I'm not going anywhere, staying right by your side

This be da part 2 of I'm right here, never letting go These titles are not song lyrics.... YET... heheheh (maybe) Anyway.... on with da story! Comfort angst! and an overprotective! Will! cause! hes! a! doctor! and! Nico's! best! friend!

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Nico's sobs had quietened And Will was glaring at the others in the room

"I'm sorry, I thought that you would have more sense than this! How long was he like this before you came and got me?!"

Percy and Jason just shuffled their feet. Annabeth had the grace to look embarrassed. Will focused on her.

"How. long." "Um. Like, maybe, five minutes?"

Wills anger exploded.

"I'm sorry, WHAT?! He's bleeding out on the floor, having a FUCKING PANIC ATTACK, and you stand there for FIVE MINUTES not even bothering to maybe, I don't know, GET A DOCTOR?!"

"Will, I'm sorry- he- I didn't think-"

"That's right! You didn't think, didn't help, didn't even try!"

"I'm sorry"

Will cupped his hand to Nico's face, shielding his ears

"OUT! GET OUT!"

They left. Will sighed, then looked down at the boy in his arms.

"Sorry. I- I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled. Let's get you cleaned up, yeah?"

Nico managed a nod and Will smiled, then hoisted Nico onto the bed, handing him his emotional stuffed toy, then cleaned up the corner. (it was a fluffy white star, because apparently it reminded him of Bianca. And Zoe. He had a sun one too. Because fuck stereotypes.)

"W-Will?" Nico's voice was broken and hoarse, but it was there. "Yeah?" "I- thank you. For b-being here. I- I don't- know- what I would do- without you." Will walked back over and crouched by the bed. "'S okay, Sunshine. You shouldn't have go through that alone. You shouldn't have had to go through anything alone." He reached out and brushed a wayward tear of Nico's face. "Okay?"

Nico nodded again. Will grinned.

"Good. Okay, so, I'm going to take of your jacket, okay? I need to find out where the blood came from."

"-arm."

"What?"

"I- cut- my arm- on a peice of glass. Left arm. I think it was glass. I wasn't really- present- but-"

Will peeled of the jacket.

The cut was big. Not so big as to be life-threatening, but still slightly bigger than a simple cut.

"Okay. This... is gonna need a bit of time. Are you okay if I did my vitakenisis?"

Nico nodded "I- I like your singing- it- it helps- calm me down."

Will grinned "That's what we like to hear."

Will put his hands on Nico's arms and started to hum, weaving his healing power into his voice.

And as Will's hands began to glow, his soothing presence and voice soon sent the shattered boy to a peaceful sleep.

Will pulled the blanket over him, sitting on the floor and pulling out a book, knowing Nico didn't want to wake up alone. But he was so tired, so he gave up and climbs into the bed, spooning Nico from behind, allowing the remains of his fear and anger to melt away as he falls asleep himself

Can I have 5 with Secondo? “Carry me to bed?” Hehehehe.

Combining these two!

The hum of city lights recedes behind you as you step through the threshold of your home, Secondo's hand, firm and warm, guiding you through. His fingers lace through yours, his presence offering a sanctuary from the weight of the world. The glow from the hallway lamp wraps both of you in a soft embrace, casting long, languid shadows that dance in sync with the quiet sigh of the closing door.

"Long day, huh?" Secondo's voice, a mix of exhaustion and contentment, resonates in the calm of your home, breathing life into the stillness. His eyes find yours in the dim light, their depth carrying a hint of something else – something playful, laden with intent.

"Mmm," you respond, leaning into his touch as he pulls you closer, the rhythm of his heartbeat echoing your own. It's been a long day and the thought of collapsing into his arms is nothing short of monumentally intriguing. His body radiates warmth, a beacon of comfort that you find irresistible.

With a twinkle in his eye, he tilts his head slightly, his fingers tracing a path along your arm, setting your skin ablaze. The look he gives you is familiar, a silent proposition wrapped in the guise of a tender gesture. "Take me to bed," he murmurs, the husky timbre of his voice causing a flutter of anticipation in your stomach.

A soft laugh escapes your lips, the playful dare in his words kindling a spark of desire within you. "Oh? Aren't you supposed to be doing the taking, Papa?" you tease, a slow smile stretching across your face.

His chuckle fills the space between you, the sound rich and comforting. "Then let us indulge each other, mia cara. Vieni da me," he replies, his gaze locked with yours, a sly grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Allowing him to guide you, you let yourself be led through the familiar path to your shared sanctuary. The soft light of the bedroom, no doubt lit by one of the Ghouls, casts a warm glow over his features, highlighting the playful glint in his two-toned eyes. Your heart throbs in your chest, the thrill of the shared moment causing a rush of adrenaline.

His hands, gentle yet firm, find the small of your back, pulling you flush against him. The heat between you is palpable, a charged current that electrifies the air around you. You can feel his breath on your lips, a soft and tantalizing promise of the night to come. He kisses you now, soft and slow, his lips moving against yours in a dance as old as time itself. The taste of him, familiar and yet intoxicating, sends your mind reeling, the outside world fading into a distant hum.

As you succumb to the tender onslaught of his lips, his hands trail a path of fire down your back, his touch promising a night filled with love and shared desires. With each touch, each whisper of love, the weariness of the day seems to melt away, replaced by a pulsating energy that ties you to him.

Secondo's soft sigh of contentment reverberates against your skin, a sweet melody that sings of your shared bond. You're here, in his arms, in the sanctuary of your home, the chaos of the world drowned out by the steady beat of your heart. And as you surrender to the shared rhythm of the night, you know that this – him, you, the quiet whispers of love – is all you'll ever need.

As his kiss deepens, Secondo's hands find their way to the hem of your shirt, his touch sending jolts of electricity through your skin. He finally breaks the kiss, his breath fanning over your face as he locks eyes with you, a silent question in his gaze. At your nod he gently lifts your shirt, breaking contact only for a moment before his lips are back on yours, setting your senses ablaze. The sudden sensation of his linen shirt against your nudeness makes your nerves tingle, the familiar tightening in your gut already starting.

Your hands wander to his shirt, fingers fumbling with the buttons in your sudden haste to feel the warmth of his skin against yours, the beat of his heart against your breasts, his stomach against your own. The soft sigh that escapes his lips sends a thrill down your spine, stirring a feeling of desire within you. You can't help but smile against his lips, feeling a sense of accomplishment at the effect you have on him.

He slowly walks you backward, the back of your legs hitting the edge of the bed. You feel him smile against your lips, the playful twinkle back in his eyes. He gently guides you onto the soft mattress, his body covering yours as he breaks the kiss. His gaze is soft, yet filled with a desire that mirrors your own, sending a wave of anticipation through you.

He leans down, his lips ghosting over yours as his hand gently caresses your side. You reach up to meet him, tangling your fingers in his hair and guiding his lips back to yours. The kiss is slow, filled with love and shared desires that set your heart racing.

As you lay there, lost in his touch, you feel a wave of contentment wash over you. His body is a warm weight against yours, providing a sense of comfort that you hadn't known you'd been craving. He breaks the kiss, a soft sigh escaping his lips as he rolls over, pulling you into his arms.

The world outside your bedroom seems distant and irrelevant. It's just you and Secondo, lost in your shared world, hearts beating in perfect harmony. His fingers trace idle patterns on your skin, his touch setting your senses on fire. The intimacy of the moment makes your heart flutter, a silent promise of the night to come.

His sharp nose nuzzles into the curve of your aw and the dip at your throat, his lips following soon after as he presses then earnestly to your skin, somewhere between a sermon and strip tease. When you hum your approval he nuzzles you against, playfully growling against your ear as his cock grinds down against you.

"I didn't know you were such a cuddler," you manage to gasp between surprised moans. You feel him smirk against you just before his teeth nip at the sensitive skin there and you gasp.

"Now you know, cara."

Live thoughts of Doctor Slump Finale

Because I don't I have the capacity to do anything else

If you open the cut and go "damn heidi chill", here is a summary of my reaction:

Warning: this will not be coherent. :)

THEY MAKING ALCOHOL TOGETHER! He wants to celebrate every moment with her!!! I am in LOVE!!!

HE MADE HIS OWN NOODLES!!!! Ba-da!! I am so proud of you!!!!

Lol Jeong woo, you know how to be too honest

omg y'all reliving the magical evening - same girlies, same

Ba-da's first PAYYYYYYYYYYYCHECK!!!! Proud of our lil worm <3

he wants to buy her meat!!!!!! stop!!!! as an elder sister, this is a MOMENT! and the photoshoot is everything. a plus.

boy time boy time! these two crack me up. truly besties forever

let's fight! fight to the death! ah yes, never change

I've been watching too much dune, that's all I could think about when I saw the patient

look at our girl! being a supportive professor <3

thoughtful boyfriend (husband of my heart)

oh no this man thinks she is gonna say yes

the HAIR FLIP I LOVE HIM!

oh wait wait wait so what was she gonna say if she found out about the US stuff AFTER talking about their date!!!

he is so babygirl <3 my PRINCESS i luv him

the honesty about his nerves! let's communicate!

SO SHE WAS GONNA SAY YES AJGKFLGDJALKGJd

oh fuck that's an amazing opportunity - she's gotta do it! she's gotta!

I want you to always follow your heart - I am deceased they are so amazing together

most mature drama (in the best fucking way ugh this makes me so happy)

and I know he is still stressed and freaking, but that his first move is to make sure she goes! gah!

LOL the VASE! THE STEAK! this man is dying a bit inside

he was made for this role, his monologues kill me! every time!

the worming on the bed LOOOOL

bestie cheer jeong-woo up! right! now! <3

the leave and let me be in the elevator and Dr. Bin's response -- i am in stitches!!

LETS FREAKING GO HONG RAN!! Baddie of the century!!! fuck yeah! the wink agjdlkfgjalkdfg

wait! girly! please! don't resign! where you going I love you putting Dr. Bin in his place! wait never mind she wants to travel, I support this <3

I am leaving to pursue my happiness! that's RIGHT!

sad puppy jeong-woo is everything to me. i just wanna squish his cheeeeeks!

oh the perfect words, just what he needed to hear.

these two are just giving me cavities LEFT AND RIGHT!!!!

they are so supportive of each other! they talk it out! they love each other! i LOVE THEM SO MUCH!

my dramatic prince - omfg they are sobbing together already lkajfgaldk;fgjadfklgj

oh wait they TOOK BACK THE OFFER???? oh wait that did not go where I thought it would.

oh girl you gotta blurt it out. TELL HIM NOW.

Jeong-woo is a water sign right ? as a big three triple water sign, he's GOTTA BE!

THE PARTY JAKLDFJGLKAF - this is gonna be hilarious. i love the flower on uncle's head hehehehe

the sad singing oh my god this is so funny

wait he SAW! omg! what! and the dramatics, silly gooses

I am so glad she advocated for herself - even if she didn't go her way and she was just expressing her frustration.

god they have grown so much, it's so beautiful to see

he took classes! my beloveds!

oh she's taking the test! and it's improved! oh I am so happy for her. what a beautiful journey we have been on together.

i love the message that getting better is not being happy again, it's about building strength and confidence that you can step through the difficult moments

oh Dr. Bin, don't dig yourself into a hole ya dumb dumb (love you though)

mother son bonding! love this

I am going to miss Ha-neul's mom so much. she is such a beautiful soul. 😭😭😭😭

I was wondering when my Kopiko ad placement would arrive, and A+ work

Hong-ran please, I can't take this romantic speech now. I am weak.

omg! Jeong-woo is opening his own clinic! omg HE TOLD HIM TO GO! I adore you sir.

these two have my heart.

FANCY CAR FOR MY FANCY MAN! Love it and him. ooooooooo sir you look fab in the fancy suit. bahaha, i love the switch to reality and how much happier he is! <;3

oh my, what a gorgeous clinic (working at a FQHC, our clinics so different lol)

WAIT WHO IS THIS GIRL???????????????????? omg. omg uncle get the girl let's freaking GO. wait. wait. oh my fucking god he opened this for HER? someone hold me, I am going to faint.

the little wave at her husband's grave, I am unwell.

Dr. Bin -- i'm sorry but oh my god what are you doing. his daughter just staring at him, i love it.

oh my god the photo of the four of them on her desk!!!! *screaming*

is the anesthesiologist gonna be a private detective?

aw man, he's gonna go work for our king jeong-woo, still dope tho.

WELL GO SEE THE SUNRISE NOW YA CUTIES!

*sobs at all these beautiful moments*

Jeong-woo, you are a better man than I, I would be spitting on that grave : )

what a gorgeous sunrise, what gorgeous beans!

WEDDING PHOTOSHOOT IS NEXT WEEK!!!!!!!!!!!!! JGKLDAGFJDLAKFGJ

he's so excited to get his answer i love them

running on the beach??? bye. I will be dying now from all this love.

oh my god the photoshoot at all the spots important to them AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

in conclusion: i love them and i adore this drama.

heheheh!!!

Ship Headcanons - Ada/Leon

Thank you for the tag, @visualheresy !!! >:3

Gives forehead/nose kisses: So I have a very specific answer for all of these. Forehead is def Leon giving them. He's much more affectionate than Ada but in private settings they're more half and half. In terms of forehead kisses specifically, I hc that he kisses her temple more, sometimes along her hair line and her cheek. Ada's the one that gives noses kisses, and other things for his nose too heh heh she also likes how adorable he looks when she boops his nose

Gets jealous the most: Leon, but it's not serious. Rarely does he actually take the time to get mad at her about something about her past or even in a present day setting. Ada doesn't get jealous as much as she gets insecure that she can't provide Leon what he wants or needs.

Picks the other up from the bar when they’re too drunk to drive: Leon's the drunk ass. Ada's picking him up. Ada is NOT getting drunk in a public space. here's ada dragging leon from a bar lol

Takes care of on sick days: Leon would take care of Ada much more despite her protests. BUT he would also know if she really wants to be left alone. Feel like Ada is the type to let it fester because she's not willing to seek help. me crying over when i wrote leon taking care of ada. Ada would do the minimum in terms of, checking in for a fever, MAYBE staying with him if he gets worse. But would most likely give him meds, water and leave him to sleep. If he's already sleeping she might watch over him quietly. But she's not gonna wait around all day.

Drags the other person out into the water on beach day: This depends. If perhaps Leon's in a bad mood, Ada would wanna drag him out into the water. Leon would probably entice Ada in other ways to join him in the water. here i have them at da the beach hehe

Gives unprompted massages: Ada. She's a bit more touchy feely in that way - than him. He MIGHT but he wouldn't be necessarily as good as her. I hc that Ada gives AMAZING massages, she can turn leon into a limp noodle (yes that way too)

Drives/rides shotgun: ADA'S DRIVING

Brings the other lunch at work: Ada might cause she would wanna tease him about it. in an au setting tho, Leon would be the one heading to her work and giving her lunches hehe

Has the better parental relationship: ... what does this mean. like their parents? they dead. i really can't say tbh cause we don't know either of their relationships with their parents. unless this means like, them being parents? half and half, it depends on what aspects of parenting since there's so many ways to parent

Tries to start role-playing in bed: Ada 100% Leon might but he's bad at it. he's cringe but she loves that

Embarrassingly drunk dancer: Leon is also a terrible dancer sober and has two left feet but doesn't mind that Ada is a splendid dancer. She'd help him along and finds it endearing that he's so focused on getting the moves/steps right she'd just want him to move along with her and to stop panicking. she wants him to just feel the moment rather than the act of trying to dance well

Still cries watching Titanic: Leon. He's a movie dude. Would've had Titanic in the two part VHS tapes. also when is like canonically the first time leon saw boobs LMAO

Firmly believes in couples costumes: ADA SDFBSKFk leon's not one to dress up anyways and would just go along with whatever ada had planned

Breaks the expensive gift rule during Christmas: Ada

Makes the other eat breakfast: LEON. he's a breakfast dude. Ada a habitual breakfast skipper and maybe coffee or tea drinker before she just starts her day. she might have a small brunch later but she only really starts eating breakfast more when Leon asks for it or he just makes it because he WANTS BREAKFAST. fic where i wrote leon crying over breakfast (i think it's chapter 6?)

Remembers anniversaries: Leon ;_; but Ada does also but she's more silent about it. She'd still wanna celebrate but only if he wants to. If there's some sort of anniversary or even his birthday she'll still drop off something for him if she can. wrote about his birthday here

Brings up having kids: LEON but only in a sad way. Maybe if he's being sad about missing out on it but also in a way where he's worried he wouldn't be able to provide a good life for them anyways so it's better off this way. ada i feel would NEVER bring up having kids unless she was actually PRENGNENT.

Tagging whoever wants to do this!!!! :3

hihi everybody i thought i might pop on here n give a quick little update?? or maybe not so quick idk?? i know that tumblr is basically d**d but i wish that it wasn't :( i miss being on here sometimes :( i miss chatting with everyone about silly stupid stuff and simultaneously the most serious stuff imaginable all in one night :'( n i miss giving updates to each other!! sometimes big stuff happens n i think about posting on here to share with u guys but idk how many of you are on here anymore and it makes me sad :( i hope that everyone that ever chatted on this silly old blog is doing well now :( it's been like years since that happened isnt that crazy ??? :( even if nobody sees this i just wanna tell u guys how much it meant to me to have this little safe space at a time in my life where i really needed it :( and i hope it was there for you guys when you needed it too :( this blog has been through so much with everybody :( i've posted on here during the lowest lows and the highest highs :( and somehow a tumblr page brought me to the girl who i love :( the love of my life :( my lexi :( the world works in such mysterious confusing silly ways :( how lovely :( i wanna come on here soon n post a life update n tell you guys all about how it's going at the flexi residence!! we are so happy you guys :( i cant believe that my life is real :( im fully convinced that im the luckiest girl in the whole wide world :( i can't believe that you guys just ?? watched us get to know each other ?? n meet each other ?? n fall in love ?? n shipped us ?? dhfjhfdj it feels like ages ago but also just like it was yesterday :( i hope you guys are doing better than we all were back then :( i wanna know what ur getting up to nowadays!!! n perhaps i'll even share the same 🤔 oh and lots of pictures!! im gonna make a visual diary post with lots of flexi pictures hehehehe :D might even update my theme while im here :o anywayz im gonna end dis here bc lexi is almost done with her shower n when she gets back to bed we're gonna go to sleep for da night !! goodnight 😎 <3

Don’t Stop Believing

~A/N  - Wassup fuckers here’s the fic you guys did to me. We were watching glee when it happened lol (hence the title). This is literally just twords. Like, no build up, no plot, literally just a solid wrecking. 

Also I’m gonna link this as a sequel to a fic im gonna write soon hehehehe, hence the link to a childhood nickname with Bucky and Steve :D

Hope you enjoy and hope you don’t tease me about it too badly.

- Enoy! ~

TAG LIST: @mysterious-marvel 

* Masterpost Link *

Steve was an absolute little shit. Bucky knew that 100%. And who could blame him? Winding up your friends is great fun, especially when they inevitably break and decide to wreck your shit.  

And tonight was one such night.

Steve had been talking shit as he usually does, winding up Bucky, making fun of Thor, and the pair had just about had enough.

“We all know I’d win in a fight, Buck.” Steve chuckled, folding his arms behind his head as the three superheroes relaxed on the couch.

Bucky let out a slow laugh. “Sure we do, giggles.”

Thor chuckled at that, whilst the mention of the childhood nickname sent shivers down Steve’s spine, and a red blush across his cheeks. But that wasn’t enough for him. No, he wasn’t done just yet.

“Just admit it!” He grinned. “I would absolutely destroy you if I wanted to.”

“Ok giggles.” Bucky replied without so much as a turn of his head. But Steve could tell he was getting to him.

“Yep.” He continued, really pushing his luck. “There would be nothing you could do but h-AH!” He squeaked, as five fingers wriggled their way under his arm.

“You wanna say that again, punk?” Bucky grinned sadistically, knowing Steve wouldn’t give in that easily.

“Youhouhou would dihihie!” Steve managed to giggle out, before another hand shoved itself into his other armpit.

“I’d die huh? Bold words coming from the guy who’s literally a mess at my fingertips.”

The pair continued their back and forth banter for a few moments, before Bucky figured he had given Steve enough. He winked at Thor, before turning back to watching the TV. 

“Told you I’d win.” Steve muttered under his breath, ensuring it was just loud enough so Bucky would hear.

Bucky turned in an instant and once again began torturing the poor man’s armpits. “You’re really asking for it tonight, huh?”

“I’d hardly call that winning, Steven.” Thor said with a smile. 

Steve could only laugh in response, getting exactly what he deserved (and exactly what he wanted) from Bucky. There was no logical reasoning behind it, no method to the madness. Steve wanted tickles. And apparently, tonight he was gonna get them. Whatever it takes. 

“Asking for what, you to lose?” Steve panted this time, slightly out of breath from Bucky’s appropriate punishment. 

“You must really want to be tickled tonight, Captain.” Thor laughed, sitting upright in his spot and giving Bucky a look.

“Oh yeah, he loves it.” Bucky smirked, slightly shifting his position.

“Shut it, Buck.” 

The two exchanged a glace with one very clear meaning, and Steve began to grin in anticipation.

There wasn’t much of it though, as Thor and Bucky immediately sprung into action.

With one hand, Thor pinned Steve’s left arm above his head, using the other to poke and claw at the poor man’s armpits. Bucky, meanwhile, was using one hand in Steve’s right armpit, and one against his neck, to send the Captain into absolute hysterics. Steve thrashed and squirmed and laughed as much as he could under the control of the two tormentors, a huge grin adorning his face the whole time. 

“Wow, for someone who enjoys this so much, you are rather ticklish.” Thor commented, giving a squeeze to Steve’s hips for emphasis causing them to buck off the bed. 

“Yeah Steve, what’s up with that?” Bucky asked, moving to scratch at Steve’s (weirdly sensitive) ears. 

The blond could only laugh in response, occasionally managing to burst out with a ‘NO!’ before descending into madness once more. 

“Give his feet a go.” Bucky gestured to Thor with a grin, and the god eagerly pounced onto the supersoldier’s legs.

“NONONONONO THOR NO!” Steve pleaded, kicking his legs and twisting his body to the best of his ability in an attempt to escape. 

In the scuffle, Steve managed to flip himself over. His victory was short lived, however, as now Bucky was able to sit on his back, and Thor could sit on the back of his calves. 

“Oh you’re screwed now.” Bucky said into Steve’s ear, accompanied by the teasiest smirk Steve had heard in his life. 

With that, Bucky began skittering his fingertips up and down Steve’s ribs. The piano-playing-like touches sent electric jolts running through Steve’s body, and his limbs flailed uselessly beside him. 

“BUHUHUHUCKY!” Steve shrieked, trying desperately to throw him off. 

No luck.

To make matters worse (... better?), Thor began to run his fingers down the supersoldier’s feet. 

That’s when Steve broke.

“THOHAHAHAR!!” He laughed helplessly, scrunching his toes to mitigate the ticklish sensations running up and down his legs. 

“Oh my, you really are ticklish here.” Thor laughed, occasionally reaching behind him to tickle under Steve’s knees. He could feel the man’s legs pulling upwards to try and save himself, but no amount of serum could grow his calf muscles enough to lift a literal god up and off them. 

With chances of escape seeming to be getting closer and closer to zero, with the hope to cling to the last of his sanity and dignity, Steve could do nothing but hide his now bright red face into the couch cushions and hope the relentless assault of his body would end soon enough. Otherwise he would definitely run out of oxygen from the laughing. 

And it seemed his sanity would soon run out too, as Thor’s fingers slowly drifted towards Steve’s toes. 

The second they touched that sweet spot between the ball of his foot and his toes, Steve let out a screech and descended into manic laughter. 

His periodic gasps of air turned to wheezes, and his methodic escape-wiggling turned to absolute pointless thrashing. 

“THAHAHAHA!” He begged. “STAHAHA! NAHAHAHA!” 

“Hah!” Bucky half-screeched half-laughed. “What was that Giggles?”

“SHUHUHAHAT!”

“You need a break Stevie?” Bucky teased, slowing his fingers down at the subtle nod of his friend.  

Thankfully, for the sake of Steve’s lungs, the pair stopped their assault. Bucky returned to watching his show, grinning at the state he had turned his friend to. Thor, on the other hand, decided to lightly scratch Steve’s back to calm him down.

Though they couldn’t see it (through the couch cushions that Steve continued to press his burning face into), Steve’s face relaxed into a giggly smile as his breathing slowed to a more normal pace.

Bucky added a hand to the mix, gently tracing his fingers up and down the back of Steve’s arm. The tingly shivers only relaxed the giggly man more, but he kept his face buried in the soft fabric. 

“I believe we may have broken him.” Thor chuckled softly, gently pulling on Steve’s shoulder in an attempt to reveal his face. 

Steve remained face down. 

“Aw, you too embarrassed to come out giggles?” Bucky grinned, giving a small laugh at Steve’s groan of complaint. 

“Screhehew you.” Steve giggled out, almost satisfied with the thorough wrecking he had just recieved. 

Bucky simply laughed, gently running his fingers through Steve’s hair. 

After a few more minutes of embarrassed brooding, Steve manoeuvred himself to an upright position on the sofa. His face still bright pink. 

Bucky took one look and burst into cheeky giggles. 

“Did we really get you that good?” He asked, laughing harder at the nod in response.  

“I could still beat you in a fight.” Steve grumbled, a grin teasing its way into his voice. 

“You really don’t know when to quit, do you?” Bucky raised an eyebrow, squeezing into the man’s ribs. 

“Hehehehe, no I do not.” Steve giggled quietly. 

“Now shhh, we’re trying to watch!” Bucky gestured to the TV, still scritching his fingers along Steve’s arms and ribs. 

Steve could only roll his eyes and giggle with each movement of Bucky’s hands. As much as the tickling was unbearable, he adored times like these with two of his best friends. And wouldn’t give it up for the world.

I got into a crazy writing mood after writing that fix yesterday, so here’s some Hardenshipping fluff that no one asked for! 🤣 Enjoy! This was inspired by the brilliant @ticklepinions

“Maaaaaaaax..” Archie groaned, collapsing on their bed, head first. “Maaaaax…”

“Oh, for the love of God, Archie..” Maxie sat up, whacking him on his back with his book. “I am RIGHT HERE. What is it that you need?”

“Ubbles.” He said, muffled from laying against the mattress and covers.

“Uh, one more time?”

Archie twisted himself around and laid on his back, reaching his hand out to his husband.

“Cuddles. Now.”

Maxie smirked at him. “Well, why didn’t you just say so, then?” He scooted himself over to his side of the bed. “Come here, you big softy.”

Excitedly, he hopped over next to him and practically melted, enjoying his husband’s attention and loving touch. He laid his head in his lap.

“What the hell has gotten into you tonight? I’m used to you being all cuddly, but not THIS cuddly.” He blushed. “N-not that I’m complaining. Is there something wrong, Archie?”

“Nah..” he replied. “M’ just stressed out, that’s all.. I just needed some quality cuddle time with me hubby.”

Maxie chuckled. “I see.” He pet his head affectionately, then stroked his chin like a Skitty.

“M-Maxie!” Archie squeaked. “Ack- No! Bwahaha! Stop it!”

He raised an eyebrow. “But why? You look like you’re having so much fun~” He teased, keeping up the tickly touches at his husband’s neck and chin.

“Gahahahaha-!” He scrunched his neck up, pushing Maxie’s hands away. “Quit it!”

*chuckle* “At least I get a smile from you.”

Blushing, Archie sat back up, got into the covers, and wrapped his arms around Maxie’s waist, returning the cuddles.

“Mmm… Yer so damn warm…”

“I’ve literally spent most of my life near volcanoes, Archie. But you love it, anyway.”

Archie guffaws. “I sure as shit do..” He held him closer to his chest. “Hey, Max..?”

“Yes, Archie?” He questioned, looking up at him with curiosity.

His grip on him was gentle, but tighter.

“I know this is gonna sound really random… but I gotta tell ye… yer just like a stress ball.”

While he was telling him this, Maxie was grabbing a cup of water. (Yes. Water lmao) and he almost spit it out.

“*cough* A-A what??”

“A stress ball.” Archie repeated.

He just tilted his head in more confusion. “Archie, love of my life, I don’t understand. How am I like a stress ball? *snicker* I don’t stress myself out THAT much.”

“Well… it’s because ye calm me down every time I’m stressed.”

“Oh. I see. How sweet of you to say.”

Archie then smirked. “But….”

???

Maxie knew what the look on his face meant. “What are you-“

“Heh.. the only difference between ye and a real stress ball…” He grasped both of his sides.

“AAAEEEE!!!”

“Is that ye squeak when I squeeze ye!” He cackled, continuing to squeeze his sides.

“N-Nohohohohohoho! Dohohohohon’t!!” He fell back giggling, trying to squirm out of Archie’s arms. Ahahahaharchihihihihie!!!” He squawked, flailing back and forth.

“Haha! I gotcha!” He teased, pinning him down and squeezing his hips next. “Yer beautiful laugh is what puts me at ease, babe.”

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA!! AHAHARCHIHIHIHIE!! ST-STAHAHAHAHA-!” He wrapped his arms around his stomach, cackling.

“Mm? What was that, babe?” He teased, nuzzling his beard into his neck while squeezing his sides once more. “Didn’t hear ye. What did ye want?”

“STAHAHAHAP!! ST- *SNOOOOOOOORT*

Archie immediately halted, devious fingers pulling away from Maxie. His mouth was open wide, in shock and amusement. Maxie on the other hand was HORRIFIED and slapped his hand against his mouth.

“What… was that..?”

Maxie’s face turned beet red, and he covered his face with his hands. “N-Nohohothing!! J-Just stop!! You’re embarrassing me!”

He smirked even more. “Didn’t sound like nothin’.. I think I wanna hear that again.” He said as he dove his fingers up his husband’s armpits.

“ACK- GAAAAAAAH!!!! NOOOOHOHO ARCHIE GOD DAHAHAHAHAHAMN IHIHIHIHIHIT!!! AAAAAH!! NOHOHOHO!! *SNORT* ST-STAHAHAHAHOP!!!”

“Oh my god.” Archie was almost in tears, his husband was so fucking cute. He gave his hips another squeeze.

“F-FUHUHUHUHAHAHACK!!! *SNORT* AAAAAHAHAHAHA!!!! *snort snort* STOP!! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!!!” He begged, arching his back and trying to wriggle his skinnier body away. No such luck. (Suffer, nerd)

“Hehe.. what’s the matter, Max? Ticklish?” Archie chuckled, easing his tickles a bit so he could answer him. “There’s no way that the leader of Team Magma could be this ticklish.”

“Lehehehehet mehehehe go, Archihihie…” He gasped, clenching his hands at his wrists, thinking that it will stop Archie from tickling him further.

News flash, it won’t. (Lmao)

“Or ehehelse…”

He smirked at Maxie and kissed his forehead. “Or else what, Max? You can’t stop the tickle monster, never can, never will.” He growled, tightening his grip on him, near ready to pounce again. “Damn, ye look so precious like this… I love ye so much..”

This embarrassed the Magma leader to no end. He thanked God that no one could see him so vulnerable, well… except Archie. He struggled, but it was no use. Archie was too strong and he was too weak.

“Me little stress ball~” The Aqua purred, nuzzling his beard into his neck once more, and giving his sides one more gentle squeeze, making Maxie squirm even more.

“No- St-Stohohohohop!” He giggled, trying to turn his head away from his rough, fuzzy beard. “A-Archie-! Hehehehehehe-!”

“Aww, c’mon… Don’t be like that… Ye know ye love my rough beard~ *nuzzle*

The man could only choke out giggles from his mouth, and at this point, he’s completely given up on trying to escape. He was too exhausted. Archie added kisses, which definitely did NOT help it tickle less.

“Hahahahaha- hehehehe A-ARCHIE! No!! Th-Thahahahahat tickles-!”

After a good while, he finally stopped, letting Maxie breathe.

“Ye alright, hun?” Archie finally asked, after nuzzling and kissing him to death. “M’ sorry… yer laugh is such a wonderful sound to me ears… *kiss* Forgive me?”

“Perhaps…” Maxie sighed. “If only I can do one thing.” There was playfulness in his tone.

Archie looked at him and raised an eyebrow. “What’s that, Max?”

“THIS!”

And with that, Maxie practically tackled the bigger man onto the bed and shoved his hands into his armpits.

“GAH-!! F-FUCKAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!” Archie’s boisterous laughter filled the entire room. “MAHAHAHAHAHAX!!! *WHEEZE* WAHAHAHAHAIT!!!”

“Oh, I’m done waiting, dear.” He smirked. “You deserve this more than you think you do.”

Tears had already sprang in Archie’s eyes, clamping his arms down only trapped Maxie’s hands, making his demise much worse.

“ST-STAAHAAAAHAHAAHAAHAP!! MAX PLEHEHEHEHEASE!! I’M BEHEHEHEGGIN YEHEHEHEHEHE!!!”

“Mm.. I don’t think so.” He smiled, lowering his hands to Archie’s sides and tickling faster. “Now that you had mentioned it, your laugh is just as wonderful~ why would I stop now when I can make you sing such a sweet melody?”

Flustered, Archie covered his blushing face, laughing harder.

“HAHAHA- GAHAHAHAHAHA!! *WHEEZE* STAHAHAHAP TEHEHEHEASING MEHEHEHE! HAHA- THAHAHAT’S NOT FAHAHAIR!!”

*smirk*

“Who said anything about teasing? I’m only speaking the truth, my love.”

Their fight continued, and neither of them noticed Shelly walk into their bedroom, yawning.

“You two are being so loud in here, I swear to god… Courts and I can’t sleep.. Tab and Matt neither.” She groaned, but she immediately found it amusing to see her best friend and leader getting his shit wrecked by Maxie of all people. “You, uh.. you okay there, Arch?” She’s never seen him laughing so hard.

“SHEHEHEHELLY FOR THE LOHOHOVE OF GOHOHOHOD HEHEHELP!!!”

“Help?” She grinned. “Okay, then.. I’ll help.”

She walked over to them and whispered something into Maxie’s ear. This made him chuckle evilly and grab both of Archie’s ankles.

“NO! DON’T YOU DA- GAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

Maxie clawed his fingers at his husband’s feet. And Shelly was watching back, laughing.

“You said to help! And I did!”

“I MEHEHEHEHEANT HEHEHEHELP ME!!!!! NOHOHOHOT HIHIHIHIHIM-! GAH- MAHAXIE!! STAHAHAP!!!”

Maxie just smiled and kept up the attack. He began mocking him. “What’s the matter, Archie? Ticklish?”

“GAHAHAHA- FUHUHUCK YOU- AAAAAH!!!” He screamed when Maxie attacked his knees.

“There’s no way the leader of Team Aqua could be this ticklish.” He continued to mock.

“OKAHAHAHAY OKAHAHAHAY!! I’M SAHAHAHARRY!!! JUHUHUST STOP!!!”

Maxie decided that Archie had had enough. He released him and let him fall back on the bed, gasping for air.

Shelly walked out the door. “Now Goodnight, goofballs! Don’t make me come back in here, or you’re BOTH going to get it! The rest of us need beauty sleep! Especially me!” Then she closed the door.

Maxie leaned his head down and kissed his husband’s cheek.

“Are you alright, Archie?”

“Yeheheheheah…” He laughed, letting Maxie lay down next to him. “M’ okahahay..”

“Is it alright if we fall asleep like this?”

“Heh, whatever you want, babe..” Archie held him close. “Max?”

He looks at him. “Yes?”

“I love ye.”

“I love you too.”

I posted 584 times in 2021

313 posts created (54%)

271 posts reblogged (46%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 0.9 posts.

I added 1.108 tags in 2021

#reblog - 189 posts

#rif responds - 179 posts

#ikesen - 139 posts

#ikemen sengoku - 124 posts

#answering asks - 107 posts

#ikesen x reader - 88 posts

#ikemen sengoku x reader - 86 posts

#ikevamp - 66 posts

#ikemen vampire - 66 posts

#ikevam - 64 posts

Longest Tag: 137 characters

#this court lacks any statistics to dispute the probability of the claims made and hence cannot make any understandable remark in response

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

Shock

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Character: Arthur Conan Doyle

Prompt: Arthur is having one of his moments of anxiety again and you know just the way to cheer him up! Angst with a slight crack. 

Warning: Spicy? Yeah, I guess it does make hints towards the do, but nothing more than that. It is me after all. 

Word count: 1000+ (whut I actually include a word count now? Yeah, I suppose.)

126 notes • Posted 2021-04-24 18:00:43 GMT

#4

Neeeeeemo i just realized u are multi fandom!😱😱😱🥺❤ Like eeeeeeeeep❤❤❤😳😳 hehehe and like psssst i watch anime 2 😅😅😂😂😂🤣 its been a while but lolol🤣🤣❤ hehehe dearest nemo could i pretty please with rainbows ontop request a mornings with kyo sohma from fruit basket 🥺🥺🥺hehehe i had the biggest crush on him! Gaaaah he is such a cutie❤❤😳😳😳

Hehehe love ya lots darling nemo! Hope u are getting plenty of rest! Eating 3 meals a day and and not over working yourself ❤❤❤🥺 sending all the love! //slides over some ice cream❤🌻

You only realised now that I’m multi-fandom???? 😱😱😱 Have I been giving everything else that little attention? 😱😱😱 MUST FIX. 

Kyo is such a cutie, cat lovers unite!!! 

I--- I eat... ? //starts sweating I HAVE A VERY SEDENTARY LIFESTYLE I DON’T NEED THREE FULL MEALS. //sweats harder 

I will accept the ice cream tho! 

Fandom: Fruits Basket

Character: Kyo Sohma

Prompt: Mornings with a certain cat

129 notes • Posted 2021-03-01 19:00:43 GMT

#3

The Ring

Fandom: Naruto

Character: Tobirama Senju 

Prompt: Been a hot minute since I wrote for this fandom and I suddenly felt like it. Deal with it. 

Warnings: Misunderstandings and allusions to marriage. 

Word count: -1K

Masterlist

133 notes • Posted 2021-07-30 14:01:05 GMT

#2

Kindred

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Character: Leonardo Da Vinci

Prompt: I suddenly realise how many list Leonardo as his favourite and what that means for birthday surprises. LOL 

I also wanted to make this man pine. Hard. You will have to suffer for me, Leo.

Warnings: Dude is pining hard. I guess we can call it blue balls.

Word count: -1k 

Masterlist

142 notes • Posted 2021-06-08 14:02:52 GMT

#1

My darling nemo! It is i!☺☺❤❤😏🥺last request before bed😳🥺❤ hehehe so could i pretty please with alllllllllll the ice cream intop request a lil fic with Hatori Sohma from Fruit basket hehehe not ganna lie even tho kyo has my heart, this man! Whoooooo he is a cutie and deserves all the hugs❤❤🥺🥺🥺😳😳

Hehehe here is the fun lil prompt suggestion 😳🥺❤

“Are you trying to flirt with me?”

“Yes. Is it working?”

Hehehe love ya lots neeeeeemo! Thank you for always indulging me and letting me fill up your ask box with plenty of spam❤❤🥺🥺😳 hehehehe

Oooh, Zeta-dearest likes the doctor, huh? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

That line sounds like it could describe us perfectly. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Fandom: Fruits Basket

Character: Hatori Sohma

Prompt: A: “Are you trying to flirt with me?” B: “Yes, is it working?”

211 notes • Posted 2021-03-27 19:01:50 GMT

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Cuddles and Snuggles with the Ikevamp Suitors

Anon asked:

Hello 👋, can I have some really short and maybe flowery scenarios of the Ikevamp suitors cuddling? Just some cute little paragraph (that can turn smutty but doesn’t have to be) I really really like your style of writing, you see. Thank you!!!!

Heya! I love love love requests like these, they really make my day. Considering I didn’t want to give everything the same plot, I figured I’d just allow my creative freedom to run rampage.

I’m sorry I haven’t been posting much, but school is keeping me pretty busy (a week of holidays are coming up tho hehehehe). This has been sitting in my WIPs for an eternity, and I finished the last five bois today (it’s Sunday/Monday midnight by the time I’m scheduling this YEET).

I hope you’ll all manage to find some comfort in this, and I hope you’ll all enjoy (and remember to drink water~)

Also, I don’t care what Cybird says; Theo is 186cm and I do not take criticism on this.

Warnings: implied sexual intercourse (only for Leo tho), otherwise only toothrottingly sweet fluff... maybe angst, too. Blame Aki)

Napoleon Bonaparte

『laying siege to your heart』

Laughter prompted your body to tremor in delight upon seeing the form of your lover snuggling his blanket, spilling into the room in coaction with the afternoon rays streaming in buoyant ribbons. Napoleon lethargically peeked past his lashes, grinning as he grasped your hand to pull you into his awaiting arms.

Your head fit perfectly underneath his chin, your bodies an amalgamation of puzzle pieces enjoying their reunion. You allowed a few teasing quips to spill from your lips, regretting to have done so tout de suite as your body writhed beneath his butterfly kisses tickling your nape. The most darling sounding giggles encompasses your ears, eliciting some of your own as you tried your best to escape his tight embrace.

Eventually, he stilled, burying his face into the crook of your neck, and holding you for what felt like an entire eternity—no ounce of egomania weighed upon you, the fierceness of it brought forth by his sheer adoration for yourself. And even if he were to lay siege for an eternity, you couldn’t see yourself caring if you were pledged with no disparate treatment.

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

『moonlight tryst』

If there was one thing you’ve come to cherish, it would be the time of the moon, when it reigned the sky in its eerie glory. You’ve never been able to see the stars’ purity, constellations clearer than ever before. Perchance, the appreciation stemmed from the company the firmament would gift you with, when the other half of your bed was frozen and weeping alongside you in abandonment. Yet, as you mused your loneliness, approaching echoes of heels hitting the tiled floor incited your gaze to leave the stars, instead turning to embrace the sight of your lover coming to join you to your tryst.

Stars melted into fervid streams of gems, pouring upon Wolf’s skin, hair, and eyes, aiding his appearance to leave you blinded beneath its ethereal irradiance. You picked up a ribbon le Comte had gifted you long ago, jesting the embroidered amethysts would gracefully accompany the composer’s own set of eyes; but the juxtaposition left you disenchanted at the blunt and transparent crystals, opting to tie his alabaster strands with it, shivering slightly as you parted a curtain over his nape.

He enfolded your hands with his, hastily trying to get it off. However, his lips were quickly claimed by his muse, pouring every emotion and feeling you could gather into it. You were glad for the minuscule distraction, even more so as his arms fell limp, succumbing to your passion—nay, not without teasing remarks, leaving your pounding heart at the wolf’s mercy, and carrying your cries into the night in concordance with the owls’ song.

Leonardo da Vinci

『the gift of light』

At times, your relationship felt like stumbling through an obsidian forest, the only object not the plunged into abyssal realms a map to show you the right path. The map knew everything, could achieve anything, would create the unimaginable, while you were left impotently relying one its guidance.

Leonardo was aware of these clouds obscuring your emotions, hindering your felicity, and he was unsure whether he should act upon it. Perchance, it would leave you in deeper misery, but he’d take the chance to undress the light in your eyes.

You essentially knew that that was what a relationship with Leonardo da Vinci would result in; after all, no one could possibly match his genius. Natheless, the string pinioning your souls was stubborn, and it would be near impossible for anything to deter you from this love.

As you straddled him, panting in exhaustion with sweat glistening like deep sea pearls across your bodies, he slid his hands past your ears, tugging on the ribbon keeping your hair up. They ran past your bare shoulders, a cascade of bougainvillea shadowing the outside world from seeing your lover’s flushed expression. With his hands still resting on your cheeks, he pulled you toward himself, capturing your lips with raw ardour. A gossamer simper slumbered onto his face just as the sun announced the arrival of dayspring, enkindling the forest in the light of dawn.

Arthur Conan Doyle

『cosy and secluded dancing』

A myriad of candles appeared to dance within the salon, frolicking in the gentle zephyrs through the opened window. The lovers exuded the impression of pure serenity, swaying in each other’s clutches in synchronisation with the flames.

A saxophone urged your feet to tap along the tiled floor, the beat accompanying the agute anecdotes Arthur shared with you. A simper blossomed on your face as the topic of them always managed to include yourself in some way or another; you’d taken notice of this the further you relationship wrote itself. And just like his words filled the paper with ease under the influence of his fountain of delight, so did the words pertaining to your mutual ardour.

As you allowed your lips to meet his nose, perplexity pulled your brows into a furrow—how anyone could just accept all the malicious comments of “mongrel”, “bastard”, and other vile slurs without retaliating in defense was beyond you, especially when a simple action like yours dissolved him into a fumbling mess, his footing faltering to and fro akin to the rustling branches outside. It was nothing but a mystery, but he was your mystery. And you had more than enough time to solve him, buoyantly filling the paper with breathings of your love along the way.

Vincent Van Gogh

『picnic in a flower meadow』

There was nothing but warmth—the ground, the breeze, the sun’s ever so gentle embrace on this bright autumn’s day, creating an atmosphere of absolute serenity.

However, the sun wasn’t the only one to embrace you. You felt your lover’s breathing gently caressing your face, his heartbeat beneath your head the sole sound next to the sunflowers’ ever so tranquil rustling.

Another breeze ruffled his flaxen tufts of hair, eliciting the tiniest of giggles as they brushed against his nose. As his hands rose up to brush your hair, he gifted to with the most brilliant grin, the epitome of an angel walking amongst mortals.

It made you nuzzle closer into his chest, inhaling the wonted scent of paint and dried sunflowers. Opting to enjoy these last moments of your picnic with the artist, your eyes fluttered close to the most ethereal sight on earth.

Theodorus Van Gogh

『unfeigned aftermath of a fight』

Ire was not strange to him, acquaintances till death, for sure. Nevertheless, these kind of manners didn’t appeal to him, but charading as the scapegoat for his brother’s wealth has made him into the devil’s advocate—and old habits hardly perish.

His hands caught the last few droplets of despair running down your chin, stroking your own pair of hands as he held you from behind. A few moments prior, he had shown you his quiet, oftentimes guarded, ardour, carrying these words to your ear. It left you nearly broken, the brush having stumbled across the artwork, red marks littering the void. But as fast as the shade spread, so did the greens and blues, the yellows and whites; if someone knew how to fix these mistakes, it was Theo himself.

In favour of his height, he straightened to place his chin atop your head, allowing you to lean into him. You couldn’t even remember what miscellaneous things you’d been fighting about, rendering your throats hoarse and your hearts wound; alas, as perilous as his clamours were, he never failed to apologise, whispering adorations as sweet as the saccharine treats he enjoyed.

Truly, as painful as some words could be, he always committed to proving you his worth. He just didn’t realize that that was irrelevant; after all, your devotion for him ran deeper than any slash could ever reach.

Dazai Osamu

『tranquil lazing in the garden』

Amidst the most delicate petals and the green leaves, the pond’s reflection of two twirling birds was similar to the lovers leaning against an oak, intertwined branches unable to release their hold.

You were situated between his legs, his broad chest acting as your pillow of comfort. It was a serene kind of purity, the meadow’s song—flora and fauna uniting to create a serenade of peace—coaxing your pair into a state free of despair and ire. That is, until he let his lips flutter down your exposed neck, prompting you to grip the flesh of his thighs a bit tighter.

The butterfly kisses didn’t appear to end anytime soon, not that you payed it much negative mind. A simper danced across both of your faces as a butterfly, with gossamer wings fluttering gently, landed on your lover’s finger, drawing a titter to resound throughout the garden.

He beheld your reach for the lepidopteran creature, the flaxen colours scintillant in your orbs. Perchance this little guy was an omen of genuine ebullience. However, certainty belay onto his thoughts, knowing that you were nothing but a sign of fortune, even to someone as tainted as himself.

Isaac Newton

『snuggles to chase away self doubt』

Unrelentingly, you pushed chocolate into his calloused hands, pledging that the tryto-something—“it’s tryptophan, darling”—would surely lift his solemn mood, clouds of doubt and pressure weighing upon him. He’d been used to the wallowing forlorn, solus; he’d been used to secluding himself apart from any comfort helping hands could give.

But now, now he’d been exposed to a star, more lucent than the North Star could ever dream to be, which shared its balmy rays with him, never imploring for anything in return.

As the slightly bitter treat melted in his mouth, he pulled the almost oneiric appearance of his sweetheart closer to him, your foreheads colliding together to display the sanguine shade of his fiery cheeks. Both of you chortled at his endearing ardency, finding yourself neglecting the light mound rising from the top of your head as you beheld his cherry blossom orbs.

He wasn’t a man of many words, his thoughts the stars he couldn’t fathom into constellations; and while all he could manage were the faintest pleas of gratitude, you knew that that was his crisp layer masking the dispatch of genuineness. Underneath, he was just as sweet and fulfilling as the fruit he so hastily denied. These obstinate and vexing thoughts pulled at the corners of his mouth, but you were swift in your endeavor to diminish them, letting your fingers glissade like zephyrs through the wild locks of salmon and ever so gently massaging him with their tips.

Jean d’Arc

『eskimo kisses and pep talks』

Jean oftentimes felt as if the world was weighing upon his lungs, threatening to suffocate him from the inside out. With his wings clipped and feet bound, all be could was sing in fear and cry for help, knowing he was undeserving of such feat. And yet, you were holding him closer than he’d ever been held before, kissing every scar, every painful remainder of his past, with the force of what could only be described as love.

He’d call himself vile names, thinking nothing much of it, and you’d never grasped what he meant. Moronic? His gentleness spoke of wisdom that many men could only dream of owning. Appalling? You would incessantly reassure him that his arms were your favorite place to while in, and that you wanted to feel his pulse through your veins. Ugly? His eyes met the moon and became almost prismatic as he claimed so, releasing that inhumanly beautiful hue of disenthralled, limitless amethysts, his skin reflecting the pale alabaster rays. How could a person so stunning and breathtaking be ugly? A person so kind and selfless?

Jean scoffed at your sentiment; withal, he allowed himself to succumb to his selfishness, brushing your nose with his own in an anguished assay to express his gratitude. You responded with a glee, succumbing to his endearing affection. He could only yearn for you to be able to withstand the barrel of infinity that he was bound to curse you with.

William Shakespeare

『interruptions ft puck』

You rose to the canorous breathing of your lover, nay, soulmate; that much was apparent judging by the euphoria encompassing your entire being at the sole mention of his name. It perplexed you how you were able to manage waking up to this empyrean sight without your heart granting the artist its last applause.

From his flushed checks, to his bare chest exposed to your own, to his lean arms reaching around yourself to tangle his fingers within your mane, more delicate and loving than the activities of the previous night required—you knew you were borne under a lucky star, whose only affiliation could possibly be be playwright claiming you his, cradling you with nothing but the zephyrs of a quiet twilight downpour.

You noticed a few candles he’d lit, most likely while you still rested, and they carried scents of raspberry sorbet, wafting around you in refreshing sprites. They were made my William himself, akin to the abundance of objects you’d sentimentally ramble about; and yet, he’d obstinately organise the most trivial things, no matter the obstacle of time and place.

Warmth engulfed your heart, your mind and being at how utterly cherished you were within his arms, and a few tears threatened their exeunt, but you suppressed your expression to the best of your ability, not wanting to worry him ignominiously. The fortunate appearance of your favourite character from the playwright’s own little story supported your despair de trop—even if he might not have intended to.

The little bunny hopped onto your lover’s head, staring down at you as if to mark his own territory. However, this attempt only prompted laughter to spill from your lips, and it amplified as William plucked Puck from his hair, placing him in midst of your tangled limps.

Comte de Saint-Germain

『napping in front of his fireplace』

The fireplace was ablaze, each scarlet flame radiating heat as the fumes frolicked in delight. With your legs angled to your lover’s lap and your fingers clutching his dress shirt, you were curled into the man’s side, the sofa cushioning your assay to sleep.

Your eyes fluttered open when you felt the snug quilt slide over your shoulders, meeting brilliant gold whose owner was busy with shielding you from the frigid cold. His hand released the fabric, instead opting to ever so carefully grasp your chin, as if frightened you were a withering rose.

Words of adoring troths danced on your lips, assuring him that you weren’t fragile, that he mustn’t fret upon your disappearance. He could only place a kiss between your brows, aware that silence weighed more than words ever could; his mirth was apparent as he pulled you closer to him, wanting nothing but to transcend time and space for his other half.

Sebastian

『oreos, milk, and ice cream』

There were certain difficulties when your heart belonged to two people, but even more so when it belonged to multiple places—or periods. Nevertheless, being employed to a time-traveling and immortal boss had its certain advantages.

You knew he longed for these items as much as you did, yet only organised them as you uttered these fantasies in a sleepy stupor. Enthusiasm spurring the atmosphere, you scooped the icy vanilla custard into crystalline bowls, improvident about the dampness coating your fingers. Before the fallen spoon could hit the ground, your lover caught it, trapping your back against his chest as he placed it back onto the counter.

His reverberating laughter prompted your own, enjoying the sensation of the flush body enbosoming your own. Arms winding across your chest, further strengthening the protective cocoon, a feather brushed your neck as he kissed with the ilk of cotton fields. You couldn’t halt the goosebumps from waltzing to the rhythm of his teasing, rather opting to stuff an Oreo past his appealing lips.

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Childish! Jungkook x BadGirl! Y/n

A/n: sorry if I make any mistakes I tried my best :3

Written: 2021 11 June Published: 2021 22 July

~"Y/n! My mom said we can go to the park!" Younger Jungkook shouted. He came running over to while you were looking at this weird teddy bear. "Y/n?" Jungkook said. "Oh, Sorry I was just looking at this weird teddy bear" You answered while pointing at the light pink teddy bear. "Hmm.. It looks like.." Jungkook said. He was still thinking about what the teddy bear reminded him of. " Jungkook-ah! Mom said we need to go." Jin (Jungkook's older brother) shouted. Jungkook stopped looking at the teddy bear and gave you a necklace. " I wanted to give you this to remind you of our friendship!". He explained. Before you could respond Jungkook waved goodbye and went inside his house.~

"Heh..you still didnt come back..." you mumbled. Remebering that memory was painful especially since Jungkook never came back. " Class! We have a new student" Mr.Lee said. "Hi...Im Jungkook and I hope to be friends with you!" He said. You almost chocked on the piece of gum you were chewing. "Jungkook? Here? No way!" You thought."Right.. you can sit next to...Y/n!" Mr lee said while pointing to you. You scoffed in reply. As soon as he sat down next to you he asked " Y/n? Y/n Y/L/N?" You ignored him. You tried your hardest to ignore him but a sound escaped your mouth " Hmp!" You angrily said.

After class finished your best friends Taehyung and Jimin came straight after you asking you questions like " Is that the Jungkook you were talking about? Does he still want to be your friend?" You simply answered with a shrug. You didnt know how to feel about meeting Jungkook , You dont even know if hes your friend. Jungkook went up to you. " Y/nnie~ Why are yo-" "Shut up! Just leave me alone!" I shouted. Then I left to go to my next class. Taehyung ran after me.

| 𝕁ungkooks ℙ.𝕆.𝕍|

Why is she being so stubborn! I just want to be friends with her again just like the old times...

~"Jungkookie I bet you can't catch me!" Y/n shouted. She was running into the forest but Jungkook catched her and tickled her. " J-Jungkookie! Stop tiggling me! Hehe" Y/n said while trying to hold back her laughter.~

I had to go to my next class. " Jungkook~ I'm sure she'll come back to you! Why is she so special anyway?" Jimin asked. "I'll tell you after class" I answered. The teacher was talking really loudly but I couldn't really care I was mostly focusing on Y/n and her beautiful smile, Her soft skin and her Hazel brown eyes.

|~𝕐/𝚗𝚜 𝙿.𝙾.𝚅~|

"Right! Your partners are.....Taehyung and Jimin! Ari and Yuri! Y/n and Jungkook!" Mr.Kim shouted. "But-!"I was going to say something but Mr.kim cut me off. "No buts!" He told me. I looked over at Jungkook as he showed his bunny smile at me. He only smiled at 𝗆𝖾 it was weird but I guess hes desperate to be friends again.

"Y/n we'll do the project at my house!" He exclaimed. I just nodded my head in reply. We started working on our project when my phone rang. "I have to take this call I'll be right back!" I told him. I ran out of his house and sat down on his porch. I answered the call and was about to speak but I was interrupted by Taehyung. "Y/n~ Did you and jungkook get along?" Taehyung annoyingly said. "Tae why did you call me?" I asked ignoring his question. "Um.....Good question, I actually don't know..But me and Jimin were drunk last night!" He exclaimed. "Seriously Tae?....Bye!" I said as I ended the call. I went back inside to see Jungkook had finished half of our project. "I ....I wanted to finish quick so, you can do the other half!" He told me with a bunny smile on his face. I sighed in reply and started finishing the other half of the project.

2 Hours later

I finally finished and it was 9 am already! I looked over at Jungkook who was sleeping and just left without a sign. I ran over to Jimins house and used the spare keys to open the door. Only to find Jimin on the floor sleeping and Taehyung sitting down in a corner. "Right! How drunk did you guys get?" I asked curiously. "Well we nearly drank 3 bottles of bear, before Jimin passed out of course" Taehyung explained. I went over to Jimin and hit him with a pillow. "Ow! What was that for!" He shouted. "I knew you were fake sleeping!" I said.

|𝕁ungkooks 𝑃.𝑂.𝑉|

I woke up from my slumber to find that Y/n was gone without a trace. I picked up my phone and called her but she declined them. I looked at the clock on the wall and it was 9 am! That she stayed overnight...but where did she sleep? Wait am I forgetting something....SCHOOL!

|Y/ns P.O.V|

"C'mon we have to go to school!" I shouted as I pulled Taehyung and Jimin into the bus and sat them down. While the bus was driving us to school I opened my phone and I had 5 missed messages from Joonie and 16 missed calls from Michael Jacksons twin(The nickname for Jungkook).

📱 Joonie: Y/n! Yoongi said you leaked his phone number online!

📱 Y/n: Bruh..He doesn't know how to take a joke smh

The bus doors opened so, I had to go. Me Jimin and Tae came into the entrance of our school and there was Carly, Carly and her crew bullys us alot. "Well well, it seems like Y/n has an eye for the new student!" Carly shouted gaining everyone's attention. "Dont you know that Jungkook is mine? Well even if he wasn't with me he wouldn't like you!" She exclaimed while telling everyone to laugh. I had enough of this so I walked pass her but, she grabbed my hair. "Why are you running away? Are you a pussy? Hmm" She said while pulling my hair harder. I grabbed her leg and punched her face. "Nope it seems like your just a dumbass!" I shouted. Namjoon came from behind her and stopped the fight "Girls you both need to sto-" Namjoon was about to tell us to stop but I kicked Carly in her face and she went flying. "Jungkook is not yours and never will be! So stop pretending!" I screamed at her. Jungkook came in and heard me. " Y/n...Let's go" Taehyung said. Then we left like but I showed Carly my middle finger.

In the Principals office

"Y/n......This is the second time you've been here in my office, Do you have anything to say for yourself?" Mr.Jung asked. I shook my head and looked down at the floor. "If it carries on you'll have to be suspended!" He said. "Now get out of my office please" I walked out of his office and someone grabbed my wrist and pulled me in the janitors room.

"Y/n! it's me Jin remember?" He said. I nodded my head in reply. "Jungkook missed you but, you keep on ignoring him...Why?" Jin asked. "You know why! He broke his promise actually 2 of them!, He said he would protect me but when me and Carly fought he did nothing and he said he would never leave me!" I shouted. Tears formed an ocean under my eyes drowing my face. He wiped my tears as I saw pity in his eyes. "He didn't want to leave you! He was forced to leave!" Jin replied with shocking news. I hugged Jin for comfort and he hugged me back. "I'll try to be friends with him again! I promise you" I exclaimed with a determined expression.

Outside of School

I ran up to Jungkook and walked with him. "Why are you walking with me?" Jungkook asked. "I....I want to be friends again just like when we were little! I understand if you don't wa-" He cut me off by hugging me, I was about to hug him back but he picked me up!

|Jungkook's P.O.V|

I didn't want her to finish her sentence so I hugged her and put her over my shoulder. "Jungkook....DA FUQ ARE YOU DOING!!" She shouted. "Just playing with my short friend" I told her while laughing. Jimin, Taehyung and Hobi were taking pictures of us and posting it on social media, well except from Taehyung he doesn't want to die from Y/n.

I ran all the way to her house and greeted her mom "Hi Auntie!" I said as I ran up to Y/n's room and threw her on her bed. "Are we friends again?" She asked. "Yes" I said. "Even though I wanna be more than friends..." I whispered but somehow she heard me. We both sat up and she kissed me. It was passionate and soft I only dreamed about this moment never thinking it would come true. I kissed her back. It was like we were in an unstoppable dream. We broke the kiss for air. "Maybe we can be more..." She said.

The End~

A/n: The end is kinda cringy 😬, but you can imagine what happens next hehehehe!

Not you having me SCREAMING in bed at 3am last night while reading the Sakusa fic!!!! Literally been on my mind all day bc it was SO GOOD! Omg our ancestors really be rolling in their graves smh gege is so hawt~ wait I got confused bc i saw your tags. So yn could/maybe is the bride? Sorry if I’m slow and completely missed that BUT EMI 69/10 this was WOW LOVED IT! I HAVE NO WORDS BUT DAMN UR MIND IS SO POWERFUL! -Hanfu anon (4ever ur simp tbh)

Hehehehe YAYYYYYY thank you 😊 I'M rolling on my bed giggling over this ask. Ooops maybe I cause more confusion with half-formed thoughts, here's a quick rundown, but tldr: y/n can never be a legitimate bride...

Y/N and Kiyoomi are both "Sakusa's". They have the same father* but different mothers. Kiyoomi's mother is the actual wife/primary spouse, but Y/N's is a concubine (implied to be a courtesan actually, so there are questions about her paternity).

In da story, Kiyoomi is supposed to marry Komori's younger sister, aka also his cousin. Uh cest. This is actually technically legal because they do not share the same surname. Wouldn't say it's ultra common, but this is something that was allowed. If two people had the same surname, that would be a no-no (Y/N and Kiyoomi's case). This was true even if it the person was like a super super crazy distant whatever Sakusa out in the wild that appeared.

So, it rly be ironic ahaha bc it's "unknown" that Kiyoomi and Y/N really are being bioloically cesty or not. But Kiyoomi and that Komori-chan cousin girl most definitely is cesty! Oop.

frigid air (fic commentary)

literally no one asked for this but hello! hi! if you didn’t know, i wrote a 11 chapter fic called ‘frigid air’ a few weeks back. the fic started as jayhoon centric, but it kinda got off the rails from there hehe

the birth of the idea

so the bri from a few weeks ago was already thinking about writing a lengthy enha au. 

i just finished writing a jakehoon one shot and wanted to try my hand at writing another ship! at first, i thought of typical au ideas that were college themed. those are the most fun to write and read imo, bc it’s so grounded in reality. and also bc the jakehoon one shot i wrote was a lot heavier and angsty, which was something i think i’m better at doing! there’s this really great fic i read that inspired me to try my hand at some lighter themes! 

after reading that au, i was like “hmmmm im gonna try writing some romcom type of stuff.” i always ALWAYS write angst, so this was a really nice and fun change! 

yes, back to the college au ideas. i then began to think about what majors the enha kids would do if they went to college. my notes for the first outline kind of went like this: 

Jay - fashion major, new addition to the dorm, is rich but doesnt want anyone to know, is kind despite being taken advantage of in his hometown, just wants a normal family 

Heeseung - music production major, has a soundcloud lowkey but doesn't let anyone know, is going thru his first real heartbreak and is using music to deal with it 

Jungwon - hasnt decided on a major, came to uni w a full ride taekwondo scholarship, secret boyfriend, coming to terms w sexuality 

Jake - australian exchange student, architecture major, maybe gets a weird stalker? 

Sunoo - beauty school, wants to be a hairstylist, kinda eccentric, knows everyone’s business

Sunghoon - figure skater, doesnt go to school, is close to getting on the national team, lives in a dorm to avoid his tiger parents, softspot for his younger sister

Niki - dance major from japan, is a little too clingy, feels lonely away from his family 

in hindsight, the characters here seem a lot more deeper and fleshed out as compared to what i ended up writing, but i realized that if i kept all of this in - it would’ve been really overwhelming for the reader. i had to remind myself that this was a jayhoon centric fic LMAOOOOO 

after writing this, i was like “WAITTTT A HOT SEC” this sounds a lot like hello my twenties! which btw, is an amazing show on netflix that you should definitely watch. i watched this show with my girlfriend and man, the way it handled all of the a,b,c, etc plots was so fantastic. 

every character had their own stories and that’s what i loved. usually in fics or aus, a lot of the side characters sort of fade into the background. they also do this thing where their main reason for existence is to lift the mc or main ship up in the story. i wanted to avoid that, so taking inspo from hello my 20s, i decided to give every character a story. whether it be something big like sunoo’s stalker or something small like heejake’s and jungniel’s development, i wanted to give them all something to tell. in hello my 20s, each of the girs living in that house had their own unique stories that fit them really well. whether i did it as well as the writers of the show - that’s something else to unpack, right? 

the characters and their developments 

so this is something i’m not sure if i did well in or not. the original plot was to have jay and sunghoon not get along at all. with jay’s abrasiveness and sunghoon’s surface coolness, i thought it would be fun to see them butt heads. but i realized that it wasn’t so realistic because they don’t really see each other enough to butt heads that much. i thought making sunghoon shy and reserved (thus standoffish) while jay tries his best to make sunghoon open up was a lot more cuter. 

jay is a lot more bold in this, even through his embarassing moments. he’s self-assured, determined and open to pretty much anything. he’s generous and friendly. the only weakness jay has is he’s too presumptious sometimes and assumes stuff without any real basis, as seen with him assuming that ryujin and sunghoon were dating bc of a passing remark from jake and some yt comments. i gave him a dead dad at the end of the fic bc hello we’re projecting but also to explain why he’s super close to his mum and why he’s just a tad bit behind everyone else his age. i wanted to expand on this a little but sadly, i kinda ran out of words to talk about this. if you know what i mean. tbh, jay doesn’t have much of a development in this. that’s something i really want to improve on in my next au, giving my mc some actual development instead of getting carried away with other side characters. 

sunghoon is, as i said, shy and reserved. he has a lil trauma from being rejected by seon years ago. you can tell that his experience was not pleasant at all - so he keeps feelings of attraction and want farrrrrr away from him. sunghoon is sorry he’s an anti-romantic, if you will. throughout this fic, you see him open up to jay and realize that not every guy he’s attracted to will reject him painfully. he also learns that he doesn’t need to keep people at an arms length away and that opening himself up to more people will bring about very nice things! very cliche but hey, it iz what it iz. 

jungwon was a fun one to write! not bc i feel a little of what he feels, but bc he’s adorable with daniel and having him be unsure was fun to write. jungwon is pretty self-assured in this fic, but with daniel, he’s not really sure what he’s doing. 

heeseung feels secure enough with jake that he’s willing to sing in front of him, which is something he doesn’t do. jake is very naive about relationships and hee’s feelings for him, but heeseung kind of brings him down back to reality with the scene from han river. heeseung is getting over a breakup and that stuff takes a while, so that’s why i didn’t let them get together too fast. hee knows how jake feels about him and he doesn’t want to ruin it by jumping into things so fast. 

sunoo is super friendly and too trusting with people, which is both a blessing and a curse. niki and him have been attached to the hip since their friendship started and niki sees sunoo as a very very dear friend to him. bc who else lets him sleep in his bed and who else buys him taiyaki everyday? that’s right, it’s his sunoo hyung. sunoo also cares for niki a lot and they’re just very sweet. 

what i did well and what i didn’t 

okay this is debatable, but i did like how i wrote the developing relationships in this, mostly the ones that weren’t the main jayhoon arc. i liked the way i wrote jungwon and daniel’s little friction and i loved heejake’s confession scene. 

the humour in this was a little weak for me, but it was my first attempt at writing it so it’s forgivable. 

i just wished i wrote the main relationship better. i feel like it took a while at the beginning and suddenly went from 49 to 27403 real quick. if i were to rewrite it, i’d give them a lot more time to pine as that stage before friends and maybe insert more conflict. 

i’d give jay a stronger conflict other than trying to befriend with sunghoon. his character felt very 1d for me and i didn’t like that. i needed to develop him more tbh LMAOOO 

music! 

anti-romantic by txt

perhaps love by eric nam ft cheeze

love poem by iu 

give love by akmu 

hope ur ok by olivia rodrigo 

only yoou by yand da il 

references for sunghoon’s ice skating 

sunghoon’s white outfit in the youtube video with ryujin 

sunghoon’s black outfit in nationals 

the reference pic jay draws of sunghoon (which seon sees) 

if you read the fic, i’d like to say thank you! i had a lot of fun writing this and seeing everyone’s reactions to the plot twists was super fun hehehehe i genuinely loved doing it even tho it gave me a lot stress! thank u for reading this if u read it too LMAOOOOO 

i forgot to mention but CLARI I PASSED MY FINALS. now i can use my one braincell to read fanfics and write im so happy 🥺. this also brings a question to mind: how do touya and dabi celebrate things? and is it different when the reader gets involved? i know you mentioned touya is a philosophy major (which ouch btw), but does he reward himself for passing? i can see him rewarding dabi and reader, but he reeks of the type to not do good things for himself 🤔(but maybe das just me)

MAY MY LUV THAT’S FANTASTIC CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!!!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉 hehehehe YAYYYYYY i’m so proud of you!!!!!! <33333

OOOOH very good questions!!! I LOVE THE TWINS SO MUCH AAAAAH LET’S GET INTO IT

touya is genuinely and truly a Rich Kid in every sense of the word, and he loves luxury and extravagance. as such, his celebrations are very over the top. you got an 80 on your paper? time for a weekend getaway to an expensive spa in the mountains. you answered a question in lecture today despite having extreme social anxiety? you’re having dinner at your favourite and most lavish restaurant. you did something sweet and selfless for him? expect him to return it tenfold, because he loves you so much, and that’s just the type of person he is--which means he REALLY loves to go all out for birthday parties; specifically yours, and his + his twin’s (much to dabi’s distaste). touya literally finds satisfaction and self worth in spoiling those he loves (including himself!). he’ll buy himself a ten thousand dollar watch for simply closing a good deal or acing a test he knew he’d get near perfect on anyway, coming home to show you all of its glitter and sheen like babe, i’m fucking awesome aren’t i? he’s quite confident lmao he knows he’s smart, knows he’s sly, and knows he’s gorgeous as heck <3

touya also goes all out for all holidays, but specifically valentine’s day and christmas. especially christmas.

dabi shares touya’s knack for being extremely charismatic and manipulative, and can be quite sociable when he wants to be, but that isn’t how he prefers to spend a celebration. he’s an introvert by nature, so he enjoys smaller get togethers that aren’t so GRAND and expensive. his idea of the perfect celebration involves his close friends, his twin, and you, doing something fairly lowkey and just hanging out. he’d probably cry if he came home after a big (illegal) achievement to you having built a cute lil blanket fort complete with his favourite snacks/food and his favourite films ready to go. he’d also enjoy a cute lil grilling party or something, as he enjoys grilling!

when it comes to celebrating your achievements, dabi’s an absolute mess. he’s really not good at it, and he’s terrified he’ll mess it up and ruin your high, so he mostly just tags along with touya and lets his older twin handle the whole thing. but he’s still proud of you, and he always tells you so, even if it comes out a little botched and trembly, hacked to pieces by his nervous, uneven breathing. and, if it’s something BIG, and he knows it was important to you, he’ll make you something (as he’s quite gifted in the arts!). he spends weeks stressing over it, though, and his hands quiver when he hands it to you, jaw clenched as he spits something out through his teeth. but you get it, you understand the sentiment behind it <3 (and he always apologizes for being harsh when he hands it to you, later when you’re tangled up in that massive bed with the two of them <3)

dabi always feels a little awkward on valentine’s day, but he still tries his best, always gifting you and touya each something special, something thoughtful, because that’s how dabi is. he hates christmas, so he’s quite a bit of a grinch around december, but he’ll soften up a little if you feed him some christmas cookies <333

no no, you’re partially right!! touya thinks very, very highly of himself, but he’s also such a caregiver type (for very select people) and he becomes uncharacteristically selfless in their presence. and, because he’s with dabi + reader so often and truly takes care of the both of them in more ways than one, his own self-care does fall through the cracks. but!!!!! dabi and reader are always right there to catch it or pick it back up again <33 they’ll do nice and sweet things for him as well, because they know how hard he works. as such, touya regularly returns home to be greeted with his favourite homemade meals and mind-blowing sex <3

Des checks in but she can’t check out (OC story staring my buddy sparkle)

Des Checks in, but she can't check out

Malcore stared at his sister in a mixture of shock and amusement, as they sat at his place having supper. It was a few days before Des's 18th birthday and since Malcore had to work the night of her birthday, he'd invited her over to his small one bedroom apartment for a few drinks and a birthday dinner. in fact they were on their 3rd glass of rye and coke when Des had told Malcore what it was she wanted for her birthday. shaking his head, he just reached over and took her drink away. "Ok, clearly I was wrong, you can't handle the good stuff and your cut off." he laughed. "malcorrrrre!" Des whined. "I'm not drunk!" "I think you are. Otherwise you wouldn't of asked me to commit you to a mental asylum for a week so you could be treated like a baby." Malcore said, sipping his own drink. "Stop being a butt head about this!I know what I want!" Des whined again and pouted. "And you told me I could have whatever I wanted! and this is what I want!" Malcore rolled his eyes, but let her have her glass back and finished off the last of his steak, thinking. "Ok Des, let's say I do decide to help you with this. first and foremost..you living with mom and dad still. I think their gonna notice you missing for a week." Malcore pointed out. "They actually won a cruise and so their gonna be gone for a whole month. they're gonna trust me to stay by myself at home...so they'll never know." Des said and smiled. "..So your rewarding their trust by...Ok ok..never mind. Secondly, How exactly am i suppose to get you locked up in the loony bin, and treated like a baby? I'm not exactly made of money you know." Malcore pointed out, gesturing to his tiny place. "Ooook sooo I found a place that does more.. temp placements and hold patients while the family gets things ready at home. it's not free but I got the money to cover for it! I've been saving up all year for this." Des said proudly, flashing her toothy grin. "..Ok, who's gonna look after Mom and dad's place while your in the nut house drooling on yourself in a strait jacket?" "A duh, YOU! You job is actually closer to their place AND they have AC and a satellite dish. all the channels you could want and you just have to mow the grass. Plus their fridge is stocked." "..I'll THINK about it, but one's thing for sure Des.." malcore said, smirking and taking a drink. "whats that?" She asked. "Either way you SHOULD be in the nut house. your bonkers." he teased.

two days after Des's birthday, Her and malcore saw they're parents off on their cruise and malcore promised to look after Des and make sure she stayed out of trouble. He still hadn't given her his answer yet but as they walked to their parents car he made her sit in the back seat 'where little babies belonged.' Pulling out of the parking lot she was a little disappointed as they started on the route back to the house. "Sooo uh.. guessing thats a no on my gift..huh?" she asked, sounding a little disappointed. "Des did you really think I'd just drive you up to the nut house and take you in like this and get you put in there for a week?" Malcore asked, looking in the rear view mirror and seeing her pout. "I..I dunno." she huffed. "Think about it Des..if you want them to believe you think your a big baby damage to yourself we have to dress you for the part first." malcore said and smirked. "Then..then you're gonna do it?!" Des squealed, and went to lunge forward to hug him and got caught by her seat belt. "Pffft, DORK! and yeah, but we're gonna have to sell it..so I hope you have some babyish outfits at home..and lots of diapers." "heh, you bet your butt I do!"

Malcore hadn't been sure what to expect when Des pulled out her little suitcase of goodies out from under her bed, but he knew it was going to be a mixture of cute and funny. and he wasn't disappointed. thick white disposables diapers, Disney print ones, and even some cloth diapers with a pair of locking plastic panties, with ruffles on the butt. aside from the diapers she had a few different t-shirts with phases on them like 'mommies widdle stinker' and 'daddies girl' and 'caution: full load'. finishing off his sisters little collection of kink, was a matching light pink baby booties and baby mittens, both of them lockable. "well I think we know what your mostly gonna be wearing to prove your helpless and a big baby." Malcore joked, nodding at all the lockable stuff. "you got a preference on which t-shirt you wear in?" he asked, then noticed a bottle of mad lax in one of the pockets. "huh, I thought they stopped making this stuff after it kept being used in so many pranks and so many kids were crapping their pants." "Oh heh, I uh, got the last bottle before it was pulled. only used it once or twice, the stuff is WAY too powerful." Des said sheepishly. "I was crapping myself with like NO control for a day and..a..half.." She trailed off as she noted the look on Malcore's face. "Noooo no no no no no!" she said, waving her hands back and forth. "oh come on, you wanna be put in a strait jacket and left to poop yourself, but some mad lax is too much for you? don't be such a baby." Malcore laughed and winked. "..See when you put it like that.." She said, giggling a little. "Andddd I dunno.. what shirt do you think will work best?" "Caution, full load for sure. now go and get a shower in and uh.. shave..you know.." Malcore said, suddenly blushing and looking uncomfortable. "Huh? why?" "Because well, do you think we'd let a big baby have big girl hair? sides it'll give you one last chance to think about whether or not you really want this." malcore said. Des blew a raspberry but marched off. "..the shit I do to make my little sister happy." the 20 year old grumbled. "I HEARD THAT!"

all squeaky clean, Des practically skipped her way back into her room, on cloud nine and eager to get dressed like the big baby she knew she was. no being a dumb stinky big girl for a whole week, with the added benefits of being helpless and she was sure there would be at least some humiliation involved too.. it was everything a total diaper dork big baby like her could hope for! coming into the room she saw Malcore had gotten the diapers all ready for her as well as the rest of her soon to be attire and as a nice little bonus, had prepped a sippy cup for the big baby ('hehehehe thats me!' she thought) to drink. "Last chance to bail and just I dunno, waddle around the house and I'll tease you." Malcore said, smirking. "..wait, that was a option?" asked asked, putting a blank look on her face. "..Uh..yeah of cou-" "Kidding! I knew that dork. it won't be the same!" Des said and burst out laughing. "..Somebody wants a spanking before her butt goes back in diapers huh?" Malcore said dryly. "Threaten ME with a good time!" "andddd my kink limit has been hit. come on doofus, get over here so big brother can get you back in your diapie wipies." Des giggled and walked over, dropping her towel and planting her butt on the thick terry cloth diaper and grinned like a fool as malcore powdered her and then pinned them nice and snug. "where's your bank card so I can pay for this whole little trip back to baby land for you?" He asked, tugging the t-shirt on her then holding out the plastic panties for her to step into. "oh, I just have it all in cash, it's in my night stand." Des said, holding onto Malcore as she stepped into the plastic pants. "And I think you mighta gone too thick with the diapers, I don't think the plastic panties are gon- URK!" Des was cut off as Malcore yanked up with the panties, lifting her up off her feet for a second and letting her weight force them over the thick cloth diapers, making them bludge and puff out, then locked them tight. He also gave her the mother of all diaper wedgies as he let her plop down onto her pampered butt. "You were saying?"  he asked. "Son of a bisket eating weevil, that HURT you butt!" she huffed. "Aww widdle baby Des can handle spanking but not a widdle wedgie?" he asked in a mocking baby tone. Des glared at him but then he reached down and tapped a finger on the end of her nose. "boop!" this, much like it had when they were 3 and 5, made her break into helpless giggles.

with the mittens and booties clicked into place, and Des using both hands to hold the sippy cup in place as she chugged, malcore lead the way out to the car, which was parked back in the garage. sure it could of been cute to make her waddle into the driveway like this but since they hadn't been able to find a skirt, let alone pants that could of covered her massive diapered ass malcore was glad he had parked inside. 'That's all we need, noisy ms.Johnson from across the street seeing Des in all her diaper dork glory.' with Des strapped into the backseat, and Malcore having all her monies in his wallet, they drove off to go and commit Des to a week of babyhood, though before they even reached the end of the block Malcore was rolling down the windows and glaring at the rear view mirror at a blushing Des. "I-I told you this stuff works quick.." She whined.

The Nurse at the front desk for oaks mental placement ward had seen a lot of things in her 3 years on the job. People who thought they were kitties, a guy who insisted her was Bill Clinton..and even one man who turned to go super sayain has his parents had dragged him in. Today she smelled the newest arrival far before she saw her, and raised a eyebrow at the sight of a young man leading in a girl dressed like a big baby, and judging from the funk in the air the blond girl was living up to the disclaimer on her t-shirt. "Malllcorrrrre, I wanna go pway wiff da other babies at da park!" the blond girl was whining. "Just hang on Des, Big brother needs to talk with the nice lady." the Brown haired man was saying, Malcore the nurse assumed. "Excuse me, who do I talk to about admitting my sister for a week?" he asked. "Whattt? nu admitting! wanna stay with ou!" the blond girl whined and started to have a full on fit, slapping at malcore and looking like a big stinky toddler. the nurse was forced to call two orderlies out, and then lead Malcore to go and talk with her boss.

Des put up the best fight she could, not that she wanted to get away, but she wanted to make sure they felt the need to restrain her as tight as possible for her stay. She also nipped at fingers and was rewarded with a big fat pacifier gag being forced in her mouth and strapped around her head. she suckled on it and fussed, till a hard swat on her squishy rear made her knees wobble, then she was dumped into a large medical crib, too high for her to climb out of even if she hadn't of been in a massive diaper that had been loaded to the brim. Getting to her knees she held onto the bar's with her mitten hands and glared at the two missing link's that were the orderlies. "Sheesh, this ones gonna be a handful, I can already tell." "no shit Sherlock. I don't care WHAT her brother says, I'm getting a strait jacket for her." the other one said, rubbing his eye where Des had scored a lucky hit. "heh, think spanking will be part of her treatment?" the first one asked, shaking his hand where Des had bitten his fingers. "because I could go for tanning her bratty backside." '..This..this might of been a mistake.' Des was realizing for the first time as she whined and backed away from the two, landing on her mushy back side and letting out a loud wet sounding fart. "Ugh! Christ! what did she eat, road killed skunk!?!"

In the head office Malcore was just finishing up the last of the paper work, it had been stupid easy to get Des signed in..it almost seemed like the guy running the place KNEW what was really going on but didn't mind as long as malcore could pay for Baby Des's stay. it had taken the better part of a hour and in that time Malcore had given over the key and given permission for them to get Des changed, in more ways then one and also given them free reign to use whatever treatments they deemed needed to keep her safe from harming herself, and even allowed corporal punishment if they felt it was warranted. One small change though from the original plan, unknown to Des though she would soon find out..was that Malcore hadn't just paid for one week like the little dork wanted. As it turned out the place hadn't cost as much as Des had assumed, and so, being the -kind- and loving big brother he was.. Malcore had signed her up for three weeks. Of course he'd be lying if he said the temptation to enjoy his parents house hadn't played a role in this, but he also figured after three weeks in baby bondage land Des would either be cured of her need for this darker side of her fetish..or hug him like crazy and thank him for making it real. he was ready to flip that coin. "Well, i think that about does it." Dr. Altez said, shaking Malcore's hand. "Would you like to see your sister before taking off to supervise the constitution of her new nursery.?" "of course, though i don't think she's gonna be very happy with me. I did after tell her we were going to the park." Malcore chuckled, getting up and leaving with the good doctor. "heh, well we all do what we must." Walking down the hallway Malcore was lead into the nursery, where a series of cribs were set up and there was a changing table. the carpeting was nice and plush and there was a animal print on the walls and from the looks of it, a toy chest just filled with nice soft toys that Des would be able to play with, if she could earn good girl time. Sitting in a crib by the back of the room however was Des who was mumbling before her paci gag. She'd been changed from her soiled padding of course, and was now in a thick wet plastic diaper and a light pink straitjacket that had her arms trapped at her sides. her booties had been replaced and -snk-, her hair had been brushed and put into pig tails. the paci gag had a cute little pink mouth guard on it and she was wearing a little bib..mostly because with all the grumbling and muffled protests she was trying to do she had a stream of drool going down her chin. rocking back and forth and clearly trying to get her arms free, Des cried out around the gag and tried to get up only to fall on her face , though the mattress of the crib was soft enough she didn't hurt herself. "would you like a moment alone with her to say bye bye?" The good doctor asked. "Yes please." malcore said. Once they were alone, Malcore walked over and leaned over the crib bars, down at Des. "Well dork, having fun yet?" malcore asked. Des glared at him and started to shake her head no. "ah ah ah, beeee honest~" Malcore scolded, wagging a finger. She stopped, then closed her eyes and nodded. "Good, I'm glad you having fun, I know this might seem a little scary at times, but I'm sure you'll get used it before your first week is up." malcore said. That got her attention and Des's eyes went wide, and she gave him a questioning look. "oh yeah, I decided since it was cheaper then we thought, to give you -THREE- weeks in baby land. I didn't think you'd mind, but on the off chance you do..well.. No one will care. I've already given consent for the paci gag to stay in save for when you're being feed, which will be bottle feeding of formula, and I've okayed them spanking you if you get out of line. I ALSO.." and malcore gave a evil little grin. "Told them how much you loooove sitting in poopie diapers..so asked that they let you sit in everyone for at least half a hour." at this Malcore reached in and patted Des's head, as she glared and shook, going red in the face and trying to yell at him. "Aww, no need to thank me, your my BABY sister after all, i just want you to be happy. and who knows, Maybe mom and dad will decide to extend their cruise and I'll pay out of my own pocket for you to stay awhile longer." Des was whimpering and whining now, shaking her head. "Des calm down, we both know you're going to enjoy the hell out of this, this is exactly what you wanted. I'm just giving it to you for longer then you wanted. I promise I'll come and visit you every couple of days." Malcore said and patted her head. Des whined and trying to pull away, but the head pats apparently felt nice and she relaxed. Maybe she relaxed a little too much as a wet bubbly fart escaped and the back of her diaper started to puff out. "heh, and that's my cue to leave. Bye bye baby des. Have fun~" Malcore coo'ed and walked away, stopping at the door. "and remember, big brother loves you~" he said with a wink, then walked out as Des did the only thing she could. and finished loading her diapies.

The end

April 23, 2021

i woke up almost 10 na today doeee heheh mas dugay na kesa last days but ion also like dapat 9:30 lang cos tapulan na dayon ko doe if lapas na ana haahhah issa i tunaw iced coffee doe but i didnt work heheh see issa ma unproductive jd ko if almost 10 na mata so dapat 9:30-9:45 lang!!

issa i tot dis day gonna be unproductive doeee cos not productive ako morning and da weather so nice and just wanna rest but at 1pm kay nag group call mi cos nag finalize sa isa ka final paper for one sub and niapil ko tas 3pm na nahuman sooo dugaaay 🤦🏻‍♀️ i was so sleepy na pajd doeee and bugnaw pajd room ni mommy nya kaligoon napd au ko doeee aishhh issa naka sleep gyd ko doe kamulo minaw sailaha!! 🤦🏻‍♀️ i think ka sleep ko 20 mins doeeee hahah but issa after dat nag tabang man ko arrange sa RRL doeee heheh and omggg mana jd mi sa isa ka final paper!!! gi save to pdf najd so final na hahahha

after dat naligo na gyd ko doeee feels nice to ligooo hehe and just ate snacks after mom made giant cookies das what i ate lang heheh and nag watch lang dayon ko kdrama in da tv heheheh but then i got busy napd again cos i edit ur video doeeee na stop ako kdrama time huuuh aishhh but atleast i’m done napd with one of ur vid ehhehehhe affer dat issa nag work nalang pd ko sako semi-finals nga pila na nako ka days gi baliwala hahahhaa and i finished it na gyd yeheeeyyyy!!!!!

and then sunod2 na dayon ako gi do doeee help tka saimo franchise paper issa dapat put ko ninyo there huh heheh but issa pagka 9 kay nag play mi CODM ni kyla and janica doeee hehe and mga 4 games pd to issa 1 hour kapin nalowbat gyd ko aishhh but i like cos not na lag net hehehhe yaaay das why also dugay kyko ka start saimo franchise paper cos nag dula pko hahahah

but das all doeee i palong da laptop 11 na and im sleepy na doeee 🤦🏻‍♀️ i think no kdrama na tonight huhuhu cos nag scroll2 nalang pd ko but das ok heheheh tom nalang and sa sunday!!!

i hope u had a good day todaaay doeee hapit najd ta human sato 3rd year 😭😭😭 issa gudluck to us!!!! and have fun tom doeee amping always

update: its 1:02 am and gikan ko lablab kang baby and karma doeee!! cos gkan man ko watch kdrama and mag sleep na unta ko but nihapit ko fb doe and ko na see vid nga naay smol dog natagak sa pool huhu and gi rescue sya sa isa ka big dogggg like iya kauban sa house and dugay jd au narescue but wala sya gi byaan huhu and i lablab chivas doe cos naa man sya sko bed i told him not pa sya pwede ma dead or ma in danger hmppfff dat video made me want to lablab my dogs doe cos scared ko mawala sila huhu and nakonsenya ko doe cos ako spank baby kanina kay gaawayon niya karma and saba au sya doeee and i know sa ubos ra sya ga sleep so go ko there ako sya lablab and nag sorry ko doeee and karma da idiot murag mahadlok sya go down but ga cry sya doeee 🤦🏻‍♀️ so adto ko taas ako sya lablab very happy da idiot and gi ambakan pako para mag kiss aishhhh idiot gyyd ehehhe das ol sleep nko bye

think fast | knj

pairing: namjoon x reader

genre: fluff, humor

word count: 734

summary: using your last ounces of energy to study for finals, your boyfriend stops by for an unexpected visit. college!au

request made by @jingularityy mah boo 🗿🗿🗿

bless ur soul @magicshmoop for da help

10) “If you use up all the hot water again, I swear to god! You’re on the couch for a month!!”

28) “You’re still mad?”

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You had completely knocked out on top of your desk. Paperwork and pencils were scattered all around your spraweld, motionless form. Finals season meant one thing: incessant studying accompanied by perpetual stress.

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As usual you decided to hold off on everything and do everything last minute which resulted in you barely managing a wink of sleep and extra espresso shots in your usual coffee order. The loud, consistent knocks coming from your door stirred you awake. You groaned in annoyance as you stumbled to your door, nearly tripping over an open textbook in the process.

“Wonder who it is.“ you sarcastically mumbled to yourself as you open the door.

“What do you want, Joon?” you confronted him at the door with your disheveled hair.

“Uh, are you okay?” he asked with his face scrunched in concern. You felt grouchier than usual today, and that’s a lot to say since finals had been biting you back in the ass.

“Yes, I’m fine.” you spoke to him as you turned on your heel to go back to your desk.

He hesitantly steps in, “You’re still mad? Right?” he asks, realizing your reason for your attitude.

“You fucking broke my shower head.” you stated exasperatedly, far too lazy to raise your voice at him.

He sighs, stepping farther into your room and shutting the door behind him, “I’ve been working extra shifts to try to pay for it, I swear.” he told you.

Your head shoots up at his statement. “Why can I never stay mad at you for more than two minutes?” you whined to him as he chuckled.

“I try.” he said as he he turned you around to stare into your eyes lovingly, which startled you. Well, shit.

He plops down onto your bed and you accompany the space next to him, “I just can’t wait til we can get out of here.” you rest your head on on the place where his neck meets his shoulder, pulling him closer with his shirt’s fabric in your fists. “To be on our own. Live our life however we want. Not cooped up in these small ass dorms scraping any possible way just to pay rent and tuition.”

“It doesn’t have to be like that.” A comforting hand strokes your hair softly as the other holds you close to him by the waist. “You can prove everyone wrong baby.” he reassures you with confidence in his voice.

“Easier said than done Joon.” you reply sadly, looking up at him and slightly pushing away as you put your head in your hands out of frustration.

“You know it’s not always gonna be like this. The road to success is always under construction after all.”

“Very profound as always, love.” you scoffed as you turned and crashed face first onto your pillow.

He follows suit after you, belly flopping onto the pillow next to you, “I think what you need is a nice, relaxing, hot, shower!” he suggested as he waved the new shower head in your face. You jolted up from your bed as your eyes opened wide at the sight.

“You’re kidding, you already have it! Thank you!Thank you! Thank you!” you leaped out of your bed as you took the shower head from his hands and danced around your room.

“You’re such a dweeb.” he teased as he watched your sad attempt to moonwalk around your bed, celebrating the fact that you just got a goddamn shower head.

Wow, the things that college does to you.

You halt in your movements, crossing your arms with a pout, “Do you still wanna take showers here or what?” you threaten him as you gave him... the glare. *shudders*

“Okay okay, I’ll stop.” he chuckled as you rolled your eyes.

“I swear, If you use up all the hot water again, I swear to god! You’re on the couch for a month!!”

He’s quickly defensive, claiming, “It was accident!”

“Uhh, it happened 3 times!” you retaliated, as you stomp your foot in annoyance.

“I forgot you were in the shower..” he fibbed, furrowing his brow and pushing his bottom lip out in a pout.

“Mhm, definitely believe that.” you denied his protests.

“Anyways, I’ll actually take your advice and go shower.” you mumbled, yawning deeply as you go through your dresser to get some clothes.

“Am I invited?” he questioned you with a smirk painted across his lips.

You scanned the bathroom to find the closest tangible thing in your grasp. Your eyes land on a bar of soap that you decide to hurl at your boyfriend’s lanky figure.

“THINK FAST!”

“WOAH!!!” he shouted with as he jumped on your bed, dodging the soap bar.

“Hehehehe,” you chuckled devilishly as you slowly closed the door, teasing him as you stuck your tongue out in victory.

He sat back down on your bed as he chimed to himself,

“I’ll get her back one day.”

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