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sighs-deeply-and-dreadfully · 1 year

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Hihi!! Can I possibly request a wally x male reader? (He/Him!) Drabble with Wally who gets giddy and giggly at being called his boyfriend :)? maybe with some hand holding and happy kisses too! (Or really just some soft fluff!)

Although if you do end up doing this and feel you’re more inspired by changing stuff(or by doing headcanons instead of a Drabble) please do!! Your writing is soso fun and honestly whatever you change or add will be interesting to read

HAHAHEHA,, FLUFF…. /pos HEHE

I’ll gladly write for this!! I find this prompt adorable :]

And thank you!! I’m glad you guys all seem to like my writing so much, it makes me really happy to hear HAHAH!!!

Peaceful Day

Wally Darling x M!Reader

Drabble Format, Romantic Relationship

It had been a slow day in the neighbourhood, with soft pillowy clouds drifting by in the big blue above. Sunny, but dappled, the air was slightly chill with the occasional warm breeze that gently ruffled the grass. It was peaceful, just a slow and soft day. You found yourself snuggled up with your boyfriend, Wally, currently curled up somewhere under a tree. He had been idly sketching some of the scenery around, pressed up to your side as he hummed about random snippets of tunes to himself.

At some point, he’d lay down his pencil, instead taking about to nuzzling into your side as he murmured something sappy under his breathe. When you gave a questioning hum, he’d just chuckle— idly reaching over to snag your hand with his.

“I said.. you looked.. nice.” He smiled as he spoke, lifting your hand to cup his cheek as he held it.

As you went to thank him, maybe even return a compliment, you soon heard someone calling your name from the distance— and it seemed to be Sally. As she walked over, she’d smile.

“Hey! What’re you up to?” She looked just to you, and you suspected— from where she stood in reference to the tree— she just.. straight up couldn’t see Wally. So, you— somewhat proudly— stated you were with your darling little boyfriend as you pulled him a bit into view. He had the express of a deer in headlights, for a small moment, before his gaze just.. shifted up to you, pupils slowly blowing wide. You didn’t notice, though, you were just looking to Sally.

“Ohh!! Pffhaha— my baaad! Should I leave you two lovebirds alone?” Cooing playfully, a bit teasingly, she’d soon snicker as you shoo’d her away. “Okay, okay! Byeee!“

As she turned to walk away, she’d call out to you again. “I’ll talk to you later, when you’re not busy being all lovey dovey and mushyyy.”

With that, she properly left, making obnoxious kissie sounds all the way. She meant well, just kidding around, and you gave a light laugh. But, when you looked back to Wally, his eyes still seemed to be blown large as he just.. stared at you. Tilting your head, you’d ask him what was up with a small laugh.

It’d take him a second to seemingly snap into reality, before he smiled.

“.. boyfriend?”

His usual flat voice was tinged a bit with a subdued sort of excitement, and maybe a bit bashful. With a laugh, you answer him.

“Yesss..? That’s what you are, to me, you goof.”

He’d seem to kind of just melt in on himself, lifting a hand to hold his own cheek before giggling.

“I know,.. it just.. I don’t know..” He’d giggle again, shutting his eyes a bit as he squished his face. He seemed to be flushed up. “Feels.. nice to.. hear you call me that..?”

Giving a sound of endearment, you’d gently catch his face by his cheeks— cupping them with his hands. As he giggled, he’d place his hands overtop yours, still flushed.

His eyes would open, blown wide as he stared at you.

“.. hi.”

Giving a dopey little giggle, he’d seemingly kick his legs a bit from where they rested— as he was sitting on his side. Gently, he’d squish your hands with his own before burying his face away into them. Though, just a second later, he’d peek back up.

“Hey, come here..”

Raising a brow, you’d lean down closer to him, to which he’d hold your hands a bit firmer— gently sliding to just hold your hands instead of letting them cup his cheeks. With that, he’d lean in, giving you a kiss— which, for him, consisted of just kind of pressing his face to yours, saying ‘Mwah!!’, and drawing back. He was even more flushed when he withdrew, still giddily giggling.

From there, you two just took turns giving each other a little smooch as he seemed to giggle a bit more with each one. And, eventually, he’d somewhat just— flop onto you, which usually meant he just.. wanted to be held, so you snaked your arms around him. He’d go entirely limp in your embrace, still giggling— a few gushy, affection words strewn in as he nuzzled at you. Giving him a small squish, you’d sit back down against the tree as he half-sat-half-laid on you— still mumbling slurred, giggled words of adoration.

You eventually heard him murmur a little “I love youuu..” from down there, and you returned the sentiment with a laugh. He’d seem to vibrate a smidge, before lifting his hands to flap them a bit, smiling.

I love writing fluff so much im going to explode AAH Hajajsjajjajd /pos

I hope this was nice to read!!!! It was really fun and nice to write HEHAHDHS I cannot express how much I love goopy squishy fluff like this aaAAh HEHEH

Thank you for requesting!! Have a lovely day!!! :]

#sighsdeeplyanddreadfully #wally darling #wally darling x reader #reader insert #welcome home #welcome home wally darling #x reader

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txtistheloml · 6 months

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Tbh I haven’t requested anything on tumbler for a while so I hope this is right EL OH EL. anyway I love your writing 🫵 and I wanted to see if you could write how the txt members would act if they figured out their s/o was in college for teaching English as a second language in schools. Kinda like how it’s a requirement in certain schools to learn a second language? It’s what I’m working on and I think it’s so cool!! Thank you pookie 🫶

ahhhh thank u :(( im so glad there are people who thinks my writing isnt shit hehe (sorry i took so long to answer this ask!!! i wuv u)

you teach english? - ot5

genre! fluff

pairing! ot5 x gn!reader (seperate)

warnings! petnames (baby), my broken attempt at humor n ofc cutesy hehe

a/n! kinda shit quality TT im not so good at these type of things but i tried my best!!! :< (i dont actually know how it works so i made some bs up 💀)

choi yeonjun

i'd say he'd be so proud hehe

espc if you've mentioned to him that you wanted to teach before

he's pretty fluent in english himself so i see him being like "ooh, do you need help baby? i can help!" when you're reviewing the teaching materials the night before

starts spewing nonsense slangs to you tryna be all goofy LOL

"yo wsp, im the rizz king, skrrt!" these typa things :< (im high)

choi soobin

omg really?! typa vibes from him

yk that face he makes when he goes "wah..."

thats his face to you when you tell him you're teaching english

"teach me too..."

he'd try n learn together with you when you're preparing for the next class

gets free lessons out of you hehhehe (boyfie privileges :3)

choi beomgyu

"no way how'd you get picked..."

goofing around saying how would you get picked when ur english is shit (ofc he doesnt mean it <3)

jokes aside he'd be so proud like

"my baby teaches english!!!"

stuck to your side 25/8 when you're reading up materials

stays up with you till the demon hour when you stay up late to prepare lessons :>

kang taehyun

curious baby...

his english is just so cute n he'd be like "how do you read this word y/n... touchie!"

another one that wants you to teach him :>

while you read a set of materials he's reading another set LOL

i get the feeling he's the type to ask for tea on the students :3

gossiping with him is the best i believe...

helps you with making your sildes to the best extent he can :(

huening kai

another fluent english speaking hawaiian mf

let him rest his head on your shoulder from behind while you're working pls

helps you with some parts that you struggle with hehe

makes you simulate how you teach to him LOL

standing ovation for you when you finish 'teaching' him

he'd just be so sweet n supportive tbh (all the other members too!!)

taglist! @huckleberrykai (send an ask if u want to join n pls specify sfw or nsfw !!)

pls give feedback :( i want to know what areas i can improve in!!! this applies to all my other works too okie

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aclowntiny · 9 months

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🔮Enhypen as Hogwarts Students🪄

Hope you enjoy! Just like the others, these will be the bases for the Hogwarts AUs I’m sure to write >:3

(I love these boys look at them 🥺)

Jungwon

☆ "You're a humble one, aren't you?" "Er, yes sir?" Jungwon smiles sheepishly at the possible compliment, answering the Sorting Hat with respect. "Hardworking, too," the talking garment continues, "and you don't seem to care about obstacles as long as you get the job done. You're a Hufflepuff!" Jungwon thanks the hat as he leaps off the stool, feeling a sense of joy and accomplishment that the hat saw those qualities in him.

☆ He’s a Muggleborn, or so he thinks until he’s taken in by his Squib grandmother, who reveals his parents were just hesitant about talking about magic to him. He grows up mostly in the non-magical world, but his grandma does teach him how to cultivate some of the magical plants she’s sneaked into her garden 👀

☆ Because of his time spent with his grandma, he goes to Hogwarts loving Herbology immediately, becoming a quick favorite of Professor Sprout 😌 It's not his best subject, but he also enjoys Potions because even if it's hard, it has the funniest mistakes!

☆ There isn't a subject he really hates, but History of Magic is notoriously the most exhausting subject for a lot of students, so it's not exactly Jungwon's favorite.

☆ Jungwon is an avid Frog Choir member, but he also tries out for Quidditch and becomes a Chaser! He's a swift boy, known for darting out of the way of Bludgers and other players just in time 😌

☆ He’s overjoyed as he imagines a time when he was happiest and how happy he’ll feel if he summons a guardian in the form of a corporeal Patronus charm. As Jungwon casts the spell, he can see it taking shape, his heart filling as the image of a tuxedo cat bursts forth and into his arms.

Heeseung

☆ "Oh, a clever one!" The Sorting Hat comments as it touches Heeseung's head. "You've got a unique mind. A thinker, this one. Likes to discuss things. Good with a puzzle too. Must be Ravenclaw!" Isn't Ravenclaw the smart house? Well, that's something for Heeseung to live up to! He's excited to do his house proud.

☆ Heeseung is a Half-Blood, coming from a magical family but just not entirely upholding all the full blooded wizard stuff over the years. He literally could not care less about all that stuff, though, like hey, we all have the same powers 🤷🏻‍♀️

☆ One of the weirdos who actually likes Arithmancy lol Heeseung is just good at it and solving sequences is so satisfying! He also enjoys Defense Against the Dark Arts because it's the perfect combo of active and intellectual, one of few classes where students can actually be allowed to run around a bit, but it still keeps the wits sharp.

☆ Divination isn't bad, but it lowkey feels like a waste of time to him 💀 rather than hate it, though, he uses it as goof-off time hehe

☆ Quidditch all-star right here! Eventually becomes captain, in fact, and leads Ravenclaw to victory many a time. He's a Chaser, in charge of scoring and swift flying, and he tends to be in the central position.

☆ He doesn’t have a certain animal in mind, really. Heeseung tells himself he’d be happy with anything…but what if it’s a tiny mouse? Or something silly like a monkey? Shaking his head, he snaps out of it before reciting the spell, focusing his greatest joy into the shape that emerged. As the beautiful Clydesdale horse stands before him, all the nerves fade away into elation.

Jay

☆ “Cunning? Check. Ambition? Check. Goals? Check. You care what others think, don’t you?” Jay just sheepishly, almost imperceptibly, nods. “I try not to, but-” “This one’s a Slytherin!” Jay nods, too, not entirely surprised to be sorted into his father’s house. He admires its traits, though, feeling like being a Slytherin can shape a cool go-getter.

☆ The Parks are an old wizarding family for sure. Jay doesn’t want that privilege to carry him through everything, trying to keep that down in favor of his own hard work. It’s nice being well off in life, but he wants to be known as a strong person, not just another strong name being thrown around. If he’s offered the easy way, he’ll never take it.

☆ Potions star! Jay’s the only one of his friends who’s really good at that class at all tbh 😅 so he’s the de facto tutor. He also really enjoys Defense Against the Dark Arts, a class where he can have duels, be a dashing hero, & really show what he’s made of! Facing down fears is right up his alley.

☆ Ever since his watch got taken to use as a demonstration and he wasn't sure what it was getting turned into, Transfiguration sort of became Jay's least favorite class, at least in jest.

☆ Ends up taking one of Slytherin's Beater positions, daring to face Bludgers and fly up close and personal with all of Quidditch's threats! It gives him a rush, even if he's had a lot of near-misses the others still talk about. It’s a tight scheduling fit what with him joining Ghoul Studies, but worth every moment of it!

☆ Elbows and jokes abound as Jay gears up to try his hand at a Patronus, jests on all sorts of ridiculous animals getting tossed out. Ignoring the mirth, Jay goes zen, honing in on a memory as he shouts “Expecto Patronum!” A massive wingspan emerges as the eagle soars from his wand, earning looks of awe from Jay’s classmates and pride from the caster himself. He can’t help but reach for his Patronus in wonder, amazed himself that he created such an awesome creature.

Jake

☆ “Can be a bit headstrong,” the Sorting Hat mutters. “Really?” “Don’t act so surprised,” it chuckles, “you’re smart, kid. Got a daring side, though. Use that. That and your curiosity.” So what does this all mean? Jake thinks. “Alright,” the hat responds to his thought, “that clinches it! Ravenclaw!” Surprise fills Jake’s face as he was trying to predict what the hat would say.

☆ The Sims are Pure-Bloods, but Jake literally doesn’t find that out until he’s at Hogwarts because his parents don’t want any kids of theirs to feel like they’re any different just because their whole family tree has magic.

☆ Jake quite enjoys Astronomy, taking in the beauty of nature and recording it, but what he really enjoys is Care of Magical Creatures because he’s a pet owner and even the odd creatures (or, well, most of them) have him soft 🥺

☆ Jake prefers more natural and straightforward subjects, and Divination doesn't really seem real to him. Even a lot of witches and wizards don't believe in it, and it puzzles Jake a bit that there's no clear answers or basis to anything. He's more along the maths and sciences side, so to speak.

☆ Loves Quidditch! Tries out and joins Gryffindor’s team as a Chaser, which he adores because he gets to be part of a little mini team and support the others with his actions. Plus scoring is such a rush!

☆ Jake can’t help but think of his family, think of Layla, as he is asked to embody happiness in his life. Those thoughts guide him as he holds his wand up in anticipation, grinning at the light sliding from his wand. A golden retriever runs out to greet Jake, and he can’t help but grin. Maybe he thought of Layla more than he realized!

Sunghoon

☆ “Hm, bravery isn’t your strongest suit…” “Hey!” “You are focused on your goals. You know what you want in life.” “Yes.” “And you want some recognition for it?” “Y-yes, sometimes it is nice to have a-” “That settles it! Slytherin!” Sunghoon’s still a little salty that the hat kinda roasted him, but intrigued by his house enough to let it go and just join the others.

☆ Like Jake, comes from a big fat “blood traitor” Pure-Blood family we love to see it 😌 thinks it’s all so stupid he plays a love for Muggles and their culture up just out of spite honestly.

☆ Takes Muggle Studies for the bit and actually enjoys remembering the names of all those appliances and things, even if it's difficult to remember so many new words. A lot of the Slytherins are shook because the Sunghoon is writing a paper on telephones??? Dork Sunghoon excels at Charms, quick but precise and elegant casting that requires specific motions. He sees the intricacies in charms more than the average student, and his casting always looks fluid and flawless.

☆ Flying is not his friend- being that high up and feeling out of control scares him. Sunghoon will take the ground, thanks!

☆ Quite obviously, he does not try out for Quidditch, just attending all the games he can and focusing on other extracurriculars like music!

☆ He has plenty of happy memories to go off of, but Sunghoon isn’t sure if he’ll really be able to pull of a corporeal Patronus. He wants to more than anything, though, so he puts his whole heart into it, calling out the spell… only to summon forth a beautiful swan that captures his attention immediately as it gracefully skates in the air around him.

Sunoo

☆ “Could be Gryffindor…” The Sorting Hat ponders. Not Hufflepuff? Sunoo thinks, considering how he wants to be in the nice house. “I can hear you, you know. You are quite innocent. Very loyal, too. Very well- Hufflepuff!” Grinning, Sunoo skips to his table.

☆ He has Squib parents, so he grew up an odd mix of living like a Muggleborn and yet having total awareness of the wizarding world from other family members. Both his sister and he inherited powers, so he also hears about Hogwarts a few years before he goes.

☆ Enjoys Divination because it’s a fun and creative class. They get to drink tea! They get to talk about dreams they have! They get to make stuff up sometimes, frankly. It feels more fanciful and less pressuring than other classes. He also likes Care of Magical Creatures because not only does he love living things, but the presentations are enjoyable too!

☆ He loves looking at the sky, but Astronomy is a bit of a tough one because Sunoo is more of a creative mind than scientific. Calculating the positions of the stars is hard, why can't he just take pictures and appreciate the constellations?

☆ Thinks Quidditch looks really fun, so he tries out and that’s where they discover that Kim Sunoo is basically the perfect Seeker. Boy is a pro at finding stuff so he sees that snitch well before anyone else does. Straight up wins Hufflepuff games by points alone.

☆ Happiness is easy for Sunoo to find; it’s a short mental distance to reach as he has a positive attitude and more importantly lots of loved ones. His friends, his sister, truly his happy place is with his people. Thoughts of his people spur on the little light emerging from his wand, fading in favor of cheering and laughter at the adorable glowing quokka that rolls out.

Ni-Ki

☆ “You’d do well in Slytherin,” the Sorting Hat muses upon Nishimura Riki’s head, “if you want something, you go get it. Brave, though, and quite a tease. You enjoy life. I’d say… this one had better go to Gryffindor!” Riki feels like the Hat gave him lowkey whiplash, but he feels proud to be joining the house of lionhearts! It suits his adventure-seeking side for sure.

☆ He’s a Half-Blood, both of his parents having magic, but his mom is a Muggleborn so he gets the best of both worlds! Adores spending time with his Muggle grandparents and sometimes envies their simpler life even though he wants to become an amazing wizard.

☆ Takes Ancient Runes so he can write secret codes with his friends, but actually gets really invested in solving and deciphering all the questions and scripts he's given. Flying is another favorite of his, just the feeling of freedom and the wind in his hair is the most magical thing of all for Riki!

☆ Don't sit with Riki in Potions though unless you want things to splash and explode on you 💀 he's a bit of a wreck trying to brew potions and it's not even from intentional mischief like a lot of other things are!

☆ Bro best flyer??? Of course he’s going for a position on Slytherin’s team! And he gets it, landing Seeker because his choreography skills lend well to flying in complicated patterns just like his lil gold friend 😌

☆ Riki is beyond determined to cast a Patronus, to have the strength of mind and magic combined to produce his guardian. Digging his heels in, he brings forth a memory, smiling and laughing into the spell despite his moments-prior seriousness. As he calls out “Expecto Patronum!”, a fox leaps around, every bit as cunning, mischievous, and charming as its caster.

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen reactions #enhypen x reader #enhypen scenarios #jungwon #heeseung #jay #jake #sunghoon #sunoo #ni-ki #hogwarts au #enhypen hogwarts au

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ticklish-n-stuff · 3 months

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Happy New Year!!!

I herd requests were open, would Ler!Tsukasa Tenma and Lee!Reader be okay?

If so, for a senario maybe Tsukasa notices that reader appears down. And well, the world greatest star has to help! With hugs and tickles? Until the reader and him are both happy and smiling?? xjsnxjdjd (possibly he/they nicknames for reader?)

Again you don’t have to. Only if you’re comphy

Again again, Happiest NewYear! I love your work(s)!

His little star

HAPPY BELATED NEW YEAR I LOVE YOU SO MUCH💖💖💖

Can y'all believe I actually have a partner now?? Yeah me neither lmao

Anyways I wrote this in the middle of class like the irresponsible student I am, I hope you like it ✨️MY PARTNER✨️

Special thanks to @vicluvesu for helping me a bit hehe

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Tsukasa x reader (platonic)

Lee: reader

Ler: Tsukasa

Warnings: Tickles! Kasa being cringe/j

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“Now that I’ve saved you from this evil Alchemist, kiss me!” proclaimed that Tenma kid out loud, striking a dramatic pose while his script went flying out of his hand.

“Okay, I know THAT wasn’t in the script, you goof” you rolled your eyes in response, watching as he guffawed.

“Ihi’m sorry! I just really felt it in the moment” he smiled cheekily at you, only to notice that your mind isn’t fully present with him. You usually rolled your eyes in a playful way at his weird antics, but this time you weren’t fighting back a smile like normal. Your eyes weren’t as sparkly and there was a slight frown on your face. “Erm… you okay? You seem a little off…” his bright demeanor was quickly replaced with that concerned big brother look he usually gives when someone’s in distress.

“Huh– Oh! Sorry, I must’ve gotten distracted”

Tsukasa gave you a sad smile as he watched you try and fail to appear like you were fine. “Little star, you can tell me if something’s wrong, y’know?” he reassured, placing his hand on your shoulder and giving a comforting squeeze.

“It’s nothing, really” you shook your head. You were really being stubborn with the one and only Tenma Tsukasa, huh?

“It’s not nothing, although I won’t force you to tell me if you don’t want to. But…” his words trailed off. You couldn’t help but pick up on a slight lilt in his voice. When you looked at him, he gave you that giddy smile of someone who’s about to do something silly.

“I can’t really leave you all mopey, especially around me!~” his index finger started poking repeatedly up and down your side.

“H-huah?!” the sudden contact made you yelp in surprise, body stiffening to try to hold back any embarrassing reactions.

“C’mon, holding back around me is useless! I’m the tickle monster after all~” he gave you a cocky look as he slid behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist before vigorously digging into both sides.

“wAH— AHAHAHA! T-TSUKASA DOHOHON’T!” you squealed and flailed around, but his grip on you wouldn’t budge. Who knew he was that strong, or maybe you didn’t really wanna escape, who knows? Not like it matters, you were currently losing your pretty mind due to hysterics.

His nails would skitter along all those soft spots before squeezing you like one of those stuffed animals at his sekai. “Hahaha! Works everytime!~”

You couldn’t help but lean your head back, resting against his shoulder. Eyes shut tight, smile brighter than the sun, just like a true, shining star. It was such an overwhelming feeling on your torso and yet it felt good…? Although if he kept going, your legs might give out-

As if on cue, his nimble fingers slowed down. Tracing little stars over your sides to make you shiver and squirm, how fitting. Yet, it also helped calm you down, tugging your lips into a genuine smile this time. Tsukasa looked down at you like you were the most precious thing ever, making your cheeks flush to his amusement.

“Feeling better now, my little star?~☆”

You gave a soft nod, letting out a big sigh. For how long had you been holding that in? Who knows, but what matters is that now you feel much better. No thanks to that dork.

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#project sekai tickle fic #project sekai x reader #tsukasa tenma #tsukasa tenma x reader #ler!tsukasa #lee!reader

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wongyuseokie · 1 year

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Olive You | c.s.c

Summary: Your boyfriend attempts to cook you breakfast after tiring you out the night before. Only problem? He’s not the most talented cook, but he’s a determined lover.

☆ 18+ minors dni |☀︎fluff | ♕smutty behaviour | ♥ completed works

Word Count: 1186 words

Age: 18+

Pairings: Choi Seungcheol (S. Coups) x Female Reader

Genre/Trope(s)/AUs: Fluff, implied smutty behaviours

Content Warnings: Tooth rotting fluff, bad dad joke, explicit mentions of sexual activities.

Smut Warnings: None really, just mentions of sexual activities, and Y/N calls Cheol daddy, but it’s cute more than anything.

Authors Note: Thank you to @here4btsfics for listening to me yap about Seventeen and thirst and simp over S.Coups daily. You're just an absolute delight, and thank you for letting me drag you into the CARAT life. Thank you for the inspiration behind the fic and betaing this, too 🥺💕 Thank you to @yutasthetic for reading this over too and hearing me cry over Seventeen too!! 💕 Authors Note 2: I've recently become a CARAT and am very besotted by a certain Choi Seungcheol. I was just keen to write a little bit again hehe. This is my first time writing for another group, so lmk what y'all think. This is just a fluffy fic to simp over him. Banner Credits: @classicseffects Cross Posted to AO3 © wongyuseokie 2022. All rights reserved.

“I will break up with you the second I get my energy back,” you jokingly threatened your very handsome and shirtless boyfriend, who was trying his hardest not to laugh at your words and coo at the pout that graced your lips.

“You kept saying harder,” Seungcheol mumbled, making you pout more.

“I said harder, daddy,” you corrected, making Seungcheol smirk a bit.

“Oh, that you did. You were just a sweet girl for me,” Seungcheol praised, making you moan slightly and smack his bare chest.

“Don’t you dare! You watch your tongue. I’m too sore for you to turn me on!” You warned, making him laugh.

“It’s a good tongue. You seemed to like it when it was deep inside you. You tasted so sweet,” Seungcheol continued to praise you, making you whimper.

“I will break up with you if you keep doing this,” you whined, making him laugh as he pulled you into his chest.

“How’s this? Let me make you breakfast, and then I can spend the rest of the day pampering you for ruining your ability to walk straight?” Seungcheol offered, making you grin as you mumbled a yes into your boyfriend’s bare chest.

“Alright, you rest here, princess. Let me go make you a meal fit for a queen,” Seungcheol said excitedly as he moved to get out of bed, ensuring he was gentle with his movements. You were still very sore.

You had managed to hobble and limp your way into the shower and out. You realised that nearly an hour had passed, and your boyfriend still hadn’t returned with food, making you concerned, knowing his ability to goof up in the kitchen.

Despite his best intentions, you still recalled the night the green onions had a hint of soil on it because Seungcheol didn’t wash them. You laughed at the memory as you pulled on an oversized shirt. Well, it was his shirt, but you were dating him, and what was his was yours, especially his hoodies and shirts.

“Babe?” You called out as you headed down the stairs, cursing mentally when you realised that your voice, like your legs, was barely functioning. Damn your boyfriend for ruining you so wonderfully.

“Cheol?” You called out again, louder, gasping when you entered the kitchen.

“Uh,” you started to say when you took in the smoky kitchen, the running tap water, and the smoke from the toaster.

“I get you like destroying things, mainly me,” you said, pausing to wink at Seungcheol, “but the kitchen?” You asked, and Seungcheol groaned.

“It’s your fault. I hope you know that,” Seungcheol accused, making you giggle as you limped over to him, wrapping your arms around his bare waist.

“Do tell, daddy, how did I cause you to nearly burn the kitchen?” You asked with an innocent grin and tone to match, making him glare playfully at you.

“That’s how, you little minx, you calling me daddy in bed and now. I got distracted and burnt everything, I just kept replaying last night, and well, this happened,” Seungcheol whined, his hands flailing to indicate the damage and you giggled as you unwrapped your arms from his waist and limped over to the sink and shut the tap off.

“Thanks,” Seungcheol mumbled, sulking and making you laugh at him.

“How’s this, simple toast, with Nutella? Can you manage that?” You asked, and Seungcheol narrowed his eyes at you, making you smile more.

“Yes, princess, I can,” Seungcheol approached you, bending down slightly to pick you up and placing you on the kitchen counter, making you hiss somewhat at the pain that shot through your legs.

“You and your dick,” you groaned, making Seungcheol laugh loudly.

“You were choking on it last night. You sounded so lovely,” Seungcheol complimented, making you glare at him.

“Don’t lie. You know how nicely I took you, every bit and every drop,” you teased, making Seungcheol cough slightly, the tips of his ears turning a tinge pink.

“Such a brat,” Seungcheol mumbled, making you smirk.

“Is that right, daddy?” You asked, making Seungcheol smile at you, shaking his head, moving in closer to place a soft kiss on your forehead.

“One Nutella toast for the lady, and then you can continue teasing me and whine about how I made you unable to walk because you kept begging for more,” Seungcheol offered, making you nod as you smiled shyly.

You smiled at your boyfriend as he moved around the kitchen, his sculpted back and arms flexing with his movements. His lovely back was adorned with scratch marks, courtesy of you, but you didn’t mind, and you knew he didn’t either, not when he thrust harder when your nails sank into his skin.

“Shall I cut up strawberries and make the toast pretty?” Seungcheol called out, and you mumbled a yes and returned to admiring your boyfriend.

“Cheol, can you come here for a second?” You asked, and Seungcheol placed the toast down and walked over to you to stand between your legs.

“No, turn around,” you instructed, and Seungcheol did as you asked, and you placed your arms on his strong shoulders, one hand moving to trace the mole on the back of his nape.

“This is my favourite spot to kiss,” you mumbled as you shifted slightly, ignoring the burn in your thighs as you did so. You moved to bend your head down a bit and placed the softest kiss possible on the tiny mole that you adored so much.

“Mm? Really? It does feel nice,” Seungcheol mumbled as he melted into your touch.

“Mhm, it is adorable. Just like you, my love,” you spoke into his skin, making him shiver slightly.

“Love, food? Then you can lay in my arms and kiss whatever part of me you want?” Seungcheol offered, making you giggle at him,

“I like that idea,” you said, agreeing as you let go of Seungcheol, and he walked away to continue to finish making you the toast.

A few more minutes and Seungcheol was done with the toast and returned to place the plate next to you.

“All for you, princess. Sorry for ruining your legs,” Seungcheol said with an unmistakable proud grin adorning his handsome face.

“You’re not sorry at all,” you mumbled, and Seungcheol grinned, nodding.

“No, I’m not,” Seungcheol answered, making you giggle.

“Hey, Y/N?” Seungcheol spoke, and you nodded.

“Olive, you,” Seungcheol said, and you groaned at him.

“Olive, you too, I guess,” you mumbled, making him smile as he stood closer between your legs and pulled you into a soft kiss, his lush lips moving against yours as his hands rested on your hips. You moaned into the kiss, allowing him to deepen the kiss. You sighed in contentment as you felt him slip his tongue into your mouth and moved your arms to wrap around his neck as you moaned in bliss.

Seungcheol pulled away slowly, placing another kiss on your lips.

“Eat, princess. We have all day to do that,” Seungcheol instructed, making you grin.

You’d gladly let him ruin you every night if it meant having mornings like this.

#s.coups #s.coups fluff #s.coups scenarios #s.coups imagines #indigo writes: scoups #seungcheol x reader #seungcheol fluff #kvanity

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perhaps-in-anotherdream · 1 year

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These calls accompany Victor’s Confrontation Date, and set the premise of the date itself. So, I’m posting them first~ ❤️

⌚ This post contains detailed spoilers for content yet to be released on the global server! ⌚

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【1st Call】

[Note]: This call takes place some time before the date, and is crucial for the premise of the date—

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Victor: Didn’t you say you’d be working overtime?

MC: Yeah–– ahh–– can you not hear me typing vigorously?

Victor: All I can hear is a certain someone’s anguished wailing in search of excuses to avoid work.

Victor: If you have the time to call me for crying, why not finish up your work faster and come home?

MC: Can I understand this sentence as CEO Victor wishes that I come home sooner?

Victor: [laughs helplessly] I see that your comprehension ability still needs improvement.

MC: Sob, sob. Victor, you’re so cruel. I’m tired and want to goof off for a while. Just talk with me and give me some motivation.

Victor: Oh? Who was the one that righteously declined my offer to have dinner together this afternoon, claiming that no temptation could shake her determination to work hard tonight?

MC: …I’m really a dummy.

Victor: [chuckles softly] That self-reflection was done quite fast.

MC: I’ve been reflecting on it all evening. This is more than just dinner. It means I’ve tacitly allowed work to take away our time together.

Victor: Seeing how you’re babbling away so vigorously, it seems like you’re not tired.

Victor: However, your mental state does need to be paid attention to.

MC: So, when this busy spell is over, let’s go to the moon!!

Victor: [indulgent, dramatic sigh] Weren’t we talking about going to Mars yesterday?

MC: Let’s go! We’ll go everywhere! Let’s travel around space!

Victor: [exceedingly doting laugh] Sure. Where else do you wanna go?

MC: There’s a new concept of a role-playing game focusing on “confrontation.” Hehe, I wanna play it with you.

Victor: Is it on Earth?

MC: …in Loveland City. No, I’m being serious about this! I just stumbled upon a recommendation for it on a review website and found it intriguing.

MC: Shall we go and relax together when the time comes?

Victor: Are you sure this “confrontation” game, as you mentioned, is relaxing?

MC: Blowing off the steam can be a form of relaxation too. Besides, we don’t get to participate in activities like this often, so it could be a nice change of pace to try it out occasionally.

Victor: Then go ahead and make a reservation. I have time after this spell.

MC: Great! I’ve already entered our names the moment you said yes!

MC: Oh yes, this game’s duration is three days and takes place in a Manor. The game organizers will take care of the accommodations and meals.

Victor: [knowing soft laugh] You’re very skilled at diverting the conversation from the main point.

Victor: Well, it’s good anyway. Three days should be enough for a certain someone to blow off her steam.

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【2nd Call】

This call takes place after the events of the date:

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Victor: Weren’t you off playing with that group of college students? It ended so quickly?

MC: Don’t mention it… these students have too much energy. I ran out to catch my breath.

MC: Victor, you know, the script we played today in the murder mystery game is very similar to the ancient-style one we played a few years ago!

MC: The one where you played the role of the King of Liang. You still remember, right?

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[Tidbits]: MC is referring to their 2018 Qixi date (Qixi Festival Date on EN)!

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Victor: A certain dummy didn’t let the cat out of the bag immediately and get discovered by others, did she?

MC: Don’t underestimate me! I effortlessly uncovered the assassin in no time!

MC: However, it was over quickly ‘cause the script was too simple. They didn’t find it satisfying enough and are already preparing to move on to the next one.

MC: But I’m a little tired and don’t want to play anymore…

Victor: Then just tell them no.

MC: Uhh, I feel a little shy about it. Also, if I leave, there will be fewer people, and they will need to find other people…

Victor: Don’t say no, then.

MC: Sob, sob. But I’m tired! And I really miss you–– I miss you so much––

Victor: Ah, it must be really hard for you then.

Victor: Despite missing me so much, you still went out to play with those college students?

MC: Hehe, Victor, if you’re feeling jealous, you can just say it directly~

MC: Didn’t I ask you before, and you said you didn’t wanna play?

Victor: That’s not the same thing.

Victor: Some people “only value others for their own advancement and discard them once they are no longer useful.”

Victor: You must have called me only because you couldn’t find any other reasons, right?

MC: You really do know me so well~ TUT If I were to say that I have to work overtime, it’d be a bit too abrupt. After all, I had already told them I had a lot of free time recently.

MC: After mulling it over, it seemed like my boyfriend could be the only solution. Could you play the role of my clingy and cute boyfriend––

Victor: [LMAO the way he cuts her off] I am your boyfriend. There’s no need for me to play the role of one.

Victor: So I guess I should be taking responsibility for being your “clingy and cute” partner, shouldn’t I?

Victor: Tell them–– your boyfriend thinks that you’re not happy going out by yourself and he wants you to come home as soon as possible––

Victor: I suppose you’ve already had that excuse ready in advance, right?

MC: Says who? At best, it’s just that I really miss my boyfriend, and he really misses me too–– so I’m going back home~

Victor: If that’s the case, why are you reporting to me?

Victor: Go and say goodbye to your little friends.

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#warming y’all up? yeah ig you could say that 🤣🫠 also i’m working on the subtitle simultaneously- so hopefully gonna post it tomorrow~#AKSKDJSKAB THEY ARE SO FRIGGIN CUTE. I CAN'T. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH.#WHY ARE YOU TWO SO— AKDJDJDHD—#mlqc victor #mlqc li zeyan #mlqc #mr love victor #mr love queen's choice #恋与制作人 #李泽言 #love and producer #mlqc cn #mlqc spoilers #mlqc translations

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A bit from a US interview.

TW : This is not a real incident. This is entirely fictional. Eight out of the nine people mentioned in the fic are real human beings, the rest are completely fictional. Do not quote.

Synopsis: A little snip-bit from an interview from a podcaster friend of Chris’ while they were in NYC. This is not the entire interview. Just some incidents that made onto the news.

The kids landed in NYC after their Japan Osaka concert and were exhausted. They had a couple of hours to themselves but almost all of them spent it sleeping or lounging around. The day after, early morning, they had their fittings for the VMAs. Right after the fittings, Chris’ friend texted him, asking if they were down for a chill, hotel hangout with the entire band? They would goof around, ask some questions about their lives and careers, film a podcast…?

Chris agreed and now they were in his hotel room, with a couple of mic set ups for the members and Chris’ friend, Matt sitting across them.

Matt: So, I love how much I’m hearing about you guys in the tabloids, on news, social media… Ya’ll are just blowing everything up!! I’m honestly so proud of you guys!

Changbin: Dude, what happened? Seungmin: Are you dying or something? Lee know: Why are being all senti?

*Everyone cackles in the room*

Matt: No, but for real, Ya’ll are out there, just owning life. I love to talk around, tell people, ‘I grew up with them hehe”

No but getting back to the interview, I wanted to talk about how most of the internet just doesn’t know about where and how ya’ll grew up! Most of those sites, that claim to know you guys, are just full of shit!

*They break out in loud laughter* Changbin: See, now that’s a man who has done his research.

Matt: No, because I come across these articles with headlines that say, ‘Did you know XYZ from Stray kids is actually not-‘ Bitch, you don’t tell me!

*Laughter roars again*

Matt: Something that has gotten me really frustrated is the stories, or rather the back stories their articles write about ya’ll. Chan: What do you mean? Matt: None of them really know, since not all of ya’ll talk about it as much, and I do but- Why don’t ya’ll talk about that a little? You know, where are ya’ll from, your guys’ ethnicity cuz’ it’s all unique, your families..?

Chan: okay, I’ll start? And no pressure, okay? Whoever wants to talk about it, can. Who doesn’t, you don’t have to.

*They all nod in understanding*

Matt: OH yeah! Of course!

Chan: Why don’t we go in the same order as we are sitting in?

Chan: I’ll go first then. I think everyone knows most of mine but lets clear it up a bi- OHH Before we start- I also want to tell everyone something. So when we were about to debut, all of us did not have English name. All nine of us did not have English names, most of us did, but not all of us. And a couple years ago, we had a discussion and decided to rename and change things up a bit and now all of us have complete English names, that we do use on documents. Matt: Ooo! I did not know that. I mean I know a couple of ya’ll but not everyones’ Please tell me!!

Chan: Okay let’s start with me. Felix’s and mine is almost entirely similar with just a couple of years here and there. So, I’ll just cover ours’ both. We were both born to Korean- Australian parents, in Korea itself, but we moved to Australia right after. Literally when I was one. We stayed there till we were convinced by the Seo’s to move to the US. I was in fourth grade by then, and I joined them in the same school in fifth. So that explains my mixed sort of an accent. Sometimes I have some very Australian pronunciations, and sometimes just some American or even Korean side pops out.

As for Felix, he stayed in Australia till he was in fifth grade and came to the US in the middle of the year itself. So yeah, That’s for us!

Matt: yeah, we met in eight grade I think? That’s when we became good friends. I was intensely intimidated by you guys. They were a gang! A group of them just walking around, laughing so loudly!

*Scattered laughs*

Matt: Oh next, Sky, you’re up.

Seungmin: Okay. Pretty simple.

Born in Korea to American-Korean parents, moved to America at two years old. We live on the same block as theirs (Seo’s, Lee’s), just a couple houses away. Chan when moved, he got a house beside mine. Hera, Changbin Hyung and Lee know hyung, we grew up together. I was two when I met them, so basically known them for as long as I can remember. After school, I went to the UK with Hera for higher education and came to Korea directly for Stray kids!

Matt: Wow! Neat, quick!

Han: Okay! So I was born in Korea, to Korean parents and studied there till third grade-ish. Then we moved around a bunch to Malaysia, Thailand, US but eventually got back to Korea and settled there till I joined JYP and met Chan.

Matt: Wow, you moved a lot huh?! *Han nodded*

Hyunjin: So, mine’s also pretty simple. I was born in Korea and lived there till I was almost four or five, I’m not sure. I almost started kindergarten there, even went for a week, but we moved to the US where we met the Armani’s and I joined the same school as hers'. We became friends, and she introduced me to them. (He waved at Seungmin, Changbin and lee know.)

Matt: So, most of ya’ll are raised in America? *They nod in agreement*

Chan: Inne-nah! Go on!

Jeongin: Very short and sweet. Born and raised in Korea, Busan, to completely Korean parents.

Matt: Oh!! Woww So he’s the only true bred, fully Korean Korean in your group? Wow!

*They all cackle*

Lee know: Changbin-ah and mine is I think entirely same, so I’ll just speak for the both of us. I was born to completely Korean parents and my father was friends with his mother. So, she is part Korean, but she went to the US in her teens. My mother, is also entirely Korean and is friends with Changbin’s dad, that actually how they met and set each other up. They all went to the same college along with Hera’s parents. Her mother was friends with my mom and his dad. His parents went to the US right after college with Hera’s parents, and my parents followed a couple months later.

When my mother was pregnant with me, Asians do this thing, where they prefer to go to their hometowns, or their families for pre-natal care. So, my mom had gone back to Korea, that’s where I was born. And Changbin’s mom did the same.

So, both of us are born in Korea, came back to US literally as a few months old and have been raised there.

Matt: woah…

Jeongin: That was a lot. Seungmin: That was you AND you’re parents’ background stories!

Changbin: Yeah, but people do get confused and question us constantly, so here it is. Chan: All there!

Matt: Last but not the least! Chan: Uri maknae!

Hera: So, I’ll just continue Lee know story. My mom went to India when she was pregnant with me and came back to the US at a couple of months old.

Oh but yeah! I am the only one in the group who is not even partially Korean. Seungmin: And yet here you are, in a k-pop band.

Hera: shut up min. So, my parents are both very much Indian, but they studied and lived in the US for the most part. As for me, I studied in the US and went to the UK with Seungmin for higher education.

Chan: Which explains the little British pronunciations she has, so ya’ll can stop making fun of that!

Hera: And some of the members from Ateez had also been our friends since i could remember. I think it was first grade when Bin be friended Yunho, who was friends with Mingi already so that's how we tied up with them. And around third grade-ish was when Wooyoung joined our school and we became friends with him, while San joined in middle school.

As for Hongjoong and Hwa, i think Minho introduced Hwa as their mums knew each other...? And we met Joong through hwa. That's a lot. I don't know how ya'll are gonna process that information.

*they hoot out laughing*

Hera's Masterlist!

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fiction-box · 2 years

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Omg thank you so much for doing my last request I absolutely LOVED it!!!!! Your characterization of Felix and Sylvain are so wonderfully on point and I'm still squealing over the part where Felix asks reader to teach him how to heal them dsjfkdjfj (and rolling my eyes over Sylvain's antics lmao. What an incorrigible lad (affectionate))

I hope you don't mind me coming back for more 👀 I've recently started replaying 3h so I'm having so many thoughts about my children <3 this one is an idea that came from a dream I had! Basically reader and Claude have been friends for a while (either childhood friends or they made friends at the beginning of the year). It's the white heron ball and they sneak off bc neither of them are so into all the pomp and circumstance. They're just goofing off in one of the nearby wings and making fun of the church's collection of paintings when Claude realizes in that moment that he's in love with the reader ;)

Extra details about reader if you'd like: they're not all that great at lying or scheming unlike Claude and they're basically his voice of reason/holder of the brain cell (when it comes to reigning him back from some of his more outlandish/dangerous schemes). They've also been secretly in love w Claude for at least a year before the ball hehe

Thank you again in advance and feel free to take the ending wherever you like!!

That is wonderful news! I value characterization as a point; if the character isn't depicted as themselves, the work isn't special. It could be about literally anyone, which is the opposite of what I want. Hopefully, I did the same thing this time!

Requests are open. The story will continue under the cut.

It was the month of the Garreg Mach Ball. In celebration of the festivities, members of the church had lined the cathedral with old paintings correlated to the Seiros faith.

You were never the most devout believer, Claude knew. In fact, he couldn’t remember the last time he saw you in the cathedral.

He had used this knowledge to his advantage, however, in order to devise a fun way to spend the night. Away from the ball itself, of course; neither of you were one for dancing.

“Can I open my eyes, now?”

“So impatient,” the Alliance noble teased. “Just trust me, okay? We’re almost there.”

“Claude, I don’t need to be blindfolded to know we’re crossing the bridge to the Cathedral right now. I know where I am and where I’m going, so there’s no need to restrict my vision,” you countered.

“Fine then. If you’re so confident, I guess you don’t need me to guide you.”

He took his hands away from yours and turned to walk away. Previously, you had been talked through your route and helped along the way. Of course, it was mainly so you wouldn’t trip on anything or veer off the planned course.

There were only two setbacks: One, moving with you blindfolded was a lot slower, and two, Claude had to walk backwards in order to do it right.

So he knew he only had to wait a moment before you-

“Come on, you know that’s not what I meant. But, I suppose if my hands are free, I can take off this blindfold.”

That wasn’t what he wanted you to say. You always were one to surprise him, though.

He realized you weren’t bluffing, either. It was only when your hands actually began to untie the knot behind your head that Claude reacted.

“Alright, fine. I’ll guide you. But you have to keep your eyes covered, alright?”

The only thing he got in response was a sigh and the sight of your hands returning to the position they were in when he held them earlier. Claude returned to his position as well, sliding your hands into his own and beginning to walk backwards to the cathedral.

“Careful, there’s a rock there. Move to your left- No, your other- Look, just because you can’t see doesn’t mean you suddenly forget which way is left!” he laughed.

“I…I’m doing my bes- ouch!”

Whoops. He had forgotten to direct you around that one.

“Sorry, my bad!”

Glancing around, he pointed his eyes back at the monastery. You weren’t even a quarter of the way across. At this pace, someone was going to see you two crossing the bridge and all of this would be pointless.

So, he let go of your hands and maneuvered around you.

“Seriously? I thought you said you would- woah! What-?”

He scooped you up into his arms and walked at a much more effective pace toward the cathedral. He felt your arms come to rest against his chest.

“Nope,” he grinned, “just some random person that saw us walking on the bridge and decided to carry you to our destination.”

“Claude? That is you, right?” you asked. It was a silly question in his head, but he supposed you were blindfolded. The key sense you had been using for identification was gone, and the noble could feel you tensing up.

“Ha-ha,” you quipped. Though the response meant you knew it was him, Claude noticed that the tension still didn’t leave your body. Interesting.

“Relax,” he tried to reassure you, “I’m not gonna drop you or anything.”

“Just…get us to wherever we’re going so I can take this thing off.”

Eventually, you rested your head against his chest. There was nowhere else to put it, he supposed, but he still hoped you couldn’t hear his heartbeat.

Maybe that's the reason, Claude thought. After all, he would be on edge too if he failed to identify someone he knew. Without your sight, you were left prone to people you didn’t know, or to others that wanted to hurt you.

A few more hurried paces brought the two of you to the entrance of the cathedral. Claude carried you inside, and once he found what he was after, he placed you back on your feet.

“Ready?”

“I’ve been inside the cathedral before. But I suppose if you really think there’s something-”

Swiftly, he pulled away the cloth tied around your head. He noted that, despite the low-light setting the two of you were in, you still had to squint and blink to let your eyes adjust. Moonlight was brighter than darkness, he supposed.

“I think you’re the one that needs to be patient. The amount of times you’ve caught me off guard tonight by cutting me off is getting out of hand.”

“Pretty sure I’m not needing to wait on anything else, for now. This is what I wanted to show you.”

His eyes followed yours when you took in your surroundings.

“Art,” you commented. You began to travel about the space, taking in as much of it as you could despite the heavy shadows cast by the moon.

Claude began to talk as you explored, “Yep. They pulled it out especially for the ball. Not for auction, so it’s likely just to show off.”

“Ha! To show off art like this?”

He turned to observe which piece had caught your eye.

“Raphael’s little sister could do better than this…scribble!” you scoffed. “What is this even meant to be?”

“Can’t you tell? It’s very clearly a…” he squinted at the label beneath the piece, “...“census count by early Nabateans.” Honestly, you’re so uncultured. How is it that you’re even still allowed around me?”

Laughter spills from your lips at his teasing, and he can’t help but want to hear more.

You moved to the other side of the room, following a path illuminated by the moon. He found himself led to a piece lit up just as brightly. It looked to be a painting of an older man, but all the colors ran together in unappealing locations.

“Alright then, oh great art connoisseur, try this one.”

“And no cheating!” you glared in mock-suspicion, moving your body so as to obstruct his view from the written description.

He looked at the painting a moment before coming to a conclusion, “Easy. That's just Professor Hanneman.”

“Pfft, what? Now you’re just grasping at straws.”

“No, I’m serious! Look-” the Riegan heir moved to stand on one of the pews a few paces away. He held the index finger of one of his hands out, then positioned the fingers on his other hand so that his fingertips were touching his thumb. After lifting his arms above his head and positioning so that the moon shone on them just right, he was satisfied.

“Alright, now turn around and tell me that’s not Hanneman.”

You did so, noticing that the shadows Claude created formed a makeshift mustache and monocle, respectively.

“How did you-? That truly resembles Professor Hanneman!” you gasped.

“See? Another point for the connoisseur!”

“Okay, that’s enough out of you!” you grinned, moving to help him down from the pew.

He took your arm in his, “Good, because now it’s your turn.”

“What? Hey-! S-Slow down!”

Claude led you down along the same wall you were observing at the right-most side of the cathedral. There was a sketch he saw that depicted all of the crests, which was where you both came to a sudden halt.

“This one? Okay, that’s art of all the crests, right?”

“Sure. If you’re boring.”

“Excuse me?”

“For example,” he pointed your eyes toward one part of the work in particular. “You might say this is the crest of Dominic, but if you look at it my way, I think it’s an eye.”

You squinted; you were probably trying to see it his way. Then, your own eyes widened.

“Oh! I see it now!”

“Great, then you can give it a go.”

“Hmm…” your eyes scanned over the page. They lingered on certain crests longer than others. Eventually, though, your eyes had made a full trip around the paper before settling on the Daphnel crest.

“This one. I can pick out a person in the middle holding a crown over their own head. Those two little squiggles at their sides are wings.”

“Woah, that one’s much better than mine. I’ve always thought it was a trident, but I suppose you’d have to disregard the dot in the middle for that to work.”

Your gaze went back to work scanning the crest, and Claude knew it was to try forming the image he described.

“...maybe. But then it would be between what? Waves? Two stones?”

At that last point, your expression lit up.

“Wait, that reminds me! There’s something I’ve always wanted to see.”

The archer trailed you at a light jog as you led the way away from the painting and out of the cathedral to the left balcony. He slowed his pace not much later. There weren’t many places for you to run off to from this enclosed area, after all. Once he saw where you were headed, though, he came to a walk.

You had paused in front of the Goddess Tower.

“This stone structure is always guarded,” you began, “and when it isn’t, it’s always locked when I try to get in.”

“Oh, is it, now? And here I thought you were above trespassing.”

Claude caught up to your side and laughed when you elbowed him. Your curiosity did have a tendency to get in the way of your morals, he knew. It was the reason he was able to pull you out here tonight, and it was the same reason you would chime in for some of his more outlandish ventures ever since you had met.

“Well? Don’t you want to go inside?”

Your mouth formed a pout. How cute; he’d have to try to elicit that reaction from you more often.

“You can try the handle if you’d like. I know it won’t work, but…I can think of more than a few things I’d trade away just to look inside.”

Interesting. Not only did you not seem to know what this place was, but you were also unaware it was unlocked right now.

He could have some fun with this.

“I don’t think that will be necessary. Besides,” he winked, “I’ve got a good feeling about tonight.”

Claude turned away from you as he closed the short distance to the door. Casually, he opened it and took a step inside.

“What-? How?”

Before he could respond, you had managed to close the distance and lightly push past him into the tower.

You must have really wanted in if you didn’t have anything else to say. Something told him you didn’t really care about getting your questions answered, either.

Intrigued as he was about the inside of the structure (he had always wondered what the interior looked like, too), Claude was nowhere near as interested as you were. He could deduce as much by how quickly you climbed the stairs. Soon, though, he heard your footsteps come to a halt.

“I don’t get it.”

When the house leader had made it to the top of the staircase, he understood what you meant.

The room was dark and gloomy. Nothing decorated the walls, and the only thing on the floor was the crest of Seiros. The cold stone of the room only made it feel even less welcoming. Thankfully, he found that there was no dust on any of their surroundings. Someone must have cleaned the place before it was unlocked.

He watched as you turned to him, brows furrowed, “Why would anyone care enough to keep a place like this under lock and surveillance?”

“Ah, you don’t know where you are, do you?” he teased.

“What, you mean this place really is special?”

“This is the Goddess Tower.” When he saw that the name didn’t bring any clarity to your expression, he continued, “From what I know, there’s a legend about this place. If a man and a woman come here on this night and pray for the same thing together, the Goddess will answer and grant them their wish.”

“Okay…” you paused. He could practically see the gears turning in your head.

“Don’t put too much faith in it, though. I’m pretty sure it’s just a rumor, anyway.”

“It must be,” you frowned, scanning the room one more time. “If I were the Goddess, I think I’d stay far away from this place. Why not pick somewhere more ethereal?”

He noticed you tense up and turn back to him, “Hang on, how come you knew about this and I didn’t? You heard a rumor, and you’re telling me you just…forgot to mention it to me?”

“My deepest apologies, my lady.” Claude altered his tone to sound mockingly high-brow and gave a sweeping, exaggerated bow. “I swear to you from now on that I will report any and all information I gather back to you. Whether it be true, false, or otherwise.”

“Good,” you giggled, “and you’d do well to remember it!”

As he moved further into the room, House Riegan’s heir noticed something attached to the wall. Something noticeably not stone.

“Hey, check this out.”

At the sound of his voice, you moved closer to what he was looking at.

It was a large wooden door. It expanded almost to the top of the room, its handle a heavy metal ring. The discovery was interesting, but Claude didn’t know where it would lead. There was nothing on the outside of the tower that he noticed resembled a second room.

You brushed your hand along it, “No keyhole. It can’t be locked.”

“Well, then. I think we both know what needs to happen next.”

Together, you both leaned against the doors and pushed. They were heavy and didn’t give easily, but they opened nonetheless.

There was a small ledge serving as a balcony. No railing protected you two from falling to the bottom, he noted, but what truly caught his attention was the view.

Granted, he had seen a great deal of sights from atop his wyvern, but that didn’t make this moment any less beautiful. The stars were glowing with constellations he could recognize. The moon was about a third of the way through its route in the sky and shone brighter than he remembered. He could make out trees and houses by moonlight, and the streetlamps from nearby towns glowed as earthly stars.

Your footsteps brought him out of his trance. The brunet watched as you moved out onto the balcony, bracing your hand against the wall to ground yourself. Once he noticed your widened eyes reflecting the light of the moon, Claude knew you, too, were captivated by the scene in front of you.

He almost wished you would look at him like that.

“Forget the paintings. I could’ve been staring at this all night?”

He flung his hand over his heart, “How cruel! I was under the impression that you and I were having fun tonight!” He sighed dramatically, “But, I suppose you don’t value my company as much as I do yours.”

Even that wasn’t enough to get you to tear your eyes away, it seemed.

“You know I didn’t mean it like that, it’s just…”

You didn’t finish your thought, probably because you knew you didn’t have to. He turned his head back towards the other sight beyond the doors. Words weren’t enough to describe it, so his mind did its best to preserve the picture.

“I think I can understand why it’s guarded, now,” he admitted. At this, you finally turned to face him. “The church probably wouldn’t want all those young lovers stealing away up here and making wishes too often.”

You turned back to the view, nodding in agreement, “Lover or no, I know I would.”

Claude looked to you, and in that moment he wished he could keep the door unlocked. Only for you. He wanted no one else to know about this place, save for the two of you, and he wanted it to remain unguarded if only so you could make your way up here every night.

And he wished he could join you. Not just so you wouldn’t be alone, and not just because you were his friend, either. Whether it was a rumor or not, Claude wanted to share his wish with you here every year.

“Then I would, too.”

“Huh?” you looked back at him again. He had caught you off guard. Good.

“If you came up here all the time, I would always come with you.”

“That’s good. Part of me would need you to be here with me every time.”

He swore his heart stopped in his chest. To remedy its mistake, it began beating faster than it had before.

“Oh? And why is that?”

Your face broke into a smile, “Because clearly, I don’t know how to open the door.”

Now it was his turn to be caught off guard. By the time he had recovered, though, you had already run past him and down the staircase.

Oh, you knew exactly what you were doing.

The archer sped out of the tower, chasing the sound of your laughter. It echoed throughout the cathedral as you made your way toward the bridge.

In truth, he wasn’t sure what he was going to do when he caught up to you. But that was his favorite part of being with you: he got to live in the present.

You could both deal with the moment when it came. For now, Claude would enjoy the moment he was living in.

#fe claude #claude von riegan #claude x reader #fire emblem #fire emblem three houses #fiction #fe3h #fe3h x reader #fe3h claude x reader #fe claude x reader #claude von riegan x reader #fe #fe16 #fluff #fe x reader

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razorblade180 · 6 months

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Back again, but this time for something nostalgic... I think.

Way back, you did a post involving Aether, Venti, and some girls in the church doing a 'game show' involving Aether telling what he likes about them, before the two Anemo boys pull a runner after Barbara interrupts them... Time to reverse it.

In honor of Venti's banner coming back, what do they like about him? Both physically and emotionally.

[The Church]

Venti:Hello everyone, new and returning. I’m positive you know why I invited you here?

Keqing:Did you get permission to use this place, unlike before?

Venti:Excellent question! Anyways, how is everyone?

Girls:Venti…

Venti:Okay. I was joking. I was generously given this time before they start choir practice.

Nilou:So…what’s going on exactly?

Yanfei:Sometimes it’s fun to make Aether flustered. Best way to do it is getting him to playfully ask him questions regarding our relationship since he tries his hardest not discuss things about one of us in another’s company. We’re probably gonna plan on how to do it again.

Nilou:But all of us talk about things all the time.

Amber:He’s a considerate worry wart. So, what exactly is the plan this time.

Venti:Gather around everyone!

All the girls huddle in front of Venti as he leans closer. He inhales slowly, then vanishes. That certainly threw them for a loop. They all looked in different directions until Kokomi gasped, making them all turn around to see Aether sitting on one of the closest church benches and venting standing off to the side halfway between the group. That’s when he pulled out the scariest thing ever. Flash cards.

Girls:Treachery!!!

Venti:My allegiance is fairness and entertainment! What sense does it make to only know Aether’s thoughts and not the other way around?

Kokomi:I’m a little surprised you went along with this.

Aether:I owed him a favor. Somehow I have a feeling this is still going to end up being embarrassing for me.

Venti:Have faith you all! Though I did throw in a few questions that are more trivia based. Thought it would be interesting to see who knows what. Even in monogamous relationships, rarely does a partner learn everything naturally.

Amber:No cheating, Mona.

Mona:W-Why would I for something so simple!? When do I cheat at anything for that matter!?

Venti:Here’s an easy one for everyone. Aether’s favorite color.

Everyone:Gold

Aether:I don’t think you’d have to know me for that one, let alone date me.

Venti:That’s why I called it easy. Hehe? How about this one? Who is Aether’s favorite person?

Girls:Lumine….

Aether:*red* Well when you all say it at once like that it sounds rude!

Venti:What was the first thing that really caught your eye about him?

Amber:Technically speaking, it was your strange clothes. If we’re talking about attractive wise…it has to be your sheepish smile. It was cute how awkward you were at everything.

Aether:Hehe, I was quite literally a lost boy stumbling through a language.

Mona:Well mine is no secret. Everything around you is fascinating and a mystery the stars can’t quite unravel.

Venti:Gee, you sound like Albedo or Sucrose, but that’s pretty fitting all things considered.

Keqing:You beat up the guards…

Aether:Okay, we’ve made it clear my first impressions in nations aren’t that positive. What about after that?

Keqing:I’m merely teasing, mostly. Hmmm, I suppose it was how serious your eyes were at the time. Perhaps it was because of my questions but I liked how earnest and straightforward you were. *smirks* Really hid how much of a goof you could be.

Aether:*smiles*

Yanfei:*red*…I gotta be honest. Midriff.

Aether:And I respect that! Game recognizes game!

Mona:You both are ridiculous.

Ayaka:In my case, stories about you reached me before you actually did, so my interests were piqued for awhile. Imagine my surprise when I saw somehow who looked similarly to Thoma. I felt strangely comfortable from the start.

Kokomi:*smiles* You put me at ease.

Everyone: (That’s such a good answer!!)

Nilou:Personally, I just thought you were cute and wanted to know you. It’s why I was so forward.

Yanfei:Hold on, you asked him out?!

Nilou:Mmhm. He was a little bashful but clearly interested.

Ayaka:You’re bolder than I.

Aether:I had to tell people all the time in Sumeru I didn’t brazenly confront Nilou. If anything, Nilou courted me. I was trying to figure out where a god was at and why days felt looped!

Nilou:If you want something then you should strive to have it if possible. *smiles*

Venti:A fine attitude!! Next question. Why did you say “yes” to Aether.

Amber:Why would I say no.

Girls:Seconded.

Aether:*red*……

Venti:Well then…just obliterate my question then. You could’ve at least played along.

Mona:Then prepare better questions.

Venti:Fine then. Trivia time. Is Aether a top or bottom.

Aether:There’s no way you have an answer on that card!

Venti:That may be true, but I’m asking regardless!

Yanfei:He’s a t-

Amber and Nilou: Bottom.

Yanfei:Huh?

Kokomi:Oh?

Aether:We do not have to have this conversation.

Yanfei:Too late. I…thought he was a top.

Keqing:Switch, but a bottom at heart.

Amber:Ayaka?

Ayaka:*red* Do I really need to weigh in on this? We could just ask him what-

Nilou:Own it.

Ayaka:I would’ve said top.

Mona:Same here! Kokomi?

Kokomi:With, or without Gorou?

Aether:Kokomi!!!!!

Kokomi:Kidding! It depends, so switch I guess.

Mona:Explain yourself!

Aether:There’s nothing to explain! You’re all different people who like different things!

Venti:Okay, but what do you prefer.

Aether:….*blushing* I mean it’s nice accepting advances but I never mind putting in effort. Keqing is right.

Keqing:Woooo! We’ve literally discussed it.

Mona: *squints* You’re never this shy around me.

Aether:Oh you’re different.

Mona:How!?

Aether:I like humbling you. It’s cute, and you don’t hate it.

Mona:….

The Girls: *covers mouths* Ooooh, Wanderer makes sense.

Mona:We do not need to speak about that boy!!

Aether:As for the others who thought I was a top, it just made sense for me to lead. You were nervous and I wasn’t about to make you uncomfortable.

Yanfei & Ayaka:Awww

Venti:Such a gentleman

Mona:Do not praise this menace! He only acts like an Angel!

Aether:*smiles* I don’t know what you mean.

Venti:Next question. W-

The sound of the doors opening cut him off. Barbara walks into the church to wave at everyone as she approaches.

Venti:Ah, Barbara. Where did the time go?

Barbara:Please tell me nothing strange has happened since I’ve been gone.

Venti:Of course not. Nothing but totally normal questions and a few jokes.

The group: (Right…we are in a church) *group guilt sinks in*

Barbara:Well I hate to ruin the fun be we have to set up soon.

Venti:That’s fine, but one more question! Please? *holds her hands* Then I’ll personally stay to help get everything in place. I’ll even lend my musical talents if needed. *bats eyes*

Barbara:…*red* One more question can’t hurt.

Venti:Hehe, thank you, Deaconess.

Group:…When did this happen!? 👀

Barbara:W-When did what happen?

Amber:You two! It’s cute! *gasp* does Jean know!?

Mona:Barbara, blink twice if you need help.

Nilou:Did he write you a song!?

Ayaka:Or a poem!?

Yanfei:How long has this been happening.

Kokomi:Hydro solidarity!!

Keqing:Calm down everyone. Let’s organize our questions.

Venti:Woah! I’m supposed to be the one with the questions! Aether, a little hel-

Aether:*slowly closes door* Byeee~

Barbara:This was the fun activity you were doing!?

Venti:In my defense…it’s way funnier when you have the cards.

#genshin impact #ask me stuff #gi aether #venti the bard #keqing #sangonomiya kokomi #kamisato ayaka #mona megistus #gi amber #gi nilou #gi yanfei #barbara pegg

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pixelblaze · 1 year

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yay hehe I've been enjoying ur trigun stuff A Lot

i really really liked ur legato headcanons lol would u consider expanding them into a fic?

Thank you so much for the request! I love writing Legato! Here’s a fic where reader confronts Vash after his death.

CW! Death, violence

-Confrontation-

You hadn’t been hunting Vash the Stampede for very long before you found him in a little village in the middle of nowhere.

He’s sitting outside, on a chair, his body bandaged and his face unshaven. He looks like a wreck.

This is the man who killed Legato Bluesummers, your husband. This man you’ve come to see, to avenge your husband’s death.

It brings you some small relief that Legato’s murder was taking a toll on the man who took his life.

“Hey,” you say casually, waving at him, feeling all the rage and anger swirling within you. But you push it down. Not yet. Some part of you Had to hear his side of the story.

“Hey,” Vash the Stampede waves back at you. He looks a little surprised someone had come out here to talk to him.

You sit down on the porch, at first not meeting his eyes.

“Can I help you on this fine morning?” he asks. He sounds tired, strained. Like he’s trying his best to be friendly with you, but he’d rather be left alone at the moment. That was too bad.

“Tell me about Legato Bluesummers,” you say.

“What?” the friendliness in his tone immediately dissipates. “What name did you just say?”

“Legato Bluesummers,” you repeat. “He was someone…very dear to me.”

“Are you one of them? Are you a gung-ho gun? Here to avenge him?” Weird. You were under the impression that this man was a bit eccentric, a goof, but here he was, dead serious.

You shake your head. “Not a gung-ho gun. Here for answers though.”

You remove the weapon from your jacket pocket, train it on him.

His blue eyes harden. They are tragic.

“What happened to Legato? Why’d you kill him?” You thought you were going to be stronger in this moment, for him, but here you are, shakily aiming a gun, your lip quivering and tears already threatening to spill from your eyes. You beg he doesn’t notice.

“I’m sorry. There must’ve been another way, I just didn’t see it in time…”

“But what happened?!” you demand.

“How did you know him?”

“Married for four years,” you announce, showing him the wedding ring you had looped around a chain that you were now wearing as a necklace.

His eyes widen, he shakes a bit. A family, that he had torn apart. You can see the regret, the pain forming in his eyes.

“I’m sorry,” he says. “I didn’t want to kill him, I really didn’t…” he tells you the story. How Legato used his powers to manipulate the townspeople. How he waited in front of Vash’s gun for his own death. How he smiled when he died.

“I’m so sorry,” he says, concluding the story.

This man was suffering. You could tell. You remembered accidentally overhearing Legato’s conversation with Millions Knives. “Vash the stampede will feel eternal pain and suffering,” or something along those lines, Legato had said.

This was what he had meant? He died to make Vash suffer?

Your stomach churns, your resolve wavering. Your gun was still trained on him, but now it lowers. You’re not sure how long you’ve been crying, but judging by the concerned look on his face, you guess a while.

“I…see,” you say. This man killed your husband. You should hate him. But looking at him now, it’s clear he’s nearly as shaken up as you are.

“I’m so sorry,” he says again. “I really wish I could’ve seen the other way before it was too late…”

“From the sound of it, you really didn’t have any other options,” you sigh, tucking the gun back into your jacket. “I believe you. Legato…would do something like that, for Millions Knives.”

There was your true enemy. Millions Knives. The man who gave Legato that order.

“I’m sorry for coming down here and bothering you, thank you for the answers,” you say, hugging your knees and staring at the activity of the small village.

“I’m sorry that this happened in the first place. No matter what, no one has the right to take the life of another. And I’m a killer now. I pulled the trigger myself.”

You watch him stare down at his shaky hand, likely the one he used to kill Legato.

Legato had taken so many lives. He was nothing like Vash the Stampede. You had come expecting to take a life, too.

But a part of you just couldn’t. Vash didn’t want this to happen, you genuinely believed him, and you just…couldn’t take his life.

You get up, thank him for informing you, and leave, debating what to do with yourself now.

You didn’t stand a chance against Millions Knives. You knew that. And a part of you believed Legato wouldn’t want you to just…throw your life away in a mission to avenge him.

So you would fill Legato’s role, be at Knives’s side, to honor your husband’s Legacy. You would witness the destruction of humanity, for Legato.

-Flashback, a day before his death-

“Going already?” you were waiting outside Millions Knives’s chamber, when Legato stepped out.

“Yes. I’ve been given my mission,” he informs you with his usual, monotonous voice. “I leave at once.”

“Know when you’ll be back?” you ask, taking his hand in yours.

“No. I doubt I will be returning anytime soon,” he says.

“Oh…I see,” you assumed he was simply saying he had a long mission ahead of him, but something about his tone told you something was wrong. “What’s the mission?”

“That’s classified, y/n. Please don’t concern yourself with it.”

“Alright,” you learned to pick up on when he didn’t want to talk about something. “Just…be safe, alright? I love you, you know…”

“…I know. I care deeply for you too. Don’t do anything reckless in my absence.”

You press his palm to your cheek for just a moment, knowing he didn’t like physical affection, but wanting to savor him for a second.

He doesn’t object, just indulges you for the moment before pulling away. “I must go.”

“Okay…I’ll see you later?”

He doesn’t respond to this. He gives you a firm look but that’s about it, a look you can’t read.

He walks past you, determined and steady, like he always was. You had no idea he was marching to his death.

That was the last time you saw him.

Thank you for reading~

#Trigun #trigun x reader #trigun legato #trigun legato x reader #Legato #trigun legato bluesummers #trigun legato Bluesummers x reader #Legato Bluesummers x reader #legato bluesummers #Vash the stampede #my writing

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hellishjoel · 5 months

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Oh this was soooo worth the wait! And, although I hate to admit it given my admission of ✨complete and utter turmoil✨ this week, this was the perfect ending!

The beginning of the chapter had me howling with laughter, these two and their (unknown) antics of scaring folk really tickled me 😅

The chat they had in the graveyard was so REAL. It’s chats like that that most folk could probably relate to but might be too scared to vocalise. Thank you for including it and making your characters so relatable and much more real!

The smut 🥵 the SMUT. Perfection. Zero notes, as ever. Round of applause 👏🏻 it was incredible!

And the last thing I’ll say is, again, thank you for writing your characters in such real and relatable situations. The internal panic reader feels and immediately pulling away from Frankie was so frightfully spot on that I had to stop reading (for like a milisecond, I promise I’m not that dramatic 😂). The debate she’s having when she’s thinking about this is it, either pull away and be just coworkers or fall further into the feeling, right at that climax (👀) was written so perfectly.

I’m never going to be over this series and I will be here to the bitter but hopefully not ACTUALLY bitter end I promise you that 🫡

THANK YOU for sharing Table for Two with us, I’m forever Frankie til I die 💀 and HAPPY HALLOWEEN! I hope you had a fun time yesterday, whatever you were up to 🎃

I have been HOARDING THIS MESSAGE SINCE HALLOWEEN because I can't stop rereading it :') you always hype up my fics so much and I can't thank you enough for the support! I know you told me that you were in TURMOIL this week but I had to give you the angst anyway hehe

I will say, I love to write those awkward bumpy moments with smut because when I read them, I feel so seen. So I wanted to do the same for other people <3 plus sex isn't always perfect! my characters bumping and goofing around during sex is what makes them.. them!

Thank you for these compliments, I truly cried when this landed in my inbox. You took my breath away, it made me so happy! This is all anyone ever wants as a writer, is to see someone take it all in and love it and tell them what they loved so much about the fic! I can't believe it's happening to me tbh!

Shout out to my Frankie girls, ya'll are so damn loyal to this greasy ass linecook! ILY!! <3

#fic: table for two #chapter: sunnyside cemetery #ily #holy fuck #frankie morales

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durotoswrites · 1 year

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The Shy Newcomer Update

Thank you so much for your patience! I ended up breaking this current chapter in half because it was getting unwieldy, hehe.

Chapter 126: Outstretched Hands

Gray's friends support him as he nurses a broken heart on his birthday.

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Preview under the cut ^-^

Gray cursed loudly as the game over theme played on the tiny television. He gestured toward the screen, as if it were the machine’s fault.

“See? It’s the damn flinch animation! All you have to do is get touched by an enemy, and then you fall straight into the pit!”

Karen rolled her eyes. “Yeah, sure. We’ll go with that.” She gave the bill of his hat a playful tug.

“What are you talking about? You didn’t even get past the second level!”

She shrugged, waving her controller. “I’m just goofing around on here. I didn’t grow up playing this like you and Ann did.”

He felt his ears go red as he furrowed his brow. “I really did used to be able to do this all in one go! It’s been a while, so-”

An airy laugh stopped him from protesting further. “It’s alright, Gray. I’m not judging you for being a little rusty. Besides, you should know by now that you don’t have to impress me. It’s okay, I still think you’re cool.”

Her cheeky wink caused his cheeks to burn. “Gah, why do you have to say stuff like that?”

“Would you rather I not think you’re cool?”

He wasn’t sure why her question had him blushing even harder. “You’re just a tease. It’s hard to tell when you’re being sincere.”

She gasped, placing a hand dramatically over her wounded heart. “How could you say such a thing? I’m always sincere!”

He didn’t look away from the screen as he restarted the game. “You’re a flirt and you coddle a select few.”

It was Karen’s turn to blush as she looked over at the blonde, who was chatting away eagerly with Ann. “I do not coddle Claire! Or… at least I’ve been trying to get better about it!”

“I didn’t even say her name.”

And you didn’t deny being a flirt, either…

“You didn’t have to. I could just tell by the way you said it,” she huffed. She stole his hat in response and plopped it on top of her head. “Consider your hat privileges revoked.”

He paused and looked over at her.

“I’m rocking this look, huh?” Karen asked with a playful smirk.

He shrugged. “Looks better on you than it does on me.”

“Hey, you’re not supposed to agree!” A scowl covered her face. “C’mon! Where’s your sass?”

His gaze moved away from her. He heaved a deep sigh and set down the controller, his playful mood gone. “She always liked it better when I didn’t wear that damn thing anyway…”

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yellowhollyhock · 5 months

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Lucky raph and Donnie are my favorites lol! I noticed that honestly raph fans love Donnie XD

Yeah for real! I mean I think we all have our faves and there’s nothing wrong with that. I just love how they all work together. Like Donnie being my fave also means that I am thinking about Raph constantly. Especially the 2003 boys, they’re so closely knit. I think we could even say they have their favorites too—Splinter favors Leo, Raph practically says Mikey is his favorite. The show never says so but Raph is Donnie’s favorite, to me. But we still get to see close bonds with Splinter and Donnie, or Raph and Leo.

Imma put a cut because this is about to get long

I adore how Raph is everyone’s best friend. Oldest sibling coded to me, probably mostly because of my oldest sister, hehe.

But for real, Leo seems more comfortable goofing off with Raph than with anyone else. Raph also pushes him to try things that scare him, which is so precious considering how much Leo’s arc, especially early on, centers around pushing through fear. Also love that Leo seems to recognize when Raph just needs space to be angry, because yeah! What they’re dealing with isn’t normal! Let the teenager rage it’s healthy

Mikey antagonizes Raph more than the other guys, which I think there’s some issues there both ways but the issues come from the closeness. They’re the siblings who constantly want to be together until they literally drive each other up a wall. I imagine when they were little Splinter would try to separate them when things got back and they would just, sneak back to each other’s rooms, both to continue the fight and because they missed each other. They’re so siblings.

And Donnie’s bond with Raph is so most special to me. They’re just so gentle with each other. And when Raph and Leo are arguing, which does tend to be about bigger more serious subjects with real potential to divide, Donnie stays the most neutral. He follows Leo in the City at War arc, but unlike Mikey he doesn’t necessarily agree or disagree. Even little moments like when Raph does something ‘crazy’ (Leo’s bar is low for what he sees as reckless, this poor boy is so stressed), Donnie lets Leo talk to him about it, and then follows Raph lol. Raph also seems to be the one to help Donnie with his feelings, which he is kind of out of touch with. Like in The King, when he gets back and he just lost a friend, it’s Raph we see interacting. There’s no conversation about it (ever, canon will only let Leo process on screen), but at least it’s a small moment of Raph seeing that he’s upset and understanding he needs space. I imagine when Donnie tries to have a full-time job at O’Neil Tech—which at once once gives him space to process everything he’s compartmentalized and forces him to make his brain work in new ways, which causes extreme stress which tends to bring up trauma—he would come up against a lot of personal walls. I’m imagining flashbacks, chronic pain flare-ups, verbal shut-downs. Raph would absolutely be the one to help him the most. He’d probably understand it best even before they figure out causes (he deals with meltdowns during the show, like on screen. Also it’s implied he’s interacted more with humans and we see him making friends every time he goes out, so he’s probably dealt with panic attacks before). Maybe it could even lead to opportunities for Raph to talk with someone about the things he’s struggled with.

Wow Raph and Donnie’s got long—I have so much more in my head, but let me just say one of biggest reasons I relate so much to Donnie is because of how much he worries about each of his family, and April once she joins. And on recent rewatches, I love seeing throughout the show how he grows into his nurturing nature. (Seasons 6 and 7 kind of undid that growth, big part of why I don’t enjoy them as much. I mean he’s sweet with Cody but what the heck happened to his and Raph’s moments, and why is he suddenly so verbally harsh with Mikey? Idk I guess it’s just a different style)

#tmnt #tmnt 2003 #2003 raph #2003 donnie #2003 leo #2003 mikey #this got so long #thanks for the ask!#love talking about them #a little too much as you can see #especially Raph and Donnie

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1waveshortofashipwreck · 2 months

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hi!!! 🩷 i've been a lurker for a little while but i LOVEEE your writing and when i saw you were doing ship requests i just had to send in an ask. if ship requests are closed though, totally feel free to ignore this hehe

i'm a female (she/her), my charm point is probably my thicker eyebrows and my personal/dress style is androgynous but leaning a little towards masculine. my myers-briggs is ISTP, i'm a bit of a realist but i love making people laugh and i'm quite laidback. for weaknesses, i can be stubborn at times and get a little too defensive. but in terms of personal strengths, i'm crafty, loyal, the dad friend, and a tough egg to crack. i like living slow, so a few of my hobbies include art, lounging around, and visiting new places :)

my love language is probably physical touch first and words of affirmation second. i'm not picky about looks, but i'd like someone reliable, someone who would be there through thick and thin. they'd probably also be as laid back as i am...i wouldn't mind someone who puts me on a pedestal gomez addams style hehehe. i'm fine with any of the boys, but a few of my faves from bob include bull, toye, luz, and malarkey!

thank you so much for opening up ur requests and i cant wait to read what you write next!!! 🩷🩷🩷

AAAAAA thank you so much for the kind words anon!! I’m sorry this took so long lmao 😅 Thank you for requesting and hope you're having a great day!!

I ship you with…

George Luz! What would we do without George Luz!

A song from my liked songs that reminds me of y’all - A Kind of Magic by Queen

How you met

Ok so I picture you being an NCO in Luz’s platoon

Very much have the respect of your men and they would follow you off a cliff if that’s where you were going

In Taccoa with Luz first saw you he was just

In absolute awe

The way you handled Sobel’s bullshit while keeping up the morale of your men just… He was in love with you from day 1 but he never acknowledges it, he just thinks he really admires you

Also he loved having someone else to joke with and banter, he’d never admit it but in places like Eindhoven and Bastogne Luz felt a weight lifted off his shoulders, like, he wasn’t the only one trying to make the others laugh to help them through it

So y’all get to the Eagle’s Nest and you and George are sharing a bottle of wine on a couch just vibing and having a lovely time

And then quietly Luz asks “what do you think you’ll do when we get home?”

Then you realize that you and George aren’t gonna be together every day forever

“I’m honestly not sure George, what about you?”

“Well I’m probably gonna go back to Rhode Island, but I’d love to bring a certain someone back with me…”

“...you mean that?”

“Of course I do.”

This whole time your voices are getting quieter and y’all are leaning closer to each other until finally your lips touch and holy moly both of y’all are on tOP OF THE WORLD

How he knew he loves you

Ok so I know he said he’s in love with you from day 1 but goofy boy Has No Idea

Sure he realizes he has a crush on you at the Eagle’s Nest but he still has a ways to go lol

So you two are in your apartment on a lazy saturday just relaxing and doing your own things

You’re doing some drawing on the couch and you don’t see Luz just PLOP and glue himself to you

The two of you start laughing and you try (not really) to push him off but you both wind up laying on the couch him spooning you close and tight and you both just feel so happy and safe

And Luz just realizes… this is where he wants to be

Not necessarily on the couch (even though y’all’s couch is mega comfy) but just goofing around with you and snuggling you and talking about everything under the sun

So he turns you around in his arms and looks into your eyes and

“You’re my best friend, I’m in love with you”

And in that moment everything is just Perfect

A conflict and how y’all resolve it

So both of y’all have had hard times at work recently

Nothing too awful, just a bunch of little things and they’ve been piling up for both of y’all

So Luz just got home and went to the kitchen to get you and him a couple glasses of water

And you just hear a glass break followed by a “shit!”

You go into the kitchen and see George trying to sweep up all the glass with a hand broom and dust pan

You crouch down to help him but inadvertently let an aggravated sigh slip past your lips

“I didn’t do this on purpose y’know…” George mutters to you

“I never said you did?”

The two of you start bickering and it grows into something that has you both yelling at each other over you don’t even know what

You go to grumpily put the broken glass in the trash but accidentally get a small cut on your hand in the process

Of course now it’s your turn to shout “shit!” and you make your way over to the sink

George just grows quiet and follows you

He gently takes your hand away from the cut and wordlessly starts cleaning and bandaging the cut for you

“I’m really sorry about all that, work has just been shit this week, every day it feels like there’s something new going on,” his voice is almost a whisper, but you can still detect the sadness and regret

“I’m sorry too… work hasn’t been great for me either…”

You both just quietly vent what’s been going on at your jobs and it ends with Luz engulfing you in one of his trademark Hugs

“I love you so much doll,” he says before placing a gentle kiss on your forehead

The two of you spend the rest of the night just holding each other and watching a funny movie in peace

Your Happily Ever After

Y’all are just the epitome of being with your best friend

You’re always doing things together and it becomes so silly and SO CUTE

It could be anything from being on a fancy dinner date and starting a food fight to playing pranks on each other at home

Like even grocery shopping y’all will just… turn it into this hilarious, wholesome chaos that only comes from being soulmates with someone on your wavelength

Also you two ALWAYS go out together, like, all your friends know they’re getting both of you or neither of you and it’s adorable

Like, everything y’all do with each other is just so easy (heheheheh)

Even when you have the worst days you’re able to fall into each other’s arms and it’s just a breath of fresh air

A silly headcanon about your relationship

Ok so

Y’all talk on the phone to your Easy Boys all the time

But on more than one occasion they’ve mixed up y’all’s voices

Like you’ll pick up the phone and Malarkey will just “Hey George!” without missing a beat

So now y’all have made it into a game

Whenever one of you picks up the phone and it’s an old Easy Buddy you both purposefully try to imitate each other and both of you just get an absolute kick out of it

Perconte has been the only one so far to see through it but everyone else is totally clueless

It backfired a little when you were on the phone and Guarnere went “so how’s engagement ring shopping going?” but that’s another topic for another day

Aaaaa I hope you like it Anon!! Please don't be afraid to message me telling me you saw this lol, I know the feeling of submitting an anon ask and then forgetting about it 🤣 Thank you again for requesting love!! ✨

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