#im sleepy im done talking sorry for complaining so much and just talking all the fucken time lmao
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heyy congrats on 350+ followers (assuming im not too late? haha) i ADORE your hcss omll they make me giggle and kick my feet at 3:00 AM (they also help me sleep at night lol). if its not too much to ask could you do hcs abt Jason Grace x gf!reader in an argument + making up?
✮⋆˙ we do not go to bed angry in this house; jason grace argument blurb
content: jason x fem! reader argument blurb
warning: fighting but resolved with fluff
author's note: see im not the only one who wants jason angst but this one ends happy, trust!! i love love the aesthetics for this one but the fight is weak but the child of divorce in me would rather die than write a different kind of fight, ya know???
"ha! that's a joke, right? please, you're not that stupid, jason," you hissed at the boy, slamming the door shut behind you as you guys walked into your shared apartment. you guys had thought it would be fun to go out with friends, hang out and play some pool. all good, right? yeah, it was fine, until this girl just walked up to jason, dragging him away and chatting him up for the whole night. and despite you trying to free him from her grasp, he stayed, even shooing you away at certain points. so, yeah, you were a tad bit mad. okay, you were pissed.
"y/n, i don't understand what the big deal is! we were just talking and you could see me the whole night!" jason insisted, tugging his jacket off and throwing it onto the couch with a sigh. you'd been having the same fight the whole ride home and he was just done talking about it.
"the big deal is that you allowed her to occupy your space! hell, you even wanted her around. jason, do you really not see how that looks to me?" you asked, your chest nearly heaving as you begged him to understand. jason just turned his back, his hands gripping the kitchen counter.
"i wouldn't do that," he hissed out and you squeezed your eyes shut, holding in a sigh. you knew cheating was a sore spot for him, what with his dad and all.
"that's not-"
"it is, though. why else would you care? you know i wouldn't do that, of all things."
"jason, just listen-"
"y/n, i can't when you-"
"jason, that's not fair-"
"we're done for tonight. im sleeping on the couch," jason boomed, slapping a hand against the counter. silence fell over the apartment for the first time since you entered. jason turned to look at you but you put your back to him, a clear sign that you were on the verge of crying.
"i'm sorry i raised my voice," he whispered, taking a hesitant step towards you but you just moved further away.
"go get your clothes so i can go to bed, grace," you muttered, refusing to look at him. you heard a small sigh leave jason's nose before he walked into your shared bedroom - except for, tonight, i'd be your room.
jason took up post on the couch but everything felt wrong. no matter what way he twisted and turned and fluffed his pillow and adjusted his blanket, sleep continued to allude him. he flopped onto his back and stared up at the roof, wishing he'd just heard you out. just let you explain it all and so he could understand and fix all of this. becuase he was quickly realizing the reason he was struggling to sleep was because he missed you. even the things he'd typically complain about; your breathing in his ear, the confusion of your legs tangled up with his, the way you were always freezing in bed. and he was missing it.
and then he heard the bedroom door creak open, causing him to tilt his head to see better. you, utterly exhausted, slumped out of the bedroom dragging a blanket behind you. without exchanging a single word, jason opened his arms wide and you plopped down straight into them. he held onto you tight, ensuring you wouldn't fall during the night. you snuggled into the crook of his neck, hesitantly pressing a sleepy kiss there.
"couldn't sleep," you whispered against his skin before taking a small pause, "...without you."
"same," jason murmured back, his eyes turning droopy now that he had you in his arms, "...im sorry, really. i just...i wasn't thinking about how it looked to you. you know you're the only girl ill ever have eyes for, right?"
"i do, which is why i don't understand why i get so mad. and it's not because im scared you'll...ya know. just the thought of you maybe leaving makes me sick, like maybe you'll find someone better or-"
"no. never."
"my sweet boy," you whispered and jason could feel the twitch of your lips against his neck, "let's sleep, yeah?"
"finally can with you here."
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Being drunk and complaining how you think your bf/gf is prettier than you (genshin men+women x fem reader) PART 3
ITS THE HARBINGERSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
Not doing scaramouche cuz i already did in part 2
Dottore, Columbina, Sandrone x reader (seperate)
TW: implied unhealthy relationship (for dottore bc that man does not treat anyone like a human being, i have mixed feelings about that guy), and id like to state that i do NOT support toxic relationships.
Making another part for the other harbingers bc im really sleepy rn and I just wanna give you guys something because I havent posted in a long time.
The next part contains Pantalone, Tartaglia, Arlecchino x reader (seperate)
Maybe i'll do Signora, Pierro, and Capatino? but Capatino wears a mask??? wtv lol
Please note that you may not like "[name]"s personality, as it may differ from yours.
You had met Zandik when he was a scholar at the Akademiya, before he was expelled for his crimes and immoral acts. Fortunately, unlike the last girl who had fancied him, Sohreh, he did not mutilate your body, because somehow in that rather small and close to non existing heart of his, was you.
But unfortunately, you could not escape his unhinged mindset. You relied too much on the Akasha System. When he did get expelled, you followed with him. After all, thats what the Akasha showed which was best for you. Hundreds of years went by, and he became a powerful harbinger. He still gave you freedom, to some extent. So how did you wind up at his office, crying and drunk?
"Zandik" You cried.
You were ultimately weak in the mind due to your heavy dependency that Dottore had created for you. He smiled as you cried into his shoulder, dampening his clothes.
"Yes dear? What happened for you to come crying to me?" He was your white knight.
You quickly learned that somehow, dottore would always save you, relieving you of your agony. Like he did with the ruin machines when they found Sohreh's body.
"O-one of your clones said you didn't love me and you had another woman…" you hiccup in between your words.
"My dear, do not fret, there are no other women in my life besides you. Why would I require someone else? Those clones can be quite troublesome, and not all of them are friendly. I apologize for their behavior." He soothed you, patting your back. 'Yes, yes...let it all out,' he thought. His clones were doing well, their original sole purpose was to create insecurities and confusion in your mind.
"But-But, I'm not even that pretty, even you're prettier than me! Theres plenty of women who are better than me-what if you dont love me one day?" You mumble, your head still lying on his shoulder.
"Darling, I have to say, I am surprised by your irrational behavior. My affection for you is undeniable, and the fact that you would suggest otherwise is quite hurtful..." Your eyes widened.
Oh, how could you hurt him like that?! After everything he's done for you?...
"No-no! I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you, I-"
"Do you trust me [name]?" He cuts you off.
"Huh? Of course I do!"
"Good, now please can we move on? If we continue to talk about this, my heart will ache even more." He starts to make an expression that he knows will make you feel guilty. You've really fallen deeper into the rabbit hole now.
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Columbina had saved you at your lowest, and you had devoted your every fiber of yourself to her. You decided to get stronger, your sole motivation being paying back your benefactor. Well, that was until the angel-like harbinger said you could pay her back by forming a relationship with her.
You did start off as friends, but that slowly spiraled into a more intimate relationship. You promised to be there for her whenever and wherever, but really, does the harbinger who's ranked third really need protecting?... I mean, you're so much weaker than her, how can you protect her when she's in danger?
That thought slowly grew in your mind-you can't help but just let it all out when drunk on the fine vodka Columbina had brought back for you and her to enjoy...until well, you drank the whole bottle.
You stared at the empty bottle in your hand that once held the highest quality of vodka.
"[name], my dear, what's on your mind?" Columbina spoke softly, her voice sounding like a lovely melody in your ears.
"Mmmm...I don't wanna bother youuu..." You dragged out your words, slurring your speech.
Columbina stood up from the couch and took the bottle out from your hands and gently placed it on the glass coffee table, making a small 'kling' sound. She sat back down and held your hands, which were rather cold so she decided to warm them up.
It was strange how she always kept her eyes closed, but no matter what always aware of her surroundings. This only increased your insecurity, after all, only one with great strength could do such things...and you couldn't.
"[name]." She let go of your hands and placed hers on your cheek, and kissed you softly. "Your thoughts will never be a bother all right? I'll always be there to protect you and be by your side." She smiled at you warmly.
You started to cry, the alcohol heightening your emotions. "That's-that's the thing!" You let out a sob, wiping your tears. "I-I don't want to just rely on you, I want you to rely on me too! But, I'm so much weaker than you and, and you excel in everything! You're smart, strong, independent, and so, so much prettier than me and everyone, you deserve so much better than me I-" Your rant was cut short when Columbina kissed you again softly.
"Oh, [name], I never knew you felt this way, I want you to know that I rely on you every single day, there is not a single moment where I don't rely on you. I know you probably don't believe it, but you make me feel so happy. I don't care if you think that I outshine you, because in my eyes you're the most beautiful and amazing person in the entirety of Teyvat. You're perfect in my eyes just the way you are, and no one else can take that spot." Her voice really soothed you, and as she spoke, you stopped crying.
"R-really? You mean it?..." You sniffled, wiping your tears off your face.
"Yes, now please, there's no need to cry anymore alright?" she kissed your forehead and held you in a warm embrace on the couch.
"Mhm…alright, thank you, I love you…" You rubbed your eyes, tired from crying and fell asleep in Columbina's arms.
Once you were sound asleep, Columbina picked you up, carrying you in her arms bridal style and set you gently on the bed, making sure you're comfortable before crawling into the bed and cuddling with you.
The next day, you woke up, eyes puffy and not a single memory of last night. When you asked your lover, she just giggled and walked away, leaving you confused.
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Sandrone was an interesting character. When you first met, you had actually died. Well more like on the verge of death. Somehow, for some reason, she had saved you, as she had basically turned you into part automaton.
You were supposedly her 'puppet', but, puppets don't act this human. You were crazy for confessing your love to her, the harbinger who was known for only caring about her own works, and having a god awful personality to come with it.
Well, fortunately for you, you did count as one of her works, so perhaps that was the reason why she accepted your confession and you two started being in a relationship?...you still couldn't wrap your mind about this, you were really happy to say the least.
Today, you had practically begged her to come with you to have a picnic and stargaze. She was being quite stubborn. But of course, she couldn't outmatch your own stubbornness and you, thus she gave in.
You were so excited, yet here you were, sitting on the blanket, extremely drunk. You smiled at her, all giggly and bubbly as you wrapped yourself around her arm, hugging her.
Sandrone sighed and frowned, she stopped her work just for this? I mean, it was you... (She'd never admit to loving spending time with you, she's gotta keep her reputation up... but everyone knows, even you, that she has an extremely soft spot for you (and only you.))
"[name]...quit staring at me like that!" sandrone flicked your forehead, earning an 'owwww' from you.
After recovering from the ferocious attack, you laughed and smiled. "But you're just sooooo pretty! I can't keep my eyes off you, the prettiest girl in Teyvat!"
You lowered your voice to a whisper "I think you're prettier than me, all the other harbingers, and the Tsaritsa- Ow!"
She slapped the back of your head. "I will not allow you to speak of her majesty the Tsaritsa like that, [name]!"
She crossed her arms and turned her head away from you, looking angry.
Although, her words seemed to contradict her statement just now. She spoke quietly under her breath, "plus, youre the most prettiest girl in Teyvat, [name]..."
You perked up, perhaps having heightened senses was a good thing. "I heard that!" You shouted and smiled. "You really think that-"
"W-what?! No! You must be imagining things!" She yelled back at you. "Damn it, I shouldn't have heightened your sense of hearing too! Ugh!"
All you did was laugh teasingly at her frustration and embarrassment getting caught being nice, specifically to you. Until you blacked out from the alcohol. That reallllllllyyyy freaked her out, as she frantically carried you back home. (Well, the only reason she showed her 'nicer' side was really due to the only witness being her modified automaton.)
You had slept for a whole day before waking up at noon, with a god awful hangover, causing you to throw up.
(Sandrone ordered one of her machines to take care of you in secret and report to her every hour about your status.)
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Hello, I love your works and would like to request something (if it is ok with you)
So, imagine BSD charecters like Dazai,Chuuya, Fyodor and Nikolai (you can add other charecters if you want to) with a s/o whose eye color changes based on their emotions. Like red for anger, green for happiness, pink/ purple for love, grey/ blue for when they are upset and Brown is like a neutral color for them.
(you can choose the eye colors if you want to)
-🖤
A/N: Ok im going to be SO serious with y'all I put this back so far because I just didn't have ANY ideas and I feel bad if I lie and say I didn't see this, like I just haven't had ANY ideas im sorry i put this off so far(TW for like drinking ig for chuuya's
⧼ Your beautiful eyes.. ⧽
Dazai🐌 (Fluff)
It was around 7pm and you were waiting for Dazai to get back from the ADA office, since this was the usual time he came home. When you hear the door unlocking and your soft browns looking into his deep brown eyes, your orbs slowly faded into a shade of pink. You then stood from the couch and walked over embracing the brunette in your arms. Dazai wraps his arms around your waist, "Mhm? Good afternoon, baby." Dazai spoke softly, his voice full of sleep.
"Good evening to you too my sleepy boyfriend." You speak with a soft tone, soothing enough to burn a child to sleep. Your eyes have shifted back to the usual color now, but still full of love as you are held in Dazai's arms. "Could we make something to eat? I'm quite hungry, working all day is soo hard" He whined, shaking you by your waist slightly. You raised an eyebrow with a soft chuckle, "Yet, I doubt you did much did you, well of course you helped figure things out but you annoyed your coworkers, huh?" You say with a soft laugh.
Dazai just chuckles and trails to the kitchen, pulling you along, he was obviously hungry and he probably wanted you to cook something for him. "Could you make me some food, darlin'?" He looked over at you with a cheeky smile knowing you would even if you complained. Your eyes were a soft pink mixed with a yellow(happy and love) you decided to just make speghetti, it's simple 'nd good.
About 30 minutes passed, Dazai was hugging you from behind as he watched you cook with a smile. And shortly the food was done, you played it up with two pieces if garlic bread on est plate. You then stuck a fork in the food and turned to give dazai the plate. "Eat up, hun" you say as you place a kiss on his nose. "Aw, thank you" he says before he continues, "I love you, darling" he then placed a kiss on your lips and walked off to eat the food you made, leaving you a soft flustered, pink irises and a mess.
Chuuya🍷(Angst + Fluff)
You come home to a sort of sober but mainly drunk chuuya, which this has been happen for the past week, you get it work has been stressing him but it doesn't give him any right to drink his sorrow away! "Chuuya! Do we seriously have to re-talk about drinking your stress away? You've done this for the past week" you blurt out, rubbing your temples. "Darlin' it's not like im drunk? I'm just a bit stressed and I'm drinking a bit." The ginger spoke, his words a soft slur.
The amount of times you've gone through this with chuuya was so annoying. Your eyes a mix of red and blue, you were upset and mad at chuuya for drinking so much but, it also hurt you seeing him like this. You just stomp your way up the stairs and into the bedroom with a loud huff. Chuuya had a soft frown on his face as he stood from the couch and walked towards the bedroom, gently knocking on the door. “C’mon darlin’ I’m really sorry, can I come in?” His words were still a gentle slur but more legible, he knocks once more not sure if you heard him. He stood there waiting, until he heard you start talking, “Fine, come in..” you mumble, watching Chuuya open the door.
He walks in and shuts the bedroom door behind him, the ginger then sits down on the bed beside you, looking into your worried eyes. “Y/N, dear. I’m sorry I’ve been drinking so much wine. I know it’s not good it’s just, I’ve been so stressed.” He said as he continues. “I’m trying to find a better way to cope with stress it’s just not working. It’s just a bad, bad habit." He spoke slowly with a frown as he brought you into a warm embrace with his arms around you tightly. "I'm so, so sorry darlin'." He was genuine, Chuuya wanted you to know he was sorry for drinking so much.
"It's okay, Chuuya. Promise me you won't drink so much?" You said, your head buries in the ginger's chest causing your words to be a muffle. This brought a soft smile to Chuuya's face, "Alright honey, I'll try my best, I swear to everything I have." He then places a soft kiss on your head, your eyes then shift to a soft pink color. "I love your beautiful eyes."
A/N; ok I'm so so sorry I started this was a decent motivation but then it reduced at it was pretty hard to think of anything to write for when it came to this, so I wrote for dazai and chuuya. Hopefully I can get around for a part 2 if you're satisfied with this one!! I hope you understand:•3
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your so pretty
characters; yuji x f!reader + sukuna x f!reader.
warnings: n/a
part 1 part 2
y/n stared at the wall, blushing as she did so. Sukuna now letting yuji have control as yuji subconsciously held the young girl close. He snored lightly, unaware of what took place.
Sukuna left the girl to think as he himself thought aswell.
What did the king of curses mean by “he doesnt deserve you?” she tried not to think too much. Trying to make her thoughts dwindle as the time past. Unfortunately for her though, she could not.
Sukuna was raging in her brain, while she was raging in sukunas and yujis.
It had not been long as the sun rose, she took in what yuji’s face looked like, there was a tiny window near the roof of the basement, where the sun reached at the right angle. illuminating yujis face all in the right ways. His salmon hair, with traces of gold through it, sukuna’s eyes that were under his eyes, held a nice shadow to them. He had not moved much for his position, apart from the fact he was facing her and not the tv.
“yuji..” she softly whispered, watching him with wonder. He was so pretty.
He mumbled, pulling her closer. His breath evened out, matching hers. “yuji!” she spoke, in shock as her face was now inches from his, barely. She looked ith wide eyes, she smacked the back of his head as he “ack’ed” Grabbing the back of his head as he realed back. “huh?” he asked, sleepy. “y/n?” he mumbled, eyes squinting trying to get the sleep out of them.
“hn.” she let out, blushing at there one proximity.
“gojo-sensei, will be here soon.” she spoke, pushing him off as she flattened her shirt and skirt.
She looked down, she forgot to change.
She cleared her throat, as she turned to face him.
fuck, she thought. There he was, sitting on the couch, man spread and elbows on his knees, looking at her. Jaw line sharp, and shirt out of place, he leaned back, in the same ish position, his shirt lifted a bit showing his abs. “yuji!” she blushed beat red. “huh?” he asked, innocent tliting his head. I pointed at his shirt as he oh’ed and fixed it, apologizing as he did so.
y/n turned to leave his line of sight as he mumbled, throwing his head back. Exposing his adams apple.
holy fuck, who ever his is dad or mum. I fucking love you for blessing my eyes.
Yuji opened one of his eyes to look at your widen eyes. Pupils blow out as you looked at him like a piece of meet. “y/n? you alright?” he asked, standing up to reach for her.
She eeped as she blushed, running out of the room.
Had he done something wrong? He was about to rush after her but remembered he could leave the room.
Did sukuna do something to her? “sukuna!” he yelled out, making the curse roll his eyes and grumbled. “what, brat.” he sneered.
“what did you say to atlas!?” yuji spoke, frowning his eye brows.
“tch. What, your crush wont talk to you? Nothing brat. I never took control of you.” he snuffed out, lying easily as the boy was annoyed.
Just as the boy was about to complain again, you came back with a plastic bag. “here yuji, i got you food.” she spoke, unintentionally eyeing him again. “woah! thanks y/n” he spoke, kissing her cheek making her blush red.
“oh shit! im sorry y/n! i didnt mean to” he spoke, ashamed and looking down. “Its okay, i dont mind yuji.” she spoke, a bashful smile on her face.
“eat up, gojo is coming soon” she spoke. Yuji nodded, he paused, going to say something until a white dino appeared. “gojo sensei?” he spoke, clearly starttled as it happend.
“yo.” he spoke, “mission time!” he giggled like a child. A full grown adult, acting like a child. Again.
“okay!”
“yuji! your foo-“ you sighed, rolling your ryes as you packed the unfinished food. Packing it for later as you got on with homework.
dont repost my writing, translate, or rewrite.
Only, reblog, comment and follow. Sent requests too!
much love,
Atlas. 💣✨
by the time your reading this it would be 2024, happy new years everyone. Thank you for bring patient with me, shall i put this on wattpad? Would you read it?
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Take A Little Time For Me
Pairing: Kyle Crane x male reader
Summary: reader gets some much needed alone time in a freshly cleared safe house
Words: 1,065 Im so happy i actually wrote something today!! Warnings: dick, cock, balls
Notes: idk if anyone actually reads anything with kyle but i finally wrote something so I'm not going to complain.
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you sigh as the last zombie falls to the ground with a heavy thud, there weren't as many in this safe house as all the others you've cleared out today. You wrinkle your nose in disgust when one of the biters twitch, yeah, you definitely needed to clear this place out before you could rest.
It didn't take nearly as long to clear the apartment out, the splatter of blood on the ground after you threw the bodies out of the window was almost enough to make you sick but before you could delve too deep into your thoughts crane’s voice rang loud and clear over the earpiece.
“yo y/n, you alive?” he sounds so tired but god does it suit him, his husky drawl made something in your belly tingle pleasantly. “sadly” you reply wryly, it isn't long before he replies sounding unamused “That isn't funny y/n.” THAT makes your cock twitch, he sounds so done with you. your belly flutters as your mind wanders, you've been the recipient of his demands before but what would he sound like if he were ordering you to suck his cock, or fuck yourself with your own fingers.
With those thoughts rolling around in your perverted brain you quickly find yourself getting embarrassingly hard, you swallow hard and shift uncomfortably, your thighs are already sticky with your own sweat, you don't want to imagine the kind of mess your underwear would be in if this continued. “What’s got your panties in a twist crane?” You look down at your walkie to make sure you're on a private channel.
Crane gives you the honor of hearing him scoff before hes telling you off, sleepiness getting him agitated. Your cock throbs at the sound of his voice and before you can think rationally your hand gains a mind of its own and you find yourself rubbing your growing bulge through your pants, you're immediately met with the uncomfortable sensation of your sweat-stained boxer briefs. you curse and look around for some kind of wipes to at least clean your hands before you do anything else.
You come up with nothing so in a last-ditch effort you try the faucet and miraculously there's running water, the stream is weak, and its probably draining what little water is left from the pipes so you waste no time in shoving your pants down your thighs and getting your hand wet enough to half-ass cleaning your cock and balls before the water dries up.
“earth to y/n… are you okay? where are you?” Crane's voice breaks you out of your mindless stroking, you clear your throat before pressing the button on your earpiece, “Yeah, I'm okay… sorry” you curse yourself at how stupid your voice sounds “Uh… where are you?” You add meekly, hoping it could get him talking longer. “I’m back with the quartermaster just dropping some shit off” You shouldn't get so turned on by the sound of crane cursing but your dick throbs anyways.
“I’m heading out now, there's a lot of shit I need to get done before dark” he sounds like he's mumbling, he's probably outside. your hand moves back down to your crotch “Could you stop by here? I need some help” The words tumble out of your mouth before you can think, you curse yourself but before you can get too deep into your self-pity crane sighs, his voice is rough and he sounds a little out of breath when he speaks again “I dunno, I'm pretty fucking busy.”
his voice goes straight to your dick, you run your thumb over the sensitive head and then over the slit lightly to make yourself shudder, a soft whine forces its way out of your throat. “What was that? y/n?” Crane's voice cuts back into the silence and you come to the horrifying realization that you had the button pressed, he heard you whine. you cough and press the button again “y- yeah… yeah I'm fine” you curse your voice for being so shaky.
“alright, im coming” He’s totally not convinced, your heart thuds against your ribcage, and your belly tingles at the thought of Crane coming over and seeing you like this. would he laugh? would your body gross him out? would he pin you to the wall and fuck your brains out? your cock throbs as your anxiety-ridden thoughts take on a hornier tone. your fingers slip down your shaft to caress your aching “Kyle” it comes out more as a moan, your heart feels like it's going to leap out of your chest.
You're being so stupid, when have you ever been this risky? the channel stays quiet for a long moment, the static feels deafening and you start to clam up, anxiety taking over but before you could start groveling the static cuts out and you can hear Crane clear his throat “That was so fucking hot.” your breath catches in your throat and your cock throbs hard, pre dribbling out over the head of your needy cock.
Before your nerves settle in you press the button on your earpiece and blurt out where you were, “hurry” you add meekly. Crane takes just long enough to arrive that you're already cringing at how you were acting but he drops down from the hatch on the roof faster than you can get your pants back up, you don't have time to react before he's crowding you into the counter and thumbing at your wet slit, you choke out a surprised moan and cant your hips up into his hand. Kyle doesn't give you enough time to think about hygiene or get anxious before his hand circles your touch-starved dick to give a firm stroke, you shudder and groan and he chuckles breathlessly at how desperate you are.
“We gotta be quick, okay?’ he whispers darkly against your lips, his hand tightens around your throbbing shaft and he strokes faster, the feeling of his warm palm nearly making your knees buckle. Your arms fly up to wrap around his shoulders tightly, your knees wobble as he beats your cock mercilessly, never letting you catch your breath and after an embarrassingly short time you’re body tenses with the best orgasm you've had in forever.
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Alone together!
Riddle rosehearts
|°Rumor: Riddle and you have a study date but you seem to understand much of what's going on and you start to feel a bit sleepy!
|°Rumor warning: gn!reader, crushing, rushed, ooc(?),spelling error,non-edited, studying, Reader hardly says anything-
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Tapping echoed through the halls. The sun was finding its way through the giant windows in the hallway. It was a warm sunny day, the birds were chirping, so why was riddle frowning? Well to start us off you are late, really late. Not five or ten minutes late but 30 minutes late. Riddle likes things neat and to be on time, all of his assignments were done flawlessly exactly on time and his room is ordered properly 24/7. So yes, it made him a little upset that you were half-an-hour late. What was so important that made you this late? Usually if you were to be late it wouldn't be half an hour, it would be more like 15 minutes give or take.
The calming silence was interrupted by the quick pitter patter of someone's feet, when Riddle turned to see who it was he was greeted by the sight of you. “What was so important to make you so late?” Riddle asked, as he folded his arms around his torso. “Ace and deuce needed help with something..” you paused, looking at him to see if that worked or not. But to your surprise it worked well. Riddle let out a sigh thinking about those two reckless first years causing problems and breaking rules. For a moment he wanted to ask what happened this time but he didn't really want to know at this point. “very well” he said, as he entered the library. Yall chose a nice spot in the library and sat down shoulder to shoulder. A few days ago you were complaining about how your grades suddenly dropped. When Riddle asked to see some of your papers he knew why, you were terrible at math– how did you even come up with that answer!? Ridding being the kind soul he has offered to tutor you, it's definitely not because he has a fat crush on you and wants to spend time with you.
“Now shall we get started?” he asked, as he pulled out his notebook. You nodded and pulled out all of your things, Riddle watched as you were rummaging through your bag trying to find a pencil he guessed.“here.” the rose haired boy said as he gave you a yellow #2 pencil. You thanked him and looked down at the textbook, your eyebrows knitted together while you looked at the book filled with numbers and letters "whos idea was it to put letters in math" You thought to yourself.
Snap!
"Focus or you won't get anything done" Riddle said, noticing how you were glaring at the book. You nodded and asked riddle a few questions but other than that y'all didn't talk to each other much, which made riddle a bit upset. But you paused again looking at your paper. “do you need help?” Riddle asked with a raised brow, whether you said yes or no he decided to help you either way. “how about you try finding the answer to (x + y) first ” he said, watching as you scribbled on the paper. “now let me see.”
You showed him the paper and he looked at it with a small frown and spoke, “question two is wrong.” “Wait really!?” you asked, a huff left your lips as you sat your head in your arms. You muttered incoherent things before Riddle spoke, “would you like me to show you how to do it?” you nodded, as you placed your head in your arms and looked up at him. “you're gonna fall asleep like that” “no I'm not!” Riddle sighed, “if you fall asleep it's off with your head.” you felt yourself shudder as you imagined that collar around your neck, you nodded as you watched him explain. But you felt tired, you tried to stay up you really did but the feeling was too strong. Your eyes grew heavy and you felt so comfortable, too comfortable..
“Now divide (x) by 31 and you will get-” he stopped, looking down at your sleeping form. You fell asleep while I was explaining…. Should I wake you up..? Maybe I'll wait a bit, you may be able to focus if I let you rest for awhile….Riddle sighs as he looks down at your sleeping form, he gently takes the text books, pencil, plus all the other study materials yall had and sat them in their rightful places. Then he was met with your notebook, “I suppose I can look and correct your notes..” Riddle muttered, making sure not to wake you up by mistake. He was met with somewhat exceptional notes, but what really caught his eye were the small doodles of him. It was kinda cute. He sat the notebook down and got up to get a book to read while he waited for you to wake up. Of course he will discuss those doodles with you later.
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Haikyuu Characters with a S/O with Hypersomnia Pt.2
Bokuto and Osamu
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Fluff//SFW
Part 1 Here (Tsukishima/Iwaizumi)
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Bokuto
Honestly the first time he finds out and tries to truly understand; he's a bit confused. He's stuck between thinking: So do you need more sleep or less sleep? - Wait, but what if you’re sleeping too much and that's why you feel more sleepy? But if you’re sleeping too much doesn't that mean you’re not getting enough sleep?
But then that doesn't make any sense in his head and he's right back to the first thought, going around and around in circles.
You have to reassure him that no matter how he looks at it, your body just can't help it and there's only so much you can do.
He wants to help he really does, if he could just take the struggle away entirely he would, but sometimes he can’t help but just become entirely clueless when you pass out from exhaustion.
When you are up during the day or need to get things done regardless, he hopes his natural high energy personality rubs off onto you, like he’s a little mental and physical recharge hotspot for you, however only if that worked all the time…
He can’t help but notice and stare at how peaceful and satisfied your body looks when you finally fall asleep around him.
And if you do want to cuddle he absolutely becomes a mini recharge point as he brings his voice down to meet your energy (or lack of) and try to be with you. Even if you’re asleep, and unresponsive he wants to make sure if he's there he can sit or lay next to you and still feel like he is supporting in a way.
Of course he can’t sleep as much as you do and he tries to keep his own sleep schedule as stable as possible so as to not upset his own routines- but he will lay awake next to you as a movie or show plays, his hands in your hair massaging your scalp and rubbing your back once you sleepily roll over.
Im sorry but i feel like he's the guy to just see how cute you look asleep on him and take a picture of it, he won't share it to anyone else (without your consent of course,) it's mostly for himself, but if you also happen to snore or sleep talk… this boi is so quick to record that. Mostly just to playfully tease you with it later.
He just wants you to know he's there with you even if he can’t do a lot.
Osamu (one of my favourite boys!)
Osamu just screams comfort and warmth. He doesn't ask many questions about your hypersomnia and just takes it for what it is.
You want to be held as you nap, he's all over it, but halfway he carefully gets up to make food for the both of you once you wake up.
He doesn't mind taking things slow with you during the day,
I’ve always thought his love language would be around the acts of service/quality time and physical touch. So he doesn't mind if you’re often too tired or need to nap, he loves showing he loves you and supporting you by making your favourite foods while you nap, holding you close as you drift off just so you know he's by your side even if you’re not too energetic.
He loves making playlists to play as you sleep off soft music just so the room isn't too quiet. “Hey baby, the music isn't too loud?- Do you want to listen to something else?” he's always asking before he hits shuffle.
He absolutely melts if you give him wide open arms in his direction, motioning with grabby hands. He will just fall onto the bed or sofa and pull you on top of him (he will only regret the decision later when he has to get up while you’re still asleep.)
And when you slowly wake up it's, “Hey hun, here's something to nibble on” as he places some snacks by you and a glass of juice, thinking you probably need the sugar.
He makes sure both his home and yours has adequate amounts of cozy blankets and pillows, if you’re going to nap for longer than most people you might as well be comfortable rather than complaining of a stiff neck or sore back.
He jokingly offered you a soft teddy bear the first time you climbed into bed to nap while he was around, after you just tired laughed and took it anyways, he found the sight too cute (before getting slightly jealous that you were holding the bear and not him) that he came across another plush toy and got it for you, it was a soft squishy sushi roll, now when you decide you need mid day naps he rolls you up in blankets and calls you his sushi roll before you finally fall to sleep.
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A/N; part 2 was way more fluffy than pt1- and I don't know why I wrote it that way, but halfway writing osamu's headcanons; my aromantic ass wanted to revolt…. But I couldn't help it, he absolutely would roll you up like a sushi roll and think he was being the best boyfriend.
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Loving is Easy
You give Karl a blanket- oh! Also Karl is really pretty.
- KARL JACOBS X GEN NEUTRAL! READER BLURB
- ANON REQUESTED!
- small dialog sorry about that... man its so short (its a blurb I mean) im sorry
Prompts!
20) "Can you get me a blanket?"
⚠︎ angst???? fluff, fluff. Thats it
It was quiet in the house except fot the faint screams of Karl's stream. He had closed the door to his streaming room and said "he wouldn't make that much noise", but you could still hear him. You were working on a college project and needed some quiet time, but your room was next to his recording room. It was inevitable that you wouldn't get any work done.
You enjoyed the muffled chaos in the other room, it was a nice company. But right now it was a major distraction to you.
As the screaming and constant words being repeated over and over again you decided to give up on the project, close your computer and lay down in the bed you were once sitting uncomfortably on. You closed your eyes and finally relaxed, listening to Karl joke around with his friends.
You didnt want to interrupt him, you always waited for his "okay" to come in and join the stream. You wanted to join him and his stream, but at the same time you were tired out of your mind the need to have Karl next to you in bed increases with the time you spend lying there.
You could hear faint goodbyes coming from Karl's room. Pulling out your phone you opened Twitch and took a sneak peak into Karl's stream. He was talking to his Twitch chat, you were surprised that he didnt end the stream yet. He might be playing another game soon. It was almost 11pm and you guessed he will stream longer.
Sadly you continued to watch his stream as you tried to slowly drift off to sleep, but you wouldn't allow yourself to. You wanted to wait for Karl, these were one of the days you could stay over without work and college keeping you away from him. You two always went to bed together after his streams ended or if he wasn't streaming at all. You wanted him now, you wanted to cuddle, or just lay with him and the feeling was apparently mutual.
The door creaked open and you lazily looked up from your spot in bed. Karl's head peaked in trying to see if he was disturbing you, only to find you lying in bed with the lights on while books, paper, and your closed computer laid on the bed with you.
He smiled and fully entered the room.
"Hey." He softly said. "Why arent you sleep?"
"I wanted to wait for you, are you done?" You asked hopeful.
"Nope Im not. Just checking up on you now." He walked over to where your place was on the bed and gave you a kiss on your forehead.
Karl started organizing the messy bed, taking your work off of it and trying to rearrange the blankets you were laying ontop of. He gave you one last smile before exiting the room. That was probably all you were going to get before you went to bed, a smile and a kiss on the forehead.
Before you could call it a night you heard yelling coming from the hallway.
"Can you get me a blanket?!"
Karl yelled from the hallway and it took you a second to register what he wanted. So you quietly complained, he could've got one when he was in here, but you tried to come out of your sleepy mind state and get up to give your lover his blanket. You grabbed one off of the bed and dragged yourself to Karl's room.
You opened the door to it and tried not to interrupt his on-going stream.
"Hey again!" He smiled your way.
"Hey~. Here you go." You smiled back extending you arms out with the blanket.
"Thank you!" He wrapped the blaket around himself and looked back to you. "C'mere! Join me."
You obliged and sat in his lap while he wrapped the blanket around the both of you this time. You rested your head against his shoulder trying to fight the urge to sleep once more. Karl was talking to his chat about something along the lines of "a special guest" and a Roblox stream.
You admired how his eyes were glossy from staring at the screen too much, you wanted him to go to bed soon and get some rest. The way he tried to not laugh as loud not to disturb you, the way he talked about you so starstruck, the way he held you close to his chest, it made you feel special, he never let you feel anything short of special. You loved him and he loved you. He loved you enough to keep your nightly routine up while still streaming. Eventhough you can see this trending on Twitter soon, you wouldn't trade this for the world.
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DRV3 Cuddling HC
//this was mostly for me, i really need a comfort, so im gonna do all of the characters. very long post BHABHA
i might do the other games as well (even characters ive done before since i wanna rewrite them)
- mod oma
EDIT: I FORGOT MIU AND TSUMUGI IM SORRY
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Shuichi Saihara
Very shy about cuddling, but he absolutely loves it
The feeling of your body pressed up against his, your breath on his neck just makes him melt inside
He adores spooning you, though he gets a bit shy when he’s the little spoon
He loves being held by you, sometimes resting his head on your chest as you pet his hair
It relieves so much stress for him, and he’s a pretty stressed out guy
He doesn’t have a favourite position, as long as he close to you
But if he had to choose, he loves spooning
Either way, he loves feeling protected and protecting you
Kaede Akamatsu
She loves cuddles!
She’s not shy about it at all, pulling you close to her when you two are sitting together
She lets you rest your head on her thighs as she runs her fingers through your hair
Though if you want to bring her to your chest, she wouldn’t complain
She’ll always have a big smile on her face as she nuzzles your skin
Her favourite position is having you rest your head on her chest
She loves playing with your hair and comforting you, so that’s the best position to do so!
Kaito Momota
BIG CUDDLE GUY
He loves the feeling of protecting you, so he’ll curl around you, regardless on how tall you are
Though don’t expect to sleep if it’s not bedtime, he can talk for hours
Though, he would love to have your head on his chest as well while he rubs your back
Even if you fall asleep on him, he wouldn’t even notice and continue talking
But when he does, he makes sure you’re extra comfortable as he presses a kiss to your forehead
Maki Harukawa
Almost never cuddles you, but will when you ask
She prefers to be the big spoon, or having you in her arms, but won’t object if you want to hold her
Kind of stiff and awkward, not really knowing where to put her hands
The more time that goes on, she relaxes a bit more, even starting to get a bit sleepy
She doesn’t have a favourite position, as she’s neutral for all of them
But spooning does get her fairly sleepy and snuggly
Kokichi Oma
Little shit can never sit still enough to actually cuddle
He’s always on the move, so you’d either have to wait until its bedtime, or catch him
Once you do, he’s very squirmy and he loves to nuzzle into your chest
He hates to admit it, but he loves being the little spoon. He feels so small and protected and he adores it
If you have boobs, beware, he’ll be nuzzling them the entire time
But if not, he’ll still be nuzzling them, but not suffocating as much
He falls asleep pretty easily if it’s quiet (he’s never quiet) and actually calms down
Before he’s up again and playfully wrestling you
Himiko Yumeno
As soon as you wrap your arms around her, she’s out like a light
She can never stay awake long enough to actually cuddle you, so you’d probably have to snuggle her
But the rare moments she is, she loves laying on top of you, using your chest as her pillow
Says something about recharging her mana, but she’s just sleepy and she loves you
You wouldn’t have to worry about waking her up if you move, she’s a heavy sleeper
Tenko Chabashira
PROTECTIVE.
She will absolutely be your big spoon, or having you rest on her chest
She would be kind of stiff, but she’s mostly on alert in case someone decided to jump the both of you
You’d have to reassure her that you’ll both be fine and to relax
She’s still on alert, but she would relax against you as she compliments you
She loves running her hands on your back, almost like a massage
If someone even decided to sneak up on the both of you, she’ll kick their ass
Rantaro Amami
He adores cuddles
His love language is touch, so cuddles are pretty often with you
He prefers being the big spoon, or having his arm wrapped around you, but won’t protest if you want to change it up a bit
He loves running his hands up and down your sides, his mind taking note on all of your soft curves
He gets pretty sleepy, so you’d probably be trapped while he naps
But never fear! He’ll stay up to talk about your day, or his adventures!
Cuddle time is his absolute favourite time
Korekiyo Shinguji
He takes cuddle time pretty seriously
It’s the one time of day when he’s able to look over at how beautiful your body is
Nothing sexual, just to see how gorgeous you actually are
He prefers to have his arm wrapped around you, but he also likes to have you rest on his chest as well
He’s a pretty tall guy, so his long limbs will tangle with yours throughout the night
He doesn’t fall asleep easily, so he would talk about history, or about traditions he learned more about that day
Angie Yonaga
Very snuggly! Though its hard to get her away from her worship to cuddle
But once she’s in bed with you, her face will be snuggled into your chest with her arms around your waist
She doesn’t get sleepy easily, so she would have a nice chat, even dropping the conversation on Atua and just asking how your day was
She gets pretty calm and cuddling allows her to empty her head
Sometimes she’ll even meditate while snuggling, which she’s pretty good at
But after awhile, she’ll get pretty antsy and will leave to do something else (with you in her hand of course!)
Kiibo
Not very comfortable, but he tries!
The best would probably be cuddling on the couch with his head in your lap
Though, all that metal is sort of heavy
He feels sort of sad since he can’t cuddle your properly
But never fear!! You two can hold hands!
It makes him feel a lot better, especially when you’re laying together and your fingers are laced with his
Sometimes the two of you can get in a comfortable enough position to actually cuddle, which would be your head on his arm
Kirumi Tojo
Sort of dislikes cuddling, but not because she hates touching, she just hates the feeling of not being productive
So the best time to cuddle would be when she’s ready for bed!
She would love any position, so she had no preferences
If you want her to lay on your chest, she will
If you want to lay on hers, got it! She’ll be running her fingers through your hair
You’d have to stop her from giving you a proper massage though, in which she’ll actually have to relax
She definitely deserves a break
Gonta Gokuhara
Absolute SOFTIE
He’s so gentle and caring with you, making sure you’re absolutely comfortable
Big spoon all the way, but wouldn’t mind being the little spoon (big little spoon?)
He would love to have you lay on top of him, in which he’ll wrap his arms around your waist and press small kisses to your cheeks
Kind of afraid that he might hurt you (he never ever does) so he’ll be sort of hesitant
But when you reassure him that you’ll be okay, he’ll have that big cute smile on his face as he peppers your face in smooches
Ryoma Hoshi
He never complains if you want to cuddle
Sort of embarrassed that he’s the little spoon
But he loves it a bunch
He adores feeling your body pressed up against his as your arms wrap around his waist
Sometimes he’ll rest his head on your chest, nuzzling slightly as he slowly falls asleep
Comfort this boy, he’s so tired
Tsumugi Shirogane
This tall woman can CUDDLE
She loves cuddling! Sometimes she’ll pull you into her lap and wrap her arms around you to snuggle
She’s so soft and gentle with you, almost like you’re made of glass
She prefers big spoon, but would love if she was little spoon as well!
Loves to talk about anime and manga, even if you’re about to sleep
Sometimes she won’t talk for awhile, but she’s just off in her own head
Miu Iruma
Lord.
Pray she doesn’t suffocate you in her titties
A little awkward to cuddle, as it’s usually a sign of...more
But when you just want to cuddle, she won’t complain
She’ll go on about her inventions, what she wants to do, what happened that day, who pissed her off, etc
She loves being little spoon, on hand on her waist and another one on her boob
She falls asleep pretty fast, and she moves around a lot.
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drabble game — prompt 67
pairing: diluc x gn!reader
prompt: “If you don’t want to talk about it then say so. Don’t lie and pretend to be fine when you clearly aren’t.”
tags: fluff, grumpy diluc, healer!reader
wc: 1.3k
notes: in the part with the chest i don’t mean like a female chest but like a normal human chest that’s up to your interpretation ^^ also thank you to @spoiledmoras for requesting this! i rushed the ending bc if i went on it would’ve become a full-fledged fic and im not ready for that kind of commitment
The moon hung high and bright in the sky as Diluc limped his way back to Mondstadt. With each step forward, the next step became harder as his legs threatened to give way beneath him.
It wasn’t like him to be injured so badly while protecting Mondstadt in the middle of the night but simple recklessness took a hold of him and he had rashly put himself in danger for the sake of intercepting a few Abyss Mages and the hordes of hilichurls they led.
Granted, his injury was merely a result of his rashness that led to him falling off the cliff after swinging his claymore too widely, making such a rookie mistake weighed heavily on him as he recalled why he had been so agitated in the first place.
Exhaling heavily, Diluc cast a withering glare at the steps leading up to the Cathedral. He had always been one up for some light exercise but his bones ached at the thought of dragging himself all the way up to get some medical help.
“I should’ve gone back to the Winery…” The red-headed man muttered to himself. He glanced back at the route he had taken, the gears spun in his head as he calculated his chances of making it back to the Winery before daybreak or even surviving the night.
But his thoughts were interrupted as you appeared before him, like an angel in the dark.
“Y/N.” He greeted smoothly as he attempted to stand up straighter. The sight of Mondstadt’s newest healer was a welcoming one for Diluc.
Your eyes were as wide as saucers as you observed Diluc looking dishevelled and nothing alike the refined gentleman he always appeared to be.
“Master Diluc.” You responded, eyes roving from his face to his feet. “You’re injured.” You gasped, pointing at his knees.
The man nodded quietly, refusing to explain any further.
One of the things Diluc disliked about you was your unnatural ability to pinpoint when something was up with a person. Your questioning gaze searched his face for answers but Diluc remained stone-faced as you guided him to the fountain by the plaza.
“I know this isn’t the most comfortable of places but I don’t think I could carry you all the way back to the Cathedral.” You said to the man as you helped him move into a seated position with his legs outstretched.
“It’s fine,” He answered, grimacing slightly as pain flared in his legs.
“Pardon me,” You whispered as you rolled up his pants, your face bore no emotion as you assessed the extent of his injuries. Your hands were cool to the touch as your fingers brushed against his skin lightly. As much as he’d hate to admit it, your touch calmed him down and the simmering rage that burned within him seemed to dissipate.
“You’ve been getting hurt more frequently as of late, is something on your mind?” You asked him, unaware that a pair of scarlet eyes were trying to burn a hole into your face for asking a simple question.
“It’s nothing.” Diluc answered stiffly, crossing his arms as he spoke.
The man wondered how much longer you’d take to fix him up and how many more intrusive questions would you ask during that time.
“You sure?”
Diluc sighed deeply, causing you to look up from your work in concern.
“I am. Fine.” He stated quietly, an underlying tone of anger laced his voice as he directed a steely glare at you.
Nevertheless, you were undisturbed by his grumpiness.
“If you don’t want to talk about it then say so.” You told him, a reassuring smile donned your lips as you continued, “Don’t lie and pretend to be fine when you clearly aren’t.”
Were you… giving him advice?
An unknown emotion erupted in Diluc‘s chest as he glared at you as you worked, your hands hovered above his wounds as you healed him with your powers.
“I have no need to disclose personal matters with you.” Diluc said, breaking the silence.
“I know.”
Diluc gritted his teeth, why would you ask if you had known in the first place?
“I just wanted to know if there was anything I could do to help,” You stated, answering his unspoken question.
“You’re always coming back to the city this late in the night, injured, and as someone who’s been healing you for the past few weeks I’ve just been feeling a little worried that’s all.”
It was true. Diluc knew he wasn’t being himself, throwing himself at monsters every chance he got. And the fact that you always happened to be around when he needed a healer was something he greatly appreciated.
Perhaps he had been too harsh…
“Klee’s always saying that you never smile and I guess that’s true!” You laughed pointing at him.
Even without a mirror, Diluc knew exactly what you had meant and your laughter only served as oil to be added to the growing flames.
As time passed, the pressure on his brow lifted and the quiet anger quickly turned into approval (and a hint of admiration) while you finished up the healing process, unfurling his pant leg to signify that you were done.
“I’ve done as much as I could but you should definitely follow me to the Cathedral so you can receive proper treatment.” You stated, perspiration coated your forehead which you promptly wiped away with your sleeve.
“I’ll be fine on my own.” Diluc answered, refusing your outstretched hand in offer.
“Oh, but I’ve only alleviated the pain, the injury is still-” Your words were interrupted as the red-haired man attempted to stand up, only to fall forward and into your arms.
You let out a yelp as Diluc’s weight sent the both of you crashing into the cobbled floors.
“Are you okay?!” Your voice was high as you lifted Diluc’s face from your chest.
“I’m so sorry, I couldn’t support your weight.” You blurted out and continued to apologize profusely even as Diluc lifted himself off of you with his arms and rolled over.
“Your face is red, do you have a fever!?” You pressed your palm to Diluc’s cheek, “You’re burning up!”
Diluc remained composed despite his flushed cheeks, his face felt warm and the way you touched him in such an unrestrained manner didn’t seem to bother him at all. In fact, he wanted more.
You were a rambling mess as you fussed over him, checking his temperature and if his injury had worsened.
Diluc narrowed his eyes at you as he let you help him sit up, he wasn’t sure why he felt the need to hold you. But he let you press your body next to his as his arm slung around your shoulders and you lifted him from the floor.
“Don’t worry, I’m prepared to support you this time!” You assured him, to which Diluc responded with a low unconvinced hum.
Yet, a hint of a smile was evident on his lips as you walked with him up the many stairs, until the both of you reached the Cathedral, out of breath.
“We’re… Here…” You panted, your legs complained with each step you took but you ignored the limits of your body and focused on getting Diluc some much needed medical help.
In truth, Diluc had already gotten used to the initial soreness in his legs. With the pain gone, he could still walk even though he was certain the bone within hasn’t mended but the man wasn’t about to tell you that.
In his eyes, you were strange, asked many invasive questions, yet you stirred something deep in his heart and he would rather compliment Kaeya than to say what was on his mind.
Even as you called for Barbara, you stayed by his side. Making sure he was comfortable and assisting Barbara whenever you could.
Although, the blush on his face still wouldn’t go away.
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end notes: this was also unedited bc its 1am and im sleepy lmao
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The First Day of School
It was a dewy morning. Not too hot, not too cold, far too humid. It was the usual for Hyakkou High School, where students came to learn and excel in their studies while maintaining good social relationships. The school was usually filled with many different students. Any stereotype you could think of, Hyakkou had it.
The students usually had fun. The Principal was quite lax when it came to certain things. All he asked of the students was to respect each other and respect the building. And to keep their grades up of course. They would be failing as a school if the students weren’t receiving the proper education!
And this is where their story begins.
“Ack. Hey! Mary!” Ryota called out from behind the blonde, who was currently looking down on her phone. The boy ran up to his best friend, hooking his arm around the back of her neck to bring her into a headlock. “Hey! Don’t mess up my hair you dork!” Mary growled, trying to wrestle her way out of Ryota’s lock.
The two continued their conundrum until they reached the gates of the school, where Mary finally got a good grip and threw her friend over her shoulder, thus leading to him falling on his backpack. “Ow…,” he muttered, smiling like an idiot.
Mary Saotome and Ryota Suzui had been friends since childhood. They were even neighbors, and she often came over to his house to play on his Wii with him. Their friendship had blossomed into a relationship.
Until they realized they were better off as best friends. In fact, after they had broken up and continued to be platonic, it seemed as though their friendship grew stronger.
“Hi guys!” The two heard a familiar voice, registering it as their other best friend, Yumeko Jabami. Yumeko had met them all in middle school, when she had moved here with her sister. The ravenette was one to take risks, and found pleasure in dangerous things. Of course, only in moderation. In reality, the only things she had taken much risk for was a move in a fighting game. Or a board game.
Her bubbly exterior was often in place of her mellow interior. She tended to keep to herself truly, unless with her friends.
“Yumeko!” Ryota yelled happily, jogging over and scooping the girl in a tight hug. Much to his delight, Yumeko returned the hug tenfold.
“ShiT, I can’t breaTHE-,” he barely managed, his face turning purple. He should have known, the girl was a strong hugger. “Oi, calm down you two, before I separate you guys for 10 minutes straight, and I know that will be a pain since you usually do homework together in the mornings,” Mary stated, crossing her arms. Yumeko finally relented, giving Ryota’s respiratory system some reprieve. Yumeko looked quite meek, but she could give hugs like no other.
“Mary!” Yumeko giggled, giving the blonde another one of her bone crushing hugs. “Sup, dumbass,” Mary replied, smiling softly at her friend’s gestures of affection. “Are you all ready for your first days of school!?”
It was the start of junior year for the three, and boy were their classes packed. Ryota was taking a few classes on science and health, as well as a gym class to exercise and get fit. He wanted to be a firefighter, and such education was necessary to ensure he was a good candidate for the job.
“I have… Anatomy first period. Woohoo,” Mary sighed. She was actually quite excited, but decided not to show it in order to keep her cool exterior. The path she had chosen was Emergency Medical Services, and taking anatomy was the first step in her opinion.
“Oh? That’s so wonderful! I have Calculus for my first period. I wonder if Sayaka is going to be in that class!” Yumeko said eagerly. Sayaka was one of the other kids attending this school. The girl mainly kept to herself, but she had recently started acquainting herself with the ravenette.
“Gah! Sorry I’m late guys! I kinda missed my bus…” A ginger voice panted, revealed to be none other than Itsuki Sumeragi. The strawberry blonde had met the three last year when she was a sophomore. After transferring from a private school to Hyakkou, the tight-knit group had taken her in, welcoming her as one of their own. “Hey! I heard there’s gonna be a pair of new students! I hear they’re seniors,” Itsuki gossiped, taking out her Nintendo Switch and turning it on.
“Ooh, Smash? Let’s do this!” Ryota declared, taking his controller and setting it to his button map.
“So what about these new students? Do they seem weird or anything?” Mary inquired, picking her character, King K. Rool, and setting her button map. “Oh come on, why do you ALWAYS play heavies!?” Ryota complained, picking Marth as his character. “Because heavies are fucking goated, why else?” the blonde snarked back, a sly smirk on her face.
“I don’t know. But I heard they’re twins!” Itsuki giggled, sitting down to watch them play.
“Heya guys,” a shrill voice came out of nowhere. “You playin’ Smash? I’ll join!” it giggled. Runa had seemingly appeared out of nowhere in her oversized jacket. “Oh no…,” The entire group groaned.
“Runa, you’re cool and all, but whenever we play with you, you find a way to resize our assholes every match in different ways. I really don’t want to get 0-to-deathed consecutively while you stay on three stocks. Seriously, how the fuck do you even do it!?” Mary spoke, seemingly for the entire group. “I dunno, just practice TBH,” was all Runa said, picking up a controller. “And fuck you, I’m playing anyway.”
The sound of groans could be heard around the courtyard after that statement.
Sayaka Igarashi, resident Valedictorian-to-be, had come over to the table with Midari Ikishima, who was dragging along a seemingly sleepy senior. “C’mon Yuriko. I know you have senioritis but our friends are here!” Midari grumbled, literally dragging Yuriko. Yuriko Nishinotounin had gotten a severe case of Senioritis, especially since most of her classes were a breeze this year.
“Would you both calm down please!? They’re playing a game, and I’m trying to read!” Sayaka chided, mentally swearing at the rebel. “Chill out, Sayaka, Yuriko is already falling asleep on me and it’s not even 7:30!” Midari grumbled.
“I can’t wait for senior year to be over,” Yuriko yawned, sitting on the table everyone was at basically falling asleep.
“What the fu- NO!” Mary yelled, distracted by Yuriko long enough for Runa to get a move on her, resulting in her virtual demise. “Fuuuuck!” she sighed, hitting her head against the wooden table. “FUCK!” she repeated, after feeling the pain that came along with it. Ryota had already fallen out of the competition.
Please nerf Lucas.
Yumeko hummed happily to herself, reading some random tabloid article on her phone. As the bell rang, they all dispersed into their classes.
“See you guys later!” Ryota called, jogging over to the weight room for his first period.
The three girls had made their way over to the Portables, then separating into their classrooms.
Sayaka practically dragged her two friends to their classes and then her own, all while keeping to the schedule. Anatomy was her first period, and she sat next to Mary.
It wouldn’t be too bad of a year. Mary was a good student and wasn’t too hard to talk to. She just mostly liked to keep to herself.
“Good morning class! Welcome to Anatomy! You guys are obviously gonna be learning about the body, it’s functions, what is where and what goes where and woop dee dah, all the good stuff! Hopefully I can make learning about how food passes through the body actually entertaining for y’all, but first we have two new students with us today! They’ve recently transferred over, so let’s give ‘em a warm welcome to Hyakkou!” The teacher, Mrs. Murray, announced. She looked a bit older, with a tall figure and ginger hair in her face. Her glasses looked odd, but it added to her look.
People like Mrs. Murray because she was actually a good teacher. She cared about her students and actually helped them if they needed it.
“Ladies, if you would please introduce yourselves!”
The entire class looked at the two, and for a moment they thought they saw double.
“Hello. My name is Kirari Momobami. I’m a senior here, and it’s a pleasure to meet you all. I hope we can get along,” The girl, now known as Kirari, had stated.
It seemed her sister’s turn was up next.
“Er.. I’m Ririka Momobami. We’re twins. I hope we can… have a good time!” Ririka muttered, almost too quietly for the class to hear.
Mrs. Murray smiled and beckoned them to take their seats.
Their seats were in front of both Sayaka and Mary, who seemed to be in a state of both ‘gay’ and ‘panic’.
The two twins looked vastly different, with Kirari’s hair done in twin loop braids and dressed in a rather classy manner, while Ririka’s hair was free to fall.
Wait.
Did Ririka have a sweatshirt that had the Poggers Man on it?
Mary internally laughed at that. It was adorable.
When class had dispersed to work in groups, Mary and Sayaka had picked each other on instinct, then looking for two more partners to start their work on.
“Sayaka!” Mary whisper-yelled, a small blush on her face. She then gestured to her phone to text the girl.
Mary S: HOLY SHIT IM GAY
Sayaka I: I am too. Which one are you gay for?
Mary S: Ririka.
Sayaka I: Oh. I like her too.
Mary glared at Sayaka for a moment.
Mary S: The one with the adorable hair and clothing?
The blonde mentally facepalmed, of course Sayaka would think that. No matter the twin.
Sayaka I: Yes. I love how her hair is done. Plus her shirt looks nice.
Mary S: Oh. So the one with the weird braids?
Sayaka I: Don’t call them weird.
Mary S: ok but dont worry cause im crushing on the other twin. I swear her sweatshirt is adorable.
Sayaka I: .
Sayaka I: poggers
Mary S: LMAO HOLD UP IM SCREENSHOTTING THIS ONE
Sayaka I: Be my guest.
The two had reluctantly come up to the twins.
“Hello! I am Sayaka Igarashi, and this is Mary Saotome. It seems you both don’t have another pair, so if you’d like, we can work with you,” Sayaka stated, trying to sound as polite as possible. Nothing could hide the blush on her face though.
“Sure, I would love to work with you both,” Kirari replied, a small smirk forming on her face.
Ririka just nodded with a small smile.
It was going to be a long year.
#au tag#kakegurui#kirari momobami#meariri#kirasaya#sayaka igarashi#mary saotome#yumeko jamabi#ryota suzui#runa yomozuki#itsuki sumeragi#ririka momobami
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The Stalker
Part 6
Modern!Ivar x Curvy!Reader, Able-bodied! Ivar, Dark!Ivar
Warnings: Depression, starving, sucidal thoughts.
Summary: Y/n is stuck in her head about everything that happened, but still agrees to go on the trip with Ivar, she makes a shocking discovery about herself.
Word count: 1,514
Third Person POV
In the days leading up to the party Y/n barely moved out of bed, in the meantime Ivar prepared them both to leave. He has had two plane tickets ready since the party was announced.
He got her a new dress, shoes, makeup or anything she ever could have wanted, he wasn’t trying to buy her love. But it sure as hell looked that way.
“Little dove, please eat. You haven’t eaten in three days.”
“no thanks, im not hungry.” her voice was small and fragile.
The past few days, her mental health had rapidly been declining. She was headed back to the darkest period of her life, and she felt as though she couldn't stop it. It broke Ivar’s heart seeing her like this. She had no energy or motivation to get out of bed. He could not get her to eat, he would listen to her quietly sob while he laid next ot her in bed. The worst part is it was all his fault, he had caused this.
Her head was filled with vile thoughts.
‘everyone that walks into your life makes you worse then you were before’
‘no one truly loves you, they all want you for something and will drop you the second they’re done with you’
‘Mom and Dad didnt even care you left in the middle of the night, and now you’re stuck with the guy who stalked you’
‘he doesn’t care about you at all, thats why he trapped you here’
She couldn’t get the voices to stop. She thought at this point she would be better off dead, she would never find happiness in her life, she would never find someone that would truly love and cherish her. She thought this was her happily ever after, but it was her worst nightmare.
“Little dove, please sit up” she obliged, she had only been out of bed to go to the bathroom and shower. She sat up and Ivar gently held a spoon to her mouth. She opened her mouth and began to slurp the soup off the spoon.
He could have been hand feeding her poison and she would not of cared.
But it wasnt, it was broccolli cheddar soup, from her favorite restaurant downtown. She had never told him how much she loved it, he knew, from when he stalked her. Just thinking of that made her shiver away and a tear to roll down her cheek.
Seeing her cry saw made his heart shatter into a million pieces.
“Little dove please, we need to talk.”
“About what?” her voice cracked slightly.
“everything, i know you dont trust me and you have no reason to, i know what i did was terrible. I should have asked you out when i saw you that first day. I just thought you would never like a guy like me.”
“What do you mean a guy like you?”
“im weird, im a nerd. I dont talk to anyone. I live in a house in the middle of the woods because im secluded, people hated with me growing up, even my own father hated me. I have only ever had one person in my life love me unconditionally and she isn’t here anymore. I am a man with a lot of baggage and a lot of hurt. I didn’t think you wanted to deal with it.”
Her eyed softened, he was broken. Just like her.
She sat up a little straighter and put her hand gently on his. This action shocked him.
“ivar, i have a lot of baggage, but you still wanted me. It still shocks be everyday that you wanted me as much as you did-”
“i still want you, i want to protect you.”
“you dont always have to protect everyone else, sometimes you need to be protected yourself.”
“y/n, i love you. I would do anything to have you love me back. I understand how desperate that sounds too.” he chuckled slightly at himself.
“Ivar i told you im starting to fall in love with you. I love being around you, those days where you were yourself arond me, you mesmorized me. You intrigued me, you made want to learn every single little quirk about you. I agreed to go on this trip with you to see if i could get over what happened.”
“seeing you these part few days hurt my heart, and knowing it was my fault i couldnt believe myself.”
“my thoughts took over and im sorry, it wasn’t fair to you.”
“no please do not apologize, it was my fault. what thoughts were you struggling with?”
“the thought that no one in my life will truly love me and that the world would be better if i wasnt in it.” before she could finish his arms were wrapped aournd her, holding her tight to his chest.
“i need you here, you make my world so much brighter.” he whispered in her ear softly.
*12 hours later*
“ivar im sleepy”
“i know love you can sleep on the plane.” Ivar kissed her head that was leaning gently on his shoulder as they stood in the line for security in the airport.
When it was time for them to board their flight Ivar watched Y/n’s eyes light up
“excited to fly baby?”
“no i excited to go to sleep!” Her voice sounded like a childs, it made him giggle.
“First class now boarding.” came over the loud speaker. Y/n didn’t move, she was waiting until the announcement for coach seating came.
But she felt Ivar tugging on her hand, she gave him a confused look.
“oh Little Dove, you didn’t think that i would give you anything less than the best.”
Now, Y/n knew Ivar had money. Not just money, but like money money. SHe was still shocked. They were led to their seats, or rather their beds.
“These are full beds!” Y/n exclaimed. Ivar giggled and sat down and held her hand.
“now you can get your sleep, beauitful.” Y/n climbed into her side and she put down the divider between them. Ivar got comfortable on his side, not pushing his luck trying to hold her.
But he felt Y/n curl into his side, he felt her breathing steady he knew that she was drifiting off to sleep.
He held her close as they lifted off into the air, he fell asleep holding his girl for the long plane ride they had ahead.
Once the plane had landed y/n felt more awake and energized then she had in a couple days. Seeing her so full of life made Ivar’s heart melt.
His rental car was waiting for them at the airport, of course he couldnt just get a normal car. A BMW, very similar to the one he owned back in the states was there ready for him. He of course opened the door for Y/n and wouldnt let her help pack the car.
Once they were on the road, Y/n looked mesmerized as she watched the Danish countrside pass by. She loved seeing the transition of the quiant countryside to the city.
When they pulled up to the hotel Y/n was again shocked at how beautiful it is, she couldn’t even begin to think about how much he had spent. Vallet and bell hops came to take the bags and move the car.
Y/n grabbed Ivar’s hand which shocked him, but he was not complaining. they walked into the lavish lobby and were immediately greeted.
“Mr. and Mrs. Ragnarson, your room is ready.” The man handed Ivar the room key and shook his hand. Ivar guided her over to the elevator and said
“sorry about that, i booked the honeymoon suite” he blushed slightly, he didnt want to admit that to y/n but he was forced to.
“no its okay it was cute, why did you book that one?”
“it has the most beautiful veiw, not only did i want you to see it but i wanted to expirence it with you.” the blush on his cheeks made y/n’s heart burst. She was falling hard for him, and was slowly getting over everthing that had happened.
As ivar opened the door to the room, the floor to ceiling windows were the first thing she saw. Her mouth hung wide open, the sun was setting and the lights were beginning to flick on all over the city. Y/n slowly walked over to window and just watched in amazement.
Ivar walked over and wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned his chin on top of her head.
“this is the most beautiful view i have ever seen” Y/n whispered.
“You are the most beautiful veiw i have ever seen” Ivar whispered back to her.
This was the moment she knew she was not getting over him.
to be continued..
Taglist: @youbloodymadgenius @lostgirl14480 @artsyle
#dark!ivar#ivar lothbrok#ivar x reader#modern!ivar#modern!vikings#vikings ivar#alex h?gh andersen#alex h?gh andersen fluff#alex h?gh x reader
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Take A Little Time For Me
Pairing: Kyle Crane x Ftm reader
Summary: reader gets some much needed alone time in a freshly cleared safe house
Words: 1,065 Im so happy i actually wrote something today!!
Warnings: pussy words used to describe readers genitals, pussy, cunt, clit, hole
Notes: idk if anyone actually reads anything with kyle but i finally wrote something so I'm not going to complain. I'm gonna edit this and then release the dick version later
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you sigh as the last zombie falls to the ground with a heavy thud, there weren't as many in this safe house as all the others you've cleared out today. You wrinkle your nose in disgust when one of the biters twitch, yeah, you definitely needed to clear this place out before you could rest.
It didn't take nearly as long to clear the apartment out, the splatter of blood on the ground after you threw the bodies out of the window was almost enough to make you sick but before you could delve too deep into your thoughts crane’s voice rang loud and clear over the earpiece.
“yo y/n, you alive?” he sounds so tired but god does it suit him, his husky drawl made something in your belly tingle pleasantly. “sadly” you reply wryly, it isn't long before he replies sounding unamused “That isn't funny y/n.” THAT makes your cunt throb, he sounds so done with you. your belly flutters as your mind wanders, you've been the recipient of his demands before but what would he sound like if he were ordering you to suck his cock, or fuck yourself with your own fingers.
With those thoughts rolling around in your perverted brain you quickly find yourself getting wet, you swallow hard and shift uncomfortably, your thighs are already sticky with your own sweat, you don't want to imagine the kind of mess your underwear would be in if this continued. “What’s got your panties in a twist crane?” You look down at your walkie to make sure you're on a private channel.
Crane gives you the honor of hearing him scoff before hes telling you off, sleepiness getting him agitated. Your cunt throbs at the sound of his voice and before you can think rationally your hand gains a mind of its own and you find yourself rubbing your messy pussy through your pants, you're immediately met with the uncomfortable sensation of your sweat-stained boxer briefs. you curse and look around for some kind of wipes to at least clean your hands before you do anything else.
You come up with nothing so in a last-ditch effort you try the faucet and miraculously there's running water, the stream is weak, and its probably draining what little water is left from the pipes so you waste no time in shoving your pants down your thighs and cupping some water in your hand to clean some of the sweat off your pussy, once your satisfied you clean your own hands and shut the water off.
“earth to y/n… are you okay? where are you?” Crane's voice breaks you out of your concentration, you clear your throat before pressing the button on your earpiece, “Yeah, I'm okay… sorry” you curse yourself at how stupid your voice sounds “Uh… where are you?” You add meekly, hoping it could get him talking longer. “I’m back with the quartermaster just dropping some shit off” You shouldn't get so turned on by the sound of crane cursing but your clit throbs anyways.
“I’m heading out now, there's a lot of shit I need to get done before dark” he sounds like he's mumbling, he's probably outside. your hand moves back down to your crotch “Could you stop by here? I need some help” The words tumble out of your mouth before you can think, you curse yourself but before you can get too deep into your self-pity crane sighs, his voice is rough and he sounds a little out of breath when he speaks again “I dunno, I'm pretty fucking busy.”
his voice goes straight to your cunt, you run your index finger up your moist lips and circle your clit lightly to make yourself shudder, a soft whine forces its way out of your throat. “What was that? y/n?” Crane's voice cuts back into the silence and you come to the horrifying realization that you had the button pressed, he heard you whine. you cough and press the button again “y- yeah… yeah I'm fine” you curse your voice for being so shaky.
“alright, im coming” He’s totally not convinced, your heart thuds against your ribcage, and your belly tingles at the thought of Crane coming over and seeing you like this. would he laugh? would your body gross him out? would he pin you to the wall and fuck your brains out? your pussy throbs as your anxiety-ridden thoughts take on a hornier tone. your fingers slip in between your folds to caress your clit “Kyle” it comes out more as a moan, your heart feels like it's going to leap out of your chest.
You're being so stupid, when have you ever been this risky? the channel stays quiet for a long moment, the static feels deafening and you start to clam up, anxiety taking over but before you could start groveling the static cuts out and you can hear Crane clear his throat “That was so fucking hot.” your breath catches in your throat and your pussy throbs hard, slick coating your fingers.
Before your nerves settle in you press the button on your earpiece and blurt out where you were, “hurry” you add meekly. Crane takes just long enough to arrive that you're already cringing at how you were acting but he drops down from the hatch on the roof faster than you can get your pants back up, you don't have time to react before he's crowding you into the counter and thumbing at your stiff clit, you choke out a surprised moan and cant your hips up into his hand. Kyle doesn't give you enough time to think about hygiene or get anxious before his middle finger slides down your soppy cunt to rub up against your hole, he chuckles breathlessly at how desperate you are.
“We gotta be quick, okay?’ he whispers darkly against your lips, his middle finger slips into your feverish hole and curls against the spot inside you that makes your knees buckle, Cranes ring finger slips in beside his middle to fuck your greedy cunt mercilessly. Your arms fly up to wrap around his shoulders tightly, your knees wobble as he taps his fingers against your g spot, never letting you catch your breath and after an embarrassingly short time you’re tightening around his fingers with the best orgasm you've had in forever.
#x male reader#dying light#kyle crane#kyle crane dying light#kyle crane x male reader#kyle crane x ftm reader
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may I request an imagine of verivery dates: where each member would take, how they would treat you, and a whole lot of fluff too
A/N: I’m so sorry this took so long. I accidentally deleted it like twice and I kind of gave up for a while
buttt I’m back at it and ready to write this because these boys are my babies and their comeback has given me motivation
I hope you like itttttt
@multifandomhell23
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Lee Dongheon
what a hard-working boy
he spends most of his days watching over his six children making sure they don’t accidentally kill themselves
especially Minchan and Yeonho
moving on
whenever he has a day off he doesn’t hesitate to run and spend it with you
shows up at your apartment with your favorite snacks and special treats
the two of you run around grabbing all the blankets and pillows that you own
you make a large fort in the middle of your living room
once its done you both crawl inside
dongyeon opens up his laptop and puts on a cheesy movie for the two of you to watch
in the middle of the movie he starts to poke at your sides slightly
you ignore him until his poking turns into tickling
you giggle slightly and start to roll away from him
he would follow after you and the two of you would get caught in the blankets pulling down that fort
dongyeon would stop once the two of you were completely wrapped up in all the blankets
he would smile down at you and pepper light kisses all over your face
rubbing his nose against your he would finally kiss your lips gently
‘I love you’
after cleaning up the mess you made you would both decided to go to bed early
snuggling up together, dongyeon would tuck you safely under his chin
whispering to each other until he falls asleep
you carefully crane your head upwards pressing a soft kiss on his chin
you fall asleep to the peaceful sound of his breathing filling your ears
Bae Hoyoung
i may be in love with this squish
i wanna poke his dimple
move on
he loves doing outdoorsy things
going to the beach, amusement parks anything where the two of you can have fun at
he’s also the kind of person that will totally surprise you about going somewhere
he randomly shows up at you door
‘get dressed jagiya, we’re going out today’
you did as you were told and got dressed quickly
the two of you skipped through the streets happily
you couldn’t contain your excitement when you showed up at a festival
dragging him around you two would find many things to do
he would find a game that he really wanted to play
taking you over he would try many times to beat it so he could win you a cute plushie
after a few tries, he gave up with a pout
you smiled at him and played the game, winning on your try
you would hand him the llama plushie that you had one
‘wah, my jagiya is the best isn’t she?’
the two of you would walk around the festival until nightfall
hoyoung would surprise you by handing you a lantern
‘shall we send one off with our wishes?’
‘you are my wish hoyoung’
he would cringe at how cheesy you were but tell you the same thing
after sending off your wish he would hug you tightly to him
‘you really are my wish jagiya, forever and always’
Hong Minchan
minchan prefers more intimate style dates
the ones where it if just the two of you together
whether it’s the two of you lying on the couch together
or when you’re reading him a new book that you bought recently
but
his favorite type of date
is when the two of you are in his studio and he’s playing the piano for you
you expressed multiple times that you love it when you hear the sound of a piano
so anytime the two of you are in the studio together he makes sure to play for you at least once
he would motion for you over to sit next to him on the piano bench
you would stand up from the couch and walk over, sitting down next to him
he placed his hands delicately on the keys before playing a soft melody
it’s a melody that you knew all too well
your favorite ballad that he ever wrote
after all
he wrote it about you
about how he first fell in love with you and how he knew that you were the person he wants to be with forever
every time he would play for you, it would make you feel sleepy
your head rested on his shoulder as you continued to sing quietly
he would smile and look down at you as your eyes fluttered closed
his heart would burst at the sight of you
once he finished playing he would carefully shift so you was laying against his chest
running his fingers through your hair softly
he would hum quietly until you were finally fully asleep
he would carry you back to the couch and cover you up
letting you sleep until he was finished with his work
that was his favorite time with you
Jo Gyehyeon
this boys only mission in life is to show off
especially to you
he loves it when you praise him for something
it doesn’t matter what it is
so where does he take you out on a date
a place to watch him perform his martial arts of course
you sit and gleefully watch as he does multiple flips and twists in the air
in an attempt to really show off to you he does a triple backflip
only for him to slip on his footing and fall on his butt
‘Ah, hyeonie are you okay?’
you run over to him to quickly check up on him
he just lies there pouting with his arms across his chest
‘i can’t believe i did that’
you giggle and help him sit up
‘i can, you’re not exactly the most elegant one’
would pout even more because you made fun of him
he would whine and complain while rolling around on the floor
‘my jagiya made fun of me, my life cant go on anymore’
you would just watch amused as he continued to complain out loud
he wouldnt be paying attention to where he was rolling and would knock into your legs causing you to fall over
would freak out because he accidentally hurt you
you would just laugh as he would run over to you
‘jagiya, are you all right?’
you would grab his arm and pull him down so he was lying on top of you
holding him close you would stroke his hair and assure him that you were all right
‘youre the best, you know that right?’
would blush like crazy and hide his face in your neck
you would continue to compliment him until he couldn’t take it anymore
‘i’m only the best because you make me the best’
so much fluff and cheesiness between the two of you it’s unreal
Ju Yeonho
this little squish
we are all aware that taking selfies is his life
so what does he do on a date with you?
takes you all around seoul so the two of you can take pictures together
it always surprises you that he always managed to find new places to take you to
but, he loved taking you the han river
he could take pictures of you in the sunset
though he always says that every picture he takes of you is pretty
he especially loved it when you take pictures of him
you always gush about how adorable he looks would cause him to smile even more
‘wah, you look amazing in this angle dont move’
would make you stand still for ten minutes until you convince him that he had enough pictures
he even takes pictures of you eating
‘yeonho, if you take one more picture of me, im throwing your phone in the river’
‘but you look so pretty, can i take one more?’
after you two were finished you would sit in the grass and just watched the stars
you would lie on his chest and point out all the constellations that you see
‘wah my jagiya is so smart, everyone must be so jealous’
while talking, you would eventually fall asleep cuddled to his chest
the second he knew you were sleeping, would pull out his phone and take another picture of you
‘delete it’
‘awe but it’s my favorite!’
Kim Yongseung
so like
mr.competative over here
as soon as you make it to the dorm runs over to you holding to rubiks cubes
‘i bet you i can solve it faster than you’
‘bring it on’
you plop yourselves onto the couch and the boys all gather around you
‘ready? start!’
yongseung immediately starts working on it
his hands are flying as he expertly flips the sides
‘wow, noona’s really bad at this’
the boys would mutter about how much you suck causing you to be distracted
‘yah! how can i even try when you wont shut up?’
you stand up and throw the cube at minchan
‘it wasnt even me that said it!’
while youre all arguing yongseung stands up and slams the cube on the table
‘finished!’
you look at him in shock
‘that’s not fair, they distracted me!’
he just smiles and grabs your hand
‘oh well, time for my reward for winning’
drags you into his room and lays you on the bed
‘you did that on purpose, didn’t you?’
he would just laugh as he hovered over you
‘maybe a little’
kisses you all over your face and neck while holding you close to him
‘i’m sorry ive been so busy lately’
you lean your head up and press your lips to his in a way to tell him that its okay
‘never, will i blame you for missing a date because of this, youre doing what you love, and i love that it makes you happy’
you really are the greatest
a very long and well needed makeout session occurs after that
after all, he did win
Yoo Kangmin
uwu
this little bean is so precious and must be protected at all costs
his favorite things in life
are soccer and you
so he loves taking you to the field behind your house and playing soccer with you
most of the time while playing you little siblings come and join along
kangmin loves playing with your siblings
especially your younger siblings
being an only child made it hard for him to have fun most of the time
but now that he has you, he’ll gladly to everything he can to keep you close
even if it means having your little brother cling to his leg every time he walks through the door of your house
would take all of you out to the field to start a game
‘jagiya, come be on my team’
‘no i want her on my team!’
you wink at kangmin before running over to your sister
picking her up and resting her on your hip
‘come on together we can beat Kangmin!’
‘wah, are you really going against me?’
‘yep, we can totally beat you’
the game begins and you all laugh as you all run around the field
you little brother went to kick the ball he slipped and fell
he began to cry and rub his face softly
kangmin would be by his side before you were
‘ah, did you get hurt? are you all right?’
your brother would attempt to wink at you causing you to smile
you would steal the ball from kangmin and kick it down the field
‘you betrayed me? i dont know how to feel!’
kangmin would chase after you and wrap his arms around your waist lifting you into the air
‘you tricked my jagiya, thats not fair’
you shrugged your shoulders and looked back at him
‘alls fair in love and war’
‘is it now? ill be sure to use that later’
#verivery imagine#verivery#bae hoyoung imagine#bae hoyoung#lee dongheon#hong minchan#jo gyehyeon#ju yeonho#kim yongseung#yoo kangmin#fluffy#kpop imagine#kpop imagines#imagines#imagine#i wish this was real#i love them
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Imagine BTS: when you propose to them
— this is clownery. fkskdk i really love the ideas and i tried to not make it like every marriage imagine but so many wonderful writers !! i probably have a similar idea with someone but me posting constantly ??? everyday?? getting REQUESTS DONE??? im a whole new person, i will open requests soon so get those juices flowing with ideas if you want to request something.
a/n: once again!! will edit in the morning, i should really stop writing at midnight (｀・ω・´)
Kim Namjoon: ˚✧₊⁎
The beach has been Namjoon’a secret favorite spots. Places that he’s shared with you, the many trails, beaches, forests, parks, or rivers. He’s shown you all of them.
You had noticed that he comes often to a beach. You believe that it was his favorite plac eojt of all of them. Playing with the crabs and always telling you watch your step so you don’t step on one. If you did he would kneel down to it and say in a small voice “sorry”. Taking photos of him unaware seeing his pure care of the creatures of the planet. Always texting you asking you watered the plants at home you two share.
So planning this was difficult because you wanted to place the ring on a crab and put it on his chest while he is a asleep so he wakes up to it but there is so many variables that could wrong. Like if the crab decides to steal the expensive ring and walk into the ocean for its shiny collection or the crab just pinches Namjoon instead.
The blanket was set while Namjoon explores his backpack looking for the snacks and the soft nap blanket that was made for the outside. Him yawning due to the drive here was long, kissing you a little while you were in his arms. The smiles and giggles you two exchanged while all your mind was filled wirh is “I want to be with this man for the rest of my life.”
Namjoon soon fell asleep with the sunscreen barely rubbed onto his skin due to him being so sleepy. You place the blanket on top of him making sure the sun doesn’t crisp him to death. Soon finding a crab that was big enough and friendly enough to hold in your hand.
“Hello little guy.” You coo at it seeing it walk a little around your hand, pulling out the ring box seeing it the shell was flat enough and big enough for it.
The set up was different trying to place a crab on Namjoon’s chest while trying not to wake him up nor let the ring fall off the crab. Scene was set and you waited till you grew the guts to wake him up.
“Hmm.. what?” Namjoon almost rolls over you widening your eyes to keep him in place. He looks at you seeing you basically sweat bullets wondering when he would feel that weight.
“Are you okay?” Namjoon asks while you feel your heart beating faster looking at the crab trying to signal him to look at it! Rubbing his eyes he looks down, seeing the ring box open with the shiny simple band of metal displayed on the crab.
“You can not be serious.” Namjoon in utter shock of how you got a crab to be this calm and that you were proposing. He felt the cheeks rise up in heat feeling those moments of love rush back to him.
“You did not!” Namjoon picks up the crab slowly seeing it look around having no clue what it’s got itself into. Namjoon picking up the ring box observing the ring. You trying to read his facial expression.
“Namjoon will you do me the honor of a lifetime, to marry me?”
Kim Seokjin: ˚✧₊⁎
Seokjin loves going on vlive because well, it was a chance to connect to army all over the world. That he gets to read their sweet messages and questions that they get the opportunity to get to know him better.
Currently tonight all the members were asleep or too tired from all the recent shows so it was just him. He couldn’t help but feel nervous almost but it soon washed over him when he was talking or rambling about his day. Tonight was the last day you both had time to hang out before the next few weeks would be full of busy hours.
You had asked the members before if they could pretend to be asleep or tired so it was just him. Him and you with the audience of millions but you knew all that you would be too busy staring at was him. While Seokjin was busy reading the comments you walked in unnoticed shushing the camera so the army wouldn’t say anything.
Kneeling on one leg you heard Seokjin let out a “huh” but you noticed he didn’t realize you were there. From the distance you could make out thecomments that were being spammed in the chat “Will you marry him?” Seokjin tilted his head till he looked in the camera seeing not only himself but you.
“No way. No you-” Seokjin turns his chair around seeing you grin happily, you seeing the comments with love emojis.
“Kim Seokjin, you have changed me in so many ways. You made me into a man that is blessed for you to be mine. You always say your jokes for me that I will never get tired of listening to. You’ve shown me the world of places I never knew existed. Please let me become your forever faithful lover, will you marry me?” You say seeing Seokjin hold your hand squeezing it while he tries to keep himself together. Wiping your own tears while he nods.
You place the ring on his finger, Seokjin raises his head when he heard all the members walking in with a cake. The happy cheers and songs being sung while they jump up and down. You were sure that the near by hotel rooms would complain but you saw Seokjin smile grow 10x more. Kissing you showing off his now filled with love ring finger.
“I can not believe you did that.” Seokjin chuckles on your chest. You looking at his finger that is glistening in the light him still not being able to stop staring at it.
“Well I want the world to see that love exists, between all genders. The little representation.” You say seeing the box for the ring sitting on his drawer with the photo of you two. Seokjin turning around pecking your lips whispering a “thank you”.
Min Yoongi: ˚✧₊⁎
Yoongi is always down to try new things with you, but you might’ve taken it too far when you suggested a karaoke night. He came out of the room seeing you all dressed up, thinking you meant to stay home and watch those karaoke youtube videos.
“What are you doing? Get ready!” You pout seeing Yoongi turn right back around to the bedroom. Finding an outfit, the classic black bucket hat and a vline shirt that you gave him one christmas.
“Look at my beautiful boy.” You twirled him around, grumbling something that you’re cheesy. Kissing on his lips gently.
Once you two arrived at the karaoke bar, you ordered a special private room so Yoongi isn’t paranoid that someone will recognize him or worst reveal you two’s location. Walking in seeing the alcohol freshly opened by one of the workers.
“Why don’t I go first.” Suggesting you poured some alcohol in your glass drinking it before getting up to sing. This was part of the plan, you went to the karaoke room checked out the songs and begged them to insert some of you and Yoongi’s songs.
You heard shocking comments of the songs that Yoongi knows, the songs that you two connected to. Clicking on the first song it played getting the sweats seeing Yoongi raise up his glass cheering you on.
Singing closing your eyes because you were honestly scared of seeing Yoongi’s reaction. Afraid that you’ll sound like a dying goose or something. You slowly opened your eyes seeing Yoongi in trance of your singing, knowing it coming from deep in your heart. That you sang this song when you were alone missing him.
Before Yoongi can say anything the next song played, him sensing that these songs were too aligned. The first song was the first date song that played while you kissed him goodbye on his front door and now the second song was him asking you to be his boyfriend at a concert. The favorite artist you two shared, it was connecting too much.
His suspension was right when the next song was you jumping around singing the moving in song, the one that played while you two unpacked and bought furniture, feeling tired from the trips you blasted he song jumping around with him.
The last song was put, Yoongi is ready for anything but the last thing he expected was you proposing. That was the goal at the end of the night, singing your heart out earning giggles from him. The last lyric came to a stop, you singing it softly kneeling down on one knee.
“Yoongi will you marry me and connect our beats to one song?” Very cheesy you know, but it didn’t stop Yoongi from grinning widely his gums showing.
Jung Hoseok: ˚✧₊⁎
Hoseok has been loving the stage, ever since he first stepped on it he has adored it. To be able to show his talent, his love, and his passion for music and dance it was a dream come true that he got that as his full time job.
The charmisa he holds on stage makes any stranger or army completely in love with the show. With the thrills of the stage you decided that is where you would propose. It took a lot of convincing to security and staff to get approved and the fan project that you got organized from the loveliest people on this earth.
It was the end of the show almost, the members coming back stage for once more getting their outfits ready and make up. The rush of getting ready never stopped Hoseok from him kissing you and thanking you for coming. You always did come and always felt proud seeing him on stage no matter how many times you’ve seen it.
“Honey, after show we could get take out? Eat in your room. So the members don’t complain of me giggling like a school girl.” Hoseok asks while he changes into the fancy outfit. The metal belts and buttons seeing it looked like a prince.
“I would love to, now go back out there.” You kissed him, you wrap your hand around his waist pulling him closer to you. Missing his warmth and touch.
“I love you!” Hoseok yells out while he speed walks waving at you. You saw the entire staff look at you, thanking yourself he didn’t touch your butt or else he would’ve felt a box.
“I guess it’s show time.” You said soon enough you heard the loud blasting music come back on hearing the army scream once more.
Honestly you were terrified being in front of that many people anyone would be nervous and you didn’t want to get a no. You could get ran over and it still wouldn’t hurt more than getting rejected by Hoseok. You love him so much that you would go beyond to just see him smile.
They qued you to go and you felt pressure in your chest seeing your hand shake. The entire time you got on the steps walking you felt your knees wobble but you kept it together. The army screamed louder when the camera pan to you showing the “Spring Love Time” on the large monitor. Hoseok having no clue what was happening till the music cut the members all looking at him, they knew what was going on.
The instrumental of Spring Day starting, Hoseok looking behind him seeing you walk. Obviously not knowing where to stare till you landed your eyes on him. The eye contact was strong but he had no clue what was happening. Army started singing and the rest of bts sang the voices of the people he loves to death.
“What is happening?” Hoseok asks Jungkook trying to laugh his way out of this. He didn’t know about this staff never told him this was part of the plan.
You took his hand reaching behind your pocket pulling the ring out seeing his face. His laughs slowly turned into sobs seeing all the wonderful voices and you being in front of him. His mic was cut so you two could have some privacy, Hoseok full blown sobs.
“Hoseok will you—” Hoseok intruptped you hugging you, you lifting him off the air while he cries on your shoulder. You took it as a yes smiling seeing the army light bombs switch to pastel colors. The lights of support.
Park Jimin: ˚✧₊⁎
Jimin spent his absolute hardest to not break the secret of him wanting to propose to you, buying the ring on tour. Trying to sneak by all the people and cameras to get the privacy he needs to buy a ring and keep it a secret from you.
Of course he asked all of the members, knowing he can count on them for any advice espically if it was life changing advice. They all asked what his idea to propse and he was kinda out of focus, that he just wanted to do it! Jimin wants to make it official that you’re his soulmate and lover for the rest of his life.
At first Jimin couldn’t decide on the ring, he went to multiple shops all over the world. Sometimes saying no to saying he’ll contact them if he agrees with them. Sighing once he got back to the hotel seeing the photo frame he took everywhere of you two.
“I’ll find you something perfect just like you.”
On one of the many ring looking days you decided that mid day of him looking through rings you wanted to face-time him. Panicking he answers.
“Where are you?” You ask when he turns around away from the rings, only seeing a fancy dark room with special painting. “Is that a jewelry store?” Again you pushed it seeing Jimin look around.
“Yeah just buying some jewelry for myself.” Lying Jimin hopes you buy it. He never lies to you but this was for the greater good.
The last day, the last tour date Jimin finds that one. The one that screams you, the perfect shiny metal ring he bought it in a instant once he laid his eyes on it. The velvet box softly placed in his palm once he bought it.
The day you two got back together, face to face finally. Kissing him at the private section of the airport. You saw many people pass by such as security and the members, but they stopped wrapping around you two like a circle. It was go time for you, you two being protected from the swarms of people.
You got down on your knees and before you could say a thing Jimin laughs throwing his head back, no way this was happening. You were not proposing at the same time he was.
“Funny you said that.” Jimin pulls the velvet box from his bag, you looking up still on your knees in utter complete shock.
“Is that a yes?” You ask. Him dumbfounded that you ever think he wouldn’t say yes.
“Of course!” Jimin and you exchange rings almost like you two were already married. Feeling like home seeing Jimin’s chuckles and just his face.
Kim Taehyung: ˚✧₊⁎
Taehyung and you two went out just a casual dinner but fancy enough you two dressed for. Taehyung doing his hair while you took your chance of his distraction to check everything. The ring? Check. Breath fresh? Check. Looked nice? Check.
Walking in at the restaurant, sitting at the usual spot sharing and catching up. The funny stories while he was on tour and you sharing what you did when he was gone. Sharing your hobbies and their progress.
“You’re wearing the scarf I gave you.” Taehyung presses his hand on the warm fabric around your neck. Taehyung always shared his fashion discovers with you, always wanting to try new things.
“Of course of course.” You repeat yourself, when the main meal was served you felt the heat rise up. Didn’t know if it was the restaurant or the sudden realization that you’re going to propose in a few minutes. Drinking the cold water trying to cool off, seeing Taehyung enjoying his meal.
Once he was done, you walked around to his side. Him wondering what you were doing till you spoke to him, the loving eyes. The eyes that first spoke to him, the spark so great it could produce electricity. Kneeling down Taehyung was seconds from answering your question.
“Water?” A watior obviously new to the job asks.
“No.” Taehyung blurts out, you looking at him and then the waiter wondering who he is saying no to.
“What are you saying no to me? Or him?” Once again asking, thinking this couldn’t get worse.
“Water?”
“I said ‘No’” Taehyung said again, your knees starting to hurt from still kneeling while this was happening. Finally the waitor gets the memo to let you two have a moment.
“I’m sorry sir, I thought you were tying your shoe.” The waitor gets flustered, not trying to get fired on his week of this new job. Taehyung couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle.
“You get a yes from me. Why would you ever think I wouldn’t say anything else?” Pressing his lips against yours. This was the story for the books, to share with generations.
Jeon Jungkook: ˚✧₊⁎
When you knew you wanted to marry this beautiful gorgeous man your mind went completely blank because you didn’t want to overboard him with a jazzy dancing group that is singing Bruno Mars but you also didn’t want to just take him out. You wanted to make it special. Somehow.. you could make it something unforgettable.
So when you were brainstorming with the rest of the members because well they know him just as much as you do maybe more. They gathered in a circle spilling ideas back and forth others were interesting like scuba diving with sharks while the sharks mouth would have the ring. That was quickly put off the table. Trying to grab each element of each idea that the members shared.
The idea came together, to bring the love of sweets that Jungkook had and combined it with the ring. Somehow you arranged it with the bakery the one that has known you two for years that have seen the relationship grow.
Jungkook was excited, basically jumping in the seat when you drove them there. You told him the excuse of a decorate your own cupcake event they were holding. Opening the door you heard the little ring, Jungkook waving at the cashiers that he considers friends.
“We are here for the decorate your own cupcake thingy!” Jungkook cheers seeing the cupcakes freshly baked on display. You nod at the cashiers giving the code, smiling at Jungkook they lead you two to the back.
It was obvious which one had the ring so you wouldn’t end up proposing to yourself. Jungkook was passed the ring cake, going more into the bakery the place filled with treats and creams to put on the cupcake.
With Jungkook’s hands the cupcake was quickly drowned in sweets, you wondering how he could eat so much sugar. Settling with your favorite, you saw Jungkook finally finish, placing them together Jungkook's mess of a cupcake but it was a cute mess.
When you two sat down, you couldn’t even eat your own cupcake the nerves hitting your stomach the most. Smiling you bite into your cupcake almost choking on it when you saw Jungkook eat it all whole.
“Jungkook!” You scream out when he swallows it, the chews he made. Shocking that he didn’t bite on the actual ring didn’t need to pay for dental care.
“What?” Jungkook tilts his head, you seeing the bakery workers trying to hold in their laughter. You rubbed your temple with your hand.
“I was going to propose.”
“Oh- well you still can, where is the ring?” Jungkook asks seeing there was no different reaction after he said that. Jungkook connected the pieces looking back at the bakery workers.
“I’m sorry!” He screams out, getting out of his chair standing pushing your head into his chest. Saying sorry over and over.
“Do you guys have ring pops?” Jungkook asks, the workers looking at each other before taking out some donuts. That will work, the proposal ended up you two having donuts around the ring finger.
#bts x male reader#kpop x male reader#bts imagine#bts#bts namjoon#bts seokjin#bts yoongi#bts hoseok#bts jimin#bts taehyung#bts jungkook
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{Reverse!Beauty x the Beast AU} Wonwoo
*this post was commissioned | beast!reader and beauty(?)!wonwoo, with my own twist on the plot!!
*tw: mentions of violence, mentions of blood
time ticks by slowly, every second of every day is filled with inexplicable loneliness and pain
how long have i been like this? who was i before i become,,,,,a monster?
the questions circle in your mind - as you circle the cold halls of a castle that once bore the bustling light and love of your family
of your kingdom
till a cursed, jealous women brought wraith upon your family, banished them into nothingness and left you
the you who once had bright eyes, pink lips that read poems to your younger siblings in the garden
left you - mangled and broken
all that has been left of this place - that has been left of your humanity is that garden that has overgrown with weeds since you were destroyed
ugly vines and spreading spores, taken the places of once lush bushes and tall stemmed flowers
the only smudge of a better time remaining are the roses
the red roses
you nurture with the hairy paws that crush everything else
i am doomed to this fate, but i will protect what still holds the memory of my past,,,,,,,,anyone who dare step foot in my garden,,,,,,,i shall rip oyu to shreds!
on the other side of the woods, lives jeon wonwoo
oblivious to your horrors - a quiet, bookish boy who works hard delivering newspapers to help support his traveling merchant father
and otherwise greedy older sisters
he’s clean cut, with curly dark hair and eye of an earthy, but sparkling brown
humble, wearing the same cap his father brought back from the main village for three years now
and never one to ask for a second meal at dinner time
he rides his bike, long legs peddling him fast among the cobble streets
throwing papers at the doorsteps
ears going red when older maidens open their windows to shout out compliments
respectfully declining offers of free fruit or flowers from love struck younger girls in the town square
he’s never been anything but kind, if not even a bit of a bleeding heart and his father couldn’t have asked for a better son
so when his father announces a trip to the main village again - wonwoo’s sisters squabble over who gets to give papa a long list of expensive gifts to bring back first
while wonwoo simply shrugs
“a red rose would be nice, to put something colorful on my window.”
his father smiles, hand on wonwoo’s shoulder
“i’ll be back in a weeks time - make sure your sisters don’t make,,,,,mistakes while im gone.”
wonwoo waves goodbye as his father pulls off in the familiar carriage
the sisters are already talking about how they’ll spend this allowance he’s left, but all that is on wonwoo’s mind is his paper route in the morning
he gets up, bright and early, sleepiness following him to the table where he yawns and watches out of the window as the sleepy little forest-edge town he lives in wakes with him
he buttons up his vest, puts on the matching cap and hops on his bike for the usual route
the summer breeze is pleasant against his skin and he hopes that the dark circles that always have a habit of forming under his eyes after sleeping go away quickly
the towns children always tease him for looking like a crow with them
“why why,,,,,now is that who i think it is!”
wonwoo hates to admit it, but the voice sparks a slight bit of panic whenever he hears it
it belongs to an old friend he’s known since they were both children, and while wonwoo had chosen to stay at home and help out his family
mingyu had chosen to join the local army
and had not only been made a hero - but had come back with the idea that he just had to recruit wonwoo
“good morning mingyu-”
the boy hops down from the windowsill he’d been lounging against
he’s still wearing the issued uniform, crisp white britches and a stiff looking royal blue coat
his hair is done up and out of his face and wonwoo can’t believe this clean cut guy
is the same person he used to run around in farm mud with when they were just young teenagers
“i see you’re still doing the paper route?”
mingyu flashes a bright white smile and plucks a rolled up newspaper from wonwoo’s basket
he unrolls it, reading a headline as wonwoo attempts to snatch it back
“wonwoo, ive told you this a million and one times - you can make much better money in the reserve!”
“i can’t leave my sisters and fathers behind to fight foolish battles on behalf of some king in some castle.”
mingyu chuckles
“always being political and smart wonwoo, but we both know what matters and that’s money - and money -”
mingyu drops the newspaper to the floor and fixes the pristine buttons on his cuffs
“money can buy even happiness!”
wonwoo resists the urge to roll his eyes, he’s told mingyu a million times that he’s not joining any army - especially when it’s much more about showing off than anything else
he picks up the newspaper and kicks back up his bike
“ill be late with my delivery’s, see you around mingyu”
mingyu huffs but before he can complain once more, wonwoo is off - throwing papers left and right until he can return back home
back in your castle, you watch the summer sun rise and fall
like a slow exhale, the light sinks into a backdrop of darkness and you walk through the halls
all the mirrors that once lined various rooms have been long since smashed
glass still on the tiles, a low groaning sound coming from the back of your throat when you think of the times you’ve been forced to come face to face with your own reflection
ugly, overgrown teeth - sharp and always stained. hair that tangles and is too thick to handle - hair all over my body. and these claws,,,,these hands once nimble and playing the piano for ballrooms full of dancing guests,,,,are now nothing but killing machines
you hate summer the most - the season when you should be able to spend the most time outside
tending to your garden, humming to the sweet tune of a favorite song
yet it has been so long since you’ve let anyone else gaze upon you
the risk running high every time you step out, the whispering woods could reveal a stranger
and they could see you - call you names - have you killed
that’s why you’ve learned to keep to yourself, inside your cold halls, the old furniture is what is left to keep you company
but this evening feels different, you’ve paced the window - glances thrown out into the garden
no one is going to touch my rose bush, but why do i feel as if -
and then you see him
a human
an older human, whose parked a peasant looking carriage outside the gates
he seems to be unaware of you, up at the window, watching
as he makes his way around the maze of plants
before stopping at the rose bush
at first - you stand still and hope that he won’t be so foolish as to try and pluck one off its leaves
but he does
and a fire inside you snaps
no one touches them!
you roar, jumping from the window and pouncing right onto the man
he’s shaking with terror as you lean your entire body weight forward
snarling
“what do you want”
you ask, your voice gruff and sharp
“i just - i was just admiring the roses -”
“LIAR!”
you raise your hand, extending one of your claws
but the human covers his face in fear
“no please, im sorry my son asked for me to bring back a rose and you’re the only one whose garden has any -”
you hesitate, because you can smell how scared he is
and you are a monster - but you’ve never wanted others to see you that way
then again,,,,,,you spot the petals of the flower he tore fall against the soil
you jump back, but wring your hand around his neck
if you let him off, he’ll tell others about you! he’ll make sure everyone comes in droves - he’ll tell them how you look! how disgusting you are! how weak you are!
the fire burns and spreads through your body, your hold tightens and the man begins to beg
“bring me your son, he will pay for your crime.”
you hiss the ultimatum, throwing the man to the ground with a hard thud
“if he does not come within three days - i will find you and him and the rest of your family myself.”
the threat in your voice is so venomous and cruel, you hardly recognize that it’s you
the man skids backwards, before turning and pulling himself up to run back to his carriage
you stand there, breathing heavy before dropping to the dirt beside the torn flower
you cradle it, but your claws cut through the fragile red petals
when wonwoo’s father returns - wonwoo can see the mark on his neck
it looks like something from a bear
but his sisters just push past each other to ogle the gods the father has returned with
wonwoo takes his papa to the side and asks quietly
“and my rose?”
“unfortunately,,,,,i could not retrieve it and even worse,,,,”
wonwoo’s father tells him, in a hushed voice, about his encounter with a beast in the forest
at first wonwoo doesn’t believe it - it must be a story of fairy tail
but the mark on his fathers neck and the trembling in his voice convinces him otherwise
“of course, im not going to send you into those woods. im going to tell the local soldiers and see if the army can hand-”
“i can take care of this myself.”
wonwoo takes off his cap and drops it into his fathers hands
“i will go and speak with this beast myself.”
wonwoo’s father pleas for him to reconsider, to sleep on it, to just think hard about such a dangerous decision
“you don’t know what i saw out there,,,,that thing is evil!”
“it said it would come for our family, papa - i will go and make sure that we are safe.”
wonwoo’s father goes to bed telling wonwoo over and over that he should do so as well
but once nightfall cloaks the town, wonwoo prepares a bundle of bread and ventures out into the dark woods
his father had mentioned that the abandoned garden had been somewhere off the carriages path
but after hours of wondering, it’s obvious that he’s lost
and the sound of nearby wolves chills wonwoo to the bone
he’s never been one to be afraid - he’s always been rather brave, if not complaint with any pain or fear that’s come in his life
but this is something new
this is something unknown
wonwoo circles what he thinks is the same camp of trees until finally taking a seat beside some of the giant roots
he opens his bundle, but before he can take a bite of his bread he hears it
a growl
there are only seconds before wonwoo looks up - his brown eyes meeting the flashing yellow irises of a wolf
it’s big, with messy fur and chewed up ears - it bares its teeth as soon as it makes eye contact
and wonwoo’s blood goes cold
if i die here, the beast will still go after my family!
he thinks, quickly trying to piece together a cause of action
he takes the bread he’s holding and tosses it to the side - a momentary distraction, but as soon as wonwoo gets up
he moves to run, but it’s too late the teeth are sharp, lodged into the meat of his leg
wonwoo has felt pain, but not like this
not a pain that leaves him tumbling onto the forest floor, grasping at the dirt for dear life
the image of his father, his sisters, the townspeople flash through his mind and his racing heart
when suddenly
the teeth are gone
the pain is pulsing, but it isn’t digging into him
and he is not being mauled again
instead he’s left laying, coldness creeping up - darkness filling the parts of his vision that obscure the figure that picks him up
you haven’t been this close to a human in what must be years
and this human is handsome, dark long eyelashes and perfect sun kissed skin
his curly hair is slightly matted with dirt, but you pick it out and smoothen it down
eyes lingering on the curve of his lips
he has a likeness that matches that of the old man who you’d caught in your garden
he really sent his only son? he didn’t lie to me? what did he say his name was,,,,wonwoo?
you study the face, and then the long lean body that belongs to it
but when the human begins to twitch, the bandaged leg you’ve treated jerking a slight bit
you rush out of the room at once
we must not let him see me! if he does, he will think i attacked him!
the heavy wooden door shuts behind you as you hurry back to the confines of the master bedroom
the sound is what startles wonwoo awake
when he sits up, he can feel the dull ache of his leg wound - but is surprised to see that it’s been cleaned and taken care of
the room he’s in is large - even in the dim light of a nearby candle he can tell that it’s grandiose
probably once gorgeous in its prime, the wallpaper now fades and the bed he’s laying on seems to have made friends with its layer of dust
for a moment he tries to assess where he might be
“could i be ,,,”
he begins, but the words die on his lips
there is no way that he is in the beasts castle,,,,that would have meant that the beast has rescued him from the wolves attack
and a beast that had hurt his father - could not be such a kind animal
but then, wonwoo thinks, where could he be?
the walls don’t answer any of his question, not when he calls out and his voice echoes through the lonely castle
only when glancing over the foyer does he notice another small candlight from below
wonwoo adjusts his shirt, noticing that he’s left the vest he usually wears back in the room - the person who had carried him back must have taken it off when they’d fixed up his leg
he tries to press his hair a bit, and clear his throat
“im awfully sorry to intrude - are you the owner of this -”
he says as he descends the stairs toward the light
but,,,,,,,,there is no one in the room
only a long table - one cloth mat set up right at the end with a warm helping of soup
and various smaller side dishes with a paired old wine
wonwoo stares, the surprise doesn’t beat out his hunger nor his caution
and he takes a seat
he picks up one of the knives, but places it down
even though this space is also empty, and no one has come out to greet him - he think it’d be rude to not say a thank you
so he calls one out before he starts his meal, and you - floors above him in the isolation of your room
can hear the warmth of his voice
this human,,,,,wonwoo seems to be less vicious than the ones who’ve crossed this path before. perhaps i will let him spend the night and just allow him to go.
wonwoo does just that, he wanders a bit and you listen as he touches paintings and peeks into other closed doors
he doesn’t come close to your room though, even if he did he wouldn’t be able to budge it open
but before he returns to the room you’d set up for him
he exits out into the garden
he’s limping a bit from the injury - and you watch intently as he winds through the same maze his father did
before coming to a stop before your prized roses
he touches them, but doesn’t dare take one from the bush
instead he seems to just admire them
“beautiful,,,,”
he breathes, and then turns his head up to window of the castle
you dodge backwards, frightened that he’s seen you
but there is no scream of terror or no acclimation of horror
so you assume you’re safe
and when wonwoo returns to go to bed again, you leave your chambers
down the hall and out into the garden - you touch the rose he touched and his warmth still lingers
how it would feel to be called beautiful again,,,,,how it would feel to be loved by a human again,,,,
wonwoo decides in the morning that he should go back to trying to find the beasts home
whoever the kind stranger was that fixed him up and helped me have a bed for the night has still not shown themselves
and wonwoo is surprised that in the morning there are fresh berries in bowls laid out at the table
he calls out another thank you, but this time
there is a reply
“you’re very welcome”
the voice is rugged, pained, and sounds like a mixture of words and groaned noises
it makes wonwoo pause
no human has a voice like that, this house does belong to the beast!
the realization causes him to freeze
but this beast - took care of me. feed me and cleaned my wounds,,,,,
wonwoo hesitates but calls out into the emptiness one more time
“can you come out so i can thank you properly?”
there is a spark of panic, and you roar back a defiant “NO”
you think it’ll scare this person away, but he doesn’t seem to faint of heart
“please, i would think it very rude if i did not see a host that treated me so well.”
you twitch, looking down into the palms of your hand - the claws that had wringed this own boys father’s neck
the horrid mess of hair and teeth and just anger which has settled within you
how could you show yourself like this?
but the voice was pure, deep and ringing with truth
somehow it pulled you out of the shadows of your castle and into the open light of the dining room
at first, wonwoo doesn’t move his eyes from yours
which have become unnaturally lined with red, pupils slitted like that of a cats
he then lets his gaze travel over all of you
take in the rags you’re wearing - once a beautiful outfit you’d been gifted by your mother
the necklace you wear almost blackened by the same cursed magic that made you like this
wonwoo does not speak for a moment and you are ready to retreat back - not put him through anymore
when suddenly he walks forward
the closer and closer he gets the more anxious you are
your animalistic instinct tells you to get ready to attack, but wonwoo’s hand on yours is gentle
“thank you for saving me from that wolf.”
he smiles and a feeling of warmth spreads up through you which has been a stranger to you for years
“and im here to take the punishment on behalf of my father who stole from you.”
you pull back your arm, touching the spot where he’d brushed your skin as if it had just been burned
“no, ,,,, just go”
you groan out, but wonwoo doesn’t budge
“im sorry that my father tried to take one of your beautiful roses, and if you’d like i can stay here and tend to the garden as punishment. would that suffice?”
the words confuse you, his calmness and lack of disgust make the room spin
and this is the first time you’ve let daylight cast down on you for so long
so you put up a hand
“if you wish to do so,,,,,,you are free to stay and repay the debt,,,once a new rose blossoms - you may go!”
wonwoo’s smile returns and something inside you that’s still human stirs
“thank you, it seems we have a deal then.”
wonwoo commits one hundred percent to the agreement of tending to the garden
for the first few days you are sure he’s going to run away, afterall the gates are open
nothing is binding him to stay
but he keeps his word, watering and digging and doing all of the work that you usually do in the dead of night
under the bright sunlight, small streaks of dirt on his cheek
as you watch from the window of your room
he catches you one afternoon, and instead of retreating into the shadows - you watch him wave
and call up
“please have dinner with me tonight?”
and you just can’t understand - why is he so kind to me? does he not see me as the vile thing i am?
dinner is awkward, at least for you - whose used to tearing into meats like a rabid dog, no use for utensils when your fangs could rip off flesh
and instead of being disgusted
wonwoo tries to copy you, but ends up with sauce over his button up instead
you laugh
or let out some sort of jolly sound, which is so loud is sends the old chandelier above you two swinging
but wonwoo only stares up in wonder before grinning too
“how impressive!”
you look down, shy of your display but wonwoo really means it
soon enough, you’re not shy of it anymore
you are open enough to allow wonwoo to see you in the daylight - you even join him for gardening
and before you know it,,,time has passed,,,,,autumn creeps up
and a bud of a rose appears on the bush
you two admire it
and wonwoo suddenly says, “how is it that these roses are so much bigger than any others ive seen before?”
you cast your eyes down, and feel the pain of old memories rush in
wonwoo seems to catch onto the tension and gives a small apology
but you reach out - stopping yourself before one of your claws can tear through the delicate little leaves
“my mother planted them,,,,,she said the magic of her love for me and my father would make them the most beautiful in the land ,,,,”
your voice drops
“but not even her own magic could save her from her downfall,,,,,or save me from this curse”
wonwoo touches your wrist again, this time you don’t jerk from his hand
but let the comfort of another person’s sympathy wash over you like a gentle wave
“is there anyway to break this curse?”
you sadly shake your head
“i would need the tears of someone who loves me to break it. but everyone that loves me,,,,,,is dead.”
there isn’t much one can say to that, so you do not feel hurt by the silence that follows - instead you focus on the bud that is growing
“soon it will bloom - and you can see your loved ones again.”
wonwoo gives a small nod
“i miss them, but i will miss you too beast”
the sentiment pings through your hearts cold walls, melting them down and causing the human parts of you to buzz
you don’t want to take this all so seriously, but that means more than you could ever imagine
and when the day comes, that you awaken and peer out of your window to see the rose has blossomed
it hurts more than it should
it’s when you hear a banging on the gate that you realize,,,,,,,something is wrong
you rush down, wonwoo following in step behind you
when suddenly you see a group of people and they’re holding - torches
“LET US IN YOU UGLY BEAST!”
“GIVE ME BACK MY SON YOU MONSTER!”
“WONWOO! ARE YOU ALIVE?”
your eyes widden, the colors turning a dark and malicious red
you look to wonwoo, your back hunching in pain
“you - you called a mob on me!?!?”
he looks back at you, just as terrified
“no, no i would never - i think my father told some of the townspeople i hadn’t come back -”
the sound of the gate breaking stops you both
charging toward you, like a thunderous stamped of bulls are angry looking humans of all shapes and sizes
you can see the father of wonwoo at the helm with another tall person, he looks like a soldier that you’d remembered seeing back when you were young
the group runs past you - you hear the only home you’ve ever known being destroyed and pulled apart
and the soldier looking one takes out a long, clean silver sword and holds it out to you
“mingyu don’t-”
wonwoo’s voice fades in
but you ignore it, dropping down low on all fours and letting your fangs jut out
the soldier, mingyu, watches you with horror
“how disgusting!”
he yells and you two charge at one and other
you doge a sword slash and let one large claw slash at the front of his uniform - digging in deep to draw blood
you pull back, running a hand across your mouth - looking at the blood on your claws
“no mingyu leave them alone -”
wonwoo pleads, but when he tries to bolt after you - his father holds him back
“wonwoo, we must kill this beast or it will continue to terrorize us!”
“they are not just a beast! they are a kind person who saved me -”
mingyu groans, but gets up, landing another sword slash that catches you on the shoulder
you tetter backwards, gripping your wound
“wonwoo! have you absolutely lost it! this thing tried to kill your father - and you’re defending it?!”
you can hear the destruction going on in your home, heirlooms being broken - paintings being torn
but you see red - you see this soldier, with his bloody uniform and his big sword
and you see wonwoo - who had been so kind,,,,,so sweet,,,,,,,,,,betraying you to these people
you lunge again and wonwoo screams
his voice louder than you’ve ever heard - but the sword pierces through you
and you find yourself pinned down in a matter of moments, a metallic iron taste in your mouth
a darkness gnawing at the sides of your vision
“get off of them!”
you hear and suddenly the weight of mingyu’s knee is not in your chest anymore
instead you see a blurry image
wonwoo, his handsome face twisted into fear
are you scared of me? or are you scared of me?
you think, blinking between light and dark
do you see me as just a monstrous beast? or do you see me as the person i am inside?
wonwoo’s touch on your face doesn’t feel warm enough to stop the impending coldness of depth
do you know that beasts like me can fall in love too?
suddenly the world is still and wonwoo is gone
there is just pain and black
and then
wetness
wetness on your face, salty and small
tears - who is crying,,,,are the angels crying to have seen such an ugly thing?
fluttering, it’s a fulttering feeling
but then it almost stings - like a wound being sown up
you try to pick up your hand, but it isn’t your hand - it’s a human hand
no claws
no blood
you look at it and then back at the person whose crying over you
it is an angel - an angel that looks like
“w-wonwoo?”
he pushes back another sob, before whispering “b-beast?”
“no, im -”
you say your name, out loud for the first time in years
the hair that falls over your shoulders is not the same mangy mess
your clothing isn’t tattered
there isn’t a sword sticking out of your gut
you’ve been transformed
wonwoo pulls you up, into the embrace of his arms
the crowd around you shares a collective gasp
and you hear mingyu’s sword clatter to the floor
“the beast - the beast was a human!?”
“we just ruined this poor persons home for nothing?!”
the sounds, the people, the smell of a fire all hit you at a million miles
but nothing hits you more than the scent of wonwoo, the feeling of his cheek on your cheek
and when you pull back you lean in to kiss the remaining tears on his face
there are apologizes, questions, and much more being thrown around
wonwoo’s own father falls down on his knees beside you and asks if you’re hurt - that he didn’t know who you really were
mingyu quickly shrugs off his uniform coat and offers it to you
but none of that matters
as wonwoo looks at you - the redness around your eyes disappearing slowly
the golden shimmer returning to your necklace, the human glow on your skin
and through the strands of hair - suddenly, blooms a vivid red rose
“your curse,,,it’s broken”
he whispers
“because of your tears - because of the tears of someone who loves me”
wonwoo leans in, lips against yours - and the mob that had yelled angrily at you breaks out into applause
the life and beauty returning to the ruined castle, the unkempt gardens, and everywhere
on every bush
bloom those red roses
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