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daybreak-tkler · 2 years

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❝Take Your Mind Off Of The Journey❞

Lee(s): mercenary! Minho

Ler(s): mercenary! Chan

Small Synopsis: after finishing their most recent job on the quest board, Chan and Minho settle down for the night in a tavern and Chan tries to indulge in something that will destress them both from the long journey ahead. Minho isn't quite on the same page.

Vague DnD references?? Also warning, there are vague mentions of blood, wounds and goblin death but it's not graphic,, and Minho swears once uwu.

After a long day of fighting off goblins from a small fairy village, Chan and Minho return to the local tavern completely famished and tired beyond anything. This stop was one of many on their journey inland to a large industrial city that would hopefully allow them to build up a better team, as the two of them were getting pretty beat up from recent quests. Minho collapses on the rightmost bed of their paid room and heaves the deepest of sighs. "That was so rough,, I can't believe we made it out of there," he grumbles and Chan laughs polishing the smoked tip of his blade from goblin blood. Minho weakly pushes himself up and removes his chest garment so he could breathe a bit easier. "This old tin armor isn't doing me much good anymore," he huffs lightly.

Chan hums and smiles "We got quite a hefty pay of gold from those fairies, I wouldn't call it unwise to spend some on a new armor set? There's probably a blacksmith's close by," he muses as he sheaths his now-polished sword and props it up against the wall beside his travel partner's. "Right, maybe we should, you got yours upgraded back in the last town over, so I guess it's my turn," Minho responds with a grin. Chan nods encouragingly as he removes hid armor pieces from his own body, rolling up the sleeves of his undershirt to inspect his bruises. "Mm, no marks," he murmurs as his hands trace over the skin of his arms. Minho makes a noise of approval before his face drops into a frown. "Ah, can't say the same for me," he laughs as he stares at the open wound on his wrist.

Chan lightly rolls his eyes and even though his mind tells him to scold the younger for being so careless, instead he wordlessly shuffles over to sit beside Minho and patch up his wrist. He delicately cleans the wound and wraps it in a bandage. It only takes a few moments, but Chan can't help but smile at the way Minho hisses as he cleans the wound. Just like a cat. It was endearing to see, watching his travel partner stifle a yawn and stretch his arms up like how a cat might. It was,,, cute to be honest. But Chan would never let his travel partner know that, because if he did Minho would probably kill him with his bare hands.

Despite his natural charm, Minho frequently denied that he was attractive, cute, handsome, or anything. He was the worst at accepting compliments. Chan isn't sure as to why the idea of being even slightly cute haunts his fellow mercenary but it's been that way ever since he's known Minho. He supposes its not such a bad thing, since it's not like Chan wakes up everyday just to call Minho cute or attractive (even though a part of his mind tells him he should be doing that because his travel partner doesn't hear it enough) but Chan does celebrate the small times where Minho says he looks attractive one evening if they were dressing up, or if he acknowledges that he's acting a bit cute just for attention. It's rare, and Minho looks like he's admitting that he's murdered somebody whenever he does it, but Chan does smile whenever it happens.

Minho rubs his eye sleepily and sends a look to Chan "We've got a long way to go tomorrow, should we call it a night?" he asks warmly and Chan chuckles "This early? At least stay up for one more hour," the elder of the two muses. The other shrugs, showcasing that he isn't bothered by that idea and he sits back a bit on his bed, which is pushed up against the wall with the window whilst Chan's is pushed up against the wall with the door out. "Are you, perhaps, worried about tomorrow's journey? We should make it to the outer city if all goes according to plan," Chan reminds the other. Minho nods rather solumnly "Yeah, that's the problem,, what if we get there and it's not what we thought it would be?" he queries, there's worry in his tone and it causes Chan to sigh.

He wordlessly grasps onto Minho's hand and squeezes it affectionately with a smile, telling him without words that they would be just fine. A sudden idea of mischief pops into Chan's head and he smiles, hand traveling from Minho's own hand to his side and giving it a generous squeeze. The reaction is instantaneous and Minho squeaks. "Still ticklish?" Chan asks with a hum. "Because I know how we can both destress from today and stop worrying about tomorrow,"

Minho shakes his head frantically "No,, I'm,, I'm not ticklish, Chan, we've had this conversation before," he says, eyes wide in sudden embarrassment. He looks like a deer in the headlights and Chan suspects that Minho had wanted him to suggest that. But he knew his travel partner well, he knew Minho would never just come out and say it. "Yeah,, the last time we had this conversation,, I think we came to the conclusion that you are ticklish..."

Before the younger even knew it, his back was against the mattress and Chan was above him sat on his hips. Minho didn't have to say a word for his hyung to be able to tell what he wanted. His pleading eyes said enough. "Want to admit that you're ticklish, Mister Lee?" Chan asks with an innocent enough smile. Minho shakes his head in response. "Well, don't worry, I'll wriggle the confession out of you~" the older mercenary sings as his hands squeeze at Minho's tummy. A strangled noise left the lee's mouth as he tries in desperation to keep his mouth sewn shut. Chan admires the determination, as this usually happened whenever he went to tickle his cat-like companion. There were three stages they went through whenever Minho was tickled by his hyung: Denial, which they had already gone through, Determination To Prove His Point, which they were currently going through, and Acceptance.

Minho does surprisingly well at not laughing this time, but that might be because Chan was going easy on him this time. His fingers fluttered up to Minho's ribs, plucking each one a number of times with a smirk as he hears the almost pained noises Minho let out whilst trying not to laugh. He squeezes his hips, pokes his sides, scratches his tummy and the younger was still going strong. Impressive... that means it was time to pull out the big guns.

Chan takes a deep breath and he lifts Minho's undershirt slowly with a smile as the male below him quickly realizes what was going on, eyes wide and lips pressed together. The older mercenary doesn't hold back as he blows a raspberry to Minho's side, making him twitch and snort loudly. "Ahahahahahahaa! Fuhuhuhuck!" The younger chortles out in defeat. Ah. There we go. Acceptance. Chan grins widely, now the real fun can begin. He kneads his fingers into his travel partner's slender tummy and watches as the other male crumbles beneath him, shaking with laughter. "Wahahahhehehee! Chahahahhaan,, cuhuhuhuhuhut ihihit out! I'm,, nohohot tiihihihiicklish!" he protests and Chan clicks his tongue in response.

"Not ticklish? In your position? I think you just made a mistake, Min!" he teases with an evil smile as he mercilessly scratches at the younger's underarms beneath his undershirt. "nOh- aHahahahahhahehehe!! OHohohoh, Gohohohohods! PlEHEHEehehehaahhase!" The lee gasps out for air as his head falls back, loud laughter slipping through his lips and out into the air. Chan quickly shifts downwards, now placing himself on the younger male's knees. "Now you're at your "Acceptance" phase, we can move onto your good spot," he titters. Minho's eyes widen once more and he shakes his head as he takes in a few deep breaths. "No, no,, anywhere but the good spot!" he pleads, despite the fact that his eyes deceive him. That look in his eyes tells Chan he wants it on the good spot.

So, he delivers.

Minho's head dips back as he gasps for air, laughing loudly at the squeezes Chan sent to his thighs. Yeah, his thighs were the good spot. They were so damn ticklish. "Wahahahahhaahahhaait plEHEEEHEEase! Ohohohohoh Gohohohohohods, I cahahahahhaan't taahahahahaake it!" he wails out in laughter as his travel partner ticklishly torments him. Chan coos at Minho's weak attempts to push his hands away. It was a sign that he was enjoying this. No matter what words came from Minho's mouth, Chan knew him better. He could see right through those "I hate being tickled" lies. This was the truth.

"Goohohohohood Lohohohohord, Chan! Pleheheheheeease stohohop!" The male below him pleads and Chan decides to take pity on him. He stops, allowing Minho to heave in plenty of breaths with a weak smile. "You're so cute," Chan coos as he rolls off of the male's knees to lay beside him. Minho slaps his arm with a scowl. "Screw off, I'm not,,, cute,," he huffs. Chan laughs softly as he stares up at the ceiling, wrapping an arm around the male laying beside him. So what if Minho didn't admit to his cuteness tonight?

Chan knew he couldn't win them all.

#cute tickles #kpop tickling #tickle community #ticklefics #tickle #kpop tickle #stray kids tickle #tickling #tickle fantasy #tickle fic #lee! minho #ler! chan #ticklish babie #uwu

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hanniejji · 3 years

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family addition

[ aether x child!reader ]

summary: aether finds himself unable to fix the mess he made on his hair. while babysitting you, you offer to help him out. aether fondly watches you with the eyes of an older brother.

note: self indulgent fic because i love platonic ships especially one with family ties and smol characs uwu | m.list

words: 619 | warnings: fluff uwu

"mister aether?" a young voice called out from behind the outlander, small and quiet, with a weak tug on the man's cape. aether turns to look down on your small figure, a gentle smile on his face.

"yes?" he says while tugging on his braid, failing to untangle the strands of blond.

"your hair is very pretty."

the sudden compliment from the child flustered him, the smile on his face widening before ruffling your hair softly. he whisper a bashful thank you, letting you be seated near him on the ground. whenever the young man fails to gather enough energy to accept patrol commissions, he takes up the easier ones, like babysitting you while your mother is too busy with knight duties.

not just because he's tired, but also because he finds your presence calming—you aren't as loud and annoying as the other children. *ahem timmie ahem*

"how did you learn to braid your hair? is it not hard to do so on your own?" your big curious eyes stare up at him, innocent and adorable. aether finds it hard to stop himself from squishing your cheeks in his hands.

"my twin sister used to do it for me,"—you notice his smile turn a little sad—"she taught me how to do it myself, but i can't say i'm better than her, though. mine is not as sloppy as hers," his smile brightens at the memory in his head. he can still remember lumine's voice telling him that he sucks and that he still needs more practice.

you smile in relief when he seems to be feeling fine, thinking of a way to make him more relaxed. you've seen him run around a lot more than usual these past few weeks, clothes dirty, bags under his eyes, and the plaits on his head more dishieviled than usual—with hairs escaping from the messy tangled strands.

oh, that's it!

"can i braid your hair for you?"

"oh! um— sure, go ahead!"

aether definitely did not agree because his fingers are aching from trying to undo the braid. his scalp is also complaining from how hard he's been tugging and pulling.

it's also definitely not because of the enlightened smile on your gosh darn adorable face.

he slid off of the tree trunk he's been sitting on, letting you comfortably take a hold of his face. your hands were gentler than his, carefully undoing the tangled strands of blond from its braid and brushing through his hair after. he breathed a sigh of relief at the absence of pain on his scalp, leaning his head closer to your small hands.

"does it hurt?" you peek from above his head, mentally patting yourself at the happy smile on his face.

"not at all."

with his reassurance, you start brushing through his hair, dividing into three strands and redoing his braids, but much more neat and not as tight. aether resists the urge to chuckle at the weak feeling of your hands gently tugging on his hair. he can literally see the concentrated look on your face in his mind.

the both of you kept quiet as you do your work, the only noise were the sound of birds singing their lullaby, the wind carrying people's dreams, and the soft splashing of the pond near the both of you.

aether can see his sister in you—quiet and shy, but with eyes sharing the same determination to take care of your loved ones.

i'm sure they'd get along if they met each other.

"i'm done!" your enthusiastic voice woke him from his daydream, catching the way your eyes sparkled at your work.

"thank you, little one."

yeah, i'm sure lumine wouldn't mind another sibling.

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jaeheewillalwaysbemyfav · 3 years

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Could you please write the brothers with a genderfluid MC? You’re writing is so amazing! 😍😍

At what temperature does gender fluid become a solid? It varies, welcome to my bad jokes and fluffy headcanons

I use they/them pronouns for this MC throughout the headcanons for ease of reading, but naturally some genderfluid people use multiple sets of pronouns which may or may not include they/them. Know that the brothers would absolutely use whatever pronouns you tell them to!

Also uhhhhhhhhhh… this ended up including some of my HCs about the “brothers’” genders as well. Quick rundown of that, I see Luci, Mammon and Beel as trans guys, Levi as genderfluid but an egg (ie. closeted/still figuring himself out), Satan as demigender/Spite, Asmo as genderfluid/nonbinary, and Belphie as agender/*snoring cow noises*

No I don’t always use these headcanons when writing requests, and in this all the characters are still referred to with he/him pronouns, but if people do want to see more of my Obey Me gender HCs, feel free to ask!

Also thank you for the compliment uwu I definitely did not turn beet red and spin in my chair for several minutes after reading it

The Brothers With a Genderfluid MC feat. some Trans/NB Brothers HCs

Lucifer

When MC first showed up to the Devildom, their presentation didn’t match the gender Lucifer had on file

He didn’t think anything of it, just quietly made a note to correct the information later

But then a couple of weeks later MC starts presenting differently and he’s like, “??? Oh wait I get it”

Decides that the easiest thing to do is just approach MC directly and ask them what they’d like him to write on their file

If they ever got a hold of it, they would see a couple scribbles on it lol

Lots of things give Lucifer headaches

MC’s gender is never one of them

He takes any fluctuations in stride: change of name? Sure. Multiple names? No problem. Feeling more masc/fem but don’t want to go through the effort of necessarily presenting that way? Just let him know how to refer to you and he’ll follow your lead

It’s a complete non-issue for him basically, totally normal

Though because for him gender is a Private Matter, he won’t make a big deal of it unless he senses that they’re nervous about it and his reaction

In that case, he will assure them that he’s not acting the way he is to be cold, he just doesn’t want to make them feel othered or like a spectacle

Will Not talk about his own past though, unless you’re really really Really Super Mega Close

Perhaps post-pact he might be more forthcoming...

Mammon

Wait, so MC has to buy multiple wardrobes?? Isn’t that expensive?

Not necessarily how it works bud, but go off

His most common nickname for MC is “human”, so no need to worry about any accidental misgendering there

Should any gendered terms/pronouns come up though, Mammon might stumble a bit at first, before he knows MC’s rhythm and preferences

Not in a “ugh it’s too hard to keep track” way but in a “oh shit I don’t wanna get this wrong” way, you know?

This resulted in a lot of “MC’s so stubborn, h— sh— they— OY HUMAN! WHICH PRONOUNS IS IT TODAY?”

While in the Devildom changing names and pronouns aren’t really a big deal, if MC doesn’t like extra attention being drawn to themself this way, they’ll quickly figure out a system to let Mammon know how to refer to them

It makes his whole tsundere act infinitely funnier tbh

Hard to play the “I don’t care about you” card when you meticulously respect someone’s identity and always ensure they feel comfortable

Nooooo, he totally didn’t get MC that outfit they were wishing for because it’s easy to make more masc or fem!! That’s ridiculous!! NO DON’T LOOK AT HIS CREDIT CARD RECEIPT—!

Leviathan

*Leviathan has added Gender Envy to his list of envies*

Someone please crack this egg, he’s got a job in there it’s been so long

I hc that Levi is genderfluid, but because Insecurity and deeply internalized transphobia some Certain Corners of human world fandom, he’s never tried just casually presenting differently

When it’s a costume/cosplay people are generally receptive, but would they accept it if it was just him?

But seeing a genderfluid MC? Either just casually doing their thing, or quietly confiding in him about their identity? It gives him hope

His Henry understands!

If MC is still experimenting with presentation or names/pronouns, Levi is super supportive, even if his proposals are very… particular

And through helping them, he gets a bit more comfortable with himself as well

He’s still a bit nervous to officially come out, that lingering fear and doubt is hard to kick, but it’s nice to know he has someone who will stick by him no matter what

He’ll do little things with MC, if anyone asks he’ll say it’s in solidarity with them, but his brothers start to pick up that something Else is going on

Do Levi and MC get matching TSL pride pins at some point? :3c

It’s at this point that Asmo, known Gender Trapeze Artist, loses his shit and Demands that the others let him help Levi with his Gender Makeover, but they all furtively tell him to zip it. Levi will tell them when he’s ready, and IF he wants help with anything

Satan

Satan has more Spite than gender, but is very intrigued by the concept of gender fluidity

Asks a Ton of questions, not out of ignorance but curiosity over the particulars of MC’s specific experience

He’s internally comparing it to his own, as well as others he knows — it’s interesting to see the differences in how humans and demons understand gender!

If MC’s not down to talk about it or gets annoyed by the questions, he’ll of course back off and apologize

He knows there’s a lot of issues in the human world with people asking invasive questions and feeling entitled to trans people’s entire life stories

However if MC accepts and even reciprocates his curiosity?

*Accidentally acquires a degree in Devildom Gender Studies*

Is always ready to help MC stand up for themself and assert their identity

No one misgenders them on his watch

No One

Asmodeus

TWINS!!!!! :D

Asmo is very excited to find out the human exchange is just like him!!!

Okay, they might not necessarily be exactly like him in terms of presentation: maybe MC prefers a more consistently masc/fem style, or is more lowkey in general, or— oh no, they’re not too insecure to even try to present how they’d like to, right?!

If MC does find something about their presentation lacking or unsatisfactory, Asmo is 3000% willing and ready to help

But more importantly, if it’s MC’s confidence he cares about most

He’ll help an insecure MC find their inner strength and confidence, and be the Best Hype-Person for an MC who’s already confident

Asmo’s brand of genderfluidity is usually pretty loosey-goosey, his general sense of fashion leaning more towards the fem side but internal identity swinging about wildly, but should he and MC ever “synch up” at any point, he Will make a joke about it and how it must mean they’re meant to be! ;p

Also knows the best tips for coping with fluctuating dysphoria because although he publicly hides it, sometimes it does get him down

It tends to blend into his pre existing issues with public image and his body and even with shapeshifting sometimes things just Don’t Feel Right

So if MC’s ever having a rough time, they know who to turn to

Beelzebub

Like Lucifer, he’s very chill about it

It’s the content of MC’s character that matters, not their gender

And he thinks they’re a great person, so any way they want to be referred to, he will respect it without question

If MC is the type to change their presentation to suit their feelings, he’s lowkey in awe that they pull it off so well

Even before he transitioned, Beel was never very good with fashion beyond finding what makes him most comfortable and what’s most practical

But he respects the skill, and sometimes wonders if it would have made some of his pre-transition time easier to cope with

However unlike Lucifer, he’s fine confiding in MC about his experiences if he thinks it will make them feel better

Lots of Support Hugs

Sometimes it feels like he’s trying to hug the dysphoria out of them

Also re: the Lilith thing, if MC ever feels Extra awkward being compared to Lilith because she was a girl and MC Isn’t, Beel will take extra care to remind them that he and the rest of the House of Lamentation love MC for who they are, not because of their connection to Lilith

Belphegor

Ughhhhhh that sounds like so much effort

Uhhh, explain yourself cowboy, and talk fast

Belphie’s not really a boy, but whatever.

See? That’s so fast, “ehh I don’t really Do the gender thing, k byeeee” Done

Or at least it would be if people weren’t so stupid and kept pestering him about it

But MC… if their gender changes over time and people ask about it, that must take so much explaining

Doesn’t it get annoying?

Ohhhh… He’s trying to empathize!

Belphie has a weird way of showing support, but he means well

Like Satan, he doesn’t take any shit vis a vis misgendering, but instead of righteous fury, it’s more of an exasperation

“Just use the right pronouns! It’s not that hard! Mammon can do it, for fuck’s sake, are you saying you’re so dumb you can’t keep track of what even he can?!”

If MC’s having a mini Gender Crisis because sometimes gender is just weird, Belphie will absolutely say something stupid like “Nah, your gender is just taking a nap. You should too. C’mere *grabby hands*”

He’s insufferable, but also a stalwart supporter of MC

#obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me imagines #trans obey me #obey me trans mc #lucifer #mammon #leviathan #satan #asmodeus #beelzebub #belphegor #mine #my writing

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rose2jam · 3 years

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Day 27 - Bond

Ship: Severus Snape x Reader/OC

Story Summary: An Autumnal collection of Snape/Reader one-shots and ficlettes based on my main story, Dream Sequence.

Length: 1,184

Rating: T

Warnings: Alcohol consumption

Notes: Continuation of Feast uwu back to Gwen’s POV. This hadn’t turned out how I originally planned. I was going to make it longer with more of a scene but… I ended up really liking it right where it is.

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It was worse than you could have ever imagined. Hiding away your mother’s invitations, despising your lover for accepting the one she’d sent him without your consultation, the absolute dread you had experienced before walking through the threshold of your childhood home. All of your woes had been completely justified in the last few hours.

Because they were getting along swimmingly.

And you were left to suffer.

Dinner had gone shockingly well. The food was, as to be expected, completely divine. You remembered your mother making this once before, but recalled she had sworn it off because the cleanup had been more extensive than she deemed worthy. And though it still chaffed, that she was making you do the dishes as a form of punishment for not responding to her letters, magic did make things considerably easier after the meal was complete. Meanwhile, Severus and your mother exchanged quips and jabs with a rapidity that boarded on mind blowing. You’d always prided yourself on being able to keep up with Severus in a game of wits, but the relentless way your mother didn’t back down had you beat. It actually reminded you of watching Severus banter with Lucius Malfoy, and that was outright dangerous.

After dinner, with the pots and pans charmed to wash and dry themselves in the sink, all three of you had retired to the sitting room, where your mother had kicked off her shoes and curled up in the armchair, and you and Severus took to the couch. You were expecting, praying, hoping for quiet conversation, for more mulled wine, for kind compliments over the baked apples your mother had prepared for dessert.

What you found instead, was a photo album, resting innocuously on the low coffee table in front of the couch, and you watched with muted terror as Severus wasted absolutely no time picking it up.

It started where most baby books began, with your mother in a hospital bed, her face sweaty and matted with much shorter hair, holding a wrinkly, red raisin of a you to her breast, and gazing at you like you were the only thing that mattered in the world. These were followed by more hospital photos, of your mother surrounded by a motley crew of misfits baring baby clothes that bore the logos of their favorite bands, some of them with cigarettes behind their ears because hospitals didn’t really care back in ’71. It might have been alarming, to allow some of these people to even be in the same room as a new born, but they had been your mothers only support system at the time, and you still called some of them auntie and uncle.

There weren’t too many photos after that, until about your third birthday, when the interior setting became that of this very apartment. The years previous, your mother solemnly explained, had been transient in nature. Those same misfit friends had allowed her to sleep in their spare rooms, had volunteered to watch over the newborn you while your mother tried to find work, because her parents had left her flat when they found out she was pregnant, and she’d only had so much in savings back then. Severus already knew this, you had told him so some time ago, but he nodded patiently as he listened to the story, his fingers lingering over the photos from your third birthday party, where there wasn’t a single other child in sight, and the only people who had attended had been your mother’s adult friends. All of you were eager for Severus to turn the page to happier times.

You had reached peak embarrassment when Severus had burst out into sudden barking laughter, at the one photo you had been dreading since sitting down on the couch. Your mother giggled into her mug of wine, and you swore to yourself that you would get both of them back for this. You couldn’t have been older than five years old; your hair was pulled back in bunches, and you had a tooth missing in the front. In the photo, you were sitting in a pool of mint green chiffon, the sleeves of the overlarge evening gown bunched around your wrists as you held a tube of red lipstick in one tiny fist, and a silver hand mirror in the other. It was, in fact, the same gown you had worn the night of the Society meeting, and you had a feeling that this fact was the source of your lover’s good humor. You looked entirely too pleased with yourself in the photo, black eyeshadow smeared over your lids, red lipstick globbed over your mouth. You buried your face in Severus’ shoulder to hide your shame as he continued to bellow with unrestrained laughter, a sound you were so unused to hearing, but you found yourself cherishing, even if it was at your expense. But your humiliation eased as he shifted to slip his arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to his side as his laughter tapered off, though he would sometimes shudder as another wave of mirth threatened him.

The sitting room grew quiet, the only sound being the gentle lull of Bach’s Goldberg Variations humming from the record player, and the occasional flip of the page. You felt sleepy and warm, the mulled wine having gone straight to your head, combined with the all-encompassing comfort of being… home. You lifted your eyes from the photo album to search out your mother’s gaze, but you found that she was already watching you closely, her knees pulled up to her chest, her mug balanced in her hands. And the look on her face was one that might have confused you, had you not seen the same look in a picture mere moments ago.

It was the expression of a mother gazing upon her newborn for the first time, one of love and adoration, like you were the only person in her world. Yet, it was tinted with the faintest hint of fear. A fear that came from the knowledge that the world was cruel, and that she wouldn’t always be there to protect you from it, even when she had taught you to protect yourself. But unlike the photo in the album, there was an added layer to this gaze; one of hope. That maybe… despite what had happened in the past, there might be someone else on her side, who would love you and protect you in equal measure, just as sincerely as she did.

You offered a wobbly smile, and she returned it, tilting her head as she regarded the pair of you. You no longer feared that they would end up hating each other. They may have found equal footing by teasing you, by exchanging witty banter and sharing an exquisite meal. But their bond was formed in having the same goals; to love you, to keep you safe. And you’d never felt so foolish, to think that the two most important people in your life would ever clash, when they had something so critical in common.

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#Severus Snape #Pro Snape #Snapedom #Snape Community #Severus Snape x Reader #Severus Snape x OC #Snape x Reader #Snape x OC #Snoodetober

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nakunakunomi · 4 years

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Nicknames and Compliments: Bakusquad

These were quite popular when I did them for One Piece, and I might do some more. But at the moment nearly all of my requests are One Piece, so I am going to sprinkle in more of my personal writing for other fandoms here and there until there’s more requests for them. Don’t get me wrong, still love one piece, I just like MANY other things as well. And well, these are usually pretty cute UwU Enjoy!

Katsuki Bakugo

Dumbass, among others is his most preferred nickname for you.

Bakugo’s nicknames for you are generally not that nice, and not that fluffy nor sappy, but he means them lovingly. It’s like he calls Kirishima shitty hair, but he does that with love.

When he uses your actual name he means serious business, and it’s usually bad news.

When he’s in an exceptionally sappy, emotional or good mood, he’ll go for the more classic babe and such.

He will 100% pretend to hate it when you call him any nicknames.

Don’t be fooled, he absolutely loves it, and you just see his reaction when you just call him Katsuki, he will be absolutely disappointed.

Maybe refrain from calling him Kacchan though, that’s Deku an Denki Privilege and he does not want to associate his partner with them.

Compliments are pretty rare, and are sometimes even disguised as annoyed remark. Point them out to him and he will look away and blush.

Don’t be surprised when you hear him curse even while complimenting you, he just has to say everything aggressively, even declarations of love and admiration.

Just like with nicknames, he will pretend to not necessarily like certain compliments. Like when you’re saying he’s strong, he’ll either confirm or say that it’s not good enough yet.

But again, theres a 90% chance he’ll look away to blush.

Especially once you’re in a serious relationship and the more sincere and heartfelt your compliments get, the easier it is to get him flustered.

And if you’re at that stage, you can expect some heartfelt compliments from his side as well. When it’s just the two of you and his emotional words are meant for your ears only.

Eijiro Kirishima

Nicknames? He loves nicknames! You can call him whatever you want

He likes hero specific nicknames, just ‘red’ or other ‘manly names’

But all the sweet nicknames you can call one another in a relationship? Those are manly too! Really the whole arrangement going from the sweetest, most sappy names to the more standard ones that everyone calls their s/o, he will just use whatever you are comfortable with and you can just do the same.

He will 100% blush when you use them for the very first time, even if it’s just in the friendship kind of way before you even get together officially.

Loves it when you blush when he calls you a nickname.

And when it comes to compliments? Be prepared to be absolutely showered with them.

If you tell him how manly he is... well, the first time you do so may actually result in some manly tears of joy.

He will compliment everything and anything: your looks, your strength, your determination. Things you are insecure about will now be complimented so much that you will almost thing they’re your best assets.

He’s pretty good at receiving compliments. “awwweeee you think so?” But he’ll still have that slight pink tint adorning his cheeks.

Smiles the absolute brightest as he receives and gives compliments like a pro. Will 100% melt your heart.

Kaminari Denki

Being together with Denki means the most fun nicknames and a lot of them

Like don’t be surprised if there’s a new one every day. They are all very sweet though, although some might be a little weird?

Matching couple nicknames are definitely a thing with him. It may feel a little weird at first, but once you lean into it, it’s kind of cute.

With that territory comes gag gifts and the Mr. & Mrs. items. I’m sorry, I don’t make the rules. After a while even your friends start giving you these gifts. Can’t help it you two are so cute together.

Denki, emotionally intelligent as he is, not only compliments you frequently, but he knows exactly what to compliment you on to make you feel better.

Tried some new style of clothes? Got a haircut? He will notice and say something about it!

Felt bad about studying? Going through a stressful time? Trained extra hard? You bet he’s going to say something about it to let you know your efforts aren’t going by unnoticed.

Although he is usually the target of more playful banter, and is okay with that, Kaminari likes to be complimented too. Gives him the extra boost to get through his day and you will just notice him having that extra spring in his step after you compliment him.

Compliments from anyone make him feel extra extra nice, but yours just elevate his mood to the next level. After all affirmations from the one you love most are the best possible kind of affirmations.

Hanta Sero

Sero tends to stick to the more standard nicknames when it comes to you. In the beginning, he will even just call you by your name, maybe change the suffix to make it more cute or friendly, but he’s actually a tiny bit shy to start calling you nicknames.

The moment you start though, he’s quick to adapt and just blend in and go along with it, echoing your nicknames for him back at you, in whichever way is appropriate.

One time he tried a more personalized nickname for you, but it was more an hilarious attempt than a cute one. It stuck though and now you use the nickname frequently, not only for him to call you by, but also the other way around, it’s hilarious.

He’s pretty generous with compliments! Most are in the form of astonishment at your actions and accomplishments, like comments on how well you did on a test or training.

A lot of “wow y/n that was just great” and “Y/n!! you’re amazing” it comes out so spontaneously and it is super genuine.

Doesn’t really know how to take a compliment? An awkward thank you or an even more awkward ‘you too!’ when it doesn’t even fit is pretty frequent.

When it comes to you, he can accept them a little less awkwardly, but he still gets a little flustered. The redness of his cheeks only encourages you to add onto the pile of love, or to softly kiss his cheeks, this man is adorable and deserves all the encouragement and love!

Mina Ashido

Mina can come up with the most nice, yet crazy and unique nicknames you’ve ever heard.

Based off of memories you share, based off of your quirk, your looks, your style, things you do, things you like... sometimes a new one will just pop up in her head and she will start calling you that.

Some last a long while, but she’s got at least 2 new nicknames for you every single month. You just do so many things together and it’s just so easy for her to come up with new ones.

By all means, do the same for her. She absolutely loves it. At some point no one will know who you’re trying to call, but that’s okay, the both of you always know whenever a nickname is meant for the other.

Mina is always lifting up those around her and compliments will always be a big part of that. Not only to you, her partner, but just everyone!

She will compliment anything and everything and at least once a day. She will boost your confidence like that, and make it easier for you to accept compliments if you’re not that good with that!

Mina, even though she seems easily distracted, does know what you are saying and listens to you. She knows what you’re up to in your life, and thus will be able to compliment you on progress you’re making towards your goals, or fears and other hurdles you’re overcoming.

She will sometimes even explicitly ask about your goals and such, just to be able to lift you up, even if you’re not making the kind of progress you wanted to make.

She’s super good at accepting compliments, just having the appropriate response always, throwing a compliment back, serving the biggest smiles and genuine thanks. Absolute role model for you too!

#kirishima x reader #bakugo x reader #mina x reader #sero x reader #denki x reader #kirishima eijiro #kaminari denki #katsuki bakugo #mina ashido #Sero hanta #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #headcanons #fluff #bakusquad

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What was their first impression of each other? for the disaster duo uwu

ON THE ROAD:

Kajo: Very unsure of what to think about this strange imperial dressed as a jester. Is he really a jester? Could be, who she is to judge and say he isn’t. He seems nice, she thinks the way he talks and acts is funny (although he seems to be in distress, so she shouldn’t laugh), but something about him and the mysterious box he is transporting feels… odd. Mysterious and sinister, perhaps. She is curious, but something tells her not to get too involved with this (she is already in enough trouble as is). Decides to help him persuade the farmer to fix his wagon wheel, though, very much motivated by the promise of easy coin. When the deed is done, Kajo doesn’t stay to talk, she just accepts the reward and wishes the odd man a safe journey and gives her condolences for his mother’s passing (which makes him chuckle for some reason).

Cicero: Thinks that the bosmer seems fun; she is tiny and looks like she wouldn’t harm a bug, but he is very observant and notes the large bow she is carrying (well, who could miss that, really) and even the dagger stuffed into her boot. Possibly dangerous if you get on her bad side, which he thinks is absolutely wonderful and funny. Anything dangerous is funny to him. She doesn’t mock or laugh at him, which feels nice. Well, it is a jester’s job to be laughed at, but sometimes it’s nice when people treat him like everyone else. Especially when he is having a crisis like this! And the kind stranger helps him with this awful, awful situation! She hurries away quick afterwards, but Cicero has a feeling that their paths will cross again sooner or later.

MEETING AGAIN IN THE SANCTUARY (The official first meeting, I guess, since introductions are finally made):

Kajo: She is somehow surprised and not surprised at the same time to find out that the so called “Keeper” is this mysterious guy from the road some weeks back. He had those strange, sinister vibes and now she understands why. What Kajo is surprised about, however, is how happily the man greets her. It’s the warmest hello she has heard in a while and despite not really knowing him, it is nice to see someone she has met before (even if just very briefly).

Astrid adviced her not to get too familiar with the Keeper, but Kajo decides to start conversation with Cicero anyway. She is curious about who he is and what exactly his role means. He seems shocked with how little she knows about the Dark Brotherhood and especially the Old Ways, but has this little spark of joy in his eyes when he gets to tell her all about it and then some.

After the first few conversations Kajo’s impression of him is quite positive; Cicero seems very fun in her opinion, they have a similar, a bit twisted and weird sense of humor. She likes that he is unapologetically himself, even if most of the other members don’t really appreciate his loud, joyous, and perhaps a little over the top personality. She can tell that there is a story, but doesn’t push it, because he seems reluctant to talk about anything personal beyond his Keeper duties.

Cicero: Instantly recognizes the fun looking, tiny bosmer who so kindly helped him earlier! Barely can focus on the conversation with Astrid, he wants to say hello to the elf so badly, and when he gets the chance, he greets her so happily, like seeing an old friend. Her reaction makes him chuckle; she is like a deer that just spotted a hunter, eyes so big and wide. (And her eyes are very interesting to him, he’s never before noticed that the wood elves can have dark sclera and it compliments her orangeish gold eyes nicely. He can’t help but wonder if her eyes glow in the dark.)

She has a funny name. No, THREE names. It has to be illegal somehow, so Cicero decides to call her Stripes instead. Because she has those red stripes under her eyes. Easier to remember. She does say that he doesn’t need to use all three names, but still. Stripes it is.

Shocked that she knows almost nothing about the Dark Brotherhood! The very, very, VERY basics, but very little beyond that! A very new initiate or not, she should be familiar with the old traditions and their history, if Astrid considered herself the leader of this Sanctuary, she should’ve taught these things to Stripes! But she seems eager to learn, eager to know all about the Brotherhood, Sithis and the Night Mother, and Cicero is more than happy to tell her!

During their conversations they talk about other stuff as well. Joking around, very silly conversations about nothing important in particular, but her company makes Cicero feel more at home in this new Sanctuary (not that he will ever call it home, no).

#disaster duo #memaidraws

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danceworshipper · 3 years

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💕 + Tessa, my babieee uwu

Yessss we love her

Tessa Chiva

Pros:

She's a cuddler. If you've had a bad day or you're just feeling really down, she can and will lie with you in her arms for hours if she needs to. It doesn't matter if you want to talk, be quiet, or listen to her talk either, she can do it all

Tessa is a caregiver. She loves making dinner for you, doing sweet little things to make your life easier. Woke up late for work? Your lunch is packed, sitting on the counter good to go

You like music? Girl can serenade you on the piano. She's a little shy about it but she thrives on knowing that you think she's amazing, and she'll figure out which songs are your favorites and practice them a little extra

She's a badass??? She doesn't seem like it at all but she's a beast on the Quidditch pitch, so she's strong, and she's an excellent dueler so if you need someone to have your back, she's got you

Tessa's pretty easy to make happy. She prefers simple dates over fancy ones, just wanting to spend time with you. The best way to make her smile? Take her night swimming when all the stars are out and you can see straight to the edge of the galaxy

You can take her literally anywhere. She's got perfect manners, knows all etiquette possible, and even understands the actual difference between dress codes like formal, semi-formal, black tie, etc. Y'all will never look out of place - except maybe a little over dressed if it's casual

Tessa isn't a jealous person. Oh, you want to hang out with your friends? Have fun, what time will you be back; should I have dinner ready? She trusts you completely to do what you say you're doing

Cons

Tessa hates surprises. You know how I said she trusts you? If you ever surprise her, say, with a birthday party or whatever, she won't trust you ever again. Surprises scare her, and now you scare her. Do NOT do it. Don't break her trust at all, actually, because you'll never get it back

She may have good manners, but she's anxious as hell. She'll never show it in public either, so you won't know until you get home and she's on the floor, shaking and unable to speak. Tessa never figured out how to show she needs help, and the anxiety overwhelms her, so it's always going to be a big breakdown if you can't pick up on the minuscule signs and get her out of the public space

Sometimes Tessa can get too over attached to you. She might end up wanting to spend every second of every day with you, and not understand why you get annoyed with that. This would only happen in the beginning of the relationship though

This girl is SO insecure. She won't believe a damn compliment you give her unless you repeat it at least a hundred times. Meanwhile, she won't accept you being insecure, because you're perfect, why the hell are you insecure???? 🙄 Hypocrite

If you're dating Tessa, you'd better make sure Gracie likes you. Bitch is overprotective to the extreme. You mess up once? Bye. Get lost. And for the most part Tessa holds Gracie's opinion in the highest regard, so uh... don't fuck it up. 'Cause Gracie will fuck you up

Tessa's legilimency. Yeah, I'm saying it, it's a con. It's so strong that she might end up in your brain without either of you realizing it, and the more she connects with you the longer distances she can connect from, the more she can feel your presence if you're anywhere near her. She'd never purposefully invade your privacy of course, but she really likes the feeling of being connected to someone's mind, so good luck with that

And finally, both a pro and a con depending on who you are: "Oh, you wanted one dog... I got three."

Send an 💕 for the pros and cons of dating an oc!

#tessa chiva #pros and cons asks #she's a love but she has a few issues #as does everyone #ohhh gracie

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the-soupiest-artist · 3 years

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3, 28 and 35 for the three of them! :^3c

HELLO!! IT YOU!! Omg ty so much for submitting an ask!! :0

Separated by character to make reading a bit easier UwU💖

A/N: Again based on Castillion/Ersailles in the cannon Arcanaverse (making an acception for question #28) (Also Ray and Seb aren’t as developed as Lyra is, I have rped with her the most, so answers might not be a refined as you hoped?? If you have any further questions or inquiries feel free to dm me!!💝)

3 has been answered already here for all three!!

Raymond 🎼

28. If your character was in today’s world, what social media platforms would they avoid? Or be prominent on?

Wattpad is #1 on Raymond’s list for places to avoid due to the fact that during research for a school project he accidentally stumbled upon some smut of Beethoven x Mozart and Raymond was horrified. Not at the smut, but just how badly written it was. Raymond would probably post original sample songs on TicTok a lot. He would even help other musicians on the platform develop their skills in playing all kinds of instruments. (Including the kazoo). He has Facebook and Instagram for family and business things.

More under the cut 💝

35. What attracts your character to another person? What kind of person do they do for?

Raymond is a very kind and complimenting person. He’s so genuinely nice, that he’ll accidentally lead people on without even meaning too. He easily tells his friends that he loves them dearly, he even does this to acquaintances. It’s not until a “love triangle dispute” breaks out that Raymond has to hold up his hands and tell the group (yes GROUP, it’s mostly groups of people who confront him) that he thinks their all wonderful people but he’s not interested in courting. Raymond first of all isn’t a fan of love at first sight. He really wants to befriend a person he’s interested in before letting the lovey dovey feelings take over. Music is a sure gateway into his heart hands down. If someone hes interested in simply even mentions the fact that they will sing/perform for him he will fall in love 10000000 times quicker. When Raymond does find someone attractive and starts feeling things he won’t hesitate in his plans to woo them. He looks for the little details of a person as well, like how someone will scrunch up their nose when their thinking, or hum a certain way when they do dishes, it’s little unique things like that Raymond loves and appreciates in his partners. And you bet your ass he will comment on them just to see them stop and think, especially if it’s something his S/O hasn’t noticed about themself before. (He is However occasionally oblivious to receiving attention from whomever he does have feelings for). He’ll write poetry, songs, operas, hec even a full on concert just based on how wonderful he thinks a certain suitor is. (Raymond is also a switch)

Sébastien ;)

28. If your character was in today’s world, what social media platforms would they avoid? Or be prominent on?

Sèbastien’s job in some modern!AUs is centered around fashion blogging. So straying away from pretty much any kind of social media is something he wouldn’t do. However I think he would be most active on Instagram. That is where his following would mostly flock from.

35. What attracts your character to another person? What kind of person do they do for?

Sèbastien is a hoe. He sees anyone he remotely likes and he will make a move. It could by by a simple comment, or even the way they look. If Sèbastien’s head says “this person is wonderful I must bed them.” Then he will make every effort too, but he won’t cross any lines ever if the person truly isn’t interested. However Sèbastien catches feelings quick and easily. Which scares 90% of his LIs off because they’re just wanting one night stands, and those that do want to stay with him end up getting scared by how clingy he is, and by all of the gift giving he’s prone to do. It is the people who choose to stay, that really makes the difference in Sèbastien. Those are the lovers he treasures. He is absolutely more of an “act now think later” kind of person when it comes to love in general. When there is someone Sèbastien is interested in, and he his making a conscious choice to be a gentleman, it’s not based on his own selfish wants to get sex out of them, but it’s because he respects the person he wants to/or currently is courting. He knows relationships are give and take. Sèbastien will put in the work of dating, he’s a master at romance. (Like a true hoe, Sèbastien is a switch)

Lyra *~.

28. If your character was in today’s world, what social media platforms would they avoid? Or be prominent on?

Lyra isn’t really all that much of a fan of social media, or even her own phone for that matter. She’d much rather enjoy moments as they come in the real world rather than scroll through social media. She pretty much only has Instagram for her dance career (and also because Sèbastien set her up with one).

35. What attracts your character to another person? What kind of person do they do for?

Lyra believes herself to be a hopeless romantic. She is totally convinced that she will die alone and she is perfectly fine with it. Physical attraction comes after knowing the character and contents of the person’s mind, and what makes them...well...them. Lyra will always end up falling in love with the friends she had made that is a fact. (I’ve done a lot of rps with Lyra with so many diverse Ocs, most of whom belong to dear friends.So it’s hard to say what exactly she looks for in a partner, but here are some things that seem to work well in the rps I’ve done in the past.) She tends to fall for the friends who appreciate her talents/hobbies and value her as a person. For some reason as well, (I honestly don’t know why) Lyra also tends to fall for people with troubled pasts. Lyra wants to help them find healing, and it is often through that journey that Lyra catches the feelies. When Lyra does start to have the feely feelies, she will deny it to herself. Giving her a million and one reasons as to why someone as amazing as the person she’s simping after would never want to be with a girl like her. However her mind will wander if she’s spending time with the person and she’s having a quiet moment with them. She’ll watch the way they laugh, or simply how they just exist. She’ll think on all the things she loves about them, and then she’ll snap herself out of her staring and her pale face will bloom into a red blush. (Also any physical actions made towards her by that person will be met with a blush fest and possibly some nervous stuttering, which is something said person had never seen prior to the feelings getting caught) (Lyra is a submissive babe...and I love her TvT)

Thank you oh so much for the ask I really do appreciate it!! (This is your daily reminder that I love your ocs 😳💝)

#seriously I hope this was the info u were hoping for xD #apprentice lyra #lyra slaquer #the arcana #the arcana game #Raymond Slaquer #Sèbastien Slaquer #oc asks #arcana apprentice #the Slaquers #the romantic trio #slaquer asks #mc #arcana mc

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demonictransformation · 5 years

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Hi :) I was the one who had requested an Uzui, Kyoujurou and Sanemi hcs on how would they court a shy female pillar. And it is alright! \(*´ω`*)/ Please do not fret, it's something that cannot be avoided sometimes. It tends to happen. \(〃´ ∀ `〃)/ Thank you for letting me know!

Hi hi! Lets me start by saying I’m sorry this these took so long, and they’re not exactly the best. Sanemi’s and Tengen’s were quite hard to come up with actually! And as a certified Kyojuro fucker tm, maybe I got a bit carried away with his ;-; I hope you enjoy them nonetheless! Thank you for being so patient with me and resending your request when I messed it up the first time uwu

Sanemi

It probably takes a while for Sanemi to realize he has a crush on her, let alone start courting her.

I think he’d take his time just watching her from a far before approaching her. He’s pretty rough around the edges and he’s completely aware of it, so he doesn’t wanna scare her off.

He doesn’t avoid her during the period he spends collecting information though, he’s actually quite cordial around her so everyone knows whats’s up lol

He’s big on trying to bond with her over pillar stuff. Training sessions, walking to Oyakata-sama’s estate together, chilling at the Swordsmiths’ village as their swords are being fixed, you name it.

Tries to keep his voice low and outbursts on check when she’s near, sometimes having to leave the room to cool off.

The courting begins when they are sent on missions together, its much easier for Sanemi to deal with his feelings without an audience. He’s much kinder and softer when they’re alone.

Unlike Kyojuro and Uzui, he’s not too keen on hanging out with the rest of the pillars, but he isn’t necessarily into completely quiet nights in either. A walk around the woods is much more up his alley. Since she most likely doesn’t hang around the others either, the wind hashira would try to subtly ask her to join him on his walks sometimes.

Literally has to pick his jaw up from the floor when she agrees, nodding as she looks away, cheeks bright red.

His walks are not limited to the woods though, sometimes he likes walking through the city too. He knows which houses have dogs and lowkey bases his walks on that, he took her on one of these walks once and she almost melted while seeing him interact with every dog he saw- which were a lot, by the way.

Gets super scared when he has a rage fit in front of her, fearing she’s not going to want to be around him anymore and all of his past efforts will go to waste. That’s not the case, however, since she obviously knew about Sanemi’s personality before they started hanging out. She makes an effort to assure him its alright though!

Sanemi will become so overprotective of her, specially around demons. Even though she’s a pillar herself, he’s lost far too many people in his life to have her follow the same fate. It embarrasses of course, but she’s also very grateful.

Uzui

Oh, boy. This flamboyant man may not the best for a shy person, imo.

Like he’s so extravagant and out there, its probably hard for her at first to even be in the same room with him for too long. Not because she doesn’t like him or anything, but his antics can definitely get a bit overwhelming for such a quiet and reserved person.

Having said that, opposites do attract sometimes, and a calmer person might just be what Tengen needs to balance his flamboyant personality out, and vice versa.

Probably asks Mitsuri how to approach her without giving her a heart attack or something.

Starts by trying to find things they have in common, and attempts to strike a conversation based on that. She’s initially very intimidated by his loud persona, so seeing he can actually act normally is a huge relief. At first she doesn’t talk too much, limiting herself to nodding and maybe a word of agreement or two. Uzui doesn’t mind all that much, he loves talking and is more than happy to finally be having a conversation with her

She slowly becomes more and more talkative as time goes on, and he gets just so excited.

He encourages her so much. Whether its in the middle of a battle, or when she tries to come out of her shell even just ever so slightly, Tengen is super supportive and her biggest fan much to her embarrassment.

Likes bringing her gifts that remind him of her when he goes away on missions. He honestly just loves spoiling her really, even though she’s so embarrassed by it. At first she’d refuse to accept them, but as the relationship moves forwards and she slowly warms up to him, she starts accepting them. His favorite types of presents for her are kimonos, jewelry and hair accessories, and gets happy beyond belief when he sees her wearing them.

Unlike Sanemi, Tengen tries to forget all about their pillar duties when they’re together, and focuses on the more mundane aspects of life. As much as he loves his job and his position, it often brings a heavy burden, both pysucally and mentally, and wants a relationship that will help him get his mind off all that, even just for a little.

Kyojurou

Both of them being pillars means they often spend a fair share of time together, much to Kyo’s delight.

Hes genuinely such a warm, kind person I don’t think it’d take too long for anyone to open up to him, even the shyest person on earth. Its honestly kind of hard for people to realize he has a crush on someone cause he’s just so nice to everyone.

Definitely invites her to join him for food and maybe even some rounds of sake with a couple of the pillars –most likely Mitsuri and Tengen- to try and get her out of her shell. If she’s still not ready to go out with everyone, he’ll gladly offer to stay with her for a quiet night in.

Isn’t opposed to going out for dinner just with her though! He actually enjys it very much, and loves finding new restaurants to take her after a long mission.

He’s a very touchy feely kinda guy so he really has to try his hardest to remember personal space is a thing when she’s around. He definitely doesn’t want to make her uncomfortable!

Loves bringing her flowers but she gets extremely embarrassed when she receives them, so Kyo opts to leave them on places he knows she’ll find them. It becomes a bit of a game for them after a while.

Will always call her by her first name, and will encourage her to do the same to him. He feels like crying when she finally does it!

He gives lots and lots of compliments! Maybe a bit too many? He often has to remind himself to slow down calling her cute things cause she gets just so flustered, specially if they’re said in front of other people.

He’s like the happiest man alive when she starts slowly becoming more and more confident, though he secretly loves how she only becomes her true self when they’re both alone.

Similarly to Sanemi, he enjoys taking her on walks, specially under the stars. Its one of the only moments in which he is calm, quietly taking in everything he sees and hears. if the night’s particularly chilly, he will definitely drop his haori on her shoulders. He would love to just put his arm around her and bring her close to his body, but he knows she’d probably die of embarrassment. Looking at her with his haori is enough to put a big, goofy smile on his face though.

Talks about her to anyone who would listen, this big dork ;;;;;

#kimetsu no yaiba #kny #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba imagines #kny imagines #kny x reader #kimetsu no yaiba headcanons #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kny headcanons #sanemi #rengoku #uzui

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sunsethwa · 5 years

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How would ateez ask you out?

A/N: this actually ended up being longer than i planned and i also haven’t proof read so i hope there aren’t mistakes heh ok anyways enjoy this floof

Seonghwa

Okay so i kind of explained one ver here, but I also think it could happen in another way. That way would be him being super shy about confessing his feelings to you, but if someone else suddenly start flirting with you- oh boy he’ll be rushing and stressed. In his mind, the thoughts would go “oh no wait no no I can’t have them being asked out by someone else first”. So, when the flirter has then left you alone again, he would walk over to you, his heart beating out of his chest, actually explaining the situation fully. He’d just go “hey so I don’t know if you know this already, but I really like you and would like to go out with you and I needed you to know that because I seem to have competition right now.” and you’re just like??? what just happened, but obviously, you accept his offer to his relief.

Hongjoong

I’m torn between thinking he would straight up ask you out as soon as he has feelings for you or if he would let it linger and be hesitant. I actually think the first option, since he’s so productive of a person? He’s like “Okay, I know I like this person - I want to know if they like me back too.” If you’re close from before, one day while you’re hanging out, he’ll just go: “Hey, would you wanna’ go out with me?” For a while you’re a bit confused, wondering if he means what you think he means: “I thought we went out together all the time already?” And he kind of shakes his head with a smile: “No, like a date. I like you.” You’ll probably be taken aback by his honesty, but we all know how it ends.

Yunho

This one i already have a thorough explanation for here, but I’ll try to make an alternative here as well. Yunho has two sides, a kind of shy side about this whole thing (like in the first example), OR he would be so confident about it. Would shamelessly hug you a lot and grab your hand whenever he wanted, giving you a cocky grin doing so. There wouldn’t actually be no doubt that he liked you as more than friends - but getting him to admit it is another case. You could tell him: “Hey, I know you like me.” Several times and he’d scoff and brush it off like it wasn’t true. That’s until one day, you kiss his cheek out of the blue and he blushes SO INTENSELY: “Well, fine, maybe I like you a little.”

Yeosang

Hmmm, I’m a bit unsure about him, but usually Yeosang is such a shy bean and I think he definitely would be in a scenario like this as well. It would actually be a lot easier for him if you made the first move, or at least initiated quite a bit so he would be more confident and feel more secure on asking you to go out with him. If you did little things like complimented him or showed that you really wanted to get to know him or even took the chance on holding his hand he would feel more sure that you felt the same if he confessed his feelings. Would probably go something like “uhm, so - i was just wondering if you - if you like me?” and go something along the lines of “you dork of course i like you!” and he’ll be SO HAPPY IM JUST UWU

San

Part of me wants to believe he would be this super confident guy who makes all the first moves, but realistically - I actually don’t think so? Let me explain, I DO think he actually would take initiatives to all the firsts, but it would be a kind of fake it till you make it scenario. Inside, he’s SO incredibly nervous, the boy’s heart is beating at the speed of light. Like, he might wanna’ hold hands and he’d try hinting by brushing his hands against yours and even that has his mind going cloudy. One day he just thinks ‘fuck it’ and tells you that he really likes you and want to be more than friends. He swears he hears ringing in his ears but !!! did he hear right? You like him too??? A lot??? IMAGINE THE SMILE ON HIS FACE (followed by a cocky grin because he totally knew all along and was completely calm and collected)

Mingi

Oh my god he would be so shy. But, he would be kind of similar to Seonghwa in a way; if he was afraid that he was taking so long to make a move that someone else might do so before him, he’d get to work. He would do lots of small, sweet gestures as flirting, like buying you snacks or writing you sweet post-its (alternatively texts) and give you lots of compliments on both your appearance and personality. One time you’re spending time together he would space out completely looking at you and you’d practically have to shake him out of his daze: “Were you staring at me?” And he would be so flustered, but still admit to it: “Yeah, sorry, you just look so cute today, I mean you always look cute, but like, extra cute.” This is where you understand that ‘Ah, he really does like me, doesn’t he?’ So you would probably end up asking him out yourself.

Wooyoung

Even though he’s kind of a shy baby, I think he would be openly flirtatious?? Kind of a mix of Yunho and San, initiating, but carefully and controlled. Sometimes he just lets go completely though and goes into full on flirting mode. Would probably make you watch him dance to ‘give him feedback’, but in reality it’s just so he has an excuse to give you sexy stares or something. If you compliment him on it after, he might get bold and tell you something like “Did it make your heart race?” And you would be like “Hmmm, maybe a little?” And he’d have the stupidest smirk on his face and maybe .. even pull you close to him, almost like you’re about to kiss, but instead he would just ask you on a date.

Jongho

I don’t think Jongho beats around the bush with these things, he would straight up ask you to go out with him. That would be after giving you a lot of attention, very obviously the type only being given to you. I imagine he would crack a lot of jokes to impress someone he likes, and laugh a lot if they joked along with him. Oh and he would ALWAYS smile when he saw you and instantly approach you, asking you how you are and how your day was. After getting to know you a little, he would have built up the courage to actually ask you: “Hey, do you wanna’ go out sometime? Just the two of us?” And he would be SO thrilled when you agree, promising you won’t regret it.

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xxsanshinexx · 4 years

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CHAPTER 3: A Start

Chapter 2| Jungle City |Chapter 4

Chan explained everything as simply as he could to you. The Pack, their group of nine members, had been around for a year; garnering new members as the unrest in the city grew. The members ranged from struggling children on the streets to members of some of the wealthiest that had ever dwelled in the city. He didn’t touch much on the members besides that, seeming to think it better to leave their names and what they did a secret for now.

“So you all met up and formed a rebellion?” You summarized, leaning back in your seat, tapping your fingers against the wood in thought. “And now… this band of ruffians are trying to overthrow the government.”

“That’s a rough summary but yes,” Chan nodded, eyes glancing to the watch on his wrist. “We all had a vendetta against Mayor Seo… some larger than others. We’re trying to use our experiences to make a change.”

You nodded in understanding. It was a group of children who had been wronged by the authorities, tired of trying to live up to the expectations of people who cared little for their wellbeing. It was the same stories who you had witnessed from the kids you used to go to school with; their anger and sadness having to be stored away behind placid smiles and teary eyes. They were some of the few ready to do away with what they were gifted in life, any safety they might have had, to try and create something new; something better than what they were thrown into.

“What’s your next step than.” The question seemed to make even Seungmin’s fingers stop their typing for a moment.

The heavy silence that had encompassed the room only lasted a few moments, as Chan’s face contorted into so many different expressions before settling back into one of neutrality. “We’re working on it.”

The answer didn’t satisfy you. Chan and Seungmin had both given you such full answers about everything yet now, the seemingly most important question you had asked, they couldn’t give you an answer. You couldn’t press on or object them however, because the steps were suddenly shaking and the clanging of metal roared around the room.

All eyes were turned towards the darkness, a panic feeling you that couldn’t subside even if Chan and Seungmin waited with neutral faces. One by one, boys dressed in all black from head to toe waltzed into the room; draped with full bags and guns and other weapons slung over their shoulders. They looked like a pack of robbers, with their ski masks and black gloves; but their presence screamed that they could kill you. Except for one, who stood right in the front, his hands pushed into his jean pockets and his face a mask of indifference. He looked young, a face of pure youth; with red hair and a sly look in his engaging brown eyes as they met yours. For some reason he seemed to scare you the most.

“We got what we could,” The one in the middle, that largest of the group said as he pulled at his mask with his free hand. Underneath was a boy of perfection, and you could have sworn you had seen his face before. The way his lips curved and the way his eyes glowed with an unwavering intensity; if it wasn’t obvious by his demanding voice, he was one of the leaders of the group. “We could have gotten more but with the amount of security we wouldn’t risk it.”

“I tried to keep the drones off of you all,” Seungmin said and you realised that that was what he had been doing the entire time. He had managed to slip into the mainframe and control the drones; something you hadn’t heard of anyone being able to do without getting shot. “But there was too many. They seemed to have tripled the amount since last time.”

“Well we all know why,” The red haired boy snorted, finally taking his eyes away from yours to stare at Chan. “Jaebum’s dead. Yugyeom was lucky he didn’t get captured from taking those shots. Jackson and Mark almost got killed if it wasn’t for me and Jinyoung killed a senator. Things are getting much more hectic.” He said it in such a laid back matter that it made it all the more chilling.

“Which senator?” Chan asked, the authority back in his voice; a complete contrast to how he had been with you five minutes before.

“An unimportant one, Senator Woobin. Was the one in control of the fifth district, not well acquainted with The Five… or at least not enough to join their little league.” The boy said messing with the phone in his hands, his fingers scrolling even if he wasn’t looking at it anymore; his eyes back onto yours. “Now who are you.”

The eyes of all the masked boys turned to you, all with calculating glares as they hadn’t even noticed your presence when they had walked in. You felt like you should have panicked, felt your heart in your throat and your breathing cut off; yet you felt steady. “Y/n.”

The boy nodded, his eyes now back and glued to his screen. “I saw you and Chan at the rally. Stopped him from making a fool of himself and end up with Jaebum.”

“Doesn’t mean we should just let anyone in.” A deep voice growled in the back, and you could feel the eyes glowering with rage stuck to your forehead.

“Felix, stop.” The boy in the front ordered, his head shaking as he glanced between you and Chan. “Take the weapons to Minho, get them cleaned up and ready for selling. Jisung, go with him.”

“Don’t use my name around a newcomer.” Both of the boys in the back huffed, filling their arms with weapons before stalking down the dark hallway Minho had retreated down moments prior. That was the reaction you had been waiting for; the unfriendliness, the cold shoulder and glares. It made the whole situation feel more serious, more real; none of the kind smiles and the light talks that Chan and Seungmin had been giving you.

“They don’t like new people. None of us or incredibly fond of anyone we don’t know.” The authoritative boy said, setting his own pack of weapons down on the table. “Don’t take it to heart.”

“I understand it.” You said, causing his eyebrow to raise as he began to take inventory right on the wooden countertop. “This isn’t something like a class club.”

“It’s war.” The red headed boy nodded, moving so he was at the head of the table. “Something new comers don’t just appear. You’ll have to prove you belong here to them.”

“And what’s it to you?”

He smiled at your question, one that was amused rather than genuine. “I think you’ll be interesting. You’re already proving it.”

The words weren’t a compliment nor were they a insult; they were a statement, one that shouldn’t have scared you as much as it should have. This boy was the most unassuming, even with the red hair, the one who looked like he could blend in with any crowd. It’s what made you the most weary of him; not of the muscled giant to your left or the boy who could corrupt the files of a high-tech government in the blink of an eye, but scared of the boy who looked like he could know everything with only a smile.

“You’ll learn what you need to.” The boy with the guns huffed, taking apart the contents of a pistol piece by piece. “We all started somewhere.”

“Some of us in better places than others,” Chan snorted as he picked up a handgun from the pile on the table. “You’re smart, you’ll pick it all up quickly. Especially-” Chan slammed his hand against the boys shoulder, “- with this bear teaching you.”

The boy shrugged Chan’s hand off of him and sighed, though it didn’t seem like he was mad about Chan’s proposition. “Give it a day before you elect me teacher. I’ve got guns to clean and a nap to take before you say anything else.”

You quite liked the boy with the guns, even if it he one of the most intimidating things in the room; and the prospect of him teaching what you needed to survive in The Pack wasn’t helping your stomach from aching or your head from spinning. You didn’t know what you had gotten yourself into.

“Woojin won’t kill you Y/n.” The red headed boy laughed as he sat on the counter top. “He might just maim you a little.”

“How lovely.” You huffed, watching the way the boys all smiled a little; seeming to share you sentiments. They probably all started off the same, newcomers with a sense of justice but no sense of fighting; of what this all would really entail.

“But my nap first.” The boy cleaning the guns, now deemed Woojin, reminded. “We’ll start in the morning.”

You couldn’t believe how easily accepted you were. How Woojin just nodded and continued on with his tasks, the thought of teaching you what you needed to know just another simple thing. How the red haired boy, with his sly smiles and other worldliness about him, looked at you like he had just gained something incredible. How Seungmin just shrugged and he began to treat you the same way you saw siblings treat one another on the streets. How Chan made the decision to bring you along, despite only knowing your impulsive thoughts; and was now adamant of you joining them.

Somehow, these thoughts made it easier to fall asleep that night in the comfort of a foreign bed, in a foreign room- entirely uprooted from the life you thought you would always be stuck in.

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#jungle city #stray kids #minho #woojin #bang chan #changbin #seungmin #felix #hyunjin #han jisung #jeongin #stray kids au #stray kids fluff #stray kids angst #xxsanshinexx

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strawberrybouvine · 4 years

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Do you have any headcannons for jj? I love him a lot! (I guess they would be cannon not headcannons since its your character haha!)

Oh I have tons !

I'll put them in list format so they're easier to read ! ^^

Facts about JJ 101 !

His name is Jurien, but he goes by JJ for short since it's easy and sweet sounding

Hes a mid class incubus, hes not as powerful as higher class ones but hes no weakling either

JJ is very flirtatious, if he sees that your comfy with such things, he doesnt mind throwing out a compliment or three and telling you how rocking you are !

On the other hand, this boy is majorly touch starved. Not in the traditional sense of like never getting touches, it's more the fact that he doesnt really get soft and heartfelt touch.

Caress his cheek or simply play with his hair and hes just gone. He melts like a cat and will tear up.

JJ also loves romance, and though he hasn't had much experience with it, he would sobbed if he got the full course of it tbh

THIS 👏 DEMON 👏 IS 👏 TRANS !!!!👏

Even though he can shapeshift, he still got top surgery, since shapeshifting didnt feel like enough to him, plus he really wanted to be able to show off the raw scars from it lol

His horns never really stay the same. He has a default set, but he can change their shape to accommodate situations, since his default pair do get tricky to work with.

Also has a wide arrange of clothing ! Boy loves his fashion uwu

Has piercings ! His tongue and chest are pierced ! He also has three piercings in each ear, two hoops and one bar !

JJs more human form has traditional self ears and his horns/wings/tail disappear. His hair tends to stay the same, though he does add some brown at the top if he doesn't want to stand out.

Has trauma, but that's for an angst post :)

Loves to cuddle !

Has a major sweet tooth, can be soothed and calmed by sweets if hes feeling upset or down

Has a soft spot for cats and any small animal really. He loves all animals but he loves ones he can cuddle with

Enjoys parks and wooded areas, his favorite past time is finding quiet places to curl up and enjoy nature

Also enjoys shopping !

Has a weird thing about accepting gifts, he feels bad about receiving them cause he feels like he cant give anything of equal value in return. He'll accept them and cherish them tho, especially if they come for someone special to him !

Gets frustrated easily, but never angry, when he does get very angry he tends to tear up much to his embarrassment.

Hes just a good, soft 10/10 boy !!!

#nonnie #oc talk #sorry for the ramble !!!#i just love him so much aha #just give him love !!!! and affection !!!#he deserves it !!!#and thank you so much !!!#im glad others can love him too !!! :D #oc: jurien (jj)#jester jabber™

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hoopdiddies · 5 years

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I'm Not Over You // Ben Hardy x Reader (Part 4)

A/N: I was on vacay for a while and I had a hard time thinking the plot through but this could work. If you want to be tagged, just ask me uwu

Summary (for the entire series Ofc) : You had always loved Ben ever since you two met in university and became the best of friends. That feeling went out like a candle flame when the two of you parted ways until he re-entered your life...but this time with someone who has already occupied his heart.

Word count: 2148

Tags: None

Warnings: Mentions of drinking. And some angst, yet again *sigh*

Part 3

Part 2

Part 1

Parallel to the nature of the grimace present on your face shrouded by the umbra of the umbrella, the thunderclouds become bleaker and unwelcoming, complimenting the harsh pour of the rain on the city. In your mind, it could just get worse.

You tighten your grasp on the stem of your umbrella, the pressure of your grip making the veins in your wrist visible. To think you were enthused to spill the news to him, only to end up feigning the real one because you couldn't bring yourself to accept what must be.

You know he loves you, he loves you so much. He tells you 24/7. But that love is purely limited to hugs, small arguments, spontaneous fits of laughter, gentle pats on the back and forehead kisses. Compared to the almost spiritual connection he has with his fiancee. You've known and been around him longer than you could remember and yet, you're always several steps behind.

Well how else does platonic love compare to something romantic and sexual?

You stop in your tracks just half way through the wet sidewalk and stare at your reflection on a puddle beneath you. The tears dripping from your cheeks making bigger ripples on the puddle in contrast to the ones made by the rain. You sniffle, wiping your eyes quickly with your sleeve.

You hear a faint ring from your pocket and pull out your phone, seeing Lucy's name flash on the screen. You swipe the answer button and go on walking along the moist pavements.

"Hey Luce!" You blurt to hide the cracks in your voice.

"Y/N! Where are you right now? I just got back from a photoshoot and I want to hang out with you!" She giggles through the line and you keep your eyes ahead.

"Well I'm walking back home-"

"In the rain? You could get sick!"

"Lucy, relax. I'm covered up."

She sighs in relief, chuckling at her little mistake. "Sorry there. But mind if I stop by at your place?"

You don't think twice before answering, feeling the need to have some company. "Of course. Hurry up, I'm almost home." You aren't though, you're a dozen blocks away from your destination but you kind of want her to be there just in time for you to...vent.

You hear an audible slam echo from the line, almost coming off as a car door slammed close. "I'm on the road, I'll see you, Y/N!" You hum in response, your mouth curving slightly to the side. "You too, Lucy. Drive safely."

She bids you adieu for the meantime and you pick up your pace along the streets, careful not to glide recklessly over moist surfaces. The rain is not going to lighten very soon, you're sure of it.

As soon as you step foot into your living room after drying off, you are welcomed by a laid-back version of Lucy seated on the couch with a can of Mountain Dew in hand. You chuckle softly at how mellow she's positioned during such a weather, even more so at her choice of beverage.

"You're late." She shakes her head at you, pretending to be upset.

You shrug out of your coat and drape it over your shoulder, trudging to her and crouching down to hug her. "I am so sorry I left almost too quickly last night though."

She pats your back, letting a 'tsk' slip past her lips. "You are lucky Gwilym was there to accompany me."

"Hmm, he's not mad at Joe and me, is he? " Pulling away, you joke a little to cheer yourself up.

"No," she takes a sip of her can and puts it on the table, "in fact he's furious." This could be a little enlightening, a chat with Lucy to shed a beam of light on your mood. You take a seat next to her and begin your conversation. It's not much except that it's full of what happened at her photoshoot, the promotions she is required to attend, a few people she's had a little beef with and apparently her planned getaway with Rami to France. The topic is almost unilateral but you always take genuine interest in everything she says. Notwithstanding the fact that she constantly groans at the mention of the situations she underwent, you both still take a laugh out of it.

It's Lucy, she's a fascinating person with a fascinating life. You sometimes even wish you had her glam and eye for fashion.

She moves a lock of her blonde hair away from her forehead and looks at you curiosly. "Okay enough about me, what went on with you this week?"

You shrug, in an attempt to recall anything at all. "Not much. New Year's was a blast and last night's party was another thing," you turn your glance to your shoes, a frail smirk ghosting on your lips, eventually turning into a hopeful beam as your acceptance into the medical school flashes in your mind, "and... I got accepted into the medical school I applied for."

Lucy's eyes snap wide open at the news. "Shut up," she grabs you by the shoulders and gapes at you with eyes sparkling like they just found a heap of treasure, "you applied for medical school?" The slight disbelief and utter amazement can never be any clearer in her voice.

You nod happily and without warning, Lucy pulls you in for a tight hug, squealing at your success. "Oh my god, that's amazing! When did you get the letter? Have you told anyone?"

"I was sent an email from the institution this morning and told my parents and Joe about it soon after."

Lucy shifts on the couch, sliding her hands over her lap. "Which medical school though?"

"It's outside the country."

"Have you told Ben? "

With her question still hanging in thin air, you pause for a while before turning your head to her, shaking it slowly.

"Why?"

You stand up and head for the kitchen to grab a glass of water, your action confusing Lucy. "Y/N, are you okay?" She asks and you return on cue with your glass in hand. You let out a soft exhale and descend onto the couch. "I just...dont want to make him worry."

"Worry and Ben aren't exactly two words that mingle well. Solely in the context of a great news such as your acceptance."

"Of course, but I don't know how long I'll be gone." You notice your voice dwindle down to a whisper with the cast of your gaze to the side. The look on your face is deciphered by Lucy who's somehow adept at reading expressions, the blank that is your face making it easier for her.

And she suddenly knows what those furrowed brows mean. "There's something you're not telling me, Y/N. Just say it. I mean...even if you don't say it, I already hinted at it." She slides a hand over yours and you slowly turn to her, your expression becoming mildly stark. Of course she'd have a guess and it's only fair that she knows, she could help you get over it.

Your lips part but quiver as you try to find the right words. "I love him."

Lucy's gentle hold turns into a light squeeze, an indication of her comforting you. Her lips curve into a tender yet sad smile as she draws you in close again.

No matter how hard you're trying to let the tears fall, it just doesn't. It hurts but your tears aren't present to highlight that churning burn. Against all the odds to have them resurface in your eyes, you dip your head onto her shoulder and just squeeze your eyes shut. You mumble languidly on how it was an impulse to lie about your acceptance to Ben after he had broken the news about his engagement to you and soon after you had the thought that he would slowly forget about you once he and Rosy marry, and that your friendship wouldn't matter in the long run. As the decision that it'd be best if you go without him knowing, thinking it would make it easier for you to move on.

Lucy clears your face of your hair strands, staring at this once hidden,broken side of you. "I'm so sorry. I know this might not change a thing but you must tell him. He would never forget you, you're like the first person on his mind when he needs someone to talk to."

"Rosy's his life-"

"Y/N, don't demote yourself to a third party. You're more than what she is in his life," a brief pause from Lucy followed by a heartwarming emphasis, "you're his soulmate."

That word always meant something different to you. It involved a deep,romantic relationship but with how Lucy uttered it, it now means something entirely new. But you can't bring yourself to believe it. It's not a concept that can suture the gaping cut left in you.

With the little emotional strength left in you, you smile, launching at her with another hug as a requital to her presence during a time as this.

"I know it hurts...but- bloody, that's what love does to everyone."

--- (Apparent time skip 👀)

Amidst the hectic schedule your job has burdened you with throughout another week, never once have you faltered in between. You've gotten tons of invites to get-togethers during your weekend from friends yet out of the fear of losing all concentration on your duties, you turned them down politely. The second week of a new year means a new batch of spine-cracking, workload for everyone with jobs.

You're doing all this to save up for med school and it's something you tend to prioritize first and foremost. And regarding med school, you are to leave a month before enrollment to ensure your documents are in tacked and get served first. Since a few days before first semester arrives, enrollees would be lining up from different backgrounds and classes would be heavily filled. You have weeks left before your departure...and still, you haven't told Ben the truth...or talked to him in days, at least. For all you know, he could be on a tour, at a conference, an awards ceremony that you don't know of- certainly not the Oscars since you've been told that it's scheduled on February. He's probably busy enough to have other things in mind.

You discard the distraction and go about your business in your work area, with the intention of letting it purposefully distract you.

Minutes close to your dismissal, one of your co-workers strut in to invite you to have a drink with them. You could do no more than turn her down politely but with regards to the strain you've put yourself in with work, she insists and demands that you don't hesitate.

"But-" You try to protest, only to fail as she cuts you off. "I beg of you. Just for tonight."

"Tonight?"

"Yes."

You lightly clap your hands on the desk, springing from your chair with your head lightly tilted to one side. You turn your head to the wall clock on your far left and bob your head. "Do we leave now?"

"Most certainly. Come on!"

You haven't sped out of the building that fast with your colleagues before, not that it's not the first time but it certainly feels like it with how relieved you feel to go out. You needed a distraction from your personal ordeal and you got it, in the form of a night out for a drink.

You hit the pub that's just right across the street for the sake of convenience, half expecting your night to turn out eventful. A light buzz from your pocket stops you halfway into the entrance and slightly indisposed, you fish your phone out from your pocket, holding up your index finger at one of your colleagues to take the message you've received. They stride in ahead of you as you read the message, a little surprised to know Joe's back in London in the favor of Lucy who had asked him to come back. He's asked you out for a dinner with his friend but you tell him you're out for a drink with your colleagues, to which he replies with, "Mind if we join you then?"

And of course, you invite him over. Traipsing through the near rayless place to find your friends, hilariously realizing you're walking to the beat of the music coming from the speakers, you do a double-take at the table to your near left, quickly covering your face and speeding away to continue your search as the sight of Ben with his mates and Rosy ruins the first half of your evening.

What a distraction from a distraction.

#borhap #queen #ben hardy imagine #ben hardy x reader #ben hardy #imagine #borhap imagine #borhap cast x reader #borhap cast #joe mazzello #lucy boynton #queen band

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amnachil · 5 years

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Hi, I like your stories very much! Could you think about writing a church/cleric related wg story? 🐷

So since you didn’t give any specifics, I just wrote what went through my mind uwu I hope you like it :)

Devil's food cake

Canter was a little town in the middle of nowhere. It had one grocery store, one garage, one school... one of everything needed. The inhabitants knew little about the outside world, and the outside world knew nothing about them. Not that they cared anyway. Canter was and would always be a godforsaken hole. But the people were very united and they were happy all together. At least until that fateful day when Father Phil got sick. The priest was a local celebrity. For years, he had been their guide. The elders loved him. The youngsters respected him. Thus, his health condition worried all Canter. Mary, the young nun, was especially concerned. She knew it was impossible for her to manage the church on her own. The community needed a priest. She needed one. After one week of worries and failed cures, the sister contacted the bishop. Thinking more efficiently and logically, this latter understood Father Phil was slowly joining the Lord. After all, the man was 84 ! The people of Canter wouldn't admit it, but his time had come. And for the bishop, it meant he had to send someone to stand in for Father Phil. Also, he sent to Canter a young cleric that was very eager to prove his worth. And that is how this story began.

The newcomer (Sister Mary pov)

Sister Mary wasn't her usual self this morning. During the Mass, they all noticed how stressed she was. It was kind of obvious when she almost spilt the Host. What was wrong you wonder ?

"The bishop sent us a new cleric." she explained to answer their questions. "He said Father Phil and I have to train him in order to make him the new priest of Canter."

Now that was quite a stunning new. The people paniced all at once. What did that mean ? Was Father Phil going to leave for an hospital ? Or worse ? And this new cleric, who was he ? Can he be as good as his predecessor ? They doubted it.

"Please my dear friends listen !" hailed Sister Mary. "Don't be agitated. I'm sure the new cleric will be a very nice person. Beside, it is our duty to welcome him as best as we can."

She barely finished her sentence when suddenly, the doors opened. They all turned to stare at the newcomer. He was a very fit young man with blond hair and blue eyes. He was kind of handsome. But well, that wasn't the point. He wore a cassock which named him as the cleric. I'm glad he's finally here. Sister Mary approached with her brighest smile.

"Welcome to Canter." she said warmly. "It's nice to meet yo..."

"This town kind of sucks." cut off the guy.

He sounded... pissed ?

"The bishop told me I would work in one of the greatest church of history and this is what I get ? Lord, this old man must be kiddin' me."

"Actually, our church is one of the most ancient in the territory and..."

"Oi you, the nun." he interrupted her again. "Lead me to... hum... I think the old man called him Father Phil ?"

Sister Mary gulped. He's not how I imagined him. And he looks very disappointed. Around them, the people weren't glad with this turn of events. Well, she wasn't eiher. But they did not have a choice.

"Follow me." she mumbled.

Meet Father Paul (Father Phil pov)

To everyone in Canter, Father Phil was sick. But this one knew better. At 84 years old and with a full life, he knew what was waiting for him. He had been glad when Sister Mary finally asked the bishop for help. The Church would send someone to take his responsabilities. A knock at the door attracted his attention.

"Come in."

The nun and a man entered in his room. Young, fit and seemingly smart. The bishop sent a good one. Father Phil sighed, relieved. His last days would be easier now.

"You're the old dying priest ?" asked the newcomer. "Dude you smell."

The called old dying priest gawked. What was wrong with this lad ?

"I'm here to stand for you." continued the other. "But I don't like the place nor the people. They're all starin' at me weirdly. Anyway, I will start my work tomorow but I'm not stayin'. Just so you know."

I vowed to God I would never swear but it's pretty hard to resist. This kid is a brat ! Father Phil didn't know what to say. He was supposed to train this young man but to be honest, he wasn't even able to get off bed.

"Father Paul, you're supposed to become the new priest of Canter !" complained Sister Mary.

Thanks Lord she's saying what I wanted to say. The cleric snorted.

"You want me to be the priest of this town ?! We're lost in the middle of nowhere ! Look, Imma work just fine but I will not stay around here. As soon as I can, I'm out. Dying Father or not."

The truth about Father Paul (general pov)

Let's face it, the encounter between Canter's population and Father Paul didn't go well. The elders knew he was disrespectful. The youngster knew he was arrogant. And they all decided they didn't like him. It lasted for two weeks. Sister Mary noticed it first. The truth about Father Paul. Each morning, he woke up early to plan his day. He came at school every two days to speak with the children about tolerance. He was visiting the farms around daily. He always took the time to see the grannies in the late afternoon. The young cleric was harsh but more than willing to help. During the third week, the youngster finally admitted he was fine. During fourth week, the elders agreed. During fifth week, they all accepted Father Paul as the best substitute for Father Phil they could ever have. But here was the problem : The cleric didn't intend to stay. He had been adamant about that : he would leave as soon as possible. Of course, he liked the kids. Sure, the grandpas were nice. But Father Paul wanted something else. Sister Mary tried to convince him many times. She even asked Father Phil for help, in vain.

The plan (Sister Mary pov)

Sister Mary was desesperate. Father Phil was weaker with each passing week, and Father Paul didn't intend to stay. She thought the cause lost, until one fateful evening. She and the cleric were having diner together. The nun wasn't focused on anything, worrying too much about the future. But she heard perfectly the young man sigh with pleasure. She looked towards him, and saw how satisfied he looked.

"You know what Sister ?" he said. "Imma be honest with ya. What I will miss the most when gone are those delicious devil's food cake. The name say it all but woah, it taste so... perfect."

Sister Mary smiled timidly. It was true their town had a special way to make devil's food cake with a heavy load of chocolate. Yeah, even more than in regular devil's food cake. That was why they kept the pastry for very special occasion. But Father Paul liked them a lot. Loved them even. Sister Mary suddenly realised it. The solution of her problem was right under her nose !

The next day, Sister Mary gathered all the community of Canter while Father Paul was busy planning his day.

"My dear friends." she said. "I know how we can make our beloved Father stay a little longer. I can tell he loves our devil's food cakes very much. You people should offer him these every time you see him, as much as possible. We must make him realise he'll never find any other place with such delicious delicacies and people able to make them."

"But Sister, don't you think he will grow tired of cakes ?" asked the elders.

"And Sister, don't you think he will take it as a bribe ?" asked the youngsters.

She knew it was legitimate doubts. She had thought about it too.

"My dear friends, we don't have much of a choice." she recalled. "But these pastries are named from the devil for a reason. I'm pretty sure Father Paul will never dislike them. Besides, think about it as gift to thank him for his continuous effort. Please my dear friends, bear in mind that we need him."

The inhabitant agreed. After all, she was right. They needed Father Paul.

The first day of the plan (Father Paul pov)

"Here's a little devil's food cake for you to enjoy." said the teacher. "The whole class made it for you."

The cleric looked at the children, and then focused back on the cake. Smells amazing. He gadly took it of course. Who was he to decline free food ? Especially such a succulent dessert.

"Your blessings are always welcome." complimented the farmers. "As a acknowlegment, let us give you these devil's food cakes. We hope they'll fit your taste."

Father Paul grunted. What are they up to today ? They're unusually sympathic. Not that he cared. He accepted their present. After all, these cakes were delectable.

"We're so thankful for your kindness Father." smiled the grannies. "You're always so nice with us old biddies. Here, take those devil's food cakes. We insist."

Yeah well, they didn't have to insist. The young priest loved them so much. They were so mouthwatering, it was unbelievable.

"How was the day Father ?" asked Sister Mary. "I made diner, and I cooked some devil's food cakes, since you said you liked them."

Father Paul glanced at the table. He felt a tight pressure around his midsection, because he ate with the youngsters not that long ago. I don't why, but they had prepared devil's food cakes too. The lad was someone rational. He knew what a feeling of fullness was. But god be his witness, these pastries were just so... right.

Taking a liking to the town and others (Father Paul pov)

Gluttony was one of the seven deadly sins. Father Paul was a sinner. What can I say ? The people of Canter had taken an habit of offering him devil's food cakes. Youngsters as well as elders. Even Sister Mary. It was like if they had spread the words among themselves. Sure, Father Paul could have declined the gift. He could have explain he wasn't here to stuff himself but to work. Feeble argument when he could work AND stuff himself at the same time. And let's face it : the devil's food cakes are just too good.

This very morning, Father Paul woke up earlier than usual. He had a meeting with the still-not-dead Father Phil. Indeed, it had been exactly three months since his arrival in town. At first, he intented to stay only two, which was the minimum time the bishop demanded from his clerics. But for a reason or another, Father Paul was still here. The young man entered his bathroom. He peed, showered, shaved. He had almost finished when his belly let out a loud rumble. Well he was starving. The cleric rubbed unconsciously his stomach. Wait a second. He felt a softness he wasn't used to feel. Father Paul looked down only to notice a slight roll of fat that he had never noticed before. A bit mortified but mostly curious, he patted this added stoutness gently. His belly jiggled. Of course this is not bloat. With all the cakes he wolfed down daily, he got used to sport a swollen midsection. The cakes. Of course this is the devil's food cakes fault. I'm stuffing my face for a month or so. Father Paul went to his mirror for a more general observation of himself. He wasn't that different... just... well softer around the edge. The young cleric had often taken pride in his body but he wasn't displeased with his new self. He looked kind of... stronger this way. His tummy stand out with a small but noticeable curve. His ass was rounder and strangely, he liked it. He had gained weight so what ? Guess it's no big deal in the end. He loved the devil's food cake too much to cut anyway.

Father Paul arrived late at his meeting. Thankfully, Father Phil hadn't many things to ask. In fact, they came to his main worry very fast.

"You told me you were leavin' but I see you're still here." the old priest stated. "Should I believe you're taking a liking to our town ?"

"Maybe." replied Father Paul. "I havn't decided anything yet."

I don't know about the town but I'm sure I took a liking to your devil's food cakes.

A decision is taken (Father Paul pov)

Father Phil died three month later. The funeral was pompus and warm at the same time. Canter was in grief. During a week, the town was awfully quiet. Sister Mary was inconsolable. And then, the question began. Nobody asked Father Paul directly, but he could hear them whisper behind his back. Was he staying or leaving ?

Father Paul was not the kind to lie. The inhabitant of Canter were nice. Elders and youngsters. But he had always dreamed of a big church with thousands of followers. He had always thought he was promised to a great destiny by the Lord himself. However he had met the devil in his way. Well, the devil's food cakes at least. He was still perfectly doing his job. He was still very good. Nothing really changed. But at the same time, a lot of things had changed. He had changed. He couldn't resist these pastries. If he left, he knew he would miss them way too much. Of course, Father Paul had managed to keep his gluttony under control. His weight had increased steadily but slowly. He could deal with the whole "chubby priest". Sure, his thights were rounder than he remembered. Sure, his rear had widened. Of course he got a belly. A round, soft and nice gut. But he liked that.

"Are you gonna stay ?" wondered Sister Mary one evening.

Finally someone dare ask me the damn question.

"Yes." he replied. "I think so."

The end

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thank youu

Since you are both idols it’s only natural for you to meet a show. It just happened to be a variety show.

The group members would tease you since they knew you admired Yoongi a lot

So when they got the chance they brought it up while filming

The MCs ate it up so quickly and you’re pushed around to openly confess to Yoongi

You were embarrassed and felt humiliated till Yoongi actually gave you a smile of encouragement, knowing how you felt

So, you did confess your admiration to him while filming and while everyone was watching

Yoongi smiled, obviously very pleased by your compliments and he also thanked you at the end

From that moment on the MCs teamed you up with Yoongi, not even asking you to, for games and such

After the show you two exchanged numbers but at first, it was weird and it took time to make the right steps that led you two into a friendship

Work was the first few topics you talked about but that changed into other things such as friends, family, and just the world in general

These conversations lit a flame between the two of you, that with time became very hard to ignore

You both knew the consequences of dating and that it just wouldn't affect the two of you but also your groups

So, when you would confess you knew that there was a high chance that he would reject the confession, not because he didn't feel the same but because of his work

Yoongi stared at you for a long time and was just silent

And then he would tell you that he feels the same way. Another silence.

Then there was the talk about how both of you were aware that this could have a negative effect on the careers if people found out

He would put his hand on yours and curl his fingers into yours and from that moment on your relationship blossomed

There weren't a lot of dates though

Yes, you two would hang out a lot more but neither of you ever asked each other out on a date

It didn't really occur to either of you till you thought of it one time when you were lying next to a tired Yoongi

"We never went out on a date?"

Yoongi would give you a look "this is a date"

You would pout at that "no it isn't. A date isn't just about spending time together, well it is but in a special way."

Yoongi wouldn't say anything for a while. "You wanna go on date with me?"

"When??" You'd ask too eagerly

"I don't know. When we have time." Your excited smile flattered remembering who you were, an idol.

Yoongi put his head on your chest and curl himself against you. "Now shut up and let me nap."

A smile formed on your lips at the sight of your boyfriend and decided to let him sleep

The promised would be forgotten as you got busy and when you would see each other it was mostly spent on talking about work or you two would rest. It was enough for a while

Traveling is also another thing that didn't make your relationship any easier.

You would request video calls he, on the other hand, would call you before he would sleep. He said he enjoyed listening to your voice at the end of a long day. He said that when he was right before falling asleep and it warmed your heart but you kept it to yourself.

If you were free and happen to be in the same location you would go to Yoongi's concert. And he would do the same.

supportive boyfriends uwu

Fans would notice the equal support you have for each other and that would bring the fans of both of you closer and support the so-called friendship

When you to noticed the support, you both thought that some selfies wouldn’t harm anyone

So every time you would take a cute selfie with yoongi (that didn’t include you kissing his cheek or something like that) you or he would post it making your fans go nuts and this happened:

“wow, there are people that actually want us together.” You were scrolling through twitter with one hand the other in yoongi’s hair

“we are together” yoongi mumbled, he had his head in your lap. You glanced down at him

“what I thought we could give them hints! It would be so much fun!” yoongi was silently thinking about it

“it can get us into trouble.”

“it’s not gonna be that obvious but it can be fun. Look at them speculating from just pictures.” You couldn’t help but snicker at that and yoongi got a glint in his eyes that you knew well enough to know that he’s going to agree with you

You two had your fun with throwing hints here and there and at night you two have a good laugh when reading various comments about your relationship in bed

It was during the award show time that you get a whole day off before the show

Yoongi would remember his promise and send you a message to meet outside the hotel

When they did Yoongi sheepishly asked you out on a date. It was unexpected but you accepted it anyways with a grin.

The rest of the day was for the two of you. You walked around the darkened foreign city while holding hands, talking and cracking jokes.

There were a few intimate moments that day

Yoongi’s stares were long and full of love while he squeezed your hand as you talked

It was a lovely first date and lasted hours

When you two got back to the hotel and noticed your room was empty you invited yoongi to sleep with you in the bed. He couldn’t say no.

If your relationship hits 5 or 6 months yoongi and you would tell the other members about it knowing that your relationship is serious

They would be supportive and hanging out and dates would become easier and you two would be more relaxed about it too

In conclusion dating yoongi can be rough and being an idol too does not make things any easier, but you are supportive of each other's careers and are glad to be able to share the hardships together

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