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amomentsescape · 8 months

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Slashers React to You Being Harassed

Warnings: Being verbally harassed by a gross man, some cuss words

A/N: A lot of you seemed to really like the last "Slashers React" fic I did, so I figured I'd write up another one. This came out a little cheesy, but oh well? Hope you enjoy!

Context: You were feeling a little cooped up recently due to being stuck inside from the flu. Now that you were feeling better, you wanted to go out and take some time away from home. But of course, you could never have more than a few minutes of peace. Some older man decides that you are the perfect one to pick on. He attempts to flirt with you, and even after saying "no" a handful of times, he still doesn't get the hint.

Michael Myers

You were honestly a little scared

Not for yourself, but for what was going to happen to the man

Even after weeks of insistence, Michael refused to let you go anywhere on your own

Even if he wasn't right next to you, he was lurking somewhere nearby

He was a blatant and proud stalker

So you knew that it wouldn't take long before-

Welp

The man is now dead with a slit throat

That was quick

"You could have stepped in sooner, you know?"

He just grips onto your hand and drags you back home

"But I've only been outside for five minutes!" you protest

He forces you to stay inside for another couple of weeks

Jason Voorhees

This disgusting man was now attempting to reach out and touch you

You took a step back and tried to put some space between you two

But in the blink of an eye, a large machete burst through his chest at you, your clothes getting splattered with blood

You scream

The now dead man drops to the ground as your eyes meet his killer

"Jesus, Jason! A bit of a warning next time, please."

He just tilts his head at you

You start grumbling about how your clothes were basically ruined now

Jason just picks you up and swings you over his shoulder

"This was my favorite shirt," you continue groaning

He gifts you with a small pocket knife the next day to take with you when you go out

Brahms Heelshire

You promised Brahms you wouldn't step too far off the Heelshire property line

So the fact that anyone was even over here seemed odd to you

And now here you were, wishing Brahms wasn't so weird about leaving the house

Because unfortunately, this man didn't seem like he was going to go away without a fight

So you did the only thing you could think of in that moment

You screamed

It lasted a few seconds

But the man didn't seem fazed

"There's no one else out here, Sweetheart," he said

"Hmm?" a voice spoke behind him

The man spun around and was immediately thrown to the ground

Brahms bashed his head in repeatedly with a rock

"Thank you-" you started

Brahms just grabbed you by the arm and drug you back inside the house

He didn't let you go outside for a while after that

Billy Loomis

You were about ready to punch this man yourself

But you didn't want to risk anything since you were alone

This man was good sized and you knew that trying to fight him probably wouldn't end well for you

But lo and behold, you wouldn't even have to lift a finger

A knife was quickly plunged into the man's throat causing him to bleed out in seconds

After a moment, you finally looked up and saw Billy in front of you

"Thank, God," you sighed, hugging the boy

It took you a second before you pulled away, looking at him in confusion

"Wait, how did you know I was out here?"

Billy avoided your gaze

"Were you stalking me?"

"I like to call it, observing"

You let out a groan

Stu Macher

You're crazy if you think Stu was going to let you outside by yourself

This boy is glued at your hip 24/7

The only reason why this other man was even flirting with you right now is because Stu went off to "take a whizz" as he likes to say

Thankfully, this doesn't normally take him long

So as this man continued to push his luck, Stu walked up next to you, his eyes a little dark

"Is there a problem here, babe?" he asked a little too nicely

How you answer this is definitely going to affect what Stu does next

But this man was pissing you off so...

"Yeah, he won't leave me alone"

And that's all it took for the man to end up dead on his side, a knife in his chest

Afterwards, Stu and you continued your little venture outside

He just held you a lot closer to him the whole time

Eric Draven

You were honestly getting freaked out by this man

In a city like this, anyone could be hurt

But your moment of panic soon died down to the sight of a black crow perching on the nearby building

"Thank you," you murmured

"What was that?" the man spat back

You couldn't help but smile a bit

"You're about to get your ass kicked"

He just laughed at you

Your smile grew when you saw a figure approach the man from behind

He noticed this and turned around, only to be met with the city's best vigilante

"Hi"

The man was suddenly struck with a metal pipe

And he continued to be struck another 17 times

Eric walked up to you after he was done, his painted face dripping with red

"You didn't have to kill him," you said

Eric just shrugged

"Oops?"

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bitchimasnake-sss · 13 days

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it got worse ft. choso kamo!

this is part two to my fic "just a distraction". so, i recommend that you read that first lol (but it can be read as a standalone too!)

set-up: after your plan to distract your academic rival backfired so hard, you don't have it in you to seek him out. well, is it a blessing or a curse when he decides he will seek you out instead then?

warnings: PORN WITH PLOT; nsfw thoughts includes cunnilingus, in public, dirty talking. mdni as always :)

"are you serious?" yuuta gave you a skeptical look.

"what?" you defended by hiding your face under a pillow and avoiding your friends' concerned looks.

"i'm sorry but it's the third day you're missing lecture. over a boy. who even are you?" maki continued where yuuta left off.

"she's lovesick, is what she is. or dicksic—" nobara quipped up next.

you threw the pillow at the source of her voice. then, slowly, you looked up at your three friends, who stood there as if observing an animal in the zoo. except this wasn't a zoo, it was your dorm room. and the animal under surveillance was you.

"this was all your plan!" you pointed at nobara accusingly.

"my plan was to go fuck choso's brain out so that you can get an edge over him in academics. my plan wasn't for you to develop a crush on his weird ass."

"i don't have a crush on him!" you tried to cool off your burning face by fanning it, "i just can't see him again. what am i gonna say?? hey choso remember the day i came over during break like a month ago and you went down on me? i can't fucking stop thinking about that or about you! what are your thoughts on that, choso hm?"

"well, when you phrase it so pathetically-"

yuuta cut off the green-haired athlete lest she say something downright stupid, "see, i am sure choso won't bring it up either. he hasn't made an effort to like text you or anything. it's been a whole month, i am sure he doesn't really care all that much?"

"ughh. how is that consoling to hear? that means whatever happened between us probably sucked."

"well you did suck—"

"—nobara!"

"point being." yuuta reasoned, "you need to go to class. gojo sensei is a serious drama queen. he'd probably mark your grade down because you're missing classes for seemingly no reason. and that'll affect your grades.

you groaned and yuuta continued, "just go to class. and if you see choso, avoid him. i am sure he won't come seeking you out."

"fine."

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

well, this was going okay, you guess? i mean, gojo sensei did 100% make weird jokes about your absence in front of the entire class but thus far, nothing else was amiss. choso was holed up in his regular seat near the window far to your left and hadn't been looking at you from what you could notice.

fuck. truly the only one getting distracted was you.

so, halfway through the lecture (that you couldn't pay attention to anyways), you decided you would confront choso and ask him why he didn't text you back or something.

so, you waited till class was over. standing outside the gate, you waited for the raven-haired man to come out so that you could confront him. but the moment he actually started coming towards the door, your feet took you by their own accord. you ran through the hallways and into the library.

that's right, maybe you should catch up on the studying you missed? self-study truly is the best study after all? and not like choso will come hunting you down here, in the library. so, you chose to go take a seat in your usual spot, the one farthest and where nobody came to disturb you.

sighing, you took our your laptop and notebook, setting it down on the table. you took a deep breath and decided you could deal with him when you were ready-

"why did you bolt off when you saw me?" choso asked as he dragged the chair next to you and sat down. he dropped something heavy on the desk and you noticed from the corner of your eye that it was the book you had taken over to his under the pretense of studying.

"thanks for the book. i forgot i left it at yours."

liar.

you had left it at his so you could go back and get it. and the day you went back, hopefully, choso would have remembered some of the steam and gotten you into his bed again.

but you never went and he never called.

"no worries. i was surprised how you would be able to do integrals without it." he stretched his limbs, muscles shifting under the thin material of his shirt. he then propped his right elbow on the wooden table. resting his face on his palm, he looked at you, "why were you missing lectures?"

"personal issues." you replied without looking away from your laptop screen. as if typing your assignment furiously will make him disappear into thin air.

"ah, okay. i thought you got sick or something."

if you were braver, you would have said it out loud. but you were a coward, so, you mumbled, "if you were so worried, you could have texted me or something."

you obviously didn't expect for him to hear that.

"we're not friends. it would have been awkward. what would have people thought if they realized i'm texting the second best student at uni?"

you whipped your face to look at his. but all your anger melted away when you took in his features. his tired eyes, the tattoo on his nose. did he cut his hair? it was slightly shorter, you think? whatever, he was still a dick.

-and dick reminds you...

"i-" you looked at your screen again, hands stilling against the keyboard and resting on the plastic keycaps, "even if we aren't friends. why didn't you text me? was- idk. like, was our last time so bad? even if it was, it's not a gentle-manly thing to do! to ghost a fucking girl out of nowhere!"

"i thought it was a one time thing." he replied back easily, still looking at your bunched features, "i thought you had some built up frustration after seeing the result and you had come take your mind off of it."

"so, what are you saying? was it just 'nother quick fuck session with your classmate? you shoved your pen in his direction, a direct attack by invading his private space. your face scrunched up in disgust, "you do this frequently? am i just the newest addition to the roster?"

as your gaze tangled with his, the sheer intensity in his eyes sent a shiver through your system. he quirked an eyebrow up, his lips pressed into a thin line. the pen slipped past your light grasp and under the desk.

"do you know you're ruining my life?" his eyes searched for yours then travelled down to your lips, "you're actually ruining my fucking life."

and he knelt down.

"choso wh-" your eyes widened as his arm reached under the desk, looking for your pens as his gaze remained trained on you.

adjusting his position, he moved till he was under the desk, hidden by the chair and your legs in front of him. once he found the pen, his sleek fingers pulled his hair back. he carefully tied his flowing hair with your pen.

looking up at you, his igniting touches dragged upwards from your knee to the hem of your skirt.

"wh- what are you doing?" you bit down your lip are his fingers travelled inwards, caressing your inner thigh agonizingly slow.

his forearms pulled your body towards him till you were barely seated on the edge. looking around maniacally to spot any other person, you looked back down at the sight in front of you.

his hair was pulled back, arms around your thighs and tongue licking a clean strip from your mid-thigh. slowly moving upwards, his hot breath danced over your drenched panties.

pressing a chaste kiss to your thighs. giving you a small (almost innocent) smile, he whispered, "i think i should return the favour. be a gentleman, hm?"

his thumb swiped over the wet fabric. the slick allowed him to rub over the swollen nub while his other hand found his erect dick. he bit back a groan as he palmed himself through the sweats.

"choso, stop mhmm no-" you whined as he pushed the fabric aside and swiped over your clit. the pad of his thumb moved methodically- going up and down, to the sides and in tight circular motion- while his lips pressed innocent kisses all over your thighs.

"cho~ nghh someone is gonna see us, plea-please stop—"

"shut up then. go back to your assignment. let's pretend i'm not even here, yeah?"

"chosoo—" you whined slowly, looking around again to see no one was around. once you were thorough with your inspection, you found yourself meeting his sinful gaze, rutting your hips in sync with his calloused fingers.

"—look up or people are gonna get suspicious." he stilled for a second, letting his words register in your head. when he refused to move his deft fingers against your pulsing heat, you finally took your eyes off him. training your eyes at the screen instead, you ignored his rough treatment on your clit.

kissing your soft skin, his fingers played with your drenched core. you closed your eyes, feeling his heavy weight against you body. he sucked on your skin and then looked up at you to give you a lewd look. something between a smug smile and a feral, animalistic desire.

"that's right, just do your work okay? i'm gonna handle the rest." he whispered against the blossoming bruise, "trust me when i say that it's taking everything inside me to not fuck you right here, right now."

his lips ghosted over your clitoris as his fingers dipped inside of you. the hot breath set your body on fire as his slim digits played against your inner mechanics. finally, he placed a soft kiss o your twitching, swollen nub and you chose to bite down on your lips instead on moaning his name out.

your hips burned against the wood. your forehead was getting damper and damper with each leisurely lick. and every attempt of writing a word of your assignment was just another incoherent jamble, fueled by his fucked up fantasies.

your pelvis rolled with his finger and the ache built up in your stomach as he went faster and faster against you, still whispering sweet nothings as if honey was his own language.

the ache built and built and built and you closed your eyes as your orgasm finally washed over you like waves. you tucked your head under your arms, resting your forehead against the cool, wooden desk as you silently screamed out.

his fingers slowed down their assault on your twitching body and he pressed one last kiss to your quivering thighs before removing his fingers. fixing your underwear and cleaning off the nectar on his fingers, he climbed up again.

you cocked your head sideways to look at him. he flashed you a grin before taking the pen out and handing it back to you, "here you go. you should be careful with your belongings"

you rolled your eyes, "fuck off."

and he gave you another large smile, relishing in your huffs and jitters.

pulling yourself back up, you truly thought he'd walk away now that you had cum over his fingers. i mean what else was left? he had come and ruined your concentration. he had won at your game. so what else now? why wasn't he leaving?

"uhm" you gave him a skeptical look, "aren't you gonna go now?"

he raised an eyebrow, dragging the chair closer next to you, "want me gone so soon?"

you turned around to face him. you could feel the steam physically rise out of your face out of sheer embarrassment. "i mean i thought we were just... like? you know—"

"—fuck buddies or something?"

"i mean yeah?"

"i don't think we can be fuck buddies. or friends with benefits." when your face fell, he gave you an honest smile, "'cause we aren't exactly friends... and we haven't exactly fucked."

a blush crept up your throat at his ease over such depraved words, "right, yeah."

"but." he dragged his chair outwards and stood up, "we can be. friends, i mean." he looked away from you, pausing. "i mean, i'll text you maybe?"

"maybe?"

"maybe." he tucked in the chair inwards to it's actual position. then his fingers drummed along the wooden chair, "i am still not sure if i wanna be friends with my rival, you know?"

"oh, fuck off."

he started walking away, giving you a last smile over his shoulder, "i'll text you."

you bit back a smile of your own, "i'll wait."

a/n: tempted to make a third part (and finish off the story with a sweet, nice bow) but idk if i should lol. part three is up! hope you enjoy!! tagging: @somejojofanlol @little-art-addiction @seaweed-empire @basilgardener @rkiveinmarvel

#jjk #jjk smut #choso smut #choso #choso kamo smut #choso kamo #jjk x reader #choso x reader #jujustsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen #choso fluff #jjk fluff #jjk x reader smut

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positively-mine · 8 months

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You’re a girl?!

how the twst boys find out you’re a girl & their reactions

tags: afab, accidental touches

a/n: very much self indulgent BUT I COUNDNT STOP THINKING 🤔 what if because it was a boys school that they didn’t have skirts and basically Crowley just made you wear the uniform & you didn't tell anyone. Like epel and lilia’s case, they just thought you were a feminine guy (p.s I just started and I haven’t read any spoilers, except for some info from reddit so I’m very sorry if this has already been covered/ revealed) very gacha coded but PLSSSSS bear this brain rot with me

Some spoilers: until book 3

Series: ❤️ 🧡 🩵 💛 💜 💙 💚

Ace

This can go two ways. Firstly, is that he was chasing deuce or Grimm around and you happen to be walking around the corner. And BAM. You’re both on the ground with him on top of you, caging you into his arms. With both his hands conveniently placed on two lumps on your chest. It takes him a good 3 seconds of staring and squeezing before he realises what they are. What you are. Immediately feels embarrassed and starts screaming and scarmbling to get up.

Orrr he has gotten so used to coming into ramshackle house as he pleases and barges into your room without knocking. You’re both guys, so what’s the problem? Big mistake. Because you’re changing and literally only in your under garments. He’s all red and hot faced before he’s running out of your room and the house into the walkway to calm himself down.

The next time he faces you, he’s apologising while avoiding eye contact. He knows you’ve been through thick and thin together but it really did feel as though his whole world view was shattered when he found out. When he’s hanging out with you, he’s much more careful of where he places his hand and tries to look out for you. Definitely tried to act more manly as well, like when there's an overblot about to happen he either pushes you behind him or blocks you with his body..

Deuce

The way i see this going down is that he’s got his gangster mode on from whatever trouble he’s gotten himself into (or for convenience sake; the broken eggs in book 1). And he’s trying to push you away to stop you from stopping HIM from picking a fight. And something soft hits his forearm. He turns to look at you chest before he quickly realises. He’s screaming like a banshee while moving as far away as he can from you. The initial quarrel was forgotten and now his head is spinning. Thoughts like “what would my mother think if she knew what i did??”, “HES A GIRL?! I MEAN SHE” and so on. The walk back to the kitchen is so quiet that you could basically hear Grimm’s grumbling all the way from Heartsbyul kitchen. Once you arrived back at the kitchen, the guys are wondering why its so quiet between you two but pay no mind to it.

He gets awkward around you every once in a while when realises how close the two of you are but still tries to make up for it. Also becomes more diligent in trying to withhold his gangster personality. He doesn’t want to show anymore of his nasty side to you when he can show you how well he can treat you. Lest he wants to lose you to some other guys…

Trey

This one's tough. I don't know if he has sisters so let's just say that he has. He's one of the first few to realize that you're a girl, being the ever observant person that he is. He sees the pattern when you start getting a little bit more emotional than you are. Snapping at Adeuce and Grimm when you're usually much more patient, getting upset at small things or when he catches you tearing up when you talk about returning to your own world. Yeah he definitely knows.

So it's no surprise when you start to receive more baked treats from him and he's piling up all sorts of nutritious food onto your plate when you sit together. The others are wondering why he's doing that when you're capable of doing it yourself. It's only after several months of this treatment that you realize he knows that you're a girl. And when you confront him about it, "I can't help but want to take care of you when I see you".

Riddle

I like to think that you’re having tea together. He’s invited you to another one of their dorm’s many reason to have tea. Grimm and Ace are fighting for the last cookie and accidentally knock into you as you pick up your teacup. Splashing the liquid all over your dress shirt. Riddle is of course, furious. Rule #363, never spill your tea. Especially on a Tuesday. He’s screaming at them both when his eyes move to check if you’re okay. And that’s when he sees some blue peeking out at the wet area of your shirt. It takes him a quick second to march over to you and drape his blazer over you. “You should go back and change. Make sure to take a warm bath unless you want to catch a cold.” You nod at him confusedly. He watches as you make your way down the steps. He turns to the rest of the members with pink tinted cheeks. “Unfortunately this tea party will have to be cancelled,” and he quickly turns back to walk to his dorm before anyone can say anything.

The next time you see him, his cheeks are tinted pink and he’s trying very hard to not make eye contact with you. Overall, most of your relationship stays the same except that he’s inviting you over for tea more often. But this time its just the two of you. And his excuse? It changes every time. Sometimes its because he says he wants to talk about Adeuce and Grimm’s behaviour, and sometimes it’s because he wants your thoughts on which tea set is better.

Cater

For his case, it's not that he found out, rather he overheard it from a rowdy pair of first years and a cat. He was walking to his next class and about to turn around the corner when he overheard their not so very hushed conversation. His eyes widen very similarly to the saucers that they use for tea. He's kind of upset that he didn't find out himself, but learned it through someone else. Oh well. It's a win-win situation for him anyways.

So when he starts being much more clingier to you and offering to walk you to your classes do you start to get suspicious. He’s always coming over to sit together at your table and visiting you at Ramshackle more. Lounging on the beaten up sofa while you do whatever work you have to. Keeping you company for as long as he can. Or at least until Riddle calls him back or you kick him out. Whichever comes first.

Now imagine there’s a celebration of some sort and he’s excitedly running up the steps to Ramshackle to formally invite you as his date. “I’ve got a surprise for you,” he smiles cheekily. And from behind him he pulls out a beautiful dress. “Will you be my date?” No misunderstanding his gestures now.

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sickuma · 10 months

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TULIPS (2) — a König fic.

❱ this 'might' be the last part but we'll see. Since I am working on a König fic on Wattpad :D also I cannot create c.ai bots at the moment since I have like, 4 hours of waiting time smh. this is unedited! errors might be seen please bear with me ! ➴ SYNOPSIS — After taking the hit for him, you wake up without memories of him, nor the incident. He tries desperately to retrieve your memories.

LATIBULE — (n.) a hiding place; a place of safety and comfort.

How did this happen,

How did our memories vanish before your very eyes?

Have I lost them forever?

Have I lost them with you?

Will you find it in you to fall in love with me the second time around?

“Do you remember these, hm? [name]?” He shows you the pictures, holding them out one by one. Each and every photograph you took together, he remembered dreading those but he would always be happy to see your smile each time he agreed,

“You would force me to take one specific picture, to show our future family! We have a lot by now we—we…” he paused, staring at you.

“We had a lot of memories.”

You looked back at him, feeling your headache ever so slightly crack you head while you looked and observed the pictures. Closely looking, trying to find a speck of remembrance, a sign that you remember. Instead you got nothing but the skull crushing headache.

The doctor had released you for a week now, after the dischargement you both had gone back to the base. You took time to get used to everything, since you have your complete memories except for when you’ve joined the KorTac factions,

In your mind, you still think you’re a trainee who volunteered for the military.

Memories after that are as visible as a blur. Not even a blur, they were just gone. It was a trauma response, the doctor says. You could still remember the look on König’s face as the doctor explains. He looked defeated, almost lost.

But ever since then, he hasn't given up.

He would visit your quarters, picking you up for meals at the mess hall, wishing you goodnight for whenever you’d sleep. He didn't miss a single night,

The soldiers had asked him why you were not sleeping in one room, they claimed you both fought really hard to be permitted to do that. König simply responded that you needed space as you are still trying to retrieve the memories he spoke of, you were grateful for that, he’s willing to distance himself,

Of course it pained him, without you beside him he cannot sleep properly.

But for your sake he pulled through, hugging the shirt you left in his quarters. Holding it close to his face every night, taking in your scent, missing the times when you’d be beside him at night, running your hand through his hair as he dozed off.

Right now you’re with him, outside of the base, away from the guns and military equipment. The captain had convinced you to try, to try to remember him. The captain made sure to let you know just how agonizing this is for König, telling you how much he cried and telling you that he’d never seen König act as such.

You felt terrible,

Because of your incapability to remember, he suffered. Yet when he faces you, he's always got this slight smile, always has a glint of adoration in those pretty green eyes of his.

You found yourself fond of it once again,

Again?

“This… I always force you to take these?”

He grinned, nodding eagerly. “Mhm, every month, without fail.” he spoke so proudly of it, you almost felt a sense of pride spring upon your forgetful heart. You nod in response, looking at the pictures once again,

“König?”

He looked back up at you, “hm?”

“I’m sorry.”

His smile fell and he dropped the pictures carefully on the table, sitting closer to you but far enough to not cause any discomfort. “For what, liebling?”

“For this,” you mumbled, avoiding his eyes. “For forgetting.”

“Dont—dont ever feel sorry alright?” he spoke, not being able to control the urge to hold your hands. And so he did, placing his hand on yours soothingly. “It's not your fault, never has and never will. You did that for me, and I’m just—just so happy you're here, and proud of you. So so proud, schatz, that you managed to survive that. You did so well, my love.” he rubbed the back of your hand using his thumb, looking up at you with nothing but genuine eyes. “I love those memories,” he paused, “but not as much as I love you.”

“So there is no need for sorrys, liebling, we can retrieve your memories but if I lost you that day, there would be any possible way to get you back.” He spoke quietly yet you could hear him very clearly, it is then you realise just how much he loves you. This man is willing to set aside the way you've just forgotten every memory with him, and is glad to still have you here. His only fear was losing you,

Suddenly the headache is gone, replaced by the dawning realisation. “We’ll make new ones okay? New memories, just as we did before.”

Just how could you forget his eyes?

“If you’ll just let me, I know I'm not more than a stranger to you right now but if you'd just let me in your heart again, I'll surely—”

Just how could you ever forget the blossoming emotion of being in his arms?

How could you ever forget that voice of his which lovingly calls for you,

How could you have forgotten the plans to grow—

“Tulips.” He looked at you with wide eyes. “What did you just—”

“The tulips, König.”

Tears stained his eyes as he sat unable to form a word. He looked at you and only you, letting the emotion surge through his body, letting himself cry for you once again. “We promised to plant the tulips.” Together,

Right König? Our tulips, Just like we promised. In our small house with leaf,

Of course I’ll remember.

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kazumist · 11 months

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RELATIONSHIP SHENANIGANS .ᐟ

✩ — aka the silly little bf headcanons that i have for some genshin men.

✩ — includes: various x gn!reader. fluff !! and crack. no cws. wc: 684. please reblog! it helps me a lot :D

diluc — !

diluc is sometimes clumsy in the kitchen. not only that, he’s playful too. he has the small tendency to start a random war between you two by throwing each other flour until the kitchen is drowning in the white powder. there are times when he rarely gets to spend time with you, so he wants all of your memories together to be memorable until god knows when. diluc dislikes wasting time, but if you gave him a chance, he would gladly waste many hours with you doing absolutely nothing.

venti — !

venti makes a lot of drunken confessions whenever you encounter him at taverns. although his words are slurred, they're still understandable. he also acts clingy yet very affectionate whenever the alcohol he consumes takes over him. grabby hands, peppering kisses, you name it. venti has a slight chance to also get rather… pouty at times. if you deny his affection, get ready to be greeted with a pout and crossed arms. even when he’s drunk, venti is slightly aware of what he’s doing.

albedo — !

despite having smarts, albedo doesn’t have a sense of rhythm. he has heard a few songs and all that, yes, but he can’t dance. he doesn’t know how to, albedo’s moves would all be off timed—whether it’s early or late, it’s always out of rhythm. he’s tried fixing this issue of his, but it never seemed to work no matter what he did. so in the end, albedo just avoids dancing in general. unless, of course, it’s you. he’s more than glad to dance with you—even if it means embarrassing himself.

kaeya — !

although kaeya is charming, he’s similar to albedo. kaeya has a sense of rhythm, yes, but he cannot sing. every note he lets out is always off-pitched and hurtful to the ears. he asked venti for help since he’s a bard himself, but it never paid off. poor kaeya; if someone asks him to sing, he just simply declines or excuses himself for a while. but if you ask him, he doesn’t mind. if it means bringing a smile to your face with his awful singing.

zhongli — !

zhongli sometimes mistakes the time or dates. he’s lived long enough, but that doesn’t mean he didn't make a few mistakes as to what’s happening right now. there are also times when he gets caught up in his own words, wondering if the date he just stated was accurate or not. zhongli doesn’t just forget the dates—he often questions you as well. zhongli would also forget the dates as a joke for you; he finds it cute how you sigh at him, smiling right after before answering his question.

xiao — !

xiao has a habit of widening his eyes whenever he sees something new or unfamiliar to him. this always happens whenever you introduce him to a certain thing that he’s never encountered before in all the years he’s lived. you find this cute yet funny of him to do—he also asks you why you’re staring at him while he observes what you showed him.

childe — !

water gun fights. i said what i said. childe loves to play the silliest games with you; the one he loves the most is an old water gun fight. if it was winter or not, a snowball fight would be great for him as well. similar to diluc, childe wants your memories with him to be memorable—silly or not, he doesn’t care. as long as it’s something that your mind would hold onto, he’s fine with that.

dainsleif — !

dainsleif likes to make messed-up paper crafts (or origamis; it’s the same either way) for you. even though his paper crane’s wing is a bit folded and crumpled, he tried his best to make it look decent. dainsleif doesn’t like staying in the city often, so his and your source of entertainment would be creating origami. he doesn’t know if you hold onto what he makes (which you do; you have a whole pouch of it where most of his creations are stored), but he wants something to be with you if you end up parting ways.

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bangchansgirlsblog · 5 months

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Ouchie

It happened so quickly. Hyunjin found himself facing an unexpected challenge. He had sustained an injury during a particularly intense rehearsal for the VMA’s. It left not just physical pain but also emotional ripples that extended to the closest person in his life—the ninth member, his girlfriend, Y/n.

He was trying to do a flip off of I.N’s back about once Y/n had walked in he lost concentration and lost his balance causing him to fall on his ankle badly.

As the news of Hyunjin's injury spread within the group, concern and support poured in. The boys, bound by a deep sense of camaraderie, rallied around their injured member. However, within this sea of well-wishing voices, Y/n found herself grappling with an overwhelming sense of guilt.

In the quiet moments that followed the accident, Y/n, her heart heavy with a sense of responsibility, hesitated to approach him. Fear clung to her like a shadow, whispering irrational thoughts that she was somehow the cause of his injury. The once effortless connection between them now felt fragile, and the fear of unintentionally causing him harm loomed large in her mind.

One day, as Hyunjin, determined to bounce back from the injury, navigated through physical therapy, he noticed the subtle distance that had crept into his interactions with her. Her hesitance to touch him, the cautious glances, and the unspoken anxiety were impossible to ignore.

"Baby, can we talk?" Hyunjin implored, his voice a mix of vulnerability and frustration, as he gently grabbed her hand.

Y/n on the other hand, her gaze averted, pulled away. "I... I don't want to hurt you accidentally. I'm scared, Hyunjin."

Hyunjin, sensing the magnitude of her apprehension, furrowed his brows. "Scared? You've been avoiding me, and I don't understand why. I need you with me during this, not distant."

Tears welled up in her eyes as she struggled to articulate her fears. "What if I was the reason you got hurt? What if I distract you, and something worse happens?"

Hyunjin, taken aback by her words, held her gaze with a mixture of confusion and concern. "What are you talking about? You didn't cause my injury. Accidents happen, and it's not your fault."

Despite Hyunjin's reassurances, she couldn't shake off the irrational guilt that clung to her. In a desperate attempt to protect him, she distanced herself, inadvertently creating a barrier between them.

Recognizing the complexity of the situation, Chan, the wise leader of Stray Kids, observed the dynamics between Hyunjin and her. Sensing an underlying issue, he decided to intervene, understanding that communication was key to resolving their emotional tangle.

One evening, as they all gathered in the shared space of their dorm, Chan approached her with a gentle smile. "Mind if we talk for a bit?"

She nodded, a mix of apprehension and curiosity in her eyes. Chan guided her to a quieter corner, away from the watchful eyes of the group.

"Something seems off between you and Hyunjin," Chan began, his voice a soothing melody. "Mind sharing what's going on?"

The ninth member, her emotions bubbling beneath the surface, hesitated before speaking. "I'm scared, Chan. I'm scared that I caused Hyunjin's injury, that my presence might distract him, and he'll get hurt again."

Chan, his gaze warm and understanding, took a moment to absorb her words. "Hyunjin cares about you deeply. He wouldn't want you to carry this burden. Let me help you understand that you're not to blame."

Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried to articulate the irrational fears that had taken root in her mind. Chan, with a calm presence, patiently listened, allowing her to unpack the emotional baggage that had been weighing her down.

"Sometimes accidents happen, and they're beyond anyone's control," Chan reassured her. "Hyunjin needs your support, not your distance. It's important to communicate and navigate through these emotions together."

Encouraged by Chan's words, she found herself opening up about the irrational fears that had fueled her distancing from Hyunjin. Chan, with empathy and wisdom, gently guided her toward a more balanced perspective.

"You care about Hyunjin, and that's evident in your concern. But you need to understand that accidents aren't caused by love or distraction. They're unfortunate events that happen in the course of our lives," Chan explained. "Hyunjin doesn't blame you, and he needs you by his side, not pushed away."

Feeling a sense of clarity and comfort, the ninth member nodded. "I just... I don't want to be the reason for his pain. It scares me."

Chan, with a reassuring smile, placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Fear is natural, but don't let it control you. Talk to Hyunjin. Share your feelings with him. He loves you, and he wants to face these challenges together."

Armed with Chan's words of wisdom, Y/n approached the impending conversation with a newfound sense of courage. Later that evening, as Stray Kids gathered for a meal, she found herself seeking a quiet moment with Hyunjin.

"Hyunjin, we need to talk," she began, her voice a mix of vulnerability and determination.

Hyunjin, sensing the seriousness of her tone, nodded and guided her to a more secluded corner. "What's going on?"

Taking a deep breath, she looked into his eyes. "I've been scared. Scared that I might have caused your injury, that my presence might distract you and lead to something worse."

Hyunjin, his expression softening, gently cupped her face. "Listen to me, it's not your fault. Accidents happen, and I don't blame you. I need you with me during this, not pushing me away."

Her eyes filling with tears, finally allowed herself to be vulnerable. She shared the irrational fears that had haunted her, the weight of guilt that had driven a wedge between them.

Hyunjin, listening with compassion, wiped away her tears. "I understand your fears, but we face challenges together. You're not a distraction; you're my strength. Don't carry this burden alone. We're a team, okay?"

Embraced by Hyunjin's understanding and reassurance, she felt a sense of relief. The emotional barricade that had separated them began to crumble, making way for a renewed connection.

Later that night, as they all gathered for a practice session, the dynamics within the group had shifted. Their relationship , once tested by emotional tension, now resonated with a shared understanding of vulnerability and support.

Chan, observing the positive change, smiled as he watched Hyunjin and Y/n interact. The unspoken fears had given way to open communication, reinforcing the bond that defined Stray Kids not just as a musical group but as a family of friends navigating the complexities of life together.

The injury that had initially cast a shadow over Hyunjin and his girlfriend's relationship became a testament to the strength that emerged when love, understanding, and open communication prevailed. The stage, once a battleground.

#skz imagines #skz comfort #skz x reader #skz angst #skz drabbles #skz fluff #skz stay #skz x y/n #skz x you #skz hyunjin #hwang hyunjin x reader #hyunjin x reader #hwang hyujin imagines

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animeyanderelover · 1 month

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Hiii love your work! Can I request Akashi, Murasakibura, Himuro, and Kuroko with a darling that doesn’t like pretty boys?

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional behavior, stalking, clinginess, manipulation, blackmailing, isolation

I don’t like pretty boys

Tetsuya Kuroko

👤If you would have called him a pretty boy in literally every other situation, Kuroko would have been over the moon. You have to consider that he is often overlooked due to his natural talent to just not be noticed by people even if he is standing right next to them. Instead you decide to go straight for his feelings by telling him that you have no interest in pretty boys like him. You might as well have just punched him in his gut and it would have probably hurt less than your instant rejection. You didn't even give him a chance... Tetsuya doesn't even try to say anything back as he instead quietly leaves the scene. He is visibly gloomy for the rest of the day though and has never been more glad that people don't notice him as he just needs some time for himself to work through his pain. He feels unfairly treated as you just judged him only based on his looks without considering his personality. He's sure that if you were to know him better, you would realise that too.

👤Then again, he has spent more time stalking you and following you around than actually spending time with you in person. Maybe that is where the problem lies? He spends the next few days trying to gather the courage to approach you again but he always gets cold feet as there is always this clench of his heart when he tries to do so, scared that you will send him away again. Plans are made during those days where Kuroko follows you around, observes you and thinks about what the best way is to face you once again. He knows your routine by heart as he waits for you in the places he knows you will stop by eventually. Kuroko isn't the most social person by a long shot but he thinks that maybe that is the problem right now. You just haven't gotten the chance to know him well enough which is why you made this unfair assumption about him. Hopefully he will be able to change your mind because if you reject him once more, he might get a bit desperate.

Atsushi Murasakibara

🍭I don't think he has ever given it much consideration that he would be considered quite good-looking by many others. So you can probably imagine his major confusion when you tell him very clearly that you aren't into pretty boys like him. Are you confusing him with Himuro right now? Because his friend is usually the one who is considered the pretty boy in the team. Don't worry though, you won't hurt his feelings in the slightest bit with your rejection. Because Atsushi just decides to ignore it as if it never happened in the first place. Ignorance is apparently really bliss after all. He genuinely doesn't understand what your problem is with him and because he can't understand he just brushes it off as something not important and continues to seek you out. So there you have him, a giant man who is acting like a giant baby as you decide to vehemently avoid him whenever he approaches you. Murasakibara is just as persistent though as he chases you around whenever you try to disappear.

🍭He eventually starts to feel irritated as well as frustrated with your behavior. Why are you being so difficult? He just wants to spend his time with you. The lack of attention and care you decide to give him really upsets him to the point where he becomes uncooperative in other aspects of his life as he isn't in the mood and doesn't see the meaning behind it if you aren't around. He starts getting desperate pretty soon and attempts to somehow get your attention back on him. From following you around whilst whining like a spoiled child to trying to bribe you with his candy. It is all annoying and exhausting for you, at least until his thinning patience finally snaps and he starts getting angry with your difficult attitude. That's when he starts being physically forceful as he drags you around with him or just lifts you up as if you are a toy and carries you to a place where he can be alone with you. He even starts scaring your friends as he starts feeling very jealous that you ignore him but pay so much attention to them.

Seijuro Akashi

🏆You're playing a very dangerous game by telling him just like that to his face that you have little to no interest in a pretty boy like him. Especially if you two are around people you can probably audibly hear the crowd around you gasping for air as you reject him as quick as you do. Even Akashi didn't expect this and for a while he is genuinely baffled as he stares at you with a surprised look. This shock quickly dies down though as he regains his composure. He feels genuinely offended which is a first for him as no one has ever dared to greatly disrespect him due to his influence and the fact that most people are at least a bit afraid of him. He lets you get away with it though. For now at least. There is only the slightest twitch of his eyebrow and the displeased glint in his eyes that gives you the chills for a short moment before it all disappears behind a neutral look he puts on. He'll ignore this for now but it isn't very nice to just judge him based on his physical appearance.

🏆A tiny part of him still manages to feel amused by your proclamation as it is usually his appearance that earns him adoration from fans. It's almost nice that you don't fall into the same category of all of his fans but that doesn't mean that you can just reduce him to a mere pretty boy and be done with. If you do that with others, he doesn't care but don't you dare do it with him. He is much more than just a handsome face and if you allow him to prove that to you, you would do the both of you a favor. You are going to spend an increased amount of time with him from that day on and if you don't want to do it by your own free will, Seijuro can simply arrange a thing or two behind your back. Mind you, he is being considerate right because despite the manipulation he uses to influence your own life, he is still allowing you the choice of freely choosing to get to know him better. If you decide to remain stubborn until the bitter end though, he may have to show you why people are so scared of him.

Tatsuya Himuro

◾Himuro is the definition of a pretty boy and he is absolutely adored by all of his fans who send him love letters all of the time. Perhaps he can understand your sentience somewhere as he is aware of the bad image people as attractive as him tend to have. Putting all of this aside he is definitely not very appreciative that you tossed him aside by merely judging his looks because he is not like you imagine him to be. Tatsuya has his pride and you damaged that by throwing him out without giving him the chance to even allow him to get closer to you. That is definitely a tough pill to swallow but Himuro won't give up that easily. Now his own pride is on the line which makes him even more determined because he won't allow you to just think of him in a bad light without even getting to know him properly. Have you ever considered that your way of judging people might be quite shallow? God, does he turn more arrogant after your rejection as he starts harshly judging the people you choose to hang out with instead.

◾Despite all of the brooding emotions he doesn't let anyone else know about how he is feeling. His sole focus is on you know after all as he is determined to change your mind about him. Himuro does opt for the more reasonable route at first as he tries to interact more with you and to show you that he is more than what you think of him. If you still choose to be ignorant, he starts getting more manipulative in return. He will start guilt-tripping you then in an attempt to make you feel bad for treating him the way you do. Don't you feel bad for judging him so quickly without even knowing him? Tatsuya will even infiltrate the circle of people you spend your time with to pressure you even more by using them. The charm that you despise works on others quite well after all and whilst he feels a tad bit guilty for using your own friends against you, you aren't exactly nice either for just ignoring him only because he happens to be physically attractive either. Let's just try to get along and give him a chance , okay?

#yandere kuroko no basket #yandere kuroko’s basketball #yandere knb #yandere kuroko #yandere tetsuya kuroko #yandere murasakibara #yandere atsushi murasakibara #yandere akashi #yandere seijuro akashi #yandere himuro #yandere tatsuya himuro

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Cho Miyeon - Gorgeous

Pairing: Cho Miyeon x Female Reader

Fandom: (G)I-DLE

Requested by: Anonymous

Request: Miyeon and reader established relationship imagine where they stop having sex with each other because every time miyeon initiates it reader rejects her. Miyeon gets sad because she thinks it has something to do with her not being able to "perform" well or reader doesn't find her attractive anymore but reader ends up telling her it's not that but actually because she's insecure now(because she (reader) put on weight. Even though it was barely any). But anyways yeah super angsty and suggestive w/ fluff ending. Thanks!

Summary: Miyeon starts to get worried about her abilities in bed after you started avoiding having sex with her.

Warning(s): Suggestive

A/N: I actually love writing for her so much❤

3rd's POV

"Come on tell us, what's happening between you and Y/N?" Minnie asked the older girl, a curious look visible on her face. Minnie knew Miyeon like the back of her hand so she could see that something bothered Miyeon and after pestering the older girl for long enough, she was sure that it was about your relationship. She just wasn't sure what could be wrong, you still looked like you only saw each other and the affections between were still there but still something bothered Miyeon.

"It's... nothing serious" Miyeon tried to change the subject but unfortunately for her Yuqi came into the kitchen where the two were talking and now she also had her on her back "If it bothers you this much then it is serious. Come on tell us, you'll feel better when you vent to someone" Yuqi took a sit on the kitchen counter much to Miyeon's dismay and with a smile she took an apple and started eating it, waiting for Miyeon to start talking.

"Okay something is bothering me but it really isn't that serious. It's about... well our intimate life" At that Minnie's eyes widened before she jumped on the counter along with Yuqi who looked just as serious. Miyeon only observed how they got themselves comfortable before giving her all of their attention "Now that's serious. Don't you know that? Tell us what happened" Yuqi said before fully focusing on Miyeon.

"That's the thing. Nothing happened, we didn't had sex for a month now. Everytime I try to initiate it, she pulls away and I don't know why" Miyeon vented to her friends who thought about this carefully "Do you guys think that she doesn't find me attractive anymore" Minnie shook her head at that "Impossible" Sighing Miyeon looked down "Maybe I don't give her pleasure anymore. Maybe I'm just bad at it" Yuqi jumped off the counter and stood in front of Miyeon, taking her by her shoulder and giving her an encouraging smile "I think that you should try again tonight and if she rejects you again then just talk it out with her. I don't think that it's anything with you... hopefully" Miyeon nodded, thinking over what Yuqi said.

She was right. Instead of thinking about all the reasons why you didn't wanted to get intimate with her, she should just talk with you about it. Communication is a key in a relationship after all. Despite being unserious most of the time, Yuqi cared about her members and often helped them a lot in stuff like this so Miyeon appreciated her because now she had a courage to talk with you about it.

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You sighed when you felt Miyeon's arms wrapping themselves around you the moment you layed down next to her on your couch. Since the group had some time off before resuming their preparations for their new album, Miyeon decided to use it to spend some time with you. That's why she came over to your house with intentions to stay there with you for these few days.

You just came back home from work so both of you decided that it will be a good idea to just lay down and watch a movie on your couch which you did but Miyeon had other plans in mind. She was craving you, lately she has been so busy that she didn't had time to spend with you so now she really needed to feel and taste you. The problem was the fear of you rejecting her again with another excuse as to why you didn't wanted to have sex with her.

At some point during a movie Miyeon placed a hand on your thigh which she thought you didn't noticed since you looked focused on the movie but what she didn't know was how you surely noticed it. Truthfully you were more focused on her rather than a movie, having her so close to you after not being intimate for a long while was a torture for you, all you wanted was for her to touch you but you couldn't help but distance yourself from her whenever she tried to get closer to you.

And it was not different tonight. Everytime Miyeon tried to get closer to you or initiate something, you would very noticeable back away leaving Miyeon frustrated until she finally had enough "Okay baby? Can we talk about it?" Your girlfriend turned herself more so she could face you fully, the movie's volume lowered to let you both have a conversation that you definitely needed. You looked down immediately, guilt starting to build up the longer you felt her gaze on you.

Seeing this Miyeon felt bad, she didn't wanted to pressure you into anything and that's the last thing she wanted "I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to say it like that. I'm just confused about why you don't want to have sex with me anymore. Is it because I'm bad at it?" You quickly looked up, frantically shaking your head "Then do you not find me attractive anymore?" You shook your head again "Then what is it?" Miyeon held your hand the whole time, trying to give you some support and reassurance.

"It's not about me not finding you attractive anymore but more... me being scared that you won't find me attractive anymore" Miyeon looked confused at what you said so you continued "I've gain some weight lately and I just... don't think that I'm attractive enough for you" You finished before looking down again. Silence filled the room as Miyeon was processing what you've just said.

You're scared that she won't find you attractive anymore because you've gained some weight? She didn't even noticed and even if she did she would be happy that you're eating well. Plus for her it's impossible to not find you attractive, you were the most beautiful woman to her and she wanted to prove that to you.

She wanted you to know that you were gorgeous to her.

So Miyeon used her free hand and took your chin to raise your head up again so you could look at her and when you did, you saw only love and sincerity in her eyes "Don't you ever think that you're less than perfect in my eyes. You're the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen and everyday I'm asking myself how I got so lucky to have you. It hurts hearing that you don't think that you're beautiful so please baby, let me show you how much I love you" She looked for any sign of approval from you so she could do anything to make you feel loved.

And when she did she didn't hesitated in connecting your lips in a loving kiss that was only a beginning of the night. She was going to show you that for her you're the most beautiful woman on this planet.

#vex writes #(g)i-dle x reader #gidle x reader #(g)i-dle reactions #gidle reactions #cho miyeon x reader #cho miyeon

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msfeaths · 9 months

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TUTOR

warnings : none

pairing : peter parker (mcu) x reader

summary : when peter parker simply fell in love with you...

a/n : make any requests you want ! i'll be glad to do them if i can :)

The first time Peter Parker ever saw you, it was mid-february, when you juste came in and sat in the same classroom as he was. Professor Harrington introduced you as a new student, giving his speech saying people had to be nice.

Oh Peter wanted to be nice with you. But he immediately thought he would never had a chance. Of course, your hair looked so smooth, you seemed brilliant, and after a while he noticed the way this cute dimple would show up any time you smiled.. You were so pretty to his eyes, even too good to be true.

But you sat next to this other guy. Obviously you just sat at the first seat you saw, not knowing anybody. But he started talking. He was much more a talkative person as Peter ever would be, much more popular but also much more an asshole. And you noticed that quickly. Peter knew you did, because he kept observing you any time he had the chance, and he saw the way you'd back up a little when this other guy would talk to your face. The way you avoided catching his sight. You did stay in his friends group though, and that's what Peter didn't understand.

He was just thinking about it, at lunch, while Ned was telling him about this new game he cracked yesterday. "Hey, are you even listening to me right now ?" he asked, turning his head in the same direction Peter had. "Ah, I see" , Ned kept going.

Peter would sometimes - pretty often - daydream about how would it be to date you. Would you agree to spend lunch time with him and Ned ? Go to his place ? To hold his hand in public ? Or even kiss him ?

"Why don't you go and talk to her ?" asked a girl who was sitting at the same table. MJ constantly watched as Peter was almost drooling on himself just by seeing you.

"W-What ? Why would I go-" he started before getting cut off. "Come on, not to me" she answered. "You've been addicted to {Y/N} since day one". Peter frowned, denying, but he knew this could never change her mind. "MJ's got a point, dude. And maybe you have a chance with {Y/N}, who knows !?" Ned said and his friend immediately looked around to see if anyone might have heard. "Shh Ned are you crazy ?? And don't say stupid things like that.. Both of you". "Whatever", MJ replied, "But it seems like she wouldn't say no if you asked her to try a new friends group. Her's pretty lame".

Peter slowly raised an eyebrow and looked back at you, to see you walking in his direction. He was wondering, what was happening ? Were you actually going towards him ? You met his eyes and gently smiled, not really knowing how to act with him.

"Hi" you started when you reached his table. Peter looked at Ned who was way more excited to see you talking to him. He elbowed him so he could answer you. "Hum, h-hi ?" "Can we do anything for you ? Can Peter do anything for you ?" Ned immediately asked to help his friend. MJ rolled her eyes just by hearing the conversation.

"Yeah, actually" you smiled. "Mr Harrington told me to talk to you... It seems like you've been chosen to be my tutor. Im Y/N, by the way". You didn't really like asking for this - even though you did not really choose it - but Peter immediately nodded, shyly but still. "Yeah -yes of course no problem !" he replied. "Great ! Thank you. We can meet later at the library ?" you proposed. "The library is closed this week, what a shame !! Though, you should go to Peter's. The.. Temperature is great there. You know, to work..." Ned tried to keep going, making you smirk a little bit. You noticed how Peter's eyes suddenly became wide and the red colouring his cheeks. "Oh, well if you don't mind... You know what ? Just text me later today" you gave him your number under his flabbergasted eyes. He nodded and you went to class after smiling at him one last time. It is probably that exact smile that made him realise how screwed he was.

Peter did text you later that day, sending you his address and how to get there from school. You suggested to join him there at 6:00pm to what he agreed.

You arrived in front if his flat in Queens and called him so he could open, and there you were, on his dining room table, tons of books spread out next to you both. He spent a whole hour explaining all the little details that were important in every chapter that you've missed. Good for him, you were a fast learner, something that made him like you even more. He would ask you some questions to check if you were following, and you always were. That kept going until his aunt came back home. "Hey Pete, I've been trying to reach you out for an hour now and you- oh", she smiled widely, "Hello. Excuse me I didn't know you had company", she said, looking at both of you in turn. "May this is Y/N", he said, hoping she wouldn't say anything embarrassing. "Hi, I'm sorry I hope I'm not bothering. Peter is helping me with all the things I've missed at school. I'm a new student".

"No of course it's no problem ! I am always glad to meet Pete's friends. You can even stay for dinner ! Just make sure to tell your parents" she added and didn't wait for your answer before going to another room.

"You don't have to" Peter said, "Stay for dinner, I mean. N-not that I don't want you to stay, I mean you- I don't mind if you stay. At all ! It's just- ugh - if you have anything else to do, don't feel forced to stay here". You smiled at him as an answer before adding "I'd be glad to stay, I don't have any important plans".

So there you were, sitting at the small kitchen table with Peter and his aunt who had just ordered food, since the dish she started had burnt. It was simply pizzas from this place you didn't know, but Peter assured you they were the best.

"There. Start with this one, Joe's an expert at it". And indeed, you were surprised by the amazing taste of this basic pizza. Dinner kept going, and May wanted to know more about you, much to Peter's despair, even though he was interested by anything you were saying.

"From what Peter told me, you quickly made a name for yourself at school. Do you move a lot ?" she asked. "Yeah, actually. I've moved like, 12 times because of my father's job. I repeated a grade because of it" you answered with a sad smile. "Wait you're a year older ?" Peter suddenly said. "Oh no, I skipped a grade in primary school, so it's like it never changed". Peter nodded "Must be hard, I mean, moving all the time".

You looked at him quite surprised. People usually thought you were lucky because you were able to travel and meet a lot of people. Thing is, when you move that much, you don't really have time to get used to the place and make real friends. And it seemed like Peter guessed that. You liked the fact that he wasn't superficial, like a lot of people. So you smiled slightly, letting the cute dimple that he liked make its appearance "Kind of. But it feels like im gonna stick around for a while, this time". And you might didn't know, but at this exact moment, Peter never had been more thrilled.

#peter parker x reader #peter parker #marvel #tom holland #tom peter parker #spiderman #love #falling in love #high school peter #peter x reader #peter parker x y/n #peter parker x you

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shuuuuush · 10 months

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NOT ENOUGH [Niko]

Summary: Niko had been ignoring you for a few weeks, and this wasn't the first time you decided to confront him.

Warnings: angst (warning bc I usually don't write angst yet here we are 🤟)

A/N: YESS HAHA MY FIRST ANGST AND FOR MY BBY TOO , honestly just went with the flow when writing this hope yall like it ;_;

When you first dated Niko, everything felt like a dream. You were both deeply in love with each other, and you would spend almost, if not all, of your time with one another.

Whether that would be going out to spend time with each other, visits to places, or just being near each other while watching a movie and eating snacks.

One memory you won't ever forget was when Niko first kissed you. It felt like the ending of a romance movie honestly, everything with him was just so perfect.

You loved this relationship so much, and you were sure Niko did, too. You would do anything for him.

But now, you weren't sure he would anymore.

The past few months, you've tried to overlook everything.

Maybe he was tired.

Maybe he just wanted to relax after being so busy all the time.

He's been pushing you away for a few weeks, and then when you ask about it, he suddenly avoids the topic and acts all lovey again. Apologising and then buying you gifts to suppress all the questions.

You thought at first when this happened, it would all go back to normal again.

But then the cycle repeated.

Pushing you away for a while and then coming back only for apologies and gifts and then pushing you away again.

What was going on with him?

The man you remembered and fell in love with, would yes be a bit busy but he loved you, would spend most of his time with you and never would have let you felt ignored or less than what you are.

Sometimes you would get into fights, asking him why he was ignoring you and not there most of the time, you understand that he's a YouTuber obviously he's busy but you only need a bit of his time.

You don't want to disappear fully from his life.

And you sure as hell hope he doesn't want you to leave either.

He would brush it off, apologise, and kiss you. Sometimes, throw in a gift there, and you would be ok, for a couple of days, contacting each other and then it happens all over again.

You put so much effort into making things right with him, keeping the relationship happy and reestablishing things after a fight.

You never lost hope that Niko would come back, and be his usual self, the one that you fell in love with.

But honestly, you were getting tired now. Hope used to burn in your heart, strong, feeling as if you could take on any challenge with him.

But now that fire was dwindling, almost to the point of extinction.

Needing to know whether that fire in your heart should be extinguished forever or reignited, you decided to arrange to talk with Niko.

This time, you aren't going to accept all those simple apologies and kisses. You needed to be firm, and you wanted to make sure of one thing.

If he really truly still loved you.

You arranged to meet up at his house, since that would be the most comfortable, and he wouldn't be able to come up with some excuse to ignore this conversation since he lived there.

Walking up to his door, you rang the doorbell, and you took a deep breath, trying to calm your nerves, as you didn't know what was going to happen.

Of course, you wanted things to go well in the end. But realistically, was that going to happen? Did you prepare your heart for heartbreak? The answer is no. No you didn't. But if the truth needed to come out then so be it, you needed to know.

The door swung open, and you were greeted with the face of the man you loved, Niko. Briefly observing him before you walked in, his hair was dishevelled, and he was in his classic NDL hoodie and sweatpants.

Clearly, you were overdressed for this casual meet-up that you knew he thought this was.

He moved out of the way, holding the door open for you to enter. And you walked inside, you took off your shoes and put your jacket on the coat rack. You wanted to at least be respectful.

You both walked over to the couch and sat down on it. Niko turned to you while you still faced forward.

"So what did you want to meet up for?" He asked, looking at you.

"Can I not just meet up with my boyfriend? Why do I have to have a reason." You looked down at your feet, not making eye contact. You needed to talk to him about this problem, so why can't you get the courage right now?

"Well, obviously you can, but it is a bit strange."

Taking a deep breath, you turned to him, finally making eye contact. He then looked surprised as he could see in your eyes the firmness and seriousness. He could now tell that this wasn't just a casual meet-up. It was serious.

"Niko. These past few months have honestly been insane. Our relationship is falling apart, and I don't know if you can see it." You decided to be straight up and tell him. It was hurting you to beat around the bush.

"Every time I try and contact you, you either ignore me for a few weeks or apologise simply, and then we're alright for a couple days, and then the whole cycle of ignoring me happens again. Niko, what is going on?"

At that last part, your voice starts to break.

You didn't care if you looked desperate.

You were tired of all this.

Niko sighed, running a hand through his curly hair. He started to speak but then he cut himself off, looking away.

You placed a hand on his shoulder, making him turn to look at you. You used to understand him, his eyes would explain everything to you, or even the slightest twitch of his mouth you would be able to understand.

But now you just can't read him at all, it's almost like there was no emotion, nothing to be read.

He faked a laugh, one you knew wasn't real, and he took your hands into his, "Y/N, come on. You know I've got a lot to do these days. I'm sorry, come here." He leaned in towards you, but you pushed him away, earning a shocked look from Niko.

In his mind, did you just reject a kiss?

You backed away into the couch, crossing your arms. Clenching your jaw, you were starting to get annoyed at the situation. You looked directly into his eyes.

"No kisses, no gifts, no amount of "sorrys" can make up for this. These lost moments, Niko."

Saying words like these to Niko, although true, started slowly cracking your almost heart.

"I'm sick of patiently waiting for you when you won't even arrive," feeling hot tears start to develop at the back of your eyes. You tried to blink them away to look strong in front of him, "I feel that you're not even trying in this relationship anymore."

"Y/N, I've tried, honest, I've tried to get us back together to be happy again like we were." He tried to hold your hands, but you pushed it away.

"But it wasn't enough, was it?"

"Please just-"

"No, Niko. No. I've given you so many chances, and you blew it all."

This time, you couldn't hold in the tears. The strength to do it had crumbled. And you let them fall.

"I want a partner who can actually be there for each other. All I wanted was a bit of your time. Now it's hopeless, and honestly, I'm losing my mind, Niko."

Seeing you cry like this stabbed Niko in the heart, the first time seeing you cry in front of him, and he hated it.

He hated that he was the cause of you crying.

But what could he do?

Did you even want to be with him anymore?

"Y/N..." His brows lowered and his lips thinned into a straight line. He held a hand out to you but then retracted it, not knowing whether or not you wanted to be hugged right now.

He ended up pulling you into a hug, resting his chin on top of your head, as you cried out into his chest.

You let him hug you because in this state you were in right now, you couldn't think straight.

"Please just give me one more chance." He whispered, his voice so quiet you would only be able to hear it if you were an inch away from him.

After your tears felt like they flooded all out, you breathed in and let yourself go from Nikos' grasp.

Looking for answers in his eyes, you told him, "Niko, please don't play with my heart right now. Don't lie to me. Tell me the truth."

"I need to know, do you still love me?"

His breath hitched in his throat, eyes roaming yours, "I..." and then he nodded, "I do love you."

You didn't believe him. Why would he hesitate if he truly loved you? You could see it in his eyes. He didn't have the same love, the same fire as you both did before.

Standing up, looking at him one last time, you headed towards the door, putting on your shoes and jacket.

"Y/N, where are you going?" Niko swiftly ran up beside you while you were getting your things and held his hands out in confusion.

"Goodbye, Niko."

Turning to leave through the door, you could hear his protests behind you.

But you ran to your car and started it, reversing out of his driveway. You saw Niko in your side mirror trying to catch up to your car.

Halfway on the road back to your place, you pondered the situation, a lump in your throat developing, and your eyes became itchy.

You thought you made the right decision?

So why does your heart hurt?

Why were you crying?

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wen-kexing-apologist · 1 year

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Mommy Dearest 2.0

This time it's about Bed Friend!

And it's not about the mothers in Bed Friend as much as it is about everyone's favorite Walking Green Flag: King and how he is Thinking, Watching, Evaluating Uea and his relationship to his mother. Because I've been thinking about this a lot since Episode 4 and I just haven't gotten around to writing about it yet.

Within five minutes of this show airing, we as an audience know exactly what Uea's relationship to his mother is. We know how completely and precisely she is responsible for his trauma both in the past and in the present. But no one else does.

King certainly doesn't.

But, King is perceptive, and King, by way of the narrative, is present for (or the cause of) a great number of Uea's triggers throughout the show so far. And he has no context for them outside of his own observations, but again, King is perceptive.

So the lights go out and Uea crumples in the parking lot. And at this point, maybe King doesn't know what happened (that Uea is scared of the dark) he just knows Uea is having a strong reaction to something.

Uea sees the abuse he has suffered at the hands of his mother

King sees a panic attack.

So Uea and the rest of the office go out for drinks and Uea sits in the back and watches everyone have fun, until he is alone in the bathroom and gets a text.

Uea sees the abuse of filial piety at the hands of his mother

King sees Uea's sudden shift in behavior from being introverted and sipping a drink in the corner, to drinking everything in sight

Shout out to reflections in this show for giving me endless moments of King looking at Uea.

Episode 2

King is grappling with his guilt and concern for Uea in the aftermath of their one night stand, and he (as usual tbh) spends a lot of his time staring right at Uea. Trying to pick apart every facial expression Uea makes.

Uea gets a call

and the next thing King knows Uea is rushing out of work early, panicked and heading to the hospital. And so he tries to help by driving Uea there.

What Uea sees is his mother, whose accident was not super severe, manipulating him, blaming him for the accident, and once again asking him for money, in a way he isn't able to ignore or avoid.

Uea has his typical shut down reaction to the interaction, but crucially in episode 2, King is there to witness Uea's relationship to his mother. He's able to see the way Uea's mother demands money from him, he's able to better contextualize Uea's behavior changes.

And when Uea's mother leaves after being given way too much of both Uea and King's money, where are King's eyes trained?

Right at Uea, and the entire exchange in the hospital when King enters the scene, King keeps looking between Uea's mother and Uea, trying to analyze the situation.

""You heard all that, didn't you?" "Yes," "I'm...sorry."

"Why are you sorry?"

And this moment is great to me because we have a #respectfulKing on our hands who will not pry, or push Uea to tell him anything. He doesn't act expectant or entitled to any context or backstory of Uea's that might help explain this situation. But as we, the audience, know, King is in love with Uea, and as such I think King really wants to set himself up to be a safety zone for Uea. He wants Uea to feel comfortable, he wants Uea to feel loved, and we won't know that Uea trusts King like that until he starts talking about his history.

So King still doesn't know Uea's trauma history, but he wants to, he wants Uea to know that he has someone that cares, and so King starts to shift how he approaches conversations with Uea. Sometimes, very intentionally, and sometimes not, but every time he does it has the effect of hitting on some very specific parts of Uea's trauma.

When they get STD testing: "Why are you embarassed? We didn't do anything wrong." King might be able to sense Uea's shame/internalized homophobia, he certainly saw the panic in Uea's eyes when his Mom asked "Is this your boyfriend?" but I don't think he understands how strongly he is striking at the root of Uea's issues. His mother used to lock him in the bathroom, tell him she would beat him to death, and call him a slut. Having casual, one-night stand style sex is anxiety and guilt inducing for Uea because it meets his definition of 'slut', something he never felt like he was allowed to be.

This post is Uea's mother (and family) specific so I won't really get in to the P'Pock trauma here, but King is present to witness Uea turn and try to hide his face when he sees Pock from across the mall, and that is another thing he takes and files away.

Because King is so finely honed in on Uea's emotions (and because Uea is very obvious with his emotions), King knows something is still bothering Uea after their STI test and after dinner and he navigates a conversation about the differences people can have and want from sex, intimacy, and love. Once again striking at the crux of Uea's issue, the internalized homophobia Uea has had beaten in to him by his mother.

Episode 3

King has now seen how Uea interacts with his mother, has gotten a better understanding of his personal perceptions on sex and love, has seen him have at least one panic attack, and King is trying to fill in the blanks from there.

So Uea gets these texts in the middle of a conversation with King

"Are you avoiding my calls?" "I'm just asking for a little bit of money," "You have to come home this Sat," "Your Dad asked about you," "Don't accept the call?"

And where is King looking? Right at Uea's phone. But I don't think he's reading the messages, honestly it's probably too far away and the message are coming in pretty fast. But I'm sure that King is at the very least, able to see that Uea is getting spammed with messages from his mother, and he's able to see the way Uea's body language changes as a result.

"What happened, Uea?" King asks, because he is concerned, because he sees the way Uea retreats into himself whenever his mother is involved.

"My Mom wants me to go home," Uea replies

"You should go home,"

Now, the "you should go home," statement I find very interesting considering the conversation on Episode 4 this whole post is leading up to. That King of all people would see how Uea and his mother interact with one another and suggest that Uea go home. I think here King misinterprets what Uea is saying. By that I mean, I think Uea is actually answering King's "what happened?" as if he is answering "what's wrong?' and King is assuming that Uea is deflecting the question and just making a general statement "I have to go home tonight." King saying "you should go home," is him telling Uea it's okay to bail on whatever plans they may have been floating about hooking up that evening.

"King...tonight you can come if you want to,"

We've seen it before and we will see it again, Uea processes and regulates his emotional state through sex, through physical intimacy.

"You don't go home?"

Finally! Some semblance of an admission from Uea that something is wrong. Some honesty and a nod that Uea is starting to trust in King. King sees that and takes the opportunity to try and determine the extent of the trust he is being given.

"Are you okay, Uea?" and to me, it demonstrates a shift in their relationship, that Uea doesn't lie. He still can't tell King the truth, that he's not okay. He still can't put his emotional vulnerabilities out into the world like that, but he can stop pretending that he's okay. He can simply not respond and therefore give King the honest answer.

Throughout the show, one of Uea's coping mechanisms is sex, to seek out joy and pleasure from physical intimacy since he can't rely on emotional intimacy.

Shout out to the translation of the background OST music

It's important to me that we are shown a moment of non-sexual intimacy between King and Uea rather than sex immediately after the conversation about home. Not that sex is inherently wrong, obviously that is not the case, but because their relationship started with sex and needs to grow into something with a strong and healthy foundation. Because we need to see, and Uea needs to see that King cares for him outside of what his body can provide. Uea needs to see that King is not just in this for the sex, but that he wants more from it. So we get this lovely little moment...

...and then King accidentally triggers Uea. Uea sees his stepfather, and King sees

Fear.

Honestly, thinking about color analysis the fact that when Uea is talking about not going home he is absolutely suffocating under all that yellow, a color we know is associated pretty heavily with his childhood under the guise of striving for happiness, wishing and hoping for it. And when Uea is triggered and incapable of hiding his emotional state, he is surrounded by clear glass???? (Thoughts @respectthepetty?)

Another panic reaction from Uea, and King has yet another indication that something is wrong. Now, again we as the audience have been made aware that Uea's step-dad is the reason why he is reacting this way. But King doesn't have that same knowledge.

What he does have, is the knowledge of the previous conversation where Uea mentions he hasn't been home in a long time. What he does have, is the entire exchange in the hospital.

So though he can't know exactly what it is that caused Uea's reaction in this scene, and he can't know for sure that it has to do with Uea's family. King definitely has to know by now that something is wrong with Uea's family.

And after Uea has processed his own emotions at the memory of his childhood and he invites King back, King reaches out again to Uea. Trying to get a better understanding of why it is Uea is engaging in this FWB in the first place. And Uea says something he believes but that is fundamentally untrue, "I guess I just want to fuck up my life more," and we know this is untrue because King has been nothing but kind, attentive, devoted, open, and altogether healthy with Uea from the start of their FWB agreement.

But again, Uea is starting to trust King, so he follows up his half truth with a whole one "My life isn't great after all," and this is the truest thing I think Uea has ever said to King.

And it's important to me too, that Uea is actively and currently experiencing trauma by way of Pock in this show, and that King is around to witness all of that. Because it forces Uea and King to have conversations about it, it shows Uea that King cares about him, that he would fight for and protect him, it makes King fully aware that Uea has a lot of shit going on. It shows Uea how King does navigate potentially traumatizing situations with Uea and the that he doesn't pity or coddle Uea, but he does care, and he does check in, and he does want to genuinely know what is wrong.

And he can do that with Pock because Uea can't avoid talking about Pock when King is the one literally prying Pock off of Uea. But King wasn't there for Uea's childhood abuse, he wasn't there for the dinner at Uea's Mom's house, he is completely oblivious to the extent of Uea's childhood trauma. So he has to wait for Uea to come to him about it. He has to wait for Uea to trust him enough to share that part of himself.

Where previously Uea has retreated from everyone when actively triggered, not upset or frustrated like when he gets texts about money from his Mom but actually and actively coming down from flashes, this time he seeks King out. He is finding more comfort in King, so he calls when he could be alone. And he tries to push his emotions down, he tries to drown them out in King but this is too fresh, and King is too aware of Uea...

"Uea, is everything alright? You look anxious,"

"A little bit,"

Please picture me rubbing my hands together with glee. UEA IS HONEST! WITH HIS FEELINGS! AFTER MEETING WITH HIS MOTHER!! and King stops the physical interaction. He will not take advantage of Uea's emotional compromise. He wants Uea to be calm, he wants Uea to be regulated. Again he doesn't push or pry, he just helps Uea redirect his anxious energy in to self care. He gives Uea a birthday cake.

And boom!

Another accidental hit at a fundamentally horrible life experience of Uea's. His mother completely ignoring his birthday, leaving him to celebrate alone with only a candle. King gives him cake, shows him he cares, Uea has a chance to celebrate his birthday. And you can tell in the scene how touched Uea is that King did this for him.

But still Uea won't talk to King about it. So I think it's at this point King starts changing tactics. He will start opening up to Uea and see where that gets him.

"I'm tired,"

"What happened?"

"It's about my mom. She called me to come home. Do you have any plans for this weekend? Can I go to your room?"

"What? Don't you come home? You told me your Mom wants you to,"

(cough cough DIRECT PARALLEL cough)

"Yes she wants me to. But I don't. She's a grumpy lady,"

and GOD THANK YOU JAMES FOR UEA'S REACTION TO THIS CONVERSATION BECAUSE IT IS EXQUISITE.

I wish I had a gifset to do it proper justice, but the way Uea is doing mental calculus here, the recognition, the surprise, and the hesitation he is portraying in having Uea initiate this conversation?

When I watch this scene I can't shake the feeling that there is this little, hopeful part of Uea that wants King to say "Yes," that that might be the thing that pushes Uea to be honest with King. To tell King the truth of what he's been through at this hands of his mother and step-father.

...but King says "Not exactly," and starts talking about his brother the perfectionst and Uea just...

shuts down. Because King has said the wrong thing, because Uea has decided that King would not understand what he has been through if he is complaining that his mother is grumpy because he doesn't meet his brother's standards. And while that is something that I do this Uea related to (seeing as he is the unwanted child who gets no love from his parents compared to his sister) to have King say he doesn't really have problems with his family makes me think that Uea does not think that King has an abuse problem with his family.

And because Uea, despite the way his family treated him relative to his sister, loves his sister dearly, while King seems to harbor some resentment towards his own brother.

And this is the fascinating part of this show for me, this is the scene I keep coming back to because I think this is the scene that sets the rest of the events in motion with Uea and King. Because King's mother is going to start getting in the way of their relationship. Because King is trying to get Uea to open up to him here. He is trying to be vulnerable with his feelings about his mother to Uea in the hopes that Uea will be open about his feelings about his mother. But King fundamentally misunderstands how terribly Uea is has been treated. King fundamentally misunderstands how much of the triggers he has witnessed from Uea are from his parents as opposed to from Pock.

If King had said "yes, I do have problems with my family" in this scene I whole-heartedly believe that Uea would have told him the truth about his own troubles here.

Uea is desperate to trust King, he is certainly already in love with King by this point. (If you had to ask me, Uea realized he was in love with King in episode 3 when King checks up on him outside after Pock harasses him the first time). But he's been hurt so much, and fundamentally believes that he is un-loveable, so every moment where there is a possibility of betrayal makes Uea retreat further and further.

Uea wants to trust King and we know this because when they are alone in the pool, Uea starts telling King about Lampang, about his cousins there, about how he is from there. We know this because when Uea's drunk and he therefore has less control over the wall he has built, he is the one to initiate intimacy with King. Not sexual intimacy, romantic intimacy, on the beach, at sunset.

And so the test begins.

Episode 5

Unfortunately for King, his mother is continuing to get in the way of him and Uea becoming official.

We know Uea is moving towards changing the status of his relationship to King from FWB to boyfriends, because he starts trying to test King's limits. He doesn't allow King a "reward" for not having sex with him when he was drunk, he starts telling King that he's met the weekly quota, he starts citing their rules more. If King can respect these, if King still wants to hang out with Uea when he knows that sex is not on the table, then surely King must feel the same way that Uea does.

And King, knowing that Uea trusts him more, that he's testing him, but that he's also tolerating King pushing their rules a little bit, has another opportunity to try to get Uea to fully open up to him when they go to dinner. When Uea gets the text from his mother asking about money. When King looks at him, concerned, and says "Uea,"

But before he can ask Uea anything, before he can check up on Uea at all...

King's mother calls, and sets everything in motion. King is being sent on an arranged date. King wants Uea to trust him. King wants Uea to fight for them. King wants to know where he is at with Uea and Uea is too scared of getting hurt, and so he ignores the question. He tells King that only King is able to decide if he wants to go on the date on or not. King spends so much of Episode 5 after this conversation trying to show Uea that he doesn't want anyone else.

And King gets that final confirmation that he is a safe zone for Uea when the lights go out at the end, and he is able to calm Uea down just from telling him he will hold him through the night. This is also a great indication to King that Uea has a fear of the dark, since technically in the first episode King would not necessarily have been able to connect the dots between the lights going off in the garage and Uea having a panic attack.

Episode 6

Uea and King are circling around each other, King is ready to admit. Uea is trying to throw out hints that he would say yes to being boyfriends if King asked him.

And King was going to, on the phone, you could see it!

But NO! No he doesn't ask here, because he wants it to be special! Because why would he ask Uea to be his boyfriend on a fake phone call when he could ask Uea to be his boyfriend on a beach vacation?

And Uea realizes this, because uea is smart. Because uea understands the implications of "I haven't felt this way in a long time," because Uea is hopeful that King feels the same way he does. And he's excited for the first time in a long time about something, and then King's mother gets involved. And King's mother makes him go on a date, and King isn't capable of standing up for himself and for Uea against his mother.

And King tries! King tries to see Uea, tries to get out of the date. Tries everything he can besides actually standing up to his mother to show Uea that he cares about him. To show Uea that he wants him, not whatever woman King's mother is trying to set him up with. But King hasn't had the chance to learn about Uea the way he needs to. King has tried time and time again to get Uea to open up to him, to talk about the strained relationship King knows exists, but doesn't understand to its fully extent.

And as a result of the shame, the self-loathing, the betrayals Uea has suffered time and time again at the hands of the people who are supposed to love him, he will not fight for him and King because he knows how the story ends.

It ends up with Uea alone, except this time he did it to himself. This time he broke King's heart in the process.

ok haha oops, I did it again with the essay. Gold star to anyone who read this whole thing.

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elenauaurs · 25 days

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The accident

After an argument that the little Briar Valley prince had with his grandmother, his anger makes things get out of control

Just a lil fic about Diaval and Malleus as kids

Tw: Violence, description of violence

"IT'S NOT FAIR"

With Thunder and cries, the prince of Briar Valley creates a scene in his room.

His face was red with frustration as he desperately used his little hands to wipe the tears that ran down his cheeks.

"WHAT DID I DO WRONG? I DON'T UNDERSTAND"

His hoarse screams were accompanied by a crash of thunder that rushed violently against the walls of the chamber, leaving only a scorch mark behind. Every time the heir stamped his foot on the floor, the furniture shook and fell from its place, bowing to the wrath of the fearsome dragon.

Through the imminent thundering destruction, worry crossed Diaval's face as he observed Malleus from behind. The thunder avoided him, yet he couldn't help but feel inexplicably a chill in his stomach, the feeling that the worst could happen at any moment left him uneasy.

Diaval swallowed hard and took a reluctant step forward, keeping his hand against his chest. Despite his tense expression, his gaze was filled with courage—He wasn’t afraid of Malleus, no! Why would he even be afraid of his friend?

He remembers clearly that the reason of this mess was a disagreement between the prince and his grandmother. There was nothing Diaval could have done, not against the queen.

So why does he feel so guilty about not being able to help? Why is he so mad at himself, obsessing over what he could have done?

Perhaps his weakness is caring to deeply, Or maybe not being able to silently witness his friend's sadness.

"Malleus!" Diaval tried to scream, but the sound of thunder surrounding Malleus instantly silenced him.

"I…I’M NOT IN THE WRONG!"

The room shakes from the impact of Malleus's magic, breaking everything fragile. The sudden movement almost makes Diaval lose his balance, and for a moment, he feared his knees might buckle entirely.

With a cracking noise, ruptures begin to form in the ground, threatening even the castle's sturdy structure. Diaval retreats back, feeling his body tense—For a brief moment he looks at the door, the right thing to do would be to run as fast as he could, but Diaval would never abandon Malleus.

"SHE'S THE WRONG ONE!"

"Malleus... Please listen-"

"I-I…"

"Malleus... I-I know, but please..."

"IT’S NOT FAIR…! W-what… WHAT DO YOU THINK, DIAVAL? I'M NOT WRONG, AM I?"

Malleus's voice became firm as he turned to face the only person present for the first time since entering his chamber. His face, once red with frustration, now burned with anger in an expression Diaval would never forget.

The prince's angry eyes glittered like precious emeralds. The rays that surrounded his body crackled, a predator that ferociously advanced against its prey–the raven.

For a moment, Diaval could have sworn that everything—from the small objects to the mighty thunderclaps—were in slow motion. He felt his hair stand on end and his fingers itch—His racing heartbeat being the only thing he heard as he watched Malleus' angry face turn into one of despair

The room was illuminated by the lightning that mercilessly advanced towards Diaval. He felt his body shiver as he noticed the beam of light approaching—yet, strangely, he felt no fear. In fact, he barely had time to process Malleus’s words, and even less did he realize that he had instinctively moved to create a shield of magic.

crack!

Diaval shut his eyes, feeling only the fragments of the shield hitting his body. His body went numb as his vision blurred, accompanied by the peculiar sensation of being frozen in time.

As a gentle warmth encased his body, the first thing that crossed his mind was Malleus—His sweet smile radiating innocence as he reached out his hand, inviting Diaval to join him to play as always.

"DIAVAL!"

Unfortunately, his sweet thoughts didn't last long. The soft warmth that once gently embraced him swiftly transformed into an intense heat, as he collided against the floor, the excruciating sensation of feeling as though half of his face was ablaze overwhelms his being.

He curled into a ball, screaming like never before, his face scrunched up in pain. Adrenaline runs through his veins as he feels the feeling of thousand needles piercing his body mercilessly.

"W-wHY? M-MY FaCE… IT HuRTs! IT h-HURTS SO MUcH!"

His skin was red and irritated, he held his palms against half of his face tightly—A burning smell emanated from his flesh, which was brittle enough to melt off his face in a gruesome manner and even his bangs were burned from the attack. Diaval's wings flapped desperately and tears flowed as he fearfully stared the person he loved most in the whole world.

The cries of anger turned into despair when Malleus saw Diaval writhing in pain. A cold sweat ran down his forehead, and he trembled entirely, crushed by the weight of guilt. It wasn't Malleus' intention to do this, it was just a accident.

The realization that he could have killed the one dearest to him hit him like a knife. With trembling steps, Malleus advances toward Diaval, his face turning pale at the mere thought of losing his friend.

"I'M SORRY... PLEASE! I'M SORRY!"

Through desperate sobs, Malleus began to cast a healing spell, his heart sinking with each cry of agony that escaped from Diaval.

"I'm SoRRy!" His voice cracked.

"I'M SORRY... p-please... please don't leave me... not you..."

He really is a fearsome being, isn't he?

. . .

Edit: I FORGOT TO WRITE SOME NOTES SORRY

I wrote this just to give some context to why Diaval wears an eyepatch and a little bit of his past, etc.

Honestly, I wrote this a little rushed and had to send it at a time when I was very busy, so naturally there must have been some words that were misplaced without me realizing it.

Anyway, even if it's not very good I had fun writing it and I hope to use this as an experience to learn more and more how to write decently in english

If you've read this far, thank you very much!

Tag: @cyanide-latte @theleechyskrunkly @thehollowwriter @distant-velleity (I only realized now that I forgot about the tags, so I'm tagging my moots that haven't seen yet. Sorry for the inconvenience!)

#twst malleus #twisted wonderland #twst oc #malleus draconia #twisted wonderland malleus #diaval corvo #twst #diasomnia oc #diasomnia

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munnaitorei · 1 year

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Am I not suitable for having a friend?

pairing: Chuuya x Reader

genre: angst, fluff

cw: mention of bullying

summary: you went on a trip with your so-called best friends (group) only to have a nastier situation when you return.

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"Oh God! Chuuya! Please, I'm gonna be bullied by everyone at college."

"Hey! Hey!" Chuuya protectively grasped your body." What's goin' on?!"

Chuuya saw you hyperventilating as you mentioned him to quickly go to the car. You keep pulling his hand as he was 100% confused with your reaction right now. He was about to ask what happened until you cut him.

"Please, let's just go to the car!"

Chuuya was so happy when he send you on the trip even though he wished that he could go with you. On the road, he tried to ask you about what happened during the trip only to get a silent answer from you. He observed from the time to time, you've been hugging your knees as you stare at the window with a blank stare.

"Hey, Y/N..."

"Not now, please! Not now!"

You were so happy when your group invited you to go on a trip with them however everything went into chaos there. Your friend never listened to you just like a wind passed by every time you tried to talk. Nobody asked how you feel on the trip and the worst of all they put a bad impression in front of one of their friend's parents.

Time went by as both of you arrived at Chuuya's penthouse. As soon as you entered his place, you quickly hide in the bathroom. Chuuya tried to catch you but you already went into the place and locked the door.

"Y/N, baby. Please, open the door."

"..."

"Please, baby? I wanna know why ya got that kind of face?"

"Chuuya, I'm going to take a bath now."

It looked like you tried to avoid telling Chuuya what happened during your trip. You turn on the shower to make sure to him that you were taking a bath. Tears start to fall from your tears as you sob silently in the bathroom while the water is running.

"I-I'm always been a burden to people," you whispered to yourself. "I don't deserve to have a friend. In the end, I always hurt them."

After a few minutes, you were done taking a bath so you went outside and smelled something good. You remember that you did not eat well on your trip because along the journey until now you suffered gastric pains. As you wandered around the area, you noticed Chuuya was organizing dinner for both of you.

Y/N..."

"..."

"I'm preparing dinner," he said as he noticed how you grasped your stomach tightly. "Let's eat before we cuddle on the bed, yeah?"

During dinner, you didn't talk to Chuuya at all and he missed your joyful face. Also, you merely ate a few spoons of the food that he made for you. He tried to push you to take a few more bites but you kept saying 'no' to him.

"Y/N, you only take a few bites, "he rubbed your knuckled. "Come on, eat more, love."

"I'm done, Chuuya," you yell, bringing your hand back "I wanna go to bed."

You raised your body from the table as you proceed to brush your teeth. Chuuya noticed that you tried to avoid looking at the mirror which was also strange. He knew before, you always glanced at the mirror to notify him how you progressed in taking care of your skin.

Chuuya then left the rest of the dirty plate on the sink and didn't clean it at that time. He couldn't care about it because of what matters right now. He wanted to return you to your usual self.

So you stepped tiredly into the bedroom that both of you share. You climbed on the bed which he joined you too. It's weird, you also didn't ask him to cuddle you like always. Instead you keep your distance from him as you look through the big window to sew the city of Yokohama.

"Baby, what's goin' on the trip?" Chuuya said, rubbingd your back. "Are ya' sure you're fine?"

And that moment, you cried so hard that you started laughing like a psychopath. This made Chuuya go into purely shocked.

"Hey! Hey! Baby, I'm here, alright?" he quickly caught your body as he rocked your body back and forth. "Shh, it's alright you're safe. You're safe. Tell me what's going on?"

"T-they..."

"What did they do to you?"

"A lot! I don't wanna speak of it!" you started panicking. "Chuuya, you are probably disappointed by me! You don't want me!"

Chuuya learned you well because when you panicked, you start talking from A to Z. For now, he only can listen to your story. Hearing the story made his anger boil through his body. How could someone hurt his baby not to mention made a bad impression on you? Also, you two are mocked by your hem saying that 'two lovers that cannot be separated'. You always chatted with Chuuya because you never felt like you were considered by them. What? They just treated you like the wind.

"Chuu, I'm always a burden to people," you said with a cryingvoice. "I don't deserve to have a friend because in the end, I always-"

"No no no!" he stopped you before you can finish your line. "Don't start with that shit!"

"But I am!"

"NO!"

"..."

"Y/N, baby. Listen to me, yeah?" he grabbed both of your cheeks as he wiped your tears away." You're the kindest human I ever met. Want to know how you hurt people?"

You just listened to him.

"Is how you hurt my heartbeat because it goes ten times faster than before which means I love you so much."

You can swear in your life that it was the most beautiful thing you ever heard from people especially Chuuya. He left you speechless while he never stopped rocking your body back and forth. His other hand caressing your hair so you can sleep faster.

As you felt the movement of his hand, your eyelids grow to get sleepy. You didn't catch sleep for 2 days there because you also overthinking. After a few minutes, your mind started to go to your dreamland. Before he got up from the bed, he didn't forget to kiss your cheeks as always.

"I'll deal with those fucker," Chuuya clenched his fist. "No one messed with The Port Mafia, especially my Y/N."

NOTE: It was my first time writing and I also edited again. I'm sorry if it's bad! (Also, the story is based on my life experience)

#chuuya #chuuya nakahara #nakahara chuuya #chuya #chuya nakahara #chuuya comfort #chuuya fluff #chuuya x reader #chuuya nakahara x reader #bongou stray dogs #bsd #bsd comfort #bsd chuuya

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justimagineok · 1 year

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2:30 series - drops of love 15 💌🍼

A/N: yep. our favorite couple is pregnant! 🍼 let's find out what they're going through on this journey 💌 feedback is always appreciated! feel free to reblog, comment or send me an ask at anytime 😊

"Jungkookie, what are you doing?", Seokjin asked, watching Jungkook sitting down and resting his back on the mirror of the practice room. It was the 4th time he did this in 3 hours of practice, so it wasn't normal, at all.

Jungkook opened his eyes lazily, yawning loudly. "I was just waiting for you guys to decide what song we're rehearsing next...", he got up in one move, ready to keep going. "Which is it?"

Seokjin frowned, putting his hand on Jungkook's forehead before he could protest. "You're burning up, Jungkookie!", he placed the other hand on Jungkook's neck, checking if it was hot as well. It was.

Jungkook gave a step back, shrugging. "I'm fine, hyung."

"Why are you lying? You're clearly not fine. Go home"

Jungkook shrugged again. "I'm alright, hyung. I don't need to go home."

Seokjin reached for his phone, looking for something, and Jungkook observed as his hyung dialed your number. "What are you doing? Don't call YN", he reached for the phone, but Jin turned around, avoiding him. "If you're not gonna hear me, then I'll call YN. She'll put some sense in your stubborn mind. ", the number kept dialing as Jungkook tried to take the phone away again.

"Stop that, hyung! I don't wanna worry YN, it's not good for her and the b--"

Seokjin stopped his movements in a beat.

"And the what?", Seokjin scowled.

"Hello?", you answered on the other line, hearing all the interaction between Seokjin and Jungkook.

"Hang up, right now, hyung. I'm fine!", you heard Jungkook failed attempt at whispering on the other line.

"Kook? What's happening? are you hurt?", you felt your heart skip a beat and you

instinctively reached for your belly.

"No, babe!", Jungkook finally took the phone from Jin's hands, who was too stunned to react. What was Jungkook about to say?

"I think I have a fever, but that is all. I'm fine, okay? Don't need to worry.", he glared at his hyung.

You breathed deeply, trying to calm down. Ever since his accident, you couldn't help but freak out whenever Jungkook got injured while practicing or just sick. You always kept that to yourself, but Jungkook saw it clear as day how much you suffered.

"Are you really fine? Don't lie to me, Kook.", you warned, already looking for your keys. Jungkook took a deep breath, ready to confess. He knew you could read him like a book, so there was no use in hiding.

"My head feels like it’s about to explode.”, he pouted. "I feel like I'm getting a flu or something. My body is hurting. "

"you need to rest, Kook. You've been working late this whole week and barely sleeping... I notice you shifting from side to side on the bed…", you confessed.

"I'm sorry.", he sighted. "I thought I was chill about everything, but I guess not... I don't wanna fail with you and our baby... I'm all over the place, babe. I didn't you to worry about anything", Jungkook closed his eyes, letting his frustration out. You understood him completely because you were all over the place too. You loved the confident way Jungkook handled things, but in the end, he's only human, like everyone else, and the fear of not doing well at the most important task in the world kept not only you awake, but him as well. But you were together, so one could always help the other. You were one.

"Kook... we take care of each other, that's how it's always been. And y--"

"BABY?! WHAT BABY?", the emotional moment didn't last long before Seokjin startled the both of you. "YOU GUYS ARE HAVING A BABY?! WHEN? WHY AM I HEARING IT LIKE THIS?", by now he already grabbed the phone from Jungkook's hands and was talking directly to you, still on speaker.

"AM I GONNA BE AN UNCLE?", he couldn't hold his excitement, drawing the attention of the other members, who were on the other side of the practice room.

Jungkook smiled, happy that someone finally knew about his baby but scared of your reaction to his major spoiler.

Seokjin turned around to look at Jungkook, who kept smiling and waiting for a vocal sign from you.

"I know you wanna say it, Kook… it’s okay. ", you laughed and proceeded to hear the loudest cheer you heard so far in your life after Jungkook screamed about the good news to his hyung. You were pretty sure Seokjin dropped the phone, ‘cause all you heard after was the crack of the phone hitting the floor and Jungkook's and Jin's yelling and cheering. Seems like Jungkook got better very quickly.

Was it the anxiety to tell his members who caused his fever and headache? You didn’t know for sure. The only thing you knew is that they left you there.

".... hello?"

#2:30 #jk x you #jk x reader #jk x oc #jk x y/n #jungkook x reader #jungkook x y/n #jungkook x yn #jungkook x you #jungkook fluff #jungkook bts #jungkook fanfic #jungkook #dilf jungkook #dad jungkook

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mm-lurking · 3 months

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Die for you (Wriothesley)

Originally written for a friend, modified to suit readers. Wriothesley x fem! reader, no warnings needed, just pure fluff and diabetes I guess (Wriothesley + tension = best combo) Word count: 1379 --- I’m finding ways to articulate the feelin’ I’m going through

He knows she’s watching him. He can see it from the corner of his eyes. The Duke is perceptive after all, he is able to observe his surroundings easily. Why is it that any room he steps into, he looks for her first? Why is it when he scans the crowd he wants to see her figure?

I just can’t say I don’t love you

She watches him from a distance, afraid to get close and let her feelings slip. Clamy hands, flushed face, increased heartrate…she is no fool, she knows she’s fallen for him.

Cause I love you

He straightens his tie and clears his throat, not to the words coming out of the Pankraton ring’s manager’s mouth, but because he’s starting to feel like he’s suffocating from her eyes on him. He wants her attention, he wants her gaze yet he cannot handle it well.

It’s hard for me to communicate the thoughts that I hold

How many times has he tried to say something to her but only fail miserably? He has lost count about the amount of times he has nearly blurted out how he feels and covered it up with some nonsense that somehow sounded convincing to her.

But tonight I am gon’ let you know

How long is he going to continue hiding it from her? It's been weeks, months even. Why was he so afraid of letting her know? It's not like he was going to perish if she rejected him. He manages to finish his conversation with the manager and turns in her direction finally, only to see her gone. She left...

Let me tell the truth

He calls her to his office that night. And to his surprise she doesn't refuse, nor does she question it. He had asked a guard to forward his request to her in the dormitories and she sent back a message saying she agreed. Frankly, he wasn't sure if this was the right way to do this but he didn't what else to do. He needed an answer from her in the privacy of his office just in case things didn't go the way he wanted.

You know what I'm thinkin' see it in your eyes

The office door closes behind her and silence falls. She can hear the soft music of the gramophone playing and the rustling of papers but aside from that it is dead silent. The sudden change of atmosphere from the noisy machines outside makes her nervous and all the physical signs of her feelings rush back into her body. Slowly she walks up the stairs and finally faces him, the very man that's been playing with her heart. Neither knows that the moment they make eye contact, their heart rates shoot up beyond understanding.

You hate that you want me, hate it when you cry, you're scared to be lonely, specially in the night

It is for the first time she notices that he is breathing more heavily than usual. His face is flushed and he pulls on his tie continuously, fidgeting with it. Neither have broken eye contact yet. These signs..., she thinks to herself, is he...? Does he feel the same way I do? Her eyes widen and she tightly clasps her hands. No...no way...

I'm scared I will miss you, happens everytime, I don't want this feeling, I can't afford love

He finally looks away and clears his throat. What should he say? What can he say? He pretends to look through a document and audibly mumbles a hi. She greets him back in a shy manner and silence falls once more. Unable to handle the fast beating of her heart she attempts small talk.

“So you wanted to see me?”

I try to find reason to pull us apart

“Yeah regarding your jail release papers.”

Lies. That was not why he wanted to see her. Here he was, avoiding the topic once again, just as he had been for the past few months. The woman curiously looks at him and tilts her head.

“Your Grace my sentence is not complete for another twenty years…I killed my friend’s perpetrator, remember?”

“Oh.”

Of course, how could he forget? When he had first seen her papers he was immediately fascinated at the willpower she had exercised to commit such an act. A lifetime of jail and yet she chose to go this far. Somehow it reminded him of his own story…

It ain’t workin’ ‘cause you’re perfect and I know that you’re worth it

He slams the document down on the table and she flinches. He was upset at himself, frustrated at himself for being so stupid and silly. Why was he behaving like this? How hard was it to say three words?!

“Y-your Grace…?”

He realises she was still in front of him and gets up to apologise. She watches him press the temples of his head before sighing.

“Forgive me, I just- this doesn’t have anything to do with you.”

She nods but her eyes are still wide. Something is off about him, she notes. I think he likes me but this is just…unexpected.

I can’t walk away, oh

“You.”

He walks around his table and finally stands in front of her. His heart is racing and his face is flushed again but he pushes through. She watches him, observing all his features, his large muscular biceps, the way his chest heaves up and down, the way his shirt is so tight that one button is all it would take to pop it off…she observes everything except his eyes. She can’t look into them no matter how hard she tries.

“There is something I would like you to know.”

He continues slowly. She blinks and he takes it as a sign to continue.

Even though we’re goin’ through it and it makes you feel alone, just know that I would die for you.

“I, I like you.”

He slowly says, exhaling with each other almost as if making sure he’s saying it correctly. She takes a step back out of shock and stares at him, her heart rate absolutely out of this world and her face so red even a tomato would be put to shame. His fists are balled up, afraid of rejection and afraid to know her reaction. The anxiety that races through him is one he has never felt. A few moments of silence follows as he waits for her answer.

Baby I would die for you, yeah

“I…I like you to your Grace…”

She shyly says while fidgeting with her fingers. She stares at the ground and her hair forms a curtain preventing her face from being seen. It’s a good thing he cannot see the cheeky smile she has on her face which has formed from amusement and disbelief. He stares at her in shock, not believing the words coming out her mouth.

The distance and the time between us, it’ll never change my mind ‘cause

“You like me too?”

He asks her wanting to make sure he’s hearing it right, that this isn’t some hallucination of his from the twenty cups of tea he drinks. She stands tall and finally looks into his eyes with conviction.

“I like you. Very much.”

Baby I would die for you

“Well its a good thing we both feel the same way.”

He chuckles and smirks, the anxiety and nervousness vanishing as if it was never there in the first place. She smiles at how he returns to his normal self.

“So what are we?”

“Feelers.”

“Your Grace!”

“Call me Wriothesley, that title sounds too formal coming from you.”

“As you wish…Wriothesley.”

They both chuckle and she takes a step closer. He looks at her in confusion, unsure what she was planning. She tilts her head upwards and tiptoes causing his lips to almost touch hers. They both look at each other for a moment before letting go of the hesitation. He finds his arms snake around her waist automatically and hers wrapping around his neck. In the privacy of the office, no one would interrupt their kiss.

Baby I would die for you, yeah.

#genshin impact #wriothesley #wrio x reader #wriothesley genshin #genshin wriothesley #genshin x reader #genshin writing #fluff #diabetes #fontaine #genshin

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