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zhongrin · 1 year

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hold you close to my heart

◇ characters ◇ zhongli, childe, xiao, al haitham, thoma, scaramouche

◇ tags ◇ modern!au, gn!reader, fluff, headcanon format

◇ a/n ◇ zhongli is ngl acting like an asian mom in this and i am not sorry. i need him in my life bc i hate fishbone (the number of times i've had a fishbone stuck in my throat- you don't want to know. let's just say pressing down my gag reflex is one of my talents now) and peeling shrimps.

𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ⬙ 𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡

tries to be as quiet as possible as he shuffles around the house while you’re asleep.

peels fruits for you.

will care for your hair for you (brushes / applies oil / braids)

debones any sort of meat-with-bone/shell dishes, including fishes and crustaceans for you (this might be the ultimate expression of zhongli’s love considering how much he hates the smell of seafood).

will not hesitate to spoonfeed you when your hands are occupied or if you’re forgetting to eat.

“zhongli do you know where did i put my shawl-” “second drawer, right side.” “and my dragon-printed socks-” “-is in the sock box on the third drawer, you probably missed it.”

will threaten people who wronged you with a sandal in his hands “i will have order!”

headpat machine - you want headpats? you’re getting headpats. you don’t want headpats? you’re getting a kiss on top of your head…… and a headpat <3

will fall into the habit of carrying tissues and hair ties and the everyday essential items which you often use.

slips his credit card into your wallet before you go out.

keeps your fridge stocked with groceries and pantry full of your favorite snacks (either by doing the shopping himself or getting them delivered to your doorstep when he can’t be around)

lets you pet the dogs you encounter on your walks first. also alerts you when there’s a cute dog in sight.

owns a special phone with the best camera in the market, just for the sake of taking your selfies.

headpat machine 2.0 - you don't want headpats? too bad you’re getting one! you want headpats? beg for it first, darling <3

buys you matching accessories. wears them everywhere and every time he’s out.

always walks on the side closer to the road. also holds your hand when crossing the street (and pretends he 'forgot' to release it afterward)

always lingers around you in social settings. not just because of his social anxiety, but also just in case you need something, he wants to be there to help.

lets you pat his head (and enjoys it immensely), but will murder-glare any other person who tries to do so (read: venti, heizou).

is only able to fall asleep in either of these conditions: 1) he is completely alone, or 2) he’s not alone but you’re with him.

piles up pillows and blankets and plushies on your (or his) bed as a silent invitation to cuddle. you tease him by saying “are you inviting me to your nest, little bird?” and he blushes every single time. it’s very adorable. please give this boy his cuddles.

corrects the typos in your papers for you. crosschecks your citations and adds comments detailing how you should add or remove certain things. he accepts payments in kisses. or super spicy curry. he’s not picky, really.

will dust your bookshelves for you (is it because he loves you or because he loves books? ….. don’t ask).

will wordlessly lift you up to cross a big puddle on the road. you only get to be bridal-carried if you're lucky. otherwise, you're getting the sack of potatoes' treatment because he's a bastard.

tells you that you have x minutes left to do certain tasks. yes, he has your schedules memorized. yes, he will flick your forehead if you keep whining and procrastinating.

will gently pull your head to settle on his shoulder when you fall asleep on the bus.

“did you cut your hair? it’s five centimeters shorter.” “you trimmed your eyebrows?” “your lips look pale today. have you eaten lunch?”

cooks and cleans for you. his payment? your awed smile. if you tip him with kisses he’ll be over the moon.

sends you daily cute animal videos. mostly dogs. or cats. or him being silly with his adorable doggie taroumaru.

will mess up on purpose just to make you laugh on your bad days.

buys everything in twos because he always, always wants to share it with you.

squishes his cheek onto yours and nuzzles you to show affection. you think you see dog ears and dog tails whenever he does this, but it's just a trick of the light... right??

refrains from drinking at parties just so that when you do, he can take care of you properly and get you back home safely.

denies your kisses in public but pulls you for a kiss every five minutes behind closed doors.

links his pinky with you when walking together (but on his bad days, he would really appreciate it when you link your arms with him).

looks so scandalized when you flinch from his touch - because somehow he’s a superconductor and most of the time you feel zapped just from touching him. just tough it out and hug him if you don’t want to deal with sulky!mouchie.

will not hesitate to try and claw people’s eyes out when they made you upset.

fills up your water bottle for you.

uses the same laundry detergent / perfume as yours. claims that he does it so you “won’t complain about how your clothes smell weird” when you stay over. he just wants his clothes to smell more like you so he can pretend you’re hugging him when he misses you.

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mazeinthemiroh · 1 year

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hnnnn in my soft era so could i perhaps request a skz reaction to you prepping a whole self care day for them 🥺 like face masks massages everything cuz i love them

stray kids reactions to their s/o preparing a self-care day

genre: fluff

word count: 0.8k

warnings: extremely fluffy

please like and reblog if you enjoy :D

bangchan

if there's anyone more deserving of a self-care day, it's bang christopher chan. he's a workaholic, it's in his nature. it's admirable but you want him to have some time for himself. so when he finally has some time off for some quality time with you, you've got a whole pamper session planned out. face masks, delicious food, and pop on a feel-good movie. if you ask him though, his favourite way to relax is by cuddling and/or making out with you. depends on his mood but it's cute either way. it's always a self-care session just by being with you, you don't even have to do anything special for him ;-;

lee know

minho is into skincare routines and eagerly wants to be that couple who do it on each other. he mainly wants to see you with one of those fluff hairbands on because he says you look adorable. he will take lots of selfies of you both with them on because he's cute like that. when it comes to actually applying the products to your face, he's not going easy on you. can be quite brutal and also starts laughing at you because he makes your face look all strange with a mixture of products on #donttrusthim #menacetosociety

changbin

changbin will marry you on the spot if you suggest giving him a massage. he goes to the gym every day and works hard on his body. massages are always appropriate and always needed. he will literally melt if you ask him if you can massage his back and he will make happy binnie noises and have that cute smile on his face awww. just the whole routine of it, especially if you use proper massage oil, makes him feel so relaxed and refreshed. he will also return the favour and want to massage you too he's really good with his hands

hyunjin

hyunjin is all heart eyes when you reveal to him you planned a self-care day for the both of you. sheet face masks: on. sad, emotional romance films: on. tissues: ready. let's go. yes, hyunjin likes to spend his self-care day with you by indulging in his emotions and crying over fictional characters. he has you watching the notebook or me before you idk something to make you both bawl. it's so fun, 100% recommend. he's got a cute little candle lit and he's holding you close for comfort. it feels very... hyunjin in there, that's for sure.

han

hannie just wants to laze around and do nothing. that's his self-care day. because he's always doing something. it's very rare that he actually gets a mental break from things. cuddles are very important to him so he might pop on an anime or a cute little movie whilst being snuggled up in your arms. will 9 out of 10 times fall asleep like that. he's just so comfy and relaxed and your comforting presence creates the perfect mood for sleepy time. you both fall asleep with each other :( it's an adorable sight.

felix

this fluffy boy is having the best time of his life. he has so many ideas for a self-care day that he actually doesn't know what to do first. fluffy blankets and plushies are obligatory. felix wants to binge-watch a load of comfort movies, mostly disney and marvel, you get the idea. he just wants to snuggle up with you and be near you. you both will talk through all the movies and make fun of everything that's happening. for the sadder moments, of course, the laughter will stop and you both will hold each other, holding back tears.

seungmin

seungmin's idea of a self-care day consists of you, a good book and an unlimited supply of tasty snacks. you knew this, and so preparing a pamper day would be a piece of cake! just laying back with a cup of coffee, you leaning on his shoulder, reading the latest best-seller; he can't imagine being more at ease with life than he is now. it warms his heart that you wanted to day a self-care day with him. he will shyly thank you and shower you with extra love because he really appreciates your efforts.

jeongin

i really do see jeongin going out in his pyjamas to the grocery store in order to get some snacks for your self-care day. only if you come with him, of course. he's so excited when you mention the idea to him. he feels like it's been a long since he's spent one-on-one time with you. being busy with promotions for their latest comeback and whatnot, he loves to take any opportunity he can to chill out with you. this man is really into marvel so a marvel marathon is not too much of a shock. you guys don't go to sleep until the very early hours of the morning.

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dehydration-stati0n · 1 year

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I’m sorry if this request sounds a little strange (?), don’t feel obligated to write it.

May you please write some headcanons about how Nami, Robin and Brook would comfort the reader who feels guilty for something she did in the past and can’t fix it anymore?

Thanks for reading <3

Nami, Robin, and Brook Comforting a Reader Who Feels Guilty About Their Past HCs

You picked some great characters for a prompt like this. Hope that this helps you out some anon <33

Rules Word Count: 0.8k Spoilers: None

Nami

She'd be the most up-front about checking in on you. Nami wouldn’t wait around for you to tell her, she’d just stroll up to you and demand to know what’s wrong.

Nami will sit you down in private and be a shoulder to cry on- or rant to, whatever comes first.

Major sleepover vibes- I mean she literally just grabs snacks and a blanket and waits for you to start talking.

She tried to avoid how she felt to protect the people she cared about in her own past and wants you to understand that it doesn’t always work that way. Sometimes it's best to talk it out with someone you trust. She wants what she perceives is best for you, and, in her opinion, hiding your feelings isn’t the way.

She'd hug you tightly against her, running her hands gently through your hair with the simple promise that anything you tell her will never be repeated.

Any negative self-talk will be immediately shot down. That’s not gonna slide with her and she’ll have you list off everything you like about yourself instead.

She'd give you anything you needed if you asked her.

You want it to be a little quiet so you can think? She'll make it happen. You feel like crying? She's got the tissues. You want a distraction? She's got tons of gossip to tell.

A the end of it all, she'd have Luffy stop the ship at the nearest island and take you shopping. A little retail therapy never hurt anyone ;)

Robin

Robin is VERY observant and will immediately catch on when something doesn't seem right.

She'll ask you if anything's wrong and leave it at that until you're ready to talk more about it.

She'd sit with you and listen quietly as you explained what it was that happened. Take as much time as you need to process anything, she'll always be right there for you.

She'd have her hands caress you or rub your back to help comfort you. She's best at comforting people physically.

She probably knows some sort of mind or breathing exercise that could help you through your guilt or nerves. Maybe even some advice if you asked for it.

She’ll help point out all the things that are currently in your control. Maybe something bad happened in the past, but what can you do to avoid it in the future? Is there anything you can do now that might help ease the past situation? Or is it all out of reach now?

If it's out of reach, then she'll help you come to terms with it all. There's nothing you can do about it now, so it's all about acceptance.

The most important thing she wants you to remember is that no one’s perfect. Everyone on the Thousand Sunny has flaws, and that's ok.

Robin would advise you to try and work through them and better yourself as you move forward instead of overthinking the things that have happened in the past.

Brook

He'll try not to pry too much. He knows how hard guilt can be on someone. Instead, he'll try to cheer you up periodically throughout the day.

Making bad jokes, singing, telling you stories about his life prior to the Strawhats- whatever he can do to give your mind a break from thinking about it.

If you did decide to open up more about it to him, he'd be overjoyed at the trust.

Guilt is a strong emotion to feel, he's handled it himself. Most of it being survivor's guilt for when the Rumbar Pirates died. So he’s relieved that you feel comfortable enough to talk to him.

The exaggerated way he carries himself can be off-putting at times, but he means well. In his mind, he thinks that the more light-hearted he seems the more you’ll feel light-hearted in your situation.

Although, if you need him to tone it down, he can do that too. His default will always be to support you.

He’s been through a lot, so he’ll have a few things he can add— little tips and ways to cope that he’s learned through his time alone.

His voice is very soothing and it’ll help to calm your nerves if you're feeling antsy or stressed.

He’ll also try to do little things like playing a song to help you sleep, hanging random little positive reminders everywhere to help you come to terms with your past, or simply just coming over to talk to you. It can be about anything you want, he just doesn’t want you to be or feel alone. That’s the last thing he’d want for himself, and it’s the last thing he wants for you.

He's already experienced death once, so his end goal would be to get you to not dwell on it any longer than necessary. You only have one life, don't waste it in the past.

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k1ng0fn0b0dy · 2 years

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may i request eret, quackity, sam and foolish comforting reader? thanks x

Of course! Take care anon xx

Eret

His entire presence is comforting in and of itself. They are just a very good person to be around in general if you need calming down.

Eret has a very natural sort of peace-keeping personality that he'd definitely be very good with angry-sad people.

Her voice is just very soothing and she's got a few breathing exercises memorized.

Eret also has a bunch of extra candy laying around that he's not afraid of using to make you feel better, because you're not you when you're hungry.

That's not to say they're used to it though, they can and will startle pretty easily

As long as they care about you though, she'd still try to help anyways!

Quackity

He pulls a lot of the same tricks my Mexican mother pulls when I'm upset.

Which is essentially talking loudly over you and pretending you're not upset until it works.

Okay, jokes aside Quackity is very awkward around crying people so as long as your liquids are inside of you, he's good to go.

Quackity is very much of the mindset of 'comforting distractions' to take your mind off what's making you upset.

With jokes, stories, or even singing if that helps, though his default is Mexican lullabies (they're super effective, I can personally vouch)

He's also someone who'd set up an entire blanket fort just to platonically cuddle you.

but only because he read somewhere that hugs are supposed to make you feel better (pls don't tell this man otherwise, Quackity couldn't take it, he'd instantly explode and then you'd have to comfort him)

You can't rant to him though, he will have a million and one things to say

Sam

Sam is actually really good at handling people, even upset people

He's sort of just a natural, very empathetic and caring.

Not to say Sam does it very often, but he always tries to be there and let everyone know it

he's just naturally good at reading the room and catering to your needs

Need to eat your feelings? Sam has snacks! Need really shitty romance movies and a good cry? He quite literally has hundreds and tissues, go off.

A bit awkward with physical affection but always willing as long as you don't bully him too much for it

He's also a very good listener if you need to rant, Sam is also very good at giving advice (unless it's romantic, don't ask)

Sam just cares a lot, please do the same for him because he deserves it

Foolish

This man is a mess

Foolish will definitely try his best to comfort you, I can promise you that

Will it work? Probably not, this man sucks at genuine comfort

Unless his fumbling comforts you, in which case: He's amazing!

Does try really hard to be there for you and Foolish will definitely make a million stops at stores looking for your favourite comfort candy

He's the type to look up wiki-hows for comforting people but with his luck, it's a coin toss for making it worse or somehow fixing it

Has his sister and mom on speeddial and WILL rely on them for help in the event that he does, in fact, make it worse by using wiki-how

He does put a lot of effort into trying though so please let him know you appreciate that! (And also don't let Foolish try comforting anyone ever again)

{《☆》}

[Wow, I haven't posted anything for two months. A lots happened, certain things hit me real hard and life is quite possibly peak stressful right now. I'd just like to say that I hope all of you are doing well and taking care of yourselves.]

[I'm currently in the process of switching therapists and things are wack so I'm really sorry that I stopped writing for so long. I am healthy and taking care of myself so no one has to worry. I'd love it if all of you could consider donating to curesaracome.org and continue spreading Techno's memory.]

[That's all for now so take care.]

[L0v3, k1ng]

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rc-writes · 11 months

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Hello!!!

I just read your Ethan Morgan Drabble and it was so freaking adorable. It’s so nice to see people writing for MBV as I love that show so much.

I was wondering if I can request an idea? I don’t know if you write this type of stuff but if you do then can you please write some fluffy Dad!Ethan Morgan or Dad!Benny Weir scenario (i dont know why but they both give goofy sad vibes if they were parents)

If you don’t write that sort of thing that can you write Ethan Morgan x reader, where he has to take care of his sick significant other

Thank you again!!!

𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤

𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙨 | 𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢

pairings: ethan morgan x reader

warnings: nothing besides the reader being sick i believe

a/n: i'm glad you loved my other ethan fic! and i agree that's its so cool to see people still writing for this show. our fandom may be small but it lives on lol. and i decided to go with the sick reader request (wasn't sure if you wanted it to be hcs or an imagine so i just went with hcs because i've been wanting to write more of those) but completely agree see either of the two with kids would be both incredibly cute/funny! anyways, i hope you like the hcs!!

ethan had texted you earlier that day asking if you wanted to go see the newest zombie movie

which on any other day you would’ve jumped at the chance to spend the entire day with your boyfriend

but today you woke up feeling like you were the zombie

but you decided against telling ethan that in fear of him going overboard

you loved that he cared but sometimes he was a but much

last time you were sick he convinced himself you must have been cursed by the monster of the week

so you opted to just tell him that you were just a bit too tired to go anywhere

which wasn’t technically a lie

you did just sleep past noon and hadn’t gotten out of bed yet

ethan was a kinda disappointed that you didn’t want to go be he understood wanting to do nothing

saving the world would take a toll on anyone

when ethan replied that he understood you’re worry of making him worry went away

unbeknownst he did still worry

you didn’t even realize in your dazed state that you responded rather deadpan-y

usually you’d crack a joke about how tiring saving the world was, or something along those lines

not just “sorry i’m just a bit too tired today :(“

ethan immediately got a feeling that there was more to the story, so he planned to go to your house and seeing you in person

curse him and his caring nature

the jig was up the moment you opened the door wearing a haphazardly thrown on robe, hair a mess, and bags under your eyes

“ethan, what are you doing here?”

sneeze #1

“i came to see if you were alright, which you don’t seem to be”

“don’t be silly i am-” sneeze #2 “alright”

he did not believe you for a second

even if he did the multiple sneezes gave it away

let caretaker ethan mode begin

don’t even think about getting off the couch any time soon

he will insist of getting anything and everything for you

want to change the channel? he will get up and get it for you even if you’re closer

getting kinda cold?

immediately throws the biggest blanket he can find on you

need a snack?

don’t worry he spread out a million different things he found in your cabinets the moment he set foot in your house

which at first he tried to find only healthy types of snacks but your sad pleading eyes convinced him to just grab everything

“you can’t eat only oreos all day”

“but they make me feel better” *sad eyes intensify*

“okay fine”

will make it his duty to find every tissue box in the vicinity and stack them up within arms reach

“i don’t think i’ll need that many”

“it’s just in case”

besides the many snacks laid out be prepared to be eating many bowls of soap

i don’t think ethan knows how to properly cook so it's mostly likely from a can

not that you’re complaining, the hot soap makes your throat not feel as scratchy

he’d probably call up benny at least once

“what’s up dude!?”

“is your grandma home?”

“you want to talk to grandma??”

as much of a good friend benny is he isn’t exactly the best at spells or potion making

so he was hoping grandma weir could stir something up that could make you feel better

and grandma weir loved you so of course she does

best she can do on such short notice is make a little home remedy that clears your nasal cavity for a few hours

you take it as if she offered you gold

“i can breathe again!”

“why didn’t you tell me you couldn’t before!?”

“i was just exaggerating a bit e”

“oh” you tell him that he worries too much

but you mean the world to him, how could he not worry?

you two would spend the rest of the day binge watching random movies

eventually you’d fall asleep on ethan’s shoulder

he’s a bit upset that you fell asleep during his favorite part of the movie

but he’s more than happy to see you finally sleeping peacefully

he falls asleep not much later

thankfully for you both you woke up the next morning feeling much better

and you about to cheer for joy when ethan suddenly starts sneezing

guess it’s his turn to be sick

oops

#mbav #mbav headcanons #my babysitters a vampire imagine #my babysitters a vampire fanfic #my babysitters a vampire #ethan morgan x reader #ethan morgan #ethan morgan imagine #ethan morgan headcanons #mbav x reader #my babysitters a vampire x reader

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scarlet-fantasies · 1 year

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Hey can u please make "eren taking care of sick/ill" gf headcanons? + I really like ur hc:)

Hi anon!

Thank you so much💗💗 and of course. Sorry this is kinda short and that it took a while. I feel making long hcs can be annoying sometimes so I will try to keep some things more brief.

-Scarlet

Taking care of their sick gf

::𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬::

sfw & nsfw

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𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑡

𝐼𝑛𝑏𝑜𝑥 𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛

𝐶𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑗𝑜𝑖𝑛 --> 𝑇𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡

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💊would be upset if you didn’t tell him and try to hide it.

💊he like doesn’t it when you deny that you're sick.

💊“I’m not sick.”

💊“Really, I guess there’s no reason for the tissue box then.”

💊“yeah but I have to blow my nose.”

💊”Aha so you are sick.”

💊“It’s just a cold.”

💊”it’s just a cold.” He’d mock leaving you speechless.

💊”I’m serious.” You’d pout only to have him grin.

💊”in that case you need to rest and someone to look out for you.”

💊“no But you have to go home and go to work tomorrow.”

💊”I’ll cancel, now take a rest and let me get you medicine.”

You constantly remind him not to kiss you.

💊“No Eren, no kisses.” You’d say worriedly.

💊He’d sigh, “I’m not gonna get sick, now let me kiss you”

💊 You pushed his mouth away from your lips with your fingers gentle. “No, I don’t—“ of course he refuses to listen to you and takes your hand away from his mouth only to surprise you with a kiss.

💊Although he’s grown to take less risks with kissing you when you’re sick and he’s learned that the hard way.

💊When you get chills he pulls you close to keep your warm.

💊Or he sits on your bed beside you to warm you up.

💊His hand on the back of your head as you have your face buried into his chest.

💊“You’re going to get sick.”

💊“Shhh, quiet babe, go to sleep.”

💊“But, Eren.”

💊“This flu only attacks weak babies, now sleep.”

💊“I’m not a baby.”

💊“Yes. You. Are.” He’d grin.

💊 He doesn’t like it when you get out of bed

💊 Head kisses when you watch movies

💊 He reads to you and you fall asleep.

💊“So then . . . Y/n, babe? You fell asleep.” He’d smile finding you cute before putting the blanket over you.

💊 He cannot cook to save his life so he’d ask his mom to make you something because he loves you anyways.😊

💊 Although with him telling her that you’re sick she’s going to check on you.

💊“Omg is she okay? That poor girl.”

💊“She’s fine she just has a cold.”

💊 She ends up making a lot of food for you that you even have left overs for a day or so since she knows it’s hard to cook when you’re sick and bc Eren isn’t good at cooking.

💊 When he picks up your medicine at the store he also likes to pick up snacks, some which are your favorite and others which you two can try together.

💊 So you always kinda look forward to it.

💊“Okay I got you your medicine but I also got some snacks.”

💊“You didn’t have too.”

💊“But you would’ve wanted me to.” He’d add making you smile as you pat the spot on your bed next to you.

💊“This is why I love you.” You’d tease.

💊“For food?” He’d raise a brow teasing back.

💊 You’d smile, “No, because you know my needs.” You’d giggle.

💊 He’d give you a smug look leaning in to kiss your head, “Hmm needs? And are there any other needs my girlfriend has tonight?”

💊 You’d laugh, as he turned his back to set up the amount of medicine needed.“Not any that I could think of, but did you have something in mind?” *

💊 He turned to look at you with a smirk before pinning you to the bed, “Plenty.”

@bi-effing-simp @sofijaeger @lucifugovs @xxghoulishspritexx @sp00ksic0la @keithandlevi-ontheroof @songbirdgardensworld

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shutupheathersorryheatherr · 1 year

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“Tea, and a warm feeling”

Summery: based on the prompt “you make me tea when I’m sick and I get the urge to kiss you. deliriously I ask if I can. You come the the conclusion that we’ll kiss after I stop sneezing.” Friends to lovers fluffy fluff

A/n: oh my god me??? Posting a fic??!! Who knew I could do that lmao. Anyways this is for the lovely anon who requested this. I had a little trouble writing it as y’all could tell from how long this took because I have trouble writing for someone I don’t feel attracted to 😭🤣 because life has been busy and because I can barely write fluff lol. But I tired really hard to! And I hope this is up to your expectations, dear anon. And I hope everyone else to reads it likes it as well :)

warnings/info: Mentions of food, obviously sick reader, kissing, extremely fluffy, as fluffy as I could make it, a very small mention of underwear in a laundry basket (🤣,) reader and seungmin are really good friends, friends to lovers, a couple curse words, mentions of drifting off to sleep (man, if I could do that lol) and I think that’s it! Please let me know if I missed anything!

~this is simply a piece of fiction. My imagination onto “paper”. This is in no way meant to be taken as anything actual or a real representation of anyone.~

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When you had sent Seungmin a plain "S.O.S" text, (which was code for "get over here and bring food") you didn't expect him to come over so quickly. What? Was he waiting down the street or something? He dropped off the food onto your bedside table and unknotted the bag, taking the styrofoam container out and letting that sweet sweet smell of comfort food waft through the air of your room to your nose. He wondered why he was so fast getting over to your place too. It did more than cross his mind about why both of you acted like this with each other.

It wasn't like you two were together. Nonetheless, an electric shock shot up his back at the thought. You and him-- being together. He tried to dismiss the feeling of his hands shaking, his mind spinning, and his heart thumping in an erratic pattern as he handed you a fork for your food. "You're not gonna have any?" You asked nasally, nose so clogged that it sounded like someone had stuffed half a box of tissues in each nostril. He visibly perks up at your words. "There's plenty." You remind him. How come now that hes here he suddenly can't think of anything besides you?

It was odd, but he still liked having his mind blank and only clouded by you. The thought of you made nice clouds. How could he suddenly forget that he had gotten two servings so both of you can eat your late lunch? "I know, I know." He sung, getting up to get a dish from your kitchen. He comes back to you on your bed, bundled up in blankets, head against the wall, and skin a couple shades darker than usual.

"You didn't put your fork in again, right? I don't want to get infected." He laughs. But really, the both of you knew that he was only joking. If you needed to, he'd let you have the last piece of food that existed at the expence of him. Just so you could be a little stronger. Even more so, anytime you came over to where he lived you could take his favorite snack and "barrow" his jewelry. You did that sometimes-- take some of his rings or necklaces then giving them back later, asking of course, but it always made him smile when he saw you wearing them. It made him feel like... like wearever you were you could have something of his that reminds you of him. That you thought of him throughout your day. Overall made him feel just that much closer to you. Not just that you were wearing it, but also because he let you take it in the first place

"No, Seungmin," You wheezed out a laugh, "I'm not trying to poison you." He takes a bite from his own portion. "Yeah, that would be pretty out of the ordenary for you. I didn't do anything deserving of death by good food." He triesm god, he really tries to make you feel better at a time like this. He just wants you to forget about whatever is hurting and how you can't breath through your nose and to feel relaxed. Having that calm feeling and enviornment always helps when youre sick. Whnever you try to speak, even if it is to give a small word of agreement to whatever he talks about, he urges you with more concern than a mother to "Please, not talk if it'll hurt your voice and throat even more." Noting about a speady recovery has anything to do with making your thoat even more sore ans scratchy. He hands you your water when you start to sit up, antisipating your moves like he was inside your head.

His fingers slid against yours, making him look up at you in surprise. You didn;t seem to mind though, a smug smile on your face like you were the mastermind in all this-- like you had wanted for it to happen anyways. He thought about, not just the very distracting tingling feeling now spread up his hands; the type you'd get when on the edge of a cliff in your feet. Somehow, in all of it, the waters down below him looked safe as ever. BEcause they were... they had you in them. The ocean that was you that seemed to be calling out to him, airy feeling intering his lungs and scent wafting past in nose... it was warm, and safe, and inviting.

He quickly withdrew his hand when the glass he had filled up when he got here was gripped in your hand. That was another thing: he never failed to make double sure that you had it. Whatever it was didn’t really matter. But what was important was how before ever letting go he would make sure you could handle it. Whether that be a glass of water when you're sick or something bigger. But he always, and I mean always made sure you were good with whatever it was.

He also thought about the reason why he was so in tune. You only had to move an inch and he already realized what you wanted. "Shouldn't you be sitting farther away? Whatever this is, it's nasty you don't want it." He was in such a deep daze that you had finished talking before he could gently scold you about talking. WHy hadn't he thought of that? He wondered. Well, if he was farther away how would he bring you your water so you wouldn't have to get up when you needed it? Reluctantly thought, he still got up and moved across your bedroom. He still had his mind about him, you know.

once you Finish your food, he stands up with a jolt. You raise your head, sensing he had an idea. You liked his ideas. Most of the time, that is. But no matter what, whenever he’d give them you’d listen. Knowing that it could take some courage and lots of effort to formulate them and to put them into the right words. He pats his knees as if you weren’t already giving him rapt attention. Your eyes only on him. Him and his wide eyes. “You know what? You need some tea, yeah?” Your dry mouth watered at the thought of something warm and soothing slide down your throat.

You can't help but smile at his request, and he knows it, getting up to your kitchen. Thats just who he he is, thats just how you both are. Making each other smile and press your lips together and look down at your shoes and the stupidest things. You hear your stove turn on, it was always loud. He had stayed over one night and you two had shared a joke about waking the neighbors and getting noise complaints. BUt it never made you feel unsafe or uneasy about it. Rather, the jokes you two took part in, the minutes of his and yours lives were you could both just breath? It made you noting short of calm. Thats what he always did for you.

In a matter of a few minutes the tea was done. Your body was still flopped on your bed as you hear his socks slide across your floor. You could barely smell it, the faint whiff of the herbs he brought into your bedroom soothed you none the less. Your eyes were heavier than the pit growing in your stomach. You wanted so badly to blame it on how it was only his affection while taking care of you that made you feel this way. How you didn't even need to ask and he was there. He didn't really do that for anyone else right?

But you cant think about that now, can you. Not when he's two feet into your door and placing a cup with a plate on top, and telling you not to drink it for a few minutes because it needs to steep. "I'm not a baby, you know." You grumble as if he's just told you not to touch the hot stove. "I know you're not... baby." he laughs, bumping you with his shoulder. It's a tease, for sure. Stupid little confident menacing tone passing out from his stupid pretty lips along with words that should either make you mad or chuckle and not melt further into your pile of blankets like you are.

"Thought you--" You say, mostly through your clogged nose. He tisks and rolls his eyes as you, reaching over to your nightstand and giving you your phone. "No talking." He says as soft as a fluffy blanket washed in fabric softener and fresh out the dryer-- still warm and comfy. You snatch your phone out of his hands. The same ones that rub your shoulders when you're stressed. The same ones that fix something on your clothes or hand you an item he thinks is "cute" and he thinks "would look cute on you."

"If its so cute why dont you wear it? They have your size." you sometimes say. "But it's for you. I said it would look cute on you. Not on me, not on the hanger. You. Colors go nice with your skin." he always smiles back.

What is it?

You see pop up at the top of your screen. Not unlike what happens between the both of you usually. Back and forth, up making your heart jump with anticipation then back down again and making your stomach sink, dodging thoughts and feelings with halfway written then scrapped text after halfway written and scrapped text.

Thought you didn't wanna get my germs?

You say. And to your surprise his body doesn't shoot up in disgust. Youre laying on your side, unable to really see him on the other end of your bed.

Look up

The second you do he points to his mask. You see the sides of his eys crinkle like tissue paper from a bagged gift. You smile. But really, in this room, he is the gift. Not the tea or food he brought. Him. His care. The warm feeling he brings along with him everywhere he goes. You see it like a trail following him. Slight and hard to see. But still there none the less. He seems to breathe in air and let out warmth to all around him.

whyr you smiling at me?

The buzz in your hand makes you come back to reality, looking at your phone. Why are you smiling at him? You know why. You don’t like to think about it, though. Because the more the thought of him lingers in your mind like the memory of a good dream, the more you know you’ll smile at him. The more he might figure it out. The more you think about it, the more you’ll be admitting to yourself how much you like him.

And my fucking god, you really do like him. Before you can think of it any more, you quickly type something out that isn’t a four paragraph long love letter/confession to the man.

Noting weirdo

Your eyes catch his roll from above his mask, leaning further away from you. You think it’s just him being dramatic. But really, how dramatic is physically having to move yourself away from someone to keep yourself from embracing them? How dramatic would having to scoot further away because oh my god how did they get even cuter just now? Doesn’t matter that you’re sick. To him, you took one smiley look at him and it has his brain pushing himself toward you. He grips the footboard of your bed for support as he gulps. He sounds stupid, he knows. But he can help smiling when you smile… or when you wrinkle your nose…. Or when you look down at your hands and play with your sleeves or fingers… or when you— he has to stop. He seriously has to stop thinking like this. You’re his friend. Not someone to swoon over.

Drink your stupid tea

“Stupid? You made it lol” you’re about to type,

But Before you can wonder why the hell he’s put so many emanation points on his text, the coffee mug of tea is already to your lips, plate in his hand as he crouches down in front of you. “You ok there, Seungmin?” You wonder, almost laughing at, not only how quickly this all transpired, but also at the very uncomfortable and awkward position he’s in. “Tea!” He reminds you, nearly grunting as he puts the plate on the bedside table. “Dude, you’re gonna fall—“ him pushing the tea closer to your lips effectively shuts you up.

you give up, finally drinking the warm liquid, soothing you immediately. And thus, soon, you’re falling half asleep with him still at your feet, now occupying himself with folding the laundry you’ve had in a basket since you’d gotten sick a couple days ago. You wonder if he’s sure he really wants to spend his time on your floor. You pick up your phone to ask him through text, knowing the tisky look he’lol give you if you didn’t save your voice.

“oh?” He wonders aloud, the thought of wanting to get up from beside you never crossed his mind, “no, I’m good here.” You see his cheeks lift up and eyes crinkle in a smile you can’t help but return.

I just feel so bad

You say, and you’re not lying. Your floor hasn’t been cleaned in a while. Not being done when you usually do it because of well, being terribly sick. Why was he being so sickeningly sweet? Folding your clothes on his own initiative…You already had a bad infection of some type, you didn’t need anything else.

duh ur sick 🙄

You’d kick him in the head with your foot if you weren’t so week and buried under so many blankets it feels like a ton of bricks is on top of you, rendering you unable to move. And he’s not wrong, though. You felt more tired than you think you had in several months. Tea soothing you, acting as a lullaby to drift you to sleep. Nose is as runny as ever, too. Maybe some sleep would do you good.

“Go do sleep” He said, as if reading your mind. You’d jump back in surprise if, again, you could move. He didn’t even need to turn his head to know how tired you were the second you stopped rocking back and forth to warm yourself. “I’ll be here.” He says. A Small voice, but something you heard loud and clear.

You can leave if you want!

He gave you a knowing look, like: I don’t think you want me to. And, as always, Seungmin was right. You didn’t want him to leave. You wanted him to climb in your bed and cuddle you to help you stay warm, not really caring if you got him sick. “I’ll stay.” He says definitively. You know he’s not gonna budge. And quite frankly, you don’t want him to. Honestly, you only told him he didn’t have to as a formality. “I’ve got food and a phone charger. Plus, you” he chuckled. “That’s what friends are for.” He shrugs like: welp that’s my job. And neither of you want to think too much about how you don’t want the word friends to be the only thing people describe you as.

You made me tea already tho…

“That, I did.”

You smile to yourself, comfortable silence sitting between the two of you, you falling into an even more tired state as the clock ticks on, and on, and on, and on. Finally, you take the last swig of your now room temperature tea. Still tastes good, you think. And Seungmin is still on your floor.

A while later and— You’re half asleep when you ask him. That’s what you blame it on. If you had your minds about you, maybe you would've paid more attention to how he was getting to the bottom of your laundry basket and how you definitely did NOT want him to see your underwear. See? You were Delirious and sick, you ask

“Man, that tea was so good I could kiss you. Wanna?” You slur your words, nodding off. Your hand is over your feverish and aching head, trying to keep the pain at bay. You don't even realize what you're saying when you do. Only thinking of it as something more than just a simple question to your best friend when he looks at you differently than he ever has. No fear is behind his perfect eyes though. Rather, love and warmth for you is the only thing that adorns them. He stops folding mid-shirt, a couple others on his lap. And all he does for the next minute is look into your eyes

You don't shrink back, fearing that if you do, you'll miss something in his eyes, telling you what his next move is. You almost want to say you're sorry. But really, you're not by bringing it up. You have the urge to kiss him most of the time he's around you, why not at least make it known? Him placing the clothes with the others folded neatly in a pile and inching closer to you brings you out of your thoughts. You look him up and down, your palms glued to your sides as he leans over your figure in your bed. All his weight on his knuckles on either side is you. And you can hear him swallow the lump formed in his throat before speaking, "Sure, we can kiss after you stop coughing so I don't get infected. Once you can talk, too." You see a smile adorning his eyes and you can't help but look down in admiration at him as he sinks back to your floor to fold the remainder of your clothes.

Because of how out of it your were, you don't think much about it, only smiling to yourself as a blissful feeling as relaxed as his expression fills your body. Suddenly you feel warm and at peace. And you can finally drift away into sleep.

A couple minutes later and he's patting your clothes to get them a little neater inside your drawer and scooting the laundry basket away. He wants to say something, to talk to you more about what you had just suggested and what he'd said. Not taking it back, bacuse, you were well, you, he'd be a fool not to jump at the opportunity to be close to you like that. He presses his lips together as he remembers how much he dreams about it. And he's about to step away but then, a spur of the moment choice, he leans back and whispers to your sleeping form, "I'd like that more than you'd imagine. Sleep well, please get better."

He says the last part honestly. But really, this was you he was talking about. You getting better meant he could kiss you. Fast recovery equills faster he can fill you soft as butter lips on his. He wants to you get better, he swears, but you kissing him just made it all the more better.

A few days later and you text him that you're feeling better. You would've called but you didn't want him to know about all the excitement in your voice just yet. Did he really need to know? You two had still kept in contact with each other those few days . But with the passing of time all he could think about and do was coming over again and again-- making you hot drinks to warm you. As nice as they felt in your stomach and on your tongue, his smile to you placing the hot drink on your bedside table is what really made your insides heat up before taking the first sip. Mouth never burned, but cheeks hurting from smiling so much.

He practically jumped up from where he was sitting when he got your text. He takes a breath as his fingers hover over the keypad. "You sure?" He laughs when he gets sent back a wordless picture of you flipping him off. Guess so, he thinks.

And now, here he is, hot drinks in his hand that he insisted on making for you again. You guide his hands to put them on the bedside table, now not so littered with tissues you didn't even know where the bottom is.

His hands find their way to your forearms. Seungmin, careful as ever as he looks into your eyes for whatever reaction you wanted out of him. If it all was a joke? Or if you did really wanna try. All he knew is that he liked you. So so so much. And he wanted, no needed to have this with you. but if it was a joke he didnt think he could handle it. His lips sink into yours. Softly. Like the breath of air you and him breath out at the contact.

His finger tips trail up and down your arms, running slow delicate circles right above your elbows. He wants to gasp you tighter, make sure you never can leave leave… at least for the time being. But he can’t seem to find the will to move from this perfect place he’s in with you. Even an inch. You, with your pretty couple fingers locked behind his neck. You, and him, making warmth spread throughout the both of your body’s as if he’s your own personal radiator. You might not still be sick and shivering cold, but you don’t temper feeling this wonderfully warm before this. Were you somehow always this cold beforehand?

A breeze seems to flow through your body even thought the windows aren’t open. Carrying with it the sweet smell of his cologne, smiles and new beginnings. Bringing the smell of his world to yours in a way it hadn’t been before. The breeze flowing through both of you and carrying something spring like and new.

~~End

Annnnnd that’s it! Thanks so much for reading! Please leave some love like comments and reblogs if you liked it :)

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campwillowpeak · 1 year

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How would Harper react of the mc just needed times where they're alone to cry to themselves, like they purposely read/watch sad stuff just to cry. Please don't judge me too hard but I sometimes do this when I haven't cried in a while and just need to detox everything I'm carrying.

Oh god mood, sometimes ya just need a good ass cry

He'd understand and make sure you have everything you need to be comfy while you have your cry sesh... Snacks, plenty of water, ibuprofen, warm blankets, tissues, the works.

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mj-iza-writer · 8 months

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I was finishing part 2 of SP Special Containment, but my family threw me into a little bit of age regression because of an argument, so here is some comfort for an age regressed Whumpee.

Before I get started, age regression, to me is not a sexual thing. I see it as coping mechanism. I wanted that to be clarified.

Caretaker glanced down from their papers to see what Whumpee was doing. They frowned when they saw Whumpee picking nervously at their lips. They knew something was up because Whumpee had already slid down to the floor earlier.

"Whumpee are you doing alright?", Caretaker leaned up.

"Uh yes Caretaker", Whumpee looked up not realizing they had picked their lips to the point of bleeding.

"Come here please", Caretaker reached for Whumpee's chapstick, "you've got to stop picking at your lips", they rolled the lip balm over Whumpee's lips, "your drawing blood."

"I'm sorry, I'm just, uh", Whumpee looked down awkwardly.

"Look up please", Caretaker grabbed a tissue to wipe some of the blood, then reapplied the lip balm to the spot, "thankyou."

"Thankyou Caretaker", they slid down, and automatically started to bother their lips again.

"Whumpee", Caretaker complained.

"I'm sorry", Whumpee pocketed their hands.

"Are you struggling with something, you've been more quiet then normal?", Caretaker sat up again, "oh wait, do you need to age regress? I know you got a little nervous earlier when that person was at the door."

Whumpee looked up nervously.

"You can regress if you want, I can get some some stuff set up for you. Do you want to color, read?", Caretaker started to get up.

"I don't want to bother you, Caretaker. I'm okay really", Whumpee looked at them sadly.

"You are not bothering me. I know age regressing helps you cope, so if you need to do it, then let's do it", Caretaker smiled, "I want to help you."

Whumpee smiled, "thankyou."

"Absolutely", Caretaker pulled out a few things, "you can go get into your pajamas or something comfortable if you prefer, we probably will eat dinner here. So you won't have to change again."

Whumpee hurried up the stairs to get changed.

They came down to Caretaker setting up the finishing touches.

Caretaker had created a blanket fort by pushing together the couch and recliner, then grabbed a kitchen table.

"Wow", Whumpee marveled.

"Yes I use to do this growing up, then with my kids. Blanket forts was one of our favorites", Caretaker pulled another chair, "go ahead, crawl in, take a look."

Whumpee got down and crawled into the fort. Once inside, they sat up and looked around.

Caretaker made their last adjustment, "what do you think?"

"It's amazing, I've never seen something like this", Whumpee squirmed in excitement.

"I thought you might like this", Caretaker crawled in, "I've been waiting for you to want to age regress to do it for you. I didn't want you to feel forced into it."

Whumpee smiled brightly, "this is amazing, thankyou so much."

"You're welcome", Caretaker started to back out, "I'm going to grab you a few things to do, and later I can show you how to build this, so you can do it whenever you like. I will always help you if you need me to."

Caretaker came back with a bucket of activities.

"So we've got an activity desk for a hard surface. This is a lantern for some light and coloring books. Here are some markers and crayons. I grabbed a few books the other day, this one has stickers even. Here are snacks, water, and juice. I grabbed you a couple of stuffies for friends. Also, a blanket in case you want a nap."

Whumpee looked at everything.

"Where are you going to be?", Whumpee looked at Caretaker.

"I'm going to work on those papers again right on the couch beside you", Caretaker smiled, "I'll peak in on you here and there, and maybe bring a book in later to read. I'm also thinking dino chicken nuggets and mac and cheese for dinner, how does that sound."

Whumpee nodded excitedly, dino nuggies were the best.

"Alright, you have fun", Caretaker backed out of the fort again, "let me know if you need me."

Whumpee squeezed one of the stuffed toys joyfully and started playing with the stickers.

They eyed the snacks next, and the juice.

They were comforted when they heard Caretaker on the couch. Happy that their was no judgement from Caretaker for needing to age regress.

Whumpee laid down and looked at another one of the books. They needed this.

#whump community #whump stuff #whump writing #whump ideas #whumpee #whump #whump scenario #whumper #caretaking

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moa-broke-me · 1 year

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The Diary of Niccolo diAngelo: A mortal AU

Dear diary:

When most dads... Most good dads, anyway... Hear their kids crying themselves to sleep, they get out of bed and ask them what's wrong and then they snuggle for a while while they tell them everything making them cry.

My dad isn't most dads.

He's a ghost dad.

I call him that because I don't see him for very long, I hear his voice less often than that, I don't feel him touch me at all.

But I know he's there because I see what he does.

He buys me things, not to spoil me or force my love, but to help. Like sleeping pills, and those special disposable toothbrushes with the ball of toothpaste inside to make brushing my teeth easier, and spray-on shampoo for when I'm too tired to shower.

Like a weighted blanket, and a stuffed animal so big that it almost feels like a person when I hug it.

Like Mythomagic card packs and figurines. That's my favorite thing he buys, because Mythomagic is the thing that makes me happiest.

And being happy at all is harder for me to do than other kids. The doc calls it 'clinical depression', and he says there's pills for it, but it's not bad enough that I need them yet.

I'm learning about 'the great depression' in school, but it's not the same kind as the one I have. Though I think they call it that because everyone was so sad back then, because they lost their jobs and their houses and had to do terrible things for money. Things I shouldn't know about yet, but I do.

He doesn't just buy me stuff, though, he does stuff for me too. He replaces my tissue box and my stash of snacks and water bottles for those days when I'm too tired and sad to leave my bed. He'll pick up my room when I don't have the energy.

He tells me he loves me in so many ways.

But he never, ever says the words 'I love you'.

I know I shouldn't complain. He treats Hazel the same way, and she doesn't. But her mom was mean. And she might be complaining in her head, like me.

Well I guess it's not just in my head anymore. If anyone reads this years into the future, please don't judge me.

Signed,

Niccolo

#No I'm not projecting my relationship with my father onto my favorite character shut up #I'm not writing this as a way to cope with grief either so don't even ask #pjo #nico di angelo #hades #nico and hades

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harukaprism · 2 years

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Burnout

Pairing: Albedo x GN!Reader

Warnings: Some swearing Translation: liebling = darrling

Word Count: 778

You were fed up with the day, your commissions sucked, you got beat up and had to have Barabra heal you. All you wanted now was your boyfriend, but he was in Dragonspine and you were not going to leave the city for the next few days with your sore body. As you entered the home that forever smelled like his favorite tea and his tea cakes you started to miss the feeling of those arms wrapped around your body as he read through his research notes or talked to you about his experiments.

You stared at the couch in the middle of your living room that was covered in blankets where the two of you would cuddle and relax in each other's presence.

Tears automatically welled in your eyes; you didn’t hate his profession and you often encouraged him to work in Dragonspine to be closer to his Master and to get away from the hustle and bustle of Mondstadt, you wanted him to be happy in what he did and he did the same for you. He made you lunch and snacks (mostly desserts) to eat on your commissions, he kept your health and wellness in mind and you loved him for that.

But it’s days like these where you were burned out and exhausted that he was gone you dreaded the most. The house filled with warmth was suddenly cold. Throwing your bag on the ground you made your way to your shared bedroom as your tears rolled down your face.

You threw yourself on the bed hugging his pillow tight, you tried to calm yourself down, you would just take the next couple of days off and relax and focus on your selfcare before he came back home. You just had to get through the week and then you could crawl into his lap and let out all of your worries.

As the sobs threatened to escape your lips you heard the front door open. Why was he back?

“Liebling?” Your boyfriend called out as he started his climb up the stairs, you didn’t want him to see you like this, he would only worry and distract him from his work.

Quickly trying to wipe your tears away you sat up in the bed. “In our room.” You called out weakly trying to calm yourself down. He couldn’t see you like this, it would put a stop to all his research and experiments.

Just as you were reaching for a tissue to wipe off the remnant of your tears the bedroom door opened and there stood your boyfriend, coat halfway down his arms and his teal eyes wide as he looked at the fresh tears rolling down your cheek.

You were fucked.

“What is it?” He asked as he shed the rest of his coat as he made his way over to the bed. When you didn’t answer he sat next to you. “Where I am quite smart I have not the ability to read your mind. Did I do something to upset you?”

How could he think that he had done something wrong? “N-no! Today was just a bad day.” You began to curl up on yourself but those delicate hands grabbed onto your arm and pulled you into his lap.

“Tell me about your day, what made it so bad, my liebling ?” The way he held you as if you were so fragile and could break at any moment made you break down. Gripping onto his shirt you hid your face in his neck as hiccups interrupted you talking about your long and horrible day, how sad you were, how your pent up exhaustion just hit you all at once.

“I’m sorry you’re feeling that way, I’ll try to spend less time away from you so I can make sure I am here when those feelings hit you.” He was always so considerate of you. “I have a lab here in the apartment I can practice in. There are some arrangements I can make with the Knights-”

“Please don’t put your job behind our relationship Albedo!” You let your worry take over you as your head shot up to stare at those beautiful eyes.

His chuckle filled that cold home with warmth again. A warmth you never wanted to leave.

“My liebling, I wish to put our relationship first. If my absence is causing you distress I will fix that by being with you.” Suddenly his lips met your cheek. “Now, how about we have some pudding?”

Albedo was a strange man; cautious, hated groups of people, very centered around his work. But he was yours. “I want cookies and tea actually.”

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jakesdeviatedseptum · 3 years

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hi hi! i’d like to request, if that’s okay!

i’d love one where jake & reader are play wrestling—i hope that makes sense—and jake accidentally actually hurts reader, and from there, it’s just fluff of him being worried?

Honesty I had so much fun writing this! Thank you for requesting love! I hope you like it 🥺🤍

T.K.O

Jake x Reader

- in which a normal movie night turns into something a little more ~hectic~

Warnings : a little blood

Word count - 1.5k

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Some may think that casual movie nights are tranquil, peaceful, quiet, and relaxing. But not when it’s a movie night with the Kiszka’s. It’s not all of the Kiszka’s per say, Sam had his rowdy moments but for the most part he was collected. He would shout out the occasional “what the fuck was he thinking?!” Or “No, don’t tell me she's gonna go in there, and now she's dead” when it was a horror night. If we were watching a romance movie he’d say “ew, this sappy shit is not real” or “I wish I had a love like that”. Comedy movies would have him in straight up hysterics, laughing and giggling all throughout, because honestly, it doesn't take much to make Sam laugh. But sad heartfelt movies left Sam in silence, simply because he was too busy trying to wipe his tears without anyone noticing, or discreetly blowing his nose and playing it off as “allergies”.

Essentially Sam was the commentator that would let his thoughts travel from his mind out through his mouth, you could handle that easily.

When Veronica would join in on movie nights, her mannerisms mirrored your own. You two would share the popcorn in synchronized motions, laugh at Sam’s comments and poke fun at him when he sniffled. She would usually only stay for a movie or two, or when the first bowl of popcorn was done. She knew to leave before the twins started their antics, sadly you couldn’t escape.

Josh, well Josh is the filmmaker of the family, he prides himself on his knowledge and makes sure everyone in the room is aware of it too. As soon as the suspenseful music starts to play his mouth shoots open “Her uncle is going to be around the corner, butcher knife in hand, with the missing girl on the table. I just know it, it was building up the entire movie! Filmmaking 101” a smile dances across his face as the movie plays out exactly as he described. “See I told you guys, it’s just basic film reading” everyone stares at him, brows frowned and eyes narrowed to show annoyance. He raises his hands in surrender and promises to keep quiet during the next movie, but everyone knows that those promises are ones he will always break.

Jake, now Jake usually starts the night with you under his arm, resting his head atop yours, attention shifting between looking at the screen to scanning over your face. The occasional kiss will be placed on the side of your head, and he’ll run his hand through your hair occasionally. This position usually switches when you get up to refill the popcorn bowl. Going from the little spoon to the big spoon. Once you hand the refilled bowl to Sam you sit on the couch, legs tucked beneath you as you wrap your arms around jake. He leans into your body until his head is in your lap. Your hands find their way into his hair, brushing through any tangles and sometimes entertaining a braid. This position is usually held until jakes not so quiet snores are heard by everyone in the room. Sam simply glances towards Jake, and then back to the screen. But Josh, being Jake's twin, physically can not let him be. Whether it be plugging his brother's nose, giving him a wet willy, or something that could be described as pest-like, Josh is determined to disturb his brother's slumber. This usually results in them wrestling around on the ground until something breaks, or one of the two throws in the towel and surrenders.

But tonight was not a ‘usual’ night.

Well tonight started off as a usual night, Sam was on his second pack of tissues, Veronica had been long gone, and Jake was peacefully snoring away on your lap. Josh sauntered into the kitchen and returned with a cold glass of water in his hand with a mischievous look on his face. He kneeled down in front of you, level eyed with a sleeping Jake. “Sorry if I get water on you, it's for a good cause” Josh says looking towards you before he slowly pours the ice cold water right on top of Jake's head. Jake shoots up as soon as the water meets his face. It takes him a minute to register his surroundings, but as soon as his eyes land on Josh he’s tackling him onto the ground. “You ass that was fucking cold!” You hear Jake grunt as they’re rolling around trying to pin each other down. “Oops my hand slipped” Josh giggled as he broke free from Jake's hold. Usually you would just shake your head and try to crank your neck around to continue watching the movie, but the little dance Josh decided to do, while sticking his tongue out and attaching his hands to his ears wiggling his fingers made a giggle escape from your lips.

Big mistake.

Jake narrows his eyes at you, a small smirk tugging at his lips, “oh you think that’s funny huh?” He taunts as his hands wrap around your ankle and pulls you off the couch. You land on the ground with a thump, and Sam’s eyes shoot open wide, an “oh shit” expression on his face. You look up to Jake who’s standing above you “oh you are so on lover boy” you exclaim as you crawl through his legs and lung onto his back. He stumbled slightly, then slammed you down onto the plush couch. You both laugh at each other as he hovers over you. You grab his shoulders and fling the both of you off the couch and back onto the floor. Giggles escape the both while rolling around on the floor. That is until Jake bumps into the side table and the vase sitting on top starts to wobble and falls crashing down, hitting your head and shattering. The room immediately goes silent. You feel a tiny trail of wetness meet your brow, you grace your fingers across your forehead and bring your hand into view, a small amount of blood lingers on your fingers. You look up to Jake and see him staring at you like a deer caught in headlights. His lip starts to quiver and you immediately feel bad. Before you can say anything, Jake rushes into the kitchen, and before you can even sit up he’s back in front of you with a wet rag, paper towels, and a box of band-aides. “Baby, I’m so sorry, I got ahead of myself, I was too rough, fuck are you okay?” His voice cracks and tears gloss over his eyes. He helps you up and sits you on the couch. You see Sam leave and return with a broom to sweep up the broken vase. Jake starts to clean the small cut on your forehead, first with the wet rag, then drying it with the paper towels. A tear rolls down his cheek as he lightly shakes his head, probably beating himself up in his head. You bring your hand up to his cheek, brushing away the trail of wetness the tear left behind, “Bubba, I’m fine, it was an accident, and honestly I can’t even feel the cut, I swear it doesn’t hurt.” Jake avoids your eyes as he opens the box of band-aides. “Still, it doesn’t matter. I caused this to happen to you.” You grab his hands, pausing his movements. He looks at you and you notice more trails of wet tears staining his cheeks. You reach your arms around him and pull him close, you place light kisses to the side of his head and rub your hands along his back. “Jake, I’m fine, it’s not even bleeding anymore, you didn’t do anything wrong.” He removes himself from your embrace and sits on the couch, pulling you into him. You lay your head on his chest and intertwine your hand with his. “Do you need anything? Water, snacks, a blanket?” You shake your head no, and before a word could be formed Jake starts up again, “wait shit, do you think you could have a concussion? get in the car, I'll take you to the hospital.” He starts to get up, and you start to protest before you're cut off again. “Actually no, don’t get up, I’ll carry you.” He starts to snake his hands under your knees and across you back, but before he could successfully pick you up you manage to get out your words. “Jake please, I’m fine seriously, not even a headache, the vase wasn’t big nor heavy, so just lay back down and hold me please.” He abides by your request and once again you are graced by his warm embrace. From the love seat, opposite of the room, Josh speaks up for the first time since the wrestling catastrophe occurred. “Talk about a T.K.O” he smirks towards Jake knowing he wouldn’t leave your side to try and rough him up.

#greta van fleet imagine #jake kiszka imagine #josh kiszka imagine #Sammy kiszka imagine #josh kiszka #jake kiszka #sammy kiszka #greta van fleet #imagine

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sunghun · 3 years

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enhypen’s maknae line when their s/o is sick

requested: mmmh not really

warnings: being sick (obviously), mentions of throwing up/dry heaving, etc.

note: at first i was all “omg i don’t know if i have enough inspiration to write this!!” and then like 2 days later i came down with a nasty cold 😐😐 guess that was all the inspo i needed lmao

you can read the hyung line’s edition here!

선우 | sunoo;

poor baby gets so worried :((

like even if you just have a sore throat or a little cold he will freak out Just A Smidge

you: *sneezes*

sunoo: “y/N oH mY gOsH ShOuLd I tAkE yOu To ThE hOsPiTaL”

will Not leave you alone the entire time you’re sick

brings you lots of snacks that are soft/easy to chew

bc he doesn’t want you to strain yourself even a little bit 🥺🥺

would also build a blanket and pillow fort in the living room using the softest and most cozy blankies :(

so that way you guys can watch cheesy rom-coms together until you feel better 🥰

always checking in on you to make sure you’re as comfortable as possible

“is there anything you need baby?”

“would you like some more juice?”

“are you cold? you look cold here take my sweatshirt!!”

overall a lil dramatic but still takes very good care of you 🥺🥺

정원 | jungwon;

low-key tries to scold you like a disappointed mom lol

“see y/n? i told you playing in the rain was a bad idea :/“

and you’re just like ‘bitch it was ur idea tf-‘

still does his best to take care of you tho

would Not want you getting up for anything

brings you lots of soft and squishy pillows and stuff animals to cuddle

will try to cook for you!!!

keyword try.

he would eventually notice you doing your best not to grimace while eating his “homemade chicken soup”

and he’d just be like “😐 it tastes awful doesn’t it 😐😐”

but ofc you don’t wanna hurt his feelings when he’s doing his best to take care of you

so you’re just like

“no, honey, really! it’s super good!!”

“oh? let me have some then-“

“yOU CANT ITS MINE”

lol after that he’ll just stick to ordering food or getting pre-made stuff

but it’s okay because even if he (lightly) scolds you for getting sick he still takes excellent care of u <33

니키 | niki;

would probably make fun of the way you sound with a stuffed up nose <3

also will probably pull the “is it really bad??”

until he sees you dry heaving in the bathroom and then he feels really bad

may call one of his hyungs in a panic at like 3am

“HELP I THINK THEYRE DYING”

and jays just like “…huh.”

does his best to follow jay’s advice and take care of you but is kind of awkward about it

so he just kinda leaves you to rest by yourself

but he always makes sure you have plenty of liquid, blankets, and tissues

when you’re feeling a bit better he would set up video games for you guys to play <33

and he secretly lets you win every time

if you don’t want to eat or drink anything he’ll use puppy-dog eyes to trick you into doing it lol

“please babe 🥺 just eat a little bit 🥺🥺 for me 🥺🥺🥺”

and ofc it works every time bc you are Weak for this boy <33

#enhypen headcanons #enhypen reactions #enhypen scenarios #enhypen imagines #enhypen x gender neutral reader #enhypen x reader

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sassyjeankrs · 3 years

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movie dates with the boys

tw : fluff all the way

levi

groans harshly when the sky turns a shade darker and the clouds drizzle

it's the weekend, he's planning on a movie night with his s/o but it's ruined now

he wouldn't want to risk your lives driving on the slippery road, that's the last thing he want

but you are quick to respond

instead of giving up in defeat, you quickly grab the thick blankets and extra pillows you had placed far in the closet. you knew it would come handy one day

you come back to the living room and start piling them on your velvet couch

levi's quick to understand your actions, he places some snacks on the table for you to munch later

tada! you now have a big fortress fit for 2

levi taps his lap, signalling for you to sit on, it's your favourite seat anyways

you rest your head on his chest, eyes capturing every moment of the film but your ears are listening to his steady heartbeats

watching a movie with levi is surprisingly comfy <3

every now and then his one hand would caress your h/c hair, while the other linger around your waist

"I guess the rain isn't so bad after all," you turned to him and say.

while kissing your forehead, he replies "Not that I'm with you."

jean

jean knew that you aren't a fan of horror movie, but proceeds to put it on anyway

you wouldn't dare to say no to him, you'd do anything to make him happy. besides, you wouldn't want to spoil your moment after all

you know the kind of cinema where they offer soft beanbags for couples? yeah he reserved the whole room for both of you

only jean is interested in the movie, you keep yourself busy by munching the large sized popcorn he bought you, your curious eyes once in a while fixated on the screen only to witness gruesome scenes

you finally let out a loud gasp , shocked by what you saw. begrudgingly, you hid your face to the crook of his neck, seeking for protection

"It's okay, honey. I'm here with you," he says, his fingers delicately pushing strands of your hair behind your ears

seeing you scrared, definitely makes him regret his life decisions. "Why did I choose this movie in the first place?," but again, he can feel you link your arm together with his, just so to calm the shiver along your spine

aah, he likes the feeling of needed, especially when you need him, it boosts his ego as your s/o and will definitely think that you can't do anything without him

a naughty idea comes up to his mind to always have you watch horror movies with him so that your clingy side is exposed more often

eren

loud boi

constantly asks you questions

you feel like you're with your grandma instead of with your boyfriend

"WHA-WAIT HE'S NOT DEAD?!"

" Sh!t, you disgusting mf bij"

literally forgets that it's all acting

please prepare a box of tissues, he'll ugly cry every time a sad scene comes up

so you need to hug him tight and whisper him sweet nothings

points his finger at the antagonist and with a pouty face he says, " Y/n promise me you won't turn your back against me like he did"

you couldn't resist his cuteness so you nod, reassuring him that it's not you against him, but you and him against the world

porco

acts like he dislikes your cheesy rom-com picks, but secretly reads novels about them

one time you caught him laying on the floor with a book in his hands, squealing like a child whilst his legs kicking in the air wait does that makes sense i hope it does

"Silly Pokko", you whisper to yourself ans and continue minding your business

would lay his head on your lap for you to run your fingers through his hair when you watch your favourite movies

oh! caress his cheeks too, it makes him feel soft for you :3

fantasises his future with you to be like in the movies, boi a hopeless romanticc

always wanted to slow dance with you in the deep beautiful forest, surrounded by nature, blue birds chirping on love songs where you're the princess and he's your prince charming

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