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ilovebeingaturtle · 1 year
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And just for funsies, a character you probably don't have: Sunita!
AHA!! JOKES ON YOU, SUNITA WAS ONE OF THE FIRST CHARACTERS I MADE FOR MY AU, I ALREADY HAVE HER REFERENCE SHEET!!
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mcdennis · 1 month
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✈️ + 🎶
✈️ — ever traveled anywhere interesting?
i had the opportunity to go to china my freshman year of college! i was in choir and we did a tour there, we were there for like 2 weeks. it was an amazing opportunity and by far the most interesting place i have been. i don't do much traveling honestly. i usually just stay in the midwest
🎶 — favorite song at the moment?
oooogh this is a hard one. i'd have to say the two songs i've been listening to the most recently have been hit eject by the garden and jobless monday by mitski. yes, two very different vibes but they've been my heavy rotation recently
munday asks / personal asks, @violetshades, accepting!
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requiemofrebellion · 5 months
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@deathfavor ― * ― Send me ⚠ to find my muse at the end of a trail of blood.
⚠ ( hanma & kazutora! )
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The night was still, white flakes falling from the cloudy sky above. The ground was covered in white. Each breath Hanma let out he could see clear as day, watching the puff fade quickly into the air. His hands were at his sides, bloodied as he stood over some ‘tough’ guy’s body. He didn’t think the other was dead but probably would be if he didn’t wake up to get out of this cold. Hanma had no intentions on getting the guy out of the cold either, so if he didn’t wake up, it wasn’t on him, he couldn’t care less if he lived or died. 
The crunching of snow behind him caught Hanma’s attention; he looked over his shoulder. Eyes first noticing the droplets of red in the snow, they sure did make quite the trail as they fought. Golden eyes moved up more to see someone approaching them, yet he wasn’t worried at all as he recognized him as soon as he laid eyes on him. Hanma turned to face Kazutora, not giving a damn that his hands were bloody, splatter of blood on his clothes and face. He didn’t care and offered up a warm plated gold smile. 
“ A bit late to the party, Kazutora. ” Hanma stated making a motion with his hands. 
He honestly wasn’t sure what the other was doing out here this late. He was out here to let off some steam and boredom, not caring about the time, not caring about how his body felt a bit cold since he was no longer swinging punches or dodging. He didn’t really mind Kazutora being here though, nor cared that he witnessed him in this state. Kazutora probably saw him bloody and over someone a lot to be honest, he’d be surprised if it bothered the other male. 
“ I was just finishing up here. ” He stepped away from the body he was by and towards Kazutora. “ This guy seemed fun but honestly he was quite the let down in the end. ” Golden orbs only looked back ever so slightly, his smile turning into a quick frown of displeasure, before his smile was back on his face again. A shrug followed and he turned his focus more on Kazutora. 
“ Ah well, what are you gonna do? It’s done now. So, could you not sleep? Out looking for something to keep that mind of yours busy? ” The taller male tilted his head at the other, his demeanor back to being chilled and relaxed.
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goodheartt · 8 months
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@prayertorn sent : [ flowers ] sender gives receiver some flowers. for skunk <3
skunk lets out a soft gasp as the flowers are extended towards him, eyes shining as he looks at the other. "holy shit neighbor !! did y' get these all for me ?? y' didn't have t' do all that." he lets out a small chuckle, eyes shining as he accepts the flowers. "these are so rad, like super fuckin' cool. wow, this is so sweet." he stares at the flowers for a moment longer before looking at her once more. "thank you for these, like seriously."
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butscrewmefirst · 1 year
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@woednesdayaddams sent: ‘ dead is the safest i’ve ever been . ’
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❝ how close to death have you been, darling? truly. ❞
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feminagerie · 2 years
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@murderswrote​ sent a meme: “ i had nothing to do with that. ” ( for alana or bedelia )
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     “ -- you really expect me to believe that? who else would do it? ”
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bakshiis · 14 days
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does your muse consume more caffeine or less caffeine than the average person? how do they typically consume it?
does your muse have a birthmark? if so, where, and what does it look like?
would you say your muse is a risk taker, or do they prefer to play it safe?
does your muse consume more caffeine or less caffeine than the average person? how do they typically consume it?
brad consumes a high amount of caffeine, most days that's all that's really keeping him going. he does enjoy his mochaccino's but he limits himself to having two of those a day, he doesn't want the "empty calories". most of the time he drinks black coffee. he has two cups before work, a mochaccino when he gets to work, and three to four more cups of coffee through out the work day depending on how busy he is. he doesn't sleep very well, so he relies on caffeine to keep him going during the day.
does your muse have a birthmark? if so, where, and what does it look like?
brad doesn't have any birthmarks, but he does have freckles! they are most noticeable on the bridge of his nose and the tops of his cheekbones as well as his shoulders. most of the freckles on his shoulders are covered with tattoos, though.
would you say your muse is a risk taker, or do they prefer to play it safe?
brad is a risk taker but he only takes risks when he fully thinks them through beforehand. he's a very analytical person and likes to fully think over a situation before jumping in head first. he will take risks as long as he fully thinks the situation through and he believes the outcome will be favorable for him.
in depth headcanon questions, @solarisgod, accepting!
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shiiikigami · 8 months
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❛ what are you doing out here by yourself? ❜ (-from 200 random dialogue prompts! hello!)
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megumi turned to look over at the other, and shrugged his shoulders. "it's quiet here. i come here to be alone, sometimes to practice. usually no one else walks all the way out here." the campus was vast, and he often chose the places with the most solitude to work on taming his shikigami, or just to be by himself when the others got to be a little too much. "why are you all the way out here?"
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idolpyre · 10 months
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⠀ ⠀★ @adoranoia sacrificed an offering : [  drape  ]  sender  drapes  their  arm  around  receiver’s  shoulders // saeyoung is very touchy w/ friends so like. c'mere new bestie /lh
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minjun is no stranger to the likes of skinship, having been the older brother of two much younger siblings and then the eldest among a group of rowdy boys — needless to say, he's used to being treated as a human jungle gym. he doesn't shy away from it, or at least he wouldn't usually.
but things are different now, minjun's always on edge even when things seem safe. will they ever really be safe again ? the feeling of being watched at all times lays over him like a stuffy blanket, suffocating him in the little downtime the survivor has on his side.
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when saeyong drapes an arm over his shoulder, the idol practically jumps out of his skin, fight or flight activated almost immediately. though he does relax almost immediately, his blood continues to thrum beneath his veins with fried nerves. ❝ jesus, you scared me ! ❞ minjun places his hand over his chest, offering the other survivor a toothy grin.
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mcdennis · 1 month
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what's ur fav obscure cheese
i think my favorite obscure cheese is going to have to be holiday cheer by blakesville creamery.
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not really sure how obscure it is, but it's a bit out of the ordinary for a goat milk cheese. texture is similar to a chevre but they press a bit more of the moisture out of it so it's a little more crumbly. it's got a layer of orange zest in the middle and is wrapped in brandy soaked cherry leaves. it's so fucking good, like cheesecake almost but there's no added sugars. it is only available during november and december and i always buy a ton of it when we get it in the shop. / @joscribbles
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mouschiwrites · 2 months
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the creeps!!
how about... creeps x reader who is having a ptsd response due to something/someone from their before life?
your choice!
EEE thank you for giving me a little freedom with this one hehe, you're a doll <33 (hope these are okay; I realize these aren't exactly "comforting" but these guys are messed up,, I don't think you can really expect comfort from them lol)
!!TW!! for depiction/mention of PTSD! Proceed with caution lovelies!!
Creepypasta/MH: How They React When Your PTSD is Triggered
Characters: Jeff the Killer, Clockwork, Jane the Killer, "Ticci" Toby, Tim/Masky
Jeff the Killer
I'm going to be so real with you, his first response is not going to be to comfort you
He is going to kill whoever triggered you, or burn it if it's not a person
You can try to stop him, but he's not going to
Honestly he might lowkey be making it worse, doing it right there and then with you watching
Well, he'll probably tell you to close your eyes and plug your ears first
(But if you want to participate, he'll just say: "let me do this for you, babe.")
All you'll know is that one minute it's/they're there, and the next Jeff is taking you by the shoulders and leading you away quickly
Just ignore the char/blood on his hoodie
He'll ask if you want to talk about it while you're walking
If you decline he'll ask again when you're back home
While he doesn't really need a reason to kill for you, he still wants to know what that scumbag did (or just what happened)
If you're mad at him for what he did, he's not going to care
In his eyes, he did the right thing, and he's not going to apologize for it
Anything that hurts his love deserves to perish, if not for their sake then for his
He can't stand the thought of someone/something that makes you unhappy existing in this world
If you ever stress about it again, he will actually focus on you, holding you, consoling you by repeating "they're/it's gone, they/it won't hurt you anymore..."
There's an eerie smugness to his voice as he says it...
Clockwork
I feel like you guys would've already talked about your trauma
She's prone to attacks too, so it was a mutual discussion about triggers/what helps/what doesn't
So she knows exactly what's going on when you're triggered
Her first concern is you, trying to quell the attack before it gets too bad
She'll do something you told her helps ASAP
It'll make her feel better if you let her stay with you, but she understands if you need space
What she'd really like is to hold your hand and get your mind off of it by talking about something else
She'd be fine if she was the only one talking
Just as long as you're showing signs of improvement
When the attack is over, she'll give you time to process it
But eventually she will want to bring it up again
Specifically, she wants to make plans to... uh... "eliminate" the thing that triggered you
And those plans will be vividly detailed
If you don't want to take part in that, she'll make them (and execute them) herself
She just thought you'd wanna take part; I mean, it's how she """solved""" her trauma
She won't follow through if you explicitly tell her not to, but otherwise she operates under the assumption that this is a plan, not a fantasy
When you have another attack, she won't talk about how it/they can't hurt you anymore; she'll just focus on doing the things you said helped
Jane the Killer
She's pretty good at observing people, so I think she'd be able to sense your attack early on
Even if she doesn't know about your PTSD
The first thing she does is remove you from the situation, wrapping an arm around you and rushing away
She sends the meanest scowl to anyone who looks at you funny while you go
Then she focuses on grounding you; she's not too good with feelings, but she's logical enough to try and figure something out to help you
She won't talk much; just an occasional "breathe with me" or "focus on me" while she holds your hands and maintains eye contact
It doesn't show but she's actually so nervous, she has no idea if she's really helping you
She'll be right there with you through the worst of it, and she'll be there if you want to talk after
She will want to know what caused it, if she hasn't figured it out already
I honestly don't think she'll want to "eliminate" it/them
But she will talk the nastiest, goriest, most illegal shit about it/them
She gets all giddy when you grin about it too; internally she's going yeah!! made them smile!! (happy dance)
She'll try not to bring it up intentionally, but whenever it does come up she makes sure to express her strong distaste
If you ever actually want to... take care of things, she'll help with the cleanup, but she'll want you to have the satisfaction of planning and doing it yourself
I mean, she dreams of having that satisfaction herself (looks at Jeff)
Regardless of whether or not you want to do something illegal, ultimately she respects that it's your trauma and you get to deal with it however you like
"Ticci" Toby
Murder. Arson.
Literally his knee-jerk reaction
He just looks between you and the suspected trigger, points a thumb in its direction and says: "Want me to kill that guy/light that thing up?"
If you say yes he'll do it straight away; he doesn't care who's watching
He'll ask if you want to help first though ofc
Then he'll run away giggling like a second grader, grabbing your hand on the way
When you slow down he sighs satisfactorily, saying how fun that was
If you're still distressed (or if you refused his earlier offer), he finally takes notice of your emotions
He'll ask you quite bluntly what's wrong
When you explain it to him, he just nods solemnly
He knows from experience that having a rough past sucks, so he understands completely
If you haven't already he suggests that you "take care of it"
But if you agreed to murder/arson earlier he just grins again and says "Well then it's good that we did that back there!"
If you ever have an attack again he'll either remind you that the thing/person is gone, or he'll nag you about "taking care of it"
He'll begrudgingly put an arm around you though when you don't immediately calm down
He might offer you something to fidget with, too; that always helps him when he's anxious
Just try not to be too alarmed when it's a box cutter or a butterfly knife or something weird that he puts in your hand
Tim/Masky
I feel like he'd be a little awkward when you start to panic
He'll panic a little too, asking what's wrong and if/how he can help
He'll do anything you say, but if you're unable to respond he just puts his arm around your shoulders and takes you into another room
He'll hug you against him, patting your back awkwardly while you process the attack
He doesn't know what else to do :(
He probably realizes what's happening after a few minutes, and he only gets more awkward when that happens
He sucks at dealing with his own trauma; he is literally the worst person for you to be with right now
At least that's what he thinks
When you start to calm down he asks if you want to talk about it, but then immediately curses himself for asking such a stupid question (he doesn't even want to talk about his trauma; why should anyone else? (just his thoughts))
If you do want to talk it turns into a very deep and candid discussion in which you both open up a bit
He'll ask if there's anything that helps at all
Honestly he's asking for you as much as himself; he'd love to try anything that works for you
I don't think he'd suggest or condone killing/destroying the trigger; from his experience that just brings more issues
He'll basically just tell you "yeah, it sucks, and we just have to deal. Which sucks times two."
Very helpful, thank you Tim 👍
At least he always holds you whenever you have an attack <3
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Thank you so much for this request!! And thanks for reading, take care sweethearts <33
(divider by saradika)
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hotpinkstars · 2 months
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Can I make a request for a s/o that likes to give forehead kisses for the characters Shenhe/Eula/Yelan?
-> forehead kisses
synopsis -> their s/o loves to give them forehead kisses.
warnings -> none! complete and total fluff.
a/n -> i screamed when i saw yelan i love yelan so so much eee this was so so fun to write thanks for sending this in!!
w/c -> 1.2k
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-> shenhe
shenhe doesn’t mind your affection one bit, but she sure isn’t used to it.
the first time you gave her a little peck on the forehead, she was taken off guard. though, this was the first time your lips have ever come into contact with something besides her cheek or her mouth.
she seriously thought that there couldn’t be any other ways to kiss someone besides the cheek and lips. how many forms of affection exactly are there?
you walked into your home to find shenhe sitting at the kitchen table, finishing up her lunch. you greet her usually, but this time, your kiss landed right on her forehead. she froze before looking up at you semi-puzzled. 
“what was that for?” she asked, before clearing her throat. “i know it was a kiss, but you usually just kiss me on the cheek or the lips.”
you laughed a little before taking her empty plate to the sink, proceeding to wet a sponge and wipe any residue off the plate before tossing it into the dishwasher. “just felt like trying something new, is all.”
she nodded, making a mental note in the back of her mind that this may become a normalized thing. 
and that it did!
it seemed like every single opportunity you got, your kisses hit her forehead. before bed, it was a kiss to the forehead and then the lips. when you woke up, a kiss to the forehead. the cheek kisses have been discarded somewhere, but you both can barely remember they existed at this rate.
the only time she draws the line is when you’re in public, around a swarm of people. if it’s a secluded area in the harbor, where there's only a few fisherman and some millelith, different story. although, theres not too many of those times, because liyue can get packed tight, especially at night.
the city is so super gorgeous, and even better when it’s illuminated by all of the glimmering lights from the surrounding buildings, keeping shops open until later hours on the weekends. she’d get too flustered in a crowd like that, and would politely request you to not do that anymore if you found out by accidentally doing it.
-> eula
she love love loves forehead kisses, but she’s too shy to admit it.
the first time you stumbled upon this realization was when you kissed her forehead before she left for work. considering how much you enjoyed them, you didn’t expect her to be the one with the red blush creeping up her cheekbones. if you were to tease her of it, she’d deny it and probably dart out the door of embarrassment. but, that may not always be the case, knowing eula. 
“alright eula, you’re all set, have a good day and stay safe,” you straighten her tie before leaning up to kiss her forehead. usually, she’d get a hug from you, or the occasional kiss on the lips. but she sure wasn’t expecting this. “are we still on for dinner tonight?”
eula tried to cover her face with one hand, but quickly realized it was too noticeable. hell, she’d be surprised if you haven’t already noticed her hiding her blush. “yes, of course we are. five o’clock tonight at good hunter, right?” she smiled, walking up to the door and twisting the knob before stopping her motions. “i will be safe. you can ensure that i will be back in one piece.”
you laughed, shoo-ing her off in an affectionate way. “go off to work now, and i’ll see you tonight.”
bullseye, you found her weakness!
she kept a cool pretty well, you thought as you closed the door. but you could totally see the natural blush peeking through her foundation. considering you also knew that she doesn’t wear artificial blush, only mascara, foundation, concealer, lipstick, and some light eyeshadow. and even that routine is pushing it.
you continue to do it more often, and she eventually eases up and gets used to it. it seems like that's the only way you kiss her, but she’s not complaining. 
she doesn’t really care where you kiss her like that at, but she’ll tell you to cut it out if it's in public. she always dances around that sentence with a sarcastic tone, so you know she’s not serious. but you do know that she has her boundaries, and she’d rather not tell the whole mondstadt population that you’re her significant other. not like she’s embarrassed, she’d just rather keep you safe, due to the backlash she sometimes faces from her status in the lawrence clan. 
she might even perform the action right back to you! because she likes it so much, why not see if you do too?
turns out, ya do! now, it’s just an endless battle on who can give more (and better) forehead kisses to the other. 
-> yelan
she enjoys them very much, and she teases you about it to let you know.
the first time you did it, she just chuckled before doing it back. the action seemed to fluster you more than it even phased her, but you swore you could see her ears go a faint shade of pink. 
you two were getting in bed when all of the sudden, you lean over and kiss her forehead. “goodnight babe,” you smile as you tuck yourself under the covers, yelan having a smirk plastered on her face.
she leans down and kisses you on your forehead, and then your lips, and then both cheeks. “goodnight, y/n. i love you,” she breathes, chuckling at how much her gesture seemed to catch you off guard. 
as you turned out the lights, you couldn’t stop thinking about it. but you both equally enjoyed it, so why not continue to do it?
you liked to sneak up behind her and just… come out of nowhere. she always happens to know you’re there, but she won’t tell you that. she lets you have your fun, and if it makes you happy, it makes her happy. and you always get to give her that quick little forehead peck, which she loves oh so dearly, and it usually turns into a long hug or a steamy makeout session. 
but in all seriousness, she enjoys it when you do it. there was once a time where she requested you to put some blue lipstick on your lips and kiss her smack in the middle of her forehead. she went out that night to gamble, with the blue mark still on her forehead (????) you were incredibly confused, but you just shrugged it off. 
when it’s just the two of you playing a game, maybe blackjack or poker (just for reference), she’ll give you a kiss on your forehead in return for trying. if you manage to beat her, she’ll beg with her eyes for that forehead kiss back in return. she gives them to you back, so it's only fair!
she normally gives you kisses on the lips, but considering how much you truly love forehead kisses, she stopped demanding lip ones out of you, and let you do your own thing.
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kilibaggins · 4 months
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ONE MORE ONE MORE THIS ONE I JUST HAD TO
can i get ''I could keep you safe. They're all afraid of me.'' with Bucky too please?
My Knight | Bucky Barnes
Summary: Reader has some issues with her coworkers not doing their job how they should, and Bucky has a perfect plan that Reader... Doesn't agree with.
A/N: EEE thank you again fro the requests and again feel free to send as many as you'd like ! love writing these AHHH. anyway, i know i might have stretched the prompt a little bit since reader actually isn't in danger so bucky won't be "keeping them safe" but i used it loosely and imagines bucky is trying to exaggerate a little.
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"You know," Bucky says conversationally after just witnessing you barge through the front door and into the apartment. You slam your stuff down onto the couch and look at him, calming down instantly in his presence. "I could keep you safe. They're all afraid of me."
"I don't need rescuing from my coworkers." You argue, opening your bag and pulling out your notebook and throwing it on the table in front of the couch. You sit down and stare at the empty page. You have to write a report for your boss and since your computer broke this is what you have to work with.
"I'm just saying, they're all scared. I could just… Waltz in there," Bucky starts, sitting next to you and wrapping his arm around your shoulder, "And show them that nobody messes with my doll."
"Your doll, huh?" You ask, smirking. "I belong to you now, is that right?"
"Hmm.. Maybe a little," He jokes, lenaing forward and kisses him gently. He pulls back and looks at you seriously. "Actually, though. If you need me, I'm here. I can get them to stop screwing around and actually do their job so your boss stops throwing it all at you."
"I love you." You say. Bucky huffs and kisses the corner of your mouth.
"You gonna let me?"
"No." You say gently. He groans and leans back against the back of the couch.
"I hate seeing you upset." He admits. You frown and sigh.
"They're gonna be off the job soon, anyway. I promise, it's fine." You say, smiling gently. Bucky thinks for a minute his tongue slightly poking out of his lips and you smile at the sight.
"Fine. The offer is always up for grabs though. All I gotta do is pull this baby out," He says, patting his left arm, "And we're all set."
"My knight." You joke. He laughs and leans forward, kissing you again. "I gotta get this done."
"I'll make dinner." Bucky says, standing up. "But when it's done you have to stop working and eat with me!"
"Got it." You say, laughing. "Thank you."
"'Course, doll."
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jaeyunverse · 2 years
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the perks of having a hot best friend (teaser)
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PAIRING(S) | lee jeno x fem!reader
GENRE(S) | fluff, mild angst, crack, best friends to lovers, mutual pining + more to be added as i write!
EST. WORD COUNT | around 10k  
WARNING(S) | profanity, jeno is cocky and annoying but mc loves him regardless, he’s also shirtless in a scene so that makes mc love him more, this is hella self-indulgent + all warnings to be included in full fic!!!!  
SUMMARY | having a hot best friend is nice until you start getting butterflies in your stomach every single time you look at them.
TAGLIST | @notbeforelong​ @w3bqrl​ @rikiflowers​ @mochisnlix​ @allorysayshi​ @hiqhkey​ @angel-hyuckie​ @markleeisdabestdrug​ @j4kesworld​ @timetoten​ @vantxx95​ @sweetjaemss​ @bigtittietoji​ @ahnneyong​ @iwonzzi​ @sunshine-skz​ @baekhyunstruly​ @ja4hyvn​ @centheodd​ @ily-cuz-i​ @jeongyeon27​ @kdyism​ @keemburley @iioyous @n0hyuck @luvenshiti @pckeia @donutswithjaminthemiddle @mosviqu @deobitiful @jeonnyread @h1acynth @pjofics @venusprada @matchahyuck @tbzussy @babyksworld @kae-t-eee @bockhyun @rbf-aceu @ablackbtsstan @tamakofever @naemakkuri @sadgirlroo @fariylixie0915 @pradagukkie @babyjenono @hibernatinghamster @jaemnationnn @variety-is-the-joy-of-life @bustedneos send an ask or comment to be added!
AUTHOR’S NOTE | hi!!!! i am deep in my jeno brainrot as always :”) i hope this fic (whenever it comes out) helps you realise you are in love with jeno because you ARE no one can escape that man and you’re lying to yourself if you think he doesn’t affect you!!!! LOL just kidding (i’m being completely srs). also a few paragraphs have been cut from this extract so some stuff might not make sense right away and i probably should have mentioned this at the start of the note but JENO
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02) hugs always make you feel warm and safe thanks to all the beef underneath
“Why do we need such a big bottle of Sprite?”
“Party at my place this weekend. There’s a discount so I’m buying in advance.”
You frowned. “Shouldn’t you be stocking up on booze?”
“The guys said I have an alcohol addiction,” Jeno said, getting in line at the billing counter. “Which is, like, totally untrue but you know I never back down from a challenge. I’m going to prove them wrong by staying sober for two weeks.”
“Sure,” you snorted. “You just find lame loopholes or cheat when no one’s looking.”
A sly grin took form on Jeno’s lips. He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and drawled, “I know what you do when no one’s looking.”
“Really?” You feigned a gasp. “You know I sneak over to your house and steal your food when you’re not there?”
His smile dropped immediately. “Wait, what? That’s you? Not Hyuck?”
“The food thief is me but the one stealing your sheet masks is Hyuck,” you admitted.
“He steals my masks?! The ones I buy are expensive as fuck!” Jeno exclaimed, betrayal seeping into his features. His hands fell to his side and his eyes turned distant. “I can’t believe he’s been gaslighting me into thinking I do an extra round of skin care when I’m drunk.”
You giggled and pushed the shopping cart forward once the person in front of you was done. Placing the contents one by one on the billing counter for the cashier to scan, you revealed, “Hyuck saw me raiding your pantry when you were at the gym. He used that as leverage against me for weeks before I saw him stealing your sheet masks and was able to finally strike a deal—he turns a blind eye to my robberies and I turn a blind eye to his.”
“Why’d you team up with him?” Jeno pouted. “I thought we were best friends.”
You laughed incredulously. “Seriously? That’s what you’re focusing on? Not the part where Hyuck and I used your stuff without asking?”
“Well, yeah, I’m pissed you used my shit. But I guess I’m just a little more bothered that you guys teamed up,” Jeno said and shrugged, fetching his wallet from the back pocket of his jeans. “Because, you know, it has always been our thing.”
You raised an eyebrow, slightly amused by how he was beating around the bush. “Are you saying you wanna team up with me to get back at Hyuck?”
Jeno grinned. “I’m gonna screw over that motherfucker so bad. You get off the hook, though, because you’re cute and I need your help.”
“You’re impossible.” You huffed and shook your head. Taking the bag of groceries, you said to him, “Text me my share and I’ll Venmo the money to you.”
“You could buy me an ice-cream instead.”
“No,” you denied immediately. “We’re not wasting time on ice-cream. Massage and then straight home so I can pick up my study material and we can leave for the library.”
Thankfully, Jeno didn’t protest. He drove you to your apartment complex and waited for you while you packed your bag. Then, the two of you were off to the massage place.
An hour later, you were done and forced to admit that the massage had indeed helped you. It felt like all the stress had left your body. Thinking about the final didn’t make you want to cry anymore and things were actually looking up now that you were rested.
You were able to retain the knowledge better and it was easier to understand the concepts. Jeno quizzed you and provided you with an endless supply of coffee throughout the night.
Right before lunch the next day, however, the panic resurfaced as you were revising your syllabus for the last time before your final at 3. You couldn’t seem to remember anything you had studied the previous night.
You could feel another breakdown coming, but before you could hyperventilate, Jeno had scooped you up in his arms.
You hadn’t even realised when he’d come back from picking up your food. One minute, you were trying to control your breath and the next, your face was buried in his hard chest.
You held onto his shirt as his hands rubbed soothing circles on your back and he rocked you from side to side.
“Shh, don’t cry,” he mumbled and kissed the top of your head. “You’re gonna ace the final like you always do. You were able to answer all the quiz questions so remember that you are prepared. The pre-exam anxiety is just clouding your thoughts. Everything’s gonna come back to you when you sit down to write, alright?”
Nodding, you clenched your eyes shut and bit down on your lip to keep a sob from escaping. Jeno’s presence kept acting like a tether for you. It always had.
Maybe he was right about the final. Maybe he wasn’t. But at that moment, engulfed in his warm, safe embrace, it felt like everything was going to be okay.
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sp1rit-realm · 6 months
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༻¨*:· 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐓 ·:*¨༺
༻¨*:· summary ·:*¨༺ you hate remus lupin, and he hates you. what happens when you get stuck in a lift together?
༻¨*:· notes ·:*¨༺ 𖦹 IOU!!!!! 𖦹 enemies to ?? 𖦹 fem!reader 𖦹 guys srry this is so short :< 𖦹 BUT biiiiig progress is about to be made in the next chapter 𖦹 also thank you all for waiting so so long for this. lobe u all <33 𖦹 i did not proofread this bc i'm lazy ⎝(ˊᗜˋ)⎠
𖦹 taglist form!!! (hopefully this one works ToT)
༻¨*:· word count ·:*¨༺ 𖦹 613
masterlist / breather << pt. 10 -- IOU >> wedding
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"Happy one-month anniversary!" Remus walks up to you, and you look at him with a puzzled expression.
"Anniversary?"
"We've been friends for a month!" In his stretched-out hand is a flower. Your favorite kind.
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"They're my favorite flower," You sighed dreamily, staring at the vase in the hotel lobby.
"Yeah?" He asks with a flushed face—he's had a couple too many drinks.
"Yeah. There's something so beautiful about them. I can't quite put my finger on it."
"There doesn't need to be a reason," He slurs, "You can just love them because they're lovely." 
"I suppose I can," You shrug.
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"I remember you said they were your favorite," He rubs the back of his neck, "And I wanted to celebrate."
"Thank you, Remus." You smile, and he blushes when your fingertips brush as you grab the flower.
"You see those two?" Sirius whispers to Harry, who intently watches him with big, green eyes, "They're friends now. For the past month, they've been friends. They even hung out once by themselves." Harry smiles and claps, squealing with joy. It catches your attention, and you walk over to the young baby.
"Oh, someone's happy," You coo, ruffing up his hair, "So smiley!" You pinch his cheeks.
"Stop trying to steal him from me!" Sirius whines. 
"I'm not stealing him from you," You turn back to Harry, "I'm just showing him all the love he deserves," You tear up when he stares into your eyes. Just such a precious baby born from love and care. You hope it will be the same way when you have a baby. And then you realize that you're still young, and you have nobody to have a baby with, and you shouldn't be having these thoughts right now!
But then you look back into his eyes, and he giggles and reaches in your direction. He wants to be held. Sirius swoops him up before you can, "That's enough of that!" He sneers, "Harry is mine, not yours."
"He's actually mine." Lily smiles as she walks up to her boy. "Hello," She coos, "Who's the cutest in the world?" She asks, taking her child from Sirius's hands, "You are!" She boops him on the nose, and Harry giggles.
"You find that funny?" She asks, tapping his nose again. He giggles harder, and you swear he's the happiest baby in the entire world.
"He's cute, isn't he?" 
The voice sends a shiver down your spine, "You scared me!" You playfully hit Remus on his shoulder.
"Sorry," He laughs, "Promise I didn't mean to."
"You're cruel, Lupin."
And he fears he's right back at the start. You're calling him Lupin—you haven't called him Lupin since… since your feud.
But then you smile at him, and he swears it's like the sun is shining in his face; he is blinded by your beauty, and he knows you're joking.
"Got you a little scared there, did I, Remus?"
"You say my name so nice." He breathes out.
"Remus," You test, and he sighs, "I have a question for you."
"Shoot."
"I'm going to use my 'IOU,' okay?"
Remus nods, "Lay it on me."
"Will you be my date to Marly and Cas's wedding?"
"Uh..." Remus's hand goes to the back of his head, and as he scratches, he feels his heart explode. Yes, he will be your date for a wedding. He will be your date anywhere, anytime.
"It's okay if not," You scramble out, "I understand."
"No! No, I'll be your date," He smiles gently, "I'd love to be your date."
"Really?" You smile, and Remus swears you've illuminated the room.
"Of course."
"They are in love," Lily whispers to Harry, who nods importantly.
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again, sorry this is so short, but i promise next one is going to have some big stuff!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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kaydenverse · 1 year
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a/n: ohmygod the ghost blurb did numbers im happy eee! thank you so much!! here’s something else i just thought of, i tried a new format style I’m trying to get back into relearning how to use tumblr again (and get back into the swing of writing it’s been… a minute) do give me a sec to figure it out lmaO also send requests or your headcanons on task force 141 if you’d like!
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ghost going non-verbal after really intense missions and gets a little clingy with soap during this time.
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the first time ghost did this, soap is a tad confused but he doesn’t question it. he’s pretty quick to catch onto the things that ghosts needs or wants during this time.
ghost trusts soap the most during this vulnerable time period. not that he doesn’t trust the rest of the task force when he’s non-verbal, it’s just that soap gets it ya know?
ghost silently following soap around once the two get back on base as they strip off their tactical gear and head to debrief.
soap will ask ghost a question and when ghost doesn’t respond, soap just smiles a little, pats his friend’s (they are more than friends but don’t realize it yet) shoulder, and mutters. “tas alright, take as long as you need.”
it makes ghost just a little (a lot) giddy. he feels safe and understood.
anything ghost needs to say, soap has this talent of just knowing before ghost even attempts to write it down somewhere.
“anything to add, ghost?” price turns towards the masked man.
ghost simply looks at the scottish man sitting next to him as he drums his gloved fingers on the arm of his chair.
soap barely looks out of the corner of his eye before he snorts, his lips tugging up into a smile, and says “he said can we please wrap this bloody meeting up, he’s tired.” ghost nods in agreement and price just stares at the two, baffled while gaz barks out a laugh.
“i’d have to agree with him.” soap grins
depending on how intense the mission was, ghost can be silent for a few hours or sometimes a few days but soap still remains patient and helps ghost whenever he can.
sometimes ghost will even stay with soap on their days off after missions at soap’s house and that leads to ghost flying through soaps sticky notes until he’s verbal again.
soap spends an abnormal amount on sticky notes for this reason. he even goes out of his way to get a few nice pens for him.
ghost doesn’t know but soap keeps a lot of the sticky notes and pieces of paper that have ghost’s shitty handwriting sprawled across them. soap’s favorite one says “fuck you.” with a little heart drawn next to the words.
when ghost speaks again, soap is always caught off guard. ghost finds this incredibly amusing.
soap stands in his kitchen, humming softly to himself as he flips the grilled cheese he’s making for himself. well, he already made himself that sits on a nearby plate. this one was for ghost who had walked into the living room where soap was, reached over the back of the couch, and slapped a sticky note that read “i’m hungry” onto the shorter man’s forehead before leaving the room immediately after.
“you’re out of laundry detergent.” a deep british voice speaks and soap’s soul nearly leaves his body as he says various swears in his heavy scottish accent.
“for fuck’s sake, simon! make yourself known when you enter a room!” soap whips around to find ghost standing at the counter with his hands shoved in his sweatpants pockets.
it’s been about two days since soap had last heard the man speak. soap buries the thought of having missed his teammates voice before it has the chance to fluster him but he can’t stop his warm smile in time.
ghost shrugs and soap catches the amusement in the other man’s eyes through the mask.
“you just need to just be more aware, sergeant.”
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MY BOYS, MY PRECIOUS BOOYYSS
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