#Aure's Masterlist

[tarotwithavi]

How do people see you/your energy? Pt2

Read pt 1 here

How to choose a pile?

Close your eyes and take a deep breath and ask the angels to show you the right pile for you and open your eyes. The first pile that catches your attention is the right pile for you.

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Pile 4

Hello! Pile 4 and welcome to your reading. People view you as someone they have known in the past. What I mean by that statement is you may remind people of people from their past, maybe a friend, lover or a family member. I am also getting the message that you give people a sense of nostalgia. You remind them of their childhood or their past like people may view themselves in you or the people they are close with in you. You may also resonate with pile 2 or 3. Another message I'm getting he said you are like a wake up call to others. When people meet you for the first time they just seem to have a new perception of reality and a new perception of the world around them. It's like meeting you is almost like a spiritual awakening to others in a sense that when people meet you they understand how wrong they have been about the world, about others and about themselves. People see you as someone who can make them understand themselves better, sometimes people may want to be in your presence just because they can learn something new from you. Another message I'm getting is that people get really creative ideas in your presence. It's either that you inspire them to follow their heart and their passion or they get inspired by you by your existence by the way you handle your situations. People view you as someone who is really smart, someone who knows all of things. They see you assemble who has a lot of experiences. I am also getting that they may view your energy as ancient; they may feel that you are an old soul. People view you as someone who is really pure. They view you as someone who has a great judge of character. You can just look at someone or talk to someone for the first time and you will know exactly what kind of person they are. People view you as someone who has left a lot of relationships or they see you as someone who will not think twice before cutting you off. People see you as someone who values actions more than words. You are the “show your love with your actions not your words” kind of person and people respect that because let's be honest, you can't just trust words in this generation. Sometimes you may remind others of rabbits. You may have Bunny teeth or bambi eyes. Some of you may have ketu in the 1st house/Rahu in the 7th house.

Pile 5

Welcome to your reading pile 5! I see that you are someone who has a lot of responsibilities or a lot of things going on in their life and others can feel that you are going through a lot. When you are stressed out even if you don't say anything others can just feel that. People view you as somebody who is really logical and rational. People may find your energy a bit reserved and held back because I see that you do not communicate with people easily. You have your walls around you, you always have your guard up while talking to others so people can feel that there is a boundary between you and them and that they shouldn't cross this boundary. I also see that people may find your energy a bit Apathetic aur they feel as if you are emotionless. However on the other side people see you as someone who likes learning, someone who is always learning something new, somebody who has their nose buried in their books. Sometimes they see you as someone who would rather be surrounded by books than people. People see you as someone who has a really balanced life. They see you as someone who has great managerial skills. People see you as someone who is not afraid to stand up for themselves and what they believe in. And this is funny but I am getting the message that people don't want to get in an argument with you because they know that they won't win against you. You give logical answers. Sometimes people feel as if they cannot share their problems with you because you won't give them emotional stability, you won't understand their emotions, rather you would give them logical solutions to their problems and they don't want that, they want empathy. People see you as walking Karma and they feel as if they cannot lie to you, they cannot betray you because a day will get instant results. I also see that people find your energy enchanting but scary at the same time. You give off femme fatale vibes doesn't matter if you're a male, female or non binary. You may have air placements especially Libra and Gemini in your big 3. You can be an angel or the Devil depending on that situation lol. People feel as if you have dual sides to you. Sometimes people may feel as if you are being fake or that you are not showing the true you. But that's just for some.

Pile 6

Hello pile 6! And welcome to your reading. So the very first message I'm getting is that people see you as somebody who talks a lot now. Maybe in a sense that you are really passionate about the things in life and you always have something to say about something. You may read a lot of articles, newspapers. You always have information about what is going on around the world. Another message I'm getting is that you come off as someone who has been through a lot of betrayals and a lot of heartbreaks. Your energy comes off as wounded. I think you may need to work on yourself specially you need to work on your abandonment issue. People see you as someone who is also really creative, someone who can turn challenging situations into happy situations. You are also really emotionally mature and you know how to handle different situations. You know exactly what to say and how to say it to make people understand your point. Another message on getting is that people see you as someone who has multiple sources of income, or somebody who can earn money through a lot of different sources. I see the people see you are someone who has an entrepreneur persona. I see that you may be going through some sort of rebirth right now. That no matter how difficult your situation may be you always come back as a phoenix. You are someone who is always looking at the brighter side of Life and people really admire this side of you. People really admire how you can be positive after all that you have been through. People see you as someone who is really strong both mentally and physically because it takes a lot of courage to remain kind, cheerful and positive in life. But sometimes people may see you as someone who looks at the world through rose tinted glasses. You may have mercury in the 10th house or 1st house or in Capricorn. People also see you as someone who is really sharp, someone who can look through your lies. You may remind people of an eagle or you may wear prescribed glasses. You are like a Lotus, if you know Lotus it is a really beautiful flower that blooms in mud. No matter how bad your surroundings may be, how bad your past may be, you'll always bloom like a beautiful flower. Brown may be significant for you.

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[its-vannah]

Question...? | Jacaerys x Reader

A/N: I absolutely loved writing this, to the point that there's another authors note at the end. Love y'all! Enjoy!

Warnings: Arranged marriage, mentions of infidelity, use of the words "whore" and "prostitute", unhappy bethrothal, angst, fluff

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Before arriving at Dragonstone, your sister took you aside and sat you down in your chambers, smoothing out the front of your dress as if you were still a child in need of constant care.

Taking a deep breath, she sat beside you, placing a hand on your cheek, "My Y/N..."

A small, timid smile appeared on your face. But you wouldn't meet her eyes. You couldn't. A piece of you felt betrayed by what she had done just days prior. Giving your hand away without a word.

By the way

"Before you leave for Dragonstone, there's some things I need to share with you," She explained, "Some things you may not want to hear, but should."

You nodded halfheartedly, "Yes, Aurely?"

Have to say

"The prince will expect certain things from and of you. Things you may not be prepared for."

Shaking your head, you smiled at her, laying your hand atop of hers, "Sister, mother has already been over this. The ceremony, what happens after the ceremony... How fast I need to be with child. I know."

I just may like some explanations

Releasing a shaky breath, your sister shook her head, "No, Y/N, other things. Things mother wouldn't dare share with you."

Raising a brow, your smile faltered, "Is it something bad?"

"It's not good."

You urged her to continue, "Go on."

"It's common for men to take on other women in addition to their wives. Whores, as they're called. They could be noble women, servants, commoners, even prostitutes. Even your closest friends."

Your shoulders fell, "He could be different, Aurely."

She shook her head, "Most men aren't."

"But what about Robert? He treats you well."

She laughed, "He treats his whores better."

Your eyes went wide, "I'm sorry, Aurely, I didn't know."

Fuckin' politics and gender roles

"Everyone knows, they just don't discuss it. Because it's not meant to be discussed. I wish someone had warned me before I was wed, but they didn't. So I'm telling you now. Keep your head up and mouth shut."

"You can't possibly expect me to do that."

Staring into your eyes, she gripped your shoulder, "You will. For the sake of your marriage, you will."

"It isn't much of a marriage without loyalty and trust. How am I supposed to trust my husband when he's sneaking off every night?"

"You're not."

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Your meeting with Prince Jacaerys had gone as expected. Awkwardly.

After introducing yourselves, you took a quiet walk through the garden, the two of you talking about the weather and your families. Nothing terribly personal. Nothing a man would ask his fiance, and nothing a woman would ask hers.

Good girl, sad boy

You couldn't get a good read on him. He looked sad, but he had a level of confidence you couldn't match. He was sure of himself, and it showed.

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That night, a ball was planned in honor of your engagement. After spending hours getting ready, your mother making sure everything was in place, the doors into the great hall opened.

Guests piled in, lord's and ladies, nobility, and knights.

Not long after, you made your entrance, a gentle smile on your face as you moved to sit beside Jacaerys at the long dining table.

She was on your mind

He nodded kindly to you, and for a split second, you thought he was coming around. But the longer the dinner went on, the more you realized that his attention wasn't on you, but the woman at the end of the table.

It was one drink after another

She was dressed in red, the color of blood, and her long dark hair cascaded down her back. She was beautiful. And whenever he caught her eye, he bowed his head and looked away, draining his glass of wine.

With some dickhead guy

Even when the two of you were supposed to be dancing, solely focused on one another, his eyes were glued to her. But she wasn't even looking his way. She was dancing with another. And when she did return his gaze, regret was plastered on her face.

There was something you were missing that had happened between the two of them, but you didn't know what. And you were hesitant to ask. But you had always been curious, and it always got the best of you.

It was only when he stopped dancing all together for a moment that he realized you had followed his gaze. And your heart broke.

Fuckin' situations, circumstances

Pulling away, you excused yourself and quickly exited the hall, ignoring the stares of the people you passed on your way out. This wasn't about them. They weren't a part of this marriage.

Making your way to your guest chambers, you hastily opened the door, closing it softly behind you. You had heard the sounds of slamming doors your whole life—you refused to stop that low.

Just barely yourself together, you could hardly breathe. Struggling to unlace your dress, you spent a few minutes unraveling the string until it hung loosely over your body.

Slipping it off, you were in the middle of untying your corset when you heard a soft tapping at your door.

Hesitant to open it, you inched towards the door, slowly twisting and pulling the handle open to peer out the door.

Standing before you was Prince Jacaerys Velaryon. A look of sadness on his face as he gazed down at you through his lashes, "Lady Y/N, I've come to apologize. May I come in?

"I'm not sure that's appropriate. There'd be talk."

"We're to be wed, there'll be talk regardless."

Accepting his words, you pulled the door open, stepping to the side.

Still standing in your half fastened corset and underdress, you felt bare before him. But according to your mother and sister, he'd see you like this soon enough. So you didn't bother covering up.

"I'm sorry for my actions, my Lady. It was wrong of me to look elsewhere. My attentions should have been solely on you. And from this day on, they will."

You could tell he was sincere, but you had questions. Questions you didn't want to go unanswered.

Can I ask you a question?

"May I ask you something, Prince Jacaerys?"

He nodded, "Please, call me Jace."

Sitting down on the edge of your bed, you pat the spot beside you, "Come, sit."

"I'm not sure this is appropriate."

You raised a brow, "You're already in my chambers unchaperoned, and I am hardly clothed. I think we're past the point of what is and isn't appropriate."

Accepting the truth, he sat beside you, "What would you like to know?"

"Have you ever been in love?"

He shook his head, "I can't answer that."

It's just a question

"But you can. And you will if you wish to earn my respect."

If Aurely could see you know, she'd have your head. But she wasn't here, and neither was your mother.

After a long pause, he nodded, "Yes."

"With the girl—at the ball?"

Half-moon eyes, bad surprise

His head hung in defeat, "Yes."

You shook your head in response, "What's her name?"

Jace's eyes sprung open, "You don't plan on harming her, do you?"

I just may like to have a conversation

"No, Jace, I don't. I just wish to know more about you. You may never love me, and I you, but I want to know what love feels like. Even if I'll never have it."

"Her name is Sara Snow," He said, "She married into a wealthy family. I met her in the gardens of Driftmark."

"Tell me about her."

He glanced over at you, "This doesn't upset you?"

"We're past that point, Jace."

He sighed, "She was beautiful. That was the first thing I noticed about her. Her beauty. She may not have come from a high family, but she was graceful. Around others, at least. She was... Passionate. Born from fire, I used to tell her. She wouldn't take no for an answer."

"How long were you with her?"

"Three years. Whenever I had the chance to be with her, I was. I couldn't stay away. It's like she grabbed me and didn't let go. And I didn't want her to."

You nodded, "When was the last time you were with her?"

Did you realize out of time?

"A day before I found out about our betrothal. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I was unloyal to you."

Miscommunications and I

So your sister had been wrong. About the physical aspect, at least. Emotionally, his heart still yearned for her.

Did you leave her house in the middle of the night?

"How did she take it?"

Did you wish you'd put up more of a fight, oh

He left out a breathy laugh, but he didn't find what he was about to say funny, "She couldn't have cared less. She was wed two days later. I hadn't known she was betrothed."

Do you wish you could still touch her?

"Do you miss her?"

And you're not sure and I don't know

"Yes. No. I think so. Yes. It hurts like hell. But I can't do anything about it. I'm betrothed, she's married. And I honor myself with being loyal."

"I'm sorry, Jacaerys," You said, returning to formalities, "I'm sorry that I'm not Sara Snow."

We had one thing going on

He shook his head, "I'm glad you're not like her."

"In what way?"

I swear that it was something

He sighed, "You're sincere about what you say. You care. And that's easily noticed. It's what will make you a good Queen."

"Thank you, my prince."

The two of you were silent for a moment, and then he turned to you, "It will take time, Y/N, but I don't think I'll harbor love for Sara forever. I think, given time, I will grow to love you not only as a wife, but as a friend. But I need your patience. I'm..."

"Healing?" You finished, finally meeting his eyes.

A sigh of relief washed over him, "My thoughts exactly."

Rising from the bed, he extended a hand to you, "Shall we return to the ball?"

You looked down at your clothes, "I'm not sure it's acceptable to go back as I am."

"I could help you, if you'd like."

"Are you sure?"

Jace picked your gown up off the floor, placing it on the side of the bed, "Certain."

Then what did you do?

He carefully laced up your corset, his fingers gliding a long the ribbons as he criss crossed them, tying it at the bottom.

Turning you to face him, he slipped your gown back over your head, pulling your arms through one at a time before smoothing it down over you.

"Beautiful."

But one thing after another

Your heart fluttered at his comment, but you calmed your nerves, reminding yourself of his words: this will take time.

A color I have searched for since

Gazing up at his brown eyes, his hands stayed at your waist for a moment

Painted all my nights

Your mother had always told you that she found a sense of comfort in deep brown eyes, and until now, you hadn't understood why. But it all made sense now. That color was everything to you from that point on. Because it was his.

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The day of your wedding came, and although there was still a ways to go, you and Jace had come far in your friendship.

'Cause I don't remember who I was before you

Instead of seeking other friends to speak to about everyday topics, you sought out one another, eagerly filling each other in on what happened throughout your days with a smile. Now you were working on building your relationship with each other, which neither of you feared anymore.

So now, as you stood with your finger intertwined, finshing your vows, you accepted your future with Jace gladly.

Did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room

He leaned into kiss you, and you met him halfway, softening in his embrace.

But fifteen seconds later they were clapping too?

The only thing that broke you apart was the eruption of clapping from your guests, who were smiling and raising their glasses to the new couple, the future King and Queen of the seven kingdoms.

Does it feel like everything's just like second best after that meteor strike?

From that point on, you were Jace's sole focus. To him, everything else came after you and your happiness.

(I remember)

Years later, you still remembered what he told you that night.

But tonight

Under the night sky, he looked at you and, tucking a strand of hair behind you ear, smiled, saying, "I think it's happening."

"What is?" You questioned, turning to face him.

Got swept away in the gray

"I'm falling in love with you," He said, "I guess it happened faster than I had planned."

"That's the thing about love, Jace. You can't plan it."

He nodded and, with a smile, leaned into your embrace. Jace had fallen for you, and you for him. That was something that could never be taken away.

That you saw that night

After breaking away, you gazed up at him, "And Jace? I'm falling in love with you, too."

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A/N: In so many books, movies, and shows these days, love is shown as something that happens in an instant. Often times, we expect for love to happen at the snap of a finger. But not all love is instant. In this fic, you and Jace fall for each other slowly, and are still actively falling for each other by the end. As much as I love fast love tropes, it's important to remember that sometimes, the things that take the longest wind up being the best.

Thank you all for your support in this series. It means the world to me to read your comments and see how much y'all are enjoying it. Stay safe and love y'all!

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[ayyy-pee]

Chapter 10 - Forward Flip

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Pairing: Suguru Geto x Female Reader, Choso Kamo x Female Reader

Summary: Important conversations happen. Important decisions are made.

Story Warning: Smut, Vaginal Sex, Toxic Behavior, Jealousy, Jealous Behavior, Oral Sex, Unprotected Sex, Breeding Kink, Creampie, Possessive Sex, Possessive Behavior, Oral Sex

AUTHOR'S NOTE: aur we're coming up on the end of this storyyyy. i just wanted to thank everyone for coming along for the ride and witnessing reader's frustrating journey of growth!!!

next chapter will be the last! (probably idk i lie a lot lmao)

The sound of feet hitting the pavement rings loudly in Suguru’s ears as he rushes forward. His board slams hard against the concrete just as he hops on, kicking his foot forward, speed picking up. He’s been at this for hours, the sun now setting on the skatepark. It was full when he arrived. Now only a few stragglers hang around, everyone else calling it for the day long ago. 

He can’t sit still, though. He can’t go home yet. Not when you’re not returning his calls, his texts, his voicemails. He knows he has no room to be upset. You’ve got every reason to be ignoring him after everything he’s done.

Should he have punched Naoya in the mouth? No. Of course not. But what else was he supposed to do? He couldn’t stand idly by and let that asshole talk about you the way he was. He didn’t regret knocking his teeth in one bit. His only regret was what followed.

He wishes you would just talk to him. Say something, anything . An “okay” text, a thumbs up emoji. Anything at all. That’s why he’s here at the park. He can’t go back home to the silent punishment you’re giving him.

Your silence is killing Suguru. It eats away at him slowly, plants seeds of dread in the back of his mind. He’s been trying to ignore it, but there’s this strange feeling that’s been forming in the pit of his stomach since he was escorted off set. He can’t quite put his finger on it, but something about this feeling doesn’t feel good . 

Besides, it’s not like Suguru was the only one who messed up. Surely you’re as pissed with Choso as you are with him. You must be. What other reason would there be for him to also be at the park right now? Suguru’s gaze flicks over to the other side of the skatepark, to the ramp where a familiar set of pigtails sit atop someone’s head, lips set in a hard line as he stares down at his feet.

Yeah, Suguru knows that look. Pensive, confused, maybe a little pathetic. It’s probably the same look he has on his own face when he’s not completely focused on skating.

Choso’s been at the park just as long as Suguru, if not longer. Probably trying to burn off his tension the same way Suguru is right now. He assumes you’re not returning any of his messages either. And while that gives Suguru just a bit of satisfaction, it doesn’t change the fact that while you’re not speaking to Choso, you’re also not speaking to him . And it only makes that uncomfortable feeling in his gut intensify.

The wind stings, the rush whipping Suguru’s hair messily across his face. His limbs burn with every bend of his knees as he jumps, feet flipping his board beneath him just before he approaches the edge of the bowl. He ignores the discomfort, some twisted part of Suguru telling him he deserves it, that he’s earned the pain. He bends his knees again, slowing just barely before the nose of his board dips over the edge and he dives in, racing down the curve of the bowl. 

He loves this feeling. He loves the sensation of gravity pulling him down so hard it makes his stomach turn. He loves that for a brief moment he feels like he’s escaped his reality, escaped the messes he’s made outside of this concrete bowl, escaped all thoughts of you and the nagging feeling that’s been stirring in his gut since the last time he saw you. He watched you storm off, back turned as you angrily left the set. 

It’s only for a moment that he can forget, but for that moment, Suguru can finally breathe.

Then he’s up, wheels carrying him high above the bowl, high above any of the bullshit that’s waiting for him when he lands again. Up here Suguru grips the side of his board, legs stretching ahead of him as he spins twice just before gravity grabs a hold of him again, yanking him back to reality.

When he’s back on flat ground, riding his board lazily across the pavement to where his belongings are, he’s surprised to see the park is empty, except for Choso, who has now moved on to grinding across the rails. 

Suguru watches Choso curiously for a moment, studies his form and he has to give it to him. He can see why he wins any event he competes in. He can see why you were drawn to Choso, why you’d choose to photograph him. He’s damn good. 

Choso’s on his phone now, brows knitted as his fingers fly across the screen and Suguru can’t help his curiosity. He wants to know who he’s talking to. He has half a mind to cross the park and ask if he’s heard from you. But he won’t. He doubts Choso wants to talk to him of all people. Nothing good has come from them being near each other anyway.

Except for leaving Naoya Zenin with a broken nose and a few loose teeth.

The memory makes Suguru chuckle to himself as he steps off his board to grab his water bottle and phone. Uncapping the bottle, he takes a swig, glancing at his phone. He nearly chokes on the liquid, sputtering when he sees your name at the top of his notification. You’d messaged him just minutes ago.

You: I’m coming over.

Shit.

That odd feeling in Suguru’s gut surges suddenly, clawing its way up his throat and he has to physically swallow to push it back down. Your text brings up a mixture of feelings for him. He’s happy to hear from you, but the tone of your message makes him nervous. His gaze drifts back over to Choso who he can see is back to staring off into space, hands shoved into his pockets and he wonders if it really was you who he had been typing to only moments ago.

He’d be lying if the look on Choso’s face didn’t give him some sense of relief, maybe a little joy. Perhaps you’d come to your senses and finally ended things with him. Maybe you’d realized Suguru was who you should have always chosen. He lets his imagination run wild with the thought of him opening the door and you leaping into his arms, planting a kiss on his lips and telling him you’re so sorry for playing with his heart even after all this time. Even after Suguru realized how he had felt.

Suguru pictures him finally having you to himself, finally treating you how you deserve to be treated, how he should have been treating you all along. He’s the right choice for you. Always has been, always will be. Suguru stares down at your text again, a small smile curling at the corner of his lips. He can’t wait to see you, can’t wait to hear your voice again after being met with nothing but silence from you.

His eyes find Choso again, who has now resumed hitting the rails. Whatever he saw on his phone must have stressed him out even more. Doesn’t matter, though. All Suguru cares about is getting home. It won’t take him long. He’ll definitely get there before you do. And he wants to be ready for you.

Tonight, Suguru will make sure that you know how sorry he is, how much he loves you. And the night will end with you finally being his.

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Your fist lightly taps the door to Suguru’s apartment, hands trembling as you try to calm down. You’re pretty sure anxiety is seeping from your pores as you wait for Suguru to answer. When the day started, you hadn't pictured you’d end up here. You started the day sad, confused and hiding from the world beneath your blankets. 

You’ve ended it with clarity. Even if it took you weeks to get here, you got here. 

It only takes a minute before the door opens, dark eyes meeting yours, framed by damp raven strands hanging loosely around them. He looks relaxed, like he hasn’t got a care in the world. It bothers you because while he’s all calm and collected, you’re absolutely dreading the conversation ahead.

“Hey, I’m glad you came,” Suguru says, cool as ever. He steps aside so you can come in. You take in the familiar sight before you – Suguru holding his apartment door open for you, inviting you inside. Any other day, you may have easily stepped right past him, heart in your throat as you went inside and let him have his way with you. But this time feels different. You don’t miss the way your heart no longer skips a beat seeing him, how your pulse does not race in the slightest as you stand in front of him, how your body essentially has no reaction to him at all.

This is not something you’re used to, being able to just be there with Suguru and not feel your stomach twisting into knots at the sight of him. It’s a strange feeling, really. Seeing Suguru and not being completely under his spell is new, refreshing . It gives you the strength you needed to do what should have been done a long time ago.

“Hey, Suguru.” You shake your head when he gestures for you to come inside again. “That’s okay. This won’t take long.”

Suguru cocks a brow curiously, leaning against the doorframe as he folds his arms over his chest, face twisting into an expression of concern. “Did you want to talk about something?” He asks. 

“Yes.” There’s no use in dragging this out.

He purses his lips, inhaling deeply. “Okay…Can I go first, though? And will you please come inside to talk?”

His next moves are all so obvious now, all too familiar. You want to roll your eyes. You know how this will go before it begins. This is Suguru trying to take control of the conversation before you can steer it the way you intend to. He wants to try and drown out any of your doubts and worries with honeyed words and empty promises. Suguru wants to make you soft for him, wants to make you forget that you came here with a purpose. 

And if not for that dinner with Nanami and Satoru earlier tonight, you fear you may have ended up back at square one the moment you saw the man before you. You may have never opened your mind to who Suguru truly was without their guidance. 

You would have shown up, determined to get Suguru to give you what you’d always wanted from him; commitment to you and you alone, promises, him . And all you would have gotten was his arms circling your waist, a kiss to your temple, to your cheeks, to your nose and then to your lips. Sweet words that held no meaning whispered into your ear. And stupidly, you’d be putty in his hands.

That’s how things used to be.

You stare into Suguru’s pleading eyes, silently begging you to come in. He doesn’t know what all has changed for you in the last few hours. You’re confident enough to feel as though things are finally working in your favor. You are in control here, no matter the setting. 

You fold your arms across your chest. A defensive move. It almost feels like a shield meant to block the inevitable bullshit you know Suguru is about to spew. “Alright. Let’s go inside.”

The moment you step foot in Suguru’s apartment, you almost regret it. You’re a little surprised at the way the familiarity makes you…sad. The confidence you had just seconds before wavers ever so slightly. It’s been a while since you’ve been here. So many memories were made in this place, both good and bad. So many tears shed here, both from pleasure and from pain. And it’ll be likely that the last memory you have of this place will not be a good one.

Suguru immediately moves to the couch, patting the seat next to him. He’s comfortable now, in control. This is his domain, after all. He’s just waiting for you to make the wrong move before he pounces. Judging by the smirk resting on his lips, you know he thinks he’s won the battle before it’s even begun. 

And of course he feels that way. It’s the way it’s been between you two for over a year. The same routine over and over. Suguru acts like he’s giving you the opportunity to say what you need to say, to speak up for yourself, let all of your feelings out so he has time to gather his thoughts and work the situation to his advantage. He’ll say all of the sweet things you want to hear, tell you what he knows you like and then you’ll lose your resolve and fall into his arms.

Old habits are hard to break.

"Clear thinking requires courage rather than intelligence." The last thing Nanami said to you before he opened the door to let you out of his home. “Don’t feel stupid for how long you took to reach this realization. Just…do the right thing now.”

Those words echo in your mind as you take a seat next to Suguru on his couch. Nanami was right. He was right with every point he’d made, and he had made a lot of them. You settle into your seat, making sure to put a good bit of space between you. It makes Suguru furrow his brows, but he doesn’t bother to question it. He wants you to feel comfortable.

You wave your hand, motioning for Suguru to go on. “You said you wanted to go first…so…”

“Right.” Suguru clears his throat as he combs his fingers through his hair, pushing the strands from his eyes. “First off, I owe you an apology for what happened at the shoot the other day. I just–” He leans forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “I just couldn’t sit there and listen to that fucker Naoya talk about you like that for a second longer. Pissed me off. I couldn’t stop myself.” He pauses briefly, eyes glued to the floor as he gathers his thoughts. “I know I had no right to be pissed about this one, but when Naoya mentioned Choso…” You swallow the lump that quickly forms in your throat at the mention of Choso, the way he looked at you the last time you’d spoken and your heart squeezes painfully. “I guess I got more upset having it thrown in my face that you’re still seeing him. I should’ve had more self control,” he continues when you don’t speak. “I ended up ruining your day. And I heard you got suspended from work?”

You nod when Suguru peers over at you, confirming his suspicions. “I did.” 

He gives you a moment, waits for you to say more. You don’t. You want to hear every sorry excuse Suguru has, every apology he owes you. You want to let Suguru get out everything he wants to say before you say what you need to. He doesn’t get to control the narrative anymore.

“Fuck,” Suguru sighs, your name falling quietly from his lips. “I’m really fucking sorry. Obviously I didn’t want that to happen.”

“I would hope not,” you chuckle dryly. Suguru perks up for a second, hearing your laugh before visibly deflating when he hears your next words. “But I guess that wouldn’t be the most fucked up thing you’ve done to me, would it?”

His brows knit together and for some reason, the confused look on his face annoys you. He reaches forward, gently taking your hand in his.

“Hey, if this is about everything else, our relationship –” You cut him off with a scoff, which he promptly ignores as he continues. “Listen, I know I’ve done some fucked up shit. I know I’ve been fucked up and as big an asshole to you as they come and I’m sorry . I don’t know how else to say it. I don’t know how many times you need me to say it to believe me, but I mean it every time I do.”

You pull your hand from his hold, lacing your fingers together in your lap and that strange feeling that’s been forming in Suguru’s belly for the last few days? Well, it’s beginning to grow, spreading rapidly and clawing its way up his throat right now. “I want to believe you, Suguru.” You tell him. Because it’s true. Against your better judgment, you do want to believe Suguru means it every time he utters an apology. Because the least he could do after all the shit he’s put your through is fucking mean it when he says he’s sorry. But you don’t believe him anymore. You don’t believe in him anymore. “You’ve apologized so often, it doesn’t mean anyth –”

“I told you I’d show you I’ve changed,” Suguru quickly interjects, moving from his spot on his couch to kneel before you on the floor. He places his hands over yours, in your lap. “I’ve been trying. I know you see it. I’ve been letting you have your space, do your thing, figure out what you want – who you want without trying to sway you one way or another! I’ve been trying to do more of that boyfriend shit that you’ve been asking for. I haven’t been with anyone since I told you how I felt.” 

He quickly rambles off his list of all the ways he’s been better for you.

And he has been better. You’ll give him that. If only he’d done it sooner. And if only he’d done it because he wanted to. Not because someone encroached on his “territory”. Who’s to say that if you ended things with Choso and went back to Suguru that he wouldn’t go back to his old ways?

Suguru stares intently into your eyes and you’re not sure if it’s panic you see behind his gaze or what, but strangely, it makes you want to laugh in his face. It’s comical, peering down at him before you, desperately trying to get you to see how good he is for you. Is this what you once looked like? Had you really been this pathetic? 

Probably.

You wish you could go back to the past and shake yourself, wake yourself up to the bullshit fed to you by the man on his knees before you. 

“The investigation has been completed and I’m going back to work in a couple weeks. Choso stuck his neck out for me, thankfully.” 

You see the way Suguru tenses when you mention Choso, but he quickly recovers, a wide grin spreading across his face at this news. “That’s great! So you’ll be back at the park to –”

“Suguru.” You hold up a hand, cutting him off. You remove your hands from his hold once again. “I really appreciate the apology. I appreciate you looking out for me at the shoot and standing up for me.” You give him your first genuine smile of the night. “A few months ago, I would have loved to hear you tell me these things. I would’ve loved to have you care so much. I would have believed that you cared as much as you said.”

“I do care as much as I say,” Suguru asserts. You see his hand move, like he wants to reach for you again, but he thinks better of it. He busies himself instead by running tucking his hair behind his ears.

You’re sure Suguru thought it would be as simple as apologizing to you a few times to earn your forgiveness. It’s a little funny, you think. As you sit here and watch Suguru fumble around with his words, nervously fidget with his hair, stare a hole into your head, you suddenly wonder what it was about him that made you put up with all of his bullshit all this time. What has Suguru ever truly given you aside from a headache and a broken heart?

And yet, suddenly he cares so much.

“Why now?” You ask.

“What?” His head tilts to the side, clearly confused by your question.

“Why do you care now ?”

Suguru mutters your name softly, a gentle plea for you to believe him. “I care. I’ve always cared. I would have done the same thing months ago that I did at the shoot. I would have never let Naoya disrespect you like that.”

You can’t help the bitter laugh that escapes you. “Right…” You lift a finger, pointing at Suguru whose eyes widen with your next words. “It’s only okay when you disrespect me.”

“I–”

“What changed?”

“What do you mean?”

Your irritation is beginning to build.

“I mean, what changed for you? You’ve made it clear that you suddenly want to be together, but why? Is it because of how you feel about me? Is it because you see a future together?”

Suguru stays quiet.

“Or is it because of Choso?”

Suguru sighs and you can see the way his jaw ticks as he tries to find his words. 

"Choso…" he says his name like it's dirty. "I can admit that Choso did play a part in me coming to the realization that I want to be with you."

You roll your eyes. "So you only want me now because someone else is giving me what I've been begging for you to give me all this time?"

"No! That's not it. It took seeing you with someone else for me to see that I'm ready to be with you. I'm ready to commit to you."

You fix Suguru with a deadpan look. "...Because you saw someone giving me what I had been asking for you to give me. Now all of a sudden you love me and want to be with me." Suguru reaches for your hands and you pull away, standing from your spot on the couch to put distance between you two. “Do you hear yourself when you talk, Suguru?"

He stands as well. He doesn’t try to get closer, though you can tell by the way he keeps nervously carding his fingers through his hair that he wants to. He breathes your name. “Okay. Okay . I get what you’re saying. I fucked up. I didn’t appreciate a good thing while I had it and yes, it took someone else doing what I should have been for me to open my eyes, but I’m fucking trying! ”

“And it’s too fucking late!” Your voice echoes through Suguru’s living room. Louder than you’d intended, but you’re sick of this shit. Your anger is boiling over, tears burning in the corners of your eyes.

Suguru stares at you in shock, eyes wide. You’ve never raised your voice at him, even at your angriest. But that was the old you. Too quiet, too accepting, loyal to a fault. Not anymore. 

Suguru calls your name again, and for the first time since you’ve met Suguru, you can hear a slight panic in his voice. You can see it in his body language, too. The tension in his jaw, the way his hands are balled into fists at his side, how his lips are pursed tightly together.

“Do you know how many times I stood right here –” you gesture between the two of you. “And asked you how you felt about me? How many times I’d left here hiding my tears after I’d begged you to love me the way that I loved you? And you know what you would tell me?”

He’s silent for once, not bothering with any bullshit reasoning with you. And while you’re grateful, it makes you laugh, a short burst of giggles rushing past your lips.

“Don’t take what I say so seriously when I’m balls deep, babe.” You repeat his words back to him. “ That’s what you would tell me.”

Suguru finally takes a step forward, and you step back. “Baby –”

“No.”

“ Please. ”

“It’s my own fault for putting up with this for so long, honestly. You shouldn’t have to force yourself to change for me just because you see someone else making me happy.”

“I’m not forcing myself to do anything,” Suguru proclaims. He takes another step forward and you take another step back. “Will you just sit down? Just listen to me. I– I’ll do whatever you need me to do to prove it to you.”

“I don’t need you to prove anything to me anymore.”

It’s quiet, the only sounds being the exasperated sigh you let out as you two face each other, staring each other down in the middle of Suguru’s living room. He has nothing to say, not that there’s anything he could say to keep you here.

You move towards the door now, ignoring how Suguru quickly follows after you, keeping a safe distance between you both. As you reach for the doorknob, you glance back at Suguru, who looks like a deer in the headlights, watching you longingly. Like he knows this will be the last time you come here.

Because it absolutely will be the last time.

There are so many more things you want to say to Suguru. You want to say more about how shitty you think he’s been, how you don’t know why you stuck around for so long and let him string you along. But you’ve wasted enough time here. It’s getting later and later by the second and you have somewhere else you want to be, somewhere else you need to be. 

Without another word wasted, you open the door and leave, not bothering to look back.

- - - - - - - -

Your feet dangle loosely over the edge of the deep concrete bowl. The sun has long gone, the moon having risen in its place. But it’s a particularly dark night. You can barely see your shoes as you stare down into what looks like a bottomless pit, the park’s street dim lighting hardly doing anything to illuminate the drop. You wonder how anyone skates here at night. It’s nothing but emptiness, darkness and eerie silence. 

It’s creepy.

It’s also oddly relaxing.

After leaving Suguru’s apartment, you promptly blocked him on all social media. You didn’t need or have any interest in seeing what he had going on in his personal life. But since you often work together, you went ahead and left his phone number unblocked. Though the second you’d made it back to your car, you already had several missed calls and texts from him to which you’d responded with a dry ‘Any messages and calls not pertaining to work will be ignored.’

He hasn’t messaged you since.

It’s been a relief. No more putting up with an asshole, no more being used, no more empty promises. You can finally breathe.

You hear the sound of quiet footsteps slowly approaching you from behind. And while you can’t see who it is, you know. You know by the way your heart skips a beat, the way your pulse races, the way your body reacts immediately in mere anticipation. You don’t need to look back to know who’s coming.

He sits beside you with a quiet groan, long legs dangling over the edge of the skate bowl and swinging in the darkness alongside your own limbs.

“Hey.” His deep voice rings loud in your ears, makes your heart pound wildly against your ribcage.

You turn your gaze to him, drinking in the sight of his pale skin practically glowing under the moonlight. His hair hangs loose tonight, framing his pretty face perfectly. You drink in the sight of him – those dark circles that rest beneath those pretty brown eyes of his. That tattooed line that runs from one cheek, over the bridge of his nose and to the other side of his face. Those soft lips turned slightly at the corners with a small smile.

“Choso,” you whisper his name, afraid that if you speak too loudly, he’ll disappear. His smile widens when you say his name and he reaches over, his hand coming up to caress your cheek, knuckles brushing gently along your skin.

“How did it go?”

Choso is straight to the point, as always. You’re grateful for it, because you don’t want to waste another minute on this.

“It’s over.”

“For good?” He asks quietly.

“Yes.” You answer with no hesitation.

His eyes bore into yours, searching, though you’re not sure for what. But you don’t dare look away. The silence lasts a few seconds, but feels like an eternity before Choso’s large hand comes down to cup your jaw. He exhales slowly, a deep breath you had no idea he was holding.

“Good.”

His lips are on yours in an instant.

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[sirthisisa-wendys]

hii! could i request AU pirate!wakasa and black dragons and other characters, maybe toman (dont do it if you dont want to)

AUR MY GAHD (let me know if I didn't write anyone you wanted!)

Let's see what the guys do when they find a stowaway on their ship. And when that stowaway happens to be the Ship Comissioner's daughter.

Stowaway: Wakasa Imaushi/ Keizo Arashi/ Shinichiro Sano/ Takeomi Akashi/ Chifuyu Matsuno & Baji Keisuke/ Ken Ryuguji x Fem!Reader

wc: 2.1k

tw: like, a little smut, but mostly fluff

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Wakasa "The Shadow" Imaushi

Wakasa's crew shouts and runs about the boat, preparing for the inevitable. A departure from shore was always the most exciting part of the adventure, and as Wakasa leans over the map in his quarters, he feels a sense of enthusiasm overcome him.

The vessel he'd been working on for years was finally on its maiden voyage, preparing to take the seas by force. Waka imagines when his nemesis, Redcliff, would encounter him on the high seas. He shudders with pleasure as he remembers the installation of world-class cannons. Redcliff wouldn't stand a chance.

"Captain!" His door bursts wide open without decorum, and someone stumbles into the small space, panting heavily. "Captain! We have a stowaway!" Waka mutters to himself, frowning. Of course, this would be his first encounter on the seas.

He follows the short fellow onto the deck, only to see you lying on the ship floor with an ashen face. "A stowaway..." Waka murmurs, eyeing you carefully. He notices the jewels around your neck and wrist, admiring them for a moment before returning to his scowl.

"What are you doing on my ship?"

"I have no ill intentions," you mutter, holding a hand up in the air as an oath. "I swear I am only here because I have to be." Chuckles erupt around the ship as it drifts into the sea unmoored.

"I didn't invite you," Wakasa replies, crossing his arms. "I don't invite wenches onto my ship."

"I am not a wench," you protest, finding your legs momentarily. You stand shakily, holding onto the main mast. "I'm the commissioner's daughter." A hush falls over the men, and you swallow hard, meeting Wakasa's eyes without fear.

"Did he send you?" Waka wonders, instinctively stepping back from you. He doesn't deal with wealthy women at all. That's not his specialty.

"I'm..." You pause, choosing your words carefully. "I ran away." You remove your bracelet and necklace, handing them over to the captain. "That's my fare." Wakasa eyes the jewels, his gut feeling raring at him to throw you overboard. But you're a woman. A rich one at that.

"Where do you want to go?" The question weighs heavily on his mind as you ponder for a moment, then raise your head defiantly.

"Wherever you're going." He scoffs at your remark.

"You want to become part of my crew?" You shrug in the face of the white-haired pirate, smirking.

"It's better than being wed to a megalomaniac." Wakasa laughs out loud, which encourages his crew to do the same.

"I'm just as thirsty for power," Waka promises, pocketing the jewelry. "But I'll bite. We're going to the Isle of Wolfgulch. If you think you can make it on my ship for a week, we'll see about making you part of my crew."

"You won't regret it," you reply, and Waka's eyebrows shoot up.

"Oh, I sure hope not," he breathes. "Or I'll toss you overboard with the other fools."

Keizo "Redcliff" Arashi

Heavy boots thud toward you. You're on the wooden deck, face down, praying to whatever god is out there that Redcliff would crush you quickly.

"It's illegal to trespass." The simple statement makes you nod once. "What should I do with you?" You lift your head to look at the icy-eyed man, praying a little harder in your head. He looks down at you curiously, but this isn't the first time his eyes have lain on your features.

You wonder if he remembers you from all those years ago. You wonder if he remembers your father or how he once looked on Keizo and told you, "That one is a born sailor." You don't see any register of memory behind his eyes, so you lower your own to the floor again.

"No answer," he finally mutters. "Hm."

How could Keizo forget the hot summer you spent on the beach, watching him redo his knots and untie them again while your toes skimmed the cool water's surface? You weren't yet thirteen, but you watched the older boy work his way around a mast and back, desire seeping into your heart as he grew stronger, smarter, more--

"Get her some clothes and a meal," Keizo grunts, turning away from you. "The commissioner's daughter is a friend to us."

"A friend?" you exhale, your heart beating wildly. Perhaps he had forgotten the illicit kiss you stole from him before he sailed away for the first time, leaving you on the shores of a fuzzy memory.

Keizo turns his head toward you, stopping on his way up the steps. You can read his expression from far away, the one that says "later" as if you were something to be dealt with. But instead of continuing his path up the stairs, he walks back down, his eyes serious.

"If your father knew you were here, what would he do?"

"Not a damn thing," you reply softly.

"Are you sure about that, y/n?" Keizo lifts your chin with a single finger, his eyes searching yours.

"I told you I'd follow you to the ends of the earth if you ever returned." A smile lifts the corners of Keizo's mouth, but only slightly.

"Both of us remembered, then."

Shinichiro "Soft Iron" Sano

Shin puts his head in his hands, considering the awful dilemma he's presented with.

"I'm so sorry," you whisper, clasping your hands together. "I just have to make sure my brother is okay..." Shinichiro leans back in his chair, wounded. Your brother! Mikey flashes in front of his eyes.

"You understand, don't you?" Shinichiro lowers his hands to look at your face. Oh! Your pleading face wounds him even more, despite the fact that he's certainly at sea and in heaps of trouble. He pauses and takes a deep breath, then lets it go before answering your pleas.

"You will see your brother," he murmurs. "We will turn the ship about and return you to your home." Your eyes widen, and for a brief moment, Shin thinks you will accept the verdict. But then you burst into tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry," he urges you, standing from his chair and coming around to comfort you. "It's just..." Shin searches for the answer among his many thoughts. "He's not on this ship. But perhaps he'll be on the next one."

"He said he was on Soft-Iron's ship," you reply quickly, unfolding the letter you stuffed into your pants pocket. "Look!" Shinichiro reads the words with mounting dread. It's a bald-faced lie, he thinks. But a damn good one.

"I've never known your brother," Shin answers, looking at the foreign signature in dismay. "He must have misled you. I'm sorry." You take the letter back while sitting and absorbing the news.

"Then we need to find him!" You stand up and take Shin's place at his desk. "We have to search for him. You'll help me, won't you?" Shin stiffens at the sight of your hopeful face turned to him. You had expertly tapped his weakness: a pretty face and a mission.

"S-sure," he hears himself say. "We'll find him together." You hurry to him and throw your arms around his neck, thanking him profusely. Soft-Iron can already feel his heart melting into nothingness in his chest as he inhales your womanly scent. Dear Lord, he prays silently. I hope we never find this guy.

Takeomi "Scar-Face" Akashi

Takeomi is above you, huffing and grunting as his hair caresses your face. "You should've... never... shown... your face... little thief."

Your fingers instinctively grip the sheets, but you release them to drag your nails across Takeomi's back. "Hate fucking is still fucking," you quip back, sweat rolling down your spine. Takeomi cries out as the pain mixes with pleasure, one becoming the other in an endless loop of insanity.

"Got caught stealing from me again." You roll your eyes at his comment, moaning despite your annoyance. Stealing from Scar-Face was too easy, you reckon. If it wasn't the booze that brought him to his knees, then it was money. And if it wasn't that, it was women. Well, you. You're the only woman in his life at present.

A hand comes up and smacks your left ass cheek, and you bite down on your exclamation, trying to hold it in as the crew circulates just outside the door. "You'll pay for that," you hiss, but Omi just huffs a short laugh.

"That and all the other shit you've taken from me, huh? Just paying out of my ass," he complains, rutting into you roughly. This is pure heaven, you think to yourself, digging your nails into his back again. "You'll pay for what you stole tonight."

"Impossible." You clench around his cock, pushing him closer to his high. Takeomi gasps, trying to hold his shaky breaths, but he continues to fail miserably. "I'm gonna take that orgasm before you can take mine," you laugh, clenching around his again. "I took your manhood once, and I'll do it again. Just like I stole your heart." Your tone is teasing, but there's a modicum of truth behind the statement.

"If your daddy wasn't who he was, I would've made you a wench long ago." Takeomi shudders, groaning sharply before spilling his seed inside of you. "Would've... made you my wife... a long time ago."

Chifuyu "Shore Raider" Matsuno & Baji "Blackmane" Keisuke

"No, no, no!" Baji grabs your arm, pulling you out of the closet. His touch isn't rough, but it's enough to set your skin ablaze. "No stowaways!"

"Hey!" you shout, stumbling behind him as he drags you into the open. "That hurts!"

"What hurts me," Baji begins, growling. "Is that Chifuyu sneaks you onto this ship without my permission and then hides you in his closet!" Chifuyu comes down from his perch at the wheel, his eyes full of concern.

"Baji!" It's clear he has every intention of throwing you into the ocean, but Chifuyu quickly stands between him and the railing. "Don't you dare--"

"Women distract us from our purpose," Baji sneers, gripping your wrist even tighter. "Or did you forget the vow we made, Matsuno?"

The vow. You stand in the salty air, watching Chifuyu pale, then blink twice as if a spell had been broken. "I know we made a promise to each other," Chifuyu murmurs, holding his hands out. "Nothing will come between us, Baji; we're co-captains. But I love y/n, too."

Baji grunts, his jaw muscles fluttering. "If you have a woman," Blackmane begins, turning his head towards you. "Then I'll need my own. You'll help me find one, won't you?"

"As sure as the sun rises," Chifuyu nods, smiling brightly. Baji lets you go and stalks off, shaking his head and muttering about the "silly spell" you'd cast over his friend.

Ken "Dragon Skull" Ryuguji

"Tell me the story again." Draken leans his mouth on his laced-together hands, eyes devoid of emotion.

"I got on the ship during the night," you repeat. "I stowed myself into the pantry, where the pickles and eggs are. And I fell asleep." Draken nods. "And I woke up when we were a ways away from the shore."

"But I don't understand why you snuck onto the ship." You roll your eyes, sighing loudly.

"Dad? Arranged marriage? The whole 'you speak when I say you speak,' 'you jump when I say you jump' thing?"

"Freedom," Draken articulates, and you nod. But it was more than that.

For years, you watched Draken hone his skills as a pirate. Every time he returned, he brought more loot and more fame. You feared being left behind in the wake of all of his success.

"I didn't want to be left behind," you exhale.

"Why didn't you just ask?" You're stunned, unsure of how to answer the simple question. "Y/n, we've been friends for so long. I would've told you that you could come along. Now, I'm sure I have the ire of your father and the whole island."

You had yet to consider how this would complicate things for Draken. You were just thinking about being at sea with your best friend, exploring the world together. You hang your head, but Draken walks toward you and touches your cheek from his bed.

"Cheer up," he urges you softly. "I'm not going to make you fish food today. Even though you scared the dogshit out of my crew."

"I brought some money if that makes any difference."

"Keep the money," Draken whispers, his eyes softening. "That's your loot. The first rule of the sea is what's yours is yours." He leans forward to kiss your forehead. "Come on, I might as well introduce you to the others... since you're stuck with me and all." You giggle as he takes your hand, leading you to the deck.

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Um how about a Indian reader who believes in sex after marriage sooo when they were in relationship gojo has to kinda suffer (in a funny way) being a herbivore and after there marriage he can't just wait to leave the crowd teasing the reader through the function and it would be more fun if it's an Indian wedding cause we all know ristedar picha na shadi ke pehle chorte hai aur na shaadi ke baad 😆

But getting his hands all over her once they leave them alone

I'm imagining his reaction when reader would cry her eyes out during vidai 😆

Btw new Tumblr user here I got excited knowing a Desi gojo fic writer<3

Feel free to ignore tho

Omggg I loved this request it was soo fun!! Like my literal fantasy came to life here!! I did this request so fast in honor of the Goat's homecoming!!

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The Wedding Night

So you two have been preparing for the wedding for months. Since you had to organize two weddings one Japanese style and one Indian style

When he found out honestly he was quite amused of course but he always respected your decisions. Not without teasing you at every given moment from sexy scenes in movies to books if there were any he would always say "Just wait until the day we get married~" teasing you on how you believed in sex after marriage.

Now the day was finally here, Satoru in a beige sherwani with blue flowers and golden kadhai asdfghjkl. 

When you joined the ballroom oh my wearing that royal wedding dress. The red lehenga with gold all over it. Damn, this man fell even harder he didn't even know he could see this day.

After the var mala, You and he sat in front of the mandap now that's where the fun began. 

Satoru's slippers were gone in seconds, even the strongest sorcerer couldn't save them. 

Your sister got a lot of money in return which made you sigh at both of their behaviors

"Where are my slippers?" Satoru said looking around as you snickered and looked at your sisters (now salis) as one of them wore the slippers. "Jija ji~," Your sisters said menacingly as they tapped on his shoulders making him look around "Oh, you found them? Thank you" He smiled patting one of their head, oh this poor boy doesn't know what is going to happen now as the swiped the slippers as he was about to reach them making he raise his eyebrow. The eldest smiled and said snickering "Nothing in return~" Satoru didn't has a single clue about what she was asking and placed a plate of golgappa from the waiter in her hand. Making you laugh and said "Not that idiot, she's talking about money the neigh(idk what you call it but in my family, they call it neigh or shagun ka lifafa)" "Oh!! Here my sweet sisters-in-law!" He said putting his card in their hands making your and your sister's jaws drop to the floor. "Oh, Beh--" You were about to curse as your elder sister (can be cousin too) covered your mouth. "Not today Y/n."

After the faire and pooja, it was time to play the games. The most intense game of no other. Both of you were so determined to find the ring in the bowl. After, 7 rounds you finally won the first game. While Satoru won the rice game.

At the Dinner, he thought this was the time he finally would get you alone. But unfortunately for him all your relatives when to meet you.

You two were sitting together while the whole family sat on the larger table as Indian dishes were served as the relatives started to come from one of your closets first. First were from your mother's house who came and fed you two a bite of the food (The custom where like the relatives feed you one bite showing their love towards the bride and groom) "Hai mera beta itni badi hogayi," Your Mama said feeding you two a bite as you turned to Satoru and introduced him to your uncle " 'Toru, This is My Mama the one I told you about." You said as Satoru nodded and smiled at him "Yes I remember, Namaste sir" "Oh don't call me sir, I'm your Uncle now boy!" You Uncle fist-bumped your newly wed husband welcoming him to the family as he leaned to your ear and whispered "Hindi seekh raha hai?" He asked as you giggled and nodded "Abhi tak sahi chal rahi hai classes"

Oh, that was just one of them, and many more from both your mother's and father's side. You introduced those who were left in the group photos

After the whole dinner, there was part of the vidai when you both were leaving to go to your hotel. After the whole energetic wedding now everyone had a solemn look as he looked at you hugging your mother and crying your eyes out. Much to say he was amused he was omg he was so confused he thought you didn't want to go but you had lived with him in Japan.

Getting in the car this mf would be 100 perc. be dramatic saying that you didn't love him and broke his heart, and like he never knew you didn't want to live with him. As you explained that is why you were crying. As you two drove to your hotel.Now finally married.

Ohhhh! Here's the fun parttt!! The suhag raat!!

Satoru finally gets you alone when he finally lifts your veil like in the old Bollywood films looking at your beautiful face decorated with gold jewelry as he kissed you so softly and passionately which of course you gladly returned. 

The funny part is that he won't still be able to do what he wants, for actually taking off your clothes he and you would take out the jewelry, safety pins, and makeup for like half an hour.

Oh, he would just be soo fucking touchyyy like literally would seduce you when he helped you take off your safety pins. like squeezing your waist or your inner thighs. Well, You know what happened next right? ;)

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[abysseung]

SOULMATE TRACKER — 10

STEP 10: not funny, did not laugh

WARNINGS: profanity, scamming, mentions of fighting

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AUTHORS NOTE: aur mour gourd

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[xo-lesserafim]

THE EVENTFUL NIGHT

min ho oneshot / maybe fanfic?

Authors note: THANK YOU GUYS SM FOR 100 LIKES AND 11 FOLLOWERS<33 you guys are amazing! As a gift, here is a min ho oneshot/ maybe fanfic? BTW NO HATE TO ANY SUNGHOONS! “ESPECIALLY THE ONE IN ENHYPEN HE IS MY BIAS.”

synopsis: On the night of Min ho’s party, you learn 2 things, what’s it’s like getting a boyfriend and being drunk.

pairing: Min ho x fem!reader aka “Ah-ri Park. / Aurora Park.” e2l. i2l

WARNING: mentions of alcohol and underaged drinking and being drunk, kissing/ making out, swearing, and suggestive? Please tell me if i’m missing anything.

Bold: Korean.

FIRST POV

THIS IS GREATLY INSPIRED BY writingmeraki’s hot & cold.

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YOUR DRESS:

TIME SKIP: MIN HO’S PARTY.

MIN HO’s POV

As I was this girl coming down the stairs, I followed her until she stoped.

“Can I get you a drink, pretty girl?” I said.

“ Um, no thanks.” She said as she turned around.

“AURORA?

Damn.. she looks good.

I mean i’ve had a small crush on her since Chuseok.

“What are you doing here sleeping beast?” I asked.

“I only came here cause Kitty promised me to give me 20 bucks.

Oh, I thought she actually wanted to see me.

AURORA (Y/N’s) POV

“Can I get you a drink, pretty lady?” A guy said.

I could tell that it was Min ho’s voice.

Gosh, I’ve had a crush on him every since I met him.

“Um, no thanks.” I said.

“What are you doing here sleeping beast?” Minho asked.

“I’m only here because Kitty promised me 20 bucks.”I said.

“Anyway, I have to go.”

“Kitty, Q! Hi.” I said.

“ Hey, nice fit. I bet Minho would go crazy for that dress.” Q said.

“Pshh, as if he likes me.” I said.

“‘He doesnt like me, I can tell.

“Yea, totally.” Kitty said.

At the bar, I made a toast “To end the era of being single and bitchless.”

“Oh guys, I have a little treat.” Florian said bringing out a flask full of whiskey.

“No way, give me some.” I said.

“Us too!” Q and Kitty said.

“You guys, I’m going to look the party.” I said.

“All right see you later Aurora.”

As I was walking, I saw Eunice coming up.

“Ah-ri, meet this guy! His name is Sunghoon.

“Hey, pretty nice to meet you.” He said.

“Nice to meet you too.” I said.

We started talking for a bit, then he said this.

“Compare you to Kitty and Yuri, you look way better.”

“What?” I said.

“You look way better than-.”

“You better not say that. Kitty’s smile could make my world light up, and Yuri’s nose is actually so perfect I HATE IT. And the fact that you’re saying that you would bring women down to bring others up, is actually so dumb.”

“Yea? Well I could bring you down bitch!” He said. “

Try me, My parents are one of the richest in Korea, and also one of the Richest in the world. Plus you have no idea the power I hold that could get you expelled, or worse ruin you and your family’s reputation. I mean your parents work for mine right?” I said.

“Uh, yea?”

“Exactly, so be scared, if you want.” I said giving him a creepy smile.

“Excuse me.” He said.

Victory, i thought.

As I walked up to Eunice, i told her, “Eunice, never bring guy to me every I again.” I

Guess I’m still gonna be bitchless :(.

I left to find Kitty, but then I saw it.

Min ho and Madison kissing.

I tried find Kitty but, couldn’t so I text her.

As soon Kitty found me, “Give me the flask, please.”

“Why?” Kitty asked.

“No reason,” I said.

“All right. I’ll be back in 15 minutes to check up on you, k?” Kitty said.

“All right.” I said. In the spam of 15 minutes I drank 15 cocktails.

“Aur- OH MY GOSH!” Kitty said.

“How many have she had?” Kitty asking the bartender.

“I have no idea, sorry ma’am.”

“Aurora, how many finger am I holding up?” Kitty asked.

“TWENTY FINGERS! AND A THRID EYE!”

“Oh gosh, the flask is empty, I needed to get Q and Florian stay here!” Kitty said.

“Whatever.” I said.

I sat there for a second, but I heard “Queencard”

I knew I had to get on the dance floor.

I started dancing, but I slipped, but a strong grip caught me.

MIN HO’s POV

I saw Aurora dancing, but she slipped. I ran to catch her.

“I didn’t know that sleeping beast would fall for me.” I said.

“Are you min ho’s twin brother, cause you guys look so similar, and the voices are the exact same.” She said as I smelled alcohol.

“How much did you even drink?” I asked.

“15.” She said .

“15 sips?” i asked.

“Nope! 15 Drinks!”

“Why did you even drink that much?” I said.

“Well your twin, Min ho was making out with this girl named Madison, and I liked him for a really long time. So i was kinda of mad, and you know the rest.” She said smiling.

“I was the reason she drank a lot?” I thought.

“I’m going to take you back to my dorm, k?” I said.

“Whatever you say.” Aurora says.

As I was walking, “Kitty!” I said.

“I’m going to bring Her to the dorms, you stay.”

“All right?” Kitty said.

AURORA (Y/N’s) POV

In the dorms, they guy gave me water, and he made it drink it.

My head started to clear.

“Min ho?” I asked. “What am I doing here?”

“You were drunk, so I brought you to my dorm.

“Oh.”

“Here, take this.” He said giving me pills.

“Also, do you have a crush on me?”

“What? Um, no?” I said.

Does he know I have a crush on him?

“So you wouldn’t mind if I do this, right?” He said.

“Wha?” I asked before he kissed me.

“Aurora, every since chuseok happened, I’ve had a crush on you.”

HE HAD A CRUSH ON ME?

“Min ho, every since I met you, I’ve had a crush on you.”

“So, will you take the honors and be my girlfriend?”

“Yes! And will you take the honors to be my boyfriend?”

“Yes. Can I kiss you?”

“Yes. I said smiling.”

One kiss after another, and we started to make out.

“Do you wanna go farther?” He asked.

“Not really, I kinda wanna sleep.”

“So sleeping it is.

He gave me a pj shirt, and I would just sleep in my dress shorts.

He was just in the matching pants to the pj shirts.

“Night Min ho.”

“Night Ah-ri”

TIMESKIP: THE NEXT DAY

“Good Morning sleeping Beauty.”

“Morning Min ho.”

“I’ll make you breakfast and coffee.” He said.

“All right.” I said as we got out of bed.

“FOURTY BUCKS Q!” Kitty said.

“Whatever.” Q said.

“You guys betted on us?” I asked.

“Yea, sooner or later you guys needed to get together.” Kitty said.

“Oh, I’m still waiting on my 20” I said.

“Here,” She said giving twenty bucks.

“Thanks,” I said smiling.

I guess after all, I wouldn’t be bitchless.

But, then I woke up from the dream I had yesterday after his party.

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RADIO SILENCE ,, PROFILES (SUNGHOON’S VERSION)

synopsis. hwang y/n and park sunghoon do not like each other. end of story. god knows why (well actually, niki is the only one who knows why). but when they’re put as co-hosts on a radio show, they’re bound to bond.

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🎧 ꒱ enSCAMpen | y/n’s version

SUNGHOON (user sunghohoho) ;; pisses everyone off, including his dog, that’s why he was sent off to go-host the radio show. no one (except one of his members) knows why he hates y/n so much. acts cold and hates when someone brings up the iconic tiktok.

JAKE (user jakesims4) ;; aussie. infected people with adding “-aur” to the end of the sentence. it’s hard not to like him, though with the puppy like personality.

HEESEUNG (user ramyeonprince) ;; the oldest and probably the most responsible one. in reality, not at all: eats every existing ramyeon in his location – which is probably why he’s got beef with yn

JAY (user jayinthepark) ;; he doesn’t really know how twitter works but that’s okay, he tries his best. the dad of the group (so he says. the only thing that reassembles the real dad in him is the fact that none of his kids listen to him)

JUNGWON (user jngwn) ;; the leader. despite his young age, he’s the most reliable one. may or may have not been the reason why specifically sunghoon was also sent to the radio programme (he was just tired of his bullshit)

SUNOO (user mintchocoontop) ;; blocks everyone who disagrees with his username. a sunshine but also a sneaky fox, knows all the gossip

RIKI (user ilovehitmanbang) ;; the devil maknae. was once friends with y/n but for unknown reasons, they fell off. will tease the living shit out of everyone

ENHYPEN OFFICIAL (user enhypen) ;; enhypen’s official twitter.

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🎧 ꒱ main masterlist

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[ek-ladki-bheegi-bhagi-si]

Fights and Confessions

Karan x Agent!Reader

Summary- Post mission, Karan is frustrated that she went against his wish and intervened. A fight ensues, harsh words are exchanged and hidden feelings are revealed.

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The mission was over, and they were both back at headquarters, safe and sound—or so it seemed. But the atmosphere crackled with tension as she and Karan stood chest to chest, their faces inches apart.

The argument had been brewing ever since they had returned. Harsh words had been exchanged, criticisms flung like weapons. It had been an ugly fight that had torn through the remnants of camaraderie they had shared during the mission.

"Why do you always have to meddle, Karan?" Her voice was sharp, her eyes flashing with anger. "I don't need you watching my back all the time!"

Karan's jaw tightened, his eyes blazing with frustration and worry. "Because I can't just stand by and watch you throw yourself into danger without thinking!"

Their heated words hung in the air, the weight of their rivalry and their stubbornness pushing them further apart.

"AND WHY DO YOU CARE, KARAN?" Y/N finally shouted, her voice breaking.

"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, IDIOT," he yelled back, his voice laced with frustration, fear, and hints of worry.

For a moment, silence engulfed them. Karan's chest heaved, his face contorted with emotion. He took a step closer to her, their breaths mingling.

Time seemed to stand still as the weight of his confession settled in the room. Her anger dissipated, leaving her with wide eyes and a heart that raced for a different reason.

"What?" she whispered, disbelief and hope mingling.

Karan's resolve broke, and he couldn't hold back anymore. "I love you!" he repeated, gentler this time, but the anger hadn't entirely disappeared from his voice. "And I can't stand the thought of losing you! I told you to stay put so that you would be safe! Phasa diya tu ne mujhe! Pagal ho gaya hu tere vaaste! Aur tum ho ki samajh hi nahi sakti! "

Her heart pounded in her chest as the reality of his words sank in. She stepped closer to him, her voice trembling but equally frustrated and determined. "And you think I don't care about you, Karan? You think I can just watch you walk into danger without feeling like I'm falling apart?! You think it's easy? To watch you come out bruised and battered, barely hanging on to life? Aur kaise samjhti mein?! Mujhe kabhi chance diya tumne? I tried and I tried. I still hold on to the hope that one day you might, but you refused to let me in!"

She took a deep breath to calm herself, the silence in the room was palpable. And then, their gazes met. The world around them faded into insignificance, leaving only the two of them, locked in each other's orbit. There was a subtle change in the atmosphere, an unspoken feeling that passed between them like a secret.

His expression softened as a tear slipped down her cheek. She took a shaky breath and whispered, "Karan, I-" He cut her off as his hands found her face, his touch gentle yet firm, as he pulled her close.

Their lips met, and it was like a dam had burst, releasing a torrent of emotions that had long been held in check. Yet, the kiss itself was anything but tumultuous. It was soft, gentle, and tender, with a slight urgency that conveyed their desperation. They moved in harmony as if they had finally found the rhythm of their hearts.

Karan's hand cupped her cheek, his touch, his grip was possessive, as if he was reassuring himself that it was real, that she was here, in his arms. His fingers traced a featherlight path along her jawline, leaving a trail of tingling sensations in their wake. It was a touch that conveyed more than words ever could—a touch that spoke of forgiveness, of healing, of a love that had weathered storms and still found its way back to calm waters.

They both realised that the frustration, as they broke apart, the anger and the walls they had built were nothing compared to the love they felt for each other.

With tenderness, Y/N leaned forward again and their lips met in a kiss that held the promise of forgiveness and a new beginning. It was a kiss that tasted like reconciliation, a healing balm for their hearts.

As they pulled away, they met each other's gaze, their eyes were filled with an understanding that words could never fully capture. They had crossed a threshold of their relationship and they were ready to embrace this new chapter in their lives.

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My masterlist post is so long, isn't it? 😆

I gotta scroll like 3/4 times because it's soo long, glad I've made that many readings💪🏻 I've counted it before, it's 60+ readings.

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⇢ ˗ˏˋ aurs masterlist ࿐ྂ

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ as of right now, i only write for “Jenna Ortega” characters.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ TARA CARPENTER 

✎ music and mishaps -

part i

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✎ english, am i right?

part i

[dumdaradumdaradum]

8. Mera naam ishq

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Early mornings usually were the best, cooler than rest of the day and they gave an opportunity to witness the world waking up with the Sun.

As it was second of Monday of shravan, Y/n got up a little earlier than usual, hastily dusted and cleaned the house and took a bath. Ram too cut his yoga and meditation short by few minutes and rushed down.

Y/n quickly tried to assemble all the offerings.

"Where's my yellow kurta?"

Ram's voice traveled over the sweet rose itra in the air. Before she could answer, he called out again.

"Where's the towel?"

"Yellow one is soaked in soap and water, and towel is out here."

Wiping the sweat on his neck, he came out. "What do I wear then?"  Seeing him in nothing but a white dhoti, Y/n quickly looked down. His skin shone like gold, Y/n prayed for mercy.

She silently vowed to not let him distract her from the pious day.

"You have dozen others, wear anyone of them."

Blue and gold silk hugged her figure, he clenched a fist and breathed out through his nose. Her supple curls were wet and reached her waist.

She had adorned her hands with gold bangles, the bangles he had gifted her with. They looked good on her. His cheeks lifted in elation, eyes crinkled- he was thankful that she was too taken by her work to notice him.

So Ram tried to dampened his smile before she'd had a chance to look at him.

He felt peace envelop him. Beneath the jasmine incense and the sizzling ghee of the diya was her itra, soft and subtle.

"Why are you standing there? Go."

With widened eyes, he looked at her moving around the house. Embarrassed at how boy-ishly he acted around her, Ram quickly collected the towel and locked himself in the bathroom with buckets of cold water.

Y/n kept chanting under her breath. Her hands took some of the flowers and put them aside. The fragrance danced around the house.

The sky was starting to get lighter by second, she grinned wider. It looked like it would rain thankfully it wasn't brutally humid but rather cold.

"Chale?"

Ram folded his sleeves, walking towards her, "did you-?"

He gestured towards the small puja to her left. He really felt as though the ground beneath him moved as her lips stretched in the most intoxicating smile.

Bobbing her head in a yes, she got up. His hand brushed against her arm, "Chalo phir."

Peacocks screamed in distance.

"I guess it's gonna rain today as well."

He understood that her workload doubled whenever it rained. Ram couldn't help but laugh at her disappointed face.

As they walked through the street their neighbors joined. Together they all sang and laughed.

In his heart Ram hoped they won't encounter any officer. It was a festive and pious day, he did not wish to come in contact with reality.

They were indulging in a fantasy.

His heart did not wish to let go. His fingers found Y/n's and he held on.

Look, he heard whispers from behind him. Understanding that they were talking about him and Y/n, he sighed. It wasn't his fault that he found comfort in his wife.

He held on. Grasp on her hand might have tightened a bit.

Finally when they reached, he let go and bent to touch the ground and take blessings.

Red stone of the stairs was wet and slippery.

"Y/n you didn't forget anything na?" He pointed to the stalls selling everything that could be offered.

"Nhi," they kept walking but then she gasped and held his arm, "we need to get more flowers. For evening?"

He remembered, they were invited to the rudrabhishek that was being organized at the public hall few kilometers away from their house.

As they sauntered back they got the flowers.

Y/n dragged him to the sweet shop, "bhaiya!" She asked for one kilo of pede.

"Aur kuch?"

Ram stood behind her and took out his wallet. "Kuch ghar k liye lena?"

Not giving her a chance, he bent forward and pointed to the motichoor k laddu asked the vendor to pack one kilogram of those.

"No," both men stopped and looked at her.

"Kya hua?"

"That's too much. Half of laddu and half of kalakand," her eyes darted to the top of the shelf, "some curd too."

Exiting the shop, he spotted a fruits stacked in a cart. "Want something?"

She thought about it, they were already going to take sweets as prasad. "Ha, bananas."

By the time they reached home, Ram had bags in both of his hands. "I'm so happy half the market was closed or you would've bought everything home."

She rolled her eyes at the jab.

"It's not raining, go and get the wheat or after a few days the prices will go up."

Setting everything aside, he joined his hands, "Jaisa aap kahe devi ji."

"Eat something first," She ran back from  the kitchen to stop him,  seeing him shake his head Y/n made a face, "fine, I'm making tea. Drink that and go."

The kitchen wasn't a mess for once as they were both fasting. Small mercies of life.

As the water boiled they sat under the fan.

"What have you been reading these days?" Y/n had noticed a fat book on his desk had replaced his diary.

Combing his hair back, he smiled. Of course she noticed. Somehow the realization that she picked up on his stuff made his insides fuzzy.

"Taitriya upanishad."

She leaned in. Never having read for herself, she jutted her chin out, urging him to continue.

Keeping his hands on the table, he leaned in as well as if they were about to share secret. "It's a part of Krishna yajurveda. The om sahanavavatu comes from taitriya upanishad."

Y/n sat up and scrunched her face.

Ram leaned further, resting his head on his arms and looked at her antics. "Kya hua devi?"

"Chai!"

As if that explained everything, she clasped her fingers on his biceps and dragged him to the kitchen.

"Now I can listen to you and make tea properly."

She grated ginger after adding sugar and waited again. He leaned against the door frame, "it has three, you could say parts? Shiksha Valli with twelve anuvaka, Ananda valli with nine anuvaka and bhrigu Valli."

As they sat sipping on hot tea, Ram told her about the first anuvaka of shiksha Valli that he was in mid of. It was all about the initiation of a kid as a student.

He went on about the profound meanings and the reflection of the author.

Y/n understood most of it, it stirred a curiosity in her but it was Ram's enthusiasm that captivated her.

Unknowingly she caught his hands between her palms, "I want to learn more."

Tilak on his forehead creased as lines of joy formed, "every night before bed? We'll study together?"

The light in her eyes took away his breath. Dark shadows of clouds and glow of lamps, free long hair- she looked surreal.

Lighting cracked in the sky. A burst of wind blew her curls.

Just like that their small world snapped out of existence.

"Go.. it might rain anytime now," She followed him to the door, "hurry back home, okay?"

Y/n boiled potatoes for night and went up to get the clothes. She looked at the small vases in a corner on the roof. Rose was starting to grow now that monsoon was here. Jasmine flowered heavily as always and the rest looked healthy green.

As the clock struck two, she started gathering everything to take with them.

She wondered why her neighbors rented out the hall that was so far from their home but then she remembered how many people would gather and sighed.

They had asked for a decent daughter-in-law for their son, and now that he was married and had a kid on way, this was as good a time as any.

She changed into a green silk with blue borders. The gold bangles on her hands,  blue studded earrings and red bindi- she decided to tie her hair in a loose bun.

As she got done with putting on the mahavar, Y/n blew all the lamps and locked the home.

She fixed the dark blue blouse matching with the earrings.

The clouds loomed above them. She felt good.

The neighboring ladies called for her. Hastily she grabbed the prasad and the keys and left.

She had left a fresh pair of kurta on the bed for Ram.

"It's such a pleasant weather no? We're lucky."

She smiled and nodded along and got into one of the four rickshaw they had called. Kavita from two houses removed was with her, she had long luscious hair and most expressive eyes.

"Arey didi, I can hold those for you," Y/n took a bag from her kept it in her lap with her own bag. Kavita had a thing for taking too much with her wherever she went.

"Y/n, what are you gonna offer?"

"Pede and fruits."

She then listened to the woman go on and on about her day. Y/n smiled and nodded, enjoying wind in her ears. Every inch of her being danced in joy as they neared the venue.

The hall was down a muddy road, the grass was thick and water hung onto the blades like pearls.

Holding the bags in one hand, Y/n collected and lifted her saree to keep it from touching the ground. Once she stepped on the pavement, she let go and looked around.

The entire premise was covered in beautiful flowers.

Flowers.

She forgot them.

He bhagwaan.

Y/n prayed Ram would notice and bring them with him. Seeing a frown on her face Kavita shook her, "what happened?"

Her hand came up to hold her mangalsutra, and she prayed to God.

Shortly after they left their sandals under small shelter outside, Y/n was pulled into the kitchen. Prasad was being prepared in huge cauldrons.

Grateful that she had decided to put her hair up, Y/n stirred the kheer, she smiled. There was no cereal being used, only milk and dry fruits. In a corner milk was being thickened for various sweet dishes.

Another one of the three rooms had all the supplies required for the actual puja. Children ran in and out of the rooms, screaming and laughing.

Entire neighborhood was going to be here along with their relatives. Even a big hall and an extra room was starting to seem small to her.

Several ladies were in a corner, singing and playing dholak.

The family was busy in welcoming everyone and handing out everything the pandit asked for.

Women in the kitchen tittered.

"Kya hua didi?" Y/n asked.

The lady beside chopped the dried coconut leaned towards her, "Reshma is telling everyone of the marks on the daughter-in-law's neck."

Regretting that she even said something, Y/n rolled her eyes to mask her blush and turned back to the milk she was stirring for kheer.

"How much sugar was added?"

The elderly woman standing behind her stopped her from adding more. "More than I would have added."

As soon as she left, a woman in orange saree came about and grumbled about her miser nature and added more.

Y/n's arm was starting to hurt. "Didi can you take over for a bit?" Exchanging places she sat on the stool, relieved to be a bit away from the flame. She started grating coconut.

Manjire resounded under all the tandem.

A group of small girls ran in squealing and started playing around.

One of them stepped on a plate and fell, elbowing the nearest in the process, one almost ran in the wall and one stubbed her toe on a stone.

Within a second the room turned into a chaos' domain.

Women screamed at their kids, one of the girl cried, few ladies looked on in exasperation while other were in stitches.

Y/n looked around happy, with just two people in her house, she had forgot how it felt.

"Bahu!"

Kavita shook her and pointed at a lady standing at the doorstep. She beckoned Y/n.

"Ji?"

"Can you find me sugarcane syrup and honey?"

She got up, handing over her work to someone else and freed her pallu which was tucked in her waist.

Outside the kitchen, the hall was complete mess. Kids were fighting over the mats. There was mud all over as the pandit sculpted a shivling and the rest of the shiv parivar. Men were busy chatting away out in fresh air.

Her eyes searched for Ram. It shouldn't have taken this long.

Everything was starting, people were piling in the hall.

Every other second her eyes darted towards the entrance. Where was he?

Ram ran fingers through his hair, brushing back the damp locks. He hoped he wasn't too late.

"Arey Ram!"

A tall, lanky guy called stood ahead.

"Ha!" Together they went in.

He quickly found his wife sitting one person removed from the idols. He sat beside her.

"Where were you?"

"Sorry."

Y/n remarked a 'that's not what I asked' and looked ahead, smiling.

He looked sideways amused and noticed the dark curls that hung near her jhumke.

It was almost night and there was no electricity. Y/n few other women got up to get lamps.

Ram listened attentively to all the chants. He wasn't ready to Y/n come out with a plate full of diyas. The golden glow of flames on her skin looked ethereal. Divine.

A beauty from far away enchanted lands.

His eyes drank in the view. Amongst all the noise his ears heard the sweet sounds of her payal.

The silk around her waist shuffed as her hips swayed. Her timid walk was alluring.

He cursed. She had tied up her hair, the radiance accentuated her neck. There was nothing to take his eyes off, to distract him.

The golden mangalsutra. The sacred thread of his name.

It drew him in. He looked on unabashedly. She was wearing the token of their bond. Her eyes shone brighter than sun and moon.

His heart felt full.

If this was to be end of his time, he'd be content. The most beautiful woman was his wife and she was very close to being his purpose.

His eyes didn't stray for a second, not even when she sat beside him. He kept staring. No amount of prayers would ever express the gratitude he felt.

"You look stunning." His lips grazed her ear shell. His eyes caught how her breath hitched and her body stilled.

Aware of the surroundings again, he sat upright allowing a small smirk to grace his lips.

Everyone was focused on the holy fragrance in the air. Ram tried his best too.

He did.

Everytime he'd try to look ahead, he'd hear soft clincks of her bangles. Rose overpowered incense.

She'd occasionally repeat after the mantras, and his muscles would strain with sensations. Her breathy repetitions cast a charm.

His breaths sped up.

Since the hall was crowded they were sitting closely. Ram had shifted a bit back to avoid their knees from bumping, it was quickly proving itself as the mistake of the night.

She was directly in his line of sight and not even an inch away. How was he supposed resist touching her?

He didn't.

Soft, spilt second brush against her arm. Ram's eyes stayed fixed on the idols. He pressed his lips together.

He could see Y/n turned back a little but he was looking ahead so she turned back, saying nothing.

The next time it happened, she turned again and asked if he wanted something.

Ram widened his eyes and looked at her with the most innocence he could muster.

Once again she turned back. But then it happened again and again.

He almost laughed as she half faced him with a knowing look and hissed to stop.

"Stop what?"

Unhappy that he wasn't graced with an answer, he hunched his back. It gave him the advantage to be close as he could be to her without the questions from people.

Slightly tilting his head, he bumped her back.

Y/n bit her lip. This man.

Earlier she couldn't tell if he doing this on purpose, but now, oh he knew alright.

His breath hit her neck, goosebumps erupted all over. She suppressed a shiver. He couldn't find a better time or place to be... to be playful?

This time she glared at him.

It only tickled him further. He didn't know what had possessed him but he was having fun teasing her.

His eyes sweeped the room, once he was sure no one was looking. He leaned forward, purposefully brushing his lips in her hair, just behind her ear, "kya hua jaan? You look.. ahh frazzled."

Her heart began to palpitate, blood rushed to her cheeks. She knew she couldn't handle it.

In a sudden she stood up and went to the store room. Y/n thanked the dark, no one could see her red ears. As soon as she was in, she braced herself against the wall.

Slowly she breathed in and out, trying to calm her heart. Her knees felt weak.

She just needed a breather.

The pounding in her ears couldn't subside, her heart could calm down before it skipped again.

Her eyes opened in shock. Footsteps echoed in her ears. "I was looking for honey!" Pushing against the wall she took a step forward.

Haphazard thoughts bombarded her. She cursed the man behind her state. Despite herself she sighed in relief when she saw him.

"Ram what-"

He almost broke into a grin. Yellow light reflecting off her gold bangles made her look delicate like the rose scent she wore.

Adoration surged through him.

A lone diya in the corner illuminated his face enough for her to see the teasing glint in his eyes.

In a hushed tone she tried to berate him but was cut off when in just a couple of steps her back hit the wall.

"How are you this fine, holy evening, dear wife?"

She hated how his husky voice sent tingles through her, how she could barely form words. "Wha-" She had dreamed of stolen moments, clandestine meetings but all of those were just her fantasies.

"Have I told you how inviting your beautiful neck looks when there's nothing to take away the attention?"

He bent down and pressed a kiss just below her jaw. A sudden gasp left her.

He smiled stretching the contact before looking in her eyes.

Y/n was aware, she must have looked like a fool, gaping like a fish. The audacity shocked her. "What has gotten in you?"

She couldn't help but admire how his eyes twinkled.

His arms circled around her waist. He pushed her against the wall. She noticed how his gaze lingered at her neck. She really shouldn't have put up her hair.

"Ram, koi dekh lega.."

Her eyes closed, he leaned his forehead against hers. Her hands came up to his chest, "koi aa jayega-"

"Aane do."

Ram wasn't sure if she could feel his heart, he wasn't sure if she could tell what she did to him.

A crowd of almost a hundred people was right outside and he couldn't care any less. He didn't want to let go.

They breathed in the same air. The small, unsteady gasps from her lips tempted him to close the gap.

His knuckles brushed against her cheekbone before he ran his fingers through her hair, slowly undoing her hairdo.

Y/n tugged him closer instinctively and let out a shuddered breath. Her heart felt like it would leap out of her chest when he combed through and detangled a small strand.

"Kya kre ho.."

He didn't answer. Just kissed her hair and all the way to the crook of her neck.

His attention lingered on the gold chain resting prettily on her skin. Testimony of the union of their souls. The world began fading away for them.

Y/n could think of nothing but his touch. His knuckles mapped her face. His thumb traced the curve of her lips. His secure grip on her waist keeping her upright. His lips worshiping her. His proximity. His touch.

Him. Him. Just him.

He was consuming her and she wanted more.

She desperately  wanted more but anyone could walk in.

"Ram-"

Sighing, he listened to her and loosened his hold on her. As much fun teasing her was, he really just wanted to hold her and rest.

"Let's go, it's almost over."

Y/n felt cold air take place of his warmth. "I know.. just a bit more."

She gathered her hair to a side and raised her eyebrows almost mocking him.

"Go or people will question." He slowly backed away and smiling to himself.

Hearing Aarti start, Y/n joined them as well. Looking at the beautiful shivling, she prayed for him, his welfare, she prayed be content and happy with him.

After the prasad was distributed, several people got ready to go back in a group as it was night. Asking her to hurry, he went to stand with men from his neighborhood.

As things were wrapping up, they all chatted away about various texts, families and weather. Ram breathed in fresh air after being in a heavily fragrant room.

They all waited for their wives.

Tip. Tip. Tip. It started as a small drizzle but quickly turned into heavy rains. Everyone outside ran in.

Loud murmurs broke out in the hall. Kids screeched in a corner, happy with the rain. Ram massaged his head, he just wanted to sleep.

He just wanted to hold his wife close to him and let sleep take over.

It rained with heavy winds. Wet leaves, water falling to the ground, air through the every small nook created a harmony.

People arranged themselves in small pockets, talking or just listening as they waited.

"I don't think this is going to stop anytime soon."

Ram in his mind thanked the guy for saying what he felt.

Women had arranged for kids to eat and sleep in the room. Y/n came to stand near her husband, "here.." She extended a decent sized bowl with kheer.

He hadn't eaten anything for a day and now he won't sleep properly either. She felt concern cloud her when he refused. "Ram-"

"When we go home."  He smiled and shook his head.

Y/n tugged at his wrist, standing closer, "who knows for long it'll rain.. just eat this."

"No, I don't want to hear your excuses. You'll eat or do I have to feed you like a kid?" Y/n cut him off before he could say anything. She took his hands and put the bowl in them.

"Ram bhaiya, come sit with us."

He smiled at the men sitting near the large doorway and went to sit with them.

Almost everyone was half asleep. It had been a long day.

He felt cold wind with slight rain hit his back for a second. He closed his eyes, this must be how plants feel everytime it rains, he mused.

He took a support of the frame and leaned back.

The ladies were huddled at the other end of the hall. His tired eyes searched for her.

The hair he had opened now rested at the front tangled in a loose braid. Wishing he was home he closed his eyes again.

Memories from various nights resurfaced. In each one she was in his arms.

He felt a low vibration just below his skin.

It was ridiculous how used he had gotten to physical affection with her. When he said he yearned to hold her even when she was at an arm's distance, he wasn't lying.

If nothing Ram longed she'd atleast sit next to him.

Time passed by, they all sat patiently. The thunderstorm didn't relent but.

"There's no point in waiting now, let's all sleep here and we'll go tomorrow morning."

The arrangements changed once again. Several women went to their kids, others to their husband's and sat in loose groups.

He had moved to the mid, dragged by his neighbor who stretched his legs and half laid down.

"Ram? Thirsty?"

Y/n handed him a glass of water.

The silk was quite uncomfortable to spend the night in. She couldn't stretch her legs or even sit freely.

Ram opened her eyes and saw her shuffling every other second. At last she took an end of her heavily patterned pallu and enveloped it over her shoulder, creating a shield between herself and everyone else.

He let out a cold sigh. She was as uncomfortable as he was, perhaps even more.

"Y/n?"

He called and shifted near her.

"Ha?"

He tapped lightly asking her to lean on him.

"No, everyone is here." Y/n whispered back almost bemoaning.

Last of diya extinguished as if on cue, plunging the hall in complete dark. Nature provided them a small getaway, a window of momentary peace.

"Everyone's asleep. You haven't rested for a second the whole day."

Several men and women were crammed in one hall. After an exhausting day, as Y/n looked around and saw lolling heads. People sat supporting each other and almost everyone's eyes were closed.

She repositioned herself and tentatively leaned on his shoulder careful not to put all of her weight on him.

Content, that's how he felt. Sure she wasn't in his embrace but he wouldn't pass up on any of this. One of her hand was hooked with his.

Resting his head on her, Ram's eyes closed. His hand found hers which was on his thigh.

Slowly he traced circles on the back of her palm.

Neither of them realized when they drifted off.

Hii since tomorrow is Sunday.. I figured Saturday evening could be the best to provide you all fluff (?) I just hope this makes you smile Hehe. Baaki ka you know, if you want to be added to the taglist pls say.

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#rrr #ram x reader #ram x wife!reader #rrr fandom #rrr prompt #rrr x reader

[theyungihven]

Time fades away but the moments captured on films last for an eternity. It is your choice to revisit them, enjoying the forgotten times which still reside in your heart.

As an adult whose childhood was filled with these timeless classics, this is an attempt to bring together two things dear to me; bollywood and K-pop

presenting, a crossover between ATEEZ and Bollywood (late 90s and early 2000's)

send me an ask or just leave a comment under this post to be tagged

Series masterlist

↬Yunho as prem in Hum Aapke Hain Koun

Hum Aapke Hain Koun! (who am i to you?)

genre: strangers to lovers

synopsis: your visit to your sister's new family turns into a series of unexpected moments which incudes falling for her troublesome brother-in-law

release date : 16 july, 2022

↬Woo young as Rahul in kuch kuch hota hai

Love is friendship

genre: friends to lovers

synopsis : being bestfriends with the college's heartthrob is all fun until the principal's daughter arrives from London and his attention is devoted to her

release : 20 june, 2022

↬Seonghwa as Raj in Dilwaale dulhaniya Lee jayenge

The prince of my dreams

genre : strangers to lovers

synopsis: your trip across Europe turns into a period of blooming love when a stranger helps you hop onto the leaving train and later accompanies you the entire trip.

release : 25 july, 2022

Yeosang as rohan in kubhi kushi kabhi gham

Mr. Perfectly Fine

genre: enemies to lovers

synopsis : after a feud with your family, you and your sister move to London leaving everything behind. it is much of a surprise when the boy you hated the most shows up one day out of nowhere

release : 27 july, 2022

Hongjoong as Raj in Mohabbatein

Right where you left me

synopsis : a heartbroken music teacher teaches young student of the academia to love without any boundaries

genre : romance, angst

release : 8 August, 2022

San as Ram in Ramleela

my burning desire for you

genre: enemies to lovers

synopsis : you fall for the gracious enemy but the historical rivalry keeps you apart from him, eventually tearing you both apart by flesh.

release : 9 August, 2022

Mingi as Bunty in Bunty aur Babli 

Partner in Crime

genre : romance, crime

synopsis : in dreams of becoming a beauty pageant, you run away from home but meet a stranger who helps you meet ends as you both con the rich

release : 10 August, 2022

Jongho as Munna Bhai in Munna bhai M.B.B.S

The magical hug (Jadoo Ki Jhappi)

genre : comedy

synopsis : a goon tries to please his father by enrolling in a medical college as he plots revenge against the dean, who called him out for pretending to be a doctor.

release : 11 august 2022

#ateez #kflixnet #mingi #yunho #san #yeosang #seonghwa #wooyoung #hongjoong #jongho #ateez imagines #song mingi #ateez au #ateez mingi #ateez x reader #ateez yunho #ateez scenarios #ateez smut #ateez fanfic #ateez fluff #atz #choi san #ateez angst #ateez and bollywoood #ateez in bollywood #ateez x bollywood

[likeastarstar]

the text drabbles with ama hobi…aur…

sorry if you're anti-daddy 🥴 I am too for the most part but sometimes....idk sometimes it hits...

(for context: let's say Hobi's in Chicago for lolla and OC stayed back bc of work. also let's pretend he has an iphone.)

can be read as a stand-alone!

"Show me this one with the pink heels," Hoseok bossed, cute face taking up most of your phone screen.

"You're sure it's not too short?" You asked quietly, pulling at the hem.

Hoseok wasn't kidding when he said he went shopping. You still weren't used to his rich and expensive ways, absolutely astounded when you walked into the apartment you shared with him to a million boxes with fancy packages and flouncy bows littering your hallway.

"Babe, you look so good- I'm debating canceling my set just to fuck you levels of good." He assured.

"I'm surprised you got all my measurements right," You mumbled, ignoring his flair for the dramatic.

He smirked, propping his phone up on something so you had a good view of him leaning back into the couch, manspreading wide with his hands thrown behind his head. You froze, halfway through the process of switching between two pairs of the highest heels you had ever seen to watch him settle in to enjoy the show- you.

"I know your body like the back of my hand, what can I say?" He flirted shamelessly, making warmth spread in your belly.

Man, it's been a long time since the two of you had gotten to have sex. You raised an eyebrow at him, taunting him with an unspoken dare.

"I love shopping for you- dressing you up in expensive shit like a doll." He sighed, hand creeping closer to his inner thighs.

You bit your lip, letting out an airy sigh, "Did you happen to buy any lingerie? You did say you wanted me to try on everything, right?"

His smirk deepened and he made a happy little noise, "Pink box- big white bow. Keep the heels on."

masterlist.

#bts drabble #bts timestamps #bts fic #bts smut #hoseok au #hoseok one shot #jung hoseok smut #hoseok drabble #hobi x oc #hobi x y/n #hobi fic #hobi x you #bts smau #hobi smau

[itz-stus]

Okay okay so hear me out what If dazai came to reality in desi readers houseeeeeee

Masterlist

What a Reality

"Uthja Y/n! Late ho rahi hai teri bus ane wali hai! JALDI UTH!"("Wake up Y/!! You're going to be late, your bus is about to come!! Wake u quickly!!") Your aunt screamed from the kitchen packing your lunch as you hurried out of your bed and quickly freshen up

Running down the stairs as you hurriedly ate your breakfast as your aunt scolds you "Itni late karti hai ye ladki! Ab mein nahi hongi ghar pe toh kaise samhale gi!" ("What should I do with this lazy girl! I'll be out of here how will you manage it?!")

"Sorry, Sorry." You apologized as you hug her and run off to take the bus.

As you arrived at your university, you glanced out the window and spied the same landscape; the same trees, road, same people, same rumors, and subjects.

Being bored with all this, you sighed and closed your eyes as the bus halted and your friend got on board and sat next to you.

"Aur bata kaisi hai?" ("So how are you?") She asked as you sighed and replied

"Kuch nahi bas neend a rahi hai"("Nothing just sleepy") You replied telling her the half-truth, it was true you were tried and sleepy but not because of the morning there was just nothing new to do it was all just waking up then go to university study for 8 hr and then get back home then study...It was just an endless loop of burden...You just wished for something interesting or a miracle to happen.

Going to university you saw the only thing you have probably not noticed all these years and thought,

'Koi naya mohala bana hai kya? Yaha kab se barigates lagne lage?' ('Is there a new collony setteling? There were never so many barigates here?')

Looking at the mysteriously abandoned road with a few buildings still in construction.

The day was just starting and you already felt drained out of boredom no one in your class came today all your friends were home and you just felt like an idiot for coming to university.

It was your game period as you decided to take a risky decision very learn you were going to bunk classes.

You packed your bag and walked out of the class when everyone was outside. You were never really in the limelight of the school so even if you go on a bunk no one would notice, it was the perfect time you had the keys to your home and some money to take a rikshaw or cab home.

Somehow you snuck out of university honestly the best thing you have ever done!! You were finally doing something new and you loved it, the excitement in you was growing as every second passed by. You were walking towards the main road when you found the same ally that was under construction. The classic shady ally that could be possessed. But, despite being scared, you followed your curiosity like the old saying goes, 'curiosity killed the cat'.

You walked towards the lonely ally as shivers ran down your spine looking at the chilly atmosphere. Looking around you saw a little glowing stone it almost looked like gold as you picked it up wanting to inspect it even more.

Big mistake, huge even. Bright lighting immersed you as you closed your eyes shut due to the bright light. You felt a weight on you as you fell to the ground. You open your eyes to look at what or rather who was over you as you find a young man of around age 17 over you. He had formal clothing on with bandages soaked in blood and mildly wavy, short, dark brown hair, and narrow dark brown eyes with one eye covered with a bandage.

This made you flustered as you pushed him back and scooted to the side. Waking the boy as he looked around him. Confused he mumbled something which you couldn't understand.

"Where am I?" He mumbled to himself as you let out "Huh?".

His attention then shifted towards you as he slowly stands and gives you a helping hand in standing up.

'D-Dazai! Dazai Osamu kaha se ya yaha pe! Mami sahi kaha rahi thi mein bahut sone lagi hu!! Mein pagal ho rahi sahi mein!!' ('D-Dazai! How is Dazai Osamu here? Aunt was correct I shouldn't sleep this much!! I'm going mad!!!') Wild thoughts ran through your mind as the chain was broken with a deep voice.

"Hello lady, Can you tell me where I am? I have no clue how I got here?" Dazai said in Japanese which you couldn't understand as your sweat dropped.

"Speak English?" You asked in short as Dazai sighed and replied in English

"My English not very good, sorry."

"Can you tell me where I am?" In broken in English as he asked as you immediately replied

"India, You are in India."

"India? How..."

"I don't know..." You looked at him as you saw his arm bleeding soaking his sleeve and bandages

"He bhagwan! Your arm is bleeding! Let's get you to the hospital...Are nahi voh bhi nahi kar sakte mere pas na toh id hai na hi mein iski koi Id proof de sakti hu..." ("Oh no can't do that either, I don't have my Id or his Id or documentation.")

You were just mumbling to yourself as you saw Dazai just questioning your behavior making you think he was judging you as you shuffled and quickly turned towards him and gestured towards him.

"Will you come with me?" You asked him slowly making sure he got what you meant as he just nodded.

As you both took off towards your home taking the fasted transport in India the rickshaw.

You both were silent thinking random thoughts and looking outside.

Dazai's mind was raised with so many questions.

'How am I here? This is so different from anything back home...People have no abilities...How can get out? I guess let's just follow this girl till I'm able to find a way back home....'

While you had your questions 'How is he here? I'm sure Dazai Osamu was either supposed to be dead or just in anime...How am I going to explain this to my Aunt...What am I going to do...Let's just get his injuries fixed first...'

But both of you had the same question in mind...

'Will I/he be able to go back?'

You two arrived home you quickly went to get your phone looked for a Japanese translator and typed as the translator spoke

"Please make yourself at home...I will get the first aid kit for your wounds." It said as Dazai shook his head making you tilt your head as he spoke in the app in Japanese.

"No need to worry it's fine." He said as you shook your head violently writing as the AI spoke

"Please, it's the least I can do, If you are not comfortable I'll leave to get you some comfortable clothes and leave the first aid here for you to use it and the bathroom open for you to shower."

Dazai listened and sighed as he nodded.

When you left to get him clothes he looked around the house finding your pictures in your room as well as many thick books university labeled by your name and placed in a column you named "b.tech college books".

He freshened up as he was thinking of the possibilities of what caused this problem. He came out of the bathroom patching his wounds as he wrapped a towel around his waist. Hearing the sound of clicking the door as you entered your apartment.

"Vaise toh iske kafi fayde bhi hai at least mujhe bore toh nahi hona padega akele vaise hi ab Mami mere sath rahengi nahi." ("Well, this is also great at least I won't be lonely when aunt won't be living with me") You mumbled as you entered the room and looked at Dazai who only had a towel on as bandages wrapped around his chest. You owlishly dropped the bad as heat rose to your cheeks as you slammed the door blushing.

"Here are the clothes!! Please make yourself at home!!" You screamed from outside.

"Eh?"

Both of you were now sitting at the dining table as you had made some sandwiches for Dazai forcing him to eat since he refused to do so.

The silence was thinking as you took your phone and typed as the AI spoke again.

"Do you know how you got here?"

Dazai shook his head saying no. as he spoke in the microphone.

"No but I do know what is happening, I looked around and found that I have time-traveled or something like that. My name is Dazai Osamu. I'm from Japan though I think this was a doing of an ability user but...how did his ability work on me? So! It's out of my head! Since I have no place to go will a lovely lady like yourself commit a double suicide with me?" He asked holding her hand as she violently shook her head.

"No, How about I teach some of the native languages here since you don't know when you'll be going or if you'll be going back. So at least you would know how to communicate with people and for the place well you can live with me. How does that sound?" The AI was interpreted as offering the boy your help.

"Will he be able to back? Will you tell him that he is not a real human? That he is just fictional? That all his pain and suffering is just meant for entertainment...Or will you take advantage of this to cure your loneliness and boredom...Will this decision chage the anything?"

#anime x desi reader #anime #bsd #dazaiousamu #dazai #desi reader #dazaireader #bsd x reader #dazai osamu #dazai x you #dazai x fem reader #dazai x desi!reader #dazai x reader #osamu dazai x reader #dazai x y/n #bsd x desi!reader #bungoustrydogs #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs dazai #bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs dazai #dazai x reader fluff #dazai fluff #dazai imagine #dazai headcanons

[pupkashi]

realizing i have to update my masterlist … aur naur

#let’s hope i get all my works #or else the one i forget will b lost in the abyss #so long bud #i think i have all the ones I’ve written #since i last updated it #maybe … #😀 #jess talks