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sonarspace · 5 days

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deception, nanami

content: mdni. angst. soft sex. breeding kink (? kinda) wc: 1.1k a/n: trying to get out of my writing slump but it’s bad! so here’s this…

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nanami’s laying in your arms when he gets a call from ijichi telling him he needs to be at shibuya in an hour. and instantly you’re being filled with dread. “don’t leave,” you tell him as soon as he hangs up the phone.

but he’s already buttoning up his shirt. you huff a frustrated breath and follow him to the bathroom where he fixes his blonde locks.

“don’t go, please” you try again your voice breaking. his eyes meet yours through the mirror. your lips wobble as a tear escapes the corner of your eye. he turns around his eyes creased in worry. “darling, what’s wrong?” his voice’s sweet and soft dripping honey with every word he speaks.

“i’m scared,” you voice your worries into his chest – wetting his blue shirt with your salty tears. he tilts your face to meet his eyes. you’re quietly sobbing now – eyes red and nose turning a shade darker.

“don’t leave me,” your melancholic voice tugs at his heart. he can’t leave them when they need him the most. “i have to, it’s urgent.” he just says in return. it was hurting him to see you like this. be away from you in this state.

“no, ken, please” you drag out the word. his lips match your downturned lips. he hated not doing what you asked of him but this was different. he had people relying on him – the higher ups, his colleagues, the students, the first years…

he drops his head to yours in defeat. his fingers brush away the tears streaking your cheeks. “take me with you,” you request. “you’re pregnant,” he retorts. “so what, i can protect us,” you argue back. your technique similar to gojo’s, allows you to create an invisible barrier. the only difference was, you could include other people.

“i’m not even sure what’s happening there but i don’t wanna risk your safety.” he says placing his hand on your bump. he feels a light kick against his hand and smiles. “it’ll make you use too much cursed energy, there are too many people there,” he adds. “ken,” you’re about to say but you feel another kick – harder this time. as if telling you to listen to him.

he smiles but it doesn’t reach his eyes. a part of him hurts as he lies “i’ll come back”.

“i love you kid,” he whispers as he places a kiss against your stomach. “i love you,” he tells you. holding your face firmly and placing a kiss against your lips — once, twice, and finally a third time. “i’m going to marry you when i get back,” he murmurs against your lips eliciting a teary laugh from your lips.

“promise,” you ask. “promise”. he vows.

but he doesn’t come back that night. or the night after. and you know it was normal for him to take a day or two for missions but the lack of texts and calls has you crying into his pillow. a text chimes from other side of the room. you get up and move quickly — shoko’s name on your screen. you feel like your heart going to jump out of your throat. this can’t be good.

shoko: i’m so sorry.

and you don’t need to read more cause your worst fear has come true. the phone slips out of your hand and hits the floor with a loud clack. you follow as your knees buckle and a weeping “no” erupts your throat.

you gasp for air through your cries. a set of arms pulls you into a hug. “i’m here, i’m here,” he whispers into your hair. “baby, i’m here.” he says again – louder this time. you calm down slightly pulling away from the embrace to see the face of the man you love so dearly.

“kento,” your voice cracks. a hand reaching up to touch his face. was he real? you feel his freshly trimmed hair prick your fingertips as your trace his face freely. his pink lips that kiss you and mark you like a canvas, his slender nose that nudges against yours playfully, & his brown eyes that never failed to take your breath away. “kento,” you say once again.

“yes, baby.” his eyes twinkle with love for you. “are you real,” you ask hazy from sleep. “i’m real,” he lets out a lighthearted chuckle. “you had another nightmare,” he cups your face and wipes away dried tears from your cheeks.

“i’m here. i’m okay. you’re okay. we’re okay.” he confirms. you sigh against his hand. his cold ring presses against your cheek and you’re reminded you’re married — have been married for a year.

you lay your head on his chest and he rubs your back comfortingly. “i was pregnant in my dream and you weren’t there”. he huffs in return. “and that’s why it’s just a dream. i’d never leave you. much less when you’re pregnant.” you smile into his chest.

“i want a baby,” you say. his body rumbles under yours with joyous laughter. “yeah?” he asks with a grin – his thumb under your chin pulling your face up to face him. “yeah,” you kiss him.

he kisses you back. his hand moves down to your neck – rubbing over your quickening pulse. you pull back and let his oversized button up fall off your shoulders. the slightly opened windows lets in a gentle breeze and hugs your body. the night sky is filled with moving pink clouds.

the sound of salty waves from outside, along with nanami’s gasping moan fills your ears as you lower yourself onto him. “ahhh,” your plushy walls are snug around his cock, making it hard for him to form a coherent thought.

before you can move too much, he flips you over. as much as he loved seeing you on top of him, he loved having you underneath him even more. loved seeing the way your eyes rolled back as he thrusts into you. the way your lips parted in moans and whines of his name.

“ken,” you whimper. he drops his head into your neck. kissing and biting at your soft skin. lolling out his tongue to soothe a bite. you wrap your arms around him. your nails dig into his back as he picks up the pace. the coil in your stomach grows tighter and tighter at the way his cock pushes against that sweet spot in you – turning your brain to mush and leaving your sentences incomplete.

your legs shake around his waist as you cum with a loud cry of his name. “you sure you want me to fill you up” he asks as you calm down from your orgasm. “filthy girl,” he teases when you nod with his fingers occupying your mouth. a muffled yes is all he needs to dump ropes and ropes of his seed deep into you. he pulls out his fingers from your mouth and replaces it with his tongue.

“we’re gonna make a baby,” he groans happily into your mouth.

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tragedy-of-commons · 19 days

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dearly beloved

sunday & gn!reader | wc: ~1.3k

Some birds were not meant to fly.

tags/warnings: SPOILERS FOR 2.2, implied/nongraphic animal death, childhood friends trope, kind of a character study, there is humor is you squint, romance is not the focus here

notes: the story quest had the gears turning and i have this to show for it! i honestly just wanted to yap. so. sunday's characterization is loose and i just had fun with this!

Sitting on the windowsill is a cage fashioned from wrought iron.

Inside Robin’s bedroom—the one you play in almost everyday—it’s a jarring new addition; the dull gray metalwork draws your eyes away from the scattered dolls and books resting upon the honey oak floors. Before your lips curl downwards, the shape inside of the cage catches your attention.

…A small bird chirps from inside.

“Robin!” you call out, hoping she’ll hear you from the hallway, “Since when did you get a pet bird? And is that a Charmony Dove?” She doesn’t come running in to answer, so you assume that she’s still held up with dinner. Making your way over, the little dove chirps at you.

It’s so pretty—and you would surely be scolded for gaping like a fish impolitely near any of the Oak Family—but Robin has never been a Judgey-Mc-Judger-Pants like all of those other stuffy adults.

“So adorable…” You decide to stick your hand between the bars so you can pet the animal. Though it’s beautiful, you’re sure you’d be able to hear its song much better if it could be let out for some fresh air.

An annoying voice decides to scare the ever-living shit out of you. “It is, right?”

“F-Fuck! Sunday, you scared me!” you say hotly, jabbing an accusing finger to his chest. “Where is Robin? She doesn’t take joy in my suffering!”

He tries not to smile at your “crass” language—whatever that means. “Mr. Gopher Wood wanted her to continue her lessons instead of playing with you,” Sunday straightens his posture, “She made me come to tell you, so…”

“Are you kicking me out?” You narrow your eyes at him. “Because if you are, I didn’t even wanna be here anyway! Robin is better than yo—”

He facepalms like you’ve seen your mother do. “No, I’m not. I don’t think I could make you leave if I tried. But weren’t you wondering about the dove?”

Your scowl drops into an awed smile, forgetting the whole reason why you were upset. The bird shifts from foot to foot (talon to talon?) on its perch, looking at you with eyes that look like sparkling amethysts. “Yes! When did you guys adopt one? I’ve never seen a Charmony Dove here before.”

Sunday frowns, a serious one, you note. It looks out of place on his face that still matches the chubbiness of yours, but he’s always been the one to talk you out of shenanigans in your ragtag group. He seems older right now, standing like he’s ready to lead an entire lineage while he can barely preen his feathers by himself.

“That’s because they normally don’t live here. Robin and m—Robin and I—found it outside in one of the gardens a week ago, sick and hurt,” he says, taking a spot at your side while you examine the bird with sympathy. “We decided to adopt it and nurse it back to health.”

“Poor thing…” It allows you to scratch under its neck, cooing affectionately under your touch. “At least it’s looking better. Robin must be so happy to have her own pet in her own room! Did she name it yet?”

Sunday frowns deeper, and he should really stop doing that, ‘cause he’ll get wrinkles. “No, she didn’t name it yet.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Robin… isn’t really happy about us adopting the dove.” Now that just doesn’t make sense! Robin loves animals, and you both once talked about adopting hundreds of them if you could. You’re about to open your mouth until Sunday adds on quickly, “She says birds are meant to fly in the sky.”

“I mean, she’s not wrong,” you survey the sturdy cage and how it dwarfs the inhabitant inside. “It looks like it’s in jail like Hanu from the cartoon.”

He flicks your forehead. “Be serious for once.”

“We’re eight!” you cry.

Sunday agrees to show you how to feed and hold the dove properly after you beg him, and the longer you hold fledgling life in your hands, the more cruel the cage seems. You don’t know if birds are meant to do this or that, but you know that their song is louder (and more annoying) when they chirp outside of your window.

Before you leave for the day, he also tells you that he and Robin plan to release the Charmony Dove when it fully recovers. A bittersweet notion that you think fits the siblings perfectly. If Robin is the sun that everyone’s eyes will be on, then Sunday must be the silent moon obscured by the curtain.

The moon lost its sun not long after. Robin’s departure from Penacony was also bittersweet, and you were left with one less friend. Not a week after she left, you found yourself in her empty bedroom, lonely. She did say that you were allowed inside anytime you wanted, and that you both would message everyday. Still, you missed her.

Something else is clearly missing too. The wrought iron cage that normally houses the Charmony Dove you’ve become familiar with is empty. You don’t think it could have escaped; the door to the enclosure is sealed with a solemn air. Sunday would naturally be taking care of the little thing, that much he told you, so where is it?

You get your answer after searching the winding halls for a short bit.

“...I didn’t mention this to you because I knew it would make you upset,” his brow is furrowed again, and you’d tease him for looking like an old man, but something is definitely wrong. “But the dove died a few days ago. It tried to fly, and when it did, it crashed.”

“That’s… what? I thought that you said it was healthy,” you supply, heart clenching.

“I’m sorry. It was, but I guess that some birds aren’t meant to fly.”

You don’t think you’re going to cry. “Why not? It looked perfectly healthy, so why shouldn’t it be able to fly like the others?”

Sunday laughs, “That’s a good question. It’s unfair, isn’t it? If we didn’t set it free, it’d be alive.” Somehow you get the feeling that Sunday isn’t feeling guilty, but instead something else. His eyes are set and intense, as if he’s not talking about a Charmony Dove, but something more than you can’t understand.

It is unfair. Birds are supposed to belong to the sky; that’s one of the first things you learn about them when you’re learning to speak your first words and take your first steps.

You feel heavy. “I’m glad it, um, passed when it was free, at least.” Maybe he’s acting a bit more down because of Robin leaving—which does make sense. You feel far away from him.

Sunday grabs your hand tentatively. “I wish there didn’t have to be an ‘at least’.”

You squeeze back. “Maybe one day, there doesn’t have to be… does Robin know?”

(You’re too naïve to notice the look of resolve aging his features by the day.) Now he looks guilty—doing that thing where he shifts his weight from foot to foot, “I didn’t want to upset her either.”

It’s silent save for the shuffle of your feet as he leads you out of the room and outside into the familiar gardens. They’re beautiful, filled with freesias, roses, begonias, and even a few unkempt weeds growing in the little abandoned corners. You’d go as far as to call it your paradise.

The reason you’re here reveals itself: a stone marking a mound of dirt that is plainly a makeshift grave. “Is this…?”

Sunday nods, halo dipping in tandem with his head. “It is. Just like the cage, it also needed a place to rest. This time I, um, fashioned it,” he pauses, “But one day, like you said, hopefully there needn’t be an at least. I want to make a world where there isn’t one.”

That sounds bittersweet, you think, plucking a weed from the otherwise flawless grass and placing it on the pillow of earth.

(You just hope that the boy beside you doesn’t lean too far in either direction.)

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i-luvsang · 5 months

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the first snow and being in love — park seonghwa

pairing : seonghwa x gn!reader ➖⟢ genres : fluff, comfort, established relationship➖⟢ cw : finals boooo, aka stress and a bit of crying, food & eating mentions, not editied ➖⟢ wc : 1.2K

he feels a bit guilty for thinking you look pretty with tears in your eyes. to be fair, he always always thinks you're pretty, and that was only an afterthought compared to the pull in his chest and the overwhelming desire to make you feel better.

seonghwa had only come in to deliver a fresh cup of your favorite comfort drink to cheer you through the last stretch of your online final. he knew you were stressed and utterly exhausted, but he hadn't expected you to look up at him with tears of frustration building up in those sweet, sweet eyes of yours.

“oh, darling,” he sighs, quick to bend down to your level and pull you into his arms. from the hug, he presses a sweet kiss to your temple. “you’re so close, sweetheart. almost there,” he reassures. he smoothes the back of your head with a gentle hand before parting and wiping a stray tear from your cheek. “you know, i’m so, so proud of all your hardwork these past few weeks. and i know it’s gonna pay off.” you nod a bit lamely at his words, feeling a bit overwhelmed by them despite all the encouragement he’s been giving you as you fight through a particularly difficult finals season.

“do you wanna take a break with me and regroup, or do you want to push through?” normally, he’d pull you up from your desk without even asking, but he knows that, right now, taking a break might just worsen your anxieties.

you sniffle before answering, “i wanna finish. i just wanna be done.” and because he can’t help it, he kisses the subtle pout on your lips that you didn’t mean to even show.

“okay,” he smiles gently. “i’ll be right in the living room when you’re done or if you need anything, alright? and it’s okay to change your mind about a break if you need.”

“mhmm. thank you, love.” you do your best to return his smile and have to admit that the reminder of his soft presence and sweet support has given you a bit more energy to finish the last of your tests.

undisturbed by the presence of your roommates for tonight and lucky to have had his finals a week before your own, seonghwa gets to work in the apartment, ordering your favorite takeout since he knows you’ll be hungry. he sets up your favorite candle on the table along with a few treats he picked up earlier today and prepares one of your comfort movies on the screen of his laptop to play in the background as you eat. then, of course, he waits patiently.

it’s pure luck, honestly, that the food arrives when it does. seonghwa is sure to be quiet when he opens the door to receive the delivery. what he finds, aside from the delivery person and the bag of food in their hands, makes him smile wide. it’s the first snow of the winter, and he hadn’t even noticed. there’s already a small coating of snow on the ground, and he can’t wait to show it to you. that’s why he smiles so wide—he thinks of the grin on your face that he’ll get to see when he’ll pull you out the door and you’ll get lay your tired eyes on something so fresh and pure. he knows it will cheer you up, so he adores the snow more than he ever has before.

not wanting to keep the worker delivering your food out in the cold, seonghwa is quick to take the food, thank the driver, and shuffle back inside, away from the biting chill in the nighttime air.

he hopes dearly that the snow won’t stop falling before you finish your final, just so you can experience the beauty of it falling lightly through the air, the white flakes illuminated by the warm light of the streetlamp across from your apartment.

and it’s perfect, because you appear out of your room with a tired smile only minutes later, just in time to eat the food warm and catch sight of the falling snow.

the second he hears you, he’s on his feet, ready to pull you into his arms. he can easily tell that you’re done, that hint of relief in your eyes lightening his chest a bit. the way you melt into his embrace has his features softening in love, though you can’t see it, and there’s another tug at his heartstrings as he thinks about how goddamn tired you must be after all the stress and less than restful nights.

you don’t move for a while, too comforted by his arms around you to bear parting. when he sweetly, softly tells you how proud he is of you, it almost makes you want to cry again.

“you did so well, my love,” he whispers, knowing softness is all that you need right now. “and you’ve done all you could, and i couldn’t be more proud of you. i know not knowing your final grades is still scary, but you did it. you really did it, and no matter what, you will be alright.”

those words pull out a tear or two, but just because of the way he makes you feel so loved. the way he says all the things you need to hear and holds you the way you need to be held.

“thank you,” you whisper back, no longer leaning into him so much. he takes this as a sign to pull apart, just a bit, and offer you some food. you hadn’t even realized how hungry you are, but the unmistakable smell of your favorite takeout hits your senses, and suddenly, you’re starving.

“yes, please,” you answer eagerly to his offer, the smile on your face growing more relaxed by the minute.

“great. but first, i have to show you something.”

you raise your eyebrows at him skeptically as he leads you to the door and quickly helps you into your coat before putting on his own.

“this better not take long, because i’m so beyond hungry right now.”

“it’s just right outside the door,” he grins. he loves that he can hear your voice grow playful, and not so tight anymore.

the sweet gasp that leaves your mouth when he opens the door to the sight of gently falling snow has the butterflies in his stomach going wild. he thinks you’re beyond adorable, and he loves you more than anything. the grin he predicted has his heart doing cartwheels and your hand latching onto his and pulling the two of you out the door brings a smile to his face to match yours.

you laugh a bit as the cold air hits you in full force, for now thinking of it as being refreshing. this small delight is more than anything you could ask for in this moment, and though it wasn’t seonghwa who made it snow, somehow it still feels like a gift from him. so you grab his other hand and spin around with him, letting yourself bask in the glory of the first snow and being in love with someone who would give you the world if he could.

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urlocalnonbinarybastardwrites · 2 months

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Headcanons for the greasers x s/o who flinches when they raise their hand in a fight

Tw: Angsty ig, light potential violence, slight abusive

Ponyboy Curtis

-you two were arguing about his smoking again

-you really hates when he does it, and he does it too much

-so you express that one night when it’s just you two having dinner at the Curtis house, Darrys still working, and Soda is out with Steve

-“You need to quit smokin so much Ponyboy! It’ll kill you!”

“I can’t quit y/n, yk how I get without my cancer sticks, y/n, just lemme have one more!”

-soon it turns into a bigger arguement, and you both get into each others faces, yelling

-he raises his fist, not thinking, and pauses when he sees the fear in your eyes

-he feels immediately sick to his stomach, at the thought of scaring someone he loved so dearly

-as you run out of the house he yells “W-wait! Y/n! Y/n! I-i ain’t mean to I swear!”

-he feels horrible and definitely breaks down on his steps crying a bit and soda and carry find him there ask him what happened

-he explains and they exchange looks, and they make him go apologize

-he comes to your house with flowers and a handwritten apology, getting ready to leave them at your door when you open it

-before you can get a word in he’s already rambling “Y/n I-I am so sorry I would’ve never actually hit you, I hope you know that I’m so so sorry please don’t break up with me but I understand if you w-“

-you hug him

-“Ponyboy Micheal Curtis if you ever raise that fist again-“

-he never does

Johnny Cade

-it’s so hard to imagine him actually doing this

-I feel like the only way you’d get that kind of reaction out of him realistically is hurting his friends

-but for the sake of the hcs let’s say you both get into a fight and you try getting in his face or sum and he pushes you back, a lot harder then he meant

-you slam into the wall

-with tears down your cheeks, you always thought Johnny was your safe person, the last person on earth who would hurt you

-it wasn’t really about the pain, it didn’t hurt that much. But the fact he did it

-for Johnny, his world just shatters…. He just did what he swore he’d never do… lay hands on you

-he drops to his knees in shock at himself, feeling the worst pain imaginable looking at your wet eyes, your… scared eyes

-he knows that look so well, the one he’s had so many times himself and he feels his heart rip out when you run away from the lot

-in canon it takes a LOT to make him cry and this does it

-he cries in his hands, he can’t believe what he just did

-feels the worst out of all the greasers ☹️

-he lets you come to him, he doesn’t go to you, he wants to give you enough space from him

-when you come back and meet him at the lot his stomach does a flip

-“Y/n I didn’t mean to push you that hard I swear I wouldn’t ever hurt you I’m so sorry I’m just like my old man and ma…. I don’t ever wanna hurt you I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry….”

-practically drops to his knees before you

-you look at him, sighing, it’s impossible to stay mad at him

-you look him dead in the eyes as he gulps

“Johnny Cade you best never lay a finger on me again in that way y’hear?”

-he never comes close to doing that again, and even months later apologizes

Sodapop Curtis

-him doing this is so ooc like johnny lmao so it’s hard to protest and I think he’d again only ever do this if you attacked pony or sum

-you’re frustrated with him, he’s smart, dammit! Maybe a little slow, but when he gets things he gets them!

-and you really wish he could see that

-you both have enough collective money to push him through college to get a better job than a gas station

-and even if he is happy, he could be happier

-you both get into another arguement, and he grabs your arm, pulling you closer, and you squeal a little as your arm turns red

-he turns to you and meets your eyes, dropping your arm instantly

-you look at him in bewilderment and… fear as he starts

-“Y/n c’mon now please, wait…”

-but you’re out of that house faster than lightning

-he immediately goes to your house with flowers, and some jewelry that he’s been saving up to buy you

-you open the door “Soda, you can’t win my affection back with a half assed smile and-“

-he cuts you off with a sheepish grin “I- I actually intended to win you over in a different way…. Like an apology. I’m so sorry. I-After Sandy… I just can’t lose you too, to something so stupid. I’ll never do it again.”

-he is a man of his word

Darry Curtis

-one day he comes home, already tired from work and sees you there, crossed arms

-he forgot your anniversary… again

-he tried to apologize and you interrupted, furious

-he shoots back, arguing he can’t remember because he works all the time and actually does something with his life

-you get furious at this remark, and yell up in his face and he shoves you, (pb Curtis style 💀💀😭)

-you sit up, looking at him with tears because hell yes getting abused by Darry’s muscle mass hurts

-you look so scared and when darry meets your eyes his jaw drops, and he tries to apologize but you’ve already ran out of the house

-you head home and he comes to your door the next day, and the next

-your relationship takes the longest to heal

-about a month later you let him in and he’s mostly quiet, he feels horrible

-he lets you tell and scream at him and take out your anger, just so he can at least let you get it all out before he tries to apologize

-“Y/n I-i am really sorry. Sorrier than I ever have been in my entire life. I made one of the biggest mistakes I ever have and I am real sorry.”

-you stand up, and let out a teary sigh “if you ever lay another hand on me again I will leave you faster than you can’t count to three DO YOU UNDERSTAND?”

-he nods

-it takes a very long time to repair your relationship, but once you do, he never lays a finger on you like that ever again

Dallas Winston

-one night, he gets a bit drunk and a girl kisses him

-you get mad, and see the whole thing before he pushes her away with disgust

-you think he cheated and yell at him about it when you both get home

-you both get HEATED and get in each others faces, this is definitely the most fast building fight

-he raises his palm up, nearly hitting you but taking a pause when he looks into your alone angry eyes, now with a layer of fear

-for a look the he’s used to getting so much his way, this hits differently

-he drops his hand, and looks down at it then back at you, and immediately tries to apologize

-“C’mon y/n I wasn’t actually gonna hit you you know that stop making such a big deal out of it-“

-you run out and he actually feels badly

-he won’t ever approach you first, he waits for you to come to him

-“Dallas Winston you NEVER do that again. Please.”

-he nods, and even, for the first time, apologizes sincerely

-he doesn’t ever do it again

Two Bit Matthews

-you two were joking around when suddenly he cracked a joke a bit too close to home

-you told him off and annoyed, he argued back

-pretty soon it was a full on fight, and he grabbed your hand and raised the other one

-you looked up at him “Two… were ya gonna hurt me?!”

-he snaps out of it, looking at you and instantly pulling away

-“Y/n, I’m so sorry… I-i don’t know what came over me. You know I couldn’t do that.”

-he looks into your eyes genuinely and you pause

-“Never again?” “Never again, promise.”

Steve Randle

-he left Ponyboy out of another hangout between him you and soda and you were mad, you knew it hurt Ponyboy

-you bring it up to him and he immediately deflects and rolls his eyes

-after a while things get pretty heated and he snaps, and grabs the collar of your shirt

-you gasp, and look down then up at him, and he looks at you, confused then guilty

-he looks at you as you back away “Y/n…… don’t be like that… I wouldn’t- I couldn’t-“

-you run out of the gas station and sit under a nearby tree, your head in your knees

-he runs after you, and squats down next to you, looking you in the eyes

-“Y/n, I’m so sorry. I know never do that to you. I’ll never do it again.”

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Friends? Never. Pt.11 (Ellie Williams x reader)

SYNOPSIS: You and Ellie had been bitter enemies for years now but before that you were best friends. You had always planned to be roommates one day but when that becomes a reality the situation isn't exactly how you both imagined it.

Your night had been rough, you thought you needed space from Ellie and in a way you did but all your mind was plagued with while trying to fall asleep on Lacey's sofa was how you craved to be in Ellie's arms, in Ellie's bed, at home. All you wanted was home so after a sleepless night filled with huffs and sighs and tossing and turning, you thanked Lacey and headed home as the sun was barely peeking up over the horizon.

When you walked through your front door, shutting it quietly, you expected it to be quiet, silent even, you expected Ellie to be sleeping in her room but instead you hear the faint, nasally call of your name from the living room before Ellie's tired face pokes out from the doorway.

"Hey babe." Your voice was laced with relief as the most genuine smile crept across both of your faces, she walked over to you sheepishly, barely making eye contact until you pull her into the tightest hug as you breath in the smell you had missed so dearly over the past night. "I'm sorry I left, I thought I needed space, but I was wrong, I missed you so much, I just didn’t know what I was feeling about Abby or how to deal with it.” You pause and note the silence accompanied by her sorrowful expression as you pull away and gaze at her. “Are you okay?" You speak as you lean back into her shoulder as you feel her body relax into you.

"Yeah, of course." She pulls away looking dead into your eyes as if trying to see through them. "Are you?"

"Better today." She pulls you into another hug, completely consuming your every thought and feeling.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be, please, it's not your fault." You knew your reassurance would fall on deaf ears, but you didn't care, you'd say it until you could no longer speak. You feel light kisses being pressed to your neck, but it didn't feel sexual, it felt like she was trying to take the pain she knew you were feeling away with every kiss and in a way, it was working. You feel better now you're back with Ellie but for some reason your cheeks began to feel damp and your vision started to cloud, you couldn't understand why you were crying because she wasn't making you sad, she was making you happier, it didn't make sense, you sniff frustratedly and her head shoots away from your neck to look at your tear-streaked face.

"What's going on babe? Do you want me to stop?"

"No, no, I don't even know why I'm crying I'm being stupid."

"You're not being stupid, you're never stupid. Come on let's go upstairs." You let her lead you upstairs and as you reach both your bedroom doors, she looks back at you. "Yours or mine?"

"Yours, please." She nods and opens the door to her room, letting you inside and leading you straight to the bed where she holds you into her chest as she gently rubs your back.

"Do you wanna talk about it?"

"I don't really know what to say. She wanted to kill Joel, so she couldn't live but she had nothing, I just hated being the one to take the last thing from her."

"I'm-"

"Don't you dare apologise again, Ellie, I'm serious." You shut her up by pressing a soft kiss to her lips that turns sloppy but still tender as your body's press closer together until there's no space between either of you. Your legs entwine together as she slots one of her thighs between yours and rests the other atop, her chin resting on top of your head as you break from the kiss to catch your breath. You press your face into her neck and inhale deeply, you had missed her so much. She tightens her grip around you as you scratch at her scalp and peck at her neck repeatedly. “Ellie I’m so sorry I left; it wasn’t the right thing to do. I love you so much, you make everything better.”

Ellie wasn’t sure why she was shocked, she knew in general it was quick to say ‘I love you’ but with all your history it didn’t feel quick at all and you had said you loved her yesterday but this time you had said it first, she felt her cheeks heat as a lump in her throat formed. She tried to will the tears away because she felt silly, she was so happy so why was she crying. You felt the subtle increasing heaving of her chest and you look up to see her cheeks shiny with tears, you pull away so you can face her as your bodies are still tangled together. “What’s up babe?”

“Nothing, nothing, I’m just really happy. I love you so much.” She kisses your nose gently and you snuggle back into her knowing she’s okay.

“We’re being so gross and sappy right now.”

“I know I think I might vomit in a second.” You both giggle as you stay wrapped in each other’s arms, neither of you daring to move a muscle. You stay cuddled together until you both doze off basking in the warmth of the rising sun.

When you woke, your body sticky with a layer of sweat that was no doubt from cuddling with Ellie despite the blistering heat, you noticed the absence of the auburn-haired girl, you surveyed the room and noticed the door was wide open and at the same time you hear a crash accompanied with a “FUCK.” that sounds like its coming from the kitchen. You jump out of bed and race down the stairs to be faced with Ellie covered in some sort of batter that was also splattered over the floor and cupboards, you notice the bowl on the floor that you assumed was the culprit of the crash you had heard.

“Er what you up to babe?” She jumps and whips round to face you with a frustrated glare on her face as her eyes flick between you and the bowl on the floor.

“Shit did I wake you up? I was gonna surprise you goddamit.” You smile and inch closer to her, further inspecting the mess she had made. “I was gonna make pancakes, but the bowl jumped off the counter and got shit everywhere.”

“Mhm likely story. Do we have enough stuff to remake the batter?”

“Yeah I think so.”

“Well you go get yourself cleaned up while I sort out the mess the bowl made in here and then we can try again.” She smiles warmly at you playing along with her story despite the knowing quirk of your eyebrow as she walks past and kisses your cheek muttering a small ‘thanks’ before scooping some batter from her top on her finger and swiping it onto your nose with a mischievous giggle. “Ugh Ellie, go clean up you idiot.”

“Okay, okay, I’m going.” She walks backwards with her hands up in a surrender gesture before she smacks straight into the wall with an ‘ooph’. “Don’t say a word.” You’re desperately trying to hold in your laugh as she walks out of the room, this time glancing at the position of the doorway while glaring at you.

Once she’s left you get to work cleaning up the immense mess she had made as you wonder how on earth she actually managed this. You’re finishing cleaning the floor when Ellie walks in in fresh clothes. You stand as she walks over to you and wraps her arms around you, swaying you both gently, she had never been this clingy but the energy between you two had shifted, since you had come back from your walk with Abby, it had been different.

Ellie had felt clarity in her mind for the first since since she can remember as you walked through the door last night, even looking at your sullen face and after your night apart, she understood your devotion to her and her happiness, it only strengthened the love she already knew she felt for you but it made her determined to make your actions not in vain. You executed Abby because you wanted to give her time to fix her relationship with Joel, she had to do that for you, she at least owed you that. She’d forever be in your debt, and she was happy that way, she always would be.

“Come on you, we’ve got pancakes to make me.”

“Hey they’re not all for you you know.”

“Well duh... you can have the leftovers.”

“Gee thanks.”

“That’s what you get for waking me up.”

“Wait, did I actually?”

“No but still, make me pancakes.” She rolls her eyes before going back to the cupboards to get all the ingredients out for the second time this morning as you watch her back and arm muscles ripple under the tank top she had changed into. You’re basically drooling as she turns around with a knowing look at your ogling.

“Like the view?”

“Oh yeah.” You saunter over to her as she turns back to the counter to start weighing out the ingredients and as you pinch her ass cheek she jumps and scowls at you. “What? You can’t blame me. Your ass is so cute.”

“Shut up.” She pours the flour into the bowl and goes completely over the amount that she was supposed to put in as the scales mock her displaying the weight of the flour. “Hm good enough.”

“No Ellie take some out.”

“Fine.” She takes a large pinch and throws it straight at you as you stand there dumbfounded.

“Are you fucking serious?”

“Oh shit there’s a hair in the flour, I think it’s one of yours.”

“Ellie that is a short red hair, that is obviously yours.” She just shrugs before leaning over the bowl and blowing at the hair but the flour just explodes onto her face which sends her stumbling away as she coughs and splutters, you can barely stand you’re laughing so hard as she goes to the sink to wash the flour off her face. When she turns back to look at you with a grumpy expression, hair stuck to her damp forehead you can’t help but smile at the sight, when you had moments like this with her it only reminded you of your childhood friendship and how pure it had been before everything, the nostalgia warmed you and you beckoned her over to help you continue making the batter.

Somehow you both managed to make a few pancakes each, yours looking considerably better than Ellie’s and as you watched her finish the last bite of the sort of pancakes-sort of pile of pancake mush that was created when she tried and failed every time to flip her pancakes in the pan you couldn’t help but reach over and swipe a little bit of syrup that had collected on the corner of her lip with your thumb before popping it into your mouth with a devilish grin as you both make eye contact. Her cheeks turn rosy and she gulps before standing and taking both your plates to the sink, she goes to leave them there but the look on your face sends her straight back to the sink to start washing them up, you giggle and grab the towel hung over the handle of the oven to start drying the dishes she was putting on the draining board, you watch her hands as the veins flex with her movements only to be interrupted by Ellie bumping you with her hip. You bump her back and she stumbles slightly which leads her to bump you back harder this time, you stumble to the side and catch your foot on her chair that she hadn’t pushed back under the table and go crashing to the floor. She rushes over to you, her hands still soaking wet, in fits of laughter as she pulls you up.

“Oh my god I’m sorry I didn’t mean to do that... Are you okay?” There are tears falling down her cheeks as she fails to control her hysterical laughter, it’s so infectious that you can’t help but giggle along with her. “Go put a movie on, I’ll finish up in here.” You assume that’s her way of apologising for your tumble and as you walk past the chair you had tripped, you loudly push it into the table as you glare at her sheepish face.

Ellie finishes tidying up... to her standard and joins you in the living room only to find you kneeling at the record player and flipping through the collection of vinyl's you had both amassed over the years. She watches as you pull out the Crooked Stills album ‘shaken by a low sound’ and place the needle so it plays your favourite song on the album ‘ain’t no grave’.

“Oh I love this one.” Ellie exclaims from behind you as the melody starts to fill the room.

“Me too.” You hold out your hand to her and she takes it before spinning you round and pressing her front to your back and swaying you both as her hands find their place on your hips and her head rests on your shoulder. You stay swaying until she spins you out again causing a giggle to erupt from your lip.

“Babe watch this.” Is all you hear before you see her start doing a poor imitation of a robot dancing. You watch with a confused look on your face before she huffs. “It’s a robot dance... whatever Joel does it better.”

“I hope so.”

“Shut up you.” As she says this, the song switches to ‘ecstasy’ which is the song that had played at the tipsy bison that night where you danced together. Your cheeks heat as you remember what had happened that night and the guilt threatens to consume you once again but her hands on your cheeks ground you and bring you back to reality. “Let’s make a different memory to this song hm.” She presses a light kiss to your lips and pulls you into her by your waist as you wrap your arms around her neck. You dance together until the song finishes and the warmth throughout your body feels like its radiating a glow around you.

The day had been perfect and now you and Ellie were snuggled up on the sofa watching another Jurassic Park film that Ellie had begged to put on when there’s a knock at the door. You both look at each other quizzically as neither of you were expecting guests, let alone at this time of night.

“Stay here, I’ll get it.” Ellie says before jumping up and walking to the door. You pause the film to listen to whoever was at the door.

“Oh, hey Dina, what’s up?”

“A bunch of us are sneaking out to go party, there’s a campfire by the lake. Thought you might wanna come.”

“Oh errrr...” She looks back in the direction of the living room as she scratches at the back of her neck.

“Oh come on Ellie, there’s booze and me and Jesse raided Eugene’s growhouse so there’s a butt-ton of weed too.”

“Oh well then we have to go.” You add enthusiastically as you pop up next to Ellie and grab onto her arm that was nearest you. Dina quirks an eyebrow at Ellie but she completely misses it as she’s too busy gazing at your excited face like you put the sun and stars in the sky.

“Yeah, I guess we’ll come, when’s it starting?”

“Well I’m heading over now but you guys can come whenever.”

“Yeah okay, we’ll get ready now and meet you there.”

“Cool... See ya.” Dina shoots Ellie one last strange look that she catches this time before turning on her heel and walking away. You squeal and run off to find an outfit as she bids goodbye to the cosy night in she was very ready for but she just couldn’t say no to you.

When you’re both finally ready, you start the short walk to the north-west side gate, one of the perks of living right on the outskirts and Ellie observes as you nimbly pick the lock before you both slip out to freedom.

As you approach the campfire you take note of the group of about twenty people, some chatting, some dancing but no one looked particularly sober even from a distance. The smell of weed hits you as you get closer and you notice the audible sniff from Ellie before a small sigh. You go to grab her hand and hold it in yours but you stop yourself as you realise you’re in public. You don’t know why that stops you but it does.

The night was fun, you had drank and smoked a bit and you were dancing with Dina as Jesse and Ellie watched while they chatted until Jonah calls everyone over for a game of truth or dare.

“Seriously Jonah? Are you twelve?”

“Shut up Dina you know you want to play. We’ll spin the bottle to see whose go it is and if the two people who went before you both say truth you have to do a dare. Got it?” Everyone nods as they take their places in the circle and the game commences. There had already been multiple rounds before two people in a row say truth which means whoever goes next has to do a dare. You aren’t even shocked when the bottle lands on you, somehow you just expected it but what you didn’t expect was to be dared to kiss anyone in the group by Dina. You shoot Dina a look that she laughs at smugly, you knew what she was doing, and you weren’t even mad. Without a beat you crawl over to Ellie that was sitting a couple people away from you before clambering into her lap and holding her crimson-painted cheeks. She looks at you like a deer in headlights which mimics the look on everyone else’s faces at your open display of affection. You press your lips to hers passionately and swipe your tongue over her bottom lip, as she grants it entrance into her mouth, she wraps her arms around your waist and pulls you into her. You almost get lost in the heat of the kiss until you hear gasps and whooping which prompts you both to pull away and avert eye contact from everyone whose eyes were glued to you both. You press a quick kiss to her cheek and whisper in her ear: “That was hot babe” before climbing off of her and crawling back to your original position.

Everyone moves on pretty quickly and the game continues until eventually everyone is too tired or intoxicated to continue and the numbers dwindle until Dina and Jesse say their goodbyes and it’s just you and Ellie left. You climb onto her the second Dina and Jesse are out of view and start kissing up her neck as you push the flannel she was wearing off her shoulders. You sit up and whip your top off before standing and kicking your bottoms off. You grin and remove your underwear until you’re standing before her completely naked as she watches in awe. “Race you.” You mutter before running to the lake.

“Wait, that’s not fair.” She rushes to take off the rest of her clothes before running at the lake and cannonballing into it where you were floating and waiting for her. She swims up to meet you and takes you in her arms as you wrap your legs around her waist and kiss her forehead.

“I had the best day El, thank you.”

“Me too babe.”

You both stay like that enjoying the cool of the water under the silver moonlight until you notice the subtle shiver of Ellie’s body and the blue tint of her lips so you drag Ellie out of the water and back home to warm up together cuddled up in bed.

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theywantedplayer · 1 year

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Masterslist

NEW MASTERLIST

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who i write for

Jamie Draysale

“shit I didn't mean to say that”

Loved so dearly

“Its midnight where the hell were you

obsessed

Doing nothing with you

“my friends are really annoyed about how much I talk about you” “you’re staring”

Sparks fly-Taylor Swift

Thin walls NSFW

Good morning NSFW

Happy Birthday NSFW

"please kiss me" "stay quiet" NSFW

“ it’s okay just breathe” “look at me, please?”

“I’m not leaving”

Trevor zegras

jealousy

“... " " "Wanna make out?" "Sure" “ the second I saw you I couldn't get over how beautiful you were”

“You're kinda cute in this” “only kinda.”"Did you see that?" "You saw that right?"

“someone’s happy to see me” “you bought me flowers?”

Picking fights

he didnt say it

obsessed

“don’t fucking touch what is not yours” “Shh.. I’m here”

“oh hun, i wish you wouldn’t work yourself so hard” “you look exhausted”

“first one to make noises loses” NSFW

Just one more NSFW

Moth to a flame NSFW

Long Day NSFW

Auston Matthews

“No, no, please don’t look sad. I can’t handle that.”

“don’t fucking touch what is not yours” NSFW

I only want you

obsessed

I think Your enough

I wouldn’t do that to you” “i’m going to fuck your so hard you’re going to forget that guys name”

“You take me so well.” “Spread your legs wider.” NSFW

You comfort Austin after they get eliminated in the second round

paparazzi NSFW

“I’ve been in love you for years”

Jack Hughes

This is how you celebrate a win NSFW

“Shh im here”

obsessed

All stars

First time NSFW

Jersey NSFW

Shower sex NSFW

Luke Hughes

“ i love you the way you are, okay? you don’t need to change. ”

High and dry NSFW part 2

Bruises

My boyfriends Brother NSFW

Finally alone NSFW

Drunk

“No, no, please don’t look sad. I can’t handle that.”

Quinn Hughes

“im just trying to help you” “Please, talk to me’’

soft spot

“Baby can you please shut the fuck up”

“do you think I dropped my walls like this for anybody?”

"i’m going to fuck your so hard you’re going to forget that guys name”NSFW

you’re so fucking hot when you’re mad”“ you’re blushing” “am not”

Submissive quinn NSFW

Flight NSFW

Brock Boeser

andrei kuzmenko

Nico hischier

Captain NSFW

“I wish you wouldn’t work yourself so hard”

Golden gold

“come and sit on my face and i’ll show you how much i missed you” NSFW

obsessed

Fair amount

The purse

Dirty talk NSFW

Little things

HandCuff’s+Blindfold NSFW

Arber Xhekaj

I wanted to see you

Kirby dach

Freezing

Cole caulfield

Feeling lost

“Why isn't he getting up?”

“I’ll never be good enough”“I wish you could see yourself how I see you”

Talking to yourself

“No panties?” NSFW

In every room NSFW

Sidney Crosby

“Will you dance with me? Please, pretty please!”

“I missed you so much” & “ you bought me flowers?”

“i love you the way you are, okay? you don’t need to change.

obsessed

“Don't listen to them” “Because I know you”

“Hey…..be safe” “ you’re not even listening”

Juraj Slafkovsky

“I just wanted to be held for a while”

"everything about you amazes me"

“don’t yell at me in a language i don’t understand!” “please don’t cry, i’m sorry”

Mitch marner

“you’re crying” and “i missed you so much”

“you were crying.” “you’re warm.”

obsessed

Second Chance

“I get so hard when i’m around you“

Needy Mitch NSFW

Carter Hart

Mat Barzal

“You smiled! I saw it, so no denying it.” and “You’re definitely the only person I would do this for.”

andrei svechnikov

Fastest Skater goes to?

“i’m going to fuck your so hard you’re going to forget that guys name” NSFW

leon draisaitl

“first one to make noises loses”

“come and sit on my face and i’ll show you how much i missed you” NSFW

"so, how much longer do you plan on using me as your personal space heater?"“Please kiss me.”

Jeremy Swayma

“no panties?”“Do you want my fingers?" NSFW

Morning kisses

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zjpg · 10 months

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just a girl

'birthday'

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[2020 - celebration posts + texts]

claire do you have something to tell me???? a secret lover perhaps??

addi huh??? oh! no lmfao fans just like shipping me with every man under the sun 😀😀

claire attractive men!

addi i don't trust your taste. you're dating my brother. besides, i'm here to race, not date.

claire ikik and i'm so happy for you. but you and arthur have been driving me nuts for the past 5 years.

addi nothing is going on between arthur and i !!!

claire 15th birthday. if i remember correctly, i gave you alcohol behind your moms back because you were sad that arthur couldn't make it to your bday. 16th birthday, the day after you slept over while your brother was away and i gave you wine, you told me you thought arthur was cute. age 17, arthur started talking to a girl and you got upset.

addi arthur IS cute. i tell him that all the times. and ofc i was upset about him not coming to my bday party!! the only reason i was upset about him talking to that girl was because she didn't want him talking to me. you've proven nothing.

claire charles didn't come either and you were only crying about arthur the whole night?? what about pierre?

addi what about him?

claire louis told me you used to like him??

addi omg clai, when i was 10😭😭 put me next to any blonde boy with the jb haircut when i was 10 and i would've sworn we were soulmates i love gasly, and i love arthur. but i've never seen myself dating either of them. esp not at the start of my career!

claire mhmmmm, you're so real for that blonde boy statement btw.

addi ikr, i had such a strong thing for blondes when i was younger.

claire i'm not done talking about these boys!

addi ofc you're not.

claire lando.

addi bestie.

claire false. since when has lando norris ever congratulated another driver on social media after a DNF?!?!!??!?!

addi he prob did it because i did on his first win.

claire flirting on twitch? facetime during lockdown???

addi flirting?? i wasn't flirting.

claire oh bby ofc you didn't. you and your brother share the same level of flirting skills. zero he was flirting, granted i don't think he is much of a pro when it comes to flirting either.

addi okay 1. rude. i can flirt.

claire no you can't.

addi and 2. he wasn't flirting.

claire denial denial denial. maybe there's nothing going on with pierre. maybe. (that man looks at you with the biggest fucking smile but that's my only evidence) but arthur and that british bitch? there's something there.

addi british bitch😭😭 there's nothing there but friendship 🥰

claire mhmmm whatever you say. i'm rooting for arthur.

addi why-

claire arthur's a cutie patootie

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addilynleblanc happy birthday my forever friend❤️❤️❤️

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charles_leclerc i love you dearly -> addilynleblanc i love you more, charlie

arthur_leclerc the last three images, you're making the same face hahahaha -> addilynleblanc we are the same person🫡

user1 everyone say thank you addi for these pictures.

user2 the pic of them together when they were little 🥹🥹🥹 -> lori.rynolds.leblanc She will murder me, but Charles was her first kiss😊😊 -> addilynleblanc mama! -> landonorris Aweeeee

nolanleblanc Happy birthday Cha! -> charles_leclerc thank you!

pierregasly Why is he in a closet? -> arthur_leclerc Intense game of hide and seek.

user3 i love how you added pics with jules and arthur as well🥹

user4 you used to be blonde??? -> louisjuliusleblanc She ruined her hair when she was 13.

addi it's 12 am. happy birthday charlie. i love you did i beat arthur this year?

charlesthank you chérie❤️ i love you too and yes you did

addi SCORE!!!!

charles lol speaking of... is there something you wanna tell me?

addi noooo not you too🥲 did nolan or claire talk to you??

charles clair and louis this time. but louis was drunk so he didn't make any sense.

addi sounds about right. nothing is going on with me and arthur. or me and pierre. or me and lando.

charles lando's a new one. you've already told me how you feel about pierre before. does that still stand?

addi yes.

charles idk why you never talked to him about that?he was confused for so long.

addi idk how he could be. i don't wanna talk about him.

charles okay. what about arthur then? nothing going on at all?

addi why? do you know something i don't?

charles if i did would it make a difference?

addi probably not.

charles because you don't like him at all or because of something else?

addi because i told myself i would focus on my career i don't want to lose focus.

charles i've never seen you lose focus in anything but math class. having feelings and dating people won't make you lose focus, take it from me. charlotte and i are doing just fine.

addi too bad your strategist is fucking you over😁

charles addilyn. i'm being serious.

addi lando's cute and sweet. but i still don't know enough about him. arthur and i grew up together, he was my first friend, he used to tattle on the kids in karting who would bully me. i don't want to ruin the life long relationship that's there. and then pierre... yeah. i also just don't think i'm ready.

charles okay, chérie. that's fine. but don't suck up all your feelings. that's when you'll start to lose focus.

lando Hey! Wyd right now?

addi i was gonna watch a movie and then facetime charlotte to talk about charles' birthday

lando Sounds boring Wanna play COD??

addi sure, why not.

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piichuu · 9 months

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♡ STARS AROUND HIS SCARS - SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA

NOTES: fluff, gn!reader

WORD COUNT: 726

AUGUST DRABBLES

sanemi sighs as he’s looking at himself in the bathroom mirror, brushing his teeth. today has been a long and tiring day, one that’s only gotten him frustrated. the only person who hasn’t got yelled at by the white haired man is you who’s just entering the bathroom, wrapping your arms around his waist.

“everyone fucking sucks, they’re so stupid it’s actually incredible,” he mumbles after spitting out the toothpaste and washing his mouth. you stroke his back comfortingly, his shirt being thrown off so his many scars are visible, not only those covering his face after the many demons he’s fought. “you’ve been telling them that, haven’t you?”

he sighs and nods, leaning his head on yours while closing his eyes. “i’m just so tired lately, i’m tired of everyone asking so much of me,” he mumbles, placing a kiss to the top of your head. “i just wanna be with you, i have no idea how you calm me down so much.”

sanemi allows you to lead him into the bedroom while holding your hand, smiling to himself for the first time today. he’ll finally get to cuddle with you in bed, something he may not admit is his favorite thing in the entire world. he would be too embarrassed to admit that he gets a little moodier when he hasn’t got to hug you throughout the night, it sounds childish but is true.

he lies down on his back while you rest your head on his chest, holding his hand while doing so. sanemi’s entire body is covered in scars. his face, chest, stomach, legs, arms, hands, everywhere. he has no visible difficulties with them being so obvious, but thinking about how he got them does make your heart ache. the pain he must have gone through when he received every single one. how much did his face hurt? was he close to dying when he received those on his chest and stomach?

without saying a word, you begin to place a few kisses to his chest, specifically to where his scars are. some are newer than others. there are many times you’ve had to see his wounds turn into scars and throughout your entire relationship, he’s had to try and convince you that it’s not a big deal while you’re hugging him tightly and crying in fear of him dying.

there’s a large scar over his stomach that you spend much time on kissing. sanemi gasps at the sudden feeling of your lips against his skin and his eyes can only watch as you so sweetly show him love.

you look up at him and smile softly, moving upwards to press kisses to his face. “what are you doing, baby?” he asks while still having one hand enveloping yours. his eyes are closed as you kiss the scars by his eyebrows and he can slowly feel tears beginning to form in the corners of his eyes. “just loving you,” you whisper which is his last straw.

tears begin to slowly run down his rosy cheeks and even if he would never allow himself to be this vulnerable in front of anyone else, he is well aware that you would never judge him for crying. you would only kiss his tears away and rub his cheeks while allowing him to let all of his feelings out, that’s why he loves you, that’s why he wouldn’t ever want to be with anyone else.

he can’t remember the last time he cried this much, he doesn’t really know why either. he’s never hated his scars, but knowing that they don’t force you to stop loving him truly makes him the happiest man on earth. “i love you so much,” he whispers as his entire cheeks are now covered in tears like a water fall.

you flash him a sweet smile, gently wiping his tears away before leaning your forehead against his, closing your eyes as he closes the gap between your lips, cupping your cheeks. he holds you so dearly, as if you are the most important thing ever, like you’re made out of glass. he would do anything for you without complaining. what did he ever do to deserve someone like you? at the end of the day, it doesn’t really matter because he’ll keep you in his life until the day he dies.

#demon slayer x reader #demon slayer fluff #demon slayer x you #demon slayer x y/n #demon slayer #demon slayer sanemi #sanemi shinaguzawa #sanemi x you #sanemi x reader #kny sanemi #sanemi x y/n #sanemi shinazugawa #sanemi shinazugawa fluff #sanemi fluff #x reader #august drabbles

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bingeeaterblog · 4 days

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// small warning big re touken hate it's a post on why I hate it and how I think it could've been done better BUT I encourage you to keep reading if you do like them and to give me your thoughts whether to tell me why you like them or why you think im wrong in some regards i love a good debate its why i joined Tumblr

I'm gonna start this off by talking about why I loved the original mangas touken.

They start off as strangers, them only having a REAL meeting when she saves his ass from nishio. Initially she was cold and rude, for every reason he was very disrespectful(also for good reason he was scared and all he knew about ghouls is that they are monsters who hurt people, one literally just had him in a choke hold) but I digress. Kaneki starts working at anteiku and he's shadowing touka much to her dismay she feels he can't do anything right and is just a know it all human.

Right off the bat they have a very interesting dynamic, touka learning to care for kaneki him starting to see her(and ghouls as a whole) as a person and not something he should be afraid of.

As time goes on, touka falls for him, it's what makes everything so hard when he abandons her. She feels betrayed he left just like ayato and her dad did no one ever stays for her? How could they? She makes herself so hard to love shutting everyone out. She blames herself partly, not being able to protect him from whatever happened at the aoigiri base.

When she does see him again she's angry! How dare he come back after all this! Why can't he just make up his mind! So she lashes out, she misses him so dearly but she can't tell him that? Let him know she cares? She hits him and tells him to never come back to anteiku (to her).

You can see why it's so appealing!! The angst!! The drama!!! They have it all! Toukas longing and kanekis isolation are what makes them so GOOD.

To explain why I don't like re touken we have to talk about why I don't like re touka.

Touka before was a very well rounded character, she was brash and a little impulsive, she loves the people around her even if its hard for her to show it in a healthy way. She'll do whatever it takes even if it means risking her own life.

Re touka, doesn't really have that. She's very... Water downed. I like to call it house house wife-ification. She's lost any semblance of her old personality. While I do like the idea of touka calming down and becoming more docile it's not done right, we meet her again and she's just... Like that? There's no character development of her changing it just happens! She's shaved down so she can be the perfect love interest for kaneki, it's even shown in her design! Her eyes are softer and she doesn't hold any of the same energy as old touka(this happens with a lot of female characters ishida just ended up giving them all the same face besides eto).

Kaneki is? Fine? I loved haise as a character and him and touka were sorta cute if u kinda ignore that fact touka isn't touka. Kaneki was fine and re and that's it, he's just okay. His Savior complex is removed and it's just "I wanna save people!!" The whole reason his savior complex is important is BECAUSE it ends up hurting more people he should've been developed to learn how to manage that and be the hero he could be.

Now for their actual relationship.

It's very.... Rushed? There's no tension no build up just "are you a virgin?" Which in my opinion is something touka would never say she'd stumble around it. they made her bold at the wrong times she's an awkward lil freak. And then boom! Sex yeah! And it's? Okay? It's not my favorite I felt like a sex scene between them should've been more desperate!! That's when the marriage bite should've happened! It should've bites and messy kisses and promises to never leave again! There was no passion! There was the "why are you crying" but that didn't really do anything for me!!

I do like the end scene where she was petting his hair that was very soft which is what he needs.

Then toukas pregnant!(Which is something I'll get into good another time) And it kinda feels like they only rush into the marriage because she is... Like I feel like they should've atleast had a dating stage y'know!! Everything just felt so fast with them and nothing like the original:(

The end credits scene feels nothing like touka, she looks dead that's not the character I used to know :( kaneki too only the scene with hide felt real

And yeah! I like ichika! But how cool would it have been if touka got pregnant AFTER re and in the end credit thing she was revealed! Another natural born one eyed ghoul!! Idk...

This is very messy sorry I had to get this out. if you like them? That's fine!! That's super duper cool its just not my favorite. Tell me why you think I'm wrong! Id love to hear your opinions

#ken kaneki #tokyo ghoul #text post #kaneki ken #ship analysis #character analysis #touken

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colourstreakgryffin · 10 months

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I saw that requests were open again, so I was wondering if I could request some hc's for a father Yoriichi and child reader

As you wish! This is insanely cute and I love iiittt~! Yoriichi is best papa and you can’t convince me otherwise

Father! Tsugikuni Yoriichi

Yoriichi was so unbelievably relieved that you survived the demon attack. You were a tiny helpless newborn, but your mother saved your life by hiding you away. Yoriichi managed to dispose of the demon and thought he lost you too but he heard your crying

Yoriichi’s heart exploded as he embraced your little body and cried his heart out. His child is alive, he still has somebody he loves dearly, though, he lost his wife to have his child

Yoriichi is very protective over you, no matter your age. He lost his wife to a demon attack and you barely survived that same attack so he must use all his strength to keep you safe

Yoriichi isn’t use to be affectionate, but for you, he’ll give you kisses, hugs and so much more. He especially likes cuddling you as he cooks dinner. He could never feel more at peace then having his young child sleeping in his lap

Yoriichi doesn’t like talking to you about his job. He’d much prefer for you to think that he is in a safer environment then he actually is. As to not worry or scare you, he lies

Yoriichi enjoys going out to the fleet markets with you at times. He may be a silent and private man but seeing the way you awe at every sight and point out people’s kimonos, he just feels alive

Yoriichi feels bad about leaving you every single day to complete his samurai duties. He would prefer to bring you with him but with all the demons prowling, he’d be putting you in danger

Yoriichi’s love is completely endless, he can’t bring himself to merely imagine a world without you, his beloved baby. He has lost a lot in his life so he’ll make sure to keep you

Yoriichi is the type of father to study all your friends and proclaim ‘you can’t date anybody until you’re 50’. He isn’t being totally serious but he hates when any girl/boy try hit on you. You’re too young!

Yoriichi has become quite organised and hygienic since he had you. He takes care of all your belongings and cleans the house regularly so you can’t lose anything or get hurt. It’s another form of his protectiveness

Yoriichi is definitely a playful parent. He can play imagine quite well, and he likes going out to explore with you in the nearby woods

Yoriichi remembers everything you like all the time and he’ll always cook your favourite dinners as to make each day special for his precious child. He doesn’t need a reason, he just does it

Yoriichi has specific times for you that he never fails to stick to. Times to eat, times to play, times to go to bed and days to go shopping. This way, you’re very healthy and have good habits

Yoriichi is a good father, who is devoted to his child. He won’t let them go, he won’t let them get hurt and he’ll be with them until the very end. He needs his child to keep feeling such peace, happiness and love

“You’re my baby and you’ll always have my heart, darling. My purpose is to keep you safe and happy now, you see? I’m glad you understand, love. Do you wanna go home now? I’ll make your favourite”

#kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #anime and manga #kny imagines #kny hashira #headcanons #tsugikuni yoriichi #yoriichi tsugikuni #father headcanons #parent headcanons #parental love #kny yoriichi #demon slayer yoriichi #demon slayer parent #yoriichi is best father!#yoriichi x reader #yoriichi tsugikuni x reader

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nctsplug02 · 1 year

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Hey, love. I’m gonna need a part too for that jock Jaehyun fic. I’m begging you (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

BS CAPTAIN JEONG.J

GENRE: smut

WARNINGS: swearing, drinking, hair pulling, kissing, flirting, jealous, possessiveness, both protected and unprotected sex, spanking, hickeys, choking, and begging.

A/N: merry christmas my beloveds. i love you dearly and wish you all a happy new years and merry christmas!

“ah, there’s my little reign deer.” johnny bites his bottom lip while grabbing your ass from under your tiny skirt. “ah, ah. hands to yourself or you won’t get to open your present later.”

jaehyun scoffs from the corner when seeing the two of you flirt. his best friend with the one person who he’d lost a few weeks ago, you.

“i’ll get it either way.” johnny snuggles his face into the crook of your neck making you giggle. “you know me too well, huh?” johnny nips your neck causing your legs to kick up and with johnnys fast reflexes, he catches you.

your legs curl back down and johnny whispers something in your ear that makes you giggle again. you look around and nod while johnny guides you upstairs.

“unbelievable.” jaehyun sucks his teeth. “what’s unbelievable?” rosé, his date asks with a drink in her hand. “nothing.” jaehyun remembers her existence and chugs what’s left in his cup.

“want me to refi—?” jaehyun walks away from his date leaving her mid-sentence. he goes to the table and reads each label.

cranberry juice.

punch.

egg nog.

budlight.

jaehyun puts his cup under the spout and presses the tap above it. it fills up until his liking and jaehyun turns around. his date was standing there, pulling her dress down after it rose a bunch of times. he takes a quick chug and shakes his head, walking the opposite direction from her.

“—hey! you can’t blow it, cheater!” marks voice squeaks. “can too! it’s not a rule!” mark shakes his head and rolls his shoulders back, getting ready to toss the other ball.

haechan bends his knees and sticks his arms out. “show me what’cha got, mark!” he sticks his tongue out and watches as mark tosses the ball only for it to miss. “shit!” mark winces and throws his arms around his head.

“my turn.” haechan collects the balls and shoots one before crying out. “pay up, fucker!” haechan jabs at the air with a lip bite. “nuh-uh! i still have redemption!” mark points out and haechan sighs. “fine, fine. i guess you’re right.” haechan hands the two balls to mark who catches them.

mark does a quick stretch before tossing one ball. “okay, that’s one.” mark points and haechan glares. “i can see, idiot.” mark tosses the second one and cries out when it bounces off the rim. “sixty bucks, fucker.” haechan says with grabby fingers. “i’ll have to pull it out tomorrow. i literally bought beer with my money.” haechan tuts at the excuse.

“nice job, mark.” jaehyun gives the younger man a pat on the back before turning to find another section to be at.

he pauses when seeing you and johnny coming downstairs with wide and snarky grins.

jaehyun sighs and turns back to the two boys at the table. “yo, jaehyun. wanna play with us?” jaehyun thinks about it and sighs. “sure, who am i going against?” haechan laughs and throws an arm around jaehyun. “me and mark. we’re gonna be partners so i go find yourself one real quick.”

jaehyun looks around to see you and johnny walking over. “fuck.” jaehyun mumbles and tears his eyes from the two of you. “uh.. shit.” jaehyun huffs out.

“sup, guys.” johnny nods his head at three guys. “yo, johnny. want to be jaehyuns partner for a quick game of beer pong?” johnny holds up with casted hand. “i already signed it— you in?” haechan gets an eye roll from johnny and a giggle from you.

“this is my good arm, dumbass. i need it to play beer pong but after what happened last week it won’t be in shape anytime soon.” you tear your gaze away from jaehyun and you look up at johnny.

“i’ll play.” eight eyes land on you. “i can be jaehyuns partner, it’s fine. i’m actually a pro player.” you wink and slip out of johnnys hold. “cmon, jaehyun. we can’t lose.”

jaehyun clears his throat and stands next to you. “alright, let’s do this. losers have to jump in the freezing cold lake outside?” haechan and mark stare at each other. “alright, fine.” haechan says and mark sputters. “i get no say?!”

“no.” haechan holds out a fist. “rock, paper, scissors.” you hold out your fist and drop your chin, forcing a glare that haechan copies. “rock, paper, scissors, shoot!” you shut your eyes and open them after silence. “ah!” you squeal and jump around while holding up scissors.

jaehyuns lips softly curl into a smile while watching you bounce around. your hair bouncing, your tits bouncing, your skirt lifting and showing a bit of your ass.

“look i won!” you show your scissors to jaehyun who nods. “yes, you did. so, you get to go first.” he hands the balls to you and you accept them. “cmon,” you whisper to the balls. “don’t fail me!” you toss one and it goes in.

“what?!” you and haechan both scream. “oh, my gosh! i told you guys that i’m a pro.” you smirk and toss the other. “aw shit. never mind.” you and the others laugh when it bounces off the rim. “it was close.” jaehyun says and you grin.

haechan takes the balls and closes his eyes. “how come you get to go first?” mark starts to complain but haechan holds out a finger. “sh,” he shushes him. “i need to pray to the gods and goddesses of beer pong.”

haechan opens his eyes and sucks in a gush of air before tossing one of the balls. “see,” mark says as soon as it bounces past the cups. “i knew i should’ve gone first.” haechan tosses the second one and it bounces out, again.

you laugh and reach down to grab the ball in front of you, completely unaware that your ass is aimed directly at jaehyun crotch. “oops, im sorry.” jaehyun steps back and you stand up straight. “alright,” you say with a sigh. “here, it’s your turn. don’t make us lose or i’ll stick my foot up your ass.” jaehyun laughs at your threat.

you’d always use it back when you were with jaehyun. specifically when you were angry or cranky.

jaehyun takes the balls and hands his drink to you. he rolls his shoulders back and tilts his head side to side before tossing one. “ah! you made it!” you squeal and look up at him with your bottom lip caught between your teeth.

you watch with anticipation before jaehyun tosses the ball. “oh, my god! you’re unbelievable!” you gasp when it makes it in, again.

it repeats until haechan and mark are outside, standing at the edge of the deck. “say cheese, boys.” you say with a hand on your hip. “cheese!” haechan says before jumping in with mark following shortly after.

“ah, nice job, partner.” you say to jaehyun who grins down at you. “you too.”

you gasp. “should we take their clothes and run?” jaehyuns grin turns evil. “i like your thinking.” the two of you run off with both haechan and marks clothes. you and jaehyun both giggling while hiding in the tiny shed.

“this place is rusty.” you say, stumbling over something. and before your ass meets the wooden floor, an arm catches you and your cheek meets jaehyuns chest.

“uh, i think there should be a light in here.” jaehyun says holding you tightly and closely before searching around. “nope,” jaehyun sighs. “just the light from the full moon.” there was a small window that bled the shining moon inside.

“they took our clothes! fuck!” you and jaehyun silently snicker when hearing haechan scream. “it’s fucking freezing!” mark runs leaving haechan who was cupping his dick. “don’t leave me, it’s dark!” haechan runs after mark.

“jaehyun,” he hums. “you.. can let go of me now.” it was dark but your eyes were used to it by now. he was staring down at and it looked like it was guilt and regret that was smeared all over his face.

“and, if i don’t want to?” his voice came out more quieter and softer.

“jaehyun,” just do it. “kiss me.” there it is.

you stumble back at his harshness. he’d slammed his lips onto yours which caused you to stumble back until hitting a table.

your lips follow his even after he pulls away. “no— fuck, this is wrong. y/n, you’re dating my best friend.” you laugh which makes jaehyun unsure. “oh, my god. no, jaehyun. i’m not. me and johnny aren’t a thing— he’s just my rebound to get over you.”

“get over me? woah, ms y/n has a crush on me?” you push his shoulder. “obviously i did, you piece of shit. i shouldn’t even forgive you this easily after what you did.”

“but, look at you. sticking your tongue down my throat.” you laugh and push his shoulder, again. “says the one who kissed me first.” he laughs this time and lifts you up. “shut up.”

he brings his lips back down to yours and smiles into the kiss. he lifts you up and sits you on the table that was meant for work. “i’ve missed this and i’ve missed you.” he says when he pulls away.

“i’ve missed you too.” you grab the stretchy waistband on your skirt. “no, leave it on. it looks sexy on you. you look sexy wearing it.” you blush at his comment.

jaehyun grabs his belt and undoes it, along with his jeans that hit the floor. “wait, we don’t have a—?” jaehyun pulls out his wallet and to your surprise he has a condom in one of the pockets. “so, you were prepared.”

he lets out a goofy grin. “i have to be. i could’ve gotten laid by my date tonight— oh shit, my date.” you tut with jealousy and snatch the condom packet from him. “stop talking about your date when you’re literally about to have make up sex with me.” jaehyun apologizes before you slide the condom on.

“i’ve missed you so much, baby.” you lock your legs around his waist while slowly drawing his cock in. “i’ve missed you too, jaehyun. i thought you about you every single day even after what happened in your dads office.” jaehyun moves forward and lands his lips onto your neck.

you tilt your head to give him more access and grin as he sucks on your neck, creating a small hickey just behind your ear.

“you have no idea how much i’ve missed with tight pussy.” jaehyun says while picking up his pace in his hips. “and you have no idea how much i’ve missed having you in me.”

you hold onto jaehyuns nape as he continues making marks all over your collarbone. “fuck me hard, jae. i want it hard and fast.” jaehyun pulls away and holds your thighs. “i want to savor this moment, baby. i want to make up for all the lost time.”

you and jaehyun had stop all contacts five months ago. you began talking to his best friend, johnny two months ago and then the sex began with him.

“we can do that later but right now, i want it hard and fast. i need it hard and fast. please, jaehyun.” jaehyun groans and tosses his head back. “fuck me,” he sighs as he massages your thighs and then hips. “you know i can’t resist you, baby.”

your back hits the wall and you let out a gasp when jaehyun slightly turns you on your hip. “wha—?” before you could finish, jaehyun starts pounding his hips. “ooohh, fuck.” you gasp, letting him assault your cunt like he’d done multiple times before.

your screams and cries fill the tiny space and jaehyun smirks down at you. your tits flop around in your tiny tube top and the bells from your headband jingles.

“j—jae,” you gasp, clinging onto the headband as it slowly slips off. “that’s it, baby. i’ve missed the sound of you screaming for me.”

“j—jae, please take the condom off— please?” your voice pleads quietly and jaehyun groans, curving his back as he pushes one last thrust before pulling out. “you’re so naughty, baby. so naughty.” he whispers and pulls off the condom.

it stretches and he tosses it on the ground. it splats and jaehyun grabs your thighs again. slowly, he slides his cock in. the tip entering you causing you to moan loudly. “fuck— this feels so so much better!” you rip the headband off after fixing it several times.

it hits the wall with a loud jingle.

“you feel too good— i can’t hold it in, baby. i’m so close.” jaehyun grunts out, his nails digging into your soft flesh causing you to wince. “how does it feel, baby.”

“so fucking good!” you practically shout and jaehyun laughs, licking the corner of his lips as well. “i hope you’re on the pill or i’ll have to pick up a morning after pill for you.” your hand flies to his wrists as his grip becomes tighter.

your head feels dizzy and heavy— either from the two cups of beer you’ve had or just the amazing sex you were receiving at the moment.

“i—im on the pill!” you cry out, your orgasm hitting you from out of the blue. “good.” jaehyun says before slamming his hips once more and then filling you up with his load that he’d been saving for months.

and, just for you.

it takes a few minutes for jaehyun to pull out. he couldn’t see but he could feel his cum seeping out of you. his slender fingers slid into your cunt and started to finger you slowly.

“don’t do that unless you want to be a dad— at 19.” you tease and jaehyun softly laughs. he pulls you up and presses a kiss on your cheek. “youre now mine.” he says with another kiss but on your forehead.

“who said that?” you pull away and a low growl is heard from jaehyuns throat. “me. you’re mine. forever.” you laugh and toss your arms around his neck. “poor me. i’m stuck with the worlds biggest asshole.” he nips your neck making you squirm.

there is a short silence before jaehyun speaks up. “looks like i opened johnnys present.” jaehyun says breathlessly against your neck. “shut up.” you softly laugh and smack his side.

he pulls away and sighs. “should we head inside?” you frown, not wanting to be around the others but just he, himself. “can we just leave instead? have our own little party, yeah?” jaehyun bites his lip and hums. “that seems fun. let’s go say ‘bye’ to everyone and leave.”

you laugh and shake your head as he carries you off the table. jaehyun helps you with your outfit, he pulls your skirt down and your top as well.

he takes your hand and walks with you all the way back upstairs to the house. “oh, now they’re back. where the fuck did you shit heads go?!” haechan screams with a blanket wrapped around his body. “we went to hide your guys clothes!”

“and, then we fucked.” your eyes go wide before you look up at jaehyun who has a grin on his face. your lips smack shut and you nod. “y..es, and then we fucked.” you say with a nod.

“outside.” jaehyun says.

“in the shed.” you confirm.

“and, after you guys fucked, you guys left our clothes in there?!” haechan screams, again. your hands sly to your ears at his high pitched yell. “in the cold?!” mark screams next and you laugh.

you look back up at jaehyun and he nods his head towards the side. johnny was flirting with jaehyuns date who held her dress down while laughing at johnnys jokes.

jaehyun lowers himself to your height and allows his lips to touch the shell of your ear. “let’s go.” you look up and nod. “then, cmon.” he pats your ass and guides you to the front door.

“we can pick up snacks on the way home.” you scoff, seat belting yourself in his car. “and, what place is open on christmas?” he hisses and drives out of his parking space.

“guess we’re gonna have to cook at home.” at home. his home. “okay, but you’re cooking unless you want your penthouse to be burnt down before new years.” he laughs while shaking his head.

you were glad to have him back and he felt the same way.

#anon #ash talks #nctsplug02 #nct scenarios #kpop imagines #nct smut #kpop smut #nct 127 #nct imagines #kpop fluff #nct jaehyun #jung jaehyun imagines #jeong jaehyun fluff #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun angst #jaehyun smut

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fuck-you-upmusicbracket · 11 months

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Against The Kitchen Floor (Will Wood)

And I swear! I will die trying!/I'm still in the process, but I'm making progress; I promise I honestly wanna prove improvement's possible, I swear!/I'm so fucking sorry! I'm not a good person, I'm barely a person at all, But someday I'll be perfect, and I'll make up for it all!

Less rare than scarce, less diamond then rough/Unlikely to be more than just the coal you failed to crush

I'm catatonic in your arms, crying, "How did I cause so much harm?"/I'm down pounding my head against the kitchen floor/Apologizing for my life and ever entering yours

The vertex of my redemption arc/I’m searching on that virgin heart

"The raw emotion! And I strongly relate to desperately wanting to improve for someone you love. I belt out this song when I feel really hopeless"

"my one OC. also me. also it's just a really good song. one of will's best imo. screaminbg"

"Literally hits almost all of my self-esteem issues. Feeling like people only care about you for your body? Check. Not understanding why anyone would want you? Check. Thinking that all you do is hurt people? Check. I don't cry very often but this song DEFINITELY made me teary"

"one of those if u aren’t paying attention to the lyrics ur like this is nice but once u hear them its an OW holy OW and guilt and I’m sorry feelings"

"Just. Loving someone but not feeling like you’re good enough and trying to improve."

"Not only does this song have lyrics that are deeply relatable to me, but this song also feels very deeply personal to the artist and I feel that anyone who listens to it for the first time has that same feeling of getting punched in the gut. Just the lyrics and the melody and Will Wood’s incredible vocals make this song an absolute masterpiece and I cry every time I hear it."

"One reason I'm attached to this song is because my friend sent it to me and said "I'm kin assigning you this song" and ruined my life (/j) It messed me up because I've always had a hard time in my life figuring myself out and dealing with my emotions, and for what feels like the first time, this song has been able to near perfectly describe how I feel about myself and my impact on other people, and it always just meant so much to me that my friend who sent it to me knows me better than I know myself and shared the song with me and I love them dearly."

Curses (Crane Wives)

Ashes, ashes, dust to dust/Tell me I am good enough/Lay my curses out to rest/

All my aching bones are trembling/And I may yet fall apart/Won't you stay with me, my darling/When the war starts in my heart?

Every word I say is kindling/But the smoke clears when you're around/Won't you stay with me, my darling/When my walls start burning down, down, down?

"The singer is falling apart but they'll still jam about it. They're trying so hard to get better, they're failing, and they need support even when recovery feels hopeless. It's a concept I haven't seen explored in a song before. Lots of songs are about someone relying on their partner for emotional support but none explore the darker side of the difficulty of carrying someone else's burdens. Also the clarinet fucks."

"One, is starts out with a jazzy clarinet. The instrumentals of the song is very dance-y. I love the destructive tone of the lyrics, the singer thinking they ruin everything and they're not worthy of love, but still begging You to stay"

"It’s asking for help when you’re at your lowest. It’s the emotion behind the words— it’s one of those songs where the singer puts weight and emphasis on certain lines. Makes the heart go ouughghhghghh. It’s the “duo who’s known each other for a long time and are driving out post-big time conflict” or “emotional climax where there’s no words, only action” scene type of song imo. Also there’s a mad clarinet solo and it’s really good"

Against the Kitchen Floor submitted by @pixopolis + others

Curses submitted by @dreadful-windandrain + others

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Ok ok- angst demon slayer with Rengoku. HoW abOut a s/o that develops the same sickness as his mother while he's away on a mission and she tries to hide it and goes to shinobu and begs her to not tell him but then she gets extremely sick and Shinobu, without telling her, sends a letter to Rengoku. Cause at this point she's too weak to get up

(iM sOo sOrrY iM a suCkEr foR aNgSt)

-♡︎ YOU FOUND OUT MY SECRET, KYOJURO.

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-cw: angst, unknown illness, abuse, character death, not proofread, rushed.

rengoku x reader

a/n: i don't really know if this is sad but I hope you liked it!

"I'm sorry [name]-san, but you've developed this illness that I have no cure for yet." Shinobu said warily at you, eyeing the chart than you. Sadness could be seen in her eyes as she looked at you. You looked hopeless and motionless as you heard the news.

The ringing in your ears is the only thing you've heard. You knew this was coming. The hunch you had started when you coughed up blood one morning while Rengoku was making breakfast. The sadness flooding you and the dread filling your stomach made unwanted bile rise up in your throat. You didn't wanna leave him alone.

You don't wanna traumatize him again. He love you and you loves him dearly. To have an illness like his mother is a betrayal. You promised to stay with him till the end. You did.

What a cruel game you always have to play. As Shinobu looked at you with a deeper frown, she made a letter and sent it to Oyakata-sama. Those contents informing him what's your situation. As her crow flew away, she puts a reassuring hand on your shoulder but there was a sad frown on her face, eyes looking more sad. She couldn't lose you too.

You were a bit glad that Rengoku was away. You didn't wanna bear the sight of seeing him crying just because of you. Why? You felt useless. Utterly useless like what his father said.

"How are you a benefit to my son!? You're nothing but a hindrance to him! You can't even wield a sword properly! You weaklings won't ever be stronger! You guys are useless!" The head of the Rengoku estate was filled with shouting as you entered the premises. What a shame. You were being shouted by the Rengoku Shinjuro himself. That night was filled with Kyojuro reassuring you that you were enough for him and all that but you pretended everything.

What an utterly useless thing you really were. Faking it till you make it hurts. You never really made it but it is known to the hashiras and lower rank demon slayers that you never wanna go back to the estate. The fake smiles you give them were so pure and sweet to them that they missed loads of details.

The way you fiddled with your hands and the way you starved yourself and not eating food because of those thoughts consumed by you. The way those days ate you alive were something that made you wanna puke up the food you ate. You just wanted to drown yourself from thinking about it.

A little kid stumbled on the ground with a very very messy hair, like they've been ran over by a dozen of horses. An awfully big bruise can be noticed on the child's face as the suspect of the bruise threw more punches on them. Like as if it wasn't their child.

"you utterly useless child! you're the cause of your mother's death! because of you she had to suffer! she had to suffer from the pain because of you!" your father said. as if you weren't his child and as if you weren't already in so much pain. you could only do much but sob as your father threw more punches.

"oh look! it's them! the person who wasn't loved by their father!" a guy said, loud enough for you to hear as you walked by carrying a wooden basket on your back. your father passed away by the hands of a demon. and you couldn't do anything to save him. what a really useless child you were. as if he wasn't sacrificing you to the man-eating demon.

Cruelty was always in your side. You couldn't help the fact but be sad all over again as you realized this. You were just beginning to be happy. You were beginning to be loved. So why of all times does this has to happen?

"thank you Shinobu-chan for your help. I'm always grateful for you." You said to Shinobu as you faked a smile. And she returned it back to you. As you begin to stand up, you wobbled and as you finally begin to reach and open the door, you fell. Your feet and knees felt weak. Your calves felt as if they were so numb and sore. Your ankles felt like they were stabbed by nails.

"[name]-chan! Are you okay!?" Shinobu frantically shouted as she rushed to you with wide eyes. You reassured her with a I'm okay and tried to get up only to fall again.

"[name]-chan, please stop moving! you have wounds on your legs!" Shinobu shouted as she called her kakushis to help you to a room so that she could treat your wounds. After finishing up in cleaning your wounds she went out to check something out she said.

As Shinobu came out from your room, she pursed her lips into a thin line and went to her office. Seemingly taking out a paper and something to write with. After doing so and finishing the letter, she called out for her crow and sent the letter. She hope and prayed to God that the letter reaches him quickly.

As Kyojuro swiped the last demon of the horde, he noticed Shinobu's crow flying above as there was a letter attached to it's leg. Kyojuro wiped the sweat on his forehead and reached forward so that the crow of Shinobu would snoop down to his arm. Once the had done that, he scratched it's head as it perches on his arm. After awhile, he stopped and took the letter and he wasn't prepared for the contents inside.

Dear Kyojuro-san,

I am not pressuring you into finishing your mission quickly but I have to inform you of [name]-chan's condition. She has been ill for awhile and only now did it get worst. I've concluded and analyzed that her illness is like of what your mother has had. Just a few moments prior, she fell down on the floor and her feet hurts. Her skin is wounded with wounds from the wound and her skin is a bit pale. From my recent examination on her, her blood levels are low and she lacks iron. I've also found this chronic virus that I'm not sure off. Her organs are shutting down and her nutrients are low. She's been coughing out blood and her body has become weak. Please, as immediately as you're done with your mission, please visit the mansion immediately. She might not make it if you came late. Please keep safe too.

Sincerely, Shinobu.

His eyes are wide after he read the letter. Are you okay? Since were you sick? How does he not know? Did you know and you just did not tell him? Many questions were circling his mind as he went to the direction back to the headquarters. He didn't care if he was tired, he has to go to you. He ran and hopped on trees to get there immediately, with Shinobu's crow following behind.

As he arrived at the butterfly estate he immediately went to Shinobu's office and there she was shocked. After he asked where you were she redirected him to your room with pursed lips. He could sense that she too was sad. He knows that she see's you as her older sister.

As they saw your room he saw your face. You were a bit too pale and he could definitely sense that you're tired. You looked more worst than his mother ever was. You looked like you could die any minute and this illness was similar to his mother but more worst. This was eating you alive.

He could see your wide eyes as you look at him and then to Shinobu who only smiled sadly at you and he could see the sad smile you had too. Eyes wandering back to him, you faked a laugh, so fake just to make the atmosphere lighter.

"it seems you've found out my secret, kyojuro." You said smiling sadly at him as if you had already accepted your fate.

He just rushly sauntered his way to you and grabbed your hand gently, kissing it lightly as tears pooled down on his eyes. Shinobu turned to leave as she took it a sign for you guys to discuss the matter.

"why didn't you tell me?" He asked as tears slipped out of his eyes. The loving daze he once held now covered with fear looked on your own ones with tears slipping from them.

"I didn't want you to stress more. You have priorities." You just replied as if you knew this was coming.

"but you are a priority!" He whisper-shouted as he closed his eyes while more tears slid out.

"I love you very much Kyo, I'm sorry I didn't tell tou immediately. I just didn't want to be a hindrance to you." You recited his father's words as you wiped away the tears of sadness. He said nothing so you continued.

"we can't do anything Kyo. It's eating me alive. I can't even stand up properly anymore."

"there must be a way! You can't just die." He shouted, tears falling more from his eyes.

"i love you Kyo. I'm really sorry." You told him as you felt your pulse slowing. You kissed his lips and leaned on his neck.

"I love you too." Was all he said as he sobbed and cradled your body.

And those were the last words you told to him as you slept and took your last breath. You no longer held his hands nor cupped his face. Your hands were now cold and you weren't alive anymore. Everyone can hear Kyojuro sob in the room as he clinged on to you for dear life, hoping that you'd come back. As if there was a miracle going to happen. But sadly, it wasn't true as tou had no more heartbeat. As you no longer saw the bright rays of sunshine and you no longer ate with him.

And finally, he thought as he kneels down on the battle field with a hole in his stomach, that he can see you once again. That he can love you again. That he will see more sunrises and tomorrows with you. that you'd see more of his smiles and he'd see more of your's. And as he woke up, he saw you waiting for him in the gates of Heaven. Peacefully smiling at him and reaching out to hug him as tears slipped out from his eyes once again and there he felt at peace, once again.

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Fond Memories

We hold memories dearly and are the only thing that we truly cherish who would think that alastor who is merciless would have them too. Who would also think that a demon like him would soon open up to you and be vulnerable. Oh, how he adores you.

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Feeling the hot breeze of hell you take in the absolute beauty of the chaos you call home. Watching the fire bloom from buildings and the streets, the gunshots and screams that surround your ears. Nothing was quite like it, despite how trashy hell could be you became quite fond of it. After years of being here you could get accustomed to finally calling it your own. You quite literally could do anything with consequences, But still yearning to be redeemed that's how you ended up in the infamous hazbin hotel.

You got up from where you sat. Most people never really cared to look on the roof for people, and that is a place where you loved dearly where you could escape from the chaos of the hotel. You turned around to be met with a familiar smile.

“Why hello dear what are you doing up here” he cocks his head to the side. His smile was oddly comforting to you. Though at first you had been scared of him, because after all he is the radio demon.

“Oh i was just sitting here looking at hell the usual y'know..” it was kinda awkward you've never actually been alone with alastor “how.. Uh.. how did you find me?” you took pauses in between your sentences trying to find the correct words with sounding rude or bratty

“I saw you walk up here not too long ago, darling. Now the question that I'm going to be asking you is why are you up here.. Don't you know it is quite dangerous for someone like you” he says not taking a single eye off you. His stares sent shivers down your spine even though you have gotten used to him it doesn't mean he still didn't scare you a little bit.

“Well i was just sitting here remembering things if you wanna sit with me you can.. I was gonna go back inside but now that you're here I wouldn't mind staying out here just a tad bit longer” you gave him a soft smile. What a poor soul you are, he still wondered how you even ended up here. So kind, so nice and so vulnerable. He sighed

“I wouldn't mind staying out here for a bit. I suppose it would be nice” his smile relaxed a bit. Taking his answer you sat back down and patted the spot next to you. Though he didn't like to take orders he knew you meant no harm and it was a simple kind gesture to sit beside him. He took a seat, legs hanging off the building.

“Know me and my mom used to go stargazing whenever she was off work and we would always challenge each other to count the most stars or name the most Constellations” you smiled as you looked up at the red sky taking in the charming hue. Alastor looked at you questioning why you just said that to him. Why would you trust him of all people to lend that memory to oh how he wished he knew how you think so trusting, even with an overlord like him. “I hold that memory dearly to my heart. Sometimes I wish I could have made my mom proud or have seen her in heaven, y'know?” alastor was stunned it confused him on why you were sharing this with him he shook his head

“Darling we have to live in the present now, why are you still thinking about the past?” he kind of hit him in the heart when you said that he was growing soft, but he couldn't lie you did have a soft spot for you and only you. You tilt your head to the side.

“Alastor I wish or I hope you know the importance of memories we hold even if they make us weak. Looking back at them sometimes we can't help but laugh or smile and sometimes cry” you smile at him. You were full of surprises but he couldn't help but be amazed you truly were a wonder in his heart. He looked up at the sky.

“I remember when my mom made her homemade jambalaya.. It's a memory I still think about tasting the hot mixture of vegetables on my tongue. I still miss it and still try to copy her recipe till this day but nothing will compare to hers..” why would he say that? You've truly broken down his barriers have you put a spell on him? But he couldn't help but feel warm inside to think about the memories he had with his mother. Is this the feeling you were talking about? He hoped so.

“There you go really hits your heart i know sometimes it's okay to open up especially when its a memory you hold closely.. Alastor I hope you know you are loved. '' You look back at him. Loved was a foreign word to him but something about you was just so entaching and now he knew why because you had a heart unlike these sinners. Looking into his eyes you smiled wider

“ welp i think its time to go back inside” you sit up “have a wonderful day bye bye al!!” you wave farwell to him and make your way back inside. He sat there for a couple more minutes then let out a chuckle. How you were a wonder he sat up and headed back inside.

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hey its me onyx i hope you enjoyed this one-shot of alastor i worked really hard on it and trying to get it out today if you have any feed back i would lover for you to tell me anyways i hope you guys are having a wonderful day or night love yall byeeee

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