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▪︎Saying "I like you" to bsd characters as they're your husbands.

▪︎Fluff!

▪︎Characters: Chuuya, Fyodor, Sigma

Part 2

Chuuya

Your husband just got home from work as trudges his way into your shared bedroom as you immediately hugged him.

He smile softly at your small gesture, wrapping his arms back to you and snuggling back and spoke.

"I'm sorry I was late, Doll. I got stuck at my work"

He leans up slightly as he kisses your forehead. He’s always done things like this. The gesture is sweet, but it always feels so right. You’re his, and so he makes this fact known as often he can. You smiled and giggling...

"I waaanna say something chuu~"

He looks up at you in curiously as his hand brushing through your hair

"What is it?"

You leaned in to whisper to his ear

"I like you~" you said as you giggled.

His smile grows as you whisper that to him. While he’d usually be annoyed by such sappy statements, he can’t help the flush that forms on his cheeks.

“You like me..?”

He turns slightly to catch your gaze, the corners of his mouth curling into a small smirk.

“Hm, I like you too.”

He said with the charming smile on his face. You can't help but fall in love with him again. Chuuya chuckles softly, his brows furrowing in what appeared to be a thoughtful expression.

“I suppose that’s a silly thing for us to even say to each other. I mean, we are married for god’s sake- It would be pretty shitty of me," Chuuya chuckles softly, his brows furrowing in what appeared to be a thoughtful expression.

"I still wanna say it", You said.

Chuuya snorts, then chuckles. His smirk becomes a smile as he looks at you adorably. “Then say it again. Go ahead.”

"I like you so much...!" you said proudly as you looked at him. Chuuya smiles brightly at this, not bothering to hide his blush anymore. Chuuya tilts his head to the side curiously, but he doesn’t pry any further. He knew that you would tell him the ‘why’ when you felt like it.

Instead, he wraps his arms around you tightly.

“And I like you.” As he said that, you both ended up cuddling and laying on bed and peacefully sleeping tonight.

Fyodor

You waited for your husband to come back home, as you heard the door and opened and immediately get up to see who it is..

"Greetings Myshka, Im back.."

You immediately rushed to go hugged fyodor as he returns your embrace, one of his hands resting on your back as his cheek presses against your hair.

" It's good to be back with you, May I ask favor?"

You smiled as you eager to tell him something silly and he knows... you're excited to tell him.

"I wanna say something first!"

You said excitedly, "Oh?" Fyodor hums, letting go of you and leaning against the nearest wall. "Go on, dear. Speak your mind."

"I like you..!" You said while smiling warmly.

Fyodor smiles, amused, as he looks down at you. "I am aware of that, dear. Why do you want to bring it up right now?"

"Nothing... just wanna say it to you..."

"Very well, I appreciate your directness, dear."

Fyodor chuckles. But then, something crosses his mind, and his grin drops. "However, I must ask you a different question. May I?"

You tilted your head on confusion, "Hm?"

"Please be a good girl and head into the bedroom for me, would you?"

You were more confused to a sudden request, "But it's too early.." You said as you were drinking some water.

"I believe it's about time we made our marriage... physical." He said gently as he looks rather serious...

"You will be an excellent mother, I am sure of it" He smiled gently.

You were shocked and choked on the water.. it was just all of a sudden as you were coughing.

"Ah.. Myshka, You should drink slowly... Now.. get prepared as I'll do my husband duty to satisfy you..."

Sigma

Your husband Sigma loved the most is his Sky Casino and especially you... the one who is currently cuddling him.

"My love, could i please get back to work?"

He asked holding you with a soft smile, while looking at you with the shy loving gray eyes of his.

"No... just five more minutes.." You said as you protest to let him go.

He chuckled softly to himself as he heard you protest, though he still kept his soft smile on his lips.

“You know our employees need my guidance right?” He asked while playing with your fingers.

“But don’t worry, I won’t be gone for long anyways…" He said softly while rubbing his thumb on your fingers. “Just let me go back to work and manage and in no time I’ll be back and I’ll make sure to kiss you all over!”

You finally let go as you spoke. "Fine but i wanna say something first!"

He then looked at you with curiosity waiting for something you have to say.

You leaned closer to his ear and whispered,

"I like you so much.."

Sigma’s cheeks immediately went hot right after hearing you confess to him that you liked him a lot. He couldn’t help but feel his heart beat a bit faster than usual. He smiled a shy smile as he processed everything you said.

“I…” He hesitated for a moment, trying to think of the right words to say but nothing really came up to mind. Instead of giving you a proper reply, he hugged you tighter against him as he rested his chin on top of your head.

You exactly knew how to make him flustered.. as you get up and giggling and leaving him flustered.

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bluexiao · 2 years

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#are you leaving? are you leaving me?

—how would they react if you stormed off after an argument (for the first time) and they thought you were leaving them for good?

CHARACTERS. Aether, Albedo, Ayato, Childe, Cyno, Dainsleif, Diluc, Gorou Heizou, Itto, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Zhongli; gn! Raader

THEMES. Angst; Hurt (no or with) comfort; can be reversed comfort too; has varying intensities so there are others that has fluff/crack (im looking at you heizou and kazu)

WARNINGS. may emphasize venti’s drinking on his part

NOTES. I was supposed to post another one but I really can’t stand not answering this request so good luck with two consecutive angst everyone~ I’ll post the other one next week!

ZHONGLI would look rather calm, no matter how big the argument was. He normally would not let the argument go further, but today was rather stressful, even for someone like him. With all the arguments at work and also to those who would ask for his help even when he was just on his way home, and now, everything piled up and he… maybe he needed a bit of rest.

“Let us discuss this tomorrow, beloved, I-”

However, all he heard was the sound of the doors closing, and there was no sight of you in the room.

He sighs heavily, thinking that you probably had only gone out of the room to calm down. Of course, he only realized he was the only one in the house when he woke up and there’s still not a sight of you beside him. Startled, he stood up and found himself scavenging the entire house—could you have left him?—this thought was all in his mind but as soon as he turned to the living room, there you were, sleeping so peacefully on the couch. He heaves out a sigh immediately, kneeling in front of you, taking your hands to his and bringing them to his lips. He had never in this life felt so anxious—it had been awhile, he thinks, but maybe this was more…-

“Zhongli?” He heard you call for his name by then, but before you could fully comprehend what was happening, he was hushing at you, whispering so slowly to not awaken you any further.

“There’s no need to wake, my love.” It’s going to be alright.

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XIAO and you had been arguing for the whole week. Actually, he only showed up today after being gone for three straight days. Three! And now he expects you to pretend that everything is okay?

“What is the matter with you, Xiao? Really? Three days?“

He clicks his tongue, not even looking at you as he crosses his arms.

“Really? That’s how you’re going to respond? Talk to me! Please!”

“What do you want me to say?”

“Anything!”

XIAO purses his lips and by then, you’ve had enough.

You had always seen him disappear in front of you and you figured that this was just the same—you were only doing what he had been doing to you. However, unbeknownst to you, his mind was already racing—-you were going to leave him, this was for sure. But… why does his chest hurt very much? Does the idea of not having you in his life that-

He falls to his knees upon realizing the answer to his question.

This is it, he thinks, he had finally ruined the only thing that was beautiful in his life.

When you returned to the Inn that same night from your night stroll, you were taken aback by the sight of your lover sitting on the bed, head in his hands and upon your entrance, he raised his head, and with shaky eyes, he whispered, “Y/n? Is that… you?”

There was disbelief in his voice, you could only stand still when he slowly stood and found his way to you, reaching out his hand. You let him when he caressed your cheek—how could you not? Not when he was looking at you as if you were a cloud, about to fade away upon his touch.

“Is that really you?” Only then did you find your strength to nod slowly and silently as a response. He was silent for a while, golden eyes scanning yours before he released a breath of relief, leaning his head over your shoulder and pressing a kiss on your neck.

“Thank you… for coming back to me.”

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VENTI has been drinking far more than he usually would lately. Of course, he does not even have the mind to comprehend what you were saying before you left him in the bar that night, and by the time he came home, morning came and apparently, the house was empty.

He was groggy and almost too sleepy when he scoured the whole home and soon, the whole city. Maybe he just forgot? What did you even say to him before you had gone?

He can just remember you screaming at him.

“Have you seen Y/n?” Everyone could only shake their heads as an answer to the bard, some even whispering how you had finally decided to leave him all alone.

“Oh, no, it’s nothing… I just can’t remember where they went so…” he scratches the back of his head, but despite the smile on his face, this was far from what he truly feels on the inside.

Perhaps… you truly had gone and left him?

Ah, no, no, maybe it was just a commission so far away… right?

He sits at the bar but no matter how many drinks he had gotten, there was no erasing this stupid feeling on his chest that taunts in his mind that maybe you were never going back.

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Someone like THOMA is rare. It would take forever for you to find someone else like him—not that you would ever do so.

And at that moment—at that very moment, that was all in your mind. And thus, you could not do anything else but find your way out. Maybe your mind would calm down once you’ve breathed the freshness of the air and felt the stars ground you back and remind you of your worth and commitment to this relationship.

THOMA on the other hand was too tempted to rush to your side, already wanting to take you to his embrace and cast all the negativity aside.

Apparently, it proved the same for you and you both were already running to each other, engulfing one another in each other’s arms.

“I’m sorry… I did not mean to raise my voice, Y/n…”

You sank into his shoulder as you shook your head, “I’m sorry as well, Thoma…”

Usually, he had more words to say, but he thinks this will be enough for now. Just having you here is enough.

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Loving SCARAMOUCHE takes a lot. Being patient with him is far more.

It does lead you to often walk off and leave for the meantime to give space to the both of you—it’s just the stress, the pressure of being a Harbinger, you’d reason to yourself.

But that was earlier.

Now was the second time you had walked out of the conversation (argument) for today.

You sighed heavily and his subordinates all around you could tell just by one look that something was going on, but none had the courage to go and speak to you about it.

It was nightfall when SCARAMOUCHE realizes that you were nowhere to be found.

As the camp was surrounded by the forest, ideally, there was nothing out there—not unless you’ve decided to leave without another word and escape from his grasp.

As if he’d let you—but he doubts that it was what you did.

Right?

“Where’s Y/n?”

“W-We… We do not have any idea, my lord, maybe the lord Y/n merely went out on a walk-”

“I don’t care,” he snaps, “find them! Now!”

He chews on the inside of his cheeks as he paces around the campsite—where are you even?! For all, he knows you could’ve been attacked by some Treasure Hoarder and maybe other beasts out there!

“How could you be so careless!” he disregards how his shoulders eased down and his breath evened just as soon as he saw you safe and sound.

“If you’re going to fight with me again, I might just very well leave,” you glared at him and he tenses up. Every move you made makes him flinch and when he realizes that you were walking off to the tent, he follows suit with a heavy sigh.

“Wait,” he speaks as soon as you both got inside the tent, and when you stopped, he was inspecting you, making sure, “you’re not hurt, are you?” he asks, far calmer than he usually was the whole day—or maybe it was just the exhaustion. Either way, it was enough for you to do the same and silently shake your head.

“Why? Are you worried?”

He scoffs but says nothing more.

Oh, you knew that he definitely was. Unknowingly much more than that.

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KAZUHA does not come home that often. Actually, does he ever come home? One minute he’s there and the next moment, before you knew it, he was already saying goodbye to you.

“Is this how we’re going to be? Kazuha?”

Those were your last words to him before you left him on the docks that night, turning away and leaving without even hearing if he had an answer or not.

You see, he figured that it would soon fade away, your anger would dissipate just as the other sailors said, telling him that’s how their own lovers say goodbye sometimes and they’d still be there waiting for them.

But the thing is, he was wrong for believing them.

By the time he had returned from their trip to Inazuma, instead of seeing your usual figure in the docks, waving at him cheerfully with a smile and tears attempting to escape your eyes, you were nowhere to be found.

His heart sinks, far enough that Beidou and the others could not even find him a second after for he was already rushing to your place—are you still there?

Please still be there.

You weren’t.

KAZUHA could feel his knees weaken but they were unmoving. When was the last time he had felt this way? He could remember, but he could not have expected to feel this too soon.

Everything was going well—or was that all in his mind?

He stands all alone in the house, and even if you do come home, he wonders if he really is doing the right thing to keep all of these like this.

You were right.

Is this really how you two were going to be?

The uncertainty kills him, and he realizes that this must be the pain you had been feeling as well whenever he was gone.

But now, it’s him who was tasting his own medicine.

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KAEYA has a knack of teasing you, maybe far too much.

Ah, when you walked out, at first, it felt like he just won. But not a minute longer, his brother was already sending him a dirty look. “How can you act like that? Pathetic.”

May it be the harsh words his brother had told him or the realization that he may very well had been a jerk, he felt an unpleasant flutter in the pit of his stomach—he definitely was in the wrong this time.

“Y/n?” Of course, he knew where to find you, but whether he did the right thing or not, he could only contemplate it only afterwards.

“Why did you follow me, Kaeya?”

“Babe…”

“Don’t babe me,” you snapped your head at him and sent him a glare, “that was embarrassing, Kaeya! What do you think I should’ve done? Stayed?!”

“I know, I know…” he attempts to bring a hand over your shoulder to console you, and when you let him, he sighs in relief. “I’m sorry, I should’ve known better.”

At this point, he was tempted to kiss the pout on your lips but he resists.

Maybe later, he thinks.

But he’s glad that you at least let him have a chance once more.

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Now you do feel bad for ITTO whenever he gets accused over something and he gets jail time over it. Most of the time, it’s really unavoidable, as he does things without fear that even if he did have a good motive, he gets misunderstood easily.

The problem is, his jail time was eating away all your time with him, and now you doubt that there will ever be a time when he will stay, even for a week without being too far away inside his prison cell that the Tenryou Commission had always settled him in.

“Ugh this is giving me a headache,” you groaned as you attempted to walk off in the middle of the argument (actually, it was just a conversation that was slowly getting heated).

“Wait, wait, wait, where are you going? You’re not leaving are you?” he immediately tries to stop you and you could only narrow your eyes at him with a hand still on your forehead. “Are you angry? Oh please don’t be angry, babe, please?”

“I’m not leaving-”

“You look like you are!”

“But I’m really not!”

“Wait, really?”

Your hand fell from your forehead to your eyes with a heavy sigh.

“Babe, please, let me take a breather, my head is aching.”

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HEIZOU knew it the moment you stormed out of the door. He knew it right from his guts and yet he did not move—he was frozen, as if someone attempted to glue his feet on the floor and prevent him from stopping you.

It turns out, that person was him—he was the one stopping himself.

He knows very well how unpredictable people are, how emotions can make them do something that no one else expects, not even people they were very close with.

At this point, HEIZOU was at a loss.

Maybe if he went out and followed you then he will be able to ask for your forgiveness?

But it had been awhile since you’ve gone out, who knows where you’ve gone, and what if you go back home anyway and he’s not there?

Now what should he do?!

He spends the whole time thinking and brooding to himself that he did not even realize that it was nighttime already. He already had a plan in mind—of course, he should follow you! Maybe you encounter some sort of danger and–when so suddenly, the door opened and revealed your figure coming in. You were startled upon seeing him still sitting in the same place you left him but soon pretended as if you did not see him and went on to attempt walking away further inside the house.

Unfortunately for you, he was already standing up by the time you passed by his form and before you know it, he had wrapped his arms around you, pulling you by the waist and your back pressed to his chest.

“Leave me be, Zou… Is this not what you want? For me to leave you alone?”

“Y/n… don’t be like that-”

“You can say those to me but I cannot say it to you?”

You break away from his grasp even if he tried holding on.

And when he was left all alone in the living room did he have time to contemplate the seriousness of the situation.

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GOROU is going nuts the second you turned around. He was debating with himself if he should immediately stop you before you step out but his feet only moved when you were almost closing the door, it was just a good thing that he was able to move and stop you in time.

“A-Are you leaving? Where are you going?” Are you leaving me? He was about to say but he bit his lip in order to stop himself.

“Gorou… I need some air-”

“I’m sorry. I’m really sorry, Y/n.” he says but he doesn’t let go of the sleeve of your shirt.

“Rou..”

“I’m really sorry, I did not mean to say those to you and raise my tone, I’m really really sorry-”

“Baby,” you immediately stop him as soon as you faced the man, holding both of his hands with yours and looking at him straight on the eye.

“I’m not leaving you… okay? I just-I just needed air and we can talk about this later, okay?”

He bites his lip further and this did not go unnoticed to you. You had to let go of one of his hands to bring it on his chin and use your thumb to pull his lower lip out of his teeth gently.

“You’ll injure yourself…” you muttered with a frown before landing a kiss on his cheek.

“I’ll be back, okay?”

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DILUC wants to stop you but ends up being too engulfed with his pride to even move a little bit.

Don’t go. He wanted to say those two words but it got stuck in his throat.

You were probably the one who realized that you were leaving without a word and had instinctively gone back inside the manor after only taking a few steps. When you went inside, he was standing still, still in the same place you left him not moments later.

“Luc?” you called him and only then did he regain his senses, flinching upon your touch when you took hold of his cheek, only to relax and kean onto the warmth of your palm.

“I’m sorry, I left without a word-”

“It’s understandable,” he interrupts, bringing a hand over your own, “I was at fault, allow me to apologize to you first.”

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DAINSLEIF had been through a lot over the years, But it seems he had not learned that much as he lets you walk out and off, ready to let you go at that very moment. But was he?

He was holding your hand before you could take even a step out of the door,

“I apologize, I didn't mean to raise my voice, Y/n.”

You pondered in silence and despite not being the type, he felt compelled to say more, “I hope… you can forgive me.”

You sighed and for a moment, he thought about the worst—-were you going to tell him how sick you are? You probably wouldn’t… but he wouldn’t be surprised if you would.

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CYNO is far too logical for this.

So he does not really understand the meaning why you stormed off like that.He had seen others do it but… what does he do? It’s not like he had experienced this before.

“Where are you going?” he stopped you just in time before you had gone far away, hand wrapped on your wrist, effectively stopping you from stepping away any further.

“Cyno…”

“If you’re going to leave, say it to my face.” he says even if the thought brings an unpleasant feeling in his stomach. Will you end it? He wanted to ask, just to get it done with, but he couldn’t find his voice. Why was it so difficult to say?

Maybe he really does not want to say it.

But what should he do if you do the very thing he couldn’t comprehend?

Out of all the questions thrown his way, this one was probably one of the only things he couldn’t answer.

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CHILDE’s naturally competitive personality does have its ups and downs. And clearly, this one is one of the latter.

It’s not so often that you find yourself walking out but you do have those times when you’re just too pissed at him that you couldn’t bear to see his face.

“Hey! Babe! I’m sorry, I didn't mean it!” he was following you, of course, he was. He just doesn’t know when to stop, that’s who he was and is—even you couldn’t find a way out of it.

“Oh, please, you did! And can you stop following me?! I told you I’m just going to take a walk!”

You two had probably caught other people’s attention by then but you kept on walking.

You look back to where he was and you find that he is not there anymore. Feeling slightly disappointed, you turned around, now stepping calmly further on.

Unknowingly however, he is indeed following you. Of course, he needs to make sure you are safe, especially since you’re stepping out of Liyue.

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AYATO is well-versed with his words and his expressions. It was how he grew up and how he went through his social gatherings each and every day.

This was the first time he had let you walk out of your own, and that was because he thought that you needed it—taking a fresh breath of air would always help someone clear their mind, and he knew full well that you were only stepping out for that very same reason.

He is rather calm and would stay so, but he would stay outside of the door, waiting for you, and by the time you had done so, he will be there.

“Shall we discuss about it or do you want to have cuddles instead?” he smiles at you warmly, maybe even too much that you forgot all your anger already.

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ALBEDO knows you very well, maybe too much. However, since this is the first time that you had done such a thing, he was rather taken aback and it kept him thinking the whole time that you were gone.

He looks over the way out of the laboratory and frowns. It has been a while since you’ve walked off, will you be okay? Should he go and follow you?

He ponders even more.

Your safety is indeed more important, and thus, he decides to go and search for you. Just as he was about to, however, you were already back, but you did see him prepare to go out of the laboratory—which he never does so often.

“Are you going back to Mondstadt?” you asked him even if you still felt hesitant after the argument earlier. You had cleared your mind but you still couldn’t find yourself looking him directly in the eye.

This didn’t go unnoticed to the other, however, as he stepped in front of you and brought his hand on your chin, instinctively making you meet his eyes—ah, what a wrong move, you began to think.

“I apologize for what I did earlier, I must have hurt your feelings.” He looks away for a moment and composes himself, “I was quite unsure what to think when you left. I admit, I felt rather guilty. With that, I am very sorry, love. Can you forgive me?”

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AETHER and you never argued that much. They were all easily prevented and he has the person who has the longest patience you’ve ever known.

Today was only different, driven by exhaustion and the pressure of his identity, it was easy for anyone to ask him for help and him to accept them. You, on the other hand, felt that it was getting out of hand and told him to say no at least a couple of times. Of course, the kind person AETHER is, he still went on a big mission that left you hanging for a whole month. Day by day you were left praying he would send word to you that he was doing alright—that he was alive, but nothing.

When he came back, it turns out he had gone to Inazuma and even Liyue’s Chasm! Of course, you were relieved, but you figured that it was too much.

For both of you.

“I’m sorry, I don’t think I can do this anymore.”

When you turned around, you almost knew that he would not follow you.

How could he? When he knew as well that keeping this up would only hurt the two of you more.

Your chest felt heavy, every step you took carried al the weight you’ev had on your shoulders this whole time.

Of course, it was hard to leave. Who were you to think that this was the only way to lessen the pain?

You turn around not long after, only to find him running after you, even crashing you into an embrace that you could not have ever expected. By then, tears were already falling down your eyes without your permission—why does it feel so good? His warmth—it feels… calming.

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Long For You

Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x gn!reader AU/Trope/Genre: Lovers to still lovers, Angst, fluff(?), hurt/comfort Warnings: regret, crying(?), lovesick, miscommunication, nothing really WC:1K Song rec: Long for you - Hyunjin A.N.:No bc after dropping that how’d he expect us to react(RAGHHHHHHHHHHH PLS IM SORRY ILL TREAT YOU BETTER)

~~~ You stare at the white tulip. A singular white tulip sent to you this morning from Hyunjin. Another apology letter to accompany it. Something about not being able to come home tonight even when he promised you he would.

That singular white tulip going to wilt and rot away like the rest. Forgotten just like his empty promises.

The feeling of your relationship slowly collapsing hurts your heart to the core. You wish it didn’t but there’s not much you can do. Everyone around you thinks you’re a match made in heaven. But it’s not the way you think this is.

You’re beginning to think that this love is all you and nothing left of him.

~~~ Hyunjin doesn’t return home until the end of the week. He notices your distance from him. He wants to take your hand in his and ask you what could possibly be wrong. But he refrains from it.

Maybe it was better for you to fall out of love with him.

As much as he loves you he knows what your parents think. “He’s no good for you y/n. It’ll only be so long before he leaves you for someone else. Take one look at him and you can tell that he’s a skank. Leave him. He’ll just break your heart.”

He can only think that your parents are right. Not the fact that he'd leave you for somebody else. But that he's no good for you and he'll never be.

It can only be so long before you get sick of his long schedule. No one wants to be stood up on every date and left to wait for the others arrival.

How many nights were you up waiting for him to come home? How many dinners were eaten with your only company being the silence that hung in the air? How many tears have you cried in his absence?

Those are the questions that float around his mind as he watches you peacefully sleep on your side of the bed. He can't help but reach his hand out to caress your face. A soft smile slowly trickled to his lips as he does.

These are the kind of moments he can only have as you sleep. But when you grab his arm he thinks he's almost been caught until you nuzzle your face into his arm. His heart warms at the sight but he knows he can't let his hopes get too high.

He notices the tears stains that line along your face. He doesn't fail to notice that his heart breaks instead.

"Don't go..." He can faintly hear you say. Oh how he wishes that he could stay with you until the next morning but work calls. What can he do. ~~~ When you awaken Hyunjin's side of the bed was empty. You could've sworn he came home last night and that you held on to him. Maybe it was all a dream again. Just as it always had been.

You want to cry but there are no tears left. Your mouth feels dry and your head hurts from the breakdown you had last night. Back before Hyunjin became famous he'd hold you in his arms and automatically made it better. But there were no one left to wrap you in their embrace.

Forcing yourself out of bed you make yourself a quick breakfast. But it only includes a peeled orange and a cup of tea. The same oranges you used to peel for Hyunjin because it was an act of love you wanted to show him. But who were you supposed to do it for now?

You quickly shake those thoughts from your mind. Opting to turn on the tv instead to hopefully drown out the voices in your head. But to no avail. You can barely make out the words the characters are saying as the voices come rushing back in.

He’s tired of you.

He doesn’t love you.

You’re pathetic.

Nothing but a toy.

Too naive for your own good.

He’ll never need you.

Just a nuisance in his life.

Suddenly everything becomes so loud. The voices coming from all over. The buzz of the refrigerator. The dripping of the water from the kitchen faucet. The sound of the vents blowing air. The lights become too bright and your eyes burn. It’s all too much.

You rush around the house. Shutting off the tv. Unplugging the fridge. Turning the faucet all the way down so no more water would drip. Disabling the air ventilation from continuously flowing. Drawing the curtains and switching off all the lights until you finally felt at peace.

After finishing you sat down in the middle of the floor. Knees pulled up to your chest and arms wrapped around them. You dropped your head down and you felt your tears run. It never got this bad. Hyunjin would be able to calm you down in these circumstances. But where was he now. The questions swirled around and made your mind dizzy.

Your sobbing hadn’t ceased until you fell asleep. There on the floor. The cold tiles being your only comfort in the silenced room. ~~~ Being faced with the darkness and silence when returning home wasn’t anything new to Hyunjin. Except that it was the evening on Friday only about 5 p.m.

The curtains were never drawn this early. When the two of you first moved in you made a rule to always open up the curtains to let the sunlight stream in and put the day to a joyful start.

He also noticed how cold it was. He was sure the heater was on to at least 64. Why was it nearly freezing? Winters in Korea are no joke.

Hyunjin stumbled around until he found the light switch and he turned the heat back up. That was when he finally saw you lying on the floor in the middle of the kitchen.

“Y/n!!” He nearly screamed.

You instantly jolted from your slumber trying to force your eyes open but the lights were too bright.

“T-turn off the lights. Please.” Your voice felt hoarse. You felt like you couldn’t breathe and your lungs were rejecting the oxygen.

Hyunjin was quick to do what you requested before stumbling his way back to you. “Are you okay baby? What happened?”

“Water.” You said dryly.

“What was that baby?”

“I need water.”

“O-okay baby. Wait just a minute.” He fumbled around trying to grab a glass and fill it up with water.

You grew worried. His movements were too faint. You bagel to panic. “Hyunnie..?”

“I’m here baby. Right here.” He found his way back to you and knelt down by your side. He reached for your hand and gently wrapped it around the cup. It was cold to the touch contrasting the warmth radiating off of Hyunjin.

After you drank the entire cup, he took it from you and placed it in the sink. He carefully placed his hands on either sides of your body and slowly lifted you up. And you let him.

He carried you all the way to the bedroom and settled you into the sheets. He knew how you got so he went to fix everything else. But before he could leave you grabbed his hand.

“Please stay. Don’t go.” How could he reject that? He slipped under the covers right with you and took you into his arms.

Oh how you missed this feeling. You couldn’t help but cry. Clenching onto his shirt you let your tears flow freely.

“Baby what’s wrong?” He asked the question but he knew the answer. You were in pain because of him. He couldn’t believe he let it get to this point where you had to break down in his hold.

You pulled him in tighter and buried your face into the crook of his neck. “It’s nothing. I just.. I just miss you so much. I missed this so much. I missed us so much.” Everything felt so much better now that he was with you. But you still doubted whether he love you.

“Tell me, Hwang Hyunjin. Do you still love me?” His heart broke. He didn’t believe there would ever be a day you would doubt his love for you. “What? Why would you ever think that? I love you y/nnie. With everything in me. All I’ve ever done is all for you. All I’ve ever accomplished was because of you.”

He pulled you away from your hiding place and cupped your face in his hands. “Don’t ever think for even a second that I don’t love you. You’re my everything. I couldn’t live without you. You mean absolutely the most to me. There’s not a moment that I don’t think of you. Long for you. I know how much you have to wait for me. But I promise it’s all the same for me. I love you so much.”

His forehead was pressed against yours as he leaned in for a kiss. When you didn’t reject it he finally pressed his lips against yours. Finally being able to take in the moment and relish in each other’s company. ~~~ Both of you ended up falling asleep and not wanting to awaken until the sun rose and peeked through the curtains. You woke up first and slowly but surely opened your eyes. You heard Hyunjin’s soft breaths coming from beside you.

A soft smile came to your lips naturally. It’d been forever since you got to wake up with him. You took your pointer finger and softly traced his facial features. It wasn’t until you got to his lips that you realized he was awake when he opened it to bite your finger.

“Ah—”

“What are you doing, hmm?” He nuzzled his nose into your neck causing you to giggle. “You just looked so peaceful and so handsome I couldn’t resist.”

You could feel him smiling against your skin. His cheeks warming at your comment. “Mmm.” He sighed relieved that you were finally okay again.

“I think I should go and plug in the refrigerator before the milk spoils.” Your boyfriend looks up at you with confusion is his eyes. “I unplugged it last night.” You said with a guilty chuckle. ~~~ The two of you spent the rest of the day doing activities you used to do with each other. As you were messing on the bookshelf a photo album dropped from the top shelf. On the front was written, “My love<3”

You chuckled at the sight of your foolish high school writing and called Hyunjin from the kitchen.

“Look what I found. It’s our photos from high school.” Hyunjin groaned at the sight. “Don’t remind me how horrible I looked then.” When he saw you frown he mentally face-palmed himself.

“What do you mean Hwang Hyunjin. You were my little cutie.” You pouted and jutted your bottom lip out. “Never mind. I’ll just put this back.”

“Wait baby. Let’s look at it. It’s been a minute since we’ve looked through them anyway.”

Hyunjin settled on the couch and pulled you into his lap, eliciting a squeal from you. “I’ll just look over your shoulder.” He said after you expressed your concern of him not being able to see it.

Hours passed as you flipped through the pages and remembered the stories behind each one. That was until you got to the one with you standing in the snow and reading a book. You looked at him surprised.

“When did you take this picture?”

“I took it during senior year and you were so worried about your studies and nearly walked out to the road. I took it because you looked so pretty with the snow falling around you and your furrowed brows, so concentrated on the book. You were so beautiful. It was before we began dating and that was the time I longed for your attention the most.”

“Am I not beautiful now?” You asked with a frown.

”You’re the most beautiful no matter what.” He reassured you.

“Do you not long for me anymore? Or is that just for your first love?”

He rested his head on your shoulder, inhaling your scent. White tulip. Your favorite flowers. Then he spoke.

“I’ll always long for you.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thanks for reading!! I think this will be one of my last fics before I go. Hope you enjoyed it!!

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xueyidweams · 9 months

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*Read this in the most fanciest voice you can make*

Dear xueyidweams, I have seen your first post barge into my fyp, and I liked your first post, I must say, you have the talents to Be a Famous Fanfiction Blogger etc.

I have also known that you have your request open, nothing makes me more delight then to know request are open, If you had the time and you think that my request is worthy of your attention and time, I would like to request:

Reader telling GenshinCharacter that they are Horny, yes, it's nsfw, I don't want to ask for too much so, I will be asking for 2 characters only, and it is Heizou, and Kazuha.

You can add more character if you want, so that would be it, I hope this request able to been send out to you, btw if my request are not worthy then you can go ahead and declined my request by massage me.

Thank you for reading this<3

Please, fuck me?

Char.: Heizou, Kazuha x Male!Reader

Notes: there’s some nsfw, a one liner about teacher-student roleplay in heizou’s section and reader sucks off kazuha while he’s sleeping but he does wake up. just letting yall know! not proofread. also i am taking requests for honkai star rail as well so, shoot some if you have any!

A/N: thank you so much for all the compliments and the way you wrote this ask was so amusing lol. im really flattered by your words.

Heizou

“Ooh~ are those new glasses on your pretty face, Heizou?”

You teased as you finally finished work and had time to swing by your boyfriend’s office. Though he’s still deep in his work, he perks up and smiles when he sees you. Waving you over to his side and pushing himself away from his desk while still sitting on the chair, wraps his arms around your waist and sighs contently on your tummy which makes you giggle as you run your fingers through his messy hair.

He speaks up when you pinch his cheeks, “I was having boyfriend withdrawals over here! finally you’re here, love… ah, I missed you so much already. Is that childish of me?”

You smile softly and cup his cheeks, this was a precious moment but ever since waking up with your morning wood and not being able to take care of it because hey- there’s mora that need to be made- you can’t really hold back much longer but you want to indulge your tired boyfriend in this cosy bliss a little longer.

“Also about the glasses, yeah- I broke the last ones so i got different frames this time, do you like it~?” He teased as his fingers drew patterns on your lower back, you giggled and your voice took a dramatic turn as you gasped and held onto Heizou’s shoulders, he’s a bit confused by the sudden change but smiling as he awaits your shenanigans.

“Oh, Professor Heizou, I need a higher grade! You have to help me! I’ll do a~nything!”

You add some pout as well, and he laughs lightly, making your heart race at the pretty sight, he hums in thought and his fingers drop to the hem of your shirt.

“Well you can start by studying for better grades and-“

You cut him off, cupping his cheek and bending down to get close to his face, displacing his glasses a bit in the process.

“Heizou. Fuck me, please?”

He spoke as your hands were still cupping his cheeks,

“Yesh Shir.”

Kazuha

You sigh in bliss as you step away from the shower, your bathrobe snugly wrapping around you as you make your way to your shared bedroom where your boyfriend was reading a book when you left to shower, leaving a trailer of water as you do so.

“Oh Ka~zuha, I-“ You’re cut off as you look at the bed and realise your boyfriend is peacefully asleep. Book sprawled on his chest as it moved rhythmically, his hair freed from his ponytail and the moonlight making his white hair shine so beautifully you have to take a moment to calm your heart down.

You huff and a gentle smile tugs on your lips as you slowly made your way to him,

“He did look rather tired today…” You mused to yourself, then your smile grew to a sinister one as you saw his bulge through his pyjamas.

“Oh, love, weren’t you supposed to be resting~?”

You sit on the bed carefully, taking his cock out gently and looking at him, still peacefully asleep. You start with soft strokes, gentle pace, then start licking his tip. Only when you take every inch of him into your mouth that he wakes up with a gasp.

You hum as you take his cock out of your mouth.

“Morning, sleepyhead.”

He just stared at you, face flushed and still in that half asleep daze. His voice was rough but still gentle, “…Hi.”

“Were you dreaming about me? You got so worked up.”

You tease as gestures for a kiss, you straddle him as he smiles into the kiss.

“Mm. Maybe…” He hums as you play with his hair. He looks you in the eye and strokes your cheek as he asks, “Ride me?”

You smile and roll your eyes, “Leaving all the work to me now?”

“Well I did just came back from a week long trip.”

“Hmph. You’re lucky you’re cute. Kazuha.”

#genshin impact #gi #gi kazuha #gi heizou #heizou x male reader #heizou x reader #kazuha x male reader #kazuha x reader #genshin x male reader #genshin impact kazuha #genshin impact heizou #genshin smut

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ravennaortiz · 4 months

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Ok Sis.... My man Hap!!! 6,8,13,17,18,30,32 with angst with happy ending. Baby Happy on the way and he freaks out at first! He would be the bestest Daddy ever!!

Alright daddy happy( get ya mind out of the gutter lol) with angst and a happy ending? I believe I can whip up some magic for ya!

Prompts

6. Are you afraid of me?

8. Your drunk. No im not

13. I promise

17. I love you

18. Go slow

30. I need you

32. Your mine

Life

Happy stared down at the pregnancy test on the table for a moment before simply walking out of the house and riding off into the night. You laughed at yourself as tears streamed down your cheeks. How could you have been so stupid to have expected any other reaction from him? You two had not been together long and what more could you expect from an outlaw biker? Tossing the test away you locked up the house and made your way to your bedroom where you collapsed into a sobbing mess.

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A month later you were stepping out of the bathroom after your shower when a figure rose from the bed in the dark. "Shh, just me" slurred Happy as you screamed and he turned the light on. Heart pounding you just stared at him thinking your mind was playing tricks on you. "What are you doing here?" you asked as you clutched the towel around you as tight as possible with your distended belly. "Are you afraid of me?" questioned Happy his eyes boring into you as he ignored your question.

"What?" you questioned as he put his hands in his head. "I don't want you to be afraid of me" he stated sadly as he kept his gaze on the ground. "I mean breaking in unannounced is a reasonable reason for me to have been frightened but I'm not afraid of you" you replied a bit of annoyance in your voice. Who was he to want to be comforted after running away? He stood up and made his way to you the smell of alcohol made your stomach churn as you put your arms out.

"Your drunk Hap" you stated as you gagged some. Happy stumbled back slightly. "No I'm not" he pouted as he frowned at you. "Are you okay?" he asked watching you run back to the bathroom and dry heave. "I'm sensitive to odors and you reek like a brewery to me" you replied. "I'm sorry. I can shower if that is okay?' replied Happy as fought the urge to pull you into his arms.

By the time Happy had showered you were sound asleep. Watching you sleep so peacefully he kicked himself for having missed out on so much time. He moved to his kutte and retrieved the tiny black box he had bought a week ago and put it on your nightstand. He then grabbed a pillow from the bed and made himself cozy on the floor. He hadn't yet earned the right to be in your bed like he hadn't fucked up majorly. Until you invited him back the floor was good enough for him.

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You awoke the next morning to sunlight filtering through the blinds. You stretched as you sat up and shook your head when you saw Happy asleep on the floor. Looking to your nightstand to grab your phone to check the time your eyes caught on a small black box. Your heart pounded and your breath caught in your throat as you reached for it. Opening it tears well in your eyes as you found a simple silver band with a tiny heart shaped diamond set in it.

You hadn't realized you were crying until Happy spoke. "Was supposed to bring you joy not tears" he stated as he looked up at you. "Its beautiful" you murmured as you turned your eyes to him. I promise to never leave you and to always cherish you. I love you so much and I can't live in this world if your not in it or apart of my life" stated Happy as he moved to kneel at your feet with his hands on your thighs.

"I love you too Happy" you murmured as you caressed his cheek before trying to lean forward to kiss him. Your bump stopped you making you both laugh softly. "Here" murmured Happy as he moved to the bed and kissed you deeply as he pushed you back down on the bed. You moaned as he moved his mouth to the sensitive spot on your neck where he bit down before giving it a soothing lick. "Going to go slow with you baby girl. Show you how badly I need you and make sure you know you are mine forever" he whispered as he trailed his fingers down your sides as he carefully grinded against you.

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"Mr. Lowman, would you like to hold your little girl?" asked the nurse as she held your beautiful tiny daughter in her arms. "I'm... a little nervous" replied Happy as he chuckled and held out shaky arms. "Your going to be fine. Just tuck her close, support her head" murmured the nurse as she helped him take her.

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simping-ella · 1 year

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can i have a rowan x reader from the Wednesday Addams series plEase

Hugs fix everything (Rowan x reader)

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You had finished up your study session with Yoko early and decided to go visit Rowan, knowing Xavier wasn't there was a relief as he doesn't particularly like you. Softly knocking on his door you hear faint sobbing, immediately you could tell it was coming from Rowan. "Rowan, honey I'm coming in" you gently say, slowly opening the door. Your heart shatters at the site of your boyfriend, he was sitting on his bed without his glasses on, his eyes red and puffy from crying. Your eyes soften looking at him "My love what happened, who made you upset" you say in a gentle tone. He stands up, looking at you and wipes his tears away with his sweater sleeves, "n-nothing, I'm okay" he stutters, it's obvious to you he's lying. You make your way to the bed and pull the covers up, sliding underneath and making room "Come here Ro" you whisper, arms wide open. He stumbles into your arms and burries his head into the crook of your neck, "I'm s-sorry " he says almost incoherent, you gently stroke his soft hair "baby there's nothing to be sorry for, can you tell me why you were crying" you reply, hoping to get a truthful answer. He lifts his head from your neck and looks at you "i-im just so tired and stressed, I can't stop thinking about my mother's drawing a-and Wednesday, I just don't know what to d-do" he explains, tears filling his eyes again. "Ro, honey it's okay I'm here, I'll tell Bianca that you aren't coming to fencing today" You say now moving your hand to cradle his cheek. Hesitantly, Rowan nods his head, nudging his cheek more into your palm. You slowly shift positions, Rowan wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his head on your stomach. Pulling out your phone you pressed on Bianca's contact.

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Y/N: hey B, just a heads up Rowan isn't going to fencing today.

Queen B: sure thanks for the heads up, we were supposed to go against eachother today. Is he okay? He's been acting strange recently.

Y/N: yeah everything's okay, he's just stressed that's all. I'm refusing for him to go anywhere for at least an hour.

Queen B: I have to admit you guys are pretty cute. Anyways I'll see you tomorrow.

Y/N: haha thanks B, I'll see you in class.

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You smiled at your phone before placing it on Rowan's bedside table. Hearing soft snores you look down to see Rowan peacefully sleeping. You softly play with his hair until you slowly drift off to sleep aswell.

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Thanks for reading, I really am trying to get better at writing but I am low on brain cells

#wednesday x reader #rowan laslow x reader #rowan x reader #rowan laslow

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pix3lplays · 11 months

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so uhmm im really love the hsr being fathers like damn i love it so much so uhm can the readers child like cuaght the hsr griefing over our death and the child comforts them? can it be the same guys from before? *virtual hug* tysm

*Virtual hug back* yes, let’s do it!!!

More Hsr men being fathers hehe

Part of this!

-Honkai Star Rail men grieving reader when their child comforts them-

Dan Heng: Dan Heng is going through your records in the archives, his child in his lap, sleeping peacefully, at first. It is late at night. Dan Heng can’t help it, rereading your files, on the fifth anniversary of your death…it brings tears to his eyes. He accidentally wakes up his kid, who looks up at him with those big eyes that look just like yours.

“Dad? Are you okay?”

“I’m…I’m fine,” Dan Heng reassures his child, stroking their hair a bit while he tries to stifle his tears.

“You’re crying though…”

“No, no, I’m not,” he insists, wiping his tears away and giving a warm smile to his kid. “It’s late. It’s time for bed…”

His kid yawns, protests just a little bit, before promptly falling asleep in his lap again. And he scoops them up and takes them to bed, thinking of what it’d be like to do this parenting thing with you by his side, and not alone. But it’s okay. You’re gone, he needs to accept that. He’s doing this for you, and for his kid.

Welt Yang: is looking through an old sketchbook he had started with you, looking back at your cute, amateurish doodles next to his, that you would draw when he wasn’t looking. And they had always made his day to see you’ve broken into his sketchbook to add a few additions of your own.

“You look sad, Dad,” he hears the little voice of his child, looks up. He hadn’t heard them walk in front of him. “Why are you sad?”

“Not sad, just…nostalgic,” Welt corrects. Okay. Maybe he was a little sad, and missing you. But he’d still use the word ‘nostalgic’ over sad.

“Come look with me,” is what he says, and he sits his little kid on the cushion next to him and holds out the sketchbook.

They go through the sketchbook, and the word ‘sad’ seems to grow a little bigger for him. Yeah. He was sad. He missed you so much. Missed your doodles in his sketchbooks. Wished you were here to help him raise your child. But you weren’t. And that was OK. That happens.

And to be honest, sharing your sketches with your kid was beginning to make him feel a little more relaxed.

Jing Yuan: is stressed out in his office. He’s swamped with work but all that’s on his brain is the anniversary of your death. He thought pushing through and going to work would help him get through it. Thought that it’d be better to be productive than cooped up in the house and mourning. Well, he was wrong for the first time in a while. He always did make bad judgements when it came to you…you always did distract him.

He’s pulled from his thoughts by the sound of tiny footsteps running his way. And he’s met with his kid, excitedly holding a drawing they’ve done.

The kid suddenly screeches to a halt, and Jing Yuan observed them with confusion for a second.

“Dad!? Are you crying?”

“Hm? Oh…I suppose I am…” and he wipes away his own tears, apologizing.

“What are you crying about?”

“I miss someone…”

“Who?”

“Someone dear to both of us…but let’s not worry about that, let me see that drawing of yours…”

And the issue is immediately forgotten by the child, who excitedly shows their dad their most recent creation. It’s good for him, he thinks, to have such young and precious life around him. Helps him keep his mind off the pain of losing you.

Sampo Koski: Didn’t really have a lot of time to grieve you. He was suddenly thrust into parenthood as soon as you were dead, after all…But business was slow today, and he could get home early, and spend some time thinking about his dead lover and the child you left behind for him to deal with.

He’s in the kitchen, pouring himself a drink, when his kid comes home from playing with the neighborhood kids all day. The life of a kid, even in a place like the Underworld, was just too easy, he thinks to himself bitterly, sipping at his drink.

“Dad…you…okay?” his kid asks quietly.

“Yeah…yeah just thinking.”

“You need anything?”

Was his kid always this considerate? They reminded him of you.

“No. Thank you…”

His kid smiles, gives him a thumbs up, and runs to their room. And oddly enough, Sampo feels a little better.

Gepard Landau: Gepard is looking through an old photo album he made with you, before you…passed. He’s crying. He doesn’t realize he’s crying while he looks at a photo of the two of you on your wedding day.

“Dad?” he hears. And he looks away from the photo album suddenly, and down at where his kid is.

“Yes?” he tries, trying his best to sound calm and quiet and in control, and not like he was just crying.

“Want to…play with me? It might make you feel better?” his kid suggests, holding out a stuffed animal.

“Oh, kiddo, I-” but the more he thinks about it, the better the idea sounds. “Alright. Let’s do that. It sounds fun.” He let’s his kid drag him to the floor so they can play with stuffed animals, and the pain of using you fades just a bit for the moment.

Luocha: Luocha is working. Working restlessly. He’s always working. But tonight he misses you, misses you a little more than usual tonight. He grips his necklace tight. Keeps working. When there’s a sudden knock at his door. “Father?” a little voice calls.

Luocha sighs, doesn’t realize how shaky his voice is til he replies. “Come in.”

His kid steps in, looks surprised, because their father was clearly crying and Father Never cried.

“What do you want?” Luocha asks, wiping at his eyes. His kid comes over, puts their little hands on his knee.

“Please stop crying Father…”

“I know, I’m trying…”

“It’s my bedtime.”

“Ah, so it is…want me to tuck you in?”

“Yeah…”

“Alright, fine.”

Luocha doesn’t usually tuck his kid into bed. But tonight he needed the distraction. He takes his kid to their room, tucks them into bed. The tears have stopped. He feels a little at peace, acting like a normal father, tucking his kid into bed.

You’re still on his mind of course, but at least he’s not crying over you anymore. Tears were pointless anyways, they didn’t help anything. It’s not like you were gone forever anyways. He was going to bring you back.

Blade: it’s been some time since your passing, and Blade has been resisting the need to grieve way too hard. It was unhealthy. Finally Kafka strictly told him he’d better go to your grave and get anything remaining out. And he reluctantly agreed, not aware his kid was following behind him…

He just…waits quietly at your grave, watching over it like a silent protector when he suddenly feels a tug at his pant leg. And when he looks down…lo and behold his child had followed him to the grave.

“What are you doing, Dad?” the child asks with big, innocent eyes.

“I’m…visiting…” is what he manages to say, before gesturing to your gravestone.

“Oh…” the kid says, not really understanding, but knowing that this is a quiet and serious moment. “Okay…”

And father and child keep watch quietly together over your grave, and it actually makes Blade feel a little bit better to be doing this with his kid. It’s just a Little bit more bearable.

#honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #my writing #Dan Heng #Dan Heng x reader #Welt Yang #Welt Yang x reader #Jing Yuan #Jing Yuan x reader #Sampo Koski #Sampo Koski x reader #Gepard Landau #Gepard Landau x reader #Luocha #Luocha x reader #Blade #Blade x reader

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jiminrings · 1 year

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as a psych student learning something about human development, i wanna know how the couple will be all around the internet searching about shits in parenting. OR MAYBE one of them starts overanalyzing or over observing their baby bcoz they saw those articles abt childs development AND THEY WANT TO BE A GOOD PARENT

does that scream jungkook to me? yes, im picturing him in that position but it can be y/n too!! AM SO EXCITED FOR THE NEW ERA BABE!!

478: drabble

alternatively, a glimpse of hwayoung’s first 100 days <3

[ 478 masterlist ]

DAY 13

“Hi, pretty girl,” Jungkook hovers above Hwayoung as she lies on her back, much to her curiosity and much to your amusement.

“Heyyy-…” Jungkook drawls as he goes from the center of the foot of the bed all the way to the side, suddenly straightening up as he does a standing long jump all the way to the other, “….pretty girl!”

Your daughter doesn’t seem to be amused as you but she still watches her dad anyway, making you snort so hard that the grogginess you’ve had from the night before starts to dissipate.

“What are you doing?”

“It’s week two. I’m trying to see if Hwayoung can track things with her eyes; that’s supposed to be a milestone this week.”

“Where did you get that from?” you wonder out loud, trying to recall if you read that anywhere from the pamphlet that her pediatrician gave you.

Jungkook sounds almost offended that you’re asking him to cite his sources, making him scoff playfully. “My instincts.”

You try not to bring up Jungkook’s constant indecisiveness and his need for approval whenever it came to tending to Hwayoung, yet with just one look, he scoffs as he changes his answers.

“The pedia.”

Your glance is empty and you’re just about to believe it because sometimes, you have to talk Jungkook out of texting the doctor at godforsaken hours in the morning just because he has a question.

He mistakes your glance for something more and instantly he relents, shoulders sagging as he huffs. “Fine, it’s the parenting subreddit.”

DAY 32

“Is it just me or is Hwayoung not starting to coo yet?” you mumble under your breath, startling Jungkook awake not because you suddenly spoke while he’s only shallowly sleeping, but because it’s the same thing on his mind.

“Not just you. I thought I was going crazy,” he sighs, pinching his eyes. Surely enough, your daughter knows how to cry and shriek, but she isn’t at that stage yet where she mimics the basic syllables that you echo to her.

You sigh, rethinking the past few days with utter concentration just to see if you’ve missed a milestone. Jungkook thinks as hard as you, eyes fluttering to see Hwayoung awake in her crib but peacefully just looking up at the toys.

Jungkook stands up as you list off the things you’ve searched on your own, crouching down to get Hwayoung off her crib so the both of you can fawn over her more closely as you ponder over her (incoming) milestones. He’s less nervous now when it comes to picking her up because supporting her comes to him like second nature now, however no matter how secure she is in his hold, Jungkook overlooked the possibility of his entire head bumping against the overhead toys.

He hits his head so hard against the base of it that he hears a resounding slap against his skull, but apart from that, he hears something else — Hwayoung cooing.

You immediately squeal in celebration, clapping your hands that makes your daughter turn her eyes to you this time. Jungkook blinks once, twice before breaking out into a grin.

He settles Hwayoung on your lap, walks over to the crib again before crouching, and prepares an act.

DAY 65

When you walk out of the bathroom fresh from your shower, the first thing that greets you is the sight of two figures laying down on the mat; one delicate in her new onesie, and the other clearly overgrown for the playpen.

“It’s tummy time.”

Jungkook calls out to you even if you don’t beg for an explanation, craning his neck to look at you from behind him. His nose almost dives to the floor if not for you snickering at how you have to walk backwards just to catch him and Hwayoung in the same frame.

“How’s the neck?”

“Hmm, it’s a little sore. I fell asleep on the couch again,” Jungkook frowns, rolling out the tensions with his knuckles. He pleasantly hums at the pressure, eyes blinking until he realizes why you’ve never responded to him. He sheepishly chuckles, scratching his head. “Oh. You meant Hwayoung.”

DAY 100

Hwayoung can’t just seem to stop giggling.

Her laughter has no real agenda behind it but its common theme revolves around Jungkook fumbling for something one way or another, the current fit of laughter your daughter’s in now being your husband fumbling for the strings of Miso’s collar (that he crocheted himself) that goes with the party theme.

There’s a distinct warmth that spreads in your chest, less of recalling that Hwayoung’s milestones are on time and more of the realization that you have everything you’ve ever hoped for; your very own family getting ready in the dressing room where just outside, all of your closest family, friends, and colleagues wait to celebrate Hwayoung’s first 100 days.

“Jungkook?”

He hums at the mention of his name, brows furrowed in frustration because Miso won’t just stay still but he still gives you attention. He straightens up immediately at the way your eyes seem glassy, and normally, he’d race towards you at the very first sight of you being down.

Jungkook, however, doesn’t have to do anything because Hwayoung coos and giggles once again, reaching her hand out in such a smooth and controlled manner that her little fist hovers above your face, almost as if she’s willing for the happy tears to stay inside.

You burst into laughter at that, the tears still coming to show that you’re so overwhelmed and happy — it actually stings. Your eyes flicker between your husband and your daughter, a grin making its way to your lips.

“Love you.”

#478 drabbles #jungkook oneshot #jungkook imagine #jungkook scenario

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starkeyletters · 1 year

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•̩̩͙⁺𝐓𝐨𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡

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Warnings - 18+, Mature theme, Drug & substance use, indications to smut (hookups), etc.

Wordcount - 2,2k+

Pairing - 𝑅𝐴𝐹𝐸 𝐶𝐴𝑀𝐸𝑅𝑂𝑁 x 𝙁𝙀𝙈 𝙊𝘾 [Reader]

Summary - Fic based off of the song below, 'Too High'. The fic itself, to summarize it, is Rafe taking realization in to learning his true feelings. Knowing he wants more than just stupid hookups. But the question is, does she feel the same?

A/n - My first fic based off a song. Works like these will never be more than one part but they will be often posted. I recently found a liking for this beautiful song and it gave me so many ideas for it and it just made me feel like it would be a situation that would involve Rafe Cameron with a girl this way. Hope you guys enjoy this one (:

Tell me if you're alright

Did I get ya too high?

Sleeping over two nights

In a row, I can't let you go

Tonight you might fall in love

Ahh, yeah

It was late, very late. Lately, it was moments like this for Rafe that caused the realization to set in. The realization that he was falling in love. With you. He didn't want to, Loving anyone scared the shit out of him. He was never loved right, so how was he supposed to love someone without failing? He wondered that every single day, And the moment he began caring about you being more than just a hookup, He knew.

Rafe’s POV:

It was late, 2:00am. I pushed back against the hardwood of my bed’s headframe, staring down at her next to me, tangled in my white and blue bedding. She was gorgeous - doll like. It wasn't the first time we have done this, it has been quite occasional for the past month. Every time my parents leave I invite her over, get high, hookup, then she leaves. Lately that hasn't been happening the way we planned.

My hand ran through her soft silky hair, my fingers merely touching the exposed skin on her back. She lied on her stomach, sleeping so peacefully. She looked so effortlessly beautiful while she was in any state of comfort. I wondered to myself if she was alright, i wish she was awake to tell me how she was feeling. We had a long hookup, after which we smoked weed and did some coke. Sometimes I wonder if I got her too high, thankfully the effects will wear off not too long from now.

Tonight was the second night in a row we did this, my parents were out on a business trip. Usually we never made it through one night, let alone two. And quite honestly, now i don't want her to leave. I don't want this to be over.

I couldn't understand the way i felt, or the way she acted towards me. Was it actually love? Or was it just tension, even lust? I wish i could know if what i was feeling was love, but its hard to know what something is if you never experienced it. Yet, she treated me in a way no one ever had. She showed me genuine care. You could tell by the look on her face when I asked her to stay for the night a second time its hat she wanted, and exactly what answered my question was the look in her eyes. They lit up, I could've sworn her pupils were hearts.

Maybe im just high, but i think im falling in love.

“Hm?” You mumbled into the pillow your head was on, Rafe waking you up from your sleep. He looked just as restless and out of it as you did. But you couldn't assume it was anything other than the effects of the substances the two of you used only a few hours before the time now. “I know i sound crazy for saying this,” he stopped, you looked up at him and laughed as he sat against his headboard, shirtless, his hair a mess, all over his face as he looked off into the distance of some spot n his room. Fidgeting with his hands on his lap.

“But- But i want to have more than just hookups with you- a-and sesh’s. I enjoy being with you- and i think i might be in lov-” You rent in the right mindset, you weren't yourself. You were higher than he was at that moment, so that's why you cut him off saying what you did.

“Rafael Cameron. Were high.”

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Tell me, are you too high? (Are ya?)

'Cause I'm feelin' just fine (yeah)

Truth is, Rafe wasn't nearly as high as you were. He barely took anything that night. If anything, One could say he doesn't have enough in his system for it to even show up on a drug test. His eyes weren't even red. And if he was high, it wore off. Because he did not feel high, that's for sure.

You on the other hand, Your eyes were bloodshot red, eyelids once you were woken were half closed, and you were completely out of it. You were definitely too high, you and Rafe both knew it.

You were too high.

Rafe was feeling just fine.

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And I just wanna kiss you (I do)

I love ridin' through the city with you

Hear you talk about your silly issues, oh

You drive me wild, oh—oh

Take back to one night, 2 weeks prior to the current situation, the two of you took a ride in his truck, a late night drive. Throughout the town, even the city. It was a gorgeous night. With the music blasting and the way you sang along with it, Rafe couldn't imagine a more beautiful version of you. It was a night to remember, neither of you were on anything. Which really made it better. He loved going for drives with you, really he loved doing anything if it involved being with you.

He just wanted to kiss you, he craved it, he never kissed you when the two of you hooked up. It was a forbidden rule on the list of rules you made up when the two of you started doing so. The way your lips looked that night especially, the way they sung along to the music playing, the way you glossed them, it was everything for rafe. He always wanted to kiss you, he wanted to know what the feeling of your lips on his would feel like.

He loved drives with you, They would last for hours, and hours, until either you or him got tired. You would always have at least one rant session to him every single time you would go for a drive. ANd he never once minded the fact that you did so.

Most of the issues were silly, he would always get an entertaining time out of listening to you speak on them. He loved the fact that you not only opened up to him about such and such, but the fact that you were the person who came to him and trusted him enough to say what you were feeling and about problems you had. No matter how serious, or silly they were.

You drive him wild.

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And babe, I wanna smoke and

Fall asleep on your floor

We won't make it to your bed, no

We won't make it to your bed

Take back to the one time,and only time, Your parents were out of town and you invited rafe over to just have a quick session. To smoke, Not hookup. And that's exactly what happened.

Rafe was uncontrollably laughing, falling onto your bedroom floor as the two of you got into your room from being outside. You were just as bad, stumbling on top of him, neither of you even thinking to get up.

“And- The time you-” Rafe said in between laughs, “You- slipped and-” He couldnt even finish his sentence. The two of you were always like this when high.

The floor was where the two of you bunked for the night, not being able to make it to your bed, Well - most of the night for you, you woke up halfway throughout the night, Moving up into your bed.. The feeling of discomfort from lying on a hard surface with nothing beneath you except rafes arm under your sore neck, would have made your body ache for days to come. You didnt bother waking Rafe, Infact he looked super peaceful. God knows how he did it since the next morning he felt fine. No pain.

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Your dad would kill me if he knew what we were doin' babe

And if he finds us, I swear I won't have a clue what to say

Ayee, so

Oh, how your father would kill him if he ever found out the things that happened - or still even go on between you and Rafe.

In fact, your parents, especially your father, were extremely protective over you. There wasn't a day that went by that you could remember that they hadn't warned you about Rafe Cameron, they always told you that you were to stay away from him. And oh how much trouble you'd be in, especially if he found out Rafe cameron spent the night in his home.

Neither of you never put a plan in place for if you were to get caught, and Rafe always worries when there's days spent together that are in public, or if someone was to ever snitch.

He really wouldn't have a clue what to say.

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Tell me if you're alright

Did I get ya too high?

The one time you went home after the two of you got high, and mid- hookup you bailed. He didn't hear from you for days, he was so worried. He knew he should've never let you go home in the state you had been in. You were sobbing before you left his house. He would text you constantly for those few days, only for you to ignore him.

You just left, high, sobbing, you were a mess. He knew your parents were home and he worried you'd rat the two of you out. Since he was acting like a dick that night.

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Sleeping over two nights

In a row, I can't let you go

Tonight you might fall in love

Ahh, yeah

*Reference to first paragraph of the fic.

Turns out, you never told anyone,and your parents didn't even notice the way you were once you got home. You just felt like shit. That was the night you realized you were in love with Rafe. And that's why you left, or bailed on him as he called it.

You spent the next two nights after that with him, for the first time. You didn't want to leave his presence and you didnt want to let him go.

You wondered if he felt the same, and when he was about to say the three words, you were too high, telling him that too - You regretted that as soon as the drugs wore off. He was falling in love with you, and you were too. But you ruined it. You told him that the two of you were: “Rafe Cameron. Were high.”

You regretted it ever since.

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I got you, baby, I can't lose you now

Swear to God that I won't fuck around (no)

You're my favorite one I ever found

Yeah, I treat you like you got a crown (I do)

After that night, It's like the two of you got closer to each other without making a plan to do so. He knew after that night that the feelings being shared were mutual. He knew you loved him too. You just couldn't say it.

All he saw was regret on your face anytime he would talk about what happened, anytime he would talk about his feelings as hints for you to take since after that he was too scared to straight up tell you he was falling in love with you.

He knew he got you, and he knew he couldn't let himself lose you.

He swore to you that he would never, ever, fuck around.

He told you that you were his favorite one he ever found, Because you were. There was something about you that anyone else Rafe knew didn't have. You were his soulmate, that's for god damn sure.

Rafe, even though you aren't together (yet) Treats you like a literal queen. He never ever disrespect nor hurts you. Take back to the one time, yet it happened multiple times, Rafe had to carry you because your feet hurt in your heels, up stairwells, down hills, up hills, etc. plus he'd carry your heels.

You were his princess.

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Promise that you'd never lie and (no)

Baby, never leave me crying

The two of you, when you first started to hookup. Made a promise to never ever lie about if the other was catching feelings. Yet that didn't work out for either of you. You both did, and you both lied. To each other.

Which not only left you crying, but also Rafe.

After that night, neither of you ever lied to one and other ever again.

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Yeah, you're the only one I want, alright

You were indeed the only one Rafe wanted. Ever since he met you he never had one thought about someone else. He tried proving it to you. You were all he wanted. Everything he needed. He never wanted to picture you with someone else.

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Tell me if you care about me

The way that I care for ya

I just need to see

Rafe wanted you to say it. Say you cared for him the way he cared for you that night. The thing is, you didn't. You showed him instead.

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Did I get ya too high?

Rafe did indeed get you too high. Not on drugs, but on love.

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unexpectedbrickattack · 10 months

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heehee

heeheehee

Adding some more hcs here bc its under a readmore and therefore confined to the Secret Thoughts box. Obviously suggestive but mostly relationship stuff bc i cannot help myself 😔

So i feel like i am an outlier that really enjoys noise/noisette like i think they are sooo cute…they are just silly guys ! So no this is not ANYONE cheating i must make this soooo clear i am so touchy about this subject; this is my heehee haha safe space LMAO i want to keep that kind of drama faaaar away from me.

A quick tldr for noise (that i will start calling theo bc i think its a cute name LOL i dunno where it came from but i love it im taking it) is that: hes a nepo baby that was able to start a business and brand w that money, and then stayed in a bubble for the rest of his life bc his image and branding is too important to lose. He hung out w the same rich people to network properly and maintain status. He didnt have the time and courage to go into the circles he WANTED to go into.

I had a whole essay written but this is supposed to be a little tldr lmao basically. Hes bi and curious and gus is always extremely overwhelmingly happy and eager to mess around w anyone (also bi) if it means peppino will be there and peppino is like FINE but ur going to get attached to the rat and thats not going to be my fault. This would be after theo starts behaving, as in, starts respecting peppinos boundaries. And he gets to hang out w him peacefully enough times to work up the courage to poke the bear (lol) and ask questions. Bc hes nosy and curious 🥺 they look like they have so much fun at the bar and w whoever they pickup like. Way more fun than he has w his stuffy rich friends. He wants to be there, he wants to have fun 🥺

Anyway he gets to be peppino and gustavos third and it leaves him like this ->💥💥💥💥💥 and gus thinks its so cute lol like this poor possum is worn the hell out 😭 needs to conk out and sleep forever. ‘ONE. That was fun. That was FUN. I want hazel to do that to me’ peppino, wide eyed but like clearly flabbergasted and smiling incredulously: ‘YEAH? REALLY ? I MEAN. DIDNT UH. DIDNT KNOW SHE HAD THAT IN HER. OR WHATEVER.’

‘TWO. Would u do this again? Like that was fun. That was FUN. I wanna do that again. I think im too busy this week and next week but like. Is that an option? I can push stuff around so it can fit in ur schedule??’ And peppino LAUGHS like full body laughing hard enough that gus comes back w a water looking so confused. Hes like oh my god. You dont have to cancel shit for a dick appointment !!! You dont!! Oh my god!!! Hes like crying laughing at the thought of theo having to cancel an appointment so he can squeeze in his threesome 😭😭😭 and theo cant help but look A LITTLE red bc okay it sounds silly BUT no one said no and he will run w that lol

Also convinces hazel to get a strap at some point. Which i think is so funny bc i have a scene in my head of noise being so smarmy w peppino and gus like ooohhh so u needed dick to be normal again and not be rude? Was that all it took? And now theo is thinking back to what he said as hes laying down in bed after getting thoroughly pegged by his gf and hes like oughhgh……i get it……

#chattin #answered #saucy #hey this is a fucking essay. dont look at me 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭#i dunno what to even tag this. im leaving it open #i have been thinking about them too much im setting this free into the wilds #maybe i will draw something for this #this also comes off as like incoherent bc i have no written characterization for noise n noisette #like how i feel like shes be down for anything bc he is similar to gus in that they both are free spirited #and are always up to try something new and have a good time 😊#and how i see noise as someone who WANTS to be that free but is confined to the brand and image HE made for himself #and the persona he has is close to the whimsy he wants to achieve irl #anyway #i truly hope thay image of the tags blocks the image beneath the readmore lmao #<- said through gritted teeth #okay i was chatty today and it made me feel nice and happy again #last thing im posting today i love yall mwah

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yuupotatos · 11 months

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sleep over!!

A/n:this is my first fanfic so its bad

summary:you are having a sleepover with Miguel and Peter B

you:yellow

Peter b:Blue

Miguel:Red

Miguel and Peter b were on the sofa Miguel was peacefully reading a book while Peter b was just kicking his legs "whats your issue?!" Peter B responded in 1 second "iM SO EXCITED!!" "about *reader?*" "YEAH I HAVEN'T SEEN THEM IN FOOORRRRREEEVEEEERRRR" the door bell then rings and Peter is jumping off the couch and opens it "*walks in*" "heeeyyyy" you then sit by the comfy chair nearby "hey Peter boo boo spider"

"so how have you been." "just chilling" you put your bag down and cross your legs on the chair "*he blushes from the nickname you gave him*how's your universe I haven't seen you in forever" you just stay quiet not feeling like responding cause you just don't exactly pay attention on whats been happening "..." Peter felt sad on how you were just ignoring him till Miguel spoke up and broke the silence "you know Peter maybe they are just trying to express themselves-" Peter then throws a cushion at Miguels face and then jumps on you giving you a hug and starts squeezing you

time skip

you guys are now in the bedroom on the mattress playing truth or dare "Peter B truth or dare" "I can do a dare" "I dare you to let me give you a sharpie tattoo" "I guess I can do that..." you grab a sharpie and just when you were about to start drawing Peter B jumped back "NO WAIT.....don't do it" you put the sharpie lid back on "whatever" moments later while you were talking with Miguel not paying attention to your bag which was on the bed open and Peter sees your undergarment(panties,bra,briefs,binders whatever you want) and thought of a funny idea "*grabs the undergarment and stands up to leave while hiding it* ummm ill be right back" while Peter is away you and Miguel start to talk about you and about what you've been up to while with Peter he is tiptoeing in the kitchen giggling he dramatically opens the fridge and throws your undergarment in the back of it then cackles loudly while closing it "HAHAHAHHAHAHA"

TIMESKIP

You guys are now watching Netflix(titanic) and you are texting the group chat(miles,gwen,pavitr and hobie) while Peter is weeping "*tears up*why can't I get a hot girlfriend on vacay.." Peter then looks over at you "*snatches your phone* STOP TEXTING!!!" "okay..* you then suddenly start getting a craving of ice cream and get up "do you guys have any Ice cream?" "yeah" "cool :D" you then get up to leave leaving Miguel and Peter there watching the movie and Peter b suddenly starts crying and sobbing(the scene isn't even emotional) "whats wrong with you?!" "they always have girlfriends *hics*" "oh my goodness..." "IS IT CAUSE IM FAT 😭" mean while with you, you open the freezer and there's only vanilla you then grab it and go upstairs "all you guys have is vanilla" "everyone loves vanilla" "VANILLA!!" "whats wrong with it?" "its plain..." Miguel then throws a bottle of chocolate sprinkles at you "oh thanks :D" you then put the sprinkles in the ice cream(yes you put it in the entire tub) and started eating it "Leonardo DiCaprio was so fine younger what happened people be right white people really don't age well" "...*tears up*" "oh no no Peter I didn't mean it like that you age beautifully Peter" the scene is now where jack dies "NOOO YOU DUMB UGLY GINGER FUCKING BITCHHHHHH" "I know well there was a lot of room on what she was on "I will never let go" my ass" "can you guys shut up this movie is supposed to be sad-" "I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU JACK!!!"

#spiderman 2099 #peter b parker x reader #across the spiderverse #miguel o'hara x reader #sleepover

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oyesmendes · 2 years

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love is just a word - 7

a/n: holy shit. i actually managed to get this out... not proofread at all please dont come at me, i’ll edit later HAAHHA now i need to get some sleep or im going to die at work... as usual - love and comments are much appreciated. oh and, remember to reblog!

read all other parts here!

Monte Carlo, Monaco

“Ma belle! Oh how I missed you” Pierre hugged you as he walked through the doors, nuzzling his face into your neck. He was intoxicated, you could tell, the blush on his cheeks and alcohol breath were the telling signs.

“Are you drunk?” You pulled away and he frowns, “I just had a few, it was Nadri’s early birthday celebration on the plane.”

“So you’re drunk.” You muttered, silently cursing that this was ruining your time to confess to him.

"I'm nottttt." Pierre slurred, intertwining ur hand with his. He kissed you on the forehead softly, patting your shoulders before stumbling over his own feet and into the bedroom. He immediately crashed into the fresh sheets, soft snores escaping him moments later. You shook your head at the sight, pulling off his clothing and tucking him into bed. This will have to wait till tomorrow.

The whole night, your guilt ate you up inside. Countless of times you contemplated waking Pierre up, but whenever you laid eyes on him sleeping peacefully, you retract your hand. You couldn't catch a single hour of proper sleep, constantly waking up when a dream (or nightmare) of either Carlos or Pierre flashed across your brain.

Until the next morning, when you couldn't even wait for the coffee to brew before the words started falling out of your mouth.

That's how you got here.

"So you're telling me, you kissed him in my house? You cheated on me, in my home?" his voice is low, head buried in his hands. You move closer towards him to touch his arm but he shifts back. That stung worse than acid on your skin.

"Yes, Pierre. Look- I know it sounds and looks bad but I-"

"I trusted you, chérie." He took a breath. The nickname burned a scar on his tongue. He felt hurt and anger, but most of all, he felt betrayed.

"I know you did, and I'm sorry I broke your trust. But I chose you, mi amor." You said defeatedly.

Pierre raises his head, his voice booming through the room.

"And that's supposed to make me feel better? That you chose me after you realised his lips don't make you feel the way that I do? What do you think this is, Y/N - a fucking tasting platter?!"

You raised your brows at his words, a sudden agitation washing over you. A mixture of emotions and the lack of sleep from the past few days.

"No of course not! I admit, this is partially my fault. That I had unresolved issues with Carlos, that I never considered him and his presence after all these years. But you can't put this all on me, Pierre. I chose you because I love you, more than anything else in the world." you kneel down so your eyes meet his, your hand cupping his cheeks,

"I'm sorry for what happened, and I would do anything to take it back; but I am here now. I fought for us, and we won. I'm telling you that I want to be with you, I chose us."

"Big fuckin deal," Pierre spat, his eyes turning dark, "you think you were selfless by choosing us after you placed your lips onto him? You must be joking, Y/N."

You retract your hand and kept quiet, allowing Pierre to vent his anger. You deserved it anyway.

"I should've have known what I was getting into with you. I saw the way he looked at you.” He lets out a sad laughter, "I should've never let it get this serious. My family love you, my friends adore you-"

"But do you love me?" You look at him in the eyes - now dark, a shade you’ve never seen on him before. He doesn’t know where the venom he’s spitting is coming from, and he knows he should hold himself back. Don’t say things while you’re angry, you’ll regret it. His mother always repeats. But in the moment, his mind is emptied from any logical thinking. So he speaks, and the words hit you like a bullet.

"Not enough to forgive you for what you did."

This was it. You saw it coming, though half of you foolishly hoped for him to forgive you. You get up and got around to get your luggage, pulling open the wardrobe, and grabbing arms full of your clothes to shove them into the bag. You hear the front door open then shut. Pierre didn't stay, and neither did he want you to stay.

Guess leaving was the better choice after all.

You're standing at the airport, waiting for staff to check on the next available flight out. Your phone had been going off non-stop, Daniel texting you over and over again to get you to come back. Finally, the counter staff looks up at you after an excruciating ten minutes, "we have a flight in about two hours to Madrid."

"Perfect." You tell her. She hands you your passport and boarding pass, and you make your way through the airport. Your phone rings- it's Daniel. You decide to pick up before your phone blows up from his messages.

"You can't just leave like this, Y/N." He says immediately once the call goes through. You're in Starbucks, pulling a sandwich from the shelf and heading to the counter.

"You're the only one that wants me around, Danny."

"That's not true!" He shouts, and you pull the phone away from your ear.

"Soy latte please." You tell the barista, ignoring whatever Daniel was saying on the other end of the line. After paying, you press the phone to your ear again.

"Did you tell Carlos you were leaving?"

You mutter a soft 'no'.

"He would want you to stay, you know that."

"He wouldn't Danny, we've been through this. I'm not putting myself through any of that anymore." You heard Daniel sigh.

"Will you be coming to the race?" He asks, still hopeful that you'd work something out. You let out a sad chuckle.

"Why would I?" This would be the first race you were away from Pierre this year.

"Because you want to support your favourite McLaren driver." You can hear the soft smile on Daniel's face, an attempt to get you to laugh. The barista calls out your name, and you're thanking them for the drink before walking to your gate.

"Oh you mean Lando? I'll think about it." You quip back, taking a sip of your drink. You wanted to make a joke, wanted to tell Daniel you were okay, wanted to convince yourself you were going to be okay. Daniel pretends not to notice.

"Shut up, I'm your favourite driver. But seriously Y/N, I would love to see you at the race.”

You shake your head, thankful he couldn't see you the distraught look on your face now.

"I gotta go, Danny Ric, I'll see you when I see you."

Madrid, Spain

This was the town you grew up in. The street you ran through countless of times, playing catch on the front garden, walking from one house to the other for dinner. The iconic cream coloured house and blue door belonging to your family; less than two blocks away from the Sainz family home.

You knock on the door lightly, and take a step back. It was almost dinner time, and you could smell the aroma from your mother's cooking. You hear the ruckus in the house, knowing your mother was grumbling at your father for not getting the door, and Matteo was shouting something from upstairs. The bright blue door swings open, and your mother is surprised and shocked all at the same time. Then she sees the look on your face and she knows exactly why you're here.

"Mija..." Her brows are knitted together. She can feel your pain with just one glance. Your bag drops to the floor.

You crash into your mother's arms immediately.

Your father and Matteo come to the door immediately once they hear that you're home. They take your bags, settling you down into your childhood bedroom - just as you left it, the walls dusted pink, countless of trophies, helmets, lining every inch of your room. The simulator you built with Matteo still sitting in the corner of the room. It was like a piece of your life still frozen in time, always welcoming you with open arms. You run your fingers along the fresh sheets your mother had just put on two days ago. She changed them regularly, even after you left home.

"Dinner will be ready in ten." She tells you, squeezing your shoulders to get your attention.

"Oh and, Reyes and Carlos Sr will be here as well. Sunday traditions." Right, of course. The tradition that had been going on forever. You take in a sharp breath and nod.

At least you know that Carlos won't be there.

You go downstairs in exactly ten minutes like you’re told. The Sainz family arrived at the same time, and the front door swings open, the family filing in one by one. You can hear them from the kitchen, chattering and greeting one another. You're setting up the dinner table just like your mother told you before heading out to greet them as well. But you hear a voice that makes your skin crawl.

"Castaña?" What the fuck was Carlos doing here? The utensils you were holding drops to the ground, causing a loud clanging sound which makes your family run into the room. You quickly pick them up, Carlos scrambling to help you as well while your mother is nagging at the both of you for being clumsy. Then his hand brushes past yours as you pick a fork up, and you're dropping it onto the ground again. He stops moving, both your heads too close to one another, then you see it - that necklace, that god forsaken pendant, swinging in front of your eyes. It felt like a taunt, as if the inanimate object was making fun of you.

"Fuck it." You mutter, exiting the room to the backyard. The cool evening breeze blows and you shudder, the temperature dropping outside a comfortable range. Tears are streaming down your face, and soon enough you're sobbing, shoulders shaking not only from the cold.

"Castaña..." You hear again, this time, your head doesn't turn. You're sitting on the lounge chairs, hands pressed to your face. You feel a blanket being placed on your shoulders.

Carlos sits across you, dipping his head so he could see your face. He grips your wrist gently, but you push him away, wiping the tears using the back of your hand. You're well aware of the audience standing discreetly behind the doors, staring at the pair of you.

Finally, you look up at him, your voice laced with hurt, "you broke us."

His hand reaches out, then he hesitates and pulls back.

"I know, I'm sorry."

"Are you really? Are you really sorry for ruining my relationship?" Carlos furrows his brows, "what are you talking about, cas-"

"No! No more castaña! You broke us, Carlos. Me and you, then me and Pierre. You ruined everything good that I had in my life. EVERYTHING!" You shot up from your seat, the blanket flying to the ground.

"Castaña!" He grabs your arm, pulling you towards him. You're trying to squirm out of his grasp, hitting his arms with all your might.

"Fucking let go of me cabrón!"

"Not until you tell me everything." Was he really playing dumb right now?

"Tell you everything? Like what Carlos? You want me to stand here and declare to the whole fucking world that I cheated on my boyfriend with you? That the guilt ate me up inside, that I told Pierre and he told me he didn't love me enough to forgive me? Is that what you want to hear, Carlos- IS IT?!" You raise your hand, so close to slapping him in the face when you hear your father shouting your name.

You storm your way back into the house and into your room. Opening the closet, you shove the clothes you had just unpacked moments ago into your luggage. Tears are dripping from your chin, sobs choking you with each breath.

It seems as if life has its ways of playing tricks on you. Three years later and you're here packing again, getting ready to run from the same person. There's a knock on your door, but you don't answer until it slides open slowly. You're zipping up the luggage when your mother walks in.

"What are you doing, mija?" There’s a slight panic in her voice, just like three years ago.

"I'm going to New York."

"Again?" You don't reply her, continuing to gather your stuff in your bag.

"Y/N," She places her hand on top of yours, "whatever happened between you and carlitos, can't it be forgiven?"

You shake your head, zipping up the backpack.

"I kissed him mama," her expression drops. She didn’t hear the entire ordeal with Carlos, only a short snippet when your father saw your hand raised and he pulled the doors open.

"In Pierre's house, I was wearing his shirt; Then Carlos showed up and I- I kissed him." You sigh, everytime you say it out loud, your disappointment in yourself grew. Your mother strokes your cheek, drying off the stray tears that had fallen. For the first time, she didn't have the words to comfort you.

"I need to go." You whisper under your breath. If this house couldn't give you the protection it did all your life, you have to go the one place you could escape to.

Monte Carlo, Monaco

Pierre is stumbling through the streets of Monaco like a lost puppy. His muscle memory brought him through the roads and up the building he was all too familiar with. He doesn’t knock on the door when he arrives at his destination, only opening the shoe cabinet and lifting up a pair of black nike Jordans to take the dull silver key. Turning the lock and pushing the door open, he’s met with a string of French curse words, and his best friend Charles.

“What the fuck? Mate, you look like shit.” Pierre pushes past him, plopping himself onto the sofa.

“She kissed him. You were right, she always belonged to him.” Charles frowned at his best friend, pulling out two waters to replace the alcohol that they would much rather be having right now. He hands one to Pierre, who holds it tightly in his hands.

“What happened?”

“He- he came over, kissed her, she kissed back.” Pierre repeats to Charles.

“That’s it? What else did she say?”

“She chose me.”

“Huh?” Charles was shaking his head, trying to make sure he was hearing him right.

“She chose me!” Pierre exclaimed. “After she tasted his lips, she chose me. Does she think this is a fucking game show? Choosing who she wants to be with by testing out their lips?”

“Pierre…” He finally looks up, their eyes meeting. Charles can see how broken his best friend is, and for the first time, it was because of a girl. A girl he fell in love with at first sight.

“I hate to say this mate, but you’ve done worse.” Charles states. A

“You know I came here so you could comfort me, right?”

“You know I have a duty to tell you the truth, right?” Pierre doesn’t answer, his eyes fixated on the piano in his best friend’s apartment. Charles walks around the coffee table, standing in front of Pierre and blocking his view. Pierre knows exactly what he was talking about. The track record that he had stuck on his back had caused so many speculations throughout their relationship. It felt as if they were just waiting for the next article to come out, the next big story about him having his arms around another girl. So many times things have blown up in front of him, but you never wavered, always trusting him with your entire heart.

“Remember in 2014, when we saw her at the race? When you first set your eyes on her? I told you not to bother trying because I could see the way she looked at Carlos - the way it was filled with love? Mate- look at me.” Pierre forces himself to turn his entire attention to Charles.

“She only looks at you that way now, mate. From what I’ve seen, Carlos doesn’t mean anything to her anymore. Sure, they’re childhood best friends, but Y/N no longer has that look in her eyes. In fact, I’m pretty sure I saw her scowl at him at every race.“

“But she kissed him.”

“You’ve kissed many girls at the club, how many of them were you in love with?” Pierre stays quiet again. Fuck logical best friends.

“Right, I thought so too. My point is, forgive her, because god knows she deserves just that little bit of fight from you.” He pats his friend on the back.

“And maybe,” Charles walks back to his simulator, turning just before he walks in, “it’ll help you make up for all the sins you’ve accumulated from screwing around.”

Pierre knows that Charles was right. So he pulls out his phone and calls the only person in the world who would know where you are.

“Hey Daniel, how are you?”

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