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yelshin · 1 year

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NEW KITTEN?! | MLIST | ♡

An: Rethinking my life decisions rn

Tw/Cw: Scarameow being insecure

It was a normal day for you and Kuni well not really after he heard a shocking news.

You're gonna adopt another kitten. He was sad because he thinks that you might replace him soon.

If it wasn't for your friends stupid idea you wouldn't have to feel bad be guilty while looking at the sight of your kitten sulking at the corner. 'if i need to take a punishment for hurting his feelings ill gladly take it because i deserve it.' you thought while eyeing his movements.

He rolls on the ground and hit the wall. You immediately stand up and start rubbing circles at his head while he keeps sulking; still thinking about the new kitten that you're gonna adopt "god are you okay? Do you want food? Toys? Anything to cheer you up?" You bombarded Kuni who still didn't answer you nor look at you. But your heart wasn't prepared for what will he pull.

Kuni look at you with those big eyes with his pupil becoming big as if he was begging you to not do something 'OH MY GOD I'M GONNA DIE' You eternally screamed. Trying to avoid his tempting pleading eyes "I swear you're gonna be the death of me..." You grumble, picking him up and grabbed your (empty) wallet.

"I'm sorry but pets are not allowed-" "Do i look like i CARE?" You glared at the guard who's trying to stop you from bringing Kuni inside the mall "but ma'am im just following the rules-" he keeps on insisting and then you decided to gave up... Well actually the opposite of that. "Fine then." You walked away from the mall and hid beside the building.

"if they don't allow pets, then how about this huh.." you smirked at your silly idea; putting him inside a plastic bag and put some unnecessary light weight items inside and pretend its full of your groceries. "God why am i so smart"

You walked at the building again but this time the guard doesn't care about people entering in the mall 'WOW LATELY HE'S MAKING A SCENE ABOUT BRINGING MY ANGEL IN AND NOW HE DOESN'T GIVE A FUCK IF SOME PEOPLE ENTER WITH THEIR PETS' you glared at the guard before entering the mall; ready to spend everything

"now then for the new kitten, maybe a same treatment with Kuni will do" hearing the word "new kitten" Kuni's head pop out of the plastic bag while looking at you, but you didn't seem to notice the poor kitten.

Now here you are, standing Infront of the ATM; staring at your bank accounts amount of money. Seeing a low number made you laugh at yourself nervously "haha... Did i spend too much? hahaha..." You scratch your cheek while looking around if thr coast is clear enough for you to pull your black card

'just once...' you thought but you knew that "just once" will turn into amounts of spending. Clearly not just once. "Let's just pray this shit still have money inside after what i did last month"

You checked the plastic bag thinking that Kuni was still inside,but to your horror he wasn't there. You immediately panicked and search the whole bag but still no sight of Kuni 'How am i gonna find him with this big ass mall...' you went for 10 minutes breakdown beside the ATM before gathering all of your energy and find your small kitten while praying that no one will adopt him.

Meanwhile your Kuni...

A young man with indigo hair that covers his ears, as well as indigo eyes look around the mall trying to find a glimpse of teal hair but he didn't noticed someone bump to him.

While you are busy finding your kitten you suddenly bump into someone; you apologize and the man who you bumped with reminds you of you Kuni but you quickly shook off the thoughts and apologize again "im sorry!" Before running away.

Scaramouche froze in his spot... Not only you didn't recognize him nor know about his secret (that he can turn into a human) you didn't recognize him. He muttered something before going to a empty place; transforming back into a kitten once again, on his way to find you.

You were going insane. You searched every corner, every store and even asked every person in the mall if they found your kitten. You were close to give up but not until you felt a soft fur rubbish on your feet, you looked down and almost screamed when your beloved kitten finally appeared "Thank goddess! I thought you got kidnapped!(kittennap)" You hugged your cat; promising yourself not to let him go. "Now lets head home, i heard the new kitten is already in our house!" You exclaimed and run out of the mall.

Opening the door of your house, you gently dropped kuni to the ground and immediately search for the new kitten. While you're busy roaming around your house Kuni was staring at something under the couch. He hiss at whoever or whatever creature is there hiding under the couch. Kuni stared at the glowing yellow eyes of the new kitten while displaying his sharp nails as a sign of threat.

"ah! There you are!"

An: if y'all guessed whos the new kitten i would continue this fic🤭

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junnieverse · 8 months

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— DRUNK BOYFRIEND JUNGWON ! 💭

➙ drunk boyfriend jungwon thoughts

pairing: yang jungwon x gn!reader

genre: fluff, crack

request: " Um hi!! Im jst here to tell u that i absolutely love ur drunk bfs hcs, ur an amazing writer and person, take care of urself and drink water too! also can u pls do drunk jungwon hcs im so soft for him "

warnings: lowercase intended, mentions of alcohol/drinking ofc, not proofread, jungwon's crying

a/n: hi anon, you're so sweet, thank you so much angel, I hope this hc makes you go even softer and maybe laugh a little too haha. I imagined jungwon being a little like j-hope drunk, start off super energetic and then you're all quiet and sad after a while for no reason (sorry this is a little late)

jungwon was someone who never really enjoyed drinking much and preferred to just have a cola or some water during occassions where his friends were drinking

having been informed by him that he would be having a little birthday celebration for heeseung back at their dorms, you thought nothing of it

what you hadn't expected was a text from jake informing you of your now drunk boyfriend

having arrived at the dorms you find your boyfriend next to jay, seemingly sober?

"Well he looks completely fine to me." you tell jake looking at your allegedly drunk boyfriend

"Oh that's when you know he is completely wasted. He looks okay, but a few minutes ago he was crying talking about how worthless his life would feel without you."

upon hearing that the young man actually cried soon raised some concerns

having seen you, the once quiet jungwon became lively and ran up to you squeezing you in a tight hug

"(Y/n)! You're here! See I told you they still love me." jungwon says to his older member

"All I said was they're gonna be late-" jay mumbles rolling his eyes at jungwon

cupping his face, you check to make sure he was okay and his eyes did happen to be red from crying as previously mentioned

"Wonnie, why were you crying sweetie?" you ask him softly as he suddenly sulks

"I got sad because I thought of what would happen to me if I didn't have you." he briefly explains holding back more tears

the members tried to fill you in with the events of the night leading up to your arrival

jungwon had had a few shots to drink and was acting his normal self, singing to the songs and dancing

soon after he got far more quiet after a few more shots where he silently watched the members enjoy themselves and he looked like the life was sucked out of him

jay happened to notice his friend was more quiet than usual and when he asked him what was wrong he just bursted out crying catching everyone off guard

they weren't used to seeing jungwon get overly emotional like this, let alone crying about how much he loved you and you meant everything to him

jake knew you were the best person to call, just to reassure his drunk friend that you would always be with him

your presence definitely did the trick because jungwon was starting to cheer up

ofcourse he wanted to drink more but you made sure to give him water instead to drink

he spent the rest of his night cuddled up with you up until he passed out

waking up the next morning, jungwon notices the the groupchat bombarded with videos of him crying while singing to Let It Go from Frozen

the first and last time he cries in front of them he thinks to himself

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jxckchxmpi0n · 6 months

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Hii love congrats on 200 followers I was wondering if I could request a spider man Ethan Landry x female reader where he takes care of his drunk girlfriend

Thank you, love 🕸🕷that means so much to me!! I hope you enjoy this 🌼

Drunk Love

Summary: Spiderman! Ethan takes care of his drunk girlfriend. || m.list

Word count: 1.8k

Warning: Fluff! little angst swearing, drinking, throwing up mentions of NSFW 🫶

update: college is kicking my ass, but break is going to be here soon!!!

did not proof read

ALSO NEW THEME!!!

It was girls' night which meant drunk confessions and dumb middle school games in the living room of the Carpenter sisters' apartment.

As much as the boys thought it was unfair getting thrown out, they planned to have their own fun night, which was sitting in their apartment living room yelling at a flat screen tv over the video game of the hour.

Everyone at this point had found out Ethan your boyfriend was Spiderman, he told them about a year into taking on the role, when he had told them Mindy had stood up shouting "YES! you owe me twenty bucks Chad" everyone had laughed about it and seemed not surprised.

Months had passed and everyone got used to the disappearances of Ethan, but for you it was hard. You always missed him, you felt like you never saw him. Between classes and working, your schedule never matched with his. The occasional nights where he'd slip in through your window would be a treat, but it was never enough.

It was already passed midnight, the drinks were getting stronger, and the music was getting louder.

"Alright y/n we all answered now it's your turn! Where's the weirdest place you've had sex." Mindy stood in the doorway of the kitchen with a bottle of vodka and grape juice in her hand. Everyone was giggling at the question as your face was blushing.

You looked up acting like you were thinking of it, Sam and Tara were sitting on the couch trying to guess places, Anika was making some snacking and drinks with Mindy.

Setting your drink on the coffee table you laughed to yourself finally landing on a place, it weirdest and it's definitely not a normal place. "Ethan wanted to take me on a date around the city, but Spiderman style. So, we went swinging around and then at some point he made this web between some random buildings, and we could look at the stars and well you know one thing led to another."

Tara, and Sam's mouth hung open, "no fucking way you had sex in the middle of the sky on a fucking spider web!!" Everyone's eyes were wide open looking at you as if you told them your darkest secret.

"I mean it's not that bad, its honestly really comfortable plus Ethan he-"Mindy's voice cut you off as she came back into the room with drinks, Anika followed holding the snacks.

"No, we don't need to hear anything about Ethan, I can't look at him other than the shy nerdy boy" you laughed and kept the rest to yourself.

After a good hour or so Tara was knocked out, Mindy and Anika were going to walk back to their place and Sam was going to head to Danny's place across the street. Your mind was racing, and your body felt so hot and warm.

Your mind had thought about Ethan, your heart ached so much at the thought of not seeing him right now. Pulling out your phone you thought about texting him.

The boys had taken a little bit of a break from the game to talk, Chad wanted to talk about how things were going with Tara when ethan felt his phone buzz. Grabbing it from the counter he read a message from you.

pretty girl <3

'baby i miss youu so muh! like i wantto see you!'

'oh i think im just druk'

'your withchad illl leaave you alone'

'im srry'

'i love you baby haha bug boy i miss you'

He smiled looking at the messages, he thought it was cute anytime you were drunk. If you weren't together you would spam his phone in love notes, it was his favorite thing.

bugg boy 🕷

'my love are you okay?'

'Do you want me to come get you? I don't mind!'

'Baby you don't have to bee sorry, you know I love these messages!!'

'Pretty girl, I'm heading over!'

Chad had been fine with Ethan leaving, that had also given him a reason to see his girlfriend. Taking Ethan's car they drove to the girls' apartment, they didn't worry about knocking since it was their second home.

Walking in Chad could see Tara curled up in the couch chair, Ethan's landed on you. You were laying down on your stomach face buried into the couch half hanging off. Chad walked to Tara talking to her softly, he got her up and guided her to her room.

Ethan sat on the ground next to the couch, his hand softly rubbing your back. "My love, I'm here. How are you feeling?" You felt the warmth of his hand through your shirt, the sound of his voice so low and soft made your heart flip.

You raised your head slightly already smiling, "bug boy, my bug boy" You pushed yourself off of the couch making the rest of your body slide into his lap. "ugh I missed you" he chuckled as he felt you shove your face in his neck.

"How drunk are you?" you giggled at his question, something about it seemed funny. Ethan pushed his body up so he could take a look at you.

You laid in his lap with your eyes half closed, "you're so beautiful. Like yes, you're hot but like also so beautiful, with your curly fluffy hair oohh and your freckles- your freckles are so pretty and your eyes- godd I'm so in love with you" Your arms wrapped around his waist, your face buried in his chest under his jacket a little.

His face burning red with your confession. "My love as much as I love hearing you say you love me; we need to get you to bed. Let's get you home-"

"Your bed. I want your bed, it smells like you, and if you aren't there when I wake up at least I have your sheets that have your smell" You nodded to yourself as you thought out loud, Ethan wasn't meant to hear that, but You couldn't control what you were saying right now.

"Fine, we will go to my place." Your face lit up at the agreement. He helped you stand up only for you to tumble, "Okay, hold on." he turned around, so his back was facing your chest. "Can you jump up?"

He squatted down more, so it wasn't such a big jump. Your hands rested loosely on his shoulders. You jumped as much as you could, and his hands grabbed the back of your thigh, pulling you up. He jumped himself a little so you could get on his back comfortably.

He checked on Chad and Tara and saw they were good and then made his way back to the car. You were half asleep on his back, mumbling little things to yourself. "Bug boy is my boyfriend, I love bug boy, how am I moving?"

He laughed at your little comments. You're going to have a rough morning tomorrow. He made it back to the car and placed you on the passenger side, leaning in. He was trying to buckle you in, but you grabbed his face, pulling him to you. Your lips met his, and he could taste the cheap liquor. "Mmm, I love being able to do that." Your words were slurred, but he could understand you.

After a solid thirty minutes, you reached Ethan's apartment. He carried you in and set you on the corner of his bed, running to the kitchen he got water, and as he turned to the sink, he felt his spider tingles go off. The next thing he heard was you saying "oh oh" he ran back to the room to see you stumbling into the bathroom. Making it just in time to the toilet he grabbed your hair as you felt all the alcohol make its way back up.

"Its okay baby let it out" he felt bad he couldn't do more to help you, he hated seeing you like this.

His hand ran up and down your back, as you sat there for a few more minutes. "I'm fine, I swear, Ethan I'm good" your voice was echoing from the inside of the bowl.

"Do you need to throw up anymore?" his voice was soft and filled with concern.

You shook your head, leaning up from the toilet. he grabbed your wrist taking a hair tie from you. Pulling your hair back he made a sloppy bun.

Picking you up he sat you on the lid edge of the tub, resting your back on the wall you watched him. He flushed the toilet and cleaned around it with the mess you made and seeing him clean just made something in you sad.

"Oh god Ethan I'm so sorry- I'm sorry I made a mess on your-" before you could finish, he reached over cupping your face.

"Hey, hey, look at me it's okay. I don't mind, it's a little bit of puck but who cares. I'm here to take care of you, okay. Don't be sorry, any excuse to take care of my love I will do anything" he kissed the top of your head. Your face was even more flushed from his words.

"I need to brush my teeth and take my makeup off" you tried to get up but felt Ethan's webs stick to your wrist.

"No. Sit down. I will do it" his voice was stern yet loving.

He turned around with a makeup wipe remover already in hand, kneeling down he grabbed your face pulling it down to look at him. The coldness of the wipe made you gasp but then hum, the feeling of his hand on your face made you lean into his touch.

You looked at him, seeing the moles you love so much scattered over his face. The brown eyes you fell in love with, then your eyes landed on a scar on his right eyebrow. Your lips formed into a frown as you reached out and touched it.

Ethan took notice as your face was full of sadness. "what's wrong pretty girl?"

"I don't like you going out at nighttime fighting, I don't want you to go out one night and not return. I miss you." He saw the tears in your eyes build up.

He didn't know how to answer at first, his hand still resting on your face while the other hand wiped your makeup. "I'm sorry, pretty girl. I didn't realize you felt like this. How about we talk about this more in the morning."

Your eyes were getting heavy as each minute passed, mindlessly nodding your head already forgetting the conversation. Ethan then helped you somewhat brush your teeth and get to bed, where a glass of water sat waiting for you on the nightstand.

Chugging half of it you climbed into bed smiling, "mmmh smells like my boyfriend" you grabbed his pillows burying your face in them. Ethan couldn't help but laugh at your actions.

He followed you into his bed, lying next to you, his arms wrapped around you pulling you closer. Your face buried into his neck as you moved to get comfortable. "I have the best boyfriend, ha-ha, spiider-man, my bug boy" he felt you lightly kissing his neck before sleep fully took over your body.

#jack champion #ethan landry #scream vi #ethan landry imagine #ethan landry x reader #jack champion imagine #jack champion x reader #spider avatar #ethan landry smut #avatar spider #spiderman ethan landry #across the spiderverse #spiderman #jack champion fluff #jack champion fanfic #ethan landry x you

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lovedrruunk · 28 days

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‘Awkward meetings ❀⋆.ೃ࿔

Venture (Overwatch x reader)

Authors note!! ＼(＾▽＾); second venture fic!! Tbh I just rlly rlly rlly hated my last one so I’m giving it another go bc I’m actually just so in love with them.. If you see me pocketing the HELL out of a venture mind yer damn business. also im having a pretty tough time coming up with scenarios so id rlly appreciate some ideas!

This was new. Sloane wasn’t nervous; they weren’t the nervous type! They’re bold, and fun, and eccentric (in a good way!) and they most definitely weren’t nervous! So why was it that each time you came around they seemed to trip over their words?

“Young love…” Tracer and Angela couldn’t help but smile, looking at the two of you from a distance as they were enjoying their coffee in Gibraltars HQ lounge.

Any regular person would call them crazy for seeing anything romantic about your awkward short interactions, but knowing both of you when you’re apart tells them everything they’d need to know.

“Yea!... I like your nails! They look… aesthetically pleasing…”

“Oh, thank you! Yea um- painted them myself!”

“Really? Wow! That must’ve taken like… a billion years!”

“Haha!...Yea!”

In the distance, both women were heavily facepalming. They couldn’t help but cringe at the conversation, and as cute as the two of you were, awkwardness had its limits and you two seemed to hit it a while ago.

Sloane didn’t plan on the conversation going this way, they promise! It’s just each time they try talking to you their palms start to sweat and their knees start to wobble and the only thing they can focus on is your face and your voice and trying to think of the right joke to make you laugh and suddenly all those late nights of coming up with scenarios in their head of what to say to you while giggling and kicking their feet are left completely forgotten. All the diary entries describing exactly what they would say and do in order to at least be your friend have now gone to waste.

To be more than an acquaintance to you, that's all they’re asking for, they’ve lowered their standard and yet they couldn’t even reach it!

With a heavy sigh, they turn to look at you, wanting to give the conversation one more try. “Look… I’m really sorry for how lame I'm being. To be honest, I just think you’re really cool and it feels like I have no idea how to approach you!” They smile as they feel their nerves calm now that they’ve confessed to their nervousness. You feel a weight lift off your shoulders, and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t happy they had decided to break the ice first.

“Oh gosh okay, I’m so glad I’m not the only one who felt that way!! I’ve always thought you were cool and funny, honestly I just really wanted to get to know you.”

At this point, you were both smiling and it seemed like the heavy atmosphere had completely vanished now that you were both being transparent.

In the background, Tracer and Angela celebrated quietly, proud of the two of you for finally being able to act normal around one another. You two spent the next couple of minutes warming up to each other as you laughed and joked making plans to hang out, a warm feeling now in your chests.

“Y’know I don’t even know why I was so intimidated in the first place…”

“You could sense my gay agenda.”

#I DONT LIKE THIS ONE THAT MUCH EITHER EURHEHH #guess ill have to try try try again...#venture x reader #overwatch x reader #venture overwatch

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kaetastic · 8 months

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IF ONLY YOU KNEW

pairing: Regulus Black x Slytherin!F!Reader

summary: She was born green. Well, not literally, but the bond between two Slytherins was like no other. Written in the stars, destiny had been made for the two long before they were even born. So if he was truly her soulmate, does she have to bear the weight of his absence until she wilts?

word count: 4.1k

warning: angst, talks of character's death. had a plot, lost said plot.

notes: I haven’t written in some time even though I know I could’ve :( It was more than writer’s burnout, but even that I can’t pinpoint why. I also feel that Tumblr is the ONLY social media platform that I own where I don’t feel discouraged at any sort of interaction. I feel free here because I get to publish a story and just read other pieces by other authors. I also feel like this story has less of a plot and more of angst LOL IM SORRY OKAY i just want to cry right now haha.

“It is understandable that you are nervous.” The soft voice filled the air. Even though the windows were perched open as wide as they could to invite new air in, the witch felt incredibly suffocated. There were a lot of thoughts circulating her mind, overlapping each other and cutting one after the other before it could be completed. She felt her energy dim down by each second as her brain welcomed the traffic. Sometimes she wished there were potions that could hinder the thoughts for just a moment.

Her eyes laid on the reflection of her figure on her vanity mirror. Despite taking care of herself and getting ready to combat the obstacles of the day, sleep was one thing that did not want to cooperate with her. No matter what magic. The prominent eye bags were embarrassing to say the least after consuming concoctions after concoctions. Specifically tailored to her own suffering by some of the best Potioneers and apothecaries. The best people that came when you had pureblood family connections.

The witch was blessed (as her late mother would say) for having such luxuries in her life without ever working for it. Except, her mother didn’t say that in a ‘you have to appreciate what you have’ and more like ‘you have better things than low-life people so make sure to use it to your advantage and rub it on their faces.’ However, she never understood. Yes, she had wealth to her name, she had always been gifted with extravagant gifts ever since a mere infant, and she had all the access to so many things a normal witch didn’t. But in the far back of her mind, she had one thought on an endless repetition. She would trade it all for him back. Anything and everything.

“No. It is not. I am not just nervous, I’m,” Y/N huffed out, pushing the sentences and thoughts she would need to the most prioritized in her head. Pushing herself out of the vanity seat, she paced from one side of her room to the other. There were jitters in her legs, suddenly she needed to let out the pent up emotions in a form of movement. “I feel so angry, it is indescribable, and then I feel so down.”

A chuckle came from the previous voice, “Yes, I am very much aware of your rollercoaster of emotions. In fact, wasn’t I always the one to call you out on it?”

Y/N rolled her eyes, planting her palms on the window sill, her pupils grazed over the well-looked after garden. The male blurted, “Would it be so bad?”

Despite being caught up on the butterfly that innocently planted itself on a leaf, the witch mumbled under her train of thoughts, “I don’t know. It could go so many ways and I do not like that. Just when I thought I was settling myself into peace (that was a lie), of course Dumbledore had to reach out to me.”

She held her head low, fingers fidgeting with the ring wrapped around her finger. It was so cheesy for it to house an emerald crystal, but cheesy was one side he showed her to no one else. Y/N plopped back down on the seat, her head resting on her hands. Gorgeous. A masterpiece worked on so hard the public sought after it so much just to take it from her grasp. Maybe that’s why he wasn’t with her anymore. She sighed, getting lost in the colourless picture. The witch stared at it with so much love and longing that it might’ve pushed her back to square one, “Reggie, I wish you were here.”

Her thumb caressed the framed picture so gently.

“What do you mean, my love? I am.” The moving figure in the photo smirked, leaning his body on the side of the frame. Y/N noted the curls in his hair gently falling down his face. Tranquil nights that were not exactly innocent shared together in a bed, she had always fidgeted with the strands of hair that stuck to the sweat beads on his forehead. Nights that she can count. She missed the feeling of it between her fingers, and the way he always smelt like his cologne. It was always lingering.

“Piss off Reggie,” The wizard laughed a melody she so dearly missed. “You know what I mean.”

Regulus’ lips fall into a thin line.

“I am always with you. Remember when I spent that one summer at yours? The stupid promise I made when we were kids that I was going to haunt you even when I am dead is still being upheld.” Y/N laughed and she couldn’t help but feel the tears prickling in her eyes, “You are more than capable. We both know it. Dumbledore may had his eyes out for us back then, but he’s a man who wants to do good.”

That’s where the issue lied. Why did Dumbledore send an owl to her? Even though in the letter, the great wizard had stated that she was invited for a private meeting- that had to be the most vague reasoning ever. Not to forget the fact that Dumbledore had remembered how great of a student she was. He stated that she had great skills and assets. That was it. The line ended there… before he mentioned that the meeting would take place in 12 Grimmauld Place. That had stuffed a blockage in her throat because Y/N couldn’t breathe after slapping the letter to a close.

Despite there being no inhibitors of that house for some time, Y/N could not bear the idea of making that place her home. She could not imagine herself getting out of bed, reading a book, and cozying up in front of the fireplace (the other tasking job would have been carried out by the elf) because every corner of that house reminded her of Regulus. There was no universe where she would settle in a place that reminded her of what she no longer had. So she stayed at the house they dreamt of for their future. It was bought by their families as an engagement gift for when they had turned 17. It was young, sure, but the two were more than sure. Additionally, this was the future set up for them.

The new house still held memories of him, but not as much. It was a comprimise but she would rather make home of a place that lacked her painful memories. Wrapping a hefty, tight chain around her chest, it felt like a punishment knowing that the house was once a wish for the two. Now, it’s just her living that wish.

Regulus kept yapping reassurance, always using the wit he was adorned for while Y/N entertained herself with the countless framed pictures of Regulus. It felt like a routine at this point. A restart to the cycle she wished would just end. With a wide grin, Regulus had his fist thrown in the air as he rode the quidditch broom as if he was born for it. An arm had been thrown over her shoulders, yanking her closer to his body. The couple smiled in bliss in their infamous green robes. So innocent, so clueless for the future that was awaiting.

The witch remembered it as if it was yesterday, the jealousy that always were aimed at the two by the other pureblood children of their age. To be bethrothed before you were even breathing the air of the world was one thing; however, to be bethothed before being born and falling head over heels for one another was a one in a billion. Always reminded by her great aunts and all the women in her life that in one form or another, they had to find peace in their marriage. They had to find and make love in the marriage. It didn't apply to them.

Even though their seniors would tease and jest them for how they were always joined hip to hip every single day, they knew deep down- they craved for what they had. The compatibility between the two was a dream not even fairtytales could match. She knew that girls had eyes on Regulus, who wouldn't? But it was more than wanting the boy, it was wanting what they had. Regulus never had to reassure her despite the few times a burn had ignited in her chest. She knew they were for one another. Who could rewrite what was already written in the stars?

The ideal pureblood match.

She realized Regulus had stopped talking. The wizard watched her with such affection in his eyes, “What does Dumbledore want with me?”

The nature of the great wizard always ticked her off. Despite being praised for doing so many good deeds like Grindelwald, he did some things very harshly and brazenly. Not to forget his favoritism towards Gryffindor. It was petty of her to hold onto a memory like that after all these years, but she couldn’t help it.

“I’m not too sure either. However… the timing of the letter and my brother’s escape is too coincidental for it to be otherwise.” Regulus replied.

Great. Even though the wizard had stated in the letter that it was just a private meeting between the two, she knew the wizard always had cards up his sleeves. If she was, thereotetically, to meet Sirius Black- she would actually freeze in time. The two Black brothers didn't exactly look identical, but the black curls, their mannerism... she hoped he became a worse prick than he was in school.

Y/N sighed out, she needed to get this over with even though she really did not want to face whatever it was, "It's time."

The wizard in the frame sent a comforting smile, "You've got this, my love."

Pulling the drawer of the vanity, the hinges creaking, she pulled out a box that was kept in pristine condition. It had been so long since she needed to take it out. It's not like she left her house often. She let her eyes rest on the frame before resting her hands on its side as if it had been the most fragile thing to exist.

"See you soon, Reggie."

The lid of the box shut out the talking wizard.

There it was in all its glory. Number 12 Grimmauld Place. The rumbling and droplets of bricks had ceased, revealing the door camouflaged to all eyes except those with magic in their veins. She didn't know how to feel. Despite preparing herself for a few days and en route to apparate, she was very much not ready. Her fingers suddenly went numb. Although, the grip on her box remained tight as ever.

Y/N felt as if she had gone mad. The voice of her lover when he was a mere age of 12 played in her ears, followed by his laugh. Not even controlling her muscles, the corner of her lips curled up at the memory. The peri-puberty voice would be completely gone in a couple of years when he reached 17. Now it's a voice embroided in a picture frame.

She breathed in before taking a step forward. Just get it over with. Without even knocking, she made the boisterous creaking of the wooden door as her announcement. She had done the one thing she thought she wouldn't ever have to do. Step foot into the house her late lover would've inherited. The place reeks of him.

It was depressing- the thoughts and the place. She stood at the entrance of the incredibly narrow hallway, the walls that used to hold up framed portraits of credulous Black family members now empty with decaying portaits. Unmaintained. Corners of the wallpaper had start to curl into the air, its sharp edges prodding in the air- ready to launch attack to whomever finds confidence. The floor panels creaked with every slight step she made, and her body was enveloped by a sudden fright when she heard faint murmurs.

"Blood-traitors..."

That voice. As her head shot up with nostalgia and eyes sparkled with hope, a petite figure made way into her peripheral, stepping down from the staircase. If Y/N had to use better vocabulary, she would describe it as an aged old creature with wrinkles on its skin that matched trenches of mountains, on the other hand, she would describe it as what you would imagine sagging skin. The witch stood in the entrance, suddenly feeling the box slipping in her grip as she stared at the elf with a wide smile.

Feeling a presence in a house he was sworn to protect, the elf turned to face the witch. No, the magic in her wasn't tainted. It hadn't been touched. At all. Pure. His eyes widened while the corner of his lips curled up. A smile he had only been giving to his Mistress Walburga Black for Godric knows how long.

"Miss!" The house-elf exclaimed. Holding his cleaning equipments close to his chest, he couldn't believe it. She was right in front of him. In flesh. Excitement jitters in his frail old body, excitement he forgot he could experience. This was beyond a good day. This make ups for the blood traitor who found shelter in the house he had been taking care of ever since the Black household had vanished. Well, partially. Kreacher did not know how to react.

"Kreacher." The witch retorted back, a grin now playing on her face as she stepped closer towards him. She remembered how the house-elf was always so loyal and dedicated to the Black household. Well, to all except Sirius. There were summers when she had resided in the house- times when she truly had Regulus all to herself. Even though she wished those moments were calm and peaceful, it truly was not. The bricks of the house stayed solid until chaos erupted from the same source every single time. Sirius. Y/N lost counts of how many times she had left Regulus' room to meet the scowls on Sirius' face. Shouts after screams, arguments after disagreements- it was the norm for the Black household until Sirius had left home. Then there were never much noise.

If there was one thing Sirius was right about, it was the more time Y/N and Regulus had spent time together- the deeper they were in the hell-hole of trouble.

The house-elf stared up in amazement, "Miss! Kreacher has missed you! Kreacher has lost count how long it has been since Kreacher had seen Miss!"

Sitting on the edge of her tongue, the witch readied herself to reply to the joyness but not a word. Not a speckle of sound was made. How long has it truly been? It was a foolish question to ask since she had been counting ever since Regulus had left home and never came back. A decade and a half. A chunk of one's life and she still believed that her heart could not be mended. Her heart heavy wherever she went, even the short walk through her garden. Maybe if she left her house more often and saw more people than those that came to visit hers for services, she would've moved on. Would it be wrong? To devote yourself to one person who you thought your future lied with, then find someone else? Would it be so selfish?

"It has been some time, Kreacher."

The house-elf nodded eagerly, he thought today would be like no other except for the fact that he now has another burden on his plate, "Kreacher hasn't seen Miss in so long, Kreacher asks what is Miss' business in the Black's home?"

"She's here for me."

The split second she gaped her mouth to respond, another much deeper voice responded. Standing at the staircase stood a man with little to no life in him, Azkaban truly sucked the life out of him. His skin lost its colour, grey and pale, almost sickly. His eyes looked like it sunk in deeper than before, he lost fat in his cheeks, and his beard somehow trimmed. He obviously controlled whatever he could, but a few months would not bring back the soul he had 12 years ago.

"Welcome back,” The wizard gave her a tight smile as if he knew she was trying to get under his skin. Well, she wasn't exactly trying- after years of not getting along together, it just happened naturally. Y/N tilted her head, "Thought I was meeting Dumbledore."

"Well," He shot back, leaning on the railings (that was enough for the house-elf to take his leave despite not wanting to), "You thought wrong. I have no idea how people falling for his tricks.”

She chuckled at the absurdity.

“What are you doing here?” Sirius shot an eyebrow at her question. For a moment she thought she had asked the wrong question. No. She did not. As he made down the last few steps, the man stood in front of her. At an angle, maybe with lots of alterations and blurring, he looked like her Reggie.

“It’s my home. Well, house,” He quickly corrected himself. “Though, I’m surprised.”

When he noticed she didn’t understand him, he continued, “This place was to be yours, was it not? But you left. Abandoned it even.”

While he had the joy to crane his neck around at the place that seemed to be holding onto its last thread, she had her eyes set on his face. He found it humorous. Funny. Amusing. There were not enough words in the English vocabulary to describe the burning in her chest. The wizard turned to her face, “So why are you not occupying it?”

“You’re infuriating as ever.”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

As much as she wanted to stupefy the man before her, there was one question she wanted an answer to. So many questions but she yearned to have its replied to. She mumbled, eyes wandering on the diminshed trimmings of the walls- something she suddenly became fascinated with, “How did you find out?”

He hummed, waiting for her to finish.

“How did you find out about him?”

Him. She clutched the cardboard box harder, leaving small indents of pressure that could be brought back with a little magic. Losing Regulus was something she had to make peace with, but having a photo framed of him that was capable of communicating with her did not make it easy. Especially when she had begged numerous times at the beginning where he had been. Where he had gone to.

'Your mind is clouded with questions that I cannot answer, and I am sorry that I will never be able give you that clarity. My absence will leave a hole in your days. I know that it is selfish of me to know of its consequence and still pursue with it but I wish you a good life, a life we talk so much of. A life that I can no longer be part of. No danger will trail you, our past is the past.'

The words were choked out of her throat as the sudden recall of his letter clenched her heart.

Sirius wet his lips, “Kreacher did. That was after I checked his room.”

Regulus' room. The room she had made enemies with ever since the disappearance. She bet it remained the same. The sheets made neat (just how Walburga liked it), the carpet inched slightly to an odd angle, the broomstick leaned against the wall, and the framed picture of them freed of dusts.

"Although, that elf never mentioned anything."

The glossy appearance of her eyes vanished into the air once she brought her attention back to the escapee in front of her. It was the same response she received when she had gone on her knees for the house-elf, begging with bursting springs out of her eyes.

You are truly cruel, Regulus.

"He said the same thing to me."

Now it was Sirius' time to be intrigued, "Were you not head over heels for my brother? Or am I missing some bits here?"

Y/N couldn't help but to chuckle. Sirius and Regulus was the face of the rebellion for the phrase 'blood runs thicker than water'. He did not know what happened to his brother, he did not seem to be bothered by it. They dare say Slyterins were full of hatred.

"Let's move to the tapestry."

Understanding of how suffocating it was in the narrow entrance, the two magical beings stood in the room that had generations of the Black family marked on. A room full of history. There was one name she only sought out for, and she lost herself in his name.

"I don't know either. One... one day," She cleared her throat, noticing how her emotions were gripping around her words. "He held me like it was our last time. I jokingly asked if he would miss me for a few hours. He didn't say anything. Once he left that door, he never came back home."

Her fingers traced over the 'some fifteen years earlier' text.

"I knew how strong he was. He was more than capable but I could not find sleep that night. It felt like there was something in me- telling me that something was not right. The bed felt wrong, the air was wrong- it all felt wrong. I then saw the sun awaking, so I did too. And on top of the kitchen table was this."

The wizard looked at the carboard box she was handing to him. He had been extremely curious as to what she was holding, but did not inquire. His breath stilled. The lid came off to reveal the young man he had grown up with. While he looked like he aged a hundred years with tattoos scattered all over his body, the wizard in the photo frame had encapsulated his youth. No moment would have prepared him when a voice rang into his ears.

"Oh, hello, brother."

Sirius nearly flipped the box out of his hands if it wasn't for Y/N's quick reflexes. The box floated in the air whilst the magic residue from her wand evaporated into the air.

"What- what is that!" Clearly he wasn't aware of the invention.

"A picture frame."

"Well, clearly it is! What do you take me for? A fool?"

Before he could snap another remark at her, Regulus chirped up, "I think we all do, Sirius."

The wizard took a step back as Y/N pulled out the frame out of the box, displaying the moving picture. It was as if Regulus was inside the frame. Stuck. It could not be.

"Regulus... I don't know how to explain it but he enchanted it as if it was him."

Sirius took a deep breath in before looking back at the picture frame, suddenly very aware of his surrounding. He did not know if he should throw a fist or flee from the room. What magic was this? He has never heard of an interactive picture frame.

"What dark magic have you guys dabbled in?"

Y/N threw a hard glance at him, "It is not dark magic."

"Then what is it? There is no such thing as a talking picture! I've seriously gone mad. Merlin."

Regulus and Y/N watched as Sirius gripped his mane of a hair, crouching onto the ground whilst he rock himself slowly. He was mumbling incoherent things under his breath. Regulus could not help the stiffle that escaped his lips. The younger wizard found it beyond amusing. It was entertaining him. At the sound, Sirius snapped up, pointing fingers at the picture frame.

"Why are you showing me this?"

"To show you how great of a wizard he was, Sirius. I, of all people, knew the dispute between you two. You don't need the closure but I know deep down, you wonder just the same as me. We grew up together under this roof and we both have so many unanswered questions."

"I know the irrational and troubling things we did back then, but we grew up, we saw things we didn't before. Despite all the evil we were in, Regulus and Kreacher refused to tell me what happened. Not a bit. I know that I cannot be the only one to mourn him because Regulus is more than a stranger- he's your baby brother."

Sirius's eyes met with her glossy ones, the term sounded so foreign to him. The man whose voice was not heard and thrown behind bars felt a pin poke his heart as he realized the woman before him seeked answers he now also wants.

#regulus black x reader #regulus black oneshot #regulus black angst #regulus black imagine #regulus black x slytherin!reader #regulus black fanfic #regulus black fanfiction #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter x reader #harry potter onehost #harry potter imagine

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pix3lplays · 8 months

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Im loving these jealous dan heng so lemme add some lmao

Have you seen that new video about the other high elders of each ship? If you haven't it's on star rail's official yt, but anyways what if reader saw it and was over the moon at how hot the imbibitor lunae looks in that short animation.

I'm not totally sure which imbibitor lunae was shown in the video but assuming it's not dan heng then then reader was simping for the another imbibitor lunae making dan heng jealous 😅

I thiiink I saw the one you’re talking about, but if not I get the idea anyways haha, let’s Do It that’s so funny and cute!

-reader simping for another Imbibitor Lunae-

“WOW,” you say. You’re staring at your phone, and Dan Heng, who normally isn’t curious or nosy, must admit he’s curious at what you’re watching that would make your cheeks heat up like that.

“What are you looking at?” he asks, not caring that it’s rude to peer over your shoulder to see what’s on your screen.

You’re looking at Imbibitor Lunae. Well. A different Imbibitor Lunae.

“He’s so…hot!” you say to Dan Heng, not really thinking about what you’re saying.

You thought it was okay, because he was Imbibitor Lunae too, so you were basically calling him hot too right?

“That’s…that’s not…” he begins awkwardly. Oh he can’t explain the sensation that’s forming in him, but he is uncomfortable with it. “That’s not me,” he says it too quietly for you to hear over the sound of you fawning over a different Imbibitor Lunae.

“I wonder if he’s ever dated anyone before,” you muse. “Are Imbibitor Lunae’s usually even allowed to date?? Whatever. The point is he’s a real cutie…”

Ugh you’re simping so hard over a DIFFERENT Imbibitor Lunae.

He’s jealous. Ridiculously jealous of his past life.

But Dan Heng doesn’t know how to express that. He’s just quiet, listening as you rant about how attractive his past life was, and he feels like he’s about to explode.

Finally he speaks up.

“Y/n, please stop.”

You look up in surprise, not realizing there was a problem, and you see Dan Heng’s cheeks are ever so slightly red, and he’s reverted to his Imbibitor Lunae form.

His tail is slowly wrapping around your ankle. When you notice you let out a small gasp of surprise at the sensation of the cool scales around your skin.

“What?” you ask. You’re Genuinely confused.

“That’s Not Me,” he explains it simply.

“Oh, I just thought…OH, I’m sorry Dan Heng…” you say…the tail has snaked up your body and is now wrapping around your waist. “Sorry, I guess I just thought…because you’re Imbibitor Lunae…”

“It’s alright,” he says, his face still a slight shade of pink. He finally notices his tail has been subconsciously wrapping around you and he lets you go, ordering his jealousy to subside.

“You’re the only Imbibitor Lunae for me, at the end of the day,” you remind him gently, missing the sensation of his tail wrapped around your waist.

He smiles at you. “I would hope so,” he says, and his tail wags ever so slightly at your words.

“Sorry I made you jealous.”

“I was not jealous,” he lies. Oh he was a terrible liar.

“Oh okay,” you smirk, but decide not to press him further.

You decide to spend the rest of the day with your boyfriend, as your way of making it up to him. You really hadn’t meant to make him jealous…you just couldn’t help you found Imbibitor Lunae attractive.

And really, who could blame you?

#honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #Dan Heng #Dan Heng x reader #hsr Dan Heng x reader #honkai star rail Dan Heng x reader #Imbibitor Lunae #Imbibitor Lunae x reader #hsr Imbibitor Lunae x reader #honkai star rail Imbibitor Lunae x reader

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heartshapeboxesblog · 1 year

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⭐𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚡 𝙶𝙽!𝙷𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗!𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍!𝙽𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚛 (Platonic)⭐

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚌. 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍! There will be mentions of baby talk and teasing.

𝚈𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌. (𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝)

Wally and Frank belong to partycoffin along with the entirely of welcome home.

𝙽𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚛(𝚢𝚘𝚞)𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎

𝙽𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝

It was a perfectly normal day. It was sunny and warm and all of the neighborhood was busy doing their own things. It was quite but not that quite. And you decided that today you would spend time with your favorite puppet, WALLY! He was always so fun to hang out with! And today was so perfect! It would be the obvious choice to spend time with him. . .Oh how wrong you were.

Right. Back to the present.

You were in Wally's home just chatting. Talking about random things that came to mind. Everything was going smoothly. . . until-

"And as I was saying he- oh! Neighbor! You've got something on your shirt!" "Huh? Oh it's okay! Really it doesn't-" "No No Neighbor. I insist that I wipe it off." Before you could protest any further his hand wiped a bit of dust. . . off your side . . . That caused you to flinch and jump a little and also let out a small squeak sound.

"Neighbor, what was that? Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" He asked with genuine concern in his voice. It truly made you feel kind of bad. If only it wasn't so darn embarrassing to say! "Yes!- yes! I'm okay! It's just that it- uh- it tickled a little. " he tilted his head a little in confusion. " 'Tic . . . kled'? What's that? Is it a human thing?" "Well it-" "Oh, I think Frank told me about it! They said it makes people laugh, right? Well, puppets aren't really 'ticklish', BUT, I did hear humans were~" you definitely did not like that tone in his voice. You quickly got up to leave, but Wally had other ideas and held (not too tight) on your arm. "Oh Neighbor~ you surely wouldn't mind if I tickled you right?" "Wally wait!-" "Come on Neighbor! I just want to learn something about you~" and with that Wally (gently) pushed you back on the couch, facing him, tickling your sides.

"WAIT! WAIT! WALLY WAIT- AHAHAHAH!" "Oh my! Neighbor, I never knew this would be so exhilarating! And you're laughing so much so this must be fun for you!" You couldn't tell if he was teasing you or not. It was so hard to tell because of how calm his voice sounded. "MAHAYBE IT'S FUHAHN FOHOR YOUOUH! IT'S NAHAT FAHAHIR!" "And how is that exactly? Your face says it all Neighbor ~ ha ha , I can tell you're having a blast." "IM NOHOHOT!" after a minute Wally was getting quite bored and decided he would start to tickle-sorry- "study" your armpits.

"Hm. I wonder. Can humans be ticklish in other places? Well, it wouldn't hurt to try! would it Neighbor?~" "NOHOHO!" "No? Well then if you're okay with it." "THAT ISN'T WHAT I - MEAHAHANT! NO NO NO! STOHOP!" You jumped at the oh so sudden change of spots. "Wow! Haha, are all humans this jumpy when they get tickled?" You really couldn't keep your arms up even if you tried. Making a short stop to Wally's "vicious" attack. "Oh dear. Neighbor, it appears you have trapped my hands. Guess that means you'll have to raise your arms to free them~" you breathe for a few seconds to replenish your lungs then give him an answer. "Nohoh! If I raise my arms you'll just tickle me again!" "Now Neighbor! I would never do that! I'm honestly quite offended you would think such a thing!" HE WAS LYING RIGHT THOUGH HIS WORDS! After he said that you gave him an answer that the second you said it you instantly wanted to take it back. "You lair! If I raise my arms you'll just keep tickling me!" He let out a very dramatic gasp and put a hand over where his heart would be as if to show he was very "offended" by what you just said. "What!? Why!- Me the ever so honest and truthful Wally Darling a liar!? How very rude you Neighbor! And to say we're such good friends to!? I just wanted to learn about you! But clearly you deserve so type of punishment for that. Looks like I'm going to have to teach my littlest Neighbor some manners." There was a pool of dread inside your stomach. Just what was he gonna do with you!? You were pretty scared judging from the tone in his voice on that second to last sentence. You train of thoughts was ruined as he grabbed one of you legs and face your stomach on lap. You shut your eyes closed excepting something to happen to you. . . but it never came . You opened one of your eyes slightly, that when Wally chose to dig all 8 of his fingers into your stomach making you squeal loudly in shock. "Tickle tickle little Neighbor. I wonder what the whole Neighborhood would think if they found out about such a adorable little weakness you have?" Your eyes widened when he said that. Would he really tell everyone about this? No no of course not he would never do that! . . . Right? "NOHOHO DON'T!" "Now now Neighbor. It's impossible to make out what you are saying over allll of your giggling. It was such a discovery to find out such light and simple touches could make you humans laugh so darn much." "NOHOHO PLEASE STOHOP! I LEARNED MY LESSON I SWEAHAR!" Your pleads fell on deaf ears unfortunately. "You want to know what the best part about this is Neighbor? You can never get me back! How lucky is it that I happen to not be ticklish anywhere? That means I could tickle you again and again and again and again and again and you could never be able to do the same because puppets aren't ticklish like humans. Isn't that fun, Neighbor ~?" "NOHOHO WALLY I TAKE IT BACK I SWEAHAR!" He softly sighed and said "Ha ha. okay okay , I suppose you've learned your lesson Neighbor. But just so we are clear . . . " he leaned down close to your ear and whispered "I won't hesitate to do that again. I find it absolutely adorable that you can have such reactions over that and I won't hesitate to tell the whole~ neighborhood about this cute little quirk you have [Reader]~ Are we on the same page?" You quickly replied," NO! No! I get your point really!" "Well, if you say so. Run along now little Neighbor it's getting late, and you have a big day ahead of you tomorrow. After all, I'm sure everyone will be curious about such a adorable little "gift" you humans have~."

Oh dear. I don't think he'll ever let you live this down.

#wally darling x reader #wally darling x you #welcome home tickles #welcome home x reader #welcome home wally x reader #ler!wally #lee!reader #platonic relationships

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seangelfish · 9 months

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would it be possible to request buster bros and what they would be like with a younger sister reader !! im not sure if this breaks any of the rules with like multiple characters im sorry 😭

Yes!! I love Buster Bros sooo much so I’m really excited to receive this request! And don’t worry, you haven’t broken any of the rules. I do allow multiple characters in headcanon/platonic fics, hehe! I hope you enjoy reading!!

Buster Bros w/ a younger sister

Featured characters: Ichiro Yamada, Jiro Yamada and Saburo Yamada (separate)

Genres/types: Headcanons

Word count: 2,006

A/N: For this, I decided to write the younger sister reader as a year or two younger than Saburo (age 12/13). I prefer the older sister trope when it comes to the baby bros, but this is actually a really cute fic request and I had a blast writing it!

Saburo's section was the hardest to write for, I'm not sure how it's longer than Ichiro's and Jiro's lmao I wrote this really quickly because I love them so so much, and I was honestly waiting for someone to request these three haha

ICHIRO YAMADA

- He doesn’t like picking favourites out of all his siblings, but Jiro and Saburo knows for sure that you’re his favourite.

- Is very kind towards you — of course he is kind to his brothers too — but even if you make a big mistake, he’ll just laugh at you, ruffle your hair, and tell you not to do it again. However, just because he's like this to you, doesn't mean he won't be stern. You need to learn that things have its consequences!

- You’re his cute little sister! All he wants to do is spoil you. Whenever he’s out and about in the streets of Ikebukuro, and something cute catches his eye, he’ll buy it for you. You’re always appreciative of it. Unfortunately, he won’t buy you snacks even when you beg for it.

“Nope, no snacks for you, (Y/N). It’ll ruin your teeth.”

“But onii-chan!”

“No means no.”

- Is very overprotective since he’s well known for his past delinquency and now for his role as leader for the Buster Bros. He’ll usually say no when you want to hang out with your friends from school. You understand why he’s doing this, but it’s still going to be annoying.

“Why can’t I just live a normal life?!” you cry one day.

Ichiro tenses up at this. “H-Hey, I’m trying my best, (Y/N)… Why don’t we do this? You can hang out with your friends this weekend if you let one of us keep an eye out for you?”

You take a while to answer.

“Okay… as long as you don’t make yourself seen by my friends.”

“Haha, deal.”

- Despite that, you’re able to hang out with all your brothers together whether it’s just to eat outside for lunch! Ichiro let’s you ride on his shoulders or hold hands with you. Even when you’re just 6/7 years younger than him, he still thinks of you as a baby.

- If you want a bite of his lunch, he'll easily give you some.

- Reads you a story when it's time to go to bed because he's been doing it since you were a toddler. He treasures this time so much because he knows that once you grow up, you won't want him to read you a bedtime story anymore.

- Sometimes you'll ask him to tell you a story of what he does with your brothers as the Buster Bros. He won't give you too many details, so you never know the full story of his adventures. Won't tell you much about his delinquent days. In fact, he may never mention it at all.

- Gives you a little goodnight kiss once you fall asleep, but will also kiss your forehead when you're about to drift to sleep.

- Is the first person to introduce you to his favourite animes and manga. You'd watch it together sometimes although your tastes may differ. If you like shonen, well good for both of you. If you like shojou, Ichiro will still watch it with you, and may even develop his tastes for it.

- Whilst watching anime together, you would rest your head on his lap. He'll stroke your hair like a cat.

- When you catch him taking a nap, you'd get on top of him like a blanket to take a nap on him. You're only doing this for the giggles because once he wakes up due to the heavy weight on his back, he gets super confused.

- Probably the brother that you hug the most out of. He's big and gives you the best hugs. Would lift you up in the air when the occasion is right.

- Your big brother that you respect. The first person you would go to whenever you need help. You find him to be the most reliable (which isn't surprising).

JIRO YAMADA

- You title him the more fun brother. Despite getting into arguments with Saburo all the time, he’s very sweet towards you. Why wouldn’t he be though? Look at you! You’re his cute little sister!

- However, if you were to make a mistake, he will get a bit angry with you, but not to a point where he’ll make you cry. He's just stern with you. Would probably pinch your cheeks and pull on them, laughing at how funny your face would look.

- Probably the brother that makes fun of you (but only as a joke)!

- Wants to spoil you too. Is willing to buy you your favourite snacks! Whenever he goes to hang out with his friends and he's at a shop, he texts you what snacks you want.

"Just don't tell nii-chan, alright?" he whispers with his index finger to his lips.

"Mmm!!" you agree happily.

- Is probably the brother that keeps an eye on you when you hang out with your friends from school. Weirdly enough, he's quite good at making himself not be seen by your friends AND you. It really feels like you're not even being followed by him. He also has friends that are willing to watch out for you too.

- He isn't really reliable when you need help on your homework though. Everyone in the family knows that Jiro isn't really smart when it comes to academics. You don't really mind it though because you still respect him nonetheless. You know he's trying, and you could actually relate to him in a way. He appreciates how understanding you are.

- So he's the only brother you would trust with when your grades aren't as good as you hoped they'd be. Sometimes you're just too scared to confront Ichiro about it, so Jiro would be your first option when you need to tell him about your failures. He would cheer you up and tell you that you can do better next time, encouraging you to tell Ichiro when you're ready.

"Jiro nii-chan, I didn't do well on my science test..." you whimper. "Onii-chan is going to be mad at me..."

"It's okay, (Y/N). It was probably just a bad day. You'll do well next time, so don't be sad! Do you want me to be there for you when you tell nii-chan?"

"Yes, please..."

- Likes to give you piggybacks, and is also willing to hold your hand too — only if you want to though, he doesn't usually initiate it.

- Unlike Ichiro, if you want a bite of his lunch, he'll refuse (only jokingly though). He ends up giving you a bit if you really wanted it.

- Likes to make you laugh by either telling you stupid jokes, making fun of Saburo, or just tickling you.

- Sometimes you hang out with him to play soccer. He really enjoys the sport, and you were always curious as to why. You may grow to like it too or maybe it's because you're just spending time with your big brother.

- Along with Saburo, he is the brother who picks you up from school. Ichiro is sometimes busy to do so. If he comes along with Saburo, you would link arms with both of them, you being in the middle.

- When Ichiro can't read you a bedtime story, Jiro tells you stories of what he has done instead, or the stories he hears from his friends. They are always so interesting.

- Usually gives you side hugs more than actual hugs. Ruffles your hair a lot. Gives you forehead kisses, but is pretty rare.

- Your big brother that you respect. He may not be reliable when it comes to school work, but you trust him with everything else.

SABURO YAMADA

- Since you're only a year or two younger than him, your relationship with Saburo is kind of... 50/50? A best friend kind of relationship more than an older brother one.

- The brother you actually get into mild arguments with, but since it's you, he'll actually apologise first. He won't ever apologise to Jiro, but you're his only sister, so he'll suck it up and try to fix things with you.

- Therefore, if you were to make mistake, he WILL be mad at you.

- Makes fun of you more than Jiro does. Of course, he's just joking though. He's not as harsh to you as he is with Jiro. All three brothers love you too much.

- If you ever start crying because of him, he'll immediately backtrack. Will start comforting you, rocking you like a baby although this is something anyone would rarely see him do. If he doesn't do this (which is rare), you'll threaten him with the 'I'm telling onii-chan' phrase.

- Will eat the snacks with you that Jiro had bought.

"But Jiro nii-chan bought me those!"

"Yeah? Let's go tell him to buy some more then."

"Saburo nii-chan!!!"

- Won't spoil you, but will do whatever you ask of him if it's reasonable.

- You title him the smart, but kind-of-mean brother. Probably scolds you the most out of all your brothers.

"(Y/N), what did I tell you?! It's your turn to wash the dishes today!”

"I'm sorry, Saburo nii-chan! I forgot!"

- Will help you on your homework even if you don't ask him for it. He's very reliable, so if you did need help, you'll always ask him for it. Surprisingly, he's happy to help you, and you bond with him every time you study together.

- You admire how smart he is, and you're always complimenting him on his high grades (and his hacking skills). This makes him realise how much he wants to keep getting better for you, so you could look up to him more than Jiro. After all, Saburo's the smart one, and your role model should be smart too.

He giggles to himself as he is finally given his test papers back to him, knowing he has full marks yet again. "I've got to show this to Ichi-nii and (Y/N)! They'll be so proud."

- Saburo doesn't have that many friends, so he's always appreciative of you that you'll accompany him around town to do errands or something mundane like that.

"Saburo nii-chan, let's go to the arcade today!"

"Eh, alright. Is there something you want to win?"

"Yes, that plushie over there!"

"Alright, here goes...!"

He actually ends up getting the plushie you want to your surprise.

- Cares a lot about you. Is always happy to see you come out of school as he picks you up. Asks about your day, and is always listening to you on whatever you have to say.

- If you want a piece of his lunch, he’ll immediately say no though. He’ll just buy you your own lunch.

- Is probably the brother that doesn't hug you as much or show too much affection. However, if you're deeply upset about something, he'll hug you without hesitation. And if he's extremely worried about you, and hasn't seen you all day, he will run up to you for a tight hug, then flick your head hard.

- Yet he won't say no if you want a piggyback from him. So most of the affection comes from your side.

- When it's time to go to bed, he acts like the annoying brother. He opens the door to your room, stare at you for a bit before leaving the door open.

"Saburo nii-chan! Close the door!"

"Nah."

- He's just joking though, so he ends up coming back to close it. He'll say goodnight to you and you'll say it back.

- Even when the two of you are close in age, you still call him 'nii-chan'. He finds it cute, and he hopes you won't stop calling him your big brother.

- Your big brother that you admire and respect despite his annoyingness. You can trust him with a lot of things and you appreciate how he is always willing to help you out.

Ultimately, you love your three older brothers very much, and you can never live without them.

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crazy over you | jack hughes x reader

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request: I love your blackpink fc trevor insta edit!!! what about y/n whose sibling is a famous kpop idol and she ends up dating jack? maybe she could be mark lee’s sister, nct had a concert at newark a while ago!!

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ynuser ready for the show🪩✨

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fanone she’s going to the show??🥹🥹

fantwo queen supporting her brother🫶

yourbff she changed her outfit immediately after these photos were taken btw

ynuser stop exposing me😭😭

yourotherbff it’s true she’s now wearing an nct shirt she turned into a crop top and some jeans !

yourbff and some sparkly boots !

ynuser okay okay we get it !!

“yn! were going to be late you don't need any more pictures!” your friend shouted as she started walking ahead of you. at the rate you were going you were going to miss the beginning of your brothers show.

“just a few more just-” you yelped loudly as you felt someone's shoulder hit you. you stumbled, and your camera hit the ground with a clatter. before you could comprehend what was happening a hand was against your shoulder helping you to steady yourself.

“I’m so sorry!” a guy apologized, reaching down to retrieve your camera for you.

“it’s okay” you replied a little disoriented as you reached out to grab your camera from him. “i should've been looking to where i was going”

“were you taking pictures?” the guy asked.

“Yn!” your friends voice shouted at you as she was now even further away.

your head turned to your friends voice and jack must’ve caught on to your situation because he offered to take some quick photos for you. you posed, and jack snapped away, both of you not saying much.

“my apology,” he said to you as he handed your camera back to you.

you smiled in response. “thank you. I’m-”

“YN LN! I swear if you're not walking up these stairs!” your friends voice reverberated throughout the staircase.

“I’ve gotta go! thank you!” your voice was loud as you ran the rest of the way up the stairs to meet your friend. you could hear the unnamed mans laugh echo throughout the staircase. “im jack by the way!” you heard him yell.

“THANKS JACK!” you yelled back as your friend grabbed you by the arm and began pulling you along.

notification [instagran]: jackhughes has followed you

Instagram DMS:

ynuser: hey stranger

jackhughes: hey girl with the camera

ynuser hearted a message

ynuser: how did u find my insta?

jackhughes: your friend almost shattered my eardrum when she screamed your name so i just gave it a shot on here

ynuser: LMAOO😭 we were running late for a concert

jackhughes: haha that makes sense then! it sucks that you were late but i liked getting to meet you

ynuser: even with my friend nearly shattering your eardrum?

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jackhughes: even then

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ynuser last night in newark❤️‍🔥

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jackhughes no 📸 credits ?

ynuser thank you stranger👍

hugheswh0re now why was he taking pics of this girl...

hockeyfan hugheswh0re because hes a normal person and is allowed to be friends with people ??

yourbff had the best time and SOMEBODY met the cutest person too🤭

ynuser i dont recall meeting any cute people🤔

yourbff like u weren't blushing and giggling all the way home...

ynuser I WASNT WTF !!!

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yourbrother ynuser THE RING??

ynuser is an accessory !

yourbrother lets keep it that way❤️

brothersfan protective activated🤣❤️

ynuser stranger🥲💘

jackhughes danger😈🔥

ynuser 😐 ok

trevorzegras congrats man🔥🔥

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yourbff CUTEST EVER ! I PREDICTED THIS RELATIONSHIP !

trevorzegras can u predict our relationship?😇

yourbff 😐😐

fanthree SHES DATING AN NHL PLAYER??? OMG????

jacksfuturegf86: WHY? WHY DOES THIS HAPPEN TO ME?? PLEASE JACK THIS ISNT YOU! THIS ISNT YOU LOOK AT ME BABY PLS🙏🙏

from then on you and jack continued to dm each other until you eventually went out on a few dates. you were honestly surprised by how well the two of you got along. you were forever grateful for your brothers show in newark and for the fact that you were running late<3

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