#and if I was in the sun a lot it'd lighten

[withlove-angel]

How would they confess to you ?

(Luffy, sanji, zoro, Buggy, law)

Luffy

I think Luffy would be very straightforward with his confession, he wouldn't want to beat around the bush or cause any confusion. He would be very clear about his feelings for you and how much you mean to him. He might not be the most romantic person in the world but he would try his best to show you how much he cares about you and how important you are to him.

He might start by saying something like, "You know, I've been really enjoying our time together, and I have to say...I'm starting to fall for you!" Then, he might add, "Oh, who am I kidding, I've completely fallen for you! You're the only person who can make me smile like this and I never want that to go away." He might even end his confession with, "So, wanna be my treasure?"

Sanji

Well, Sanji might not confess right away, but he might start with subtle hints. He might drop little compliments or flirt a lot more. He would also make an extra-special meal to impress you. Eventually, he might get up the courage to tell you how he feels, and he would say something like "You're so beautiful and kind, it's hard not to have a crush on you"

That's true! Sanji does like to flirt, but he's also very respectful of women and their boundaries. He wouldn't push if you said no, but he might be a bit... persistent... if you said maybe, or said you wanted to get to know him better before making a decision. He might ask you more questions about yourself and your interests, or try to impress you with his cooking or fighting skills. But he wouldn't force you into anything, even if he does really like you

"I love your smile, and your laugh. Your eyes sparkle like jewels and your hair is like the sun on a sunny day. You're strong and brave, and you don't let anything stop you. I want to be the person who makes you smile the most in the whole world. My heart is yours; will you please accept it?"

Zoro

The way I envision it, he'd confess during a time of quiet, peace, and contemplation. He'd be hesitant, nervous, probably even a little awkward in his own way, but he'd do it without hesitation because it's what he's feeling. He'd want it to be genuine and sincere, and maybe it'd even be a spur-of-the-moment decision. If it's a more emotional moment, his swords might even be discarded to the side, as a symbolic gesture

*deep breath*" Oi. You know it's me, right? There's something I wanna get off my chest. It's not easy for me to put it into words. I don't know if I'm making sense... But here goes. I kinda like you- like like you. A lot. I think I've felt this way for a while now, but I haven't been able to say it. I know it's a lot to just say out loud, and it feels a bit... reckless. But I gotta just get it out. I like you."

Buggy

Buggy likes to present himself as powerful and intimidating. But deep down he's just an insecure guy who worries about what others think of him. In a private setting with someone he trusts, I think Buggy would be a lot more honest and open about his feelings. But he would still do it his own way, maybe in a roundabout way without actually saying the words "I love you".

I think Buggy would be very loyal and protective in a relationship, and he'd make sure that his partner knows that he values their connection deeply.

He would be careful not to say anything overly cheesy or melodramatic. He might try to lighten the mood with a joke, or compliment you in a way that makes you feel special and important to him. He would probably try to impress you with his strength and courage, and show off his abilities as a fighter and leader.

He would probably also be quite thoughtful and sweet, and show that he really cares about your well-being and happiness. But he wouldn't want to be too vulnerable or emotional, so he would likely try to keep things light and playful.

"So.. I.. err.. *cough* you're the most beautiful and amazing person I've ever met. (Turns all red) *cough* I mean... err... you're not too bad I guess. (Tries to smile) Wanna.. err.. be my partner.. I mean... umm... *cough* wanna be my romantic partner? Yeah, that's it. *cough* That was a joke, right? Right?"

Law

Law is the type to give subtle hints that he likes someone while keeping his feelings under wraps. If you like him too, you'd probably have to make a move first. He's the type to deny his feelings until the moment they're expressed. He has a hard time displaying his emotions, although he's quite a warm person internally.

If you confess he would probably be stunned at first. He wouldn't expect this to happen. However, once he processes what's occurred, he would probably say something along the lines of "Oh... hmm. Is that so?" His expression would definitely display his surprised and potentially pleased state. Though, he'll probably keep his answer brief and ambiguous. But the slightly blush and smirk on his face dont lie...

#yandere one piece #one piece imagine #buggy the clown x reader #buggy x reader #buggy the clown #law one piece #law x reader #luffy x reader #sanji x reader #zoro x reader #one piece #zoro #sanji #luffy

[marciabrady]

i really respect your knowledge of disney lore, especially the older films, so i wanted to ask you what you think is aurora's hair and eye colour? :)

I think Aurora is the only true blonde of the Disney Princess lineup and that she has violet eyes. I don't view Cinderella as a true blonde, but rather more of a rustic blonde whose tone changes depending on her surroundings; Elsa doesn't naturally have white or platinum hair; Rapunzel reverts to a brunette at the end of her film. So Aurora truly is the only blonde, with the lyrics "gold of sunshine in her hair" playing out in the first scene. So, I think, that's the shade it was originally with incredible flourishes and brilliant flashes of, almost, white from it being lightened by the sun after so many years in the forest. I think her eyes are purple, not blue as many people claim; I know a lot of people reference the cel artwork where she has blue eyes on some...but she also has grey on others, and black in others after that lol again, cels should never be taken as the gospel since the animators figured that the finished product, after technicolor and all the filters it'd be run through, would look different than the cels. I've seen prints of the film where her entire eye was colored purple in the far away shots where she doesn't have a pupil, and this happens with Cinderella and Ariel in certain shots of her film, too, where their eyes are solid blue. Plus, again, I know when she wakes up in that extreme closeup her eyes *look* blue, but in the cottage they're undeniably violet and I know that was intentional. They wanted her to have an ethereal beauty, as given to her by the supernatural gift of beauty, so they weren't going for girl next door. Plus, Elizabeth Taylor was one of the most prominent stars at that time and was viewed as the most beautiful woman in the world. She had violet eyes- which people also contest, but I know multiple people who met her and confirm that she did, indeed, have violet eyes. So Aurora's coloring was definitely influenced by Elizabeth's in that way, just as some promotional artwork definitely favors Elizabeth with the thicker brows, identical eye shape (as opposed to Aurora's angular eyes in the film), heart-shaped lips, bushy eyebrows and button nose:

#ask #anonymous #thank you for being so lovely anon!

[pinknightsinmymind]

【 talk to me - ellie williams 】

ellie williams x fem!reader

wc: 2.5k

requests : open

based off request prompt: I've been struggling to find a job and it's been making my depression worse and making me feel kinda worthless, could you do Ellie comforting a Fem! Reader with something similar?

content: modern!au, ellie comforting you, hurt-comfort, opening up, struggling with mental health, struggling with emotional vulnerability, learning to ask for help, ellie takes care of you, use of pet names(baby, babe, love, etc.)

a/n: such an amazing prompt. personally i struggle with my mental health a lot, and sometimes it's hard to ask for help bc i struggle with emotional vulnerability. since it's something i understand and know, i thought i'd incorporate that a little bit into this oneshot. i also thought it'd be a good way to talk about the topic and what it's like to struggle with it. i hope you enjoy!

Your phone had been ringing every other hour as you laid in bed. Sometimes you had an excuse to ignore it because you were sleeping or watching something on your laptop. Other times you didn’t, and you’d get a text while you doomscrolled and simply ignore the notification. Was it wrong? Yes, but you simply didn’t have the energy. You only left the bed to use the restroom, and when you weren’t doing that you stayed buried beneath your blankets.

Ignoring the texts you got from friends and family made you feel guilty, but you already felt terrible, so what was more pain? It was masochistic, in a way, allowing yourself to feel more pain because you thought you deserved it, allowing yourself to wallow more. It was an act of complete self-loathing, but could you stop? No. It was like watching yourself making all these decisions, knowing you should stop and change, do something, but you couldn’t bring yourself to at all. It was like the weight of the should-do’s and should-not’s were hanging over you, asking you to make a decision, but the only one you could make was to stay in bed.

You let the hours pass, one after the other, paying no mind to how the sun danced below the horizon and ushered in the stars. You paid no mind to the world outside your four walls, to the people you knew were out there. They would have lended you a helping hand if you asked, but you were unable to extend your own hands towards them. You were scared to ask them for help, to display all your vulnerabilities and fears before them. The idea of someone seeing you whole—beyond the exterior and into all the moving parts that created you—terrified you. You couldn’t let them see you weren’t the made-up person you let on, that behind every smile laid a set of eyes slowly losing their light. So you kept it all inside, burying it deep beneath your flesh and into the tissues of your heart tucked away in your ribcage. You’d feel it all there while everyone saw the image you wanted them to see, and they’d never know.

At least, in your hurt and pessimistic mind, you thought no one would care enough to notice you weren’t okay, or that you hadn’t been answering them. They’d be better off without me. I’m just holding them back, was the line of reasoning you used to justify this. However, you couldn’t be more wrong. It was close to ten when you heard knocking on the door to your apartment, which shocked you at first. You weren’t expecting company, and you didn’t know who would be showing up this late at your front door. You sighed as you shrugged off your blanket and made your way to the front door. The knocking didn’t lighten up.

“Hold up! I’m coming!” you yelled. The knocking finally subsided. “What do you—Oh.” You froze as soon as you saw it was Ellie at your door. You both stared at each other for a moment, processing the current situation. You hadn’t expected to see her here, but you knew better than to think your girlfriend would possibly stay away at a time like this.

“Yeah, ‘Oh,’” she said tauntingly, but still with a touch of softness in her eyes. “Can I come in?” You nodded. You didn’t think you could deny her her request after she came all the way here. You let her into your apartment and closed the door behind both of you. You wrapped your arms around yourself as you stared at Ellie, unsure what to say.

“It’s pretty late,” you finally settled on saying. “Why’d you come all this way?”

“Um, because you haven’t answered my calls?” she said. You winced. You had been ignoring everyone today, so it shouldn’t have surprised you that Ellie was upset. “Or my texts?” she continued. “I haven’t heard from you all day, and I was worried, so I decided to come by.”

“Thanks for checking in, but I’m okay. I’m sorry you had to come all the way here.” It’s not that you wanted her to leave, but you also didn’t know if you could handle having her here. Part of you wanted to be alone, far from everyone, so you could never disappoint them with the weight of your problems.

“Babe, I don’t know how to put this nicely, but you don’t… seem okay,” she said, trying to select her words carefully. “I haven’t heard from you all day, and this just isn’t like you.”

“No, no, I’m fine,” you insisted. “Today’s just been a lazy day, and I lost track of time, so I haven’t been on my phone, and—”

“And do you typically ignore everyone on your lazy days? Even Dina and Jesse said you’ve been ignoring them.”

“Not intentionally,” you countered.

“Baby, what’s going on? Be honest with me, please.” She could have easily been angry with you, but instead her face was soft and worried.

“I’m not lying about anything, so what’s there to be honest about?” You couldn’t come clean. It’s not that you didn’t want to, but you didn’t know how. How were you supposed to ask for help? How were you supposed to look someone in their eyes and let them in, let them know that you’re struggling to breathe everyday? How do you tell them without fearing they’ll look at you differently once they see that deep down inside you are a shaking coward who can’t even own up to their emotions? And once you open up, what then? Would the other person even stay once you tell them you’re not the image they had of you in their head? Would they validate your feelings, or would they make you regret ever opening up in the first place? God, what a vicious cycle.

“You and I both know that’s not true.” Ellie stepped closed to you, her warm hand enveloping your cheek. Her eyes searched yours, and although she had every right to be angry at you, there was no anger in her eyes whatsoever. “Come on,” she said quietly. “You think I don’t know pushing people away as a defense mechanism? I’m practically the master of it.”

“I don’t—I don’t know what to say.”

“Anything. First thing that comes to mind.”

“Can we sit down to talk?” you asked. She nodded and grabbed your hand, leading you to the nearby couch. She kept both of your hands in her firm grip, her warmth spreading throughout your body. More than anything you wanted Ellie to pull you into her arms and wrap you up in them, but you didn’t know how to ask her that. How do you even be that honest with a person?

“You can tell me anything,” she finally said after a while. You glanced up at her, into those eyes that seemed to scour through every part of your soul, before looking down again.

“The thought of you seeing me terrifies me. I don’t know how to handle the idea of someone seeing past the image of myself I put up.”

“Nothing you say or do could ever make me change how I see you. You’re perfect.”

“But that’s the problem. I’m not perfect. I may make everyone think I am, and that I have it together, but on the inside I’m falling apart. Everything’s a mess in my head, and I don’t know how to fix it.”

“That’s not what I meant, babe. Nobody’s perfect. We all have our flaws, you and me too, but they don’t make you lesser. I see you as you are, flaws and all, and I still think you’re perfect just as you are.” Her words made you want to curl up in a ball. This was all you had ever wanted—for someone to see you—and she did. All the antsy feelings you had seemed to fade away at her words, and you found yourself falling into her arms with your face buried in her hoodie. It was so soft, and it smelled just like her. “You wanna tell me what’s going on?” she asked, petting your hair.

“I just… I’ve really been struggling lately. I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, I can’t leave my bed. My grades are slipping, I’m struggling to find a job, and the worst part is I feel like I can’t do anything to stop it. I know I should get my shit together, but I literally can’t bring myself to. Everything feels like it's out of my hands, and I feel like such a failure.” You let out a dry laugh. “Imagine being the creator of your own problems, complaining about them, and not doing anything to fix them. It makes me feel like shit.”

“You’re not a failure, let’s get that straight,” Ellie ordered. “Why are you measuring your worth based on your accomplishments, anyway? They don’t define you.”

“Because if I don’t work hard, what does that say about me?”

“That you know your limitations.”

“Just means I’m lazy.”

“Laziness isn’t a real thing. It’s all made up for productivity. Sometimes you have rough patches, and you can’t help if that sets you back farther than where you want to be.”

“But I’m tired of feeling like this. I don’t want to be stuck in this feeling. I want it to be over.”

“Baby, sometimes you gotta feel your emotions and let them pass. Or talk to someone. Like you’re doing right now.”

“Talking about emotions is gross,” you joke. Ellie rolled her eyes. “Joking.”

“Sure you are.” Ellie rubbed your back gently. “I want you to know that nothing about you is a failure. You’ve come so far, and just because things aren’t going how you want them to right now doesn’t mean they never will. You know, this will pass one day, and you’ll look back at this and think about how hard it was, but you’ll be glad you got through it. That’s life, isn’t it? Memories and experiences all built up on each other as time passes.”

“I guess.” You huffed out a breath. “Since when are you so wise?”

“Since always?” Ellie joked. “But also therapy helps, which I can help you look into if you want.”

“Sure,” you answered.

“If you need help with anything, just tell me, okay? I don’t care what it is. Jobs, school, cleaning up your apartment, whatever it is. You know I’d do anything for you, right?”

“I do.”

“And that includes listening to you. Please don’t ignore me like this again. I’m always here for you, and nothing will annoy me or make me see you differently. I know it’s hard opening up to people and letting them see you even below the surface, but I love every part of you, even the ones you don’t like. No matter what, you’ll always be my love.”

You couldn’t help the tears that welled up in your eyes at her words. You had been holding them back this whole time, but enough was enough. You let the tears finally spill out as your arms latched tightly around Ellie’s neck. All you ever wanted was for someone to accept you, to see you as you are, even if that person wasn’t the picture perfect image you put up. It was hard to do, but once those words left Ellie’s mouth it made you feel like it was all worth it.

“H-hey, you okay?” Ellie asked once she realized you were crying. “I’m sorry, did I upset you?” You shook your head in response. You needed to let it all out for a moment before you could speak to her, doing your best to wipe the tears away and clear your throat before you spoke to her.

“I’m okay. You’re just really comforting,” were the only words you could choke out. How Ellie managed to see so deeply into your soul and understand you was a mystery you’d never be able to solve. But did you always need to understand everything, especially when it was something as wonderful as this?

“Good. I just wanna make you feel better.”

“It’s working.” After a few more minutes you finally calmed down enough to speak, and you pulled away from Ellie’s arms. You wiped your runny nose and some of the tears from your cheeks. Gross, but that’s just how crying is. You knew that Ellie couldn’t fix all your problems at once, but she could help you with what she could. At least now you wouldn’t have to navigate it alone, and you’d have a way to make it better so it wasn’t all suffering. You weren’t asking Ellie to “fix” you, because you know she can’t, but maybe she can help you find the light you’re looking for. “You make me feel better just by having you here. Thank you.”

“Of course, baby. I’m always here for you.”

“You make me feel like I’m not alone, and like I can get to the bottom of everything.”

“That’s what I’m here for.” Ellie swiped a piece of your hair behind your ear and kissed your forehead. “Now come on. I’m gonna run you a bath and then we’ll have dessert and watch a movie, okay? How does that sound?”

“I’d like that.”

Ellie ran your bath shortly after, running her hands through the water while you sat in its warmth. She talked to you idly about whatever came to your minds, cracking jokes here and there, checking in on you and how you felt. You honestly liked having her company and didn’t want to be alone anymore. How could you when you had this amazing woman by your side? Ellie left the shower while you dressed to get together the ice cream bowls for the two of you. You offered to help, but she declined.

“I’m taking care of you right now, love, so just focus on relaxing,” she told you before she left. You finished dressing, and when you entered the living room you found she had put on your favorite TV series to watch. She had the ice cream bowls waiting for you on your coffee table, and a large blanket in her hands while she stood by the couch. “Get over here. We’re cuddling,” she stated proudly. You didn’t argue and sat down on the couch, Ellie following suit and settling the blanket over both your laps. She handed you your bowl of ice cream, grabbed hers, then unpaused the show she put on for you.

Being like this with her was so relaxing, and you wouldn’t change it for anything. Ellie put you at ease in a way nothing else could. When she did things like this for you, you felt yourself falling more and more in love with her.

“I love you,” you said to her, turning to face her and seeing how the TV casted different lights across her face.

“I love you too.” She gave you a quick kiss. “More than anything.”

“Thank you for doing all this for me. And listening to me. It means a lot.”

“Anytime.” You felt her wrap her arm around your shoulder, resting her head against yours. “This show’s surprisingly good,” she commented.

“Of course it is. That’s why I like it.”

“I’m sorry I ever questioned your judgment,” she joked. “Do you mind if I stay the night?”

“Not at all.”

“Good, because I’m sleeping next to you and holding you all night.”

#tlou #tlou2 #ellie williams #ellie the last of us #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you #tlou ellie #tlou x reader #the last of us ellie #the last of us #the last of us ii

[critterfloozy]

Critical Yarns: Deanna

125 yards, about DK weight, 100% mohair

You know I had to do something special for Deanna.

The mohair is because of the goats, of course. I bought it from three older women who seemed to have a vague idea of running a booth and just gave me a garbage bag with a little bit more than four ounces of fiber and a teenaged relative that didn't quite know how to count money back. I don't know, it seemed appropriate for Deanna.

It was actually a lot easier to spin than I expected, and had an extremely lovely sheen pre-dyeing. I ice dyed it, because I'd snow dyed Chetney, and also Deanna had been 'on ice' for a couple hundred years. But I also liked the idea of dyeing her using something that had also been used to make a casserole, so I used a disposable blue apron pan for the ice dyeing. I also picked up this fry basket (mostly because it'd fit in the smaller blue apron pan).

I really liked using it - it allowed me to transport the yarn without jostling, so I could get rid of the melt easily. And it also looked kind of like the sun, so I got another sun motif in! I started out dyeing it pink and green, and then after considering whether Deanna would have been a sorority sister, added some gold ochre. But the thing is that ice dyeing is kind of like painting with water colors - stuff's going to bleed together and also the colors are going to lighten. So I accidentally ended up with a bunch of florescents (it'd looked like I painted it with highlighter colors). I did a little bit of glazing with some silver to desaturate and darken it - which, well, it desaturated it.

The gold doesn't come across very much in the end result, but I do like it!

Next up: Morrigan is actually done, I just need to post her. And FRIDA is about 1/3 spun up already. Then maybe Prism? Ame? We'll see.

#Critical Role #Campaign 3 #Critical Yarns #deanna leimert #spinning #fiber art #ice dyeing #yarn #craftblr

[weedplantar]

okay on sasha being fake blonde i personally think it'd b really funny if she wasn't so much fake blonde but fake platinum blonde. like her hair is naturally light brown/dirty blonde and she dyes it to be ever so slightly lighter. Also. i think it would explain why she didn't have super visible roots after being in amphibia for so long

I agree!! I think her hair is naturally about this color, but it lightens in the sun and she spent a lot of time outside with her commander duties so it made the roots blend in. There's no way her hair is that YELLOW naturally.

#asks #crowshapedvoid

[justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms]

Hey there! Could I ask for a match up with obey me? Thank you so much in advance

My pronouns are he/him and I'm demisexual, polyamorous. I'm a Leo ♌ and my mbti type is infp!

My hair is dark blond (it'd be considered brown if it didn't lighten when exposed to the sun), my skin tone is very light and I have blue/greyish eyes with a light brown ring around my iris sometimes. It looks almost yellow even but it's not always there funnily enough. I'm 5'4 and I have a tattoo on my arm (snake with a broken sword and red poppy petals around it), a helix and an industrial piercing. Oh, and I wear glasses (hard plastic frame with rectangular shapes for the lenses)

Personality wise, I am often told I have a very calm atmosphere around me and seem very approachable. Which is good because I love helping others, I'm generally kind and nurturing and like to take care of those im fond of but I can get incredibly angry and protective if they or innocent people are hurt/harassed to the point I want to get violent. I have strong values I'm not afraid to stand up for but I won't waste my time arguing with any rando who comes up, knowing they probably won't change their mind anyway.

Likes: crows, foxes, pretty things, sweet food, spicy food, philosophical conversations, tea, stuffies, books, plants and nature

Dislikes: stupidity (not academical) -> ignorance/bigotry/discrimination, strong scents/lights/loud sounds anything overstimulating, being in the spotlight

Hobbies: reading, writing, swimming, drawing, (crocheting, baking, crafting things)

Extra: I'd be so enthusiastic to learn magic in the om universe! I struggle with a major depressive disorder and lack energy a lot of the time because of it but I do my very best to be and get better. I'm learning to love myself more but I need a lot of reassurance sometimes

Hi! Thank you for your request! I hope you like your matchup!

In Obey Me, I match you with...

I feel like Mammon would be your best match.

He would gather together some of his crows and introduce you to each of them, telling you things they've done and showing you ways to gain their trust.

Mammon can be a bit on the dumb side sometimes, but for the most part, he's far smarter than his brothers give him credit for. He's very good at picking up on the emotions of others so he knows when you're feeling down about yourself.

He's the best at helping you feel better. From sitting you down on the couch with a movie and a bowl of popcorn, to going out to your favourite café, he's happy to do whatever you want as long as you feel better.

Your strong values balance out his more wild tendencies well. If he suggests an idea that goes against your values, he'll be far less likely to go through with it.

Loves eating Hell-Sauce Flavor Instant Noodles with you. Mammon's a big fan of spicy food, so the fact that you like that stuff as well makes him very happy.

Notices quickly if you're feeling overstimulated and will either remove whatever's causing it, or get you out of the room and somewhere quiet.

#writing #fanfic #matchup #matchup request #request #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #mammon #mammon avatar of greed

[parttimepuff]

Flying back with a travel cup of coffee in her hands, Rose smiled at the two. "Hey! Awh, someone loan you a blanket? Heh, shoulda guessed they would." She said, settling back down with Alex. "…yeah, they did." Reverie murmured, finally placing the blanket on his shoulders and carefully offering his mirror the other end for his, which he accepted. There were lots more people now, chatting and setting up around them and by them, like they aren’t something to be feared or strange.

Looking around, the Dream Demon hummed in thought. "…it, still really throws me that no one seems afraid of me." Gremlin admitted, his brother nodding. "I know what you mean…" Reverie expressed, just as bewildered even now. "Well, humans do like to take care of each other." Rose reminded them, doing some people watching of her own. Both couldn't help tear up a little at the comparison. "Just a few more minutes now." She added. The sky was lightening more and more.

The Dream Fae turned his gaze from the sky back to his friend. "Ah, the thing, right. Is it gonna come out of the town? I wanna be sure I don't miss it." Reverie questioned. "Oh, you can’t miss it, trust me." Rose replied with a wink. Everyone suddenly started going silent, until the hilltop and surrounding area was quiet like when they arrived. The trio followed suit, quieting down. A minute or so later, the first edge of the sun started to peek over the horizon. There was a collective silent joy that ran through the crowd, relief, happiness. A few young kids pointed and announced that there it is, to the amusement of their parents.

They got why they were all here now. It'd been millennia since they'd watched the sun rise on Earth and they found it just as beautiful, if not even more so, than all the humans did. The sun came up further and the people stirred again, leaning to each other and wishing a happy Earth Day. Some hug, some just enjoy the company of humanity around them. A few even wish the brothers and Rose well, too. Both wish the humans that catch their eye a happy earth day right back.

"Happy Earth Day!!" Rose replied to another friendly human, turning to the two. "So, what do you thi- guys?" She stopped herself short, noticing that, despite their smiles, they looked ready to start crying. "W-was it too much?" The batomon asked, worried that making this a surprise was a bad idea. Alex leaned against Reverie to ground him. "N-no, it was…. i-it was so, so nice… They really care about this place…" Gremlin murmured.

"…I think I get it… They're remembering the Earth they left behind, too…" Reverie realized, rubbing at his eyes and petting Alex with his free wing. There were still plenty of people around, some still wishing each other well. Some were crying, too. The batomon glanced between the people around them and her friends. "They are… and, I think they’re promising each other to do better, too. I’m, glad you got to see it." Rose said, smiling genlty.

"Gonna be okay?" She asked. "…y-yeah… Yeah, we'll be ok." Reverie managed to say, silencing the stutter in his voice. "Can we… stay here for awhile, though? Kinda want to watch the sun some more…" Gremlin requested. Plenty of people were still doing just that. "Of course you can! Today is for you guys." Rose assured them. Rubbing at his eyes now, the Dream Demon nodded. "Thanks, Rose…" "Thank you so much…" His mirror added. Now even she was getting teary eyed. "Of course guys, any time."

#ic #Guest Muse: Rose #Alex #Reverie #Gremlin #((They're healing......))

[mindlesspatch]

@gb-patch for the MC showcase! 

#god this game was soooo good #definitely gonna come back and play through it again #it feels like it was released so fast #kinda forgot it was coming out this year so was very excited to get the notification #what a delight #it'd be overjoyed to win the dlc #but lol I tried to follow how I looked as I grew up and how I acted #it was pretty fun #like I actually have brown hair now tho it has kind of a golden-reddish colouring to it?? idk its weird #for a stage of my life as a kid I had strawberry blonde hair #and if I was in the sun a lot it'd lighten #it'd probably still lighten now if I spent enough time outside #but I loathe sunlight lol #and then mimicking my personality #god I was such a quite kid #it was funny to do that in stage 1 #and it was really cool how the game accurately picked up on how id react to things #like fuck when you lie and tell cove you're fine and he can tell youre lying #like I get its prob due to the previous inner thought choices but damn I loved that detail #or when family pulls that trick at the farmers market and Cove talks to you about it #just crazy detail #the only other time I've really played games with such detail is those choiceofgames ones #love those #anyhoo if anyone likes visual novels def recommend this one

[kvrlsefni]

❝ STUPID IN LOVE ❞ | mikey, mitsuya, baji, kazutora.

NOW PLAYING | mikey; is this love by aalia... mitsuya; love grows (where my rosemary goes) by edison lighthouse... baji; best friend by laufey... kazutora; overgrown garden by beetlebug.

summary: you and the tokrev boys as love tropes :) | tokrev x f!reader

note: unedited. it's 6:30am and i haven't slept i'm so sorry but i had to get this idea written before i forgot and before i knew it, the sun was already out // NO ONE ASK ME WHY THAT ONE # WAS THERE 2 HOURS AGOI TOLD U IT WAS 6:30

-`, [mikey] : light of my life

↳ listen, listen, listen.

↳ after everything that's happened or IS happening to mikey at the moment, it doesn't hurt to have some pillars of stability. he has many including his sister, his friends, etc. but he also has you.

↳ it'd be so cute please you can literally just walk in the room and his mood would lighten up so quickly

↳ he could be having a meeting with toman and he's so kdsjksjd right, like the authoritative voice and aura and the cool demeanor but after that, he'll turn to talk to you (ofc you get to stand behind him or smthn if you're present for toman meetings //assuming you're not apart of the gang, if you are then you're stationed close to him//) and ask you if you're okay, if the meeting was alright, if he sounded good or how the plan sounded, with the softest mf voice.

↳ he'd always tease you but you know he means well. always greeting you with a smile and asking you about your day, you could honestly go on a whole rant about anything and he'd listen.

↳ he’d pick you up from school (and respect your wishes of him not interrupting in the middle of class to pull you out of it) together with draken or sometimes not and together, y’all would go eat somewhere afterwards. if not, then expect convenience store stops on the way home.

↳ late night bike rides.

↳ it’s something you two would do i just know it. it’s late at night, and you sneak out to meet up with him somewhere and you two would just ride around and go anywhere that isn’t too far. the wind and the dim lights along with the night sky was amazing in itself, but spending the night up talking with someone who’s always there to listen without judgement is the best (that goes both ways for you two).

↳ mikey was very thankful for you and he cherished you dearly. you along with everyone else, you were keeping him sane, and you were another reason he wanted to wake up in the morning.

-`, [mitsuya] : childhood sweetheart.

↳ i can't stress enough how much childhood or high school sweethearts vibes mitsuya gives me. your story is quite literally the shoujo manga i'd cry about as being so cute.

↳ you two would have met in school when you two were children and y'all stuck together through the years.

↳ mitsuya would be the guy you talk to about anything, and that included guy problems. he'd help you pick an outfit for a date and he'd be the one who gives you good advice, and he's the guy who comforts you when the date goes bad or your boyfriend did you dirty. all that leading up to the moment mitsuya decided one day that he could treat you better.

↳ ANYWAY i can't explain it but ?? y'all would start off as the "they aren't dating?" and somewhere along the way, it starts to change <3 mitsuya becomes the "why aren't i dating him?" for you and you become the "wow she's so pretty. i never noticed that before? i mean, i did before but something about her is?? different???"

↳ you two would start hanging out more and i can see you as fixing your hair a lot or dressing up a bit more if you two were to ever meet up. to which mitsuya would think you're so adorable. these hangouts?? of yours?? start becoming like dates??

↳ i wonder when that happened?? ;>

-`, [baji] : fake relationship

↳ :)) he did it to make his mom happy when one day she expressed how worried she was that he seemed to be lonely and went all "is there no one you're interested in, son?"

↳ he didn't really want to date. has no time to do so. would rather focus on his studies, his friends and his family, but he didn't want his mom to worry at all about anything. so he decided on operation: get a (fake) girlfriend.

↳ sure, girls at school would probably throw themselves at him if he asked, but the first person he thought of was you.

↳ you were someone he and some others in toman were friends with, so that made things easier. plus you were pretty smart in class and (also) wanted to have good grades, so whatever future "dates" you two could have, y'all could either study together or something. it was perfect! his mom also knew you by name since either he or chifuyu would mention you from time to time, so it wasn't like you were a complete stranger as well!

↳ how you two fall in love is very... entertaining. there is clearly a progressive flow on how you two started out to how you are now. you both wouldn't know how it started but one day it suddenly was like you were different in each other's eyes.

↳ it'd probably start with one or two of you started to get more excited for the study session you two would have. unlike before where... it wasn't like you two dreaded it, but it was more like a "come here, let's stay in the same room like besties hanging out and do our own stuff". it'd escalate to your once in a while actual dates to prove y'all actually went out to start being more like a real one. maybe his hand would brush against yours while watching a movie in the theatre, and maybe baji would take a candid photo of you admiring the puppy you saw in the pet shop because you were just too cute (he'd make it his wallpaper).

↳ it won't really be too long until you two remove the "fake" in your label <3

-`, [kazutora] : second chance

↳ this is a little more just a bit angsty than the rest

↳ yall were probably like sweethearts or had some unestablished feelings to one another before... the incident that led kazutora to have to go away for a bit.

↳ when you first heard of what happened, you were in denial that that happened. that would never happen. he'd never do that, right heartbroken. shocked. confused. betrayed. you felt many things once the denial subsided, but it wasn't your place to say anything.

↳ that's the first half of your story. it continues to once he gets out. when he does, the first thing on his mind was where were you? since you never visited him (or at least none that he ever was aware of), and he didn't blame you for it. but yet still, he worried for you. he wanted to know how you were doing. how you were all this time and how much has changed. he also wanted you to know how sorry he was. you were probably confused, and scared even, and he knows he caused you pain when he suddenly disappeared like that.

↳ he'd bump into you again once he visits all the usual spots you would go to back then, and when you two lock eyes, you nearly drop whatever it is you're holding until one of you finally utters out a slightly awkward "hey".

↳ kazutora knew he messed up, and he's spend his time trying to make it up to you. he'd "bump" into you more, and with him, he'd always have small trinkets he knows you enjoy on him. the snack you enjoy that he said he packed but got full so you could have it, or your favourite flower he "found" on the way there and so on.

↳ this carries on for a bit and trust me, the moment you start to accept him again and you show him your smile and laughter again, his heart would melt <33 he'd do anything to see you happy again

tags: @01-20-1992

#[ ii. juno’s works ] #tokyo revengers x reader #tokrev #tokyo revengers #mikey x reader #mitsuya x reader #draken x reader #baji x reader #kazutora x reader #manjiro sano #manjiro sano x reader

[cr0wbonezz-wr1ting-inc]

One more time

Summary: Alex regrets ever saying yes. All he wants is a second chance.

Trigger warning: Mentions of cheating, mentions of sex, swearing, angst

Author's note: my first piece off hiatus !! - you're a twitch streamer in this fic but it won't come up too much :) hope u like it <3

Based on: Break My Heart Again - FINNEAS

you sigh. your ex-boyfriend called again. you've been ignoring your phone for 5 minutes now. was he really this desperate?

you pick up your phone and slide the green button.

"what do you want, alex?"

"___, you picked up!"

he sounded extremely relieved, like he needs you to breathe.

"i did, now what do you want?"

alex sighed and leaned on a wall in his bedroom.

"can i come over? there's some stuff i still need to pick up."

you suck in a breath sharply. the air is thick and tense.

"no."

you clench the phone you were holding and bit your lip.

"i don't want to see you right now."

alex closed his eyes and pushed himself off the wall.

"i understand, you need time."

there was silence for a moment. neither of you wanted to say anything.

"if you want to come over that bad you can get your things tomorrow morning."

"sounds good. i'll be there around 11, okay?"

"fine."

"good-"

you ended the call.

"-bye..."

alex let his arm drop beside him. his eyes were watering, but he wiped it away with the sleeve of his hoodie.

it's his fault, he knew. but why is he still so upset? he shouldn't feel like this - it's is his own doing, after all.

~

you open the door to your home. alex was standing on the porch with a few empty bags in hand. the morning sun blinded you slightly, making you squint at the man in front of you.

"hi ___."

"hello, alex. all your belongings are on the couch.

"great, thank you."

~

he looks over as he's folding a shirt.

"what are you looking at?"

you say without looking away from your laptop.

his face was getting red slightly from embarrassment.

"nothing, you seem busy."

alex directed his eyes back to the clothes in front of him.

"otherwise you would've said something about me."

alex snickered slightly, trying to lighten the mood.

you sigh, holding your face in one of your hands.

don't say it. ___, keep it in. there's no point in fighting him. ___-

"if i wanted to make a comment it'd be about the fact you can't keep your dick in your pants."

god damn it, why did you do that?

he fell quiet. you hated his guts, but even you felt kind of bad for being so blunt with it.

a part of you still loved him. his loud, yet charming laugh. his sweet kisses. his adorable clinginess. his blushing face when you teased him.

you shake your head, trying to physically get rid of your pity for him. he doesn't love you anymore. he shouldn't, and neither should you.

~

after filling the bags with alex's belongings he stood up and wiped his forehead. you waver from your work and look him up and down.

"you done?"

you asked him. he turned around and gave you a weak smile.

"yeah, i think so."

"good, you know the way out."

you turn back to your computer.

"___, wait. can i ask you something?"

you make eye contact with him, fully aware it makes him nervous.

"what do you want?"

alex took a quick breath.

"can we talk sometime?"

you look at him like he spoke an alien tongue.

"why the hell would i?"

"i want to talk about what happened between us. i hate that our relationship is so sour."

he set a step forward.

"i just want this to end peaceful - or at least neutral."

"why the fuck would i want to be peaceful with you of all people?"

"i hate ending things on the wrong foot, you know that."

alex stands his ground, making you livid.

"then we make up, and then what? you'll just break my heart again!"

you stand up, simultaneously pushing the chair away with your legs.

"then i can lay awake and think about why i even let you inside my house again in the first place?!"

if looks could kill, alex would be on the floor.

"fine. if you don't want to, then i guess everything will just stay the way it is."

alex turned around and grabbed his bags. there's no way he's getting through to you right now.

"oh, so now it's my fault?"

you slam your laptop and walk away from the table.

"well, i'm so sorry for being angry at you for cheating on me!"

you don't hold your anger in anymore, he crossed the line.

"i never said that, ___!"

alex yelled to match your energy.

you took a step back. the audacity to yell at you in your house.

"out. now."

alex grabbed the second bag of clothes and without a word walked to the front door.

"goodbye, ___."

alex pushes the door open and steps outside. you go after him but stop at the doorstep.

"fuck you!" you sob out. you grab the doorknob and slam the door shut.

your knees slowly got weaker and you sit against the front door, shutting your eyes.

~

it's been a month since you've seen alex. you've blocked him on everything since then.

you were doing a q&a on your twitch channel and everything was going well. chat was filled with questions and you answered the one's you could.

your thoughts were somewhere else, though.

you still miss him, you really did. alex used to watch your streams all the time. he sent you donations with cheesy pick-up lines, he called you during streams to make fun of you for dying in a game or just to chat while he's bored.

but that didn't happen anymore.

you realize you haven't said anything in a while and you apologize. your chat was spamming purple hearts and 'are you okay?'

"ah, sorry everyone, i'm still tired from yesterday. i think i'm going to end the stream for today, thank you all for coming!"

after saying goodbye you turn off your computer.

why are you still so obsessed over him?! he cheated on you! he even tried to cover it up with a bullshit story about "not being the first to kiss her," and "she forced me to," like someone would believe a lie like that.

yet, you still love him. something inside you wants to believe him, like he really was telling the truth.

~

the next morning you open twitter and scroll for a bit. you made a tweet earlier in which you stated you weren't going to stream today.

you looked at the trending topics and saw your name in bold letters. you clicked on it and read the first tweet that popped up.

'i really hope ___ is doing better, they looked so sad on stream :('

an image was attached to it - a screenshot from the stream you did yesterday where you were mindlessly staring at your computer screen.

you sighed. at least they're not thinking too deep about this.

you scroll further down, replying and liking a couple tweets saying you were alright, thanking them or cracking a joke. this should keep them off your back for a while.

after scrolling for a bit one tweet catches your eye. you clutch your phone as you read the comment.

'kinda obvious they miss quackity :/ it's a good cover-up story tho '

~

alex was staring at his ceiling. he'd seen the tweets about you - about him.

he hates this feeling. he hates the fact that he knows what you're thinking. he hates that he knows it's his fault. he didn't mean to. he didn't.

"come on, alex. you know you want it." the woman said.

"i told you, no! i have a partner!" alex pushed her away for the second time, trying to find a way past the girl and out of this small alleyway. he should've never gone to this stupid bar.

"tch, whatever. but know you'll regret rejecting someone like me!" the girl pushed him to the brick wall and fixed her dress as she walked away.

alex fixed himself for a minute and walked past the bar and into his car. he pulled out his phone and shot you a quick text.

'hey bb i'll be over in a few :)'

'don't come back.'

you responded almost immediately. alex froze as he looked at the screen.

'wdym?'

'you know damn well why'

you sent him a photo of him next to the bar in the alley. the girl was all over him while her lips connected lustfully to his.

'it isn't what it looks like, i didn't start any of this!'

you don't respond. alex tries to send you another text when an error pops up.

'unable to send message. user has blocked you.'

~

you hover your hand over your phone's keyboard. you thought anbout alex's offer to talk, and decided that maybe it was a good idea after all. you couldn't get your mind off him, you thought that hopefully getting some closure could help.

but how were you going to ask him? 'hey, i know i blocked number like a month ago but can you to meet me at some random park? see you there!'

after typing and deleting multiple texts you eventually landed on a message.

'hey alex, i've been thinking about your offer to talk it out, and i wanted to ask if you're still up for it?'

you send it and immediately turn off your phone and place it on the coffeetable in front of you. you did it, finally. you fall back on your couch and pull your knees up to your face, waiting for a notification.

after a nailbiting five minutes a light emits from your phone. you pick it up and read the name calling you. 'alex'. you take a deep breath and answer the phone.

"hi alex."

"hey ___, it's been a while."

you sit up straight, preparing yourself for the conversation you're about to have.

'yeah, you can say that."

the atmosphere was a lot less tense than you expected. it was weirdly... comforting? you can hear alex's raspy voice through the phone. has he been crying?

"i saw your text, you wanted to meet?"

"yes, i did. i wanted to get some closure, at least."

alex chuckled, his laugh making you a little flustered. trying to brush it off, you laugh with him.

"what's so funny?" alex asked.

you rolled your eyes and smile.

"you, dumbass."

he gasps cartoonishly loud. his goofy personality is something you could never get enough of. maybe you were wrong after all.

"ok, but seriously, when do you want to meet?"

he gets back on topic. you snap out of your smile and remember why he called in the first place.

"right, right. i'm free this whole week, you can choose when."

after some planning and back and forth, you decide to meet at a small family-run café in the afternoon. coincidentally, it's the same place you two had your first date.

~

you settle down at a table on the terrace of the café, the sunday sun greeting you warmly. you were a little early, so you decided to think of some questions. it didn't take you long to come to a few, though. your main question was the photo. what was that all about?

as you were handed a menu you saw alex walking on the pavement fidgeting with his fingers.

"hey! sorry if i'm late, i took the bus instead of my car."

he took the seat parallel to yours and exhaled.

"oh no, you're right on time. i was just a little early."

the waitress gave alex a menu and disappeared into the establishment. you both decided to stay quiet before getting on topic. neither of you want to start the conversation.

after both ordering and having surface level conversation for a while silence fell. you both know why you're here, it feels off to talk like nothing ever happened.

"okay-"

"so-"

you both start at the same time. alex awkwardly chuckles while covering his mouth.

"you first."

alex proposes. you nod and like magic lose the somewhat content mood you had prior. you steadily breathe in and pull out your phone.

"so, first things first; my main goal is to get closure and an explanation - there's no point in lying to me."

alex hums in agreement. you could tell he was nervous, you knew him better than anyone. you tap on your screen a few times until you reach the photo that was sent to you.

"now, i want a clear answer. what happened that night?"

you ask him firmly as you put your phone on the table to reveal the image.

"that's my ex-girlfriend."

alex said. you raise an eyebrow - his ex? you've heard some wild things about her and her antics, which is exactly why alex broke up with her in the first place.

"she said she wanted to ask me something in private. my dumbass said yes, because i can't pick up on context clues, apparently."

you cross your arms and lean back on the chair.

"you got that right."

alex looks up from the photo and makes eye contact with you.

"long story short, she pushed me to the wall and kissed me. i tried to push her off but she didn't let me go. after shoving her, like, twice she finally got the hint and left."

~

"so she set you up?"

"she hasn't changed a bit since all those years."

you say with a hint of condescension. his explanation made sense, and from what you heard he wasn't lying. your gut told you to believe him, yet your mind had an itching feeling that there was something else.

"are you sure that's all?"

alex flinched slightly.

"y-yes, ___. i don't know what else to tell you."

you mess with your hair a bit, clearly conflicted. there was nothing else, you knew that. but your brain wouldn't let it go. you decided it's better if you just sleep on it.

"alright, then.-"

you grab your bag and stand up.

"-i think we're done here."

alex stays seated and looks up at you.

"yeah, i think so."

you pick the phone up that's laying on the table. you pull out your wallet and put a $5 bill under your teacup.

"goodbye, alex."

"wait!"

alex stands up and grabs your wrist, the gesture scaring you little bit.

"are you still mad at me?"

those eyes. they're so pretty, almost sparlking. you snap out of it when he lets go, just realizing how weird it is to grab someone's arm out of nowhere.

"sorry, my bad. i wasn't thinking."

alex scratches the back of his neck.

"i'm still deciding if i can trust you, but i appreciate you showing up, at least."

"that's enough for me."

alex smile at you, not trying to pry.

"goodbye, ___."

"goodbye, alex."

~

you heard the chirping of the birds outside your window and groan. why is it already morning? you sit up and grab your phone from the nightstand next to your bed, the phone reading 11:23 - tuesday - xx-xx-xxxx.

you sigh and fall back onto your bed. you've been thinking about alex for a few days now, still not getting him out of your head.

after going downstairs and eating some toast you pull out your phone again, the clock now reading 12:44. you look through your contacts and eventually land on his name.

you hover your hand over the green pixels while sitting down at the dining table. you swallow audibly and click the call button.

it goes once.

it goes twice.

"___?"

'Hey alex, i wanted to ask you if you wanted to meet up again?"

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[redactedverse-thoughts]

Today's thoughts- Brighteyes and Frederick

Just some thoughts. Short. AU, of sorts perhaps? Mildly angsty.

Most intepretation of Brighteyes after they were turned tend to depict Brighteyes as someone who is rather reckless and to some degree self destructive. Freddy is usually the more worried one, concerned for Bright's safety and trying to keep them safe after Quinn nearly killed them.

But what if instead, after getting attacked by Quinn, Brighteyes developed really bad anxiety of the world, and an obsession of keeping Frederick safe? What if, instead of being a reckless fun-seeking youth they developed into more of a quiet, scared of their own shadow husk of their old lively self?

What if, instead, one day Freddy was the one who decide he wanted to do something a little risky, confident in his vampiric ability to stay safe. Let's say he wanted to go swimming in a river that had a stronger pull than was advisable for most humans, but Freddy, with his vampiric strength, most likelt would have been just fine. Or perhaps Freddy wanted to go into the city again to explore, to see what has changed, maybe go to a few nightclubs and dance with Brighteyes like they used to. Maybe he wanted to do something he knew Brighteyes liked to cheer them up.

And this time it's Brighteyes pulling on his sleeve, quietly asking Freddy not to go, for them to go back home, where it was safe. What if the current swept him away? What if they couldn't get home before the sun rose? What if someone recognised them, or... Or people find out they were vampires, and they blow their cover? What if they accidently go on a blood rampage?

Freddy would definitely have noticed his best friend steadily retreating into their shell over time, and their refusal to do things anymore. He would try to rationalise away Bright's fears, and urge Bright to lighten up in an attempt to coax them out of their shell again. He wanted his old best friend back, and the new Bright broke his heart. Eventually his patience wears thin however, and it devolves into them arguing with each other.

"It'll be fun, we'll be fine! It'd be an adventure. We went on lots of those before." He would finally exclaim, using things the old Bright used to tell him, getting rather exasperated with the anxious, pessimistic vampire and their constant worries.

"AND LOOK WHERE THAT GOT US!" Bright would shout back, their hands trembling slightly, shocking Freddy into silence at the sudden rise in volume.

Then the both of them would sink into an uncomfortable silence.

"I-i... Freddy... Please." Bright eyes might mutter finally, their eyes lowered to the ground in shame. "I'm... I'm sorry...D-don't... Don't go. We... We can do anything you want back home, just... Let's not go."

And the pleading, bordering on begging, tone in Bright's voice just horrifies Freddy as he assessed the stranger before him, no longer the active thrill seeker he once knew.

And he relents this time, because he couldn't bear to see Bright like that.

#redacted angst #redacted asmr #redacted frederick #redacted bright eyes #bright might be traumatised

[karlajoyner]

Tease (Charlie Gillespie x Reader)

A/n: Hey guys so this was requested. I hope you guys enjoy it! And send in your own request!

Requested by: @universefangirl (Tumblr)

Warnings: Smut (18+)

————

I sighed typing away frustratedly at my computer attempting to get my work done for the night. Taking another sip of my wine I looked over to the couch to see my boyfriend scrolling through his phone.

"You know? It must be nice being a paid actor during a pandemic" I spoke catching his attention. A grin began to form on his face as he stood up making his way over to me in the kitchen.

"It has its perks. Can't say the same about you baby" He teased rubbing my shoulders. I rolled my eyes continuing to type away.

"You know you could take a break" He whispered getting near my ear.

"I can't. If I don't get this is by tonight I'm so fired"

"Fine. I'm just gonna go live for a bit. And relax afterwards. I'm pretty busy tomorrow"

"Yes Charles getting to sleep in and doing a live interview late afternoon sounds so exhausting. Meanwhile I have a term paper for English due and on top of that I have to do two more sets of these for work" I spoke holding up my papers.

"For your information I'm going on a hike tomorrow morning. Then I'm going live" He said another deep breath leaving my mouth.

"Aww baby. It's okay"

"Is it though?" I asked frustrated at his lack of sympathy. I love him and all but he seems to forget that his totally normal girlfriend works a 9 to 5 and still goes to college. And as much as I appreciate the times he said he could put in a good word for me with Kenny. I refused to be exposed in the spotlight more than I already was for being his girlfriend.

"I'm sure you can do it. You always do"

"Your right. I'm amazing. I don't know what you'd do without me" I joked trying to lighten up my own mood more than his.

"I don't either. I'd miss you too much" He said placing kisses just below my ear.

"Hmm really? Care to find out Gillespie?" I asked biting my lip. This was my opportunity to get him back where it hurt.

"What do you mean?" I smirked continuing to do my work. Without another word leaving my mouth.

“Baby. What do you mean?" He asked again standing up.

I stayed quiet as he repeated the question a few more times finishing up what I was doing. I had to get through all my stuff for school and work tonight if I wanted tomorrow to go as planned.

I woke up to the sound of birds chirping. Glancing over at the clock I smiled. On schedule. I moved over to the empty spot beside me with a grin. Charlie was really in for it today.

I quickly got up making the bed when my phone suddenly dinged. I smiled seeing it was a good miring text from Charlie himself.

“Good morning my love. Just finished my hike. On my way home with coffee.

“I'll see you in a bit baby" I read aloud. I smiled at the cute detail before continuing on with my plan.

Changing into yoga pants and a sports bra I made my way to the living room setting up for a morning workout. Something I rarely got to do since my second term started and I became ambushed with work. It'd been nearly half an hour before I heard the front door open. The smell of coffee carrying itself through the small apartment.

"Baby your awake" He stated taking in my appearance. No doubt the sweat droplets on my body making me look shiny as hell.

"Yeah. I finished all my work last night so I figured I'd have a day to myself. I did a morning work out and I'm gonna do more things I haven't done in a while" I smiled innocently.

"Mmm am I one of those things by any chance?" He smirked pulling me close. Placing a kiss to my sweaty forehead.

"You wish. Actually I invited y/b/n over. We were thinking of painting to clear our minds"

"Oh but you can't paint looking like this. So sweaty. So wet" He whispered rubbing circles on my hips.

"Yeah I'll probably hop in the shower in a bit" I grinned before pulling away to go finish my workout.

“You know I need to shower too. What if we hop in together? To save water"

"Um I don't know. Can you keep your hands to yourself Gillespie?" I asked bending down in front of him to stretch.

"I can't answer that" He growled coming to stand behind me. As soon I felt his hands on my waist I stood up turning around to face him.

"Tsk Tsk Tsk" I whispered pulling back.

“What baby? Why won't you let me touch you?" He whined.

"Because it's my only free day and I'm going to enjoy it babe" I said placing a chaste kiss on the corner of his lips before walking away.

"Where are you going?" He called.

"To shower"

"Can I join?"

"If you can keep your hands away" I heard him groan as I shut the bathroom door behind me. Giggling to myself I entered the shower washing myself down.

Purposely forgetting to bring in an outfit. Knowing Charlie didn't enter for a reason I called out for him after I was clean.

"Charlie!" I shouted waiting for him to come in.

"Yes baby?"

"Can you bring me some clothes please?”I asked peeking my head out the curtain.

"Can I touch you?" He asked.

"Uh how about no"

"Then no" He said hoping that would get a reaction out of me. It didn't.

"Fine. If you insist" I spoke shutting the water off. Within a matter of seconds I exited the shower. Feeling his eyes piercing through me.

"Close your mouth. Your gonna catch flies" I said wrapping my towel around my body.

"Mm baby you don't know what your doing to me" He moaned out.

"I don't? Or do I?" I asked opening the door further so I could slip past him. Heading to the bedroom I smiled to myself knowing it was working.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Rushing over I peeked through the hole to see y/b/n standing there. Thankful both of our COVID tests came out negative I smiled welcoming her inside.

"Hey y/n/n"

"Y/b/n!" I shouted happy to see her after so long.

"So how's he doing?" She asked knowing all about my plan.

"Not good. I love him I really do but paybacks a bitch. I can't wait til his interview" I smirked walking her to my room.

I was quick to change into a cute matching set with only one of his band shirts layering on top.

"Wow. He's gonna be drooling"

"That's the plan. Thanks for doing this again"

"Its no problem. What are best friends for? Just promise me you'll give me every detail tomorrow. You know after he breaks"

"I promise" I said as we both giggled exiting the room. We made our way towards the living room pulling out the supplies she had brought over for our eventful day.

Y/b/n and I enjoyed each other's company for a while. Catching up on our new quarantine rituals. It wasn't long before Charlie came out of the restroom completely shirtless with only a towel wrapped around his waist. I bit my lip coming back to reality when y/b/n bumped my shoulder.

"Y/b/n. You're here" Charlie said running his fingers through his hair. He knew what he was doing.

"Yeah. I came to spend time with my best friend. Did you see her today by the way?" Y/b/n said taking my hand and playfully spinning me around. I chuckled at her antics realizing she'd done it on purpose to give him a full view of what I was wearing. If something drove Charlie Gillespie crazy. It was me wearing his band tees.

"I didn't. Thank you for that" Charlie spoke sending daggers through me.

"I hope you don't mind. I barrowed your shirt to paint. I can change if you wa-"

"No! No no baby keep it on. It looks amazing on you" He said a small smile playing at his lips.

"Thanks baby. When's your interview?"

"In like 20 minutes. I'm gonna go get ready"

"Sounds good. We'll be on the balcony painting. That good?"

"Of course baby" I smiled walking out on the hard cemented area placing down our stuff.

We specifically chatted those 20 minutes waiting for Charlie to come out of the bedroom.

"I'm going live" Charlie called through the screen door.

"Okay good luck" I called back. I saw him send me a wink before setting up his phone where the sun was hitting him perfectly.

"This is perfect" I whispered to y/b/n as we pulled out our paints.

"I know. I can't believe he set himself up right there" She whispered back. I giggled pulling out the pastel pink from the bag.

"Charlie!" I heard the interviewer shout. My boyfriend clearly estatic.

"Hey man what's up?"

"What's up with me? What's up with you? Your our first cast member of the day. So for starters we wanna know what's up with you?"

"Nothing much man. I mean I've been writing a lot recently"

"Oh yeah can we be expecting any music coming out soon away from the Julie and the Phantoms band?"

"Uh no. That's kind of where I'm at right now which is amazing you know? Working with such great cast and bandmates it's great"

"Sounds like it. So where do you get inspiration from during this whole new situation we're in? It must get boring"

"Uh it does at times when I'm alone. Which is rare since I've been quarantining with my girlfriend. She's amazing company and overall my biggest inspiration"

"Girlfriend? Are you guys at her place or yours?"

"Hers man. I didn't wanna disturb her peace but she insisted and it's just been amazing. I love her" He said my heart fluttering at his words. I looked over at y/b/n to see her smirking at me.

"What about your cast? Do they know her?"

"Oh yeah. Like my family, they absolutely love her which is great. You know their approval means a lot to me so it's nice that everyone gets along with her just fine"

"That's good to hear so moving back to your music" The interviewer continued changing subjects. With his wholesome answers I almost felt bad denying him my touch today. And almost felt bad what I'd be doing next.

Almost.

After about 15 minutes I began to laugh at nothing signalling it was go time. I glanced back see Charlie staring up at us. Clearly trying to focus on the interviewer speaking. Clearly.

"Stop!" I whisper shouted at my best friend who splattered pain on me. I repeated her actions earning a giggle from the girl.

Suddenly I felt a cold sensation hit me. She had thrown our water cup at me in return I splattered more paint towards her. Trying to stay as quiet as possible.

"No yeah thanks man. I had fun" I heard Charlie say. Signifying the interview was nearly over.

"No thank you. Charlie Gillespie everyone. Up next Owen Patrick Joyner!" The man shouted before the living room went silent.

"Done?" I asked turning back to look indoors. The door screen being the only thing between us and the indoors.

"Yeah. What happened?"

"I don't know y/b/n what did happened?" I asked the girl in a teasing voice. Moving back slowly letting the sun hit my body. The white shirt on my body becoming see through.

"Cover up baby"

"Y/b/n doesn't mind right babe?" I asked her.

"Nope. We've been best friends forever Charles. I know her inside out. I also know you should probably get changed out of that"

"Or I could just do this" I replied removing the shirt from my body altogether. I watched as Charlie's jaw dropped in surprised.

"Cute set. Victoria secret?"

"Pink" I answered walking into the living room.

"Huh. I would've never guessed. Oh shoot it's already 5:00 o'clock? I should get going. I have to get to Dylan's house. Do you need help cleaning up?"

"No!" Charlie shouted before I could answer.

"No. We've got it y/b/n. No worries"

"Thanks guys" She smiled pulling me into a hug then Charlie. I watched as he walked her towards the door.

Not knowing which one was rushing more him or her.

"Thanks for coming!" I called out grabbing some paper towels to wipe off the water still on my body.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Charlie asked once the door shut.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"You've been such a bad girl"

“Me?" I asked looking behind me jokingly knowing I was the only one here.

"Teasing me all damn day. Having y/b/n come over to be a cock block. And then pulling that little stunk during my interview"

"I don't know what your going on about Charles. I didn't know y/b/n name was gonna- Ahhh" I squealed feeling his strong arms wrap around me from behind lifting me up.

"Charlie!" I shouted as he carried me towards the bedroom.

"Yes?" He questioned when he put me down on the bed gently.

"Seriously?" I asked ask he removed his shirt.

"Seriously" He confirmed moving in to kiss me. It was gentle at first but that gentleness soon became hunger. From both ends we fought for dominance. Tired of fighting I gave in as he pushed me further up the bed.

"Charlie please" I pleaded beginning to palm him through his jeans. Feeling him get harder by the second.

"Tsk tsk tsk. Not yet" He whispered making me whine. He chuckled before speaking once more in a hushed tone.

"Now are you gonna tell daddy exactly why you teased him all day?" I groaned knowing there was no way of getting out of this one.

"Nope" I said hoping to move on.

"Mm I don't like the sound of that" He said removing his jeans. I moaned seeing his full body. He was too hot for his own good.

"Now are you gonna tell me or should I return the punishment" I internally groaned not in the mood to be teased.

"I-I just feel like you forget sometimes that I have so much on my plate. And maybe sometimes you could be insensitive about it" I muttered the last part hoping he wouldn't hear. But judging by his features softening he had heard every word.

"I make you feel that way?" he asked caressing my cheek.

"Not all the time but yeah sometimes"

"Baby. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry" He mumbled placing soft kisses on my lips.

"I guess I just forget sometimes that you have so much to do. I just wanna spend all my time with you since that's all I have. I also guess offering to pay for things like your college doesn't help either when your girlfriends independent"

"And capable of doing everything on her own. Including paying for her school and home necessities. I mean it's a nice gesture baby but I'd just appreciate it if maybe you could take a step back and realize I'm only human. And not everyone wants to become an actor. I'm studying really hard to get to where I wanna be. And even if I'm working a boring desk job right now I won't be in the future"

"I know baby and I'm so proud of you for that you know that right?"

"Of course Charlie. And I know your my number one supporter just like I'm your number one fan" I said as he placed small kisses on my nose.

"Good....So you did all this today to get back at me?"

"Well yeah I wanted to have fun. But it's no fun when I too need to resist the urge to jump on you when you come out of the shower shirtless"

"Yeah about that I didn't know y/b/n was here or I wouldn't have walked out like that"

"I know baby. But now that we're alone so can we please just-" My words were cut off by his lips once more.

Giggling at his eagerness I began to palm him through his boxers once more.

"You don't know the things you do to me baby" He whispered pulling my bra down letting my breast fall free. I moaned as he began to suck on the left one and toying with the right one.

"God I missed these"

"Charlie please hurry up" I spoke. He didn't hesitate to remove my panties and his boxers immediately lining himself up at my entrance.

"You've been taking your birth control right?"

"Of course you idiot"

"Ooo aggressive much"

"Charlie if you don-" My words were cut off by a moan as he entered me. Not hesitating to start moving at a steady pace.

"Charlie" I moaned wrapping my legs around his waist.

"Faster"

"I'm so close baby"

"Me too" I panted as he sped up. His thrust becoming sloppier by the second.

"I'm gonna-" He groaned being the first to release. My climax coming not long after. I sighed as we rode our our highs together.

"I love you baby" Charlie said standing up and cleaning me off with a t-shirt of his.

"I love you too" I said as he finally came to lay next to me. Pulling the covers over us.

"You do know I really am proud of you right?"

"I don't know I think you need to prove it to me" I halfheartedly joked.

"If you insists" He whispered pulling me in for a sweet tender kiss.

Time slowing down as we spent the night tangled in each other's arms. Enjoying each other's company. Each other's love.

#charlie gillespie #luke jatp #luke patterson #Luke Patterson x reader #julie and the phantoms #jatp #sunset curve #owen patrick joyner #owen joyner #alex jatp #flynn jatp #jadah marie #madison reyes #julie molina #sacha carlson #alex x reader #luke x reader #reggie x reader #reggie jatp #jeremy shada #nick jatp

[fragileahoges]

fresh paint 一 danganronpa oneshot

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: byakuya moves in with nagito and kokichi, and realizes it may not be as bad as he originally thought. THIS IS NOT THE FULL ONE SHOT.

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: fluff

𝐓𝐖: none

From the moment that Byakuya Togami stepped into his new home, the sun peeking in through the windows, he knew he'd never find another moment of peace in his life. He'd never feel real happiness again, and all chances & hopes of becoming a better person quickly diminished. He would never feel content as long as he lived inside these restricting walls. 

Okay, maybe he was being dramatic. He had bought the house, after all, and he wouldn't have done so in the first place if he hadn't been 100% sure that he was ready to accept any & all consequences that came with the purchase.

A small boy with purple hair shot past him, cheering & whooping as he danced around the empty house. "This house is mine! I rule over everyone here!" he chanted over and over again, laughing maniacally.

Byakuya sighed. Nope, he didn't think he was being dramatic at all. Kokichi Oma was the most annoying person he had ever met, & now here he was, living with him. Why did he ever agree to do this? Because he wanted so badly to be under the same roof as the boys? Seemed unlikely, but he wasn't going to dwell on it any longer.

Nagito Komaeda walked in after Kokichi, holding a big, brown box in his hands that was labeled Kitchen & Living Room (⅓). He smiled sheepishly at the shorter boy hopping around, walking over to the island and placing the box down on top of it. He inhaled the scent of the new house and turned to Byakuya. "Heh, I still can't believe you agreed to this. We thought you were going to shut us down on the idea almost automatically."

Byakuya shook his head, flabbergasted. Why did Kokichi have so much energy, and why did he feel like it'd conveniently drain right when the time came to unpack? "I'm starting to think I should've. I'm already getting a migraine." Nagito laughed softly, and the two made their way back outside to the moving van to retrieve more boxes while Kokichi hummed loudly to himself as he frolicked aimlessly around the house.

During that period of time, Byakuya allowed his mind to wander. He hadn't expected for himself to agree to such a foolish proposal so easily. Obviously both Nagito & Kokichi hadn't expected the sudden approval either, for their mouths were on the ground when they realized that the Byakuya Togami had actually decided to go along with their usual "brain-shrinking" plans.

It had slipped out of Byakuya's mouth before he could even blink. The idea of living with Kokichi and Nagito, despite having been friends with them for a good amount of time, was foreign to the heir. In fact, even living with someone sounded absurd to Byakuya. He only needed himself and himself only, or so he thought. Yet, his sudden agreement came so quickly that it had to have meant something. Byakuya wasn't normally impulsive; he did everything with practiced precision. So an abrupt answer that he didn't back down on even after how shocked he was...it meant he was progressing as a person, as a friend. Somewhere. Somehow.

Oddly enough, that was comforting.

During their fifth trip to the house (the boxes were surprisingly heavy), Kokichi waddled up to them and pointed down the hall towards the rooms. "We still have to pick out our rooms! Who's claiming the biggest one?"

"Me, obviously," Byakuya replied, tone as cold as ice. "I bought this house." Kokichi mocked him, raising his hand and opening & closing his fingers together every time the heir spoke, like a sock puppet but without the sock.

"You probably just got it handed to you," he replied teasingly. "Fine, then I get the second biggest room!"

"The other rooms are all the same size." Byakuya's comment made Kokichi huff, while Nagito lightened up a little bit, almost as if he was dreading being told he was going to get the smallest room. Byakuya didn't doubt it.

"Could you help with the boxes, Kokichi?" Nagito asked, taking off his parka and tying it around his waist, wiping the back of his hand over his forehead with a long sigh. Byakuya had to hand it to him; he too had discarded his overcoat. The boxes were harder to carry than he originally believed, and his muscles already felt strained. He was so used to people doing things for him that being independent now all of a sudden was exhausting. Kokichi groaned.

"Do I have to? I'm feeling tired," he asked, laying down on the floor and pretending to fall asleep. Byakuya was right. Kokichi had energy until it was actually needed. Nagito sighed, walking back out of the house. Byakuya chose not to press the matter, instead shooting the purple haired boy a glare and following Nagito out. He heard another loud groan, and then the pitter-patter of footsteps. "Guys, it was a lie! I'm not actually tired. I can help just fine."

Kokichi joined the expedition to get the boxes inside. Within one hour, they had made all their trips, and they were close to death by the time they were finished. Even the water they drank didn't cool the sensation of heat licking at their bodies every time they stepped outside. And when Nagito reminded the two other boys that they still had to unpack everything, Byakuya decided to hire people to do it for them.

note: well, i hope you liked this small excuse of a post! i absolutely adore all three antagonists (emphasis on togami), and i thought this AU i thought of randomly was the cutest thing ever. if you don't understand really what's happening, or if you would like to know more, let me go more into detail for you!

i'm writing an antag AU that will be posted to AO3 soon. the three main antagonists (byakuya, nagito, & kokichi) move into a house for literally no reason other than they want to. along the way, they grow closer, have fun, & most importantly, develop as people and as friends. it's all just lots of fluff and chaos, and i wanted to write it because i couldn't stop imagining the power they have as friends. there will also be naegami, saioma, and komahina every so often bc i said so :)

they can also be read as standalone oneshots, which is why i'll be posting snippets of the chapter i'm working on every now and then. it's not out yet, but it will be by the end of the week, and i'll be sure to post about it as soon as i can!

i am open to critique, as long as you are not too harsh. thanks for reading! <3

UPDATE: it's out! read it here :)

#danganronpa #anime #byakuya #byakuya togami #danganronpa headcanons #danganronpa trigger happy havoc #headcanons #danganronpa thh #au #danganronpa antagonists #antagonists #danganronpa antags #kokichi ouma #kokichi #kokichi oma #nagito #nagito komaeda #komahina #naegami #saiouma #oumasai

[haicuties]

Hi!! I hope you're having an awesome day 😁 I just found your blog and I love it lots!! I was wondering if you could continue a proper "endinf" / part 4 to the single dadchi post!! It'd be great to see what happens with their relationship / healing of the past / day to day life with their new family set up :)!! Thank you!!

hopefully this is closure for someone LOL used to have a book with what i wanted to do with this series,,, idk where it went so this is on the fly after reading what i wrote years ago. possible part 5? idk. -admin omi

Part I Part II Part III

warning: slight nsfw lol

It’s been almost two years and some months since you and Sawamura made your relationship official, and then about 9 months since he proposed to you. There has been a lot, and I mean a lot of adjustments you both had to make in order for this relationship to grow. A lot of arguing, crying, forgiving, and fucking your differences out. Both of you still have very deep wounds that have not completely healed, heck, maybe will never heal– that’s why you both always give your best, always putting in 100/0 effort.. Your parents love Sawamura, although they questioned why you would put 100/0 effort when something could happen.. afraid of what’s happened before, but they understood once you told them that you don’t expect anything back, you love him and that’s all that mattered– and he felt the exact same way.

0832 - Sunday morning

As the sun beamed through the blinds, you felt the warmth gradually increase onto your face. Looking to the other side of the bed, you saw him. The one man that made the pain of your late daughter, less painful. 

“Good morning, my beautiful wife.” he quietly cooed

“Were you just watching me sleep?” a small chuckle left your lips as you sat up to stretch, bringing his shirt to lift over your stomach. 

“As I do every morning, what can I say? I have the most beautiful woman sleeping next to me.”

“Yeah yeah, do you want coffee? I’m going to make myself some tea” you asked while standing and looking back at him seeing him nod.

Walking down the hallway, you peek into Manami’s room to check if she was still sleeping, knowing she’s likely to be knocked out. “As I thought, out like a light.. Maybe I’ll surprise her with pancakes.” You thought closing the door

Sawamura trailed behind you to join you.

“How is my second baby doing anyway?” He asked while rubbing her belly“Mm, she’s fine, moving a lot this week but that’s to be expected, I do only have a little more than 2 months left until her due date.” putting your hand on his you smiled softly. 

7 months prior

Sawamura sat you down and asked how you felt on having another child now that you were married. 

“I understand if you’re on edge about it.. I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately– I just didn’t kno–”

“I– am nervous.” You said cutting him off“I have been thinking about it.. I am just afraid, that I’ll lose another.. Lose you. You already know after I got pregnant with Nori that he left.. I just don’t want you to leave either.” you said stuttering, you felt the tears welling up around your eyes“I’m not like him, and you know that! I would never leave you! Y/n, you make me feel something, happiness that I haven’t felt since Kayo.. you brought happiness to Manami!” he exclaimed, feeling the tears as well. “I’m dedicated to you. And only you.” 

“.. And Manami.” you laughed trying to lighten the mood. “Alright, physically, I am ready to bare another child, mentally, I am still afraid, but not as much now..” 

Seeing that it would be a bit difficult to try for a baby with Manami around, you both decided to drop her with her grandparents for a little more than a week, as a ‘vacation’ for her. Thrilled she was more than okay with it considering Daichis parents had a dog. 

After that, for the entire 8 days she was away, you both used any time (and anywhere) you could to try to have sex. “You think that was enough?” He said panting “I’m pretty sure the amount of cum I pumped into you over the week could amount to an entire gallon.”

Laughing, you looked at him and then down to your swollen pussy lips “Maybe, I guess we’ll find out in a couple weeks. If not, I mean your parents love having Nami over.” 

A couple weeks later, it was official. You held the pregnancy test in your hand showing the clear plus sign. “I’m pregnant..” you thought thinking back to when you found out you were pregnant with Nori.Sawamura then found you crying on the bed because of it. Your fears and anxiety were getting the best of you, and it was hard since now that it’s real. It feels like this is an attempt to replace Nori. And he knew you thought that too since that’s what he felt when he met you, like he was replacing Kayo- it wasn’t that though.. This was and is you both healing wounds that have taken charge of your your lives since the tragedy happened.

Turning to him, tears flowing down your red tinted face “I’m pregnant… and most of all, scared..” He sat down next to you and hugged you tight, bringing your body onto his lap and kissing you everywhere.“It’s alright to feel the way you do. I felt the same when I realized I loved you. It hurts, it feels wrong, but it also feels right.” he said bringing your chin so you could look at him He had a point, before the thoughts ran through your head, you felt happiness seeing that plus sign glow on that pregnancy test.

Back to present day

1047 - Sunday morning

”Darling, can you finally wake that daughter of ours to come eat? I made pancakes!” you giggled “Yes, I’ll go fetch her.” he said walking towards her room

Peeking into her room, “Manami? You up?” “Kind of daddy, I smelled pancakes.. Did mommy make.. pancakes?” she queitly said under the blanket half asleep waiting for a confirmation“Yes. thats right, she did make them.. the chocolate ones too.” 

Immediately, she jumps out of bed and runs towards the bathroom to freshen up “OKAY IM COMING!” she yelled out while visibly trying to rushYou set the plate of freshly made chocolate chip pancakes at the table and started to make everyone’s plate. Before you know it, Manami is sitting in her chair with fork and knife in hand impatiently waiting for her plate“GOOD MORNING MOMMY! I AM HERE TO EAT!” she shouted as Daichi sat down next to you“Well good morning pretty girl, you seem very energetic this morning.”“THAT’S BECAUSE MOMMY MADE ME PANCAKES! I LOVE PANCAKES” “Yes I sure do know that little one. Go on and eat up my love.” you said smiling softly while putting her plate in front of her and giving Daichi his

Sitting down, you rubbed your belly and sipped your tea. Looking at your two loves, you couldn’t help but think “How could I be so lucky with a family like mine..” 

#admin owl #haikyuu!! #sawamura daichi #haikyuu imagines #hq!! #daichi x reader

[ripspaghet]

bff | 05

↳ series m.list | 00 | 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 |

→ pairing: yoongi x reader

→ word count: 4,702

Prologue Summary; Your best friend's boyfriend takes an unhealthy interest in you and just as he shows up something from your past starts to creep up on you again. Could this strange and mysterious man have something to do with it? And should you trust him, or your instincts to run far, far away from him?

→ warnings: angst, swearing, alcohol, mentions of smut, cheating

The very next day the weather finally starts to lighten up. The sun is out with not a cloud in sight, although the air is still chilled. You've become eager to get back to your classes. After having Jimin take care of you a full day, you feel you might murder him. He's been teasing you constantly, trying to feed you like you a helpless baby, and let's just say you didn't really appreciate it. Still, you thank him several times over, promising to make it up to him, which he's sure to take full advantage of.

"Party? This weekend?"

You sigh, kicking a rock as you walk along the corridor, leading to your next class, "Why does it always have to be a party with you? You never even hang out with me when we go. You ditch me for those two idiots of yours."

"As I recall when you first met one of those idiots you called him hot and said you'd-"

"Okay!" Your panicked tone reaches an all-time high, not wishing to recall your first impression of a particular frat boy.

Jimin laughs at you and stops walking just before reaching the lecture hall, "So, you'll go with me?"

"As if I have a choice."

"Great! Tae said he-"

"____? I heard you were really sick." Mina approaches the two of you, her boyfriend not too far behind her, his eyes already fixed on you. Great.

You watch as he comes up closer to Mina, placing his arm around her waist and pulling her into him as his gaze bleeds into yours, "Glad to know you're feeling better, ____." 

His cold voice makes you shift your eyes away immediately, your face turning a shade of red that's starting to become all too familiar.

"Yes, I made her all better. Didn't I, honey?" Jimin leaned down and pressed a kiss to your cheek, which you respond to by pushing him away and slapping him on the chest.

"Don't put your lips anywhere near me."

He frowns and whines as you turn away from him, "Why? That's not what you told me to do yesterday."

"Are you drunk? Stop making stuff up and get to class." You don't bother turning around this time, heading into the lecture hall.

"Yah," You hear Mina slap Jimin, "what did you do to her?"

"Ah! S-stop hitting me! She's been like that since yesterday, it has nothing to do with me!"

The rest of the week carries on relatively fast, as you do nothing but study and go to your classes. Anytime Mina, Jimin, or anybody offers to hang out you decline. You haven't been in the mood and your reasoning was that same indecipherable feeling that still burned in your chest. Your nearest guess was that it had something to do with that damn piano Yoongi made you sit at, last Sunday. Bad memories resurfacing is enough to put anyone in this kind of mood, right? You can't even be bothered with the dozens of missed calls on your phone. You hadn't spoken to him in a year and you weren't about to break that record when simply seeing his name light up your phone filled you with dread.

"You're still coming?" Jimin raised an eyebrow at you, utterly surprised.

"I'm standing in front of you fully dressed and ready for a party and you're asking me if I'm bailing on you or not?"

"It's just, you haven't been in the brightest of moods this week. I thought, maybe you were having second thoughts."

You roll your eyes and push him out of the doorway so you can shut the door behind you and lock it. "Since when do you care if I have second thoughts about a party?"

"Since you don't seem okay," He whispers this time, a genuinely concerned expression dulling his features.

You put your arm around his and try to pull him along only to have him stop you, "I'm fine. Let's go have fun."

"Did someone break your heart, ____?"

You swivel your head back around, "What?"

"I don't know?" He scratched his head, "You seem so different lately. I mean you just said, 'Let's go have fun.' Normally, you hate being dragged to parties. You complain the whole time and ask me to take you home every five seconds."

You laugh and raise an eyebrow at the ridiculous assumption, "So, you think someone has broken my heart, simply because I'm taking your advice to have fun?"

"You-" He's cut off when your phone goes off. You pull it from your purse and quickly reject it.

"Telemarketers." You lie.

Looking at you seriously Jimin sighs, "I'm just worried. I don't want to take you to this party and you get super drunk and do something stupid cause you're sad." 

With a sigh and nod, you speak with an understanding ton, "I appreciate that you worry about me Minie, but I'm fine. I've just been stressed lately because of exams. I want to blow off some steam."

He looks at you hesitantly before nodding, not sure if he should believe you or not.

Jimin really is such a good friend. He genuinely cares so much, even for the smallest of things. But, despite what he thinks, this isn't your first time indulging in a party like this. Back when you were a freshman all you did was go to parties. Which is, for the most part, what made you hate them so much. You always did dumb things and alcohol didn't make your decision-making skills any better. You'd even started a pretty bad reputation for yourself, that you erased through the years of becoming a shut-in.

After arriving at the party Jimin led you to the drinks and the two of you had at least two full cups together before you decided you wanted to dance. The logical part of your brain was screaming to go home before doing something you'd regret, but that stinging feeling in your chest demanded it be fed and you didn't want to feel it anymore. You sure as hell didn't want to hear your anxiety ramping up because of it, so you drank just enough to null the noise.

You pull Jimin towards the dance floor, taking him by surprise, and making his drink sloshing in his cup, "Wait, I-"

"Since when does ____ dance?" A husky voice interrupts the two of you, making you turn your head, "Or know how to have fun for that matter?"

Tall, tanned, and handsome to the point of being downright beautiful, stood in the doorway of the kitchen watching you with an unreadable expression is Taehyung. You have to force your mouth shut to keep from gasping at the sight of him. Any other day, you'd duck your head and run at the sight of him - although, unfortunately for you - you've already consumed a hefty amount of alcohol.

"Whole new ____, right?" Jimin smiled, composing himself before patting your head and, to your surprise, making you jump.

"I'll say," Taehyung looks you up and down, "she's even dressed for the occasion."

"____, how about you go dancing with Taehyung? I promised Kookie I'd be his bodyguard tonight and I can't leave him hanging forever."

You glance up at Jimin then back at Taehyung. Again, under normal circumstances, you never in a million years would agree to dance with Taehyung, knowing damn well where it'd take you. You'd also be curious and confused as to why Jungkook would need a bodyguard, but - for like the billionth time - these weren't normal circumstances and all you did was nod.

"Just don't stay gone all night. You promised you wouldn't ditch me this time." 

Jimin laughs and pats your head endearingly again, "Sure thing, honey."

You reach up and pat Jimin on the cheek, returning the gesture by smiling brightly up at him. His eyes widen, not expecting you to return the teasing gesture, "Have fun, honey," 

"W-who are you?" Jimin's cheeks flush pink, but you only laugh before leaving him. You take Taehyung's arm in yours and he looks down at you with the same stunned expression, "Show me your best moves, Tae."

Excitement quickly replaces his awe and bubbling up in his eyes at this whole new side of you, "Yes, ma'am."

You pull him to the dance floor with you and once there you let your body do the talking as you move rhythmically to the best that vibrates through the house.

Taehyung just froze, his lips parting at the sight of you.

You're unable to contain a giggle at the sight of his dumbfounded expression, "What are you doing? Dance with me." You grab his hands and pull him to you, swaying your hips from side to side. 

Taehyung follows your instructions and begins moving with you, his hand moving to your hip as he leans in closer, "Since when are you not being a buzzkill?"

You pout your bottom lip at his use of words, "I'm not a buzzkill, I just haven't been in the mood up until now."

Taehyung laughs at your whiny response, his eyes falling on your lips, "You know? I never understood it before, but now it all makes sense."

"What does?"

"You and Jimin, I thought the two of you were complete opposites before and it didn't make any sense to me why he follows you around like a lost puppy." You move your hands up to his biceps and rest them on his shoulders. Your eyes urging him to continue, "The two of you are a lot more alike than I thought. You just bury it deep, while Jimin wears it on his sleeve."

You tilt your head, "And what exactly is it that I'm burying?"

"That thing that could get anyone into bed with you any time you want." He leans in, his deep voice sultry.

"Are you saying that only me and Jimin have that? You don't have it?"

"Well, obviously not. Otherwise, I would've had you in bed with me the day we met."

You shake your head and smirk at him. Might as well play along with him. "How do you know that it just doesn't work on me?"

"Tell me," He leaned in closer, "if Jimin were to seriously try fucking you - you wouldn't you be inclined to say yes?"

Your cheeks flush his use of words and the mere idea of them, but you laugh it off as the effects of alcohol starting to kick in, "Even if I were it would never be anything more than that, so I'd turn him down."

Taehyung pulls back, surprised, "Why?"

"Jimin is my best friend and like I said, sleeping with him would never be anything more than sleeping with him. I know that's the case for me, but I don't know if that's the case for Jimin. Whether he says it is or not, I couldn't trust what he says. If he felt differently, he would say whatever I wanted to hear, not the truth."

"Are you implying that he might fall for you? Because I think it's a bit too late for that." He chuckles and this time you roll your eyes.

"Me and Jimin find each other sexually attractive, but there's no romance. It's just friendship. People can easily mistake a great friendship for romance. I mean, even great sex can be misleading."

"So, what's the deal-breaker, huh? What is it that you and Jimin don't have?"

You stare at him for a moment, wondering to yourself why he's so interested in your relationship with Jimin before answering him, "There's no fire. No passion or pull between us."

His eyes flicker at your words, "You're not secretly in love with him and just pulling my leg, right?"

"What?" You burst into laughter, "Why is this so important to you?"

Taehyung's face stays serious as it flickers with something akin to lust, "____, when did you get so alluring? I thought you were an innocent virgin."

You try to bite back your laughter at his ridiculous statement and serious face. Surprisingly, he isn't all that good at flirting. His looks more than made up for what he's lacking though as his eyes have you leaning in closer. You put your lips next to his ear, your excuse being, so you wouldn't have to yell over the music, "I'm only alluring when I wanna allure someone, that doesn't make me a virgin."

"Really?" He put his other hand on the small of your back, "Does that mean you're trying to allure me right now?"

You frown, pulling away from him, "Trying?" 

His eyes turn dark at the loss of contact and he reaches to bring you back to him, but you only move further out of his reach, a smirk pulling up your lips, "If you want me, come and get me, Tae." 

He moves instantly, a smirk playing on his own lips as he follows you through the crowd of sweaty bodies until you're out of it and heading up the stairs of the frat house. You know exactly where you're leading him, but you weren't one to proudly admit you'd done this before. And if you were in your right mind right now you wouldn't be caught dead doing this again, especially with someone like Taehyung. Although, the closer your body gets to him the further the burning in your chest gets. It's fading into the background, just like you want.

You let him catch you at the top of the stairs and he wraps his arms around your waist, "What are you up to? Don't you know where these stairs lead?"

"I'm not sure. You wanna show me around?" You play dumb, preferring Taehyung not have any clue of your past endeavors.

He pushes you against the wall, hands roaming on your sides, "How drunk are you?"

"I've only had two or three drinks." Your breath catches in your throat when he lowers his mouth to your neck. Your hand moves to his hair and you close your eyes, savoring the way his teeth feel as they softly nip at you.

"So, you won't be mad if you wake up naked next to me in the morning?" 

You gasp as his tongue runs up the length of your neck, "I won't."

He hums softly in your ear before picking you up by your thighs, making it so you have to wrap your legs around his waist. He carries you to a nearby room and shuts the door behind him with his foot with - what appears to be - practiced ease. It doesn't bother you all too much though, seeing as you were only doing this to distract yourself, to begin with. You want all emotional baggage to be left at the door, or thrown out a window at this moment. You don't wanna think.

Taehyung drops you down onto the bed in the center of the room and you can't help but giggle as the force of the fall makes you bounce.

"Fuck," He smiles at you infectiously before lunging forward, his hands and lips devouring you, "you could easily make any man fall in love, ____."

A sharp throb stabs through your chest at his words, your smile falling as a distinct pair of dark eyes cross your mind. His hands move down your thighs and squeeze, pulling them apart to settle between them. Too lost in the remembrance of lingering stares and innocent touches, you don't even realize where your imagination has taken you as he presses his thigh against your core, coaxing a desperate moan out of you. Your eyes flutter shut as you let your arousal take over, pale fingertips run along your sides, his dark hair tickling your skin as he marks your neck, and his usual calm and gravelly voice growls as you mewl with desire.

"You sound so pretty." Just then his lips press to yours, his tongue running along your lower lip. 

Yoongi.

"Stop!" You push Taehyung off of you, panicked and breathless.

"What? What's wrong?" Taehyung sits up at the end of the bed on his knees, confused by the sudden rejection.

"I-I'm really sorry about this, but I need to go." You scramble off of the bed, fixing your clothes and hair.

Taehyung's quick to get up and follow after you, "Did I do something?"

"No, I-" You squeeze your eye's shut and shake your head in disbelief. Sure, you've fantasized about people before but never against your own will, let alone about your best friend's fucking boyfriend. "I'm not in the right head-space right now. I-" You pause glancing back at Taehyung, "You didn't do anything wrong."

He places his hand on your waist, "____, don't go. We don't have to do anything. We can just cuddle?"

"I need to go."

"What happened to you last night?! Why are people telling me they saw you going upstairs with Taehyung?! I never saw you for the rest of the night!" You wince pulling your phone away from your ear.

"I know, I'm sorry, okay? Could you stop yelling at me and let me explain?"

"Since when do you wanna fuck Taehyung?! I thought you hated him!"

"Jimin,"

"Alright, fine, let me hear your excuse."

"Last night I just wanted to have fun. It was nothing serious and I don't hate Taehyung. I just don't particularly like him or how he normally treats the girls he messes around with."

"Wha- You just wanted to have fun? Nothing serious? Where is the real ____ and what have you done with her?!" 

You roll your eyes, "I didn't even sleep with him. I walked out before things got that far."

"You walked out?" Jimin pauses, "Wait, why? What did he do?"

"He didn't do anything. I just-" Your eyes shift around your room nervously, "I wasn't as up for it as I thought I was."

He clicks his tongue, "____, the player. Never thought I'd see the day."

"Are we done now? I need to go."

"Go? It's Saturday. Where are you going? Oh, don't tell me you're going to finish the job!?"

"Goodbye, Jimin."

"No! Wait-"

You stand up from your bed after ending the call than walk over to your closet to sift through your clothes. You spend about thirty minutes doing that before groaning in frustration. What are you even doing? Normally, you'd just throw on the first thing you saw and head out the door.

You know what?

That is what you're doing.

You close your eyes and reach into your closet, grabbing the first thing you touch. This is fine, you tell yourself before shrugging off your pajamas and putting on the baggy hoodie with a pair of sweats. You then make your way back to your bed and grab your phone, you're heading to your door when you stop. You pull your hoodie up to your nose, smell it, and sigh before turning back around. It doesn't stink, in fact, it smells good, like freshly done laundry - but something about it annoys you and you refuse to leave with the boring smell.

Once you're finally satisfied you hurry out of your dorm and start in the direction of Yoongi's penthouse. So many factors are yelling at you to turn around and go back home, but you refuse to listen. Your pace even picks up as the tall building comes into view. 

Message from Min Yoongi-8:59am: Why are you so late??

You-9:05am: I'm here

You step out of the elevator, your nerves getting the better of you as you hesitate to knock on the door. You really shouldn't be here. You should be anywhere but here. As you're contemplating just turning around and leaving, the door swings open to reveal a very irritated Yoongi.

His hair is neatly combed through and shorter than when you last saw him, although it still hangs just slightly above his eyes.

"Why the hell are you so late?" His words are blunt, as usual, but that's not what makes you avoid his gaze. It's the images that pop into your head from last night that make you stare at your own two feet in petrifying embarrassment, thinking, maybe he can read your mind if you look at him.

"Sorry, I don't really have an excuse." Your voice comes out small, making it so Yoongi has to lean in to understand you.

He furrows his brow and sniffs the air as he does, then raises an eyebrow at you, "Is that perfume?"

Your eyes dart up to his face and you blink at him several times, "What?"

A smirk pulls up his lips, "Are you wearing perfume?"

"No! Why would I be wearing perfume?" You panic, confused as to how to respond to this.

"I don't know, you tell me?" He leans against his door frame and crosses his arms over his chest smugly. You can't help but let your gaze linger, finding everything he does far too attractive for someone who's supposed to be his girlfriend's best friend. 

You shift your eyes away from him shamefully with a frown and push past him, feeling your cheeks warm-up, "Can we just work on the song now that I'm here?"

Yoongi hums and turns around to face you, shutting the door as he does, "It smells nice. What is it? Vanilla?"

"J-just shut up." You walk away from him towards his couch to sit down before pulling out your laptop. 

"You know?" Yoongi startles you as he leans onto the back of the couch behind you, "You still haven't listened to that part on the piano I've been slaving away on." He speaks in that same condescending tone he used over the phone when you were sick, only this time it doesn't make your blood boil, it makes your stomach turn.

"I never said I wanted you to do that."

"You also never said you didn't, so I did." You feel Yoongi tapping his finger against the couch impatiently, a clear sign he's starting to get annoyed with you.

"Well, go play it." You bark back in a whiny manner, wanting the subject to just go away, "I'll hear it from here."

No, you wouldn't, you planned on covering your ears.

"____," Yoongi says your name firmly and your whole body goes rigid. Your imagination is running off with you again. Of all times, seriously? "stop acting childish. I need you to sing the part while I play, to get a good feel of how it will sound."

You shake your head, actual panic setting in as you finally stand back up, turning to face him, "No, I don't want the piano in the song."

"Why are you just now saying this? I've been working on this all week."

"I-I-" You frantically scour your brain for an alibi, "I just don't wanna!" You cringe at the stupid excuse and watch nervously as Yoongi narrows his eyes at you.

"Are you six years old? Come on," He starts to walk towards the hallway.

"I don't like the piano! Okay?! Can't you just leave it be!" You scream, the sheer terror you felt finally emerging in your voice and shocking Yoongi to a halt. Tears began streaming down your face rapidly. You probably looked ridiculous, crying over a damn piano, an object that couldn't even physically harm you, but you're unable to control your tears.

"____,"

You drop your laptop onto the couch and without saying a word you rush back around the couch and past Yoongi, heading for the door. Hoping he won't follow, you slam the door behind you just to hear it open again a second later. 

"____, stop!" You push the elevator button several times, urgently praying that it gets there soon while you try your best to quell your inner trauma, "We don't have to include the piano. I can find something else."  You stare blankly at the elevator doors, "Hey," He reaches for you, his hand landing on your shoulder. 

You jerk your arm away and when you speak it's barely above a whisper, "Just leave me alone."

He watches you for a moment before hesitantly bringing his hand up to your face, turning you to look at him. You let him wipe your tears before pushing his hand away, "Fine, I'll take the stairs."

He stops you, grabbing your wrist, "Are you seriously angry over a fucking piano? What's next? A harmonica?"

You let out a dry laugh, "Excuse me?"

"You heard me."

"Alright," You yank your wrist away from him, "I'm done with this. Don't expect me to show up here anymore." You head ticks to the side before you turn on your heels to take the stairs, "I'd rather fail."

"Yah, ____!" You ignore him, but you can hear him following you just before his hand grabs yours, stopping you in your tracks again, "You-"

Your phone cuts him off, ringing loudly, and filling the thick air around the two of you. You pull your hand out of his, ignoring the way it makes your skin tingle. You reach into your pocket for your phone and reject the call, knowing exactly who it is without looking at the caller ID.

"Who was that?" Yoongi leans toward you, trying to get a peek at your phone, but you push him away by his chest.

"It's none of your business." 

He doesn't respond, his hard eyes just glancing down at the hand that's now against his chest. When Yoongi gets close to you - you can't think properly, so the further the better, but when he lifts his eyes back to yours, you realize that the physical contact is much worse than the lack of space. 

Your face blossoms with color and you quickly try to yank your hand away, recalling where your mind took you last night. Yoongi is quicker though as his fingers wrap around your wrist. You hold your breath, praying that he can't hear how loudly your heart is beating as his eyes bore into yours. All you can do is stare back, unable to move, say, or do anything. It's like he's a magnet and you're metal.

He moves in closer until you can feel his minty breath against your lips and you inhale sharply when his long fingers gently graze against your forearm. Unconsciously, your hand fist his shirt, your eye's still refusing to leave his intense ones as he begins to close the space between you, "Do you want me to stop?"

Your other hand moves up to his shoulder, gripping tightly as if willing yourself to push him away, but it's as if all your strength has left your body and you can't. His hand moves up to your jaw, his thump caressing your flushed skin, and your eyes flutter shut at the feeling. It's nothing like you'd imagined, completely different. He's way more intoxicating.

"If you want me to stop, all you have to do it say so." When his lips move you can almost feel them brush against yours from the close proximity - the space between you disappearing as his lips meet yours and any ounce of logical thought leaves you. You helplessly lean into his warmth and he hums in response. Heat pools in your stomach at the sound and your fingers move through his hair, nails softly grazing against his scalp. It's like the part of you that knows how wrong this is has evaporated. It isn't until his tongue swipes against your bottom lip that you feel yourself fall back to reality.

You pull away from him like you've been burned, noticing the tears brimming in your eyes only after the fact. The longer you look up at Yoongi the more hysterical you become. 

"I-" He stops, his eyes falling on your neck, "Where did those come from?"

"I-I need to leave." You push past him just as the elevator doors open, ignoring the simmering rage you caught in his voice as it made you feel like someone had just tugged on your heart.

"____-"

"You have a girlfriend, Yoongi!" Your second outburst of the day causes him to flinch and pull his hand away from your arm, "I'm leaving."

You want to throw up, bang your head against a wall, and reprimand yourself on how utterly stupid you are all at once. All you really do wis click the button for the first floor though, while avoiding looking back up at Yoongi.

"I'm sorry."

That's the last thing you hear before the doors close and the elevator begins carrying you down.

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a/n: plz go easy on me this is my first time attempting any form of smut and i had to rewrite it several times cause it made me a lil nervous 😖👉👈

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[sevenshoneybuddhachips]

Hi! I've loved reading your hc's so far, keep it up!

I was wondering if you could write about the RFA + saeran going on a holiday together to a tropical island or something like that after everything has been worked out? You could do it with just MC or all of them together, whichever you prefer <3

It'd also be nice if you could include V and Vandy but I totally get if you're still feeling a bit uncomfortable writing them :)

zen: - He really enjoys the attention that he’s getting when he’s at the beach lolol - but your attention matters the most to him, of course <3 he just likes the validation - it’s been forever since you guys have had a break, so he’s definitely gonna take this opportunity to do everything that he can!!! - which… might mean you get burnt out in one day lolol - but he’s willing to just spend some days in your hotel if you want to !! - and do other things ?? ;0 - he takes you to a fancy restaurant just as an excuse to see you dressed up :))) - overall he really enjoys the quality time he spends with you!! A lot of the time you guys are just working together, so being able to relax and just spend time in each others company is his favorite thing about the trip <33 Yoosung: - he feels very nervous HJBHJBSRG - of course, you guys have been living together for awhile, and you are used to each others presence - but, you know him - he gets flustered over everything - at the beach, he’s constantly looking away from you - it’s not because he’s avoiding you or anything, he’s just Extremely nervous and seeing you in a swimsuit makes him ;;;;; - in the end though, he lightens up and begins to enjoy himself :)) - you visit the arcade !! and ofc he wants to give it a try - if you wanted him to, he’d try to win you a plushie from the crane machine - key word try - but it’s cute to watch him struggle >:) Jaehee: - she is Very Much happy about this - she spent many a day at her old job daydreaming about white sands and relaxing on an island - and now she can do that!!! - but having you along with her makes that fantasy even better - she absolutely loves the beach !!! - she feels a little awkward about wearing a swimsuit but she gets over it when she feels the water HOOSOKFP - making a sandcastle, playing beach volleyball - she feels like she’s living out parts of her childhood that she never got to live :)) - she’s definitely into sight seeing as well - there’s a mountain on the island that she was Very insistent on seeing - and God was it worth it - it might have been the altitude but seeing her surrounded by that scenery was breathtaking :))

Jumin: - in all honesty trips don’t mean that much to him - he can call on his private jet whenever he wants, after all- perks of being rich - but for some reason, when he saw your face light up at the thought of being able to visit a tropical island? - this trip meant the world to him - he planned every detail (he got jaehee to do it but..) - he wanted to make sure that you would enjoy every aspect of the trip that they could encounter!! - part of those details was… renting a private beach - it was mostly so that  you would have the beach to yourself- - but also, so that he wouldn’t have to deal with paparazzi taking pictures for their magazines - he avoids the water the whole time JKSNRGJK .. he doesn’t particularly like the feeling of the ocean - but he does enjoy watching you from afar - also you Bet this mf has the best restaurants lined up for you - best formalwear he could find for you; he wants to make you feel like royalty = and with this man? You do. Seven: - seven likes the idea of having a vacation - key word: idea - this boy is still very uncomfortable being in public spaces - you can’t just get someone who’s spent 90% in front of a computer to be comfortable in tourist spots immediately, y’know? - so he’s definitely kinda tense - thankfully!! He has you there to help him relax a bit - and he is going to cling to you the entire time entirely because of that fact lol - but eventually he does lighten up and start having fun!! - u guys rent a floaty and he flips you off of it lol - most of all though he likes the hotel - while he’s stayed in them for his old job many times it feels different when he’s not putting his life on the line akjsngjk - just laying with you in bed, watching TV and cuddling you while the sun shines onto his skin through the window is probably the calmest he’s ever felt in his life - it’s amazing, and it makes him want to feel like this for the rest of his life