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𝖬𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖬𝗒 𝖧𝗎𝗌𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽

𝖯𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀: 𝖢𝗁𝗎𝗎𝗒𝖺 𝖭𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗑 GN! 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

𝖠/𝖭: 𝖲𝗈, 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖨 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗅! 𝖨'𝗆 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾! 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗀, "𝖬𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖬𝗒 𝖧𝗎𝗌𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽," 𝖻𝗒 𝖬𝗂𝗍𝗌𝗄𝗂. 𝖤𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒! ♥︎

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾𝖽.

𝖨𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗅𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖠𝗂𝗌𝗅𝖾, 𝖢𝗁𝗎𝗎𝗒𝖺 𝖭𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇-𝗍𝗈-𝖻𝖾 𝗁𝗎𝗌𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝗎𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗎𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖢𝗁𝗎𝗎𝗒𝖺, 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝖽𝗎𝗆𝖻 𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾, 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗂𝗋𝖼𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖢𝗁𝗎𝗎𝗒𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗆𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌, 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖯𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝖬𝖺𝖿𝗂𝖺. 𝖳𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗅𝖾, 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋.

𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝗍 𝖢𝗁𝗎𝗎𝗒𝖺'𝗌. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗒, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽. 𝖮𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖯𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖾𝖼𝗁, 𝖢𝗁𝗎𝗎𝗒𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗏𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗏𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒, 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌, "𝖸/𝖭 𝖫/𝖭, 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖸/𝖭 𝖭𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺, 𝖨 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝖨 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖨 𝗆𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗐, 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖨 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗐𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌. 𝖨 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗒𝖺𝗅. 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗐𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗎𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗋𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗌𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍. 𝖨 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗂𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝗇, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽. 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌," 𝖧𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗏𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗏𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍, 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗐𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗏𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆, "𝖢𝗁𝗎𝗎𝗒𝖺 𝖭𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺, 𝖨 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗎𝗌𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽. 𝖳𝗈 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾, 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅. 𝖨 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗎𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝖿𝖾, 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝖽𝖺𝗒, 𝖨 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝖽𝗏𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖨'𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾. 𝖨 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾. 𝖳𝗈 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒. 𝖨 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗐𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖾," 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗌𝗎𝗂𝗍.

𝖥𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖯𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖼𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗎𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖢𝗁𝗎𝗎𝗒𝖺 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗆𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗈 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖼��𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.

𝖠𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗒, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖢𝗁𝗎𝗎𝗒𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝗄 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝖼𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉,

"𝖫𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗀𝗈 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾. ��𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗐𝖾, 𝖸/𝖭 𝖭𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺...?"

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iikkeee · 1 year

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Can you do a one shot where Ajax cheats on you with Enid and Wednesday comes to the rescue?

Cara Mia || w. addams

Wednesday x reader fluff!

Summary: When Wednesday see Ajax and Enid being suspicious she sets off to find out what they're hiding from you.

Warnings: Ajax and Enid being assholes, cheating, betrayal

A/n: I really hope you guys enjoy this one, sorry if its not that good, I'm currently sick and rotting in bed lmao, and i'm a little busy with school work and stuff. This was so hard for me to write because Enid and Ajax would never, anyways this is mostly in Wednesday's point of view so sorry if its a bit more challenging to read lol

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You laid casually across Wednesday's, a book residing gently in your hands. She sat quietly still, her hands occasionally moving to brush through your hair. You hummed quietly enjoying the peace around you, that was until a whole crowd of people rushed in sitting right beside you, on the libraries tables and seats. "Hey" Ajax said leaning close to you, "hi" you replied, propping up your elbows up on the table, he chuckled before giving you a kiss, which you accepted wholeheartedly. You laid the reminder of your legs on his lap "Your affection makes me sick" Wednesday said scoffing "In a good way I hope" You replied giggling. "Don't think so.." Enid replied looking over Wednesday's shoulder, a small glint in her eye. Wednesday rolled her eyes before letting out a small chuckle "Made you laugh!" You said getting up and punching her shoulder. "Wow you guys look like a couple more than Y/n and Ajax do" Xavier grinned "Woah calm down Wednesday, I only have one girlfriend. I can't have you stealing her" Ajax teased putting his hands in the air, you laughed leaning onto his shoulder. "Regardless, Y/n and Ajax do make a good couple" Xavier stated. "I agree" Wednesday replied giving you and the boy beside you a small smile. "Yeah...haha" Enid chuckled awkwardly, her hands fidgeting as she tried to focus on the small book in front of her. You brushed off her behavior and went back to joking around, enjoying you free period.

Little did you know that one of your best friends and your boyfriend whom you trusted with everything were having a relationship right behind your back. Wednesday shifted her eye between the beanie wearing boy and the bright blonde haired girl, she narrowed them as she noticed their sly looks at each other. Enid was never a good liar, she wore her heart on her sleeve and you could easily get something out of her if you just asked, she was an open book, just like the one residing on her lap that she surely had not payed attention to with the boy in the room. She scoffed silently to herself, she knew something was up, she just had to find out what it was. Noticing the disgusted look on Wednesday you whispered to her "Hey, what's wrong?" "its nothing" she replied squeezing your hand.

Soon the bell rang and you looked at the clock on your phone "Well look like we have to go" you said jumping off the table and taking Ajax's hand, pulling him with you "Bye guys" Ajax said waving them off as he made his way to the door, you pushed him back and waved to the others "Remember if you hurt her, i'll hurt you back" Wednesday said waving with a straight face "I'll remember that" Ajax said winking to her "Bye guys" Enid giggled as she hit Wednesday in the side. You laughed before skipping outside of the door with Ajax. "Wednesday you can't say things like that" Enid said sighing "Whatever" Wednesday replied as she jumped off the table and walked to the door "where are you going?" Enid asked curiously her head tilted. "None of your business" The black haired girl replied as she walked outside, her cold demeanor made Enid shiver. Wednesday couldn't fathom talking to the other girl if she didn't know what was going on between her and Ajax.

When school was over, Wednesday made her way to her shared dorm, slacked her bag onto the floor next to her desk. She took out her type writer and put her paper in planning to use her writing time wisely. She couldn't type as she thought more and more about Enid's suspicious behavior towards Ajax. As she typed the only words that went on the page were the horrible things she would do to the bubbly girl and relaxed boy if they were to hurt you in any capacity. She would die for you and if they wouldn't...then they didn't deserve you. She sighed as she looked at the mess she had made with her paper reaching to the floor, each page filled with gory details, she picked them up harshly and crumbled them as she threw it into the small black trashcan next to her. When she did so Enid entered the room, she hummed as she looked through an envelope. She plopped on her bed, her leg's swinging in the air as she giggled at the contents. Wednesdays eyes shifted as she glance at the letter, she was only able to see some of it from where she was sitting, it was in a heart shape.

"oh hey Wednesday, I didn't even notice you were there" Enid said turning her head to look at the gloomy girl, she nodded in response. Who was the letter from? Wednesday had never heard Enid talk about a boy other than Ajax romantically. But once you and him got together, Enid didn't speak about him in that way. It was strange, Wednesday cleared her throat and continued to write. She took small peaks at the colorful girl. "Should I wear pink or rainbow today?" Enid asked pointing to her eyelids "Why does it matter?" Wednesday muttered "No reason, just want to look good" She replied. Enid changed into a pretty skirt and shirt, her face plastered with colorful makeup, her hair curled, and her claws colored a bright pink. She hummed as she twirled in the mirror before reaching for the handle, her hands moving to her phone to send a a text. "Well I'm off" She muttered, as she waved at the black haired girl, her eyes never moving from her phone. "Where to?" She asked her curiously "No where important" Enid replied her face turning pale.

You laid in your bed cuddling your boyfriend as you both watched a movie. Ajax held you close to him, his body heat keeping you warm "This is nice" He muttered giving you a kiss on the forehead "Yeah" you replied giving him a small peck. Suddenly you heard a phone notification, you opened your phone to find that it wasn't it yours, you looked curiously to your boyfriend as he grabbed his, turning his back away from you her opened his phone. "Oh shit, I gotta go" Ajax said propping himself up on your bed "What happened?" You asked getting up worriedly "Something with Xavier" Ajax sighed as he got up from the bed, putting his shoes on "I should come too then" You replied already placing your shoes on as well. "No it's fine you stay here, love you" He said giving you a quick peak before rushing out of the room ''love you too..." You muttered as he was already out of the door.

For a while things like that were happening, recently more often than not. Whenever you and Ajax were together he would suddenly have to go, whether it was his family, Xavier, or who knows whom he always asked you to stay and just left. You hugged yourself on your bed and paused the movie you were watching, what was going on? You trusted Ajax with your whole heart but what was going on...?

Wednesday locked the door before rushing to Enid's side of the room, quickly rummaging through her drawers as she tried to find the envelope, she scoffed as she touched tried not to the touch the colorful thing she had, Thing snuck onto her shoulder quietly motioning her to stop "What thing?" Wednesday scoffed "Somethings up with her and I have to find out what it is" She replied, the hand retaliated and helped her, as he rummaged through drawers too. He quickly tapped Wednesday on the shoulder showing her the heart shaped envelop, "gross..." She mumbled before following the hand towards the bottom drawer, she opened it to find more of them, some just simple pieces of paper and other envelops, she rummaged through them, there had to be hundreds of them. She opened the one that Enid was reading just before and out slipped a picture of Ajax and Enid together, they were sitting next to each other on a bench. Ajax had his arm wrapped around the girl as he kissed her cheek, Wednesdays eyebrows furrowed as she looked to read the note.

"Meet me at 8 <3" was all it read "No way...he cheating on Y/n with Enid...." She said, she was furious...how could anyone do such a thing to you. You were perfect. Nobody should ever do anything to hurt you, Wednesday thought as she crumbled the paper in her hand. Thing ran around expressing what felt like horror as he stepped on the other notes. "Come on thing, we have to tell Y/n" She sighed getting up, Thing hopped on her shoulder and she took the photo she found with her. She had remembered that bench, it was hidden from the public, near the back of the school. Most people didn't know where it was and teachers never bothered to check it, if they were meeting up it was bound to be there.

She tiptoed around before heading to where the bench was, she peeked from behind a pole making she she wasn't visible to whoever was there. There stood Enid who paced around, she hurriedly looked down at her phone, seemly just checking the time. Wednesday's eyes narrowed as she looked at the colorful haired girl. "Sorry i'm late" she heard a familiar voice say, she leaned her head in a little closer to see Ajax standing there, Enid's hands in his. "Why were you?" Enid said pouting "I had to get away from Y/n" He said rolling his eyes "When are you going to leave her" Enid scoffed as she let go of his hand and sat on the bench "Soon." He sighed as he made his way next to her, his arm reaching around her back as he snuggled her closer. "Good, you know I love you more then she does" Enid said caressing his cheek "I know, that why I love you more" Ajax chuckled, as he leaned in closer to her, their lips met and they kissed each other hungrily as if this was their last day.

Wednesday couldn't bear to watch as she quickly walked away into the school dorms, she slumped to the ground breathing heavily, she could not believe she had just witnessed such a scene. Thing ran around in fright, he couldn't believe his best friend Enid could do such a horrid thing. "Y/n..." Wednesday managed to say as she got up and walked to your dorm, knocking on it frantically. "Woah what is it?" You asked opening it to reveal the black haired girl, she breathed heavily and slumped into your arms, you held her tightly but she let go of you quickly, standing straight "Ajax, he's cheating on you" Was all she said and your world shattered in seconds "what...no.. he would never do that" you said as you felt tears streaming down you face, please let it be a dream, please was all you thought as you quivered. Wednesday pulled you into a tight hug, she pulled you towards your bed and sat down, taking you with her. You sobbed into her chest and she held you close, her fingers combing through your hair as you let your emotions come through.

You loved him so much, how could he ever do a thing, and it was worse....he did it with one of your best friends, One that you trusted with all your secrets and loved with all your heart, how could they both do something to hurt you. You sniffled as your sadness turned to anger "Where are they?" You growled "Y/n..." Wednesday sighed sympathetically "please." You said squeezing her hand. She shock her head before taking your hand and leading you outside. She let you go first and you looked around before your eyes landed on the two on the bench. They made out as their limbs mixed together, you huffed as you felt yourself become more angry.

"What the fuck?" You yelled as you made your way in front of them Wednesday and thing trailing behind you, they quickly shot up from the bench "No no no... babe this isn't what it looks like" Ajax pleaded his hand going to hold yours "Don't fucking touch me ever again" you yelled quickly slapping his hand away "Please baby..." He said trying again, Wednesday grabbed his hand squeezing it tigthly at his wrist, he winced at the pain, she could almost break it. "Y/n..." Enid plead "Don't even get me started on you, you knew we were dating. Why would you do this to me. I thought we were friends" You said tears coming out of your eyes. Enid looked to the ground, your words hurt her deeply inside "It was a one time thing, I was going to end it" Ajax said shaking his hand away from Wednesday while holding it to stop the pain. "One time thing?" Enid scoffed suddenly mad at the man standing beside her "It happened more than once, he was going to break up with you, not me" Enid said suddenly becoming truthful to you. Your eyes shifted between them, you could never forgive them for what had happened "It doesn't matter who started it or who was going to break up with who" Wednesday shouted her arms coming to support you as you cried.

"Listen Y/n, I know what i did was horrible and I don't want you to forgive me...just know that me and him are over now" Enid said rolling her eyes before stomping away "Wait Enid..." Ajax said quickly trying to follow her, forgetting that you were standing right there. You sobbed as you thought about how much he cared for her more than you "Go Ajax." Wednesday said blankly. "Its clear you like her more than Y/n" She scoffed "We're done Ajax, don't ever talk to me again" You shouted. Wednesday quickly took you inside to your dorm room. Thank god you didn't have a roommate, who would have to deal with your crying. You sobbed as she tucked you into your bed, she gave you a sympathetic smile as she leaned against your bed, she crouched down. "Please don't leave me alone" You whispered to her, pulling her onto your bed. "Okay..." was all she said before she slipped into the sheets and held you close to her. You relaxed into her arms as you resided on her chest, it was soothing hearing her heart beat.

You both laid there, you thought of how just hours prior you were sitting in the same bed expect with Ajax. But this time it felt right, something about Wednesday's aura made you feel relaxed and calm, you felt like you would safe if you just stayed in her arms. You looked at her to she her eyes closed, she looked so cute, you assumed she probably had dozed off. Her chest was steady as she held you close, you nuzzled more into her as you propped yourself up so that you were staring at her. You moved your hand to her cheek, gently tracing her soft features, you finger stopped at her lip. You didn't know what it was but you felt an attraction her, more than ever. You looked at her lips before leaning in and giving them a small peak, her eye shot open and your were about to pull away before she held you close to her and moved her lips gently across yours. You held each other for a while, you lips matched at the same pace, it were as if they were made for each other. You had never felt this way with anyone else.

You both pulled away, as your stared into each other eyes. You breathed heavily she held your face in her hands. "Cara mia..." She whispered "Mon cher..." you replied back with a small smile, she smiled before pulling you back into a kiss. This felt right, and you knew you would be much more happier with Wednesday. You knew she would never betray you like Ajax and Enid did. She told you everything, even if it caused you pain.

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graveyard-stray · 2 months

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Bedtime Story | Obi-Wan Kenobi x GN Reader

Synopsis: Obi-Wan tells the younglings the story of a courageous Jedi Knight who has saved him in battle quite a few times.

Includes: fluff!, battle, VERY small cameo from my own personal Star Wars OC, Sassy reader, Rex is a little shit but we love him, ONE use of Y/N, Clone Wars & ROTS era Obi-Wan, italics are flashback!

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Word count: 2.4K

The door to the younglings common area closed with a thud as Obi-Wan entered the room, a soft smile on his lips as he brought the young Jedi back from their afternoon training session.

Obi-Wan wasn’t usually tasked with teaching the younglings but Yoda was a bit busy so he took up the responsibility without complaint. As they returned to the main area he was about ready to send them off to their quarters to turn in for the night. “Okay young ones, it’s time to head off to bed for the evening. I’ll see you all in the morning.” He said with a smile.

As he turned to leave the room he felt a small tug on the bottom of his robes. He tilted his head down to see one of the younger children tugging on the bottom softly in order to get his attention. “Master Kenobi…can you tell us a story?” Mumbled the small voice.

He chuckled a bit, “a story? About what exactly?” He asked, squinting down to get on the child’s level. “One of your awesome adventures!” Another kid chimed, this one on the older side.

Obi-Wan thought for a moment before it finally hit him, “oh I’ve got the perfect story for you all” he decides before moving to sit in a comfortable seat on the far end of the room. All the younglings quickly scurry to gather around him, sat all over the floor smiling and visibly excited for a tale.

“This is the story of one of the bravest Jedi knights I know. They have saved me more times than I’d like to admit!” He explains, leaning forward to further engage and interest the kids. “One of the bravest things they have done was at the very start of the war.” he starts. “We were in a fierce battle on the planet Felicia, a beautiful colorful planet that at this time was crawling with droids! And we were surrounded!” he began to tell the story to the beaming younglings

The battlefield is loud, Obi-Wan and You are surrounded by at least 100 B1 battle droids with seemingly no way out.

Obi-Wan backed up till he felt himself bump into you. His head turns but his body stays in a battle ready stance. “Seems like we are in a bit of a situation here.” Obi-Wan pointed out. You rolled your eyes at him, also in a ready stance. “Oh you don’t say!” Your tone is very clearly sarcastic and you lean against his back for support, your tired and struggling to catch your breathe.

“Sorry dear, just trying to lighten the mood.” he apologizes briefly. “So, you got any plans?” You roll your eyes again at this. “Do I have any plans? I thought you were the genius council member. Your lucky your pretty” you joked, agreeing that maybe a joke to calm you both wasn’t horrible in this situation, it always benefited you to stay calm.

He let out a low chuckle, “alright alright, we could always just charge and see what happens” he suggests. You shrug at this, “I mean we could but we are a bit outnumber” you point out. “Ya know we could-“ you started

You hear a voice that breaks you both from this side conversation and interrupts you, “why are you just standing there! Drop your weapons!” One of the droids yell. This turns Obi-Wans head sharply towards the source of the voice. “Didn’t your mother ever teach you it’s rude to interrupt people!” he said with a shocked tone before quickly charging towards the group of droids and attacking them.

You rub a hand over your face in defeat, “charge it is then.” You say to yourself before taking on the droids that you had been facing.

The two of you were doing a very decent job holding your own in this battle. Obi-Wan had always been very skilled with his lightsaber and general martial arts, his fighting always reminded you of a dance and this was something you admired about him. You on the other hand were also good with your saber but were a bit less elegant and focused more on the force. A talented force wielder you managed to rip plenty of droid heads off their bodies in quite a short amount of time.

Just as the two of you thought you were in the clear and safe from the droid attack, another wave hit. At Least two hundred more droids came at you from all angles and once again the two of you found yourselves surrounded.

“This is your last chance. Surrender or be exterminated.” one of the droids said, in their usual robotic tone. Obi-Wan turned to you, “I’m not sure we have another option.” He confessed. But you wouldn't give up so easily. You frantically looked around the area for anything that could possibly help you in this situation, and that’s when you spotted it. There was a ledge near by, it was high up but if the two of you could just make it up there you would be able to get away with ease.

You grabbed onto Obi-Wans arm. “Aww you know I don’t mind you holding on to me love, but there is no need to be frightened.” He attempted to comfort. “Dont flatter yourself Kenobi. I’m getting us out of this mess.” You said before tightening your grip on him and using the force to jump the both of you high into the air. Obi-Wan let out quite the yell at the surprised and you would feel bad if it wasn’t for the fact he screamed like a girl and it was quite funny.

As you managed to land on the ledge you both tumbled to the ground from the momentum and the fact that your not used to force jumping with another person. “God you know I hate flying.” He grumbled as he got himself off the ground. “Yeah, ya know a simple thanks for saving my life would’ve worked too.” You scolded. He chuckled and planted a kiss on your temple, “Yes yes, thank you for saving me.”

the two of you looked down at the swarm of droids below who were no frantically searching for you. “We should probably get going.” You figured. He nodded and hummed in agreeance.

Thankfully a rescue ship had already been dispatched and took little time finding the two of you stranded out on the planet. It landed nearby and you ran over just excited to get home and into your beds.

“Welcome back Master Kenobi and Commander [Y/N] .” Said Rex as the two of you boarded the ship. “Ah Captain Rex, never thought I’d be so happy to see your face!” You said with a grin as you took a seat in the common area of the ship. “When I heard the two of you were in some trouble I knew I had to come down and see the sight for myself!” He explained. Obi-Wan rolled his eyes, “of course, truly insistent on our failure aren’t you.”

“Only when I’m bored” Rex responded with a chuckle. He leaned back in his seat as another one of the clones came in from the cockpit, “We are going to liftoff now sir. Are we heading back to Coruscant?” He asked Rex, who just nodded. “Alright, enjoy the flight” the soldier nodded before turning on his heel and heading back to the cockpit.

You all sat in silence for a moment before Obi-Wan asked, “How exactly did you hear about us being trouble anyway?” Rex smiled, “Anakin. Him and that girl he always hangs around were headed to come find you but I insisted they let me come instead. Told them they have much better things to do then clean up after their old masters!” He smiled. You nodded, “Ah of course, those two always can be found together. Well I guess I’m grateful for it in this instance since you saved our asses!”

Obi-Wan quirked a brow at this. “He saved our asses? Far from it, it was you who save us!” he said with almost shocked expression. “They saw we were surrounded and launched us into the air and onto that ledge you found us on. Without them we would’ve been toast!” He exclaimed.

“Oh I mean it wasn’t really that impressive I just got us out of the way is all.” You said humbly, propping your legs up on a footrest. Obi-Wan interjected, “and humble too, truly the finest Jedi you’ll ever find!” He praised. Rex laughed out loud and the two of you looked at his confused.

“God no wonder your padawans are so obsessed with each other, look at how the two of you act with one another! Like an old married couple!” He insisted. You both got a bit red in the face because, you basically were an old married couple. Of course you weren’t actually married but you might as well be. Rex didn’t know this, I mean how could he, but the fact he noticed something at all between the two of you definitely had you a bit anxious.

Obi-Wan shook his head, “No we are not, that’s ridiculous. I am simply thankful that they saved my life that’s all.” He insisted. “Anakin and Kaya are simply the way they are because they are both very strange creatures.” He elaborated. Rex laughed again, “well I can’t disagree with you there! Anyway, we should have a bit of time till we land so I suggest the two of you take some time to rest up, I trust you’ll have some meetings to attend to when we arrive home.” Rex advised. You agreed but Obi-Wan just sighed. His hatred for anything business related sometimes would out way his love of being a Jedi.

“And that, young children, is the end!” Obi-Wan announced as he leaned back in his chair. He was expecting to be met with claps or excitement but instead he was met with booing and complaints. “We want more!” “What happened to the Jedi knight?” “Who are they!?” were all yelled almost ontop of each other from the crowd of younglings. He was a bit taken aback by the reaction.

He threw up his hands defensively, “woah woah slow down one at a time kids!” He tried to calm the situation of the rowdy children. “Okay, said Jedi knight is fine! They are still a knight and went on to do a lot more good during the war and they still do good to this day. Nothing else to be said!” He answered definitely.

Another groan could be heard, “what was their name!” Asked one of the older kids. “None of your business.” Answered Obi-Wan. “But I wanna know! Please master Kenobi!” The child begged.

Obi-Wan just shook his head, “you must learn patience and to not dwell on such trivial things.” He insisted- which was really just his own clever way of avoiding the question. For some reason he felt like it would be obvious his feelings for you if he mentioned that it was you he spoke of, and he feared the kids mentioning his stories about you to you when they saw you. But much to his dismay….

“Ehem.” A voice cleared sounded as someone cleared their throat. All the children’s heads turned quickly to the source of the sound which came from the door to the room. Leaned against the doorway was the same Jedi Obi-Wan was oh so familiar with. “You telling stories about me in here Kenobi?” your voice echoed in the large room.

The children looked from you back to Obi-Wan and began giggling almost knowingly. He got flustered, “oh uh well the kids wanted to hear a story from my adventures so I figured…ya know we’ve been on a lot together so it was really inevitable and. How long have you been standing there..?” He asked.

You chuckled at his embarrassment, “pretty much the whole time. I appreciate the tales of my heroism though but you left out all the times you’ve saved me.” You noted. Obi-Wan turned back to the children, “see kids, as humble as ever!” Which caused the kids to laugh some more.

“Anyway it’s time for you all to be off to bed isnt it. Go on now! You’ve got training with master yoda bright and early tomorrow.” He said, crossing his arms and motioning with his head to the younglings private quarters.

They all groaned but shuffled away to their rooms, a few “good nights” could be heard from the exiting crowd. As the door to the private area slid shut, Obi-Wan felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to face you and wrapped his arms around you, leaning his head on your shoulder. “Gosh those children truly drive me wild sometimes.” He comments and you nod in agreeance. “Yeah well don’t all children.” You added which made him laugh.

“Didn’t realize you liked me saving you so much Kenobi” You teased, leaving a peck on his cheek. He brings his head away from your shoulder to look at you and you can see his cheeks go a bit pink again, “what can I say, after saving so many others it’s nice to be the damsel in distress every now and again.” he defends. “Yeah well if you ever need saving. You know I’ll be there.” You promise, putting your hand in his hair as he rests his head against you once more.

“My knight in shining armor” he mumbled as you two stood there alone for a moment, relishing in the peaceful times like this you got to share oh so rarely. “Well I think it’s time we get off to bed aswell.” You added, noting how physically tired he seemed after the long day you knew he had.

He stood up fully, “yeah your probably right, like always.” he agreed as he took your hand in his. “I’m just glad we convinced them to let us share a room, or all these sleepovers would look very suspicious.” He laughed. “Oh yeah- definitely!” You agreed.

The two of you walked hand in hand, the hallways luckily being pretty empty at this hour, till you made it to your living quarters. You both changed into some comfier clothes and slipped under the covers, more than ready to get a good night’s sleep.

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hopelesslyromanticgay · 10 months

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An Americano, Please? Part 2

Word Count: 757 A/N: italicized text within quotation marks means that the person speaking is using Romanian instead of English

Y/N's POV:

I haven't seen Jenna for five days, so she was probably just a tourist. It's not uncommon for a tourist to pop by the shop asking for a coffee but not being able to speak Romanian, so I have no idea why I'm so sad that she's not coming back.

I thought the idea of a "hallway crush," (someone you've interacted with once or twice for a short or professional amount of time, but are attracted to nonetheless), only lasted through high school. I guess I was wrong.

Friday morning, the shop is quiet because of how early it is. I shovel some coffee beans into the grinder. Despite the annoyingly loud noise it makes, I find it an oddly satisfying process.

I yawn, getting out of bed at four thirty for a five AM shift is nobody's idea of a good start to a day.

Once the coffee's all ground up, I put some in the drip coffee brewer and the rest next to the espresso machine.

In the back, I can smell my coworkers taking today's baked goods out of the oven.

"Hey, L/N, want a cinnamon bun? It's a little 'burnt', so we can't sell it," my coworker and friend Nessa asks. Every Friday is the same, Nessa and I are two of the only people around the shop this early, so we'll sneak a pastry and say it was burnt if anyone asks.

"Sure, Thanks!" I reply, taking the warm pastry from her. Taking a bite, a smile creeps across my face, "did you guys change the recipe? This is even better than last week's!"

"Yeah, boss asked if we could add a few more spices to the dough," she explains, "I'm a pretty big fan of the new recipe if I do say so myself."

It's not long before the cafe starts to smell like cinnamon and coffee, a perfectly inviting scent in the gloomy fall weather.

Five twenty and it's time to open up the shop. Of course, no one actually arrives until six, usually. Nevertheless the owner says being open early is best for business.

As I wait for the first customers to arrive, I zone out. There's not much to do except for sitting alone with my thoughts.

I'm so lost in thought that I'm thoroughly shocked when I hear the bell on the door ring, indicating that someone has entered the shop. I look up to see who it is. Then it dawns on me. She's a little paler than last time, but it's still her.

"Jenna?" I ask incredulously, I thought for sure she was gone.

"You remember me?" she raises an eyebrow.

"I remember most people who can't speak Romanian," I lie.

"Sure," she giggles.

"What can I get for ya today?" I ask.

"You know, I think I'll take your joke from the other day seriously," she replies with a faint smirk, "I'll have an Americano with oat milk please."

"Alright, an Americano for the American," I laugh, mixing the drink, "so, what brings you to Romania?"

"Could you please repeat that?" she asks, "sorry, I've been having trouble focusing lately."

"Well, you're clearly not a tourist, because most tourists don't stick around for more than three days. So I'm just wondering, what brings you to Romania?" I repeat.

"Oh, uh, I'm filming a TV show," she explains.

"You act?" I ask. I don't know why I'm surprised. She certainly has the looks and charisma for Hollywood.

"Yeah," she smiles, "this is definitely one of the bigger things I've done though."

"Congrats on that! What are you filming? Are you allowed to tell people?"

"It's a show about the Addams family," she tells me.

"Oh I love that franchise!" I exclaim, "Are you playing one of the family members?"

"Yeah, I'm Wednesday, which is both exciting and nerve wracking."

Okay, so I'm literally talking to a celebrity.

"Woah... That- that sounds like an awesome job," I smile, "good for you. So you'll be in the area for a while?"

"What's it to you?" she smirks flirtatiously, "you wanna take me out on a date or something?" I feel a blush start to creep it's way to my cheeks.

"That depends, you gonna be in town for a while?"

"At least six more months."

"In that case, how about I show you around town sometime?"

"I'd like that," she smiles. As much as I would love to keep up this banter, there's too many people in the store now.

I hand her the receipt, my number neatly scribbled down on the blank side, "reach out when you're available," I wink.

She heads out and I watch as she leaves.

On with the day. Only four hours left of this shift.

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thedreamwraptwriter · 9 months

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Companions Don't Take Sick Days!

Tenth Doctor x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1046

Warnings: none.

Note: [Y/N] = Your Name

A soft humming awoke me from my deep sleep – the comforting sound of the Tardis was a daily occurrence for me now and I couldn’t help but want to snuggle back into bed. The past few days had been hectic; the Doctor had whisked me all around the universe, bouncing between times, and saving worlds. I loved being by his side but sometimes it felt as though he had endless amounts of energy and I, being human, felt as though I’d missed out on a few (hundred) cups of caffeine with the way I was feeling.

“Ergh,” I grumbled aloud, pushing myself groggily out of the warm comforter. The room I stayed in was lit by a soft, warm glow, pulsing along the walls. Squinting, I stumbled toward the door, eyes still adjusting to the lack of light around me. With a push, I opened the door of my room and poked my head out into the main control area. The Doctor was sitting by the console, staring intensely at it with a furrowed brow. His eyes darted back and forth, as though reading something at high speed, and I noticed his leg bouncing with energy. Whatever was making him look like that I wasn’t ready to face and quickly began to withdraw back into my ro-

“Y/N!”

I groaned. Caught.

“Yes Doctor?” I said, voice scratchier than I expected.

He came bounding over to me, trench coat swishing behind him like a majestic bat.

“Dear me, you look terrible,” he said, gently grabbing my face with his hands and looking me over. “You feeling alright?”

I batted his hands away, embarrassed. “We’ve been going nonstop, I think I’m allowed to look a little worse for wear,” I shot back, crossing my arms. “Besides, I’m up now. What’s on the roster for today?”

The Doctor looked at me sternly, his brown eyes drilling into my soul. I hated it when he looked at me like this – it felt as though he could read my mind.

“I can,” he said cheekily, and I felt my entire body heat. “Just kidding – I think I the psychic link bracelets effects are finally wearing off.”

He raised his arm up and jingled the small silver bracelet on his wrist. I groaned, feeling the matching bracelet heavy on my arm. I’d forgotten about those. Alien tech really was something. They’d proven useful in our last adventure, but I was so tired I’d forgotten to remove mine. I hurriedly pulled mine off just in case it broadcasted anything else out to him.

“However, I do not need one of those to see that you are obviously looking really terrible,” said the Doctor, gently placing a hand on my shoulder. “Why don’t you go back and lay down?”

I shook his hand off my shoulder, ignoring the pulsing in the back of my head. “Now Doctor, I don’t think that will be necessary. I saw you looking – peeved, at the console so why don’t you tell me what’s going on?”

The Doctor crossed his arms, looked over his shoulder at the control room, and back at me.

“No.”

I blinked. “Sorry, what?”

He sighed. “You are not doing anything today. You are taking a sick day.”

“Companions don’t take sick days!” I exclaimed. “This is ridiculous. I’m not even sick.”

The Doctor rolled his eyes. Whipping out his sonic screwdriver, he rapidly scanned me.

“Elevated temperature, increased mucous secretions, and a high white blood cell count. Pardon me, Y/N, but I think that would indicate that you are, in fact, ill,” he said, smiling triumphantly. “I’m putting you back to bed.”

Before I could argue, the Doctor scooped me up his arms and strode back into my room. My heart rate spiked and the dizziness I was feeling earlier increased tenfold. What a cunning man.

“That’s better, isn’t it,” the Doctor said cheerfully as he fluffed my pillows and tucked me tightly into bed. “The color is coming back to your cheeks already.”

I turned away from him – the flush in my cheeks was due to something else.

“I suppose,” I mumbled. “But Doctor, what if you need help?”

The Doctor grinned. “I do have other friends in the Universe, you know. Lots of people owe me a favor or two. Though, I have to admit, you are my favorite.”

He winked at me. “Now then, what else can I do to help you feel better? Ah yes.”

With a flurry, he ran out of my room. I heard dishes clanging, the Tardis beeping, and some other odd noises echoing about before he came striding back in, balancing a tray of food in one hand and a cold compress in the other.

“There we are,” he said, carefully placing the tray on my lap and laying the cold compress on my forehead. As much as I wanted to hate his fussing, I found it to be extremely charming (and the cold compress felt quite nice).

I stared at the tray of soup and bread with some confusion. “You were only gone for a few minutes; where did you get this? I know you can’t cook.”

The Doctor chuckled. “I did a quick stop by your hometown – I know what you like! Give me some credit, Y/N.”

I smiled. The Doctor was incredibly thoughtful and he listened more than I thought he did. “I’m being spoiled today, it seems,” I said.

He grinned. “Right then - open up now, Y/N!” he said, picking up some soup and holding the spoon towards me expectantly.

Immediately, my entire body burned with embarrassment. “W-wait a second I can feed myself!”

I went to grab the spoon, but the Doctor smoothly grabbed my wrist and laid it back down on the sheets. His warm hand enveloped mine and it felt as though time and space stood still.

“Y/N, please let me take care of you,” he said softly. I looked into his soft brown eyes, my pulse fluttering. We were so close we could have-

“Yes, sorry,” I murmured, tearing my eyes away from his and allowed the Doctor to care for me. He was so gentle, his touch left fire on my skin, but I did my best to ignore it. He was the loneliest man in the universe, and he wanted to keep it that way…but some days, it seemed to me, he’d rather be anything else.

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Author’s Note: I’m sick as a dog right now and was watching some Doctor Who to pass the time – decided I might as well write a classic sickfic with some nice fluff. Somehow, though, I managed to make it sad at the very end. Sorry : D

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zabimarushoney67 · 11 months

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Hello! I wanted to known if I could request slow sensual sex with Shinji Hirako???

Oooomgosh omgosh yessss! This is gonna be so good 🙏🏼 Highkey have been waiting for a NSFW fic with Shinji 💀 Thank you so much! for the request and I hope you enjoy! (I went on a blind hiatus during this im so sorry lmao it’s done tho!)

🔥Under Fire🔥

Shinji Hirako x Fem!Reader

NSFW+18💦MDI⚠️REC.DU💨FLUFF💟MODERN A.U✨

Summary: Shared but masked feelings, making love wasn’t apart of the agenda. For you though, Shinji is ready for anything.

Warnings: Modern alternative universe, strong language, sensual lovemaking, praise kink, marking(hickies, bite marks), fingering, oral!sex (reader receiving), vaginal!penetration, hand holding, sweet talk, supple kisses, blunt smoking, friends with benefits turned serious, budding romantic feelings, fluff throughout.

Authors Notes: AH FINALLY I HAVE WAITED SO LONG FOR THIS 😩 SHINJI WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME AND I AM OKAY WITH THAT! Also! Bad Omens reeeeaallly set the mood for this thing, like ONG absolute perfection!😭🤌🏽

Loud music bumped over the nightclub speakers, rumbling through the wooden floors with everyone’s moving feet. Flashing lights colored the hundreds of bodies that were crammed together like sardines on the dance floor, Shinji’s gentle hands were on your hips, he watched them sway in time with the movements of his fit body.

Drunk and feeling the music, the beating vibration warmed your body up against Shinji. A feeling like sparks igniting, consuming you in his spiritual flames. Shinji flowed with your body on the dance floor. Shifting his hips, he pressed them up against your frayed denim shorts, groaning to himself as he felt your body press, and relax back into him.

He swallowed hard as he peered down your body, his steely eyes devoured the slick and shiny skin under your halter-neck tank top. Feeling your hand wrap around his neck and grip him there, finally had him leaning into your ear to speak up. “Hey, you wanna get outta here soon darlin?” His voice reverberated something needy and demanding. Shinji teasingly licked the shell of your ear, nibbling down the side of your neck as you rolled your hips across his quickly hardening groin.

Leaning your head back on his shoulder speaking into his ear, “Sure, yeah that sounds good! But I have to finish my drink first,”. Rolling his eyes, he released his grip on you. Holding your hand softly he followed closely behind you as you lead him back to the table where Lisa, Kensei, Renji, Izuru, and Shuhei sat.

Hoping you two could slip away unnoticed, Shinji huffed. Now in a forced position to say goodbye and come up with a reason for disappearing yet again, at a friendly get-together, Shinji was less than thrilled. Not an outcome he was hoping for, but if it meant he could leave sooner with you without a bickering match, it would be worth it. Moving to the quieter, darker part of the club where your table was, y/n grabbed the air toward her drink, lazily leading Shinji behind her.

Renji passed her the drink, as she finally anchored herself at the front of the table. Bringing the cute, yellow bendy straw to her lips she sucked down the blue fruity cocktail, bobbing her head in time with the music.

“Looks like you two are having all the fun,” Renji commented, “We are, but,” y/n started saying before taking another sip of her drink, “We're actually gonna head out early for the night,” she said tightening her grip on Shinji’s hand, silently asking him for some back up if her unplanned plan backfired.

Everyone's heads turned at that comment and landed on both you and Shinji, Shuhei caught Shinji’s hand being held captive by yours and only nodded in his direction. The rest of the gang sighed outwardly, “Really? Already?” Renji questioned with a grimace, “But we just got here!” a drunk Lisa sang out. “Oh let them go, they'll just disappear somewhere anyway,” Kensei huffed, taking a languid sip of his old fashion.

The rumor was true. You had secretly been seeing Shinji on the side for a while now. He established a friend-with-benefits situation a few months back.

On that day, running some errands with him, Shinji had bluntly come forward with his attraction toward you. It seemingly came out of nowhere, but you had been so fond of him already that you even held your suspicions, that he felt the same. The sex has been a reliable release for you, it sated a need you didn’t even know you had until you started seeing him regularly during the week.

The both of you had tried to keep it down low and out of sight, trying not to start any gossip. It seemed everyone eventually caught on, since every time you all got together, you and Shinji always ended up disappearing.

Usually off somewhere alone for a quick meet up and then return to the function, but the longer the agreement went on the more often you two went off just to be together, sexual or not.

“Are you guys leaving already?” Izuru chimes in with the rest of the crowd, walking up behind you and Shinji with a handful of shots. “Yeah…” Shinji replied slowly, blatantly fronting his irritation at the current embarrassing circumstances. “That’s lame,” “take one before you go,” Izuru rolled his eyes, pushing a shot into both y/n and Shinji’s free hands.

Just as y/n finished her cocktail, she threw the shot back like a champ, before anyone else had even lifted their shot. Shinji would stand corrected if he thought he was the one who wanted to leave this god forsaken club first.

(...)

Walking back to y/n’s downtown apartment not far from the club, y/n held onto her shoulders. Chilled, after leaving the heat of the nightclub and into the late summer night. “Jeez. Woman,” “This is why I told you to bring a jacket,” Shinji sighed.

Wrapping you in his brown leather jacket he remarks “And who said chivalry is dead?”. “I didn't know it would be this cold,” y/n muttered quietly, gripping the sides of his jacket and enclosing herself in its warmth. “You’re half naked, with your hair in that... Cute messy bun style you know I love so much on you,” “Of course, you're gonna be cold, sometimes I think you do it on purpose,” he smiled to himself as the words left his mouth. “Absolutely not!” y/n spat back defensively, knowing deep down that he was... Well, he was kind of right.

Something has been different lately. Even before leaving for the club, Shinji had ran through a whole checklist before he would even allow you to step out of the door. ‘Have you eaten yet?’ ‘Do you have everything in that purse of yours?’ ‘Are you sure you don’t wanna bring a jacket?’ just to name a few examples. There was a new profound softness in all of Shinji’s actions that pertained to you, it felt good, natural even, like it should’ve been this way the entire time.

Needless to say y/n was rather enjoying the new treatment, it made her heart patter ever so lightly allowing more room for her fondness to grow for the infamous jokester, who now turned out to be an infamous gentleman as well.

(…)

Finally arriving back home in the safe confines of Y/n’s apartment, y/n shook off her heels and threw his jacket on the coat rack while Shinji carelessly strolled in behind, removing his shoes. The beginning steps of y/n’s ‘time for bed’ ritual took place, and Shinji got comfy removing his tie, loosening his shirt a bit and rolling up his sleeves. Y/n stood in the mirror, wiping off her makeup in the bathroom, closest to her bedroom. Shinji sat on the bed, rolling up a blunt for the both of you. One of his many playlists lulls over the sound system, filling the bedroom with a warm and welcoming atmosphere.

Once cleaned up and dressed down in some of her comfy shorts and an oversized T-shirt, y/n joined Shinji on the plush mattress, sitting crisscrossed with a glass of iced water. “Man, nightclubs are not my thing anymore,” y/n said rubbing her eyes, groaning softly from the slight headache she received after the few hours of drinking and dancing.

“So, let me get this straight,” “You’re saying,” “You would rather be at home,” “Chilling… and smoking weed with me… in your bed?” Shinji drawled out turning his head in your direction, with the biggest shit-eating grin on his face. “Shut it and light it, goofy,” y/n sneered at the blonde man, smacking him lightly on the shoulder and breathily laughing at his stupid, dumb remark. So stupid it left your face catastrophically red. Seriously, what was up with this guy? His smooth words, and even smoother hair. None of it made sense, or it did… just why now? Shinji was the adamant one on the, ‘this is nothing serious, I just want to have fun with you,’ part of the agreement.

Putting his hand upon your upper thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. Shinji places the blunt between his lips, it hangs so artfully from them as he goes to light it. Pulling out an engraved zippo lighter, he flips it open. The bright blue flame quickly engulfed the tip of the tobacco paper, and a sweet aroma of the white grape drifted through the air while the paper burned to ash, quickly followed by the delightful smell of weed. These night are always the best when shared together, y/n thought. Allowing her mind to wander through the current moment, a sudden swell of emotion had begun overflowing her body.

(…)

A few passes and over half a blunt later, the two leaned against the wooden headboard, their bodies heavy from the weed that swirled through them. Y/n laid her head on Shinji’s shoulder, while his arm encompassed her close against his warm, slumped body. Shinji puffed on his handiwork, relaxing further into y/n’s weight. Rolling waves of smoke lingered in the air and filled the dimly lit room, while the two lay together sailing through the clouds. The entwinement of their bodies and limbs being the only thing that kept them grounded in reality.

“Earlier…” “Walking back here,” “You said, you loved when my hair is up,” y/n said softly, pausing before continuing, “What are some other things you… ‘love’ about me?” She asked curiously, with her breath hitching in her chest.

Shinji’s eyes widened at her question, breathing a heavy hit from his nose, he hurriedly took another, sucking it deep into his lungs. “Well…” he said as the smoke poured from his mouth. “There’s lots of things…” “like the way you’ll scrunch your nose up at my gross jokes,” Shinji said chuckling to himself. “Or the way you’ll blush and look away whenever I compliment you…” “Or my favorite…” he paused again. “the little dance you do when you’re eating something you like...” he stopped there smiling to himself, but not wanting to dredge any further into that topic.

Y/n lay on his shoulder dazed, “Oh..” she breathed, blushing from his words. “I was fully prepared for you to say something along the lines of,” “I love the way your lips look around my cock darlin’,” she said, trying but failing to do an impression of Shinji.

“First of all,” “I do not sound like that,” Shinji laughed heartily at y/n’s endearing impression of him. “Secondly, I love it when you look like that,” he corrected, taking another hit before handing it over to y/n. “Oh yeah?” She said giggling, “Oh yeah,” Shinji said before his soft fingers slid up the side of your cheek and turned your face towards him.

Leaning down to capture your lips in a gentle kiss, he pulled away ever so slightly, blowing his smoke into your mouth and kissing you again after. “I love it a lot,” he said, inches away from your face. His words sang, traveling through y/n’s ears and making them ring with their sweetness, flowing down her body and resting comfortably in the pit of her stomach.

Blinking softly at Shinji, y/n exhaled the smoke. A soft shade of pink stained her cheeks as she stared into his grey hooded eyes. A crafty smile plastered across Shinji’s face as he caressed your cheek under his thumb. Y/n leaned into his touch before bringing the end of the blunt to her lips.

Glancing down at y/n’s full lips encompassing the tip of the blunt, Shinji drank your expression in full. He mimicked your blushing shyness as he pulled his hand away. “Goddamn…” “You are so fucking pretty,” “You know that?” He said biting his lip, he shook his head in disbelief and scoffed. “It makes me wonder why no one’s snatched you up yet,” insecurity silently started weaving itself into his usually unwavering confidence.

“I mean, I’m not complaining,” “More fun for me after all,” Shinji said going silent afterward. “For me, I think maybe...” “it's because I have you in my back pocket, and everyone knows it,” y/n stated blatantly, “We haven't exactly been hiding it,” shrugging her shoulders, she put the roach out in the ashtray. “Or maybe...” “it's because I would rather have you…” “So I decline everyone who’s tried,” a hefty blush returned to her face as y/n avoided eye contact with the blonde man lying next to her.

“Oh yeah?” Shinji said with a side smile and raised eyebrow, cocking his head down at you. “...Yeah,” y/n murmured after a moment of diligent thinking. Shinji’s hand cupped your chin softly, begetting your stare back in his direction. His face grew hot all over again when he peeked at the soft, lustful eyes of y/n as they peered down at his lips. Flashing quickly back to his eyes, y/n leaned in and molded her lips gently against Shinji’s.

(...)

Her sudden emotional ministration left Shinji blinking widely, the blush on his face crept up to the tips of his ears while she kissed him deeply. Melting into her kiss and releasing a breath from his nose, he pushed firmly back into y/ns wanting mouth, groaning as she parted his lips with her sly tongue.

Twisting his torso, Shinji slowly pushed you into the pillows, as he climbed on top. Supporting his weight on his forearms, y/n’s plush thighs hugged his waist while he got comfy between them. Her soft hands held his face, gently stroking the short stubble on his jawline, keeping him over her mouth as their tongues played and explored one another.

Soft moans roused from y/n when Shinji shifted to his knees, pushing her thighs up and over his. Rising to his palms, he gazed down at you, his face flushed and lips parted. Quick, broken breaths left his mouth, and Shinji felt his heart thump against his sternum. A strange, foreign feeling washed over his body. Arousal, lust, and something else... Passion? maybe. Y/n’s fingers tentatively reached for the first button of his shirt and slowly pulled each of them apart, staring intently at the buttons as they came undone and revealed his smooth skin underneath.

Sitting back on his heels, Shinji shrugged off his shirt and tugged it free of his jeans, tossing it to the side of the bed. Returning to his position over you, he caught your mouth in a greedy kiss. Awash with his need for you, his hand clasped your still-clothed breast gripping and kneading it underneath his palm. Y/n’s hands explored the expanse of his now open back. She remembered every flowing line of tensed muscle and the way they seem to relax under her hand that softly caressed each spot.

(...)

Shinji’s lips smashed against yours, nibbling at you playfully, and sucking your lower lip. With the intense feeling of being engulfed in everything that was Shinji in this minuscule moment, the heat started quickly swallowing y/n’s breath underneath the man's lanky form.

His needy mouth traveled from your lips down your jaw, pushing your head away, and giving the feral man access to your supple neck. Y/n’s head spun violently under his frantic, but somehow artful duress. Her body begged to feel his warmth, begged for him to give her what she needed.

Y/n found herself lost in the present moment, stuck in some places of her past, but somehow still excited for the future that was to be paved, and hopefully with Shinji by her side. Releasing his grip on your chest, both of his hand's fumble around, trying to find yours. Enterlacing his fingers within yours he pushes your palms into the bed, pinning you underneath him.

Shinji continued his crusade down your neck, licking and softly kissing the sensitive skin that lay vulnerable to him. Y/n can feel a smile form on his lips when she wailed out from the sharp feeling of his canines pinching her skin.

Covering the small welt with his mouth, and running his tongue over it Shinji sucks the skin of your neck. Grunting lowly when he feels you arch your back into his unrelenting torture. Releasing you from his mouth, he continues his play time to the other side of your neck. There, he kisses down to your exposed collarbone where he begins to repeat the same teasing ritualistic behavior, marking you with a large purple hickey.

(...)

At his total mercy, and laying completely helpless underneath him y/n bucks her hips against him. Trying, and trying again to find some friction to sedate the growing arousal between her legs. The flimsy cloth of her shorts and her lacy panties discouraged any true form of relief. They numbed her sensation just enough that it became a nuisance trying to do it herself. That was until Shinji finally understood what you were after. Freeing a hand from your grasp, he lowered it to your slick heat.

Surpassing the confinement of cloth, he delves in between your plump lips. Massaging the wetness that collected there, he hummed in appreciation at how worked up you had become with just some sloppy kisses and heavy panting. Two fingers rubbed in gentle circles around your clit. “You’re such... Ah!” “A goddamn tease!” y/n said forcibly.

She desperately wiggled her hips against his fingers, wishing he'd hit the spot he knew she loved. Shinji’s slender fingers always left y/n in a full trance. The way they magically danced across her skin, and brought about the most helpless of whimpers from y/n. The sounds Shinji knew, he was the only one who could force from you. “C’mon darlin’” “You know I love the way you sound,” “Let me hear you,” Shinji breathed against your skin before snatching you into another soul-devouring kiss.

“Let me feel you then,” y/n pulled away from him and retorted in frustration. Grabbing his wrist she pushed him further toward her dripping, needy heat. “Don’t be like that baby,” “I was gettin' there,” he smirked against your mouth. Sinking his fingers into your mess of a hole, he slowly pulled his fingers against the spongy pad on your upper wall, massaging in little circles.

Positioning his thumb he pressed on your swelling clit, rubbing and prodding the sensitive bundle of nerves in time with his curling fingers. “That's such a good look on you y/n,” Shinji smiled greatly as he peered down at your pleasure-contorted face.

“Faster..! Please!” y/n begged, shooting Shinji a needy glimpse and biting her lip to egg him further. “Nah,” “I want to enjoy this...” he said softly as he continued his sermon of repetitive motions. Y/n whined loudly, bordering on a temper tantrum. “Goddamn.” “You're so fucking cute when you're frustrated,” Shinji confessed in admiration, softly smooching your cheek before traveling feather-light kisses toward your ear. Taking your earlobe in between clenched teeth, he shoves his fingers into your aching core, reveling in the shout y/n released from his perfectly timed and careful actions.

(...)

Feeling your body convulse and twitch underneath him, was most certainly egging him on, more than ever before. His cock raged against the tight confinement of his jeans, throbbing in time with all the little jolts that ran throughout y/n’s body. “I think that'll do,” Shinji said before removing all stimulation away from y/n. “W-what?” y/n protested as she tried grabbing his hand to keep him posted in their position. Sitting up, Shinji unbuckled his belt letting it fall open. “Take your clothes off,” he demanded, his voice sounding a lot like how it did at the nightclub.

Blinking dumbfounded, y/n obeys and starts removing her shirt. Shinjis's hands helped lift it and pull it over your head as he discarded it with his shirt on the side of the bed. Y/n hooks her thumbs in the waistband of her shorts and pulls them down her thighs. Shinji pushed your legs up straight and pulled them off. “Keep the panties on,” “They're cute,” he remarked. He peeked down at the floral red lace tanga-styled panties that sat high on your waist, accentuating your curvy hips and pillowy thighs. His strong hands grab hold of your ankles and kept them in the air, “Bend your knees so they touch your chest,” “They don’t leave that spot until I say,” Shinji warned, his tone sounding serious as he positioned and instructed you on how he wanted to take you for the night.

Y/n hummed happily, lulling her head to the side roused a questioning look upon Shinji’s face. “Somethin' funny doll?” He asks, his palms pushing your thighs up to your chest. “You’re just so sexy when you’re in charge,” y/n explained with a grin. “Do it more often,” she said, silently challenging him, and staring directly into his eyes.

Shinji didn't respond with words but rather with his actions. Running his fingers over the lace of your pussy lips, a small smirk draws on his face once he saw your eyebrows draw together slightly from his touch.

Peering down at you and your position, his face suddenly softens. The position he wanted you in left you exposed to him, vulnerable almost. Somehow your words spoke of the trust you had in him and the confidence you held for him, knowing that he knew how to take care of you in every regard. It took Shinji by complete surprise the more he thought about what you said. Maybe he was thinking too much into it but something felt different from you, about you, he only understood that he couldn’t let you down now.

(...)

Quickly removing his black jeans, Shinji crawled back onto the mattress. He laid on his elbows while his face took place over your dripping cunt, his cock throbbed at the sight before him. The cotton insert of your panties drowned in your juices, scarcely containing your folds as it stretched thin between your plump lips. Like a ripe peach that hung from a branch and was ready for the picking, Shinji stared mesmerized by your intimate beauty. The aroma of your lust and the warmth that waited inside, made Shinji’s mouth water intensely as he steadied himself before taking a dive back into your depths.

Lightly pushing the cloth away to expose you completely, Shinji places his hands near your waist and leaned down and kissed your glistening lips. His hair swayed from side to side as he got to work. The soft gentle kisses he started with slowly turned into long sucking kisses, as he took each lip into his mouth and pulled on them. Tugging ever so gently before releasing it with a sucking pop and repeating this motion until he made his way up to your clit.

Taking the swollen bud into his mouth and sucking it, the pressure from the motion left y/n’s thighs trembling, and her toes curling at the ceiling. With her eyes shut tightly, her jaw dropped as she mewled loudly from Shinji’s unrelenting maw. The lewd noises that spewed from y/n’s mouth were unlike anything Shinji had ever heard before. His body reacted physically, singing with lust as every nerve, every pore on his body stood at full attention, just for her.

He fisted at the sheets under his palms as he started absentmindedly grinding into the mattress. Shinji repeatedly pushed his twitching cock into its soft fullness, desperate for any attention he could get while he waited to finish you first. Shinji grunted as his cock slid against the soft, stretchy spandex of his blue boxer briefs.

Removing her hands from the underside of her thighs, she placed them on Shinji’s forearms. Tightly gripping onto them, y/n felt the cool metal of his tongue piercing swirl around her clit, and up and down her sensitized labia. Y/n’s knees failed to stay directly over her chest and slowly drifted to her sides, resting there and spread completely open for Shinji’s hungry mouth.

(...)

Y/n finally caught a needed glimpse at the handsome man that lay in front of her. Visually taking in the way he ate her out like it was the last thing he’ll ever do on earth. So turned on by her noises and arousal, that he’s resorting to fucking the mattress. That’s a first, y/n thought gazing down at the touch deprived man between her thighs. His tensing muscles, soft whimpers, and all the incredulous sucking noises created such a delightful picture for y/n’s eyes and ears to take in and memorize.

The image of this moment, and the feelings that danced and swirled around her body, doubled by the pressure of her orgasm winding up in her core was almost too much. Tears pricked at the corners of y/n’s eyes, as her noises got louder with each swipe of his tongue. Noticing that you had broken the position he placed you in, his arms slid under your thighs and hooked you in his full grasp. Too horny to care, Shinji tugged you harshly down to his mouth. Making you jolt and gasp from the tightness of his arms as they held you harshly in position against his face.

Releasing a thigh, his fingers journeyed down to your twitching hole. His eyes peered up at you as he slowly sunk his middle digit into its wetness. Rubbing the pad of his finger against your G-spot, his tongue ravaging your clit. Expertly flicking and prodding your bud with careful consideration to get you to release. Never breaking eye contact, he sped up his finger's pace. Feeling your walls swell and clench around his finger was a sign you were close, pulling his finger out he glided another finger in with ease before pushing up on your G-spot. The repetitive pressing of her fleshy button, in time with the fast-flicking of his tongue, sent y/n over the edge drowning her deep within her pleasure and forcing out her full release.

“Oh, Shinnnjiii!~” She wailed his name out in ecstasy as her pussy clenched onto his digits and her clit pulsed under his tongue. Finger fucking her deeper and harder during her orgasm caused a different form of release, as y/n’s pussy squirted forcibly through the rolling waves of her powerful orgasm. Splashing Shinji’s chin, neck, and upper chest area, and soaking the bed underneath y/n. “Mmmm, that's what I like to see doll,” “Good job Baby,” He hummed as he pulled his fingers from you, sucking them clean.

Y/n lay there half unconscious coming down from her incredible high. “You've made such a mess darlin’, look at you,” Shinji chuckled at the slumped form of y/n, still breathing heavily. “I'm...” “I'm not sleeping in the wet spot, that's your fault,” she said catching her breath and swallowing hard.

Chuckling sweetly at your exhausted words, “Don’t bother me none babes, just a sign of my victory,”Shinji grins shifting to his knees in front of you. His warm calloused hands push your thighs up to your side as he leaned down to kiss your mound, up your belly, and the space between your breast. His breath felt warm against your skin, as you felt the tip of his nose swipe across your chest. Softly suckling the skin of your breast he repeats his loving and careful kisses until your nipple is encased in his wet mouth. His thumb and index finger come to rest underneath your breast allowing some support while his tongue swirled and prodded against your hard nipple.

(...)

Not giving you any time to prepare for the next act, Shinji sucks and pulls on your nipple with his lips as he presses his still-clothed member against your now-soaked innermost thighs. Grinding against your slick left wet, splotchy marking on his boxers. Pulling off your nipple, he kisses toward the other side and pulls your hardened nipple into his warm mouth sucking gently on it, making sure that none of you is left untouched, or unloved. Still coming down from her first high, y/n lay underneath him breathless, soaking in all of the attention Shinji seemed to have no problem giving to her.

The feeling of his throbbing cock pressing against her still-sensitive clit had y/n reeling. Gasping inwardly at the sudden shock of pleasure that still shot through her body, so artfully done in with just Shinji’s mouth.

“Fuck...” “Shinji, I want you,” y/n mewled pathetically at him, bucking her hips against his swollen, still captive member. Releasing your nipple, Shinji smiles deviously against your skin, “I can't hear you darlin’” he purred. “I..” y/n started before feeling unsettled from the foreign neediness that had been instilled within her. “Use your words, baby,” Shinji’s kissed soft words of encouragement into your chest, only making you flush further. “I want you, inside of me now,” “Please, pretty please,” “I can't wait any longer,” y/n begged helplessly, her mind completely fogged with lust and need.

“You’re in for a treat then babe,” “Because I want you to,” Shinji chuckled before pushing his boxers down past his cock allowing space for it to spring free from its confines. Grabbing the base of his lengthy cock, he prods his tip against your red, swollen lips. Running it up and down your slick, Shinji grunts lowly as he inserts himself. Your gummy warm walls accepted his length freely, swallowing every inch with squelchy ease. “Ohh~” “Fuu-uck,” “Y/n baby, you're always... so fucking... sweet,” Shinji gritted his jaw and forced out as his full length was sheathed inside of you.

All of those hours watching you, waiting for you, wanting you, finally came to an end as Shinji’s body fully relaxed into your body. Pleasure washed over, from his head to his toes as he felt your walls clench onto his shaft. His warm hands rested on the back of your thighs as he raised his body up and over yours. Pinning you against the headboard, Shinji positioned himself so his cock was perfectly angled against your G-spot. Slowly pulling himself from you, his whole body shuttered as he pushed his hips back into your tight cunt. Y/n lay spread open ready for Shinji's taking. Biting her lower lip she cursed under her breath as Shinji made the first few movements.

It didn't matter how many times Shinji had taken you before. It didn't matter how many times you came because of him, or how many times he had touched you. The craving for you only grew stronger with each time he felt you. Getting worse, as each time left him wanting you all over again, bubbling up like an inevitable volcano. Being inside of you was paradise to him, pure bliss, and the only thing to make him forget about all the other stressors in his life. You had become the center of his addiction, and every time he got a taste it was like a first taste all over again.

Finding a steady momentum, Shinji ground his hips against your core, sending his cock into your wet deepness. His mouth fell open and his eyebrows drew together as he felt your pussy twitch and throb with his motions. Soft breathy moans filled the room as he rocked his body against yours.

What usually was rough, harsh, and relentless pounding was gentle and comforting this time around. His hands softly gripped the underside of your thighs as his cock effortlessly slid in and out of you. Y/n’s breasts bounced softly with each of his push-ins. With her face flushed red, the feeling of his impossibly hard cock grazing against all of her right spots was quickly rewinding her arousal all over again. Shinji peered down at y/n, taking in all of her blushing features. The way your eyes rolled when he pushed up into your core, and the faded cute cries that left your now chapped parted lips.

Beautiful. You were so beautiful during this moment, taking all of him with ease and enjoying every second of it. It drove Shinji wild, he moved his body over yours once more prompting y/n to wrap her thighs around his waist. Finding your hands, Shinji interlaced his fingers with yours again.

Burying his face into your neck, he squeezed your hands as he picked up his pace. Y/n cried out, the tears that previously pricked her eyes now finally spilling over her cheeks. “I can't take much more Shinji...” she whimpered at his relentless grinding. Kissing your neck and ignoring your words, Shinji continued his loving agony, pushing himself harder against your soreness. “Just a little..” “Longer, I'm so close,” he breathed against your neck in earnest. “Fuck, I'm so close...” he strained as his body tensed with his approaching orgasm.

The pounding got louder as did their cries for release. “Fuck, Shinjiii..” y/n moaned leaning her head against his face on her neck. “I... I love you..” y/n said quietly. Those three words would've halted him, coming from anyone else. Coming from you though, he never would've expected you to say it first. “What?” he said, never stopping his thrusts. “I said, I lo..” “I love you Shinji,” Y/n said louder, squeezing his hands. “Oh shit... Fuck I'm gonna cum darlin',” “I love you too y/n,” he said hurriedly before claiming your mouth in a sweet kiss. Grunting repeatedly as his cock spewed his load inside of you, y/n could feel his shaft pulse with each ripple of his orgasm. The warm liquid filled her chasm with his juices.

Finalizing his kiss, his body dropped heavily on top of yours. Sweaty and out of breath, the both of you lay in stillness. The sound of his music still playing, the two of you slowly found your composure again.

Pulling out and leaning back on his knees once more, Shinji looked down at you bashful as ever. A cute smile found a place on his lips as he chuckled at the exchange of those words. Y/n looked up at him through her eyelashes, almost chuckling with him, “What's so funny darlin’,” she started again with her horrible impression, making Shinji laugh even further. “Nothin’ babe, I'll get you something to clean yourself up with,” he said cooly before swiftly finding a towel and bringing it back to you.

(...)

Hours had gone by it was late. Sleeping soundly in Shinjis arms y/n nuzzled into his chest comfortably. Shinji lay awake, his mind running wild and repeating those words over and over again as he caressed your back lazily with his fingers. Breaking his train of thought, there was a light tapping at the front door. Reaching for his phone and checking the time, 2:45 am his bright screen read, “Who the hell is knocking at this time of night,” Shinji huffed annoyed, untangling himself from you he pulled some sweatpants on and shambled to the front door, yawning.

Another light tapping followed by fits of laughing and shushing noises, made Shinji squint as he opened the door, he readied himself to tell someone off for disturbing his night with you. At the door stood Lisa, Kensei, Izuru, and Renji all of them drunken and swaying at the doorway. Shuhei was nowhere to be found, “what the hell do you guys want?” Shinji grumbled rolling his eyes. “Shinji?” all three of them said in unison staring wide-eyed, “What are YOU doing here?” Renji spewed, his words slurring together, incomprehensible to an untrained ear. They all stared in awe at Shinji as he leaned against the doorframe. “Wait I KNOW!” Lisa said out loud, unaware of her volume. “Are you and Y/n-chan dating?” she teased, “you guys owe me 20 bucks, I told you!” Lisa said matter-of-factly pushing each of the guy's shoulders.

Sighing and crossing his arms Shinji grinned, laughing at his drunk friends and their assumptions. “Yeah, I guess you could say that,” he responded, knowing exactly what he had to do next.

End🌸🔥

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• i take requests! plsss dm me or leave them here if u have anything fun you'd like me to write. it can be angst, any type of trope, smut, etc. • PLZ NOTE: i ONLY do oneshots. they differ from long to short depending on the character and story. i do not write series! • new addition(s) - 885 words • desc.: - dharma & greg but it's you and aaron <3 - fluff!!!

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you and aaron have been married for a year now. you met on a run in the park. well, he was running and you were teaching an outdoor yoga class cause' the building you usually teach in was under construction. it was like love at first sight, he saw you and immediately asked you out. you like a man with a little confidence, so you agreed. and it was the best first and last date ever. you took him to a baseball game where you listened to organ music, after he defended you against a tall, angry man you accidentally bumped into, you took him to get pie - in las vegas. he argued that there was pie in quantico too, which there was, but you counter-argued that no pie can beat the pie in vegas. after a 5h flight and first bite of the pie, he shut up. you were right - best pie ever. you talked about your future and how much you like him and how much he likes you - he told you all about his life and work. his late ex-wife, his little boy - jack, who you were estatic to meet. he also mentioned how he's a slight bum when it comes to romance, and how he wishes there was a way you could just skip the dating stage and just get married and live happily ever after.

and so you did. you went to a wedding chapel in vegas, which wasn't hard to find, and got eloped. when you mentioned the idea, he thought it crazy. how could he run off and get married after one single date? but he didn't take much convincing. one look at your puppy eyes and he melted. now, if it hasn't been clear already, you and aaron are complete opposites. he's a fbi agent, a profiler, who could kill with his stern expression - and you, you're a yoga teacher with a smile that radiates sunshine and a crave for spontaneous new things and change. your relationship wasn't easy at first, you had to adjust to aaron and his high priority job, and he had to adjust to you. your crazy lifestyle, your beliefs, your spontaneity. he's not really sure he's adjusted to that last one just yet.

he's sitting at home on the couch, cracking open a cold beer as he works through some files he brought home with him. it's already 10:45 pm, meaning jack was put to sleep about 10 minutes ago. i open the apartment door and get greeted by aaron and his lovely smile that just melts my heart every single time. "hey honey, where you been?" he chugs a sip of his beer as i hang my jacket and drop my bag infront of the door. "'kay, listen, you can't get mad at me." i sit down next to him on the couch as he gives me a kind of concerned look, "mad? what happened? are you okay?" i nod, "oh yeah, i'm fine, don't worry about me." "but worry about someone?" he chuckles, "no, i promise i didn't murder anyone just yet." he sighs out of relief, although he's quick to correct me about that last part of my sentence. "do you promise you won't get mad? you have to hear me out aaron, 'kay?" i say and sit with my legs criss cross, grabbing his hand and squeezing it. "i promise. now spit it out, you're making me worried. should i be worried?" "i might have gotten us a dog." i can't tell what his expression means. is he happy? furious? confused? "aaron?" "sorry i think i heard wrong - a dog?" he stares at me and i nod. "why- why did you get a dog, y/n." he drops his head into his palm and laughs, in a good and hopefully not manic way.

"i went to the shelter - just to look!" i smile and bite my lower lip, "and he was sitting there so sad and alone and i couldn't just leave him there, aaron. you know me, i'm better than that." he nods, "of course." his thumb brushes my cheek, "i know honey." he tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. "so you're not mad?" "well i'm not exactly enthusiastic, i would definitely not have minded getting asked about this first before you got one," i gulp and whisper sorries. "but i trust you and your judgement." he hugs me and his hand rubs my back, "plus, jack won't mind having a furry friend around to chase." i giggle at the thought of that, "oh honey, i promise you'll love them."

it's quiet for a second, "honey?" his voice mutters. "yeah?" "them?" i move away from his embrace and bite my lower lip again, trying to surpress my laughter, "okay, i got two dogs." "y/n. please tell me your joking." "they looked so happy together, aaron! they reminded me of us!" i giggle and he sighs, his head dropping once again. "you will be the death of me, woman." "maybe one day, but not today, we've got dogs to take care of now!" we both get up from the couch as our fingers intertwine and i lead him to our bedroom, "oh also, i named them sherlock bones and butterball." "'course you did."

#aaron hotchner #hotch #thomas gibson #fluff #fanfic #fan fic #criminal minds #greg montgomery #dharma montgomery #jack hotchner #cute fanfic #bau

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babybixon012 · 10 days

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"beautiful women, don't cry"

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"Rafe...I won't be able to live without you..." You say crying between your arms and your knees. You couldn't even look at Rafe

"Baby, I have no choice, I have to go" Rafe says, getting closer, trying to avoid tears, as he was also suffering a lot.

"you're going to war Rafe, you could die" you say finally looking at him, your eyes were red and you screamed. You didn't want to lose Rafe, he was all you had. And you were everything to him.

"I....I promise, that when I'm there, I'll write to you every day, I'll paint you every day, I'm going to write songs in honor of you... you're the only thing that makes me want to live, and this war, won't separate my love for you " Rafe says with tears in his eyes and he even stutters.

"I love you. I loved you yesterday, I love you today, and I will love you tomorrow, in love or in war" you say going to hug your loved one, but you can't stop crying

"shh, baby, stop crying, beautiful women don't cry"

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xxsidneywritesxx · 11 months

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Poisoned {S. Kocho x F!reader}

Had fun writing this one . This one's for my dear gays <3 Warnings: None, just some more fluff ! No angst this time !

Sunlight trickled in through the glass panes of windows in the butterfly estate. Y/n was currently lying in one of the patient beds adjacent to the tiled walls. As a demon slayer, her job was to protect civilians and other slayers in the area from demons. Her other job, however, was to slice the nape of these demons and chop their heads off completely.

Throughout the woman's mission, several different spider demons had drawn near, each attempting their own attacks against Y/n. Her eyes were sharp...but not quite sharp enough to catch the endless pit of miniature spiders with human heads crawling up her body and biting her with any skin she had been showing. Even after all the poison had begun taking effect, Y/n still fought until Giyu Tomioka and Shinobu Kocho, two of the most skilled swordsmen (and woman) known as hashira, had shown up and practically kicked ass.

Y/n was on the verge of being turned into one of the vermin, as was one of her comrades, Zenitsu. Lucky for both of them, Kocho had the antidote handy with her, and had saved both Y/n and Zenitsu from "inevitable" fate. God, Y/n felt so in debted to this woman for saving her. The thought of turning into a spider made her skin crawl with unease. She hated spiders, anyway.

But oh lord...Shinobu was drop-dead gorgeous. When the insect hashira had descended onto the building at which they both lay, Y/n thought she was dead, and that Kocho was an angel coming to lead her to heaven. Her haori had spread like a butterfly's elegant wings, and her voice, though muffled by the poison, Y/n thought it sounded so velvety...like a vixen, but much sweeter...

Y/n sat up, scratching the back of her head softly. Her limbs were still a bit short, but she could hear much better, and her sight wasn't blurred anymore. A door opened, and her e/c eyes shot towards the creaking sound. Her heartbeat became a beat quicker when she spotted the insect hashira...no...her SAVIOR...walk through the door, closing it softly behind her.

The hashira wore a smile on her gorgeous face, her butterfly hair pin peaking out from behind her head. She had a cup in her hand, and even from the distance between them, Y/n knew it was the smell of that wretched medicine she had to take. She tried not to sulk, though. This was her first time seeing Kocho instead of Aoi or the three little caterpillars giving her her medications in a cup.

"Here," Murmured the pillar, handing Y/n the cup gingerly. "Drink it while it's warm. It will make the symptoms less unbearable if you do."

Y/n grabbed the cup, giving it a wild sniff. Oh yes, this was definitely the disgusting mixture. Even though it saved her, Y/n still found it distasteful.

"Oh...thank you..Kocho..but..-"

" No need to thank me, my dear. It is my job, after all."

Y/n's heartbeat became erratic. Her voice was so pretty...it matched her face to a T. She knew Kocho didn't even NEED this as a job; her looks could get her by without any issues. The fact she was good with pharmaceuticals too was something to be looked at. She could feel her face reddening as the hashira stepped closer.

"I really need to tell you something, miss Kocho..." She closed her eyes, looking down at the blanket she was underneath. The hashira tilted her head, curiosity taking a hold of her usually smile-tight expression.

"I really do want to thank you for saving me and...that yellow-haired boy." Y/n pointed her finger to the sleeping form of Zenitsu in the bed across from herself. "You're also........" She stopped. What was she thinking?! She couldn't possibly tell Kocho that!

"Like I said, Y/n...it's my job, please don't worry yourself with thanking me. I do this to see slayers to their recoveries so they may continue to hunt demons at full health and not kill themselves."

Y/n nodded at this, blushing but looking away lightly. "Yeah...yeah, that makes sense. I'm gonna drink the meds now.."

She took the cup, putting it to her rosy lips and taking gulp after gulp of the disgusting liquid. She hated the taste, but the sweet scent Shinobu gave off made the taste not so bad for Y/n. Someone who smelled, acted, and looked sweet? Kocho was definitely Y/n's type, no doubt.

With a nod, Kocho made her way back to the door, settling Zenitsu's medicine cup on the table next to his bed as he snored away before she exited and closed the door softly. Y/n had literal butterflies in her stomach, and she gripped her own wrist. Goodness, what were these feelings? Just because the woman was gorgeous...and smelled gorgeous...and her lips probably ta-

No! Y/n, stop! Don't disrespect her like that! She's a hashira, damn it.

Allowing her thoughts to win, she settled back into bed, waiting to go back to sleep and enjoy her rest while she still could.

Shinobu regularly visited Y/n during her rest, sitting and talking with her at times.

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"Are you sure you're ready, miss Y/n?"

"Of course! I have rested, so my body's back to normal!"

Y/n chirped happily to the little caterpillars, giving each of them a light pat on the head. To her surprise, Aoi, Kanao, and a certain insect hashira joined the three little girls outside.

"Ah, Y/n..you're feeling much better now?" Asked the stern, blue butterfly nurse, placing a sassy hand on her hip. Kanao flipped her coin, watching it land on her wrist, and looking at it. With a smile, she looked at Y/n. "I'm glad you are. Please be well on your journey."

Shinobu gave a soft smile...one that seemed more genuine than her usual one, poised with hidden venom. Her talk with Tanjiro the night before made her realize how...foolish, she was to not be herself and have a genuine smile. Of course, she was still going for her goal...but why not let something slip by?

Like love?

"Y/n...may I talk to you? It's a bit important to talk about in the open. Come with me." The hashira took Y/n's hand, leading her away to behind the estate's grounds. Y/n tilted her head like a confused chihuahua, eyes bright with anticipation. What could the hashira want with her? A simple 'good luck' could've sufficed in front of the girls...but maybe she was shy about it?

"So...Miss Kocho, what's u-"

Before Y/n could finish, her lips were entangled with Kocho's. Her eyes widened, heartbeat becoming impossibly quick again. Her face began to heat a bit, pink dusting along her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Kocho released the kiss, poking Y/n's nose softly.

"Good luck, my dear~"

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admirxation · 3 months

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May I please request a one-shot for Forrest Law falling in love with a rich woman who’s a frequent customer at his dad’s restaurant and an avid martial artist herself?

Mystery | Forest Law oneshot request

𓆩♡𓆪┆ pairing: Forest Law x fem!reader(afab)

𓆩♡𓆪┆ summary: Forest makes it a habit to visit his fathers restaurant, but one night this continuous habit now has a unique involvement — the reader. after captivating his attention, he fixates on getting to know the mysterious reader.

𓆩♡𓆪┆ word count: 3.5k

𓆩♡𓆪┆ warnings: female anatomy and she/her pronouns used for the reader. no graphic content like smut, this is mainly cute and fluff content.

𓆩♡𓆪┆ a/n: hey anon! i rlly hope you like this, i rlly enjoyed writing this; i'm obviously a smut writer but it was fun to write something cute and fluffy. thank you so much for picking me to give your request to and future requests are always welcome when my inbox is open again.

𓆩♡𓆪┆ my links: masterlist | ao3 profile | kofi

Inside his father's restaurant, the heady aroma of simmering spices wafted through the air, the warmth of the lighting and the murmur of conversations formed a comforting and inviting energy that filled that atmosphere. Forest sat at the back, eating his favourite meal he ordered every time he visited, wanting to kill time while his father walked around and spoke to the most important people in the room.

Forest’s eyes wandered across the room, taking in the diverse decoration on the walls and the groups of people talking and laughing amongst themselves. He stared for a moment, wondering what the larger groups were talking about, possibly if it was someone’s birthday or a job promotion celebration, looking further to see if he could figure out which people were the least favourite and tried to conjure up some backstory to them when looking their appearance. He picked out what he thought were the natural leaders of the group, the most successful, the ones who were struggling. Still, amidst the lively chatter and his continuing thoughts, his attention was drawn to a corner table for one, captivated by the woman who sat there — you. You were a vision of refined beauty; your presence naturally commanded Forest’s attention, and he accepted to follow as he continued to be mesmerised by you.

He did a dance between watching you and then shifting his eyes somewhere else to go back to you, not wanting you to notice as he stared at your beauty. He noticed how your hair fell gracefully; you held a natural grace that created a timeless beauty, producing an air of mystery, a captivating allure that hinted at a story to be untold — a story Forest wanted to be a part of.

You were dressed in your favourite colour for tonight, exuding elegance where you walked as the fabric of your clothing flowed with every subtle movement, a dance of sophistication that continued to hold Forest’s attention. What truly caught Forest’s attention was the details that adorned you. Delicate pieces of jewellery placed on your fingers, each ring a testament to the craftsmanship and your great taste. As you lifted the glass of wine to your lips, the play of light caught the sparkle of the subtle necklace that was gently pressed on your collarbone.

Forrest couldn’t help but be captivated by how you engaged with the waiter; he couldn’t exactly hear in detail, but he could see a warmth in your body language, your polite manners and smile to the waiter. Forest had only come to “kill time” but instead caught himself staring at how beautiful you were; he was now making backstories and assumptions about you, and the population surrounding you was just the blurred background while you were the focalised subject.

There was an effortless charm to your interactions that just enticed Forest to speak to you, but he didn’t know how to approach you, not being able to think of an excuse to start a conversation with you.

Time seemed to stretch at that moment, allowing Forrest to savour the unexpected beauty of the distanced encounter. With its familiar sights and sounds, the restaurant transformed into a stage where you were the focal point.

But now, Forrest needed to leave.

As he walked towards the exit, he made it his mission to walk past you. You didn’t notice him, but he noticed how you were the reason for his heart to beat a little quicker, the reason for that small smile that crept up on his face when he walked past and smelt your perfume. He couldn’t recognise the scent, but all he knew was that it belonged to the most beautiful woman he enjoyed being in the same room with.

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The ambient hum of conversation outside filled the air of the bustling city as Forest sat alone in his room, looking at the blank wall while being lost in his thoughts; a previous vision of elegance left him lost in contemplation, keeping him to replay your vision in his mind over and over again. Forest continued to lay in a still position as he found himself lost in a mental reel, playing out scenarios of what it would be like to approach you. The weight of missed opportunities weighed on his mind, and he silently chastised himself for not seizing the chance to just speak to you when walking past.

“The restaurant belongs to my father; that could have been an easy conversation starter, you idiot,” Forest whispered to himself.

Forest conjured various conversation starters in his imagination — witty remarks, clever observations, and charming anecdotes that would elicit your smiles. He imagined how your laugh would sound, wanting to observe how your eyes crinkle at a well-timed joke. Each scenario played out like a carefully scripted scene in a movie, the perfect dialogue and flawless execution etched into his mind.

This wasn’t like Forest; he didn’t have any woman control his feeling as you had manipulated them and continued to remain in his thoughts. He usually kept a calm composure and arguably a cockiness in his personality; he didn’t overthink into decisions like this, but you brought a different side to him.

As the night wore on, beginning to feel his eyes becoming heavy, he decided to break free from the cocoon of his contemplation and promise himself that if he saw you again, he would talk to you. With a newfound determination, Forest lay to sleep, having excitement buzz through him with the possibility of seeing you soon.

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Forest made another visit to his father's restaurant; the familiar scent of spices and the rhythmic clattering of pots and pans greeted him as he stepped to the back to find his father. The previous day's encounter with you still lingered in his mind, and he couldn’t shake the desire to know you more. Determined, he went through the bustling tables to seek out his father amid the controlled chaos of the restaurant’s kitchen.

“Hey, Dad,” Forest greeted, a mix of curiosity and eagerness evident in his voice.

His father turned from overseeing the kitchen staff and greeted Forest with a nod and a look of surprise and confusion: “Forest, what brings you here? You’re never here this time of day. Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, everything is fine,” Forest replied to sound casual, “I was here yesterday, and I wanted to maybe ask you something.”

His father raised an eyebrow, wondering what his sudden interest was in his business. The kitchen staff had now continued to get back to work, ignoring the conversation these two were now having, allowing Forest to feel comfortable in asking his questions about you.

“Um, I was here yesterday, and I saw someone interesting… A woman and I was wondering if you could tell me who she is?”

Marshall let out a breathless small laugh for a moment as he folded his arms: “I’m going to need more information than, son, many women come walking through these doors.”

After mustering up the courage, Forest described your appearance subjectively, not mentioning the poetic descriptions of beauty but merely focusing on your hair, eyes, and stature. But most importantly, he mentioned the corner you sat at, a corner for one person that was nearest to the best decoration in the whole restaurant.

Marshall nodded as he raised an eyebrow, as well as a knowing smile that played on his lips: “Ah, I think you’re talking about Ms Y/N L/N; she sits in that corner every time she comes here; she’s a very important patron of ours and contributes a lot to this business. A lovely woman… Not just in her appearance.”

Forest felt embarrassed at those last few words, realising how obvious his attraction was to you now.

“Thank you, um, is she —” he was cut off.

“Look, son, she’s a regular here and enjoys the quiet ambience around her; I would rather her be in peace when she eats here. I know why you’re here, but I advise you to leave her alone; she’s very important and doesn’t seem like the type who wants to get involved with strangers… I’ve never seen her invite anyone to dinner, always alone and solitary, enjoying her own company.”

A mixture of disappointment and understanding crossed Forest’s face; of course, it was too good to be true that a beautiful woman happened to be in his father's restaurant.

“Um, how did you know what I want?”

“You never ask about anyone here, and now you’re suddenly interested in a woman; bit obvious, don’t you think?” he laughed momentarily, “Jokes aside, please take my advice.”

“Sure, Dad. I just… She just caught my attention, and I thought it was worth a shot,” he shrugged as he started leaving the kitchen.

“It happens. But remember, some people don’t want to be disturbed; some were made to live solitary lives.”

Forest left the conversation with a heavy heart; the allure of your mysterious presence was now accompanied by restraint. He couldn’t deny the logic behind his father's words, but the lingering curiosity and a need to rebel kept tugging at these thoughts — but no matter how reckless he could be, he didn’t want to disappoint his father.

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Throughout the day, Forest couldn’t shake the image of you from his mind. He observed you discreetly only for a moment, but this was enough time to note how effortlessly you captured his attention. He stayed longer at his father’s restaurant for some dinner, poking and prodding his food around the plate in disappointment with seeing you hadn’t arrived like yesterday. The restaurant buzzed in energy, but Forest wasn’t eager to observe the individuals as usual — he had found a favourite person to analyse and only wanted to look at you.

As the evening progressed, Forest’s father noticed the forlorn expression he kept on his face. Throughout the night, Marshall had been greeting various guests when he could involve himself in conversations with the most important people coming through the doors. As he engaged in these talks, he had his eyes naturally look over to the lonesome Forest and observed that sadness that could only be linked to that previous conversation. After some time of watching, he finally approached to talk again.

“Do you want to talk?” Forest’s father inquired as he placed his hand on the available seat opposite him, taking Forest out of a state of constant overthinking and disappointment.

“Not much to talk about; it was settled before,” he was direct but not disrespectful in his speech.

Marshall saw Forest's feelings and momentarily invited himself to sit with him.

“Come on, speak to me.”

He sighed before speaking: “I’m a little disappointed… She just seemed so… I don’t know, interesting. Even if it went to nothing, I’m sure I would have appreciated just having one conversation with her.”

“She is a fascinating woman,” Forest shot a look of ‘this isn’t helping’ toward his father. Marshall sat there momentarily, his fingers interlocking and thumbs twirling as he hesitated in his next speech, trapped in a contemplative look that Forest couldn’t read. “Well, she is also a regular at the dojo; she trains there every single night, and if you’re interested… maybe find a way to talk to her, maybe show her what I trained you.”

A spark of hope ignited in Forest’s eyes. “Wait, if she goes there regularly, how come I’ve never seen her? I’m there all the time.”

“She goes an hour after you leave.”

Typical, Forest thought.

“Just go an hour after you usually go, be respectful, but please remember, if she values her privacy and does not engage, do not force her to engage in the way you want her to.”

Forest thanked his father and mentally noted the timing; a feeling of renewed excitement had enticed him again. Forest’s mind was now filled with the thoughts of how he would talk to you, also wondering if you liked martial arts as much as he did or just learning. He was picturing maybe teaching you a thing or to if you were a beginner, but most importantly, he just wanted to get to know you behind your mystery.

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An hour later, Forest found himself standing outside the familiar dojo his father had also owned; a mix of nervousness and excitement coursed through him; he found it strange how he knew this place off by heart, but it felt like entering a new destination.

The atmosphere of the dojo was one of calm intensity. The rhythmic sounds of disciplined movements, punctuated by measured and controlled breaths, filled the air. The mats beneath Forest’s feet offered a subtle cushioning as he watched the room for you. His eyes scanned the room and found you, the one whose aura had left an ever-fixed mark on his imagination. You were alone; this time of night was unpopular with the rest of the customers.

You stood in the corner — secluded once again – executing precise and fluid movements. Clad in traditional gi, you exuded an air of focused tranquillity, your eyes fixed on an imaginary opponent. The play of light and shadow accentuated the determination etched on your face; the atmosphere around you seemed to hum with a subtle tension — a testament to the intensity of your training.

Forest hesitated momentarily, unsure of how to approach her amidst the silent symphony of the martial arts you showed expertise in. The serene atmosphere of the dojo was both calming and daunting, creating a delicate balance that echoes the discipline of practitioners like yourself. Summoning his courage, Forest finally approached you with measured steps, waiting momentarily as you stopped in your movements. As he neared you and watched you take notice of him, with those eyes that were making him melt, he couldn’t help but continue to marvel at the grace and precision with which you executed each technique and the natural grace that surrounded you.

You watched him for a moment; you had to admit he was a very attractive man, and you already knew who he was after multiple conversations with his father, but you didn’t know why his son was suddenly interested in speaking to you after the multiple years you attended the dojo and the restaurant with your investments.

“Excuse me, Ms. L/N?” Forest began, his voice cutting through the silence that now filled the dojo. You watched his face and saw a subtle glow of pink on his cheeks, his pupils dilating, as well as his avoided gaze every time you tried to make eye contact with him — you waited for him to tell you his business, and you were secretly enjoying watching up flustered with just a simple introduction; it felt like you had a certain but innocent control over him that excited you. “Um… I’m Forest Law… I’m sure you recognise the name. I saw you in my father’s restaurant, and well, I —”

You regarded him with a small smile: “Forest Law,” you repeated as if testing how the name fits on your lips, “I have heard about you from your father, Marshall; he’s been a lovely man to me. It’s great to meet his son that he talks about finally.”

“He talks about me to you?” he looked confused.

“Yes,” you let out a small laugh, “you might say I already know you a little bit; I’ve heard some of the stories that I won’t mention… But I also hear the love he has for you,” you watched him smile as you said those words, making it more clear of his striving for his father's approval. “No, what brings you here, exactly?”

Forest felt a mixture of relief and nervous energy, grateful that you were welcoming this interruption and complying with conversation; what added to the nerves was now thinking of something to say to fill the silence before it got awkward.

You decided to help him out: “Your father said you were trained well by him, how about you show me some skills? In that time, you could maybe think of what made you want to start this conversation with me,” you gave him a warm smile followed by a light and gentle laugh to poke a little fun at him — he was already starting to like your sense of humour.

Though initially surprised by the request, Forrest couldn’t resist the opportunity to show off his abilities. “Um, sure, sounds… fun, I suppose,” he couldn’t help but let out an awkward laugh to remove the silence.

As you two moved into the training area, Forest felt various emotions. That overconfident part of his personality was excited to live up to the expectations that your father had seemed to speak about to you, but there was a little voice in his head that made him overthink and worry about failing. However, when you both got onto the mats, Forest began to demonstrate a series of fluid techniques, movements of a fusion of precision and agility. — he made it his mission to get out of his head and to show you what he knew he was great at. You observed him with keen interest, your eyes tracking every motion, your eyebrow piquing in interest every time he executed a difficult and impressive move; his intricate combinations had led to your nod of approval.

“Impressive, Forest. Your father was right… There’s a certain finesse in your style.”

Encouraged by your words, Forest asked: “Would you like me to teach you one of the moves? It’s great practice.” You were starting to like the small increments of confidence he was starting to have with you; it was fun knowing his handsome man wanted to get to know you and spend time with you. You considered his proposal while deep in thought when observing the attractive features that were standing out to you, then giving a thoughtful gaze before continuing: “I’d be honoured. Lead on.”

A unique exchange, a martial arts dance between Forest and you followed. Forest guided you through various techniques, patiently correcting your form and offering encouragement now and again; he was also impressed with your own moves that you implemented into his movement combinations.; you absorbed the lessons and made them your own; this confidence and skill only added to Forest’s attraction to you. The dojo echoes with the soft sounds of footsteps, the swish of fabric, and the occasional thud of controlled impacts. Forest continued to marvel at the synchronicity of your aura when practising your own fighting style.

As you concluded your joint session, you began to speak with your eyes, reflecting a newfound appreciation: “Thank you, Forest, I’ve enjoyed this… Your skills are truly commendable. I must say you do put me to shame sometimes,” you laughed.

“What do you mean? You were amazing there,” he got lost when looking into your eyes for a moment, quickly breaking the visual connection, thinking if he lingered his stare too long, you would be weirded out.

“Perhaps you could come with me again,” you started, “we could have some joint training sessions…” Forest was about to agree before you added more to your statement, “ But first you must answer the first question I was waiting on… What brought you here? I know this is your father's property, but I’m only now seeing you… My curiosity will get the better of me.”

Forest took a deep breath.

“Well… I saw you in the restaurant yesterday; I just so happened to stop there randomly and unscheduled to look out and see how my father was doing. As I began to wander… I saw you,” you watched intently, “I find you a beautiful and mysterious woman, Ms L/N —”

“You may just call me Y/N… No need for the sophistication.”

“Thank you… But, as I was saying, I did want to speak to you and was too scared, and I came here after seeing this is your usual time and… I just wanted to get to know the woman that made me nonstop think about her.”

A blush appeared on your cheeks, watching his eyes sparkle as he recounted that night he saw you; the way he titled you as the “beautiful and mysterious woman” just created butterflies in your stomach. You had heard about the many good things about Forest from Marshall and often wondered what this marvellous son was like, and meeting him here and now made that curiosity grow bigger; you wanted to get to know this man more, that gut feeling of knowing this was a man you wanted to see where things would go — so you provided him with an offer.

“I’m very flattered you think of me that way,” you walked a little closer to him, placing your hand on the side of his arm, knowing that would drive him a little crazy, “how about we get to know each other a bit better, maybe meet here again tomorrow… Maybe break away at the mystery I seem to have.”

“I would love that.”

You then leaned in for a moment, giving him a kiss on the cheek, watching as he froze and blushed.

“consider it a thank you for your compliments and what you taught me today,” you said.

As you two excited the dojo together, the bond forged through martial arts now lingered in the air. Forest couldn’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment and connection, grateful and curious at the prospect of an unexpected journey of being involved with you as well as getting to know you more than just a beautiful investor for his father.

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moriahwritez · 4 months

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Braiding Jinx hair 💙

Requested from @kitkaaz

Summary: You were babysitting Jinx (since Silco; her father had meetings to go, so instead you stay the night doing her hair until he comes back).

Warnings: (None) *Only care and treatment*

Anyone’s allow to read this (This is all for enjoyment) Pls enjoy!!

-Also, relaxing music is so helpful while reading this

-(Can search up Cleancore music on yt.)

Jinx in her meantime was working on gadgets; any other tools she uses in her privacy hideout. She’s listening to her loud music ,while being her own self, not noticing a person was behind her trying to get her attention. “Um Jinx…” you tried waving her but she was focusing on her thing. You tried tapping on her shoulder but that didn’t help either. So when her record player turned off itself, Jinx spins around and jumps to see you stand there. “Whew! Jeez, you couldn’t wait until I was done, y/n.” You giggle at her words. “My bad about that. Silco told me to come by and spend time with you while he’s away. He just have business to take care of.” You wasn’t trying to have her mood change after saying that. You could tell Jinx frown but you did your best to cheer her up. “What if I could braid your hair as a special treat?” You smile at her. Jinx glance back at you looking through you with her goggles. “I guess so…sure why not.” You order her to sit down on the floor and so she did. Jinx sat down as if she was as like a small child looking innocent. She giggle slightly which made you did along. Then Jinx took off her goggles and waited for you to unbraid two of her ponytails.

You did so by gently taking off the yellow rubber bands she had on her hair. And carefully start unwrapping each braid Jinx had all the way down to the top of her head. You hum while doing the work process. It felt like music in your ears, taking your sweet time admiring how beautiful is her blue hair. It was somehow quiet, although you hear Jinx singing a random song in her happy mood, you went on unbraiding still, making her hair fall slowly downwards behind her back after you finally was able to get the braids all off. Jinx hair was vivid and so blue as the sea ocean or the clear blue sky. It’s like if she was a mermaid with her hair floating around her. Jinx was enjoying the feeling with you, doing her hair. It felt unfamiliar to her as a sort of motherly kind feeling (which she never had that moment before).

While figuring out what to do with her hair again, you decided to drag her towards a sink you could find and brought out Jinx favorite soap. “Noooo” Jinx groans not wanting to get her hair wash. You had to anyway cuz surely Jinx had been scratching her hair most often. Even Silco told you about that. You continue to pamper her on what was Jinx given. Turning on the sink, you put Jinx hair down and start washing her hair in bubbly soap. The water was comforting to jinx with soothing soft texture in her scalp. Jinx felt relaxed and carefree, able to let go of things she was thinking of the back of her head. The things that gave her flashbacks, the memories she still remember. But the feeling of her hair getting cleaned, makes it way easier.

After that nice moment, you dry up her hair with a towel, blow drying it and then begin combing a brush Jinx had in her dresser (since you forgot to bring a lot of the stuff for her hair). Which gentle strokes on combing her blue hair was given a refreshed start. Jinx never had her hair done all the time, so you let her know that you would come to teach her after two months. You continue on combing it out, massaging her hair and releasing any knots Jinx had hidden inside her hair. Jinx never like to untangle some because how hurt it can be. Jinx did her best to sit still and not move a lot because she hates having her hair untangled. You comfort her to keep sitting still and you’ll be done in no time. Through the process, of Jinx hair getting washed, brushed and combed out, finally you start of styling up a cute hairstyle. You let Jinx pick out a hairstyle which was (towards the end)

You gave the hair Jinx chooses of a nice touch to her overall look. Decided it was best to make it look like the image, you start back sectioning out on two part of her hair and then twisted each of her hair to a braid, adding cute beads and then putting colorful hairpins on her bangs. A while of doing that, Jinx look at herself in the reflection with her eyes wide. She was adorable like a doll wearing cute ribbons. Her expression softens a bit, finding out how lovely she turned out. Jinx gave you a squeeze jumping up and down on how excited she was. You totally forgot how energetic she was. She thank you and got back on spinning her favorite chair again and continue on more of her gadgets while you just stand there, watching her from behind and smiling warmly at her.

(And this her hairstyle)

I’m glad I ended up doing something through my lazy and long ass morning and noon before heading out to work at the gym, gaining on muscles myself. Have a wonderful rest of your day and new year. I’ll come back to do more fanfics on her more and others . lmk other request. Much love🦋

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kookiesandcreams · 1 year

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Can you pls make jungkook scenario where he a overprotective dad because his daughter is so beautiful and angelic many boys and girls have crush on her like other members sons and children fight for her, she gets many confession and proposals for her school, he so possessive about her (fluff ♥️ daughter has black hair and blue eyes, age 11-14 ,idol father jk pls pls )🥺🥺

Pairing: mom oc × dad jungkook

Genre: heart melting fluff

Wc: 750 word

A/n: so I tried my best to write and I hope you like it hun <3 ong the scenario you suggested is so lovely! @jewel-19102005

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"Don't you think those are too short?" He did his famous side neck.

"No, jungkook," you shook your head.

"Ready for school, Aria?"

She nods and carries her backpack and strides towards the car. You and Jungkook follow her. The weather looked clear and pleasant, perfect day for you to hang out with your friends or wives of other idols.

"Baby, the girls and I might visit Hyun-ae unnie today since the weather looks perfect. She hasn't had a day off in while because of the twins. So, I want you to tell Yoongi Oppa to be home early, okay?"

"Uhm, about that—"

"I don't want any excuses." You cut him off in between.

Sneaking a peak at rear view mirror you smile at yourself when you see her petite figure dozing off in the backseat. Aria has been growing up beautifully. You know teen life is hard and full of changes. You were also aware how a lot of boys from her class had a silly crush on her. But you trusted her with making correct decisions. Jungkook could be hard to deal because of his possessiveness and his over protective tendencies. But you think, as a girl dad it's legit.

The trip to school was short and sweet. Jungkook parks the car in the parking lot and ushers Aria out of the car. Well, you knew it wasn't gonna be a simple trip to school though. As soon as Aria was out you saw Su-bin walking towards her. What you also saw was Jungkooks jaw clenching.

"Hey kiddo, why do you always follow her around?"

Su-bin just shrugs at him and begins walking behind Aria.

Jungkook does his classic jaw clench and walks to the car, slightly frustrated and worried. Once you both settle in the car, you hold his hand and squeeze it as to give him some reassurance.

"Hey, Kook, I know you are worried about her and what would happen to her buy trust me, Aria is a nice, responsible girl. Just because we became parents at a young age doesn't mean Aria would act recklessly as well.."

"I know, babe, but—"

"No, I mean it Kook. And if you ask me I wouldn't exchange what I have now for anything in this world."

"Yes, I know that. I just you know-" he is silent again. Not the uncomfortable one but a peaceful and thoughtful silence.

"Babe, do you remember how hard things were for us? Your health was fragile and finance was tight. Even the members were skeptical about our decision of keeping Aria."

"And now? Everything is perfect Jungkook! I love what we have. I love this little family we created."

"Your life was at stake, Y/n. I couldn't think straight. It was messed up." You noticed slight rise of tone in his voice. Vulnerable Jungkook was rare, but you know his family means everything for him.

"But we figure out the stuffs together, bun." You play with his hair and slide your hand on his back, comforting him. Your breathes are the only sound you hear right now. Everything is calm. You pull out your phone and dig through the gallery.

"Look here." You grab his attention.

All alert and out of his trance, he bends forward to get a good view. It's a picture of Aria if when she was four. Jungkook chuckles as you see moisture gathering in his eyes. His otherwise doe eyes, now glossy, make you feel emotional and take you back to the time when things were hard for the both of you.

"She has my hair and your eyes. And I swear to God, I've never seen anyone as beautiful as our princess." There's a serene smile adorning his face.

You stare at that beautiful picture of Aria, her silky black hair and deep blue eyes. Some of her teeth were missing, and overall, it just made the picture look cuter.

"Let's get coffee and then you can drop me off to, Yoongi's place. Also, later I want you to drop Aria and Jaden off to Oppa's house. We may go out to eat. Sounds good?"

"Are you kidding me? Jaden definitely has a crush on her. No I'm leaving Jaden at school."

You raise your eyes, "are you serious, babe? We just talked about it now. And I'm sure Namjoon oppa wouldn't be happy to know you left his son at school."

He just shrugs and shakes his head, "yeah, whatever. I'll see."

"Switch that protective dad mode off." The both of you laugh and proceed to the café.

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iikkeee · 1 year

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Jealousy | w. adams

Wednesday x Reader fluff!

Summary: Y/n is in a relationship with Xavier but when he sets his eyes on Wednesday, Y/n couldn’t help but feel horrible. That’s when Wednesday reveals she only has feeling for Y/n.

Warnings- cheating, being friends with Bianca, Xavier being an ass

A/n- this idea randomly came across to me and I needed to write it so bad, anyways hope you guys enjoy! You might see me writing an Enid oneshot later on!

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You sat giddy on your chair at the back of the classroom, you could not wait for the raven. It would only be better if you actually had someone to go with you thought as you longingly stared at the long haired boy at the front of the class, he drew and it came to life off of the pages. You couldn’t help but fawn at him. When the bell rang you immediately went next to his side, taking Ajax’s chair as he waved you both off.

“So…your going to dance right…?” You asked drawing circles on the boys hand. “Of course” He replied intertwining his hand with yours “well aren’t you going to ask me something..?” You said leaning into him, he looked farther off in to the distance not even paying attention to what you were saying. You looked in the direction that he was and saw Wednesday, she was beautiful of course. She had gorgeous hair and captivating eyes, she was so pretty, you couldn’t help but have a ping of jealousy from her. She was perfect, especially to your boyfriend who couldn’t keep an eye off of her no matter what.

You sat there in silence for a bit, stunned at the new emotions you were having as you looked at you boyfriend longing for another. “Xavier….?” You asked reluctantly as you looked away from his face in sadness. “Oh sorry…what did you say?” He asked shaking his head and giving you a soft smile, you sighed before giving him a fake smile “I said aren’t you going to ask me something..?” “Oh haha, right. Um should we go together?” He asked nonchalantly, you smiled and grabbed your textbooks, getting up and quickly leaving the classroom. His eyes following you as you left.

You sighed as you got out of the doorway, sliding down on the wall next to it, your head in between your legs as you tried not to think about what you had just experienced. You felt someone stand in front of you, she crossed her arms and blew a raspberry. You looked up to see Bianca. “Need a hand?” She asked leaning down and holding her hand out to you, you grabbed it and pulled her into a tight hug.

“What happened now?” “He doesn’t like me anymore.” “And what makes you say that?” “All he ever does is stare at…” you cut yourself off as you stared over at the black haired girl, she spoke to her colorful friend Enid, her gaze returning to met yours. You felt a ping in your heart before you brushed it off and looked at Bianca. “Wednesday huh? She’s the freak of all freaks, I’m sure Xavier doesn’t like her like that.” She said rubbing your arm reassuringly “I really hope so…” You mumbled as you made your way down the hall, Bianca fumbled as she tried to follow you. “Don’t worry about that, just think about how much we’re going to have at the raven tonight!” She said grabbing your hand and smiling widely.

Once you completed all your classes, you decided to go dress shopping with Bianca. You both giggled arm in arm as you made your way into the different shops, slowly your worries went away as you hung out with your best friend. “Ooh, let’s go in there!” You said pointing at a gothic store, filled with black dresses that were dramatic in every way. “Really?” Bianca asked curiously, her eyebrow raised at she looked at the dresses. You gave her a nod and she sighed motioning to the door. You squeaked and went inside, the bell rang as you stepped inside. “Woah this is amazing!” You said going through the aisles, every one filled with beautiful gowns. “Yuck, this stuff looks like something that Wednesday girl would wear” Bianca said looking repulsed as she touched a black dress residing at the front of the store. “I think she has great style” You said rolling your eyes as you shuffled through the clothing rack. “Ew.” Bianca said as she made her way over to you. “It’s not like she can help it, she is allergic to color” you said sighing “right like I believe that, why are you even defending her?” She said curiously, her hands residing in her hips “no reason…” you said focusing on the gowns in front of you.

Truth was that you felt a certain way about the strange girl, was you boyfriend interested in her? Yes. But that wasn’t it, you yearned for her attention. She was one of the most beautiful people you’ve ever seen and you wanted everything to at least be friends with her. You closed your eyes before quickly going into the back of the store looking at the dresses that were hung up on the wall. You looked up to see a beautiful black gown, it has long sleeves that spread out at the end, it almost looked like wings. It was covered with floral lace that decorated the ends the small details, you looked in awe. “This is it” You said causing Bianca’s eyes to shift towards it “well if that’s what you want…” she said giving you a small scoff

You quickly asked the worker at the front to get it down for you, she happily obliged and lead you to the dressing room, you said a quick thank you before heading inside. You let Bianca hold your bag and sit on the couches outside of the fitting rooms. “Let me know if you want any help in there okay y/n?” “Alright” you yelled back before slipping the dress on. You smiled as you looked in the mirror, the dress perfectly framed your body showing your curves. You came out and span for Bianca to see “this is perfect!” You squeaked “you look so good Y/n” She said giving you a smile, you smiled back before going back into the room and changing back.

You came out to not see Bianca, you checked the front of the store and noticed her paying “what are you paying for?” You asked curiously as you looked above her shoulder “I found a dress while you were changing” “I thought you didn’t like any of the dresses…” you said teasing her “trust me it’s one of the normal ones” she said chuckling as she rolled her eyes, she pulled her bag off the counter letting you put down your dress as you payed for it. “Let’s get going then, no need to be late now” She said quickly grabbing your hand and dragging you out of the store.

Once you made it to your shared dorm you both quickly got ready. You applied your makeup and smiled to yourself in the mirror, looking good… “Ready to go?” Bianca asked happily, she wore a blue sequined dress with blue eyeshadow plastered on her lids. “You look beautiful, Bianca” “right back at you” “but um, I’m just going to text Xavier really quick” you said grabbing your phone off of your dresser, quickly sending a text to him “where are you?” You sent “Alright, we’ll I’m going to be right outside if you need me” She said opening the door “Just go without me, I’ll be there soon” “Alright then” she said reluctantly before shutting the door.

You paced around the room waiting for an answer, you rolled your eyes as you waited for a reply. It had been ten minutes and you were fed up so you quickly composed yourself and made your way into the ball room. “Welcome to the raven!” Ms. Thornhill exclaimed as soon as she saw you “Hello Ms. Thornhill, and principal Weems” you said giving them both a big smile “you look beautiful, miss l/n” Principal Weems said “thank you.” You replied gratefully before making your way inside. You quickly scanned the room and went to the table where Bianca sat.

“Hey y/n!” She exclaimed happily pulling you into a chair next to hers “Where’s Xavier?” She asked looking behind you worriedly “you tell me…” You mumbled, slumping down in your chair. “Ugh…boys” She said rolling her eyes. You both stood in silence before you looked up to see Xavier jogging up to your table. “Y/n!” He said giving you a kiss on the cheek and sitting next to you, scooting his chair to face yours. “Where have you been, I sent you a text” you said rolling your eyes “oh um…guess I didn’t notice?” He replied sleepily as he checked his phone. “I’m going to go get punch” Bianca said quickly trying to get away from the situation

“Whatever it’s fine” you said breathing up and composing yourself, maybe you could forget about all the horrible things for once and just focus on what should be one of the best days in nevermore academy. You laid you head on Xavier’s shoulder looking at the dance floor where creatures of all kinds danced and laughed at the blasting music. You closed your eyes as he leaned his head on yours, he hand finding yours as he squeezed your hand. He truly was one of your most favorite people, he was so sweet and kind. You could melt into his arms.

He suddenly squeezed your hand tightly making you screech quietly as you removed your hand from his. His hands were in fists and his face was red with fury. You gulped as you looked at his expression before looking at where he was to see Wednesday dancing with the guy from the towns coffee shop. “Why is she with him off all people?” He said in between his teeth, your expression fell, your eyes becoming filled with tears. “How could talk about her when I’m right here?” He didn’t like you anymore, there’s no way he did. All he cared about was Wednesday, not you. “Y/n you don’t understand-“ he said grabbing you hand in between his “Let me go.” You sniffled as you pushed your arm away from him, he loosened you grip and you ran away. Your long dress following you as you made your way outside of the ball room.

You sobbed as you you sat on the concrete steps outside, the teachers and students were no longer inside and instead you sat alone. The cold wind flowing through your hair as you cried, mascara running down your cheeks and onto you pretty dress. You heard footsteps come from behind you, and someone sat next to you. “You okay?” You heard a familiar voice ask, you looked up to see Wednesday, her hair was neatly pulled up into a braided bun. Her puffy black dress surrounding her body as she sat next to you, her features glowing in the moonlight. “Go away…please” as much as you knew it wasn’t her fault you couldn’t stand to look at her at the moment. “What happened y/n?” She said her hand residing on your knee “Xavier…all he can talk and think about it you when I’m his girlfriend I mean-“ you were cut off when Wednesday pulled you into a kiss. You were shocked but melted into it, her lips moved gracefully against yours, as if you were both made for each other. Her arms wrapped around your waist and you snaked yours around her neck, pulling your bodies closer to each other. She got on top of you pulling away when you were fully on the ground.

You held her cheeks in your hands, both of your cheeks flushed as you looked at each other “I only like you y/n” She whispered bluntly “but…Xavier” you replied your eyes shifting at her gaze “leave him, he doesn’t deserve you as much as I do” She said caressing your cheek “okay.” Was the only thing you said before pulling her back into a passionate kiss.

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pinkemerald3 · 8 months

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say what you feel 😉

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hyunjinners · 4 months

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Alright! I would like to create a story about the k-pop group Xdinary Heroes, focusing on Jooyeon. The storyline I'd like to envision involves a romantic encounter followed by a marriage proposal. If it's not too much trouble, I'd like to know how this would unfold. However, if specific requests aren't accepted, I'm open to suggestions and trust in your creativity.

𐐪♡︎₊˚ 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐄 - Lee Jooyeon x reader

𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬 - where his and Jooyeon's relationship begins in spring and a new phase begins with the opening of the flowers of the next spring… || 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 - Jooyeon x fem¡reader || 𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗥𝗘 - established relationship, cute, happy ending, comfort || 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 - can be read as idol and non-idol || 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗗𝗦 𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗧 - 3,08k || 𝗔/𝗡 - Hello! Well, this chapter was requested by an anonymous reader. I hope you like it and that it meets your expectations. As there was no specification of which pronoun should be used, I placed the reader as female. Remembering that English is not my first language, I apologize in advance for any spelling and/or grammatical errors. Enjoy the chapter - reviews are welcome in the comments! ;) 🤍🌼

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𝗥𝗘𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗣𝗦 had never been his strong suit, not in real life at least. From a very early age, you learned from books and stories told through other people's experiences about what love was like, but never tried to answer for herself. Love for people is like a delicate subject, with its point of view varying depending on who has experienced it.

Love was like a philosophy, being able to be diverse and never really reaching the absolute truth. Perhaps the true understanding of love has not been achieved for the simple fact that it is experienced by different people. Different minds, personalities, character and even desires. It's not a bad thing, but love is not something that should be debated, but rather vivid - and you were completely aware of that.

His love of reading was a type of love you knew him well. The need to read what you felt was like oxygen for you. You were no fanatic, but he felt that the world of reading was a world that served to give a little hope to his harsh reality. Reading is like traveling without leaving your place, it's expanding your frontiers of knowledge without having exactly too many experiences. Reading allows you to get to know a world in which people, from an early age, ignore the harsh truth that it really was.

You always carried a book with you and felt that as long as you had one in your hands, you were complete. Well, until that day in the park.

The ecological park in his city was very close to his house, allowing him to access that place almost daily. Sitting down on the grass in front of the various species of flowers that lay in front of you, you closed your eyes breathing in the moist air that spring gives you. Opening your sketchbook and notes, you began to draw the flowers that caught your attention the most.

Momentarily, your eyes look up when you hear the sound of light footsteps towards you. A tall boy, long black hair with blonde highlights and a cute smile bowed slightly towards you when he realized he felt your presence. With a slight nod, you slowly closed your notebook, curious as to why the boy was there.

"Hey, sorry to bother you. So where I was sitting there was a lot of sun and this was the closest place that had shade, so I wondered if, you know, if I can sit here with you." He rambled nervously and you giggled at how cute he was. Nodding, you moved - even if not necessary - to the side so he could sit down.

A comfortable silence settled in as he listened to music on his headphones and you went back to drawing. You loved reading, but writing was also your strong point. Putting his emotions and experiences from other readings on paper was like a form of escape for him. Next to the drawing, you began to write what came to your mind, "he loves me…your love…bloom…"

You sigh when you realize that you weren't able to finish the poem, Perhaps due to a moment of distraction, creativity evaporated from his pores and nothing he said seemed to make sense. Feeling watched again, you look to the side and the boy jumps in fright when he is caught in the act watching you. He fake coughs to try and alleviate some of his embarrassment and you didn't miss the way his cheeks were red as he looked at you with a look of mixed emotions.

"I'm sorry I looked, it was inevitable. You know, your drawings are amazing and your writing is really good, your art is really inspiring and I take my hat off to you, I really do." You laugh awkwardly, fidgeting with your hair nervously. Now you were the one blushing. "I appreciate the compliment, but I don't think it's exactly an art...I just like passing time."

"And who said it isn't? Art is everything we do with passion and devotion, externalizing it in a more visible way to others. You do it because you like it, right? Then you have your art."

You sigh, flattered and surprised. This boy was definitely his undoing from now on.

And it really was.

Jooyeon was the key in his heart that allowed him to experience, experience and believe in love. He was her love. He made himself part of his life and it became his art, his passion. Everything you did for her was with complete devotion and pleasure, wishing he felt and enjoyed the feeling of being loved and loving too. He loved you with all his might and was the kind of person who was easy to love.

E, with the blink of an eye, it had been five years since you met him and three years since he asked you to be his girlfriend. Apparently he wasn't the only one who was easy to love. He loved loving you. Ironic, but true. Jooyeon felt that her life had been shaped by the hands of destiny with the aim of loving her and making her feel important in this challenging and oppressive world. Like a gentle breeze, his zeal for you entered your pores, making you rest peacefully during your days with the knowledge that you had a home where you could return to rest if you felt alone during your journey in life.

It wasn't uncommon for Jooyeon to treat her with treats, affection and some walks, but this week, he brought out the nerves in your skin as he assured you that this time he had prepared everything for you. He stated that it was simple, but from the heart. Getting ready casually - just as he requested - but not messy, you walked to the city center where he arranged to meet you as soon as he got off work.

You saw Jooyeon standing in front of your favorite restaurant with a small white bag in her left hand and nervously looking at her cell phone in her right hand. When your eyes met, he put his cell phone in his pocket waving happily at you, an almost childish joy shining in his eyes.

You run to hug him and he catches you so hard you almost can't breathe. Laughing, you gently slapped his back, "love calm down. I can't breathe," he reluctantly pulls away, tucking a messy strand of hair behind your ear, then holding her face and placing a quick peck on her lips, as they were in a public environment.

"I thought you were going to abandon me here. I was almost leaving." He dramatically puts his hand on his heart as if it's about to break. You let out an amused laugh at the situation, hitting Jooyeon on the arm and rolling your eyes, "stop the drama. Is this all just because I took five minutes?"

He shakes his head playfully, placing his right arm over your shoulders, kissing your temple then, "You know, your 'only five minutes late' made us miss our reservation, so I had a better idea."

"Where are we going, Jooyeon?"

"Just watch, trust me."

You brush aside the hair that was stuck to Jooyeon's forehead that was stuck together because of the humid air and send a piece of egg into her mouth. He nods gratefully as you lie down next to him.

The two of you were constantly improving your relationship and trying to do new things whenever possible, but an encounter at the city's most popular sauna was surprising and a little funny. Of course, relaxing your muscles after many days of hard work wasn't a bad idea.

Playing with the hem of his shirt, you find yourself watching him. You always thought he was cute, but at the same time he was extremely attractive and his long damp hair stuck to his thick neck and his veins marking made her sigh and think about how lucky she was to have such a handsome boyfriend.

He catches her staring and laughs at her expression for being lost in thought. He strokes her hair and you close your eyes momentarily enjoying the moment. "What are you thinking, pretty girl?" You laugh at the nickname he's called you since you started your friendship. You bite the inside of your mouth and answer him with a smile, "It's nothing, just...thank you. Thank you for bringing me here today. I don't think there is another person who would make me so happy to take me to a random place just because they don't have the patience to wait for a reservation and still make me laugh with it. You are incredible, the best of all. I don't think I can live without you. Above all, you are my best friend and confidant, I feel happy to be able to share spontaneous and joyful moments like this with you."

He places a sincere kiss on your forehead before pulling you into a hug that envelops you with so much affection for the effect he has on you. You rest your head in the crook of his neck and breathe in the smell that reminded you so much of having a home. He smelled of comfort - and a hint of orange and cinnamon and it made the hairs on your arms stand up. He brushes your hair aside to whisper in your ear, like a secret only you could hear, the only one worthy of being able to share, “I love you. You are my everything and I couldn't imagine anyone else by my side. Thank you for being with me." You look at him and say before connecting your lips, "I love you too."

"I can't believe you're going to make me walk more, Jooyeon. I want to sleep," you whimper dramatically and he could swear he would explode with cuteness if he didn’t squeeze your cheeks right now. Sighing in a fake eye roll, Jooyeon bends down in front of you, "Come on, you can go upstairs." You jump and clap childishly as you climb onto his back and he continues walking. "You're really spoiled, you know that?" He tries futilely to hold back a laugh. "And you're the best in the world." You fix the ponytail you made in his hair when you were in the room - which after much insistence he allowed you to do.

"But where are we going anyway?" You asked with a cute pout resting your head on his shoulder while playing with his hair. "Look ahead, we're here." Raising your head, you saw the beautiful lighting that decorated the ecological park that you knew so well. Anxious and happy, you practically jumped off his back, grabbing Jooyeon's hand, pulling him more hurriedly.

With so much tiredness and exhaustion recently, you hadn't been able to go to the park for almost a year and you already missed the place that served as a box of personal memories and your relationship. This is where you read your first book. It was here that he discovered his passion for flowers and consequently for painting, and it was here that you met the love of your life and the person who turned it upside down in a way that you found welcome.

Sitting on the same bench where you first met, Jooyeon put her arm around your shoulders and you joined your hands, resting your head on his shoulder. Closing your eyes, you breathe in the humid, nostalgic air that that park brought at this time of year. Spring was like a box of memories for you. The best experiences of your life happened during this season, maybe that's why the flowers love it so much that they only open at this time of year, They are grateful for the beauty and grace that this season pours like a gentle breeze over them.

Observing the flowers - now illuminated by the small yellow lights that twined around the trees - you squeeze Jooyeon’s hand and pull away slightly to look him in the eyes. "Thank you for bringing me here after so long." His expression changes from happy to confused when he sees Jooyeon shaking her leg frantically while playing with her nails. You caress his knee making him stop his movements immediately. "Everything is fine?"

His nervousness reminded her of the first time she saw and her heart almost missed a beat. He throws his hair back and as if a flash of determination has cleared his mind, he looks at her with a deep and courageous look, but still sweet and calm. "I thought so much about what I could do today that I felt like a chore machine. But then I realized that with you things don't need to be planned. You are spontaneous, unique, cheerful, very intelligent and kind. I think my way of loving is quality time and with you by my side, everything becomes so easy and less tiring…”

Listening in silence, you affectionately caress his hand, absorbing every word of what is being said by him. "And I need you. I want you only for me."

"But you have me all to yourself, love." You giggle, confused and amused at how cute he looked at the right choice of words, "no, it's not just that. Not just like that. I want you all to myself... forever and ever." Jooyeon holds her hand, guiding her to stand up, then joining their hands together.

"I didn't bring you here just because we hadn't seen each other in a while, but for a bigger reason. It was here that we met for the first time… It was the first time I looked at my world, my universe. And I can say with certainty that even after these years of our relationship, my heart still misses the same beat as when I saw you for the first time."

"Jooyeon…"

"Can I tell you a secret?" You nod, your cheeks almost burning in embarrassment, "There wasn't any sun, you know, that day. Where I was there was also a shadow… I just wanted to talk to you, but I didn't have the courage to come without an excuse." He scratches the back of his head with a funny laugh, still a little embarrassed by the sincerity. "Can I tell you a secret too?" A playful smile appeared on her lips and you learned to whisper in Jooyeon's ear, "I knew there was no sun. I wanted you to talk to me too." A childish laugh leaves your lips and you feel almost light for being sincere after so long, like two teenagers discovering love.

"But I don't regret it. I don't regret lying to talk to you. You taught me the meaning of life, made me see things as a masterpiece, improving my art. You made me understand the meaning of flowers, you made me believe that 'she loves me' is more than just a child's game… and I want more. I want to be with you more, with the security that you won't escape my hands," Jooyeon kneels down, taking out a small velvet box from her pocket that held such great meaning.

Over the course of your relationship with Jooyeon, you learned that the little things are the most important things on a journey. Small moments build a relationship and, a small velvety box of crimson color, improves relationships. "Will you accept being mine forever?" You've imagined this moment your whole life, he thought he was going to cry or scream, but his only reaction was to kneel down next to Jooyeon and hug him tightly, feeling the transformation of the atmosphere into something so sincere and simple, yet very meaningful.

"You don't need to give me a speech, Jooyeon. If today you see differently because of me, It's because at some point I learned to love things because of your influence. You taught me what art is, and I learned to live my passions because of it. Thank you for making me understand the meanings of flowers."

"... so is that a yes?" Jooyeon pulls her away a little to face her. You laugh at the doubtful expression on his face, he was still your cute boy. Slowly and tenderly, you connected your lips in a delicate kiss that carried more than a thousand words in the silence of the night. With a caress on his cheek, you pull away resting your forehead on his.

"Do you still have doubts?"

A/N - It's finally out! I confess that I have a lot of chapters to do, but I already advanced this one because an idea came to me at the time. I hope that you enjoyed! I confess that I don't follow the group, but I remember the announcement when they debuted. Anyway, don't kill me if the personalities didn't match 😭 I did something really sweet on purpose, I confess that I love a sad chapter, but when I write something happy, I can't stop haha. Please leave your feedback in the comments, it encourages me ;)

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