#i always keep that in mind but sometimes my heart still falls for them -w-
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❉ confessing to you w/ Geto, Toji & Shiu
➸ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏: Gojo, Nanami & Higuruma
a/n: reader is gn!
obviously i lied when i said that i won't write a part 2 for this, but here we are. the scenarios plagued my mind and i had to get them out. both Toji's and Geto's part turned out a little sad and angsty, but that's what you get with those tragic chars, i guess.
❦ 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈
Toji doesn’t confess. Deep, deep down he fears that he might put a curse on you if he speaks what weighs on his heart.
You gotta forgive him, he’s a burned child.
He’s afraid that you’re gonna vanish once he says these words out loud; without a trace, making him wonder if you were merely a fever dream. But you’re here, next to him in the dark, the heat of your body seeping into his when you roll over in your sleep and cling to him. He has to keep you safe, it’s what his life revolves around.
Toji’s hands are surprisingly gentle when he brushes a loose strand of hair behind your ear. You wouldn’t think that the same hands were covered in blood only a few hours ago. Some days he wouldn’t stop scrubbing them until you wrapped yours around his, giving him that look that makes his heart flinch. There’s no fear in your eyes, only compassion and a calm adoration, enough to make the lump of unsaid words in his throat swell. Sometimes he wonders if he’s gonna suffocate on those one day; if you’ll be able to forgive him for loving you, for touching you with those bloodstained hands, for engraving himself into your being.
He hopes you know. You do, don’t you? You wouldn’t curl up besides him otherwise, tangled in sheets he’ll never stay too long because he fears his world will melt down to just the two of you. So he keeps his gun on the nightstand and one foot out of the door, but his eyes will always dart back to your sleeping figure. You mumble out his name in your sleep and Toji responds by pulling you closer to him, only for a moment, holding his breath when you stir awake for a heartbeat.
Maybe he can love you in between.
In those split seconds when you’re not asleep but not awake either; neither dreaming nor conscious. Not in this life, not in the next one. But in another life, when the stars have aligned and lead you back into his arms. Maybe he can hold you without worrying about staining your soul, your heart; maybe then he can kiss you with the absence of fear. Until then he’ll bite his tongue till he draws blood, choking on the words he chose not to say.
You will forgive him, won’t you?
❦ 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎
In the dark and hazy mind of Geto, you’re the golden light that always guides him back to life. Even though fears he’ll dim you once he encases you, he can’t stay away from you for too long, your warmth way too addicting to him. You never push him away, instead you open your arms to embrace him. It’s as if you’re blinded by your own light, choosing not to see the sins he had committed because it would mean you’d have to stop loving him, and that would mean your whole world would simply fall apart; it’d mean Geto would fall apart.
Geto never asks for much. He did once and maybe that’s the heaviest burden he has to carry; that night when he showed up at your doorstep, asking you to leave everything behind and come with him. It was selfish, he knows that much. But how could you have denied him anything, when both his voice and heart were close to breaking, when he mumbled your name like an apology, his hands trembling till the moment you wrapped yours around them?
It’s too late now, and saying those words out loud now would feel like a binding vow, destroying you in the end. He can’t do that to you. Not to the person who saw the core of his soul and still chose to stay by his side, over all these years. Not budging, not complaining.
An unconditional love with eyes closed. A black hole where his heart is supposed to be, from dusk but never to dawn; while you’re burning brighter than a thousand suns. Maybe he has always been in your orbit, inevitably drawn to you.
When Geto trails kisses from your fingertips to your wrists, he can’t help but wonder when the day will come when he’ll slip through these fingers and plunge into darkness. He imagines your desperate cries and the scratch marks on his skin when you attempt to pull him back, back to the light, back to you. One day, it will be too late, he’s sure of that. His end won’t be a kind one.
All he can hope for is your forgiveness when he places his bleeding heart in your open palms, and that you’ll swallow him whole like he did with the burden of never being able to openly telling you how deeply, madly he loved you.
❦ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐔
Whenever he pulls up in the driveway, Shiu can’t help but wonder if you’re gonna be there, waiting for him at his doorstep with that mischievous grin of yours. You’re just a neighbor who he occasionally shares a cigarette with, he keeps telling himself, knowing it’s a full blown lie at this point.
You’re tugging at his heart strings, night for night. Sometimes the thought of you just lying a few meters away from him, on the other side of a wall, drives him insane. You should be here, in his bed, in his arms. His sheets should smell like you in the morning, not like this creeping loneliness. Yet he never invites you inside and you never dare him to, like a stray cat tiptoeing at the edge of an open door, hoping for sweet treats and head scratches. It’s a game you’re both playing.
“My sweet,” he mumbles in that raspy voice you’ve learned to love so much when he spots you sitting at your familiar spot. Without hesitation he takes off his suit jacket and puts it around your shoulders. He never asks how long you’ve been sitting and waiting there for him, but he can easily tell from your cold fingertips when you hand him the lighter. Just a neighbor.
Inviting you in would mean something more than just opening the door. Within his profession, you don’t do love. There’s simply no room for it. Affection is exchanged through bundled yen notes and comes with fake laughter and lots of regret and headache in the morning. It’s just how things go. It’s the life Shiu chose for himself.
So why did his heart yearn so much for you? He should break this up before it even gets started. But he cannot, not when you inch closer while you talk, until your knees and your shoulders are touching, and the smoke from your shared cigarette is blown from lips to lips, as if you’re both testing just how close you can get before the resilience crumbles.
Maybe a kiss won’t hurt. Shiu knows that the lies he tells himself are piling up at this point. Of course it will hurt. A simple kiss won’t satisfy him, he’ll always find himself craving for more of you. A kiss first, then waking up by your side while you’re wearing his shirt that hugs your figure so nicely and next thing he’ll catch himself staring at the displays of the jewelry store, thinking which ring he should get you.
No, he can’t do that. He shouldn’t. And yet still, he cups your face so gently, lifting your chin up and catching your gaze. So let it hurt, he thinks to himself, before leaning in to kiss you, softly and deeply.
#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#toji x reader#geto x reader#shiu x reader#toji fushiguro#shiu kong#geto suguru#toji fushiguro x reader#shiu kong x reader#suguru geto x reader#jjk x you#jjk imagines#jjk scenarios#jjk x y/n#jjk x gender neutral reader
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club w/ wooyoung
wrote this after an interaction with mean girls at my local club…
wooyoung has been gone for a little over two minutes now - the bar must be busy - leaving you alone with an almost passed out san
normally you wouldn’t mind since you were well practiced in the art or staring down men to the point where they would dare approach you
y’know, stare into their eyes with a disgusted look for long enough for them to grow just a little self conscious
there’s only one man it’s ever not worked on, but he’s your boyfriend now
sometimes wooyoung can be about as good reading the room as san is holding his liqueur - bad… with a capital B
but the issue tonight isn’t men, it’s women
more specifically, a group of girls standing just a couple of meters to your right
they’re pretty, you think to yourself, but the way they point and laugh warps your perception of them until all you see is a group of mean girls
mean isn’t pretty
you turn to look at the dazed man next to you
he seems to have taken an interest in the way the lights swing around the room, following them like a cat with a laser
“san,” you grab his attention, “can you see those girls over there?”
you point him in the direction of them with a tilt of your head, and his eyes follow slowly
he nods, stumbling a little as the movement makes him lose his balance
you catch him and push him against the wall so he doesn’t have to focus so hard on staying upright
“are they talking about me?” you ask, “they’re laughing at something in this direction but i don’t know if i’m being paranoid.”
san comically narrows his eyes at the girls, looking like they do in the cartoons, and you let out a small giggle
and then san nods
“they keep looking at you,” he clarifies, “one of them just took a photo, i think.”
your furrow your brows
“what?”
“yeah,” he angles his head so he can see the girl’s phone screen, “something about your back must be really interesting to them. they’re sending it someone on snapchat…”
the thought alone makes your heart freeze in place, and you immediately stop having fun
the smile on your face drops completely, and the weird little sidestep dance you always do at the club comes to a stand still
a drunk hand finds the top of your head - a little too hard, you must say, but you’d never tell san that - and gently tousles your hair
“they’re just jealous,” he slurs his words with a smile, and although they’re sincere you find it hard to believe
because they’re all standing there in their tight black t-shirts that accentuate their chest and baggy cargo pants that fall perfectly from their hips
and when you look down at yourself all you can see is your black corset that makes your tits look great, but sometimes reveals too much back fat for your liking, and your tiny black mini skirt that now you look at it, makes your tummy bulge over the top in a way that you hadn’t noticed until now
your distressed tights that you normally love now look messy under your critical gaze, and the knee high black socks that go under them just look weird
and all of that is without even mentioning your platform trainers that are chunkier than any other trainer you’ve ever seen, and add at least two inches onto your height
you look weird, you decide as you study yourself
“what’s got the prettiest girl in the club so down in the dumps?” you boyfriend asks loudly as he finally arrives back to your tiny group with his and your drinks in his hands
the laughter that comes from the group of girls punctuates his sentence cruelly, and you shrink into yourself more
you don’t particularly want to talk about it, but thankfully, with san in the state that he’s in, you don’t have to
“where’s my drink?” san pouts, ignoring wooyoung’s question completely
“i got you one like five minutes ago,” he didn’t, but san is too drunk to remember that, “look,” wooyoung points to an empty plastic cup on the floor, “you had a single vodka coke, remember?”
san is, somehow, satisfied with the lie and goes back to chilling against the wall with a dopey smile
wooyoung smiles fondly at his friend before turning to you with a more serious look
“now, back to you, baby,” he passes you a cup of pink liquid which you immediately start gulping down
it only takes a few seconds before wooyoung snatches it out of your hands with a frown
“okay, so that’s concerning,” he grumbles, “tell me what’s wrong.”
you shrug, but your eyes betray you
wooyoung must notice the way your eyes flicker over to the group for a few seconds and his gaze decides to follow yours
the girls are giggling, as usual, but this time you make eye contact with one of them
she looks you up and down before frowning and raising her hands in a ‘what have i done?’ motion
and then like clockwork, the frown cracks and they all start laughing again
you stare as the one that had looked you up and down moments prior uses her finger to instruct one of the others to do the same
you frown
“i wouldn’t normally say this, but they’re fucking bitches,” wooyoung whispers as he reaches a hand out to touch your shoulder, “do you want me to say something?”
you shake your head - it would be embarrassing for you if you sent your boyfriend to tell them off for you
even if they are acting like bullies in a playground…
“no, woo,” you shake your head and put on your bravest smile for him which you can tell he doesn’t believe, “just stay here with me, hm?”
he sighs and nods before shuffling the two of you around until his body is blocking yours from the group’s vision
but it doesn’t do much, not when you can still hear their laughter over the music
you try and let it go, but it’s all you can hear
the song could be anything in the world but you wouldn’t know
your mind is still racing and you can still hear them and you just can’t find it in you to have fun anymore
you look at your boyfriend, trying not to think too hard about the sympathetic look on his face
“actually, can we just go?”
you feel bad about your request, but you’d feel worse if you were to stay and ruin the atmosphere for the two guys who would otherwise be having a great time
wooyoung nods and puts a hand on san’s shoulder to pull him off of the wall
with one arm around his friend’s shoulder, he wraps the other around your waist and the three of you begin to walk
it’s slow, with san’s stumbling and the insane crowd of people, but before you know it, you’re almost out of there
but just as you reach the door, wooyoung stops
“shoot, i forgot to put the drinks down somewhere,” he unravels his arms and pushes the two of you over to a wall, “stay here, i’ll be back soon, alright?”
you nod and watch as he weaves his way through the crowd
you lose him within a few seconds, and decide to focus your attention on san instead
no doubt he’d be sleeping on your couch tonight, you giggle to yourself
it’s always an experience when he spends the night at yours; more often than not you wake up to him asleep on the floor of your room rather than the sofa you left him on
one time you’d even found him cuddled up to wooyoung in his sleep
you still have the photos on your phone as blackmail
the thought cheers you up a little
not much, but enough to bring a small smile to your face
a smile that quickly vanishes when wooyoung comes storming out of the room, a sheepish look on his face and a wet patch down his front
he grabs both of you and without wasting a second, drags you out of the door and onto the cold street
“what happened?” you ask as he hails a taxi
one pulls up and wooyoung quickly tells the driver your address before the three of you climb in
he sits next to you and takes your hand in his
“wooyoung, what happened?” you repeat
san gags as the car starts to move
you ignore it - san may not be able to handle drinking, but he’s not (yet) thrown up from it before - and keep your attention firmly on your boyfriend
he shrugs, “nothing much…”
you give him a look that lets him know you don’t believe him
he tried to wait it out, hoping you’ll let it go after a few seconds, but you don’t
“fine,” he concedes, “i spilt my drink on one of the girls, purely by accident, and she threw hers back…”
“wooyoung!” you slap his chest gently
he just chuckles and puts his hand over your own, pinning it to the sticky wet patch on his chest
“they deserved it, hun.”
#ateez x reader#ateez fanfic#ateez oneshot#ateez fluff#ateez scenarios#ateez fic#ateez headcanons#wooyoung x reader#wooyoung fluff
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Criminal Minds | Masterlist
SERIES
Begin Again:
Chapter One: The Savior
Chapter Two: Room 304
Chapter Three: I Know Who Did It
Chapter Four: Swimming Pool Kisses
Chapter Five: Ninety-Nine Percent
Glitter & Crimson:
Glitter and Crimson
Reader is keeping a secret from the rest of the team and they're adamant to find out. When they do, they're absolutely gobsmacked. One of them more than others...
Steady As A Drumbeat
And that ends in a night neither of them will ever forget.
A Little Less Conversation
+ The Aftermath
ONE SHOTS / IMAGINES
Memoriam
Season 4 Episode 7 rewrite -- Spencer's childhood best friend helps him on the Riley Jenkins case. Working together after years of not seeing each other brings up old memories and new feelings.
Do Re Mi
Spencer's next-door-neighbor comes into the BAU, distressed, saying that her ex-boyfriend was the person responsible for the recent string of kills happening in D.C.
Truly Madly Deeply
Spencer comes home from a case and wakes up next to reader. Inspired by One Direction's 'Truly Madly Deeply'.
Johnny and Dora
Spencer and Reader go undercover together to catch the most prolific identity thief in New York. What happens on the case might spark a shift in their relationship.
Inspired by the Brooklyn 9-9 episode with the same name.
When?
Reader is tired of always coming in second place. Even when her and Spencer have split up, she's still looking over her shoulder as though he'd still be there. When will that end?
When The Girls Talk Boys
Spencer and Reader talk to their friends about one another, which causes their co-workers to find out about their secret relationship.
Inspired by Girls Talk Boys by 5SOS.
Nothing is Accidental
After hearing Spencer's talk on a conference, Reader tests her luck and talks to the young Doctor. It sparks a new friendship, partnership and maybe even more.
Rewrite of Season 7 Episode 11: True Genius
Dream Away The Dark
Four times where Reader comforts Spencer after a bad dream and one time where Spencer does the same for Reader.
Hunting Monsters
Halloween is Reader's favorite holiday and she plans to implement that love into her child's life, too. When little Poppy tells Reader she doesn't want to go trick-or-treating, Reader and her husband's co-workers help her convince the tiny genius.
I’m Recharging
How Spencer and Reader's ritual of 'recharging' began.
Tongue Tied
Reader is invited to her best friend's birthday party where she meets Dr. Spencer Reid. An instant connection is made.
Meet Me On The Courtyard
Spencer encounters his neighbor from across the yard, dancing around in her apartment until she catches him. They decide to properly meet on the courtyard.
You Owe Me A Date
Spencer and Reader plan to go out on a date. When she doesn't show up, Spencer gets worried.
You Knock The Wind Out Of Me
Spencer clearly dislikes Reader, but when she tries to ask him why, he evades the question. Only her boyfriend being disrespectful towards her forces her to admit his true feelings.
A Man After Midnight
Spencer and Reader are best friends since they were kids. When Reader is set to marry James, Spencer decides to give her the bachelorette party of her dreams. Only he wishes it were him she was about to marry...
Girls Can't Drive
Where a case hits reader a little too hard. Spencer doesn’t get why it’s hitting his girlfriend so hard until she finally tells him how hard it is to be a woman sometimes.
Annotations
Spencer finds a book in the breakroom one time and when he starts reading it, he noticed the notes in the margins. What quickly develops as a love written in the margins of several books, might have to step out into the real world soon.
King of My Heart
Spencer has always taken care of reader. Whether it was giving reader food before they realized they were hungry or buying them coffee, ... Tiny gestures that made it impossible for reader not to fall in love with him.
This Love Is Ours
Reader and Spencer are best friends with obvious feelings for one another. When Spencer ends up in prison, Reader gets angry at him, which keeps them from visiting him. But once she does, there's no pane of glass that would keep them apart.
Mine (Spencer's version)
Spencer reminisces about the first time he met Reader.
New Romantics
After a bad breakup, Reader and her friends go out to party where she meets one young FBI agent. Suddenly, she'd forgotten her ex even existed and was more interested in getting to know the stranger.
I Can See You
When Penelope's best friend comes to help out the BAU on a couple of cases, there's an immediate connection with the youngest of the team. After longing glances, soft touches and wild fantasies, the truth comes out accidentally. What is the resident genius going to do with that information?
There's A 100% Chance I'm Gonna Marry You
The team doesn’t even know of her existence but when Spencer can’t get a hold of her, he gets worried. Now he has no other choice than to tell his coworker about her.
I Think He Knows
JJ invites her best friend, a linguistics professor, to help out on a couple of cases. When she and Spencer work together, something sparks between them.
Maybe We'll Take Some Time
Spencer and Reader broke up five weeks ago. When he comes knocking on her door, crying about a friend's death, their love is resparked.
HANDS
Spencer's hands are lovely and as he placed them on Reader's cheeks, it was the only way to calm her down. So, when Reader comes home breaking down after a difficult day at work, he's quick to calm her down.
The Stranger
Spencer and Reader are coworkers and best friends. When Reader gets hurt on a case, Spencer's feelings for Reader are bared.
Floored Decisions
Many decisions were made on the floor of their apartment. One day, she asks him a very important question.
#criminal minds#spencer reid#aaron hotchner#derek morgan#jason gideon#jj#jennifer jareau#elle greenaway#emily prentiss#david rossi#penelope garcia#fanfiction#nele's masterlist
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Serval with a shy s/o
Synopsis - Serval with a shy s/o
Warnings/Content - gn!reader(tho pronouns is not mentioned), fluff, ooc Serval?, headcanons, mentions/appearances of Gepard & Lynx, teasing, Serval being flirty, use/metions of petnames, alot of physical touch bc why not?, maybe a tiny tiny bit suggestiveness at a hc, possible grammar mistakes, mentions of swearing/vulgar language, slight violence+harassment, protective!serval, kinda rushed?, not proofread
A/N: This wasn't requested by anyone, it just came up in my head. Serval is definitely an underrated character, i love her sm<33 Probably one of my first mains of hsr, till i replaced her w/ Kafka.. But she still holds a special place in my heart<33
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Serval literally thinks you are the most adorable person she has met
The way you avoided eye contact with her, fidgeting with your clothes/jewelry whenever you were nervous, etc.
She's absolutely smitten with you. Your shyness makes her love you more. She definitely enjoys teasing you to see your flustered face<33
Talking about teasing, she will tease you in public and will have no shame in it. The way the blush creeps up your face and then hide your face with your hands or in the crook of her neck depending where you guys are
She's definitely is a PDA girl. She will smother your face with kisses, hug you from behind or waist, hold your hand whenever she can. This girls love language is physical touch and it doubles with how flustered you get
Petnames are a must for her. She will call you baby, darling, rockstar, sweetheart, you name it.
Whenever you guys cuddle, shes always the big spoon(not that you mind tho). She loves spooning you from behind, because she gets acces to your neck. She usually gives a kiss to the back of your neck and sometimes a little bite. She loves when you squirm whenever she does it. She laughs when she sees your pouting face and apologizes
Serval knows how shy you get, so she usually does the talking for you while holding you by your waist.
You have met both Gepard and Lynx. They were both very happy for her sister and the loved you quite fast. Serval loves to see you getting along with her siblings. They mean so much to her and seeing you guys getting along makes her fall inlove with you all over again<3
She hates it whenever people push you to talk. She won't hesitate to interfere and they better be prepared, because Serval will insult them till no end. With some swear words aswell.. but they usually get the message after that!!
One time a lady kept pestering you to talk and you were trying to hold back tears. When Serval saw you she smiled but that quickly dropped when she saw your face. She was pissed and Serval usually doesn't get mad easily.
She walked up to you both and grabbed you by the waist. You slightly flinched, till you recognized who it was. The lady however didn't know who Serval was and rudely asked who she was
Serval introduced herself as your girlfriend, but you could tell the way her grip tightened on you waist that she was pissed. Even her tone was passive-aggressive.
She then told the woman to fuck off and leave her girlfriend alone. The women wasn't pleased at all and started to insult you. But she got cut off by Serval slapping her hard.
You have never seen Serval this pissed and it was quite terrifying(but hot at the same time)
Serval then said to leave before she files a report for harassment. The woman ran away as fast as she could
Serval worriedly asked if you're okay. You nodded. Serval smiled at you and kissed your forehead
After that incident Serval became protective over you but not overprotective. She just kept an eye on you from now on and sometimes keeping you close to her<33
Serval loves to have you on her lap when shes working or a stressful day. She puts her head in the crook of your neck while inhaling your scent. Depending on her mood she might squeeze your thighs/hips a little, just to tease you.
You always start blushing and tell Serval to not do it again. Serval chuckles and says she won't do it again(that was a lie she will keep doing it)
If you ever initiate affection. Serval would be shocked for a moment, before giving you a soft smile and happily complies to your request:)
Serval does try to get you to do things out of your comfort zone. Ex: socialising, eye contact, etc. But she won't push you any futher if you absolutely don't wan't to.
Serval flirts with you alot and i mean it. You won't be safe from her flirting. She knows what to say to make you all flustered and weak. AND SHES SO SMUG ABOUT IT
Overall Serval loves you for who you are and that will never change. In her eyes you're the most perfect person<333
Reblogs are appreciated!!<3
#★achveronx writingメ#serval x reader#serval landau#gn reader#x gn reader#hsr#honaki star rail#hsr x reader#honkai star rail x reader#serval hsr
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this kinda goes w the last headcannons u posted but what about ronal and tonowaris family reactions to reader being pregnant?
My Heart Never Knows
(Headcannons)
ronal, tonowari, tsireya and ao’nung’s reaction to reader being pregnant (with a little sprinkling of the sully’s)
their reactions:
ronal:
if she’s still trying to get over her prejudice of jake and neytiri then she just kinda side eyes them while she hugs you
“wait… this is like… y’all actually…”
she’s distraught a bit
“ronal pls i’m literally pregnant bc nice”
gets a little sad
“i’m sorry baby sister i really am so happy for you i love you so much just… them???”
tonowari:
does a double take
“what in the what”
laughs so hard when it clicks and hugs you
gets scared when he wonders if you’re going to be anything like ronal
tisreya:
screams
does a happy dance and almost falls over
starts talking to the baby immediately
“hi baby, ah, i’m your cousin, i love you,”
ao’nung
“oh ok cool”
is secretly a little excited and scared (he will deny it so hard)
wants a boy obviously
when you’re actually pregnant
ronal:
sometimes you’ll just like walk over to her and she’ll forget your pregnant and have a whole heart attack
then she remembers and everything is fine
i feel like she actually wouldn’t judge your cravings
invites you over to make the weirdest of them together
the hormones are strong we need some sister bonding
tonowari:
needs the cravings to STOP.
smells up the entire house
once you were walking with him and almost tripped
he practically threw himself on the ground to break your fall
you barely even stumbled so it’s ok
tsireya:
also talks to the baby so much
makes clothes for the baby
always manages to work it into the conversation that her aunt is pregnant and she’s so excited
even if she was talking to someone about fishing patterns
it’s kinda creepy but
ao’nung:
he’s just living his best life tbh
if you ask him to go grab something for you he’ll do it but moan and groan on the inside
if anyone’s seen the original headcannons:
when the ball lands near you he doesn’t think anything of it
then when lo’ak throws it back to him his eye is twitching
is so confused
when you turn your back lo’ak says smth like
“remember, she’s your aunt but MY mama”
is scared now
when you’re actually in labor
ronal:
is doing her tsahìk duties and helping you
is scared out of her mind tho
“you’re my baby sister, and you are strong. you can do this.”
she thought something was wrong for like a split second and almost fainted but then she double checked and it was fine
seriously almost had a heart attack though
tonowari:
just goes about his regular day
thinks about you a lot tho
if he’s in the village he’ll keep seeing people walking around with a baby and smiles and thinks of you
tsireya:
probably waiting right outside with the rest of the family
her and tuk cry together
is so confused when jake punches the wall
scared and stressing
ao’nung
“oh you’re giving birth? oh yeah ok”
“good luck break a leg”
(is secretly worried)
his friends keep asking him why he keeps missing the ball or something
tells them to shut up and that he’s doing amazing
meeting the baby
ronal:
just the biggest sigh of relief
so happy for you
when she sees you holding the baby she has to look away
if the baby has five fingers her eye twitches a little
tonowari:
laughs bc the baby is so small
he always forgets how small they are
like his hand is literally 3/4 the length of the baby or smth
claps jake on the back and says “good job son”
jake is like “thank you?”
(they’re secretly excited to be like bro dads)
tsireya:
“EYWA!!!”
laughs in disbelief when she holds the baby
immediately starts asking about the name
says it’s so beautiful and the baby is so cute
ao’nung:
“oh it’s a girl”
*ronal smacks him*
“I MEAN WOW HOW CUTE”
*ronal is side eyeing him*
“YK AUNT Y/N I WOULD LOVE TO BABYSIT”
secretly thinks the baby isn’t so bad when it’s not crying
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hey! for ur event, can i request hanging out w the bastard munchen and them finding out that the reader has a crush on kaiser (and he returns the feelings hopefully) (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)
BASTARD MÜNCHEN MY BELOVED!!!
Spending time with the Bastard München Team + falling in love with Kaiser
Requests open! - Event list - Event introduction
Tags: gn!reader, first silly headcanons about spending time then the falling in love with Kaiser part
Event sypnosis: you, Claire (@deerangle3 ) and Mao (me) are assistants in the Neo Egoist League
-usually, mixing the players from Germany and those from Blue Lock doesn't go well. But you, Claire and Mao bring some sort of balance into the group, and it usually goes fairly fine. Usually. Most of the time you don't spend time as the entire team anyways (that'd be a lot of people), usually you spend time together in smaller groups, depending on who asked you to hang out
-if Igaguri is there, he gets bulled ALL THE TIME. He deserves it <3 (you still make sure to keep it lighthearted, you'd get into trouble if you genuinely start bullying the players)
-spending time alone with Isagi means he rants about Kaiser to you a lot, you never know what to say so you just listen
-DOING SHARK NOISES WITH KURONA!!!
-doing that actually starts a game where you and Kurona do random animal noises. Some of the others join as well. Gagamaru can do a hella good bear impression and it actually terrified you for a moment
-Raichi can make feral dog noises idk he gives off that vibe
-Isagi sucks at making any animal noises so you get a good laugh when he tries
-Claire becomes best friends with Yukimiya super quickly and she talks about animal facts a lot with Kurona, you join them to listen sometimes!
-for some reason, Mao became super close with Raichi and now he's her bodyguard. Also, she keeps bugging Gagamaru to let her sit on his shoulders (he's tall, she's small, let her see the world from up there)
-whenever Kaiser and Ness join any group hangouts, the balance gets off a bit. If it's only you out of the assistants, it's definitely going downhill. But if Claire and Mao are with you, it barely changes anything
-besides that, Ness is super nice to talk to! He's probably a good listener so you can infodump about things you like or just talk to him about whatever is on your mind
-surprisingly, Kaiser can be nice to talk to as well. He's nice to you because you're one of the assistants and he knows he has to show you some human decency
-but the more he talks to you, the more he notices you're worth being nice to not because you're an assistant, but because you're genuinely a lovely person
-whoops, guess who fell for you!
-Kaiser doesn't like to admit how quickly you won his heart. But he still confesses rather shortly after realizing the way you make him feel. He confesses so soon because he's sure you won't reject him
-and of course, you don't, because you actually developed these feelings for him first! But you were always too shy to confess. So you were more than overjoyed when he confessed to you
-you actually planned to keep the relationship secret, but Kaiser immediately goes around and tells everyone that you're his. He makes it extremely clear, especially in front of Isagi
-Kaiser also likes to brag about the fact that he's your boyfriend to a point where as soon as he opens his mouth everyone around him just goes "We know you love (Y/N)"
-Kaiser always gets a bit sad and maybe jealous when he finds out you're not assisting at Bastard München that day. But you always make sure to spend some time with him in the evening!!
-you know uhh the BLTV thing??? Someone made a "Kaiser and assistant (Y/N) holding hands" compilation
#bllk#blue lock#blue lock x reader#blue lock x you#alexis ness#yoichi isagi#ranze kurona#kenyu yukimiya#jingo raichi#gin gagamaru#michael kaiser#michael kaiser x you#michael kaiser x reader#gurimi igarashi#blue lock headcanons#bllk headcanons#bllk scenarios#blue lock scenarios
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i love ur writing sm ૮₍ ˃̵͈᷄ . ˂̵͈᷅ ₎ა !! the way u portray the characters feels so sweet and endearing from a readers perspective !! in the future, do u plan on writing more teen! toji ? >.< it’s such a unique trope w him, especially regarding his encounters with love <3
ahh gosh thank you!! this warms my heart so much you have no idea, and i got really excited when i saw you mentioned teen!toji because my mind wanders back to that time of his life. like when it was less violent and before him becoming the sorcerer killer. i actually don't have a solid story idea except just little moments of him falling for someone. so i can share some hcs about him in that regard 🤍
Teen!Toji, who looks forward to seeing you at what is now known as "our spot" for lunch twice a week after his morning training. Sometimes you're there early and other times he's waiting for you on the bench overlooking the verdant forest. He doesn't know how to feel when you bring him sweet treats like dango, taiyaki, melon pan because he's never tasted them before but he's grateful to you. There's a lot that he doesn't know and hasn't seen and you're the first person to change that.
Teen!Toji, who's a little surprised when he lets himself make promises to you and he actually keeps his word. When you notice the bags under his eyes, "Try to sleep earlier tonight, okay?" When you know it's flu season and he won't stop training even feeling under the weather, you supply him herbal medicine and honey to help with the bitterness, "Make sure you take them, I'll know if you don't." He's never been cared for like this and he likes that someone is looking out for him.
Teen!Toji, who wants to spend more time with you but it'll become suspicious if he doesn't return back to the estate on time. He still has duties and responsibilities he must uphold and he doesn't want members of the Hei or his terrible cousins sticking their nose where they don't belong and give him trouble. But when he's not with you for the remainder of the day, he feels a part of him is missing that evening and he hates the facade he's forced to maintain in front of them.
Teen!Toji, who dreams about running away with you and starting a new life somewhere far away and live in the countryside village where no one knows your names. He's aware that it's a foolish thought and he can't truly escape the shackles of the Zenin clan so he always keeps it to himself. But if you were the one to propose such an idea, he'd agree in a heartbeat because as long as you have each other he can come up with counter-attacks to any difficulties and problems that stand in the way.
#toji fushiguro#toji x reader#toji x you#toji headcanons#toji imagines#jujutsu kaisen toji#jjk imagines#jjk x reader
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Oh my gosh what would the polycue of Toby, Nina, and Clockwork be like on movie nights? Chick flicks??? Slashers?? Heart throbs???
Are they cuddling in fluffy blankets because Nina would have such cute ones? Popcorn and sodas?
I am falling in love with this idea... the anons and your drawings make it like gasoline on a firepit (good :3)
collapses. i love them so. this isnt inherently shipping but yk
they'd go through all the movies, cuz nina likes every genre besides like action and superhero stuff. natalie doesnt mind romance/chick flicks, and toby REALLY doesnt care for them but he'll just sit and eat while it plays cuz he doesn't care that much.
nina would keep trying to get on both of their laps w blankets cuz she's annoying and needs to be held 24/7 or smth. (said with love). like resting her head on one and her legs on the other. one day she'd force them to make one of those tie together blanket things, its cute and she always demands its used during movienights.
nina is always trying to be in charge and do everything for everyone, which they'll let her every now and again, but toby and natalie are usually gonna try buying snacks and cooking and stuff before she can. cuz nina loves snacks and really values food and eating with people she loves cuz its like the ultimate bonding together. having a meal with your loved ones. so they'd try making actual meals, even if its just homemade pizza. obv they'll still bring popcorn and soda but nina gets so happy.
or they'd try to take her out to a rando fast food and just eat some burgers before hand. natalie and nina will go to theaters sometimes, but toby feels really uncomfortable in them cuz his tics and he thinks he'd actually kill someone if they went "SHHHH" at him cuz he whistled. so they avoid theaters mostly...
toby will also set up the movies for them too, whether it be connecting his laptop so he can pirate smth or renting a dvd.
they usually occur at ninas apartment, but every now again they'll be at the cabin.
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◟📼 LOVE is in the little things.
w : enhypen x fem!reader genre : fluff? angst if u squint wc : im not sure ㅠㅠ
[ dollie's note : this is my first post >< ]
[ ✪ ] 양정원 ; lending you his time and ears.
"How was your day, love?" he asked, pulling you closer to him.
he often keeps asking you about your day, job/college and sometimes even listens to your endless rants by covering your body with arms.
[ ✪ ] 이희승 ; songs about you.
songs have always been his best friends as long as you know him. the songs which made him confess his feelings for you, the lyrics which made him cry during the hard times, the music which led him to his desired career. that's what those lyrics' sheets on the table meant to him, his life.
going through the roughly written lyrics, you found yourself immensely immersed into every single word. everything on the page was about you, only you.
his love for you was written on the sheet of paper, hundreds of words which had the only one meaning behind them; love.
[ ✪ ] 박종성 ; silence.
seeking out comfort in his arms is better than anything in this world. there's no chit chat, rants, arguments; it's you and him needing each other's presence behind the door.
pulling you closer to his chest, he places a tender kiss on your head and closes his eyes to fall asleep knowing that you'll always be there for him, next to him.
the unspoken form of love.
[ ✪ ] 심재윤 ; candid moments.
jaeyun has always been fascinated about photography. he carries his camera everywhere he goes with you. even if he isn't too good, he still tries to capture every moment of you.
"beautiful" he said while going through the pictures he clicked of you from the last vacation you both had. the smile plastered on his face was something which makes him look like he's genuinely in love with you and like he was falling harder everyday —something that's actually true —
[ ✪ ] 박성훈 ; grief.
sunghoon was in the wind which felt embracing you everywhere.
looking up at the moon, the sorrowful memories were right in front of your eyes. sunghoon, your loved one was no longer with you. a tear rolled down to your cheek making you realise he left but his love, his memories never did because your heart was still his.
[ ✪ ] 김선우 ; knowing your likes & dislikes.
"caramel macchiato" you both said at the same time.
"i knew you would order that.." sunoo awkwardly scratched the back of his neck when the waiter left.
having known each other for a long time does make it sense. he never disappoints you whenever he surprises you with gifts because he exactly knows what would make you happy. maybe he reads your mind or is it just love?
[ ✪ ] 西村力 ; smiling at each other.
his eyes form hearts whenever he looks at you. the fondness and love overflows through his eyes as he keeps staring at you because he finds you beautiful and just for him.
his lips curl up into a silly smile when you catch him staring at you. he shakes his head down in embarrassment of getting caught for lovingly staring at his own girlfriend and again looks up to watch you smiling at him.
crush moments with your boyfriend >>
✦ [ 𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 ] : none yet (send an ask to add you)
#enhypen angst#park jongseong#sunghoon fluff#sunoo x you#enhypen jay#enhypen reactions#enhypen smau#yang jungwon#lee heeseung#kim sunoo#nishimura riki#park sunghoon#moodboard#news#enhypen#sim jaeyun#jake sim#fanfic#enhypen au#engene#enhypen masterlist#enhypen social media au#yang jungwon smau
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How to Eat Life LN Chapter 1-1 Translation
#1 / Horizontal Falling Down
Oh, I kill so many beetles and insects every night. And now I’m to be killed by the hawk. So this is what it feels like. Oh, I can’t stand this. I’ll stop eating insects, and starve to death. No, Hawk will kill me before that happens.
── Miyazawa Kenji, "The Nighthawk’s Star"
#1-1_otogiri_tobi / Why do flowers bloom?
“Otogiri...” The teacher with black glasses called him out in front of the gate. Otogiri Tobi only gave him a glare and passed by. The teacher groaned “Otogiri...” again.
“That teacher sure is stubborn.” The backpack giggles.
“Well, that’s his job.” Tobi whispers in reply.
That teacher has given Tobi countless counsellings since the start of the school year. He’s not a homeroom teacher in Tobi’s classes nor does he teach in any of his classes, and Tobi has no idea of his name.
“You can’t use this bag! Why are you wearing these boots? Your bangs are covering your eyebrows!” Baku mocks. “What are schools really for.. Are they trying to fit humans in the same containers?”
Tobi walks into the school building, ignoring Baku. He changed his boots in the locker.
“Tobi, do you still remember? That teacher was always trying to get on your case about your hair every morning, so he... Well, it’s been over a year since-”
“I forgot.”
Tobi walked inside Class 3 of the 2nd year. He sits on the 3rd row beside the window. He placed Baku on the desk and sat down. Tobi then laid on Baku.
“Gonna sleep through classes? You sure are free, since you’ve got no one to talk to. Why not make a friend or two?
“Baku, shut up...”
“Hey watch yourself, Tobi, you’re gonna get recognized as a freak that always talks to himself.”
“I-” Tobi continues the sentence with the slightest voice he can possibly make. “......am not talking in a volume others will notice.”
“It’s not so bad letting them hear you, maybe that’ll make them wanna talk to you!”
“It’s just annoying.”
“Huuuh. You’re the type of person that thinks being antisocial and having no friends is cool?
“...No.”
“Yes. You definitely do. Tobi, you know what they call these types of people? Narcissists.”
“Sure sure, go on.”
“Consider it done, I get bored when zipped anyways.”
“.............”
“Just a heads up, If you think I’ll eventually shut up if you keep yourself silent, then you’re in the wrong!”
Baku continues to giggle.
“Never forget. I will never shut up as long as you’re alive. We’re in the same boat. We are one together.”
I won’t. Tobi counters in his mind. I will never forget it.
“...... Well, sometimes I do think about ‘What will happen if you get burned into ashes?’”
“Oi, I can hear you!”
“...You’re mishearing.”
“Well, I guess this is what happens without ears.”
“Huh...”
“So what exactly happened to my hearing?”
“I don’t know...”
“So cold. Such a coldhearted person you are. My heart is reaching subzero. I’m freezing.”
Then just freeze. Tobi whispered in his mind. It’d be adding fuel to the fire if I say it out loud. It’s best to ignore Baku’s jokes. I understand this the most. But I can’t resist reacting. I need more training.
“......Training for what?!”
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Tobi is a fast eater. He empties the lunch plate in seconds....well, minutes. But he munches down everything but bread like he’s teleporting food into his stomach, then leaves the classroom in an instant with the bread. When there's no bread, he just leaves empty-handed.
“Tobi, w-wait a moment!” The homeroom teacher tried to call after Tobi in the beginning, but now it seems like he’s used to being ignored.
There’s bread today. And they’re butter rolls at that.
Tobi carried Baku up and ran down the halls.
“Tobi, you sure do like butter rolls, don’t you?”
“What? I don’t-”
“Liar. You walked too briskly, it’s obvious.”
“It’s not like I dislike them, but I don’t really have many preferences...”
There’s no one in the halls. Everyone else is still having their meal. Knowing that, Tobi keeps his voice down.
“Tobiiii. You’ve always liked bread over rice right”
“It’s whatever...”
“You like fish over meat!”
“Seriously, whatever...”
“What about Kinako* and An*?”
*Kinako is soybean flour and An is sweet bean paste. They’re often put in sweets in Asian/Japanese culture.
“An.”
“...Well, that was a rapid answer.
“I’m not good with powders.”
“I feel you. Wait, how could I possibly relate? What do you think I am? I am a backpack! I haven’t had any of them before!"
“I don’t know.......”
“You don’t have to say it like that. We’re partners right. right? .......What kind of partners are we?”
“That I genuinely don’t know.......”
“Bad company, we are. A rotten relationship we are in. Yup.”
“That might be correct.”
“Why is our bond rotten? There must be a better way to call it!”
“You said it yourself.”
“Then correct me! Tell me I’m wrong! I’m lonely!”
”So you’re lonely......”
“Just a tiny bit.”
Tobi walked towards the courtyard. The sun is shining today. There’s a lawn, benches, and a garden and such, so it’s quite popular during recess. But no one else is here yet. Emptiness overflows in the yard.
“You’re gonna do it again, right?” Baku asks in a tone of dismay.
Tobi grabbed onto the exposed pipe on the school building walls. Or the pipe fittings, to be clear.
Stepping on pipes and grabbing on the grooves on the wall, Tobi climbed up to the roof.
“Jeez, You know what they say... Fools and smoke* like uhm... yeah.” *Fools and smoke rise to high places is a Japanese idiom to ridicule fools.
Tobi doesn’t pay any mind to the teasing from Baku at all. He reached the roof of the 3-story building in a blink of an eye, “not bad” he feels. Today, he didn't miss a single step or lose his grip; it might have been his best run yet. Perfect even.
You can also reach the roof from the inside of the building, but the gates are locked. It’s probably locked to prevent danger and crimes.
Climbing is the only other way if you don’t have the keys.
There’s no one else than Tobi who'd go this far just to get on the roof. Tobi is the only one.
The rooftop is flat. It’s just concrete. There’s a low-rising wall around the edges. Pretty sure they’re called parapets.
Tobi placed the bag beside him and leaned on the parapets. He takes out the butter rolls from the plastic packaging. He took a bite with his eyes closed.
“How is it?”
“......It’s alright, just like every ordinary bread”
“Just say it’s delicious already. Stop lying to yourself.”
“Aahh, it's so yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy... simply delicious!”
“The way I say it makes it weird... probably shouldn’t repeat it so many times.”
“As I said, It’s just alright...”
“Hot dog buns or butter rolls?”
“Butter rolls-”
“See. Told’ya.”
“What, what are you gloating for...?
“Do I really need to explain?”
Tobi glanced at the sky after taking a few bites of the bun. He started looking at the schoolyard right after as he got bored immediately.
Tobi's school is U-shaped, and the courtyard sits in the hollow part. Tobi is sitting on the roof of the special classroom building, facing the homeroom building. The 3rd year's classrooms are on the 1st floor, the 2nd year on the 2nd floor, and so on and so forth.
Lunchtime ends with the chime ringing. Students begin to leave the classrooms as recess starts.
About a tenth or less of the students have weird creatures perched on their heads or shoulders from time to time.
Tobi doesn’t react to their existence when he sees them.
For instance, take a look at the group of 3 girls walking in the halls on the 2nd floor. Tobi can’t remember their name, but he’s pretty sure they’re in the same class.
One of them, the girl in the middle, has a little bat, or a flying squirrel-like creature grabbing onto her back.
There is a possibility that she is a fan of the weird creature so much she brings it to school,
but it’s not the first time Tobi witnessed the creature. He also saw it in the classroom. Or rather, that creature is on her back at all times.
But somehow, no one talks about it. Not the teacher nor the classmates.
The girl doesn’t seem like she acknowledges the existence of that living thing on her back even.
“Weird.” Tobi murmured.
“Wha?” Baku replies in an instant. “What exactly is weird?”
“It’s nothing really”
“It sure was something. You said something is weird. I HEARD it loud and clear. So. WHAT is weird?
“....... Well if you wanna know so badly, it’s you.”
“How am I weird?!”
“Are you not aware?”
“Hey, you!”
“eeeh-?”
Tobi looks down on the courtyard. It wasn’t Baku that shouted at him.
He spots a man in a jumpsuit. It’s the janitor of the school.
“.......Me?”
Tobi pointed at himself and the janitor shouted “Yeah you!”.
“Why would I shout at anyone else? You’re the only one up there!”
“Uhh...... well, I guess.”
“You won't guess......!”
He looks younger than most teachers here. It may just be how he looks, but he is always smiling and looks needlessly affectionate. He always greets Tobi when he sees him, and Tobi always ignores him but he’s yet to stop.
“Hey, Otogiri, you do know that the rooftop is off-limits, right!? Actually, I've seen you up there a lot recently. How on Earth did you get up there!? The door is supposed to be locked! Just to be safe, I want to know if you happen to own a pair of spare keys?”
“I don’t know about any spare keys”
“Right! You’re in big trouble if you copied a key or something on your own! Anyways, just get down here right this moment!”
“Shall I jump down?”
“W-WHAT!? N-NO! DEFINITELY NO! Ugh, I’ll come up there, you just wait for me! I have thousands of questions to ask you too, so just stay there!”
The janitor ran towards the building. He’s probably going to borrow a key from the office and get up here through the stairs.
“Whatcha gonna do now Tobi?” Baku asks while trying his best not to laugh.
“What am I gonna do?” Tobi picks up Baku. “I’m not waiting. It’s a hassle anyways.”
“Yeah right.”
“I kinda like it here.......”
Tobi walked across the parapets with a big sigh. It takes him just about a few seconds to climb down from the roof. Tobi is long gone by the time the janitor reaches the rooftop.
Tobi was called into the office after class by his homeroom teacher, Harimoto, who chewed him out. Tobi ignored practically everything Harimoto said, going in one ear and out the other, and understanding none of it. He didn't pay attention to the lecture.
“Otogiri, are you still listening?” Harimoto confirms with him every few minutes. Tobi only replied with “Yes”, and “I am” when he asks.
Harimoto usually wears a red tracksuit when there are no formal events. His short hair is set back and fixed with hair wax, just like a hedgehog*, with his name being Harimoto, so he gets called a hedgehog, or a friendlier nickname, “Harry” behind his back. *hedgehogs in Japanese are called Harinezumi.
“I don’t really want to be an annoying teacher, but you know, Otogiri, there are rules in society you have to obey. At least, at least──”
It was already half past four when they left the office.
“Tsk!” Baku blurted annoyingly. “That Harry bastard talks way too much. I got tired of being shut!”
“Don’t call him Harry...”
Tobi quickly walked out of the school. There’s nothing for Tobi to rush for, but he has a habit of not walking leisurely. He either walks with big steps or he walks fast.
“Are you racewalking?”
Tobi slows down right before the gates after Baku’s roast.
“......this is mildly infuriating.”
“You’re always so impatient, how about you try and live a more relaxing life?”
“.......this is annoying.”
Tobi glanced at his watch. Takes about 15 minutes to reach the facility on foot. It closes in less than an hour. There are only about 40 minutes of free time thanks to Harimoto. Takes about 20 minutes by bus to get near where Tobi used to live.
“Tsk. Can’t make it today.”
Tobi, in a fit of pique, sees the school gate.
It’s a little less than two meters tall. It’s a cakewalk for Tobi to claw up, but he doesn’t feel like using his hands today. Tobi kicks the tiled gate and jumps on it.
“──yes!”
Tobi cheered for a bit subconsciously. He successfully climbed up the gates without hands as planned. He did it.
“Tobi... There are rules in society you have to obey~!” Baku quotes Harimoto mockingly. Tobi tried to talk back but forgot what he wanted to say.
There’s a girl on the other side of the gate. She stared at Tobi.
“Ah......”
She has a well-groomed face, shortens her long hair up with double buns, and is someone Tobi recognizes.
Rather, she’s in the same grade as Tobi.
Surprisingly for Tobi, he remembers her name. It’s quite a distinctive name, so it stayed in his mind after seeing it once.
Her last name is Shiratama.
Her first name is also somewhat unique. “Dragon’s descendant”, read Ryuuko.
Ryuuko seemed surprised as she blinked rapidly.
Even Tobi is surprised. What is Shiratama doing here? There’s no one else near the gates. Tobi assumed everyone had already left. Didn’t expect to see someone. And it’s a girl from the same class, of all people.
Tobi took a deep breath, with his lip pursed.
What should I do?
Baku zipped himself. Tobi felt deeply from his heart: This is the time you should say something like you always do...! A tease, boring chatters, unfunny jokes, please, anything. It’s not like Tobi is the only one that can hear Baku!
Why is Shiratama also keeping her mouth shut...
This is awkward.
It’s also the first time Tobi took a good look at her. Her clear facial features were always under his impression of her, but her facial features weren’t oddly huge. They weren’t strangely small either. It’s just amazingly well-shaped. Not a single snore. I feel like I can look at it all day without getting bored. Really goes to show how perfectly shaped she is.
Not necessarily because of that, but they stared at each other.
Tobi couldn’t look away, as she looked back at him.
He felt very embarrassed. Somehow he just couldn’t turn away.
What is this?
Why are we wasting time on this?
“Hey......!”
It was at this moment someone else shouted at them. It’s that janitor.
“Get off the gates! Wait, it’s you again Otogiri......!”
The anger of the janitor makes him look like a demon unleashed. Tobi looks at him. The janitor is swinging a broom.
“S-sorry.”
The janitor bursts into anger as Tobi apologizes.
“Didn’t Harimoto just scold you?! Yet you don’t seem sorry at all!"
“I did apologize...”
Tobi jumped down from the gates. The janitor seemed ready to chase him, so he ran away immediately.
There wasn’t anyone on their tail when he looked back again, so he stopped running.
“That janitor sure is annoying......”
“You’re definitely on his watchlist now, heh.” Baku continues to giggle.
Tobi gave him a stare. “Give me a break...”
“How about you tell him to give you a break?”
“How do I word that...”
“Right. For instance: Please forgive this pathetic, forsaken middle schooler, who is trying his best to become normal...! Not bad right?”
“I don’t think I’m pathetic...”
“Well, I do think a lone wolf is pretty pathetic, heh, it’s just a way of saying anyways~”
“But, I’m not alone, at all.”
“Huh?”
“I have a brother.”
When Tobi brings up his brother, Baku usually keeps his mouth shut. Baku never met his brother before. He met Tobi when they were already separated.
Tobi looks at his watch, it’s a quarter to five. As long as he gets back to the facility before 5:30, it should be fine, so he decided to take a little detour.
A detour for Tobi is nothing too fancy: he simply walks a little longer and a little further than he needs to. He tries his best not to spend money at all. He doesn’t have that much money to spend anyways.
The facility Tobi is in gives a middle schooler 3000¥ every month. He’s not sure if it’s a big amount or not. But it takes him 440¥ just to take a round-trip bus.
Money disappears in an instant. Tobi wants to save it for the right moment, so he is trying his best not to waste a single yen.
Because of this, Tobi has never been to a donut or fast food restaurant. He even avoids convenience stores because he fears being roped into wasting his money on useless items.
He likes to walk.
Baku is there to talk to when there are no people around them.
At the very least, he’s not bored.
“Well, I’m the one bored.”
Sometimes Baku says something as if he can read Tobi’s heart.
“I just get carried around by you anyways”
“Shall I throw you?”
“Do not throw me, even if it’s an accident.”
“It’ll be fun to fly.”
“Wait a second. Getting thrown is not flying at all. Your name means to fly* for god's sake! Look up a dictionary next time. Actually, look it up right now. It doesn’t say anything about getting thrown when you look up to fly!”
*Tobi's name in Japanese literally means "to fly"
Tobi crossed from street to road. He ventures into streets he thinks he’s never been to before. But it seems like it was just another road he knew. Tobi has been all over the places near the school. There isn’t a street Tobi has yet been to.
The middle school Tobi is in is located in a town called Ourai, and the facility Tobi lives in is in the Asakawa town right beside it.
There’s a river called Asakawa in the town, as the name suggests. The river is wide and shallow except when it’s raining.
“For real though, Tobi... Don’t you think it’s a lazy name? They named this place Asakawa because there’s a ‘shallow river*’...”
*Asakawa in Japanese means shallow river.
“It’s easy to recognize that way though.”
“You know... there’s something called ambiance...”
Tobi walked on the Asakawa river banks, carrying the backpack that wouldn’t shut up about the atmosphere.
There’s a “village” of tents on the lower path of the river bank. But there are not many camping tents, more like little huts made of recycled material. The Asakawa Den, as people call it. Den, hive, whatever suits the gathering.
The kids in Asakawa are taught to not go near this tent village.
Teachers from grade school, middle school, and even workers from the facility tell them it’s dangerous. Tobi has not been to The Asakawa Den before. He simply takes a view from above at best.
It doesn’t seem like a scary place anyways.
The people in The Asakawa Den are mostly made up of the lower class. Some aren’t even well-dressed. But there are still decent people.
Tobi once walked past this place at night, and he saw people in the den gathered upon a fireplace they set up. He isn’t sure how they live their lives, but he heard people talking happily. It seems like they were preparing meals together, and enjoyed their conversation as they ate.
Tobi isn’t very good at dealing with people having a good time.
He likes to watch them from a distance, he just dislikes hanging out with them.
“Tobi, you sure are an introvert. Wouldn’t it be nice if you fix that?”
“It’s not like that...”
“Really?”
“I just get really tired when hanging out with people.”
“Humans are social animals, no matter if you get tired or whatever. It’s not possible to live all alone. You gotta learn to have a little patience.”
“Baku is being really serious...”
“I sure am a great backpack that can give proper advice when I feel like it!”
“Whatever you say...”
Asakawa River flows south. Tobi turned his back on the setting sun and walked across the bridge.
The sidewalk is empty compared to the crowded driveway. He climbed up the bridge walls in a heap.
“Not again, Tobi...”
Baku says in dismay. Tobi continues to walk on the walls.
He can feel the wind better up here. When Tobi sways around, Baku always exaggerates by making “uoooh...!” noises.
“I won’t fall over!”
“Sure. Don’t be as cocky as the King of Spades! Wait, do you even know the idiom?”
“I’m not that stupid... And I’m not being cocky at all...”
“You know? You’re taking it high as you get used to the height. It’s dangerous to get used to something. People that think they’re alright are exactly the people that always get into problems.”
“Why is Baku being this cautious...”
“Being cautious has been a part of me since I was born.”
“Since you were born...”
“What?”
“No, It’s nothing. I’m just wondering how you were born...”
“Huhh? Isn’t that y──……” Baku growled as he thought about it.
Tobi vividly remembers the man. The one-eyed man with a top hat. That man placed the bag in front of Tobi. But Baku doesn't seem to understand what happened before he started talking.
Tobi stops and faces toward the river. As Tobi sat down on the parapet, he was struck by the feeling that both shoes were about to come off, having lost their place to step on.
“Hey, Tobi. You look like someone that’s about to jump.”
“I’m not gonna jump. It’s just a river down there, and I can swim anyways. “
“But, as the name Asakawa suggests, It’s a shallow river.”
“It’s fine.”
“Just be careful.”
“Yeah.”
Tobi shakes his body while he replies to Baku.
Baku screams.
“Oooooooooii!!!” “I JUST said to be CAREFUL......!!!”
“Trust me, I’m not gonna fall.”
“Who knows?! That's exactly the kind of thing that catches you off guard!!!”
“I’m not being careless. I did it on purpose.”
“Oh.
Purpose.
On... purpose.
Don’t do it on purpose.
Don’t.
Do. Not. Ever.”
“Didn’t expect you to use those words......”
“I ain’t faking it.
That’s enough.
Just stop being a jerk and let’s go home.”
“ehh......”
“Time’s almost up anyway.”
“You’re not wrong...”
“You don’t wanna go back there?”
Tobi avoided the question by pretending he didn’t hear Baku.
Baku giggles again.
“I understand it’s impossible to like that kind of facility.”
“I don’t feel anything about it...”
“Other people there call the facility "home" eventually for whatever reason, but you’ve never said that once. You never viewed the facility as your home, right, it’s impossible for you to think that way.”
Tobi shakes his legs. He was looking down with his back rounded when he knew it. He doesn't feel like stretching his back, and he can’t look forward or up even.
“It’s not the facility’s problem... It just──”
“Just?”
“It just doesn’t fit me at all.”
“Huh. What exactly doesn’t fit you?”
“People.”
“So, you don’t like people.”
“It’s not like I hate them...They just don’t fit me. As I said earlier.”
“You’re such a pain in the ass”
“Shut up”
“By the way,”
“Hm?”
“Did you notice?”
“Notice...?”
“Look.”
“Huh? What?”
“Look at that place”
“Where?”
Tobi looked up.
Peeked left and right.
There’s someone within a meter of Tobi, of course, not on the walls, but there’s a girl standing right on the sidewalk.
The girl is in the same uniform as Tobi’s school. She has a well-groomed face and shortens her long hair up with double buns.
“.......Uh──”
Strange things happen.
Something like this happened before. ‘Before’, more like, an hour ago.
Shiratama Ryuuko stares at Tobi. She doesn’t mean to be wide-eyed, but her eyes look as if she’s trying to clutch Tobi firmly.
Tobi was once scolded by the teacher in the facility to look others in the eye when talking. He did exactly as the teacher said. But somehow the teacher stopped looking him in the eyes. The teacher started looking at his nose and mouth.
It's kinda awkward to look someone directly in the eye.
Tobi has read about cats disliking eye contact with humans from a book in the facility. An unkind stare is a sign of hostility, most of the time.
But Shiratama Ryuuko is only observing Tobi. Is the one called "Tobi" so unusual? She’s trying to find out more about what Tobi looks like, and what kind of ecology it has. It’s obvious from her gaze.
What is up with this person?
She was there back in school.
She’s here again.
Is it just a coincidence? Can't say it's totally impossible, but it sure is strange.
Bizarre.
To be honest, it’s rather scary.
Tobi wants to run away. If he had not been sitting on the walls, he might’ve already started running without looking aside.
That’s right.
Let’s run.
Just stand up and run, on the walls or not, just run.
He can immediately escape if he wanted to.
Why is Tobi not running away?
He doesn’t get it either.
Just like what happened back at the school gate.
He somehow can’t move away from her eyes when Shiratama stares at him.
“Uh” As Tobi speaks, “Otogiri-kun” Shiratama also called his name.
“Y-yeah.”
Tobi unconsciously nodded.
“.......Eh? What?”
“Do you, know about me?”
Shiratama asks Tobi while staring at him. She hasn’t blinked. Won’t her eyes get dry or hurt at all...He was irresistibly curious about such things.
“I... Kno──w about...... you.”You’re Shiratama-san, right? We’re in the same class...Shiratama, Ryuuko.”
“So you’re awake. The existence of mine.”
Shiratama finally blinked once or two.
Then she lifted her chin a bit, squinted both eyes, and raised both ends of her lips slightly.
“Whew, I thought you don’t have any interest in others.”
“Well, you’re not exactly wrong.”
“Sooo... you don’t?
She rolled her eyes and pursed her mouth this time. When her expression changed, it was like Shiratama became a whole other person, yet she was still herself.
“Then how did you know my name?”
“You see...... Your name is pretty special...”
“Yeah... Thanks to the name combination of Shiratama and Ryuuko, I get that a lot.”
“But, Otogiri-kun has a name just as rare as mine, if not, rarer”
“I guess......Well──”
“Tobiiii”
Baku giggles yet again.
“And by rare, I mean, you talking to your friends at school is pretty rare, too, isn't it? heheheh.”
We’re not friends.
Tobi was about to retort in a flash.
But he knows Baku is purposely teasing him.
And he can’t be angry at a backpack in front of Shiratama.
“Yeah, I know my name isn’t that common aswe──”
Tobi suddenly noticed something strange.
Shiratama isn’t looking at him.
Tobi is looking at her, but Shiratama’s eyes are not on him.
What is she looking at?
She’s staring at the backpack on Tobi’s left shoulder.
Shiratama is staring at Baku.
“......Tobi, what now?”
Baku questioned in suspicion.
Tobi didn't reply, but instead repositioned Baku on his back, pulled him closer to his body, and held him close.
“It's, not a... common... name... I mean... uh...? hmm......? What's... what's wrong?”
Shiratama isn’t responding at all. She’s simply staring at Baku.
“Wha──”
Baku also began to fret.
“W-what is with this woman? It can’t be that......”
“You know?”
Shiratama started talking again, but she was still staring at Baku.
“I wanted to talk to Otogiri-kun so bad, so I waited for you”
“You...... waited”
Tobi failed to understand what she was talking about for a moment. Recalling it all over again, he understands now.
“Ah...... You’re talking about what happened back at the gates?”
“Yes!”
Shiratama nods without looking at Tobi.
“But, I just followed you after seeing Haizaki-san being angry and chasing after you.”
“.......Haizaki?”
“The Janitor of our school”
“So that’s his name. Haizaki......”
Haizaki-san never misses a chance to greet everyone, and is always available for a chat. He’s a very friendly guy.”
“Huh......”
It’s whatever to Tobi. His name, his personality.
Whatever.
He’s more interested in why she waited for him. Why did she go all the way to follow Tobi? What is it that she wants to talk about? And she is still staring at Baku. He’s starting to care more about that.
“──So...... Shiratama-san, do you need something from me, or......?
It’s impossible to wait or follow me all the way here without wanting anything.”
Shiratama finally looked at Tobi instead of Baku and smiled.
Tobi fell flat on his face. He just couldn't help but look down. There’s nothing to look down on. Tobi glanced upwards and took a peek at Shiratama.
“Um,”
Shiratama raised her hand and pointed at something.
“So about that back-”
“.......eh──Baku......?”
“Ba ku”
Shiratama shook her head in reply.
“Back? Baku? It’s a duffle bag so...... B-A-G? Sooo, Bag is correct?”
“Uh...... ah, I’m not that good at, English.......”
Tobi started calling Baku his current name, all because Baku said he’s a Backpack.
It’s been a good while, and he can’t remember much detail. Pretty sure Tobi asked him ‘What are you’ and Baku replied ‘I’m Backpack’. Or it might’ve been, ‘I’m the great Backpack-sama’. Anyways, the word ‘Backpack’ is a bit too long and hard to pronounce, so Tobi just nicknamed him Baku in short.
“......It’s my Baku, no, uh──backpack......It’s my bag. So, uh.... is anything wrong with my backp- well, no, Baku....... ugh. Is anything wrong with my duffle bag......?”
“Otogiri-kun often talks with that bag right?”
“With my bag──”
Tobi almost fell down the bridge.
“W-w-with my bag? Me? T-t-talk-talks, huh? What? Why? I... don’t talk with him... that much.......?”
“Are you good at ventriloquy?”
Shiratama posed an odd question nonchalantly.
“Ventrilo...quy...”
Tobi tried out ventriloquism in spite.
Wait. It’s impossible.
To be honest, this is crazy.
Why is Tobi suddenly trying ventriloquism, which it’s something he’s never done before?
He can’t do it anyways.
It’s not something he needed to try doing right now.
“.......No, not at all. I’ve never done ventriloquism before.”
“So in that case, where is that voice talking to Otogiri-kun from ?”
“The...... voice──”
“Oi, Tobi...”
Baku whispers to him.
“Seems like she can hear me clearly. ...... She knows I'm talking to you.”
“THAT voice”
Shiratama nodded her head.
“Correct! I know you’re talking to him!”
Seriously?
Tobi didn’t just think so.
“.......Seriously?”
He muttered out loud.
Shiratama stood straight, and her full-blown smile fills the entirety of her clear face as if she were decorated with colorful flowers.
“Seriously.”
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Like A Moth To A Flame..
Rio x black reader
Finally added something to my Fall For You Challenge | Collection so boom! I did a big girl thing
Description: you and Rio have been dancing around each other for long enough. That ends tonight. 
Warning: none other than the obvious. Smut. My page comes with an 18+ warning automatically .Minors do not engage
Was literally listening to that’s the way love goes by Janet Jackson so I incorporated it into whatever this is lmao. Anywho felt rushed but i been sitting on this for like a month so. Here you go
Also! Like 3 lines are inspired by something I read and it stuck with me. I know I liked/reposted it and can’t find it for the life of me. Will know it when I see it! And I’m still looking! But if it sounds familiar ( really the author would know), please tell me so I can credit them! Please, please, pleaseeee
"I tell you how good you look in that dress today?“
There it was. The butterflies that you feel erupt every single time he compliment you. Which is often. Rio, as gangsta as he was, was an absolute sweetheart. Charismatic. And boy did he have a way with words.
It wasn’t that you weren’t used to compliments. They didn’t bother you, and though you could be awkward sometimes accepting them from people, you always appreciated them. However, when Rio complements you, it sends a shock straight to your vagina every single time.
It was something about the way he would look at you, the tone in his voice, how genuine he sounded. He had the kind of voice than made everything he sits sounds smoother than cream cheese on your bagel. The simplest sweetest thing could have you dripping almost instantly. He made you feel wanted.
“Yeah?”
Making your way over to elevator upon entering the Skyrise, you press the number to the 12th floor and before turning to him with a smile.
“Yeah,” he continued to take you in, finger tips grazing tip of the dress. “I especially love the way it looks against your brown skin. ”
You tried your best to keep the tremble out of the breath you released. Rio’s eyes locked on yours as he spoke.
“Definitely suits you. You look all ethereal and shit.”
“Thank you Rio,” you looked away shyly loving the way he made your heart do things.
You watched as his tongue came out to wet his lips, your eyes zoned in on the moistened flesh. You quickly turned to step into the elevator, Rio following suit.
When you got off work a mere half an hour ago, Rio surprised you and had waited for you to get off work and offered to drive you home. He knew sometimes you’d walked home from there salon and in true Rio fashion, wanted to make sure you got home safe. Of course the two of you ended up at a mom and Pop diner to pick up a to go order he apparently already called in. He would’ve taken you somewhere else, but he noticed you had heels on and had probably been standing all day so he wanted you to be able to be comfortable and relax in your own home. He also knew sometimes you weren’t able to eat when work got a little crazy. It was prom and graduation season after all which meant everybody and they mama needed their hair done. He couldn’t let you go hungry right?
The two of you held a pretty effortless conversation and made small talk on their journey to back to your place after picking up food. Reaching for the doorhandle once he pulled up and stopped the car, you stop remembering that if you open the door Rio would lose his shit. It wouldn’t be the first time he had first that you open over opening your own door. That was something you learned by the end of date two. While you guys had been officially dating for the past 5 months you have learned that Rio was determined to make sure you felt like a woman. That you never had to worry about any thing. From opening the door to bills which, he does sometimes go behind your back to cover. It’s not that you didn’t mind him paying but you had let him know real quick that you had your own. But mama didn’t raise no fool, and you be stupid not to take the cash when he gave it to you.
And you weren’t stupid, you knew exactly what he was into. While you mind your business, you knew enough.
“Thank you you for picking up and getting me something to eat.”
“It’s nothing mama. You know I got you.”
The ride up to your unit was silent for some reason the tension in the elevator begin to rise. Something was clearly on his mind and it was practically screaming at you. You unlock the door and welcome him in, not saying a word. Slipping off your shoes and putting your purse and keys on the counter you begin to do little things to make yourself more comfortable and at home. And he observed the way he normally did. Not saying much, just watching it. Finally you sat down munching on a few fries after you set your food and his on the coffee table. Without pause you placed your feet in his laps as you queued Alexa. Shortly after you sound in Jazmine Sullivan could be her through the speaker creating some background noise for the two of you. He often indulged in a lot of your shows but you didn’t really feel like watching anything right now. He just wanted to pick his brain a little bit.
“What’s on your mind?”Rio only raised an eyebrow feigning ignorance causing you to roll your eyes. “You had this funny look on your face for a minute now and as normal as you been trying to act since you picked me up, I could tell something was up.“
“You think you know me now?”
“Mmhmmm, I do. So what is it?” You tilted your head to the side taking a sip of your water.
For a moment he said nothing. All he did was smirk, loving your confidence and how well you knew him. That’s what he loved about you. The way you learned him, the way you genuinely cared about him. He’d be an idiot not to fall for you. And he had. Hard. Five months be damned.
But the problem here wasn’t Rio.
It was you.
And it wasn’t that he minded you getting yours. He wasn’t selfish by any means. Watching you get off, got him off. The way you came undone just from his touch. His finger curling into you, to you. The way you melted in his mouth.
He loved pleasing you.
The problem was you were holding back and he couldn’t fathom why. Rio knew women. He was extremely good at reading them. And Rio knew you. What made you laugh. Smile. That you loved fries with your ice cream. You were big on family. You hated the color yellow. He even knew you had a tell. Whenever you you told the smallest lie -all when it came to how you were feeling- you’d look to the left, even if only for a moment. He knew that Janet Jackson ‘That’s The Way Love Goes’ was your favorite song. Ironic because the two of you were drawn to each other like a moth to a flame.
So what was your issue?
"I been tryna call you all day," he finally spoke as he began to massage your feet a bit.
“Oh.”
“Oh? Why you playing with me?” Hey question while slightly moving to the back of your calf massager there as well.
Ain’t no body playin’ with you Rio. I was busy. As you have been the past 2 months.”
Shots fired.
You know he had ‘business’ quote to handle so the past few months the visits and dates, phone calls, and text messages were real scarce. Still, it wouldn’t have heard for him to reach out more. But you weren’t together so you didn’t wanna be that clingy ass girl.
“Oh so that’s what got your panties in a bunch.” You rolled your eyes at his smart remark while he grinned.
"You must have a problem cuz I don’t. If my panties were in a bunch, I wouldn’t have gotten in the car- Rio!” He had quickly taken that foot you nudged him with and pulled you closer,smoothly transitioning himself between your legs. He braced himself with one arm on the side of the couch the other placed on the side of your head.
“I missed you too, ma.” He inched his mouth closer to yours. You bit your lip when you felt his breath from his words, "and there ain’t no problem. I'm ready to finish working on us. I just need you to say it.”
With that his lips were softly placed on yours. Tongues were clashing with one another, missing the feel of his on yours. One of his hands began to travel lower, running from the top to bottom of your belly, caressing the soft skin.
"Dilo" He coaxed as his tongue made swirls along your neck while he ground his hips into you.
You could feel his hand under your skirt, slowly making its way between your thighs. Your heart started beating faster knowing what he was getting ready to do.
“Shit you drippin’. like this already? I’ve barely touched you yet.”
“Say it.” His index and ring finger ghosted over you clit through the thin lace panties you wore. Rio, being arrogant ass he was , knew you wanted. Still, he wanted to hear you say. He wouldn’t have it any other way. But it was driving him fucking crazy. He could practically smell your arousal.
“Rio,” you moaned out. “I can’t.”
“That don’t really sound like you can’t ma,” he breathed in your ear.
Having moved your pantie to the side fingers playing around in your juices, your hips unconsciously bucked desperate for friction.
“I can’t think when you do..”
“When I do what baby?“ he licked up the side of your neck before nipping on your ear.
“That.”
Suddenly he stopped. He withdrew from you slowly before standing up and holding his hand out to you. Confused, you took it and stood up and followed him to one side of the kitchen island. Releasing your hand, he walked to the opposite side.
“Clearly we need to have a conversation.”
Rio, normally very cool calm and collected how to remember the last time he felt this anxious. This overwhelmed.
“I need you to use your words mama. I’m not tryna pressure you. I only want to give you what you want. But in order for me to do that, I need you open that pretty little mouth of yours and speak.”
This was the moment you were afraid of. You begin to nibble on your thumb now as you attempted to find the right words to explain yourself. At that point you weren’t sure if you wanted to explain your feelings or talk yourself out of the situation. You knew how you were and by no means was Rio at fault. you love the way he made you feel unlike anybody else had. How he treated you, how he treated his son. How he looked out for his people. You love the thug in him too.
But that was the real problem.
Love.
It had a barely been five months and surely that wasn’t enough time to feel this strongly for somebody right?
But you know how you are. You know you have a tendency to fall fast and fucking hard and 9 times out of 10, those feelings end up being one sided leaving broken hearted. You didn’t want that with Rio. You didn’t want this feeling to fade. It had all been a part of the reason why you had been avoiding having sex with him. Now, he was the perfect gentleman. He may have been walking temptation but he never pressured you. Were you addicted to his kisses?
Absolutely.
Not to mention a few times you had been way past Gorky and let him touch you little bit and eat you out. But from the first time his lips right mouth wrapped around your clit you knew you would be a fucking goner if you were that man penetrate you. So not fucking him was allow you to maintain some sort of control over your heart in the states. Did it seem all that logical? Maybe not others if you said it out loud, but it was a security blanket for you and that’s all that matters.
“I’m really not tryna have you judge me.”
That was definitely a weak ass line but you couldn’t think of anything else to say when he put you on the spot like that.
“We grown mama. Judge you for what?” He shrugged off your lame excuse.
“Rio,” you signed and he waved you off.
“C’mon stop bullshittin’ and say what’s on your mind..”
“Rio.”
“And all I’m asking you to keep it 100 with me the same way I keep it 100 with you-“
“If I fuck you , I’ll fall in love with you.” You confessed.
Silence. Dead silence.
Truthfully you feel may already have but that was the last part thing you wanted to confess. Nevertheless it didn’t stop you from rambling.
“ And I really don’t feel like being the only one in love again.”
Still he remained silent. Rio who had been leaning on his forearms, hands clasped together on his chin continued to stare at you. His mouth parted just enough for him to lick his lips before speaking.
“I’m already in love with you, so I don’t see why that’s a problem.”
Your jaw dropped.
“Do you see a problem?” He questioned eyebrow raised.
You continue to start him completely lost for words. With a deep sigh he pushed off the counter and walking over to you. Steps are very slow almost calculated as if giving you a chance to ‘run’ away.
“You love me?”
“You heard exactly what i said.” Who was in front of you now his hands on the side of your waist.
He was slowly pushing you back against the counter. You were the first to lean in attaching a link to his. The kiss started off slow and sensual before quickly turning to one full of passion and hunger.Soon as your back touched it, his hands were falling to your thighs. He pushed your skirt up to your hips, grabbing your thighs, wrapping them around his waist, you ass firmly planted on the kitchen island, never once stopping the rhythm his tongue was doing with yours.
He pulled back enough to remove your tank his lips then moving to your neck. Scraping bites and loving, sloven mouthing.
He slid off your already ruined underwear before standing between your thighs. A spread of damp half moons over the column of your throat, working his way down between your chest before you stopped him, using your hand to bring his face back up to yours. You kissed him hard.
“Eat my pussy later Rio, I want to feel you now.” You panted making quick work of unbuckling his pants. He smirked letting you finish, pushing his pants and boxers down with your feet, his member springing free.
Spreading your legs open a little wider for him you bit too lip, your pupils browns and eyes mirroring his clouded with lust, you ran your fingers along your phones.His thumb brushed over the extra sensitive bundle of nerves a could of times before he slid in.
Rio groaned with his lips slammed shut and moves in closer as you let out a whimper; first contact being a bit overwhelming. He bottomed out giving you only a moment to adjust before pulling out to the tip and thrusting into you slowly.
Reaching for his forearm you gripped hard trying to catch your breath.
"Rio..." you moaned out throwing your head back as your eyes were struggling to stay open.
His hips snap into yours harder than they had been and you yelp eyes opening wide.
“Eyes on me.”
You wrapped your legs around him tightly and rolled your hips on his dick.
"Damn girl." Shit was feeling good, he ain’t ever had a bitch throw it back like you was doing.
"Harder Rio.”
Fuck he mouthed loving how you knew what you wanted.
He held you hips with one hand, the other wrapped around your throat as he slammed himself vigorously into you over and over. Your moans became screams with each thrust.
You feel that build up coming and Rio could too. He quickened his pace as his lips made swirls on your neck.
"Rio.." You moaned out with him nailing your spot.
"Scream it baby..." He moaned into you ear and sending chills over every inch of your body.
So you did just that.
You screamed his name the whole time you were cumming.
And fuck did you cum hard.
You were still screaming that shit when he finally came.And he has wasn't done there.
He made sure to tear your shit up, til the sun came up.
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Sarah, I literally love you so much you're one of the best people on this app istg❤️
If it's not too much trouble, for the joseph quinn x princess reader can we get something like Joe and readers nighttime routine?
I'm quite particular about my skincare but sometimes I'm soooo lazy and too tired to do it and I need someone like Joe to treat me like a princess and do it for me🥹
Or something similar if you don't vibe w/ that, anything like that would be super cool if you could, please & thank you🫶🩶
Hellooo lovey!! Awe oh my goodness you’re too sweet omg🥹 I literally love YOUUU so much!!! I absolutely can give you some Joseph Quinn and his Princess’s nighttime routine! I feel you on the skin care like I’m obsessed with it but also half the time don’t want to be bothered with it😩😂 so I hope you enjoy, I gave you some conversations that you’d have throughout the night💖
-hi! Hello! Keep scrolling if RPF isn’t your thing and also if you’re not into spoiled/princess reader. I swear I won’t take it personal 😂✨
-find all things Joe x Princess here💖
*You have a thing for skincare…you just don’t always want to bother with it so that’s where Joe comes in*
“My love you have to be still or it’s going to be all wonky looking.” “Sorry I’m just sleepy…that’s a little tight.” “Sorry baby…did you have a long day hmmm? Spent too much time out at the shops with your friends?” “It was fun but yes…I didn’t get my usual nap so I got a little cranky.” “You do like your little half hour mid day nap don’t you love?…how’s that? Need me to redo it? I’m still new on the whole French braid thing.” “I can’t help it…working mornings and getting off in the afternoon just makes it hard for me to not need a nap…oh yes it looks great.” “I for one am pro nap…I enjoy when you’re all sleepy and cuddly in the middle of the afternoon.”
“I’m too sleepy…I don’t want to.” “Baby…you know you’ll be very annoyed in the morning when you wake up and your face is all dry…” “can you…do it for me?” “Put on your skincare? Sure love..you just have to tell me what order you do things in because there’s…a lot.” “I can do that…you really don’t mind?” “Of course not my darling…now what’s first?” “That green bottle…yeah that one it’s my serum to make me look radiant…do you think it works?” “Oh yes it works you’re always looking absolutely radiant love…how’s that feel? I’m not being too rough right?” “It feels amazing…I’m never applying my own skincare again.” “Oh is that so?” “Next is the gold bottle that’s my nighttime face cream…don’t forget to drag it down the neck.” “Jesus this stuff is quite thick…so down the neck…got it…that feel okay?” “Mhhmmm” “baby…come on you can’t possibly be falling asleep while sat on the bathroom counter.” “You underestimate my ability to sleep anywhere…” “what’s the last step love?” “Eye cream…tiny white jar….you don’t need a lot and use your ring finger and tap it in.” “Okay..tap it..in…like that?…are we done now?” “Yes…can we go lay down now?” “Yes baby we can go lay down now.”
“You said we can lay down…” “and you can love…I’m just going to rub your feet with that lotion you like and put those socks on that have the little hearts all over them.” “Oh but I got those new ones with smiley faces on them at the store today.” “Did you? Would you like to wear those instead love?” “Yes please…” “okay…get comfortable for me…perfect…left foot please baby…that’s a good girl thank you…” “will you read to me tonight?” “Sure princess what do you feel like reading tonight?…right foot now love…thank you.” “I like that poetry book you’ve been reading to me lately.” “Oh good choice baby…okay feet are nice and cozy let’s get comfy shall we?” “My feet are very happy…thank you.” “You don’t have to thank me baby…you know I love pampering you.” “I love you Mr. Quinn.” “I love you too Princess.”
#Joseph quinn x princess#Joseph quinn x spoiled reader#joseph quinn rpf#joseph quinn request#joseph quinn fluff#joseph quinn x you#joseph quinn series#joseph quinn x fem!reader#joseph quinn x reader#joseph quinn x y/n#joe quinn x you#joe quinn x fem!reader#joe quinn x y/n#joe quinn x reader#joe quinn fluff#Joseph Quinn#my little british baby#Quinn spoiled
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Do you think you can do a headcannon w/. Monster trio with a s/o who has OCD? I'm OCD , and I know (just for me idk how other people react to theirs ) before I fall asleep , I have to recheck the locks on my doors , or check if the burners are off on my stove. Usually if I don't check atleast three times , I won't be able to sleep. Sometimes I try to fight it off, but I end up just checking because it literally drives me nuts! But yeah , a s/o like that, maybe they wake up in the middle of the night and see that their s/o isn't in bed , and went out to go looking for them ? Thank you! I love your writing , I love that's its diverse , and I'm always going back to your page to see if you have any new uploads. Thank you for your time and effort you put into your writings! Xxx Big fan !!
Of course! I myself have no experience with OCD so I hope I got this right! And tysm! I can’t even begin to express how much it means to to hear that! I’m so glad you’re enjoying my writing :) 🫶🏾🫶🏾
Monster Trio with a S/O who has OCD
Fluff, G/N!reader, the boys being supportive
Luffy
He doesn’t really notice at first
But when he does he's pretty blunt about asking you about it
He means well of course, just needs to be educated
He’s a bit confused at first, but after you talk it over with him he couldn't be more supportive!
Might pout a little that you didn’t tell him at first but he gets over that pretty quick
Has enough sense to realize it might’ve been a little hard to open up about
Every night he goes with you and chats about whatever comes to mind while you do your routines
And if you prefer to be alone he’d be right in y’all’s room waiting on you
Is like your own personal reminder-whether you need him to be or not
Will roll over and be like: “Y/N, don’t you need to go check the stuff?”
Even if you two are separated for whatever reason, his mind will drift over to you whenever that time rolls around and wonders if you’re still keeping up with your routine
If you’re ever feeling down he’s immediately stretching his face every which way trying to make you laugh and feel better
And if that’s not the type of support you need he’ll buckle down and get serious in order to console you
Will be there for you as much as humanly possible and then some
Zoro
Is one of the most observant people on board so he notices pretty quickly
Doesn’t say anything about it at first, just kinda deems it as a random habit of yours
Until he realizes you're doing it every night. Almost as if you need to do it
Thinks about what could the reasoning could be for hours on end before he finally decides to ask you about it
Follows shortly after you when you head into the kitchen and nearly gives you a heart attack in the process
“Y/N.” When you whirl around to face him he’s leaning over by the door giving you that knowing stare of his. “What are you doing?”
Is quiet while you explain it to him but that’s mainly because he’s super deep in thought
If he seems a bit annoyed please don’t think it's towards you. He’s more than frustrated with himself that he didn’t put two and two together and wasn’t there for you in all the times he could’ve been
Is a bit awkward in trying to offer help (but that’s mainly because he has the emotional availability of a rock), but he genuinely wants to help however he can
Even asks Chopper about what he could do to help you out
As much as he loves getting some sleep, he’s more than willing to stay up and wait for you
Has your routine more downpacked then you almost
Like he actually has a timeframe for the time it takes you to make your rounds. And trust and believe if you’re taking longer than usual he’s up and looking for you to see if anything’s wrong
Remember what I said about that emotional availability? Yeah..Zoro isn’t too good with sensitive talks (he tries, though) but if there’s days where everything feels like too much and you need him to listen or just simply be there, he’s right where you need him
Sanji
Has like a 6th sense for when people are in the kitchen when they’re not supposed to be so he finds out fairly quick. Especially when he wakes up and sees you’re not in bed
Is more concerned than curious when he asks what’s keeping you up
Once you tell him, he’s immediately ready to be at your service
“Oh, my love, how could I have been so blind? Tell me what you need and your prince will provide!”
If you don’t really need anything physical from him that’s fine too
Now if you need him to be there for you mentally and/or emotionally he’s right there by your side
Encourages you to come to him no matter what. He never wants you feel alone or like you can’t do so
Is very good at consoling people and never hesitates to offer soothing words or simply just a shoulder to lean on
Goes above and beyond and tries to do his own research. Just like Zoro, he’ll even ask Chopper for advice as well
Makes sure to leave the kitchen unlocked for as long as you need it open
Will also stay up and wait for you, even if you tell him he doesn’t need to
Once you get back into bed he’ll whisper all sorts of reassuring and sweet nothings to you before one of you falls asleep
To him, you’re in this together and any sort of helping hand you need he’ll lend
#one piece fanfiction#vinsmoke sanji#roronoa zoro#monkey d. luffy#x reader#sanji x reader#zoro x reader#luffy x reader#sanji imagine#zoro imagine#luffy imagine
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ahem, alright, kaveh first bc i saw something on twt that upset me so general tw warnings, alcoholism, depression, self harm tw.
i'm really like. bothered by how many people are like hehe haha at kaveh's drinking problems. alcoholism isn't a joke. it's not a funny quirk. it's not cute. it is an addiction. it is a form of self harm.
kaveh has been through a lot in his life and continues to be kicked while he is down. everyone is entitled to their own opinion of kaveh and alhaitham's relationship, but personally i do not think they hate each other. if that were the case, you know alhaitham would not let kaveh stay there. romantic, platonic, however you choose to look at it— alhaitham and kaveh at the very least respect one another in order to live in such close proximity.
i have talked with mocha ( kusatta ) extensively about alhaitham and kaveh’s relationship so from here on out of i mention alhaitham, it is with his alhaitham in mind.
kaveh lost his father when he was young and then his mother left. kaveh feels extremely guilty about his father's death. he feels as if he had never mentioned the diadem of knowledge, his father wouldn't have entered the interdarshan championship. it would not have led to his father losing and falling into a depression. maybe his father would not have joined an investigative project in the desert, where he would later die.
it would not have led his mother into a depression at the loss of his father. not only had kaveh lost his father, but he felt as if he was losing his mother, too. when she brings up visiting fontaine ( mind you, he's probably maybe mid teens when this happens ), he encourages her, telling her he'll be fine. after everything she's done for him, everything she's sacrificed, she deserves this.
and she goes.
he's alone, and he continues school. and he's been braving a smile ever since his father passed. i don't think kaveh knows how to deal with negative emotions correctly. he immediately internalizes it and comes down on himself very harshly. he thinks he is the problem, always.
after he graduates, his mother remarries. he's happy for her. she has a new family. one that won't disappoint her. it isn't stated, but i'm going to headcanon that he's got at least two younger siblings. he doesn't talk to them, though. better to keep his distance so his bad luck doesn't ruin their new, happy life.
somewhere in between all of this, he and alhaitham work on their project that goes nowhere because they can't meet each other in the middle. their forms of communication are just so different, they're both stubborn, and kaveh is so overwhelmed by everything else that he doesn't want to give up control over the one thing he can do. . . and even that falls through and his fallout with alhaitham becomes another regret weighing his heart. his designs were constantly being put down and rejected.
and then dori came into the picture. at the time of writing this, i'm not sure if i'll talk about her much because i have nothing kind to say about her and i have a burning anger against her. i think kaveh started drinking sometime after his designs were being rejected, but it only worsened after dori entered his life. after the withering had destroyed what was done of the palace of alcazarzaray, he begged dori to let him try again. he sold his mother's house that had been handed to him after she married, forked over his savings, and went to work with dori offering up the rest of what he needed. my boy is stressed.
when he's drunk, things aren't so heavy. he isn't thinking too hard. he can laugh and joke around. for a time, his problems aren't there. it doesn't feel like his chest is going to burst open with the awful feelings he's been storing for years.
after spending some time living with alhaitham, who confronts him about his drinking problem, kaveh cuts back considerably. he still drinks, but he no longer drinks himself into a stupor. he is trying to make an effort, to be present. . . to deal with his demons. it's still incredibly hard, but over the years things have gotten a bit easier. he's not alone anymore, thanks to alhaitham— to tighnari and cyno, too, who have been so supportive of him.
i have been crying the whole time it took me to write this. i'm sorry if it is incoherent.
tdlr; kaveh does have a drinking problem and he is super depressed but he's working on getting better so please don't make light of this situation.
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Patching Up
Word count: 1.2k
Warnings: swearing, implied violence, some mentions of smut, Connie and Y/N being assholes to each other but in a loving way
Summary: Connie’s hurt, so you do everything you can to help him out.
A/N: Inspired by this post (thank you @the-house-of-auditore-frye once again I swear I’m working on your request) and, of course, by That One Scenario I’m Obsessed With™. Hope you enjoy!
You wake up, still groggy and confused, when you hear the noise coming from the bathroom. The night makes everything sound volumes louder than it should: shampoo bottles falling over, rustling in the mirror cabinet, someone cursing under their breath…
For a few moments, you’re absolutely terrified. Is that it? Should you call the cops? Holy shit, what if-
That’s when your rational thinking kicks in. No, you’re not getting robbed, it’s just your boyfriend.
Home at last.
You get out of bed with a groan, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. Why didn’t he slip in your bed like he always does? Something must’ve happened. Did he decide to dye his hair in the middle of the night again? Or-
None of that matters, however. Your train of thought comes to a screeching halt when you open the bathroom door.
Connie, who’s indeed rummaging through the mirror cabinet, turns to you with an awkward smile. It melts your heart the way it always does, yet the moment your eyes adjust to the light you immediately notice all the small cuts littering his face. The final touch, however, is what seems to be the dried blood under his nose.
‘Jesus fucking Christ’ is the only more or less coherent thing that comes to mind.
“Hey, babe,” he raises his hand to give you a little wave, but winces in pain halfway through. “I know it look bad, but-”
“Okay, no,” you shake your head. “Take your hoodie off.”
“Look, if you want to undress me-”
“Christ, Nikas, you’re unbearable sometimes,” reaching under the sink, you pull out a box that’s been serving as a first aid kit for quite a while. “Comply or else.”
And comply he does. In one swift motion, Connie gets out of his hoodie before throwing it on the ground, settling at the edge of the bathtub. You take a look at the giant bruise on his shoulder – and, in spite of the situation’s severity, linger for a second to check out his tattoos.
Most of the time, Connie isn’t too keen on showing them to you for some reason. Right now he doesn’t seem to care.
“Shit, that doesn’t look good,” you put the box in the sink for now and lift his arm carefully. “Does it hurt?”
“Nah, not really.”
“Great. Arnicare it is.”
The next few minutes are silent. Connie’s touches send shivers down your spine, distracting you a bit. Still, you apply the gel softly, careful not to hurt him.
“Hey, Y/N, is that-is that my t-shirt?”
It takes you a moment to understand what he’s talking about. He’s right, though – it is his t-shirt, repurposed as your pajamas. In your defense, how could you resist? After all, it’s so comfortable and smells like him.
“Don’t you mean our t-shirt?”
“No I don’t! I haven’t seen it in months.”
“Honestly, that sounds like your problem,” your heart swells with warmth as he laughs in response. “I can give it back if you wa-”
“Nah, keep it. It looks better on you anyway.”
Your face heats up. The feeling is so sweet that you wish you could tuck it away somewhere safe, taking it out when you aren’t doing so well. But even then, there’s something weighting heavy on your mind.
Ask him, it says. You should ask him.
“Can you please tell me what happened?”
The silence hangs in the air for a few moments. A few moments longer than you’d like.
“I mean, do you, like… Really want to know?”
“Jesus… Okay, is everything alright? No criminal charges and all that shit?”
“Well, my ego’s crushed,” Connie pretends to wipe a single tear in a dramatic gesture. “But that’s it.”
“Great. Awesome. The bar is on the floor, you know that, right?”
“And you still love me, huh?”
“Yeah, that one’s on me,” you give your work one last look-over before grabbing the wet wipes. “Alright, now onto…”
“The best part,” Connie wiggles his eyebrows in what’s supposed to be subtle seduction. You roll your eyes with a smile.
“Wow, you’re real humble. Although you know what, yeah, the best part,” you remove the dried blood from his face gently. “Give it to the prettiest boy in New York.”
“Prettiest? I thought you were with me for my money, not for my- Ow!” he winces. You pull away immediately.
“Fuck. Sorry, babe.”
“Nah, nah, I’m good. Keep going.”
You nod, continuing – gentler this time. After you finish, you slowly press on the bridge of his nose.
“Alright, does this hurt?”
“I don’t think it’s broken.”
“Sweet. You’re a lucky dude, y’know?”
“O-o-oh, totally,” he leans forward to pepper your face in quick kisses. You giggle, pressing your lips to his.
“Stop, I’m not done yet!” you move away and look at his face again, frowning, “Okay, that, uh, that’s gonna sting. I’ll be quick, I swear, but-”
“It’s alright. Do your thing”.
You nod, dabbing at the cuts carefully. Connie doesn’t say anything, but you can feel his breath hitch from time to time. You mutter soft, hushed apologies as he keeps tracing imaginary patters on your back.
It’s okay. It’s all forgiven.
“Okay, a-a-and… There. All done.”
“You’re an angel,” Connie wraps his hands around you, resting his head against your body. “I’m sorry.”
“For what?”
“Y’know. For being a piece of shit.”
“You aren’t a piece of shit, c’mon,” you run your fingers through his hair, placing a kiss on top of his head. “I love you. Wouldn’t have it any other way.”
He hums in response, tightening the hug. After a few moments, a few moments of quiet bliss, Connie pulls away first, looking you in the eyes.
“Well,” he rests his palms on your hips with a smirk. “Now we can go to bed and-”
“Now you can take a shower, ya nasty. Everything else comes after that.”
“Wow. Do I stink or something?”
“I didn’t say that! I just have standards, y’know? Hygiene first, banging later.”
“You’re so romantic.”
“And you still love me, huh???”
Connie snorts with laughter, so of course you can't help but giggle as well, feeling the warmth spread through you. For a moment, your eyes linger on his lips, longer than they should. He notices that and smirks.
“What?”
“Oh my God, you’re so cute.”
“I… Huh? Cute?”
“Yeah! You do that thing with your mouth when you laugh, and – okay, it’s cute, fuck off.”
He blinks a few times, confused.
“That thing with my mouth.”
“You know,” you hold the tip of your tongue between your teeth for a second. “Like this! You’ve never noticed?”
“I, uh,” Connie looks away, heavy blush coating his face. A rare sight; you drink it in with gusto, savoring it like fine wine. “You’re just making shit up. That’s slander.”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever you say. That makes you even cuter, just so you know.”
“Alright, that’s enough, come here-”
Turns out you were right – this night is going to be way longer than you first thought, it seems. You don’t mind at all.
#connie nikas#connie nikas x reader#connie nikas imagine#robert pattinson x reader#robert pattinson imagine#good time#seal writes
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Skz Drabble — Alone (MinChan)
Author’s Note: this is a self insert but also a very specific one. Lots of it is my personal story from losing a parent. It’s hard sometimes; I’m here for anyone who needs it. Love you guys 🫶🏾
Wordcount: 1,617 (maybe I got carried away 😭)
Warnings: mentions of polyamory/ polyamorous relationships, descriptions of depression, loss of a loved one, a full bladder, suggestive at the end.
It was one in the afternoon. Nothing special about today; it was simply a Sunday. The birds chirped, the sun shined, and the wind blowed as cars came pass. Simple.
Yet, you lay in bed. Bound to bed by the leaps and bounds that is the world. You feel your heart getting heavier. You were triggered by the music playing in someone’s car as they drove pass. Your mom loved that song.
Now the tears won’t stop flowing. Your mind won’t stop going. Running and running trying to dodge all your problems. You fall back onto the bed covering your face as if that stopped the sobs that escaped you.
Sobs. For someone who only wanted you to not cry as their last wish. The pain of missing them and the guilt of not following their wishes keeps you wanting to do nothing but remain under the safety of your hands. So you do. You lay in bed with your eyes covered for a while.
Overthinking for a while. Would my mother be proud of me? Even on your best day, you aren’t the same person with your mother. Less motivated… less confident. Would she hate the person I’ve become? You lost the spark. Sometimes you debate on what you keeping going for. Is she even watching? Does it truly matter? You won’t get anything from her. Nobody else cares.
You eventually lay on your side staring at the window. Just clear, beautiful skies in view. The perfect juxtaposition to the mood inside your apartment right now. Dark, sadness looms over you. It’s been years. At this point, you should be fine right? Wrong.
Everyone applauds you for keeping it together. ‘Y/n is so strong’ ‘without my mom I don’t think I would make it y/n is an inspiration’. Unbeknownst to them, you are falling apart alone. You never let anyone know, never let anyone in. They all have too many things going on in their lives.
You had been in bed for way longer than expected at this point. It has been hours of overthinking and crying: a repeated cycle. You felt dehydrated, like your bladder was gonna explode, and exhausted. Yet, you remained in bed. In fetal position, you felt the safest from the world.
You were soon asleep. That’s why you didn’t notice Chan and Minho enter. Chan used his spare key. You hadn’t answered any of their messages or calls for a few days now. This was not normal; this is the longest slump you’ve been in since before you met them.
Normally, you can pull it together after a day. Possibly a few hours even. Three days you have spent at home now. You were convinced you would lose some of your skin complexion.
It was a mess in your house besides the living room. You kept the living room clean to keep appearances from neighbors. The kitchen had a stack of plates in the sink and the garbage was full. The bathroom had lots of tissues from crying on the sink and filling the garbage can. Also, some make up removal wipes because you tried to do your makeup at one point.
When they reach your room, they are prepared for the worst. Nerves eating at them and it showed on their faces.
“What if she’s not alive?” Minho whispers to Chan.
Chan shakes his head. “We’ll deal with it the best we know how..” He opens the door and is relieved you’re just sleeping. The light snores from your body alerted them immediately. Minho lets out a breath he was holding and holds his chest.
Your room: the most dirty of it all. Tissues, energy drink cans, water bottles, lots of plates and bowls, clothes on the ground, hair ties and jewelry just spewed about. The only jewelry missing is the necklace you always wear still on your neck.
“Maybe we should help clean? She doesn’t seem.. okay” Minho suggests. Chan simply nods. He is worried about you, and the condition of you and your place are concerning. Your house is normally rather clean, and you would be up doing some kind of studying or chores. Midday sleeping? Not the typical.
Chan takes on the bathroom cleaning the skin and shower first. While, Minho decides to focus on your kitchen. He starts with the dishes and counters. Chan was going to clean your bathroom mirror, but he saw the affirmations you wrote on it. ‘Tomorrow will be better’ in red lipstick. You weren’t doing okay… his suspicions were right.
Minho decided since the dishwasher was going and the counters were clean maybe he could clean the fridge and stove. The stove required little scrubbing. In the fridge, he found minimal things. Some soup, drinks, eggs, and fruit. The soup he recognized as something you mentioned you loved a lot as a child. Did you make it to feel comfortable? Did it work?
After they both cleaned the floors, they decided to clean your room. They were the most nervous about this because they could wake you. Minho gathered the garbage in a bag since he had taken all the dishes out earlier to put in the dishwasher. He could easily take the garbage out as well. It was part of the kitchen. Chan decided to do your laundry. He took the time to read every clothing label to sort and wash them correctly. They couldn’t clean the floor without waking you, so they decided to wait on that part.
You woke up to the sound of Chan and Minho talking somewhere. You didn’t even connect the dots yet. You groaned as you woke up. You didn’t go use the bathroom before sleeping now you felt the worst stomach pain ever.
Minho was alerted immediately and came to the room.
“Y/n-ah are you okay?” He questions, getting a little close to the bed.
“Can you help me to the bathroom, please?” You beg him. He immediately lifts you out the cover to which you moan in pain. “I’m sorry..” he mumbles. You shake your head. “This is all my fault. Let’s make this quick.” He hustles and helps you to the bathroom. Chan is also watching as you almost immediately go when your on the toilet.
He sighed. “I told you about holding in your piss!” You shrink a little. “I know I’m sorry Channie..” He was going to lecture you, but he hopes the pain is a lesson enough. You go to wash your hands afterwards still in pain. The pain takes a while to subside; it was actual torture and discomfort.
Chan carries you to the living room and sits you on the couch. Here you are between Chan and Minho as they both look at you. You have been exposed. It was a hard to even say anything. The men who you had been seeing were upset with you.
“I can- I can explain.” You stutter out as loud as possible. They nod in an agreement. “Go on.” Minho beckons.
“I.. I’ve had a hard few days. As you both know, I am without both my parents. My mother being the closest to me. I have just been reminded of her so much, and it hurts. Listening to the songs she likes, smelling the perfumes she wore, seeing people who look like her, and the worst of all is when I watch someone die in a movie or show. I can’t do it. My heart is too weak.” Chan rubs your back gently as he holds one of your hands. Minho wipes the tears you didn’t feel fall as he holds your thigh.
“Y/n.. we’re your boyfriends. Why not tell us? We were in the dark about you, your physical and mental state, and that is scary for us.” Chan softly spoke.
“I am prideful.. I can’t be weak even to the people closest to me. You guys always give me so much credit. Meanwhile it is so fucking hard! I take so long in the shower because I can cry in there without you guys seeing me. I just don’t want to worry you guys either. You’re super busy and going through things on your own tha-“ Minho cuts you off. He normally doesn’t interrupt, so you’re immediately confused but attentive.
“In a relationship, we are supposed to be there for each other 100% of the time. If the person needs something, you should be able to balance them. It is three of us. Please don’t feel like you have to be alone in anything. We love you. We care for you. We will always want to hear your concerns and troubles. Don’t do this again.. please.” You could see the concern and sadness on their faces. They actually want that from you. They care about you.
“I’m sorry to worry you. I will try to put my pride aside when it comes to you guys. It will take some getting use to. I know I messed up, but I love you guys too. I don’t want to lose you.” You cuddle closer to Minho and pull Chan in too. They cuddle you smiling softly.
“Our hard-headed girl” Chan pats your head and laughs. “Literally. Also, our messy girl. You’re welcome for cleaning.” Minho rolls his eyes as he says that. “Thank youuu. Sleepover?” You ask excitedly. “Sure let’s get the bed ready.” Chan says as he gets up, stretching his arms and back.
Minho taps you for you to get up and stands up. “Don’t worry we’ll be gentle tonight. You have done enough crying already. As long as you feel satisfied, we can do whatever.” He says, winking and grabbing the towels out the dryer.
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