#i'm staying off tumblr after this your words won't reach me

[iersei]

this is the first time in a while that i won't be able to watch the new dndads episode immediately, but you know it's gonna be a good one when i'm already getting ominous messages wishing luck to me and my emotional stability

#i'm not gonna get to it until thursday at the earliest #so wish me luck #or not #i'm staying off tumblr after this your words won't reach me #sei wants to say

[ddejavvu]

I accidentally kept myself awake until like 3 hours before I need to get up cause I was watching r/nosleep readings and, despite being a horror addict, I'm a baby about scary stuff

Here's my thoughts:

Jack is away for a sleepover, and scaredy-cat reader convinces Hotch to stay up late watching a psychological horror with them, the kind thay really gets under your skin. He hesitates, cause he knows they'll be terrified, but caves to the puppy dog eyes.

After almost two hours of screaming, holding back tears, and hiding against Aaron's chest (and in his arms), the movie ends and it's time to go to bed. Reader is too scared to move a muscle, and Aaron has to comfort them and convince them to get to their room so they can both go to sleep.

Genuine attempts to show the lack of danger, humour to cheer them up, y'know the works. I hope reader ends up sleeping, cause I know I won't

(Signed, @hotchs-good-girl [who is BEGGING tumblr to let them send asks from side blogs])

i know how you feel! i can't even say mr scr*tch without freaking out.. it's kept me up many a night </33

--

"Sweetheart," Aaron's voice is sympathetically amused, murmured against the crown of your head, "Come on. Are you really that scared?"

"Yes!" You gush, your words muffled by the polo he's wearing, "Yes, Aaron, why did you let me watch that movie?"

His chest heaves slightly as he ascends the next step, keeping your weight supported by a hand under your thighs. He hadn't been able to convince you to walk on your own, because of course, the monsters could get your ankles.

"Well," He starts, flicking the light to the hallway on so that maybe you'll stop suffocating him with your arms wound so tightly around his chest, "You would have screamed until I said yes."

"I was kidding." You mumble grouchily into his chest, "I can't believe you're making me to go bed! That's where all of the killers are hiding, Aaron!"

"I take down serial killers for living," He reminds you, targeting your bedroom light next, "Don't you think we would have heard if someone had come into the house?"

"No," You insist, shaking your head as best you can, "That's how they getcha! They- I dunno, hide in the closets or something!"

"Hm," He hums, reaching for the knob of your closet door, "I'll check."

"Aaron- no!" You scramble out of his arms, landing on your butt on the floor and scrambling to stand on top of the bed, "Are you insane?"

"What?!" He's looking at you like you've grown a third head, though he's fairly certain your first one is injured after your fall.

"Don't take me in there with you!" You gesture wildly to the closet, "Were you just about to unleash the monsters while holding me? I would have been their first target, you dick!"

"Y/N," He deadpans, twisting the knob with one hand and yanking it open. You flinch at the sight, though he knows there's nothing there. A simple inspection of the space shows only a tie out of place, but he's pretty sure he knocked it off of the wall, not a monster.

"Just get over here," You hiss, unamused at his boldness, "I'm not getting to sleep tonight, so let's just get the night over with."

"Yes you are," Aaron chuckles, grabbing pajama pants and shedding his jeans. He tugs the polo off as well, but doesn't bother grabbing a t-shirt to sleep in, leaving his chest exposed as he treks towards the bed, "I'm going to be here the whole time."

"But you're gonna be asleep!" You tug the covers back, hurriedly tucking yourself beneath them, "I can't sleep if you're sleeping, 'cause then I'll be awake when the killer gets here but you won't. I can't be the protector of us, Aaron!"

You do look pitiful under the blankets, but he's sure that if a killer broke in trying to stab him, you'd turn their own knife on them. You're stronger than you feel in the moment, but he won't point it out.

"How about this?" He reaches for you, tugging the covers up and over himself and plopping unceremoniously on top of you, "You go to sleep, and I lay here and protect you. Nothing can get you if I'm covering you, right?"

"I guess not." You muse, squirming to get comfortable under his broad frame, "You swear you won't fall asleep until I'm out too?"

"On my life," He promises, though it's an unfortunate word choice.

"It will be," You groan, snapping your eyes shut and burrowing your face into his neck, "It was nice knowing you, Aaron."

"That's a weird way of saying I love you," He hums, pressing a kiss to your temple, the only part of your face his lips can reach, "But I love you too, scaredy-cat."

#aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner imagine #aaron hotchner scenario #aaron hotchner oneshot #aaron hotchner one-shot #aaron hotchner one shot #aaron hotchner headcanon #aaron hotchner headcanons #aaron hotchner hc #aaron hotchner hcs #aaron hotchner fanfiction #aaron hotchner fanfic #aaron hotchner fic #aaron hotchner blurb #aaron hotchner drabble #aaron hotchner dialogue #aaron hotchner fluff #aaron hotchner x reader fanfiction

[griffin-girl-r]

Light of my life

Created: 15.09.2022

Finished: 16.02.2023

Edited: 13.09.2023

Age: 14

Word count: 3,115

Warnings: Blood, Death, Explosion, Throwing up, Fainting

Request: Yes (Tumblr user)

Summary: During one of the Avengers' missions, you tag along only for the mission to take an unexpected turn.

—

"Do you understand the plan?" Your mother asked you again as she placed her hands on your shoulders firmly

You rolled your eyes "Yes, Mama. You've already told me this. I get it." You answered bored

Why is she treating you like such a child when, obviously, you are not?!

If Fury thought you were ready to be in the field why can't Natasha accept it too?!

Natasha let out a deep sigh and nodded "I just want you to be safe, baby. You're all I have in this world." She pulled you in for a tight hug "I won't be able to live with myself if I ever lost you. Okay? You're Mama's miracle and her entire world. Without you, I don't exist."

Natasha's words made you feel a little guilty for treating her like you just did.

Yes.

She was a little overprotective.

But you understood her concern.

No mother wants a dead child.

Especially Natasha. Because you're her only child. Losing you would mean the end of her life and you know it. If you die she won't hesitate a second in following you.

—

It was an important mission given the fact that the entire team was there and you even got reinforcements from S.H.I.E.L.D.

Everyone was on the field.

Despite your protests, your mother dragged you to a different building, one that was a little far away from the one where all the action was taking place, and instructed you to hide there.

"You'll stay here, Y/N. You got me?" Natasha pulled you inside one of the rooms after making sure it was empty

"No, Mama! I want to be there, fighting." You shouted "I'm more than capable of being the one who takes the hard drive with all the pieces of information we need. You fight and I sneak inside and get it. As simple as that."

"No, baby. You have new orders. And that will be for you to stay here and hide." Your mom explained

As soon as Natasha understood that this mission was one of those very risky missions she decided to take you somewhere safe.

"You better listen to your mother, kid." Tony's voice boomed inside your ears through your comms "She knows better."

"Oh, come on toe knee!" You threw your hands in the air "You can't possibly be on her side."

"I'm sorry, mini Romanoff. If Natasha says you're not allowed in the fight then you're not." Tony replied before the sound of one of his energy blasts echoed

"Y/N, Natasha's right." Steve groaned "This fight is way more dangerous than we first anticipated."

"You guys can't agree with her!" You argued through your comms "I can fight! My mom, it's just being her usual mama bear."

"I wouldn't argue with her if I was you, Natasha Junior." Clint was the one to talk this time "Natasha Senior can be very persuasive when she wants to."

"Oh shut up, bird boy!" You chuckled sarcastically "You're just scared of her."

"I agree with Nat too." 8 more different voices said at the same time

You loudly groaned and Natasha knew she won the argument.

"I love you, baby. We'll get this over soon then I'll take you home and make it up to you. We'll do whatever you want." Natasha kissed the top of your head

"Anything?" You asked surprised "Even eating junk food and playing games on my PlayStation?"

"Anything!" Natasha nodded "Even eating junk food and playing games on your PlayStation."

"Yay!" You cheered as Natasha took off toward the fight

—

Everything was going smoothly for the team as they were about to successfully finish their mission and retrieve the USB with the information they needed.

"Romanoff, do you copy?" Tony's voice boomed in Natasha's ears through her comm

"I do, Stark." Natasha groaned as she hit a Hydra agent to the ground

"Are you almost in?" Tony asked

"Affirmative." Natasha kicked the enemy that was on the ground with her leg

"Great. The room you need to reach is on the second level. First door on the..." Tony started but was interrupted by an explosion

"What the fuck?!" Sam shouted

"Language!" Was the answer Sam got

Of course, it was Steve the one who answered.

"Everyone retreat!" Tony commanded as more buildings, all around the base, started to blow up one by one

"What's going on, Stark?" Natasha was already running to the building she left you in as fast as she could to get you out of there

"J.A.R.V.I.S. detected multiple bombs planted all across the base. They're blowing this place up. We need to get out of here as quickly as we can." Tony explained clearly so everyone could understand just how serious the situation was "Evacuate the buildings. No one remains inside."

"Natasha!" Clint reached his best friend as he saw her running towards one building "Are you out of your mind?"

But Natasha chose to ignore Clint as she kept on running as fast as her legs could carry her.

"My daughter is inside, Clint." The redhead's voice was filled with worry and fear "She won't leave until I go get her."

Clint wanted to ask Natasha something more but he, as well as his best friend, was thrown on the ground by a shock wave created by another building that exploded.

Natasha's heart momentarily stopped beating as the realization of what was in front of her eyes settled in.

The building your mother told you to hide inside had been the one to blow up.

"No..." Natasha whispered in shock "No, Y/N..." She reached her shaky hand up to her ear and pressed her comm "Y/N? Baby?" She called you with a wavering voice "Please tell me that you're okay, sweetheart. Do you copy? Say something, my love."

Natasha waited for an answer.

The whole team did only to have their hopes crash down when at the other end of the comms was only silence and no sign of you.

Your mother resumed her sprint to the now collapsed building where she hid her most precious thing that she ever had.

You.

The thoughts inside Natasha's head were running wild as her mind instantly started to play the worst-case scenarios that could happen to her.

She desperately started to move away the rubble with her bare hands, trying to catch a glimpse of you, alive under it.

The team hadn't wasted a second in gathering up right beside their red-headed teammate and started helping her dig through all the aftermath of those explosions.

Clint was the one to step in and pull Natasha back by her shoulders and away from the ruins, leaving some space for the team to work and not be disturbed by a hyperventilating Natasha.

"She's okay, Nat." Clint whispered in the woman's ear as she was crying her heart out "She's alive. We'll find her. You'll see."

No one said it aloud but you could see it in everyone's eyes that they knew that the only thing they'd find from Y/N was her corpse.

It was like a silent agreement of getting ready for Natasha's mental breakdown that they knew was coming as soon as they pulled their niece's body out from under the rubble.

And no one wanted to see that happening.

—

"She's okay, Natasha. You'll see." Natasha muttered under her breath as she sat on her knees on the ice-cold ground "She's my little miracle. My fighter. She's alive under those things."

The, what was once a Hydra base, now ruins, was situated somewhere in the middle of some mountains, isolated from the rest of the world, making the temperature colder around them.

But none of the heroes seemed to care about the cold as they were restlessly searching for you, desperately looking for any kind of sign of life from you, from under the rubble.

The dead silence was interrupted by Tony who, as loud as he could, shouted at his teammates when he noticed a hand under a piece of concrete.

"We found something, guys." Tony shouted sending Natasha stumbling up on her feet as she was eager to see what the team found

Thor stepped in and, using his god strength, lifted up that piece of the fallen building, throwing it aside, not caring where it landed or what it hit.

But as soon as he did, Thor wished he never moved it.

The mighty God of thunder had seen a lot of horrific and disgusting things in his thousand years of life but nothing could have prepared him for the sight that lay in front of his eyes.

It was an unrecognizable dead body that, judging by the way it looked, had all the bones broken and its head was smashed by the force it was hit on when the building collapsed.

All that had remained of the face was blood, a bluish color of the skin, and the illusion that this face once had features.

It was sickening.

Truly.

But not the state of the dead body that made everyone's stomach do a flip but the clear fact that the corpse perfectly resembled your body type, not to mention that it was wearing your clothes and the color of its hair was identical to yours, only that this hair was dirty and bloodied.

One look at the body was enough for Natasha to send her back on her knees as she started throwing up whatever contains her stomach had, up until this point.

Steve was just as quick in kneeling beside her and holding her hair up as he was soothingly rubbing circles on her back with his hand.

Steve felt Natasha suddenly becoming heavier as she was leaning on him as soon as she stopped throwing and the man knew that the redhead's limpness could only mean one thing.

"Hey, Nat!" Steve gently shook the woman's head "Keep your eyes open. Don't do this to us!" He moved on to lightly slap her cheeks when he saw that the shaking wasn't giving any results

Steve's gentle slapping seemed to work as Natasha slightly opened her eyes again and slowly sat up.

Once the spy regained her full consciousness, she crawled next to the body and emotionlessly stared at it.

The team tried to guess what was on Natasha's mind and how she felt in those moments, but if they were being honest, none of them wanted to actually know what their friend was going through as she stared at the disfigured face of her daughter.

"No..." Natasha blankly whispered, her voice devoid of any emotion

"Tasha..." Clint went to take a step forward but stopped

"No!" Natasha shouted as tears made their way again to the front "Please no! Don't... Don't do this to me. Not my daughter! Take me but don't make me live without my light forever!"

Natasha was shouting at anything or anyone who was listening to her as she cried out her pain.

The pain of a mother who lost her daughter right in front of her eyes.

"You want a life?!" The woman shouted once again "Fine! Take mine then! Take my life in exchange for my baby's. You can do whatever you want with me but let my daughter live! If that's your punishment to me for all the bad things I have done and all the killing then I'll let you know that this is not a fair punishment! My daughter is innocent!"

"Natasha..." Steve interrupted her not being emotionally able to keep listening to her pain

"No!" Natasha screamed from the top of her lungs as she punched the ground "She can't be dead!"

Steve quickly hugged Natasha from behind and took her hands into his, stopping her from punching and hurting herself in the process.

Not that she cared if she got hurt now.

"I'm sorry..." Steve quietly whispered

—

Natasha's tears seemed to have no end as the most precious thing for her was now gone.

But the team's reassuring and comforting words were sadly ending as they had no more words to comfort the mother.

Steve lifted his head to look around at the others who were idly standing around lost in grief.

But the corner of Steve's eye caught a shadow approaching them from afar. Its face being hard to recognize with all the smoke and fire still present after the explosions.

Clint was the first to spot the shadow's face as the shadow turned into a ghost for the team.

"Y/N..." Clint whispered in shock, rubbing his eyes and telling himself that he must be either dreaming, or able to communicate with ghosts

You were very much alive and unharmed, that was obvious by the joyous mood you were in as you walked towards your family, confused as to why they were all having those long sad faces.

Your mother couldn't believe her eyes as she looked from you to the dead body and back to you again.

She was hallucinating for sure.

Wasn't she?

It seemed too good to be true that you weren't actually dead.

She was frozen, unable to move any part of her body as her mind screamed at her to stand up and hug you so she could make sure that you were real.

"Mini Romanoff?" Tony hesitantly asked after some stearing "How are you alive?"

You nervously chuckled as you looked at everyone, shifting your gaze from one family member to the other.

"I may or may have not just completed the mission on my own." You pulled out of your pocket a small USB stick and held it up for everyone to see "Every info we need is here."

The reaction you got from the team wasn't the one you expected.

You expected cheers and congratulations as you were quite proud of your solo work but all you got were silent stares of shock.

You looked at your mother who was having no reaction and you assumed that she was mad at you for leaving the building without her knowledge and disobeying her orders.

You knew that there was nothing more that Natasha hated than people disobeying her orders.

Taking a deep breath, you gathered all the courage you could muster and turned towards the woman.

"I'm so sorry for not listening to you and leaving the cover place on my own, Mama." You looked down at the ground embarrassed, as if it was the most interesting thing in the entire world "I know that what I did was wrong and I understand if you ground me. I kind of deserve it." You shrugged "But please consider that I finished the mission successfully before being too harsh on me." You added

In the blink of an eye, you have been pulled into a tight hug by your mom.

Her embrace was tight.

Tighter than ever before.

The fear of you disappearing once she loosened her hug was present in Natasha's embrace.

You looked at all the people that were standing behind your mother and gave them a look that was a silent plea for an explanation as to why your mother was in that state.

The others just shrugged at you as all they wanted was to avoid answering your question.

Although you did got your answer once Natasha opened her mouth.

"I thought you were dead." She cried "I thought you left me."

You tightened the grip around your mom and rested your head on her shoulder "I could never leave you. Don't worry, Mama." You lightly patted her back "Not even death could take me away from you."

"How about we go home?" Clint suggested

—

Once everyone was back at the compound safely, Y/N got her answers about what happened as the question of who the dead body they found belonged to remained.

Who would want to make the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. believe you were dead?

The answer is: A lot of people.

Natasha hasn't left your side for one second since you returned home and, even though you understood why she was being so clingy towards you, it was still a little bit suffocating.

"I'm going to the bathroom." You declared, standing up from the couch

"I'll come too." Natasha jumped on her feet

"You know, I can take a bath without my mama's help and bath toys." You attempted to light up the mood with a poorly made-up joke

You instantly regretted making it as it sent Natasha sobbing all over again because you refused her help.

"No, Mama..." You sighed as you brought her in a hug "I'm sorry..."

Natasha nodded as she kept on crying on your shoulder.

"Okay, fine. I'll let you help me take a bath." You rubbed her back up and down

"Really?" Natasha sniffed, lifting her head to look at you

"Really." You agreed "You're one manipulative person you know." You smirked

That made Natasha chuckle.

And she did indeed help you.

She helped you take a bath, change your clothes, and even feed you with her own hands.

You felt like a baby again but in all honesty, you were quite enjoying the care, attention, and affection you were receiving from the woman who gave you, your life and everything you needed or wanted.

Natasha gave you the world but what you haven't realized until now is that, the reason why she gave you the world is because you are her entire world.

Anything for her only baby girl.

Her only child.

"You are the light of my life, Y/N." Natasha whispered into your hairline as you were safely tucked in your mama's arms, under her fluffy blanket as you decided to have a movie night in her room "I love you so much, baby."

"Love you too, Mama." You sleepily whispered as you placed your head on Natasha's chest in order to listen to her heartbeat.

Natasha kissed the top of your head and just like that, you were sound asleep in her arms.

But Natasha didn't want to close her eyes and allow sleep to take over her.

She couldn't close her eyes because if she did, the image of that corpse haunted her mind.

She held you closer to her if that was even possible as she knew that today, she could have lost you.

You.

Her tiny baby, her miracle, her light and life.

But she didn't and she'll forever be grateful that you left that building before it blew up.

One thing that's for sure is that she never wants to feel as if she lost you again.

She's going to do whatever it takes to ensure that.

#mama nat #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x daughter!reader #natasha x daughter!reader #natasha's child #natasha's kid #natasha romanoff x teen!reader #natasha x teen reader #natasha x baby!reader

[yukidragon]

After I had so much fun making a silly little poll on twitter about which SnaccPop Studios character readers would like to see me write in a reader-insert fic, I decided to make a poll for everyone here as well. Since tumblr posts allow for more words and options, I decided to add a little twist to this version of the poll.

Surprise! It's not just SnaccPop bachelors involved this time. Everyone's favorite ocean boy Cove Holden from Our Life Beginnings & Always is also an option, along with Jack's female counterpart, Funshine Jill!

You can also vote whether the writing style will be 1st person (staying in a neutral narrator's head for a reader-insert experience) or 3rd person (getting to see both characters and their thoughts).

I joked that if the twitter poll got at least 1000 votes I would for sure write a story about the winner, knowing that I wouldn't reach that many, but the actual amount wound up being a lot more than I expected. So this time I'm actually committing to the bit.

This poll is going up for an entire week. Not only I write a 1000+ word flashfic about the winner, but if I reach 1000 votes, I'll make two short stories about the winning option instead of just one.

If you're interested in a different sort of story than any of the options presented, feel free to leave a comment. I won't guarantee that I'll feel confident enough to write the suggestions, but I am curious to know what you're interested in seeing me write. Maybe I can have different options if I do a poll like this again.

I also won't guarantee that I'll write a teaser paragraph based off the poll leader for every 100 votes like I did over on twitter. Though you never know. It was fun leaving silly commentary and incentives on the twitter poll as it went along.

If this poll goes well, I might do something like this again in the future. Maybe I'll even feel bold enough to hold a contest of some kind when I hit 1000 followers.

If you want to check out stuff I've written to see the difference in the writing styles of 1st person vs 3rd person before you make your choice, feel free to check out my writing tag for my rough drafts or my AO3 account for my polished works.

Thanks in advance to everyone who participates, and to everyone in general for following a silly writer like me. You're all wonderful. 💖

#Sunny Day Jack #Elias Gallagher #DachaBo #Cove Holden #SunnyDayJack #Something's Wrong With Sunny Day Jack #Our Life Beginnings & Always #The Groom of Gallagher Mansion #sdj #swwsdj #TheGroomOfGallagherMansion

[sakurangelic]

Nightmare

pairing: dad!felix x daughter (feat. mom!gn!reader) genre: fluff summary: You're on your night shift, and your boyfriend is taking care of your 12y/o daughter (Inseo) while you're at work. But what happens when your daughter has a nightmare? warnings: none (I think) word count: 796 words a/n: It's the first time I'm posting a one-shot on Tumblr, so feedback would be highly appreciated!! There might be some mistakes since English is my second language xx

It became usual for Felix to take care of Inseo while you were on your night shift, from making sure that she eats dinner to going to sleep on time. Felix did enjoy these nights not only because of spending time with his lovely daughter, but because he could stay up to wait for you to come back from work. You scolded him lots of times for it, but that didn't stop him from staying up. He would simply refuse to go to sleep without your cuddles. You loved him, but not his stubbornness.

As for Inseo? Well… Today, at school, Inseo and her friends found a hideout spot during lunchtime and thought to make it their meeting spot. They wanted to play truth or dare but it seemed too boring to them. So one of them came up with the idea of telling "horror" stories. There was, at least, a certain story that, well… traumatised Inseo. The girl really couldn't help it and neither keeps her mind off that story. Yet, she didn't want to seem childish. So the girl pretended it was nothing.

But around 1 AM, Inseo woke up quietly crying due to a nightmare. She was way too terrified to even care anymore if it was childish or not for her to cry, and went to her dad's room, silently opening the door. Felix slowly turned to the door, expecting to see the tired you asking him why is he up. But to his surprise, he saw a little girl with teary eyes, sobbing, tears going down her cheeks, and rather shyly peeking in. Realising it was his daughter, Inseo, the male turned on the lamp and gently pulled his daughter into the room, quietly closing the door after them. Sitting up on the bed, against the headboard, Felix placed Inseo on his lap and caressed her hair.

“Hey sunshine, is everything alright? Why are you crying?” he spoke quietly, looking at the clock and slowly back at Inseo “And why are you up right now? It's 1 AM…”

“A-appa” she started sobbing harder, choking on her tears, not being able to get any word out of her.

“Shhh, it's okay sunshine, appa is here. You can tell me what happened once you feel better, okay?” Felix pecked her forehead and started rocking her, while also caressing her hair. He wiped her tears with his hand and wiped her nose with a tissue, Inseo pretty much starting to calm down, but still sobbed and stuttered.

“A-appa, I-I had a nightmare” the girl rested her head on his shoulder.

“Do you want to talk about it?” he continued to caress her hair and grabbed the blanket to cover her, as the male noticed Inseo shivering. Once the girl shook her head, Felix was understanding and wouldn't force his daughter into things or even talk about something she didn't want to. “You can stay with me this night, I wouldn't want you to wake up again. Wanna watch Bluey?” A smile formed on his lips as the girl looked at him, her tears still drying off.

Her eyes sparkled and her bright smile which was the reason her dad nicknamed her 'sunshine' formed onto her lips, as she nodded “Blueyyyy!!”

"Shhh, Inseo, the neighbours are sleeping. Plus, if your mom gets back from work and sees us awake, we won't be able to watch Bluey anymore…" Felix put a finger over her mouth and spoke quietly, reaching for the remote and playing Inseo's favourite episodes. Covering himself too with the blanket, the male also made himself comfortable and continued playing with his daughter's hair as she was watching the show.

Despite being so excited to watch Bluey, after 10 minutes, the girl was quick to fall asleep due to being tired. Her head was resting on her dad's chest and her fluffy hair was covering her side profile, while her small hands were resting on the bed. The male was quick to notice how his daughter fell asleep. Felix gently and slowly took her off his lap and laid the girl on the bed, placing a pillow under her head and covering Inseo with a blanket to make sure she won't shiver. He left a soft kiss on Inseo's forehead and softly whispered “Good night, sunshine” A smile formed on the dad's lips, laying beside his daughter and hugging her, quick to also fall asleep.

When you came back from work, you couldn't help but look at Felix and Inseo in awe. Quickly taking a shower and changing clothes, you joined your boyfriend and daughter in the bed, laying next to Inseo. You left a soft peck on her forehead. And for your boyfriend, of course, a peck on the lips, before falling asleep.

#sakurangelic #sakurangelic oneshots #stray kids #skz #stray kids oneshots #skz oneshots #stray kids fluff #skz fluff #stray kids drabble #skz drabble #stray kids x reader #skz x reader #felix x reader #yongbok x reader #felix drabbles #yongbok drabbles #felix imagines #yongbok imagines #skz felix #skz yongbok

[sansloii]

Name: Hollis! ( though, i go by Marshy as well and have for about 6 years )

Pronouns: she/they

Preferred comms: discord because tumblr ims are questionable at best. i also uninstalled the app because of how often it would just randomly crash for little to no reason so.... if you want to reach me, disco is the safest bet

Name of muse(s): I have eight wonderful creatures of varying temperament. Batch 1 was Mikah. Batch 2 was Penelope, Wynn, Evan, Dakota, and Joseph. Batch 3 was Roderick and Andris. I also am working on fleshing out Vega properly but he's not quite done yet.

Experience in RP: in about 2012-ish, i was into f.andomstuck and i had an oc for that until like.... 2014-ish? it was baby's first blog and i didn't really know what I was doing. I had fun, while it lasted, but i also knew some of the people in this community ( like they went to the same high school as me ) so any issue we had on tumblr would translate into lunchroom confrontations. I didn't enjoy that part so much and my interest for it fizzled out by the time i graduated. then, i jumped over to the fire emblem fandom and made an oc for fire emblem awakening! i think i stayed in that rpc until 2016/2017 and i had two ocs, a mother and her son from the future, that i still very much adore. there were ups and downs and i feel like i was taught.... multiple frustrating lessons during my tenure there. it did help me develop my writing a lot and i have to say that i'm honestly better off having taken the chance to do it.

lastly, i ended up here in 2017 and i'm not leaving. i also have another massive oc blog i'm slowly reworking but i'm trying not to stress myself out lol.

Best experiences: it's very difficult to put specific experiences into words because most of it, for me, is vibes. my best experiences have been interactions and plots with people that I not only get along with but like... you know--we understand each other. like if i decide that i'm not going to rp on tumbles for a month and maybe just stick to headcanons, i can do so without fear that you think i'm wasting your time. or that we can pick up where we left off and it's okay if you respond to the months old thread you had with me. or! we can just stay up until the wee hours of the morning talking about ideas or blorbos or getting really into a discord rps. like it's the vibes that i can come to you like a fart in the night with a gifset or image like "hey this is our muses" and, likewise, you can do the same with me.

to those of you who i vibrate at the speed of light towards at any given moment, you know who you are. thank you for being patient with me and giving me the space to vibe with you :)

Pet peeves / dealbreakers: i feel like every time i open my mouth about pet peeves i have, i sound like a crotchety old person that always has something negative to say deep down ... but w/e. it's my soap box.

i've noticed that since i've come back, it feels like i have to be the one that's chasing some people for interactions or plots more often. or like. right out the gate, they wanna jump from A to Z and be best buds and whatever so we can speedrun everything. or... i'm expected to or have to do most of the work because they're quite literally doing none of it after expressing interest. and like some of that isn't inherently bad! i'll be the first to admit that if we're friendly enough and progress something enough to where it's like... an established thing? we can have something going faster than the speed of sound after that. we can have multiple ships, a dedicated au, a whole slew of worldbuilding shit together and i won't care because i know said person on some level. and that took time + a whole slew of back and forths.

however, it doesn't feel great to express that "hey i want to plot something but it'll take time and like... if we're shipping on top of that, it'll take double that amount" and watch, in real time, as that person just... eventually leaves you on read. and/or just doesn't interact with your content anymore. and i can tell the difference between being preoccupied/ having not great week/taking a break from tumblr entirely/being slow and being put on a shelf/ barely acknowledged very clearly. i shouldn't have to feel like i'm competing for a slot or something, which is the vibes i got sometimes and ( as you would expect ) didn't like.

this isn't directed at anyone i'm currently following, ofc. i know i am not perfect but i also know that i am an extremely patient person, which is how I want to be treated. It's very frustrating to try and try and try again only to get the bare minimum from people i genuinely wanted to interact with. but c'est la vie--such is life--and i move on. i, like many others, have limited time to be on here and if something doesn't bring me joy after a month, two months, three months, I'm more than willing to part with it. there has to be effort on both ends in some way and if you want me to pat your ass, pat my ass too.

Muse preference ( fluff, angst, smut ): you cannot make me choose. now, does that mean that I write them all in equal amounts? certainly not. but it really depends on my mood. sometimes, all i wanna do is talk about soft moments. other times, i want to put my muses in a blender and watch them process what's happening to them. occasionally, i'll let them roam free and be as horny as they like. the key is to always cycle through the three so you don't get burnt out on any one of them.

Plot or memes: uuuuuhhhh it depends? plots are my fucking jam and i like having a general storyline to follow when writing and then figuring out the little details when we get to them. it's a long process but i enjoy the wait and the buildup more than i enjoy air so djsfdvdfvd--

buuuuuut i also think memes are a valueable, valueable springboard into interactions. and plotting straight outta the gate can be intimidating for some. plus, if you want to plot but your head is empty atm, finding and sending memes with the same vibe as the plot point you wanted to discuss is helpful! i'll admit that i'm not great at sending in memes but it's not for lack of wanting to. it's more not knowing what to send and picking a muse to send along with it that trips me up. Plus, not being here most of the day tends to mean i miss a lot of meme reblogs orz

Long or short replies: long replies but i do trim them shorter or rewrite portions of them. sometimes, i will write what i deem to be "too much" for a reply ( e.g: my partner has like 350 words and i'm sitting at like 625 words ) and i'll go back and edit it down to 450-500 if i find stuff that doesn't really move anything along or is just needless padding.

Best time to write: it used to be late night but i pass out too often for that to be effective anymore ( because of my sleep schedule for work ), so i tend to favor late mornings and early afternoon. if i'm writing late at night, it's because i didn't have time during the day to do so.

Are you like your muse(s): n...not really in most cases. like we share some traits here and there but for the most part, my personality, sense of style, and morality deviates from most of them.

tagged by: @rexpyre tagging: @arcxnumvitae @gunrising @royaletiquette @nezumivc103221 @bonesofchaos and anyone else that wants to.

#ツ ┊ ⧼ catwalk talk ⧽ ⇹ ( ooc. ) #.does a little dance :) #.thank you for the tag!

[tetsunabouquet]

Basic Instinct Chapter 9

BASIC INSTINCT PART 9

A/N: I know it was mean to end on such a cliffhanger, sue me. But I just wanted to draw out the fluff okay! It's important to have the sugar in between the hurt. Chapter 9 was supposed to be longer, but it exceeded Tumblr's word limit. I'll be posting the second half after my next headcanon, so stay tuned! Masterpost

Akashi couldn't believe his eyes when you sprinted towards him, the panda plushy in your arms. Your threw your arms around his neck, the plushy digging into his skin as you excitedly pressed your lips against his; giving the anxious boy his answer. The store clerk that had escorted you smiled at the two of you before slowly disappearing to give the two of you some privacy. You quickly pulled back, both of you were blushing and you sported an apologetic face. "I'm sorry! I didn't put much thought into it! I should have asked for your consent," you babbled as you burried your red face in your hands, the panda plushy dangling from your chin. Akashi smiled gently, though he could feel himself shaking from joy. "It's okay," he breathed. 'She kissed me, she kissed me, she kissed me!' The thought was playing over in a loop inside of his mind. 'She likes me, she said yes! I mean, she kissed me!' The two of you stood still in the middle of the store, both of you felt the chemistry and joy racing underneath your skin like tiny warm, fuzzy balls were tickling you from the inside out. After about a minute, you shyly lifted your face from your hands, finding his ruby eyes to be staring at you with a lovestruck gaze and a stupid grin to be plastered on his face. Your face slowly dissolved into a matching stupid grin. "I like you." You breathed, your brain not fully functioning yet. "I like you too." Akashi replied, pulling you close. You fluttered your eyelashes instinctively, a womanly instinct taking over your actions as you beheld your newfound partner. "The shoes." Akashi remembered, slowly let you go as you turnt to the changing room with a sheepish smile, the new pair of shoes laying forgotten on the floor. You sat down on the chair, putting the panda plushy lovingly next to you. You wanted to reach out to grab the shoes, only to see Akashi kneel before you. "You can't be serious!," you giggled at the action, in disbelief. "What? I'm here to cheer my girlfriend up and turn this into an actual first date. Is there anything wrong with that?" Akashi questioned, and you shook your head with a loving smile. You watched as he slowly removed your shoes, his fingers sliding over your ankles in a way that made you bite your lip. He slowly pulled the new shoes over your feet, being gentle with you. You stood up as he finished tying your shoelaces, and you hesitantly took a few steps. "They fit perfectly!" you chirped. "That's good. Shall we pay them? I'd like to take you to a more romantic place now, and get this date officially started." You chuckled. "I'd like that."

And thus, the two of you currently sat at a fancy terrace, having a cup of tea as you planned over what the two of you would do during your date. Akashi had made up a nice plan, but he did wanted to know if you liked his ideas or if you had a different one in mind. "So, I was thinking of taking you to the arcade. My father usually won't let me go to such places, so I'd like my first time to be with you. Going there I mean." he quickly added in a rush, not wanting you to get the wrong idea. "And perhaps I could take you to dinner before I drop you off at your mom's? There's this restuarant that has a table reserved for my father if he ever wants to dine there on a whim. It's his favourite. We could book his table for the night." Akashi suggested, and you blinked at him dumbfounded. 'Dine on a whim? Seriously, rich people are crazy!' You chuckled, though you were extremely touched Akashi wanted his first time to the arcade to be with you. So you smiled, and nodded. "I'd love that." Akashi was over the moon.

#basic instinct #knb akashi #knb #kuroko's basketball #akashi #akashi x reader #akashi seijūrō #akashi seijuurou x reader #first date #rich people #shoes #panda plushy

[autistic-fuckwad]

Hey friendo,

I used to be an asshole too. I got sucked all the way through the alt-right pipeline back in 2016 and I was a real shithead to a lot of people. Sometimes it keeps me awake at night when I remember who I used to be and the people I called my friends at the time, I still feel guilt over a lot of it too.

What helped was reaching out where I could to people I had hurt and apologising to them. I also owned up to who I was and what I said and over time my actions have shown that I'm definitely not that person anymore.

I don’t know you personally but the fact that you're aware enough to feel guilt over who you were is evidence to me that you're actually a good person and I'm positive that a good amount of people won't abandon you.

No human is born perfect, we all struggle and make mistakes on our way to self-discovery, sometimes we even take out our growing pains on other people.

"The fact that you cringe at your past self is undeniable proof that you have grown based"

Thank you for sending this in, I had written up an entire response but tumblr's mobile app crashed and didn't say a word. Back when I was a young teenager (13) I was stuck with a group of extremely toxic people ( part of the off-branding community, who got off to making people upset ), and even after I escaped I still fell back into the toxic mindset that twitter perpetuated in general. I said and did a lot of stupid shit, and I hit my peak once I, like kids do, was found out for lying about my age when I was around 16. I was groomed into believing it was okay by a group of adults, and I'm still working to unpack a lot of my mindset from then. It's been 2 years since then and I've outright stayed away from adult spaces, even now that I'm 18, due to the anxiety they bring me. I used to be a horrible, shit person, even months ago but I've been trying my hardest to change, day by day. People who dislike me refuse to let go of that fact and keep trying to pin me down as an outright bigot when I've never been anything of the sort. Have I said shit that I didn't know could be insensitive? Absolutely, and I cringe every single time I see that tweet screenshot. I wish I could apologize to the people I wronged, but they trigger me so much anymore that I would rather let them hate me and leave me alone than to ever want to face them again, but it eats me up at night worrying that one day, one piece of information will slip and everyone will think I'm a disgusting, racist asshole who tells people to kill themselves because I said a stupid tweet about how I couldn't oppress another white person on the basis of being white, or because I said I want to set scalpers on fire. I have never, EVER been a person to genuinely tell someone to kill themselves, and I've went out of my way to apologize to those that got told it on my behalf. It disgusts me to my core to know some people are so.. okay with saying that to others. Call me a hypocrite but it can rot someone to their core. I may have been a shit person but I've never fell that low. I'm so sorry for the long rant, my emotions on this are still extremely tense. Thank you so much for reaching out, and I'm so proud of you. Genuinely. Let's hope we keep getting better as people, together. I hope I get to see you around more often.

#my asks #ask: engagethelinkage

[iceysghost]

Awww I love this game. Pink for Marius would be great. Thank you:)

PINK 》 romance, nurturing, femininity

◇ He's left rosy after you give him a short peck on the cheek.

COLORS OF ROMANCE EVENT

Marius Von Hagen x Female! Reader

Word Count: 624 words

Trigger/Content Warning: mentions of sex, slight swearing

"I'm off now, MARIUS!" you called out.

You heard footsteps get closer and closer and sound heavier and faster, until he arrived in front of you.

"Thanks for staying the night with me, Missy. I had tons of fun." he smirked.

Your eyes flit downwards and your feet tapped the floor, remembering the things that went on between you last night.

"I guess I can say I had fun too. Goodbye for now!"

Quickly, you leaned into him and landed a short peck on his cheek. Your hand gripped the door, ready to leave, but—

"Do that again," he said, hand on yours, restraining you from going outside.

"Uh...what?" you asked, still processing what he said.

"The…" he used his other hand to point at his face. "The kiss. Kiss me again."

You followed his request, coming closer to him to kiss him on the cheek.

He stayed silent with a dazed expression on his face. You, still confused, wondered why he was even shocked.

"Marius, are you oka—urgh! Too—tight!"

He suddenly pulled you into a tight embrace. Squeezing you, rocking you slightly from side to side; it was endearing, but you still wished that maybe, just maybe, he'd think of how you could possibly breathe like this. He pulled away from you, held your shoulders, looked at you with an enthusiastic gaze, and laughed.

"God, I fucking love you, [Name]."

"Really? All this ruckus over me kissing you on the cheek? Right when we—" you cleared your throat. "did that last night?"

"Sorry, sorry, it's just...I can't believe you're mine, Missy. You're all mine, I'm your boyfriend, and you kissed me! On the cheek! Without hesitation!" he shouted at such a high volume you could swear the neighbors heard it.

You giggled at how even if he had proposed to you months before, even if you did it together, even if the two of you had been dating for a very long time now, he was still as giddy as a child when you kissed him on the cheek. Only now you noticed how pink his cheeks were. You reached out a hand to touch his face, and it was warm, but becane hotter and redder after you touched him.

He took a few deep breaths, and blinked and shut his eyes several times, as if preparing for something. Swiftly, he pecked you on the cheek.

"Did I do it right?" he asked, eyes bright, himself free of the teasing manners or tones from earlier.

"I'd be shocked if you managed to mess up, of course you did it right!"

He celebrated his small victory, and moved his hands to your waist, and you were spinning, spinning, spinning in the air! Your footsteps rang out like two shoes tapping and tapping while tangoing to the sound of music, except the music was the sound of your laughs mixed together. He set you down, then pecked your cheeks quickly, almost violently. Mwah, mwah, mwah, mwah, over and over again, until you begged him to stop.

"Marius, Marius, I have work! I have to go!"

"Can't you stay a little longer, please?" he begged you with puppy eyes.

"I can't miss a day! What do you want, for me to tell Artem I'm sick and fake a sneeze? Go, 'achoo, achoo'?" you teased.

"Well…"

You had to, had to give him an idea.

"If you stay with me today, lovely, I won't tease or make fun for the rest of the week, 'kay? I promise!" he gripped onto you tighter and shook you back and forth.

You'd be wasting a day off, you really (really!) wanted to work, and you of course didn't want to lie to Mr. Wing. But he was just so irresistible! And, if you stayed, he wouldn't tease you for a week. A week!

"Hmm..." You sighed and reached into your bag.

He stared at you eagerly, in complete suspense of what you were about to do.

"Mis—Mister Wing? Ah—ah—ACHOO!"

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[mofffun]

Hi! I have a difficult time reaching out to people and, when I do, I feel the urge to disappear and then just delete my account. I don't know why I can't handle talking to people but I thought I would just send this anonymously since that is the case

You always seem so lovely and kind and it's really fun seeing someone so involved in toku! I don't enjoy twitter very much... so I don't see people going to the live shows or anything like that. Reading through your days when you went to see the Kingohgera was so amazing, I felt like I was there!! I won't ever be able to travel there, so it's wonderful reading other people's experiences.

I really, really appreciate your translations and I enjoy reading your theories/general opinions! I wish I could be as open with my thoughts as you are here. I hope that you are having a good day, and I wish you all the best in life! Moffun hugs! 🤗

[This ended up a bit long😅]

Your message is so warm 🥺 thank you for taking the time to write this! I can understand the uneasiness of expressing oneself so thank you and good job for taking the step to reach out! It's okay, just do what you're comfortable with.

I'm glad you enjoy my babblings :D I love toku and I LOVE the Kingohgers. I love the familiarity of toku (sentai in particular) and you can just always count on it to feel like a child again. The sense of community. The creators paying homage but always aiming to refresh this genre with a long history. I just want more people to know how wonderful this show and the cast is! After 3 years of Ups, there may not be a sentai for me to be this invested in ever again. Besides, there's only NOW we have them with us! 😭

I can't believe my words have that power🥹 just know that i went partly wishing to be a "reporter" for my buds here. I wish I had written down more but I was way too tired and only had some voice notes and more photos to organise. I really should dust off those drafts. Or at least make a group chat/discord (next time 😏)

One day, one day you'll get there! I never imagined myself being there on my first toku trip either. It was surreal to visit the locations from TV and watch the locals just go by what we fans consider holy ground. and I only get to go from being in the right place at the right time. very spur of the moment but grateful 🙏

I'm too tumblr-old for twitter too so I'm staying in my comfort zone 😅. I also feel a duty because the english fanbase seem to be on the short end with bonus content or cast news that I thought was standard for a fandom this size or necessary context/fun bts (for example Racules *cough cough*) It's great practice to do translation too.

I had my doubts sharing my toku thoughts here at first, so I made this sideblog to balance things out. And it was SO freeing that I got to choose how much I'm comfortable to share.

Above all, I'm really happy toku tumblr is so tight-knit and I've made a lot of first steps because of kingoh this year. It was there for me during a rough time as well. I'm not leaving regrets in order to spend an excellent year with it.

So take your time, if you're being earnest with your passion, I think you'll be gladly accepted! As the great Carrie Fisher said, Stay afraid but do it anyway. Take a page from Himeno and shape the future the way you want! This is what Erica wished to convey with Himeno and the experience made her more assertive too. The power of Heroes™ 🥹

Have a good day! 🫶 Moffun hugs ⊂(・人・)⊃🤗

#2309260112 #moffsages #It's really weird. english not my first language. yet I find those in my lang circle intimidating with a different set of etiquette #But here I've made star wars my brand for more than 10 years! ^_^; #my english is slipping cause it's so much easier to switch between jp/canto lol and i'm very sensitive to when my BrE education shows lol

[artofrengin]

SPECIAL OFFER until November 30th! Get a holiday postcard for yourself or your friends!

This year, I was thinking about trying to spread some extra cheer this holiday season, because what a year it's been! And I have a thing that might help you do just that.

All patrons who are pledging $5+ as of November 30th (11 PM GMT+1) will be sent an exclusive Holiday Season postcard with this illustration! A small token of my gratitude towards your support this year. This also goes for current Patrons who are already pledging $5+, or Patrons who increase their pledge!

It won't be in print anywhere else, so make sure to pledge $5+ before the end of the month to receive the postcard with a personal message from me.

PLEDGE HERE

But, that's not all! 

Since I've been working on these holiday illustrations for a couple years, I have a nice set of illustrations put together, including the illustration from Netherrealms' most popular special offer so far :)

So, in short:

- Pledge $5 or more before the end of the month to receive a postcard with the red illustration with a personal message from me

- Every extra $5 gets you a set of all 3 postcards that I've painted so far, so you can send it to your friends! Want one set of postcards, plus your own with a message from me? Pledge $10! Want three sets of postcards? Pledge $20!

If you can't support with $, you can definitely support by sharing!

The timing of this campaign is a bit unfortunate, in the sense that Twitter is currently in a bit of a crisis, as you might have heard. The scary thing is that Twitter has grown into one of my biggest (and best) platforms, but my reach has been dwindling with Musk rocking the boat so much.

I think word of mouth will be a huge help in this regard! So if you're able and willing, please share the campaign (this post or posts I make on the platform itself) on these platforms:

Twitter (going down with the ship! ;) ) 

Tumblr 

Mastodon 

Substack 

If this campaign is a success, I might be able to put Netherrealms on a regular schedule!

To be able to dedicate time to Netherrealms without caveats I need to be able to say "no" to other paying work - which is largely commissions right now. With $284 more (which means 29 people pledging for a postcard set), I'll be able to set that time aside and release Netherrealms pages twice a month - guaranteed! 

So not only does this campaign get you a short term reward in the form of postcards, it also gets you more Netherrealms art in the long term! If that isn't a good investment, I don't know what is. ;)

Don't forget I'll be streaming on November 15th at 2-5PM GMT+1!

You can watch me work on a new Netherrealms page right here: https://www.twitch.tv/artofrengin

And that's it!

I hope to be able to share this with a lot of you - I'm really excited to be able to send postcards to a couple places all over the world already. :)

PLEDGE FOR A POSTCARD

As always, any questions or remarks? Let me know!

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FAQ about the Special Offer:

- Do I need to stay a Patron to receive the postcards?

No! As long as you're a $5+ Patron in the month of November, you'll receive a postcard from me. You don't need to stay a patron after that (though I hope you do!)

- Can I lower my pledge again for December?

Yes! If you want to keep pledging at a lower amount to support the comic, you can do so by editing your membership. Please be sure to lower your pledge again before Patreon charges you for another cycle if you want to do this!

- When are you going to send me my postcard?

I'm going to order all the postcards right after the campaign ends (so on December 1st or 2nd) and send them off in the same week. I'll do whatever I can to make sure you can send some holiday cards before the season starts!

- What do I need to pledge for X amount of extra postcards exactly?

For every $5 pledge, I send out one postcard addressed to you, with a personal message from me. For every $5 above that, I add in the set of 3 postcards. 

So $10+ pledges will get you one personal postcard and one set of 3 to send out. 

$25+ pledges will get you one personal postcard and four sets of 3 (so 12 total cards) to send out.

Any more questions? Comment on Patreon or send me an email at [email protected]!

[chrrybuns]

When The Sun Sets (One-shot)

Hii! This is my first time posting a little fanfic on Tumblr, please don't be mean lol cause I'm super nervous that people won't like it. I may end up deleting it, I haven't decided yet. Hope you enjoy! (My sibling requested angst but I am not sure how to write it soooo...)

warnings: suicidal thoughts, angst(?), cussing, character death, Jason x OC

"And here I thought you loved me!" I spit angrily to stop the tears before they can start rolling down my cheeks. I fold my arms, staring at my sneakers to avoid eye contact. 

"Leah… it's not like that," Jason says in a voice so soft. The same voice that used to bring me comfort. 

"Tell me then, what is it like?" I snap once more. If I don't get angry, I'll cry. And showing weakness is not something I want to do in front of the former Lieutenant. Still, I sniffle a little as the tears try to force their way out of my system. Don't cry, don't cry…

"Leah, please." Jason says even softer if such a thing we're possible. 

I laugh a little, rolling my eyes as a few tears finally make their escape. "You're breaking up with me. I should be the one saying please, not you."

Jason steps forward; I step back. I don't want him near me or within reach. I know I'm likely to cling to him and beg for him to stay. After everything we went through together in the temple… how can he leave me like this? Even though the events were over a year behind us, Jason promised to never leave. To always be here. What a fucking lie that was. 

"Leah, don't you understand? I'm not… I can't…" Jason stumbles over his words. I finally glance up to meet his stare but Jason is no longer looking at me. His own brown eyes are filled with tears, but I know he won't let himself cry. Not in front of me. 

I sigh and step forward as I place my hand on his upper arm. "You can't what? You know you can talk to me." 

"I can't handle this anymore! Every night when I close my eyes those things are surrounding us. There's no escape. I'm losing Nicky all over again. I-" 

Jason's words trail off. His nightmares are consuming him. For him, there is no escape from the temple. He relives those events every single night and I had no idea. How could I have been so selfish? 

"I feel like things can finally end." Jason admits in such a small voice that I have trouble hearing him.

"What do you mean?" I wonder, before it hits me. My lower lip trembles and I have to bite down on it to stop myself from breaking down. "Oh, Jason…" 

"It's my only escape." 

"Jason, you can't say that!" I beg. My thoughts become a jumbled mess inside my head. "Is this about Nick? That wasn't your fault, you know." 

"It's not just Nick!" Jason snaps, shoving his hands into his jean pockets. Then, softer he adds, "it's all of it. I need this to end, Leah." 

"I'm not going anywhere." I promise. "I was there too, Jase. I have nightmares too." I tell him. 

"How do you do it?" 

"Sometimes, I don't." I confess. I reach out to rub his arm and hopefully provide the man some comfort. My heart thuds against my chest, knowing that I'll never forgive myself if he hurts himself. Whether it's my fault or not… "We can get you help, Jason. It doesn't have to end like this. Promise me you'll stay and fight." 

"I can't do that." 

"Look at me," I command gently. Jason raises his eyes from the floor to meet my stare. "Promise me you won't give up."

"...I promise." 

I feel slightly better, knowing Jason well enough to know that he would never break a promise. I step forward and press my lips gently to his cheek. "It's alright, Jase. Everything's alright."

#jason kolchek #house of ashes #the dark pictures #the dark pictures house of ashes

[hime-memes]

Hi, it's the anon requesting a PSA for non accessible rules pages, because I don't own a laptop. When I send it in, I was in a bad mindset after a couple of incidents in the rpc stressing me out. I was highly frustrated. I understand that using your inbox for venting wasn't right and I apologize for making you feel uncomfortable with my aggressive tone. What I won't do, is acknowledge that I felt entitled. Which I don't. I literally said I'm poor, I can't afford a laptop, I can't afford a smartphone, I live off little. I'm not privileged. When my mistake was to not say please and thank you, I get that. I'm usually very polite. I've been raised to be polite and kind to everyone, and honestly I'm surprised I didn't include this in my ask. And this is what I apologize for.

Thank you anyway for posting a very coherent, kind and relatable PSA. Have a nice day and don't worry, I won't reach out again.

Anon, everyone has bad days - no harm no foul, my own nerves were rattled by a lot of different askbox bullies and abuse a few days ago from multiple sides, so I imagine that heightened my own sensitivity to the the implied tone of the request and I apologize for that. You aren’t the first person to need to vent, I highly doubt you’ll be the last. I don’t think you’re a bad person for coming at it the way you did. We all lash out in frustration. The anon function stays open for a reason, we all have less than stellar moments and this way, no one has to be the wiser who that is - just know that’s a double edged sword on my part. Not everyone has good intentions behind the frustration and they really mean to hurt feelings when they ask for things. I can typically parse through those quick - but tone gets muddled in an ask. I don’t have to tell you, I know, that people hide behind it with the goal of trying to be truly mean and nasty. There’s just a lot to consider when sending an anon ask that everyone should be aware of.

I whole heartedly sympathize and empathize with your current situation. I was in very similar circumstances for about five years - and I sincerely wish you well and hope things get better for you! I’m terribly sorry you took my entitlement statement to mean your circumstances - that wasn’t what I meant at all. It was the the wording and the way it seemed to demand everyone understand HOW to be accessible on this shapeshifting hellsite. As it stands, that’s a hard thing to do - I’ve been kicking around on tumblr in some form or fashion for around a decade. Trying to figure out how to STAY accessible for everyone is tricky when tumblr wants to roll out new features every few months and throw everyone into a tailspin. I know, it’s difficult to thrive in a community where aesthetics and looks are the driving force of interaction ( typically ) and everything else comes second. It’s hard to ask for accommodations, and harder still to find people willing to do the accommodating - but, if you sent them an IM or inbox message asking for that plain text set of rules/mun information/muse information I think they’d understand and be willing to do so. If not ? Keep looking, you’ll find the right RP squad for you that can meet your needs !

I would hate for you to feel discouraged from asking for memes and such in the future over a misunderstanding, but I completely understand. My own words were hurtful and out of line - I will correct this going forward. Thank you for reaching out anyway to clear the air, I appreciate that. If I’ve misinterpreted anything you said in this ask, please IM me and let me know. It would tear me to pieces of you came away from this thinking things had an unsatisfactory resolution.

#not a meme

[justwritedreams]

Jack of Hearts | Haechan

Haechan x Reader, high school au! Word count: 2425 Genre: fluff. Author: maari Warnings: none I think Note: Please let me know if there's any mistake, I checked but tumblr seems a little bit off. Summary: Haechan proposes a dangerous game between you two while you're bored. ⪢ NCT Masterlist

And as usual, it was Haechan's fault.

The scolding that looked more like a speech by the principal of your school and also your mother's boyfriend lasted the entire way to your house, and the heavy traffic in the city didn't help at all.

But the worst thing wasn’t hearing from the man who had been trying so hard to be your father for years, but your mother when she arrived, because of course Principal Han would tell her that you cheated on your math final.

In your defense, you actually didn't cheat. Haechan was whispering for you to say the answers because he hadn't studied but insistent as he was, kept asking but you didn't understand. Until he spoke out loud that he needed the answers.

It was enough for the teacher to send the two of you to the principal's office.

Haechan was fun, handsome and your partner in chemistry class, but at that moment you wanted to punch him, he had just done it in the harshest teacher's class in high school.

You two would have a problem. A huge one.

The doorbell rang and you huffed, complaining as you got up from your bed unwilling to go downstairs, you even considered letting whoever it was at the door, but as the shrill sound continued to echo through the house, you got annoyed and went to answer it.

Your mood didn't improve when you saw who was there.

"What do you want?" you asked, crossing your arms.

"Is Mr Han here?" Haechan asked fearfully, scratching the back of his head.

"No, he went to buy food. It will take a while." you replied and he smiled awkwardly.

"Can I talk to you?" he asked gently and you hesitated, giving him space to enter.

Haechan did it and you closed the door, not bothering to be receptive you went to sit on the couch as you felt him stare at you. Haechan followed and sat next to you, looking like a kid who was about to get scolded by his parents.

"I made a mistake, I'm sorry." He said softly and you looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Can you repeat? I don't think I heard.” you put your hand to your own ear and leaned to the side.

Haechan admitting he was wrong was a miracle.

"You're making fun of me!" he complained and you shrugged, waiting. He snorted. "I'm sorry for putting you in this situation, I swear I didn't mean it." admitted.

Haechan looked like he felt really guilty and even though you were annoyed with him for what happened, it wasn't like you could stay mad at him for very long.

“Alright, Haechan!” you said after seeing his beak. "I forgive you."

It wouldn't be worth getting mad at him, after all it was your and his last year in high school.

"Oh, thanks!" he jumped on you and hugged you tight. So hard your ribs were hurting.

"You're suffocating me." you warned him and he moved away laughing, you ended up smiling because of the sound.

Haechan continued to stare at you and looked embarrassed, you looked at him suspiciously.

"What's it?"

“Can I stay here until Principal Han arrives? I told my mother I would study with you so that the scolding won't be so heavy when she finds out I tried to cheat.” he scratched the back of his head again and you looked at him with boredom.

“If you spent more time actually studying and not lying to your mom, you wouldn't need to cheat to pass the year.” you complained and he looked at you expectantly, and a certain despair too. “Okay, stay. Just keep your hands off Han's paintings." you warned and got up to go to the kitchen to get a bottle of water.

When you came back, while drinking almost half the bottle, Haechan was sprawled on the couch with his feet on the table.

Loose, it even looked like this was his house. That's what intimacy do.

"I'm bored." he slurred and you laughed. "Do you want to play?"

"Play what?" you asked and Haechan reached into his pants pocket, pulling out his famous playing cards.

"Anything."

You agreed, mainly because you were just as bored as Haechan and approached.

“Get your feet out of there.” you pushed his feet away as you sat on the floor by the table.

“Rude.” complained but he did it, sitting on the floor just like you.

Haechan and you decided to compete to see who could build a bigger castle with the cards, for the first five minutes you really took it seriously but after he started stealing the cards from your stack just to slow you down, you retaliated by blowing his castle down.

“Y/N, that's not fair!”

“That's what you got for cheating.” you stuck your tongue out at him like a child and he laughed, shaking his head as he arranged the cards again.

"Let's play something else then." he suggested and you looked for your water bottle.

"What?"

"Huh, we can lay the cards down and turn them over, and when a jack of hearts appears..." he put his hand on his chin, thinking and you took the opportunity to drink some water. "...We took off a piece of clothing." he suggested and looked at you.

The water stopped in the middle of your throat and you coughed, slapping your chest and forcing the liquid down.

Wait, he really said that? Even with your throat burning you laughed. One, two, three times.

Until you realized he wasn't laughing.

"Oh, you're serious." you swallowed another laugh, this time nervous, "I'm not taking my clothes off in front of you, Haechan." you placed the empty bottle next to you, avoiding his gaze.

"And why not? There’s nothing there that I haven’t already seen.” he shrugged and looked unconcerned, not at all shaken.

How could he be so calm?

"I already told you to never mention the bathroom day again." you remembered, feeling your cheeks burn.

“I didn't mention it. Yet." he raised his hands in surrender and you kept staring at anything but his eyes.

At the beginning of the school year, he accepted a challenge from his friends to hide in the girl's bathroom for the last five minutes of class, you were taking a shower since you had physical education but you were late because you went to the library before so you were the last to shower.

Haechan only saw you in your panties and bra but that wasn't the only detail, as you were late, they ended up locking you both up and it took Han two hours to come back to school to release you.

It was the first time you saved Haechan's skin, lying to the principal saying that he had gone to the bathroom to help you since you had seen a huge bug. Since then you've become closer, creating a level of intimacy that Haechan seemed to love to use to tease you.

“Oh come on, Y/N. When did I ever get you in trouble?” he asked and you stared at him in disbelief.

“Do you want me to answer you in chronological or alphabetical order?” you crossed your arms and he shook his head.

"You talk like you're afraid of me." he sounded offended.

“And I’m, your mind doesn't work like everyone else's. You’re creepy when you want to be.”

"Alright, if you're too scared then there's nothing I can do."

Oh no, he hadn't said that.

You weren't the stubborn and proud type, but when someone insinuated you were a coward, then you did it on purpose to prove otherwise.

That's why you got up off the ground and walked over to Haechan, snatching the deck from his hand in anger.

“Give it to me.” you would have laughed at the shocked face he made if you weren't so mad. "I will prove to you who is scared!"

Haechan just chuckled and placed his tongue on the inside of his cheek while raising an eyebrow.

You sat on the floor and threw the first card onto the table, and continued until the Jack appeared for the first time a few cards later and Haechan laughed, pointing at you.

"Why do I have to take it out first and not you?" You complained and he looked at you amused.

"Because I make the rules here." You rolled your eyes while listening.

"Annoying." you answered but took the first piece. One of your socks.

"Hey, hey, just one?" It was his turn to complain.

"You said a piece." you remembered and he snorted.

"But the pair is together!" he tried to argue.

"If you don't shut up, I swear I'll make you eat the next jack." You warned him and he stayed quiet, crossing his arms.

It was too much for you to agree with that, your face looked like it had been put inside the oven, so you would go on as long as you could.

And so it went, Haechan went next and took off both socks at once. You didn't remember that a deck had so many jacks of hearts but you only realized that the game was more dangerous than it looked when Haechan took off his shirt, unlike you who had a robe on top of your clothes and it was already thrown in the pile of clothes, he wore only a gray Nirvana T-shirt.

It was the first time you had seen his shoulder uncovered and you placed your hand on your chin to prevent it from falling, you had never seen his brown skin so exposed like that and it was impossible for your eyes not to follow the moles on his neck and further down, you fixed your gaze on his collarbone that had never looked so attractive and just as your cheeky eyes were about to descend on Haechan's torso, he cleared his throat.

You looked up at his face again and saw the little amused smile.

He sure was loving it.

“Do you like what you see, Y/N?” he asked teasingly and you shook your head.

“Shut up, please.” you asked and drew the next card.

Of course you were enjoying it, apart from the fact that he was sometimes insufferable, he was terribly attractive and you were alone in your house at that time of night.

It was a scenario you'd already imagined a few times to be honest, but not like this, and it wasn't like Haechan was going to know about your wildest dreams or else he'd be more convinced than he already was.

Looking like fate wanted to play a trick on you, the next jacks came fast and you had to take off your shirt, which was closely watched by Haechan and you tried to take it off as fast as you could while pulling a pillow to stand in front of your bust.

"You're really bland." he complained when he saw you hiding behind the pillow.

Your cheeks burned but you felt your whole body on fire as Haechan got up to take off his pants, you took a deep breath and looked anywhere but at his thick thighs.

He was wearing boxers in front of you!

You scratched your forehead, your gaze darted up to look at him while your hand was in front and it was a huge mistake because you could see how long and beautiful his legs were, way more beautiful than yours and your heart started to pound faster.

Suddenly, your mouth started to go dry and you heard Haechan's laugh, he was about to tease you once more when you two heard a noise at the entrance of your house.

“Hi, love. Where are you?" both of you widened your eyes when you heard Han's voice and started hunting for clothes as you heard him close the car door, the pillow that covered you was thrown away.

"Damn it!" you said, as you gathered the cards and threw them under the rug.

You heard the key on the doorknob and clumsily pushed Haechan up the stairs, some clothes fell out, causing you to rush to grab it before Han entered.

You stopped in the upstairs hallway with Haechan beside you as panting as you were and you felt him release his breath on the back of your neck, making your whole body shake beyond the adrenaline you felt.

If Han went upstairs and saw the state you two were in, he would surely jump to conclusions.

"Broke? Where?" Han was in the living room, you could hear him walking to the bottom of the stairs. "Alright, I'm coming." you heard him drive away and could only breathe again, without fear, when you heard Han's car pull out of the driveway.

You leaned against the wall and let the clothes fall out of your hand. It was the first time you were afraid of getting caught, even though you didn't do anything wrong.

“Whew, that was close, huh.” Haechan said laughing, breathless and you glared at him.

You took your shirt and put it on as you got up to go down the stairs without replying.

“Oh come on, Y/N!” you heard Haechan behind you and as soon as you reached the first floor, he held your arm gently, making you stop.

“It's your fault, Haechan!” you turned to face him and it was hard to keep your eyes on his face as, unlike you, he kept only his boxers.

"It was the only way I could find for you to take my clothes off."

"What?" you asked, voice thinner thanks to shock.

“Look, I'm done, okay? I like you! There, I said it." admitted and you didn't know what to answer.

“Is this part of your game?” you asked and felt his grip stop, but the hand remained on your arm making an almost imperceptible caress but that made the butterflies in your stomach appear.

“Make you realize you like me too? Perhaps." He shrugged and continued to stare at you, this time expectantly.

You smiled, the sound coming out of your nose and your hands started to sweat.

"I'll have to get used to you getting me in trouble."

Haechan smiled widely and brought his face closer to yours, made as if to kiss you and when you relented, he turned away to speak close to your ear.

"It's not like you don't like it."

#haechan x y/n #haechan x you #haechan imagines #haechan scenarios #haechan #donghyuck scenarios #donghyuck x reader #donghyuck x you #donghyuck imagines #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct imagine #nct scenario #maari

[valwentinefics]

Okay I'm a sucker for Zemo, and I keep refreshing Tumblr for new stories. Thank you for writing about him!

Could you do one with enemies to lovers, where both Zemo and the f reader won't admit anything to themselves? However when they go undercover in the club, to keep the disguise they have to dance together. At first Zemo does his dance, but the reader takes the reins and teaches him how to blend in better. Steamy time ensues after that, possibly ending with smut/slight breeding kink? Or just possesive smut 😅😂.

A/N: Thank you so much for this request I loved writing it! There really needs to be more Zemo fics, hopefully the next episodes don’t ruin him! This is also like my second time writing smut so i’m sorry if it’s not the best!

The forbidden fruit is always the sweetest - Helmut Zemo x Reader 18+

Warnings: Smut, breeding kink, tiny bit of choking, alcohol consumption, possessive behavior, dom! Zemo, sub! reader, light degradation, biting

Translations: Hase (Bunny/Hare), Mein schatz (my sweetheart), Liebling (darling)

Word count: 1848

REQUESTS OPEN

Y/n didn’t like Zemo. Y/n abhorred Zemo and everything he did. She hated his smug face, his head tilt, his stupid jacket that only had fur around the collar. Y/n despised Zemo, yet she couldn’t help the thoughts that creeped into her mind at night of his warm gloved hands roaming her body and his accented voice whispering what he would do to her in her ear. Those thoughts made her find Zemo even more insufferable than she already had.

Y/n could feel the bass throughout her body as she stood at the edge of the club, nursing a drink while she swayed softly to the beat. Stuff like this wasn’t her scene, she preferred the quiet warmth of curling up by a fireplace with a cup of tea, no sound but her own thoughts. Here, everything was practically screaming at her, it was almost overstimulating, but she stayed, not wanting to miss anything that could go down.

She almost decided to change her mind and abandon the godforsaken mission  when Zemo appeared at her side, doing an awkward little dance. Y/n watched him incredulously for a few moments, taking a sip of her overly sweet drink as she pictured all the ways she could punch him so he would stop dancing like that.

“Y/n could you not look at me with such hatred for one night?” Asked Zemo, his accented voice only just rising above the music. 

“That’s a lot to ask of a girl Zemo.” Y/n replied with disinterest, wanting this conversation to be over so she could go back to standing silently alone.

“Our disguise depends on us being friendly, well, friendly is too weak of a word. Will you cooperate or would you like to blow this whole operation?” He asked, tilting his head to the side as he bore into Y/n’s eyes.

Perhaps it was the alcohol in her system, or maybe he was playing mind tricks, but as Y/n looked back into his eyes she could feel a warm feeling in her chest. Y/n held his gaze for a few moments before relenting, reluctantly realizing he had a point. With a sigh she held out her hand to the man. 

“I’m not a good actress Zemo, you better sweep me off my feet,” Y/n huffed, downing the rest of her drink and placing it on the table nearby. Zemo gave her a mischievous smile before pulling her into the crowd of people.

“Call me Helmut, it’s more natural.” He told her, his gloved hand resting on her waist and holding her close as he began to move his body to the upbeat music. Y/n followed his lead, her mind racing as she couldn’t remove her thoughts from the close proximity of them. She could feel the heat radiating off of him as her chest was shoved into his as someone pushed past her. If their closeness affected Zemo he didn’t show it as he continued to dance, moving his arm in a weird way.

“Ze- Helmut stop that, god you’re horrible at this. Your bad dancing is just going to bring more attention to us.” Y/n groaned, grabbing his arm and holding it still.

Zemo looked at her with a scoff. “You don’t seem like much of a dancer liebling, how do you suppose I should dance?”

Y/n knew her options were limited, and she cursed herself for speaking out on Zemo’s dancing. She had backed herself into the corner, and there was only one way out. Y/n spun around, her back flush against Zemo’s chest as she began to sway her hips to the beat. A groan sounded from behind her, so quiet Y/n wouldn’t have thought it to be real if not for the hot breath on her neck that came with it. 

She ignored the blush of her cheeks and the wetness she felt pooling between her thighs as Zemo managed to pull her even closer, his hips rubbing against her backside with controlled smooth movements. Y/n tried to tell herself she was getting no pleasure from this, but as she felt his bulge harden against her, it was hard to ignore the desire she felt for the Sokovian man.

She spun around to face him, burying her head in the crook of his neck, feeling too ashamed to have her face revealed to the world while she desired to be fucked thoroughly by the man who had destroyed the Avengers. In a way that turned her on even more, the sheer power the man possessed. She let out a small mewl into his neck as that thought, trying to focus on dancing instead of her desire and Zemo’s hand tortuously creeping to her ass.

“You feel it too, Y/n. The desire.” The Baron mumbled to the girl who tucked herself into his chest. 

“I can’t- I hate you…” Y/n replied, more trying to convince herself of it than him as she pulled away.

“Mein schatz, it’s the forbidden fruit that always tastes the sweetest.” Zemo whispered into her ear, pressing a small kiss right below her earlobe.

Y/n couldn’t handle it, she was soaked and desperate for his touch. Y/n grabbed at the fabric of his sweater, pulling herself into him. “Fuck me then, Helmut.” She muttered, looking up at him. Y/n hadn’t seen Zemo move so fast, his hand resting on her lower back as he quickly ushered her to a spare room and swiftly locked the door behind them. 

“Hase, you can back out of this any time, although I’ll be sad to see you leave. Oh God how I’ve wanted you on my cock since I first saw you.” Zemo spoke as he pinned Y/n to the wall, his thigh positioned between her legs, Y/n began to desperately grind against it. His accent came out more as he grew more aroused.

“Shut up Zemo, you running your mouth will ruin this.” Y/n tried to be intimidating, but as she pathetically grinded on his thigh she didn’t do a good job of it.

Zemo let out a chuckle, his hand gently yet sternly holding Y/n’s throat “Learn your place hase, and this will go well for the both of us.”

Y/n looked at his arm and back to his eyes, biting her lip. The lightheaded feeling she felt from being choked seemed to amplify her other senses, especially her need for him. With a small nod she agreed to stay in line.

The Baron smiled, letting go of her throat and shoving her to the bed, crawling on top of her, his gloved hand trailing painstakingly slow up her thigh, hooking a finger around the waistband of her panties and pulling them off. Y/n began to undress him as well, the two stripping each other of their clothes until they were both naked. Y/n pumped his thick cock with one hand, staring up at him with eyes full of desire. For now she had shoved her inhibitions to the back of her mind, not wanting to acknowledge them. Right now all that mattered was Zemo and the pleasure he could bring her. 

“Helmut, Baron, please I need you in me.” Y/n looked up at him with pleading eyes, the arousal she felt almost too much to bear. Zemo looked down at her with a small grin, positioning himself over her. She was caged in by his arms, his cock slightly pushing at her entrance. 

“Do you want me to fill you? Do you want your baron’s cum to fill up your needy little cunt? Dirty girl.” He chuckled as she squirmed at his words, her cheeks flushing with the embarrassment of what she wanted being so obvious he had said it out loud.

Y/n nodded below him, biting down on her lip as Zemo shoved himself into her with one quick thrust. She gripped at the sheets below her as he filled her, a long moan slipping its way past her lips. When Zemo had begun to pull out she let out a little whine, only to soon let out a yelp as he harshly shoved himself in. He continued his deep rough thrusts at a fast pace making Y/n unable to form any thoughts, only a string of moans escaping her.

“Baron, god, fuck, you fill me up so well.” she struggled to get the words out through her moans. Zemo seemed to like her inability to speak well, his cocky grin never leaving his face as he pounded into her, his grunts like music to Y/n’s ears. It was then she realized she was under Zemo’s thumb, she would do anything to experience this moment again and again, but oddly enough there was nowhere else she would rather be.

“You’re so insufferable, but right now, like this, you’re nothing but mein little hase. My little fucktoy, all mine.” Baron groaned out, leaning down from his position above her to bite her neck. Y/n knew it would leave a mark, she could feel a trickle of blood roll down to her collarbone, but she didn’t have the ability to care about anything but Zemo. “Tell me you’re mine, Hase. Who do you belong to? Who owns you, liebling?”

“You do Baron, I belong to you, you own me!” Y/n squealed out as she felt a tightening in her stomach, knowing her orgasm was close. Zemo seemed to know too as he reached down a hand and began to rub her clit just roughly enough as he pounded into her harder, causing her to drool a little from the pleasure she was receiving,

“Cum for me little hase, cum for me and I’ll fill you up with my cum. I’ll breed you like the little whore you are” He commanded with a growl. Y/n arched her back as she let out a loud moan, feeling the pleasurable release of her orgasm. She was panting as Zemo gripped her hips roughly and held her still as he spilled his warm cum into her. Y/n could feel the white liquid spill out of her once he pulled out. She didn’t care about how much of a mess she was, her brain was still fuzzy from her orgasm and the wild pleasure she had received from Zemo. 

Zemo had gotten mostly dressed, putting on his shirt as he admired his handiwork, seemingly unable to remove his eyes from the sight Y/n on the bed, his mark on her neck, his fingers bruised into her hips, and his cum trickling out of her. He pulled his jacket off his shoulders and laid it on Y/n’s pliant body, allowing her to rest.

“You’re mine hase.” Zemo stood in the doorway of the room, Y/n too fucked out to fully understand what he was saying “And I don’t like to give up what’s mine.” He closed the door gently behind him as he went back to the party.

#zemo x reader #helmut zemo #helmut zemo x reader #baron zemo #baron zemo x reader #tfatws #the falcon and the winter soldier

[dimpledlavendeer]

𖣘 Enhypen's reaction to their s/o being afraid of heights ༄

Warnings: none, this is fluff

The idea was given by a friend, so credits to her 🖤

I hope you enjoy!

A/n: idk why but Tumblr doesn't let me use the read more feature so I'm sorry if this is long :(

This isn't proofread so I'm sorry if I have typos

❧ Heeseung

You were on a date at an amusement park

It was Heeseung's idea to get on the ferris wheel and you couldn't say no because he was so excited about this date

You get in and sit down, hands sweating bc of nervousness

At first Heeseung didn't realize how you were wiping your hands on your pants, looking around like a lost puppy

But when the ferris wheel starting moving with a loud thud, you got startled clinging onto his arms

He found it so adorable that you were being so clingy to him more than ever cuz you were scared

He would immediately wrap his arms around you to pull you closer to himself

You would bury your face in the crook of his neck, trying to hide your blushing face, "So you're scared of heights huh baby?" He would ask giggling

You would raise your head to look at him but once you see how high you guys were you would immediately get back to your old position, "Shut up Heeseung I swear.." you would say jokingly punch his chest

He would stroke your hair slowly with one hand and with his other hand he would hold you close to himself by your waist, place small kisses to your nose and your forehead

Since you're too afraid to look he would tell you how bright the city looked, helping you imagine the beautiful view

❧ Jay

Jay booked up a table from a luxury restaurant for your monthly anniversary

But the thing was he booked it from the terrace floor which was too high 🥲

You gulped down once you saw where you guys were gonna eat but didn't say anything bc you didn't wanna break Jay's excitement

He hold your hand to walk with you to your desk, noticing your hesitant steps

"Is everything okay y/n?" He asked but before you could answer he noticed how you were nervously looking outside, gulping down your worries

He couldn't help but to smile seeing his girlfriend for months being this afraid for the first time, "Oh my gosh you're afraid of heights?" He would ask in disbelief between giggles

You would throw him a death glance, making him laugh out loud at your adorable reaction, placing his hand on your waist to pull you closer

"Don't worry baby, your man would protect you 😏" he would say teasingly after pecking your lips

"Oh my, I'm suddenly not afraid anymore" you would tease him while following his lead to your seat

❧ Jake

Jake was homesick so you both went to Australia for holidays

He and his friends used to go hiking together and this time he offered to you

You said yes, not thinking there will be anything that can bother you

It took a while for you guys to reach the top as you took your time and Jake was slowing himself to catch your pace

It was all fine, he was generally so caring to you, he kept asking if your were thirsty or tired every 15 mins

And it was all fine until you finally reached the top, realizing you were way higher than you imagined

Your eyes went 👁👁 while you unintentionally took a couple of steps back due the highness

Jake got worried thinking you were dizzy so he rushed to hold you from your waist asking if you were okay

"I never thought it would be THIS high" you let out smiling nervously, making Jake sigh in relief

He would pull you into a hug, a hand fixing your hair to push them from your sight, so he can look at your eyes

"It's okay baby, we can turn back" he would say smiling and would buy you something sweet to eat on your way home

❧ Sunghoon

Sunghoon never liked anything that was too extreme excluding that day where he insisted you to take the water ride with him after you accepted to go to an amusement park with him

You definitely didn't wanna get wet att all

But it wasn't the least of your problems bc the ride was also going higher than average at one point

Being shocked at the fact that Hoon was so hyped for this, he was literally begging you, saying it was too hot so it would be fun to get a little wet, stumping his feet and looking like little boy with the bunny ears he was currently wearing

How could you say no?

You get in your seat holding his hands and it was all fine until you reached the top

Oh God, the way you closed your eyes with your hands, praying for your soul

And the water that got splashed all over you while going down didn't help at all

Hoon turned to look at you while he was scream-laughing, seeing how you closed your eyes he get a bit worried

Moving your hands from your face with gentle movements, he kissed your hands, apologizing for insisting you

When you get off of the ride he cupped your face "I'm sorry baby, I never knew you were afraid of heights." He whispered in a guilty tone

He would peck your lips and get you a big teddy bear and let you choose what you guys were gonna do for the rest of the night

❧ Sunoo

Sunoo organized a birthday party for you at the terrace floor of the café you both liked

Everything was so well organized, all your friends were invited

He texted you that he would wait for you at that café, making it sound like a normal date like usual times

When you got there he was waiting for yout at the entrance, giving you a big hug, he held your hand and lead you to upstairs

It was dark, so you didn't really realize how high you were going up bc you two never really get to the terrace floor before

When you finally arrived everyone was singing you the happy birthday song, everything was glowing and you were so happy

Until you realized how high you were

You throw yourself at Sunoo after accidentally looking down to see how high you guys were, he was quick to hold you in his arms while laughing at you

"I didn't know you would like it so much" he would say in between giggles

"I like it so much but I just realized THAT WE ARE SO HIGH OMG" you would scream to his ears trying to make him hear you thru the loud music

He would stay by your side the whole night make sure you won't get startled bc of the height again

❧ Jungwon

Jungwon called you in the middle of the night saying he missed you and he wanted to see you

You couldn't say no to him so you get dressed to meet with him

He sneaked out from their dorm for an hour to see you

When he came to get you from your place he said he had a special place that he wanted to take you

After walking with him for approximately 15 mins he lead you into a building, taking you to the top floor

"Isn't it so pretty?" He asked pointing out the view, where you could see the whole city, admittedly it was very pretty but also very high

Not being able to hide your anxiousness you answered "Yes, it is."

He would notice that you get intimidated by the height but instead of asking the obvious he would reassure you with words

"I always remember you when I come here, because of the pretty view in front of me." He would say placing a small kiss your cheeks before hugging you

He would never let go of your hands, making sure you feel safe

❧ Ni-Ki

Riki was turning to Japan to visit his parents and offered you to go with him

Ofc you said yes

But the thing is you never thought of getting there with a plane

You didn't even think abt your fear of heights until the moment sit next to him in the plane

When the plane took off you closed your eyes, praying inside

Riki would try his best to not laugh at you, thinking how cute you genuinely look refusing to open your eyes

He would hold your hands inside his, trying to show you some of his dances that his hyungs recorded

He would try to distract you thru the whole thing and when he noticed you get tired, he would let you sleep laying on his lap

He would stroke your hair slowly, saying sweet things in between small teases, making you both laugh and relax

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