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unluckyhoneybee · 1 year

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could u do white (best friend trope) and 21+23 for nico hischier?? first d for visual inspo if possible. thank you!

Random prompt list.

White: best friend.

21. "You came" "I couldn't miss this *event*, it's important for you"

23. "He loves you, you know?"

D. Everyone knows you are in love.

You were buzzing with happiness. Even though you arrived late at the game, you were on time to see Nico's second goal. And as his best friend, you couldn't be happier.

When it ended, you waited for him. Soon, the loud and happy players appeared, wanting to see their families and significant others and to celebrate the win. But Nico wasn't expecting anyone. He was walking next to Jack and checking something on his phone. Hughes had to elbow him and laugh.

Nico gasped when he saw you standing there on his jersey, the C visible on your chest. Wow.

You hugged as soon as you could reach each other. You laughed and kissed his cheek when he shook you a bit in excitement.

"I'm so so proud, Nico"

"You came" He said with a smile and tucking himself on your shoulder. At the beginning of the game, during the warm-ups, he had looked at your seat and he had found it empty. He knew you were busy, you had talked about it and you had insisted you would try. He had gotten the ticket for you with the other familiars and invited people, but he didn't have many hopes.

"I couldn't miss this game, it's important for you" You said caressing his cheek. "Plus, you scored twice!"

"You saw it?"

"Only the second one, but what a goal!" You kissed his cheek and fixed his beanie. "I'm really proud, Nico. For real."

He had to fist your his jersey to keep himself from kissing you right there.

"Nico! Bring YN!" It was John, standing next to a very smiley Jack. They made Nico roll his eyes, but with his hand on your waist, he looked back at you.

"What do you say?"

"A couple of beers with the Devils? I'm in"

You found yourself next to Nico, talking and laughing with everyone else. But at some moments it was as if you two were alone. Sometimes the conversation reminded you of some inner joke or something that happened to you. You would forget about anything else. And everyone was aware of it. Some of them would look with smiles on their faces, then... then there was Jack, who was having the time of his life.

"I'm going to get another one, do you want some?"

"Please" You said giving him your best puppy eyes. He chuckled and bopped your nose before getting up and leaving for the bar.

Jack jumped to his seat.

"You don't need to give him those puppy eyes, he would do anything for you"

It made you blush deeply. "Jack..." you begged him.

"He loves you, you know?"

You looked at him and for the first time in the night you saw he wasn't playing with you. But you had no answer to that.

"You make him really happy and he is a bit stupid so..."

"Jack, stop bothering my girl"

And everyone went silence for a second before the teasing started. My girl, my girl, my girl. Nico wanted the floor to open as swallow him.

"I mean... Uh... She is my best friend... You know guys..."

Your face was burning and your eyes were in your hands.

"Sure, Nico... Here... Your seat next to your girl" Jack obviously had to add something to the teasing.

"Fuck off"

It was uncomfortable after that, but it didn't stop you to drift closer to Nico as the night went on. People got drunk, other got tired, some left to go to some club and other went home. The big table and other splayed around the bar got reduced to a smaller ground of people and many conversations.

You were hugging Nico's arm and your cheek was on his shoulder. You couldn't stop thinking about what happened. Nico's words, Jack's...

"Hey, are you tired?"

"A bit"

He smiled softly.

"Me too. Want me to drop you at home?"

"It would be nice"

So you headed out. A more than tipsy Jack took the opportunity to tease the captain a bit more, whistling and telling him to wrap it.

"Don't listen to him, he talks nonsense"

"Does he?" You asked and hugged yourself on the way to his car.

"Why do you ask that?"

You took a deep breath and bit your lip.

"Um... He said you love me"

Nico blushed deeply. Again.

"Did he say that?"

You nodded. Nico took a deep breath and stopped walking. You did too.

"He did." You faced your best friend. "Then... A second later you called me your girl so... Does he always talk nonsense?"

Nico stepped in your space, his hands on his pockets.

"Not always"

You shivered.

"I love you" You whispered and he smiled.

Nico cupped your cheeks so gently.

"I love you too"

You leaned a bit and kissed him softly. "Do you want to stay with me tonight?"

#Nico hischier #Nh #Fluff #Nhl #Blurb #Random prompt list

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bloody-bee-tea · 1 year

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24 Days of Mingcheng 2022 Day 15 - Photo

This was yet again inspired by @felinesomnambulist with this tweet, which you should really check out if only for the photos 👀

Jiang Cheng knows he walked into a trap the moment he steps into the Nie house.

Nie Huaisang is waiting for him, clearly vibrating out of his skin in his excitement, and Jiang Cheng closes his eyes to take a deep breath.

“There is no emergency,” he then says, careful to keep his voice even and when he opens his eyes, Nie Huaisang at least has the decency to look sheepish.

“Depends on your definition of emergency,” Nie Huaisang says and before Jiang Cheng can start to snap at him, Nie Mingjue steps into the hallway.

“Hello, Wanyin,” he says and then levels Nie Huaisang with a look. “What did we learn about using the word emergency?” he asks, his voice in that tone you use with very small kids and Nie Huaisang deflates.

“To never use it for non-critical situations because people will stop believing me when I use it so liberally.”

“And is this a critical situation?” Nie Mingjue asks him next and Jiang Cheng can tell that Nie Huaisang wants to say yes, but he clearly knows better than to do that.

“Not really,” he finally admits and Nie Mingjue nods.

“So now you’re going to do what?” he prompts and winks at Jiang Cheng when Nie Huaisang turns back around to him.

“I’m going to apologize to A-Cheng for scaring him. I’m sorry,” he dutifully says and Jiang Cheng simply can’t help it, he has to laugh at his crestfallen look.

“Apology accepted,” Jiang Cheng says, finally taking his shoes off. “Thank you, Mingjue.” He gives Nie Mingjue a bright smile and watches in confusion how he looks at everything but Jiang Cheng.

“Sure,” he mumbles out and then immediately flees the hallway.

“Did I do something?” Jiang Cheng asks, forever concerned that he’s annoying the Nie brother’s beyond belief but Nie Huaisang shakes his head at him.

“No, he’s just like that, don’t mind him,” he waves off even though Jiang Cheng knows that Nie Mingjue is not like that with everyone and then blinks his most innocent eyes at Jiang Cheng.

“So, it’s not an emergency but you clearly want something. What is it?” Jiang Cheng asks with a sigh, rubbing a hand over his forehead because he can guess what it is.

If Nie Huaisang thought he could only get him to come here under a pretence, Jiang Cheng can very much guess why he’s here.

“I need to post some more pic to my Instagram,” Nie Huaisang very predictably says and Jiang Cheng turns around on his heels.

“Absolutely not,” he says, putting his shoes back on.

Nie Huaisang runs a semi-successful photography account and Jiang Cheng has to admit that the pictures he takes are gorgeous. But Jiang Cheng is not a fan of having his photos taken and he likes it even less when they are posted online anywhere.

So the answer is very much clear.

“A-Cheng,” Nie Huaisang whines, immediately rushing forward to hang off Jiang Cheng’s arm. “Please. Please please please please,” he chants out, but Jiang Cheng is not deterred.

“No. Huaisang, you know how I feel about having my photos taken.”

“And you know how I’m going to make you look amazing. Breathtaking. Heartstopping even.”

Jiang Cheng groans but the worst part is that Nie Huaisang is not even wrong about that.

Jiang Cheng modelled for him once before and the pictures were absolutely perfect and he had been looking really good in them. Hot enough even that it also prompted Nie Mingjue to do a double take on them and if that hadn’t been quite the ego boost.

Nie Huaisang notices him waver the moment it happens and he pounces without hesitation.

“Come on, it will be a dark colour scheme and you can look like a very hot mafia boss, alright? I’ll need you to glare at the camera and let’s be honest, who is better suited to that than you?”

Jiang Cheng hates to admit it but Nie Huaisang certainly knows how to cater to him enough that he is actually nodding his head.

“Fine,” he bites out and then shoves a finger in Nie Huaisang’s face. “But you owe me. Big time!”

“I know,” Nie Huaisang nods. “And last time I made good on my promise to spoil you, right? So this time will be the same.”

Jiang Cheng hates to admit it but it’s true. Nie Huaisang had treated him to dinner and a movie–one that Jiang Cheng knows for a fact Nie Huaisang hated. So it’s hardly as if he can refute this.

“Fine, fine,” he says again, this time softer. “You can treat me like a damn mannequin again, whatever,” he grumbles but Nie Huaisang only smiles at him.

“You are the best friend anyone could wish for,” Nie Huaisang tells him and it’s honest enough that Jiang Cheng believes him.

“Whatever,” he mutters, uncomfortable with Nie Huaisang’s sincere gratitude. “Where do you want me?”

“My studio, of course,” Nie Huaisang says and starts to push him to the room.

Jiang Cheng allows it because fighting now would no longer make sense.

Studio is a very generous name for the spare room the Nie brothers have in their apartment, but Jiang Cheng knows better than to say that to Nie Huaisang directly. And he does have to admit that he set it up nicely by now, even though there is still a desk shoved in the corner for the rare days Nie Mingjue can work from home.

And seeing the desk makes Jiang Cheng freeze in a panic.

“Mingjue, he’s not–we’ll be doing this alone, right?”

“A-Cheng, you know my brother doesn’t care for this, and I know better than to put you under that kind of scrutiny.”

“Well, you don’t care enough to not put me on your account.”

“But I do care enough to keep your crush away from you while you already feel vulnerable, that surely has to count for something?” Nie Huaisang blinks his eyes at him innocently again and Jiang Cheng goes bright red in the face.

“I don’t have a crush,” he then hisses out and it makes Nie Huaisang laugh out loud.

“True. You’re in love, my mistake.”

“Huaisang!” Jiang Cheng almost shouts at him, embarrassed enough that he wishes the ground would just open up and swallow him whole.

He never told Nie Huaisang that he’s in love with Nie Mingjue, but clearly it wasn’t necessary anyway because of course Nie Huaisang would notice something like that.

“Relax, I approve, no need to faint now,” Nie Huaisang says when Jiang Cheng continues to clearly be embarrassed and his words somehow make it even worse.

“There is nothing to approve of though,” Jiang Cheng whispers, because he knows that Nie Mingjue would never look at him like that. Jiang Cheng is his little brother’s best friend–of course he would never look with something like love at Jiang Cheng.

“Mh, if you say so,” Nie Huaisang cryptically says and then steers Jiang Cheng towards the outfit he clearly wants him to wear.

“This?” Jiang Cheng asks, because that is just ridiculous. The shirt seems a tad bit too big for him and knowing Nie Huaisang he’ll want him to wear it half unbuttoned and Jiang Cheng is not going to do that, no matter what.

“This,” Nie Huaisang nods. “And I’ll do your make-up and hair.”

“I fucking hate this,” Jiang Cheng sighs out but he dutifully takes the rest of the clothes Nie Huaisang has picked out for him.

“But you love me, which is why you’ll do as I ask of you.”

And again with the flutter of his eyelashes.

Sometimes Jiang Cheng wants to blindfold him just so he can no longer use them as a weapon against everyone.

Jiang Cheng doesn’t comment on Nie Huaisang’s last words—even though he’s right and damn well knows it too—and instead turns towards the little changing area Nie Huaisang has set up in one corner.

“Turn around,” Jiang Cheng hisses at him when Nie Huaisang makes no move to do that and Jiang Cheng is met with an eyeroll that Nie Huaisang clearly picked up from him.

“You have nothing I haven’t seen already,” he sighs out but after one last glare he dutifully turns around. “Fine, fine, gods, you and your modesty, one could think you’re prudish.”

“I just value my personal space,” Jiang Cheng snaps at him and they both very tactfully don’t mention that Wei Wuxian is the reason for that.

He has a habit of barging in unannounced at all times of the day and he has never given a single thought to Jiang Cheng’s personal space—apartment or otherwise. But that means he has caught Jiang Cheng in all kinds of situations—some more embarrassing than others—and since he doesn’t know how a decent person behaves he has ribbed Jiang Cheng about all of these instances mercilessly, clearly not noticing that Jiang Cheng has never laughed along with him.

Jiang Cheng knows that it’s futile to try and tell Wei Wuxian about his personal boundaries but that is the reason he enforces them all even more with everyone else.

“Done yet?” Nie Huaisang asks after not even a minute and Jiang Cheng tries to stay calm.

This is how Nie Huaisang gets shortly before a photoshoot—impatient and bossy. It’s nothing new and Jiang Cheng knows that it won’t last, so he doesn’t comment on it.

“Done,” Jiang Cheng says, buttoning the shirt up as high as he can, if only so that maybe Nie Huaisang won’t unbutton it completely.

“This will do nicely,” Nie Huaisang says with a critical once over and then points at Jiang Cheng to sit so that he can do his make-up.

This part Jiang Cheng actually likes; Nie Huaisang has a talent for make-up and no matter what he decides to do it ends up looking amazing. Plus, Jiang Cheng doesn’t mind wearing it even if he can’t be bothered to put it on himself and so he sits still for Nie Huaisang and his many brushes.

“Now the hair,” Nie Huaisang says after a while of working on Jiang Cheng who sighs inwardly.

He doesn’t bother with his hair most days because he simply doesn’t care enough but he knows that Nie Huaisang wants every strand to fall perfectly and so he endures even that.

It takes longer than everything else together.

“Perfect,” Nie Huaisang finally exclaims, stepping back to take in Jiang Cheng as a whole. “Mh, maybe not,” he then mutters and steps in close again, reaching for the buttons of the shirt.

Jiang Cheng catches his wrist in his hand in warning.

“Come on, A-Cheng, I promise you’ll still be modest,” Nie Huaisang says, wriggling his fingers in anticipation and Jiang Cheng lets go of him after a long moment.

Nie Huaisang quickly unbuttons the two top buttons and puts a necklace around Jiang Cheng before he clasps his hands together.

“Now you’re perfect.”

Jiang Cheng dreads looking in the mirror but he does get up to take a look at himself and he has to admit that Nie Huaisang is right. He looks amazing.

“So?” Nie Huaisang asks, clearly fishing for compliments of his work and Jiang Cheng can at least admit that.

“It looks good.”

“I know, but thank you,” Nie Huaisang—the insufferable brat—gives back and then directs Jiang Cheng to stand in front of a photo wall.

“How do you want me?” Jiang Cheng asks, now nervous all over again because he never knows how to act in these kind of situations.

He feels stiff and robotic and surely Nie Huaisang is going to yell at him for ruining his perfect vision.

Nie Huaisang doesn’t answer him, though, too busy setting up the lights and checking everything through his camera every once in a while but finally he seems done.

“I want you like this,” he says and gently tilts Jiang Cheng’s head back a little bit, just enough to put his throat and his exposed collarbones on display.

Jiang Cheng holds the position for all of five seconds before he slumps.

“Huaisang, I feel ridiculous,” he complaints and fights the urge to step out of the light entirely.

“Nonsense, A-Cheng, you look amazing. Come on, just pretend—mh, just pretend you caught Wei Wuxian stealing your stuff and you’re about to break his legs for it. I need that glare.”

Jiang Cheng takes a deep breath, trying to center himself and then he glares at Nie Huaisang. He’s not so much imagining Wei Wuxian stealing his stuff, but more that Nie Huaisang is because he thinks that might come across better.

“Perfect!”

It seems as if he’s right.

Jiang Cheng continues imagining how he yells at Nie Huaisang in various situations and allows him to manoeuvre him around as much as he likes and it seems to do the trick.

It almost feels as if no time at all has passed before Nie Huaisang declares “Done!”

“Already?”

“A-Cheng, we’ve been here an hour,” Nie Huaisang tells him and Jiang Cheng blinks at that.

“Oh, I didn’t notice.”

“Did you have fun, maybe?”

“Don’t push it now,” Jiang Cheng snaps at him and leans over Nie Huaisang’s shoulder to look at the pictures.

He does have to admit that they look good already, without any tempering.

“I’ll post those two to my Instagram, alright?” Nie Huaisang asks and shows Jiang Cheng the pictures in question.

“Yeah, fine,” Jiang Cheng says and finds that he really means it.

He looks good in them, less like himself and more like someone fierce and reassured, someone comfortable in his own skin. He likes how he looks.

Nie Huaisang has barely posted the pictures when Jiang Cheng hears Nie Mingjue walk up on the other side of the door.

“Huaisang!” he yells out, banging on the door and Jiang Cheng turns towards Nie Huaisang, his eyes wide.

“What is going on?”

“He is following my Insta account,” Nie Huaisang tells him, still busy with saving and organizing the pictures. “Also? He has a huge crush on you. And another also? That is his shirt you’re wearing. And while we’re at it, I just remembered that Xichen is waiting for me, goodbye.”

With that Nie Huaisang walks over to the only window in the room, pulls it open and simply climbs out.

They are on ground level so it’s not that much of a feat but Jiang Cheng stares after him as if he just started to fly.

“What the fuck,” Jiang Cheng mutters over Nie Mingjue’s continuous banging on the door and he allows himself a moment to really understand what Nie Huaisang told him.

He’s wearing Nie Mingjue’s clothes, Nie Mingjue has a crush on him and Nie Huaisang just posted pictures of Jiang Cheng posing in these clothes on his Instagram account, which Nie Mingjue is apparently following.

It only allows one possible conclusion and Jiang Cheng prays to the gods that he’s right about it as he opens the door.

Nie Mingjue freezes almost immediately, before he lowers his hand, raking his eyes up and down Jiang Cheng’s form.

“I—see,” he then finally gets out and Jiang Cheng presses his lips together so he doesn’t snort at that.

Though he doubts he would fare any better should Nie Mingjue ever wear Jiang Cheng’s clothes.

“Huaisang said this is yours,” Jiang Cheng says and pulls the hem of the shirt in a way that reveals even more of his collarbone.

Nie Mingjue tracks the motion avidly and Jiang Cheng goes just a little bit hot.

“It is,” he finally admits and when he meets Jiang Cheng’s eyes there can no longer be doubt about the fact that he’s just as gone over Jiang Cheng as he is over Nie Mingjue.

“It’s comfortable. I might keep it.”

“I have a much more comfortable sweatshirt you can have,” Nie Mingjue blurts out. “It’s made out of boyfriend material.”

Jiang Cheng stares at him for a moment before he bursts out laughing and Nie Mingjue groans.

“Oh, fuck me, that was horrible,” he mutters out and it just makes Jiang Cheng laugh harder. “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up,” he grumbles when it doesn’t seem as if Jiang Cheng is going to stop any time soon and he tries his best to get himself back under control.

“No, that was—not that bad actually,” he then tells Nie Mingjue and takes a step closer to him. “I would like to try it on, if that’s alright with you.”

“Fuck, yes,” Nie Mingjue says and pulls him even closer with a hand on his waist. “Please,” he then adds, much softer and Jiang Cheng leans in to kiss the corner of his mouth.

“Alright,” he agrees and then kisses Nie Mingjue for real.

It’s not ideal, with how they’ll have to thank Nie Huaisang for this eventually, but right now Jiang Cheng wouldn’t have it any other way.

Especially not when he gets to go home with not only the shirt and the sweatshirt but also a new boyfriend.

Link to my ko-fi

#bt writes #mingcheng #24daysofmingcheng22 #the untamed #mdzs #modern au #fluff #humor #pining #love confessions #getting together #photo shoots #nhs meddling as if his life depends on it

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yandere-yandere-yandere · 2 years

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Yandere! Redd (animal crossing) wanting headpats & ear scratches?

🥺

👉👈

Forgetting you having a writing blog then using it to cope? It’s more likely then you think!-🌿

Yandere Redd begging for headpats

It’s been a long day, you’ve been running around cleaning the island, doing chores, helping villagers, filing out paperwork for your mayor duties. Maybe that’s why you didn’t find it odd when Redd, the sketchy art dealer of the island shuffled up to you, with his eyes looking at your feet rather then talking to your face. At first he stammered out a illegible sentence, then, opon questioning, tried to dismiss your probing by insisting it’s not important. When you insured a bit more though, he broke.

Is that how you found yourself in this situation? Redd on your couch stomach on top of your legs, tea abandoned in favor of leaning into your hands, rubbing through his fur. His orange fur is just so soft you didn’t have it in you to say you had anything else to do, even if it was true. ‘He probably just realized you were really buzy as of late and thought it’s be a good idea? I mean it’s good for both of- is he purring?’ Thoughts interrupted by the animal vibrations in his chest, his face looking absolutely blissful as you scratch behind his ear and under his chin. Pausing in shock as much as happiness, he whines and paws at your hand to keep going, and so, you oblige. ‘Maybe the rest of my work can wait till tomorrow…? I’m sure Isabelle and Nook will understand the situation.’ And so, you decide to stay like this till you cannot. Obvious to you, Redd has never been so high on your affection.<3

#yandere animal crossing #yandere Redd #yandere nh #animal crossing #yandere #yandere fluff

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1d1195 · 2 years

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Okay so Normal People continues to be a struggle. So we'll have to put that on hold again until I have a little more time to focus. Take this small blurb about Niall instead.

It was the first day of classes of their junior year. Niall has said a lot of things in his life about how it was the best day ever to meet her, but nothing would have made him happier if he could have met her years before. He literally bumped into her, sending her tripping into a bench and she scraped her shin.

“Christ,” he muttered under his breath, and he fluttered his hands over her trying to be helpful but not sure what to do. “M’so sorry,” he said, and his cheeks felt flush as he steadied her from falling flat on her face with the weight of her book bag on her arm.

“Oh please,” she said with a gently smile. “At least I have a reason for tripping this time; normally I just fall over the thing air and that’s enough,” she giggled, and she dropped her bag on the bench and pulled out an entire box of bandages. “I’m no rookie, don’t worry,” she said with a wink to him.

Niall smirked and still felt bad. “M’Niall,” he said.

“Hi Niall,” she said stuffing the bandage wrapper into her short’s pockets. She hiked her bag back on her shoulder and held her hand out to him. As she introduced herself, he nearly missed her name because all he could think about is how nice it was to hold her hand in his. “I’m headed to an accounting class, where are you off to?” She wondered.

“Erm…accounting,” he said nervously. “I jus’ transferred s’I guess m’goin’ the wrong way, huh?” He scuffed his shoe on the sidewalk. She hooked her free arm through his.

“Come on,” she said and started off in her original direction. “This way I won’t run the risk of tripping over a cute boy either,” she said sweetly and pushed the sunglasses that were previously on top of her head down over her eyes.

Niall felt his cheeks warm again.

It was instantaneous how well they clicked. It was too good to be true. She introduced him to all her friends. They were all so lovely and clearly adored her (especially the boys). She got him an on-campus job at the library where she tutored. The people that walked in called her mom as she always had snacks, a stain stick, and a mini-sewing kit for emergencies. He watched her from afar as she tended to others academic and personal needs. She offered advice that was sagely given beyond her years, and it was incredible to be a part of her life. She invited him to the gym every day.

“I don’t really like going to the gym,” she informed him. “I just like being busy and having a routine.” If he was part of the routine, then he was down for whatever mental itinerary she had going. He noted the boys that ogled her there, he didn’t like it. But every time he thought of saying something to her, she would turn to look at him with a smile and he remembered that no matter how nice she was to everyone, she was there with him.

It was a combination of Niall drunk off her intoxicating smile and presence (she was an angel after all) and a bit of rum. He managed to tug her away from a conversation and pulled her and himself to the dance floor while they swayed to the music playing live from the band area. “You’re a bit unsteady here, Ni,” she noted and held him up as best she could with a giggle.

“I think m’in love with you,” he said in her ear and then managed to still her face long enough to kiss her squarely on the mouth.

Immediately after he threw up on the floor which sent her into mom-mode, so she didn’t have time to respond to the fact that he threw up immediately after kissing her, and that she was also very much in love with him too.

He woke up with a screaming headache, but the lovely girl had anticipated such. The blinds were drawn tight, there was no sound coming from anywhere in his apartment and there was a tall glass of water and two little white pills beside it. A sticky note was next to them: Take me and a little squiggly heart was written there.

He was never one to disobey the rules, so he did as he was instructed. He wondered where she was, but he knew she wouldn’t just leave him here. He headed for the bathroom. Another note was there on the mirror that he read as he slowly brushed his teeth so as not to upset his stomach. I’m studying in the bedroom, quietly and a cute little smiley face adorned the bottom of the note.

As he entered the bedroom, his head felt foggy. He remembered very little from last night. However, the way his body reacted to her presence he felt like he royally messed up. “It’s pretty impolite to tell a girl you love her, kiss her, and then immediately throw up and ruin her best wedges,” she said knowingly as she set her notebook aside.

Niall felt clammy all over as if he was going to throw up again. “It’s a good thing I’m in love with you too and you’re pretty cute,” she said softly gazing at the very tired boy in the doorframe.

#niall #niall horan #niall horan writing #niall horan fluff #niall horan blurb #niall horan blurbs #niall horan imagine #niall horan imagines #niall horan fic #nh fic #one direction #one direction writing #one direction blurbs #normal people

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neighboringheart · 3 months

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I miss Grimlock it feels like it's been a million years since I last saw my big silly man :( my big stinky loser I need him to hold me in his big arms and tell me about his day or I'll waste away

#nh text #I just love him so much #maybe I'll write some grimfire fluff for myself...a little treat #I need to rewatch cyberverse so I can see my fave grimsy again it's been too long

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sunkissed-zegras · 2 months

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⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐲 (𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐞𝐬) | nh¹³

౨ৎ ─ summary | you and nico have only been dating for 6 months but both of you are convinced you've found the one, and a certain theory proves you right.

─ word count | 2k

─ warnings | mention of doubt in relationships (not you and nico's ofc) and slight angst when it comes to ex's, BUT OTHER THAN THAT, tooth-rotting fluff u might just get diabetes 🥹

─ taglist | @dancerbailey3 @valluvsu @daisysnhl @dasiysthings @iminlovewithtz11 @literatureluster @lvrzegras @lxvleyzoe @bowen-power @ru-kru @jackhughesily @hearts-for-luke

─ ev's notes | i know this is SOOOO short but i still hope y'all enjoy! i love nico sm :( hes adorable :(((

You and Nico had been dating for almost 6 months and it has been nothing less of perfection, you'd never thought you'd meet someone who fit every single one of your boxes. He was handsome, tall but also very sweet, empathetic and mature. Before Nico, you had only dated self-involved assholes who only cared about their wants and needs.

Now, with Nico, everything felt different. He listened to you attentively, remembered all the little details you shared, and always made an effort to understand your perspective. His presence was calming, always making sure you were okay and somehow always knowing if you weren't, even if you insisted you were. Everything with Nico was effortless, you didn't have to try - you just knew.

Despite the love that enveloped your relationship, you couldn't shake the nagging feeling of doubt that occasionally crept into your mind. It wasn't about Nico himself - he was everything you had ever wanted and more - but rather a lingering fear that somehow, someday, it might all come crashing down. Maybe it was the scars left behind by past boyfriends, the ghost of heartbreaks past whispering cautionary tales in your ear. Or maybe it was simply the vulnerability that comes with opening your heart to another person so completely, knowing that the possibility of pain exists alongside the promise of love.

Yet, with each passing day, Nico continued to prove himself worthy of your trust, erasing any doubts with his unwavering love. He showed you, time and time again, that he was different; that he was here to stay.

"And then I looked inside of the car, and it was what looked like a sixteen year old." Nico shook his head as he bit into his sandwich. "A sixteen year old with a damn Porsche, can you believe it?"

You chuckled at Nico's story, shaking your head in disbelief. "A sixteen-year-old with a Porsche? That's insane. How did can they even afford it?"

Nico laughed, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I have no idea. Must be nice to have such generous parents. My first car was my dad's old car, it was a really old Toyota Camry." Nico took a bite of sandwich before continuing, "I crashed it 3 times before getting my new car."

"Three times?" you exclaimed, unable to hide your surprise. "And you're still alive to tell the tale?"

Nico chuckled, shaking his head. "Yeah, I wasn't the best driver back then. It's a miracle that Camry held up. I learned my lesson, though. Now I drive like a grandparent."

"Oh, I know." You teased as you finally got your sandwich from the waitress, smiling up at her. "Thank you."

"Can you imagine crashing a Porsche? Imagine how much you'd have to spend fixing it." Nico shook his head as he looked at you.

"Crashing a Porsche? I can't even imagine affording one in the first place, let alone fixing it after a crash. That's a whole different level of stress." You shook your head as you took a bite of your sandwich.

Nico chuckled, leaning back in his chair. "Exactly. I'd rather stick to my reliable car. Besides, I've grown attached to it over the years. It's got character."

"Oh no, they put tomatoes in my sandwich." You gagged as you put down your sandwich, sighing.

"Wait, you don't like tomatoes?" Nico looked back at you in disbelief. "How do you not like tomatoes?"

You made a face, scrunching up your nose at the offending tomato slice. "I've just never been a fan. The texture, the taste – it's just not my thing." You began taking the tomatoes out from the sandwich.

Nico laughed, reaching across the table to grab the tomato slice from your plate. "Well, lucky for you, I happen to love tomatoes. Problem solved." He winked, placing the tomato on his own plate.

You laughed along with Nico. "God, they're disgusting."

Nico smirked, his dimple showing as he held up the tomato slice like a trophy. "More for me, then. Tomatoes are so good, especially in a sandwich."

You shook your head, feigning disgust. As you watched him enjoy the tomato slice with happiness, you couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through your chest. He was so cute. "Well, you can take all the tomatoes you want from me."

Nico grinned, "oh, I will. Don't you worry."

"Oh wait." You watched him eat the tomato. "This is the Olive Theory!"

"What the hell is the Olive Theory?" Nico looked confused as you smiled, excited. "Aren't we talking about tomatoes?" He smiled at your excitement.

You laughed, nodding eagerly. "Yes, yes, but bear with me. So, you know how in 'How I Met Your Mother,' Marshall and Lily have the Olive Theory?"

Nico furrowed his brow, trying to recall. "Vaguely. Something about olives?"

"Exactly!" you exclaimed, delighted that he was playing along. "So, the theory goes that Marshall hates olives, but Lily loves them. Whenever they order food, Marshall always gives his olives to Lily, and it's this little gesture of love and compatibility. The idea is that if one person hates olives and the other loves them, it's a sign of compatibility because it means you complement each other."

Nico's eyes lit up with understanding. "Ohh, I see where you're going with this. So, you hate tomatoes, but I love them. And I happily take them from you. It's like our own little Olive Theory."

"Exactly!" you exclaimed, your heart swelling with affection for him.

Nico couldn't help but smile at you. You were so cute, he couldn't help but laugh at how excited you got. Nico's laughter filled the air, his smile reflecting the warmth in his heart. "You're adorable, you know that?"

You felt a rush of warmth at his words, a blush creeping up your cheeks. "Well, I learned from the best," you teased, unable to hide the smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

Nico reached across the table, his hand finding yours as he squeezed it gently. "I mean it though, you're amazing. You're adorable when you get all excited about these little things, even if I don't understand half of the references you make."

You chuckled, appreciating his honesty. "Well, that just means we have more opportunities for you to learn and for me to share all my references with you."

Nico's eyes sparkled with affection as he held your gaze. "Yeah and then I can teach you about hockey, it's perfect."

You smiled at Nico's suggestion. "I'd love that! Hockey lessons from the expert himself. Now people won't call me a puck bunny."

Nico grinned, his enthusiasm contagious. "You'll be a pro in no time. Maybe you could even join the team, who knows?"

"Maybe I'll even be captain."

Nico shook his head, "Nah that's kind of my job."

You laughed as you gazed at your boyfriend, a warm smile playing on your face. "Alright, Captain, I'll let you keep the title. But maybe I can be the team's official cheerleader?"

"Well you're already my cheerleader so that wouldn't work very well, would it?" Nico shrugged as you laughed and shook your head.

You couldn't help but laugh at Nico's response. "I guess you're right. Can't double up on roles, can we?"

Nico smirked, "No can do, princess. You're my lucky charm not the team's."

You nodded your head in faux understanding as you played along with Nico's words. "Right, right. And I wouldn't have it any other way."

"Good cus I need my good luck charm." Nico smiled, his eyes warm with affection as he squeezed your hand once again.

"And you'll always be mine." You replied, his words filled you with a warm, fuzzy feeling, and you squeezed his hand gently in return. As you gazed into each other's eyes, you knew that no matter what happens, one thing remained: your love and support.

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💖Mod L (@ladyunderthemolehill / Mod since January/27/2022)

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💖 Things better shown by deliciousblizzardshark (M, 5k, wangxian, trans LWJ, pregnant LWJ, accidental baby acquisation, fix-it)

💖🔒The Lotus Defense Society by mondengel (T, 3k, wangxian, JYL/JZX, humor)

💖 mianmian the disaster lesbian saves the cultivation world by likeshipsonthesea (T, 27k, wangxian, LWJ & LQY, LWJ & JZX, fix-it, friendship, awesome LQY, war, blood & injury, light angst, self-acceptance, awkward JZX)

💖 hot necromancer singles seeking dom daddies in your area by Mikkeneko (M, 19k, wangxian, yiling wei sect au, BDSM scene, dom/sub, brat wwx, rope bondage, caning, aftercare)

💖 Xiao-Ying of the Third Refugee Village by abCEE (T, 31k, wangxian, WWX banished from Jiang sect, not Jiang friendly, found family, mpreg, fluff, flirting)

💖 (🧡) Ghosts Shouldn't by ShanaStoryteller (Not rated, 15k, wangxian, canon divergence, grief/mourning, angst w happy ending)

💖🔒 After Truth Lies the Honest Path by Vrishchika (M, 10k, wangxian, canon divergence, truth serum, WIP)

💖 (❤️)🔒love, in fire and blood by cicer (E, 360k, wangxian, immortal WWX, slow burn, pining, arranged marriages)

💖 Pentimento. by orange_crushed (E, 73k, wangxian, modern, college/university au, art conservation, museums, pining, not actually unrequited love, angst w/ happy ending, misunderstandings, smut, major character injury, hospitalization, hurt/comfort, past incarceration, forgery)

💖🔒hello my old heart, how have you been? by ravenditefairylights (M, 10k, wangxian, post-canon, temporary amnesia, hurt/comfort, fluff, trauma, pining, hair washing & brushing)

💖 You, Asleep and Dreaming by etymologyplayground (M, 9k, wangxian, post-canon, 5+1. LWJ pov, sharing a bed, cuddling & snuggling, intimacy, getting together, fluff)

💖 The Path by Seastar98 (Not Rated, 279k, WangXian, CQL Verse, Golden core reveal, Fix-it of sorts, Angst with a happy ending)

💖 Minding series by WithBroomBefore (G, 85k, wangxian, canon divergence, what if WWX got therapy and recovery post-sunshot, trans LWJ)

💖 Love made visible by Moominmammashandbag (M, JYL/ZZL, wangxian, hurt/Comfort, amputation, major character injury, sibling love, angst w happy ending, cooking as cultivation, attempted rape/non-con, sexual assault, minor character death, family angst, dysfunctional family, protective siblings, near drowning, amnesia)

💖 hear my voice and it's been here by Sour_Idealist (E, 56k, JYL/NHS, wangxian, 5th in series, canon divergence, sect leader JYL, sect leader WQ, sunshot campaign, JYL pov, politics)

💖🔒Advisable Lan rules and other shenanigans by apathyinreverie (G, 4k, wangxian, LXC & LWJ, JC & WWX, Canon Divergence, fix-it, humor, drunk LWJ, smitten LWJ, soft WWX, possessive LWJ, gusu lan rules, drunk shenanigans, fluff)

💖 Soft boys being soft- Wangxian soft fics by deliciousblizzardshark (multiple works, 228k)

💖 From the Future for the Past by friedchickenlord (G, 27k, wangxian, time travel fix-it, first love, love confessions, fluff & humor, denial, pining, happy ending)

💖 (💙) Paths untaken by apathyinreverie (T, 6k, wangxian, LSZ & WWX, canon divergence, fix-it, fluff, not cultivation world friendly, smitten LWJ)

💖 (💙) And They Have Escaped The Weight of Darkness by cosmicmilktea (T, 10k, wangxian, canon divergence, grief/mourning, amnesia, implied/referenced sexual assault, angst, hurt/comfort, falling in love, domestic, happy ending)

💖 sweet chaos by eachandeverydimension (G, 86k, wangxian, arranged marriage, different first meeting, falling in love, getting together, lwj in lotus pier, Chinese culture)

💖🔒 Silver & Gold by beeswaxing (E, 162k, wangxian, post-canon, fix-it, fluff & angst, hurt/comfort, de-aging, established relationship, non-sexual intimacy, cuddling & snuggling, BAMF WWX, horny teenagers, underage kissing)

💖 (🧡) Teen Project to Change the World by animeloverhomura (Not rated, 810k, wangxian, Watching the Show, With a bit of the Manhua and Book thrown in, Basically Whatever I Want, BAMF WWX, Fix-It, JGS is his own warning, Attractive WWX, Homophobia, disturbing imagery, WIP)

💖🔒The Ballad of Hanguang-Jun and The Yiling Patriarch by Theladyofravenclaw (T, 40k, wangxian, JC/WQ, burial mounds settlement days, fix-it of sorts, musical theater au, misunderstandings, outsider pov)

💖 The Eternal Recurrence by countingcr0ws (E, 51k, wangxian, time traveler’s wife au, underage kissing, time travel, romance, fatherhood, family, poetry, coming of age, getting together)

💖 I’d be the one to hold you down (kiss you so hard) by AlfAlfAlfAlfAlf & tardigradeschool (E, 85k, wangxian, JGY/LXC, NMJ/LXC, modern, leverage au, canon-typical violence, unhealthy relationships, depression, heists, found family, murder, hurt/comfort, angst w/ happy ending)

💖 Fanclubs do, in fact, save lives series by nienie (T, 6k, wangxian, fluff & crack, getting together, JGS getting what he deserves)

💖 myself through someone else’s eyes series by thunderwear (M, 59k, wangxian, LJY & LSZ, LXC/NMJ, LXC/JGY, JC & WWX, post-canon, permanent de-aging, depression, implied/referenced suicide, accidental baby acquisation, getting together, love confessions, heavy angst w/ happy ending)

💖 Paths of Light and Darkness Converge by ataratah (E, 30k, wangxian, fox WWX, dragon LWJ, secret identity, non-human genitalia, crack treated seriously, fluff, angst w/ happy ending)

💖 Echo, Murmur, Dream, Here by bluerainmist (M, 51k, wangxian, Canon Divergence, Universe Alteration, the yiling patriarch survives, Angst with a Happy Ending, Catharsis, Slow Burn, Drama, Getting Together, Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Melancholy, Mutual Pining, Reunions, Love Confessions, Eventual Smut, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Switching, Grief/Mourning, fucking while pining, Implied/Referenced Torture, Self-Harm, golden core transfer, Playing fast and loose with worldbuilding, Battle Scenes, Canon-Typical Violence, Canonical Character Death, implied/Referenced suicide attempt, Sect Leader WWX, YLLZ WWX, Yílíng Wèi Sect, mind all the tags)

💖🔒sudden nature series by everbrighter (M, 97k, wangxian, modern w/ magic, 5+1, family feels, parenthood, teenage rebellion, past character death, resurrection, pining, domestic fluff, angst, happy ending)

💖 oh they call us young and free (hold the golden gates open) by Treha (T, 11k, wangxian, time travel, fix-it, hurt/comfort, BAMF WWX, implied/referenced suicide, fluff & humor)

💖 Symmetry by Vir_Abelasan (M, 13k, WangXian, LSZ & WWX, One-Sided ChengXian, One-Sided ChengZhui, Canon Divergence, LSZ is raised by wwx, Wwx still dies sorry, Revenge, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Dark LSZ, Manipulation, Power Imbalance, Torture, Not JC Friendly, JC's Canonical 13 Years Murder Spree, BAMF LSZ, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, LSZ Gets to Go Apeshit, mind the tags just in case)

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Mod C

🧡 I Don’t Want to Debut! by countingcr0ws (G, 56k, WangXian, Modern AU, Reality show, Idols, Actor LWJ, Forced Contestant WWX, Celebrity, Social Media, Epistolary, Romance, Fluff, Kissing, Poetry, [Podfic] I Don't Want to Debut! by PandaReads (DrPanda99))

🧡 Like Rabbits by Setari (T, 41k, WangXian, Kid fic, Canon rewrite, Mpreg, Miscarriage scare, Crack treated seriously, Hopeful ending)

🧡🔒 do not envy the roots that hold you down by eccentrick (T, 12k, WangXian, WQ & LSZ, WQ & LWJ, Found Family, Brother-Sister Relationships, Reincarnation, WQ wasn't given Meng Po's soup, Reunions, awkward cousins lwj and wq, wq is a creepy child, Grief/Mourning, Trauma, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, Rebirth, Soul-Searching, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Guilt)

🧡 don't threaten me with a good time by livinginaworldofnoise (G, 60k, WangXian, Modern AU, Great British bake off AU, Script format, Fluff and Crack, Reality TV, Social media)

🧡 All will be well when the day is done by abCEE (T, 76k, wangxian, time travel, canon divergence, fix it, not YZY friendly, not Jiang friendly, butterfly effect, no sunshot, madam lan lives, lan WWX)

🧡 a paper friend by soft_wanning (G, 4k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Fluff, Paperman!WWX, Identity Porn, Meet-Cute, Different First Meeting)

🧡🔒your heart, two doors down by ghostsgf (G, 9k, WangXian, Modern AU, Pining, Parenting)

🧡 the river brought you here by chilianxianzi (Not Rated, 11k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, POV Outsider, Amnesia, Past abuse, Strangulation, Found Family)

🧡 (💙) Stunted, Starving Juvenility by TomatenMark (E, 762k, WangXian, WIP, Fix-it of sorts, Talisman master WWX, Not JFM Friendly, Study Arc, Getting together, Fluff and Angst, Engagement)

🧡 the stone-filled sea by yukla (T, 9k, WangXian, LSZ & WWX, Post-Canon, senior wei defense squad, a study of the way prejudice and injustice and anger trickle down from generation to generation)

🧡 Company by WithBroomBefore (T, 29k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Pre-Relationship, Getting Together, POV LWJ, Fix-It, Pre-Canon, at least to start, WWX goes to Cloud Recesses, But Not In The Usual Way, fear of character death, Everybody Lives, Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, Light Angst, good teacher LQR, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, brief discussion of past minor character suicide, Kitten, Not YZY Friendly)

🧡 CSI: Gusu Edition Series by Stratisphyre (M, 39k, WangXian, WWX & LQR, Modern with Magic AU, College AU, Golden Core Reveal, Single parent WWX, Good Uncle LQR, Hospitalization, Allusions to violence and murder)

🧡 Heaven Has No Rage by flipfloppandas (M, 51k, WWX & YZY, JFM/YZY, implied wangxian, WWX/WC, WWX/others, rape/non-con, modern, hurt/comfort, protective YZY, good parent YZY, hospitals, medical procedures, vomiting, trauma)

🧡🔒Rule Number One: Never get attached. by KizuKatana (E, 130k, WangXian, Modern AU, A/B/O, Light Angst, Crime Boss LWJ, Rogue criminal genius WWX)

🧡🔒scienter Series by synonemous (E, 67k, WangXian, Modern AU, Serial killer WangXian, Eventual happy ending, WangXian's Canon Kinks, Smut, A/B/O, Mpreg, Modern Yi City arc, Angst with a happy ending)

🧡 tear out the thread one by one from your skin (’til your bones feel embarrassed by all the attention) by lightningalwaysreturns (E, 40k, WangXian, Modern AU, Holidays, Getting Together, Professors, Pining, Spring, Fluff and Smut, Family, single dad lwj, so many novel refs, Explicit Sexual Content, service top lwj/power bottom wwx vibes)

🧡 some life yet unspent by Fahye (E, 28k, WangXian, Background XiYao, Spy AU, Modern AU, 007 LWJ, Q WWX, Fluff and angst, Mutual pining, Injuries, Canon typical violence)

🧡 The Red Ribbon by Xiao_Hua (M, 21k, WangXian, HuaLian, Canon Divergence, Ghost City, a bit of beefleaf, Immortality, Cultivation Partners, Juniors, XL and HC find a child who happens to be WWX, Fluffy wangxian, WWX is a Supreme Ghost King, First Time, TGCF)

🧡 paint smears on sunny days by SnowshadowAO3 (E, 53k, WangXian, Comfort, Fluff and Smut, Everyone Is Alive, Modern AU, Dadji, Mutual Pining, Happy Ending, Brief Alcohol Mention, Masturbation, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, Accidentally co-parenting with your son's art teacher, Fatherhood)

🧡 A Study in Fluff by WeaverOfTheNight (T, 29k, WangXian, Modern AU, Ghost bunnies, Vet LWJ, Architect WWX, Kid LSZ, Domestic fluff, Modern with Magic)

🧡 (💖) One Can Keep A Secret (If He Does Not Know It's There) by H_Belle (T, 5k, WangXian, Modern Cultivators, Inventor WWX, Secret Identity, Identity Reveal, YLLZ WWX, Rogue Cultivator WWX, Pining LWJ, POV WWX, Background Wangxian Getting Together, Jiangs are only mentioned in the passing, inspired by a tumblr post)

🧡 close your eyes, feel my heartbeat by ThatDesiGirl (T, 11k, WangXian, blind!WWX, Angst with a Happy Ending, Rewriting Canon, not a fix-it but a what-if, Golden Core Transfer, Romance, Pining)

🧡 (❤️) a stone to break your soul, a song to save it by rikke (M, 180k, wangxian, Canon Divergence, arranged marriage)

🧡 Feline misconduct: How Wei Wuxian defeated catboyphobia and seduced his way into becoming Lan Wangji’s lap cat by Papriqua, vicchan (E, 44k, WangXian, Catboy WWX, Mpreg, Eventual Smut, Homophobia, Not JC Friendly, Cloud recesses study Era)

🧡 Song of Suibian and Bichen: Or, the Greatest (And Only) Furby Master of Demonic Cultivation by moonwaif (T, 64k, WangXian, Fix-It of Sorts, canon adjacent, The spiritual weapons are furbies, Angst with a Happy Ending, The parent trap but make it WangXian with furbies, Mutual Pining, Taking my favorite parts of every adaptation and smashing them together)

🧡 Yiling Salon: Hair, Nails and Piercing by TriviasFolly (T, 22k, WangXian, Modern AU, Hairstylist AU, Hairstylist WWX, 5+1 Things, Fluff, Experimental style)

🧡🔒Night of the Living History (an edutainment special!) by Aerlalaith (T, 51k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, Workplace Relationship, Fluff and Humor, Museums, living history, Some Plot, Slice of Life, Injury, a minor haunting)

🧡 i will find you again by Pip (Moirail) (T, 9k, WangXian, Modern AU, Haunting, Horror, Reincarnation, Fate & Destiny, author lwj, Haunted Houses, Happy Ending)

🧡 Timing is Everything by Talayse (T, 17k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, canon levels of blood, soft, caretaker LWJ)

🧡 Of Ghosts and Heroes by The Silverfish (ZephyrAndTheSilverfish) (T, 51k, AS & WWX, AS/YH, WangXian, BNHA/MHA Crossover, Dimension Travel, POV Outsider, Found Family, Hurt/Comfort, Angst)

🧡 i walk through your dreams and invent the future by TooSel (G, 21k, wangxian, major character death, time traveler’s wife fusion, canon compliant, time travel, friends to lovers, getting together, fluff, hurt/comfort, grief, angst w/ happy ending)

🧡 built by the fires of volcanoes by isabilightwood (T, 26k, wangxian, time travel, crack treated seriously, canon divergence, fluff & humor)

🧡 Hello, IT. Have You Tried Turning It Off and On Again? By overmountainandmeadow (T, 65k, WangXian, Modern AU, Office, Modern office AU, IT Director! LWJ, Graphic Designer! WWX, Father!LWJ, Fluff, Mutual Pining, Slow Burn, Juniors as interns, Light Angst, Mistaken Identity, Identity Porn, Rabbits, Cloud Recesses as a company, Happy Ending, Single Parent LWJ)

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Mod Kay

💙🔒Away from Trouble by Ilona22 (M, 15k, WangXian, Not JC Friendly, LWJ/WWX Get a Happy Ending)

💙 (🧡)🔒Su She Eats his Heart Out by KizuKatana (T, 16k, WangXian, 3rd person pov, implied offscreen wangxian sex)

💙🔒Wish I could forget the taste of your skin and the feel of your hands pinning me down by KizuKatana (E, 63k, wangxian, WQ & WWX & WN, modern w/ cultivation, getting back together, BAMF WWX, BAMF LWJ, case fic, pining)

💙 feel better love by Anonymous (T, 8k, WIP, WangXian, implied WangXianXian, Post-Canon, Crack Treated Somewhat Seriously, in a haha jk...unless? way, Light Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Crack, Crossover)

💙🔒 Call again by apathyinreverie (T, 5k, wangxian, LXC & LWJ, LXC & WWX, modern, oblivious WWX, gremlin LXC, smitten LWJ, possessive LWJ, not Jiang friendly, hints at mafia, fluff, romance)

💙🔒Song Unwritten by Kytrin & Mslead (E, 94k, wangxian, temporary character death, angst w/ happy ending, fix-it of sorts, cql meets mdzs, parallel universes, transmigration, yiling wei sect au, YLLZ WWX)

💙 (🧡)🔒不忘 | Don’t Forget by dragongirlG (E, 50k, wangxian, time travel, reincarnation, fix-it of sorts, social media, identity porn, reunion, pining, angst w/ happy ending, modern era, artist WWX)

💙🔒The Price of Old Wishes by SoManyJacks (E, 67k, WangXian, Minor canon divergence, Angst, POV LWJ, Depression, Suicidal Thoughts, Eventual Happy Ending, Eventual Smut, Slow Burn, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, semi-verbal!LWJ, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Implied/Referenced Suicide)

💙🔒catch and release (and catch again) by Gaez (bell_flowers) (T, 29k, WIP, WangXian, Post-Bloodbath of Nightless City, Loss of Limbs, just a little necromancy, as a treat, not exactly jc friendly)

💙 on restitution by glitteringmoonlight (M, 98k, WangXian, Dark JC, not for jc fans, Captivity, Angst with a Happy Ending, no reconciliation though, definitely no reconciliation, Crossdressing, Non-Graphic Torture, Violence)

💙 the soft animal of your body by sysrae (T, 15k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, modern culitvation, Golden Core Reveal, Hurt/Comfort, Whump, Animal Transformation, Shapeshifting, Sort Of, Getting Together, Confessions)

💙 this river runs to you by sundiscus (T, 53k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, Mutual Pining, Dragons, Literal Sleeping Together, Tender wound tending)

💙 Hear a song this deeply by so_shhy (T, 87k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, modern cultivation au, Kind of academia AU, Music, Kid Fic, Action/Adventure, To An Extent, Original Character(s), Slow Burn, Fluff and Angst, Happy Ending)

💙 When You Finally Find Your Family Series by Eleanor_Fenyx (T, 56k, WIP, WangXian, descriptions of canon events, ie WWX's childhood on the streets, Fix-It, Autistic coded LWJ, Canon-adjacent, Canon Divergence, Homeless WWX, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fix-It of Sorts, wwx is a lan, Fluff and Angst, LQR pov, (mainly))

💙 Talking to Strangers by thetrickisnotminding (G, 4k, NMJ & WWX, LSZ & NMJ, NHS & NMJ, Canon Divergence, Cute Kids, Age Regression/De-Aging, Curses, Burial Mounds Settlement Days)

💙 All the ways that you remain by Spodumene (G, 23k, WangXian, Modern AU, Canada, Romance, First Meetings, Cottagecore, There Was Only One Bed, Mention of Parent Death, Getting Together)

💙 Love wakes me by dea_liberty (E, 46k, WangXian, Happy Ending, Angst, Childhood Sweethearts, Misunderstandings, Famous LWJ, Coffee Shop Owner WWX, Finding each other again, Found Families, Stupid Grand Romantic Gestures)

💙 divulgences by ataraxistence (Not Rated, 2k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Fluff and Humor, Love Confessions)

💙 something so flawed and free by verseau (E, 59k, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, Graduate School, Dom/sub, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Non-Sexual Submission, Kink Negotiation, Biting, Overstimulation, Cock Warming, Consensual Non-Consent, Spanking)

💙 Strange Darling by etymologyplayground (T, 6k, WangXian, Grief/Mourning, Intimacy, Hair Brushing, platonic gay intimacy, Getting Together, Miscommunication, Cuddling & Snuggling, LWJ POV, Canon Divergence)

💙 (❤️) the best of you by sysrae (E, 41k, WangXian, XuanLi, Modern AU, College/University, Angst with a Happy Ending, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Hurt/Comfort, Mutual Pining, Getting Together, slightly undernegotiated kink, but in a very soft and consensual way, Nightmares, Panic Attacks, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, JFM and Madam Yu's A+ parenting, Dysfunctional Family, Mental Health Issues therapy is good actually, the most tender of railings, Reference to animal attacks/animal cruelty, descriptions of past violence)

💙 Those Who Defy by qurbat (G, 31k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, found families are the best families, everyone who matters lives, justice for the wen remnants)

💙 (❤️) the kite string and the anchor rope by fleurdeliser (M, 39k, wangxian, Canon Divergence, set after the yiling date, sick child)

💙 (🧡) Bleachwhite Linen by MonocerosRex (T, 44k, WangXian, Modern AU, Soulmates, not the traditional kind of soulmates exactly, you'll see, Hospitals, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Touch-Starved, Getting Together, Marriage Proposal, Sibling Bonding, handwaving medical procedure and magical systems, Sickfic, POV Multiple, Family Feels, Family Fluff, Sharing a Bed, Hair Washing, Sleepy Cuddles)

💙 (❤️) save a sword, ride a socialist by sysrae (E, 33k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, College/University, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Single Parent WWX, Homophobia, LQR’s A+ Parenting, Angst with a Happy Ending, Idiots to lovers)

💙 And Yet Here You Are by cosmicmilktea (T, 10k, WangXian, Post-Canon, Domestic Fluff, Cloud Recesses, settling down, lwj needs a hug, Separation Anxiety, Teacher WWX, very light angst, Chief Cultivator LWJ)

💙 (🧡) I'm Going Out (Gonna Make A Name For Me And You) by cosmicmilktea (T, 16k, WangXian, Various OC Sect disciples, Post-Canon, Chief Cultivator LWJ, Mentor WWX, intersect relations, cultivation sects, Slow Burn, Like seriously it's very slow, Sickness)

💙 Concord by Deastar (T, 41k, WangXian, Arranged Marriage, Gūsū Lán Sect Rules, Depression, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending)

💙 watch what we'll become by glitteringmoonlight (T, 59k, WWX & JZX, WangXian, Background JZX/JYL, WWX & JZX are married but completely platonically, featuring my let WWX and JZX be bros agenda, Canon Divergence, Fix-It of Sorts, Angst with a Happy Ending)

💙 the recluse at the end of the moonlit path by beesinspades (T, 28k, WangXian, Modern AU, Reincarnation, Post-Canon, Jack of All Trades Artist WWX, Immortal! LWJ, Mutual Pining, Light Angst, Reunions, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Implied Sexual Content, Asexual Character, good vibes, [Podfic] the recluse at the end of the moonlit path by beeinspades by Beria1021)

💙 The Peanut Butter Jar AU series by ScarlettStorm (E, 76k, WangXian, Modern AU with Magic, Fox WWX, animal rescuer LWJ, Comedy, Smut, Getting Together, Hurt/Comfort, Adhd WWX, Blowjobs, Frottage, switch rights, Scent Kink, Like a lot of scent kink, mildly telepathic sex, courtship via kittens, Pacific Northwest setting, Established Relationship, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Sex Toys, Some A/B/O Dynamics, but in a non a/b/o world, No mpreg, yes self-lubrication, Emotional Hurt/Comfort)

💙 Regrets by antebunny (G, 38k, wangxian, miscommunication, misundersandings, time travel fix-it, temporary character death, angst w/ happy ending, fluff, hurt/comfort)

💙 What We Grew in this Forsaken Place by Admiranda (T, 27k, WangXian, Shapeshifter LWJ, bottle episode fic, bunny crimes, WWX Has a Fear of Dogs, WWX is a genius, unexpected pet owner WWX)

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the-kr8tor · 10 months

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Hobie Brown Night-time headcanons.

Pairing: Spider-Punk x GN! Reader/ Hobie Brown x GN! Reader

Word count: 1k

Tags: Established relationship, fluff, No use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader (except having piercings), smut only implied. SFW

* I don't consent to having my work translated/ published on other platforms*

Hobie almost always goes home really late and you'll be waiting for him, snoring away on the couch. Everytime he sees that you've fallen asleep waiting for him to come home guilt eats at him, so he always carries you to bed and tucks you in, to satiate the emotion.

But on rare occasions where he comes home at the same time you do or earlier than you've expected, he always greets you with a bear hug.

Whenever he had a bad day wrangling the villain of the week, when he thought he wouldn't come back home to you that day, he hugs you tighter, lifts you up, and twirls you around the living room just to hear you laugh. (Of course he wouldn't tell you that) Slowly Hobie's smile spreads across his face, lifting the day's hardships away from him.

If he ever comes home injured, you're always there ready to patch him up. You even learned how to properly stitch a wound ( from a youtube video no less) for him.

Of course there's always a time where you suggest going to the hospital whenever he has an injury you can't treat with just a simple first aid kit, but Hobie stubborn as he is just says-

"Your hands are just softer love, and you give me kisses right after, let's see the NHS do that"

You can't help but roll your eyes at his quip, but your true feelings show through with how your breath hitches. You focus on patching him up instead of thinking about how much pain he's experiencing. It's safe to say you don't sleep properly every time Hobie comes home injured, you always wake up in the middle of the night to check up on him. Thanks to his enhanced healing, he always gets back up in the morning.

When the planets align with Hobie coming home early and uninjured, you heal his soul by making him his favorite meal. Hobie helps a lot, no matter how many times you kick him out of the kitchen so he could relax for once. He couldn't help himself by helping you cook. Whenever you two are in the kitchen, laughter and warmth fills your modest flat.

"Hobie, you're gonna make the soup all clumpy!" You say with wide eyes as he straight up pours all the cornstarch without mixing it properly.

"I don't believe in consistency" Hobie tells you straight faced.

"What does that even mean!" You push him away with your hips, so you could fix the soup. He grabs you by the waist and lifts you up easily.

"Hobie, where are you taking me?!" You feign anger with your voice, but you failed when a giggle escaped your throat.

"I like it chewy!" Hobie replies with a smile.

"It's soup, it's not supposed to be chewy!" You struggle in his arms as he brings you to the couch. He drops you on the couch with an oof coming from you

"No Chewy soup for you then" he leans down on top of you for a kiss.

After a warm bath, you do your skincare routine or you try to at least, you keep stopping with your routine though. With Hobie sitting with one leg up on your counter, wearing a pair of fresh pajama pants that have a bunch of guitars printed on them, (You bought them for him years ago as a joke, he claims he hates them but he keeps wearing them the moment they come out of the washing machine) He's wearing one of his homemade band shirts, with its sleeves cut off by Hobie himself, his arms in full display. So you can't help but get distracted.

"Y'know you could always ask me to put some on you" you turn to him, eyes gleaming with hope that he finally takes you up on your offer.

"Like I'll ever need them" he winks at you. "And y'know how I don't like consumerism"

Knowing that he's won again, you shake your head at him with a small smile.

A few weeks later you find out why he's been watching you so intensely every time you do your skincare routine. You're out one night drinking with your friends at a local pub.

You get home drunk off your ass, This time Hobie's the one waiting for you on the couch. He shoots up from the couch the second he hears your keys jingle.

"Had fun, love?" He's waiting for you nonchalantly acting as if he wasn't snoring away on the couch.

"Heyyo baby" You greet him by hugging his middle. "Had soo much funn" your slurred speech making him smile.

"You also look like it" He tells your disheveled state.

"You're meannn" You say as he leads you to your shared bathroom.

He perches you on top of the counter with ease. And grabs all your skincare from the medicine cabinet.

"Whatcha doin" you asked with your head tilted, focusing really hard on Hobie's hands while he opens up your micellar water.

"Cleaning you up, so you don't break out" he says as he puts the soaked cotton ball on your face, softly cleaning it. "You're gonna thank me in the morning"

"Aha! So you do listen, you big softie you!" You playfully jab his face. In retaliation he rubs at your eyelids with the cotton ball without telling you.

"Whoops" he smirks. You give him your best angry face you could muster up while in your state, which ended up with Hobie laughing at your face.

If Hobie still has piercings that aren't fully healed yet, you offer your help in cleaning the hard to reach areas. If you have piercings that still need to be taken care of, Hobie always instigates to clean it for you since you always forget or are too tired to do it yourself.

Hobie's cleaning your new helix piercing with a cotton swab and saline. You're sitting on his lap, your back facing him.

" You're not a worm stop squirming" Hobie says, frustrated with you moving away from his lap.

"It tickles Hobie" You say with a laugh.

"Keep moving like that, and you'll get tickled a different way" Hobie teases, as he loops his legs on top of yours, locking you in place.

"Hobie!" You gasp at his implication.

At the end of the night you both finally lay down on your shared bed, you snuggle up to Hobie, as he tucks you both in the comforter. You cuddle and talk about your day until you both passout.

A/n: Hope you enjoyed reading! Sorry if it looks weird on pc, since I'm posting this on mobile. Feel free to like and reblog! ♥️

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buck-nialled · 2 years

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Bedhead - N. Horan Imagine

NOTE: more niall fluff! woot woot! also a swear word, maybe two? yeah, definitley two.

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SUMMARY: you spend the night and niall’s house for the first time. bedhead and thoughts of the future ensue...

When Niall offered the invitation to spend the night at his flat yesterday, it wasn’t a surprising request. With your hectic schedules clashing the past couple of weeks, meeting for lunch on your work break or squeezing into his studio for a couple of minutes wasn’t cutting it. It was turning you feral to go a day without seeing him, especially because these are days you should be cherishing with him before his next tour begins.

And Niall?

Niall was itching just as much to get his daily dose of your laugh, and special hug you only give him, and delicious cooking that never fails to linger on his taste buds like each kiss you press to his lips. He finally sent you the fateful text offering you to come over later and not leave till morning in the midst of trying to write a stubborn chorus. Each time his mind traveled away from possible lyrics and instead imagined how your workday was treating you, his pencil would slide hopelessly off of the paper of his journal. Needless to say, working on the song came to be fruitless since he hasn’t felt the presence of his muse—you, always you��for some time.

As soon as his phone chimed with your response—can I bring my own blanket? I’m picky—Niall was bustling out of the building to straighten up his place before your visit. It was impossible to wipe the growing smile from his face, his mom would be proud to see him grinning like mad whilst hanging up clothes he’d been neglecting and vacuuming his rug. By the time he hand washed the final plate speckled with remnants of last night’s dinner, the doorbell rang.

It was quite a talent, how the man could walk out and sing to sold-out venues packed with thousands of strangers. But when his favorite human alerted their presence at his front door, he lost footing on his venture there and felt knots tightening in his stomach. As soon as the door swung ajar and he saw you standing there, already adorned in sweats and a throw blanket in hand, the knots faded. All the nerves from earlier weren’t as prominent and when you brought him in for his special hug, he didn’t hesitate to reciprocate the tight embrace for a second.

He sucks in a sharp breath, inhaling your shampoo that always gets him wobbly in the knees. “Gods, I’ve missed you.” He admits as you dig your nose into the crook of his neck.

“That’s a relief because I’ve also missed you,” your mumble is near incoherent with your lips pressed below his ear, but with your proximity, he makes out most of it. “Umm…” when you two finally separate, you raise your Sherpa throw to be in his view. “You never replied to my text, but I brought it anyway.”

“Of course, lover. That’s fine. Come on in, I was just about to start dinner.” You trailed behind him inside, already bundling yourself with the blanket.

“Oh, you’re cooking?” Niall eyes you suspiciously at the inquiry, not that you had much reason to be judgemental of his average culinary skill.

“Did you have something else in mind?” You wiggle your body in the midst of climbing up onto his kitchen island. Carefully, he approaches you, humming for an answer to his question.

“Would it be selfish of me to ask for a cheat day from you? We can order Nando’s and watch that new true-crime documentary—“ you gasp as Niall’s lips collide with yours instantaneously. You relish in the feeling of the smooth pair gliding with yours like a well-rehearsed dance.

“Is that a yes?”

“It’s a fuck yes.” Niall corrects, before reattaching his lips with yours.

Halfway through your chicken bowl and the true-crime documentary you swore you would stay awake until the end for—-despite your extensive workday—Niall found you in a deep slumber against his chest and blanketed with your throw and his arm. As soon as he discovered you snoozing, he made it his mission to pause the documentary so you would not miss anything, and escort you to his bed. In his endeavor to be unnoticed when picking you up and laying you on his duvet, you still stirred awake to find him swearing under his breath and trying to exit.

“Where are you going?” You ask lowly, barely making out his figure in the dim light.

“Heading to the couch, you need a good night's sleep.”

“Not without you.” Niall turns his attention back to your half-lidded stare and desperate pout. “Come here.” You plead, lifting the covers and scooting over to make a spot for him beside you. With this née invitation, Niall wasted no time shedding his sweatpants and old band t-shirt before shuffling beside you. You turn to face one another, admiring what you could in the minimal light.

Out of curiosity, you whisper. “Who do you think is gonna have the worst bedhead tomorrow?”

“Definitley me.” He snorts, roping an arm around your waist to tug you closer to him.

“I don’t believe that for a second.”

“You’re underestimating me then, petal. My roots have a mind of their own.” He argues.

“Just wait till the morning, you’ll be regretting those words.” Your slur causes a smirk to climb onto Niall’s face and has him now imagining what he might wake up to. He simply leaves you with a murmur of, “g’night lover” and a gentle kiss to the crown of your head before allowing himself to fully sink into his mattress.

Out of all the images he dreamt of last night depicting what your “bedhead” might consist of, the last thing Niall expected to wake up to was cold sheets and a pillow tucked beneath his arm. The genius you were, disguised it with your throw blanket to radiate the scent of you and lull Niall back to sleep in case he stirred. After willing himself out of bed and emerging into the kitchen, he discovered you at his table built for two with last night’s leftovers and the daily newsprint in your hand.

Once spotting him still bare-chested with his unruly hair matted somewhat to his forehead, you spoke in between bites of your chicken. “Oh good, you’re up. What’s a five-letter word meaning…score of one over par on any hole?”

Niall could only muster a chuckle, as he admired the golden light peeking through the windows–allowing you to bask in it like a goddess. He languidly approaches the table to bend down and press a chaste kiss to your lips. “That’s a bogey, love.” Your eyes continuously flickered back up to his as you filled in the crossword with the proper term. Niall felt drowned in serotonin by the sight of you in his house, at his table, with no motivation to do anything but finish the daily crossword and keep him company. However, when his eyes traveled up to perceive your hair tied up and out of view, he felt…betrayed.

“Oi…what’s all that for?” His accent, still thick and raspy from sleep, interrogated you as he twirled a finger around his head.

“What? My bun?” Your pupils glanced up, though it did not aid you in seeing the messy up-do you attempted earlier in the morning. “It’s keeping my hair out of my face.”

“Uh-uh. Unacceptable.” Niall shook his head firmly while softly planting a fist on the table.

“Excuse me?” you inquired with a teasing smile.

“Last night, you promised me bedhead. Even said I’ll be regretting my words after I said I’d have the worst.” You recall last night clearly and nod your head through his explanation.

“That I did…”

“Well, I held up my end of the bargain.” He states, going as far as to “flip” some imaginary locks over his shoulders. “Now it’s your turn.”

With a sigh, you relinquish your hair from the elastic-band trap you planted earlier and allowed the locks to fall and frame your face wildly. Some pieces were knotted and awaiting service from a good brush, others were sticking wildly about in every direction. And despite the grease in your roots and sight of dead ends severely in need of a trim, you and Niall couldn’t help but grin at one another.

“Well?” Niall scoffs.

“Wow…you were right. The worst bedhead.” He confirms, admiring the silky strands.

“Told you.” You giggle, returning your gaze to the next crossword clue while Niall continues to admire your hair. And as he finally takes a seat across from you, stealing bites of your leftovers while you aren’t looking, and looking forward to the future where there will hopefully be more mornings with the daily crossword, and you correcting him with your beadhead, and more Nando’s sat between you–he also thinks about the spare key stowed away in his bedside drawer. He thinks of how good it would look next to your car keys, or next to his own set of keys on the table by his front door.

But he’s already asked to see your bedhead. And you both agreed to take things slow from the start. So, all he will have to do is wait a few more mornings.

“What are you staring at me for?” Shyly, you bringh the newspaper up to shield most of your face. With your eyes still peering over the paper, you observe Niall’s reddening cheeks. I guess now works too, he thinks to himself before drawinhg a deep breath.

“Will you move in with me?” You ponder his question for a few moments, leaving space for a noticable tension to fill the room. Niall can feel his muscles tightening as you slowly fold the newspaper up and place it gently on the table, before sitting up from your seat. Niall gulps, fearing the worst until you are grappling his shoulders across the table to meet you in the middle for a searing kiss.

“Is that a yes?” He beckons in between several more kisses. You shudder beneath his lips, ones you never wanted to spend another morning without.

“It’s a fuck yes.”

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usedtobecooler · 1 year

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Oh my fuck if you used your writerly powers for Billy Knight *chews on pillow*

How about making Billy come twice, he'd be so desperate to be good for you but overstimulated and a mess. Can be from riding him until he's hard again, sucking him off, idk my eyeballs are gonna explode if I think about it too much 😱

Pairing | Billy Knight x fem!reader

Warnings | sexual content (18+ minors dni), handjobs (not really, it's over his pants lol), oral m receiving, piv sex, unprotected sex (wrap it kids), dubious content (possibly? it's very much wanted but billy doesn't voice his consent), premature ejaculation, overstimulation, mentions of poor mental health, mentions of medication, mention of physical ticks, health facility setting, fluff, angst, billy is incredibly touch starved.

Word Count | 3k

A/N | this was purely self-indulgent because i love billy so much, i've not proofread it so if you see any mistakes no you didn't

"Bill, how longs it been since a girl touched you?" You ask quietly, leaning out to rest your hand on his knee. You don't miss the way his leg jerks a little under the touch, like you'd burned him with a match.

"I don't - I don't know. Not since I was in school, a while ago." Billy's voice is thick, wet, accent shining through with every word he speaks. You can tell he's mortified by your question, the way his tick kicks up a little after being stagnant the whole of your visit so far, the constant swiping of his nose turning it red raw.

You wince a little at his confession, can't help but screw your face up - it's obvious that you look sad for him. He hadn't had it easy his whole adulthood, really, being constantly in and out of hospital for various mental health disorders meant that he was starved in the affection department, too busy trying to get better before he could focus on a girl.

He looks like he's getting better, that you can tell. He was finally allowed visitors in his room, not in the mess hall, which meant he was being trusted alone without constant supervision. He also just looked cleaner cut; the black Henley adorning his toned torso suited him so much better than the baggy grey hoodie he always wore. His hair was neat, combed back, though his stubbly beard still remained.

He looked nicer with it, you thought. Not so much like a scared schoolboy, it made him look older in a more masculine way. He'd told you the medication was helping, too, that he was sleep schedule was improving and he wasn't so anxiety ridden all the time, scared that somebody was coming to get him.

This private place had been better than anywhere the NHS had sent him, clearly having money was the big factor in whether mental health sufferers really ever got the help they needed. You didn't pry him on where the money came from to pay for the treatment, sometimes it was better to stay out of the Knights' business.

"Where were you, uh, going with this?" Billy's shaky voice snaps you out of your trance, and you realise you'd been staring back and forth between his face, chest and crotch unabashedly this entire time. Your cheeks heat up, and you glance away to look at the clock ticking behind his head, suddenly becoming so interesting.

"You'll think I'm being so silly," You sputter, subtly fanning your face with your hand that wasn't still slapped on Billy's knee, in a bid to cool down a little, embarrassment taking over your whole body, "I just thought that, maybe, it'd help you relax a little if you, or if I helped you... take the edge off."

Billy cocks his head to the side, confusion etching onto his features before it dawns on him exactly what you meant. He flushes a deep red, "Oh, um. The prescription pills they have me on s-sort of... stop me from being able to f-finish, uh, lot of the time."

You're the reason he's stuttering, you know that and it's making you want to lunge at him and wrap him up in a big hug to calm him down. You've clearly mortified him with your question, too forward and full on for somebody who may as well still have been a virgin with the amount of time that'd gone by since he'd last been in any sexual encounter that wasn't with his own right hand.

"I can... well I can try?" You say it like it's a question, eyes flitting back to look at him once more, the heat on his face making him look even more endearing, his long dark lashes fanning across the tips of his cheeks as he closes his eyes and sucks in a sharp breath.

Your hand had inched further up his thigh without you even realizing, and you gasp when the back of your hand brushes against his obvious erection through his dark jogging bottoms. You question now if it's not actually embarrassment that's making him flush so dark - but arousal instead.

"You'll tell me if I'm reading this wrong, yeah?" You ask him gently, voice barely above a whisper as you slide your palm over his cock through the thick material of his pants, clear outline making it obvious he had no underwear on underneath. Your breath hitches as you go to curl your hand around his length, so thick that your fingers can't wrap around it fully.

You're watching in awe as a wet patch starts to form on the soft cotton, dampening it until it's stained darker, whilst you go between ghosting your hand up and down gently and squeezing softly. Billy can't rip his eyes away from you, drifting back and forth between your shocked face and your hand grasping at him.

"I'm gonna cum, darlin'. Sorry, shit," Billy's hand claws onto the leather arm of his chair and he's hunching in on himself, coming with a low, gruff moan, painting the inside of his sweatpants with his release.

Your eyes widen in shock, a gasp escaping your lips as you sit back and take in what just happened. Your thighs clench, a wave of heat overcoming your body at the thought of him coming undone so easily under your touch.

"M'sorry, this is so embarrassing." Billy's whiny little voice breaks the silence, he throws his head back and rubs at his face with his hands. They're big enough that they completely engulf his features, making his head seem small in comparison. In that split second, you decide you want - no, need to have his hands all over you. You needed to show him what it was like to touch a girl, feel her go pliant under his touch.

"It's not." You say it all too quick, hand tearing away from his crotch to grab at his arm and pull his hands away from his face so he could look at you properly. His eyes are watering, big brown orbs clearly showing his distress and it makes your heart ache, "It's not embarrassing, Bill. It's normal, you've not been touched by another person in, what, seven years? Maybe longer? Don't feel like you should be better at this."

You slip out of your own chair across from Billy, sliding onto your knees in front of him with a dull thud, shuffling between his spread legs, "Can I touch you again? Proper this time?" Your voice is barely above a whisper, batting your lashes at him prettily, "I promise I'll make it good for you."

Billy shakes out a stuttered sigh, cock already kicking up again in interest at the thought of your bare flesh connecting with his own. You're so gorgeous, he's thought about you in this way for so long, but he always thought you'd do better than him. That you could do better than him.

He thought you were only still friendly with him out of pity, at the end of the day you had been Jimmy's friend first. You hadn't had any dealings with Jimmy in years, yet you always still checked in with Billy, visited often. Maybe it was because you knew he didn't really have any other friends, nobody to look out for him but you.

Billy hazards a glance down at you when he feels your fingers brush over the waistband of his soiled sweats, helps you by lifting his hips up when you tug at them to pull them down. You leave them to pool at his ankles, no patience to take them off completely.

He's fully hard again just at the sight of you on your knees in front of him, leaky tip slapping against his belly, his previous load still glistening down his shaft, perfect for using to lube him up.

"Can I put my mouth on you?" You ask tentatively, fingers ghosting over his balls, up his shaft to wrap deftly around the tip. You pull his foreskin down a little to reveal the mushroom shaped head, another blurt of precum shooting out of his slit and coating your thumb.

Billy never does reply to you, too entranced with the look of your hand on his bare skin, your own flesh feeling so hot it almost burns, searing through his sensitive spots.

You shuffle forward a bit more, mouth hovering over the head of his cock so you can spit a glob of saliva onto it for extra lubricant. Billy hisses, big doe eyes staring at you, unblinking, in awe of you and what you're doing for him.

When your lips finally wrap around the tip, you can't help the moan that leaves you. He tastes salty but clean as you suck and lick at him, heady in such a delicious way it intoxicates you, clouds your senses. You move your hand a bit lower so you can take more of him in, having to bring up your other hand to wrap with it so you can cover his shaft properly.

He's so thick, stretching your mouth wide and cracking your lips. You sink down a bit further, taking more of his cock in until you're gagging, throat closing up around him.

You can hear Billy's fingernails scratching at the leather of the chair, his hips stuttering up into your mouth in a telltale sign that he's close to coming already. His belly is shaking, moans escaping him in quick presession like he can't contain them.

You can't let him come like this; you had to have his cock in you before your visit was over, your core ached for it, your panties feeling damp just from touching him. Billy consumed your entire being, had you feeling needy and desperate.

When you release his dick with a 'pop' he sputters out a little whine, a clear sign that he was so close to the edge before you finished what you were doing.

You look up at him through wet lashes, his face burning a deep purple and the veins on his neck popping from the strain of him struggling not to come. You get up off your knees, pulling your tights down your legs along with your panties so that you're bare from the bottom down, sliding your shirt up over your head to just leave you in a bra on top.

"What're you, shit," Billy struggles to get his words out, ticking and wiping his nose with the backs of his fingers, "what're you doing?"

"Can I ride you?" You ask gently, edging closer to him and kicking his feet until his legs are a bit closer together. Billy nods, and you take that as permission to mount him, spread legs bracketing his hairy thighs.

You flip your skirt up a little, reaching behind you to grab at the base of Billy's cock. You rub the tip in between your folds, all whilst watching him and you don't miss the way his eyes roll back, head tipping so his stubbly neck is bared to you.

You take it slowly, sliding down inch by inch until your cunt is nestled against his groin, thatch of dark pubes tickling your delicate skin. You feel so full it's delicious, his thick cock feeling like it was made to be nestled deep in you.

Billy instinctively reaches out to grab at your hips, stilling you from moving until he got used to the feeling of your soaking wet cunt enveloping him. He breathes in and out deeply, not even baring to look at you, worried he'd blow his load immediately if he did.

You bring your hands out to gently brush over his cheeks, silently forcing him to look at you, which he does eventually. He's just so pretty, his big brown orbs watery and bloodshot, his plump red lips bitten, his cute nose darkened from the constant rubbing as he ticked.

He was so perfect you couldn't fucking stand it. You let your knees do some work for you, finally lifting up a few inches and sinking back down to the hilt. Billy's eyes flutter shut, a high-pitched moan leaving him, the feeling of your sopping, gummy cunt tightening around him feeling fucking heavenly.

You pick up a steady pace quickly, letting yourself be consumed by Billy completely. His big hands running up and down from your waist to your hips and back again, his moans and whimpers clouding your head, his thick cock nudging at your insides so deliciously it made you ache.

You remove your hands from his face, reaching to unclasp your bra and let it fall, baring your tits to him. You shake him gently to make him open his eyes, so he can get a good eyeful. What you don't expect is for him to lean forward immediately and latch onto your left nipple, suckling gently.

"Oh, Billy," You're a moaning mess above him, your cunt feeling so full, whole body on fire with the feeling of his body hard pressed against yours. He's mouthing at your breasts, sucking on your nipples as if his life depended on it.

He's whining, hips stuttering up against yours to meet your bounces. There's no real rhythm to it, his inexperience clear as day, but you're struggling to care with how good he's making you feel. The catch and drag of the head of his cock brushing your spongey spot, making your pussy slicker than before.

"God, darling, I'm so sorry," Billy groans, letting go of your nipple and kissing along the swell of your tit instead, whining out as you speed up a little, helping him chase his orgasm, "I'm gonna cum, fuck."

"Do it, babe, s'okay," You moan, tugging at his hair a little to get him to crane his neck up, to finally press a kiss to his lips. That's what does it for him, has his hips stuttering against yours as he comes deep inside of you.

He opens his mouth to moan, and you take that as your opportunity to deepen the kiss, slipping your tongue into his mouth to lap lazily against his own. He shudders through his orgasm, your hips slowing down to a stop when he starts to shake with overstimulation.

He's not very good at kissing, but his plump lips and wide tongue make up for it. You find your cunt fluttering at the feeling, clamping down around his cock to milk the final bit of come out of him. You try not to be disappointed that you haven't been able to chase your own release, too focused on making Billy feel good.

You're not sure when you stop kissing, but when you do and you open your eyes again, you notice Billy's eyes are wet and his cheeks are stained with tear marks. You wipe his tears away with your thumb, smiling at him until he's forced to smile back.

"Good?" You ask gently, hips rocking subtly, his soft cock still nudging slightly against your soft spot. You try not to be pushy, knowing he'd be sensitive, but you can't help but want to do it again, the coil in your gut still wound tight with need.

Billy nods, huffing out a little, "I can - I can feel that, you know?" He says, nodding towards your soft hips moving, "It's - it's really sensitive, God."

You continue moving your hips in silence, squeezing your cunt around him, feeling his dick throbbing inside of you like it's trying to pique interest again. You really hope it does, you need to do this for a little longer, just a little.

"You can come again though, right? Let me try, please?" You're basically begging him, forehead to forehead and circling your hips back and forth on his already half hard cock and he's crying again, overcome with pleasure and sensitivity, struggling to think straight through the feeling of you on top of him.

Billy nods anyway, a silent yes and you use the leverage of your knees on the hard material of the chair to rise back up again, sinking back down softly. You do it like this until he's fully hard again, up down, up down, up down, your nails digging into the skin of his neck to keep yourself stable.

His hot hands on your waist make your skin feel like it's on fire, has your tummy coiling even tighter, the telltale sign of your own orgasm beginning to wash over you with every drag of his cock head against your gummy walls.

"That's it, Bill, God, your cock feels so good." You cry out, chasing your high until your cunt spasms around him and you feel the white-hot waves of pleasure crashing around you. A gush of slick comes from you, making your pussy impossibly wetter, so wet you feel it drip down your inner thighs onto Billy's own.

You feel like you black out for a second, only coming to when you feel Billy's hands grip onto your hips impossibly tighter so he can fuck up into you from below, his wet moans telling you he's close to coming again, too.

"Fuck, I love you, darling, shit. Love you, always have, m'so sorry, fuckfuck," Billy's hands slide up your back, tugging you until you're impaled on his cock impossibly deeper, chest pressed flush to his own as he comes for the third time, face buried into your neck tightly.

Your heart swells at his words, face flushing dark at the confession. Your insides bloom warmly, consumed with the sheer love you have for him, "I love you too, Bill. Loved you forever, was it not obvious?"

Billy's crying against your chest, hot tears spilling onto your bare chest, "No, I didn't, God, why didn't you tell me?"

"You needed to get better first, Bill." Your voice is soft, hand deftly running over his hair soothingly, "You're getting better now, though. It was time. I'm here forever, I'm not going anywhere."

You whisper encouraging words into his skin until his cries come to a stop, his shuddering body finally stilling. He'd finish his treatment, get the fuck out of here and you could start your life together.

It was the only thing keeping him focused on getting better - he needed to, to go out and see the world with you by his side.

#i'm gonna gnaw my fucking arm off by the way #i have felt so many things writing this it's not even funny omg #billy knight #billy knight fic #billy knight strike #billy knight x reader #billy knight fluff #billy knight smut #billy knight x female reader #billy knight x fem!reader #cb strike #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn smut #joseph quinn x you #joseph quinn fic #joseph quinn x female reader #my fanfic #mine

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pfhwrittes · 28 days

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the aftermath.

rating: mature audiences.

pairing: john "soap" mactavish x simon "ghost" riley.

word count: 1.8k

notable tags / warnings: transgender john "soap" mactavish, fluff, humour, very light angst, references to offscreen sex, egregious use of scots, banter, swearing.

A/N: i wrote this instead of sleeping, it was meant to be the set up for another part of my trans!soap drabbles but it took a wild left turn into feelsville and so no actual smut occurs in this fic. however, it is funny and fluffy (in my opinion). as always this can be considered to be very lightly edited so typos and weird grammatical goofs are likely to remain so for that i apologise.

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unsurprisingly, it’s kyle that catches on and confronts him the following afternoon as johnny pushes some truly god awful looking peas around his tray in the mess.

“so, who’d you fuck last night then mate?”

kyle plunks himself into the seat opposite johnny, dropping his tray with a clatter. the shepherd’s pie on his tray sags slightly and johnny feels a disarming bolt of empathy for the oozing mince and potato blob. sue him, he’s still feeling a little tender in places, alright? not that he’ll be admitting that to garrick of all people.

“dunno what you’re oan about pal.” johnny sniffs and pokes a particularly dehydrated pea with his fork. there we go, nice and breezy. no need to give the game away son.

kyle scoffs and aims a kick at johnny’s shin under the table.

“oi! ya fuckin’ roaster, the fuck wis that for!”

“i know you fucked someone last night. price was complaining about the stink in his office this morning.” kyle points his fork at johnny’s chest accusingly.

well, shit. johnny knew he should’ve got simon to crack the window before he got fucked seven ways from sunday. again, not that garrick needed to know that particular practical tid-bit of organising a secret rendez-vouz with your superior officer.

johnny clears his throat nonchalantly and picks the spot over kyle’s left ear to address.

“who’s to say it wasnae the captain gettin’ some last night?”

the look kyle directs at johnny could probably be used to store clean cut finnish ice directly from fucking lapland with how freezing it is.

“because he was with me, you tosspot.”

johnny can’t help the way his face slips from carefully blank neutrality into something a wee bit more salacious.

“oh aye, is that right?” johnny abandons looking at kyle’s ear to shoot him the dirtiest smirk he can muster.

“fuck off mactavish.” kyle scowls, “you know what i meant. he was watching the bloody footie with me.”

“is that what you kids are callin’ it these days, eh?” johnny waggles his eyebrows knowingly just to watch kyle glare even harder as he leans forwards to stab johnny in the chest with his fork.

“hey! mind the nipples, they’re fuckin’ custom! i spent money on these things!” johnny pouts and rubs gingerly at his top, pulling a face as he smears mashed potato into the fabric. gross garrick.

“shut up, you got ‘em on the NHS like everyone else, you dickhead.” kyle shoots back.

what was sure to be a brilliantly witty retort gets silenced as price appears from nowhere, glowering down at his two sergeants like he’s just found two of his wayward puppies rolling in something long dead and incredibly pungent.

“mactavish. a word.”

johnny gulps and shoots kyle a betrayed look as soon as price’s back is turned.

“oh sorry mate. must’ve slipped my mind. captain’s looking for you.” kyle grins, looking for all the world like butter wouldn’t melt in that clever wee mouth of his.

bastard.

––

johnny does not fidget. not even once. he’s cool, he’s calm, he’s co-

“it was reported that you were seen leaving this office - my office - at 0300 hours this morning, sergeant.” price rumbles from behind the - his - desk.

-mpletely and utterly fucked.

and not in the way he was only twelve hours previous. in this very room. over that very same desk. steamin’ jesus.

johnny pointedly does not meet price’s gaze, instead he continues staring at the cinderblock behind his captain’s shoulder like it contains the secrets of the universe. or perhaps a false brick that when nudged just right would open a portal to hell under his feet.

the chair under price’s bulk creaks as he settles back, watching for any sign of guilt or admission. the cigar propped on the edge of the cut glass ashtray sends a smoky tendril into the air as it drifts lazily to the window that johnny can see is cracked open a fraction in his peripheral vision.

“nothing to say, sergeant?” price’s voice is deceptively soft and a shudder runs up johnny’s spine unbidden. fuuuuuuck. the way he sees it, he’s either fucked once if he admits to being somewhere he very much shouldn’t have been with company he definitely shouldn’t have been fraternising with, or fucked twice if he tries to deny it without knowing all the facts. he is, as the big bastard himself would say, in a spot tighter than a nun’s cunt.

johnny swallows drily, preparing to take possibly the stupidest risk of his career and possibly his life so far, when a solid knock on the closed door saves him. thank christ. his heart soars -

“enter.” price commands.

almost immediately the hulking figure and current cause of johnny’s predicament steps through the door near silently to stand shoulder to shoulder with johnny. just a hair too close to be considered professional.

“lieutenant riley, good of you to join us.”

- and promptly falls out his arse.

good to know that there was a third and far worse option available to him.

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centuries or possibly even aeons later, a knock rouses johnny from the light doze he’d slipped into immediately after clambering into the tiny twin bed provided in his room. sent away from price’s office in disgrace, the sounds of his shouting still ringing in his ears. but even worse, the way that simon - ghost - simon had refused to even look at johnny before he turned on his heel and stalked down the corridor. away from him.

“nngh.” johnny grunts intelligently and swipes a slightly tacky palm over his face before letting it drop to brush against the worn carpet tiles. fuck getting up to let price in here to yell at him some more, or to deal with gaz’s kicked puppy look. he’ll stay exactly where he is ta very much, despite the way a spring in the lumpy mattress is poking into his right kidney something fierce. and the fact that now he’s awake he could do with a drink to rinse away the gummy feeling in his mouth. eurgh.

the knock sounds again.

“fer fucks sake, come in then ya -” johnny calls out grumpily, lifting his head from the pillow and his eyes flying open so he can glare at the door from his supine position.

and once again, simon “here to make shit worse for him specifically” riley steps through the door.

“- prick.” johnny finishes weakly. oh. well this is awkward.

simon hums quietly in agreement and quietly shuts the door with his foot. johnny blinks, not entirely sure if he’s agreeing with being called a prick or if the situation is awkward.

“bit o’ both really.” simon rumbles. ah, right yeah. johnny’s always had a habit of saying the first few thoughts that pop into his head immediately after being woken up. always makes one night stands a bit awkward in the mornings.

“hm. is that the reason you’ve never let me stay the night then?” simon asks as he drops heavily into the tactically acquired chair in the corner of the room paying no mind to the fact he’s sitting on johnny’s freshly laundered skivvies.

“somethin’ like that, aye.” johnny swallows awkwardly, christ he needs a drink of water, “that an’ i thought we’d get -”

“caught.” simon finishes tiredly.

johnny huffs out a sound that if he was being charitable could be considered a laugh under the right circumstances. this isn’t the right circumstances. obviously.

“aye. yeah. that an’ all.”

a silence stretches between the two of them then. it’s uncomfortable to say the least, aching in a similar way to johnny’s neck as he continues to peer at simon, who is sagging like a half-empty rucksack. johnny lets his head drop back onto the flat pillow underneath him so he can gaze sightlessly up at the water stained ceiling tile. what a fuckin’ mess.

“‘m sorry.”

it’s said so quietly johnny could half believe he imagined it.

“‘s not yer fault, don’t worry about it.” johnny says flatly to the water mark on the ceiling. he closes one eye and squints, hm. looks a bit like a pair of knickers like that. johnny hears simon take a steadying breath from across the space. oh. johnny opens both eyes and lifts his head, his expression carefully blank.

simon is hunched over now, his elbows resting on his thick thighs and he’s staring fixedly at the carpet just in front of his boots, purposefully avoiding johnny’s eyes.

“simon?” it’s a gentle nudge but johnny watches as simon’s broad shoulders tense up, his biceps flexing as he fidgets with his clasped hands. oh. that’s more of an admission of guilt or responsibility than anything simon could say. johnny knows this man, inside and out at this point. he’s economical with movement in a way that can only ever be learned through being completely aware of your size and surroundings. never a fidgeter. always still. always controlled.

“‘m sorry.” simon repeats quietly, allowing his head to hang down and exposing the soft nape of his neck where his balaclava gapes away from his shirt. in better circumstances johnny would get up and chance a kiss on his exposed skin just to hear him make a soft pleased noise that always reminds johnny of a cat purring out a raspy mrrr of contentment.

“did ye go to price an’ tell him then?” johnny asks levelly despite the way his heart has suddenly decided to reside in his large intestine again for the second time today.

simon’s head jerks up and he frowns.

“no - i - no.” simon states firmly and johnny takes a shuddering breath. good.

“good.” he says out loud. “i didnae think ye would.” johnny tacks on just to watch some of the tension in simon’s shoulders leak away. the urge to comfort simon wells up behind johnny’s ribs, it’s a tender thing and it makes johnny’s breath hitch a little unsteadily. he sighs dramatically to cover it and flops his head back onto the pillow again.

“c’mon then, get over here ya big bastard.” johnny orders faux-peevishly.

“what.”

johnny groans and rolls his eyes. simon can be unbelievably dense when it comes to intimacy that doesn’t involve being bent over the nearest suitable surface sometimes.

“‘mon then, i want a cuddle before price decides to split us up for the rest of our careers.” johnny raises his arms and makes a grabbing motion much like a wee toddler would to demand being picked up. johnny tries not to be insulted when that seems to be the reason that simon hefts himself to his feet to stand awkwardly at the side of the bed.

“‘m not gonna fit.” he states and johnny rolls his eyes again.

“sure ye will, just don’t squash my tits, alright?”

there’s a pause before simon states in his usual blunt manner -

“how th’ fuck am i meant to do that, you ‘ad ‘em chopped off at eighteen.”

and for some reason that makes johnny burst into relieved laughter.

aye, they’ll be alright.

#simon ghost riley x john soap mactavish #ghostsoap #soapghost #ghoap #call of duty fanfic #jm #sr #transgender john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley is a bit of a secret marshmallow #kyle gaz garrick is a little shit #john price is annoyed by his subordinates (again)#and i decided to write this instead of sleeping #scheduled post #please forgive any spelling errors i beg of you #surprise! posting this instead of my usual WIP Wednesday snippet

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bloody-bee-tea · 2 years

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Entirely necessary

Nie Mingjue feels a tingling sensation in his stomach when Jiang Cheng laughs at something he said and that is to be expected, given how long Nie Mingjue has been in love with Jiang Cheng already.

What is not to be expected is the cold shudder of fear that runs down his back at the same time.

He tries to subtly look around but they are at a party and it’s hard to find out if anyone has been staring at him.

He frowns at Nie Huaisang when he catches his eyes, trying to convey that someone here might be watching either him or Jiang Cheng but Nie Huaisang only narrows his eyes at them before he comes over.

“A-Cheng,” he whines as soon as he is in reach, throwing himself at Jiang Cheng who catches him with practiced ease and then gives an apologetic smile to Nie Mingjue.

As if Nie Mingjue would ever mind that Jiang Cheng and Nie Huaisang get along so well.

“What is it now?” Jiang Cheng asks, rolling his eyes but completely focused on Nie Huaisang.

“You haven’t been paying attention to me all evening,” Nie Huaisang complaints and Nie Mingjue can feel himself going red in the face.

That is at least partially his fault, because he’s been trying to hog as much of Jiang Cheng’s attention as he is willing to give him.

“It’s not as if you’re without company though, right?” Jiang Cheng says and shoots a look at Nie Zonghui, who has been at Nie Huaisang’s side all this time.

“True, true,” Nie Huaisang agrees, smiling brightly at Nie Zonghui before he turns his attention back to Jiang Cheng. “But now I want your attention. Da-ge, you don’t mind, right?” he asks and suddenly his voice is notably colder.

Nie Mingjue wonders if he fucked up somehow but then Nie Huaisang is smiling at him as if nothing happened and before Nie Mingjue can even find his voice, Nie Huaisang dragged Jiang Cheng off.

“What’s going on?” Nie Mingjue asks Nie Zonghui who got left behind as well and he just shrugs.

“Your guess is as good as mine,” he replies and Nie Mingjue sighs.

If something really is wrong or bothering Nie Huaisang, Nie Mingjue is sure that he will tell him eventually.

“Everything okay between you two though?” he can’t help but to ask because Nie Zonghui seems a little bit lost with Nie Huaisang’s behaviour as well. Nie Mingjue just hopes it’s not impacting their relationship.

“Everything’s fine,” Nie Zonghui replies. “At least I think.”

So he’s worried as well, Nie Mingjue notes and clasps his shoulder.

“I’m sure it’s nothing,” he tries to reassure both of them but you never know with Nie Huaisang.

And it seems like it’s not nothing at all, Nie Mingjue realizes over the course of the evening because Nie Huaisang just won’t stop.

Nie Mingjue can count himself lucky when he manages to coax Jiang Cheng away from Nie Huaisang–or anyone else really–but he only ever gets a few minutes alone with him before Nie Huaisang materializes seemingly out of thin air and wedges himself between them before he whisks Jiang Cheng away again right after he gives Nie Mingjue a glare.

“What the fuck,” Nie Mingjue mutters under his breath because it becomes increasingly obvious that it was Nie Huaisang who sent the first shiver of fear down his back and Nie Mingjue starts to get restless because he doesn’t know why.

To him it always seemed that Nie Huaisang was pushing him towards Jiang Cheng–not that he needed much convincing in the first place–so for him to react like this now is strange.

Strange enough that Nie Mingjue vows to confront him about it immediately when they get home.

It seems like he’s not the only one who notices, though because the next time Nie Huaisang slides up to them to steal Jiang Cheng away from Nie Mingjue, Jiang Cheng stands his ground.

“What are you doing, Huaisang?” Jiang Cheng asks, throwing an apologetic look at Nie Mingjue who nods at him.

“Doing my duty as best friend,” Nie Huaisang replies, for once not searching for any excuses but it still leaves both Jiang Cheng and Nie Mingjue confused.

“What duty would that be?” Nie Mingjue asks and Nie Huaisang levels him with a look before he very pointedly looks over to Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao who pretend not to look in their direction but are doing a very bad job of it and then his gaze wanders over to Wei Wuxian who doesn’t even seem to be aware that there are other people besides Lan Wangji in the room.

“So?” Jiang Cheng asks, clearly still as confused as before and Nie Mingjue has to agree with him.

He doesn’t get it.

“We’re going for late night dinner,” Nie Huaisang decides without explaining anything further and marches right off to Nie Zonghui, presumably to drag him along or to excuse himself.

“What is his problem?” Nie Mingjue mutters again, a frown on his face, but it immediately softens when Jiang Cheng steps closer to him.

“He doesn’t–I mean, it’s not as if he’s against–” Jiang Cheng trails off, a soft pink flush on his face and Nie Mingjue doesn’t have to be a genius to understand what he wants to know.

“No, I don’t think he’s against us flirting. Or becoming more, for that case,” Nie Mingjue says and leans down just enough so that his lips brush Jiang Cheng’s ear as he says it.

He’s delighted to find that the shell of Jiang Cheng’s ears flush too.

He’s even more delighted to find out that they are both on the same page about this.

“Okay,” Jiang Cheng softly says, leaning even more into Nie Mingjue’s space but they spring apart when Nie Huaisang clears his throat behind them.

“Dinner, now,” he snaps, his glare on Nie Mingjue and they immediately follow him without complaint.

“I think he’s angry with me, anyway,” Nie Mingjue whispers to Jiang Cheng as they trail after Nie Huaisang. “So no need to worry.”

“I don’t like him being angry at you, though,” Jiang Cheng replies as he reaches out for Nie Mingjue’s hand.

“We’ll find out what’s going on,” Nie Mingjue promises and squeezes Jiang Cheng’s hand.

Nie Huaisang clearly notices them whispering behind his back but he doesn’t say anything and just leads them to the next open diner they find.

There he ushers them into a booth before he slides in as well and he keeps silent until the waiter took their orders.

“Now,” he finally says when they have their drinks. “You,” he points at Jiang Cheng, “are only here because I know you’re going to worry off your pretty, little head if I dragged da-ge off alone, but you don’t get to say anything.”

“Rude,” Jiang Cheng gives back, though a lot of the tension flows out of his shoulders. Nie Huaisang glares at him. “But fine,” he allows and then leans back, clearly content to watch this play out.

While Jiang Cheng is now a lot more relaxed, Nie Mingjue is even more tense.

“So you’re unhappy with me.”

“I’m not unhappy with you,” Nie Huaisang immediately refutes him. “You’re just not getting away without a shovel talk first.”

“A what?” Nie Mingjue repeats, because he must have heard this wrong.

“A shovel talk, you heard me,” Nie Huaisang snaps out.

“Isn’t that usually a thing that siblings do?” Nie Mingjue asks. “So shouldn’t you give that to Wanyin instead?”

“So you don’t refute that you need one,” Nie Huaisang says ask he leans forward. “That gives you at least one point.”

“Huaisang,” Jiang Cheng tries, which Nie Mingjue appreciates, but of course Nie Huaisang shuts him down with one single look.

“No. You get a shovel talk from me because clearly no one else is going to bother. Sorry, A-Cheng. But Er-ge and San-ge were already gearing up to threaten the hell out of A-Cheng and Wei Wuxian hasn’t even realized that there could ever potentially be anything to threaten da-ge over, so I’m going to do it. It’s only fair.”

Put like that, Nie Mingjue realizes that Nie Huaisang is actually right. Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao would not hesitate to put the fear of all the gods into Jiang Cheng and Nie Mingjue does not have any faith in Wei Wuxian and Jiang Yanli to do the same to him. If anything, they would probably warn him off Jiang Cheng for all the wrong reasons.

“It is indeed,” Nie Mingjue agrees, apparently much to Jiang Cheng’s surprise.

“It is not! Huaisang, this is stupid! Mingjue, how can you even agree to this? No one should get a shovel talk at all!”

“But you will, Huaisang is right about that, no matter how sorry I am about it. So it’s only fair that I should get one, too. And Huaisang is your best friend, so of course he can do it.”

“I’ll even keep it short,” Nie Huaisang says and reaches over the table to pat Jiang Cheng’s hand. “Just so you don’t combust in embarrassment, alright.”

“You’re the worst,” Jiang Cheng grumbles but he leans back again, clearly resigned to his fate.

“Don’t I know it,” Nie Huaisang happily says and then turns serious so sudden that Nie Mingjue almost gets whiplash. “Now, listen here, Nie Mingjue!” he starts with and Nie Mingjue shudders.

Not once in their entire lives has Nie Huaisang called him by his full name and Nie Mingjue is surprised to find how wrong it feels.

“Oh my gods,” Jiang Cheng mutters and reaches out to take Nie Mingjue’s hand in his.

It can’t protect him from Nie Huaisang’s anger, though the effort is appreciated.

“I am listening,” Nie Mingjue says, taking this completely seriously.

It might be a little bit funny and over the top but Nie Mingjue has no doubts that Nie Huaisang means this. No matter what he’s going to threaten him with, he will keep his word about it should Nie Mingjue ever hurt Jiang Cheng.

Nie Mingjue is glad to know that Jiang Cheng has Nie Huaisang in his corner.

“This is so unnecessary,” Jiang Cheng grumbles, but Nie Mingjue only squeezes his hand and waits for Nie Huaisang to lay it all on him.

“It is entirely necessary,” Nie Huaisang shoots back and then pins Nie Mingjue with a hard glare. “So, should you ever hurt A-Cheng, should you ever do something he doesn’t want, should you ever do anything to break his heart, I’m going to bury you. Not literally, because you’re still my brother and I love you, but I’m going to make your life absolute hell. And you know I can do it.”

Nie Mingjue swallows when Nie Huaisang falls silent, because of course he knows that Nie Huaisang can and will do it and so he simply nods.

“I understand. I do not intend to do any of the things you just said, though.”

“If you ever start to want to do any of that, I’m going to know,” Nie Huaisang shoots back and that, too, is something Nie Mingjue believes him.

Nie Huaisang knew like a month before him that he was in love with Jiang Cheng.

“I know. I promise to cherish him like he deserves, though.”

“You better,” Nie Huaisang sniffs out and then clasps his hands together. “Since that is now out of the way, I’ll be going back to my own date and stop crashing yours,” he cheerfully tells them and gets up to leave without a look back.

“Well, that was something,” Nie Mingjue mutters as he stares after him.

“You shouldn’t encourage him,” Jiang Cheng grumbles at his side and Nie Mingjue turns towards him.

“Normally I would agree with you but in this instance I can’t. You deserve to have someone in your corner and he didn’t tell me anything I didn’t say to Zonghui as well.”

“But this is so embarrassing,” Jiang Cheng mutters. “Especially since we’re not even–”

“Yet. We’re not yet. But I am hoping this date changes that?” Nie Mingjue hopefully asks and strokes his thumb over the back of Jiang Cheng’s hand. “I mean-this is a date, right?”

Jiang Cheng seems to flounder for a second but then he straightens up, a determined look on his face.

“Of course this is a date. I did not let you get threatened over nothing.”

“That’s good to hear,” Nie Mingjue softly says and lifts their clasped hand to press a kiss to the back of Jiang Cheng’s. “And I apologize in advance for what Xichen and A-Yao are going to say to you.”

Jiang Cheng laughs at that. “As if they are going to be worse than Huaisang. I mean you got threatened by your own brother and over what?”

“Over the most precious person in my life right now,” Nie Mingjue gives back without hesitation and effectively shuts Jiang Cheng up again.

Nie Mingjue does enjoy the way he blushes.

“So he was right to do it.”

“You—” Jiang Cheng tries but he can’t seem to find the words and Nie Mingjue is probably not helping when he leans in to kiss the corner of his mouth.

“Me,” he agrees cheekily and then moves away when their food arrives.

Regretfully they have to let go of each other’s hands but they sit close enough that their arms and legs brush against each other and really, Nie Mingjue wouldn’t have it any other way for a first date.

And hopefully many more to come.

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Just wanted to let you know I love your 2007 imagines! Especially 2007 Leo, I saw your ghost bridal on ao3 and went FERAL. Just know if you write more 2007 stuff, I've probably already seen it. Awesome work 🫶

Hi!! Thank you very much! Yes, definitely will.

I'm working on the second part of Ninja's Heartstrings which is about 2007 Leo and Raph having a crush on reader, and she wants to have them both as boyfriends! greedy whore, isn't she?

I also have headcanons for the differences between Leo and Raph having a crush on you in Hard-crush (which is soon to have a part 2 featuring Donnie and Mikey)

I also made a post How would they fuck your brains out

And some birthday fluff with Raph going crazy about his feelings for you.

For softer tastes, I have some lovely things they'd do for you

As for the future, aside from part 2 of NH, I really have nothing planned, so feel free to request if anything comes to your mind :)

2007 is the verse I like the most, so please wander around the bog, there must be things I didn't include here hehe

#tt post #thanks for supporting my writing #tmnt 2007 #tmnt x reader #tmnt #tmnt smut #tmnt raph x reader #tmnt leo x reader #tmnt donatello #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt leo 2007 #tmnt raph 2007 #tmnt donnie 2007 #tmnt mikey 2007

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hi days the recommendation queen in NaruHina fandom☺️ I am looking for a fic one shot but a multiple chapters have the same prompts like the "tale of two ninjas" by magmawrite I already scrolled my 3 accounts but I couldn't find it😭 thanks in advance for the help days😘

hmmmm same prompts as magmawrites's Tales of Two Ninjas? I don't know about the SAME prompts since magmawrites's fics weren't exactly prompted by an event. So no fic would have all the exact same prompts as magmawrites's stuff.

I will take this opportunity to now list every single one-shot collection that I can find/think of. This will be very long.

One-Shot Collection NaruHina Fics

"Naruhina Month" by NaniMok - Rated T, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. Fluff, fluff and a little bit of something else. One shots written for Naruhina Month 2014.

"Sunbeams" by Mangospoons - Rated T, Canon-Divergent AU, Related one-shots. Someday Hinata would know what it was like to run that hair through her fingers, liquid gold. Sunbeams - A continuation of Moonstruck. Drabbles of Naru/Hina Based on the DA 100 Themes

"Postscripts" by Waterrolls - Rated T, mostly Canon-Divergent AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. Drabbles of the NaruHina kind. A collection of unrelated short stories prompted by the wonderful and creative readers of tumblr, FFN, AO3, and Wattpad :) Mostly humor but will have occasional drama. Slice of life, romantic fluff, family bonding, what-ifs, AUs, angst.

"On Being Brave" by Mintacia - Rated T, Canon-Divergent AU, Series of unrelated one-shots (mostly). Honestly, Naruto thought Hinata's nervous behavior was kind of cute. He liked the way her cheeks turned pink and her eyes widened. Slowly, he starts to realize it's all because of him. / ONE-SHOT COLLECTION; let's explore how love develops; NaruHina.

"Of Parallel Lines and Intersections" by mysterious intentions - Rated T, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. No matter the time, place, or world, their parallel lives always found an intersection. A series of NaruHina AUs.

"Between the Trees" by @utsus - Not Rated, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. A collection of naruto prompt responses I have written, and will continue to write. These and a few other stories I have not published on ao3 are all originally posted on tumblr. The stories here are all NaruHina in different times, places, situations, and understandings of one another.

"People Like Her" by @happyocelot - Rated T, Canon-Divergent AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. ...were super weird. Naruto didn't know why Hinata was so shy all the time, why she always covered her mouth when she laughed. He wished she wouldn't. He was sure she had a nice smile. (Just a bunch of NH drabble requests.)

"A Book He Desperately Wanted to Read" by Happy_Ocelot - Rated T, Canon-Divergent AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. Never in his worst nightmares did he ever imagine that he'd be watching a live-action adaptation of Icha Icha Tactics with Hyuuga Hinata of all people. She was a book whose contents he could not decipher.

"When I Look At You" by Happy_Ocelot - Rated T, Canon-Compliant, Series of unrelated one-shots. ...I get an intense feeling in my heart. For NaruHina Week 2021.

"Sunny Days" by Happy_Ocelot - Rated T, Canon-Compliant/ Divergent AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. "Naruto sometimes couldn't believe that there was ever a time before he knew that Hinata could eat forty-six bowls of ramen without puking, before he went on missions with her and found out that shy, dark weirdos were actually kind of cool and brave and awesome. It was like a seismic shift." One-shots for NaruHina Month 2021.

"Still Falling For You" by @chloelapomme - Rated M, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. All written for the NaruHina year 2020 event

"Switching Positions" by ChloeLaPomme - Rated E, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. A collection of 10(0)1 NaruHina short one shorts. Broke into several parts for a better understanding.

"Some Type of Love" by ChloeLaPomme & Imanga - Rated E, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. All written for the NaruHina month 2022 Tumblr event.

"Small Doses" by ChloeLaPomme - Rated E, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. All written for the NaruHina month 2021 event

"With You in the Future" by ChloeLaPomme - Rated E, Canon-Compliant, Series of one-shots. Back at Konoha from their moon mission, Naruto and Hinata learn to know each other, how to live with each other, how to solves problems together, and how to start a family. With their past behind them, their future is right before them.

I just want to take a pause here to admire all of the one-shot series Chloe has written 😮

"The Little Joys and Sorrows of Everydayness" by Imanga - Rated M, Canon-Divergent AU, Series of one-shots. A series of unrelated one-shots about domestic life, written for the NaruHina Week 2021 event.

"Lips, Tongue, Teeth" by @wickermayne - Rated E, Canon-Compatible, Series of unrelated one-shots. One month of wet blowjobs, messy pussy eating, and all other sorts of oral fixations. Welcome to Sucktember. All NaruHina.

"naruhina oneshots" by @powerful-niya - Rated E, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. I will look for you in every lifetime until we finally stay.

"when love lasts - 2022 naruhina month" by Powerful_Niya - Rated E, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. To love is nothing. To be loved is something. But to love and be loved is everything.

"kiss me, thrill me - naruhina" by Powerful_Niya - Rated E, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. An inside look at Naruto and Hinata's lives as they navigate the complex world of sexuality and grow more intimate than ever.

"heartbreaks & heartaches" by Powerful_Niya - Rated M, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. Welcome to the NHPrompts22 Tumblr Event! I have created several different one-shots according to the prompts listed within this event! All are different in their own way. But they can either make you leap for joy or weep in sadness. I truly hope you enjoy.

"NaruHina Month December 2022" by @sessakag - Rated E, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. A collection of one-shots written for the NaruHina fair on tumblr!

"NaruHina Month 2023" by Sessakag - Rated E, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. A collection of one-shots written for the NaruHina fair on tumblr! Enjoy!

"secret lovers" by @quirrrky - Rated T, Canon-Compliant, Series of one-shots. After the Fourth Shinobi War, Naruto was gradually falling in love with Hinata and the whole village of Konoha knew it…Well, aside from him.

"star vessel" by quirrrky - Rated T/M, Canon-Compliant, Series of one-shots. From a jealous boyfriend to missions together, honeymoon, overprotective husband, nightmares and reveries. Everything from the moon and back.

"eclipses" by quirrrky - Rated M, Canon-Compliant, Series of one-shots. A Collection of NaruHina and/or Sunshine Family Drabbles, One-shots and Headcanons

"Orange and Lavender" by ReadingBennie - Rated M, Various AU, Series of one-shots. A collection of one shots for Naruhina month 2016.

"Oranges and Lavender" by @journalist298 - Rated M, Various AU, Series of one-shots. A series of oneshots for the NaruHina fan needing a fix of their favourite pairing. Whether Narutoverse or AU, there should be something for everyone.

"Celebrating the Festivities" by journalist298 (Wandering Wonderer) - Rated M, Canon-Compliant AU, Series of related one-shots. It was to be the most eventful time of her life. Her favourite festivities, Christmas, Birthday and New Years just got a whole lot better. From first date, to first love, Hinata finds happiness.

"NaruHina Erotica Oneshots" by Makuro767 - Rated E, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. No summary.

"The Wonderful and Heartfelt Times of NaruHina" by @journalsofagoddess - Rated T, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. Today we celebrate the month of our canon ship, NaruHina. And as a way to celebrate, I present to you thirty one prompts all filled with lovely tender moments, hilarious, and heart warming NaruHina. [2015]

"A Love Story Like Never Before" by jojo07 - Rated T, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. To be loved by someone you love is the most beautiful thing you can ever experience. No words can describe the magical experience you're going through. And who's better to prove this than Naruto and Hinata? 31 prompts of their love will never be enough-but it'll show how strong and amazing their love really is. For NaruHina month [2016]

"My Name on Your Lips" by katarinahime - Rated M, Canon-Compliant, Series of related one-shots. Hinata calls Naruto a plethora of different names, some he enjoys more than others.

"Proud Failures to Proud Parents - NaruHina month 2016" by xHinaLovex - Rated T, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. My contribution for NaruHina month 2016. Some cute, some not so much, some canon, and some AU. Just a smattering of stories to celebrate my favorite couple.

"A Celebration of All Things NaruHina" by xHinaLovex - Rated T, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. My contribution to NaruHina month 2015.

"A Story of Extraordinary Love" by petrichorlullaby (Stillers) - Rated T, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. A series of one-shots for NaruHina Month 2k15.

"NaruHina 2020" by @angelicalixx - Rated E, Canon-Compliant, Series of one-shots. A collection of short NaruHina fics for NaruHina 2020.

"NaruHina Week 2017" by @hinatamyqueen - Rated T, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. Little and silly drabbles for the Naruhina Week of 2017.

"The sweet, shy, innocent, Kunoichi" by @tjtheanimelover - Rated E, Canon-Compatible, Series of one-shots. See Naruto's point of view as he and Hinata partake in some naughty activities

"NaruHina Oneshot Prompts" by TJtheanimelover - Rated E, Canon-Divergent AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. Series of Prompts for the NHPrompts2022 event on Tumblr. There will be angst, smut, and fluff. Pairings are Naruhina and MenHina

"NaruHina & MenHina Lemons" by Veradux - Rated E, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. First time writing NaruHina & MenHina smut one shots.

"Tales of the Seventh Hokage and the Byakugan Hime" by Nihal Tonks-Lupin - Rated E, Canon-Compatible, Series of one-shots. Short stories about Naruto and Hinata's love and sex life, this is my contribution for NaruHina Smut Month! [2015]

"love incredible" from @ellaroundpanda - Rated E, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. A collection of seven oneshots for the naruhina smut week event by @browniefic

"They Define Us" by gl22 - Rated M, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. For NaruHina Month 2015. There will be drabbles, short one-shots, and long one-shots. Some will have spoilers to Naruto: The Last. Some will also feature the future generation, mostly Boruto and Himawari.

"Endless lemons" by agitosgirl - Rated E, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. This is just a bunch of lemony oneshots rolled into one story! From a foxy Naruto, to a cute little bunny Hinata! Do you have an idea for a lemon that you want to see typed out? Well then, come on in and you just might find it!

"Walking Beside You" by @spyder-m - Rated M, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. My contributions to NaruHina month. Individual summaries inside. [2016]

"All the Rage" by spyder-m - Rated M, Various AU, Series of related and unrelated one-shots. Naruhina oneshots and drabbles of all shapes and sizes, inspired by articles of clothing. Fluff, citrus, humour, family, friendship and angst. Canon compliant stories and AUs. Individual summaries inside.

"Day After Day" by spyder-m - Rated T, Canon-Divergent AU, Series of one-shots. Oneshot series exploring the day to day life of Naruto and Hinata post-The Last. Headcanons about them dating, living together and starting a family.

"Your Hand in Mine" by spyder-m - Rated T, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. My contributions to Naruhina Week, 2017. Individual summaries inside.

"In your eyes" by @char-lotteral - Rated E, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. "I feel like a part of my soul has loved you since the beginning of everything. Maybe we’re from the same star." -Emery Allen. A collection and series of Naruhina One shots, drabbles and snippets for Naruhina month 2021

"Sol and Luna" by charlotteral - Rated E, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. a collection of one shots and drabbles for NHWeek 2021

"Shorts" by breakfastinbed - Rated E, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. a collection of naruhina shorts.

"Nice Legs, Daisy Dukes" by Star-Child-Yeci - Rated T, Various AU, Series of related one-shots. One Shot, Drabble Collection / Because Menma is strangely territorial and Hinata has better things...people to do.

"you still get my heart racing" by mellieforyellie - Rated M, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. i've spent my whole life trying to put it into words. — naruhina month 2015

"Sunshine Snippets" by Szajnie - Rated M, Canon-Compliant, Series of one-shots. bits of pieces for my OTP

"Lives of Konoha's Couples!" by Satoorihoya - Rated M, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. Short stories written for the Konoha couples. Some AUs, some Naruto centric.

"Sunshine Tales" by blossomdreams - Rated T, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. Naruto and Hinata fell in love with each other in different ways that only strengthen their bond through time. The bond that follows them through their life in the village and at time different universes. With appearances from their friends and family. My entries for NaruHina month. [2015]

"The Sun and The Moon" by MoonPheonix - Rated M, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. A series of short stories involving Naruto and Hinata

"Lost and Found" by @matchaball - Rated T, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. We could meet a thousand different ways in a thousand different times but I'll always know I'll find you.

"Pearl Eyes and Moonlight" by MateriaFlower1-1 - Rated T, Canon-Divergent AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. A collection of one-shots, detailing the life, times, joys, and troubles of Naruto and Hinata. Follow them from their youth to their old age, seeing how their relationship evolves over time, peace and war. This will follow several timelines through non-sequential one-shots.

"Working Class" by unfitpuzzle and LovelyLori - Rated T, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. A collection of one-shot's featuring NaruHina in the workforce; inspired by cup-of-hot-coffee's Job AUs on Tumblr.

"A Collection of Stories (NaruHina)" by HoneyWriter78 - Rated E, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. A collection of Stories involving my ultimate favourite pairing.

"Closer" by Lynns - Rated E, Canon-Divergent AU, Series of related one-shots. Relationships are slowly built from the ground up and it is something that you simply do not rush into. Naruto was flattered after hearing Hinata's confession and the two of them will take the small baby steps that will lead them closer together.

"True Sight" by hinatasgreatestfan - Rated M, Canon-Divergent AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. This is my series of NaruHina drabbles.

"One Small Step" by Shawny Wong - Rated T, Canon-Divergent AU, Series of related one-shots. What if Hinata had actually found the courage to approach Naruto at the Academy? How would befriending him change their lives? Drastic changes are the result of one small step.

"Ten Defining Moments" by Shawny Wong - Rated T, Canon-Divergent AU, Series of related one-shots. Fluff, angst, drama, and a whole lot of sappy romance. Stir well. A story that spans 10 special events in Naruto and Hinata’s lives. Written for the Thirty Kisses community on Live Journal.

"Lord Hokage" by EroPrincess - Rated E, Canon-Divergent AU, Series of one-shots. To commemorate NaruHina becoming canon in Naruto, here's my smutty contribution.

"NaruHina Oneshots" by OrenjiRabenda - Rated M, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. A collection of NaruHina one-shots and original art drawn by yours truly!

"A Month of Moments" by @tenney-shoes - Rated G, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. My submissions for NaruHina Month. Most will be very short little drabbles based on the prompt for each day. [2015]

"Tumbler prompts and dabbles" by @linisen - Rated T, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. Collection of dabbles from my prompt list on Tumblr containing mostly NaruHina fluff.

"Bound" by suryass - Rated M, Modern AU, Series of related one-shots. Mafia AU-Collection of oneshots.

"it's only us" by monkkeyslut - Rated T, Canon-Divergent AU, Series of related one-shots. A series of kisses that Hinata and Naruto share.

"Blue and White Eyes" by kiiam - Rated T, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. Some NaruHina drabbles written for people to enjoy.

"Walk with you: Naruhina month prompts" by theidealist21 - Rated G, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. A collection of stories I made for Naruhina Month. [2014]

"Naruto Drabble Series" by InTheMist032000 - Rated M, Various AU, Series of mostly unrelated one-shots. A drabble series of various ratings and characters. Mainly NaruHina and SasuSaku, Rating T-M.

"Moments" by Awkward Inc - Rated T, Canon-Divergent AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. We tend to remember our lives based on the most important events, but life is constructed mainly of insignificant moments.

"NH Month 2023" by @opttagoyeo - Rated T, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. Scribbles/Drabbles for Naruhina Month 2023.

"NaruHina Month 2023" by @diyas-diaries-98 - Rated T, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. No summary.

"Memories of NaruHina Month 2022" by diyas-diaries-98 (Narutos_girl) - Rated T, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. These are my first works for NaruHina Month 2022 event.

"onsra" by niege1010 - Rated M, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. Onsra (n.): bittersweet moment when you love for the last time or realize your love won't continue. Drabble collection for NaruHina month

"idyllic" by niege1010 - Rated T, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. Idyllic (a.): an idyllic place or experience is extremely pleasant, beautiful, or peaceful. Drabble collection for NaruHina month [2022]

here are all of mine:

"Shared Vows" - Rated E, Canon-Compliant, Series of one-shots. A series of one-shots concerning the highs, lows, and in-betweens of their romance, not in any chronological order.

"love letters" - Rated M, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. A series of very short concept fics.

"Perfect Clarity" - Rated G, Various AU, Series of unrelated one-shots. A series of fluffy short one-shots of Naruto and Hinata making each other blush in Modern AU. Written for badluckbrebis (Imanga) for Tumblr's NaruHina Secret Santa 2020!!

I hope you already found the fic you were looking for or that the one you're thinking of is somewhere in this huge list!

#anon #lost and found ask #naruhina fanfic recs #naruhina one-shot collections

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