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kimbap-r0ll · 11 months
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Oh I also have another idea. What about like reader is taking care of baby brother or just kid little brother with an s/o, you can either do mistaken for there kid or How it makes them think of having kids with One another. I’m not sure who to pick for this um. Illumi , feitan, kurapika? Chrollo ? Sorry I had the idea just not people 💜 you can choose
Hi, thank you for the ask! I always love your ideas btw! I'll stick to the characters you listed for the ask
Illumi, Feitan, Kurapika, Chrollo with a reader who takes care of their younger brother
Illumi
He definitely thinks you might be too nice to your younger brother but that's only because the way Illumi was brought up was very different. However, he does see that you care for your sibling a lot
Like you said, he would definitely think about having kids but he was probably thinking of that even before seeing you with your younger brother. Illumi's the type of person to be set on marrying the person he dates. He also definitely wants to keep the Zoldyck bloodline going, but seeing you so kind just did something to his heart that made that desire grow a bit more
He won't say it to you outright, but he will definitely ask more questions about how you take care of your younger sibling and things like you becoming a parent.
Illumi might want to help you take care of your brother but you might want to keep your sibling away from him haha. Illumi's more like his parents, and that means he probably thinks electricity training should be part of a daily routine :/
Overall he's sort of a family guy and definitely has moments where he daydreams about having kids. He won't tell you explicitly, but you can catch him staring at you while you take care of your younger sibling a lot
Feitan
He never thought about settling down mainly because of the troupe and how he has no confidence in himself as a responsible adult. However, seeing you with children made him his heart clench up a bit. It was so wholesome, something he's probably not that used to from his background
He'll never mention children with you, and he made it clear from the beginning of the relationship that he won't settle down. But that might change through some persuasion from you if you want
I feel like he wouldn't step close to your younger sibling because he thinks children are weird (though he likely has a soft spot for them) and because he thinks he'll end up hurting the kid instead.
Feitan has sort of like a bittersweet feeling, like a lost dream from his childhood in Meteor City, when seeing how caring you are. He feels like he's unworthy of you because of how much pain he's caused by his hands while for you it's like you're healing people. Of course, he'll never tell you this either
Feitan might bring up children once more when you two stop by at Meteor City, though he'll quickly say that he doesn't want children. If you look at his expression it won't be easy to tell if he's lying or not, but know that a part of him probably wants to have a family different from the troupe. Plus, the troupe would be overjoyed if they found out Feitan was a dad haha
Kurapika
He's never felt like he had time to think about children or settling down because of the revenge plot he's stuck in. Seeing you with children reminds him of a time long forgotten back in Lukso Province. There was a time he would help take care of the younger Kurtas and when he thought about what it would be like to have children, but now he tries to shake those thoughts out of his head
Some nights he might find himself on the verge of tears because of how much he misses the warmth of a family. He knows that he could give up on finding the last of the scarlet eyes and achieve that dream, he knows he can settle down with you and know you'll be a great parent by watching you with your younger brother. But a part of him can't do that, he's afraid
Kurapika's afraid that he might be wrong, that something horrible might happen or that he can't stop his revenge path. You might be able to convince him to slow down, but he's not confident in becoming a father after all he's been through
I feel like he would have no trouble taking care of your younger brother with you though. He's really good with children and can easily calm anyone down. Your sibling might get attached to Kurapika after a few visits and ask him to come by
Overall he's a bit similar to Feitan in not being confident in himself. He wants to go back to having something like a family but he doesn't know if he can take that path after what he's already started. He does think more about having children after being with you though and it's not a thought that disappears easily
Chrollo
He's sort of a romantic and he has a lot of daydreams. He might think about having children with you more than once, though the troupe's missions go first before anything to him on certain ocassions
When he sees the way you treat your younger brother, it reminds him of how he took care of younger kids in Meteor City. He was like an elder brother to a lot of people, and seeing how caring you are makes him feel a bit nostalgic and just makes him fall in love with you even more.
He definitely has a soft spot for children. He loves helping you out when your taking care of your younger sibling and your younger sibling will grow to like him too. Chrollo might have accidentally been called "dad" a few times haha.
Chrollo won't mention children to you a lot, but he might have asked once. When you asked him about having children, he won't say no but he also won't say he's looking to have any. However, being with you has made that question harder and harder to answer. He wants to see a future with him being a father from time to time, but with the way his troupe is set up and how there's a crazy magician looking for him at all times he doesn't know how it will work. He knows Meteor City is safe (at least in his point of view) so there is always a possibility
It's the idea of a family that makes Chrollo think about having children with you. He knows you will make a great parent just by seeing the way you treat others and especially your younger brother. He won't express it outwardly however
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forgeofthenine · 5 months
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Zevlor love languages headcanons
Pretty soft headcanons overall, end one might be a lil more angsty than the rest but nothing crazy. Hope everyone enjoys :)
I've already said that Zevlors main ways of showing affection are acts of service and quality time, but he'll hold onto you like he's scared to lose you. Every time you hug him, or sneak into his office for a sneaky cuddle, this man borderline refuses to let you go. The way his arms and hands curl around you to keep you so snug and secure against him too.
I feel like he's a lot less likely to use his tail like Dammon would, instead of wrapping it around you Zevlor is probably going to keep it low and out of the way. Even though he's reluctant to use his tail, there's nothing stopping you from initiating touching it and when you do it's one of the easiest ways to fluster this poor tiefling.
Zevlor loves loves loves acts of service. He's really doing the most when it comes to taking care of all the refugees and he'll be the same when taking care of you. It doesn't matter if you need Zevlor to take care of you or not, he's still going to try albeit subtly. Expect him to make or prepare food for you, even if it's as simple as cutting up some fruit for you. He'll try to do other things for you, attending to your injuries, patching up your clothes after a fight, he tries not to be overbearing about it but he's a bit of a mother hen.
Please try to take care of this man too. Remind Zevlor to eat by bringing him food and drinks, we all know he forgets. Massage his shoulders after a long day looking at maps, he'll melt underneath your fingers and the tiny little sighs he lets out are glorious. If you try and help him with his work taking care of the others he'll definitely try to convince you he's fine and everything's handled, but secretly Zevlors happy to have someone helping out by his side.
This is less a love language headcanon and more a purring headcanon because I love them. I mentioned in one of my NSFW headcanons that Zevlor purrs after being intimate, specifically this is one of the only times you'll hear it from him. I feel like with Zevlor specifically, with how much older he is than the others and everything he's gone through, it's so hard for him to let down his walls in such an intimate way. When he finally does open up to you like that you'll find that he slowly starts to purr more, but it's never to the level of some of the younger Tieflings.
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b1ackoutartist · 10 months
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Mommy
Natasha x reader
TW: mommy kink, strap-on use, age gap (legal)
You ever hated yourself for not completely muting you phone in class? Because Y/N does in this moment. The buzzing of the phone was anything Hut quiet in the already quiet room, so Y/N sighed and tried her best not to look too noticeable when she pulled her phone out, knowing her professor hates to see these damn things while he his teaching, his words. She was actually paying attention until her phone buzzed again, distracting her. "You’re so cute, you know that right?" She looked at it and saw Natasha's name, and as if the older woman sensed her looking, her phone buzzed again. She tried to ignore it, but it wouldn't stop so she cracked and took the chance to see what Natasha was texting about. "But I’ve got to say… you look much cuter face down, ass up in front of me." "And gosh, you look positively adorable when your eyes roll back into your head as I feed inch after inch of my strap into your aching cunt."
The messages were far from innocent.
"You look so gorgeous, sweetheart, when you’re crying out, begging me to fuck you harder, to use you like the slut you know you are."
A buzz again.
"And you’re so, so cute when you’re cumming for me over, and over, and over again."
Y/N cheeks began to heat up, and her heart started to race as she read each sentence written by Natasha. To say she was just about right Y/N's type would be an understanding. Natasha was Russian, red hair, green eyes, older, confident, intelligent and overall beautiful. A plus to Y/N was that she got to see her in a suit almost everyday, with Natasha being the CEO of her own company. Even this little detail about her, made the younger girl be even more drawn to her.
Y/N felt her face flush and her heart pound in her throat. She realized the heat between her legs, already getting increasingly wet. She quickly shook her head and tried to concentrate on her studies, even though it was no use. Having to do something to stop this, she sent back a message asking Natasha to stop. But of course, the Russian woman just acted coy and said "But I didn't do anything detka :)"
Y/N knew better than to continue with this conversation, so she stuffed her phone back into her pocket, and tried her best to focus on the lecture for the remainder of the class. She knew her thoughts wouldn't be fully focused on her studies, but at least she could manage playing along until her class ended.
The rest of the day had been exhausting, but she surrived and thanks to Natasha's busy day, without anymore texts from the older woman. Exiting the last class of the day, she immediately started heading for the exit, wanting to get out of the building and begin her journey home. As she opened the door, she expected to see her girlfriend to be in her office working, but instead, she found Natasha, sitting on the couch, watching some TV show.
Natasha looked up at her and smiled. "Hey младенец, how was your day?".
Y/N ignored her as she made her way to the couch. Hopping up onto it, she straddled Natasha's lap and looked into her eyes pleadingly. Y/N took her hands and placed them on her side, silently begging her to touch her. She let out a soft moan as Natasha's hands finally did move, her fingers trailing over Y/N's skin slowly making their way down her waist, and under her skirt. Y/N inhaled sharply and ground her hips against Natasha's thigh.
"Mommy," Y/N said softly as she closed her eyes, the sensation of Natasha's touch coursing through her body.
With a light chuckle Natasha replies "Yes baby?" Natasha moved her head around Y/N's neck, planting soft kisses in the areas around her ear. Y/N moaned softly as Natasha took her time, savoring the taste of the other woman's skin against her lips, sucking on it to leave marks.
Y/N pressed herself harder against Natasha, trying to intensify their embrace. Her hips moved rhythmically against Natasha's thigh as she sought out more pleasure, unable to resist the temptation to move her hips faster. She felt Natasha smile against her and heard her respond with a quiet chuckle.
"Do you want more baby. Want mommy to fuck you?" Natasha whispered, her breath hot against Y/N's skin.
Y/N could hardly form a response, but she managed to gasp out "Yes! Please mommy, fuck me" as her hips continued their persistent movements against Natasha.
Natasha's fingers trailed across Y/N's body, eliciting more low moans from her lips. Y/N's hips moved more frantically, and she began to beg Natasha for more.
"Please, please," She whimpered, her eyes closed as she could feel herself teetering on the edge of pleasure.
Suddenly, Natasha paused and forced the younger girl to stop. Groaning and annoyed at the loss of pleasure, Y/N opened her eyes and looked at the other woman, her mouth open in a silent question.
Natasha smiled and slowly opened her pants, revealing a thick strap. Bigger than the ones she was used to. Y/N wanted to protest and tell her that it was too big, but Natasha's eyes silenced her.
"You'll make it fit, шлюха" She said coldly, her voice full of authority.
Y/N swallowed the lump in her throat and lowered herself onto the strap, closing her eyes as the sensation was too intense for her. She gasped and tears streamed down her face, feeling a mixture of pleasure and pain from the size.
Natasha didn't move away, but instead grabbed Y/N's chin and forced her to look at her.
"You want more, don't you? Tell me you want more Малышка" she said. Her voice was full of dominance, and it sent a shiver down Y/N's spine.
Y/N nodded, unable to respond.
Natasha leaned in and began to choke her, pushing her hips up to meet Y/N's rhythm as she begged for more and more.
"deep breath, baby. that’s it - keep your eyes on me. you can do it."
Y/N's hips moved of their own accord as Natasha moved her hands around Y/N's body, eliciting more moans from Y/N.
"fuck look at how you open up for me. you said it wouldn’t fit but my cock is sliding in so easy. looks like you were meant to take this cock. that’s right, Принцесса"
Making Y/N move her hips faster as Natasha moves one hand to her clit, rubbing it while watching her girlfriend fuck herself on her strap.
"feel me deep inside you, stretching you out so beautifully. keep breathing for me. good girl "
Finally, when Y/N was on the edge of climax, Natasha's grip suddenly released and she pulled away. Y/N groaned and opened her eyes, looking at Natasha with half-lidded eyes.
Natasha silently smiled and gave Y/N a last, lingering kiss.
"Go ahead, baby " she said. "Be a good girl and cum for mommy."
Y/N complied and, with a loud moan, gave into the pleasure and pleasure and let it wash over her with full force.
After coming down from her height, Y/N slumped against Natasha, laying her head against her girlfriends shoulder.
Natasha leaned over and kissed Y/N's forehead, brushing a few strands of hair out of her eyes.
"Such a good girl for mommy" she said softly.
Y/N smiled sleepily and closed her eyes.  
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hanmasghost · 2 years
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Haitani with older brother? If it is very possible, then he is very unperturbed and, in principle, not emotional? If not, then just big brother will be fine.
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Pronouns: He/Him
Warning(s): only Rindō because I said so :] Sorry if I made reader a little more socially awkward than anything^^;
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◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡
❥ He majorly respects you
- Like, you deal with Ran and his bullshit 99% of the time
❥ Tried forcing you into gang stuff
- More like begging than forcing
- It was Ran’s idea
❥ Lowkey wishes you would tuck him into bed like when he was little
- They were very good memories
❥ You dyed his hair
- Both in the past and bonten
❥ Lowkey scared of you because of your serious like nature
❥ Bitch can’t bring you anywhere without people thinking you’re scary or someone high up
❥ You gave the twins their godly taste in clothing
⌦ .。.:*♡
Rindō sighed as he walked into your studio. You had isolated yourself in the gigantic flat again. Just you and your paintings. But you had a meeting with his boss today, and you were late. Mikey didn’t like when people were late.
“{Reader}! Where are you?!”
He shouted slightly, knowing his voice would echo off the walls and the huge paintings scattered across the room.
“You needed me?” Rindō jumped to the sound of your voice as he turned around hastily.
“Jesus! Do you always have to do that?! God..” Rindō sighed breathlessly as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, as they had slid down when he jumped slightly.
{Reader} shrugged as he pushed his own glasses up.
Walking past his youngest brother he walks over to a 60x90 canvas, Rindō following shortly after.
“What are you painting?” Rindō asked as he looked over your shoulder, analyzing the piece of work you had probably spent hours on. Looking at it, it was a half finished painting of a person with eyes the colour of coal and short black hair, and god… whoever it was, they were gorgeous. Your painting making the person seem like some kind of angel.
“Currently?.. Nothing.” {Reader} said as he looked at his [left]/[right] hand resting by his side and back to his brother. “Why are you here?”
Rindō rolled his eyes, “alright Mr. Captin Obvious, don’t tell me, and I’m here to pick you up, our boss wanted to meet you remember?”
“Not really no.”
“I- goddamnit. Manjiro Sano? Gang leader? Ring any bells?”
{Reader} stayed silent as he fiddled with his paint brush, softly swiping it against his overalls pant leg.
Rindō rubbed his temples in frustration.
“You literally met him the other day big bro!”
“Did I?”
“Yes! He said he was impressed by your work and wanted to have you paint some stuff for him! How can you not remember?”
“Well he’s supposed to set up an appointment- and tell me what he wants and a time and date for when he wants it done, then we can plan a time for when he can get the painting and there’s so much more to it than that-“ Rindō placed his hands on your upper arms, grabbing them, and shaking you slightly.
“He wanted to meet you today so he could do those things {Reader}.”
With a soft ‘oh’ {Reader} nodded.
“So you’ll go to meet my boss now?”
“Yes.”
Rindō smiled slightly and grabbed your free hand, walking you, more like dragging you, towards the door.
“You’re tense, chill out yeah?”
“I’m not tense.” You said as you climbed into the passenger seat of Rindō’s car.
Rindō gave you a ‘uh huh’ and rolled his eyes as he drove away from your art studio, making small talk and picking on you for being so serious and professional the whole way to meet his boss. You, just going along with it to entertain your younger brother.
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Concept: Resident Evil Coffee Shop AU because I want to see my favorite characters happy.
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𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀 is one of the employees that worked at the café from the very beginning. Sometimes guides the new employees and is overall like a big brother. Kind and ready to help. Sometimes makes small talk with regulars like Jill or Claire do and always ask for their well being. Compassionate but feels sometimes hot headed when he encounters unreasonable and rude customers and isn’t afraid to stand up for a fellow employee if necessary. Buys his sister pastries even though she could do it herself and always takes most work onto his shoulders.
I think his special drink would be either a simple black coffee or something more special like a Latte Macchiato.
𝗝𝗶𝗹𝗹 working alongside Chris from the very beginning is very experienced and remains calm even during the rush hours. He cares deeply for her coworkers and doesn’t hesitate to help them out if needed. 10/10 amazing manager that stays professional and collected in every situation and is 100% reliable. Often seen joking around with her coworkers if not busy. Regulars love her and she actually remembers some of the usual orders of customers she’s that she likes. Very skilled with her hands and makes one of the best latte arts ever at a pretty high pace. Will always stand up for colleagues who have a hard time or are being insulted.
I think her special drink would be an Iced Latte to sip on during her free time or a Vienna Coffee when she can sit down with friends.
𝗖𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗲 often comes to the café to help her brother out a bit if they are short staffed. Has a fair share of skills that she learned from Chris and is often worried that her brother over works himself. Never afraid to stand up for herself if she deals with a rude customer but is always soft to younger customers. Often studies for college at the café if her help isn’t needed, the table near the window in the far corner being her favorite spot.
Her special drink would be a Frappe or a Latte Macchiato. Tasty, fancy and a good mood is guaranteed during a long study session.
𝗟𝗲𝗼𝗻 being the young and new barista who’s a little bit inexperienced but learns and adapts pretty fast. He’s always kind and polite to his customers and colleagues and is just a very likable guy that you can’t be mad at for too long. Tries his absolute best and has many regulars that often come to his shift. Is often paired up with Claire since she has more experience and is usually a good head-strong counterpart.
His special drink being a Cappuccino because of the latte art and him trying to learn the skills or a Red Eye to wake up in the morning.
𝗔𝗱𝗮 being one of the mysterious customers that visit the café especially in the evenings when there are less people. Nobody knows when or why she came to the city or what she’s doing for a living. She appeared out of the blue and now the lady in red is a constant visitor in the café. Though her visits are irregular she always manages to come when it’s Leon’s shift. She’s very charming but has many different layers underneath her usual demeanor.
Her special drink would be either a Macchiato or a Mocha. I imagine her liking it rather simple but also having a sweet tooth from time to time.
𝗔𝗹𝗯𝗲𝗿𝘁 being another mysterious customer with a cold and intimidating aura. Always wearing sunglasses and expensive looking clothes he sure stands out in the café but nobody is brave enough to approach him. Also comes by during the calmer hours but never staying for too long. Some say he’s a business man, some say they saw him enter a pharmaceutic company and some say he does something shady. Wasn’t this guy in the law enforcement? But in the end rumors are just that: Rumors…,right?
His special drink would be either an Americano or a simply black coffee. He stays true to the simplicity of the classics.
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leggerefiore · 2 years
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I really like how you write the twins! And I can’t get over the poly ones, so what if reader was dating like Ingo, but bc the twins don’t mind sharing, what if Ingo persuades reader to try dating Emmet too. Con and fluffy is preferred, but I don’t mind a bit sauce 👀 Keep up the great writing, I will reread the drabbles for now!
con? my brain is small I apologise and spent three minutes trying to figure out how the word 'with' fits in there.
I'm glad to keep writing if people enjoy it :)
cw: poly (Ingo/Reader, Emmet/Reader)
It was a bit of a lazy day, you would admit. Whenever Ingo got days off, it was a natural thing to just spend it relaxing at home. Work kept him busy, and a bit stressed, so seeing him unwind and let time just pass him by was lovely. Currently, he was laid out on the couch watching some old sitcom with his Excadrill pressed into his chest. Chandelure floated nearby him, occasionally letting out soft, happy melodies. The evening sun's light was obscured by drawn curtains. It was finally peaceful. You hummed while ordering some delivery on your phone for dinner.
Moving into the living room, you sat on the floor near the couch. Ingo's attention shifted to you with a slight hum. “Dearest, I would have moved for you,” he readjusted his legs to give you some room, “Please, sit up here. It's wrong to have you on the floor.” You laughed at his nature to be so kind and joined him on the sofa. Settling in, you watched some of the show for a moment before checking your phone to see how the delivery was coming along. Ingo's hand softly combed through the fine fur of his pokemon while a previous thought had entered his mind. He found himself a responsible older brother who dutifully checked in on his younger twin whenever he felt it was reasonable.
Recently, he noted how Emmet seemed a bit quiet. Well, he was always quiet, but somehow he managed to be even more so than usual. He had been a bit distant, too, causing Ingo more concern. If he tried to prod the topic with him, however, Emmet would deny that anything was wrong and accuse Ingo of mother-henning him again. Ingo knew he was not. Being the person he was, he went to the next best person to get Emmet information besides himself, Elesa. She took a long sigh and asked if he really wanted to know. Of course he did! This was something that had even led to him faltering in battles. It almost felt completely out of character for Emmet. Her reply left him in deep contemplation.
Emmet liked you. He liked you in a romantic manner which he knew was wrong as you were happily in a relationship with Ingo. A relationship he supported wholeheartedly, as it made Ingo delighted. He didn't want to end their relationship or cause problems, so he was working on moving past his feelings. Ingo felt horrified. To think Emmet was keeping such troubling things to himself… Ingo felt like he had failed to make himself fully reliable upon by him.
This led to him debating a lot of things. Would it be possible to allow Emmet to date you alongside him? Ingo found he truly did not mind the thought. As twins, it was only natural that they shared. They shared pokemon, clothing, foods, toys, anything growing up. It was normal for them. Sharing a partner surely would not be so different from those situations. Emmet would likely need to be spoken about it, but Ingo had a suspicion that he would agree.
His eyes broke from the television to gaze at you. “… What is your opinion on Emmet?” he asked. You turned to look at him with a curious expression. Tilting your head, you hummed. “He's a bit more playful than you and likes to gossip with Elesa,” you replied, “Overall, he's a pretty nice to hang around.” Ingo nodded. Excadrill groaned when he picked him up and carefully sat him on the floor. “Yes, he is quite energetic. Ah, you know when we were younger he would often tackle me and whine when I wouldn't play wrestle with him…” he trailed off remembering the bites that Emmet would give him in the heat of youthful fighting, “See, he's been lonely as of late, I think. Since I started dating you, my time has been consumed by you. Not that it's a problem! I am quite content with it all.” You tilted your head. Where was he going with this? Ingo sighed and tried to regain his train of thought. “I do believe he would be happier if he had a partner, too. Dating someone could keep his energetic mind happy and distract him from the fact that I no longer can be around all the time,” he continued. You nodded this time.
“Are you asking me if I know anyone that would be up for dating Emmet?” you asked, gently grasping his hand. It was sweet he cared so much for his brother. “Not at all! I simply thought we could perhaps – Possibly, by chance have him, er, date you as well,” Ingo felt the urge to grind his teeth together from the discomfort waging in his mind. You froze. What? “See! He quite likes you and has resisted these feelings out of respect for our relationship, simply put,” Ingo desperately tried to explain his ideas, “Dearest, I looked into it, and the concept of sharing a partner isn't so frowned upon as it could be. You would date both him and me, while we stay brothers, naturally.”
It was absurd and strange, but they way his soft eyes bore into you with a silent plea was hard to deny. Before starting your relationship with Ingo, you would admit that you had considered the idea of dating Emmet. You were friends with both brothers and felt attracted to both of them. (They quite literally looked alike physically.) In the end, however, when weighing the options for a boyfriend, you flipped a coin. Heads was Ingo, and tails was Emmet. It landed on its side somehow, but heads faced you. Ingo was your decision. “Do you think that's alright with you?” you questioned, “Ingo, this would be a very serious change.”  He swallowed and moved closer to you. “My entire life has been shared with Emmet, you realise,” he spoke softly with a small smile on his lips, “He is my closest friend, and I dearly care for him. I truly do not think this would bother me at all.”
You stared at his intense expression with a sigh. A loud knocking at the door ended the serious conversation. Your food! Getting up, the door was opened, and you thanked the deliverer. Ingo crept closely behind you. His chin rested on his hand while you unpacked the take-out. He wanted an answer, it seemed. “You're like a Purrloin right now, I hope you realise,” you joked. He hummed. “I'm fully willing to try since you're comfortable with it, babe,” you replied, sitting his food in front of him. He smiled softly. You stared at him with a slight giggle.
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“… Ingo, what the ‐” a hand was slapped over Elesa's mouth while Emmet napped on your lap. He was out cold while you softly stroked his hair. Soon after your discussion with Ingo, you both approached Emmet with the offer, who immediately took it without hesitation. He was unafraid of indulging himself when it did not hurt others, it seemed. Your face was littered in kisses while he hugged you close. Ingo stared at the scene with a sigh. It was the exact response he had expected from Emmet, ultimately. He did not mind how his brother seemingly hogged you, but did voice his complaints when he felt denied his proper time.
“So, you, uh, found a solution then?” she asked while taking a seat at the table. “Yes, I do believe it worked out fine,” he replied, “Emmet does demand them at night quite often. I shudder to think what those are two are up to.” Elesa broke into laughter at him. Emmet sighed again as you softly combed through his silky locks. He was happy to be surrounded by people who loved and cared for him, and you were content with your new relationship dynamic. Ingo was a good comforting, loving partner, and Emmet made sure your more intimate life was completely fulfilled. They complimented each other perfectly.
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aliciadrawsbc · 7 months
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This is my first story commissions, so hope you like it, and if you're interested on one, let me know and send me a message to discuss it further!
Anyway, enjoy!
Commission: You're A Good Girl, Molly McGee
Nothing could ever stop Molly’s enthusiasm; it was unbreakable and undeniable, and she had put a lot of hope into making sure her first day at school was a good one.
Then, as she was introducing herself to the rest of the class, she made a little faux pas, by pronouncing wrongly the name of the most popular girl in Brighton: Andrea Davenport.
“It’s actually ‘Ahn-drea’”, that girl of light blue hair explained.
“Isn’t that what I said?” Molly questioned.
It surely wasn’t out of bad will; the little McGee girl was legitimately confused, but Andrea’s expression sent a clear message: she better learn how to correctly pronounce that name. And fast: she was looking as if she was about to explode in anger.
“Are you… are you OK?” Molly dared to ask.
And then, out of the blue, as quickly as it came, that potentially aggressive expression faded away.
“It’s OK darling!” Andrea replied, smiling and with a bubbly attitude. “It’s your first day, and we all have our little missteps”.
Both girls got back to their seats, and the class went on.
During the rest of the school day, though, Andrea’s mind was very busy by the thought of that girl: Molly.
“She is kinda dorky” she thought as she was eating lunch at her table. “But…”
Andrea giggled at a certain idea in her mind. She was so used to dealing with her fans on social media, her sponsors and her responsibilities as an influencer, she found Molly's chill and sincere vibe.
The blue haired girl saw her with her lunch tray, and felt the impulse to call her attention.
“Hey girl friend!” Andrea shouted, waving her arm. “Over here!”
“Is that freaky gal calling you?” Scratch asked while floating besides Molly.
The McGee girl couldn’t help but to feel optimism.
“See the difference a smile and a good attitude?” Molly said proudly.
“Still, I don’t know if she can be trusted.”
“Oh, it’s all in your head, Scratch!”
“Technically, I don’t know if I could say ghosts have a head, bes–”
“Hey, girl friend!” Molly left Scratch’s and ran towards Andrea’s table.
“I saved you a seat!”
“Oh, thanks An… I mean, “Ahn-drea”. Did I get it right this time?”
“You’re getting there, sweetheart!”
Andrea couldn’t help but to think that girl, Molly, was adorable. Almost like a child several years younger, she just exudes this naive energy she couldn’t help but find so… compelling.
Molly tried to make some chat, but the blue haired student wasn’t really putting a lot of attention to what she really was saying, just how cute she looked, sharing with such a bubbly eagerness details about her life, her experiences in Brighton so far, and her first impressions for her new school and town.
“What do you think, Andrea?” Molly asked out of the blue.
“I’m sorry, what did you ask?”
“Do you like more puppies or kitties?”
It was indeed an interesting question: now that she mentioned it, yeah, Molly’s attitude reminded her of some kind of adorable and lost puppy: big eyes, lots of energy, and ready to give love…
“You know?” Andrea said as her hand lied over Molly’s. “Both of them make adorable pets…”
Molly blushed as she felt Andrea’s soft skin.
Overall, despite some minor incidents, it was a pretty good and solid way to start a school year.
But something remained in Molly’s mind, and weren’t exactly thoughts about books or clubs… but it was nothing compared to what the blue haired girl had in mind…
“Hey girl friend!” Andrea greeted Molly as soon as she saw her walking down the hallways, the next day of school. “How are you doing?”
“I’m OK Andrea, thanks for asking!”
“I’ve got a little surprise for you!”
“You do?”
“A little gift you might like.”
“Sweet baby corn, a gift?!” Molly declared, being completely unable to hide her excitement as she put her hands together.
“Here you got!” Andrea gave her a little box. “Open it!”
Indeed she did, and was surprised, to say the least, with the content of the package.
“A dog collar?” Molly shrugged.
“Oh, no, no! It’s not a dog collar at all! It’s more like how chokers are designed around here!”
“...it has my name on it.”
“I know, but I thought maybe it was a good thing, since you’re new and all: it could be a good way to sort of let others know your name right away?”.
Molly felt a little awkward with such interesting detail, and yet, at the same time, two overlapping feelings clashed through her conscience: on one hand, of course she wanted to play nice and didn’t desire to look rude for basically a gift.
And on the other hand, there was a strange alluring rush for that “choker”...
“I guess I won't lose anything by at least trying it!” Molly said as she put it on.
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Scratch whispered to her little friend.
“Oh, I mean, she’s just trying to play nice, what’s the worst that could happen?”
“HEY FANDREAS!” Andrea greeted to her social media followers, with one hand on her phone and the other over shoulder. “I want to introduce you someone super very special for me, my newest pet, Molly McGee!”
“Pet?” the collared girl said.
“Oh, I’m sorry! I meant, ‘friend’!” Andrea clarified with the authenticity of a local politician during campaign season. “She is new to our school and I thought I would be the perfect ambassador to show her the surroundings and what we have to offer around here!”
“Hehehe… I mean, it would be nice and…”
“One sec please!” Andrea said as she cut her streaming. “Hey, Molly, I thought maybe it would be better only I do the speaking for this video?”
“B-but…!”
“Yes, thank you sweetie, now let’s go back to work! Follow me!”
“Follow you?”
Then, Molly felt the pull of a leash; she didn’t even realize that “choker” had one attached to, with Andrea’s firm grip on the other side, ready to “guide her” around the school. Her first instinct was to resist, but it hurt to do so, so it didn’t take her too long to realize the safest route was to follow her friend’s order.
“Good girl Molly!” Andrea said, blushing as she felt Molly was following her guide. “Good girl!” she added once more, patting her hair.
And the McGee girl was surely blushing as well at that moment; who knows what the blue haired girl had in mind? But she surely felt she was going to be closer to her way more than she could have expected.
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lgcjunkyu · 6 months
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HEYYYYYYYY HAIIIIIIIIIIII it is blossom back again... finally bringing back my one and only, my favorite boy... choi junkyu ! i have wanted to bring him back for months and he is finally back ! personality wise, he is still the same as he was before however he's now born in 1999 instead of 1998 and he's been a trainee since july 2020 ! considering not much has changed about him, i'll paste his previous intro below along with his stats page and plots page ! as always, give this a little heart and i will message you to plot, or you can follow me on twitter /94joobebe to plot if there is easier !
born and raised in busan !! moved to seoul when he was four
only child
bcs he was an only child, his parents gave him a lot of love and attention when he was younger but as he got older, it slowly started to become less and less
which led to little junkyu noticing ???? how his parents weren’t paying as much attention to him
though they still looked after him, made sure he had food and was sleeping well and all of the sort
though once he realised his parents were kinda treating him different ??? he actually started to notice that they were spending less time with him
during this time is when he fell in love with music and he would be in his bedroom having his own little concert pretending like he was an idol
it sort of became his little comfort thing because his parents weren’t around as much
his parents tried to make it up by trying to replicate that love they felt for him but couldn’t show through gifts
to which he went along with
though deep down he just rlly ??? wants to see his parents and have them tell him they’re proud of him
so when he told them he wanted to become an idol, they didn’t batter an eyelid really and told him to go for it
which he did and here he is, 3 years later and an lgc trainee!!!!!
he’s v proud of himself for getting in and though he has a long way to come, he’s always down to learn and better himself!!!
is a v soft and sweet boi, gentle but also v determined to debut
definitely not the type to step on his friends to get ahead and be horrible but sometimes his competitiveness can show a bit more obvious
his duality … Insane
v v v critical of himself, sometimes to a fault
be his friend he’s like a little puppy!!!
to this day he barely sees his parents ( also partially bcs trainee life )
probably only talks to them like once every week ????
which is also why he rlly treasures his friendships w people
overall he’s just your little puppy like friend who rlly wants to make it in the industry!!!!!!! ;’;
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loisroo · 1 year
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I know this is very cliche, but like...either coffee shop au or like Kindergarten/Preschool Teacher!Dongsik x Single Parent!Juwon. Just a really cute meet cute would be nice, for them. I think they deserve that
yayyy!! you are very correct, they deserve all the love. i tend to write a lot of fluff and sappy things more often then not so i hope it's good!! Thanks for sending me a prompt <3
Lee Dong Sik had never been much of a coffee drinker growing up or in his young adult years. It wasn't until after Sang Yeob got him hooked six months into their partnership, with a whiny "Dong Sik-ah, try it with the cream and flavor in it, I promise you'll love it."
Now years later, long after Sang Yeob had left the RUI for better prospects, Dong Sik still finds himself walking into a coffee shop every morning, craving the sweet taste of a warm coffee. (No matter how many times he tries to make the drinks at home himself, it never tastes the same.)
Sometimes it was the coffee shop close to his station, other times it was the one on his way to work but today he found himself following the directions on his phone to a small tea/coffee shop, fifteen minutes out of his way. Min Jung had sent the address last night and he sighed as he pulled his coat tighter around himself as a burst of cold air hits him. He should have insisted on the one close to his work.
He eyes the rain clouds above him as he walks faster and barely makes it through the door before the rain is crashing into the side of the windows.
He breaths a sigh of relief and glances around the little shop, it's small but not uncomfortably, giving off a warm and cozy vibe. There are more plants hanging around and on the table then he expected but it brightens the place up nicely. The chairs look antique but the cushions on them look plush and look nice with the dark wood tables. Overall, Dong Sik's surprised by the overall homey feel of the place shoved into this tiny building which was packed between busy buildings.
He doesn't see Min Jung anywhere, in fact there is only one other customer in the place and they are tucked in the back corner behind a laptop. He makes his way to the counter and sees the barista is turned away wiping his hands on a towel.
The man turns around and they lock eyes immediately, Dong Sik cant help but blink a few times nor the way his mouth falls open slightly.
It's not just the fact that the young man is attractive, he's really attractive-- almost princely good looks.
No, it's the combination of his amazing features, very expensive tan sweater, and the annoyed frown that makes him look extremely out of place in the small shop. His stance is tall, proud and the broad shoulders underneath his soft sweater are tight and powerful looking. He looks like he belongs at a semi-formal dinner party with investors and not behind the counter at a cute tea and coffee shop.
Dong Sik blinks out of his thoughts at the annoyed huff that leaves the younger man's mouth and sees his eyebrows furrow together, "Excuse me, can I get you anything?"
It's spoken like the young man has already said it before and Dong Sik feels his cheeks turn a little pink as his brain cataloging the man's extremely deep voice and the fact that Dong Sik's been staring at him for way too long. It's been a while since someone left him without words but everything about the younger man was just so out of place, it was a little disorienting.
"Umm... a drink?"
The man looks even more annoyed and Dong Sik feels something in his brain latch onto the annoyance, he can't stop the teasing smile that comes to his face even if he wanted to.
"What kind of drink?"
Dong Sik hums as puts his hands into his pocket, glancing up at the pretty menu and enjoying the impatience clearly growing on the barista's face.
"I've never been here what would you recommend?" He says it sweetly, a smile on his face.
The young barista straightens and nods, still looking annoyed but seeming to remember his job, "Do you like coffee or tea?"
Dong Sik hums, making a show of thinking, only opening his mouth and saying lazily saying "Coffee" after the man looked ready to prompt him again.
Dong Sik looks back at the menu but watches the barista from the corner of his eye as he takes a breath and then lets out a small sigh, "Do you like sweet or bitter coffee?"
Dong Sik slowly brings his eyes back down to the worker and looks him directly in the eyes, "I prefer things to be sweet."
He says it with as much teasing as he can, his eyes amused and his smile only growing bigger. He sees the man blink in surprise and his face shifts briefly before he puts his annoyed frown back on his face, "Then I suggest getting the tuxedo, it's white and dark chocolate flavor with whipped cream on top."
Dong Sik nods, still smiling, "That sounds great, a medium please... Joo Won-ssi."
The man startles a little before glancing down at his name tag and then scowling harder at Dong Sik. It makes something in Dong SIk's stomach flip with an overwhelming need to bother the man further. He likes the scowls and the annoyance but the looks of surprise have him intrigued at what other faces he can pull from the handsome, well-dressed barista.
So Dong Sik steps a little closer to the counter and leans against it slightly, putting him just a little closer to Joo Won. He sees the man look down at the counter and then back up at him but the barista doesn't say anything else.
"Now that I think about it, I'm feeling a little hungry too. Can you give me a suggestion on what's good?"
The man openly sighs again and Dong Sik can't help the laugh that escapes him. Joo Won folds his arms together and raises an eyebrow, "Are you being annoying on purpose?"
Another laugh falls out of Dong Sik's mouth and his smile gets brighter, losing some of the teasing from before, "Most definitely."
The man lets out another sigh but the small uptick of his mouth and the fact that he hasn't asked Dong Sik to leave keeps Dong Sik rooted in his spot.
Joo Won leans over to the display case and pulls out a delicious looking scone and places it on the counter, "Here, I suggest this."
Dong Sik hums and smiles down at it before looking back up at the taller man, leaning in a little further onto his elbows and peering up at him, "Is this the sweetest thing here?"
Dong Sik bats his eyes for heightened effect and Joo Won lets out an undignified snort as he rolls his eyes. He makes his way over to the machines behind the counter and starts to make Dong Sik's drink.
He's not really aware that he's staring at the barista until he catches himself leaning a little too far over the counter. Dong Sik feels his cheeks turn a little pink again and he straightens himself and takes a step back from the counter.
"Do you do that to everyone?"
Dong Sik tilts his head at the question and Joo Won glances at him, looking slightly amused, "Being annoying? Is that just your personality?"
He can't seem to stop any of the laughs from leaving his body today, a pleasant change of pace for him. The laugh is louder then the others more genuine then before, "If you ask my friends, it's an integral part of my personality."
Joo Won smiles slightly but just hums, finishing up the drink and bringing it back over to Dong Sik. He sets the drink down and then asks, "And what if I asked you?"
Dong Sik watches as the man for a second, the way he shifts his weight and folds his arms in front of his chest again, "I'd say I'm only annoying to the people I dislike or really like."
Joo Won blinks at that and raises an eyebrow, "So which is it right now?"
The question is said with a little more vulnerability then Dong Sik thinks Joo Won meant to convey, but something about the way he is standing and his voice makes Dong Sik think he's not as tall, proud, and confident as he pretends to be.
Dong Sik hums and takes the step forward again, watching as Joo Won slightly leans against the counter as well. He reaches over, straightens the name tag on Joo Won's sweater and the young man watches him the entire time.
Dong Sik smiles softly at the barista as he reaches over and grabs a napkin and a pen that's sitting in a cup labeled 'sanitized'. He pulls out some cash, scribbles on the napkin and hands it back to Joo Won and studies the young man's face as he takes it back.
There's a little bit of surprise there, and Dong Sik thinks he may have read the situation wrong until he sees pink tint Joo Won's cheeks and the barista quickly pockets the napkin.
Dong Sik opens his mouth to tease again when the door bursts open and Min Jung and Ji Hoon stumble in soaking wet, hair plastered to their faces.
Min Jung cries out, "Dong Sik-ah!"
They both run to him and he shuffles backwards, swatting at them as they try to hug him, "Leave me alone, stop it! Look what you did to Joo Won-ah's clean floors!!"
Both of the kids stop and blink at him in confusion but he hears Joo Won's sharp, slightly strangled inhale and Dong Sik can't help the grin and wink that he tosses over his shoulder at the red faced barista, "I like him, you two will need to be kind to him."
Dong Sik barely dodges the wet towel thrown at him in retaliation and he laughs brightly as he thinks to himself, fifteen minutes hadn't been that far out of the way, after all.
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cutiedwaekki · 8 months
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MASTERLIST
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here you will find each one of my fic!! moreover I bring you here to know how to send me a fic request according to what I write or not.
🧸 : fluff ☁️ : angst 🔥: smut ☀️: happy ending
REMINDER: MINORS DNI IT IS FETISH CONTENT
Link to : AO3
STRAY KIDS :
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Light ! Camera ! Action ! Hyunjin have to gain some weight for a new role he have to play. But he end up gaining more than he should 🧸☀️
DR.Bang Where Jisung goes to the doctor for a health check up but it doesn't happen as planned 🧸🔥☀️
Life in farm isn't bad. Exhausted from his life in the city, Minho goes for a while to his cousin Felix who lives in a farm with his husband. He'll also meet the farmer next door Jisung who attracted him for his good humor and his chubby body pushing against his overalls 🧸☀️ PUPPY an interactive story for my one year on tumblr. seungmin, a lost hybrid finds himself adopted by Jisung, a somewhat naive student 🧸☀️ Intro ; part 1 ; part 2
Couvade syndrome
Where Minchan's having their first child but even if Minho is the one who carries the child, Chan also seems very invested and stressed by the news that he is developing a couvade. but isn't it a good thing in the end? 🧸☀️
CANDYLAND
halloween special fic ! the tale of hantsel and gretel except that here the siblings will be the twins will be embodied by Felix and Jisung and the wicked witch will be our dear Minho who will become a little too whipped to them both and their chubby figure 🧸☀️☁️
F.I.L.A (Fall In Love Again)
were Chan discover an big secret about Minho who went so far as to upset their life as a couple, is it good? bad? Just take a look at it 🧸☀️
Channies room
were Chan made a mukbang show for earn money. but as he continues his show, it's not just his wallet that's getting bigger 🧸☀️
GIMME A BIG BOY
If you know the song made my snl and sza you'll exactly know what this fic will talk about 🤭 🧸☀️
GREEDY
or were for an investigation , Changbin must infiltrate one of the largest mafia of Korea in order to obtain information on the suppliers but also the leader of this gang . Who would have thought that it was not only his mafia that was big 🧸☀️☁️
DWAEKKI GYM
or were changbin see all his friends getting chubbier day by day and want them to get back in shape .... but it doesn't goes as he expected especially when he realize that they don't lose any weight but also that he start gaining weight too ! 🧸☀️☁️
GOING CRAZY
when both are so in love with each other that they go beyong the limits without knowing the other do the same
Or more like a yandere x yandere 🧸☀️
MIXTAPE : OH
art! Nerd hyunjin having a big crush on the highschool jock Changbin but never confess to him. Years later they met again and his love grow bigger just like the ex jock waistline 🧸🔥☀️
Kind of magic
Or were Felix is a kind but inexperienced fairy who though that with a little help of magic he could easily make his cookies softer and rounder ... not making people who ate them soft and rounder 🧸☀️
Part 1 ; Part 2 (soon)
DOMINO
Straykids won one year of unlimited free pizza thanks to the use of their song domino to promote the brand . Changbin intends to make this offer profitable and the members will help him with this... 🧸☀️
ARE YOU HUNGRY ?
were Seungmin start to take all the bad habits from Changbin and become in denial from his own weight gain 🧸☀️👔
CIRCUS
circus au! Jisung gets jealous of the new acrobat Jeongin an tries to make him gain weight for sabotage his show but it doesn't go as he planned
STUDY-EXAM-LOVE-FOOD
seungmin's grades are falling, so Minho his professor has a plan in mind, he would tutor seungmin and bring lots of treats, making seungmin gain weight. fortunately for the younger, seungmin knows minho's ulterior motive. the older liked bigger guys, so why not turn the tables and make his tutor fat ? 🧸☀️👔
BEAR HUG
Chan keeps hiding his body in oversized hoodies, so curious Felix decides to find a way to see what's behind those clothes. 🧸☀️
COOKIES
Hyunjin discover some cookies send by one of Felix's friend , but the more he eat and the fatter he get 🧸🔥(implied) ☀️
PIECE OF CAKE
Hyunjin is on a diet but Seungmin find the best idea to ruin it
CHERRY ON TOP
where when Felix go so oftenly in that restaurant more for the cute waiter than the food 🧸🔥
cookie case
3racha as the totally spies investigating on a mystery factory and their delicious cookies
Teddy bear
were Seungmin and Minho used to be chilhood friends but the oldest as a kid always made fun of the youngest for being chubby. But no worry , karma come and hit him
mr policeman
Where a Changbin overwhelmed by work follows the recommendations of his colleague Seungmin. But should he ?
dream come true
The prince Chan made a wish after another lonely night , wishing for someone to love him. Fate gave him 7 persons
santa ?
Changbin doesn't belive in chrismas in general , to remedy this he received a very particular punishment
taste
By using Seungmin's computer, Chan discovered his husband's fetish which soon became his too
moviestar
where Hyunjin, a talented actor, finds himself gaining weight for a role, which is far from displeasing his boyfriend Seungmin, delighted with the changes in his figure
BADTZ-MARU
were students at SKZ High School found a great way to learn math without the knowledge of their math teacher, Mr. Seo
domectic dwaekki
changbin's new life as a house-husband
TOMOROW BY TOGETHER :
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blue hour
They say that the blue hour is a memorable moment, let's see what will happen to them after entering this forbidden amusement park
SEVENTEEN :
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an (almost perfect) party
when svt prepare a birthday party ... but nothing goes as expected
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stardustsunny · 1 year
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Summer bucket list;
Word count: 809
Pairing: bestfriend!yeonjun x bestfriend!gn! reader
Warnings: mentions of minor injury
a/n: idk if I actually like this one, something isn't sit right with me..but I still hope that you will enjoy reading it!
Likes and reblogs are highly appreciated &lt;3
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Before the summer break you decided to write a bucket list on what you should do with your bestie Yeonjun. One of the things you added was baking. Your skills in cooking overall are not that good, but you know that Yeonjun is much better at it so you wanted to try to bake something with him by your side. Just in case you will burn something. 
Today is the day when you decided to meet with Yeonjun and go to the convenience store to buy the ingredients for the apple pie you've been craving recently.
Once the boy texted you that he is outside your building you left the apartment to meet him. "I wrote a list of products that we need" You handed him the note to check if everything is correct. "Yeah, okay, let's go." 
Of course you bought not only ingredients you need but some snacks as well in case your cake won't be that good and you can eat it sadly.
When you both come back to your apartment you begin preparing the kitchen and Jun going through the recipe once again to make sure that you have everything. 
"Yeonjun-ah what should I do? I'm not sure about my baking skills, you know..." You said shyly watching your nails. "Well..don't you think that you will just watch me cooking, don't you? I won't let you do that you know right. You can slice the apples and make a sauce for them, I will make dough", looks like you will have the easiest part, and you fine with it.
While you were washing the apple Yeonjun asked you to be careful with the knife, cause it's quite sharp but you convinced him that everything would be alright. 
You thought so. Everything was fine, until the third apple that you begin to cut, you got distracted by conversation with your friend and accidentally cut your finger. "Ouch!" you screamed, Yeonjun stopped everything he did and in seconds appeared beside you "Did you cut it? Oh my gosh, did it hurt a lot? I told you to be more careful Y/n" he mumbled while observing your finger. "Junnie don't worry it's not that bad I guess, but yeah it hurts.." and with that Yeonjun dragged you to the bathroom where the first-aid kit was. He was so careful with the wound and tried his best to make it less painful even though it hurts like hell. Yeonjun is always like this to you, he sees you like his younger sister that he should take care of everytime. You feel it since middle school, where you first met, he was always here when you needed his help or anything.  So now, when he placed a bandaid, you smiled thinking about all of this. "What are you smiling for?" he looked at your face, not getting any bit of your happiness as you just injured your finger. "It's nothing,  I thought how you always take care of me and how I'm grateful to you for this" you smile wider looking at him "And why do you have to be that cheesy right now? Your my best friend almost sister like, I feel like need to care of you, as you my one and only bestie that I cherish so much" he hugged you lightly "But we need to drop that soft stuff as we should make a pie first". You get back to the kitchen and resume your work, when Yeonjun finishes with the crust and you prepare apples he helps you with the final step of mixing apples with spices and caramel and then you put everything in baking form and place it in the oven. Yeonjun checked the time on the phone "We should check  the pie within 25 minutes, remind me when it will be 12:15 if I forget " you nodded. "Okay, can we go play something I was traumatized from the baking today, I need a distraction" you whined plopping on the couch, your friend chuckled at you and poked your side "It's no a big deal, it's not like you died today, stop being so dramatic" he found a game for you two and gave you the controller.
The time passed and you smell the spiced apples, you quickly grabbed the phone to check the time and found out that it's 12:37, the pie could probably be burned "Jun! The pie! Oh God we should check it" Yeonjun raced to the kitchen, he opened the oven to check the pie and luckily it was fine. You both sighed in relief and looked at each other giggling "Well..maybe it's traumatizing experience..just a bit" your friend chuckled "Seems like we successfully finish one of your bucket list wish" you smiled to each other as you mentally crossed this thing from your summer bucket list.
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masculinebeast · 1 year
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Black Phone 📞Oc (Credits to the original submission of this photo, I found this about year ago)
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Name: Michael Jacobs
Age: 14 - 15
Gender: Nonbinary masc
Pronouns: He/They/it (He/Him Used to describe character)
Sexuilty: Gay
Who He Lives With: He lives with his dad *Scott Jacobs* and his mother in unknown to him, But what his dad told him, Was that she left and died in a car crash.
Friends With: I have a feeling, He was friends with one of Finney's bullies before he went missing. Like I think it was Matty who he hung out with, And I have a feeling had a crush on him after awhile (But he *Matty* never knew and Michael didn't tell him).
Personally: Michael was a very quite and blank person, He rarely talked to anyone outside of school and most kids thought he was weird- Considering how quite he was. He's a pretty nice person though, And *Before he got kidnapped* wanted to make more friends.
Hobbies: Like most kids in tbp, He rode his bike a lot and often saw billy *Before he went missing* in the mornings, And would stop and chat. He also listened to soft music or basically anything on the radio, And also enjoyed going outside. Like playing in the mud or watching a nearby lake, Was something he often did.
How He Got Kidnapped: While walking home on September 16th, 1978 (Random date), He caught the glimpse of an 'old' man in need of assistance. He looked lost and as I mentioned, He wanted to get out more and asked him if he needed help. Let's just say he ended up in the back of a van, With something in his mouth and later he was in a basement.
How He Died: After being in there for 2/1 weeks, He was caught off guard and stabbed in both of his eyes. That was because he went to the basement and was punished severely-. Later his eyes were bandaged but he was dead anyway.
Prior To The Movie: He was much like Griffin, in a floating position when Finney met him, but was trying to give him useful advice to survive. Mostly being: "Sleep with your eyes open, Or you'll lose em'" before hanging up, Later in the raining scene, He can be scene in a bloody white bandage, And blood spemered on his face- Along with blood on the rest of his clothes. And in the ending, Said "Burn in hell" to the grabber.
Relationship With The Other Boys +Finney and Gwen, And Matty: He makes conversation with billy and griffin the most, Not really knowing Vance or bruce, Or Robin- But later he starts talking to them too. He somewhat visits Finney in his house, And I mean he calls him- But overall has a decent relationship with him. Gwen and him have chat in between, And that's mainly because he sneaks up on her a lot. He talks to Matty one final time by calling him (Like finn) and tells him his feelings, Before hanging up. Later it's shown that Matty has the same feelings, But has internalized homophobia and doesn't come to terms with his bi sexuailty until later.
Facts: 1.) He enjoys reading a lot, But stopped after he started 9th grade (Mainly due to his busy schedule. 2.) Got really good grades in school, and for an unknown reason- Enjoys studying. 3.) Has his moms locket, His dad gave it to him when he was younger and he rarely takes it off. It has a picture of her inside. 4.) His nickname is 'Mary' (Funny joke between his dad and him, But is used by the grabber. Hence everyone thinking it's his real name) and he often gets called bloody Mary by the others. 5.) He mostly uses He/Him pronouns, but is open to They/Them and It/It's. Mainly because he enjoys them, and they suit him more. 6.) His hair is randomly cit, That is because he cuts his own hair and it kinda looks like hell- Considering he tries cutting it with note eyes.
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(This character was inspired mainly by Beverly Marsh. Because the outfits, how he does their hair, and the blood really represent it. Also, I went back and fourth about the gender and pronouns, I didn't feel like they were a male but rather nonbinary.)
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something I threatened @fortes-fortuna-iogurtum I would write (romantic narvinromana) only way sadder than I planned (cw suicidal thoughts). also tagging @magicofthepen because she's the one who 1) sold me on this pairing as romantic and 2) brought up the concept of Them in season 5
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All of Gallifrey knows that their Supreme Leader does not want to live. Romana's recording when she leaves them to believe she's died, and has in fact gone home, comes as little surprise; the calm in her voice as she speaks of her own death. The longing. She's long since stopped avoiding attempts on her life. The Chancellery Guard knows there's as much chance of coming upon her dead by her own hand as there is of it being an assassination. She has never been long for this world.
The first time — the only time, because the other was Trey, far too warm for a Time Lord and too solid for a Matrix projection — Narvin kisses her is the moment he, himself, realized this. She will not look him in the eye, only stares blankly down at her hands in her lap, burned and scraped from a thermal explosion she had knowingly walked into. She claimed that the safeguards in place were enough, that she could not hide herself away out of fear, but. But, but, but. Narvin knows better. He knows her well by now. He can see it all over her.
He sits down carefully beside her on the medical cot, haltingly reaches out to grab her hand to stop her picking at fresh scabs. If he simply... doesn't let go, after, there's no one who would dare comment on it. She still won't look at him. She barely even seems awake. Hardly seems alive, though he knows she is, sees her chest rise and fall as she breathes and feels the double-pulse in her wrist.
"Did you want to die?" He asks, quietly, when there's no one else in earshot. The Supreme Leader prefers to be left alone in these aftermaths, everyone knows it. They also know that her Chancellor is the one person who is exempt. Narvin, however, knows that her best friend would be, too, were that friend here. He thinks he is not enough for this; he tries anyway.
Romana sighs. "Narvin-"
"Not today," he adds, only after she's already spoken. "Not now. Did you want... did you wish to die, on Etra Prime?"
Romana's head whips up, turns to look at him with wide, icy eyes that he would describe as terrified, were he willing to admit to that in her. She looks suddenly stunned, overwhelmed and younger than he's ever seen her. By twenty years, he thinks bitterly.
Narvin has never known Romana aside from the Daleks. Very few, anymore, have. Brax had, of course, but Brax is gone. As is the version of Romanadvoratrelundar who had existed before the Daleks and twenty years imprisoned. He knows she'd been called the Ice Maiden at the Academy, but can't help thinking that she must be colder now than she was even then. There's a part of him that wishes for contrast, and another part that's terrified that he would not know her at all. Vansell had been Coordinator when she was freed, Narvin still stuck working his way up the ranks. He'd never met her before she was this. If Etra Prime had never happened, would they be here, now? Would a Romana without the Daleks be his Romana?
These are questions Narvin cannot answer and will not ask. The one he has hangs trembling in the air, even as Romana seems to go more still than he's ever seen her, except for times she was unconscious. On some kind of wild instinct perhaps learned from time spent with Leela, Narvin squeezes her hand. Romana blinks, finally, breathes again and Narvin feels like he can breathe again with her. They're both staunchly avoiding any kind of touch telepathy. This is a moment for words spoken and respect; there's a buzz where their skin touches, though maybe Narvin is imagining it.
Romana slumps further, already downtrodden posture falling into something sharply angled yet far too soft all at once, robes adding an uncanny contour that makes her look, overall, like something broken. Maybe she is. Maybe she always has been. It terrifies Narvin to follow that train of thinking. What, he has to ask then, is holding her together? What, if anything, is capable of mending her? He is afraid, though it's presumptuous even to conceive of, that in some way, the answer is him. He's afraid of the fact that he hopes it.
"Yes," Romana finally says, voice barely a whisper. She hasn't returned his grip on her hand, but she's folded up and leaning against him, weight barely noticeable. They're completely alone now. Everyone else has figured out that this is a private moment, even if one not intended for, and left them. Romana's hands are cold. "I wanted to die rather than stay there. I wanted to live, though, more. Live... free. Home. Being there was like being dead, itself, in a way." Her voice is unsteady, shaking slightly with how hard she is fighting to hold herself together. It was easier, with Leela to help. Now neither of them knows what they're doing.
Narvin nods, with enough force that even if she is not looking at him — he isn't looking at her, he will give her this dignity — she can feel it telegraphed through where they touch. "Is it like that here?" He asks next, his voice lowered as well. "Is this... like being dead?"
"It feels it," Romana whispers. "Sometimes."
"I can't claim to understand," Narvin tells her, "I can't imagine-" he sucks in a breath. "Romana," he says, her name gentle on his tongue. When she looks at him, eyes tired and hollow, he says, "I can help you suffer." He doesn't know what comes over him in that moment, only that it's overwhelming. Leela could name it, were she there, but now... but now it is only him, and Romana, and all that he knows is that neither of them can be alone and he would do anything to keep it this way.
Romana shakes her head sorrowfully. "No," she says.
"I can give you reasons not to die."
She scoffs, utterly humorless. "Like?"
Narvin looks into her face, at her mussed hair and residue from the explosion clinging to patches of her skin. In this moment, as in a great many that he is holding close to his chest, Romana is the most important thing — the only thing — in the world. This one, or any other. She may not wish to live but he can't conceive of her dying. He doesn't have or won't use a word for this.
Instead, in this moment of sorrow and vulnerability, without hope or plan, and with far more courage — perhaps simply far more need, in the end — than the kind of man he knows he is, Narvin leans over and, hand hovering just above her jaw but not quite touching, kisses her. The surprising part, the little bit of light where the grace is, is that she doesn't immediately recoil. That, in fact, after half a heartsbeat's hesitation, she actually kisses back. The faint buzz, of restrained touch telepathy and something that might be love, or the beginnings of both or either of those things, grows. It's only a few seconds, seconds that they count and compile on instinct, but it's enough.
"I'm sorry-" Narvin begins as soon as there's distance, though not much, between them, and Romana shakes her head. The ends of her hair swish in the small space between their bodies.
"That's a reason," she says softly in that quiet space.
"Is it?" He asks, barely breathing for wanting. What he wants, he isn't sure. There is nothing in his extensive training for this.
She nods. They are leaned so close together that their foreheads are almost touching. She has still not let him in her head. Narvin thinks that he would rather she doesn't. He doesn't need to know her pain that intimately. Not when he can know it out loud, when she has allowed him this. He doesn't think he wants to know a Romana he's never met.
"Narvin," she says eventually, when the only sound is their breathing. "...Chancellor," she begins again, the formality straightening her up, though there's still confusion and exhaustion unhidden in her eyes. This is how it has to be. "Will you walk me to my rooms?"
Narvin has still not, through this all, let go of her hand. He isn't even sure he knows how to let go of her anymore. "I will."
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cljordan-imperium · 1 year
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Find The Word Tag
I was tagged by @blind-the-winds
My words are: grace, glint, grave, ghost, and give
I'm tagging - @athena-anna-rose @dogmomwrites @frostedlemonwriter and @minutiaewriter along with Open Tag
Your words are: say, shadow, line, contrast, volume
Now onto the writing...
GRACE
Beauty, an ethereal grace, lethality, and an indomitable will, this Queen Abriella was proving to be quite the female specimen and it was peeking Kellen’s interest more with every moment.  His gaze upon her was intense, the desire to know her more was growing stronger.  Could she be his equal, or more interestingly, his better?
GLINT
Unlike the night before, she no longer looked defiant and bold, the spirited glint was gone from her eyes.  Her shoulders were slumped, head down, and she overall looked defeated.  He was sure he had a part in that. Putting fingers under her chin he tipped her head back to look at him. "This is not the time for regrets. When we get to the castle, okay?" She nodded weakly. For a reason he didn't know, he gently tucked a lock of her dark brown hair behind her ear. "Let's get started.  There is hopefully a road near so we can get you some food."
GRAVE
Once Adriel had taken his seat and everyone seemed to calm some, Brie had the rest of her Guard, Olly, and Div join them in the dining room.  Before he sat, she took her grandfather off to the side to discuss the frailty of Yael’s psyche. There was a growing fear in her mind that it had been a grave mistake to bring her to Imperium where there were frequently angels as much as demons. Div tried to reassure her that sheltering her would do her no favors and that she was in the best hands possible with Leandre and Deacon. Abriella kept thinking back to her own time when she had first arrived at Sanctuary in Chicago and she too had run scared.  What she had been through in her early life paled to what Yael had survived, which made Abriella’s heart break for her friend all the more.
GHOST
I do not have this word in my current writing, so I will give you some information about Casperius, one of my OC's.
Casperius is one of three brothers. Cormoran is his older brother and Mattheus is his younger. The FC for Casperius is Ed Skrein, Cormoran is Cillian Murphy, and Mattheus is Nicholas Hoult. They are all Contract Demons and while the older two work together in what can best be described as a mafia type syndicate that they lead, Mattheus has gone rogue and actually operates against them. What they don't realize is that Kellen is helping him. How, why, and what that means for our little Forest Sprite, Martenique is an adventure you'll have to stay tuned to see.
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GIVE
“Course ya can, babe.  Now, one of us or even more than one will have to be watchin over ya from somewhere, but we can keep back to give ya girls some space.”  Thinius gave Phaedra’s shoulders a soft and reassuring squeeze.  This seemed something important to his girl, so he’d make it happen if he had to station members of the legion every three feet just out of sight of the women to keep them safe. While there was no way anyone that would harm the SHOULD be able to get into the Palace didn’t mean that they wouldn’t be able to.  There were still spies for Leviathan and Abbadon after all.  And his double-agent didn’t know them all.
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reddragon-cowboy · 8 months
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Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship | Not accepting !! @dandelicn ~
//you asked for niah and spike so you get two for both ! ;3
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Niah and Dani bond over related interests : Niah tends to withdraw into her inner world when she ends up alone in her own company. This happens more often than not because she feels she don't have many associates who share a common interest in the things she finds entertaining; Niah has always regarded her own interests, all the things that make her feel happy or joyful, as nothing other than dull and insipid to her peers in her younger years, and to this new generation where humanity seem to have lost their place in the universe. Which is one of the main reasons why Niah thoroughly enjoy Dani's companionship : Dani is silly, sweet, and possess a similar likeness to Niah's soft nature. But she also takes delight in Dani's fascination with plants, such as dandelions ! You can bet Niah learned to use dandelions in her recipes, they can even pick dandelions together to use for food ! Niah also like to play video games, so I can see them playing games together sometimes, plus, going roller skating/longboarding. Overall, they can be silly and goofy together over their interests.
Spike messes with Dani ( in a brotherly way) : I already know that Spike will be amused by Dani's antics and silliness; I highly doubt he'd ever, if rarely, be annoyed by her presence. Most people who annoy him, he just tolerates and puts up with them if they're around; in Dani's case, I don't think he'd ever feel a need to 'tolerate' her. Spike got a weak center for the soft ones, and Dani possess a gentle heart that Spike will try to shield from harm and look after if she ever has a tough time standing up for herself. Sympathy and compassion come a bit easier if he sees her in a melancholy mood. And so, with all this being said, he will tease her a lot in the way a big brother teases his little sister, whether it's something she's doing or interested in, and be entertained by whatever reaction she gives him if she takes the bait.
Sleepovers ( both) : Niah might suggest to Dani to spend the night for a sleepover on rare occasions. Wearing cute pajama's or gowns. Watching a movie under a fort they built, with some snacks : chips, popcorn, soda, salsa, and pizza , maybe ? Spike might step in after a successful bounty hunt and wonder why the living room is a whole mess, tease them about their little 'girls night', leave, then come back like an idiot to join their girl's night because he really want some snacks and pizza due to starvation ( a mere exaggeration on his part).
Spike will offer his help : If Dani is ever in a pinch, Spike will try to help if it's in his power to do so at the time. Spike is practically renowned for being lazy, or portraying an apathetic countenance towards life in general, people or other things, and may not want to do anything because he just don't feel like it ( it's as simple as that) if it's not important enough to gain his attention. But he tries to be kind towards Dani and will lend a hand if she ever requests his services, or if she doesn't, he'll ask her if it's obvious she needs help and is being stubborn about it.
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Hello, can I request yandere platonic separate headcanons with Victor, Vincent, Albert and Claude with younger sister/daughter figure fem!reader ? The idea is they accidentally walked on her quietly crying while looking at happy old photos of herself and her boyfriend who died in accident. Meanwhile they are comforting her, she accidentally fell asleep on them. Feel free to reject!
Hello dearie! I’m finally writing more! But I am sorry this is a little late! I hope you enjoy and have an amazing day/night!
About: Yandere, Platonic headcanons with Victor, Vincent, Albert, and Claude with younger sister/ daughter figure Fem!reader. They accidentally walk in on her quietly crying while looking at happy old photos of herself and her boyfriend who died in Ana accident. They comfort her and she accidentally falls asleep on them!
Type of writing: Fanfiction, Comfort, angst(kinda), Yandere headcanons, platonic headcanons.
Warnings: Death, Yandere themes
Characters: Victor, Vincent, Albert, Claude, and Fem!reader(aka you!)
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Yan!Victor Blake x younger sis figure Fem!Reader(platonic)
💕Okay, the moment he sees you crying, total panic mode.
💕He immediately thinks he did something wrong. Did he hurt you somehow? Did he say something to offend you? Breathed a little to much?
💕When he finds out why your crying, he’s a little relived. Mostly that he didn’t do something wrong, but also because he didn’t have to do any dirty work!
💕Even though he’s happy he didn’t upset you, he does feel a little upset about what happened.
💕He understands that you loved and cherished him. So he tries to comfort you as best he can and is overall very understanding.
💕And when you fall asleep on him, he is kinda surprised. But really happy.
💕He’d rub your head and just let you sleep. Tonight was rough for you and sleep might help! He may set you down in your bed and in the morning he’d leave you some coffee, or hot chocolate, or honestly whatever warm and cozy beverage you like.
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Yan!Vincent Edgeworth x Younger sis figure Fem!reader(platonic)
🖤When he first saw you crying, he kinda froze.
🖤He wasn’t exactly..good at comforting people. But he really didn’t want to see you cry. It gave him a sinking feeling in his heart.
🖤When he realizes why he doesn’t really react. I mean, he’s relived that nobody hurt you and he didn’t upset you! He cares that you’re crying and upset, but he doesn’t care about your boyfriend.
🖤However, he doesn’t understand why you’re so upset. If he lost Victor he’d be in shambles, the same way if he lost you.
🖤He would try his best to comfort you, buttt he isn’t really the best at that. Similar to Victor, he’d let you vent and be a shoulder to cry on for you.
🖤Just like when he saw you crying, he froze when you fell asleep on his shoulder.
🖤But he’d quickly relax and smile. He wouldn’t wake you up and make sure your comfortable when he sets you down in your bed. He’s just happy you weren’t too upset anymore when you fell asleep.
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Yan!Albert Kruger x younger sis figure Fem!reader(platonic)
💜When he saw you crying, his heart dropped. And probably stopped to.
💜Seeing you cry, would probably make him cry. He’d quickly rush to your side and comfort you though! He’d be happy that your boyfriend is dead! But he would be way more focused on how much your hurting from it.
💜While comforting you and you fall asleep on his shoulder. He goes so soft.
💜He smiles and is so happy you fell asleep on his shoulder. His heart is so happy and he just wants you to be happy too.
💜He would rub your head and let you rest in his shoulder for about an hour.
💜Once he decides to move, he would gently place you on your bed would silently whisper a goodnight and sweet dreams to you.
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Yan!Claude x younger daughter figure Fem!reader(platonic)
💙Probably the best at comforting you to be totally honest.
💙He would sit beside you and let you cry in his shoulder for however long you needed. He’d make sure to tell you how amazing you are as well. But he won’t say how happy he is that his little girl does not have a partner.
💙When he noticed that you fell asleep on his shoulder he would honestly start crying by how cute he thought you looked.
💙He’d make sure to stay completely still and would let you stay there for decent amount of time.
💙But eventually he would set you down into your bed and let you sleep. He would probably cook your favorite breakfast the next morning to be honest.
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