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polaroidbills · 9 months

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enhypen when you find their baby photos cute

genre/cw: bf!enhypen x reader, mega super duper fluff, one mention of "dying of cuteness", lots cheek and face squishing

a/n: this was my very first request! i loved writing this so keep requesting more!

heeseung 희승

"oh my god you were soo cute! i could just squish your little cheeks!"

you're currently sitting on your bed, looking through a photobook of heeseung's baby and childhood photos. cooing over how cute and squishy his cheeks were.

"babe stopp!" he snatched the photobook and slammed it shut.

"noo but i wasn't done looking at the photos!"

"too late! should've taken a picture of them," he shrugs.

"well it's a good thing i did!" you grab your phone and open the pictures you got, putting it up next to heeseung's face.

"see you were so cute! what happened to you?" you compared the baby photo to heeseung now, frowning.

"what?! take that back!" he starts tickling you.

"okay! okay! fine! you're still very cute!" you say laughing.

"good!" he finally stops tickling you.

"see you look the exact same!" you grab his cheeks and squish them like they were in the photo.

"yah! stop it!" he starts tickling you again.

jay 제이

"baby you've been looking at these photos for an hour and a half noww," jay complains.

"but look at how cute you were! i can't stop!"

"well you're gonna have to stop," he grabs your phone to turn it off but before he could you ran away. off of the couch and around the kitchen island.

"yah! come here right now!" he tries to catch you but you run even faster.

"i'll stop under onee condition," you smirk as an idea comes up in your mind.

"okayy? and what is that one condition?" jay asks suspiciously.

"you need to pose like this photo!" you show your favourite baby photo of him.

"what? never!"

"pleasee! i promise i'll stop looking ag the baby photos, if you do this one thing!" you plead.

"fine," jay sighs and does the flower pose like the photo.

"yes!" you quickly snap a photo of him doing the pose.

"good! now stop looking at those photos!"

"i will i will!"

three hours later. all you been doing is staring at the photo you just took of jay.

jake 제이크

you were busy looking through baby and childhood photos of jake. until you felt arms snake around your waist and a head on your shoulder.

"watcha doing?"

"looking at this cute little baby. aw this one is my favourite," you smile at the photos.

"yahh stop looking at thesee," he closes the book and tosses it to the side. "why look at these when you have the real thing right here," he puts his hands under his chin as he smiles.

"but it's not as good as these photoss," you complain.

"yah! i'm soo much hotter and better than before come on, don't you agree?" jake whines at your remarks.

"haha just kidding my baby," you then put your arms around his waist pulling him closer into a hug.

"you better be."

sunghoon 성훈

"wahh you were so cutee," you smile as you go through baby sunghoon photos sunoo sent you.

"yah! where did you get these?" he grabs your phone out of your hand to see the photo up close.

"that's none of your business," you laugh trying to get the phone back.

"oh i'm deleting this!"

"wait no! please! i love the photo!" you jump up when he raises the phone higher.

"and delete! there the photo is gone now," he hands you back the phone.

"ugh! i can't believe you!" you turn around to fake sulk.

"baby?" you don't respond.

"baby i'm sorry. i didn't think it was that big of a deal to you," still no response, you're just on your phone. "yah! are you texting sunoo?"

"uh noo?"

"hey! you so are!"

"well you just deleted my favourite photo of you! so now i gotta get it back from sunoo!"

"he sent them to you?"

"yes!"

"oh i'm gonna slap him across the fa- wait. did you say favourite photo of me?" you nod, giggling. "yah!"

he then tackles you to the bed, tickling you.

sunoo 선우

"oh my god i can't! you were so cute as a baby!" flipping through the photobook, you squeal at how cute sunoo was.

"i know right! like my cheeks were so squishable!" he too, exclaims how he looked as a baby.

"ahh i can't! i'm gonna die of cuteness!" you pretend to faint.

"and my cheeks still are squishable! see?" he pinches his cheeks as you get up to do the same.

"and you're still the cutest ever! ugh i love you so much," you smile at him.

"you were also so cute as a baby!" he shows you a baby photo of yourself.

"yeah but not as cute as you though! i'm lowkey jealous."

"yeah i know," sunoo rolls his eyes, sassily pretending to flip his hair.

jungwon 정원

"aww oh my godd! you were so cuteee!" you flip through the photobook rapidly as the adrenaline flows through your body.

"yahh didn't i tell you to stop looking at those? i'm right here!" jungwon waves his hands in front of your face, getting your attention.

"wait you literally haven't changed! you look the same!" you hold the photo up to his face. you then grab his cheeks and squish them like how they were in the photo.

"there! i can't! cuteness overload!" you clap your hands at how similar it is.

"stopp!" he whines and shoos your hands away.

"wait i need a picture of this. could you pose like this pleaseee?"

"no. never in a million years."

"pleasee jungwon pleasee," you plead.

"no. thats my final answer."

"oh okay that's fine," you turn your back and cross your arms, pretending to sulk. but jungwon buys it as real sulking.

"wait babyy i'm sorryy," he grabs your chin to turn your head. revealing a pout on your lips.

"love i'm sorry. please talk to me," you don't say a word. instead you just sit and pout.

"fine i'll take the photo," jungwom finally sighs, giving in to your demand.

"yes!" you celebrate as he poses and you snap the photo.

niki 니키

you were busy scrolling through old baby photos of niki when you came across your all time favourite one.

you then ran to the living room where he was on the couch and shoved your phone right in front of his face, showing his the photo.

"look! weren't you the literal cutest baby ever! like i could just squish your cheeks oh my god!" you laughed.

"yah! where did you get that photo? i told everyone to delete it!" niki asks shocked.

"ha your mom sent it to me!" you laugh still staring at the phone.

"oh yeah?"

"yup!"

"well guess who sent this one to me?" you look up at him confused as he puts his phone up, revealing an old baby photo of you.

"yah! what the hell?! my mom sent this to you?" you grab his phone to get a better look at the picture.

"haha yes she did! and i made it my wallpaper!" niki turns his phone on and off to show his lockscreen.

"oh my god! that's so embarrassing!"

@polaroidbills please DO NOT copy, plagiarize, or repost any of my work.

🏷️ @enhacolor

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doppiodrips · 11 months

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LETS GO IM SO SORRY FOR BEING LATE UWAHHHH cock stepping/slapping if u squint (im sorry) ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ The student council meeting has concluded, it was well past a couple hours since the institute's classes have stopped, so why were you still there? Slutting out for the three, beautiful student council men of course. You were on top on Doppio, his cock fully inside your ass while his hands gripped your waist, bouncing you up and down on his cock while he grunted from behind, trying to keep quiet so the only sounds were the slapping sounds, and your moans. "Come on, you can be louder than that... go on let your other council members hear how much of a slutty bitch you are.."

Ver and Hex didn't have the pleasure of using your hole, but each of them had some form of pleasure. Hex's cock was inside your mouth, his hands in your hair pulling you further down, muffled moans just added to his pleasure and you knew this, as anytime you did: He'd slightly step on your cock, despite how humiliated you felt getting pleasured by him stepping on you, it also felt too good. Don't let Hex distract you too much, on the other side of you was Ver, who you were trying to pump, but with two men using your holes focusing was quite tough, but don't worry!! Anytime you started going too slow, Ver would slap your cock: The slap blending right in with Doppio's thrusts, anytime Ver pulled away his hand you could see a string of your cum attached to his hand. "Aww oo, that slap seemed a bit rougher than normal, you holding up Ver?" Hex's voice was barely higher than the sounds of slapping and moaning, Ver let out a growl at both Hex's snarky comment and at your hands back to pumping him at the right pace. "Shut...up..Hex!!!" You chuckled a bit, Hex obviously noticing before grabbing your hair again, pushing you down all the way on his cock. "Aw, bad boy.. you should really pay attention to your Kaichou" ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ A/N: I'm sorry for this not being as good, the announcement about Nina really broke me so writing this was very hard wahh Mysta x Criminal!reader next though! and then some Noctyx 2.0 thirsts

#nijisanji #nijisanji en #nijisanji smut #nijisanji en smut #nijisanji en x reader #nijisanji en x reader smut #xsoleil #male reader #hex haywire #hex haywire x reader smut #hex haywire smut #hex haywire x reader #doppio dropscythe smut #doppio dropscythe x reader #xsoliel x reader #xsoleil smut #ver vermillion #ver vermillion x reader smut #ver vermillion x reader

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moonsaver · 3 months

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Wahh I'm back haha, don't worry about messing up the request it happens! I still loved it the other way around!

Im so sorry anon, im delirious from lack of sleep and didnt read your request right. I hope this will be okay, <33

Sunday is usually busy, so when on this specific day, when you insist on meeting up with him in the middle of his schedule, he's a bit irked.

He imagines its most likely something important, or you needed something that only he could provide (which could only be done in private, behind doors).

So he's very sure to clear out people from the vicinity of his office, telling them he'll be alright and hastily shoo-ing them away in the most professional manner.

And then.. you show up, with a cheeky grin and a heart-shaped box. Curious.

And you set down the chocolate on his desk, almost humorously contrasting to his very well kept desk. You explain Valentine's to him and he understands, mainly because it's a bit of his duty to keep tabs on festivities, even of other planets.

And he offers you to sit down, asks you about it in more detail, while curiously scanning the box. He doesn't realise you made it yourself until you drop it in the middle of conversation, and he stays still for a moment, deep in thought, before a loving smile breaks out on his face.

Sunday appreciates any effort from you so much. He knows he's not exactly easy to love, especially because you have to do it from a distance most of the time. So he appreciates it so so much. He's already thinking of all the ways he wants to pay you back – not because he sees it as a transaction, but rather he wants to let you know he sees your efforts and wants to return them, too.

Lovingly guides you to sit you down beside him, and feeds you a piece of chocolate first, and then eats it himself. Very neatly picks it up, careful to make sure it doesnt melt on his gloves, and it doesn't get on your face. Wipes off any excess bits on your face and compliments the flavors, tells you about how popular they are, flavors that are particularly favored from certain worlds, and all sorts of things. He wraps up the box neatly and insists you wait for a bit outside his office, tenderly kissing your forehead.

After a few moments of quiet shuffling, his door clicks open, as he gives you a very beautifully sealed letter. He says it was supposed to be for another occasion, and he had to rush the writing a bit at the end, but most of it was completed, and stamped perfectly. The letter is about 3 pages long, and full of well-wishes, and feelings Sunday probably wouldn't be able to tell you directly face to face. He kisses your hand and tells you he'll make some time for you another day, and make up for the time he couldn't spend today.

He listens to your quiet footsteps shuffle down the hallway, further away from his office, and once he's sure you're gone, he sighs, sitting down in his office chair. He sits deeply in thought, and anyone walking in would have thought he was in deep trouble, trying to find a solution for an extremely multifaceted and complex issue.. when really, he's thinking about just how dangerously he's wrapped around your finger. Perhaps he prefers it that way?

#moonink #hsr #hsr sunday #honkai star rail sunday #honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #hsr sunday x reader #hsr x you #hsr sunday x y/n #hsr sunday x you #sunday x reader #sunday hsr

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anxiteyandsleep · 28 days

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hi there spring! :D i'm the anon who made the thranduil hcs request, and they are so so lovely, thank you so much💗

um i don't know if you write poly relationships, so feel free to ignore this request if you don't do that.. but if you do, may i request some fluffy headcanons about how thorin, bilbo, and a male dwarf reader might settle down together after the trip to the lonely mountain? (also thorin is alive in this au because canon is painful and he deserves to be happy dang it :^3)

Wahh thank you so much the requests <3 I have no problem with doing poly as long as it's like a paring that's healthy/I like ! ❤

° it definitely took you and Thorin time to adjust to living in the shire, though it's peaceful and the perfect place to relax after such a long, tiring and dangerous journey.

° once Bilbo got all his belongings back from the other hobbits, he rearranged things so there was room for yours and Thorins things, even buying weapon stands !

° Thorin at first is still recovering from his injuries, you and Bilbo have to practically tie him down so he'll rest because he kept wanting to help in the garden, making food, unpacking, everything.

° Bilbo insisted you two get your own armchairs, it was very important to him that you and Thorin had a lovely place to sit and read, or smoke.

° Thorin really enjoys gardening, he gets pretty competitive about it to!! He'll grumble sometimes about how his vegetables are far better than a neighbors, that he took better care of his garden than them. You and Bilbo find it adorable

° hearing you and Thorin sing is absolutely something Bilbo loves, he'll sit in his living room, on his beloved armchair, just listening to your songs fill his home. It's precious to him and he has no problem letting you and Thorin know that

° the biggest thing was having to get a new bed for you all to comfortably sleep on!!! The first few weeks had a lot of sleepless nights caused by accidentally elbowing each other, yours and Thorins beards getting in Bilbos face, as well as trying to be careful with Thorins injuries.

° Bilbo did get a much bigger bed, you all have plenty of room to lay comfortably but of course you still cuddle, Bilbo quite likes being snuggled between the two of you, despite him complaining about your beards being scratchy at times.

° the other hobbits are really confused by you and Thorin but are polite, it's just not common to see dwarves everyday but they adjust. And they definitely like how you guys party!

° also when Frodo is born, he has three uncles now and he brags about it when he's a little kid. Frodo will be like "oh yeah well uncle Thorin was actually a king so we're rich :3" "all my uncles fought a dragon and survived!"

° he's you three's biggest fan and loves braiding Thorins hair, and yours if it's long enough!

#the hobbit #male reader #Bilbo baggins x male reader #Thorin Oakenshield x male reader #bilbo baggins #thorin oakenshield #bagginshield #lotr x reader #headcanons

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twilghtkoo · 1 year

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hiiiii!!!! how are you? sooooo i don't know if u are taking requests but could u write abt s/o being a sooooo excited for the last of us series and haechan not being aware of it with the prompt 35????

love foolish

pairings. haechan x (f) reader

genre. fluff

warnings. mentions of guns and zombies

prompts. #35 “i thought you dont’t like horror games?”

note. i love this request!!!! i also freaking love the last of us, game and tv series :D i’m doing ok anon ty for asking,, i hope u enjoy this and take care <33

prompt list | series masterlist | taglist

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haechan is sprawled out on the couch after taking a shower, occupying all the space. he’s mindlessly on his phone, tapping away in the group chat with his older members. you’re finishing up your night time skin care routine, applying your cherry flavored chapstick to your dry lips.

curse the cold weather.

you turn the light off and exit the bathroom as you make your way down the hall to the living room. haechan senses you in the corner of his eyes, turning his head to look at you.

“so sexy.” he dreamily says, eyeing you up and down as you slide your feet over towards him. you’re dressed in your usual night attire, sweats and one of his t-shirts.

smirking, you poke your ass at him, immediately regretting it when his hand makes contact with your cheek.

you hiss in pain, pouting as your rub the stinging area, turning around to do the same to him but he manages to reach over and soothingly rub your ass.

“sorry bubs,” he sheepishly smiles.

you nudge his leg with your knee. “scoot over.”

he frowns, “lie on top of me.”

you sigh, even though you know that’s what you’d end up doing anyways.

you grab your tv remote before settling yourself on top of haechan’s chest, the top of your head in the crook of his neck. one of his arms are lazily wrapped around your waist and your legs entangled with his underneath your throw blanket.

“so what’re we watching again?” he questions.

you’re trying to find the app on your home screen, you had recently bought the hbo app for your tv, solely for the purpose of the most anticipated show that came out last night that you’ve been waiting for for years. purposely ignoring your phone for any spoilers because people like you– except they’re not late– have watched it on the release date.

but you and haechan haven’t watched anything that’s new, together, so you had brought up you wanted to watch something with him tonight. since, yesterday he was busy with his friends back home.

“the last of us, it came out last night and i’m so fucking excited. it’s a post-apocalyptic survival show based off of the video game.” you excitedly, explained to him.

you finally find the app, clicking on it as you patiently wait for it to load.

“ohh, really? is it like a horror game? zombies and guns?”

you nod, “yeah, it’s a horror game. zombies and guns, yes. and there’s also clickers which is the scariest of the infected. i really hate the sound they make, you’ll see soon.”

“i thought you don’t like horror games?”

you hum, “i don’t. but i saw this youtuber that came up on my recommendation play it and then an hour later i ended up watching an entire gameplay of both the first and second game an entire night.” you laugh to yourself.

haechan gasps, “wahh, why have you never told me this?” haechan knows you have a dislike towards scary video games, but strongly more playing them than watching them.

you shrug your shoulders, “this was before i had met you. i won’t play the game though, only watch it. i’d watch you play it though if you ever play it.”

he takes a mental note. you seem to be very interested in this television adaption of a video game. so he has to look up how he can play the game later on.

“i’m excited.” haechan admits softly.

“me too.” you press play, dropping the remote on the floor in arms reach and getting cozy on top of your boyfriend as the episode starts playing.

“so? what’d you think?” you eagerly ask, sitting up on his waist in a straddling position while he’s still lying down. wanting to hear about haechan’s review on your show. you had brought this show up to haechan, knowing he’s into these kinds of shows, but anxious that he won’t enjoy since it’s an american show in english.

“even though it was just the first episode, i’m hooked. i enjoyed it baby.” he tells you honestly, smiling.

you squeal, “me too! now we have to wait a whole week.” you let out a fake sob, plopping your upper half onto haechan’s chest.

“if you got infected i would let you bite me so we can both be zombies.”

you frown, raising your head up to rest your chin on his chest. “but then we’d have no memory of each other.”

he pouts too, “oh yeah. then, you go down, i go down.” the emotional scenes from the first episode are hitting you again and haechan seems to notice so he changes the topic.

“sunday we should order pizza while watching it.” he suggests, fiddling with your soft hands.

“sundays?” you hold up your pinky in front of his face.

“sundays.” he promises.

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ticklish-n-stuff · 1 year

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Who's the better tickler?

Idk I just suddenly felt compelled to write this. I hope is okay akdhakdhaj

I love my gay children 💖

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Atsushi x Akutagawa x gn!reader (romantic)

Lee: reader

Lers: Atsushi, Akutagawa

Warnings: Tickles!

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"Hey guys I'm home-" you stopped dead in your tracks. They were at it again, arguing about god knows what.

"Y/n!" Atsushi practically leaped over at you, clinging his arms around your waist. "Aku says that I'm not as good of a tickler as him...!" the weretiger playfully whined out. So that's what this was about, great...

"Ugh, you're gonna suffocate them" the port mafia member dragged Atsushi away by his collar. "Besides it's true, I'm much better than you".

"Oh yeah?!—".

And back to arguing they went. This was gonna be a long day...

"You guys wait! Why don't you settle it then? Y'know, make a little contest out of it" you stood there a bit awkwardly as they both looked at each other, as if exchanging silent words. Then, their eyes fell upon you. Their faces twisting to a more mischevious one. "Uhh... guys?" you slowly took a step back, but before you could make it any far, they both pounced on you.

"GYAH!" your screech echoed across the room as they pinned you down to the ground. With Atsushi holding your arms up and Akutagawa straddling your waist. "W-what the hell are you two doing...?!".

"Well you said to settle it, so why not make you our judge".

"Huh?! T-that's not what I meant at all—".

"Shhhh..." Atsushi brought a finger to your lips. "You should've seen this coming~" he added while playfully sticking his tongue out.

"Now watch and learn, Weretiger" Akutagawa pulled your shirt up to expose your stomach. His colds fingers quickly kneading at the exposed sides.

"Gah—" you instantly gasped and tensed up at the touch. His cold hands weren't helping at all. And that neutral ass face Aku kept the entire time somehow flustered you even more.

"Pshh, that's nothing! Watch this~" Atsushi then shot his hands to your neck, his short nails scribbling along the sides of it.

"Eep! Ehehehe! Q-quit ihihit!" you shook your head around, trying to turtle in on yourself. But it was futile when you were being held down by these two beasts.

"Oh please, I know exactly how to get them to scream...~". The sinister tone in Aku's voice sent chills down your spine. Before you could protest, his hands moved to your bare belly. One hand playfully scratched all over it, even going up to your ribs, while the other one softly tickled around your navel.

"WAH! A-AKUHUHU!" you cackled like a madman, arching your back and frantically kicking your legs from behind him. Seeing such a wild reaction brought a satisfied smirk to Aku's face. But Atsushi wasn't gonna give up so easily.

"Oh but I know their worst spot~" the weretiger moved his hands over to your armpits, making sure to tease your forearms and elbows as well. Occassionally scribbling up to your hands.

"PFFT—" you snorted in hysterical laughter, causing the other two to chuckle at your reactions, before getting all competitive again.

"You underestimate how many 'worst' spots they have" Aku then started to pinch and squeeze at your hips, making you squeak and jolt at each touch.

"Y-YOU GUHUHUYS!—" your pleas fell deaf as they kept bickering.

"Well I have my secret weapon~" Atsushi then transformed his hands into tiger paws. The longer and sharper nails now lightly scratching all over your armpits and neck, making sure not to hurt you of course.

"WAHH! O-OH MY GOHOHOD!" your body fell limp under them. Having lost any energy to struggle from laughing so much. Even your eyes were starting to get watery. This finally caught their attention, both of them stopping their tickling instantly.

"Oh my gosh- We're so sorry Y/n! Are you okay...?" Atsushi quickly wiped away any stray tears while Aku tried rubbing the way the tingles along your torso.

"Ahaha..." you took in deep breaths, still smiling all bashfully. You gave them a thumbs up, not really upset by their antics. It was quite fun actually, not like you'd say it out loud. They both smiled warmly at you, letting out a sigh of relief.

"So... who's the better tickler?" Aku suddenly spoke up, the competitive glint in his eyes back once again. Atsushi also awaited your responde eagerly.

"I- aehehe... Y-you both ahare...".

"I will not tie for first against this idiot!".

"Oh shut up! You're just jealous!..."

And back at it they went again...

"Guess we'll have to go for round two..." Aku eventually piqued up, his gaze falling back down to your exposed torso. I'm pretty sure they heard you audibly gulp, whether from nervousness or excitement who knows. Or maybe both~

"Don't worry, we'll go easier on you" Atsushi tried to reassure with an innocent smile, but you knew better. Oh well...

Your laughter echoed all over the room as they tried to settle who was the best tickler once and for all.

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#bsd #bsd tickle #bsd tickle fic #tickle fic #bsd x reader #atsushi nakajima #akutagawa ryonosuke #lee!reader #ler!atsushi #ler!akutagawa

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maximwtf · 6 months

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Hi there! first off, I LOVE your fics so much! Secondly, I’d like to request for Stede since I agree, there is a lack of fics for him!! I love the way you’ve written for him so far. Feel free to ignore this if you don’t feel like writing it for whatever reason, of course 💟

Though, perhaps I could request a Stede x reader where the reader sees Black Pete and Lucius’ romance blossom and they think it’s the most endearing thing ever but it also makes them a bit nervous because they have feelings toward someone in the crew (Stede) and they don’t know the first thing about how to express it. Stede noticed the reader is down one day and they accidentally spill their dilemma but they leave Stede’s name out. So then Stede is giving the reader courting lessons pretty much and then after the lessons have “concluded” and Stede’s like “okay now go get ‘em!” pretty much, the reader stands there and is basically repeating back everything they learned to him. He’s not taking the hint so he’s like yes that was wonderful practice, now go and tell the lucky person all of this! And the reader is like well…it’s you. And confessions both ends ensue blah blah💕again if you don’t feel inclined to write this, no worries! Wasn’t sure if you are taking romantic requests for him. But maybe even if you aren’t this plot could still apply just minus the part where the reader uses it on Stede, where he gives the reader courting lessons still and it’s all cute and fluffy?

Stede Bonnet x Reader

Words: 3130

Google docs pages: 5

Warnings: None? Reader is bad with emotions, they don’t know what to do with love. Is the author's inability to write non-tragic romance also a warning? Nah but fr it’s the best fluff I can offer!

Opening: You watch Pete and Lucius’ relationship blossom, becoming jealous of it. Stede notices you being down more often and tries to help, when you end up telling him of a crush you have. He offers to teach you ways to confess, though he doesn’t seem to realise who this crush truly is.

AN// Reader can be any gender ! Thank you for this request, ahh. I don’t usually get excited over fluff, but if it’s for Stede I’m here for it. I hope this came out good !^^ I’m still learning to write for him, this being only the second fic I've made for him wahh

“Go get em’ !”

There were no other words to describe how you felt when you saw Pete and Lucius be able to embrace their love, other than jealousy and melancholy. How they could so openly tell each other that they loved one another, how they could spend time together freely and knew how to tell the other how they felt. If you would have been able to do that, you wouldn’t even be in this position. This feeling wasn’t even you wishing anything bad for them, only wishing that you could have something that they had, with the person you fancied.

But that person walked on deck, having no clue of your silent feelings and admiration. And if you didn’t soon find it in you to somehow tell him, you feared you’d miss your chance eventually. Hell, he was an attractive man and surely there’d come another if you sat at the sidelines and did nothing. But what could you do?

Your whole life, you hadn’t been the emotional kind. Showing any feelings that would show vulnerability was almost automatically forbidden for you. Far before you’d even heard of the Gentleman pirate had you been like this. A rough life at the sea hadn’t been kind, and even if it was more so now, you lived in the olden days. And most of the time when it turned out to be a fault in the new crew, you looked at Izzy and excused yourself. He was similar, so why should you try to change? Being the way you’d always been was comforting in a way, and learning a new set of behaviours sounded exhausting. Having to open up more, and be able to tell someone you cared for that you loved them felt impossible because of that. What if you came off as rude? Or even worse, if they didn’t even feel the same. Especially on a ship where you had to meet the same people every day, having to face the person who rejected you felt horrifying. And you couldn’t possibly keep avoiding this person, he was your captain after all.

Stede Bonnet. The former rich landowner, who had abandoned his previous life in exchange for a pirate’s. An idea that you thought you would possibly never truly understand the reason for. From growing up on a pirate ship, to being a permanent member of his crew, you had no idea why one would like to become a pirate. Almost every day was a fight to win, but this man somehow stayed positive and had taught his crew manners you’d never seen on a ship. You had thought you would never be able to fit in, but so you did. Because he had welcomed you with open arms, like he had known you his whole life. He didn’t care about what you’d done, who you had been or where you’d come from. He cared about who you were now. A truly admirable person in your eyes.

Not to mention, you had an eye for nice fabrics and clothes. You’d never been able to afford them, nor were they practical in the action you had to take part in daily, but did they look nice. And he wore them well, all the ones he’d brought with him on the ship. All the nice colours, shapes and textures were a sight for a sore eye. You didn’t know if he’d ever noticed you checking out his outfits, but you hoped not. What would he even think? If he didn’t know why you were staring, you assumed he would think you were just creepy. Another reason why you didn’t want to confess to him.

But did all of this make your chest ache, long for something that you were almost positive you couldn’t reach. The thoughts started making you distance yourself when the time gave you the possibility. You’d spent time at the bow of the ship, or all the way up in the crowsnest. Places where you could be alone for a moment, to try and convince yourself that eventually you’d tell him.

But during all of this, you failed to notice that your absence hadn’t gone unnoticed, as much as you had hoped that would have been the case. Stede noticed soon after, starting to note that you seemed awfully upset. He had planned to ask you about it, but never could. He almost started blaming himself, if he had done something wrong to scare you off? Perhaps you wanted to leave the crew all together for a yet unknown reason? He knew if that was the case that he would never be able to stop you, but he could always try. Which had originally been the reason why he’d come looking for you. And if you were going to leave, he wanted to say his goodbyes, as much as it pained him to even think of that possibility.

Once more, you leaned to the railing of the ship, watching the vessel make its way forward. Sometimes you wondered if this feeling was all your fault. You were the one basking in melancholy instead of changing. Yet, these thoughts never had enough power to make you actually quit these habits.

The sound of someone coming towards from the hallway near you brought you back from your thoughts. To your horror and pleasure, it was Stede. He noticed your quick turn towards him, giving you a gentle smile before fully emerging through the small door frame, placing himself on the other side. Though, that smile faded rather quickly as he seemed to remember the reason why he’d come to find you. “Ah, I almost ran out of options as to where you could have been!” He said, a slight chuckle in his tone as he unintentionally tried to ease the rather tense atmosphere. You gave him a shrug, keeping your eyes keenly on the water, watching it swirl and hit the ship in waves. “See, I came to ask you how you’ve been feeling? You seem like you’re keeping something bottled up?” He continued to speak, guessing you had nothing to say to his first comment. Though, this one froze you. What could have you said? That he was the reason why you’d been upset this whole time? Blame Lucius and Pete for all of this? Or were you upset because of yourself. “Homesick, you know how it is.” You lied, trying to joke off the question. But your attempt had gone down the drain, only making Stede furrow his brows in concern. He knew you were lying, knowing you viewed the ship as your home. “Please, it’s not good to continue like this. Better to talk it out.” He insisted, making you bite your inner lip in return. Like you were holding back something you feared you might slip on accident.

Yet, that helped as much as rowing a boat without oars. “I fear the person I care for doesn't feel the same.” You sighed, ashamed of admitting to your feelings. Your gaze was tilted faintly upwards, eyes watching the water, too scared to look at Stede. A gentle hum came from his side. “Then why don’t you go ask?” The advice sounding like he was relieved it hadn’t been anything worse than that. But to you, this was as worse as it was ever going to get. Being stuck with feelings you didn’t know how to express. But even that feeling, the frustration was hard to show to him. Having to keep him in the shadow from how you felt. You shook your head, lowering your gaze. “I don’t know how.” A defeated sigh leaving you as your shoulder slumped down. If you were to guess, an empathic expression had appeared on Stede’s face. He stayed silent for a moment, before placing a hand on your shoulder. You almost pulled away, startled by the sudden touch. Yet there was something so comforting about it that it didn’t take you long to ease into it. “If you want to, I could offer you a few tips on confessing in the proper way?” The captain suggested, voice gentle as ever. He spoke with confidence, knowing that he could possibly help you. And you knew that, but that hadn’t been the reason for your reply. “Oh, I would appreciate that.” Even if he couldn’t help you, you could finally spend time with just him, as he talked to you about the subject of love, having no clue that he was that subject for you.

And after that conversation, you collected all of the courage in you as you prepared for the first meeting of the few you would continue to have with him. And with a deep breath, you pushed the door open that led to his quarters, finding the man himself seated on one of the couches. He got up to greet you, starting the ‘lesson’ soon after.

You sat in front of him, listening as he talked. “You didn’t tell me more about this person. What kind of confession would fit them? If it is a pirate, I’m not so sure a fancy confession is the thing you need.” He laughed the comment off faintly, a hint of doubt in his voice. “N-no! I’m sure- they’d love it.” You answered rather abruptly, thinking he might be rethinking this offer. “Well then…A confession is often considered a private matter. So you would find a place such as that to confess in. You would usually think the wording of the confession beforehand, polite and respectful.” The man started, his eyes looking up as he thought of how these tips could be used on a ship. As he paused speaking his thoughts out loud, he turned to you, as if waiting for you to have questions. But you didn’t, you looked at him keenly, waiting for him to continue. “Well- You could ask them out to eat before confessing. But I’m not so sure you could do that here, I’m afraid.” He said, tilting his head a little at the shame of that. “Thoughtful gestures are an alternative, perhaps a small gift or a letter?” He added after, clearly deep in thought as he tried to come up with something that was doable on a ship. “I’m not so gifted with my hands.” You muttered, thinking of the possibility of giving him a gift. After all, he was describing the way he had been taught to confess, so you wanted to follow those tips he gave you. “You don’t have to be, a confession on its own is good enough.” He smiled, shaking his head slightly.

You turned to look at your feet, silent as you thought of what he’d said. Though, the moment didn’t last long as Stede spoke up again. “How about we practise the tips I gave the next time we meet?” He asked, tilting his head slightly. You turned to look at him, blinking your eyes a couple of times. “On who?” He couldn't have possibly been suggesting that you-, “on me, if that is alright with you.” He said, a friendly smile on his face, per usual. You blinked again, faster this time. “I- Of course.” You nodded, internally stunned by the suggestion, having to shake your head slightly to bring you back into the moment. You would have to learn how to keep your cool, this was practically the same thing you’d have to say to him when you actually told him.

After that, he gave you a couple more tips, explaining the almost laughable mannerisms he had been taught or that he had read of. It amused you to watch him make fun of the things he had been taught into, giving you the slightest of ideas why he had chosen the life you’d had to live for most of your life. By the sound of it, you would have most likely done the same.

You went to the next meeting with him, this time more relaxed. He stood in the middle of his quarters. By the way he was breathing he must have just moved some of the furniture out of the way. “Evening.” You greeted him, looking around as you walked in. “Ah, just in time.” Stede smiled, nodding his head as a greeting when you came closer. “I thought tonight we’d try the advice in action, what do you say?” He asked after his initial comment, seeing as you hadn’t said anything. “Oh, of course. Yes. How do I start?” You asked, looking around as if exploring the cabin, a desperate attempt to hide sight of you being flustered. A light laugh left Stede before he replied. “If it’s okay, I thought I’d show an example first.” Your gaze snapped to him, soon after looking at your feet again to not seem odd. “Ah, of course.” You nodded, taking a small step back to give the man space.

Stede cleared his throat, taking something from the table near him and stepping towards you. “A private place.” He hinted at the space the two of you were in before going forward with the example. He brought his hand towards you, handing you a nicely folded piece of paper. You took it with a slightly shaky hand, trying to keep in mind that he was only giving you an example, having no idea of how you truly felt.

You weren’t sure what to say so you automatically opened the paper, eyes scanning over the words on it. You didn’t have to read often, so the skill hadn’t developed much, but if you read slowly enough you understood what the short letter said. A few compliments, subtly hinting at his yet hidden ‘feelings’. You looked up at him, lowering the letter. “I- Thank you?” You stuttered out, an awkward look appearing on your face as you realised how rusty it sounded in a situation like this. Stede only gave you a polite smile before offering you a hand. “Please, allow me to fetch us a place to sit.” He said, leading you to one of the couches. He allowed you to sit down first, taking a seat only after. “I’m afraid I don’t have anything to offer you. But let us use imagination.” The man in front of you explained, you gave him a nod while folding the piece of paper into your pocket. “When do you confess?” You asked, turning your gaze on him. “Well, we’d eat and maybe after or a little later you’d pull them aside to tell them.” He said, standing up and leading you to the middle of the room yet again.

You stood in front of him, listening as he spoke. “Dear, I hope you’ve had a pleasant evening. But before it ends, I wished to tell you my admiration for you. Because I do fancy you.” He spoke calmly, knowing exactly what to say. You bit your inner lip, nodding after. “Alright.” Stede put his hands together, pleased with how it was going so far. “Do you want to give it a try?” He asked, tilting his head. You blinked a couple of times, nodding your head before even giving it a proper thought. “Okay, whenever you’re ready.” He said, giving you space. You took a deep breath, deciding that this was going to be it. You’d confess to him, and somehow manage to make him realise that you were being serious.

You walked up to him, taking a moment before pulling the same letter he’d given you out of your pocket, handing it to him. He looked a little surprised, but still accepted the offer and looked over the letter quickly, as if he didn’t know what was in it. “Ah, thank you. Go on.” He smiled, looking back up. “It’s only the truth. I wished to show you how much I admire you, because I have had my eye on you. Stede, I fancy you.” You said, adding his name in as a desperate way to try and make this more obvious. But instead, he put his hands together, seemingly excited. “Ah, that’ll do it, almost swooned even me. I think you’re ready, go get em’!” He nodded firmly after, nothing but kindness in his eyes. Yet the longer you looked at him the more it seemed like he wasn’t so happy about what he’d just said. Like he hadn’t wanted to say it at all. You bit your inner lip for a moment, having to insist on making him understand. “I admire you, have for a long time.” You said, almost repeating yourself. Stede furrowed his brows, smiling at you a little awkwardly, now more confused than anything. “Wonderful practice. Now, go and get this lucky person!” He encouraged you. “Stede I’m-” You took a breath, not even sure what to say anymore. He hadn’t taught you what to do if the person you’re confessing to is the person teaching you how to confess.

By this point the man in front of you seemed worried, offering a hand out to you. “Are you feeling alright?” He asked, placing his hand on your shoulder. You looked at the floor before taking a hold of his wrist, gently. Your eyes looked into his, desperate to make him understand even if you couldn’t show it properly with words or small subtle actions. “I fancy you, Stede.” You said, and as soon as he was opening his mouth again, you quickly added in, “it’s you.” This made him close his mouth for a moment, soon a softer look appearing on his face. “I love you.” You mumbled out to avoid any tense silence from forming. “Dear, did you go through all this trouble to confess to me?” He smiled, seemingly relieved yet he said nothing of it. You gave him a slow nod, afraid this was only the starting point of him rejecting you. “Because I was afraid I was losing you from the moment you started disappearing to this moment right now.” He added, gently pulling you towards himself to offer a hug, which you accepted.

He felt warm, somehow he managed to also smell better than any other pirate you’d been close to. “I assumed you were leaving the crew and later realised I must have missed my opportunity with you.” He said, pulling back slightly, still close to you. You humoured the thought of him somehow sensing you didn’t want to go far from him at that moment. “You thought I was going to leave?” You asked, furrowing your brows, slightly amused. Though, you understood why he had thought that. He didn’t answer, only giving you a faint eye roll before placing a hand to the side of your neck, his thumb pushing your chin up slightly, making you look up at him. “I fancy you too.” He said, that being the only thing you’d ever wished to hear him say.

AN// Yall TRUST I proof read this, but with the mindset of someone who hasn’t slept. Also why is Stede so hard to find good images of, bros making a face in like 99% of all images >:(

#stede bonnet #stede bonnet x reader #ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd x reader #our flag means death x reader #x reader #fanfic

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waterfallofspace · 9 months

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One Is Not Better Than None

Soooo I was scrolling through my google docs and remembered this little AU that I started writing (with the help of @themiseryandcompany) a few months back when I first joined snzblr~

And well, the actual 6 part story where they meet isn't finished, and reading it back... the parts that ARE finished could use a lot of editing~ it was one of my first attempts at snzfics, but I did find this little drabble/side story from the same AU~

It's not good, definitely not up to my current standards, but I did a little editing to make it hopefully readable, aaaaand since I've been a bit slow with content, I'll throw it out there incase anyone wants it!

~For Context: In this AU B/akugo is a doctor, and S/hoto is his boyfriend/a barista~ Word Count: 1.3k of utter nonsense that I'm posting because why not~

All Characters Written As 18+ In This Story, (picture late 20's)

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Katsuki’s days off are few and far between, so when he does get time to spend at home, he finds that he often has a shadow.

Shoto seems to require constant contact, as if he fears that should their bodies stop touching for even a second, Katsuki would be out the door again. It would be annoying beyond belief, if it was anyone else. But it’s not anyone else.

He smirks over the journal he’s reading as Shoto lets out a breath that borders on a whine. He’s been trying to beat that level for an hour, and it seems like he’s just had to restart once more.

“It’s not funny,” Shoto starts, catching Katsuki’s eyes as he glares up from his perch on Katsuki’s lap. A half-hearted gaze at best. “I’ve been at this forever. I just wanna beat it but this one boss has a frankly offensive level of regen. I know the strategy but I keep messing up the timing.”

With another sigh of frustration, the glare is long forgotten, instead replaced by a look that leaves Katsuki fighting the urge to kiss him until all the breath is sucked out of their lungs.

“Why don’t you just take a break and come back to it later when you’re less frustrated?” Katsuki offers, running a hand through Shoto’s mismatched hair. “Isn’t that what you always tell me when a recipe I’m trying for the first time isn’t going the way I want it to?”

“Yeah, but…”

“What, too proud to take your own advice, Icy-Hot?”

It’s a nickname that came into being the first time Katsuki stayed over. Shoto had been sick at the time, and it was one of the first nights of pure vulnerability they’d experienced.

With a fever, his body gets incredibly hot, but at the same time, he’s always swearing it’s freezing, shivering to make his point. During the night Katsuki tried to get him to take some blankets off, lest he smother himself to death, and Shoto’s reply was “I’m an icy pop”. (To this day he still blames the fever talk for that little nugget).

To which Katsuki responded with a lighthearted “Oh yeah? Then why is said ‘icy pop’ so hot he nearly burns to the touch? Icy pop, more like Icy-Hot” and it just stuck from there. He normally saves it for playful teasing, such as today, but occasionally it slips out with a touch of softness when Shoto falls asleep in his arms.

“No, this is different. I’m not frustrated, I just wahh!-” He breaks off, and Katsuki glances at him to see his eyes glossing over, mouth hanging slightly open, right on the brink for a few seconds until-

“heH-! hH’KESHHiew!”

A beat passes, Shoto’s eyes still unfocused, Katsuki biting a blessing back on his tongue.

“Snff- Bless me.” And with that, Shoto’s back to the level, leaving Katsuki to stare at him with a mystified expression.

After several minutes of silence, and Katsuki’s eyes never leaving his face, mouth still slightly ajar, Shoto finally breaks away from his level to glance up at his boyfriend. “Uhh… what’s wrong..?”

“Y-you… sneezed…”

Shoto lets out a small chuckle, letting his phone rest on the couch as he sits up to meet Katsuki’s gaze. “Yeah? And? I do that quite often, you should know that by now.”

Katsuki rolls his eyes, as Shoto continues with a smirk. “And even if I didn’t, it’s a perfectly normal bodily function. You’re a doctor, I’m worried for your patients if hearing someone sneeze shocks you this much.”

“But… you… it was…. only one?”

“I guess so, yeah.”

There’s another pause, then Katsuki begins again, his words coming out uncharacteristically timid. “It’s… it’s never just one…”

The dumbfounded nature of Katsuki’s voice is enough to make Shoto burst into laughter. The joyous sounds finally snap his boyfriend out of the trance that the single sneeze had put him in, as he lightly punches Shoto’s arm.

Shoto pulls away, still shaking with the joyous tune dancing from his chest, rocking the couch with each burst. For a minute, Katsuki feels his heart start beating through his throat, mind running wild. His full laughter is so rare… I’d do anything to hear it for the rest of my life.

Finally coming to his senses, Katsuki fires back with, “Hey, don’t laugh at me! I’ve never heard you sneeze just once before, it’s always at least two, more often in the hundreds”

This earns him a very weak punch, laughter still dancing through Shoto’s eyes. “I’m not that bad!” Sniffling lightly to test the waters, Shoto shrugs. “But yeah, just the one, I don’t feel any more. I’m sorry, I’ll make up for it next time I’m sure.”

Shoto reaches forward, touching their lips in an apology for the harm that his lack of a fit had apparently caused. Katsuki leans into the kiss, but his eyes still seem a bit far away.

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The rest of the day, it felt as if Shoto was under constant surveillance. Every time he looked over at Katsuki, his boyfriend was watching him, and would quickly avert his eyes, pretending to be doing something else.

Finally enough is enough. Shoto stands from the chair he was lounging in, and walks over to Katsuki who’s currently trying, and failing, to pull his eyes away long enough to read an article on his phone.

Wordlessly, Shoto leans down and rubs his nose against the cat-infested couch. Usually his meds are enough to starve off any really desperate attacks, but living in an apartment with your allergens is enough to set anyone off.

Add to that Shoto’s already sensitive nose, and it’s a sure thing that you’ll get at least a couple small fits per day. However, right now he needs that fit immediately, and his meds seem to be working a bit too well, so it’s time for drastic measures.

Rubbing his nose at all was a sure fire way to form a tickle, but add to that rubbing it against an allergen, and the reaction was certain to be quick and merciless.

“What are you doi-” Katsuki starts, but is cut off by Shoto’s breath catching, as he holds up a finger, attempting to explain himself before the fit can start.

“You... w- were... hehh- ihh... st- staring... at m... ESH’shiew-! Ishh’yu-! kishh’oo-! tishh’iew-!”

Still trying to catch up, Katsuki can only blink, muttering to himself, “I was staring…”

“huh- ishh-tishh-kESH’iew! Tishh’oo! Heh- hH’kschh!”

“Bless you-”

“hep’kschh-kshh-nggxt’shiew! hehh… hH’ngnt! G’nxxt!uhh Hh’ ihhh… hDT-”

Shoto pauses for a second, watery eyes pointed at the ceiling, seemingly stuck in a hitchy agony, caught between the overwhelming urge to sneeze, and the denial taunting him.

With a shaky exhale, and a snff, he tries to finish the sentence he began earlier, “Staring ahahh at-”

-which the sneezes pick as the perfect time to release themselves. “ihh’keschh’oo-! hH’ISH’hieww-! Staring at me. Oh, bless me. It was starting to scare me a little."

Katsuki flushes at the accusation, admitting to himself, and only himself, that there may be a touch of truth in it. He sheepishly hands some tissues to Shoto, who takes them with a wink and a chuckle, cleaning himself up as Katsuki averts his eyes.

Once finished, he drapes himself onto the couch, lips hungrily capturing Katsuki in a deep kiss, only stopping once he needs to take a desperate breath and duck another “hh’kssh-! Ihh… heH! hahh’keTSH’iew-!” into his shoulder.

“Bless you… Ya know, you shouldn’t have done that, you’re gonna be sneezing for hours now ya dumbass.” The words may sound harsh, but there’s no fire behind them.

Shoto lets his head rest on Katsuki’s chest, looking up at him, eyes alight with mischief. “Well worth it in my book. As much as I enjoy you watching me, I was starting to worry you’d forgotten how to blink.”

This earns him another light punch, but the laughter that comes with it makes his statement even more true.

Anything is worth getting to hear that laughter. The true kind, the kind he doesn’t let other people hear. I’d do anything to hear it for the rest of my life.

Slowly he lets his eyes close, drifting off to the sound of Katsuki’s heartbeat, their breathing falling in sync, exactly how it was meant to be.

La fin.

#waterfalldrabbles #because this is not a fic as much as a...#'tosses it at you and scurries away' type of drabble #it's not very good but hey! it doesn't need to be!#just a little bit of nonsense as a light apology for taking so long to fill requests or post anything worthwhile~#i am currently in the middle of a specific collab with a beautifully talented person #and I'm INSANELY excited to share our baby <333 #buuuuut for now~ have this nonsense and please forgive me for it #(i will say tho~ reading it does make me a little happy because I can definitely see improvement now!)#(whiiiich does mean that it just looks even worse haha~)#okay okay ill stop stalling and hit post #b/akugou & s/hoto doctor AU #incase i ever finish/post the actual fic theres a tag for that now

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wifiwuxians · 8 months

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Every time I come across your blog it fills me with joy 💕❤️ and I think of your posts daily, you've inspired me to write rairpairs (xuechao and chengchao are my most fav) i love how cutely you draw them, xue yangs toothy smile, i love your artstyle difference in each art piece, i love every time you post something, it makes my day. You're providing us with happiness every day you're here in the community, I've been a fan since a year now❣️I hope you remain in good health, 💗💗 and get all the good things in the world 💞 sending lots of hugs and love 💕💕💕

wahh what i will cry .. i am so glad that my fluctuations are a positive and not a drawback LOL and in general this whole ask has my heart BURSTING thank you so much (also please slide over anything you've written for xuechao and chengchao i need to consume them RIGHT NOW!!!!!) seriously i am so glad to be a positive in your life, to have such an impact on someone's day to day is seriously WOW 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

please accept this little doodle i am still trying to get back into the hang of art jgndfhg

#xue yang #wen chao #jiang cheng #i will actually have to write/draw a proper xuechaocheng thing now LMAOO OOPS #my art #ily anon this really. i sat on it for a bit to be able to draw something ghhgsjgh

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always always kudos to your writing those recent ones are so cute and lovely ❤️❤️💙💙

can't wait for the magic helmet au and a programler max au ?? Wahh color me excited

if you're still accepting requests from the prompt clichés -> zipping up their dress race suit?

i don't even need you to write it just some thoughts if you want (maybe you got a lot of prompts idk) but i saw the prompt and mind just went !!!!!

thank you so much ;-; if everything goes according to plan i should finish the magic helmet au either today or tomorrow!!!! so get ready for that somewhere in the upcoming days :D the programmer au will probably take considerably longer because i keep adding plot points and ideas to it lmao. anyway!!! idk if this is what you wanted for the prompt but its where my brain went so!!!!! i hope you enjoy :)

The pictures leak on a Saturday evening, right before a race. Charles can’t help but feel like it’s some kind of cosmic justice for being reckless, careless, for thinking no one would catch him making out with that guy at a party a few weeks ago.

There’s really no denying it. It’s clearly him, and it’s clearly him kissing another guy. Ferrari’s PR team is in shambles, his own management is scrabbling to get some kind of public statement ready before the race, and the whole time Charles just feels like he’s floating through it all.

They manage to smuggle him in through the back, so he doesn’t have to speak to any press before the race, and he keeps his head held high as he makes his way through the garage towards the cars on track, trying desperately not to pay attention to the stares and whispers that follow him.

No one tries to talk to him, and he’s not sure if that’s a bad thing, or if they’re just trying to give him space. No matter the intention, all it does is make him feel alone.

He always knew he was going to have to come out at some point, impossible to hide forever in today’s day and age of phones and social media, but he always thought he would be able to do it on his own terms. Not to have the rug pulled from under him like this.

His hands are shaking, and he’s struggling to pull the zipper of his race suit back up. He can feel tears stinging in the corner of his eyes, knowing all eyes are on him, knowing everyone is seeing the effects all of this has on him. He’s about to give up, about to say ‘fuck it all’ and just go home, when there’s suddenly hands on his, gently prying them away from the zipper.

“Hi,” Max says, taking the zipper from Charles and slowly doing it up. “How are you holding up?”

And Max. Max is just smiling at him, in that same soft gentle way he always does, eyes crinkling at the corners, and Charles feels a weight fall of his shoulders. “Terribly,” he says, because he knows Max values honesty, and there’s not point in hiding, not for him.

Max hums, lets his hands linger at the throat of Charles’s race suit for a bit. “You’ll get through it,” he says, voice so sure, so certain. “You always do.”

Charles can’t help the small smile that tugs at his lips, though it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “Thanks, Max.”

“Anytime,” Max says, and his left hand moves to Charles’s shoulder, squeezes lightly, before letting go and stepping away. “Have a good race,” he says, smiling that small, private little smile he seems to reserve for Charles.

“You too,” Charles says, staring after Max as he walks back to his team.

It’s a weight off his shoulders, knowing that Max will still treat him like he always does. That nothing much has really changed. Suddenly, the stares of the people around him feels less suffocating, less all consuming.

Max is right. He’ll get through this.

#lestappen #drabble #also yes i did get a lot of prompts lakjdsflaks #i have like nine left in my inbox rn i'm trying to get through all of them but its slow going #so if you send me a prompt i'll get to it!!! but it might take me a while lmao

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ethereal-engene · 2 years

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fun face masks | jaeyun

pairing: bf!jake x gn!reader (established relationship)

genre: fluff & slice-of-life // warning: none but not proof-read

summary: you find some animal printed face masks and decide to surprise Jake with them. // word count: ~640

note: inspired by the fact that I’m currently doing a face mask that has a koala face printed on it. Omg ash enhypen writer comeback?? Enjoy :) ALSO HAPPY JAKE DAY !!

Tonight was one of those nights where you and Jake didn’t want to do too much. Maybe it’s because it was Sunday and the next week is about to start. Whatever it is, you decided that the next best thing to do is practice some self-care together.

“I’m going to shower but once I’m done, want to do a face mask together?” He looks up from his phone to nod and then goes back when you leave.

When you’re finally out of the shower and are clothed, you open up drawers trying to find where the face masks are. Opening up the middle drawer, your eyes spot an unopened pack of face masks. Without even really checking what type they were, you cut the plastic until all you’re left with is the packets.

It’s only then when picking one of them up, you let out a loud laugh. One of those laughs that come from within your diaphragm. These masks have animal faces printed on them. You don’t plan on telling him what it is until after. So you exactly do just that.

“My love, I’ve got a surprise but I need you to close your eyes for me, alright?”

He nods and closes his eyes. You tear open the face mask and place it on him. The cool feelings hits so nicely and a relaxed sigh leaves his mouth.

“Okay you can open your eyes now, my love.”

So he does just that and his eyes go wide before laughing hard. You were holding your front phone camera so he could see what the face mask was. “Babe, you didn’t but oh my god I love this!”

You were smiling quite hard and laughing along with him. “I’m glad that you liked it, I picked it just because it reminded me of you.” Turning your head to face him, you’re met with a giggling and smiley Jake. You know those types of laughs from him where it’s like his inner child is coming out.

God you’re just looking at him with love and he catches you staring at him.

“What’s that look for, my love?”

“Nothing, I just got reminded of how much I love you is all.” You press a kiss to your fingers and then place your finger to his lips. Unable to give him an actual kiss since the face mask is still one. His eye go all lovey-dovey on you and places his hand over his heart.

“I love you a lot too babe, I hope you never forget that.”

You can’t help but hum in response. After a few minutes, y’all take off the face masks and start to pat the essence into your skin. “Darling, do you ever miss home or think about home?” You ask him this because you’re sure that the koala face mask might have made him think of home. “Also, you don’t have to answer this, I’m just curious.”

Jake doesn’t say anything for a few minutes until he clears his throat. “I do sometimes, I’m not going to lie. But I’ve learned that home is wherever you are.” He walks over to you and gives you a kiss on the lips. All of the while wrapping his hands around you waist so that you can’t escape. Only so he can continue to give you his kisses and love. Eventually you guys go to sleep and you tell him “home is in your arms, thanks for always being there for me.”

You always know how to make him feel loved and appreciated. He didn’t get to tell you this but the koala face mask was cute and did make him reminisce of Australia. Jake would love to take you there one day, and he’s counting down the days until he can make it a reality for you two.

wahh thanks for reading this ! LMAO it’s been a while since I’ve written for ENHA but hopefully I’ll continue to write more for them. Also this isn’t my best work but I did enjoy writing it :) plus this is a tiny tribute to my first fic I ever wrote 🥺

oh wait please don’t forget to interact with this by reblogging, leaving a note, or sending an ask about what you did or didn’t like about this!

happy jake day <3 our fav aussie boy

take care & signing off with love

- ash

also tagging @goldenhypen can’t wait to read your long fic !! and also b/c you’re my #1 jake lover

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wooblrb · 3 months

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the law of being friends with a male: 14 (∗˃̶ ᵕ ˂̶∗)

genre,, fluff, friends to lovers, slow burn ??

pairing: junghoon x fem!reader

warnings: a lot of dialogue,,

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taglist ^-^: @dogyunslover @fordohyon @anxiousskylar

a/n: HELLOOOO :PPP sorry i havent been updatings ive been SOOO BUSYYY ( ꒦ິ ཀ ꒦ິ ) ILL TRY TO POST MORE OFTENNN Ꮚ ᵒ̴̶̷̥ ‸ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥ Ꮚ alsoo sorry for such boring chapterss ill try write them more juicier LOL hope yall enjoy thiss lmk what you think ৻( •̀ ᗜ •́ ৻)

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“i’m home!” i announce as i walk into my house.

what a strange day. jinsik only said that because he likes bora.. i’m not like him. i don’t like junghoon like that. the only thing i’m really worried about is that i might never see junghoon smile again.

i grab my phone and open my messaging app. i tap junghoons contact and start typing.

‘thats why i have to do this..!’

i push send and let out a little yelp.

little did i know.. that text will create an issue in the future.

authors pov

“junghoon~ sorry im late! the bus took too long. did you wait a long time?” jinsik waves at junghoon while approaching.

“no, i just got here.” junghoon responds.

“lets go. what did you want to eat.”

“ahh i feel bad that i was late. i'll pay for dinner! you pick.” jinsik says while playfully punching junghoon’s arm.

“no. i said i would pay for it. lets go somewhere nearby.” junghoon walks ahead , trying to find somewhere to eat. “wahh kim junghoon is too nice(,,>﹏<,,)” jinsik runs and catches up to junghoon.

they start walking down the street and talk about random things.

“oh right i need to get a book from the bookstore! and a pillow but i can go another day.” jinsik mentions as he points to the bookstore thats nearby.

junghoon nods and follows him.

“by the way, why did you take the bus? isnt the subway closer to your house?” junghoon asks curiously as they walk inside the store.

“oh i wasn’t at home. i was on *** street.” he replies looking through the math workbooks.

“hm why were you on that street? its pretty far from your house.” junghoon questions more as he looks around at the books.

“ahh i was with y/n. i was so distracted with our conversation that i forgot to part ways” jinsik chuckles, still looking through the books.

“just the two of you?”

“huh? oh yeah just me and her. i think the is the work book i need lets go!” jinsik walks to the checkout but stops after seeing that junghoon isnt following.

“junghoon? lets go eat!”

“oh. okay.”

junghoon and jinsik start walking to the restaurant but then sudddenly junghoon’s phones buzzes.

he grabs his phone and sees that y/n texted. he reads the text then dials her number.

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y/ns pov

*are you free tommorrow? do you maybe want to go with me to buy jinsik a birthday gift?*

“i sent it!” i mumble while looking at the sent message to junghoon.

it would've been better if i had asked him in person… but everytime i see him, he avoids eye contact. what did i even do to him?! well.. to be honest. the thing that bothers me the most is… he isnt showing me his beautiful smile.

but if i were to ask him.. that would be awkward.

i look down at my phone and see he just read the text.

“AHH! ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;)⁭ “ i yelp as i hide myseldf under the blankets.

i peak out my head waiting for his reply.

‘why is he not answering back? is he ignoring my texts now too T-T'

i reach out my hand to check but suddenly i get a call.

‘a call..?’

i click the answer button.

“ehem…hello?” i say softly.

“i called because i had a question. when will you be available tomorrow.” junghoon asks directly.

“oh, i-i’m free anytime! its the weekend after all. hehe.” i get up from my laying position and sit straight up on my bed.

“hm then how about and 2?”

“thats perfect..!”

“what kind of present are you going to get?” he asks.

“uhh i havet decided yet..what about you?”

“me neither”

“well then we can just decide on the way!… okay great…yes! see you tomorrow!” junghoon ends the call.

‘nice.. i did it!!’

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next day~~

my plan has been following along well. the first step was to meet junghoon outside of school. second step. i would ask him if he is truly upset with me and why in a natural way. third step. accept his apology for whatever he's upset about, and then i'll see his smile again!!

THE END! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

“what are you looking at? and why are you giving a thumbs up?” junghoon asks, slightly weirded out.

“huh? its nothing. lets go..” i reply while scraching the back of my neck.

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