#writing teeny tiny drabbles is fun

[ggukiepie]

one of your girls (jungkook x reader) (part 1)

we don't gotta be in love, no i don't wanna be the one, no i just wanna be one of your girls tonight ~ i wanna take your light inside dim me down, snuff me out ~ give me tough love leave me with nothin' when i come down

pairing: fwb!jk x oc, brief jimin x oc

tags: smut, angst, a little bit of fluff (like teeny tiny)

warnings: two smut scenes, kissing, marking (hickeys), fingering, brief handjob, protected sex, slight dom!jk, sub!oc, praise, dirty talk, grinding, edging, oral (f. & m. receiving), throat fucking, dacryphilia, spit kink, brief masturbation (m.), squirting, brief anal play, back shots, cum shot, multiple orgasms (you'll see), aftercare

word count: 5.8k

a/n: been in my feels lately i had to write it out lol; wrote this in one sitting my hands actually hurt omg; inspired by the song "one of your girls" (ik don't roast me idk why it's stuck in my head fml); if this gets taken down then bye bye i literally just wrote it here directly lmaooooo; anw enjoy !!!! part 2 / drabble i (flashback)

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You knew what you were getting yourself into the night you said yes to Jungkook. You knew you'd fall for him, be under his spell. You knew you'd end up getting hurt. You prepared yourself, you really did, yet you were still surprised when you woke up each morning and he wasn't beside you in bed. You felt your heart break a little bit more when you saw him with another girl, whether she'd be one of your friends or a complete stranger to you.

You tried to guard your heart. Reminded yourself to prepare for the worst. Forced yourself not to fall, not to be blindsided. I'm just having a little fun, you told yourself for the nth time.

jk: u busy tonight?

you: not really! just writing a paper that's due next week

That was sent hours ago and you mentally cringe at your reply. You always find yourself oversharing to Jungkook when you didn't even need to. You wanted to make it seem like your whole situationship was just casual. Like you didn't care. He rarely shared much about his personal life and so should you. But that hardly happened. You didn't want him to think that you cared, that you were clingy or waiting for him to text. You didn't even wait five minutes before replying and he hasn't even texted back.

You know what his text means. He wants to fuck and that's it. But he doesn't say it outright. No, never. He wants to make it seem like he cares, that he wants to know how your night is going. But he just wants to know if you're free to fuck and once you reply, he'll keep that as a reminder in the back of his mind, like he has a mental list of girls he can sort through at the end of the night when he's bored or when he wants to have a little bit of fun.

You know you're just one of his girls on his roster and you're fine with that. You're not his girlfriend and he's not your boyfriend. Though it does seem like that on some days, which is when you get the courage to not reply to his texts. When you try to shut him out and move on. He usually shows up outside your lecture hall with a cup of coffee in hand, bunny smile on his face as he waits for you to walk into the hallway. Like he's waiting for you, picking you up from class like a good and loving boyfriend.

It's all for show and it's only to get himself on your good side again. It works every time. You don't question yourself anymore. Jungkook likes the chase, likes the adrenaline of going after girls and trying to get them to fall for him, or sleep with him, or whatever. It's all the same to him.

You sigh again as you check your phone, hoping for a reply but knowing he won't text back. It's a Friday night and he's probably at some party. You go through your texts and open the conversation with your best friend.

jihyo: see u later! im picking u up so u better be ready >:(

You can't help but laugh at her insistence. Jihyo knows what you're going through since you tell her everything. You tell her you don't care though, that you're not looking for a relationship right now and your "thing" with Jungkook is just casual. But you know she sees right through your lies. It's even more obvious when you ghost all your friends and lock yourself in your apartment every night. She's trying to make you forget and move on and have some actual fun so you indulge her every time.

You get ready in less than an hour and actually put some effort into your appearance. You're not sure which party you're going to but you won't be surprised if Jungkook will be there as well. Maybe if you look hot enough he'll choose you tonight.

You hear a knock on your door and open it immediately, finding Jihyo laughing at something her boyfriend has just said. Most of the time you end up hanging out with her and Mingyu because she's always dragging you with her to keep you from being lonely. You don't mind it though because they're fun people to be with. Even though Mingyu is Jungkook's roommate and best friend. But Mingyu isn't anything like Jungkook. He looks at Jihyo like she's hung up the stars and moon. Loves her with all his heart and doesn't leave her second guessing. You always wonder why him and Jungkook are friends when they're so different.

Jihyo turns to smile at you, but it's still the lovestruck smile she gave Mingyu just seconds ago. You know you have the same kind of smile reserved for Jungkook. You wish you didn't but at the same time you're glad you do, like you have a part of yourself only Jungkook can see. Even though he doesn't do the same.

"You look so hot tonight!" she squeals as she pulls you in a hug. You laugh and roll your eyes, making eye contact with Mingyu as he nods his head in greeting. Jihyo steps back and grabs your hand, dragging you out your apartment so fast you barely have time to lock the door behind you. "Let's go before all the good drinks are gone."

It's a short but fun walk to the house where the party is being held. You find yourself laughing with Jihyo and Mingyu the whole time. They're the type of couple that doesn't make third wheeling a bore.

Loud music blares in your ears the moment you step inside. You feel your heels sticking to the floor. A typical frat house throwing a typical Friday night party. You immediately take shots with Jihyo and Mingyu. You need it to be able to survive the night since you already feel yourself tensing up at the possibility of Jungkook being in the same place as you.

You spot your other friends and hangout with them for the rest of the night. It's when you're playing beer pong with Jimin as your partner do you see Jungkook at the other side of the room. He's talking to some girl which is nothing new. It shouldn't phase you but it does. You thought you were going to be his pick for the night since he texted you a while ago.

You feel your heart fall at the sight of them, your chest physically hurting that you make Jimin throw the ball twice for the both of you since you can't focus. You feel all the fun and happiness slowly leave your body. You feel your stomach churn at the way he's got her trapped against the wall, tattooed arm placed beside her head, mouth whispering right against her ear. She's smiling and giggling at whatever Jungkook is telling her. You wish that were you.

"Forget about him," Jimin mutters in your ear. He's watching your beer pong opponents take their turn as you're watching Jungkook and the girl.

You shake your head at Jimin, turning your head to smile at him just to make it seem like you're okay. Just like Jihyo, he sees right through you.

Jimin's another close friend of Jungkook. They're not so different. Jimin likes to sleep around but he makes it clear that he doesn't want anything serious. Always nice and gentle with the girls he sleeps with. Jungkook makes it seem like you're his and only his. You wonder again why they're friends.

"Seriously, Y/N," Jimin says, a little bit of urgency in his tone. It's probably the look of longing on your face that raises concern in your friend. Everyone sees how broken you look when you catch Jungkook with another girl.

"I know," you say after a while. You talk just a little bit loud enough to be heard over the music. "Jungkook and I just sleep with each other. It's casual and that's it."

You hear Jimin sigh. He nods his head and it's his turn to throw the dirty ping pong ball. You've had this conversation with him and Jihyo numerous times already, sometimes it's the both of them and sometimes it's on separate occasions. You say the same thing every time. You think your friends are starting to give up on you. Maybe you should as well.

You force yourself to have fun for the rest of the night, always trying to be in a room where Jungkook isn't. You're not sure if he's spotted you. You don't know which hurts more—him not spotting you because he doesn't even bother looking for you in the crowd, or him spotting you but not talking to you because you're not his choice for the night. Either way, he doesn't care. You know he doesn't but you wish you did. You thought you'd catch his attention with the black dress you're wearing. Or with the way your hair is styled. But it doesn't work and you tell yourself that it's okay. You always see him in your peripheral though, either talking to someone or flirting with that girl.

You decide to leave when you see Jungkook leaving as well, fingers tangled with the girl's. She looks like a giggling mess and you can't blame her. Everyone falls for Jungkook's charms. You try not to dwell on the fact that they're going to have sex.

It's Jimin who walks you home. He can tell you're sad so he talks about his day and his classes, avoiding Jungkook's name even though you're positive that they hung out today. Jungkook's intertwined in so many people's lives it's hard to leave him out. But Jimin makes an effort just to distract you. You're grateful for it though and he keeps up the act all the way to your apartment. He asks if he can use your bathroom and you say yes, mindlessly changing into your pajamas once the bathroom door closes behind you. You thought you'd have a little bit more time to finish changing but you suddenly hear Jimin swear behind you. You live in a little studio apartment so there's not much room to hide.

"Oh fuck— Shit," he says. You turn around laughing to see him with his hand over his eyes. "Sorry," he mumbles.

You're in your underwear but you don't mind. "It's not like you haven't seen me like this before," you chuckle.

"Still," he reasons.

Because you're stupid and heartbroken and hurt, you walk up to Jimin and gently grab his wrist, bringing his arm down to his side. You look at him looking at anywhere else but you. Eventually he looks down at your body for a split second and you laugh at him.

"We shouldn't," he whispers.

You shrug your shoulders. "Just a little bit of fun, right?" you ask with a smile on your face. "Like old times?" you giggle.

Jimin lets out a scoff but it's more of a laugh. Like he can't believe you're both doing this again. "You sure you're not drunk?" he asks as he makes eye contact with you. Bingo. You got him.

"Nope," you say sweetly.

"But Jungkook?"

You roll your eyes to mask the hurt. "Don't care."

Jimin looks at you intently to make sure you're not bluffing. While you wait for his answer you unclasp your bra and let it fall down your shoulders, exposing yourself to him. His eyes widen at the sight.

"Okay," he breathes out. He suddenly holds you by the waist to place you on the kitchen counter. It has you giggling at him.

"Eager?" you ask when he starts kissing your neck. You feel him drag his teeth across your skin, like he's thinking if he should mark you up or not. You stretch your neck out even more and feel him biting at your skin, sure to leave a bruise.

"Just excited," he mumbles against your neck. You feel him smile.

You unzip his pants while he's busy sucking your nipples. He's hard already when you start pumping your hand up and down his cock.

"Feels good, baby," he moans in your ear. You're still wearing your underwear but Jimin doesn't mind, just pushes it to the side to insert two of his fingers inside your pussy.

"Oh," you choke out. He finds your spot right away and rubs his fingers against it. He doesn't make you come, just fingers you to make sure you're prepped. It's quick when he takes his fingers out and grabs the condom in the back pocket of his jeans. You watch him tear the packet open and roll the condom down his length.

You both don't say anything else as he pushes his cock past your tight walls. Doesn't give you a moment before he starts pounding, his skin slapping against yours.

It's always like this with Jimin—just quick and easy and no feelings attached. You both don't do it much, it happens at the most random times. Usually when you want to forget or when he's stressed from school. And after this you're both back to being friends. It's never awkward. You wish it were like this with Jungkook instead.

"Jimin," you moan when he starts rubbing your clit. "Gonna come."

"Go ahead, baby," he breathes out, placing a soft kiss on your cheek and leaving his lips there. You push yourself to release and Jimin follows right after. You're both breathing heavily when he pulls out, taking off the condom and throwing it in the bin. He zips up his pants and starts looking for something on your bed. You're still trying to catch your breath when you feel a shirt being put over your head. Jimin's sweet like this—does aftercare in the most platonic way possible.

"There," he says after helping you wear the shirt he found. He doesn't know it belongs to Jungkook. You don't think he minds if he does though.

"Thank you," you say quietly and give him a small smile.

"Anytime. I'll see you around, okay?" He kisses your forehead and you watch him leave your apartment.

The silence engulfs you and you think you should feel disgusted with yourself—that you're pining over a guy but you just had sex with another. With his close friend out of all people. But you push the thought to the back of your mind as you jump down from the kitchen counter and walk into your bathroom. You're just like Jungkook, you tell yourself. Just casually sleeping around and nothing else. He doesn't care and you don't either. You feel a teeny bit better.

You take a warm shower to wash all the remnants from tonight. You actually take your time just to clear your jumbled up mind. It's almost 30 minutes later when you step out and check your phone while you're drying off, heartbeat stopping at a text you've received almost an hour ago.

jk: u up?

jk: hey reply to me :(

jk: coming over

Your eyes widen at the last text. It was sent just 10 minutes ago. You don't know where he's coming from but the campus isn't that big so he'll probably be here soon. You quickly finish drying off and change into comfortable clothes. You hear a knock on the door the moment you finish changing. You take a deep breath before walking to the door and opening it.

You notice Jungkook's wearing the same clothes from the party but his shirt is a bit wrinkled. You think he just came from the girl's place. Probably fucked her and is here now because he's not satisfied. You should feel disgusted and mad but you're not. You're no better. You just slept with his friend.

"Hi," you mutter.

He smiles at you and leans in to kiss you on the lips. "Hey, sweetheart." It has you swooning.

You step to the side to let him in and he walks straight to your bed, sitting down to take off his shoes before lying down comfortably. You follow him and sit down on your bed right by his waist. He stretches out his arm to drape it over your thighs and you start tracing his tattoos absentmindedly. This is your usual routine.

"Did you stay in all night?" he asks. Just a little bit of conversation before he does what he's really here for. At least he has a little bit of decency. You don't mind though, it makes you think that he cares about you when he asks things like this.

You shake your head and smile at him. "Nah, Jihyo and Mingyu dragged me to that frat party." You can tell he's trying to hide his surprise.

"Oh, I didn't see you there," he mumbles.

"It's okay." You shrug. "There were a lot of people."

"We could've played beer pong together, I know you like doing that every time you're out."

Your heart clenches at his remark. You're surprised and hurt every time he remembers little things about you. "I was with Jimin, don't worry." Jungkook doesn't know the double meaning to it.

He nods and runs his fingers across your thighs. "Missed you. Sorry I didn't reply to your text earlier, got caught up in something." You know that's a lie. "Just got back from the party too, that's why I came here late." Another lie.

You nod and smile as if you believe him. And you force yourself to because it's easier than knowing the truth. It's silent for a moment before he mumbles c'mere and brings you on top of his lap.

"Missed this," he says quietly as he squeezes your thighs. His hands trail up your waist till he's squeezing your tits beneath the shirt you're wearing. You start grinding on his cock, getting out of breath too quickly. You missed this too. It's been a week since you last had sex with Jungkook which is a long time for the both of you.

"Kook," you pant. He's pinching your nipples knowing that's where you're most sensitive.

"I know, sweetheart. Take your shirt off for me, hm?"

You nod your head dumbly and do as you're told, watching Jungkook stare at your body. He stops moving beneath you and you're about to ask what's wrong when he brings his hand up to touch the hickey on your neck that Jimin left.

"Who's this from?" he asks. You can't tell if he's mad or just curious. Jungkook isn't showing any emotions on his face and you're starting to get nervous.

"Just..." You think if you should tell him the truth. You look into his eyes and try to see if there's any semblance of care. You don't know. You really can't tell. Then your eyes trails down his body, to his neck and the wrinkly white shirt he's wearing. There's a red stain on the collar and you know it's lipstick. From the girl he slept with earlier. "Someone," you finally mumble.

"Someone?" He continues rubbing the spot gently until he presses down on it with his thumb. He doesn't press down too hard, but it's with enough force to have you hissing slightly.

"It's from Jimin," you finally say. He doesn't say anything but raise an eyebrow at your reply. You don't know if he already knows that you and Jimin have slept together. He doesn't look so surprised, or maybe he is and he's just really good at schooling his expressions.

He makes eye contact with you again and you feel his hand going to the back of your head, grabbing a handful of your hair to press your lips against his. The kiss feels urgent and rushed, his tongue instantly slipping in your mouth and tangling with yours. You're on top of him yet you feel defenseless as he holds you by your hair and kisses you hard. You let Jungkook do as he pleases and forget about the little conversation you just had. You start grinding on his cock again and he reciprocates this time, hips moving against yours.

Before you know it, he rolls you over and pins your arms above your head. You stare at him with wide eyes and he smirks at you in return. He holds your wrists with one hand and takes off your shorts and underwear with the other. He's fully dressed while you're not and you know you're at his mercy. He knows this too as he spreads your thighs apart with his hand.

"Keep your hands there," he whispers. You hold your bed frame for good measure. You just want to please him. He trails kisses down your body, from your neck to your nipples to your tummy. He stops by your thighs and you feel his breath against your skin. You squirm beneath Jungkook to get him to do something, to touch you and pleasure you. He shakes his head, still with that damn smirk on his face. He starts kissing your thighs, close to your pussy just to tease you.

"Didn't know you and Jimin have a thing going on," he says against your skin. You shiver at the vibrations his voice provides.

You feel Jungkook bite down on your inner thighs. "We don't," you choke out. He scoffs and starts kissing your pussy. Just light kisses that start making you crazy because you just want his mouth on you. "We're just friends," you say weakly.

He looks up from where he's laying between your legs. "Like us?"

Us.

You know what he means but at the same time you don't. You're friends with Jimin like you're friends with Jungkook. But you don't long for Jimin like you do for Jungkook. You don't yearn for Jimin the same way, don't look for him in every place you're at, don't pine for his affection or his touches. Jimin isn't like Jungkook and you both know that. You just don't know if you're different from the other girls Jungkook fucks.

"No," you say truthfully. It's said with defeat and desperation because you know he's not going to touch you till you answer him. "Not like us."

You know Jungkook won't pry anymore because he finally starts licking your pussy, starting with your outer lips until his tongue is inside your hole licking every crevice. Then he starts sucking your clit and that's when you truly lose it, legs going around his head to keep him against your cunt.

"Fuck," you almost scream. You're so close already that you should feel embarrassed but you're not. Jungkook knows your body too well. No one holds a candle to how good he eats you out. "Please," you whimper.

"Please what, sweetheart?"

"Please make me come!" you beg. "Need it, need it so much." You starting grinding your hips against his mouth.

"You're so desperate," he chuckles. It's said meanly but the comment flies over your head. You don't care anymore; you just want some sort of release. "But not yet."

You suddenly feel cold because Jungkook removes his mouth from you, standing up and getting out of the bed to remove his clothing. You continue holding the bed frame above you because you want to be good for him. You watch him strip his clothes off till he's naked just like you, tattooed hand wrapping around his cock.

It's long and thick and it splits you open every time he fucks you. You really don't know how you manage to take him every time.

Jungkook is so mean and unfair with the way he's teasing you right now, pleasuring himself while you lay on the bed. You're about to open your mouth to complain when he finally nods his head, motioning you to get up. "Kneel. Hands behind your back, okay?"

You nod your head and get in position on the bed, head tilting up to look at his cock. It's so hard and the tip is already leaking. You just want your mouth around him.

"Open," he says.

You open your mouth and stick your tongue out, just the way Jungkook likes. As expected, he spits directly into your mouth and you swallow right away.

"Good girl. Now suck."

He brings his cock to your lips and you immediately start sucking. You push your length all the way in till you feel him at the back of your throat.

"Gotta take all of me in, pretty. Or else I won't fuck your little pussy."

You know Jungkook takes his threats seriously so you back up a little to catch your breath before taking him in your mouth again. God, he's so big and thick your jaw is already starting to feel sore. But you power through and keep taking him in your mouth until your nose touches his tummy. You try not to gag around him but it's no use. You also feels your eyes tearing up.

Jungkook doesn't care you're struggling. In fact, he loves it because he's got that stupidly handsome smile on his face. He strokes your cheeks for a while and you try to even out your breathing.

"I wanna fuck your throat, sweetheart. Can you take it?" he asks sweetly.

You know it's a rhetorical question but you nod anyways, as much as you could with a dick down your throat.

"Let me in then."

You close your eyes and relax your throat even more. Jungkook holds your head then and pushes you towards him even deeper. You're helpless since your hands are behind your back. You gag again and start feeling lightheaded.

"There we go," he finally says once his whole length is in your mouth. You feel the tip down your throat. You're struggling so much but you try not to move. You just want to please him. "Gonna move now," he mumbles and starts moving his hips. You let him fuck your throat for God knows how long. You're full on crying when he stops and withdraws his length halfway out your mouth. You take the time to gasp for air and you even cough a little, head bowing down to regain your breathing. You faintly hear Jungkook laugh above you.

"I'm not yet done, love. Was just feeling nice enough to give you a little breather."

You nod your head and look up at him, mouth opening wide to let him know you're ready again.

"You just let me do whatever I want, huh?" he chuckles. You're not sure if he means something else but to you it does. You willingly let Jungkook do anything to you. Even if it results in heartbreak.

He stares at you for a while and spreads the spit and precum that's on your lips. "So messy." Then he's back to inserting his length inside your mouth. The glide is smoother this time since you're already prepped. "There we go," he groans out. He stays still and feels the imprint of his dick on your throat. "Look so pretty for me."

Jungkook starts moving again but thankfully his pace is slow this time. You're sure you'll have a sore throat by tomorrow.

"Keep your eyes open, okay? Wanna see you cry."

You look at him while he's fucking your mouth, looking at the way his cock moves in your throat. You're starting to lose your breath and you think Jungkook could tell as well because he grants you reprieve and steps back. You're coughing more this time, hands catching yourself in front of you. You barely get enough time to regain your breathing before you feel Jungkook grabbing your head and bringing your lips to his.

"Did so good for me," he says against your mouth.

You're trembling in his hold and you grab his arms to steady yourself. "Fuck me please," you try to say but your voice comes out hoarse and ragged.

He kisses your cheek and then your jaw. "I will, don't worry," he coos. "Always gonna give you what you want." Another lie. You know that's not true.

You're putty in his hands as he maneuvers you to the position he wants to fuck you in, which is on your hands and knees with your ass high in the air.

"Just like that," he whispers. He pushes down on your shoulders even more so that you're wide and open for him. He starts rubbing your pussy and you can't help but moan out loud. "You're so wet, sweetheart. All from sucking my cock?"

You nod wordlessly from your position on the bed. "Jungkook!" you scream as he plunges two fingers in your pussy. He's ruthless as he fucks his fingers fast and hard, hitting your g-spot right away. "Please," you cry out. You're so wound up and tense and you just want to come already but he won't let you.

You hear Jungkook chuckle from behind you. "Still so tight, baby. Thought Jimin stretched you out already." You're about to reply but you feel his thumb press against your rim and your senses go haywire, mind going blank because you're so overwhelmed.

"Please, please," you beg quietly. You're crying again and you'd do anything at this point to get Jungkook to fuck you. He withdraws his fingers from your holes and you hear the crinkling of plastic behind you. You turn your head slightly to see him slipping a condom on. Jungkook has never fucked you raw and you never asked why because you already know the answer. You'll get hurt hearing the truth anyway.

He holds your hips to steady you. He rubs the head of his cock up and down your folds. "You want this?" he asks roughly.

"Yes. Please."

Finally, finally, Jungkook pushes his cock in your pussy. It doesn't take long because you're so wet he slides right in to the hilt.

"You feel so good around me." He stills for a moment and you grab your ass to spread your cheeks even more.

"Please move, Kook."

You hear him groan. "God, baby, you're filthy." He starts fucking into you and your mind goes blank. You feel his thick cock slide in and out, the tip already kissing your cervix.

"Feels so good," you mumble incoherently. Jungkook fucks you quick and hard, holding your hips so tightly you know it's going to bruise. You feel his balls slap against your clit which adds even more pleasure. You feel yourself getting close again and arch your back.

"Can I please come?" you ask through your moans. "Please let me come, Jungkook. Please—"

"Come," he finally says. It's the only word you need to hear before you let go, that coil in you snapping and bringing pleasure all over your body. You don't know you're moaning so loudly you're almost screaming. You feel your pussy just gush and it gets so wet and sticky you're surprised Jungkook doesn't slip out. It's so filthy that you hear squelching noises as well. Your orgasm goes on for so long you don't know how you're still holding yourself up.

"You creamed my cock so much, baby," Jungkook says. He slows down his pace but he's still moving so you can ride out your high. "Got me wet and even your sheets."

You barely hear him and there's just a buzzing sound around your head. Your body feels so heavy and you just want to collapse but you arch your back even more for Jungkook.

He laughs. "Think I fucked you stupid." He increases his pace again and you just kneel there and take it. "Gonna make me fucking come," he growls as his hips snap against yours. "Fuck." He fucks you some more and you groan every time he hits your g-spot.

Suddenly, he pulls out so fast. "Don't move," he groans. You stay in place and watch him remove the condom off, hand going to stroke his cock as he brings himself to his release. You feel his come on you, right on your pussy and asshole. "Fuck, baby," he groans. You feel even stickier with his load on you. Then he bends down to kiss your neck, and then your cheek, and then a gentle one on your lips.

"You okay?" he asks quietly. His arm goes to wrap around your waist and you slowly start sinking onto the bed.

"Mhm," you mumble and try to keep your emotions at bay. You always feel so overwhelmed after sex with Jungkook. You let a few tears fall down your cheeks but it's the kind of tears of relief from an intense orgasm.

Jungkook presses his front against your back, not caring that his come is still on you. He starts kissing your face again then rubs his nose up and down your throat. "Just breathe, yeah?" he says quietly. You nod weakly against his hold and do just that. The both of you say nothing as you try to calm your racing heart.

You don't know how many minutes pass by until Jungkook stands up. You don't have the strength in you to move your position on the bed or ask where he's going. A few minutes later you feel a wet rag on your back. You let Jungkook clean you up while the both of you still don't say a thing. Then he's moving you on the bed again so your head is on the pillows and he's right behind you, lying down comfortably to be the big spoon. You feel him kissing your head.

"Sleep," he mumbles against your hair. With Jungkook holding you and with his steady breaths guiding yours, you fall asleep right away.

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You don't know what time it is when you wake up but there's still sunlight peeking through your curtains so you suppose it's still morning. You turn to face the other side of the bed only to find it empty. You don't know what time Jungkook left, if he stayed the night or left the moment you fell asleep. You're used to it already but it doesn't mean you're not hurt. Your heart constricts at the empty space beside you. You move again to lay on your back and cover your face with yours hands, letting out shaky breaths while trying not to breakdown. God, maybe Jimin was right. Just forget about him.

But it's hard not to. It's hard to forget about him when you have sex constantly, when his touches are gentle but also rough. When he wants you to reply to his messages and when he wants you against his body. It's hard because he's friends with your friends. It's hard when he takes care of you after every intense orgasm. It's hard when he makes it seem like he wants you just as much as you want him.

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[the-travelling-witch]

𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐘 𝐌𝐄!

love/healing potions= fluff, antidotes= comfort, poisons= angst, aphrodisiacs= smut, felix felicis= shitposts/ edits, custom potions= my oc; ༊*·˚= personal favourite

Love Potions:

Gamer Boyfriend: Leviathan || 890 || Drabble

⇢ ˗ˏˋ levi ࿐ྂ

Character Class: Comfort Gamer Profile: Levi understands how exhausting life can be, especially in this household. So he’s really glad you can find comfort in bingeing anime or TSL and playing games with him for however long you want. Still, Levi’s convinced you’re some kind of angel for listening to his long-winded ramblings and if you ask him literally anything about the plot or characters he has half a mind to marry you right then and there.

Kiss me more || 2k || Multi-Character || ༊*·˚

⇢ ˗ˏˋ demon brothers + barbatos ⋆ˎˊ˗

summary: the types of kisses the demons like to give and receive warnings: i totally never play favourites ever

Hold me close || 1.1k || Multi-Character

⇢ ˗ˏˋ mammon, belphie, barbatos, dantalion, valefar ⋆ˎˊ˗

summary: just some short and sweet cuddling headcanons warnings: only me playing favourites again ♡ + one teeny tiny allusion to lesson 16

Hollysm: Day Two [Event] || 940 || Drabble

⇢ ˗ˏˋ barbatos ࿐ྂ

event prompt: baking

Nighttime Routine Drabble || 800 || Drabble || ༊*·˚

⇢ ˗ˏˋ mammon ࿐ྂ

summary: a pouty demon has become part of your nighttime routine warnings: fluff with mentions of insecurities (skin/appearance related)

Catherine Crossover || Blurb/ Hc

⇢ ˗ˏˋ ft. demon brothers but more so belphie ࿐ྂ

Antidotes:

Bloody Hell || 3.3k || Multi-Character || ༊*·˚

⇢ ˗ˏˋ mammon, belphegor, barbatos ⋆ˎˊ˗

summary: having your period is already stressful enough and being in the devildom doesn't make it any better; luckily, these demons are here to help warnings: period-having reader (gn pronouns), blood, mild cramps

Poisons:

⇢ ˗ˏˋ no potions brewed yet ࿐ྂ

Aphrodisiacs: [Nsfw, minors dni]

Gamer Boyfriend: Leviathan [NSFW] || 3k || One-Shot

⇢ ˗ˏˋ levi ࿐ྂ

Stats: nsfw/ minors dni, jealous/ possessive! levi, cream pies, monster/tail fucking, mean dom! levi, levi with two cocks, degradation/ name calling, marking, double penetration, unprotected sex (stay safe everyone!), hint of/ alllusion to exhibitionism towards the end Profile: It’s not fair! Why do his stupid brothers get to hog your attention all the time? He’ll make sure you’ll pay attention to him and only him. You’re not leaving his room for quite a while; there’s lots of fun stuff Levi wants to try with you. And when you do limp out of his room, his brothers will certainly get the message.

Sinful Indulgence || 5.8k || One-Shot || ༊*·˚

⇢ ˗ˏˋ asmo ࿐ྂ

summary: losing your virginity can be daunting, even more so when you’re dating the avatar of lust; luckily, asmo is only interested in making this as comfortable for you as possible warnings: nsfw/ minors dni, slightly angsty (insecurities) but with comfort, porn with a hint of plot, loss of virginity, corruption kink, use of toys (vibrator), fingering, asmo being a demon+ demon form! asmo, soft!asmo, consent king asmo,  cream pie/ unprotected sex, use of petnames (sweetheart, darling, love, hon/honey), marking

A tricky treat || 5.7k || One-Shot

⇢ ˗ˏˋ dragon! barbatos ࿐ྂ

summary: the plan was to spend a chill movie night at the castle but when was the last time anything went according to plan in the devildom? warnings: nsfw/ minors dni, dragon! barbatos, dom! barbs , aphrodisiac spit (idc if i made it up, deal with it), double penetration, two cocks, monster + tail fucking, breeding kink, oviposition, cream pie, pool sex, marking, a little bit of possessiveness (as a treat)

Felix Felicis:

Exchange Student Diaries ༊*·˚

The Devil Demon Wears Prada ༊*·˚

Behold, The Avatar of Pride

Belphie NB icons/pngs

Custom Potions:

Dantalion, Owner of Majolish ༊*·˚

Valefar, Casino Owner ༊*·˚

Stolas, Popular Streamer ༊*·˚

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[ladytauria]

Fic Stats Meme

Rules: Give us the links to your fic with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and fic with the least words.

Thank you @bi-bats <33333 This was fun to do!

Most Hits: you know just what i need (11,199 hits) ??? this is wild to me, especially since before i spent most of my time in a teeny tiny fandom.

2nd Most Kudos: you know just what i need (1,005 kudos) see above. also ofc this one is on here twice xD

3rd Most Comments: ogling vs situational awareness (22 comment threads)

4th Most Bookmarks: hard work and hypocrisy (139 bookmarks) hello, ducktales! ngl, i only wrote two fics for this fandom, so i'm surprised it made it on this list!

5th Most Words: you know just what i need (7,164 words), technically BUT given that two of the top 5 slots are occupied by two works i've been heavily considering deleting* i'm gong to move down two slots. which gets us to drabbles (5,233 words). these are mostly silly, & some of them aren't so much drabbles as they are not-fics, but... XD

Least Words: starshine (448 words) a pjo/hoo fic, and also, i believe, the first fic i ever posted to ao3 when i finally decided to start migrating from ffn. i also only ever wrote two fics for this fandom, so it's another surprise, lol.

*they're both original works, and meant to be prequels to the novel i'm writing. however... while the first is still mostly canon, the second one is not, at all. and i'm not sure i want them floating around anymore, lol. but i also don't want to regret deleting them, so... i haven't.

no pressure tag (& apologies if you've been tagged before!): @monkeymindscream; @aceofshitposts; @the-alice-of-hearts

#taurawritesfanfic #tag games #<3 thank u! #this was rly fun to look up lol #& surprising in a few cases

[girl-with-goats]

TAKING DRAMIONE PROMPTS

Hi hello 🌿

I'm writing a smol dramione series focused on short, fluffy, feel-good but also angsty moments, called softness of love. It's basically a teeny tiny gift for @gloivy because she deserves all the best ❤️

So, I'm taking prompts for drabbles. If you have some and want me to write it, yeet it at me either in the comments here or in the ask inbox or anywhere else. I'll gladly take them. It's fun to write, it's short, and helps fighting my writer's block with my longer wips. 🥺

PLEASE YEET THEM AT ME I BEG YOU

#dramione prompts #call for prompts #gimme the prompts #dramione drabbles #i need your help #yeet prompts at me I beg y'all

[littlestsnicket]

tagged by @virginian-wolfsnake (thank you :) i still have a bunch of your fic open in tabs to re-read)

Fanfic writer 20 questions

how many fics do you have on ao3?

110 (that's not as many as it seems, i've written a lot of drabbles and have had my account since 2014)

2. what is your ao3 word count?

65,046 (see, not actually that much writing)

3. how many fandoms do you write for and what are they?

according to my ao3 stats, lots. slightly more than i can fit on my phone screen at once, lots. that i've written more than a few fics for an would consider writing in again if the mood struck me: community, doctor who, a series of unfortunate events, twin peaks, the witcher. (there's also a decent amount of marvel comic related fic, but i don't really see myself going back to that.)

4. what are your top five fic by kudos?

mending what's not quite broken: post season 2 witcher fic exploring geralt and ciri and jaskier and yennefer's relationship dynamic. it started as me being pissy about fanon takes on several things and ended up being a heartfelt exploration of unrequited love and that being ok, actually. it is also almost 4 times longer than anything else i have written. anyway, it's probably the thing i am most proud of, so it's cool it's at the top of the kudos list.

it's all fun and games: community fic where annie and abed have sex for the first time as themselves (in the sense that the fic implies that they very regularly have sex with each other while pretending to be other people). platonic soulmates with benefits ftw.

uncooperative sobering up: community fic exploring troy's feelings about abed and the emotional fallout of mixology certification.

(take your time) coming home: community fic set in a slight au where troy goes back to greendale near the end of season 6. it's mostly about the things that stay the same when it seems like everything has changed.

long distance confessionals: community fic set post season 6, where jeff calls abed in the middle of the night to have a small mental breakdown. (i regret not putting slightly more effort into this fic title, otherwise it's a solid fic.)

(you have to go down like 15 spots to get to asoue fic, which is not intellectually surprising cause teeny tiny fandom that i joined late, but i feel like i got such good responses to my asoue fic? i guess comments from people who's usernames i recognize feels better than kudos.)

5. do you respond to comments? why or why not?

most of the time. i like to let people know how i felt about their comment, even if it's just a quick thanks!

6. what is the fic you've written that had the angstiest ending?

that's an interesting question. i usually aim to end my fic on a reasonably optimistic note. probably scraps of paper concealed in handshakes (lemony and beatrice and bertrand pass notes after lemony fakes his death) or audible capital letters (yennefer and jaskier have a very silly conversation about science). they are both, overall, quite silly, but they both end with me going 'hey, remember the awful thing that is going to canonically happen next?!?'

7. do you write crossovers?

generally no, but i am very proud of the one i wrote, where dale cooper visits the snicketverse: iron filings drawn to a magnet

8. have you ever gotten hate on a fic?

not really? i have gotten a few comments where my response was 'i'm not sure why you felt the need to tell me that' but nothing i would actually classify as hate.

9. do you write smut? if so what kind?

uh, sure. i have written a handful of fics with 'on screen' sex. i wouldn't really classify them as smut though. i feel a bit bad, because i read a lot of smut and would like to give back to the smut reading community. i just... i don't like sharing things that aren't as good as i feel i can personally make them, and it's very awkward to put that much thought into sex (for me at least), so unless it's furthering some thematic point, i'm probably not going to manage to write it.

10. have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i noticed, at least.

11. have you ever had a fic translated?

no. i had one of my drabbles podficced though, and that was incredibly exciting! i don't think i crossposted that. maybe i should? cuase it's really good! i've never interacted with the person that did it outside of the comment they made asking for permission and me commenting on the podfic that i was very excited that they had done it. i don't know what the etiquette for this is. someone also drew fanart for one of my atwq fics, i should have added a link to the story at the time, but i did not, so it's lost to the lack of thorough tagging on my tumblr...

12. have you ever co-written a fic?

no. i'm pretty sure my writing process is so erratic and undisciplined (i don't even write drabbles in order) that this would be impossible. i do really enjoy bouncing ideas off my beta reader though.

13. what is your all time favorite ship?

oh. this is so hard. uh... i think the doctor and the master. they can have the sex positive asexual vibe that i love so much (like, even when you write it romantically, they're intellectual rivals and friends first). and the lovers to enemies vibe. and the you make me question myself at my very core vibe. and the no one will ever understand me as much as you do (and i hate you for it) vibe.

14. what is a work in progress that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

well, all of my asoue and witcher wips (and the disastrous twin peaks cooper and caroline in pittsburgh story) are things i am definitely totally 100 percent going to finish writing one day.

back when i was still writing community fic, i started writing always a girl!abed nadir fic, and it's a bunch of disconnected scenes jumping around at least 4 seasons of the show, and i am never going to write something of that scope, probably not for anything, definitely not for that. i am seriously considering cleaning it up a bit and just posting them as ficlets though. they parallel the actual show pretty closely so they don't need a ton of context.

15. what are your writing strengths?

being concise and having every word mean something. i hope, at least. i spent enough time writing drabbles, obsessing over that sort of thing to get the word count that i hope it carries into my longer stuff.

maybe willingness to go back to the source material? i think of fic as having an interconnected conversation with the source material and fandom at large, so my fic tends to have some sort of thesis (at least in my head) so i hope that results in my work being interesting.

16. what are your writing weaknesses?

setting. in fic, you can mostly give the reader hints to remind them of the shared setting that already lives in both of your heads. but then sometimes you need to be in a new place, and HOW DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH OF IT TO DESCRIBE?!? is it even important at all? i usually lean on the side of less is more, but is it?!?!

it does not help that i picture things very vividly when i'm reading, but it's based on vibes and my brain being highly associative and sometimes flat out ignores the description that is actually in the text. so on the one hand, i want the reader to see what i'm seeing, but on the other, description of setting doesn't matter much to me as a reader, so it's very confusing.

17. what are your thoughts on writing dialogue in another language?

personally, i find it frustrating unless i can easily understand it from context or my lack of understanding is meaningful in some way. but, especially if you--the writer--are a polyglot, why not?

i would personally be uncomfortable trusting google translate, and it would have to be really important to what i was trying to achieve to go through the process of asking a real person.

18. what is the first fandom you ever wrote for?

doctor who, i think? that's certainly the first thing i posted on ao3, and i think all of the messing about with writing i did before that was original fiction. oh. technically, i was in a harry potter roleplaying community back in... 2006? i was mostly a spectator and find the process of role playing to be quite boring. (another reason--although i acknowledge it is somewhat different--that i wouldn't co-write fic.)

19. what's you favorite fic you've ever written?

aaaaah... this is really hard. this probably isn't even true, but I'm going to go with Someone lost to both of us. it just... achieves so many of the things i wanted to achieve with it, and i wrote it in like an hour and did approximately no editing, so i'm always a bit staggered when i reread it and have no notes.

20. who do you tag?

oh no... it's taken me so long to do this i can't remember who has already been tagged.

@valdomarx, @kuwdora, @olivia-calidamn but only if you want, of course!

#ask meme #ao3 stats

[chiefbeifongcanrailme]

9, 11, 18, 19

Hi Peachy Pants!

9) Are you more of a drabble or a longfic kind of writer? Pantser or plotter? Do you wish you were the other? I think I like writing drabbles or one-shots a little more than long-fics because its easier. When I say easier, it's got less to do with easy to write and more to do with easy to express. I have random spurts of inspiration and that's often inconvenient to incorporate into longfics. Although, my longfics are like my babies🥺 For my drabbles I'm a panster and go where my stories and characters take me, but for longfics I can often be a plotter, but the outline remains in my head. I don't write it down, because I feel like I've given it some kinda life? idk it's weird. None of this is set in stone though- every story and character has it's own requirements.

11) What do you envy in other writers? THERE IS SO MUCH TO ENVY!! I'm a huge fan of all of you🤡 I hate doing descriptions because my ass is lazy af. I envy the way you guys make me "see" and "experience" everything your characters by painting such a vivid picture through your writing. You know those works that make you engage all 5 of your senses? Ooof I love them and I so wish I had the skill (and patience) to write that way. I'm more like here's a glimpse- take it or leave it lol.

18) Do any of your stories have alternative versions? (plotlines that you abandoned, AUs of your own work, different characterisations?) Tell us about them. Oh, absolutely I do. My AUs often come with their own AUs lol. For example, with Chaos: there was going to be a teeny tiny kyalin subplot. Also, Bumi and Lin weren't meant to get together so early on- I was going to do some more of a love triangle crisis but I was told it was frustrating to read or something (I don't remember correctly). With Soul: there was certainly a Linumi subplot which was very self-indulgent which I had to discard cuz you all would kill me for it💀

19) Is there something you always find yourself repeating in your writing? (favourite verb, something you describe ‘too often’, trope you can’t get enough of?) I feel like I often start a lot of my sentences with "I feel like" lmao. I also use the words, "really", "also", "very", "a lot", "like". I often use the "first time" tropes a lot. I think they're neat. And ofc, miscommunication and humor are my favorites!

Ask me fun meta questions!

#merkittty answers #the way I ramble tho omg

[ladyinbooks]

Absolutely in love with IB, Rarely Pure and P2P. Absolutely wonderful men.

And honestly, poor Kate in the IB universe. She cannot catch a break. I’m predicting she’s going to be dragged into some more bullshit, and her husband is going to have to calm her down before she murders two men for dragging her into things.

I think Venn and Hird should take a break, and she should go have a massage and a tea with a nice book, far far away from meddlesome men who are prisoners of biological desires.

God. I can’t believe how much I love Kate. She’s a wonderful young woman.

Also, Kate and Venn, Mummy AU, but Venn is Evelyn and Kate is Rick. This has weighed heavily on my mind to the point where I’ve wanted to write it. (Having had this since I mentioned Kate reminding me of Evie.)

@drake-the-incubus Oh my gosh, this was such a lovely message to read. Thank you! ❤️❤️❤️ I'm so pleased you like the men in RP, P2P and IB.

I would say I couldn't possibly comment on what fate awaits poor Hird. But you know what? You're right, and you should say it. 😉 That woman deserves twenty medals, for putting up with all the drama. She thought she'd done enough for one lifetime, after dealing with the Samiel 'n Jay show. But no. Now she has to deal with a pair of idiots who may be even more ridiculous. (How long do you think it's going to take before she starts fantasising about dumping them on the nearest asteroid and just... leaving?)

I completely agree. She deserves a another holiday with that massage you spoke of, a nice book and some good food. She should turn her commlink off, and let ridiculous men (with ridiculous biological urges) sort themselves out for a change. Venn should come too, so he can go and look at exciting ruins, and keep her from 'accidentally' checking in with the Banshee.

It makes me so, so happy that you like Kate. She's such a fun character to write. I know she can be a bit of a difficult character to love, so I can't begin to tell you how much it makes me smile when I read someone else likes her too!

Oh my goodness! Great minds think alike! (By which I mean yours and @moardragonspls.) I absolutely adore the characterisations you've both put forward because yes. So much yes. I have visions of Venn rescuing Kate from jail now, just so he can convince her to help him find Hamnuaptra. If you ever do decide to write a little Mummy AU, know that I will be screaming hysterically in your inbox!

(Also, I may have to see if I can scribble a teeny tiny drabble of this for you, because I keep thinking about it...)

#lady replies #Kate Hird

[tk-writer]

2021 resolution: write more for this blog again

#hi! im alive! #my goal for this week is to post one little teeny tiny drabble so i can get back into the swing of things again! #writing is good and fun and i want to do it more!

[kaz11283]

Can I request Loki helping/reacting to readers epically bad sunburn? You can do a HC or Drabble or One shot. It could be pre-dating or dating I do not care.

I absolutely love this ask and it fits in quite nicly because I am going to the beach next week!

I Told You So

Character: Loki, you,

Warning: slight cussing, fluff, nothing really bad

Summary: After finally taking a day off and Tony taking everyone to the beach for some fun in the sun you bring back more than you care to.

Announcement: Im back writing after taking a few days off and spending some much needed time with my little family and now my mind is a little more clear. In other news! 6 DAYS TILL LOKI I REPEAT 6 DAYS TILL LOKI (AND 9 DAYS TILL MY BUTT IS IN THE SAND)💚💚💚💚

Loki Masterlist

~~~~~

"Loki! Come on! Please. Go with us!" You begged outside of your best friends room.

"I do not wish to go and play in the sand or in the water as Thor put it. Theres is nothing even remotely enticing about spending the day at the beach." He answered opening up his bedroom door and crossing his arms.

"Oh come on. What are you going to do all day? Sit around and throw your knives? Read? Watch boring documentaries? You need to get out and enjoy the nice weather." You huffed.

"Daggers, y/n, they are daggers and I dont watch boring documentaries. Especially compared to that ridiculous show you watch about the scientists and the dumb girl."

"Its the Big Bang Theory and you enjoy it." You squinted your eyes at him. ".We could lay on some towels under a umbrella and make fun of the others, and you can read there."

He rolled his eyes looking exasperated, "If I say that i will go will you leave me alone?"

"Yes, yes I will. Ill even watch that boring docuseries that youve been begging me to watch with you." You smiled looping your arm around his waist and pulling him down the hall. "Oh I cant wait, Tonys gonna be so annoyed."

After a fun day at the beach and many one sided argument from Loki telling you to put sunscreen on or you would burn you was back in your room trying not to move more than you needed to.

"Ow ow Ow Ow." You wined untying the knot from around your neck. "Damn it. I hate being burnt. OUCH!" The botton tie of your top had drug slightly on your back causing it to sting.

"I told you so." You jump turning to see Loki standing in your door with that sassy smirk that you just wamted to slap off his face. "I told you to put sunscreen on but no you didnt wanna listen because you were having to much fun."

"Just a few days of pain and it will turn tan with some TLC and some cocoa butter." You said throwing your top across the room at him causing him to spin around so he was giving you some privacy. You rolled your eyes at him, "Honestly, Loki, its nothing you havent seen before."

"Yes, and the only reason I have it you practically naked is because you never give a man a warning you just start stripping." He sighed with his back still toward you.

"They are just boobs, I'm sure youve seen your fair share. Ok you can turn around now." You stood there silently laughing as he turned around to see you still topless.

"Oh all nine realms y/n!" You died laughing as he shot back around to face the wall.

"Ok ok, funs over. I swear I'm going to take a shower." You said grabbing a large shirt and a pair of shorts.

"I'm not turning around till I hear the door close and water running." He said throwing up a finger.

"Could I ask you one teeny tiny favor first?" You asked walking into your bathroom.

"Im afraid to ask what it is but go ahead."

"When I get done do you mind putting some lotion on my back?" You called starting the water.

"Of course not." You heard him sit down on your couch.

"Can you also use some of your ice magic on my burn? Just to take the sting out?"

"I feel like you use me sometimes."

"Well I mean you are easy on the eyes. I do stare at your butt a lot."

"Now your just trying to suck up to me."he laughed.

"Is it working by any chance?" You called from the shower.

"Only if you stop calling it ice magic." He saod appering outside of the curtain. You peeked around the shower curtain at him. He was sitting on your toilet with his legs crossed staring back at you. "What?"

"What do you mean 'what?'. What are you doing?" You glared at him.

"Sitting here talking to you. Better than yelling across your room. By the way your face is also very burnt. Put some aloe on it when you get out." He said picking at his nail.

"Whatever," you step back into the shower finishing up. "Pass me a towle." You stuck your hand out of the curtain.

After you had put on your pjs and Loki had changed into something more comfortable you both sat on the couch watching the documentary he had chosen as his hand was placed on your back letting it cool your burn.

"Thank you very much Loki." You sigh leaning into him.

"Your lucky your the only one I can tolerate in this god forsaken place." Rolling his eyes.

"Its ok, I know you love me." You laugh at him.

~~~~~

Tag list:

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@serpentargo

@drbaureid

@poetic-fiasco

@kgirardin

@sophlubbwriting

@supbeeches

@rosaline-black

@jesuswasnotawhiteman

@natandersonnla

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[wendimydarling]

Rest for the Weary

Summary: Walter seeks comfort in the arms of his love.

Word Count: 390

Warnings: fluff, teeny tiny suggested angst, oral fixation, female receiving nipple stimulation.

A/N: ooooh, this drabble was so sweet and soft and fun to write. Based on this prompt here that was I graciously given by @achaoticaugust. I hope it fits the parameters! GIF from the internet, dividers by @firefly-graphics, and the quote at the end is a paraphrase of something hypothetically said by Napoleon Bonaparte. Unbeta’d; all mistakes are mine!

It’s nights like this where I can tell. I can tell the day’s been hard, the week’s been hard, the job... well, it’s the job, he wouldn’t complain.

But I know.

It’s nights like this when he gets home and literally strips away the day with every scrap of clothing he takes off. They land in a trail on the floor as he makes his way to wherever I am in the house. Tonight I’m on the couch, and I remove my own shirt, reaching my arms out to him, ready to embrace his weary frame.

He kneels in front of me and I shift to the edge of the cushion, wrapping my arms around his shoulders. He presses my naked chest against his, inhaling my comfort as he squeezes me tightly. I live for these moments, quiet hugs that leave everything behind.

“Take them,” I whisper, “Use them. They belong to you.”

He doesn’t hesitate; he dips his head to kiss each swell. I clasp my fingers around his neck and arch my back, offering him my breasts in surrender. He latches onto my nipple with his lips and I gasp, nothing but a puddle whenever he does this. I card my fingers in his curls, pulling him as close to me as I can.

Eventually he struggles in this position and lies horizontal on the worn fabric of the old couch, tucking his arm around the small of my back. With every kiss, every sweep of his tongue, the act of his worship replaces the stress of his day with calm, with serenity.

His head tilts slowly till soon it’s cradled in my arm. I stroke his face, soothe a finger down his beard, watch as his eyes drift slowly closed. His mouth refuses to give up, sucking softly now, until he eventually surrenders to sleep.

I smile gently when he falls off my breast, as a babe would with his mother. It fills me with a warmth I can’t describe that he loves me this much, trusts me this much to be so intimate with me. Other things would come later, but for now I return to my book as the hum of his muffled snores fill the room with the ambient lull of peaceful stillness.

Let him sleep. For when he wakes, he will move mountains.

#Walter marshall #Walter marshall drabble #walter marshall angst #Walter marshall fluff #tagging as #Walter marshall smut #just to be safe

[miraeluc]

you have an anxiety attack

prompt: “after a long day you’re just trying to cook for you and your roommate, but when you accidentally switch salt and sugar the stress dawns upon you and you lose it.”

pairing: kaeya x gender-neutral reader

warnings: description of an anxiety attack, explicit language

word count: 1.6k

genre: fluff, angst

rough day? 

no

roughest of the rough 

it started in the morning - all was good until you were all dressed and ready to go

all you needed to do was brush your teeth

of course you dropped toothpaste on your new blouse and had to change because your boss would literally kill you if you strutted in there with toothpaste stains on your clothing 

that didn’t upset you too much anyway,, yep, it kinda sucks but it is what it is

you went to work

that’s when it started to REALLY go downhill

first, you had to sit your ass in this tiny cubicle all day and it remained right on that chair every time you stood up

that’s what it felt like at least

then, you lost data that you’ve been working on for a MONTH

an entire month’s worth data!!!! LOST!!!!

curse you and your issue with forgetting where you put your folders

so you started over

was it worth it? 

no

your boss hated it

you ended up dropping the project overall,, handed it over to a co-worker

your excuse was that you felt too ‘unfit’ for the whole project and he would totally be a better fit!

poor bennett 

bennett is a nice guy, you always hang out with him during break

you usually talk shit about the other co-workers and he just listens and sits there like ◕ ◡ ◕

he’s just there for the food you bring him, really 

he’s a little dumb so he took the project from you with no hesitation

“i’ll do it for you, dont even worry about it, y/n!”

you ended up working overtime 

you had about 7 projects to finish until tomorrow morning and they were all only half-done 

so you got your coffee, turned off your phone and got to work

you finished at 9pm

your work hours are 8am-5:30pm

nope, not having a great time 

well, at least you can go home now!

you pack up your stuff and get up, leaving this hellhole of an office, stretching as you wait for the elevator before checking your phone to see 7 missed calls from your roommate

aka kaeya

aka boy that is most likely emotionally unavailable

aka boy that KEEPS TURNING OFF THE HEATERS TO LEAVE YOU TO FREEZE

his excuse is always that he can’t handle the warmth but you’re sure its so you whine about the cold so he can hug you to warm you up

maybe you have a teeny tiny crush on him???? BUT WHO CAN BLAME YOU 

he’s a whole package - the only thing he’s lacking is emotional availability lmao

which is why you never mentioned the day by day blooming feelings you’ve been developing for him

there would be no positive outcome from you telling him. he would politely turn you down, having to explain yet again that he doesn’t see himself having actual romantic feelings to someone 

you’re content with your current relationship with him

right?

kaeya is known as the fuckboy! of the city

neither of you mind, he’s having his fun

and you know that there’s much more to it 

you’re very happy to have gained his trust enough for him to let his flirty side down when with you, at least

well, there’s no time to ponder over your relationship with him because you’re already sprinting to catch the last bus of the day

right as you got to the station it drove away

fuck

what now?

you have to walk home. alone. in the dark.

oh well. 

usually bennett drives you home but obviously he left earlier

its only a 15 minute walk you can do it

it’s not that bad there’s street lamps hey!

not that bad until it starts to rain, apparently

by the time you get home there’s water in places rainwater shouldn’t be

kaeya is running by the time he hears the front door

“where were you??”

“why didn’t you reply to my calls??”

“do you have a slight idea about how worried i w-”

he stops when he sees your soaked figure and tired expression

“oh, y/n, what happened?” 

he immediately helped you chuck off your wet coat and shoes 

“i worked overtime and missed the last bus so i had to walk home”, you sighed

he nodded and hummed “Go ahead and take a shower then, wouldn’t want you to get sick now, would we?” he winked

you scoffed but nodded anyway

 “yeah, especially in this coLD FUCKING APARTMENT BECAUSE YOU REFUSE TO LET THE HEATERS TURNED ON-”

you only heard him laugh before shutting the door in the bathroom and jumping into the shower, needing to warm up because you were sure your toes were about to fall off from the cold

at least the shower went well

:///

you got dressed in lounge attire when you got out of the shower, walking to the kitchen because you were very hungry

you gave bennett all your food today so you didnt have any left

he just looked so hungry

ANYWAYS

you’re in the kitchen, deciding on what to cook

if you ask kaeya he will tell you to just drink wine instead so, no

you kind of want something sweet so you decide to bake cupcakes

kaeya shows up too

“what’re you baking?”

he sat and watched as you gathered all the ingredients you need

“cupcakes. how was your day?”

you strike up a conversation - all you talked about today was work and you need some decent interaction, plus kaeya is a super nice talk partner

“good. i had a day-off today so i layed in bed all day”

you hummed, stirring the eggs and flour 

“how come? you never get off”

“no reason, i was forcibly given a day off- well anyways, what i wanted to tell you about before you worried me because i thoght you were deAD when you didn’t respond, is that i need your help setting up a date for diluc-”

you stopped listening halfway

you were looking at the unopened sugar bag on the counter

you just stirred the sugar in, why is it unopened????

you look over at the open bag of salt

wait a second 

you take out a little dough and taste it

FUCK

“hello??? earth to y/n?? are you even liste-”

he stops himself as soon as you look at him with your lower lip trembling 

uhhhhh

he’s never been in this situation

“y/n?? why are you crying-”

he looks at the counter and the dough, then he sees the salt beside the bowl you were stirring in and leans over to try some

oh, that’s why

“oh come on, is that what you’re crying over?” he snorted

he could barely catch you when you collapsed and started sobbing 

he immediately regreted what he said

“hey, y/n, it’s just a little dough! its okay-” 

you just sobbed and he sat down with you, sighing and pulling you into a tight hug

you felt your lungs constricting and your hands started shaking 

you didn’t even notice how antsy you felt all day until now

you gasped for air and he tightened his grip on you

“w-why am i so worthless?!”

you punched his chest

“i can’t do a single thi-ng with-out messing it up!”

punch

“i’m so us-useless”

punch

“i should just kill m-”

he immediately pulled away and cupped your face before you could finish what you were about to say

“y/n, look at me. you had a bad day - you’re not useless! you’re stressed out! you’re one of the most hardworking people that i know- and, and don’t you ever mention anything about killing yourself! i won’t let you go, not as long as im here”

you were too busy fighting against the constricting feeling in your lungs to notice the tear slipping down his cheek before he hugged you tightly again

your hands gripped at his tshirt

his hand rested over your shaky ones

it broke him

seeing you in such state hurt him so much, he felt his own heart breaking a little with every gasp you took 

“come on, let’s breathe together”

his voice was soft when he spoke to you

he took a deep breath in, you following

you wrapped your arms around him and leaned your head against his chest when breathing out 

hearing his heartbeat made you feel safe

he kept breathing with you until he was more than sure you could breathe comfortably again 

why did he feel like this?

sure, flirting with girls is fun 

and ghosting them is also fun

he usually doesn’t care about hurting them

but why does he feel the need to protect you from all bad things?

and why does your pain hurt him too?

he sighs and shakes his head as if that would clear his mind 

(it doesn’t)

oh well. 

taking care of your needs is more important right now

he picks you up and walks over to the couch, sitting down, placing you on his lap and hugging you 

“you’re not cooking anything, we’ll order takeout.”

you sniffled and nodded 

you did feel your heart flutter a little when he sat you down on him

he’s never done that 

you ignore it and reside into the warmth he gives instead, nuzzling your face into his chest 

he smiles softly and strokes your hair, using his free hand to type in what you were ordering

you both fell into a comfortable silence

at some point he thought you fell asleep lol

“kaeya?”

he rose his brows a little and looked down, humming

“thank you.”

additional notes: welp. this was my first drabble! it was very fun to write and i genuinely look forward to writing more! i’d appreciate it alot if you leave any feedback or even requests for drabbles :-)

#kaeya #kaeya x reader #anxiety #anxiety attack #angst #fluff #diluc #bennett #genshin impact #kaeya alberich #gender neutral s/o #genshin impact x reader #kaeya scenario #genshin impact scenarios #kaeya alberich x reader #kaeya fluff #kaeya angst #genshin impact angst #genshin impact fluff

[ticklishraspberries]

zuko would challenge mai to a "first person to laugh loses" challenge just so he can get tickles because no one can make him laugh from just jokes

was gonna write a fic based on this and then i couldn’t get insp so here’s a teeny tiny drabble of this love u wifey

“First person to make the other laugh wins.”

It’s some stupid game that Zuko picked up from his friends, trying to make long rides on Appa more enjoyable, and he’s brought the idea back home to Mai. They’re alone in Zuko’s quarters, something that’s technically considered inappropriate, but neither of them could care less.

At his suggestion, Mai quirks a brow. “And what’s the prize?”

Zuko hums in consideration. “Bragging rights,” he replies.

“Anything off limits?”

“Nope.”

Mai gives a short nod. “Alright. Sounds fun.”

Zuko’s about to reply, one of Uncle Iroh’s hilarious jokes ready on the tip of his tongue, but it comes out as a gasp instead. Mai pushes him back against the bed, taking him off guard and giving him no chance to fight back.

“Hey, what are you—?” The question is cut off with a squeak before Zuko clamps his mouth shut in determination. He steels his face in a glare.

“You said there were no rules,” Mai replies simply. “I assumed tickling was on the table.”

Obviously, Mai won, as giggles came spilling out after just another moment of wiggling fingers.

#maiko #sageinacage #atla #avatar the last airbender #atla drabble #raspberry drabbles

[anomalousy]

2021 Fic Year in Review

Thank you for tagging me, @5ambreakdown

Total number of completed works this year: Only 1! Ahem. But I am in the middle of a *long* WIP, so…let’s say 1.5, okay?

Total word count: 48,671 (which sounds like nothing, but feels like a lot).

Fandoms I’ve written in this year: Schitt's Creek (& a teeny-tiny bit of glee/kurtofsky)

Did you write more/less fic than you thought you would this year, or about what you expected? More than I thought I would, but much less than I would’ve liked to. At the start of the year, I had no idea I would even be writing fanfic again; other than dabbling in some Hannibal fic in 2019, I hadn’t written/posted anything since 2013. I still feel pretty rusty and would like to be writing a lot more than I am.

What’s your favorite story you wrote this year? There isn't a lot to choose from, but...(Just Like) Starting Over. Or, at least it will be when it's finished!

Did you take any writing risks this year? Yes - by deciding that my first fic in a new fandom would be a long, angsty WIP. (Oops!)

Most popular story you wrote this year? (Just Like) Starting Over. Despite updating very infrequently and being unfinished, the reaction to this fic has blown me away.

Most fun fic to write: Cheddar Than All The Rest. Cheese puns! Accidental declarations of love! All in 681 words. A joy to write.

Biggest disappointment: I’m disappointed in myself for not being able to write/update (JL)SO as quickly/often as I’d like to.

Biggest surprise: Just that so many people have taken a chance on a WIP by an unfamiliar writer and have been so patient and supportive in the face of my very, very slow and infrequent updates.

Do You Have any fanfic/podfic goals for the new year? To finish (Just Like) Starting Over (and do so by posting more frequent/regular updates); to make my final contribution to Counters (my previously abandoned Kurtofsky fic that is now being finished by SamaraKurtofsky and elle_delajoie); to possibly turn Cheddar Than All The Rest into a silly series of cheese-related drabbles/vignettes (because, why not?) and I’d love to write something for the next Schitt’s Creek Fic Fest, whatever/whenever it is, but…we’ll see.

tagging @wordthieve @patrckbrewer @maryp50 @erin-giles & anyone else who’d like to answer ❤️

#fic year in review #tag game

[ihatebnha]

Aaaaaah I can't help with the Dabi issue. I haven't gotten to him in anime or Manga yet, and I don't care much for fics where the boys are cold to reader, even if it's in character. So my version of Dabi is probably very drastic from the real Dabi lol. But I can see him being soft/paying attention to his s/o. Ya know, love can change people in mysterious ways.

AHHH, i haven’t time to read the manga yet, so all my knowledge of him comes from the anime, which isn’t much more than you, either... but that being said, I TOTALLY AGREE WITH U.... honestly..... if ur not gonna be nice to me, don’t even talk to me... I don’t read fanfiction to be hated on LMAOOOO and frankly I’m reading to have fun... 

It’s weird though because honestly, my idea wasn’t exactly soft dabs so much as it was exploring dabi just... interacting with someone he sorta (?) liked... he’s another hard character to write for since romance is NOT that realistic for his character... but thats why FF is so great😩

either way, this is what i wrote thinking abt it all... enjoy literally the most out of character dabi drabble ever to be written in the history of dabi fics.... (and thanks for answering my question ily)

-

Your relationship is a little unconventional. 

He wouldn’t really say that you’re together, but he also wouldn’t really say that you’re not. 

He knows that you don’t really care. He likes that about you, in fact, likes the way that you seem to understand where he stands in regards to you… and that you don’t bother him with trivial matters such as feelings, or labels. 

Just like him, dating is the last thing on your mind. 

But that doesn’t mean being bossy is. 

“Dabi,” you whine, and he can tell from the tone of your voice that you want something, two seats down from him at the counter of the bar. 

He tilts his head toward you, face neutral as always, though you don’t seem to care about his very apparent indifference, too busy pouting at the pile of takeout before you. 

“I don’t like this,” you declare, eyebrows knitting together as you push around the grub with your fork. 

His eyes move to the food in front of you, the little plastic container full of greens and other leafy looking things he can’t identify. He frowns at the sight, watching as your eyes move back and forth between your plate and his face annoyingly, your lips still pursed in a grimace.

“And?” he asks, shifting in his seat, tongue resting heavy in his mouth as he prepares for your worst. 

You all but turn up your nose and squawk, pushing the dish away from you in his direction as you throw down your plastic fork.

“Finish it for me."

Even though he knows that he could say no, should say no, at least to kill your attitude, he doesn’t hesitate to take the little bowl from you and snatch your teeny-tiny soda cup filled with orange smoothie froth. 

Eyeing the mess carefully, he glares at you one last time before grabbing your fork and getting to work.

-

“Dabi,” you sing, your voice raised against the hum of the TV, and again, he knows you want something. 

He shifts towards you at the words, watching you laze from your place at the bar, eyes glued to the little screen that rests across from you on the counter. 

Though he doesn’t answer, you still respond to his silence. 

“Can you hand me the TV remote?” 

Kurogiri, who is busy sorting unknown alcoholic potions at another corner of the bar, pauses, most definitely staring, and Dabi shifts uncomfortably before meeting your own waiting eyes as you have turned to face him.

Despite the loud silence that festers during the moments after you close your mouth, and the fact that Dabi kind of wants to set the TV on fire, he slinks from his seat slowly to grab the remote and plop it in your hands. 

He turns to go, but before he’s able to make it far, you’re grabbing his wrist with tight fingers. 

He pauses, aware of the unnamed tension that’s brewing, before turning to face you, still seated on the red leather of a barstool, your lips having curled into a smile as you pull on his arm. 

“C’mere,” you coo, and before he can consider anything else, he’s leaning down, your fingers turning his warm cheek to meet your soft lips as you close your eyes, moving to rub your thumb over the staples on his scarred face once he reaches you.

“Thanks, sweetie,” you say when you pull back, smiling shyly, knowingly, your eyes teasing as you wave him away.  

He nods, stiffly, staying silent, before turning to walk away and leave the room lest you try to ask him for something else and he really does set something on fire.  

Kurogiri says nothing as he leaves. 

Neither do you. 

-

You have left him alone for once. 

The room is quiet, your eyes glued to a packet of pages with tiny text he can’t really decipher, nor does he really care to. Still, the silence is deafening, unusual without Toga, Twice, even Shigaraki or you to fill it with some kind of laughter or fight. 

He twitches in the silence, uncomfortable due to a feeling he can’t seem to place, and he watches as you ignore him. 

“Stupid,” he mutters, to which you hum in acknowledgement, reaching out a hand for him to take without even looking up. 

Though it’s not what he’s looking for, and it answers no questions, he holds your palm in his. 

#dabi x reader #dabi #bnha #bnha x reader #dabi imagine #dabi drabble #this is so wack sorry #i wrote super long response to the ask too but deleted it bc it was a lot #but yea.... #also did u guys see that one tik tok that was like #do u really think anyone from the lov would choose u? #UH YEA??? #its fiction queen shush #also this disappeared in tags so I’m sad but it’s whatever #Anonymous #anon #ask #caitie post #drabble

[mangolover]

Hi! Your writing about Bennett was awesome!!! And I was wondering maybe I could request Bennett x reader headcanons (maybe modern AU) comforting reader who is stressed about school/upcoming tests? Gender neutral. If it's too complicated then I'm so sorry! You absolutely can decide to not do this request! But please let me know if you decide so I will know if I should expect it!

Hey!

I’m really glad you liked it! I honestly adore Bennett so I’ll write for him whenever I get the chance, hehe. And I lowkey didn’t know how much I need this until I wrote it and read it.🥰

I really like this idea and I hope you’ll like this headcanons. Also I’m sorry if you only wanted hcs, but I just can’t manage to write them without having a little drabbles/scenarios in between.😅

But without further ado, here is Benny comforting us! (I think he may be my comfort character at this point👀)

Bennett comforting his s/o that’s stressed about upcoming exams

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Warnings: mentions of dehydration, (lowkey) starvation, exhaustion, slight mentions of blood and injury

Spoilers: none I believe

Modern AU

Please drink some water, get some rest and eat something. It will all be okay.

Also this is based on the school sytem in my country in Europe. I’m not as lucky as some of you that don’t have much subjects. I have 18 subjects lol. :’D

Bennett

You had to cancel yet another one of your dates because you had to study for the upcoming oral exam that was next week. You had to learn all the materials you learned this year so far and refresh your memory of the last year’s.

But that was only one subject, you had 12 other classes that had upcoming exams and all of that got you on the edge. You would study 24/7, sometimes even forgetting to eat until you had a feeling like your stomach acid was eating away the stomach itself. And not to mention low-key dehydration, exhaustion and stress leaving you with severe headaches.

You felt really bad because you just didn’t feel like you know everything that you needed to know to get a good grade. This year was important to you since the next year is your last year and if you wanted to get in good college, you needed to ace those two years.

And so, your overthinking and stressing has once again left you no choice but to pull an all-nighter and take a raincheck on your movie date.

You pulled out your phone and opened the texting app, sending Benny a text.

‘Hey Benny, I’m sorry but I’ll have to take a raincheck on our movie date tonight. I don’t think I’m ready for the upcoming oral exam and I’ll probably just stress during the whole movie so I’ll study the whole night and we can have this date soon then.’

You felt guilty as you hit sent and waited for Benny’s reply. Soon he was online and he opened your text. You saw him start typing and your mind went into overthinking mode once again. What if he gets upset? Maybe I could study during the movie so I can spend some time with him!

‘Hey y/n.’

‘Don’t worry it’s fine! I know how important this is to you, don’t worry about it okay? Just please don’t overwork yourself and don’t stress so much, I believe you will do amazing! 👍’

How can he be so fricking adorable?

In reality, Bennett was really worried about you. He put away his text book and stared at your message. You canceled so many dates lately and when you did see him, you looked so tired, your eyebags visible from a mile away. You probably didn’t sleep enough. Not to mention hydrate.

He really considered going to your house to comfort you, but as he got up from bed to start getting ready and making his way to you, he fell on the floor and had a breakthrough. Eureka!

He instead decided to go visit you tomorrow and bring you your favorite food and some fruit flavored water. And then, he will bring some rom-com movie you two can enjoy and cuddle you to sleep. And as a cherry on top, he decided to bake you your favorite dessert!

If only our Bennett wasn’t so unlucky and clumsy.

Not only did he mess up the dessert, letting it stay in the oven for a tad bit too long, he grabbed the wrong movie, instead picking up a copy of the cartoon Ice Age. And he fell and scratched his knee on his way to your home. So, when he finally got to you, he only teeny-tiny bit looked like a mess.

But fear not because he will comfort you even if that’s the last thing he do!

After you recovered from the first shock of seeing him show up with some delicious, hot and fresh food (that has not been affected by any elements) you took care of his little bloody scratch.

After that you two ate the food, even eating some of the dessert that has not been burnt, at least you didn’t eat the burnt ones, Bennett probably ate them and gave you only the best ones. He made sure you drink plenty of water and went to pharmacy to buy you some painkillers for your aching head.

And then, finally, movie time.

“Uh… y/n, I-I made a mistake. I accidentally grabbed the copy of Ice Age… I’m sorry.”

“Are you kidding me? That’s exactly what I need right now, I love that movie!”

You two got comfortable in your bed, you laid your head on Bennett’s chest, hugging his torso. One of his hands was around your waist, keeping you close and the other was rubbing your arm in soothing motion. Your legs were intertwined and Benny made sure you were extra comfortable.

The movie started and about half way in he could feel your even breathing and hear little snores coming from your slightly opened mouth. That’s what he wanted. He wanted you to get some sleep so he decided to carefully turn off the TV so you two could get some rest. But in his clumsy attempt to not wake you up that’s exactly what he did.

“Uhm, what’s wrong?” your voice was hoarse and with thick layer of sleep.

“I’m sorry,” he gave you his dazzling smile, “nothing’s wrong. Let’s rest for a bit.”

You hummed in approval and snuggled closer into his chest, letting his rapid heartbeat lull you to sleep as he watched you with flushed cheeks.

Man, he’s really happy he managed to help you relax for a bit, he loves you and he can’t bear the thought of you stressing so much to the point of risking getting sick.

He kept you close and warm while you slept. His affection giving you the much-needed comfort.

When you wake up be sure he will make sure you have a proper meal and drink a lot of water. Then he will study with you, making you laugh a bit by being his goofy, positive self. And then he’ll try asking you questions about the stuff you’re learning to prove to you that you do know enough for a good grade.

Expect a lot of compliments like “You’re so smart y/n!” and “Good job, y/n! I knew you could learn this!” and a lot of words of encouragement.

And for every correct answer you get a hug, kiss on the cheek and a smile or laugh from Bennett, to help you motivate.

If you actually get the answer wrong, don’t worry! Benny’s here to make you laugh! He would say stuff like “Don’t worry y/n, I’m sure you’ll get the next one! You’ll still ace this exam, I believe in you!” AND his adorable smile. If you however still feel down, you’ll get a tight embrace and a peck on the tip of your nose.

And don’t be afraid to ask him to do this “study dates” more often because he loves seeing you being happy and relaxed while also helping you, and he’s also having a lot of fun giving you your rewards.

Also is it obvious I prefer cartoons over rom-coms?

#i love benny and i will keep maining him #genshin impact #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact bennett #genshin imapct x reader #genshin bennett x reader #modern au #genshin impact headcanons #genshin bennett hcs #genshin bennett #comfort hcs #🥭

[soysauceharry]

Would you ever write a teeny tiny little pdh Father’s Day blurb maybe perhaps mayhaps? pls

:)

this is a canon drabble.

Harry’s consciousness flits on the edges of awareness, barely registering the soft, discordant sound of footsteps on the hardwood floor. His body is still heavy with sleep; it weighs him down, threatening to pull him back under, but the creak of the door alerts him to a new presence in the room.

“Is he awake?”

“No, he’s sleeping!”

Harry’s glad he’s not facing the door; his grin would be too hard to conceal.

“Shh, loves, we have to be quiet.”

“Sorry, mummy.”

More footsteps. They’re approaching the bed now, and Harry thinks he can hear the clinking of dishes. He decides to have fun with the moment, now that he knows what’s coming. Breathing in a deep, exaggerated sigh, he flops around onto his stomach, still facing away from the door.

The footsteps stop. Harry listens intently, waiting for a response.

“Mummy, is he sleeping?”

“I don’t know, baby. We have to be gentle, okay?”

“Okay.”

The footsteps come around to the other side of the bed. Harry can feel the heat of two sets of eyes on his face, so after a few seconds of what he knows is timid staring, he cracks one eye open.

His son gasps. “Daddy!”

“What’s all this, then?” Harry rasps, trying to keep his smile at bay. “M’trying to sleep, it’s Sunday.”

“Daddy, we made you something.” His daughter, eyes wide behind her little glasses, glances up at something behind him. Harry figures it’s probably his wife, but he decides not to shatter the illusion just yet. “You have to get up now!”

“Made me something? S’not my birthday,” he jokes, turning on his side and reaching for his babies. 

His son goes easily, climbing onto the mattress. But Harry doesn’t anticipate his momentum, so when his son barrels into his chest and sends him onto his back, he lets out a quiet oomph. It’s an invitation for his daughter to follow, much larger at five years old than his little two year old boy, and she scurries just behind and plants herself on his stomach, knocking his breath out even more.

“Daddy, it’s Father’s day!”

“Made brekkie!”

“Oh, I forgot!” he exclaims, laughing once his children latch onto him with their little hands. He tries to sit up, wrapping his arms around their wriggling bodies so he can pull them into his lap properly. “Father’s day, hm? You made me some food? Thank you, babies.”

“Mummy had to help,” his daughter says almost regretfully. “But we made pancakes! But Mummy cut the fruit. And coffee! I tasted it. It was yucky.”

Harry has to chuckle at her attitude, knowing fully well his perfectionist of a daughter probably waited until the last possible minute to ask her mother for help. With her green eyes and dimpled smile, he sees so much of himself in her. But his son is a carbon copy of his wife, only sharing Harry’s curly hair. 

He looks over at his wife now, seeing her leaning against the wall by the bed. She has a soft smile on her face, eyes still gleaming with tiredness from the early morning. It couldn’t have been past eight, so she must have anticipated the kids wanting to do something for him. 

I love you, he mouths at her. Her smile widens, and she blows him a kiss.

“Daddy, we eat?” his son asks, drawing Harry’s attention back to his lapful of kids.

“You hungry? Let’s eat all this yummy food, hm?” He plants a kiss on his son’s forehead, and then his daughter’s. His wife pushes herself off the wall, grabbing the tray of food, complete with a little flower in an old bottle, and sits on the edge of the bed. “This looks so good,” Harry comments, squeezing his kids tighter. “Thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome, Daddy,” comes the chorus of replies. 

“What else do we say?” his wife asks, settling beside Harry with the tray on the mattress in front of them. “Like we practiced?”

His daughter straightens up, prepared to recite something from memory. His son, more entertained by the bowl of blueberries, looks up. “Happy Father’s Day,” they say in partial unison. “We love you so much, Daddy!”

Something catches in Harry’s throat, clogging it with an emotion he’s felt all too often since becoming a father. Heat presses behind his eyes, though his smile grows so big it’s threatening to break his cheeks from its force. “I love you both very much,” he says, accepting the double hug once more. “Thank you for this.”

When his kids untangle themselves and settle on the mattress to start picking at the plate of pancakes, Harry turns to his wife, who’s been quietly watching the entire masterpiece unfold. “Thank you,” he tells his wife now, beckoning her closer with an outstretched arm. “You didn’t have to do all this.”

He greets her lips with a peck, and she reaches up to stroke her thumb along his jaw. “Don’t thank me,” she says, laughing. “You’re the best father for our babies. You deserve it.”

His children are comparing cards with sticky, fruity fingers on their warm bed, in their family’s home. He has his wife next to him, watching his life’s greatest joys play with each other. It’s a moment straight out of a dream, something he’d never thought he’d get to call his life.

“You’ve given me everything,” he murmurs, pulling his little family closer. 

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