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Followers Event

hi hi hiii (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) since I have reached 1,000 followers here I have decided to open up a little event, nothing too big or complicated so everything should go (hopefully) a lot smoother and faster! Once again thank you all for this huge milestone I still can’t believe it.. Like always, minors don’t interact! My blog contains dark content, interact at your own risk! 

Edit of 02/12: This event is officially closed! Future requests sended about this event will be deleted.

What I will do are drabbles, for all the fandoms that I write for, requested in ask form. Here are all the links and rules about it:

✥ Here is the prompt list, please make sure to not ask more than two numbers per ask and not more than 3 characters, of whatever fandoms

✥ The ask should be something like this: Number(s) + Character(s) (Fandom) + who says the phrase (in case you want sub character or reader lol)

✥ This is the list of fandoms that I write for, please make sure to check it before sending an ask!

✥ Available slots 20/20

And if you really, really wish so you can tip me on my ko-fi (that I will later put in my bio), but only if you reeeaaally wish to and have the possibility to do so. Don’t force yourself, I am happy for whatever kind of support you may give me, take care of yourself first!

kaedehara kazuha ✩ a new painting in pale scarlet

“𝙜𝙤 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬…” 𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙨

explicit warning: don't read on if you're under 18 or uncomfortable with anything nsfw/smut related

have fun with these ;) | tag me if you use any | if yall want more prompts like this, jus drop an ask

“I’ve never done this before.”

“I’ll go slow.”

“Will it hurt?”

“Do you trust me?”

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Tell me what to do.”

“I’ll talk you through it, okay?”

“This is my first time…”

“I promise I won’t hurt you.”

“Be gentle, please…”

“Am I going too fast?”

“Can you show me how?”

“Does this feel good?”

“Should I slow down?”

“I wanted you to be my first…”

“I want to make this perfect for you.”

“Tell me what feels good.”

“Show me how you like it.”

“We can stop whenever you like.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“You’re doing so well…”

“We can keep going, if you want.”

“Relax, I’ve got you.”

“No need to rush—we have all night.”

“Let me help you.”

“There’s no reason to be nervous.”

“Is this okay?”

“Do that again…”

“I don’t know what I’m doing.”

“Let’s find out what you like together, alright?”

time loop wrapped

failed to save a loved one 8402 times

punched your boss in the nuts 13 times

arrested 329 times

died by falling down a manhole twice

binged 178 tv shows

you spent 328500 minutes in the loop. that’s over 7 months nonstop!

top 10% of time loopers worldwide

No brain, only xingyun

look at me.

𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧 ✶ you want his friend’s number ⎯⎯ enhypen x fem!rea ◜ᯅ◝ fluff pre relationship

姫 this is so silly but take this as i work on scenarios !

taglist open + net— @sgz-net | quotidian.

your anniversary with long distance boyfriend jongho

seonghwa • hongjoong • yunho • yeosang • san • mingi • wooyoung • jongho

request: Can you maybe do a fem reader with all Ateez members (seperate^^) being in a long distance relationship and either the reader or the members are surprising the other for their anniversary?

genre: smau/texts, fluff, humour/crack

tags/warnings: a lot of nonsense (again), use of pet names

It Feels a Little Real Now

Dabi x Fem!Reader part 6

Warnings: Mention on Pregnancy, minor mention of childhood trauma (nothing specific)

Summary: As you both come to terms with the situation at hand, Dabi shares a little bit of himself with you. While somethings just make everything a little more real for him.

WC: 1.6K

Series Masterlist 🌙 Part 5

“You know you could help me, right?” Dabi asks from his spot on the floor.

“Nah, I like watching you struggle. Plus, you so don’t want me to help.” You giggle.

“You’re right - I really don’t want you to help but I really just wanna light this piece of shit up.”

“Please refrain from destroying my baby’s crib.”

He tosses the screw driver off to the side and lays back on the floor. “Our baby.”

“Our baby. Sorry, I’m still getting used to the whole you being here thing.”

His head tilts to the side so he can look over at you seated in your little glider. He offers you a small crooked smile as he watches your hand rest on your little bump. Groaning, he sits himself back up and looks over the instructions again. Taking a deep breath, he sets to work attempting to set the crib up and resist the urge to set it on fire. After almost an hour of grumbling and complaining, he finally pushes the finished crib into the spot you point to. Handing you the little mattress, he sits on the floor and watches you put the little elephant covered sheet over it before handing it over so he can drop it in the crib.

“And crib is done. What do you think, doll?” He questions, holding out a hand to help pull you up out of the glider.

“Perfect. Thank you for building it.” You hum and wrap an arm around his waist.

“Course, doll. The little monster’s gonna need a place to sleep.”

“Don’t call our baby a monster.”

“Nah, she’s gonna be my little monster.”

“Again, please don’t call our daughter a monster.”

“It’s that or crotch goblin.” He states with a teasing grin.

“Can’t she have a normal nickname?”

“Nope.”

“Fine, call her whatever you like. I need a snack.” You grumble, getting up and heading to the kitchen leaving him alone in the nursery.

Once you're out of the room, he turns around and looks around the room. Taking a deep breath, he settles in your glider and stares at the little crib that his baby will sleep in in a few months from now. The thought makes his stomach twist with an emotion somewhere between excitement and fear. The never ending thought that he could fuck this all up courses through his veins like fire. Pushing his feelings to the side, he pushes himself out of the chair and heads into the kitchen to find you coating a chocolate bar in peanut butter and marshmallow fluff.

“Cravin’ something sweet?” He snorts.

“Yeah, plus this is just good. Wanna bite?” You offer, holding the candy out to him.

Raising a brow, he takes the candy from you and takes a small bite. Handing it back, he chews thoughtfully for a moment before nodding. “Yeah, it’s good.”

“Very good. I’m gonna eat this then make dinner. Sound good?”

Dabi nods and hops up onto an empty spot on the counter, making sure to leave you enough room to cook. He had to admit, something about your little baby bump made an odd sense of pride swell in his chest. He had already told you so many times you were his, but now it was obvious. Now you were happily having his baby and he was ok with that. He never thought he’d be the person to be happy about a baby, but the thought makes his heart skip a beat.

“So,” you finally break the silence as you chop vegetables. “You’re ok with this? The whole baby thing?”

“It’s not ideal, but, honestly, I’m not upset about it or anything. I just had to work through some shit. You okay with it?”

“Yeah, I am actually. I was really freaked out and scared at first, but, now, I actually kind of like the idea of having a baby and being a mom. So you really wanna stick around and do the dad thing, right?”

“I mean, yeah, I don’t want to be a shit dad who ditches his kid. I know what it’s like to have a dad that doesn’t care. I’m not doing that to my kid. I know I’m probably not going to be the best dad in the world but I’m gonna try.”

“That’s all I could ask for honestly, especially since I figured I was gonna be doing this alone.”

“Not gonna let you do it all alone, I promise. I care about you and the little monster growing inside of you.”

You can’t help the small smile that takes over your face as you slide all of the chopped vegetables into a pan and add some spices. “Good, I’m really happy you want to be a part of this.”

“Course I wanna be a part of it. You’re having my baby. Just because I’m an emotionally stunted asshole, doesn’t mean I can’t care about you and my kid.”

You offer him a soft smile before turning your attention back to your vegetable stir fry. Humming quietly, you add the finishing touches to the pan and grab two bowls to serve everything. Giving Dabi a small smile, you offer him his bowl before making your way to the couch. Taking the bowl from you, he grabs drinks from the fridge and follows you over, collapsing next to you. Setting the drinks on the table, he watches you take a bite of your food and moan at the taste.

“You enjoying the food, doll?” He snorts as you stuff another bite into your mouth.

“Mhmm, I’m starving and this is really good.”

He watches you carefully before digging into his own food with a happy groan at the taste. “Alright, it is really fucking good so I can’t even blame you.”

“Thank you - I’m a fantastic cook.”

“You’re ok.”

“I’m better than you.”

“Yeah, because the only time I’ve ever really cooked is when you’ve bitched at me until I stayed and helped.”

“Well, maybe you should learn to cook since you’re gonna be a dad soon.”

“Guess I could learn to cook a few actual things.”

You smile brightly at him and focus on eating your dinner in silence. The two of you fall into a perfect, comfortable silence while you clean up after dinner. To your surprise, Dabi appears behind you and takes the dried dishes and puts them away. Finally, the mess around you is cleared away and you find yourself curled against him on your bed.

“Hey, can I ask you something?” You question finally breaking the silence.

“Course, doll.”

“Anytime you say something about your family or father, it’s always just how shitty it was. What happened?”

Dabi stiffens next to you but takes a deep breath and slowly relaxes as you trace little shapes on his chest. “You really wanna know about my shitty childhood?”

“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t. I know you don’t like to talk about the past and stuff, so you don’t have to tell me everything, but I’d like to know a little bit more about everything.”

“Fine, to make a long, shitty story short, my dad wanted a kid that could be a hero, something more amazing than he ever could be. He wanted me to be that but I wasn’t and, when he figured that out, he acted like I hardly existed. I no longer mattered in his world. So what do you do when you’re built up to be something amazing, then told you can’t be that? You crash and burn and that’s what I did. So, to end our super fun story, I am legally a dead man.”

You sit up and look down at him, attempting to take in everything he just said. “Touya, what do you mean by you’re legally dead?”

“I mean just that. I technically don’t exist in this world anymore. I disappeared when I was younger and that’s it.”

“Touya, I’m sorry. That’s horrible.”

“It is what it is.”

“But it's horrible and I always knew your story wasn’t going to actually be sunshine and rainbows but you’re legally dead? Your family has no idea you’re alive?”

“Nope. And, so far, I like it that way.” He looks up at you and sighs. “It’s fine, doll. I’ve got a whole thing planned out.”

“What kind of thing?”

“Don’t worry about it.”

“I don’t like the sound of that.”

“Eh, it is what it is. I think it’ll be a lot of fun.” He grins.

You roll your eyes but still give him a slightly unsure look. Sighing, you relax against the headboard and look over him on the bed. Your hand unconsciously rubs over your belly. Sitting up, he leans against the headboard next to you and pulls you into a soft kiss. One of his hands joins yours on your belly. He sighs into the kiss and heats up his hand while cupping your cheek with the other one. Just as he moves to deepen the kiss, the baby shifts and kicks against the warmth of his hand causing him to pull away and freeze against you.

You immediately grin up at him. “Did you feel that?”

“Yeah? What the hell was that?”

“What do you mean what the hell was that? That was your baby, stupid.”

“That was the baby?”

“Yeah. That was her kicking.” You laugh as she kicks against his hand again. “She can feel your warmth.”

“She’s kicking? That’s her?” He asks, voice filled with wonder.

“Yeah, that’s her. That’s our baby.”

He swallows and moves his hand over your bump, feeling the baby move and kick more. “She’s real. She’s a real little thing inside of you.”

“Yeah, she is. Our baby is a real little thing.”

ONE NOTE

SYNOPSIS > When you turned 18, you heard your best friend’s favourite song. Turns out, it was just one of the various signs to finding your soulmate. However, you couldn’t bring this up to jake. Not when he was in a happy relationship with your other best friend! Would you choose heartbreak or sacrifice your happiness for the sake of keeping the friendship?

NINE – she's been a nastay gurl

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a/n: a glow up before college starts? yeah, let's show jake what he's missing out on🤭

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