PRETTY BOY!

gn!reader with megumi, choso and yuuji where they fall asleep on the reader?? <33

⋆｡°✩ WHEREVER YOU'RE GOIN', I'M GOIN' THE SAME

fushiguro megumi, itadori yuuji, and kamo choso falling asleep on you

notes: gn reader (no pronouns used), thank you so much for requesting !! i hope you like it :)), header from pinterest, title from frank ocean - moon river

the train is quiet, the silence only broken by the slow hum of the motor running. FUSHIGRUO MEGUMI sighs as he leans back against the seat cushions. exhaustion settles deep into his bones. his head aches as he closes his eyes, letting himself relax a little in the safety of the bullet train’s cabin.

you startle when you feel a weight leaning against your body. megumi flinches when his head lolls onto your shoulder. he flinches, jumping awake with a sharp gasp and wide eyes. “i’m sorry,” he mumbles, glancing at the ground. he slinks a little into his seat in a poor attempt to hide his flushed cheeks behind the edge of his jacket.

“it’s okay,” you chuckle, brushing your bloody knuckles against his bruised cheek. “sleep. i’ll wake you up when we get back.”

pursing his lips, megumi glances out of the window. amongst the slow-moving landscape outside, he catches a small glimpse of a nearby sign. saitama - at least another forty minutes away. when he glances at you once again, you’re softly smiling. the sunlight illuminates your features beautifully. golden rays highlight the rise of your cheekbones and the way your hair frames your face. when you look at him like that, how could he ever say no?

“okay,” megumi relents with a soft nod, hesitantly leaning his head against your body once again. “thank you.”

ITADORI YUUJI is less than quiet as he clumsily stumbles into your dorm room. he’s welcomed with the soft glow from the sunset and the quiet echo of megumi’s door closing from across the hall. “yuuji,” you smile. he simply hums in return, settling himself into your lap so his head rests against your thighs. “long day?”

“the longest,” he sighs. “i thought it was never gonna end.”

yuuji’s tired gaze meets your own as you reach down, gently beginning to card your fingers through his hair. your hands carefully untangle any stray knots as you brush the strands away from his face. “wanna watch human earthworm four?”

he smiles brightly. “i’d like that.” yuuji sighs as you continue to twist short strands of pink locks between your fingers; his body relaxes at the feeling of your nails gently scratching against his scalp. 

the movie’s action is forgotten in favour of studying yuuji’s features - the small scars beneath his eyes; the downward slope of his nose; the steady rise and fall of his chest every time he breathes. “love you,” he whispers, though the words slur together as they leave his lips. “love you so much.”

you smile. your ministrations don’t cease, even when you lean down to press a soft kiss against his temple. his eyes flutter shut as his breathing evens out, signaling the beginning of a nap. “i love you too, yuuji.”

it wasn’t often that KAMO CHOSO felt like this - loved; respected; safe. your shared bedroom is illuminated only by moonlight shining through your window, painting the world silver. in the quiet of the night, he can hear the rhythmic noise of crickets chirping and the occasional wind blowing through the empty city streets. 

“choso,” you whisper. your voice is quiet in the night; it nearly startles him to hear you whisper after such a long period of silence. furrowing your eyebrows, you shuffle a little closer to his body. the blankets rustle as you reach up, carefully resting your hand against his chest, just over where his heart should be. he can feel the tension in his body slowly disappearing against your touch, making a soft sigh escape his lips. “why are you still up?”

“i can’t sleep,” he mumbles. and it’s true. curses don’t need sleep the way humans do, but the routine makes some part of him feel more normal. 

choso can almost visualize the way your lips quirk into a soft frown. your movements cease for a moment before you’re tugging him closer until his head rests against your chest. he can hear your heart beating steadily against your ribcage, soothing the worst of his anxieties. 

“i love you, choso,” you whisper. 

he closes his eyes, finally finding solace in the safety of your arms. “i love you too, y/n.”

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PRETTY BOY!

plot: niki swears he met the girl of his dreams at the convenience store late one night- however, his discovery proves to be misguided. the "girl" he likes is actually just a really pretty boy, and he's the main vocalist of the new and wildly popular boy group of four, X_CAPE.

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chapter one: you had one job

yn was in a frenzy trying to find something to cover his face when he took notice of someone's gaze on him.

he'd been too preoccupied with responding to a text after escaping from the dorm window to remember to put on a face mask, only realizing with a jolt at his destination much later. if by some unfortunate circumstance dispatch managed to spot him, management (and ivory) would be furious.

now, he assumes he looks very much an idiot as he hides in a corner of the convenience store, emptying his tote bag frantically in an attempt to find anything that might better obscure his identity. complaining about his shit luck is a habit at this point, but did he really have to be proven right again? christ on a cracker, it's so difficult to always be correct.

and to make things even worse, a guy just walked into the aisle while yn was dropping random shit- oh fuck, he's staring.

i'm so screwed.

yn rushes to regain his composure, gathering his belongings hurriedly and feeling brave enough to steal a glimpse at the other teen from his crouched position. (embarrassing, but how could he resist checking him out?) the boy's ogling him with wide eyes, soft hair curling out slightly from beneath his hood. he's tall and slim, and due to the mask he's wearing yn can't gauge his expression, but if he had to guess? he'd definitely say the dude's mouth is hanging open.

well, jesus. do i look that odd?

...wait, he's cute.

not allowing his thoughts to wander for too long, yn glances back down at the ground (still half-kneeling, mind you). either the cute boy had already recognized him, or was just intensely weirded out... so, two main options for the scenario at hand. one: risk it even more, ask for a spare mask and hope for the best, or two: don't, and hope for the best.

psh, yolo.

yn bounds to his feet in an instant, boldly striding up to the bewildered boy and silently praying he made the right choice. "hey, um. do you have another mask i could use?" jesus, this man is a fucking skyscraper.

he blinks once. twice. thrice? yn shifts, rubbing the back of his neck. "it's fine if you don't-"

"no, i think i uh- i- i might have, um..." he trails off quietly, patting down his pockets and leaving yn reeling inwardly. HIS VOICE BRO?!:((#!*&!1_! "i actually do." the teen lends the shorter a mask, and yn finds himself unable to contain his relief.

"oh my god, you're a lifesaver- thank you so, so much!" perhaps it's a little dramatic to clasp the stranger's hands in his, yet it barely occurs to the vocalist as he rushes away, leaving the lanky boy standing there flustered.

neither can tell why the other looks somewhat familiar, but for now there are tweets to be tweeted and thoughts to be thunk.

notes: begging u to ignore timestamps numbers and emojis I DONT HAVE AN IPHONE. esp pretend the times in the texts arent there cus its all fucked up. the writing is mediocre but i promise u itll get better... SAME FOR THE TEXTS. i had fun w it but i think i took it too long 😭😭 lmk what yall think... next update sundayy

taglist: @silkentides @nikikids @luveuly @totoroblop @winter-world

pairing: niki x male reader genre: fluff word count: 225

you blink awake, sunlight pouring into your room through the blinds. sighing, you lean over to check the time. 11:43. you sigh, sitting up to stretch and glancing next to you. niki is still asleep, occasionally slightly twitching from his dream. you smile, hand ghosting against his jawline before you lean down to press a kiss against his nose. he stirs slightly but doesn't wake up, relaxing back into the pillows.

you pull the covers off and quietly get out of bed. grabbing a hoodie from the floor, you head to the kitchen to begin making breakfast. as you're preparing the food, two arms wrap around your waist and a familiar vanilla scent fills the room.

"is this my hoodie?" niki's voice is deeper and raspier from sleep.

"i guess so." you murmur, continuing to mix the batter. behind you, niki laughs, leaning to press a kiss to your shoulder.

"what time is it?" he asks. he doesn't move from his spot from behind you.

"almost noon." niki hums, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "waffles?" you nod. "wow, letting me sleep in and making me breakfast? i have the best boyfriend ever~"

you laugh, turning around to face him. "i think you've won that title." niki laughs, leaning down and pulling you into a quick kiss.

"i disagree," he murmurs. "it's definitely you."

— Eudialyte .ᐟ ʚɞ

✿ "Eudialyte has developed the nickname of “The Stone of the heartland” due to its connection to the energies of unconditional love"

Ft. Aventurine, written with male reader in mind but no mention of he/him, so can be read as gender neutral. wc: 1039

Content: teen! reader, reader works with the IPC, platonic relationship w/ aven, inspired by hnk; when phos lost his legs / after losing your legs in an accident and having to replace them with doll-like ones, you feel useless. Fortunately, Aventurine is here to remind you that your thoughts don't describe you. slight angst.

A/n: i was having big brother Aventurine brain rot, dont ask me how the legs work, even i dont know. Aventurine may be ooc

The atmosphere was peaceful in the vast garden that you were situated in, sitting on a stool that Aventurine helped you on. He said that you needed to get some fresh air, since after the attachment of the legs you couldn't move them just yet. That... made you feel like a burden, he had been helping you get everywhere these past few days.

Aventurine said he didn't mind, yet your thoughts were swirling in your head, you couldn't bring yourself to not feel like this. Your vision blurred with tears as you blankly stared down at your new legs, the material ran up to your mid-thigh then stopping and pressing against what was left of your flesh and bone.

Your knee joint was ultimately replaced with a ball joint that resembles one of a ball jointed puppet. Maybe it was the IPC's way of saying "you're just a puppet and we control the strings" — how despicable.

You furrow your brows in distaste and put a hand against the section that meets synthetic with flesh. "These things look kinda weird, huh?" you muttered, tilting your head to get a better perspective of the material that was now a part of you.

You sat there for a bit, but got fed up with being so still. You wanted to walk and run and jump! In a spontaneous motion you grabbed your knee and shook it desperately, "just move already!" you grunted tilting back a bit.

The stool tilted back as well, and with a thump you landed on your back on top of the green grass. a wince left your mouth as you tried to regain your breath.

breathe in...

and out.

You sighed in defeat while turning on your side, watching the blades of grass sway with the wind in a mesmerizing dance. “I’m completely useless…” you muttered in sorrow, tears welling up at the corner of your eyes. Footsteps broke you out of your trance and a familiar shadow covered your figure that was laying down, you looked up at the comforting face of the man that you considered a brother.

“I left for only 5 minutes” he chuckled and picked up the stool that had fallen down “how exactly did you end up on the ground?” Aventurine smiled cheekily as he crouched down to pick you up in a princess carry. He looked down at you in his arms and he noticed your teary eyes, his expression turned into a concerned one quite quickly. 

Aventurine gently sat you down on the stool once more and crouched down on one knee in front of you as he stared into your eyes. “What’s wrong, kiddo?” he softly spoke as he reached up towards your face and flicked away a tear with his thumb, one that was threatening to spill over.

You stared at him with a conflicted expression, you didn’t know how to tell him. As much as you wanted to let out the horrible thoughts in your head you felt as if you would be bothering him with your problems. More tears filled your eyes along with some flowing down your cheeks, you pressed the palms of your hands to your eyes in an attempt to stop your sobbing.

“Oh, (name)...” Aventurine whispered, he stroked your head while softly moving your arm away from your face. “Can you tell me what’s going on?” He asked as he held your hand, encouraging you to spill your thoughts to him. You sniffled, lightly rubbing underneath your nose, “i..” you paused. Your eyes trailed down to your legs that now donned those puppet like joints, your lips slightly quivered as you opened your mouth, hesitantly speaking. “Am I- do I bother you?”

Your hopeful eyes met his understanding ones, Aventurine’s eyes softened as he processed your words. “Of course not” he smiled reassuringly “you could never be of bother to me” his hold on your hand tightened a little. Once more you looked at your lap, your hair covering a significant part of your face, “i can't move my legs, i cant move around by myself…” you trailed off and pausing for a second then raising your head to meet his eyes yet again. “I feel like a burden to you and also useless at the same time, it’s… so frustrating.” you grimaced, slightly cringing at the words that tumbled out of your mouth. You never thought that you would spill everything like that.

Aventurine was shell shocked, although he had his suspicions of you feeling under the weather because of your loss of your legs, he wouldn't have predicted that it would impact you this much. Everytime he would come into your room to give you your dinner or to check on you there would be something off, such as your puffy eyes, tear stains on your pillow etc. 

Of course, how couldn't he have noticed it sooner? Aventurine reached up and cupped your cheeks in his hands, you could feel the warmth of his hands radiating from his palms. “You're not a burden, (name)” He answered, “I would take care of you for as long as it takes,” he said, his eyes determined. “Because I care for you, you have brought happiness to my world when I needed it most.”

“So, don’t cry anymore, kiddo”

Your breath hitched, teary eyes wide and filled with much needed relief. Suddenly you tackled him in a hug, your hands wrapped around him tightly as if he would suddenly disappear and you burried your head in the crook of his neck. Aventurine quickly caught you in his embrace, he chuckled and leaned his head on yours as he rubbed you back in comfort. 

In an instant your stomach grumbled, indicating that it was hungry. Your face heated up at the moment being ruined by your hunger. “wow, someones hungry” Aventurine teased as he leaned away from the hug, he snickered at your flushed face. “Hey! Don't make fun of me!” you exclaimed while lightly punching his arm, “haha, okay okay.” He smiled as he picked you up, “why dont we get you something to eat?”

“Can we have (f/f)?”

“Hmm.. i don’t know..”

“Aven!

“Alright, i'll stop. of course We can your majesty”

© mirrology — please dont repost or steal !

hii I really love your acc and I saw that requests are open so I wanted to ask for an enha royalty au with king!sunghoon and consort!reader spending their morning together (bathing, breakfast, etc). sorry if this was too much lol, you can ignore it if you'd like! have a great day ♡

pairing: king!sunghoon x consort!gn!reader genre: fluff word count: 705

a/n: thank you so much for requesting !! this was kinda hard to write ngl but i loved this idea, i hope you like it :))

sunlight has just started to break through the curtains when you wake up. behind you, you can feel sunghoon’s arm still wrapped around your waist. your back is pressed against his chest. you shift a little, turning to face him. sunghoon has always looked so peaceful when he sleeps. during your quiet mornings together the tension relaxes from his shoulders and the stress of being solely responsible for an entire kingdom of people momentarily disappears, leaving only his small moles and pretty smile visible.

it isn’t bright enough to warrant waking sunghoon yet, so you take your free time to admire your lover. your finger traces along his sharp jawline and up to push his bangs out of his eyes. his unstyled hair feels soft against your fingers as you play with it. sunghoon stirs a little but doesn’t open his eyes, moving to lay closer to you. your hand moves from his hair down to the nape of his neck, tickling the skin. he flinches, laughing as he opens his eyes. he wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you back into his hold. 

“good morning,” he whispers. 

“morning,” you hum, getting out of bed despite sunghoon’s whines. “we need to get ready for the day.” he groans but sits up, following you out of bed and into the bathroom. 

something about bathing with sunghoon has always been so intimate. his fingers are gentle as they brush against your skin, massaging the soap into your hair. you let yourself relax at the feeling of his hands against your skin, relishing in the time you get to have alone with him. 

“you’re so handsome, y/n,” he whispers, washing your back. “so, so handsome. ‘m so glad you’re mine.” 

“it’s too early to be flirting with me like this,” you murmur, grateful that he isn’t able to see your face. 

“it’s never too early to fluster you,” he laughs. “it’s the highlight of my day.” you bite back a smile, turning around and instead focusing on rinsing the soap off of sunghoon’s back. 

you leave him to dry off alone, going back to your shared room to change into your clothes for the day. sunghoon is quick to follow, silently slipping his own coat onto his shoulders. he waits patiently for you to finish dressing yourself, styling your hair and fixing the cuffs of your own blazer. in the reflection of the mirror you use to adjust your hair, eyes focused on the ring that shines on your finger. he unconsciously plays with his own matching one, letting the giddiness of being married to the love of his life stay for the time being. in the morning silence he has nothing else to focus on. no one who needs his immediate attention. for now, he can focus on the way you continuously push a strand of hair out of your face, leaning closer to the mirror and squinting ever so slightly. 

when you notice him looking at you from the corner of your eye you quickly look away. sunghoon chuckles as he walks closer until he is standing behind you. he holds a hand out for you to take, pulling you to your feet. you let him twirl you around the room, hands intertwined as you dance to silent music. his laugh is enough to spur on your own, lost in your own little world. 

sunghoon pulls you close so you’re standing at eye level with his chest. you ignore the feeling of his breath against your cheek as you do the buttons of his blazer. sunghoon’s hands ghost against your hips as you smooth out the black fabric, adjusting the tassels that hang from his shoulders. once you finish, he leans down to pull you into a sweet kiss. “thank you, darling.” 

you reach up to push the fringe out of his eyes. “of course.” 

you’re interrupted by a tentative knock on your bedroom door, accompanied by the shaky voice of a servant. “your majesty, your meeting is set to begin in five minutes.” 

“thank you,” sunghoon silently dismisses her with a curt nod. he presses another fleeting kiss against your forehead, whispering a quick ‘i love you’ before finally leaving for the day. 

PRETTY BOY!

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plot: niki swears he met the girl of his dreams at the convenience store late one night- however, his discovery proves to be misguided. the "girl" he likes is actually just a really pretty boy, and he's the main vocalist of the new and wildly popular boy group of four, X_CAPE.

chapter 7.5: sharting chevys

notes: sorry yall im gna have to give u a half chapter for now 💀💀 the written part is in the drafts rn, ill post it tmr as the second half. (im so lazy, i deeply apologize for how long it takes for me to update 😭) and the random pov changes must be confusing too, this is rikis pov if u couldnt tell 💀 lmk if the tags work this time !! its moving a bit fast rn im sorry if its too quick paced btw 💔

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