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18 years old:) angelichiaro on twt

[nyxonlive]

STOOD UP! — LADS MEN VER 2!

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ — staring across you was an empty seat, no boyfriend, no text, none at all. as you glance at your clock you realize it's been an hour and you've been stood up.

⋆˚꩜｡ cast — sylus, caleb, valko 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯 xavier, rafayel, zayne ver here!

🔖 tags — lads x non mc reader! hurt/no comfort

✮ ⋆ ˚｡𓅨 ⋆｡°✩ SYLUS

"Miss we swear we don't know where boss is!" Luke choked out. You look to the side and Kieran is nodding. These two don't know that you can tell when they're lying, you've spent 4 years with them for God's sake. Today was finally the day you and Sylus had a free day, with mountains of work and investigating what's happening in the N109 Zone today was the day you can finally go out and breathe fresh air rather than smoke, guess it wouldn't be happening anytime soon as you waited like a fool in the facny restaurant you didn't even want to go to. Waiting was one thing, him not telling you and leaving you there for hours on end was something different entirely. "I'm coming for you both if I find out you both are lying—" "He and Miss Hunter went to Elysium!" Luke finally admits as he fell trap on your glare. You heard Kieran snicker muttering "Boss is so dead" You left quickly with Mephisto's protest. As you park your motorcycle, going in—Aislinn smiled mischievously "You just missed them." "What?" "We both know what you're here for—or better yet who you're here for." Aislinn chuckled looking at you. "Sorry though, no special menu's this time. Looks like it's reserved for someone else now." "What do you mean—"

"You're smart. You can figure it out, they went south maybe you'll catch up to them." Wasting no time you immediately went to the direction she gave you and there's where you saw them. Sylus was holding Miss Hunter near him as he patched up her wounds. He quickly glanced over you but continued patching her up. If he wasn't going to acknowledge you then you'll make him. As you step over them—You stopped when he used his evol, his eyes giving you a sign.

To remember your place. You and him was in the same situation, even in the same pose. You felt yourself immedietly freeze when he touched her chin, you couldn't take it anymore as you used your evol to erase his hold on you. Giving him a cold stare, you put your helmet on and started your engine. You didn't look back this time.

｡‧˚ʚ🍎ɞ˚‧｡⋆ CALEB

Caleb was running four hours late on your anniversary date. This was not him at all, with his all colonel duties tucked away; he's still organized and precise. So where the hell is he? Running on thin patience, you got out of the restaurant and immediately book the next train to skyhaven. His colleagues knew who you were—at first they mistook your for his childhood friend but you didn't pay it any mind, she was sweet and extremely important to him. "Please I just need to see him for a few minutes and—you can even time me." You said desperately to the poor lady in the lobby. "Miss, as I said for the tenth time you need to have an appointment before you meet with the colonel" You were getting frustrated—How difficult is it to see your boyfriend? You almost threw your hand up in the air when you overheard a conversation. "Colonel Xia and the girl in his office are awfully close. Isn't he taken?" "I could've sworn he is, In fact I've met his girlfriend awhile ago when she visited…they probably broke up?" Fuck it. As the pang on your stomach kept growing, so did your adrenaline—so you did what the most unnormal thing to do. You booked it for the stairs. "Miss? Miss! Somebody call security!" For a paramilitary organization, going through their doors was scarily easily but finding out how easy it is to rob Farspace Fleet wasn't your goal so with your knees close to giving up and your heels almost separating, you pushed his office door open. You didn't even know what to expect—but it was certainly not this. Caleb was seated closely to another woman—MC it seems and he was obviously hiding something from her looking at his closed fist and both of their smiles so wide it can battle the plushie you won from a stupid arcade earlier this week. The two was caught off-guard with the door opening and you see how Caleb met your eyes and immediately paled. "Y/N—" You couldn't be in the closed minimal space anymore as you stepped out, footsteps shuffling behind you. You cursed with the lack of access card in your hands when you realized you have to take the stairs again. "Baby wait! Y/N please!" Ignoring him you started going faster with each step you took as you almost slipped. You cursed and took off your heels which proved to be a fatal error because of his evol you found him standing right next to you. "Baby, You didn't tell me you were coming—did something happen?" "Did something happen? Do you even know what day is it?" Caleb eyebrows furrowed as he checked his phone, you figured he saw the date and the calendar reminder you put a week ago. "Fuck—Baby I'm sorry I've got the dates wrong..I'll make it up to you—" "Caleb" He flinched by the lack of endearment. "I waited and looked stupid in that restaurant! I was worried! and then when I go here to check on you—you were here with another woman! I know I'm not as important as she is but all I'm asking is one day! We barely even spend time anymore—" "You know how the situation is, I can't risk her safety—" "But you can risk mine?" "Come on, don't even go there." You scoffed finally having enough. "You know what, let's take a break. "Baby please—" You didn't let him finish as you exit the building, you walked to the front and you saw something near your chest. A tiny red laser was pointing to you and then—everything went black.

ⵉ߮ 𐄁᠇𐄁 ߮ᜢ VALKO

Working with metals wasn't easy, you practically can't even see where your callouses ends and where your skin begin. That's why working with your boyfriend was heavensent. With how he can easily manipulate metal, your job requires no effort at all, he practically does it for you even if you protest. But one thing he doesn't know how to manipulate is time. He was running 3 hours late, It was normal for him to run 15 minutes late but never this late. You sighed as you looked at your gift. You were working on this secretly, he always gave you flowers so you decide this was the time to give him his. This was no easy feat—it took you months of trials and errors and even ending up with burns that made you flinch everytime you put pressure on your fingers. Still Valko was worth every effort. You tap on your phone killing time, when a chat from your bestfriend caught your attention. "Hey aren't you on a date with Valko?" "Supposed to be why?" "Well can you explain why he's here with a woman that does not look like you?" Before you can even respond she sent you a picture. It was Valko and a hunter you haven't met—which was strange as you've probably met his great great great cousin. You tapped as you replied "Probably a cousin?" "Girl I don't know what cousin you have but mine are not this close."

You read as she sent another picture, this time with his arms wrapped around her—You immediately shut your phone, as you shot your eye ignoring the pain you felt. You sighed, she probably was more gentle than you. Where you bear yourself with calloused fingers she probably had none. You look at your creation one last time before you threw it in the trash.

A/N: PHEEEEEEEEEW overdid myself w this one i admit,,,,,thanks so much for all the love with the last three! u guys r so sweet! part 2's would probably contain all of them in one post! stay tuned! likes n reblogs r appreciated

[nyxonlive]

STOOD UP! — LADS MEN ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ — staring across you was an empty seat, no boyfriend, no text, none at all. as you glance at your clock you realize it's been an hour and you've been stood up. ⋆˚꩜｡ cast — xavier, rafayel, zayne 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯 sylus, caleb, valko ver here! 🔖 tags — lads x non mc reader! hurt, no comfort, mentions of injuries, wounds and blood

݁ ˖Ი𐑼˖⋆ XAVIER

You haven't stopped tapping your foot on the ground as you stare at the clock bolted on the wall of the restaurant. Two hours have passed and your boyfriend was nowhere in sight. "Miss I'm so sorry but if you're not able to give us an order you would need to give up the table." The waiter looked at you with pity on her face, she had checked on you three times now, and there's a line forming at the front of the restaurant, you don't really blame them—they could've gained profit instead of letting you stay for too long alone. Still you tried to save face. "I swear he's going to be here any minute—" "I'm so sorry Miss, but this goes past our guidelines." Sighing you nod, gathering your things and muttering a quick apology to the waiter. You walked with your head held high as the customers sitting next to you gave you pity looks. You checked your phone again, expecting an apology, a text to explain why he was late and what you get was "Star, I'm staying up late tonight to help MC with her training. Don't wait up." You chuckled bitterly. This was the third date he forgot, or he was too tired to go on—sighing you searched for your car, and driving in complete silence. As you push the door of your shared apartment; you left your heels haphazardly near the door and took off the jewelry you spent hours making sure it matches with your outfit. You didn't bother eating and just immediately went to bed after tidying up, and then you heard the door open with two person laughing. You clutched the blanket tightly as you close your eyes as you mutter. "At least they had fun."

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 RAFAYEL

You were pissed to say the least. You stood there in the pouring rain, the small tree barely covering you even though you were already soaked, waiting for your boyfriend. You and him already planned to go on a picnic date, you dressed up nice in all his favorite colors and jewelry that matches his eyes, laid out the food, and made sure everything was perfect to his artistic eye. You waited. Then an hour past by. 2 hours. 3 hours. You kept spamming Rafayel with messages, first excited, then it turns to worry and now you were just not having it. As you pressed the send— a small water drop splashed on your phone, as you looked up it dawned on you that it was about to rain. Muttering curses you immediately scrambled to pick up the things you brought but that proved to no use as the rain continued pouring harder by the second until you and everything you brought with you was soaked. You tried to open your phone to no use, the water probably got inside. Sighing you left what was unsalvageable and walked, until a familiar car stopped and the driver immediately got out. "Cutie I'm so so sorry, MC messaged me this morning asking for help—and I thought we would be fast but a problem happened and—" "Save it." "Y/N I really am sorry! please!" Rafayel begged as he took off his coat to put it around you

"Call me a cab, I don't want to face you right now Raf. Let's talk at home." "Y/N please don't do this I'll make it up to you." Sighing as you look up at him and you don't even know if it was water or your tears that was running down your face. "I'll believe it when I see it."

⎚-⎚ ZAYNE

You were sitting in the ER of Akso Hospital. You shouldn't have been here, you were supposed to go a nice place you and Zayne picked out but now you're clutching your bleeding elbow. You look at your cream dress, the upper left part covered in blood and you were feeling a little dazed already—probably from the blood loss. "Doctor Zayne! why are you still here? I thought you and Y/N are going on a date today?" Greyson's voice rings out of your ear as you see two individuals in your peripheral vision. You see Zayne with his brows furrowed, his white coat a mess and it looks like he couldn't even give a shit about what Greyson said. "I'll deal with it later, MC's condition worsened—I can't leave her like this." You felt a pang of hurt go through your spine. He should've left early and went to the restaurant, looking at the clock you assumed that he would've just left you waiting like a fool. Sighing, you joked that the revelation hurt more than your arm which is still bleeding by the way— "Y/N?" Greyson asked his voice sounding more pitiful than surprised, well who wouldn't? your boyfriend of two years is literally treating another woman while you're stuck on a chair probably losing more blood than you ever donated in your whole life. Blinking repeatedly, you started seeing double before whispering a quick 'hey' to Greyson. "What do you mean hey? you're not looking good, I should grab Zayne—" with all your might you clutched his coat, muttering sorry for making his coat look like a ketchup packet exploded on one side. "Don't. I-I'm fine." You said as you began seeing black spots in your vision, you were obviously not fine at all. "Fine? you're literally about to pass out—Hey! Somebody grab Doctor Zayne!" Was the last thing you've heard until the world suddenly turned dim.

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ A/N!...caleb, sylus, n valko coming soon,,im out of the trenches n i'm testing the waters....

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[inuiiwonderland]

I’m still pretty new to the LADS fandom but yall hear me out. (This is gonna be angst obviously because that’s literally my whole personality at this point LMAOO) THIS IS JUST AN IDEA SO DONT ATTACK ME🥲

LADS x Obsession with non mc!!

Non-Mc who is in love/likes the lads guys but their eyes are set on MC while they view non mc as just a friend/close friend.

Okay stay with me now

Non mc comes across this strange store which is where she then comes across the one wish willow

(STAY WITH ME NOW DONT GET DISTRACTED)

Non mc sees this and at first thinks it’s a joke, she buys it just for shits and giggles blah blah alr fast forward to non mc seeing the Lads guys being head over heels for mc (she’s a bit oblivious or maybe not?) anyways, non mc gets sad, she goes home, throws herself a pity party as she sits in her living room eating her feelings away.

Anyways she sees the one wish willow on her coffe stable (she’s doesn’t even remember it being there) and for a second thinks….should I?

Boom she makes the wish, it’s quiet, nothing “magical” happens and she just sits there as she realizes what she did and just cry laughs.

This is literally one of the most pathetic things non mc has ever done.

Fast forward to the next day and non mc notices something weird.

They woke up to a text from the lads guys asking if they can come over, two hours ago.

Okay

Non mc texts back and after hitting send, she gets a reply almost immediately.

Alr walk with me now!!

Lads guys text back, asked if they can come over, boom non mc and lads guys are chilling in her living room. She listens as the lads guys rant about moving on from mc and that it felt like a sudden switch when they realized mc doesn’t feel the same blah blah blah

WEIRD?

Non mc is baffled. I mean seriously? This is the number one guy who is DANGEROUSLY and FOOLISHLY in love with mc. Like they would do ANYTHING for her.

And now they gave up? Moved on?

And when the lads guys look up at non mc and gives her this almost soft and warm look. Their pupils are blown wide as they look at you weirdly.

The same look that was always for mc

Anyways fast forward

Non mc tries to avoid the boy at first, doesn’t work because somehow he always knows where she’s at or appears where she’s at.

Then they start talking

Sometimes she sees a flash of betrayal in his eyes when they’re out but it quickly vanishes as it appeared. Lads guys continue to pursue non mc and even asks her to be their gf but every-time she tries to respond back it’s like something in her head stops her.

When they cuddle, for a splint second the guys jolt or even pushes her away before quickly changing up and grabbing her to cuddle closer.

One time while they were hanging out in her room, she doesn’t know how or what happened but it’s like the lads guys snap out of something before quickly yelling out “THATS NOT ME” And then returning back to “normal”.

Non mc is startled. And slowly grows terrified as it continues.

By now, non mc remember about the wish and what happened that night. She also figures out that this isn’t them. That whatever is controlling the boy she loves isn’t actually the real thing.

Which breaks her heart

She does research, tries to repair everything and to get him out of this curse. She even tries to go back to the store where she bought the cursed thing but when she reaches the destination where that small store stood, it was an abandoned building.

She decides to call the number from the back of the box, and as the man on the phone says there’s nothing else she can do to take back that wish, she grows more and more desperate.

The lads guys continue to pursue her, takes her out on dates and even tries to give her a kiss but she always dodges it, disgust crawling up her skin as she knows everything is fake. That this isn’t them and that they don’t really feel the same way.

She watches as hurt flashes across their eyes when they go out for just a split second as Mc moves on and starts dating a different guy (#bringbackvalko)

But it quickly goes away as the other version of them takes her hand and kisses it. As “he” declares his “love” for her as he again, asks her to be his gf.

She feels sick

Then one night, she calls the number again. Desperate for answers. Desperate for a solution.

And she gets one

Just, she realizes that this is all her fault, if only she didn’t let her feelings get in the way.

That night as the lads guys continue blowing up her phone asking her where she is, she gets ready to break the wish.

You can decide whether she 💀 herself or does something else to break the wish but GUYS pls…

I need this like someone needs to write this

Or maybe ILL write it🫠 drafts are ready.

and heavy angst pls…like pls 😭

This is just a fic idea so don’t attack me if you hate non mc related things😭

Someone pls grant me this one wish🥴 I would write it but as I said, I’m still new to the fandom and have other fics I need to work on at the moment. ANYWAYS THATS ALL THANK YOU FOR LISTENING TO MY LIL RANT.

💋

[moonwatcher2005]

Thinking about non mc reader who had fallen in love with the Li's in their past lives but it never worked out because each and every one of them practically could not live without mc so mc is heartbroken over and over again until she becomes a bitter and love hating women only to have some random and aggressively average guy fall deeply in love with her and start to passionately pursue non mc reader and before anyone realizes what happend the bitter women they thought they had known is married to some random guy non of them had ever meet. Even worse non of them were invited to the wedding and only realized reader was married when she offhandedly mentions her husband and everyone is just like "what husband??" And the Li's are shocked to see her husband whose just some average joe. Which is even funnier to think about because at some point in non mc readers past lives she was some sort of a powerfull goddess and even in this life she still has that powerfull aura. To this day no one knows how he pulled the reader not even he himself.

[mandelacatastrophic]

i got a vivid imagination and i have this scenario in mind: the vivid imagination 101 series by yours truly!

what if mc found the one wish willow and decide to wish on non-mc to enter their world? non-mc uninstalled the game because she no longer had any time to do so (the controversy also came in play), plus life is kicking non-mc’s ass lately. non-mc no longer supports the game and mc haven’t seen her in since then. thus driving her mad! mc believes non-mc will come back eventually, but time goes on and it has been over a week.

mc’s grief turned into rage! how dare non-mc do this to her (mc cried over this, which li’s started to notice mc’s strange behavior)! mc determined to find a way to get non-mc back! mc went to the n109 zone, without anyone’s knowledge and manage to grab her hands on the one wish willow. mc made a wish. mc broke the willow. mc doesn’t think it’s real since she hasn’t seen any results.

however!! mc saw non-mc in person at the destiny’s cafe, studying. mc stared at non-mc in awe, stunned by her beauty. since then, mc started to visit destiny’s cafe since. mc has been attending the cafe a lot more frequently that zayne, caleb, xavier, sylus, rafayel, and valko paid a visit (on separate occasions by themselves). mc gets annoyed every time they do so, because they are interrupting mc’s time! mc is getting restless because she still has not yet saw non-mc.

however, on a random special day, mc finally saw non-mc at the corner of the cafe (mc totally did not stalk non-mc’s memories account, totally did not message non-mc’s dm’s, and totally did not invite non-mc to the cafe). mc was about to approach to her, but the li’s all came by at the same time, each suspicious of mc’s secretive tendencies. mc was about to get angry at them (bless their souls because they did nothing wrong, lol), but non-mc approached to mc. non-mc noticed the tension. noticed how mc is staring at non-mc in devotion. noticed how caleb is staring at non-mc in hidden suspicion. noticed how sylus’s gaze shown hidden interests. noticed how xavier looks more alerted than before. noticed zayne’s gaze, studying non-mc in caution. noticed how rafayel stared at non-mc in confusion, hiding his suspicions. noticed how valko looks pretty confused of the situation all together, but cautious.

‘who is she and why mc is acting weird around her?’ — the li’s.

note: my mind is pretty crazy!! i might make this a series because the movie, ‘obsession’, is pretty amazing! i love the performance, the suspense, and the characters!! let me know how you guys feel about this, because, again, this is my first time posting about my ideas on to the internet and the first time going back writing fanfictions after nearly over a decade of not writing, lol!

[sungintherain]

𝒪bsession

wang yixiang x f!reader ؛ “ nico . . . i love you so so so so so much . . .  i don’t think i could live without you . . . ”

⟢ you’ve known nicho since your teenage years, and since he started working with you, you've become infatuated with him. you’ve pushed yourself into his life, meeting his parents and getting along with his sister. to everyone else, you two are inseparable, but in your eyes, it feels different. no matter how hard you try to fit into his world, you can’t seem to fill the space left by byun euijoo.

💬. this fic is heavily inspired by the movie "obsession"; the plot isn't fully mine since i've taken some major points and elements from the film to include in this story.

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⧽ ITS MY BIRTHDAY YAYAYAYAYY celebrating this bday week w my bias line jo and nico 🤤🤤🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ just missing dada k but it’s ok❤️❤️ I TRIED TO BE FUNNY THIS CHAPTER SINCE ITS KINDA FILLER BUT IDK. I’m sorry if it’s not funny… 😕😕😕😕 anyways next chapters is in #intheworks we got some nichoyn action up in here #finally #freemygirlyn

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[princessipeya]

ྀི ㅤׅ PERSISTING IS NOT HARD. YOU JUST THINK IT ISN'T REALISTIC ENOUGH. “ ₊

　 ⌢ . ꒰ ⌢୨୧⌢ ꒱ . ⌢

꒰୨୧◞ 。𝓨ou assume things without seeing them, or having the 3d confirm them to you every single day, and one of them is going to sleep and waking up in the morning with the sun still rising.

꒰୨୧◞ 。𝓛et's pause on that one real quick. You don't affirm multiple times to wake up in the morning. You don't meditate or do manifestation techniques to wake up in the morning. You don't even "deal" with what you see in the 3d to wake up in the morning even if you have absolutely no proof or guarantee that you could wake up the next morning. You just assume you do. THEREFORE YOU DO!!

꒰୨୧◞ 。 𝓛ike genuinely you could be walking around in this physical 3d world right now assuming like you have decades of your life ahead of you and you don't care. You don't care what's being shown in the 3d to the point where you don't even think about it. How many choices have you had that is so ignorant towards your physical health, but you don't care because you just assume you'll still wake up the next morning? Drinking coca cola, getting a scraped knee, slipping on something and falling.

꒰୨୧◞ 。 𝓨ou don't care, even if the 3d would give you a stomach ache or make your pain receptors act up because you still assume that you're going to wake up the next morning with the sun still rising. And that's the point.

꒰୨୧◞ 。𝓓o you know what the definition of assumption is? It is thing that is accepted as true or as certain to happen, without proof. You don't have evidence that you're going to wake up the next morning, the 3d does not show you that. But if I were to ask you about it, I would just sound dumb or overly anxious and paranoid to you because.. Ofc you're going to wake up the next morning! You just are!!

꒰୨୧◞ 。 𝓨ou have a whole body with a whole immune system that's been keeping you alive your whole life, it wouldn't fail you now. You don't have evidence of it in the 3d, but you have common sense to be confident in that persistence. And you're right. BECAUSE YOU STILL WAKE UP THE NEXT MORNING.

꒰୨୧◞ 。𝓐nd that's your evidence. Same with waking up the next morning, you have no evidence that you will.. except the fact that you already do. do you understand? so I better see nobody saying they can't manifest, or persist, because you already do.

　 ⌢ . ꒰ ⌢୨୧⌢ ꒱ . ⌢

[bitchy-craft]

Glow-Up: Appearance Affirmations

Hello and welcome to this post! In here I will be giving a few motivation affirmations. I hope you all enjoy and find this useful.

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NOTE: the subliminal with these affirmations is here

I am glowing with beauty, confidence, and positivity.

My physical appearance transforms effortlessly into its best version.

I radiate health, happiness, and charm.

My skin is clear, glowing, and flawless.

My hair is shiny, strong, and full of life.

My body is toned, healthy, and beautiful.

I feel more confident and attractive every day.

My natural beauty shines brighter with each passing moment.

I am the best version of myself, inside and out.

My posture, poise, and energy exude elegance.

I effortlessly attract admiration and positive attention.

My smile is radiant and lights up every room.

I glow with self-love and confidence.

My style perfectly reflects my unique beauty and personality.

I take care of myself and it shows in my glowing appearance.

I feel energized, vibrant, and full of life.

My presence is magnetic and unforgettable.

I embody grace, beauty, and strength in all that I do.

My energy is captivating, uplifting, and inspiring to others.

I am proud of my glow-up and the incredible person I am becoming.

Tip: you can repeat as much as you want, it is all effective. What works for you works for you.

[tarotwithavi]

It was June and the world smelled of roses

What will happen in June? What blessings and opportunities are entering your life? The guidance for the whole month + Random things that'll happen and manifest for you in June

I did my research ( I just searched it online) and got to know the flowers of june are rose and honeysuckle.

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PILE 1

So, the first message I'm getting is that in the month of June, you are going to start something new. This can happen in the first week of June. Some of you may be moving or moving out because I definitely see travel for you. This can also be a short trip, but I definitely feel like this is something that ignites a creative side within you.

This can also be related to starting something new because I do feel like you are going to feel anxious about what you're about to start. For some of you, this can be related to opening a new account or doing something new on social media because I am getting heavy social media energy in the first week. If not, then this can also be travel—some sort of trip that you have been planning for quite some time now. Whatever it is, it definitely feels new.

The colors blue and purple are going to be really significant for you in the month of June. You may start wearing more blue, or you will start noticing purple around you. Purple is also the color of divination and spirituality, in my opinion, so I do feel like in the month of June you are going to feel more inclined toward your spiritual side. You may start practicing meditation, mindfulness, or journaling, especially in terms of wanting to ground your energy and become more spiritually aligned.

I also see you getting a lot of recognition for something that you did. Whatever you do in the first week, you will start seeing results by the second week because I see you feeling really confident in your abilities. I also see some sort of offer coming in. This can also be a person from the past who has been thinking about you for some time because I did get the message that somebody from your past may approach you in June, or you may break a no-contact situation if you are currently in one.

However, I do feel like this no-contact situation is not romantic. I see this being more about friends who drifted apart or people who became distant from one another. This connection seems to have more of a platonic or personal nature rather than a romantic one.

What I see for the month of June is that by the third week, you are going to be enjoying yourself a lot. However, in the third week, you do need to be careful because I get the message that somebody may try to hinder your progress or tell you that what you're doing is not the best path for you. Deep down, though, you will know that whatever they are saying is simply not true.

In the third week, you are also going to release some resentment that you've been carrying toward somebody from your past. I see you letting go of an emotional burden. This can also be a result of the grounding rituals you've been doing. I see you feeling much more spiritually aligned with your higher self, and you may also receive some sort of prophetic dreams or channel messages because I see you meditating and being in a higher mental space.

If you are single and looking for a romantic connection, I do feel that right now—or for the past few months—you may have been in a place where you didn't really want to interact with people. You may have had the mindset that you won't find the person who is meant for you, or perhaps that's simply been your perspective lately.

However, I do see something new on the horizon for you by the end of June. You may start talking to someone new. This person may be musical or very artistic in general. I see them being a bit of a hopeless romantic, and their perspective on life feels creative and colorful. I see heavy colors around their energy. I'm sending heavy pisces and leo energy from them (sun moon or rising)

I do see that this month contains a balance of both happy and challenging experiences. Overall, it will be a very interesting month because after June, things will begin looking much more positive.

Random Things That May Happen in June

You'll see a rainbow right when you're feeling emotionally drained, and this will help cheer you up.

You may receive a gift or a promotion by the second or third week of June.

I also see new internships, so some of you may start working or have an opportunity to work in June.

I see a box, so some of you may receive a gift box or a box containing jewelry. A jewelry box specifically feels significant.

The colors blue and purple will attract your attention a lot.

There is going to be a big announcement regarding your life, particularly in terms of your career and professional path. This is a positive announcement, so something good is going to happen for you professionally.

Balance is going to be very important for you throughout the month of June.

Some of you are literally getting roses, or this could be a sign that romance is in the air for you.

Someone is either buying or receiving a blue notebook, a silver piece of jewelry, or a purplish dress/shirt.

If you are a law or business student, I do see you receiving appreciation for your work.

You'll receive a sign that you are on the right path.

Something you did in December will show up this month.

Random things that may resonate : lavender flower, moon shaped pendants or rings, blue butterfly, new passport, ASMR videos, buying incense, lapis lazuli, new planner, tote bag.

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PILE 2

The first message I'm getting is that in the first week, something that you have built over a certain period of time will come crashing down, and it's only happening for your highest good. I definitely see this being a friendship or a connection that you had with somebody. For many of you, this will eventually feel like a blessing in disguise, and I specifically see this happening between friends.

This person could be an air sign, and I definitely see you putting an end to this connection. As soon as you cut this person off, I see heavy abundance coming your way. It's almost as if this person was holding you back from receiving certain blessings. The color yellow is going to be very significant during the first week.

The month of June may start with something unexpected, but you will realize that all of this had to happen. The 6th of June can also be significant.

I am hearing "release and receive," so this month feels like a period of letting go. Whatever you are releasing will create space for new things to enter your life. This can also be a metaphor for physically letting go of things you no longer need and making room for new opportunities and experiences.

I definitely see that this month you have a lot of burdens and expectations to release. I am also hearing messages about letting go of old patterns, especially within yourself. You are becoming much more self-aware during the second week of June, and you're beginning to recognize unconscious habits and behaviors that you've been repeating.

For some of you, this may involve letting go of a relationship that is no longer serving you. It's almost like something you've been holding onto in your daily life will finally be released, allowing you to move forward. This could be a relationship, a physical object, or even something sentimental that you once held close to your heart but no longer resonate with.

Overall, I see June being one of the luckiest months you experience this year, and major shifts are happening throughout this month. It almost feels like by the end of the year, you won't even recognize yourself because of how much growth you'll go through.

I'm also getting the message that during the third week, you are being asked not to let others affect you emotionally. Someone may say something that makes you question your worth or where you stand in life, but you are being asked not to take it personally. Whatever is coming out of this person's mouth is not truly about you—it's about their own issues and insecurities that they are unable to face.

I especially see something involving your mother, so this could be an argument or disagreement with your mother or another woman in your family.

I am hearing that you will receive good news around the 21st, 22nd or 25th of June. This could involve the birth of a child, somebody's pregnancy, or another joyful announcement. I also see you celebrating something toward the end of June, especially during the fourth week.

This celebration could be a birthday, baby shower, marriage, wedding reception, win, or a major achievement.

Even from your cards, I feel nothing but positive energy surrounding this month. Whatever happens throughout June is ultimately going to make you stronger emotionally, financially, and physically. You are being asked not to let things get to you and not to take other people's words personally.

I do see a lot of feminine interactions this month. Whatever is happening in your life seems connected to mothers, sisters, female friends, or women in general. I don't see as much focus on male figures. This can also be a sign for you to embrace and accept your own feminine qualities.

Random Things That May Happen

Someone may criticize you, but instead of taking it personally, you'll use it as motivation for self-improvement.

Be careful about setting unrealistic expectations for yourself and others. Try to stay realistic about what you expect from people.

Some of you may start receiving significant signs related to China or Chinese culture. Some of you may even feel called to learn Mandarin.

You may get your ears pierced or receive a new piercing somewhere on your body.

You will feel very connected to fairy tales. Some of you may start watching old cartoons as a way of reconnecting with your inner child.

Insects such as ladybugs and beetles may appear around you frequently. This can be a sign of good fortune.

Some of you may come across references to flutes, the Pied Piper, or stories involving hypnotic music.

Some of you are going to receive a new pair of heels or shoes. These may be gifted to you, especially red heels or white shoes.

Some of you may get invited to a Victorian-themed party, tea party, or an event connected to the Victorian era.

Random Things That May Resonate : Red or yellow dresses , Birthday parties, Dragons ,Butterfly pea flower , Storks ,Carrots , Dancing, A Full Moon , Getting out of a loop or repetitive cycle , The month of April, Tea sets , Antique jewelry , A music box

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PILE 3

The first message I'm getting is that there has been a chain of events that has been affecting your life, especially in terms of family matters. I do see that you may want to go back to how things were because of how difficult the situation is to handle right now. I'm picking up from your energy that you just want to go back to your old self, to your childhood self, or to how your family was before everything started to go downhill.

In the first week, I see you being more in your head, imagining and fantasizing about your past. This can be a past life, a past relationship, past family connections, or even past finances. For some of you, I see that your finances may have been better before than they are now. In the first week, you will get a chance to experience life how it was before. However, you have to be careful not to become attached to it. You have to move forward with your life and live in the present. Just experience what is meant to be experienced.

In the month of June, I am seeing a breakthrough for you—a breakthrough that is going to be very powerful. I do see this breakthrough happening especially in terms of your family finances. I'm also seeing that your family may have been going through a period where you experience abundance for a short period of time, then go back to scarcity, then rise back up again, and then return to scarcity. It's like a vicious cycle. I see that you will take a step that will help your family move out of this cycle and truly enjoy life. I do see you breaking some generational curses. You may realize that something has been repeating itself in your family or bloodline.

Another message I'm getting is that this breakthrough will happen around the second or third week of June. I do see that this has something to do with the relationships of couples in your family. Maybe couples are not happy or satisfied in their relationships, or they may have very loveless relationships. I'm getting that you will realize a cycle that the women in your family have been going through.

I am also getting the message that you are going to celebrate somebody's anniversary this month, or you may get invited to a wedding around the third week. I see that you will enjoy yourself a lot. If you are in a relationship, I see that around the third week you're going to have a great time with your partner. You may go out on a date or spend quality time together. I see you having a wonderful experience around this week, especially between the 19th and the 21st.

I do get the message that you have to be careful around the fourth week because I see that some of you may hurt yourselves while driving. I want you to be extremely careful, especially if you're riding a bike or a bicycle, because I see you injuring your foot. Please take care of your feet.

I also see that around the fourth week, you may want to change something about your appearance or personality. This month feels very self-help oriented and focused on your personal standards and self-image. You may change something about your personality or the way that you dress. Some of you may feel drawn to wearing more dresses this month.

I also see that around the fourth week, someone may try to force you to do something that you don't actually want to do. You will have to stand up for yourself, or this cycle will continue.

Overall, the message I'm getting for this month is that you may change something about your current situation. A part of you will want to go back to how things were before, while another part of you will want to move forward with your life regardless of what is happening. There is a feeling of not wanting to stay where you're currently living or remain in the state you're currently in. I see a heavy emphasis on change and movement for you.

Some of you may feel the urge to start something new or learn something new. There is a feeling of fresh beginnings in the month of June. You may restart your New Year's resolutions or feel like the middle of the year is an opportunity for you to begin again.

Some random things that may happen:

You are going to have a deep conversation with your mother regarding your family, and this will help you see things from a new perspective.

You may jump from one project to another. I see you being busy with many different things.

Some of you will find a four-leaf clover, and this is going to be a sign of good luck for the rest of the year.

Some of you may want to change a door in your house, especially something related to a door handle.

Something from the month of May will repeat itself in the month of June.

You may feel called to study and research more about geography, astronomy, and marine life this month.

Some of you may purchase a new home or a new vehicle this month.

You'll feel called to eat healthier and may focus more on your calorie intake.

You may drink a lot of soup this month or feel inspired to experiment with food.

Your skin will clear up, and you'll notice yourself glowing this month.

Random things that may resonate:

Desk, feather pen, teardrop necklace, Ice Age, grasshopper, new home, domino effect, lobster, onion garlic soup, candy shop, pasta, new candles, new bicycle, Taurus, Aries, Scorpio, Cancer.

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[bloomzone]

Simple full glow up list for 2025

📋— Take it one day at a time and remember: small, consistent changes lead to big results.

—🧁Skincare

Cleanse, treat, and moisturize daily.

Apply sunscreen every morning.

Exfoliate 1-2 times a week.

Use sheet masks weekly.

DIY rice water for face care every 15 days

—🧁Haircare

Use an anti-dandruff shampoo.

Apply nourishing hair masks weekly.

Get a flattering haircut every 3 months (if you want ofc)

—🧁Body Care

Moisturize daily.

Exfoliate weekly with a scrub.

Maintain consistent hygiene.

—🧁Diet and Health

Eat nutrient-rich meals and snacks.

Stay hydrated with at least 3 liters of water.

Get 7 or 8 hours of sleep nightly.

Incorporate workout or stretches.

—🧁Mindset and Mental Care

Journal thoughts and feelings.

Meditate or practice deep breathing.

Write and read daily affirmations.

Focus on self-love and avoid overthinking.

don't give a fuck about how people see you

— 🧁Style and Presentation

Organize and refresh your wardrobe.

Keep nails clean and shaped.

Experiment with simple makeup looks.

— 🧁Academics and Productivity

Stay consistent with studies.

Use a planner to track tasks.

Keep a tidy and cozy study space.

— 🧁 Social and Personal Growth

Be kind and polite but set boundaries.

Avoid unnecessary drama.

Dedicate time to hobbies and self-growth.

🍨. @bloomzone !

[manifestwithrosie]

MANIFESTING A WHOLE NEW Appearance ISNT HARD !! 🎀🪷 (MY SUCESS STORY)

ever since i was young, everyone around me would call me ugly. I was bullied for being fat since I started school. I learned about the loa at around 10 years old. Since then i started listening to subliminals. At first, i had many doubts and I didn’t believe it worked. I kept checking for results every two seconds in the mirror, and when I didn’t see something.. i would start rampaging about how I didn’t have anything and waver and have so many doubts. Then I got on tumblr and started watching sammy Ingram, and many other YouTubers. I then learned about robotic affirmations. I used that method and subliminals and I stopped checking for results because I already have them. Then.. two days later I got my desired body. I then started doing this with everything in my life. And it changed ever since then.. 🎀

[angelsacrificez]

thinking about stalker harua…

tags - stalking, masturbation (m), panty stealing, trash stealing, slight dubcon?

wc - 1.2k

it was a dark, cloudy night with only the overhead street lights illuminating the sidewalk. you had just gotten off work. you headed home as usual, with music softly playing in the one earbud you had in. you often heard the distant sounds of rustling leaves—but tonight, it was different. it was louder, and the overwhelming feeling of being watched filled your senses. you tried ignoring it, telling yourself it was just your imagination. you were tired after all, so maybe you really were just in your head about this.

you picked up your pace, trying to get home as quickly as you could. you could hear footsteps behind you getting louder, but you didn’t turn around out of fear of what you would see. your heart drummed against your ribcage, your breath sped up as you began to panic. you felt like a small bunny running from a wolf—but you couldn’t see the wolf, you were just running and hoping to escape it.

you finally made it home. you slammed the door shut behind you, locking it. you thought you would feel relief, but you didn’t. it still felt as if eyes were on you, following your every movement. you closed every curtain, locked every door, but nothing seemed to ease your anxiety. you double checked, triple checked every room, every window. you were only able to drift off to sleep after the exhaustion caught up. you tossed and turned all night, though, barely getting any rest.

dark circles had formed under your eyes from the lack of sleep. you were completely distracted, thinking of what could have made you feel that way the night before. that was until you were introduced to your new coworker, harua. your first impression of him was that he had a very cute, innocent face, but something seemed off. it seemed you were the only person who could sense the darkness deep inside of him. you exchanged polite greetings, not bothering to make small talk as you assumed you would only see him in passing at work.

which you did, at first. then you started seeing him everywhere. at the cafes, bookstores, and markets you often frequented after work, it felt like anywhere you were, he was right there behind you. but it was as if he never noticed you, like his attention was always around you, but never on you. it was weird, but you didn’t care enough to think anymore about it.

days had passed, and you still felt like you were constantly being followed. you had become hyper aware of your surroundings. you were obsessed with making sure every door was locked, every window was covered, the fear of being watched slowly started to consume your life.

the noticeable dark circles under your eyes had only grown with each restless night. harua noticed your lack of concentration. he noticed everything about you, but you didn’t know that.

“need some caffeine?” harua teasingly said, handing you your favorite coffee order. “you look like you need it.”

you looked up at him with a blank expression, your brain not registering what he had just said yet.

“oh, thanks” you said, accepting the coffee, trying to sound as happy as you could in the moment. you were so distracted in the moment you didn’t even realize how strange it was harua seemed to know your go to coffee order.

“so what’s got your attention?” harua leaned against your desk, his big eyes looking up at you, seeming genuinely interested in hearing your thoughts.

you let out a long sigh, unsure on whether you should tell him or not since you barely knew him. the look on his face told you he wouldn’t let it go until he got an answer, so you decided to tell him.

you gave him a brief summary of that night, telling him you’ve just felt off since then. he listened intently, his face a mixture of shock and concern. harua jokingly offered to be your bodyguard, you let out a quiet giggle in response. maybe you were wrong about him having a secret darkness within him. you enjoyed seeing his soft eyes and sweet smile. it was the first time you felt any sort of relief since that initial night.

the friendship between you two quickly grew. harua came to check in on you daily, eventually getting your number and texting you on your days off. you felt comfortable around him, after all you two were so similar. you shared favorite artists, favorite foods, favorite activities. you never thought anything of it, why would you?

you two often hung out at your place. you had started to notice strange things since he had started coming over. your dirty tissues, your empty cups, your leftover food going missing from the trash. the lotion you kept in your bathroom running out quicker than usual. your worn panties going missing from your laundry, but you figured you were just misplacing them.

you didn’t think harua would ever do anything like that, so you never suspected him. he hadn’t given you any reason to suspect him.

but it was him. he was stealing anything he could just to get closer to you. he was obsessed with you. he would drink from your half empty water bottles you would throw away, it was like an indirect kiss. he would slip your dirty panties into his pocket while you were busy in another room. the more he thought you didn’t notice, the bolder he got. he would use the lotion you kept in your bathroom to jerk off, imagining it was your small hand gripping his thick cock, stroking slowly as he praised you for being such a good girl.

he had a box buried within his closet with a collection of your panties. his favorite was a pink, lacey pair with a small white bow in the middle. he loved inhaling your scent while his hand snaked its way down his body, pulling his sweatpants down just enough to pull his heavy cock out. just the thought of you made him impossibly hard. he swirled the leaking precum around his tip, before dragging his hand down his length. his tongue slipped past his parted lips, licking a long stripe up your panties, groaning at the taste of you. he loved your scent, but he loved your taste even more.

the loud screech of the train stopping brought you out of your conversation. harua was taking you home, like he had countless times before at this point. you boarded first, harua following right after. the train was so packed, you felt like sardines in a can.

“stay close, yeah?” harua whispered. you nodded, feeling the heat of his body on your back.

one particularly harsh jolt of the train caused harua to crash into you. his hand gripped your hip for stability. you could feel his hard, throbbing cock resting on your ass. you froze. he didn’t move. this didn’t feel like the harua you had grown to love. he felt like a stranger.

he only backed off when it was your stop. his hand still on your hip, guiding you out. you both walked out of the train station in silence. the cool night air felt soothing against your scorching hot skin. after a long moment, harua muttered a quiet apology, saying the train was so packed that he had no room. you wanted to believe him, but the look in his eyes told you he was lying.

the perfect persona he had spent months creating before meeting you falling apart at the first real touch of you.

all interactions appreciated ❤︎

might do a pt 2 if anyone wants lolol

[fckmyylife]

laws of attraction | 10

(Higuruma Hiromi x female reader) 18+ only, no minors.

Higuruma was a man of autonomy. He couldn't be tied down by the most impossible cases, yet he was about to bind himself into a marriage with you.

❧ arranged marriage, angst, hurt/comfort, anxiety & anxiety attacks, overthinking, insecurities, hesitation, slow burn, curses, takes place before Higuruma fully awakens as a sorcerer, eventual smut, reader has a vagina. 18+ only, no minors.

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!! do not make AI bots of my fic/put it into AI !!

Thank you for your patience, I am later than usual due to personal situations and life - glad to be back.

You'd never seen Hiromi do anything with so much urgency the way he kissed you.

His body turned toward you. Up close, he looked wonderfully reclined from the evening. The collar of his white shirt was left open, revealing the warm line of his throat, and soft brunette strands escaped across his forehead.

Large fingers settled against your jaw, while his thumb gripped your chin.

You let him guide you.

His kiss was desperate, like he'd spent days arguing with himself.

Your breath caught when his lips parted yours, his tongue slipping in.

Tongues swirled together, like fire finding fresh air.

You wanted to taste the red wine on his tongue for the rest of your life and be eternally drunk off of him.

He let you breathe when he seemed to need the air himself, forehead resting against yours. Your lashes brushed against his cheek, breathing through your nose.

You found yourself inching closer. The small touch of your knee grazing his thigh made him snap.

He lifted you onto his lap with effortless strength. Your legs settled on either side of him as he kissed you again. 

It was your hands that slipped into the hair at the back of his head, but he was trying to lose himself somewhere inside of you. It was evident in how he pulled you in, unless it was also you swaying your body into his and drifting impossibly closer.

"Hm…." The sound escaped you without realizing.

His breathing became uneven when he pulled back, chest slowly raising.

Wide brown eyes lingered, drifting over your swept face and settling on your swollen lips.

His arms loosened around your waist but never left - as did yours around his neck.

"Was this your plan?"

You blinked, trying to remember how to speak amidst your breaths, mixed with his.

"Get me vulnerable and relaxed," he continued.

A faint smile ghosted across your mouth. "I offered the wine, you bought the beers at the restaurant."

His eyes closed with a chuckle, before resting his head back against the sofa.

Your own gaze became dangerous without his on you. You wanted to bite his neck and leave marks all over.

Instead, you lifted your fingers to brush your own lips.

"What, never been kissed before?" he murmured, eyes opening.

You dropped your hand.

"Haven't you?" you laughed.

In thought, his smile faltered. "I either ignore you, or kiss you like I did."

Your heart skipped at the recitation of words you hadn't realized he'd carried since the onsen.

"I wasn't criticizing," you said, voice small.

His eyes searched yours below hooded eyelids.

"You haven't been ignoring me lately. You've been leaving for work much later and coming home earlier," you added, before hesitating, "And…you only kissed me once before."

His jaw twitched. "If that was enough to earn your affection, I'm not sure I deserve it."

Your hands trailed slowly down his shoulders, a brush of a touch compared to the massage moments ago.

His brows contorted at the action, only making him look more troubled.

"You're telling yourself that."

Under the skim of your fingers, his arms stiffened. "My mind is."

"And…your body?" you dared to ask, slightly regretting it as soon as it left your mouth.

"It's irrational," he simply said.

"When was the last time…" you trailed off.

"It's been years for me," he spoke, exasperated at the fact.

He wasn't someone to struggle with attracting women. You could only assume he'd denied himself for so long, the same way you'd done the same.

Aside from when you touched yourself to the mere thought of him.

His forehead found yours once again, pushing the memories out of your head.

The bridge of his nose brushed yours every time either of you exhaled.

"Then, it's not irrational," you whispered. "Trust me."

"The one I can't trust is myself."

It was true then, that desire sounded a lot less like hunger to him and more like a wound.

His body had reached for you a while ago, but his mind was still stood in the threshold and refused to cross.

You searched his face. The composure you'd mistook for distance now looked exhausted - splintering somewhere during this evening.

"Why?" you breathed.

"I don't want you to think that's why I've been around more lately."

"Of course not," you spoke. "I trust you."

Whatever had been eating at his insides seemed to fall silent, like he'd had no worries in the first place. There was no hesitation in his eyes anymore, only tenderness mixed with passion.

His mouth found yours again. Hands frantically wandered down your back, drawing you flat again him. There was not even room for doubt.

Your fingers disappeared into his brunette hair, tugging him whenever you thought he'd steal a breath.

You didn't realize your hips began moving, until you felt poking into your inner thigh.

Your lips faltered.

You'd never expected him to desire you, to touch you or even look at you.

Of course, it hadn't dawned upon you that this would make him hard.

Was it the first time he'd grown hard because of you?

How long, during this entire moment, had he been hard for?

The waves of heat had spread through you in slow and relentless waves. You were caught up in the warmth in your own stomach, to not entirely realize his. 

He must have realized from the brush of your thigh, with how he jerked his hips back. Yet, there was nowhere to go when he was practically pinned against the couch.

"Wait," you breathed, before finally releasing his mouth for oxygen. 

Your heads knocked together, as your gaze looked down and snuck a glance at the bulge.

His body slightly relaxed when your lips slipped into each other again, as you tried not to brush against him too much yet.

You couldn't remember when the living room became his bedroom.

Somewhere between one kiss and a few stumbles, the house seemed to arrange around you. The hallway disappeared under hurried footsteps, as you trailed along.

At some point, he'd shrugged out of his shirt and abandoned it somewhere behind you.

He shut the bedroom door behind him. Open curtains settled the evening around the blue walls, darkening the palette.

You'd only been in his room a few times; the time you'd found him in the bath and went to retrieve him towels, and whenever you briefly set laundry inside while he was at work.

You unconsciously retreated, until the backs of your knees met the ottoman at the end of his bed.

There was recklessness in the way he looked at you when your mouths parted.

You tumbled back, landing on the soft duvet. 

The mattress dipped under one of his knees, and you trailed backwards with every draw closer.

Shadows outlined every flex of his body, hovering over you.

You tried to search the silhouette of his face, your head resting against his pillows.

Both of his hands planted on the pillow either side of your head and leaned down.

"Afraid of me now?" he whispered, earning a small chuckle out of you.

"Seems like you want that," you murmured.

His head tilted, neck exposed with his torso from this angle. 

"Not afraid…" you continued, as you'd done in the onsen, "But relieved."

"Relieved?"

It was your turn to close your eyes, because there was nowhere to look when he was on top of you. "I've been…."

Starved.

"Waiting for this," you said instead, even if it was just as pathetic.

The dip and rumple of the fabric beside your head caught your attention, followed by the weight of his lower half slightly relaxing onto you. It wasn't enough to feel his bulge against you again.

When you opened your eyes, you were met with the ceiling.

You turned your head. Hiromi pressed his face into the pillow above your shoulder, shielding himself from both temptation and guilt.

"I'm sorry." The words were muffled by the pillow.

Your hands, that momentarily felt useless, found their way around his head. Instead of tugging the strands into a kiss, you kept your fingers at the back of his hair.

"You're here now."

At your words, his head turned. His eyes were hurt and pleading at once.

You couldn't help but trail your touch around to his jaw, holding his gaze for a second before pulling his mouth to yours again.

A part of you wondered if this was all impulsive and fast.

Until, he tugged and struggled to pull your pants off.

He took out his frustration on your neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses and bites at once.

The sounds against your skin made your stomach heat at what it really sounded like.

You rose your hips. He caught your waist and finally got the pants off.

He knelt on the ottoman now, where you began to already feel withdrawal from the lack of his lips. It felt like an act of both surrender and deference to you.

The withdrawal didn't last as long as you expected, when he lifted your ankle and dropped a kiss to it, long and deep. He switched to the other foot, doing the same.

"If you want me to stop," he started, voice husky, "tell me at any point."

The words that were comforting from his side, only ignited the desire in you till you were about to burst.

His expression already looked blissed, glancing between your legs and back up to your eyes. You were certain you were soaked through your panties.

You couldn't trust your voice, opting for a clear nod instead.

He nodded in response, before bracing himself with a sigh.

Suddenly, you were exposed to the air.

He tugged off your panties, not wasting any more time.

Lingering eyes and hands on your waist made the air feel thick, despite the evening beyond the windows.

Fingers dragged up to the hem of your top. His brow arched, but you didn't protest.

Your shoulders lifted from the bed slightly, reaching behind to unclasp your bra.

He leaned over between your legs and gently peeled off the loose garment.

His jaw clenched.

Dark eyes trailed down your nude body, lingering at your bare breasts and draping you in his repression.

"Always beautiful," he said, softly.

He lifted your hips, making you almost jump.

Then, your legs were guided over his shoulders. You were folded, as he moved closer to embrace you between your legs.

You didn't need to use your muscles, with how his hands gripped under your thighs and positioned for his use.

You felt yourself dampen even more. You could feel it between your thighs since you'd kissed on the couch.

He dove for your inner thighs, kissing and biting along them.

It was fleeting, until the few testing licks to your clit. You lightly gasped.

The pressure was just right, lacking subtlety and as though you'd mounted him to grind down yourself.

His lips wrapped around the throbbing clit. He sucked and tasted you harshly, like you were a taste of wine that needed to be savored.

"Ah…." your breath hitched.

His tongue trailed through your pool of wetness, dipping in and tasting at your entrance.

"Soaked," he mumbled, the word vibrating against you.

You slightly squirmed, and he lifted your legs even higher to still you in place.

He inhaled, nose pressed at your entrance. Heat crept up your neck in embarrassment.

"Open up for me," he murmured.

You attempted to relax your walls, clenching around nothing from anticipation.

Instead of his tongue, however, he brushed his index finger over your clit - before lightly circling at your entrance.

His thick finger probed the wet arousal, sliding in.

You threw your head back, eyes closing. It pumped you a few times, testing and massaging your tight musles inside. It was a million times better than when you touched yourself.

Your hand reached out amidst the darkness behind your eyelids, frantically searching for something you weren't sure of.

A hand intertwined with yours, large and enclosing. You mindlessly caressed along it, as your hips circled with his ministrations inside you.

The hold eventually parted, when both of his hands clutched back to your thighs.

His mouth replaced his finger, so sudden for you to process.

Your eyes flew open, head lifting in shock.

Sounds of wet sucking and swirling filled the room, drenched in arousal.

"You taste delectable," he sighed.

His tongue spread your folds, before entering deep inside you. 

He hungrily licked and slurped, like he hadn't eaten earlier on. You weren't sure you'd ever heard a sound so wanton before.

The motions were quick and unpredictable against your muscles. His tongue was either slipping in and out of you, or circling and massaging around inside.

You thought you'd already realized that his mouth was both tender and rough, but this was a different story.

Moans and whines fell out of you, adding to sounds of your arousal soaking the air.

You fidgeted, before your legs loosely crossed around his neck.

"Hiromi," you groaned, palming the sheets.

You rolled your hips back into his mouth.

His thumb found your clit, rubbing in punishing circles. Your stomach curled.

"These hips of yours," he mumbled, before delving back.

His tongue fucked you like there was a time limit to how long he'd have you for. He was frantic, burying his head into you deeper.

Your fingers felt desperate again, reaching out to tug at his hair. At the pull, you'd angled him in a way that his nose brushed your clit with every bob.

You were pulsing and throbbing on his tongue. With a few more flicks of his tongue, you could come at any moment.

You shook your head quickly, and released his hair.

"Hiromi, please," you gasped, managing to speak. "I don't want…to come yet."

He pulled his mouth out of you with a slight pop, disheveled.

Although, you absolutely could.

"I want it to be with you first," the words fell out of you.

Wide irises dilated, a look of shock washing over him.

His lips were red and glistening with arousal.

He gave a nod, letting out a shaky breath and kneeling up.

He licked his lips, savoring the taste of you before hovering forward and capturing your mouth.

You sighed against the embrace, tasting yourself against him. Hands grabbed at your jaw and shoulder, while his chest brushed against your neglected nipples.

Fabric grazed against yours thighs. He was still in his slacks.

Your fingers danced down his torso, a light and teasing skim. His mouth slowed.

It wasn't a struggle to unbutton his slacks. A pull, unzip and reach into the warm behind his briefs was all it took to make him jolt.

He pulled back from your lips, brown eyes flashing with surprise and intrigue.

The length took up your fist.

Throbbing, hard, warm and thick.

Before he could speak, you squeezed your hand around his cock.

The groan that left him was guttural.

"You don't know what you do to me, do you?" he choked.

Teeth grazed your collarbone, his head ducking and pliant into you.

You stroked up and down. The hold was fairly tight, not too much to suffocate him, but enough to feel the veins. Your thumb brushed over one, making it twitch.

"You don't have to…" he breathed, forehead pressing into your neck.

Your fingers twisted around his cock, other hand trailing to the back of his neck.

You circled the head of his twitching length, earning a quiver from him. There was the slight moisture of pre-cum that you spread around.

His body jerked, pulling back before you could really even start. Your hand slowly released.

Eyes dragged down you with astonishment, speechless.

It was like the Hiromi who'd used his tongue on you and the one you'd touched for only a moment were two different people.

Goosebumps rose against your nude body. 

You felt overcome with need, rather than simply confident. You'd ardently desired him for what felt like so long, you didn't care how daring you were being.

He knelt up, between your legs. He managed to pull off his slacks and briefs, fully freeing his cock and legs.

Your first sight of it proved you right. Its length stood up, thick and raging with hardness because of you, glistening with pre-cum.

"I need to be inside you," he tensely declared, shoulders lowering with an exhale. "I'll get a condom."

You grabbed his wrist, your eyes looking up with want.

"You don't have to."

He stilled, eyes wavering. "Are you on the pill?"

You shook your head no. 

Maybe, now that this had developed between you two, you needed to arrange a visit to the doctor.

His brows arched.

"It's up to you," you said quickly. "With or without protection…"

Although, it was clear which one you preferred.

"I'm not getting you pregnant," he said, matter-of-fact.

A light breath escaped you. "I'm not asking you to."

"Then, what, do you want me to pull out?"

Your silence spoke for you. His expression turned scandalized at the reckless idea.

"Is that what you young people do?" he asked, breaking the pause.

Your eyes lightly rolled. "Have you never pulled out before?"

He sighed, jaw twitching. 

"Of course I have."

"If you want to use a condom, you can," you spoke with a nod, your consciousness catching up to your thrill. You realized how irresponsible it was to even suggest, even at your age. "I really don't mind."

He paused with contemplation, before his thin lips pressed together.

"I'll use a condom after this," he spoke.

Your head tipped in surprise. Maybe you shouldn't have mentioned such an irrational thing, but secretly, it was riveting to see him choose visceral need.

"I'll pull out of you," he promised, voice serious.

You were a terrible influence.

Then again, there was no other man you'd opened that offer to before.

Your legs unconsciously parted, as he shuffled forward.

His silhouette was a work of art hovering over you, in the evening light.

It wasn't dark enough to hide his eyes, that seemed to give him away nowadays. You realized how easy to read he'd become, while you were naked beneath him.

Face hovering closer, he pinned your arms up either side of you.

"When I'm with you," he started, slightly muted, "I feel so crazy."

You could only blink in response, hypnotized by his unfamiliar urge.

Anticipation ran through your veins, overcome with impatience.

Your pulse was frantic, nervous and ready to finally feel him.

He leaned back for a moment. You watched with awe, as one of his hands guided around his length.

He drew closer, rubbing the head through your juices and between your folds.

The sound was ungodly, at how much more soaked and drenched you were since he'd tasted you.

"I imagined this during the wedding," he admitted, breathy moans escaping him as he coated himself in your juices. "Or in the onsen the other day. But I didn't."

The night after the wedding, when he first showed you to your room, flashed through your mind. You thought you were the only one to have imagined being rejected by him.

It didn't matter anymore.

"It's okay," you breathed. "Please, take me now, Hiromi."

His nearness had its own gravity - an instinct to either flee or close the inches between you, although the former seemed impossible.

If he didn't put it in sooner, you'd roll over and sit on his length yourself.

He pushed in slowly.

The girth stretched you, far more than you would have expected after his finger and tongue.

You gasped, thighs clenching to fold your knees slightly.

His groan vibrated in your ears, deep from his throat.

"Relax," he mumbled.

You nodded, keeping eye contact with him as you loosened your walls, legs becoming slack again.

A hand curled around the back of your thigh, gently making his way in.

He hissed, inhaling through his teeth when he was only halfway in.

His eyes closed.

The breath escaped him deeply from the bottom of his lungs, soothing himself.

Your eyes widened slightly, examining him. "Are you alright?"

"You're suffocating me," he responded, through clenched teeth.

His head buried into the side of your neck, pushing his cock into you further. His chest lowered, another throaty groan escaping him.

It was like he'd been intoxicated. Drugged.

You moaned as he reached all the way inside of your wet and tight heat, to the hilt.

Arms rose up and wrapped around his neck, ultimately pulling him deeper inside.

He swallowed. "My goodness. You're sucking me up."

You'd already loosened up as much as you could. You were being split open.

His other hand wrapped around the side of your waist, thumb caressing up and down.

"You're shaking," he whispered, only making you realize your quivering body beneath him.

You weren't the only one pulsing; his cock was throbbing inside of you.

"Stretching me so much," you cried.

Maybe you should have continued to touch yourself thinking about him, if it would have prepared you better for this. It didn't hurt too much, but you were so full.

He shivered, like you'd given him a fever.

You could sit here with him inside of you all day, you'd stay drenched and ready for him, if that was what it took to ease up.

After a minute or two, the ache got too much for him to even adjusting for any longer.

"I need you," he declared, breathless.

You watched with awe and thrill, as he hovered up.

Your legs wrapped around his waist, tighter than you'd wrapped them around his head earlier.

His hips were slow at first, embracing you and breaching with care.

You couldn't hold back as much as him, leaning up and pulling him into another kiss.

It was open-mouthed, sloppy and fervid, with wild abandon.

He rocked against you, as his tongue sensually explored your mouth. The soft moans that left you were muffled by his kiss.

You fucked back into him, raising your hips around in inconsistent circles.

He pulled back from your mouth. "Fuck, where did you learn to-"

"Harder," you cut in, eyes pleading into his. "Let go for me."

Your begging flashed something feral in his eyes.

Then, his hips seemed to take over his mind. Before you knew it, the bed was creaking and your breasts were bouncing.

Squeals left you, breathy and hoarse already.

He was pounding into you. His pace was frantic, making it difficult for you to push back and fuse your bodies together.

All you could do was take it.

His head nuzzled into your neck. He grunted with each thrust, deep and throaty in your ear.

"I can't…" you whined. "Please, I…"

His hand on your waist trailed up to your breast, grabbing and rubbing it. They'd been extra sensitive, from neglect.

When he rose his head from your neck, his eyes were blissed out.

"You will kill me," he murmured, at peace with dying inside of you.

With that, he captured your other breast into your mouth.

He gently sucked, opposing the slam of his cock in you.

Your legs scrambled to lock him closer and tightly, with a strangled moan.

Your nails clutched his back, gripping and scratching..

Every time you wriggled and squirmed, he pinned your hips down with a hard, needy thrust.

You weren't sure how much longer you could go. He was pounding you so relentlessly, showing you no mercy to hold back.

The headboard pounded. His hips were sharp, pushing to the tilt before pulling out, and slamming back over and over again.

"Hiromi," you whined, feeling your eyes sting.

Then, his hips slowed.

You blinked in confusion, foggy and fucked out

"Wh-"

He was grinding in circles now, slowly. You tried not to clench around him, as your eyes shut.

"I want it to last," he whispered, through gritted teeth. "Do you want to turn over?"

You nodded, swallowing.

He pulled out of you slowly, cock glistening with a mix of your juices.

You were still shaking and out of breath as you turned over, not meeting his hungry eyes.

You rose your hips, propping yourself up with your elbows - you'd tremble and fall if you even attempted to use any strength in your hands right now.

Your warmth and wetness made squelching sound as he entered you again.

You immediately moaned at the angle and deepness. You didn't tell him how you definitely couldn't last in this position.

He was buried inside of you. This way, you felt every vein, every twitch and all of him vividly.

Warmth bloomed on your back. He draped over you, resting his front over your back and pushing closer. Hands secured around your waist.

You immediately began to grind back on him, before he'd even began moving.

His head rested against your cheek from behind, deeply chuckling.

"You're so good to me," he breathed.

You turned your head, eyes catching with his fond gaze.

Your mouth lifted in a small smile, making him press a deep kiss to your cheek.

It was drastically tender, compared to the desperation in his hips that continued.

The room filled with noises of wet slapping of bodies and choked moans. The position was perfect for you to hear all of his grunts amidst it all, right in your ear.

"Only look at me," you gasped out, fisting the sheets. "Only me."

It was words you'd cringe at yourself for later on, but slipped out without thinking.

His cock twitched.

"Of course," he murmured. "No one else gets me this way."

Maybe you wouldn't cringe later on after all.

You gasped, clenching around him tightly.

"Fuck," he groaned, letting out a sigh. "I'm going to eat you alive."

He drilled his length in and out of you then, as though your words had snapped the last and minuscule part of restraint inside of him.

Your back arched into him. His fingers gripped and clawed at your ass, pulling them apart and squeezing them.

Your sensitive breasts dragged into the sheets with each thrust.

It was all too much, overcoming you.

No, no, no…

The familiar warmth burned in your stomach, prickling and threatening to explode.

You didn't want it to end, but you'd both been going for so long now.

"I won't last," you whimpered.

A deep, exhausted breath left him. "I'm close too."

He snapped his hips, making you squirm at the spot he'd hit. Your squeal was muffled into the pillow.

A hand stroked down your back, soothingly. "I've got you."

Your walls tightened around him, clenching before unclenching - in a pulsing and shocking motion.

With a sharp intake of air, his hand trailed around to the front of your neck, before lifting your jaw, fingers ghosting over your mouth.

"You have a way of teasing me, don't you?" he muttered.

The top of his index finger loosely entered your mouth, teeth lightly grazing against it. His palm gently squeezed your neck, almost the same way you'd squeezed around his cock.

"Fuck," he growled. "I'm going to come."

You nodded quickly, feeling yourself near at the words. The thought was pure sin, painted with his arousal all over you.

The bed violently rocked, with each viscous, deprived thrust.

"Hiromi, Hiromi, I can't, please…" The words tumbled out of you, without even realizing what you were asking for.

"Let go for me," he breathed, reciting your words from earlier.

His length bucked deep inside of you. It was the final thing to make you grip around him, writhe and explode.

You whined, trembling around him.

Your release coated his cock, dripping down and convulsing.

Before you could spasm around him, he pulled out immediately and let go of your head. Everything felt impossibly full at the start, but without him felt so empty.

The pillow caught you, slack and spent as you pressed your face into it.

His cock slapped against your ass a few times, before warmth spilled on your skin and a groan escaped him, akin to a purr.

It splattered everywhere at the first spurt, even feeling it on your upper back. He rubbed his cock up and down your back, to your ass, as more leaked out. He made a mess of you, in a heavy, foggy daze of desire.

You were boneless, limp and satisfied - even if there will forever be a deep-seated need for him, that possibly would get worse now that he'd actually slept with you.

A short pause passed, followed by an exhausted, proud exhale from him.

Your eyes slowly blinked, feeling yourself already about to fall into unconsciousness.

Light kisses brushed the back of your shoulders, making you turn your head with tired eyes.

"Only you," he whispered, softly.

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KOGA YUDAI X F!READER sm!au

Every staff member at Big Suki café has a reason to come to work every day…except for y/n. That is until a new, handsome face amongst the regulars appears one day, leading her to almost beg for shifts just to catch a glimpse of him once again.

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𝒪bsession

wang yixiang x f!reader ؛ “ nico . . . i love you so so so so so much . . .  i don’t think i could live without you . . . ”

⟢ you’ve known nicho since your teenage years, and since he started working with you, you've become infatuated with him. you’ve pushed yourself into his life, meeting his parents and getting along with his sister. to everyone else, you two are inseparable, but in your eyes, it feels different. no matter how hard you try to fit into his world, you can’t seem to fill the space left by byun euijoo.

💬. this fic is heavily inspired by the movie "obsession"; the plot isn't fully mine since i've taken some major points and elements from the film to include in this story.

past life | masterlist | 2.3k wc

‼ this chapter contains allusions to self-harm and very poor mental health. jealousy and possessiveness.

nico let out a big sigh as he stared at his phone screen, your message sitting there right on top of the wallpaper of him and euijoo. no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t wrap his head around it. it felt so simple. so what if he wanted euijoo to work at the thrift shop? he was his best friend, after all. so why couldn’t you get that?

after closing the door behind him, he stepped into fuma’s apartment. slouching into a chair at the kitchen island, he rested his forehead against the cool countertop, needing a moment. he could hear laughter behind him—fuma and k.

“yo, what’s wrong?” fuma chuckled, giving him a firm and harsh pat on the back that made nico sit up straight. k plopped down next to him, mimicking his posture with a teasing smirk. 

“dude, it’s—” nico sighed, trying to explain, “it’s complicated.”

“let me guess…” k hummed, rubbing his chin like he was thinking hard, “y/n?”

nico nodded, glancing toward the door just as euijoo walked in, his smile lightening in the mood a bit.

“hi,” euijoo smiled, making his way over to the trio.

they greeted him with a “hey,” but euijoo could tell something was off. he frowned slightly as he looked at nico, picking up on the tension.

“let me show you to your room,” k said, getting up and giving nico’s back a light slap. “yuma’s gonna regret moving out,” he joked, making euijoo laugh a little as they headed down the hallway together.

once they were gone, fuma slid into the chair k had just emptied, a look of concern on his face. “what happened this time?” he asked nico, curious as to why he had looked so distressed.

nico placed his chin on his palm, looking at fuma. “it was normal, y’know? she invited me over, so i went,” fuma nodded, listening attentively. “then she brought him up.” fuma nodded again, getting the hint. you were jealous of euijoo. 

“she got like… like all mad at me, acting like me requesting him was a big deal?” nico sighed, burying his face in his hands. “i just don’t get it anymore… and i said something stupid,” he mumbled, feeling ashamed of his past words.

“what’d you say?” fuma asked, giving him a friendly pat on the back this time. “i told her it felt like she didn’t want me to have other friends,” nico admitted with a deep breath. 

“well you aren’t wrong,” fuma reassured him, and nico’s eyes widened as he lifted his head from his hands and turned to face him. “look, i know she’s your best friend or whatever… but, she’s like got some issues weno,” fuma carefully chose his words, he knew you were a sensitive topic for nico. no matter how badly you two fought, nico always stood up for you, never letting anyone say anything bad about you.

“dude don’t talk about her like that,” nico snapped. fuma nodded, realizing he hadn’t been careful enough with what he said.

“look, i care about you a lot, weno, you know that. but it’s just always the same with y/n. you’ve known euijoo your whole life, but y/n? you’ve known her for less than half of that. you shouldn’t feel like you have to prioritize her just because she manipulates you,” fuma blurted out, no longer holding back. it's time nico heard the truth.

“you don’t get it,” nico’s voice was flat, his eyes serious as they always were when he defended you. “she’s not manipulating me.” fuma let out a tired sigh, knowing that no amount of explaining would get through to nico right now. instead, he nodded, pretending to understand, while feeling frustration build up.

fuma had always felt something was off about you. at first, it seemed innocent—a girl trying to get nico’s attention, nothing too unusual. but as time passed, fuma started to notice things. the way you pushed yourself into nico’s life felt different. he remembered the first big fight you two had, feeling guilty that his friend was getting used so easily. everyone else teased him, saying he was just jealous nico had a girl interested in him, but that was far from the truth.

then there was that night. nico came home looking beyond broken, tears staining his cheek and traces of dried lip gloss smudged on his neck. no one else knew what happened. nico never dared to tell anyone what he did. but fuma was there, laying in the living room when nico stumbled in at four in the morning. “she…” nico’s voice cracked, the pain peeking through his tone, “she had…” he paused, the weight of his truth, the weight of what he saw, crushing him, “all over her arms.” in that moment, fuma felt himself feel sick. he could feel whatever nico felt and more, wishing he could take away whatever you just made him witness go away.

“we’re gonna stop by the university; i need to check in on something about my schedule or whatever,” euijoo’s voice shattered the painfully loud silence—one that fuma remembered all too well from that night. “yeah, okay,” nico cleared his throat, turning back to the front door. he gave k and euijoo a small wave before they left. 

fuma felt like he was in a trance, unable to shake his thoughts of that night. did nico feel this way, too? had he ever replayed it in his mind?

nico had. both boys were caught in the same memory. nico pushed it down, deep down, where he had to drink afterwards to forget your arms that night. shaking his head, he finally stood up, his legs feeling weak. fuma noticed. there wasn’t a physical trace of you on nico that went unnoticed by him. 

“you should…” fuma hesitated, his eyes fixed on the countertop, “introduce them, and make sure she knows her place.” nico nodded. while fuma couldn’t see it, he knew.

you spent that passing week training euijoo, and honestly, you couldn’t stand him at all. he was the complete opposite of nico, and you couldn’t understand how nico could tolerate him. euijoo’s bubbly, overly calm personality made you want to roll your eyes. his kindness felt so fake, and everyone sensed your annoyance. 

from behind the cash register, nico watched you and euijoo, clearly catching on to the argument forming between you two.

“oh my god, that’s not even how you do it! do you even listen to what i say?” you snapped, unable to hold back your irritation. euijoo shook his head, towering over you like he was trying to intimidate you. the boy’s sweet face couldn’t ever intimidate anyone. 

“how do you expect me to know anything when all you do is say backhanded shit?” euijoo replied, his palm pressed to his forehead. nico stayed frozen at the cash register, eyes narrowing as he tried to figure out how this whole thing spiraled so quickly.

“what do you want me to say? that you’re doing good? because you aren’t!” you voice was low, but the tension was thick enough for customers to glance over. everyone was able to sense that something was off between you two, even if they couldn’t hear the fight.

“okay, if i’m so terrible, why haven’t i been fired? why’d they even hire me?” euijoo answered, confusion and hurt mixing in his voice. you couldn’t believe this guy thought there was a chance he was as good as nico had claimed. 

you rolled your eyes for what felt like the hundredth time. “you think i want you here? the only reason you got hired is because nico wouldn’t shut up about. we don’t want you here,” you spat, leaving the bins the same mess euijoo had to organize, proving your point that he didn’t have high effort.

weeks dragged on, and it felt like you were living in a nightmare with all the arguments between you and euijoo at the store. every time soobin dropped another complaint about how useless euijoo was, it made you want to quit. 

the more euijoo hung around, the closer he got to nico, and it drove you insane. you had to admit you couldn’t train euijoo anymore, so off he went, clinging to nico while you were fueled with anger and jealousy. every day, you’d see them cracking up together while stocking or organizing racks, and it felt like a bullet to your skull. nico had never laughed like that with you. not once. it was like every giggle pulled him further from you, and honestly, it hurt more than any other heartbreak. 

it then hit a new low. nico began apologizing like it was a habit, saying he couldn’t see you after class because “euijoo needed him”. what a joke. it was like euijoo couldn’t function without nico. fridays then turned into “boys' day,” and suddenly he just had no time for you. you had plans for his sister’s birthday, a family dinner. it was a chance to finally be with nico without euijoo, and somehow, euijoo forced his way into that too. you couldn’t take it anymore, euijoo third wheeling you two, so you canceled. nico didn’t even ask you why; it was like he didn’t even care. you felt him slipping more and more, and you could think was that this was all euijoo’s fault.

the jealousy was familiar, like it was something you were used to. remembering the girl who confessed to nico. you couldn’t shake that memory from your head. when you found out, it felt like he ripped out your heart and tossed it into a blender. you called him over after maki told you, desperate to know what he said. you were determined: she couldn’t have him. later that night, you were a mess. you cried to nico all night, spilling everything you felt—confused, frustrated, and scared. it was like you were going in a nonstop circle to purposefully feel the nausea and dizziness. you didn’t know what was wrong with you that night; you did things you swore you’d never do before that day. all you knew was that you needed nico to see you like this, vulnerable for him. you needed a reaction out of him. 

you laid in nico’s bed, your head resting on his chest, feeling safe and warm, yet there was this pit in your stomach. it was the first time you had come over since euijoo moved in, and things felt out of place. you weren’t sure if anyone was home, but honestly, you didn’t care at all; being close to nico was all that mattered.

nico shifted beneath you, propping himself on his elbows, looking at you with that serious expression you’d only seen a few times. it made your heart race. “hey, can we talk?” he mumbled, and you nodded, forcing a soft smile even though you could feel something wasn’t right. you wanted to ignore whatever you gut was feeling and enjoy the time the two of you finally had. 

“i’m.. i’m gonna be gone for a bit,” he finally blurted out, his eyes searching your as he was trying to find the right words. your heart sank, and suddenly the room felt heavy. “me and euijoo, we’re going to hawaii for a bit,” he added, his tone so casual like this wasn’t breaking you apart.

you went completely still, like a wave had crashed over you, making it hard to breathe. nico noticed the tears welling in your eyes and brushed a stray strand of hair behind your ear, his touch both soothing and infuriating. he knew exactly how you’d react, and that’s why he had hesitated to say anything. but his trip being in just a few days, he could keep it from you any longer; it hurt him, but he knew how possessive you’d be if you knew. 

“you’re leaving me?” you barely whispered, your voice cracking as a single tear rolled down your cheek. nico’s thumb brushed against it, gentle, but he shook his head, eyes wide with concern. you couldn’t help but look down at his lap, feeling everything slip away.

“no, no y/n,” he reassured you, almost a plea, like he wanted to take his words back. his lips were pressed together, holding back all the things he didn’t want to say. “it’s just like when i go on trips with maki’s family,” he added, inching closer. but instead of feeling comforted, you inched back, feeling his hand slide away from your cheek. you were sabotaging the moment for no reason. 

“no… you’re leaving me, nico,” you shook your head, a knot forming in your stomach. deep down, you knew this was coming; you just got way too comfortable in his arms.

“it’s just a short trip, y/n,” he sighed, his hand landing softly on your thigh, trying to comfort you the only way he knew how. he knew you needed touch, but his touch set off the tears again, and before you knew it, you were crying on his bed. 

nico wrapped his arms around you, his hold soft and unsure, like he was trying to hold you together. your sobs echoed through his closed bedroom door; outside, only fuma was home, and he had a pretty good idea of what was going down again. it was a pattern, something everyone had recognized but couldn’t escape. 

“i don’t want you to be sad, y/n,” he murmured quietly, rubbing your back in gentle circles. as nice as it felt, it didn’t shake your doubts of him and euijoo away. leaning your head on his chest, you curled up closer to him. usually, having you this close was normal, but somehow tonight it felt different—more intense.

you nodded weakly, your throat tight, holding back words running through your head and stuck somewhere in your chest. you were scared of saying too much; it might push him away even more. so, all you could manage was a quiet sniffle as you leaned closer to his embrace.

⧽ hellooooo!!!!!!!!!!! wow this chapter was kinda hard to write because i feel ike im not conveying the reader’s obsession well enough im sorry 😭😭💔 fuma is a #Hater and there will be more of that soon 🤫🤫.. NICHOJOO HAWAII TRIP MENTIONED ofc i had to add it to the plot its not nichojoo without that honeymoon anyways, I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS CHAPTER! def on the more sensitive topics this chapter but its all needed and will be mentioned later on🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

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BONUS FOOTAGE ?!

Ooh would you look at that, I actually followed up on a part 2 !

Part 2 to this btw

I had fun w/ this one because it was like a game of drop the bomb every few sentences.

I'll add the image and tags later, I'm still at school huhuu

"Thank you so much for letting me stay here," were the first words to come tumbling out of your mouth. Repeatedly.

Fortunately for Zayne, he was a master of operating under high-stress situations. You had texted him just as he was taking a break between his work, a rare enough occurence. Made rarer when he had been doomscrolling of all things on his phone when your message popped up.

And you didn't know which God you pleased enough in this life or the last, because after you finished sobbing your eyes red in your car, you checkes your phone ans there it was. His name and the most welcoming words in that moment:

ZAYNE : Of course. I'll be home soon and get you situated.

If you hadn't already been crying, you definitely would've started right then and there.

The second you stepped into that familiar house, Zayne wasted no time. He didn't bother with an interrogation, simply taking your things and carrying them up to the guest room right across his own. He was even talking to you, or rather trying. What, with you still stewing in your own goulash of complicated emotions.

Frankly, you didn't want to think any further about your ex-fiancé until Zayne inevitably began asking questions.

"I told you before, it isn't a problem. You don't have to act like you haven't slept here before," Zayne replied, taking the time to do a sweep of the room. It's clear it hadn't been used in a while. Whether by you or anyone else.

"It's been years, Zayne," you remind him, and he took special care to not let out a scathing "and who's fault is that?"

This wasn't the time to bring up old grievances.

Nope. Instead, he turned back to you, now taking extra care to restrain himself from asking why your eyes were so puffy and red. He knew you well enough that questioning you now won't do any good, and he wasn't looking to add on to whatever happened. No matter how badly he wanted to start asking questions.

He'll question you over dinner, of course. Like a gentleman.

"And I've also told you numerous times before you're always welcome here," he reiterated. "Now, you can rest here or do whatever until dinner. I'll be in my office."

"You're home unusually early," you comment, mentally recounting the days since you last saw Zayne this month, which was his rare day-off.

"I wasn't meant to be at the hospital, but I rushed over and decided to attend to other matters. You're fortunate in that regard I suppose." he answers your unspoken question, even jabbing your forehead enough to annoy you, which was. . . rare. "Don't go making a mess."

"I'm not a kid anymore!" you called after him as he left the room.

Once the silence became your only company again, you found it hard to not think about it now. Even in this house, Caleb's influence was still so seen. In the pictures Zayne had scattered about his home. Whether it was important memories, his parents, or the most apparent; the four of you altogether.

Not too long ago, you remembered Zayne also being the one Caleb turned when you had a spat.

You wonder if he ever confided in his feelings for her in your bestfriend.

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Every staff member at Big Suki café has a reason to come to work every day…except for y/n. That is until a new, handsome face amongst the regulars appears one day, leading her to almost beg for shifts just to catch a glimpse of him once again.

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