I reblogged her late last year and my 2024 has been very satisfying work-wise and (secure enough to not stress out) money-wise so far. Money Snake is wise and good.
I'll throw a request your way. How about a embarassed Gladion asking his bf to mend his clothes after type null training.
Stitches of Love
Pairing: Gladion x m!reader
Words:
Warnings: maybe a bit ooc, and just cute fluff<3
A/N: so... it's really been a while🧍🏻♀️ actually sorry for that :(( hopefully I'm back but I'll post slower than before! At least until I finish with all the requests
Also I was thinking of changing my writing style a bit, so I tried with this one!! Hope it's good enough :)
The Alolan sun was setting, painting the sky in vibrant hues of orange and pink. m/n was lounging on the couch in their shared apartment, scrolling through his phone when he heard the familiar sound of the front door opening.
"I'm back," Gladion's voice called out, sounding a bit more hesitant than usual.
m/n looked up, a smile already forming on his face. "Welcome home! How was training with-" His words trailed off as he took in the sight of his boyfriend.
Gladion stood in the doorway, his cheeks flushed a deep red that had nothing to do with the warm Alolan weather. His usual black outfit was in tatters, with several large tears across his jacket and pants. His blonde hair was disheveled, sticking up in even more directions than usual.
"What happened?" m/n asked, jumping to his feet in concern.
Gladion averted his gaze, his blush deepening. "Type: Null got a bit... overenthusiastic during training today."
m/n crossed the room, reaching out to inspect the damage. Gladion flinched slightly but didn't pull away as m/n's fingers grazed the torn fabric of his jacket.
"Are you hurt?" m/n asked, his eyes scanning for any signs of injury.
Gladion shook his head. "No, I'm fine. Type: Null would never actually harm me. It's just..." He gestured vaguely at his tattered clothes, his embarrassment palpable.
m/n couldn't help but chuckle softly. "Well, I'm glad you're okay. But your outfit has definitely seen better days."
Gladion groaned, running a hand through his messy hair. "I know. It's ridiculous. I should be able to control my own Pokémon better than this."
m/n placed a comforting hand on his arm. "Hey, don't be so hard on yourself. Type: Null is a powerful and unique Pokémon. It's natural for training to be challenging sometimes."
Gladion gave him a small, grateful smile, but m/n could still see the frustration in his green eyes.
"Thanks," Gladion murmured. Then, hesitantly, he added, "I, uh... I was wondering if you could help me with something."
m/n raised an eyebrow, intrigued. It wasn't often that Gladion asked for help. "Of course. What do you need?"
Gladion fidgeted with the hem of his torn jacket, avoiding m/n's gaze. "I was hoping... maybe you could help me mend these clothes? I know it's a lot to ask, but I don't really have any other options right now, and I can't exactly go out like this..."
m/n's heart swelled with affection. Gladion, always so independent and proud, was asking for his help. He knew how much it must have cost him to do so.
"I'd be happy to help," m/n said warmly. "Why don't you go take a shower and relax? I'll see what I can do with your clothes."
Relief washed over Gladion's face. "Thank you," he said softly, leaning in to press a quick kiss to m/n's cheek before disappearing into the bathroom.
As the sound of running water filled the apartment, m/n gathered his sewing supplies and set to work. The damage was extensive, but not irreparable. He carefully stitched up the tears, his fingers moving deftly as he thought about his boyfriend.
Gladion had come so far since they first met. Back then, he had been closed off, wary of forming any connections. But slowly, patiently, m/n had earned his trust. He had seen the kind, passionate person beneath Gladion's tough exterior. And now, here they were, sharing a life together.
The bathroom door opened, and Gladion emerged, a towel wrapped around his waist. His hair was damp, falling softly around his face without its usual styling. m/n couldn't help but admire the lean muscles of Gladion's chest and arms, a testament to his dedication to training.
"How's it going?" Gladion asked, peering over (m/n)'s shoulder at his handiwork.
"Almost done," m/n replied, tying off the last stitch. "They won't be perfect, but they should hold up until we can get you some new clothes."
Gladion took the mended outfit, examining m/n's work with a critical eye. "This is... really good," he said, sounding impressed. "Where did you learn to sew like this?"
m/n shrugged, a bit embarrassed by the praise. "Just picked it up here and there. It comes in handy sometimes."
Gladion slipped on the repaired clothes, adjusting them slightly. They fit well, the stitches barely noticeable unless you knew where to look.
"Thank you," he said again, his voice soft and sincere. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
m/n stood up, wrapping his arms around Gladion's waist. "Probably walk around in tattered clothes," he teased gently.
Gladion laughed, a rare, unguarded sound that never failed to make m/n's heart skip a beat. "Probably," he agreed, pulling m/n closer.
m/n leaned into Gladion's embrace, breathing in the clean scent of his shower gel mixed with something that was uniquely Gladion. "You know," he murmured, "you don't have to be embarrassed about asking for help. Not with me."
Gladion was quiet for a moment, his arms tightening around m/n. "I know," he said finally. "It's just... not easy for me. But I'm trying."
m/n pulled back slightly to meet Gladion's gaze, seeing the vulnerability in those green eyes that he rarely allowed anyone to see. "That's all I ask," m/n said, reaching up to brush a strand of damp hair from Gladion's forehead. "I love you, Gladion. All of you – the strong trainer, the dedicated brother, and yes, even the guy who sometimes needs help mending his clothes after a tough training session."
A smile tugged at the corners of Gladion's mouth, soft and genuine. "I love you too," he whispered, leaning in to capture m/n's lips in a tender kiss.
As m/n melted into the kiss, he knew that no matter what challenges came their way – be it difficult Pokémon training or torn clothes – he and Gladion would face them together. And really, that was all that mattered.
summary: when you ask about your boyfriend's home, you get more than you bargained for; but considering it's him, you don't mind, right?
pairing: jade x gn! reader
warnings: fluff, a little suggestive, nonsexual nudity; i’m suffering from a serious case of eel on the brain so you must suffer with me; can’t stop thinking about bioluminescent eel brothers and just mixed that in with jade’s ceremonial robes home screen lines
twisted wonderland masterlist
“I’m captivated by the human custom of changing clothes to suit the occasion,” Jade hummed as deft fingers tied your previously crooked tie and then straightened out the collar of your uniform shirt. “It reminds me of fish who change their scales to match their environment.”
“That sounds like an interesting ability to have,” you chuckled as you combed the long black strand of hair behind his ear, mesmerised by the way the ambient light of the nearly empty Mostro Lounge reflected in his heterochromic eyes. Even with him sitting down and you standing between his legs, he was tall enough to where you were nearly on eye-level. “I’ve never really thought about it, but I guess mers don’t really wear clothes then?”
“It depends on the mer, really, though accessorising is far more common than what you humans would consider clothes. Those in brighter waters seem to enjoy bejewelling themselves for outings, though it doesn’t serve much of a purpose in the deep.” Jade smiled, though this smile lacked the usual nerve-wrecking edge it held when others were around. When he was satisfied with his work, his hands slid down to rest on your waist.
“On top of having to learn how to walk, having to wear all these layers of clothing must have felt really restricting,” you said, your hand mapping the path from his jaw down to his shoulder to play with the lapels of his blazer. “Though I have to say, you do look very good in your school uniform.”
“Fufu, you flatter me, my pearl,” the merman chuckled. “Even so, you look much more lovely in anything you wear. I’m still not accustomed to clothes with excess fabric. My people aren’t like aquarium fish with their long tail fins, after all.”
“I’m still in awe you managed to pull off this transformation of body and habitat so gracefully,” you thought out loud. “If my living conditions changed so drastically, I would’ve felt like a fish out of water… Quite literally, I guess.”
“Admittedly, those first months were rather rough, that’s true. But the world above the Coral Sea holds so many new experiences, I do not regret my decision.” His hands gently squeezed your sides at that, his eyes never leaving yours. Faintly you wondered whether his people could enrapture humans with just their gaze or if it was your own heart which rendered you defenceless against him.
“I’m also glad you came here, Jade,” you confessed, voice coming out barely above a whisper. This time you couldn’t stop your palms from cupping his cheeks between them as he brought you just close enough to where Azul couldn’t reprimand him for indecency. “Would you mind telling me more about the differences you experienced? I want to learn more about your home, too.”
“Gladly,” the moray smiled at you and it warmed your heart despite the hint of sharp teeth showing through. “Let’s see… Ah, I enjoy looking up at the stars, especially when out in the mountains. It’s a very different feeling than from the ocean and it makes me forget the passage of time, even though I have no particular interest in astrology.”
“Sounds like a date in the making, if you ask me,” you grinned knowingly. Every so often, Jade pestered you into switching clubs to the mountain lovers club and while you had yet to relent, you did join him on hikes frequently.
“I will hold you to that,” he promised, eyes crinkling at the edges as if he had gotten just what he wanted. Knowing him, he probably had been gunning for exactly that without you noticing. “Now then, what else did I find astounding when I first came here? Most of it are probably minor things to you, like sneezing, cracking your joints or getting a sunburn. Still hearing the first two was very alarming initially. Azul and I thought Floyd had broken a bone.”
“To be fair, sometimes it does sound like something went incredibly wrong when someone cracks their spine or neck,” you shuddered, reminded of the sounds Ace and Deuce had produced in the past which had you halfway to the nurses office already. “A sunburn must have been a nasty surprise though.”
“That it was,” Jade sighed. “There’s hardly anything worse than drying out for a merman, so we didn’t spend much time in the sun anyway. But to learn that a human’s skin is so easily burned by something they need for their health… Speaking of sunlight, considering it does not reach the depths of my home, everything seemed excessively bright up here too in the beginning.”
“Woah, maybe I underestimated how cold and dark your home is, by my standards at least. Like, no sunlight at all? I’d probably freeze,” you laughed, goosebumps forming under your blazer and shirt at the mere thought.
“Hm, I guess it must seem so to you. When I first learnt about the summer temperatures at land I also thought it wouldn’t be bearable,” Jade chuckled, a spark of mischief in his eyes that you couldn’t place yet. “But an environment devoid of light gives way to many new possibilities in which life can evolve. Sure, you have to always be on guard for what’s lurking around the next corner but you also get to appreciate the colourful glow of bioluminescent fish and plants.”
“The first part sounds terrifying, to be quite honest.” You knew he only ever brought these things up to get a reaction out of you but you still wondered what his life was like to be able to say it with such a calm expression. Instead, you chose to focus on something more pleasant. “Though the bioluminescence sounds beautiful. Back home there were beaches where algae turned the sand and waves a fluorescent blue, so I wonder what it would look like underwater.”
“Would you like to see?” Jade asked, one hand sneaking from your waist to intertwine his fingers with yours. Anticipation was almost tangible in the air, yet you couldn’t figure out why for the life you. So despite the hairs on your neck standing on end, you nodded. Immediately, Jade had risen to his full height and was pulling you along through Octavinelle’s winding hallways.
“Jade! Where are we going?” You laughed, not expecting the sudden switch up. Though that was probably on you; despite hiding it much better than his brother, Jade still tended to do only what was fun to him.
“Oh, you’ll see,” your boyfriend smiled conspiratorially over his shoulder, eyes twinkling like a kid’s on Christmas. He was seriously cute when he got excited about something, even if it meant finding yourself at the end of his teasing more often than not. Considering he was very fond of growing all sorts of things in his terrariums, perhaps he had managed to raise some sort of luminescent plant and this was a ploy for him to gush about his terrariums?
Confusion set in once more, however, when you walked in a different direction than his room. Sure, you didn’t know the structure of Octavinelle all too well but you’d think you’d find the one room you had visited most in the dorm. Wracking your brain in order to figure out what was happening in his, you almost bumped into the moray as he came to a halt in front of one of the many doors. You had never been here before, so you braced yourself for any- and everything as he twisted the doorknob.
The first thing you noticed was the smell of salt and the humidity in the air. Then you noted how you couldn’t see anything in the pitch black darkness. As if he heard your thoughts, a small, dim light flickered on above, revealing tiled floors leading up to a large pool. Of course Octavinelle would have a pool of this size.
Following Jade to the edge of the pool, you peered into the water to find only your reflection staring back at you from the water, the lack of light turning it from clear to near intransparent.
“Seems kinda of irresponsible to cultivate plants or fish in a school swimming pool, don’t you think?” You voiced your doubts as you remembered why you came here in the first place. “How deep is this thing anyway? I can’t see anything in there.”
“Who said anything about fish or plants?” Jade’s chuckle reverberated around the room from behind you and when you turned to see what was so funny, you saw him neatly folding his uniform blazer before starting to unbutton his shirt.
“Wait, hold on.” You held up your hands as you tried putting one and one together, just to end up at three. “Not that I particularly mind where this is going but what’s happening right now?”
There was a shit-eating grin stretching across Jade’s lips and revealing his sharp teeth as he shrugged off his shirt, sauntering over to where you were standing as he slipped his gloves off.
“Didn’t you say you wanted to see bioluminescence for yourself?” At his newfound proximity, you quickly averted your eyes from his swimmer’s body, to feign at least some form of decency, which seemed to amuse him even more. “Have I never told you that my people possess a form of bioluminescence ourselves?”
“You conveniently forgot to mention that.”
“An oversight on my part, my apologies,” Jade hummed, a hand placed over his heart, sounding not sorry at all.
“That aside, it’s not like I brought any swimwear,” you sighed, looking at his eyes and decidedly nowhere else. “Nor can I breathe or open my eyes in saltwater.”
Out of thin air, seemingly, Jade procured a small phial of shimmering liquid; the same one Azul had given to you when you went to the Coral Sea. At his unreadable smile, you raised an eyebrow but nonetheless took the potion from him. “How much of this did you plan out?”
“Fufu, do you really think I would carefully steer a conversation a certain way just to give me an excuse to bring you here?” When your answer was a resounding ‘yes’, he grinned even wider. “I see, this is the impression you have of me.”
“Also, this still doesn’t solve our first predicament,” you reminded him, yet already finding your resolve to deny him weakening. Damn the effect he had on you.
“I can’t see the predicament you speak of at all,” Jade mused, hands landing on your hips again as his fingers pinched the fabric of your uniform. “Perhaps this is a good chance for you to experience how a merperson would feel, swimming freely without any restrictive layers. You were so eager to learn earlier.”
“Jade Leech, are you suggesting I go skinny dipping in a public college pool?” You only received a closed-eye smile as a response as his hands tugged more of your shirt out of your pants. “I can’t believe you. And I can’t believe myself for going along with this…”
The vice housewarden was more than okay with undoing his former handiwork and helping you out of your tie, blazer and shirt. When it was time to remove the rest of your clothes, he left you to your own devices to do the same. For a second you contemplated leaving on your underwear but decided against it at the thought of having to walk back to your dorm with it either soaked or missing.
A splash behind you drew your attention as you draped your last article of clothing over the back of a chair you had found and you chugged down the potion, then ambled over to the pool’s edge again. Dipping your toes in, you breathed a sigh of relief when the water wasn’t too frigid, yet still settled for sitting down and hanging your legs in first.
After a minute or so of acclimating to the temperature, you wondered where your boyfriend had gone, unable to see anything in the dark water. Just then, a cold hand wrapped around your ankle. Despite knowing what -or rather who- it was, you still jerked your leg upwards, but it wasn’t like you got very far, Jade’s strength keeping you exactly where you were. A pair of mismatched eyes stared at you from right under the surface before Jade’s head emerged and broke through the water’s surface.
“Looks like I caught myself a pearl,” he mused before gliding his webbed fingers up your bare claves, sending a jolt up your spine, but not from the coldness. Crossing his arms over your knees, he laid his head down on them so he could look at you properly, his bare chest resting against your legs. If it weren’t for the long shadow of his tail moving right under the water’s surface, he would have reminded you of an overgrown housecat.
“Oh no, whatever shall I do now?” You played along, running your hand through his wet, teal hair and gently caressing the fins where his ears would be. Sighing under your touch, his long nails absentmindedly traced over your thighs, careful not to hurt you. “Please don’t eat me.”
Cracking his left eye open at your teasing, he pressed a lingering kiss above your knee, his teeth lightly gracing the skin there as he pulled away. Definitely not enough to hurt in any way, but enough to remind you of the danger he could pose; a notion that sent adrenaline racing through your body for all the wrong reasons. He winked at you, maybe as a promise for later. “We’ll see about that.”
As he parted from you, he pushed himself up in a display of awe-inspiring core strength and pulled you against him by your waist and thighs, taking you with him as he slowly sank under the surface again. Your hands tried finding purchase on his shoulders, yet continued to slip over the slick covering his skin. Jade, however, had no difficulties holding on to you.
On instinct you had closed your eyes and held your breath as you submerged but the careful caress of a thumb over your cheekbone prompted you to open them and take a tentative lungful of air. Just as back in the Coral Sea, the sensation was weird and unfamiliar but you didn’t drown, which you noted down as a pro.
Whatever you wanted to say died on your tongue as you looked at Jade. Bright spots glowed on his chest and the stripes running over his ribs glowed in an equally stunning teal. Backing up so he was a good arm’s length away, you studied the rest of him, finding that the stripes over his hips as well as clusters of spots on his arms and fins all seemed to be luminescent.
“You’re so beautiful,” you whispered, more to yourself than to him, yet he still pulled you flush against his torso again. Without much hesitation you started tracing the constellations you could reach. “They’re like stars.”
The moray was glad you couldn’t see his face from your position for an uncharacteristically genuine expression of shock decorated his face. Nobody back at home had ever complimented him so genuinely without any ulterior motives. Yes, he had been the one who instigated this little stunt but he hadn’t factored in that you always managed to tug on his heartstrings in the end. At first, he had been a little wary, wondering what you thought about his merform, especially after he had chased you around the sea like this before, but he realised he shouldn’t have worried.
“And you flatter me yet again,” he chuckled instead, tone and expression back to his usual show of amusement. Still, he looped his long tail around your middle once as his hands wandered over your curves and stroked along your skin that was so much more delicate compared to his. “Should I perhaps be wary that you are lowering my defences for nefarious reasons?”
“Ah and here I was hoping you wouldn't notice,” you sighed, fingertips brushing over the bright spots littering his tail as you held his gaze, his yellow eye almost glowing against the darkness that surrounded you. “Despite all the warnings I’ve intended to steal from you. This, to be precise.”
Maybe it was the fact it was just the two of you down here and the rest of the world was forgotten, that drove you to be so straightforward and sappy. But the rhythmic beating of his heart underneath your palm dispelled any feelings of shyness or awkwardness at the -frankly cliché- confession of affection.
Not that Jade seemed to mind either. Before you caught up to what was happening he closed the gap between you and pressed his lips against yours. Perhaps taking the potion earlier was inconsequential after all as Jade moved with the intention of robbing you of all air anyway, the webbed fingers on the back of your head keeping you exactly where he wanted you. You cursed your lungs for burning with the need for oxygen, never having yearned for gills as much as in this moment, if it meant you could keep kissing him for just a second longer. Before he parted from you completely he bit down on your bottom lip, not enough to draw blood but just so to leave it tingling from his attention.
“What a silly little darling,” Jade mused, tracing the shallow indents of his teeth with the pad of his thumb as he drank up the expression on your face. The coil of his tail around you grew just a tad tighter, yet still careful not to hurt you, as a sudden wave of possessiveness washed over him. “Everybody knows you can’t steal what’s already yours.”
It's a phone otome game! Basically you take the role of someone who suddenly appears in a world named Bound Arlyn, which seems to be at the brink of destruction. You end up enrolled at a magic academy as an exchange student.
The theme of the game mixes magic/sorcerers with school life and of course it has romance.
In this game you have 5 "love interests" and they're all fellow students from the academy.
Aside from the main story, the game emulates a phone, where you can call and message the characters. You also have to collect cards for the different characters and level them up in order to go trough the main story. For the rarer cards, they have their own individual stories you can also play!! For reference, this is similar to the game Obey Me (idk if you know it!!)
Hope my explanation was good enough and I didn't leave anything behind bc it's been a while since I've last played🥹 bud glad you asked!!
heya! I noticed you do black butler x reader and was wondering if you would make some Prince soma x reader headcanons pls and thank u!
Prince Soma x reader headcannons
Pairing: Prince Soma x gn!reader
Words: 293
Warnings: none
Soma is initially drawn to your kindness and compassion, which stands out amidst the darkness of the world.
Despite your differences in upbringing and culture, you both bond over shared experiences of loneliness and the desire for genuine connection.
You introduce Soma to new foods and customs from your own culture, sparking his curiosity and widening his perspective on the world.
Soma becomes fiercely protective of you, often stepping in to defend you from any threats or danger that may arise.
Your relationship is built on mutual respect and understanding, with Soma learning to appreciate the your strengths and unique qualities.
Despite occasional disagreements, you both always find a way to reconcile and grow stronger together.
Soma's playful nature brings out your lighter side, and you share many lighthearted moments together, filled with laughter and joy.
He showers you with affectionate gestures and surprises, from handpicked flowers to impromptu picnics in the palace gardens.
Your unwavering loyalty and support inspire Soma to strive for greatness, pushing him to overcome obstacles and fulfill his royal duties with determination.
Soma enjoys teasing you with playful nicknames and inside jokes, creating a strong sense of intimacy and camaraderie between you.
Your presence brings out his softer side, allowing him to express vulnerability and share his deepest fears and dreams.
You share a love for adventure, often embarking on spontaneous outings and exploring new places together, creating cherished memories along the way.
Despite his royal obligations, Soma and you make time for quiet moments of intimacy and reflection, cherishing each other's company above all else.
Soma and you find solace in each other's arms, finding comfort and strength in the knowledge that you are always there for one another, no matter what challenges you may face.
Can i request a Doyoung x male reader where Doyoung just figured out why he wanted to take care of m/r? (He's in love!) Doyoung then suddenly blurts out that he likes M/r and then m/r teases Doyoung but reveals that he likes Doyoung too
Day Dream
Kim Doyoung x Male Reader
Doyoung wipes the corner of your mouth with his thumb, pulling away from you as you sat stunned. The table is silent, unmoving as you look up towards Doyoung. To him it’s another gesture he’s grown accustomed to doing.
It comes natural to him—watching over you. Combing your stray hairs with his fingers—fixing the sleeves of your shirt so they don’t get too long—sending food back if it’s not exactly the way you wanted. He doesn’t quite understand why he’s so drawn to you, why he feels like he needs to take care of you no matter who he was in front of. It’s just so easy to him. So easy that he doesn’t feel the burning gaze he gets from you—or the rest of the members that sit right next to the two of you.
He can’t help but watch you with soft eyes and a crooked smile, smitten with the way that you wave your arms as you continue exchanging stories with his members. He has his chin in the palm of his hand, staring at the side of your face when it finally happens. Where he finally feels the world go mute—muffled in his ears as he’s sitting stiff, with his back to the chair. There’s a light that shines from behind you, and he swears he can hear faint fireworks go off as the revelation finally seems to make sense. It’s as clear as day in his head. With big bold lettering.
He loves you—no—he’s in love with you.
Before he knows it he’s pulled into reality again—the buzz of everyone’s conversations heavy on his ears. He allows himself to slouch, biting his lip as he discretely looks around the table to make sure no one noticed how he seemingly disappeared from everyone’s conversations. With a sigh of relief, Doyoung stands up from his chair, knees weak when he feels all eyes on him.
“I just need a breather—too many people in here. I’ll just be quick.” It’s enough to convince everyone else that he’s okay but you know Doyoung. You know he’s biting the inside of his cheek to refrain from smoking out in public. You know his long fingers will be scratching at the sides of his denim pants as he stands outside—in the cold. You excuse yourself from the table as well, grabbing the sweater you placed on the back of your chair before following the path that Doyoung took just a few seconds ago.
It doesn’t take long for you to spot him—the fluffy head of hair illuminated by the street lamp just above him. You try to be as quiet as you can, making your presence known only when you place your jacket on his shoulders, popping up from behind him. When he turns to you his mouth is open—like he was going to tell you off—but he can’t. Instead he lowers his gaze—and his guard.
“(Y/n).” You offer him a smile, one that you feel reaches your eyes and wrinkles your nose. One that is strictly designated towards Doyoung. “I lo—like. I like you.” Doyoung wishes that the sidewalk would suddenly sink and swallow him whole. He was not planning on confessing anytime soon. The thought was just consuming him, repeating itself in his head a hundred times as soon as he laid his eyes on you. He wanted to wait a month—see if you reciprocated his feelings. But now he is stuck—stuck outside watching as your mouth falls open in disbelief. He wishes he stayed inside.
“Doyoungie… likes me.” You tease him a little, chuckling in pure shock as he stands stiff, holding his ground. “My awkward and introverted Doyoung.” You grab him by his belt loops, pulling him close to you so you’re standing with your chests pressed together. It’s intimate—a little risky as the two of you stand directly under the street lamp right outside the restaurant. You ignore the nagging feeling of being more careful, looking up as Doyoung tucks his bottom lip under his white teeth. “I like you too.”
hey could I request a similar style post as your “how would dating mingi be like?” but with Jongho? Preferably with a male reader in mind if that’s important
thanks in advance 🩶
How would dating Jongho be like?
Pairing: Jongho x gn!reader
Words: 483
Warnings: none!!
A/N: hi anon! I didn't come up with specific scenarios for a male reader sorry :(( I did it with a neutral reader in mind, but the only pronoun used is 'you' !!
Jongho loves to surprise you with spontaneous singing sessions. Whether it's a private concert or a karaoke date, he enjoys sharing his passion with you during your time together.
When you are in private, Jongho is a big fan of cuddling. He loves to wrap his arms around you and hold you close, finding comfort in your presence. His warmth and affection make cuddle sessions with him the ultimate cozy experience.
He's incredibly supportive of your dreams and aspirations. Whether it's cheering you on from the sidelines or offering words of encouragement, he's always there to lift you up and help you chase your goals.
Jongho is thoughtful when it comes to expressing his love. From leaving little love notes around the house to surprising his partner with meaningful gifts, he always finds ways to show how much they mean to him.
He's also a great listener and loves having deep conversations with you late into the night. Whether you’re discussing your dreams, fears, or simply sharing your thoughts and feelings, he treasures these intimate moments of connection.
Jongho is incredibly gentle and tender with you, always making sure you feel loved and cherished. Whether it's holding hands, brushing away stray hair, or leaving soft kisses on your forehead, mostly when you both are alone, he's attentive to your needs and desires.
Despite his busy schedule, Jongho always makes time for you. Whether it's sending sweet messages during breaks or video calling late at night, he ensures that you feel loved and supported even when he's away on tour or filming.
As his partner, you understand and respect his passion for music and idol activities. You attend ATEEZ's performances whenever possible, cheering him on from the audience and celebrating his successes.
Communication is key in Jongho's relationship. You both openly discuss your feelings, concerns, and expectations, ensuring that you’re always on the same page despite the challenges of his idol career.
Jongho loves surprising youwith unexpected visits whenever his schedule allows. It could be showing up at your doorstep after a long day, he enjoys making spontaneous gestures to brighten your day.
While Jongho is dedicated to his career as an idol, he also prioritizes his relationship with you. He finds a balance between his work commitments and spending quality time with you, making sure neither aspect of his life feels neglected.
As his partner, you’re an integral part of his support system. You understand the demands of his idol career and offer unwavering encouragement and understanding, standing by his side through the highs and lows of his journey in the entertainment industry.
In your relationship with Jongho, boundaries and needs for personal space are important. This means understanding when the other needs time alone. In Jongho’s case, he understands things like you being unable to join him at idol events, and he always makes sure to prioritize your well-being and comfort.
Howdy! I would like to submit a request with a poly relationship with Mark and Johnny (NCT) along with a FtM reader (can be amab if you’re uncomfortable), just the typical fluff (idol au)
Shared Love
Pairing: Mark x Johnny x m!reader (poly) (could work with FtM too, just he/him pronouns)
Words: 493
Warnings: none! just pure fluff <3
In the cozy confines of their shared apartment, the soft glow of the setting sun cast ethereal hues across the room. NCT's Mark, Johnny, and their bandmate, m/n, were nestled together on the couch, their laughter mingling with the gentle hum of the television.
Mark leaned against Johnny, his body relaxed against his lover's shoulder. Johnny, on the other hand, had his arm protectively around Mark's shoulder. m/n was at the other side, his head resting on Johnny's chest. His fingers traced patterns on Mark's arm, his eyes closed as he listened to the calming rhythm of Johnny's heartbeat.
"I love you guys," Mark whispered softly, his voice like velvet against their skin. Johnny opened his eyes and gazed fondly at his two precious ones. "We love you too, baby," he replied, his voice husky with emotion.
M/n opened his eyes and smiled, his dimples deepening. "You make me the happiest person in the world," he said, his voice as sweet as honey. They fell into a comfortable silence, each lost in their own blissful reverie.
Mark felt an overwhelming sense of contentment wash over him. He had everything he could ever want: the love of his life, the companionship of his best friends, and the unwavering support of his fellow NCT members. He glanced up at Johnny and m/n, their faces illuminated by the soft glow of the setting sun. "I'm so grateful to have you both in my life," he whispered, his voice barely a breath. Johnny nuzzled the top of Mark's head.
"You deserve all the love and happiness in the world," he said, his voice gruff with love. m/n leaned forward and kissed Mark gently on the forehead. "We're so lucky to have you," he murmured, his voice like a soothing lullaby. They spent the rest of the evening cuddled up together, watching movies and sharing secrets until drowsiness crept over them.
One by one, they drifted off to sleep, their hearts filled with an unbreakable bond and an immeasurable love that would forever intertwine their destinies. As the first rays of dawn peeked through the curtains, m/n awoke to the sound of soft snoring beside him. He smiled as he watched Mark and Johnny sleeping peacefully, their bodies curled up together like two halves of a whole.
He knew that whatever challenges life threw their way, they would face them together, as a united front. Their love for each other was an unyielding force that would sustain them through the toughest of times and give them strength to overcome any obstacle. With a newfound sense of purpose, m/n slipped out of bed and went into the kitchen. He wanted to make breakfast for his two beloveds, to show them how much he appreciated their love and support. As he whipped up a fluffy pancake batter, he hummed a cheerful tune, his heart filled with an overwhelming sense of joy and gratitude.
Under the dawning of a pale, overcast sky, Jiwoong's heart throbbed with a mix of trepidation and sorrow. The weight of his secret pressed upon him like a leaden cloak, threatening to suffocate him.
He glanced furtively around the deserted practice room, his anxious eyes searching for any sign of intrusion. His gaze fell upon the crumpled photograph tucked away in the corner of his dance bag. It was a stolen moment captured in time—a tender kiss shared with the one person who made his heart sing. A bittersweet smile crept across Jiwoong's lips as his fingers traced the contours of his lover's face.
"m/n..." he murmured to himself, his voice barely a whisper. "Why can't we love each other?" The harsh reality of their situation gnawed at Jiwoong's soul. As a member of the newly debuted boy group, ZEROBASEONE, their every move was scrutinized by the watchful eyes of the public. The revelation of his past involvement in a BL series had ignited a firestorm of controversy among Korean fans.
Prejudice and intolerance suffocated their love like a venomous serpent. Jiwoong's management, fearing a public backlash, had delivered an ultimatum—end the relationship or face the consequences. The pressure mounted with each passing day, threatening to shatter the fragile bond they had forged.
Jiwoong knew he couldn't risk his career, not after all the blood, sweat, and tears he had poured into his dream. But the thought of losing m/n filled him with an unspeakable anguish. He couldn't bear the pain of watching his beloved slip away into the shadows.
As the sun began its descent, casting long, dreary shadows across the city, Jiwoong made his way to their secret meeting spot—the rooftop of his apartment building. A sense of foreboding washed over him as he opened the door to the place where they had shared so many stolen moments.
M/n was already there, his head buried in his hands. Jiwoong's heart sank as he witnessed the silent despair etched upon his lover's face. He sat down beside Reader, taking his cold hands in his own.
"Jiwoong-ah," M/n whispered brokenly, his voice thick with unshed tears. "I knew this day would come." Jiwoong swallowed hard, fighting back his own tears. "I'm so sorry, m/n. I never wanted to hurt you."
"It's not your fault," M/n replied, his voice barely a whisper. "It's the world's fault. They don't understand us. They don't understand our love." Jiwoong leaned forward and pressed his forehead against m/n's. Their tears mingled as they clung to each other, desperate to savor every remaining moment.
The weight of their forbidden love bore down upon them, crushing their spirits beneath its relentless force. As darkness enveloped the park, Jiwoong and m/n knew their time was running out. With heavy hearts, they exchanged a final kiss, a bittersweet farewell filled with unspoken promises and shattered dreams.
"I'll never forget you," m/n murmured against Jiwoong's lips. "No matter what." And with that, they parted ways, disappearing into the shadows like ships passing in the night. Jiwoong watched as m/n left the rooftop closing the door behind him, a profound sense of loss gnawing at his soul.
In the days and nights that followed, Jiwoong struggled to come to terms with the sacrifice he had made. The cheers of the crowd and the adulation of his fans felt hollow, a cruel reminder of the love he had been forced to forsake.
And m/n? He carried the weight of their shattered dreams with stoic resignation. He continued to perform on stage, his heart filled with a bittersweet longing for the one who had stolen his heart. Their story together had come to an end, but the echoes of their forbidden love would linger in their hearts forever—a poignant reminder of the pain and beauty of a love that was never meant to be.
Request: by @anxiousgoddest "can you make something with pillow fight with Rafayel with some longing, unspoken feelings and timid affection?"
A/N: i'm not replying to your request because i want to keep it in case i'm able to write your other request in the future! I'm still not that deep into his lore (even though Zayne is my favorite) 🥹 still I hope you enjoy this one!
As the evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of orange and pink across the sky, Rafayel's apartment seemed to bask in the warm glow of twilight. He and you had spent the day in a comfortable cocoon of companionship, your interactions marked by shared smiles, gentle touches, and the occasional playful tease. Yet, as the night descended, an electric energy crackled in the air, prompting Rafayel to suggest an impromptu pillow fight.
With a mischievous sparkle in his eyes, Rafayel seized a nearby pillow and launched it at you, a grin tugging at the corners of his lips as laughter bubbled up from deep within his chest. Feathers exploded into the air as you darted and danced around the living room, your movements fluid and graceful, their laughter a symphony of joy.
"Come on, catch me if you can!" Rafayel taunted, his voice filled with playful exuberance as he dodged another playful swing from you.
"You're going down!" you replied with a laugh, your eyes alight with mischief as you lunged forward, pillow in hand.
In the midst of your playful exchange, Rafayel found himself stealing furtive glances at you, his heart swelling with a warmth that transcended the simple joy of the moment. Beneath the surface of your lighthearted banter, he felt a depth of emotion stirring within him, an unspoken longing that begged to be acknowledged.
With each gentle swing of the pillow, Rafayel allowed his fingertips to brush against your skin, a silent caress that spoke volumes of the tenderness he felt in his heart. Your laughter filled the room, mingling with the soft rustle of feathers and the sound of your beating hearts, creating a symphony of love and joy that seemed to echo through the walls.
As the pillow fight drew to a close and the feathers settled around the both of you like a soft, downy snowfall, Rafayel found himself wrapped in the warmth of your embrace. In the quiet intimacy of the moment, he felt a sense of connection that transcended words, a silent understanding that bound you together in a way that words could never express.
And so, as Rafayel and you stood entwined in each other's arms, he knew that your unspoken affections would always serve as a silent bond between you, a testament to the depth of your connection and the power of your love. In that fleeting moment of quiet intimacy, he found solace in the knowledge that your love was as boundless as the universe itself, forever unspoken yet undeniably felt.
