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Requests are open!

a/n: I will continue to add to this list as more ideas come to mind. There are some things i can’t think of right now that I don’t feel comfortable writing

Will not write:

- noncon

- abuse(in a sexual way)

- proships

- Smut (prob wont, idk tho)

Will write:

- fluff/really romantic stuff

-ships

- suggestive

- mostly write for felix but i can write for others

- deep stories and backgrounds with trauma or hardships

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Allergies

⤷ Type: Wild/Tears! Link x gen! Reader

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Genre: fluff

۶ৎ ☁️Synopsis: Although allergic, fairies seem to love you

°˖➴ Warning: none

Zelda’s dragon was currently moving through the sky not too far from where the two of you were currently sleeping at for the night. Link was currently sat at the fire, sat on the soft dirt thinking about ways to complete the next temple. He poked the fire with a stick, his eyes slowly drifting to his glowing arm, Rauru’s arm, the one he had lost only a few weeks ago. Things would be much harder if it weren’t for you, you’d been continuously helpful and supportive. Although, with his quietness, it was hard to express his appreciation.

The night carried on, you across the other side of the fire, sat against a tree falling asleep. Your legs were slightly parted, knees together, arms limp beside you. You breathed quietly. He glanced up at you, admiring the peaceful expression before looking back at his arm. After a few minutes a faint glow caught his attention, he picked his get up and looked forward at you.

Fairies.. slowly floating down and settling over your knees, arms, thighs and some on your head. He’d never seen them do that before.. was there a reason? They fluttered around you, some settled on your boots. One slowly flapped over your face, the faint glow in your eyes made you weakly crack them open. The fairy sat on your nose, you looked at it hazily before taking in a deep breath. The strong urge to sneeze because overwhelming. The sneeze came out hard, you felt your body lift off the ground slightly with the force. “Aughh.. sniff” your tired eyes watched as the fairies scattered from your body.

Link couldn’t help but be fascinated. After all he had to stay completely still to get one, meanwhile they flocked to you willingly. The fairies slowly floated back onto you, going right back to where they were. He heard your tired voice, a tiny okay, just accepting the fact they weren’t going to leave. He made a tiny smile. It was a nice sight, and not because you looked like a highlighter. You eventually fell asleep again, sniffling every now and then. He wondered if you were allergic. Although that thought was cut short when he looked up and saw more fairies in the tree above you. Christmas came early. He collected a lot of fairies that night, beneficial for the road ahead. Plus he got more time to watch you rest peacefully.

That next day, while walking around a particularly murky and foggy forest, the fairies seemed to just follow you around. Of course they’d dispersed when he got too close but, even the great fairy he had visited was surprised to see the school bus of fairies you were hauling. He had a sympathetic smile every time you sneezed, your eyes were slightly irritated and your nose has been running all day. He eventually shoo’d them off, but one day he knows they’ll come back.

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Emotional Comfort

⤷ Type: Aang x Emotional! Reader

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Genre: humor/fluff/comfort

۶ৎ ☁️Synopsis: Aang is very concerned about your emotional well being

°˖➴ Warning: None

It’s been.. well quite a time since you’ve been this emotional. The past few weeks have been exhausting. Aang has been busy doing Avatar duties, and yourself has been dealing with other diplomatic issues. The two began to clash. Time alone together became cut short or simply rare, and your hours of sleep has began to decrease as well.

He’s noticed how exhausted you were, and the loving boyfriend he is, he wanted to stop everything just to hold you and tell you it’d be alright. But there was no time, the anxiety and worry began to eat at him. The boiling point was when you had stopped a crisis between two tribes and got caught in the cross fire. Aang immediately dropped what he was doing in order to go and help you.

It’d been a day and a half since the incident and your body was still worn out. You hadn’t left your quarters in a while, a few members of their respective tribes came to apologize to you, but all messages were taken through Katara. You were— emotionally reactive. And she didn’t want you to feel any worse. Aang landed, sliding down Appa and approaching Katara. “Are.. they okay?”

Katara gave him this unamused look, “Define okay.” Aang gulped at that, “Uhh? Not screaming and crying? Yelling.. or throwing things?” She sighed, put a hand on his shoulder and shook her head. “I’m not sure, she hasn’t come out since it happened, I guess she’s still upset. Just don’t say anything stupid.” He nodded and slowly turned the handle.

The sound made you go rigid. You stayed still while you waited for someone to speak. “Hey.. you okay?” Thats all you needed to hear. You were immediately sat up with tears in your eyes. “Oh honey..” He started walking towards you, but you were quick and already wrapping yourself around his broad shoulders. He nestled his nose into your shoulder, lovingly wrapping his arms around your body and holding you close.

“I’m so tired. I don’t want to keep doing this, i want to go home and be with you.” His heart ached, knowing all this distress was mostly caused from the distance between you two.

“I know honey, we’ll fix it soon..” He tried to be optimistic, to be hopeful. You cried a little harder, fingers dug into his clothes and your ankles crossed over his back. “I’ll stay for a while.” You pulled back and looked at him with a slightly puffy face. “Maybe you should eat something. You look like you haven’t been eating well enough.”

His gentleness made you cry again, he went completely still and brushed some of your hair back. “Are you sure you’re okay? I’m worried.” His big beautiful eyes looked at you with the most honest concern. You told him you were fine but— he knew otherwise.

He stayed, ate dinner with you and even slept with you the whole night! In the morning, Katara made a list of things he and you should get from the market. She wanted the two of you to do an activity together, just you two, alone time. He took the list and rubbed his hand up your back. “Come on, time to wake up. You wanna come with me to the market? It’s okay, i’ll make sure no one comes up to you okay?” You nodded, wiped your face and changed into fresh clothes.

The walk to the market was peaceful, kids playing here and there but nothing too stressful. Whilst picking out melons, he picked up a nice heavy one, filled with water, just the way you liked it. He knew how sweet you like your watermelons. He showed it to you with a pretty smile on his face. Tears immediately built up into your eyes. He didn’t know what to say, stood there trying to calm you down. He realized you were crying because you felt.. overwhelmed by how caring he was being. He had been extremely nice to you, affectionate, and attentive. You hadn’t experienced any of that recently. He smiled at you gently, “Come here dummy.” He smothered you with kisses until you laughed.

“Let’s get this back to Katara okay? I’ll stay for longer this time.” He hugged you close, pressing his cheek against your head and walked all the way back with you. The warmth and comfort that followed for the next few days was well needed, for both of you. You sank into his arms every time, and every time he held you tighter.

a/n: okay i missed him

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Oh Please Don't Take My Sunshine Away

Summary: You and Link had always been close. But recently he's been drifting a bit, and you're worried about him.

Warnings: none

small warning, this is unedited and not beta-read so...

if there are grammatical errors, have mercy on me

if there are any warnings i missed, please tell me

this is legit word vomit, ngl

hope you enjoy tho - Diamond

(work under the cut)

Link had been acting strange recently. Stranger than usual at least. At first, you figured it was just… Link being Link. Maybe he was having a bad week, or a noble had insulted his common origins again, or maybe a knight had badmouthed the princess’ honor. There were so many little explanations for his behavior. 

Yet you couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to it than that. 

Which was ridiculous. If something was bothering Link so terribly, you’d like to believe he’d tell you. Though the more you think about it… and who you’re talking about… Link probably wouldn’t even tell you. Someone he trusted enough to love. 

The idea made your chest hurt, but you couldn’t deny the validity of it. Link has always been horrible at sharing his problems, even with the people who cared about him.

“Link?” You whispered softly, voice echoing through your shared chambers. You received no response. This wasn’t uncommon. Link may not appear as such, but he was a deep thinker. His mind was brilliant, and that brilliance had been what had pulled you in, all those years ago. Being little kids in Mabe Village, running around the ranch. You could vividly remember the childish laughter, and how quickly it turned into hushed whimpers as the others hid from the guards that had come to collect Link. To take him far away from home. 

So far it took you years to finally find him again. Despite his fame as the hero, all you could see is that brilliant young boy with eyes bluer and brighter than the lake that you’d visit with the other ranch residents. 

“Link,” you called again, footsteps echoing alongside your voice as you stepped closer to where he sat on the bed, prepared for what would be a… restful sleep. 

“Starlight,” he finally breathed as you sat next to him, his eyes meeting yours as he was dragged out of the haze he’d been stuck in for the past few days. 

“You’ve been… unwell these past few days, is there something wrong?” You ask, hand brushing over his knuckles as he entwines your fingers together. 

“It’s… nothing you need to worry about, Starlight,” Link assures you, breathing out a sigh as he brings you close, bringing you into his arms. “I’m just worried that the Disaster will come, and we won’t be ready,” Link admits, arms tightening around your shoulders. 

“Sunshine, you’ve been training for this all your life… even if you think you’re not ready yet, well, I know you’re ready for whatever comes your way. Whether it be divine wrath or a man with a pitchfork,” you answer, pressing your forehead to his, hands cupping his cheeks as he stares into your eyes with admiration… and doubt. 

“How can you be so sure?” Link questions, voice soft, eyebrows furrowing.

“Because I know you, Sunshine. You’re someone who never gives up, who never backs down, and has a mind so brilliant, I’m not sure how I got so lucky,” you speak, gently brushing away the mussed up hair from his face. Link smiles lightly, gaze softening as he looks into your eyes, bringing you into a crushing hug. 

“You always know just what to say, dontcha, Starlight?” Link chuckles as you press your face into his shoulder, memorizing his scent and the feeling of his warmth surrounding you. What you couldn’t see was the way his smile falls, the soft look in his eyes replaced by something unreadable. 

— 

“The hero is missing!”

“What?”

“He disappeared!”

“Where could he have gone?”

“Did he abandon us?”

“How could he!”

“That traitor…!”

—

“...Your Highness,” you mumbled. 

“Good evening, dear knight,” she greeted, voice tender, eyes filled with the same warmth you could recall in her gaze every time you had met. “...You heard the news, didn’t you?” Zelda questioned, and your silence told her everything.

“My deepest, sincerest apologies, my dear knight…” Zelda murmurs as she wraps her arms around you, quietly soothing your sobs as the night passes on. 

— 

“Black blooded monsters? That is… quite unusual,” Zelda comments as you bring her news of what your latest travels had uncovered. “Perhaps… he has something to do with this? The same way he had corrupted the Guardians… Do you believe you’ll be able to grant us an audience with one of them? I believe we’ll need to discuss this with them,” Zelda requested, eyebrows furrowed in thought. 

“Of course. I’m sure Nayadra would be more than willing to help,” you nodded, a hand grasping at the strap of your leather bag. 

“I greatly appreciate this, I’ll have to inform the guard to be wary of these monsters. They appear smarter, more powerful compared to the usual monsters we’re accustomed to, no use risking an encounter,” Zelda answered, dismissing you shortly after that. 

Sighing, you wandered away from the castle, heading toward the peaks of Necluda, a place of freezing cold temperatures… and the Guardian of Wisdom’s favorite place to linger. First, however, you wanted something to eat before you hit the road. Cooking on the road may be delicious, and you liked to believe you’d developed some decent cooking skills… nothing could be a local restaurant. Not when it came to the Castletown businesses. 

You found a stand selling some food, and decided that it was best you grab some to-go food instead of dining it. 

“That’ll be 30 rupees,” the shopkeep said as you sighed, digging through your wallet to grab the thirty rupees. It wasn’t expensive per se… but still. You could only hope the food was worth the price. 

Walking to the outskirts of the city, you smiled at the sight of your loftwing peacefully resting near the stables. “Hey girl, ready for a trip to Necluda?” You greeted the bird, who gave a low coo in return, unraveling from her place near the stables. “Thank you for taking care of her,” you bowed to the stablekeep, who waved you and your extra rupees off. 

Once out of the city, you mounted your loftwing, and you suddenly found yourself with a foreboding feeling. 

It was probably nothing. 

—

This is definitely not nothing, you thought as you stood next to the usual spot that the Guardian of Wisdom liked to hang out at. The peaks of Necluda. For some odd reason, you couldn’t find any traces of the Guardian around. 

What you did find was a portal that was swirling purple, accompanied by the overwhelming urge to enter it. 

Still, what kind of hero would you be if you randomly entered every suspicious portal you encountered? So, seeing as Nayadra wasn’t around, you attempted to settle down at the Necluda peaks for the night, your loftwing flying off and away from the freezing temperatures she was not made to withstand. 

Of course, your attempts to ignore it were… futile. As the pulling and tugging in your chest turned into a yanking sensation that knocked you off your feet. 

“Fuck fuck— okay! Okay! Geez–... what do you want now, White Goddess?” You cursed, fumbling as you did your best to resist the journey the White Goddess was attempting to send you on. No way you were going on another one. The first two had already been worse than the depths of Dinraal’s recklessness. 

No way, not by the Golden Goddesses, would you willingly go on another one. 

“I’m afraid she isn’t giving you much choice,” a familiar, collected voice cut through the snow storm. 

“Nayadra!” You exclaimed before their words registered. “Wait, what does that mean–” Before you could even finish, a portal opened up underneath your feet, and you found yourself swept away and into a brand new adventure. One you were sorely unenthused about. 

. . .

“That… that fucking hurt!” You hissed, hands on your knees as you breathed in and out. A harsh glare was aimed at the river you’d landed in. It just had to be a running one too, didn’t it? Was this some sort of retribution for your attempts to resist her? You swore you were so gonna tell Zel about this when you got home. At least she could lower the amount of sacrifices that year. That’ll teach that damned goddess a lesson. 

Before you could properly assess more about your current location, you heard the sound of approaching footsteps. And they didn’t sound very friendly. In fact, heavily armored was more like it. Well, one heavily armored person. The rest of the armor sounded lighter to you. 

When you turned, still disorientated by the wonderful little dip you’d just taken, you almost jumped out of your skin at what you saw. 

“...Link?”

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Softest Launch

⤷ Type: Stray Kids x gn! Reader

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Genre: humor/fluff

۶ৎ ☁️Synopsis: How each member would “soft launch” you

°˖➴ Warning: Not the most well written thing! Might be not extremely accurate

.☘︎ ݁˖ Chan:

- Doesn’t really “post” because he wants to protect you, you took a picture of him mid nap and put it on his bubble with no context. and only laughed when someone asked who took the picture. twitter had a field day

- If he does “post” it’s probably the most boyfriend coded pictures ever like the ones Changbin took, however this time fans didn’t get a look of who took the photos.

.☘︎ ݁˖ Minho:

- Posts a picture of his cats but in the very corner your hand is slightly visible in the cats fur.

- Indirectly talks abt you on bubble but it’s so confusing that no one gets it. He’s always so random so no expects any different

.☘︎ ݁˖ Changbin:

- Would post cute gym pictures like two yoga mats beside each other or matching water bottles. This man is so good to you, he has matching keychains on his bag wherever he goes

- Would post a picture of himself holding two bags, outside a restaurant known for couples dining.

.☘︎ ݁˖ Hyunjin:

- Lets you pain his nails and posts them to his story with a sappy love song.

- Posts matching hoodies on his story, nail sets that look like they should be matching with another person, and probably posted a bouquet at least once.

.☘︎ ݁˖ Jisung:

- Random aah doodles like usual but this time he drew extra silly ones that looked like two hands holding.

- Wrote a cute verse about you and put it as his insta caption but didn’t specify.

.☘︎ ݁˖ Felix:

- Bakes/cooks for you, posts it to his bubble claiming its for a “special person” but doesn’t elaborate further

- He’s like chan in the way he wants to protect you as much as possible which usually means the most secretive posts EVER

.☘︎ ݁˖ Seungmin:

- Posts two differently styled bracelets on his story, also could definitely see him making “jokes” here and there only you would get. Some people catch on, but it’s never enough to point fingers

- Makes an odd smirk whenever someone talks about his future or the possibility of him being with someone

.☘︎ ݁˖ Jeongin:

- Probably posts odd looking plushies and one of supposed to be you lmao. Jokes about it on bubble and people post it to twitter thinking he’s just hilarious

- Posted himself in your clothes and people definitely noticed how it didn’t fit him in the chest and shoulders. He was asked about it twice and just smirked

a/n: i’m so sorry if this isn’t accurate

tags: @niku0704

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what ya’ll wanna see

Wolf Link x gn Reader (male implied)

Felix x gn Reader — Sick Comfort

How Stray Kids “soft launch” you (need suggestions pls lmao)

Voting ended onMay 19

It’ll take me a few days but i have had these drafts and im tired of looking at em

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Memorable Scent

⤷ Type: Felix x gn! Reader

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Genre: fluff/humor

۶ৎ ☁️Synopsis: You’re obsessed with the way your boyfriend smells

°˖➴ Warning: short!

╰➤ Reqs: open

You absolutely love the way Felix smells, it’s addictive. It’s like you can’t find it anywhere else even though you’ve smelt his perfume, it just— isn’t the same. Felix smells like pure vanilla and something else you can’t quite place. At first you tried to be subtle about it, but Felix caught on quietly. He loved that you found comfort in the scent, so he never mentioned it and let you crawl all over him any time you saw him.

The body contact and attention he was getting made him extremely happy. And sometimes people said he looked like he was in an even better mood than usual. Felix might be the kind to sniff his food, praising how good it smells before devouring it— but seeing you do that to him made him realize just how affectionate it was. When he’d come home from an event, smelling like different kinds of perfumes or colognes, he would see that flash of disappointment in your eyes. Sure he smelled nice, but it wasn’t him. So he started wearing the vanilla scent more and more, even started using different vanilla scented lotions and body oils.

The effect was immediate. He came home that night after a meeting with management and coming in through the door was like a big shift happened. The house felt warmer, a little more comfortable and relaxed. Seeing your face perk up into a sweet smile while you hugged him was the highlight of his night. You’d shove your face into his neck and he’d tilt his head to give you more access. Cuddling and other close proximity activities became more and more frequent. Felix being obviously a very physically affectionate and open person, was definitely more than welcoming of this fact.

The smell never fully came out of the blankets, pillow cases, or anything else in the house. But that’s what made it so memorable.

[fefelefe]

Maybe be an odd request but can we get more chronic pain! reader? I feel so seen 🥹

yes babe i struggle with it too, i got ya’ll! If you guys have specific scenarios or smth let me know!

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Sharing Pain

⤷ Type: Felix x gn! Reader

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Genre: pain comfort/fluff

۶ৎ ☁️Synopsis: You have back pain just like Felix, meaning the both of you take care of each other!

°˖➴ Warning: None

Having a debilitating hip and back pain wasn’t something either of you were a stranger too. Felix’s pain was due to an injury in a car accident, yours however was chronic pain. He knew better than anyone how painful it could be, how much of a hurdle it was to get through every day. Which us why there was so much patience and stability in your relationship.

There was times on stage, during a fan meet, where Felix’s pain just became too much. He needed relief, but with so many people watching it felt impossible. While the crowd watched Hyunjin and Chan do something together, Felix came and stood in front of you while you were sitting in your stool. Pretending to fix his clothes, you pressed your thumbs into his lower back and made circles. You felt his body jerk, you shushed him gently and kept going.

A few cameras caught the interaction, the way Felix’s face scrunched in pain yet still softened when you spoke to him. The clip went semi viral with the concern of both of your healths. Although it was never spoken out loud was obvious that the two of you were very close and knew how to manage each other’s pains.

In a recent skz vlog, you lay on the floor, accidentally haven fallen asleep to music. Jeongin, sat beside you and pat your back while you slept. Felix however, had just came back from getting water. Seeing you on the floor, laying on your stomach was a given. He sat over your legs and brushed your shirt up. The pressure of his palms made you whine in pain, but it’s common knowledge that Felix is extremely good in massages. His warm hands worked your hips and around your tail bone. Eventually the whining stopped and began to help. Jeongin asked him questions about your pain, Felix answered a few but didn’t give every detail incase it wasn’t something you wanted others to know.

At home, this same behavior continued. When the pain became just too much, he was there to help. When you dropped something and could bend over at all? Felix was there to help you. If Felix was frustrated because it hurt to sit? You’d adjust all the blankets in the bed to support whatever position felt the best. And if both of you were in pain, the day was filled with affection and gentle reminders. “It’s okay sweetheart, make sure you stretch later. Please drink water.” He’d gently shush you if the pain began to make you cry.

“I know, I know. Let me help you shampoo.” And when you were finished? You’d put some shampoo on your hands and begin to wash his hair as well.

Going to the beach together was another thing, laying on a soft towel, warm sand over your feet and the sun hitting the aching joints in your body made a bit more bearable. The sand molding to your position. That night, when the two of you are in bed and the exhaustion kicked in, the peacefulness finally settled. The gentleness, the patience, and the love never went away— never faltered.

a/n: sorry it’s short i’ll work on something bigger soon

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Mini Camping

⤷ Type: Felix x gn! Reader

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Genre: fluff/comfort

۶ৎ ☁️Synopsis: Felix and you go on a little trip together!

°˖➴ Warning: none

You know those tiny car living videos you see on xiaohongshu? Yeah well Felix got obsessed with them over the very last week of his events and come up with this whole plan in his head. He wanted to rent one of these mini chinese vans, drive out of city for a day or two and just relax in nature. Maybe even go on a hike or two just to really experience everything. As soon as he got home he started to rent the van, he totally forgot to ask you first.

About an hour later he comes into your shared bedroom and announces, “Okay you need to pack.” You looked confused and startled so he started again, “Okay so I had an idea.. Why don’t we rent those tiny vans and go stay somewhere for a night where we can see the stars. Just us.” He sounded so gentle and excited that you couldn’t refuse him, thank god because he had already rented the van and started making an order for everything the two of you would need. “Great cause.. I already did it.” That sweet awkward smile showed up on his cute face.

“Lix!” He shrugged and smiled, wrapping his arms around you and kissing your face. “It’ll be fun.” You had no doubt that it’ll fun, sounds cozy, the two of you are perfectly fine with sleeping and living as velcro to each other. “Okay really, start packing, only a couple pairs of clothes and stuff like shoes.” That night, he was basically wiggling with excitement when the two of you got into bed. He was so happy, he’d been watching these videos for months now. If it weren’t for you cuddling up to him then he probably wouldn’t have been able to sleep all night.

In the morning, the two of you ate breakfast and bought some things like fruits, veggies, and other quick meals. He was so excited. And seeing him happy was warming. It was still cold out and even more so at night, so the two of you packed a bunch of blankets and socks, as well as the projector for entertainment. As you guys drove off into a quiet area away from the city and into a campground, he got the back of the van cozy and ready for the first night. Felix took the mini grill out and started to prepare dinner, you cut some vegetables and laid them on the grill.

After eating under the stars, the ambiance of nature, and each other’s company it was finally time to lay down. With the curtain open and the windows slightly cracked for air flow, the two of you laid in the back of the van, cuddled up to each other. The coolness of outside and the warmth of your bodies created a calm atmosphere for the both of you. “I like it when it’s just us.” Felix paused before continuing. “I mean.. I like spending time with you alone because that way it feels so much more intimate and special. I love these moments.”

“We should do this more..” You said as you pulled him impossibly closer. He smiled softly at you, tucked hair behind your ear. “That’s the goal sweetheart.” The night came over the both of you and eventually fell asleep in each other’s arms. The bright stars stayed present, witnessing the love the two of you shared. His hand gently traveled over your skin throughout the night. Sometimes his hand would find its way under your shirt and feel up your sides. And other times his hand would be gently stroking your thigh. The tiny space was enough to keep both of you comfortable but still tiny enough that the two of you needed to cuddle close.

As night stretched on and morning began to rise, Felix started to wake up slowly. He kissed your forehead and ran his hand over your back. After some time he kissed your cheeks and eventually your lips. You slowly began to wake up, seeing those lovey eyes.. warm expression and freckled face first thing in the morning was heaven. “Good morning!” The even deeper voice jolted you more awake. He laughed but there was barely a sound, his voice was still coming back from sleeping. He leaned it and kissed your forehead. “Bacon or eggs?” He pushed the air around upper face back and admired your eyes.

“Bacon.. but not too crunchy.” Your soft answer made him huff a laugh, this time more audible. He sat up and took out the mini grill, something Chan got him one year for a gift exchange. Today would be a good day— nice weather, good company, food, and a peaceful hike. He’d be sure to make more plans like this in the future.

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does anyone tell you how fun your username is to say? i really like saying it. :D

thank you! thats so sweet lmao i love my user fefelefe

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Sleeping Beauty

⤷ Type: Venti x Male! Reader

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Genre: fluff/comfort

۶ৎ ☁️Synopsis: Traveler falls into a deep sleep, like he once did after the cataclysm.

°˖➴ Warning: suggestive joke at end

It was a normal day in Mondstadt, well for the most part. You had been doing commissions like normal, after collecting your rewards you decided to take a nap in the fields near Stormterror’s Lair. The soft grass, no monsters, no tasks. Just peace and the nice blow of the wind. It was rare you took naps unless they were the teapot. You could hear trees moving in the distance, grass dancing beside you, you curled up. Sleeping became easy when it was with Venti, so the wind brought you company. It lulled you to sleep with its gentleness.

In the beginning, you dreamed of many things. The god that stopped you and your sister from passing, waking up after hundreds of years, meeting your companion and touching your first statue. The dreams began to merge in this confusing, messy, cinematic piece. Like different memories were talking over each other. Your body and brain began to get overwhelmed and started to shut down. All of the dreams suddenly stopped.. and it was quiet for a while.

As you fall into a deeper sleep state, the anemo powers began to fluctuate. Dvalin sensed this fluctuating power and came to investigate. As the large creature circled the air, analyzing your body on the grass, he decided to stay with you. As he watched over you longer he realized this wasn’t any ordinary sleep. You were resting abnormally. There was zero activity in your body, most of your functions had slowed or stopped completely. It’s almost like Venti back when he was in his dormant state.

Dvalin curled around you, laid his wind over you to protect you from the sun, and watched for however long he needed to. He stayed there for quite some time. The large companion had already eaten his fill a few days ago, he wouldn’t need another meal for a while. This was fine. After almost a day of taking care of you, he felt the winds shift. This was no longer a gentle breeze. It was sharp and changing from no winds at all to high speeds. Then he heard a lyre. “There he comes.” Dvalin knew ‘Barbatos’ would come shortly.

“Dvalin, I can’t find Windblume! No one has seen him in days!” He started frantically, his senses had been thrown off by the fear settling in himself. “Calm yourself, Barbatos. Your rationality is wavering. He’s fine.” Dvalin slowly pulled his wing back. And there you were. A curled up traveler. Venti’s face immediately softened, he took a step forward and his hands twitched like he desperately needed to reach out. Dvalin closed his wing back over you. “Careful. I don’t know the state he’s in. It’s possible he’s gone dormant. A star, a traveler from another world. You know as well as I do, Barbatos. You too have gone dormant.” Venti huffed from his nose, already preparing his attitude.

“I’m a god, I left for the good of my people. The people of Mondstadt were not in need of a present god. Now they flourish meanwhile I suffer without my Windblume.” Always so poetic. However this seems a little out of taste for our large friend. “Barbatos, his body and mind needs healing. Nearly all functions have already began to stop. It’s best you let this take its course.” After an eye roll and a sigh from Venti, the sarcasm wore off and he seemed genuinely stressed. “But how long will it take..” Dvalin looked at him closer this time, this time with more sympathy. “It will be fine. He will wake when his body is ready. I know it. Take him home now.”

Venti took you into the teapot. He was worried, he missed you. He carried you into the bathroom, gave you a bath and put you in fresh clothes. Laying you down on the bed was what made him break down. He curled against you, cupping your cheek and crying into your shoulder. After a few hours, late into the night, he was just admiring you. He did that for a while before eventually falling asleep in your warmth.

For days, Venti’s routine became less and less of his own and more of yours. He took up your commissions and collected crystal flies. Coming home was the most difficult, seeing you lay there unresponsive made his chest hurt. He’d spend hours with you, he still gave you a goodnight kiss. Venti spoke to Albedo and Sucrose to create an alchemy based food that can be absorbed through skin rather than physical food. He wanted you to keep your strength.

It got to the point people were sending you letters, complaining that they needed help with things. The letters made Venti irritated enough that he threw them into a box so that you wouldn’t see them first thing waking up.

After two weeks of this mess, you finally shifted. Venti was coming back from finishing your commissions. “Windblume I’m-“ He immediately paused when he saw you slowly push up to rest against your arms. “mm hi.” Your voice was so quiet.. so tired. He immediately pounced on you and tears filled his eyes. He smashed his lips onto yours and nudged your head back. You leaned into the kiss, he was kissing with intensity— but you were slow still. Your body still felt so tired. “Windblume.. I missed you.” You saw the tears in his eyes. “I’m sorry.. I’m here now.” He pressed himself all the way against you, just to make sure you weren’t going anywhere.

“Windblume, what happened?” He looked at you with this sad frown on his face. You gave him a gentle smile and a small shrug. “I was sleepy.” He huffed a laugh of both amusement and disbelief. Your eyes started to feel heavy again, he cupped your face. “No no no, Windblume don’t go back to sleep.” You did this tiny sleepy giggle, his lips kissed over your cheeks. “Looks like I have to keep you up somehow.” You noticed the way his voice dropped, his hands traveling over your waist. You suddenly looked more alert than ever. “That got your attention.” Venti had that stupid smug expression while you rested your head on his shoulder.

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Comfort and Stability

⤷ Type: Felix x gn! Reader

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Genre: humor/fluff

۶ৎ ☁️Synopsis: Felix is a stay at home husband!

°˖➴ Warning: None

Felix is the the definition of the nurturing type, he loves cooking for you, cleaning for you, giving you all the affection and attention you need. After being an idol for years, he knew the kind of pain and strain work can put on your body. For that reason, he loves giving massages— well thats also for his own enjoyment. He likes feeling the muscles you’ve built up from doing your job. He loves feeling your warmth under his hands. The way you sigh while his hands travel over your body makes him smile with this dumb satisfaction.

Today was exhausting, every step you took today was more and more painful. Your body was aching with the result of your physically demanding job. You opened the front door, placed your bag on the floor and your knees literally almost collapsed out from under you. Felix had heard the door open and walked towards you, ready to give you a hug but instead had you catch you while you fell. “Woah, are you okay? Honey you need— a day off or something.” You could hear the worry in his voice. You slowly stood all the way up again, “I’m okay— I just need to sleep.. and eat.” He rubbed your back, and stopped you from pulling away just yet. “Eat first. Dinners ready. I made your favorite already, okay? Go wash your hands.”

He watched you walk away, he was so worried. He made your plate and your drink, when you came back from the bathroom he kissed your face. “I know, it’s gonna be okay.” He sat with you while you told him about your day. He spoke to you gently and reassured you. He led you into the bathroom and helped you prepare for a shower. His hands were gentle while he washed your hair and massaged your shoulders. When both of you were out of the bathroom, he grabbed a clean pair of pjs, and some lotion. “What’s the lotion for?” He smiled softly. “Can I give you a massage? Just to help, please?” You couldn’t say no to those precious eyes. So you laid down in your fresh pajamas with your shirt pulled up while you laid on your stomach.

“It’s gonna be cold.” You yelped as he put some lotion on your back. He started moving his hands over your back, focusing on your shoulders first and the muscles that were tensing around your spine. He pressed the palms of his hands into the muscles between your shoulder blades. His heart ached when you whined in pain. “I know, I’m sorry. A little more.” He kept going, targeting all the places in pain that needed to be handled. You were out of breath by the time he finished your upper back. He got more lotion on his hands and worked on your lower back, pressing his thumb into your hips. Soon after, the massage was done.

Your body felt sore, limp, exhausted but in the best way possible. He laid beside you, hand on the skin of your exposed back. You feel asleep soon after, he gently tugged some of your shirt down to make sure you weren’t cold. His hand traveled up and down your back, gently scratching to lull you to sleep. He fell asleep laying half on top of you and the blanket still bunched around your knees.

Felix woke up earlier, gently slipping out of bed to let you sleep in. He made sure to sign you out for the day and started getting the house tided up. He loved how free you felt when the house was clean, he loved seeing you wrapped up in freshly cleaned blankets and walk around the house without worrying about something on the floor. He cleaned your favorite parts of the house first. Starting with the laundry and the living room. You’d been sleeping for a while now, and he nearly cleaned the whole house. He had breakfast slow cooking on the stove, he came back into the bedroom, softly laying back beside you.

“So sleepy hm?” You’d basically slept in the same position all night. He got closer, held you to him and rubbed your back. Some fair fell in your face so he gently brushed it away from your face. You made a sound that urged him to go back to rubbing your back, and he listened. “Sorry sorry.” He stayed with you for awhile before gently kissing you awake. “Come on, food time.” Breakfast was nice, you seemed calmer and relaxed. He gave you the day to just sleep and spend time with him, he focused more on you than getting things done in the house. It was therapeutic to provide, he loved that you got to come home to a relaxed environment rather than a chaotic one.

While you laid in bed, watching your phone, he came in the room with a spoon. “What’s that?” you looked up at him. “Say ah.” He waited for a few seconds before putting the spoon in your mouth. “Oh— what is that?” He raised his eyebrows like the expression man he is and responded smoothly. “Honey. I’m not letting you get sick.” And then he left the room like that, taking the spoon with him to prepare dinner. You laughed softly and went back to your phone. Peace was wherever Felix was, it was his voice, presence, and love that made him so easy to be vulnerable with. Coming home after a hard day felt better than ever, because he was there. And being there for you is something he’s very good at.

an: i’m tired boss also i’m sorry if this sucks i ran out of creative juice half way

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Alright, walk w me here.

In the pre debut or just debut era 9th member male reader is from Japan (optional idc) and was gaming online in his childhood so he’s basically fluent in English, but when he started training to be an idol he put that skill in his back pocket and didn’t tell ANYONE. So when all the kids came together and the survival show started, he decided to not share the skill even tho he wanted to talk to Chan and help w Felix’s Korean.

Flash forward to a few years later, he and Felix are on live they’re talking in Korean, someone says”speak English” and reader switches seamlessly, and Felix is reeling from the switch. Felix asks why reader didn’t tell anyone he knew English, reader tells the story and Felix smiles so wildly cuz now they can both rage over loosing in video games

Ofc you can always not write it, but if you do take your time!

You Speak English??— Of Course I Do.

⤷ Type: Felix x Male! Reader

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Genre: humor/fluff

°˖➴ Warning: none

You never told anyone that you spoke english, you were from Japan. You were fluent in English , you grew up speaking it whilst you playing video games online. English was a skill you had kept to yourself, you were currently training to become part of the group Stray Kids. As far as Felix and the boys knew, you only spoke Korean and Japanese. You helped Felix learn Korean, getting closer to him everyday without letting any of them know your hidden ability.

Every game show, every interview, every red carpet was treated like a translation fair. They’d look to you and translate the English into Korean. They’d teach you how to pronounce English words they didn’t know you already knew. Chan would look at you with you with this dad-like-hope in his eyes every time you spoke one word in English. 3Racha gave you the least amount of English parts in the songs.

Felix did everything to support you, he’d translate everything for you, buy food for you so you didn’t have to “struggle” speaking English. He was the gentlest soul. He was quite affectionate with you too, despite being a touchy person in general he was significantly much more verbally affectionate with you as well as physically. It was no secret that Felix loved muscular men, and now that it’s been a few years since debut, you’d obviously grown into yourself. He always tried to bite your arms or feel up your shoulders. The relationship between the two of you had blossomed.

The both of you chose to do a live on Felix’s instagram, it’d been a while since you’d done any lives besides OT9 or scheduled ones by staff. Felix had been translating English comments for you for about an hour now. You watched him repeat the same steps of reading a comment, translating, and then giving you the cutest hopeful eyes ever. The way his hair fell around his face, his gentle smile, the light in his eyes. You paid attention to the way his hand stayed on your thigh out of camera view.

You answered the question in Korean and continued to watch his face. He smiled at the live and read some comments about how cute or funny it was to watch you process. After a few minutes a couple of “English please” comments came through. You wanted to roll your eyes, but instead you instantly switched over, hiding the smile on your face as you did so. “So anyway, continuing on with what I was saying. I think it’s fun we do those kinds of interviews.” Felix’s whole face dropped, his head whipped towards you quick with wide eyes. He had that cute crease between his eyebrows as he said, “You speak english??”

“Of course I do.” You smiled at him gently, oddly proud of yourself for keeping it a secret for that long. “You never told anyone? Sunny why?” You laugh, shifted around and caught a glimpse of chat but decided to ignore it for now. “I’ve spoken English since childhood. I grew up playing video games online. I just.. never mentioned it.” You were a little nervous, what if Felix was mad? But instead the biggest smile was on his face. If it weren’t for the live stream, he’d definitely pull you in and smother you with all sorts of affection and teasing, but for now he just tackled you down. You laughed and pulled him closer, the hug lasted for a few moments before he spoke. “Ah now we can play together, we can both be angry, we can rage quit.” He was so thankful, happy, extremely so that now he’d have the ability to spend time with you doing something he loved. Anything that was bonding between the two of you was automatically his favorite thing.

For now, your english is a secret to the other members. Just something special the two of you could share, having deep conversations in his native language while also being able to express affection in that language privately. Especially when the two of you room together, you often end up just sharing one bed anyway.

“I wish we had done this the whole time, it’s nice. I was worried that you would never be fluent. But you are, and this is one of the greatest surprises you could’ve given me. Every word that comes from you is extremely important to me, and now, I’ll get have those in english too. Thank you sweetheart.” The depth, the raw emotion in his voice was what made you move closer. Just to hold him a little closer tonight. It was peace. It was something only he could have with you, and he wanted to keep this new bonding form for as long as he could.

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Imbalance

⤷ Type: Felix x Male! Reader

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Genre: fluff/romance/comfort

°˖➴ Warning: imbalanced hormones, weight gain, attachment style, suggestive

You had always been an affectionate man toward Felix, but recently that’s intensified. See, it’s a known fact that Felix has a thing for bulky men, well you wanted to provide him that.. and you started bulking as well as going to the gym. Sure, your muscle gain was impressive even for the short period of time you’d been doing so— however there were some changes. Your body wasn’t used to eating the way were you now, you were meal prepping, more meat, more grains, more in general and that took a hit to your hormones.

Felix noticed about a week after the behavior change, you were clingier, more verbally affectionate, emotional, and ultimately attached. It’s not like he didn’t like the attention and affection but he was deeply concerned. You couldn’t handle not being in the same room with him anymore. Your exhaustion was noticeable and he was struggling to place why you were acting this way.

After about a week and a half of this behavior, he made you dinner. It was extremely well balanced, had different sources of protein packed into one dish. The two of you ate happily together, laughing and talking like normal. And then after an hour of digestion.. you were feeling affectionate and needed connection. You pressed yourself into him while he laid in bed, watching something on his phone. He turned his phone off and rubbed your back. “Have you been feeling okay recently?” He felt your face get warmer against his shoulder. “Yeah, just tired” you huffed and wrapped your arms around him. He stayed silent for a moment thinking of what to say.

He felt so warm and comfortable under your newly gained weight, he grabbed and rubbed up your sides and received a whine in doing so. He had this cheeky smile on his face while he rubbed up your torso as much as he can. The position the two of you were in was extremely comfortable, you were lying on top of him, face in his shoulder— while he laid back against the pillow. You started to fall asleep but your eyes opened as Felix’s hands slowly crept down to grab your ass. You didn’t mind, you closed your eyes and relaxed on top of him.

“How has the diet been, baby?” You smiled against his shirt, his care was obvious. “Good, I just feel like— I need to be with you all the time. I miss you constantly.”

“Sweet boy, it’s possible you’re having a hormone imbalance and it’s causing all of these things..” You nudged deeper into his body, “Really?”

“I’ve noticed that you’ve become much more attached and expressive recently. You’ve been resting a lot, more than usual. Your body is trying to balance itself.” His hands slipped under your shirt and scratched your back gently. “Its okay, your body just has to get used to the new diet, then your hormones will balance.” He kissed your forehead and you wrapped your arms around his waist.

“This is nice.” He felt up your arms and upper shoulders. Even though you’d been exhausted for days you still somehow managed to get to gym every day. You unwrapped your arms around him to stretch and in doing so he took a tiny playful bite to your bicep. You looked down, “And I’m needy?” He laughed and pulled you back down. “You’re so soft, all that new muscle.” You let him basically do whatever, you were just happy to spend time with him. He kissed your lips, holding your face and then moved to kiss all over. He squeezed you tight, the cutest smile on his face.

You admired how he smiled when he felt your arm flex. You pressed your nose into his neck, he giggled and wrapped his legs around you. Soon after, he got up to wash dishes. But you followed him, he turned around noticing you following him everywhere. “Oh sweetheart..” Felix kissed your cheeks. “I’m not going anywhere, just to wash dishes okay?” you had this sad expression on your face, he sighed. “Come here you silly” he let you stand next to him while he did the dishes.

He hated that he couldn’t help you, he couldn’t fix what your body was doing, he could just be there and accommodate for you. Which was all you needed, soon your body would adjust and you’d slowly go back to normal. However the next day he had dance practice and you really wanted to come. So you sat on the floor and watched, it was cute— seeing you watch so attentively. Going home that afternoon was interesting, you held onto him since you got through the door. “We have to make up for the time.” He laughed and kissed your neck.

Few days later, the group was filming a new episode taking care of these really cute kids. Well.. taking all that in along with your hyper emotional state right now— all you did was hold them and cry about how cute they were. Felix rubbed your back and tried to calm you down. But any time the kids did or said something funny, you couldn’t hold it in. That night when the two of you returned to your hotel room, he held you a little closer this time. “Baby, how about we change up the diet a little, just so your body can slowly adjust. Okay?” You nodded and pressed closer against him. He was your safe space.

He loved the physical affection, it’s his love language, but he also didn’t want you to become so anxiously attached that you couldn’t have fun and do other things. He supported you without restricting you. For the next few days, you combined the two diets, both your original one and the protein-heavy-filled diet you were on. Slowly, as the two weeks went by, your body had started to become more accustomed to the new routine. You started sleeping regularly again, your muscle gain was more prominent, and you could spend a couple of hours without needed to be connected to Felix.

Felix came home after getting dinner with Seungmin, he basically pounced on you. You let out a tiny laugh and he gripped your waist. “You look like you feel better.” His hand was wandering over your shoulders and patted your chest. “Hey hey— hands.” He smiled cheekily and pulled you in close. “I’m glad it worked out you look so healthy, soft, and so full of energy. You’re gonna need that later.” You thanked him before you could even realize what he meant, “Wait what?” He just smiled at you, you felt both nervous and excited. “I’ll go change..” You turned around and went to walk towards the bedroom. He smacked your ass while you walked away, you left the room protecting yourself from another smack.

an: this is based on a personal experience, lowkey don’t know if this is normal but it okay

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Two Gold Medals

⤷ Type: Felix x Olympian! gn! Reader

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Genre: fluff/romance

°˖➴ Warning: Love confession, paparazzi, news headlines, panic attacks, not proofread

All of this began because Felix found your instagram after watching your free skate at the Grand Prix Final. He thought you were admirable, a young star with an amazing story and talent. At first, the two of you started off as casual friends, two people who admired each other’s art. You loved his music and he loved your performances. The truth was, both of you were fans of each other, and that helped build a close bond over time. Now you were becoming an Olympian, on the big stage for the first time.

You had many titles but never would you have imagined ‘Olympian’ to be one of them. It was an honor, and regardless of wining or losing, this was an opportunity. Your coaches were through the roof with joy, and your family gave you the most support you could ask for. Your team booked all the flights, new blades, extra boots, and worked in practicing times. While your coaches gave you a pep talk after practice, you got a message from Felix, you opened it and immediately smiled. “You’re an Olympian now! I’m so proud silly!” The two of you had a cute conversation back and forth, your coaches looked at you with raised eyebrows.

“What?” You looked at the both of them, turning off your phone and putting it in your lap. “Trust me, we know boys. And you are invested.” Your two male coaches are like gay uncles, you laughed. “Seriously? I’m not crazy invested I just like having friends.” They looked unimpressed with that answer. “Friends? And is that why you asked if we could get one more ticket to Milan? So you could bring your ‘friend’?” The sass one of them put into leaning on one leg. “Well— he was busy anyway so it’s not like it matters.” You crossed your legs and arms, your guards were on your skates since you were off the ice. Your other coach spoke up, “So the other day you were doing all of these triple lux’s because you.. weren’t happy he texted you?” That shut you up quick. Okay maybe you did have more energy recently but it can’t be all because of Felix.. right?

Wrong. When you got home that night, propped your phone up and face timed Felix while you packed for your flight in the morning, you realized just how much time you spent talking to him. “Make sure you don’t forget anything, I know it’s hard for you to think sometimes.” You gave him this unenthusiastic expression to his sarcastic comment. You folded your clothes, packed toothbrushes and all of your necessities for your time in Milan. The rest of the night was filled with researching places in the Olympic village for some things to do later on while waiting for competition. “You’re going to do good, don’t worry yourself okay? You’re strong just by being there.” You felt your heart melt, the two of you joked around a lot but there was always affection.

You had fallen asleep, your phone somehow laying against a pillow, he could still see your face. You slept so comfortably though, and he took so many face time screenshots. He liked how every time he pressed the button your screen would flash a little and light up your face. He sat there in his hotel room, watching you sleep comfortably before eventually falling asleep himself. In the morning, your alarm went off at 4:30 and you jolted awake. You looked over at your phone and saw Felix, still on the phone, snoring very quietly. It felt wrong to hang up, so you muted and started getting ready for the airport.

You were dropped off at the airport with your family, phone in your pocket— still muted and one headphone in your ear. Your family gave you hugs and well wishes before you went to the gate to meet up with a few of your teammates. As you sat in your seat, looking at your phone, you didn’t want to hang up. But you had too, soon you’d have to go on airplane mode. “I’m sorry, planes gonna go soon. Sleep well, i’ll text you when i’m on the ground again.” You sent the message and turned your phone off. The wait to Milan was long, you kept thinking about Felix, if he was up by now or if he saw your text.

The first thing you did when you landed was turning your phone on and opening messages. The first day was hell, busy, room number and schedules. You were exhausted by the time you got in your room. You turned on your phone, “I’m really tired. Today was busy.” He comforted you, he knew the feeling of exhaustion and busy schedules. Felix felt understood with you, he felt like he could sit quietly or be loud and free, he didn’t have to worry about your perception of him. He felt so light with you, and you felt so welcomed with him. It felt like he just opens up to you, like he’s a warm embrace and you just so happen to fall in every time.

The first couple of interviews were exciting, you spent time with your teammates and make jokes with the hosts. You were really concerned though, after a while Felix stopped replying. “You okay?” Your coach came up to you, placed a hand on your shoulder. You never gave him a clear answer but it was obvious you were anxious. Some interviewers thought it was pre-game anxiety. When you got back to your room, dropping your bag on your bed, you sighed. You heard the door click behind you and at first you thought it was one of your coaches. You turned around and your eyes immediately softened when you saw Felix in the doorway. You ran up to him and hugged him tight. “Oof. Silly, you miss me that much? You okay?” He rubbed your back and hugged you close. His nose found its way against your shoulder, this was everything he wanted. You close, calm atmosphere despite distant chaos, and quality time.

He went out of his way to be able to stay in Milan with you. His hands moved down your back and moved into your sides, he gently squeezed you beneath the fabric of your ‘Olympic’ hoodie. “You smell really good.” He felt you pull him closer. “I brought the nice stuff for you. Well.. the nicer stuff.” He did that cute high pitched laugh and rubbed the side of his head against yours. “Have you eaten today?” His voice was quiet and gentle, he knows the industry, he knows the restrictions they put on athletes. “No.. I haven’t really had time. I’ve been so busy with interviews.” He kissed the top of your head.

“Let’s go get dinner. You looked at the restaurants in the Olympic village right? You need food.” You felt him pull you in the direction of the door. The two of you left the housing building and went to the village. Seeing him smile, the streets busy and the way he looked at you, it made you weak a little. Dinner was amazing, you found the best place to get tiramisu and the best sea food you’ve ever had. Returning to your dorm was refreshing, he slept in your bed with you. Both of you were so exhausted that having someone there was comforting. Tucked against each other, the warmth in and keeping the cold out, the occasional blanket rustling. Both of you were at peace, just hearing his breathing felt so much better than hearing it through a screen.

Practicing got more real, more intense. Everything lead up to the official short program and then the free skate. The night before your short program, you started to have a nervous breakdown. The kind where you’re shaking and overthinking. He understood, Felix understands how hard it is to perform in front of so many people. He held your hands to his chest and repeated “You are okay.” He shushed you gently, bringing you back down to a stable level. “It’s hard. And that’s okay. Because you’re going to do your best, have fun, and no matter what that score is you’re still a winner.” His hands rubbed your arms and then settled back on your waist to hug you closer. “I love you.”

He held you, just happy to know he could be the one there for you. His heartbeat was racing.

“I love you too.” Your reply was so gentle and raw that it made him start to tear up. He sniffed it back in through his nose and laid the both of you down on the bed. Neither of you elaborated on this, both of you knew what this meant. Devotion. And both of you had proven that to each other after months of talking. Maybe even almost a year? He held you close while you fell asleep, tomorrow he’d make sure you were ready for competition.

When you woke up, things were in motion but also slow, he didn’t want to overwhelm you but he also didn’t think stressing you out by doing nothing was any better. After about an hour of casual conversation and direct affection, he got you breakfast and ate with you the whole time. He watched you do your practice skate, he was absolutely entranced. The stadium was mostly empty, he didn’t have to worry about paparazzi.. yet.

A few hours later it was your turn do deliver your short program. Jump pass after jump pass, combos and turns, you had delivered your best free skate yet. The stadium was loud, cheers and presents being thrown onto the ice. You were out of breath, everything was out of focus. Your coaches were already cheering and helping you off the ice while you tried looking around the stadium seats for Felix. They sat you down at the table while your score was calculated. You won first by 12 points. You had this big sigh of relief, you started to cry, your coaches hugged and squeezed you. Felix sat in the crowd, cheering and clapping. A few people had taken pictures, posting them with captions about him being there.

After your program, an interviewer had shown you a picture of both you and Felix out at dinner together. You gulped and smiled awkwardly. “Um, he was in the area, we hung out..” She raised an eyebrow, but asked you questions on other matters. You looked around awkwardly for your coaches to help you. You laughed and didn’t say much after. After all, you had just won Olympic gold! Fans took pictures and lined up timelines of possible events where the two of you could’ve been meeting up. They compared your schedules and noticed there were some similarities, meaning this probably wasn’t the first time the two of you had met up.

Dating speculations spread fast and quickly reached the two of you. You were lying in bed with Felix laughing at all of the comments on a post about the two of you, your hair was still damp from the shower and Felix hadn’t changed into his pajamas yet. “Look at this one, ‘If this is true then Felix is dating an Olympic Medalist btw’ sounds so cool.” You smiled and continued scrolling, however after thinking about it more— it would be cool. One of the biggest k-pop idols and an Olympic Medalist? He subtly thought about it too, but instead he got up and went to the bathroom to change into pjs. The two of you slept soundly, warm, no concerns beyond the room you were sleeping in. Relief washed over you.

Your next programs, including your final free skate, was much easier on your shoulders. You’d felt better now that you came and accomplished winning a medal. Your jumps were soft and you weren’t tense at all. Winning gold on the free skate wasn’t the intention, however you achieved more than you set out for and came back to Felix as the Olympic champion. In the hallway of the dressing rooms, you both shared a hug, neither of you were letting go. You continued to enjoy the moment, unaware that anyone could potentially see this moment.

“I’m proud of you, you’re strong, and talented. You’re too hard on yourself but your motivation is so inspiring and I can’t imagine you not being here. With me, I mean. You’re important, not just because you’re a medalist or because you’re a person but.. because I value you more beyond that. I bring me so much joy and warmth into my life, I cherish you, and I love you.” You paused, you were unsure of what to say. You felt tears building in your eyes, he looked down to check your reaction but immediately started comforting and panicking when he saw your tears. “Hey, no please don’t cry.” He held your face and did those stupid soft eyes that made you melt every time.

You sniffled and pulled him back into a hug, “Aw silly, it’s okay. Take your time I’m not going anywhere.” His gentle words and the way he rubbed your back made you finally speak. “I love you too, thank you for being here for me.” He smiled, pulled you in close and kissed all over your face and sneaked in a kiss on the lips. It felt natural, like he had been doing it for months despite this being the first time. The genuineness of the kiss was something memorable, something neither of you would be able to forget. And neither would the media because a wondering person who couldn’t find the bathroom had stumbled upon you two and took a picture of the kiss. Cute moment, right? Yeah well— Felix would have to call Chan later that night to explain the situation and asked him to work it out with JYPE before he got back to Korea.

The news loved it. The idea of two media public figures being together was the creation of something absolutely magical for the media. And fortunately this saved the two of you from being ridiculed, however this also meant everyone wanted to know the love story and the details. Felix would get red in the face and laugh it off, but when interviewers asked you— you’d stand there awkwardly.. you weren’t media trained like he was. Now that the Olympics were over, you had the ability to travel to events with him. Which also meant more quality time, as your relationship became stronger the more information you slowly started telling the public. Tiny mentions here and there, maybe a movie you guys watched together over the weekend or funny stories of the other person. Everything that he is and you are made this relationship one of the most functional public relationships. He admired you with every single part of him, he loved your passion, your sport, your process— everything. You tried to get him to skate but he kept slipping which meant pulling you down with him every time. He was always so entranced watching you move like it was easy. Every movement you made was etched into his brain, how could he not stare? Well your coaches noticed, would tease him about the staring and how he would position his feet wrong on the ice.

For the both of you, these new beginnings, brought peace and solidarity into your lives— along with two gold medals.

an: i feel like im sorta lacking in my writing, i need to add more dialogue lmao i just feel like its super awkward but i’ll try promise

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Gains and Wins

⤷ Type: Insecure! Felix x gn! Reader

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Genre: slight angst, comfort/fluff, lots of affection

°˖➴ Warning: Might be suggestive, mentions of body image issues, weight gain etc

Since the ending of the tour, Felix has gained a little more weight. Eating home cooked meals and relaxing with you all day has made some changes in his weight. You didn’t notice much, you thought he was definitely glowing more than usual, looked much more relaxed and healthy. But he thought otherwise. It first started bothering him after he got the shower and saw that the skin of his hips were plushing over the edge of his boxer band. He noted how his teenager chubby cheeks were coming back, his shoulders looked different. He was noticing tiny things.

You however were absolutely in love with it, you’d grab his waist and rub his skin, he loved it too— just not knowing that he had gained a few pounds. He noticed how much you clinged to him, how much you seemed to love his healthier form. You started leaving bites on his collar bone and shoulders. It was pretty late in the night, the two of you were laying in bed with the lights off, the moonlight bled into the room. He pulled you closer, he started to overthink about his weight, how hard it would be to get back to normal when tour starts up. What if you didn’t actually like the change?

You pressed yourself closer, rolling against him and pushing your face into his neck. He rubbed your back, sighed, and tried not to think about it. “You okay, lix?” He nodded against you, “Yeah I’m okay.. it’s bed time. I love you, good night.” The two of you slept throughout the night, yet Felix’s thoughts still lingered. In the morning, he made this decision to go back to his old diet and start living how he used to. When you got up from the bed and walking into the kitchen you saw many snacks on the counter like he was moving things around and deciding what he should and shouldn’t keep.

Felix was making himself breakfast, dates, eggs, avocado. Sounds balanced right? Well yeah until you realize that Felix hasn’t eaten like this in months, he’s been eating much more than that. And actual meals not deconstructed breakfast plates. “Baby, what are you doing?” You approached him slowly, he looked panicked and tired at the same time. “Just— getting ready.” You raised an eyebrow, “For what?” He looked around nervously for a brief second, “Tour.”

There was silence for a few seconds, then you gave this slow sigh. “Lix. You don’t have tour or any events for a couple more weeks, please.” He still looked nervous, like he wanted to cry but also wanted to be strong. “I just.. gained weight.” He could tell you didn’t like that answer, your sad expression matched his own. He felt like he would look terrible if he didn’t start dieting now. “Oh sweet baby.” You cupped his face and started kissing all over until he smiled.

“Hey! That’s a lot!” He loved it though, his face was red and his smile was growing by the second. You held his waist, pressed him into the counter and kissed his lips. Neither of you wanted to pull away from the kiss, it continued for a while until he needed a breath. He was still so red, heavy breathing and nervous expression. “So.. the weight isn’t bad? You like it? I just thought, maybe I should be normal again.” You shook your head and started kissing his neck.

He let out this little sound, closed his eyes and just let you. Feeling your hands hold his body, cherishing it, and giving it affection was the best feeling ever. You kissed his cheeks, those beautiful puffy cheeks you haven’t seen since he was younger. His big eyes watched you with so much love and affection, he was paying attention to every micro expression. “If this is the healthiest version of yourself then I’m proud of you because you deserve to be healthy. You deserve to have a clean and healthy body that supports you.” He couldn’t hold it in anymore, he started to cry, his hands covered his eyes as his ears turned red.

“My lix, it’s okay sweetheart. People love you for you, and no matter your weight or your appearance, I chose you always.” He pulled you into a hug, a tight one. You rubbed his back and ran your fingers through his hair while he calmed down. Eventually, relaxed and kissed your face. He pressed his forehead against yours and smiled. “I’ll do better this time. I’ll get myself to where I need to be, and not diet or restrict myself this time. I’ll eat better instead of nothing.” You kissed his nose, he laughed but you kept going. You left a couple of bite marks over his collar bone, he couldn’t stand still while you did them, he kept squirming.

“You’re so soft.. and warm. Never leave.” You pulled him really close, he relaxed instantly. This is exactly where he wanted to be. Knowing how much you loved him despite everything brought him so much comfort. He felt safest with you, felt like the world was kinder when you are in it. Time slowed down while the two of you stayed holding each other in the kitchen. After a real breakfast, the both of you went right back to bed for a nap. He slept comfortably knowing that this time it would be okay to take things slow and naturally instead of draining his body. All thanks to you, his best supporter.

a/n: I’m sorry if I didn’t do this topic justice, I didn’t want this to become super angst heavy or really personal. Also he looks so good in that first picture aughhh