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It's so hard to vote. I really want to read all the fics. and SUGAR DADDY! I want to know how they started? Thank you for everything you've done for em❤️
Have a nice day❤️❤️❤️
Don't worry, I'll still write for the other AUs! As for the sugar daddy AU, it wasn't an option because I didn’t want to include AUs that already exist on my Tumblr, hehe.
Have a nice you too!!!!
so i’m known to leave most of my fics on cliffhangers and have received many comments to continue certain ones. so, this is y’all’s chance to choose which fic will be getting a part two! The part twos will most likely be small drabbles or a full fledged second part depending on how i feel.
so here are your options:
Prince Erik
Espionage Escapades
Come & Talk To Me
Repeating Relations
…Alexa?
Spiced Up
vote down below!
wanna write merlin drabbles
okay please do 17. “stop making empty promises!”?? i'm ready for that ANGST AND FLUFF I NEED IT
ANYTHING FOR YOU MY DUDE. I THRIVE ON ANGST. no, but seriously, i’m listening to this one sad song on repeat right now to get some inspo for all the other sad fics i’m writing at the moment and ngl it kinda works so GET READY. also, you can send in more requests for these prompts if you like what you read. i look forward to every single (1) request i get
Bucky’s words echo through her head when he’s done.
Her smile fades, alongside the mischievous glint in her eyes after pondering about a memorable, unique theme for Stevies birthday party that doesn’t just revolve around the day he was born. Slowly, the hands that had gesticulated wildly beside the words tumbling out of her mouth in a flurry, sink to her sides and her lips stay just a little parted.
She wonders if she hasn’t heard him correctly but Y/N can’t think of anything that sounds quite similar to I’m going to war, doll.
He’s going to war. He’s going to leave.
Y/N doesn’t know what to say or what to think but what flits through her mind briefly is that he’s going to miss their first Christmas together as them being them. And then she feels the overwhelming urge to slap herself.
He’s going to leave, selfish idiot. He’s going to leave and he’s going to suffer and he’s going to get hurt and you’re thinking about Christmas.
Her heartbeat picks up in pace and floats up into her throat, making her entire body feel like its pounding painfully and it becomes hard to breathe.
“Sweetheart…” he starts, and that’s when she realizes how long it’s been since he’s shattered her whole entire world with five simple words. No, not simple. Five earth-shattering, torturing words. And then she notices how long it’s been since she’s taken a breath.
Harshly and sharply, she gasps for air. With a hand on her stomach - that’s covered in the dress he’d surprised her with not even a week ago - she stumbles a few steps backward and turns away from him. The tears haven’t come yet but she knows, once he leaves there will be no stopping her from crying herself empty.
Her boyfriend, her soldier, rushes forward to steady her by looping an arm around her waist. That’s all it takes for her to finally realize the weight of his words.
He’s going to war. He’s going to leave. He’s going to get hurt. He’s going to suffer. He’s going to die. He’s going to war.
Frantically, she grabs fistfuls of his white shirt and forcefully pulls him as close as she can.
Bucky’s arms around her tighten as well and she feels light kisses being pressed to her forehead, her temples, the top of her head. He’s everywhere around her right now and she can’t bear the thought of him being gone.
“Doll, I’ll come back to you. I promise, okay?” Hot breath fans over her neck and cheek makes a shiver go up her spine. “I’ll come back and then I’ll help you plan Steve’s party. I’ll take you to that restaurant you love so much every day if you say the word. I’ll give you the whole damn world, doll. I promise.”
His voice is getting more erratic and panicked with each word he utters in her ear and the pressure on her chest makes her squeeze her eyes shut. “Stop…” she pleads, the choked word going under in his rambling of promises.
“I’ll make the cake you and Becca like so much and I won’t even complain about having to bake,” he continues.
“Stop…” she repeats, tightening her trembling grip on the fabric of his shirt.
“I’m gonna…” His voice breaks, but after swallowing once, he continues, “I’m gonna take you to the beach and we’re gonna dance under the stars, just like you said. I promise, darling.”
“Stop!” Bucky staggers backward from the force she puts behind shoving him away. “Stop…” Tears flood her eyes now.
“Doll…”
“No! Stop making empty promises, James. Don’t do that to me…” she almost begs. “Don’t give me so much hope that you’re going to catch me if you’re only going to let me fall…”
Bucky walks closer to her again and takes her hands in his. Pulling her close, he rests his forehead against hers, noses bumping against one another. “I promise, sweetheart. We’ll do all of that. I swear to you.”
Silent tears glide down her cheeks and she slightly shakes her head. Bucky mirrors her movement. “I promise, my love. I promise.”
He kisses her and for a split second, she feels alright. But a kiss can only do so much. Keeping promises is not one of them.
DenNor with 34, if its okay :)
I forgot to say that these drabbles are going to be really short. Just enough so I can get practice and be able to write something longer. Please, if you like them I would appreciate a reblog :)
List of prompts with rules.
34. Before we jump.
Sigurd calculated the distance between where they were standing and the water. At least, three meters. But there was no other options. Either they jumped or they were caught.
Magnus smirked. Sigurd realized that he had already made his mind. They were imprisoned for so long in that damn place, that returning to that damn cell was not a possibility.
“Are you ready?” Magnus asked. Hios heart was beating really fast. He wasn’t even sure if they were going to made it to the shore.
“I…” Sigurd wasn’t sure. He could hear the guards getting closer and closer. All of the sudden, he looked at Magnus’ eyes. He didn’t have any doubts “Yes”
Magnus grabbed his hand and took a deep breath.
“I love you” Magnus stated with certainty. Things could go terribly wrong, so he felt the need to express his feelings towards his lover.
Sigurd blushed. He looked to the other side, so Magnus couldn’t notice it.
It was a jump of faith and freedom. Sigurd nodded. He was ready.
“I love you too, dork” Sigurd responded before giving a barely noticeable smirk to his partner.
The steps were louder and louder. Sigurd and Magnus looked at each other and they jumped. They were finally free.
Drabble #62: Taehyung
Hope you like it honeybun!! <3
You’ve always dreamed of moving in with your boyfriend, Taehyung. When he finally asked, and you said yes, he agreed that it’d be a great idea to go shopping to get some things to make it feel like it was your apartment too.
“What are you thinking?” You asked your ecstatic boyfriend as you browsed the many rows of throw pillows, rugs and furniture.
“How much I love you, and how excited I am to make my apartment, our apartment.” He looked down at you and grinned. You stood on your tippy toes and kissed his cheek. His grin grew wider and his cheeks blushed.
“Besides that, what are you thinking for the apartment?”
“Whatever you want princess.” He pushed the cart along and stopped in an isle with decorative pillows and throws. He scanned the selection and instantly grabbed a “His” and “Her” matching pillow and turned towards me with a huge grin.
“How about these?”
“Perfect!” He put them in the cart and you threw in a couple solid colors that would match his couch. He walked ahead a little and stopped to look at the curtains.
“Hey babe,” He called “Do you think we need any of these window blankets?” You looked at him funny and started laughing when you realized he was 100% serious.
“What’s so funny?”
“Tae, they’re curtains, not window blankets!” You doubled over laughing, earning a few glances from other shoppers. He made a pouty face which made you laugh harder.
“But do we need any?” He said still pouting.
“Sure babe, we can get some window blankets”
hello. do you still do drabble challenge?? if you do please do no.95 for shownu... ty 😚
drabble challenge request # 2
Needy, Baby.
ship: shownu x [y/n]
word count: 707
95. Did you go through my underwear drawer?
It has been a long day. All of your work has been piled up in the corner of your desk and your boss has been up on your tail for the past eight hours of work, itching to see you make a couple mistakes. Dragging your tired legs towards your front door, you fumbled for your keys and inserted it right away on the keyhole, turning it until it clicked.
The lights were all turned on and you could see your boyfriend’s shoes neatly placed on the corner of the shoe rack. Slipping off of your own heels, you dropped your bag on the floor and walked towards the living room, only to see your boyfriend watching some random tv show.
“I’m home~” you cooed before plopping yourself beside him. Wrapping your arms around his tiny waist, you quickly nuzzled your face on the crook of his neck, feeling his arm wrap around your shoulder. “How was work?” He asked.
Looking up to meet his gaze, you pouted and ranted, “It wasn’t okay. I have a lot of work to do tomorrow and my boss is being immature. He wants me to finish all the work by Friday and I’m still halfway through all those messy paperwork.
Shownu’s gaze was soft and you knew he would be ready to take away all those stress and rants that you need to let out before exploding. “My poor baby, don’t mind your boss. He probably doesn’t have anyone to play with.” Placing a kiss on your forehead, Shownu glances up the clock and looks down at you with a smile.
“Babe, go wash up and change. I’ll go prepare something for us to eat, okay?”
Pulling yourself off of him, you obediently went upstairs to take a nice hot bath. But before you could scurry to your room, Shownu didn’t think twice but to give your butt a light tap before bursting into a fruity laugh.
“Don’t take long, okay?”
The room was neat and well-lighted and there was no sight of misplaced objects. Well, not until your eyes landed on your slightly ajar underwear drawer. Puffing out your cheeks, you stomped your feet towards your drawer and kneeled down, pulling it open only to find a couple of your underwear in a messy fold.
Rubbing the side of your temples, you stood up and rambled towards the bedroom door. “Babe!”
Shownu was quick as he peeked his head to look up at you, only to see the exasperated look on your face. “What?” He mouthed before pulling himself out of the kitchen wearing an apron with a ‘the world’s okayest cook’ print on the center.
“Did you go through my underwear drawer?” Retreating back to the kitchen, Shownu had a sly smirk plastered on his face before letting out a small squeak, “Yes!”
Letting out a groan, you trudged back to your underwear drawer and kneeled down before pulling everything out. Folding them one by one, you didn’t notice the door open with a creak. Shownu meekly sat beside you with a sly smile, making you look at him with nothing but a poker face.
“What did you do to my underwear?”
A blush crept to his cheeks as he tried to avoid your gaze, his fingers fidgeting on the hem of the apron before speaking out, “I-I.... I just wanted to keep one of them since you weren’t here... when I got a little needy...” His voice trailed off at the end but you were quick to understand what he was talking about.
Placing the last folded lacy underwear inside the drawer, you turned to face him before taking his hand.
“Baby, you do know that even if you make my underwear drawer a mess, I can still give you all the pleasure that you need once I come home right?”
The sight of his red ears says it all. He was already fidgety on his sit and you know that you wouldn’t be having dinner dinner but you’ll be having him instead.
“So, can you give me that pleasure now?” Shownu innocently asked while batting his lashes at you, making you heave a sigh and flash him a faint smile.
“Can I eat some dinner first?”
Helloo love~~can i request for a drabble where Monsta X's Wonho cant find his s/o in bed the next morning after making love for the first time? [She went to get groceries fir breakfast!] THANK YOU♡♡
drabble request #1
ship: wonho x [y/n]
genre: fluff(????)
word count: 660
The sun was finally out and the streets were already buzzing with full-time workers and students who are already on their way to their office and schools. The absence of your warmth was the only thing that got his eyes to flutter open. Running his hand over the empty space right beside him, he couldn’t help but sit up.
Silence has filled the air and there were no signs of you inside the bedroom. Glancing around the room, all your clothes that were scattered from last night’s session was neatly tidied up on the corner.
Wonho couldn’t help but wonder where you went, only to have him up on his feet. Grabbing a pair of boxers and a shirt from his closet, he slipped it on in just one go and proceeded to search the whole house.
“[y/n]?” Wonho called out whilst opening a couple of doors, only to see nothing but empty rooms. The only thing that Wonho could hear was the clock ticking.
Worry was slowly eating him up and before he knew it, he was dashing towards the master’s bedroom. Frantically searching for his phone, he ducked and strained his neck until he finally found it lying on top of the nightstand.
“It was here the whole time?!” Wonho gasped, rolling his eyes, before unlocking it and dialing your number. Before the call could even reach the third ring, the sound of the door opening and closing bounced through the walls of the house. Quickly dashing out of the room, a big smile was plastered on Wonho’s face before he scoops you up into his arms, a squeal leaving you mouth. A couple of apples fell on the ground with a loud thud before rolling away from the two of you.
“Hoseok!”
“I thought you ran away after what happened last night!” Wonho beams as he carefully puts you down on the floor with a couple of paper bag tucked in between your arms. Bending down to pick up the newly bruised apples, you turned to Wonho and stared at his cheeky grin.
Exhaling an exasperated sigh, you rolled your eyes and flashed him a teasing smile, “Did you miss me that much? Babe, I just went out to buy some groceries for our breakfast and besides, why would I run away after such a wonderful night filled with new bruises and hickeys here and there?” You walked past Wonho, who was now staring at you with a pout and flushed cheeks.
“I don’t know! Maybe… maybe… I don’t know!” Wonho whined as he trailed behind you, may it be while you’re placing the fresh fruits inside the fridge or the ramen on the cupboard or even just washing your hands. Wonho had his lips all pouted out and you couldn’t help but turn around and face your child-like lover.
With your hands placed on your hips, you looked at him and cupped his cheeks with both of your hands, “Baby, calm down. I’m here, aren’t I?” Meekly nodding his head in response, you couldn’t help but place a kiss on his nose and cooed, “Why the long face? C’mon now, why don’t you just sit back on the couch while I cook some breakfast for the two of us, okay?”
“Will you be cooking ramyeon?” His eyes twinkled in interest but only to be replaced by blankness after hearing your answer. “Baby, it’s too early for ramyeon and–” The sight of him being pouty and sad was the only thing that got you to give in.
“Alright, fine. I’ll cook us some ramyeon.” Letting out a gleeful squeal, Wonho didn’t think twice and placed a kiss on your cheeks before running off to the living room with a jump.
Heaving out a sigh, you quickly filled the pot with water and turned on the gas, shaking your head at the thought of having a family with Wonho.
“I’ll probably raising two kids if ever that happened.”
