“Can I tell you a secret?” They tugged their fiance closer. “I’m getting married tomorrow.”
“Oh?” Their fiance pressed them to wall, catching their mouth in a searing kiss. Playing at flings and strangers. “Tell your fiance they have excellent taste. I’m engaged myself. Lovely thing. Amazing eyes.”
“Fantastic kisser?”
“Now you’re fishing.”
Angst
“All I wanted was a happy ending.”
“Mistakes are easily made in the moment. Apologies are not.”
“I don’t want to feel this way anymore.”
“My emotions have been turbulent for so long, I’m not sure how to react.”
“My heart tells me to kiss you, my head tells me to walk away.”
“I don’t want material belongings! I want my heart back!”
“Until you can return the time I wasted on you, I don’t want anything to do with you.”
“Grief is natural they say. So is death. I don’t want either.”
“You can’t look pretty and dangerous at the same time. Not yet.”
“Kill everything dear to you and then you will know how it feels.”
“I don’t hold people close. It makes it easier for them to hurt you.”
“Don’t touch me. Your skin is poison.”
“Why won’t he/she/they call?”
“I’m dreading her/his/their call, I’m not ready.”
“I don’t like this, it feels weird.”
“Kill my feelings, kill my soul. Kill everything I am.”
“Don’t call me, I don’t want any contact with you.”
“Please don’t talk to me, I’m dealing with some stuff.”
“It’s not working out. We’re not working out.”
“Hey, I’m leaving for good. I’ll…see you around.”
Fluff
“I want to eat a yoghurt with you.”
“Can we make cake? I like cake.”
“I like your rainbow shoes.”
Please hold me. It’s been a day.”
“I’ve never felt such love.”
“The moon is high tonight, it frames you well.”
“I want to dance through an army of fireflies with you.”
“Stars pale in comparison to you.”
“My heart hurts when I see you and I find myself drunk on the pain.”
“I would give up everything for the chance to see your laugh again.”
“Monster Inc. was onto something, your smile and laughter runs my entire world.”
“I dedicated this nail to you, when I painted them.”
“All I want is to sleep by your side.”
“Cover me in badges of your love.”
“I’ve never enjoyed anything more than a hug from you.”
“You look yummy.”
“My hand was made to fit into yours. That’s all there is to it.”
“I didn’t get soaked wet through walking to your house for you to say no to pizza. I have beer too. I know you’re sad, so let me in.”
“This might sound so creepy but I want your skin. It’s so pretty.”
“You just dropped love into my heart and that’s all I needed.”
Soulmates
“It was a matter of time before we got together.”
“My soul sings when it feels you.”
“Please, please hold my hand, and make me whole.”
“My life missed yours forever.”
“If my soul had been cut in half at birth, it would have gone to you.”
“We’re two bodies with one soul only.”
“I couldn’t imagine my future without you now that I have you.”
“I feel like I’ve died now he’s/she’s/they’re gone.”
“Please take my soul and never let go.”
“I’ve never seen colour like I do with you.”
“All my soul yearns for is your presence.”
“We can’t win. Either I have you and my soul sings but your cries, or we’re apart and your soul rejoices but mine dies.”
“Time is what we don’t have, but you are what I need.”
“I didn’t think I could find someone as perfectly matched as you.”
“Please treat me with kid gloves, my soul can’t take much more.”
“Soulmates don’t have to be romantic. Sometimes your soul resonates with a friend.”
“This existence would mean little without you.”
“Why try to force it? If we’re truly soulmates, it’ll happen.”
“Please keep me close until the close of the final day.”
“Everything about you is amazing to me.”
Friendship Specifically
“Wow, that is a ridiculously bug watermelon. I love it.”
“Let’s drink wine and trash talk our co-workers.”
“What do you mean you’re sick?! You’re my partner in crime!”
Best friends are a rare breed and you are the best of best friends.”
“Everyone’s out on dates, want to each ice cream and binge watch (insert TV show/movie).”
“I’m here for you. I got your back.”
“Thank God for the internet. I don’t know how I’d live without you.”
“I’m the pun-master, you’ll miss me when I’m gone.”
“No one understands the effort of a long distant friendship.”
“They don’t approve of our friendship, but I don’t need them too.”
“In the end we migrate towards comfort. I am my most comfortable around you.”
“Why date when you can spend the night with me watching shitty TV and drinking.”
“Never underestimate friendship.”
“If you quote Yu-Gi-Oh’s power of friendship one more time I will kill you.”
“Even if we don’t talk for days, I’ll always be your best friend.”
“You can take as many breaks as you need.”
“Friendships can be difficult, but those that survive are magical ones.”
“You know I will be with you forever. Friends until the end.”
If they try to keep us apart, they’re idiots.”
“There’s nothing like a boys/girls/friends night.”
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⚪ Female
🔘 Writer
Looking for
⚪ Boyfriend
⚪ Girlfriend
🔘 An incredibly specific word that I can't remember
Summary: Alhaitham always imagined a future with you in it. Word Count: 0.3k Warnings: major character death, angst, female reader, pregnancy A/N: I dunno why it is that whenever i get stressed and my heart does the badum-badumps i like writing angst :<< Here's a little drabble based off a thought I had a few weeks ago about the after hours couple. Can be read as a standalone. To clarify that this is NOT a continuation of after hours! It's just an au of that couple! Don't worry they are safe they are happy this is just a what if
Alhaitham was not one for baseless dreams, but when it's confirmed that you're pregnant, he dreams. He imagines countless beautiful scenarios he could build, a million or more memories he wanted, and would, share with you.
Alhaitham thinks - and feels - many things. When he sees the home that you and he have made, his chest warms with pride and adoration. This is where you'd spend the rest of your life with him. This is where he'd devote his entirety to you.
Building a family here is not half bad, if he might say so himself. His mind conjures images of you and him and a bundle of joy in the nursery he built. He imagines future nights spent pacifying a fussy baby, the countless diaper changes, the disrupted sleep; but there's no dread that settles deep in his bones, only anticipation. Navigating a new world is worth it because it's with you.
Early on, he already imagines early mornings with a tot attached to his hip, helping him make pancakes to surprise you in bed. In the springs to come, the tiny hand of his tot would hold onto a similarly sized stalk of flowers as they toddle next to him, on their way to surprise you at work. His mornings will be spent preparing them for school with you, bumbling around as he tries his best to get his child's pigtails right. Nights will be accompanied by the vast stories he's accumulated since birth, all while tucking his child in, with you.
You, you, you.
You had his heart in your palms, his mind wrapped around your finger. You consume his thoughts. You were his everything.
Alhaitham is a capable man scholar husband father who thinks of every possible outcome before it happens.
He just didn't think he'd be sixteen all over again, sitting in the cold living room with papers for funeral preparations sprawled across the table.
a/n: i had no idea how to name this it got SO long like?? i swear originally it was just like 6 lines in total i wasnt even going to tag it under the main tag... then i got carried away LMAO ok enjoy! i will go back to my assignments now
Extra:
His newborn cries in nursery. Alhaitham rises to his feet.
As he picks up his crying daughter, it seems like she, too, grieves for a touch that neither of them could ever experience again. The weight of the world is heavy on his shoulders.
a/n: ok im gone fr now byebye i study
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their hands on your thighs. gently caressing.
when he pulls you closer by your waist (BANGINGA MY HEAD, CRYING, DVSJXBAK)
"come here, say it again"
catching them stare at you in a crowded room
"good girl " SKNXKAJZ
BACK HUGS ! THEIR HANDS AROUND YOUR WAIST !!
when they wipe the corner of your mouth with their thumb
"let me teach you."
kisses that leaves you blushing and curling toes
"Please don't shoot me for this" *proceeds to kiss her* "lift your hips for me, love" AARON FJDJSKZ WARNER.
when they can't hold eye contact
when they can hold eye contact and many other things (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
'nothing makes me fold' when they smile.
when they rest their head on your shoulder >>>
veiny hands. COUGHS NERVOUSLY. haha..
when you say "shut up" and they lean closer to you with a smirk and say, "make me"
"come sit in my lap, babe"
"behave." (OK IM SAT. FUCKSIAN SAT.?)
"use your words, love. what-- do you want?"
“Get behind me.”
“Hold my hand, okay? It’s gonna be over soon.”
“Close your eyes for me love.”
“When I say run, I need you to do as I say without looking back and don’t wait for me.”
“It’s all going to okay, they would never hurt you again.”
“I swear to you, that as long as I’m alive I won’t let a single soul ever harm you.”
“Listen to me. . . take deep breaths, yes follow my breathing just like that. There’s no need to panic, I’m right here now, aren’t I? You’re safe.”
“When you love something, you protect it with your entire life at stake, and right now, my guts tell me to do the same.”
“I’ll be back very soon, but don’t come out. Stay there hidden until I come back and try not to make a noise, hmm?” *forehead kisses being a must here*
“I’m so so sorry! I wish I would’ve never left you alone! If I knew this would happen, I would never leave you alone.”
perfection = Qian Kun
*Translator’s note : MC’s name shall remain as my normal (水嶋ラン) *Gakuen K Masterlist / Gakuen K Mobile Masterlist *Spoiler FREE : Translations under cut !
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✩ ‧₊˚ ✩ LUCKY — GOJO SATORU.
contents. baths + non sexual nudity, established relationships, tired toru :(, lots of kissies and praise for the babie :(, solid proof in the form of writing of how embarrassingly lovesick i am for this FOOL
it’s past midnight when satoru walks into your bathroom. he doesn’t even question why you’re in the bath so late—just gives you a lopsided grin tiredly as you smile.
“you’re home,” you brighten.
“look at you,” he coos, staring down at you with amused eyes, “waitin’ for me?”
satoru is tired—you can tell from the way the his shoulders are slouched and his blindfold is clutched in his hand. “i was,” you hum in agreement, “c’mere.”
it’s all it takes. he’s stripped down and waiting for you to move up so he can slide behind you in seconds, hand waving to motion you forward. but you’re stubborn—you shake your head as you hold an arm out for him.
“baby,” he whines, “c’mon i was out fighting big bad curses all day. jus’ lemme hold—”
“no. just come here, toru,” you insist.
there’s something about it—something about the way your voice is so gentle, so insistent, so knowing. it’s like you can read him more than he can, sometimes. satoru is tired, you can see it, you can feel it. you can’t carry his burdens, but you can hold him while he holds the weight of the world for a night.
maybe it’ll do for now—maybe it’ll even be enough and more.
“what? feelin’ like pampering me today?” he teases, “aren’t i a lucky guy,” he hums—but he climbs into the tub anyway, settling between your legs, leaning his back against your chest as his head falls back against your shoulder.
instantly, two gentle kisses plant themselves against his head, and his eyes flutter shut. he’s starting to feel the beginnings of a headache form—the gentle thump in his skull just barely there, but persistently present.
your thumbs rubs along the sides of his head, enough pressure to soothe the pain like you know it’s coming—he thinks you must.
“you are a lucky guy,” you giggle, “look at me. such a catch.”
he grins, chuckling that boyish chuckle of his freely in your arms as he relaxes. it’s been a while since he’s relaxed, you think—it’s half past midnight and he’ll be up with the sun in a bit to head back to the school, but it’s nice to know he’s relaxed. even just for this short, rare moment.
“oh yeah,” he nods, lips curled into a grin as he cracks an eye open and peers up at you, “s no catch like my pretty ‘lil baby. i’m living it up.”
“glad you know your privileges,” you murmur contently, shaking your head in amusement as you wrap your arms around his body. one hand rubs over his abs—he wants to tease you about feeling him up, wants to make a sly comment about missing his body more than him while he was gone. but there’s something about it, about the way it’s so slow and soothing and soft—it’s so painfully soft, satoru swallows.
finally, he lets his body go slack against yours, sliding down so his head rests against your chest and the water soaks more of his body. it’s warm. the water and your arms. it’s all so, so warm and forgiving.
“aren’t you gonna tell me how lucky you are too? i’ll listen, don’t worry. no interruptions.”
“yeah?” you chuckle, threading fingers through his hair and pulling a soft sigh from him, “wanna know how lucky i am?”
“course,” he murmurs, “well, i already know you’re lucky. it’s me after all—but i’m not opposed to hearing it.”
“how humble of you, satoru,” you snort.
he grins wider—he hasn’t had a chance to smile all day. not properly, at least.
“feel free to start any second,” he says with a wink. then his eyes flutter shut again as your thumb traces his cheek, ever so gently running along the soft angles of his face.
it’s pretty—everything about him is pretty. there are no ugly parts to satoru. just the parts painted from cruel hands. they’re beautiful too, you like to think, in their own, fragile little ways.
“okay,” you whisper, pressing a soft kiss to his head, “i’m very lucky,” you murmur into his hair.
he hums, mumbling a quiet, “knew it.”
“lucky i have such a handsome face to greet,” you pepper kisses along his forehead and find his cheek, giving it an affectionate little bite that makes him huff out an amused chuckle. “and he’s so tall too,” you add, resting your chin on his shoulder.
“that all he is?” he pouts, “just a pretty face? you’re breaking my heart, baby.”
“no,” you say quietly, grabbing his hand and brushing a thumb over his knuckles, “he’s also kind. too kind, sometimes,” you say quietly, “he comes home a bit later than usual every once in a while because he took his students out to eat. he loves them a bit too much, i think.”
“no such thing as too much love,” he hums, squeezing your hand.
you smile, admiring him as he lays against you, small in your hold even with the larger than life weight he carries.
“and he’s strong,” you add, “really strong. it’s not fair sometimes,” you whisper, “he’s got so much on his plate.”
“he handles it fine,” he assures, “he always does.”
“and then he still makes time for little old me,” you say fondly, kissing his shoulder, “never lets me feel lonely. he’s too good to me.”
“there’s no such thing as too good for you,” he gasps offendedly, pouting like you’ve insulted him, “he’s definitely not—”
“and sometimes, he comes home tired. and he tries to act like he’s not because he’s a bit of a prick who doesn’t let me help, but i’m smart and i know him well so i’ve figured it out. and if i’m extra lucky, i might get to hold him for a bit like this and help him relax.”
you squeeze him gently for emphasis, holding him closer as you press your nose into his neck and breathe in his smell. it’s like cologne that’s rudely expensive and that sweet smell only satoru has—it’s all you want to breathe in for the rest of your days.
you hope he’ll allow you that much. something tells you he will.
satoru swallows thickly at that, rubs a thumb over your bare thigh as he rests his free hand over it, the other still in your grasp.
and then, quietly, “maybe he’s fine just coming home to you,” he shrugs, “who can stay tired with such a sweet face waiting at home?”
“i don’t know,” you say thoughtfully, “he’s got a lot to take care of. wonder how he does it.”
“he’s probably the strongest,” he shoots with an easy grin, “sounds like the strongest to me.”
“he is,” you nod, “he’s a lot more than that too. i’m lucky he’s mine.”
“oh yeah?” he drawls—there’s something a little shaky about his voice though.
you choose not to mention it, pressing soft, delicate kisses along his jaw as you murmur, “yeah. he makes me feel really, really lucky. love him so much.”
“love you too,” satoru breathes, “guess we’re both really, really lucky.”
don’t talk to me i don’t want to be perceived. that’s enough softness for a lifetime so the next time i write him he’s getting hit by a bus
hi! if you’re not busy could you do some royalxroyal prompts? i have a princess oc i’m working on and i want to be able to give options for role plays besides them just mEeTiNg aT a bAlL oNe nIgHT
Of course!
Prompts
A’s and B’s kingdoms often have meetings to discuss negotiations. As the kings and queens work out all the official stuff, A and B just sit there, bored out of their minds. They bond over how awful these frequent meetings are, and find creative ways to make the meetings more interesting.
A and B’s siblings are arranged to be married in the wedding of the century. The two kingdoms come together to make the wedding happen, and A and B are left with a fair amount of the planning.
A war has broken out in A’s kingdom and A is sent away to live with B for their protection.
Oneliners
“The only royal you are, is a royal pain in the ass”
“It’s awful that you live so far away, as it means I can only express my love through letters. And, as you know, I’m more talented with my mouth than with my pen”
“I would destroy my entire kingdom if it meant I got to be with you” “Is that a promise or a threat?”
“I’ve never seen you at any balls” “I’m not the most sociable”
“Can’t we just fall in love without having to worry about politics?”
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Modern royalty prompts and oneliners