“You’ve been through a lot, Y/N.” Detective Do breathed out and you had to refrain from chuckling.
“I’ve only talked about one year of my 103-year-old life, my first lover out of eight, Detective. Close your gaping mouth, remember to blink and let me continue;
The name of my second lover was Zhang Yixing. Fleeing Siheung after the car accident, I sneaked onto a train without knowing it’s destination. I ended up in Beijing, and from there I was lucky enough to be employed as a maid in a large mansion half an hour from the capital.
After a few years working for my master, Mr. Zhang, he succumbed to a lung disease, leaving the house for his nephew and grandnephew. His grandnephew, Zhang Yixing, fell in love with me at first sight and I ultimately fell in love with his pursuing. Our love was sweet yet rough around the edges, but threatening it, was his father’s plan of marrying him off to someone else.”
The Zhang Mansion in the outskirts of Beijing, China, Late 1947
The sun was blinding when you leisurely stepped out of the mansion. The warm air was almost uncomfortable as you tugged on the thick layer of your skirt and apron. The collar of your dress was low on your collarbones due to your constant fiddling with it, and the arms of the dress were pulled up to level with your breasts due to the heat. Your eyes scanned the vast and well kept front yard, quickly finding the very man you were looking for - Yixing, waiting on you just as planned.
However, he was not alone. By his side, was a young Chinese woman with long, straight onyx hair and a wonderful, long, cream colored dress. They were both standing opposite to your master, Yixing’s father, and after a few seconds, realization dawned upon you and a stinging feeling of worry and jealousy summoned inside your chest. The sweat on your back was suddenly caused by other reasons than the striking heat, and your chest tightened with nervousness.
Was that the woman his father wanted him to marry? He didn’t seem too uncomfortable with her clinginess. Did he enjoy it? Had he noticed you?
a/n: inspired by the anime 'orange’ which made me cry like a little bum. ALSO! make sure you look at the dates to not confuse yourself in each transition. it’s ordered in dd/mm/yy and the italics are what’s written in the letters. this took me awhile to write, but it’s finally here- so please enjoy ok goodbye.
summary: a story about someone who receives letters from themselves ten years in the future and asks them to fix all their regrets and save a particular boy.
“Hold him and love him. Tell him how you feel. Tell him how much he means to you. And whatever you do, never let go of him.”
Life was never how you would plan it and you knew exactly that.
They say that life is unbearable if you make it unbearable- and as half of that statement is true, half of that statement is life on its own having a way of unravelling itself before you. As if it were knots to seams to threads- life had untied itself in an inevitable way, you could no longer complain anymore.
Summary: “I’m in love with your son.” “I know.” And that’s all it took for Dan Howell to break.
Word Count: 2.7k
A/N: Just some disgusting Dan-Mrs. Lester fluff. FLUFF enjoy.
When they got to the Lester’s house and were told that Dan usual room was being painted and that he and Phil had to share his room, the brunette didn’t think much of it, after all, they slept together all the time.
Well, they used to sleep together all the time back in 2009. I mean, it has only been, what? Seven years? They always fell asleep in the lounge and even ended up cuddling so, was there a differece?
Lance didn’t really know when it started. There were too many incidents to pinpoint its exact origins. It could have began when he tried to jump out the window when he was six to prove that he could totally fly Marcos. Or when he was nine and ate a bee when Lily said they were dangerous, because how dangerous can a chubby little bumblebee be? It was like it was always there, this little voice urging him to prove his worth through dangerous tasks.
it wasn’t until he was fifteen when the real trouble began.
Once again, the origins of the power he was given was unknown to him. He sorta just woke up one day and bam, he felt the emotions of everyone in the house. To say it was overwhelming would be an understatement. He could practically taste his mother’s worry and his sister’s sadness and he just wanted to help them you know? Ease their pain, because no one deserved to feel those emotions. Perhaps it was then that he became aware of the feelings his felt since he was a kid. He had a form of lachesism, or at least that’s what the therapist his parents forced him to go to told him.
It took countless hours of research to figure out what the hell lachesism even was, since it wasn’t something that simply popped up in everyday conversations. And the whole emotions things? Yeah, it took a while to figure out how that fit into this mess.
In fact, he was still trying to figure it all out when he went to the Garrison, which was yet another mess because he could feel all of the students’ emotions too. His family’s emotions were barely a sliver of what he had to endure every day. There was just, just so much sadness here. It was like a new wave hit him every time he moved, encasing him in this bubble of hurt. It was too much at times, causing him to spiral into anxiety attacks when Hunk was asleep.
Yet, he thrived in the pain he was forced to endure everyday. Maybe it was the fact he was given this power to know what everyone was feeling, but he finally felt like he was worth something. Who else could stand feeling other’s emotions constantly thrown at them, if they were not at least worth something. Call it middle child syndrome, but Lance finally felt like he could make a difference. He could help these people! All he had to do was try to keep them happy and their sadness would begin to melt away.
Thus, class-clown Lance was born at the age of 16, who was always there to crack a joke. He learned to talk more to make others feel comfortable and laugh loud enough for everyone to feel included. Finally, Lance felt clarity in his mind for the first time in years, and he was able to truly believe he had worth.
However this only solved the problem for a bit, as smiles can only go so far. Soon the sadness returned, albeit weaker than before, but it was still there. This unsettled Lance more than he thought it would. How could he help now? How could he prove he was more than just a cargo pilot? He was already struggling to keep up with Keith and now this?
It was when Lance was comforting Hunk after a panic attack did he realize just how far his powers could reach.
The two had been cuddling when Lance felt thispull, this tug towards Hunk’s emotions that he never felt before. He followed it of course and the feeling was indescribable. It was like he drowning in Hunk’s emotions, each feeling circling around him, urging him to touch, to feel. Shakily, he mentally reached out for the anxiety that kept bubbling up and it was like he sinking in this void of emotions that was endless. It wormed itself inside of Lance until it was gone, residing within him rather than Hunk. It was terrifying.
But Hunk’s smile after it was over, his slight laughter as he stated he felt better than he had in years, made it all worth it.
After being swept up in the whirlwind that was Voltron, Lance knew once again that he had worth. It wasn’t in his shooting capabilities or in his powerful bond with his lion or even in the persona he still continued. No, it was in the way he took away Pidge’s worry and soothed it with reassurance, how he slipped into Shiro’s room at night and removed the terror that plagued him to allow him a decent night of rest, and in the way he harbored Allura and Coran’s homesickness for the world they lost and offered them the feeling of family instead. This was his purpose, his way of showing his worth in subtle ways.
It took a toll on Lance though, the emotions he took away finding a home in his chest, weighing him down. He could feel the anxiety in his fingertips, the fear in his bones, and the never ending sadness in his mind. But it was worth it wasn’t it? He was protecting his teammates from the pain of these awful emotions, keeping up the spirits of Voltron through his pain. It was worth it.
Blue didn’t think so. She’d often lecture Lance on overdoing it and how it truly wasn’t worth it, but couldn’t she see that it was? By him feeling this, surviving through this, he was able to see Pidge laugh freely and Hunk grow into his role as a paladin. Watch as Keith became more open to the group, his previous doubts now backed up with trust in his team.
Oh cub, can’t you see how it weighs you down, how it tears you apart? She had asked one morning, specifically after a nasty panic attack. Can’t you see you’re worth more than this? That you’re more than just Lance, that you’re my paladin who doesn’t deserve this? Can’t you see?
But in the grand scheme of things, his wellbeing doesn’t matter, only that Voltron can still form. He was simply helping the process and he would be there for his team no matter what.
Despite this, Lance began to close in on himself. He spent hours upon hours with Blue, strengthening his powers so he could become more. He learned to manipulate the emotions, how to expel them onto others, making them feel the pain he suffered through each and everyday. He still went through his daily cleaning, helping each Paladin in whatever form they needed before heading back to his hangar and remaining there till night. The persona Lance built back at the Garrison had begun to crack, but it was fine because he was becoming stronger right? Now he could truly protect his team. He was no longer an emotional dump. He could send those emotions to whoever he pleased. He had worth.
The team began to get worried, however. They noticed how Lance began to close up, disappearing for hours on end. They knew they had to do something about it, but how?
“Maybe we could corner him?” Keith suggested, shrugging.
“No, no, he wouldn’t tell us what was wrong if we did that. How about we call him up to the bridge?” Hunk replied, glancing at Shiro, who was pacing.
“I don’t think that’ll work Hunk, you’ve seen Lance. Our best bet might be to go down to his hangar and speak to him there, the Blue Lion might help back us up,” Shiro sighed, looking down the hallway to where the hangars were,”I know he might freeze up but it’s the only option that gives us the backup of a lion.”
The team nodded, Hunk simply turning silently, before beginning their dissent towards the hangars, nervousness tickling the back of their necks. It wasn’t long until they all stood before the door of the Blue Lion’s hangar. With a quick glance at the team Shiro was about to open it when it opened on its own silently, shocking the team slightly. Blue hummed quietly in the back of their minds before disappearing, allowing the paladins to enter her hangar.
Hunk almost fainted at what awaited them, the rest gasping at the sight before them.
There in the middle of the hangar, sat Lance surrounded by a hurricane of black that swirled faster with each passing second. His eyes were squeezed shut, not seeing the paladins, yet they all felt like he just knew. It was when he opened his eyes that all hell broke loose.
Could I get a reaction to you kissing their stomach?
Enjoyyy cutiee~~ Sorry, I just have good day today 🤗 🙈
He stayed still and just looking at you with wide opened eyes. Your lips would relax him and give him shudder. Jin would stroke your back when you were kissing his abs. When you finished and put your head on his stomach with big smile he would smile too and you two were just staring at each other. Words weren’t needed in this time.
You two were laying in silent. You had your head on his chest listening to his heart beat. You kissed his chest and after that stomach. Yoongi was suprised by your acting. Looking at you and waiting when you’ll finished he thought what made you do that. But he don’t know and don’t want to know. You’re happy so he’s happy too and when he’s happy the world is happy so everything is beautiful.
“Woow. You are weird. But cute. And still weird. But I love you”
When you pressed your lips to his stomach he felt butterflies in it. He felt your love and that you’re precious. And so many feeling because of one kiss into stomach. Hobi would give you a little peck into your neck after that because he wanted you to feel loving too.
“You like my stomach. I like your neck. We can spend a lot of time kissing each other”
He loved feeling of your lips on his abs. His smile will be turning odd and maybe he’ll blush a little bit.After it he would told you that you can do it often because he like this feeling and he don’t mind.Namjoon will appreciate the feeling that you are giving to him every time you are doing something.
“I’m falling in love in you each day for new. How you’re doing this?”
At first he would get shy and trying to pull you back but later he would try to don’t mind it at all because he saw that you won’t give up. Enjoing that you are not embarressed so that mean that you feel comfortable with him but he will gets shy every time you kiss his abs. Jimin will kiss you softly in lips when you’ll finish and ask you why you like doing this so much but even with your answer he still can’t understand it.
“Y/n you are amazing. You like doing weird things and still looking cute. Tell me your secret”
Your lips would tickle him for little bit so he can giggle. Tae would give you finish and looking at you, acting like he is offended that you are kissing him like this without warning and tickle him. You knew that it didn’t tickle. When you said like this he would kiss your stomach to and staring tickle you to show you that he’s right.
“See Y/n? Now lets begin a tickle war!”
so yeah. Members are saying that he have the best abs in band so you would love to it and sometimes even kiss. He never realized that you liked it so much. Jungkook come back from gym and he complaint that his abs is hurting after training. You take his t-shirt a little bit up and softy kiss his stomach.Kookie will be surprised but won’t disturb you. When you finished he would give you a kiss on a cheek and smile to you. And now sometimes he’ll do things that showed his abs and looking at you with look “you know what I mean”.
“Thanks babe. Now I feel better. I had never expected that from you.”
this is also one of the cutest requests i’ve gotten
“Rest and water is what you need,” Julian says as he sits on the edge of the bed. The glass he was holding is put off to the side for a moment. You smile tiredly as he puts the cold rag to your forehead, it feels nice even though your fever had gone down already.
“No fancy medicine for me?” you ask, voice raw from coughing.
“You wouldn’t like any of it,” he laughs. Pushing the hair from your face with a soft touch, “Besides, the best thing for you is just rest. We’ll worry more about you not making it once your voice goes away.”
“Lovely,” you mutter, closing your eyes as Julian continues to run his hands through your hair. It doesn’t take long before you’re asleep again, breathing softly.
Julian keeps petting your hair for awhile, face worried as he moves the cloth to check your fever again. Not as bad as before, thank the gods. It only takes a moment to get a new cloth and grab a book. He sits back on the bed, next to you, laying the cool cloth on your head again. Moving the hair from your face, you stir in your sleep at the touch but don’t wake.
He continues to run soft touches through your hair, book in his lap as he waits for you to wake again. Content with waiting as long as it takes to get you better again.
Pairing(s): Tom Holland x Reader, Peter Parker x Reader
Warnings: mentions of death, slight swearing
Summary: Reader is an actress who is cast in the second Spiderman film. While filming, Reader’s boyfriend admits some harsh news right before an emotional scene between Peter and Reader’s character. Tom notices that something is wrong and eventually comforts and cheers her up. This is somewhat platonic but can really be taken any way. Mostly angst but some really cute fluff
Notes: In light of the new Spiderman movie that is coming out in like, two days, here’s a little thing that I’ve been thinking of. I might do a small follow up one shot if you guys want! Feedback is super appreciated, too. Enjoyyy!
BTS reaction: calling them while on tour because you can’t cum
Since Yoongi has been gone on tour, you decide that it’d be best if you buy something that can fulfill your needs. So you and friends go to a little adult store and you pick up a vibrator. You think it’s a little foolish, but you can’t do anything since Yoongi isn’t here. You think to yourself that Suga cannot know about this by any means.
You finally get home to test out your new little friend, but you feel a bit odd. You try it anyway. You start up the vibrator laying it on your clit, and immediately you start to love it. As you continue to move it in circular motions, you feel your breathing become heavier and the pit in your stomach become stronger. You close your eyes and let out a loud moan, but soon as you’re about to cum you stop. You start to cry because you realize how much you miss Yoongi and that you won’t be seeing him for another 2 months. You pick up the phone and dial Yoongi’s number.
“Hey baby, what’s up?” you can almost hear his smile you’ve been missing.
“I bought a vibrator today, and I’m using it now but I can’t cum because I miss you too much!” you say so fast Yoongi didn’t have time to get his words out.
“Um, Y/N you were on speaker… you gonna have to call you and help you later.” He laughs and you hang up the phone so fast, obviously super embarrassed.
You sigh in frustration, “I’ll just wait until he comes home I guess!”
You’ve been trying every night for the last 3 days but you just can’t seem to do it. Ever since Namjoon left for tour you find it hard to do anything. This includes cumming. You can’t cum for shit, you just find it hard because Namjoon isn’t the one making it cum. You decide to facetime Namjoon,
He picks up on the first ring “Hey cutie!”
“I’m sick of this..” you sound sad.
“What? The relationship? Why are you breaking up with me? I didn’t even do anything.” Namjoon is stumbling over his words.
“Omg no! I meant the fact that I can’t cum, like I try but I can’t do it!” Namjoon laughs.
“Well, how about I fly you out and we let my tongue handle it, baby.”
You like the sound of those words.
“Ugh just a little more baby, oh my god imma cum!” you watch Jimin on face time feeling all the pleasure that you’d wish you could feel. Phone sex just wasn’t your thing, you’ve told him that many times.
“You know Jiminie this isn’t fair, you get to cum every time!” Jimin burst out in laughter
“come on babe, just touch yourself it’s not that hard!” he’s still laughing.
“It’s not funnnyy, I want you to do it!” you honestly wanted to cry.
“I’m hanging up, gu bye!”
“You can’t do what babe!?” Tae says laughing.
“I said I can’t cum Tae. Why is that so funny?” You’re on the verge of tears because of embarrassment.
“Because you’reeee so nastyyy Y/N” he laughs again.
*Sends you this gif because it alone would make anybody cum!*
After explaining to Hobi why you can’t cum he insists that it’s because you haven’t seen his face in a while. So he facetime’s you to get some visuals for your mind before you go in on yourself.
“Well maybe if I pose like this you can get somewhere!”
“It’s okay baby, I’ll be home next week. I promise you’ll be cumming non stop then!”
felt super awk while writing this :) lol enjoyyy! ~Rae ♥