hoseok x reader // min yoongi x reader, college! hoseok, college! yoongi
summary: you were broken from
a past relationship, and Hoseok wanted to fix you, but what price was he
willing to pay? Would he end up worse off, or would you realise in time, that
your best friend was the one…?
note. inspired by this
I SAW THE SAERAN AND JUMIN REQUEST AND CAN YOU IMAGINE JUMIN GOING UP TO SEVEN AND BEING LIKE, "I've taken a liking to your brother saeyoung", IM SCREAMING 💀
Oh God… look what you did. Now you actually implanted that idea in my head. I have NO idea how these two would be LMAO. Jumin would try to show his affection, but it might come as a bit aggressive, and Saeran doesn’t know how to react to it (and I figured he’d be a huge tsundere.) Whereas Seven is confused and slightly disturbed how things came to be.
No it's fine, they're not my type. Ha. I can appreciate a beautiful person without having to watch their entire back catalogue of work y'know.
You don't have time for this!
Relax, it's just one film.
It's one film now, but then there's the three hours of Google Image Searches afterwards!
Nonsense! I just want to make sure I'm immune.
It's fine. I can look at them and feel nothing.
I feel nothing.
Why have you spent 45 minutes looking at their pictures?
I feel nothing.
You're imagining lazy Sunday morning cuddles with you as the little spoon! This is it. You're gone.
I feel nothing. Maybe I am incapable of love now.
*eyeroll* Batten down the hatches, lads, she's gonna go - in three... two... one...
Here we go!
They really are beautiful! Like oh my god look at them it's like they were carved by angels!!! Oh no no no no no!!! Not this! This can't be happening! Oh no! I thought I was immune! Why you play me this way, Brain?! WHY DIDN'T YOU STOP ME BEFORE IT WAS TOO LATE?!?!?
Hi! I just read your fic of singing Killian and I LOVE it. Could you write something like him singing to his kid or something similar? I just can't get it out of my mind....
lol anons y’all betta stop giving me prompts that i like or else i’m never gonna finish the fics i’m supposed to be writing hahahah
It’s three in the morning and Emma is so tired. Maggie’s crying, again, as babies tend to do, and Emma is trying really hard to get up, really. But her body is just so damn heavy, and she feels like she hasn’t had a decent night’s rest since they brought her home three weeks prior.
She hopes that her daughter’s wails will quiet on their own so she doesn’t have to move. It is her turn, after all, since Killian soothed her to sleep two hours ago.
But the seconds tick by and the longer she lies there, the guiltier she feels. She just wants to be selfish for one night, just this one night. It’s not that she doesn’t love Maggie more than life itself, or that she wishes to ignore her. She just needs sleep, more than she can ever remember needing sleep.
The bed shifts beside her and she hears the rough timbre of Killian’s voice, thick with exhaustion, and his words make her want to sob with relief.
“I’ll get her, love. Sleep.”
She can’t even manage to respond with any sense, just an almost whimper of an agreement. He kisses her head, lips buried in her hair for the briefest of moments, and then he leaves. She misses his warmth already but she can’t even open her eyes.
Maggie’s hysterical sobs seem to ease up as soon as Killian enters her nursery. She can hear through the baby monitor the way he calms her with words of reassurance. He is probably holding her right against his chest and rocking her from side to side. That’s one of his favorite things to do.
The cries get quieter and quieter, loud hiccups still punctuating her breaths, but only cease when Killian’s voice lilts out softly, soothingly, in a melodic lullaby. Maggie becomes silent. Moisture pricks behind Emma’s eyelids.
Emma has no doubt that she’s staring up at her father in wonder, mesmerized by his song, finally feeling safe and warm and loved. She feels guilty once again for not going to her first.
His voice fades as if someone has lowered the volume on the baby monitor, then grows stronger again, but this time it’s sharper and clearer than before. She realizes as the floorboards creak that he’s returned to their room, definitely with Maggie in his arms, and he’s still singing the low, steady tune.
The bed bows under the weight of him when he slips back under the covers and Emma peels her eyes open just long enough to blearily take in the image of Killian lying on his back and Maggie sprawled on his chest, her eyes shut.
Emma scoots closer and Killian’s arm automatically comes around her. She moves so her head is on his shoulder, and she brushes a kiss on Maggie’s forehead. All the while, Killian continues to sing.
The lullaby is just as much for her as for their daughter, she thinks, just before she slips back into her dreams.
Hiya! I'm fairly new here and I really enjoy your work, and so I want to ask you something. How would Sombra, Reinhardt and Dva react if their S/O was an extremely good cook, and when they try their food, they can't stop shoveling it in their mouths?
((nom nom nom - Mod Tez))
Mate she loves home food.
Anything cooked in a pot that’s like a soup, she eats it right up.
She likes beans and sweet potatoes the best.
Will definitely kiss you and pamper you after three plates of food.
She loves desserts too. She’ll ask if she can share them with Gabe and Amelie.
She always pays back by hacking her way to getting you cool collectibles at no charge.
Make her mashed potatoes with gravy and soup.
She will make sure you go to bed happy if you do.
I’ll leave up to you how she makes you happy before bed ;)
He grew up with stews and roasts.
That’s the only thing he hated about Overwatch.
The canteen of the mess hall didn’t serve that nice home cooking.
He had to eat what he called lard on crap.
When you cook for him a stew or anything that reminds him of home he will bear hug you.
Say goodbye to your ribs because he has a crushingly strong hug.
He is better at baking sweets than cooking savoury meals.
So when you cook him something, he bakes you a nice, delicious batch of cookies or small pasties.
He likes to make cookies best so you and him can chat about cooking over a mug of hot cocoa and cookies.
She lives solely on junk food.
Please feed her proper food.
She eats anything that isn’t a vegetable.
She loves fruit salads but she’s too busy playing games to make them.
Hana appreciates everything you cook up for her.
If you hand her a snack while she is on a livestream she likes to embarrass you nicely.
“My sweet partner (Y/N) makes the best snacks! shout out to my love!”
When she’s not busy she eats with you while watching movies.
Okay so I have kinda gotten obsessed with the idea of what 2D and Murdoc would do while on plastic beach. Not rlly in a romantic way and besides the abusive shit, what do you think they would do. I can't stop thinking about it
(I’ve been giving this a lot of thought and I want to point out that I became a fan later on. I’ve always loved their music but since my English wasn’t that good back then, I only found out about the backstory a year back or so. This means I might not know everything about the three other phases.)
I have a feeling though that, even though Murdoc and 2D tried to kill each other on that plastic island, they still got somewhat along. Murdoc found this place by himself and spend quite a long time totally isolated from people, meaning he probably wouldn’t survive if 2D and him couldn’t interact properly when on the island together. Basic human needs are good social interaction. So I’ve made a list:
They’ve had looooong talks about everything; life, love, politics (as well as 2D could keep up), right and wrong.
When 2D complained about the fact that you couldn’t order pizza to the island, Murdoc took the challenge and found out that he was pretty good at cooking/making pizza.
When they get drunk on rum together, there’s sweet talks about how they hate and appreciate each other.
Sometimes they just chilled in the sun, Murdoc laughing at 2D because he always got sunburnt and not tan at all.
They’d get really giddy and happy when a song turned out brilliantly!
2D would start seeing stuff in the horizon and Murdoc would have to explain that it is a Fata Morgana, which leaves him puzzled so Murdoc starts explaining it from scratch - “Wow, you’re so clever, Murdoc!”
Murdoc would become very interested in marine life and would start exploring the waters around the island, excitedly talking to 2D about what fish, and so on, he has seen. Eventually also making fun of his fear of whales.