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Sweet Hereafter [Wonwoo]
words: 4.7k genre: angst/fluff, prince!au
summary: it was hard enough having to marry someone whom you didn’t even know, let alone when all the rumours about him seemed to be true
Dark eyes. A stiff upper lip. Stone cold features.
That is the demeanour that Jeon Wonwoo, prince and next in line to the throne, has become known for. Not only within his own homeland, but also outlying kingdoms which only those with a carriage for transport could reach in a reasonable amount of time. The young royal was infamous and despite his icy and dispassionate ambience, he was sought after by almost anyone whose ears deduced his name - like some sort of spectral spell was attached to it.
Also being the next successor within your domain, an invisible string had tied you to this boy from the moment you were born; he was to be the one you married before you had even entered this world. Knowing the stereotypes of the notorious prince and now being of age to participate in the marriage ceremony, you were anxious as it was deemed the time for you to meet your husband-to-be for the first time.
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there’s real tears running down my face rn
IT'S YOU!
synopsis ; you tell seungcheol about how he reminds you of red pandas! pairing ; scoups x fem reader genre ; fluff word count ; 0.5k hani’s notes ; because i keep seeing red panda videos and they remind me of my baby hehe
“red panda?” seungcheol asks after you had shoved your phone towards him. you nod your head excitedly.
“yeah! it looks like you,” you giggle at the way seungcheol jerks back a little at your statement, “it’s you!”
“sweetheart, how does that look anything like me?” seungcheol pinches your cheek at how enthusiastic you are about your new discovery of the similarities between seungcheol and red pandas.
“but it does…look at its face, is it not literally you?”
seungcheol studies the photo of a red panda, he lips twitching into a tight pout for a second before going back to their resting position.
“i don’t see it…” he trails off as he continues to stare at your phone and then back up at you.
you huff and return to slumping your back against the couch, “it does, how do you not see it?”
seungcheol has the audacity to laugh at your frustration, i mean, why is he laughing when he’s the one who doesn’t get what you mean?!
“why don’t you show me, doll? hm?”
“oh, i’ll show you,” you get up from your place and move to sit on seungcheol’s lap, “look.”
he smooths a hand over the back of your head, “mm, i’m looking.”
“look at its glossy, dark eyes, exactly like yours and the nose. also, the thick eyebrows,” you point at the curved white stripes above the panda’s eyes then run a finger over seungcheol’s eyebrow, “so pretty.”
you babble on a bit more, pointing out the similarities from the photo at first while seungcheol just nods along, too caught up in staring at you with so much love in his eyes to even process anything you’re saying.
you don’t miss the chance to present a video of a little red panda standing on its hind legs, throwing its paws in the air in an attempt to scare people nearby and you definitely don’t miss the chance to explain to seungcheol how the action is oh so cute and reminds you of him.
of course, he just chuckles at your words and boops your nose with fondness.
“you’re so cute, i’ll eat you.”
“cannibalism?”
seungcheol lifts your hand and bites your forefinger. his action isn’t a weird thing between the two of you, it’s a common occurrence. you would bite his bicep whenever you got cuteness aggression, seungcheol had picked up the little habit and had started doing the same to you.
it was endearing how certain habits of yours were adopted by seungcheol and vice versa.
“how’s that cannibalism? you said i’m more of a red panda rather than a human, silly girl.”
seungcheol grabs your face between both of his large hands and smashes his lips with yours. it’s quite a funny kiss that he often does, a kiss where he’s pressing his lips so hard against yours before letting go with a loud ‘mwah!’ after.
you think it’s silly but if it’s seungcheol doing it, you love it. you love everything he does in his little seungcheol manner.
akechi holding up mouse joker who suddenly transforms back into normal joker so now akechi is just holding a whole ass joker in his arms
habbbibirthday my silly riddling freak <3
*SIGH*
Tfw you crack ship Chloe and Nino for the sake of fic but then you get all these cute pictures in your head like
Chloe painting her toenails on Nino’s couch and using him as a back rest while he works on his music (she’s totally wearing one of his shirts)
Instagram post of a bundle of blankets with blonde hair sticking out and the caption “my girl has serious bedhead”
Charity event with them both wearing Stand Up to Cancer shirts
Retweet of DJ Bubbler’s latest album promo with a string of heart emojis
Pre-dating but totally aware of each other’s feelings, Nino pins Chloe down to get her to shut up about something, she stares up at him with huge eyes and her face all red, he just laughs at her (Adrien is on the recliner watching them like “Get a rooooom”)
Chloe wearing Nino’s glasses and screaming that he’s blind
Standing beside each other, Chloe holding a cup of coffee out to him and blushing while she drinks her own
Chloe has fallen asleep!! with her head!! on his shoulder!!!!
Forehead kiss ajdksfh’alskdjfh’laskjdfhasgldkjhfas
*tumbles into rare pair hell*
Hello, are these the cops? Detain the author. The reason is the theft of the heart. @official-simp
Oh. And you're pretty darn good, author. Thanks for responding to my strange posts. You make one person in the world happy on the other side of the earth. (´ ∀ `) ノ～ ♡ I thought some authors were ignoring me(Due to nationality). But it's not that. Thank you again for your feedback. It doesn't need to be published, I just wanted you to know that.Take care of yourself and happy holidays. Anonymous ( ´ ω ` ) which is Magdalen.
awwweee, im glad that i was able to make you happy 🥺🥺 it warms my heart knowing that i was able to do that and just ignoring someone because of their nationality and shit just seems kinda racist to me 👁️👄👁️💧 we don't accept racist people here- i don't like em at all. if possible, i would kick them in their faces- and please do take care of yourself also 🥺🥺
♡Moria x GN!Reader
♡Please I don't wanna think about what happened to absalom 💀
WARNINGS: Just Moria being a bit tsundere
♡You walked around the castle for a bit, wondering where you lover had disappeared to, you asked Hogback and Hildon if they had seen him, they said no but Hildon offered to help you look. You sighed, thinking of where he would be, he's not with Hogback, not at the top of the castle, no where in the woods, then it came to you. The room with the giant, could he be there?
♡You headed back on the way up to the top of the castle, determined to find him. Once you had reached the top you looked around one last time before heading into the cold and dark tunnel, you didn't like being with the giant because it was cold and frankly your clothes did not keep you very warm. Once you had reached the end of the tunnel and saw the giant you looked around and there he was.
♡Gecko Moria, the one and only, staring at the giant while sitting down. You had slowly walked up to him, not trying to disturb anything until you got in front of him, you waved your hand a bit until you looked at his eyes, they were glazed over with lust? No it didn't look anything of the sort, he looked tired and looked like he was on the verge of crying.
♡You walked up to him and climbed up his stomach and pulled his head down "Moria," you said in a singsong tone. He didn't respond which made you pout, you gently slapped his cheek, "Gecko, wake up," you said which he suddenly came out of his trance, "huh? What are you doing here?" he asked, "I was looking for you dear, we were suppose to take a nap together remember?" You said with a small frown. "Ah I remember I just hit my head earlier and had to sit down," he said with what you presumed to be embarrassment, "Really now? Where did you hit your head dear," he pointed right in the center of his head a little below his horns were pertruding.
♡You had gently kissed where he pointed and continued to do that around his face which when you stopped was beet red and he had his eyes closed. When you stopped he opened his eyes and scolded you for making fun of him, "I'm not a child," he said with a frown and crossed his arms, you giggled at his childish antics. You kissed the corners of his mouth and squished his face a little, "I know love but did it make your boo-boo feel better," you asked with a motherly tone, intending to tease him a little, he whined at his face being squished, "Yes yes now let my face go," he said, you laughed and let him go, "right sorry, sorry," you said while backing away from him so he could stand up.
♡He got up and held covered his mouth and walked away from you, you followed him. He had walked to his room and sat on his bed, you watched him from the door as he laid down. He put his hands up and did the grabby hands, you smiled and ran towards his bed and climbed up to join him. You kissed him, gently, he kissed back, after you pulled away he pushed his face into your body, careful not to hurt you, and sighed with content.
♡You smiled and closed your eyes as you pet his head while falling asleep. Moria was out like a light when you had started petting his head, a small blush on his cheeks and a satisfied expression. It was always better when he took naps with you.
I just randomly thought of Beth convincing Rick to do face masks with her and I just- 😍😍😍😍
It's too pure.
I feel like writing this as a one shot or headcanon now.
Lemme know what you think?
A group of resting otters is called a raft. To keep from drifting away from each other, sea otters will wrap themselves in seaweed to form what resembles a raft.
Did you guys see the NFL game they did in Munich, Germany?
It was the first International American Foot Ball game ever and the stadium was packed and everyone was singing Country Roads and Sweet Caroline and swaying back and forth it’s so nice that Germans and American have such a close relationship. Out of all the places to choose to have it they chose Germany. Not exactly sure what the reasoning was on that but it seemed to go amazingly. Look at this, it’s so cute!:
I think it’s nice to shine light on heartwarming things that go on in the world. (Yes I am a sports ball fan)
They also did a Pre game show this year in London
There is some sort of irony in a British person singing the US National anthem (Which is esentaly a diss track) with a US Fighter jet fly over at the end. So violently American we it they love it. <3
I need help HAHAHHA
I BOUGHT THIS SQUID PLUSH AND IM IN LOVE
Aziraphale's favorite color is yellow
puppy love - 심재윤
in which jake makes the most if his (expensive) visit to the vet.
tags: fluff, vet!reader, layla’s not overweight irl but for the sake of the plot let’s say she’s been eating a little too well;;
author’s note: idk i wrote this in like an hour bc of a sudden burst of motivation. no proofreading bc it’s 3am LOL. first fic woo!! enjoy!!!
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jake’s worried. panicking, even.
layla’s laying down next to him in the back of the taxi, her eyes shifting around nervously. jake’s leg is bouncing up and down as anxiety courses through his veins. layla had slipped and fallen down the stairs while he was home and her sharp whining whenever she walked afterwards made him uneasy. so, he was quick to call up the nearest vet clinic and book the soonest appointment for a consultation.
he’s really, really worried though. layla’s never had any bad scares like this one, so he’s not sure what to expect. what if it’s worse than he thinks? what if they tell him layla’s broken a bone? what if layla has to go through surgery? oh god - jake thinks he might throw up.
he’s interrupted from his thoughts as the taxi driver stops the car and announces they’ve arrived. thanking the driver, jake exits the car and gulps nervously as he surveys the exterior of the clinic. it feels ominous.
a bell rings as he pushes open the door, and the girl at the front desk looks up from the computer screen. “welcome in! how may i help you?”
“uh… i have an appointment at 11:30. for layla.” jake responds.
“awesome, i see you in our calendar. please hold tight while i let the vet know you’re here.” she smiles kindly, but it does little to ease jake’s nerves. still, he manages a tight-lipped smile and curt nod in response.
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jake watches as someone emerge from the back, looking at a clipboard in their hands. “layla?”
he stands up right away, prompting layla who had been laying by his feet to do the same. “yes, that’s us.”
you look up at the source of the voice and send him a pleasant smile. walking towards him, you reach out your hand and he shakes it, but not before quickly swiping his palm on his jeans. “nice to meet you. i’m dr. l/n, and i’ll be taking a look at layla today. how about we head inside so i can take a better look at her?”
jake nods earnestly and gently tugs on layla’s leash to have her follow him into the consultation room in the back. once inside, you ask if he could kindly place layla on the table - a request he readily complies to. you’re impressed at how little he struggled given the fact that layla is a fairly big dog. clearly, he was strong. and maybe kind of cute, too.
“so,” you begin, “what seems to be the issue?”
“she had a bit of a bad fall and she’s been limping and whining a lot since then… i’m worried she might’ve broken a bone or something like that?” jake explains as he runs his hand comfortingly through layla’s fur.
you nod as he speaks, reaching over to assess any damage. after checking her heartbeat with your stethoscope, you flex her hips, gently press on her legs, and check on her paws.
as you do so, layla’s continuously making noises of discontent. initially, you had believed that her right front leg was causing her discomfort since she’d barked sharply when you touched it. however, she’d done the same thing for every other limb you’d touched as well. smiling, you turn your attention to her owner.
“i don’t see anything wrong with layla. her legs are fine, i’d say the shock of the fall is probably what made her respond like that. us people tend to coddle our pets a lot when they get injured, and dogs especially like that attention so they exaggerate it to make it seem worse than it is.”
jake is dumbfounded. “so you’re saying layla was just being dramatic?”
you smile apologetically. “yes… i know it’s not the news you were expecting, but that’s a good thing! means she’s not injured.”
you’re right, jake supposes. but that means i brought her all the way here because she’s a drama queen?!
you note the way jake sighs heavily, and it makes you want to try and console him by making his trip to the clinic seem somewhat worthwhile with basic medical advice.
“however, i would recommend putting her on a bit of a diet. she seems to be just a little bit over the ideal weight, and that can cause unnecessary strain on her joints.” you explain and jake nods, hanging on to every word coming out of your mouth. “after all, we want layla to live a long and healthy life, don’t we?” you coo, reaching out to ruffle her neck.
jake smiles. cute.
wait, what?
he takes this chance to finally look at you. he’d been too occupied previously with worry that he hadn’t been able to actually register what you looked like. now, he can see that you are, in fact, cute. you look around his age, and he’s impressed that you’re a vet this young. you suit the scrubs, but he wonders what you’d wear outside of work.
you pull away from layla and jake snaps back to reality. he’s glad layla’s okay. still, he sternly faces her and points his index finger toward her snout. “alright missy, you’re going on a diet starting today. consider it punishment for scaring me like that.”
chuckling, you turn to face him and he mirrors your action. there’s not much left to say, so he thanks you quickly and leaves the room, closing the door behind him. you stay since you have to log layla’s information in your computer. as you’re wrapping up, you add one more thing in layla’s “additional information” section.
additional information: super cute, looks exactly like owner
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jake silently mourns on his way back home. again, he’s glad layla’s okay. he really is. but he had to pay an extraordinarily large amount of money just to be told that she’s fine. and a little fat.
he glares at layla, who looks back at him with sparkling eyes. his heart melts at the sight, and he sighs as he pets her. jake thinks of you and the fondness in your eyes as you petted the same fur moments prior. maybe something good did come out of his visit to the vet.
suddenly, he gets an idea. he paid a lot of money for this consultation, so he could be a little greedy. as a client, he could ask for your number, right? after all, what if something truly serious happened next time? he’d rather skip the formality of booking an appointment through the website and speak directly with you instead.
so, he pulls up the clinic’s information and calls the number on their website. a girl — likely the same one who welcomed him in — answers and asks what she could do for him.
“hey, i was just at the clinic for an appointment with my dog layla. i hope this doesn’t sound weird, but do you think it would be possible to get the number of the vet who saw layla today? just in case anything happens to layla again. you know?”
jake physically cringes as he speaks. way to not sound weird.
“uhm… one moment please.” the girl responds. jake hears whispering on the other side of the call.
what he didn’t know was that you were right next to the girl on call, sorting through some paperwork before you saw your next patient.
“doctor! layla’s owner is calling and asking if he can get your number..?” your secretary whispers.
you whip your head towards her, not believing what you heard. layla’s owner? the cute, fluffy hair guy?
she looks as giddy as you feel, giggling as she raises her eyebrows suggestively. laughing at her, you give her a thumbs up and she’s quick to bring the phone to her ear again.
“hello? yes, the doctor said there’s no problem. do you have something to write with? okay. her number is…”
you smile to yourself as she recites your personal number. a bell rings throughout the clinic, notifying you of your next patient’s arrival. you greet them and lead them to your consultation room and as you close the door your phone buzzes.
unknown number: hi, this is jake. layla’s dad. thanks again for the help today. if you don’t mind, i’d like to take you out sometime?
you bite your lip to suppress your grin. quickly, you reply.
you: i’d love that. date and time?
Ok so I found this song the other day and I've been listening to it on repeat when the kiribaku brain rot took over. If you have never heard tunnel vision by egg I recommend you do because it is LITERALLY JUST BAKUGUO PINING FOR KIRISHIMA!!! I AM LOSING MY MIND OVER THIS!
Please if someone could draw this it would be great bc I can't draw for shit
yoongi and jimin praising one another x
SO NO ONE IN THE KIRBY COMMUNITY WARNED ME THAT THE WADDLE DEES WERE THE REAL VILLAINS OF THE SERIES.