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new emotions

SAERAN x gn! reader | fluff

a/n: he deserves the world :( <3

how were you supposed to act when the man who fell for was crumbling in front of you after realizing he fell for someone? 

Afficher davantage

—☆ best mistake ever!

synopsis you wanted to ask rin itoshi out, but accidentally slipped your note into the wrong locker! what now? a nagi seishiro x f!reader smau.

genre fluff, crack

content + warnings university au!! mega cringe warning LMAOOO, swearing, kys/kms jokes, brainrot in general (lmk if i need to add more!), NOTHING ABOUT THIS SERIES IS SERIOUS, reader is an anxious mess

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status ongoing!

chapters (those with a ✨ contain written portions!)

lunchly ambassadors // mikage corporate slaves

01. plot

02. note

03. HE TEXTED!!!

04. wrong cutie? ✨

05. afterdate

06. new friends

07. the girls are fighting

08. ask slursagi

09. nightmare

10. run away ✨

11. hint ✨

12. don't run away

13. you're worth changing for ✨

14. epilogue

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BOOKSTORE BOY

Yelling his "I love you" in the briny wind.

Series : Bookstore Boy / end

Pairing : Armin x fem!reader

Tags : @sad-darksoul — @ringsofsaturnnnn — @underthetree845 — @oliviaissocool1 — @crisalidaseason — @koriinsan

Note : the finale can't live in the drafts forever! i know it's short and the story was meant to have more chapters, but i don't have the "feeling" to continue it (some stories have their time and i can't write on them further, happens to my irl stories too). so please take this finale scene and let it have a home in your daydreams. thank you everyone who enjoyed this story, your comments made it a memorable and wonderful experience to write💗

Armin was in love with you. Anyone could see that even at a glance. He radiated his feelings like the sun, albeit a bit self-consciously. Sometimes when staring at you, he seemed entranced; his coffee would go untouched and turn cold, his stories would go unfinished and stay at 1300 words — 1300 words of love.

He would write each word carefully with his quill, and bring the onion-thin letter to the beach one day to give to you. God knows he couldn't say all that he felt with his voice — no way, it would shake too much and he'd stutter just like he had stuttered when he first met you in the bookstore. So he wanted to tell you everything he felt in a letter instead.

But of course, funny things happen in life.

It was a windy day when you rode on the back of Armin's bicycle to the beach. When he prepared to give you the letter, it blew right out of his delicate grip, and flapped away in the air until it swooped down into the incoming ocean waves — disappearing forever.

"I spent a long time writing that..." he shook his head.

"... what was it? Poetry?" you asked.

He was walking alongside you to the rustic wooden path that lead away from the beach. The wind whipped his hair around violently and made him squint and blink.

"I — uhm — no, not poetry... just a letter." he replied.

He started shifting awkwardly.

"A letter?" you questioned, "What did you write?"

"Ahhh, I can't say it..." he made a shy smile and rubbed the back of his neck.

He goofily backed away from you until he made a distance between you and him, and then he waved. He was stood in the sand and you were stood next to the beach grass.

"Tell me!" you yelled, smiling at his antics. "I want to know! So come back here and tell me!"

You were yelling with a smile, holding the handles of his bicycle to keep it stable in this forceful wind. Armin's cat was sat in its front basket; Umi looked at Armin, then at you, then started licking her paw.

Armin took a deep, steadying inhale of the briny scent of the sea. It gave him courage. Something about the sea always steadied his mind.

Then he yelled something into the wind at you, but it was inaudible because of a sudden and hard gust that blew by.

"WHAT?" you yelled back, "WHAT DID YOU SAY? I DIDN'T HEAR YOU."

"I LOVE YOU."

"WHAT?"

"I LOVE YOU!"

"HUH?"

He rolled his eyes. You watched his t-shirt flapping with the wind, and his hair whipping around.

He cupped his hands over his mouth and yelled louder.

"I SAID; I LOVE YOU!!"

You paused, looked at him, and slowly smiled with your eyes and cheeks. He was so red in the face, redder than you'd ever seen him. His ears felt hot. His heart was pounding like a drum.

"I LOVE YOU TOO, ARMIN!!"

His heart pounded harder and his blush spread down his cheeks to his jawline.

He inhaled and used all the strength in his lungs to yell back;

"I LOVE YOU MORE!!"

The letter he meant to give to you was lost at sea somewhere in-between waves by then. The ink of the last part dissolved;

... your love makes me feel courageous like a soldier. Thank you for everything; my bookstore girl.

© arminsumi

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This is fictional work.

Open the Door

Canon verse Armin Arlert x Fem!Reader         Part 2

Based on a dream I had about the scouts + Armin. Also based on “the door” scene in euphoria with Fez and Rue.

CW: SEASON 3 SPOILERS, Angst (no comfort), swearing, panic attacks, reader is mean to Jean :(

Summary: After the Battle of Shiganshina and Armin inheriting the Colossal Titan, the scouts decide that Y/N cannot be on their squad anymore because it will distract Armin. Y/N is left to think Armin is dead.

Word Count 2.7k (not proofread yet sorry shawties)

**Comment for a part 2?? <3

Afficher davantage

MC: Why are you following me? Ominis: Because we're dating. MC: Okay... Why is Sebastian following me? Ominis: We're a packaged deal. Sebastian: Buy one get one free.

If your still doing requests would it be ok for Chigiri x Ego Sister or Just Chigiri x Fem Reader in general?! I adore him as a character all together and I just need more Chigiri Hyoma content!! Like why does no one write for this man for real?

chigiri is 100% one of the more underrated characters in blue lock! i was so sad when i saw there wasn't a lot of stuff for him when i started watching blue lock ;v; thank you for requesting <3333

ᵐʸ ʳᵃⁱⁿᵇᵒʷ ᵒⁿ ᵃ ʳᵃⁱⁿʸ ᵈᵃʸ !!

you watched your boyfriend of six months sit in his room, staring at nothing.

his once, lovely, reddish-pink hair was tangled and ruffled, not having been washed for a while, and his skin looked paler than it was when you last saw him a week ago.

you had gotten a call from his mother, asking you with a teary voice if you could come and visit him after school to at least get him to shower and eat something. anything to take care of himself and make him a little more vibrant than he was now.

looking at hyoma now, you weren't sure if you could do it.

you didn't know how much your support would mean to him, if it meant anything at all. the two of you really haven't been dating for long when the accident happened, and hyoma gave hints that he didn't really value the relationship very much because the two of you were only in middle school. there was no reason for him to be so attached and devoted to a relationship that might not even last a full year.

you understood, but it didn't mean that it hurt any less. in fact, knowing that he didn't value your relationship as much as you did hurt a lot more than it would be if you didn't know.

but even with the hurt, you couldn't leave him alone. not when he was so broken and in need of help, but so stubborn to reject all the help that would come to him and go.

"hyoma, it's been a while..."

you stand at the doorway to his room, not quite in the room, but close enough. you didn't want to intrude on him.

"oh... it's you."

god, his voice was so weak compared to how he talked to you a month ago. he was so passionate, full of energy, and strong-minded back then, but now he was a mere shell of himself. he sounded empty, like an old car running on fumes.

"you... haven't been to school lately, so i wanted to check up on you. i brought some food and-"

his response was instant. he didn't even spare you a glance, but his expression turned sour just at the mention of you wanting to check up on him.

"i don't want it. leave."

"but hyoma-."

he finally looked at you.

"you don't understand anything! get out!"

his eyes were so dark. they were dimmed to the point you thought his eyes had turned black or brown, but you realize it was because he had lost a valuable dream to him. a goal he wanted to fulfill for the longest time. the eyebags and swollen eyes told you enough, but you couldn't find it in yourself to leave.

"hyoma..."

you couldn't find the words to say to him.

he looked so disgusted with you, what were you supposed to say? how were you supposed to react?

"get out... i don't want to see you anymore."

perhaps it was his emotions doing all the talking, but you hoped with every beat of your heart that he didn't mean it. that he wasn't thinking straight with how much pain and sleepless nights he went through alone. you didn't want to leave him alone like that. you couldn't. even if he found your relationship to be nothing but a joke and a fond memory to look back on in the future, you didn't want things to end on a bad note.

so, you approached him.

stepping into his room, over the piles of clothes he left on the floor, the picture frames and ripped posters of soccer players, and whatever else until you reached him. sitting on his bed looking so broken, yet so pretty still.

you found him beautiful and angelic, even if he looked like a mess.

"hyoma... how are you so pretty even when you're sad?"

your question startles him, and he snaps his head to look at you, yell at you and demand that you're wrong. he has nothing special about him anymore until he sees you. he doesn't just look. he sees you.

your eyes looked so tired, so heavy, like you were carrying a burden like he has been for the past month. but your lips, the same ones that pressed delicate and sweet kisses on his hand for good luck before his games, were pressed into a fine line. they were shaking, like you were trying not to cry.

he couldn't remember your lips pressing on his hands before the game that ruined his leg.

he couldn't remember seeing you there in the audience, but he knew you were there to hold his hand at the hospital. you had let him cry on your shoulder and get snot all over your blouse because of him, but you never said a word about it.

now, you're calling him pretty after all the mean and ugly things he said to you.

this entire time, he thought there was something special about him, and you were about as ordinary as anyone could be, but hyoma realized it now.

how you were too kind for him. too patient with him. beautiful in all the right ways, and plain in all the best ways. and this entire time, he's been pushing you away for what? his pride? his selfish wants? what was it that kept him from giving all the love in the world, because when he sees it now, you've done everything to deserve it.

you didn't deserve him because you were too good for a selfish, broken boy like him, but you were still here.

"i'm not pretty..."

you hear him say.

you want to deny it instantly.

"that's not true... you are pretty, hyoma. you just can't see it right now."

just like how he couldn't see all the soft smiles and vibrant love you've given him the past six months and didn't bat an eye to it.

"... really?"

"yeah... i wouldn't lie to you, hyoma."

you're right. you never lied to him about anything before. if you thought he could do better on a school assignment, you'd say he'll need to study harder. if you saw he wasn't taking care of himself and practicing too much, you'd scold him for it. you were kind, but you weren't a pushover.

hyoma can't remember if he listened to you, but he had a feeling his leg was ruined because he didn't listen.

"right... sorry."

you take the liberty to sit on his dirty bedroom floor, wanting him to meet your eyes without looking up at you like you were standing over him. he didn't want you to sit on the floor. no, sitting next to him was much more suitable for you, even if he was stinky and pale from not taking care of himself for a whole week and a half.

"wait, no... sit here..."

he gently takes your arm and pats the space next to him with his other hand, like the space between the two of you was too big for him to bear.

you listen without complaint. hyoma wishes he could be a good listener like you. he could feel your warmth from the close proximity, with your arms touching and thighs touching. he felt safe with you, relaxed with you. the world was starting to look a little brighter when he was with you, and hyoma wondered if he was so blinded by everything else that he didn't realize you were the one who made it so colorful for him.

"hyoma, do you remember our conversation two months ago? the one about kissing?"

he could barely remember, but the boy recalls that he teased you heartlessly for thinking he'll let you be his first.

"mm, yeah."

you give him a small smile at his response.

"i'm not mad at you. i know you think this relationship isn't going to last a long time but-"

"no."

"huh?"

he shakes his head, as if he wanted to emphasize what he said.

"no..."

he didn't want you to leave him so soon.

hyoma doesn't think the pain of losing you forever to some random guy would come close to the pain he felt in his leg. what would become of his vibrant and color-filled life without you?

"... hyoma, what do you mean by no?"

you ask, inching your hand closer until it touched his, and hyoma instantly grabbed your hand like you were going to run away from him that very moment.

"i don't want you to leave..."

you couldn't tell if he didn't want you to leave him alone physically or break up with him, but it didn't feel like it mattered too much what the difference was.

"hyoma, i'm not leaving you... not now. not when you're so sad."

the pink-haired boy rests his head on the crook of your neck, closing his eyes as the sleepless nights start to cave in on him. he feels like steel weights have been chained his to entire body, and you were the key to getting them off. was a middle schooler supposed to feel this way about his girlfriend he had for six months? hyoma doesn't think so, but you weren't some ordinary girlfriend.

no, you were so much more than that, and now that he sees it, he couldn't unsee it.

you didn't deserve to have your efforts and love be unseen.

"... y/n, if you leave... i don't think i can live the same anymore..."

you put your head on his, comforting him as you have done since the accident.

"well, good thing i'm not thinking about leaving anytime soon."

yes, it was.

because you were hyoma's rainbow even on the rainiest of days.

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VAE Ray is on my mind today. Like if we take the classic 'V route but in love with Ray' road, you cannot tell me that that boy did not think of you almost every single day during the two years he has spent away on his painful recovery. There is so much left unsaid between the two of you: so much guilt, so much hurt and so many regrets plaguing his head every time he sees something that reminds him of you. And, God, does that include a lot of things.

He goes outside and one look at the clouds brings back a memory of those short but meaningful talks he shared with you about the most simple of things. He remains indoors, and after taking a sip of the herbal tea that Jihyun made for him, he is immediately transported back to a peaceful tea party he set up for you. He stares at his hands, and he can't help but think back on how heavenly your touch felt against them. And how much he regrets wearing those pesky gloves at the time, never giving him the chance to feel your skin on his.

You're like a ghost that watches over his every step. It's often painful. Like a constant reminder of all that could have been if he didn't ruin every chance at his happiness with you. Sometimes it gets a little too hard on him, and Saeran takes over. But sometimes it's comforting. Like a warm hug, keeping him secure when all else falls apart.

He refuses to let you go.

So when he does meet you again, it's like a fragile fantasy that is far too idealistic for it to be true. Ray had no expectation that his brother would remember him. No matter what Jihyun has told him over those two years, he couldn't bring himself to believe that Saeyoung truly wanted him in his life to be the burden that he truly is. So when he gets crushed into a tight, desperate hug that is a bit too painful for his scarred body, his twin's whole body shaking, wracked with sobs Ray's ears can't quite register fully due to how unbelievable it all is... He's almost in a trance-like stare. Hearing Saeyoung's voice telling him to never leave again as he holds him so tight, it's like he's afraid he'll disappear into thin air once he lets go...

None of it was what Ray or Saeran had expected.

And then there's you. Your reunion with Ray will definitely be an emotional event for both of you. Ray was sure that, at best, you had forgotten all about him and lived on a happy and safe life. A life that you deserve. And at worst, that you hated him, and cursed him for hurting you the way that he did.

But instead, you are so unbelievably happy to see him. So happy that you are crying for him. Much like Saeyoung is.

The two people he had the worst fear of facing again were accepting of him and shedding tears for him in a way he had never even imagined.

So he also breaks down. And the three of you probably spend a lot of time crying into each other's arms as two years of grief, heartbreak, and recovery wash over you all at once.

After that, things don't immediately turn perfect. There are still many things that need to be said. You and Ray will have many conversations with each other, taking breaks to process it all piece and piece and not overwhelm one another. About what happened those two years ago. About what happened after that. About your feelings for each other. And about Saeran, too.

It's a process that takes time. But the fact that you're willing and even wanting to go through that process with him is enough to cause Ray to shed tears more than he could count.

The beginning is small, very small. Brief brushing of his fingers against yours while you are sitting together in the shade of a large tree in Saeyoung's backyard. The lightest of touches you give to his scars after he allows it. A hand resting on his shoulder gently as he talks about something heavy to let him know you're there for him.

Every touch leaves his entire body shaking, his breath stuttering in his throat, forcing him to let out the faintest of gasps. The first time it happened, he got very ashamed and apologized profusely to you, as he thought he acted like a complete creep and made you uncomfortable. Ray knows he's touch-starved, and that he's touch-starved for your touch specifically. But he doesn't think it's something worth dealing with, not wanting to be a bother to anyone. Not any more than he already is. A thought process that he will need to work on one step at a time.

You let him know that it's okay, though. That you don't mind. That it's your own desire to touch him.

After that, you begin to take his hands into yours. The first time it occurs, your hand jist clasps around his lightly. Then you interlock your fingers together, once he's okay with that. And then he feels safe enough to do that to you, too.

Holding hands with you is something Ray loves with all his heart. No gloves are getting in the way now. He can feel your skin directly on his with no barriers. It's a wordless 'I got you' that he finds himself getting more and more greedy for, the longer you indulge his cravings for human warmth.

His scars are not bothersome to you. If he doesn't want to, you don't force him to talk about them. And you're always quick to let him know how beautiful he is to you whenever he feels insecure about them. Even if he has a hard time believing that.

You're far too good for him, is what Ray finds himself thinking time and time again. But at some point, he comes to the realization that he is too selfish to let you go again. And then Saeran joins in on that line of thinking after his own long journey with you. So he doesn't let you go again.

And that's when everything changes.

Ray can be clingy with you if you let him. He desires to hold your hand inside the house, regardless of whether it's just a walk to the balcony or kitchen. He will rest against you whenever you are resting, reading a book, or indulging in your hobby. You don't need to talk to each other. He just silently sinks against you and sighs softly, letting your presence wash away all other thoughts floating in his mind. While asleep, he clings to you, almost as if his subconsciousness is terrified of you disappearing again. He fiddles with your clothes, with your fingers, or with your hair whenever you are talking to someone, and he's there with you. It calms him. Keeps him steady.

There is an undeniable bittersweetness to Ray's clinginess. GE Saeran's touchiness stems from his heart's pure affection towards you, but VAE Ray neecs to constantly remind himself that you're there. That he can touch you. That you are not going anywhere. And that you have no hatred towards him.

But it can also be sweet. Like whenever you help him take care of his burns, or you ease him into a warm, soothing bath you've prepared just for him. Ray may be anxious. But you are always eager to show him how much you genuinely care for him. How much you enjoy touching him in the way he has always wanted to be touched by you. To allow him to unwind with you. Close his eyes and let you take care of him with no judgement.

Your relationship with VAE Ray described in one word would be: peace. It's peace after the long, heavy storm you had to endure to get to this point. And it's peace that you will cherish for as long as life allows you.

The day after your first kiss

Including: Gojo, Nanami, Choso, Sukuna, Toji, Yuuji, Megumi, and special guest Toge !!

my smau masterlist

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ok so your last thing about us rejecting armin made me sad 😭 what about one where we notice how he's feeling and we end up getting feelings for him, i hate seeing armin sad he deserves to be loved 🫶🏻🫶🏻

it made me sad too :(( armin is my babyboy

cw : hurt/comfort, it’s kinda short :(

MUTUAL PINING WITH ARMIN HCs:

everything started with you recognizing armin’s feelings for you.

everything that you’d previously thought was done out of a platonic love has suddenly become an act of devotion and admiration; armin loved you and you were oblivious to the fact… up until now.

you could feel his gaze on you during the team’s free time; warm and doting, feeling as if he revered you.

the way he would gift you small things or run his fingers through your hair when you couldn’t sleep or were in need of comfort was suddenly intimate and made your heart beat faster.

when armin would praise you for your good work, you’d find your face growing hot and you’d find yourself wanting to give him more reasons to praise you.

you’d begun noticing the smaller things about armin; the way he’d fidget with his fingers when he’s been put on the spot, or the way he bites down on his tongue ever so slightly when he’s focused, how he seeks you out and the way his eyes light up when you began seeking him out, etc etc.

you’ve noticed the way hope began to burn in his eyes when you’d find yourself gazing at him longingly, the feelings you’d developed for your best friend growing stronger by the day.

and, when you’d finally confessed, it was clumsy. your confession was impromptu, rough around the edges, and completely on accident.

and yet… and yet armin had accepted your confession with a soft blush and his fingers intertwining with your own; a lovely smile tugging at the corners of his lips when he pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead.

armin had accepted you a long time ago. he’s just glad that his efforts didn’t go to waste <3

armin is always finding ways to make your heart beat faster, finding new ways to make you blush and laugh; he loves seeing you smile, especially because of him.

armin is very soft with you. he could never raise his voice at you, or stay mad at you for too long.

armin wants to live a domestic life with you one day. maybe own a cabin and take care of each other after the two of you retire.

armin loves to tell you about new things, and he especially loves that you pay attention to what he’s saying. he loves that you’re interested in hearing about his interests.

even if he’s very shy and soft spoken, he will always protect you. if there’s ever someone giving you trouble or bothering you, you can always expect him to take care of it. despite his small stature and seemingly weak arms, he can put up a pretty good fight if it’s for you.

armin loves you very much. he just wants to treasure you and make sure you’re happy.

soft boy <3