Ty nai!! I'd love longer reblogs (no pressure tho) and this sentence you quoted 😭😭 I hold it very dear to my heart.
P.s. when i wrote this, I didn't have a person in mind, hence the inconsistencies + yj filled in much later on when i decided to publish this
Anyway happy rebloging!!
⚝ NEVER MINE TO BEGIN WITH
Synopsis- yn loves yeonjun who is unable to reciprocate yn's love, because yeonjun is still in love with his past lover who now, lives among the stars
Warnings- angst, complicated writing
Yn was handed a broken heart, which would never belong to him.
Married off to mend the shattered pieces of a heart that were never his. The vows spoken, the promises made, were like heavy chains binding him to a reality where he was a passenger, not the captain of his own destiny. The love he harbored for yeonjun, his chosen one, was a flame that flickered against the gusts of life's harsh winds, refusing to be extinguished.
In the shared spaces of his abode, yn discovered very early on that devotion alone to his lover, wasn’t able to bridge the gap that had formulated in between them. The echoes of his efforts reverberated back to him, a reminder that love, despite being genuine, isn’t always reciprocated.
Yn had always almost been there- yn had always always been never enough though.
People often say, that to die while loving is glorious- is the epitome of true love! but is it truly? Yn asks himself shielding his fragile heart from constant winds of barren lands of love; envious of yeonjun’s object of love that had stolen each and every piece of affection from yn even after years of passing away.
“I love you, yeonjun,” yn offers to his husband- his loved one, but the only thing echoes back is his own words. Yeonjun brakes free from yn’s hold, and yn’s resolve to love name for eternity breaks a little. Chipping away at the edges of his heart like fragile porcelain, leaving behind hairline fractures that whispered of the silent agony he endured.
Afterall, yeonjun's love was never his to begin with.
IM GOING BACK TO 505, IF ITS A SEVEN HOUR FLIGHT OR A FOURTY FIVE MINUTE DRIVE
I honestly got so scared by this ask 😭😭
+ Forgot to add, but these texts are taken from the internet when I came across this meme page while scrolling
hihii i really enjoyed your doordasher!txt texts but have to ask if you got credit from @/gyumibear? they posted the same idea in may (<3) so i'm just curious to if you had taken inspo. if you did, please credit them ^-^
Sorry but I had no idea that they and I had similar posts and it was coincidental completely though I will link their fic in my doordash fic
Thank you for letting me know
I just wanna see him tied up and whimpering; is it too much to askk for?
RAFAYEL AS YOUR BOYFRIEND (TEXTS) ptdos
,, rafayel x gn! reader, established relationship, swearing, etc
,, he's such a brat I love him (I think there'll defoo be a part 2)
,,in the first Text sequence, the messages don't get delivered cus the FBI agent is trynna get us laid, evol flipped is love, yes the reader has severe mood swings
RAFAYEL AS YOUR BOYFRIEND (TEXTS)
,, rafayel x gn! reader, established relationship, swearing, etc
,, he's such a brat I love him (I think there'll defoo be a part 2)
,,in the first Text sequence, the messages don't get delivered cus the FBI agent is trynna get us laid, evol flipped is love, yes the reader has severe mood swings
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📱 RAFAYEL AS YOUR BF (TEXTS) [pt2]
Texts between you and your boyfriend- rafayel
💌 SHIRT
Rafayel buys name a shirt which is too tight for their own good, was that Rafayel's intention? Absolutely.
💌 COMPETITION
rafayel and you are fighting for the same position in the company, as a test and to measure your capabilities, you both are assigned to work on a project together whose results will decide your and Rafayel's fate in the company
COMPETITION
RAFAYEL X GN READER (YOU PRNS USED)
,,rafayel and you are fighting for the same position in the company, as a test and to measure your capabilities, you both are assigned to work on a project together whose results will decide your and Rafayel's fate in the company
,,kind of different from my other fics, this is very plot oriented, there is only one scene with actual physical contact, enemies to tolerable colleagues to may be smth? Fluff!!
,,honestly just read, it's cute, yes the banner needed some re touches but a bitch is tired yk ?
The morning sunlight spilled into the office, highlighting the tension in the air as you and Rafayel both eyed each other warily. The receptionist informed you that the decision for the job would be made by the end of the day, and until then, you were stuck together like mismatched puzzle pieces working on a project regarding the ‘HUNTERS’- company’s most recent client.
You scowled at Rafayel, who shot you a smug grin. "wow not even a good luck before we start? Who knew you were such a hard-hearted person”
Rolling your eyes, you shot back, "I'd say 'good luck,' but I'm not sure even luck can help you."
As you begrudgingly settled into your designated workspace, his remarks never ceased to stop. Rafayel couldn't resist making snarky comments about your choice of music, your slow typing speed, the way your glasses hung low on your nose bridge going on and on.
“seriously, I don’t want to hear that from someone who eats kale chips for breakfast,” you finally retaliated, eyes narrowed at him as his hand stopped mid-way on the way to his mouth with the said chip in his hand.
“hey! They’re a fine delicacy unlike your cereal you call breakfast,” he retorted defensively.
There was no use in arguing with this man, you concluded. Instead of collaborating seamlessly, you found yourselves arguing over the best approach, each trying to outshine the other. After countless ideas and rejections, somehow finding a common ground, and you both finalized an outline for the project to follow.
During the break, you both ended up in the office kitchen, glaring at each other across the counter. Rafayel smirked, holding up a bag of kale chips.
"Care for some gourmet snacking, Y/N?"
You scoffed, grabbing a chocolate bar from the shelf. "I'll stick to something edible, thanks."
The end of the break, marked the beginning of the actual start of the project which needed data transferring, spreadsheet making, logo finalizing and what not.
Rafayel leaned over, peering at your spreadsheet. "Are you sure this is organized? It looks like a maze in there."
You shot him a glance. "At least my maze has a treasure at the end, unlike yours, which seems to lead to nowhere."
He chuckled, fingers tapping on the keyboard. "You may have a point. Maybe I'll take a detour through your maze and find that treasure."
You sighed at the remark. “Can you complete the ppt first? It looks like a unicorn came and puked all over it,”
“shut up,”
“fine, but don’t blame me when you’re kicked out of the office,” you say, resuming your work.
At the comment, rafayel turned back around with a pout, tapping and typing away working on the slides once again. As Rafayel leaned back, he ran a hand through his hair, loosening the carefully styled strands. His pout transformed into a satisfied smirk as he glanced at the revised slides.
"There you go, a toned-down unicorn vomit, just for you."
You pretended to inspect it carefully, "thank you for your kind cooperation, your majesty,”
Rafayel chuckled at your mock formality. "You're welcome, my dear subject. It's not every day one gets the honour of witnessing such an act of kindness."
At one point, Rafayel suggested a bold idea for the project, to which you raised an eyebrow. "Oh, because nothing says 'professionalism' like turning our client's logo into a dancing holographic cat. Brilliant."
Rafayel grinned, undeterred. "Hey, clients love surprises! Plus, who wouldn't want a holographic cat?"
You sighed in mock defeat. "Sure, because when I think of a top-tier security company, the first thing that comes to mind is a feline hologram."
As Rafayel clicked through the slides, presenting the ppt to the hiring team, you couldn't shake off the growing sense of embarrassment. The colors were more vibrant than anticipated, and the whimsical fonts seemed to dance across the screen in a chaotic display.
Feeling the weight of the awkward silence, you shot Rafayel a worried glance. To your surprise, he subtly took your hand in his, fingers intertwining in a reassuring grip. It was a quiet gesture, hidden from the prying eyes of the hiring team but felt deeply by you.
Emboldened by the unexpected support, you steadied yourself as Rafayel continued the presentation, his confidence unwavering.
As the presentation concluded, the awkward silence was broken by the head of the team bursting into laughter, followed by the rest of the members. You exchanged a shocked yet relieved look with Rafayel as the laughter echoed through the room.
Rafayel leaned over, his grip on your hand subtly tightening. "Looks like we've left them speechless."
“don’t jinx it!” you whisper yelled.
You were still processing the situation, when the hiring head spoke "Well, that was certainly... unexpected," the head remarked, still chuckling. "You two have managed to bring a unique touch to our usual presentations. Would you like to assist the creative head together?”
As the shared position was announced, Rafayel gave your hand a final reassuring squeeze.
LDS boys x reader who's quite oblivious to their feelings?!?
| Partner who is quite obvious to the boys’ feelings |
Lnd boys x gn! Oblivious! Reader
Xavier
Xavier will wait for you to realize your feelings on your own terms giving you time and affection
He will be so soft and sweet to you, the man’s just happy to spend time with you
Sometimes while training together, he’d purposely let you win so can watch to celebrate.
When he does something a bit flirty, you’re dumbfounded- ears red eyes unable to meet his.
Though he isn’t the best person around to have in the kitchen, he makes an effort to learn how to cook your favourite dish.
A particularly strong hit from you caught Xavier off guard. He stumbled backwards, feigning a loss of balance, and fell to the floor with a dramatic thud. Concern immediately washed over your face as you rushed forward, your weapon forgotten, to check on your fallen comrade.
"Xavier! Are you alright? I should have been more careful," you said, worry etched across your features as you held him still.
Xavier lay there, seemingly dazed, looking up at you with a mysterious glint in his eyes. A whisper echoed through, "Woah... you look pretty from here."
Your concern shifted to confusion, and you tilted your head, trying to make sense of his words. "Hm? You said something? But I can't believe I was able to defeat one of the top-performing hunters today!" you exclaimed, once you registered the accomplishment, your attention torn between victory and the well-being of your sparring partner.
"Congrats on the win, you did great," Xavier replied, his hands reaching up to gently cup your face. The touch was unexpected, and you blushed slightly at the unexpected closeness. His eyes sparkled with a mixture of admiration and devotion.
Zayne
Zayne, although busy throughout the day, would set aside time for you to spend it with you even when you insist on him utilizing it to rest
His type of love would be acts of service and gift giving, getting you small things
^^ for example when you unconsciously ramble on how you were recently into doodling and sketching so he brings in a sketchbook for you to fill up )):
Or when you wanted to have crushed ice in the middle of the summer, he’d use his evol to help you out
He’d keep in one of your doodles on his office desk- a constant reminder of you that put a smile on his face
Dr. Zayne peered over the rim of his glasses, his expression a mix of concern and amusement. The soft hum of medical equipment echoed in the small examination room, creating an oddly serene backdrop to the unfolding conversation.
"Your heart's racing again," he remarked, the corner of his lips lifting in a half-smile. "May I ask why?"
"Really? I don't know, Dr. Zayne. This happens every time I'm near you. Do you think this is some kind of allergy?" you ask genuinely worried.
Laughter almost spills from his lips at the question, “I don’t think that is medically possible, perhaps this is because of some different matters..” zayne trails off, eyes hinting at something you aren’t sure of.
While you are left confused- oblivious even to his intentions!
Rafayel
This man will not stop pestering you, constantly throwing flirty lines at you even when you shoot him down again and again :(
Unlike the other two, immediately after he recognizes his own feelings, he’s all over you
Although when the topic of actually confessing comes up, he’s all shy and red in the face, and when you misunderstand his confession- he gets all pouty not talking to you for days
“y/nn!” he whines over the phone, “I need you here right now! You’re my bodyguard, right?! There’s this hideous bug near my canvas, please come quick,” he hurriedly says cutting of the call before you can even reply.
You roll your eyes as you hear his dramatic plea through the phone. It's not the first time he's called you for something trivial. Sighing, you decide to play along with his antics and head to his house.
When you arrive, you find him standing on a chair, gesturing wildly at the bug near his canvas. "Y/nn, thank goodness you're here! This bug is a threat to my masterpiece! Can you please get rid of it?" he says, looking genuinely distressed.
You can't help but chuckle at his exaggerated reaction. "Alright, alright, calm down. It's just a bug," you reassure him. You take a step forward and swat the bug away, making sure to make a show of it. "There, problem solved. Your masterpiece is safe," you tease.
He looks at you with wide eyes, a mix of relief and admiration in them. "You're my hero, y/nn! Always coming to my rescue," he says, a mysterious glint in his eyes. As you share a laugh, you notice a hint of vulnerability in his expression.
"You know," he starts, scratching the back of his head nervously, "I... um, appreciate you being around. More than just for bug emergencies, I mean." He glances away, his cheeks turning a shade of pink.
He hesitates and finally blurts out, "I like having you around, y/nn. More than just for emergencies." You raise an eyebrow, not fully grasping the weight of his words.
“I mean, I hope you do,” you start, giving him a small smile. Upon hearing your words, he’s not talking to you for the rest of the week, while you wonder if you had said something wrong.
Sorry you had to wait this late but I was busy with moving into uni and lyf happened, although be ready to be fed more often now!!