Hi Rin! I Recently Came Across Your Blog From An Angst Scenario And I Was Wondering If You Would Be Able

hi rin! i recently came across your blog from an angst scenario and i was wondering if you would be able to do a jjk version of “characters throwing their wedding ring” i live for angst haha and i’m really glad i found your blog! also i’m 20!!

JJK CHARACTERS WHEN THEY THROW THEIR WEDDING RING

feat. nanami; toji; gojo; shoko; getou

a/n: angst rules ngl. thank you for your suggestion, i hope u enjoy this (because i for sure enjoyed writing this)

haikyuu version

arguments usually weren’t heated with NANAMI. the two of you believed in open and honest communication so it was rare that either one of you would start yelling. so to say the least, hearing his voice boom in the living room and seeing him so enraged was shocking. you couldn’t focus on him anymore as he continued his rant, face slightly red from his booming voice. but you couldn’t even lift your head to look at him, eyes fixed on the ring laying on the floor — the ring that was supposed to be on his ring finger as a symbol of your eternal love. that was until one second the yelling stopped. as you looked up you saw your husband frozen, gaze downcast in guilt.

loving TOJI could be hard sometimes. he was argumentative, hot-headed and selfish. he didn’t seem to care what buttons he pushed and just how much hurt he would cause. you were terrified to see just how easy he managed to slip the ring off and throw it carelessly to the side right before slamming the door behind him. what you couldn’t see however was him dropping down right after, his back against the wood, with his head between his knees. his breathing shuddered as he clenched his fists, digging his nails into the skin. there was one thing he was sure of — he loved you. could you love him, regardless of how fallible he was?

GOJO was truly special — in one way or another. yet he always made sure to treat you as his equal, because that’s what you were to him. he loved you more than anything and anyone and he never had any problems admitting that. and you never doubted him because he never gave you a reason to. but now you did. “please,” his voice was muffled behind the door, “please let me in” the second you left the room he was right behind you, his pleads for you cut off by the door slamming into his face. “i love you,” he insisted, his hands outstretched. he wanted nothing more than to step into the room and fall on his knees right in front of you, beg for your forgiveness. and he could — but he couldn’t. he shouldn’t. because this wasn’t about what he needed or wanted but about how he hurt you and what you needed from him.

one of SHOKO’s strengths was being level-headed, no matter how serious or loaded the situation might be. she was always aware of what she was doing and of how it might affect others — which is why this hurt even more. she couldn’t explain to herself why she thought for even just a second that throwing her wedding ring, the one the two of you chose together, at you was the right thing to do. she clenched her jaw, hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. she should turn around, go back to you, apologize, beg for your forgiveness. and yet here she was, running away from the one thing she loved and hurt the most — you.

GETOU was aware of his faults. he was a passionate and smug man, going so far as to call himself condescending. and while he was confident that he was able to control his emotions and be a good person and especially a good partner, he soon realized that this wasn’t always the case. his face was pale, a shocked expression etched into it. he looked stunned, shaking his head in disbelief with his eyes staring on his hand. this had to be a dream, there was no way he would do such a thing. he told himself he was going to be good to you, always keep you safe and happy. this couldn’t be true, it had to be a dream, a nightmare. but if it was a dream, why wouldn’t he wake up, safe and secure with your loving arm around him?

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sleepyhead. (version two.)

in which you can fall asleep at the drop of a hat, at the most unconventional of places, which is how the traveller and paimon find out about your relationship with him.

pairing. alhaitham, lyney x gn reader

tags. fluff, slight(?) crack, established relationship

notes. i wanted to write an alhaitham & lyney part for this idea that day but got tired so i dIDNT but here they are <3 also mightve sorta gotten carried away at lyneys part...

neuvillette & scaramouche vers.

“Paimon's so tired she could sleep for days,” Paimon complains, flopping against Lumine's shoulder. She points at someone off to the side. “Like that person over there! Paimon doesn't know why they don't just go inside their house to sleep, though.”

Lumine turns, curious. And there you were, slumped in the corner of the porch, clutching a lunchbox in one hand with a few books balancing atop it.

“Wait, isn't that Alhaitham's house??”

It was.

“Why's some random person sleeping on Alhaitham's front door? Let's go check them out!” Suddenly re-energized, Paimon floats over to your sleeping body.

You donned the uniform of an Akedemiya scholar, and on closer inspection, the books you held were on a variety of topics. Architecture, astrology, marine biology...? Lumine was vaguely reminded of Layla.

“We should wake them up. Alhaitham surely won't be happy to find someone in front of his house like this.” Paimon then glances around surreptitiously, voice lowering into a hushed whisper. “Plus, if they wake up when Kaveh comes home...”

Lumine sighs, giving your shoulder a gentle shake. You don't stir, not one bit. She moves to try again, crouching down to your level when—

“Don't.”

Paimon shrieks.

“Don't scare Paimon like that!” she whines, whirling around to face Alhaitham.

Lumine stands herself, tilting her head to the side curiously. Paimon asks the question for her. “Why not? Do you know them? Don't tell me you're friends — Paimon thought you didn't have any friends! Ahem. No offence.”

“None taken,” he says.

The most oddest thing happens then. He stoops down, a hand around your back, the other supporting your legs. He picks you up easily, and you only snuggle closer toward his chest, as if on instinct.

“Help me pick their things up. Thank you.”

“Wait, so you know them?” Paimon chirps in, filling the silence with ease as Alhaitham unlocks the door, allowing everyone inside.

Alhaitham nods. “I do. In fact, we are partners.”

“Like, in work or...?”

“As in romantically.”

Lumine studies the position the both of you were in. Your head buried in his chest, his arms tight around your figure. He raises an eyebrow, ever so slightly challenging, and she decides to say nothing. Aw, it seemed Alhaitham did have a heart.

Paimon shrieks, again. “You?! You're dating someone? How?!”

“Please keep your volume down,” he tells her, setting you on the couch softly. With an imperceptibly fond glance thrown your way, he admits you do not get a lot of sleep.

“Oh, sorry!” Paimon whispers. “But — but how?”

Alhaitham shrugs, the picture of nonchalance, but there is a tilt in his lip that hadn't been there before. “I have been told I make a good pillow.”

“Lyney's so cool, Paimon wonders how he does all his tricks!” Paimon gushes. The praise is not unfounded — that performance still had Lumine's head whirling. Paimon hums, “Do you think he'll tell us if we asked? He did so the last time...”

She shrugs in reply. It was worth a shot.

“Then let's go find him!!”

They turn backwards, walking down the steps toward the backstage — Lyney and Lynette would definitely be there still. The Opera House had already been cleared of anybody minutes ago, awestruck audience leaving the scene babbling away about the show.

Except for one last person.

Paimon frowns, pointing at someone in the front row seats. You're curled up in the cushy chair, fast asleep. Paimon tutts. “How could someone fall asleep during Lyney's show? It was so good!”

Lumine shushes her. There wasn't any need to comment about anyone else. They had to find Lyney, after all.

“Lyney!!” Paimon calls, peeking a head in. “You have to tell Paimon how you did those tricks!”

The magician in question turns, smile widening at the sight of them. “And if it isn’t my two most loyal fans! I'm afriad I must disappoint you, a magician never reveals his secrets.”

“Hello, Lumine, Paimon,” Lynette greets them. “We're about to have lunch at the cafe. Would you like to join us?”

“Food!” Paimon squeals, eyes shining now. She nods eagerly.

Lyney laughs smoothly. “Let's be off then! We mustn't let my darling be waiting too long. If not, they might just asleep.”

“That reminds Paimon! There was someone sleeping in the front row — the front row!” Paimon huffs, kicking her feet. “So rude! Your show definitely wasn't boring enough to sleep through.”

At this, Lyney and Lynette share a glance. Lumine doesn't comment on it, for Paimon's already on another spiel.

You're still asleep, curled up in the same cat-like way as before. Paimon points at you, mouth parted to speak, but Lyney beats her to the punch, shushing her.

“Let me,” he says.

“Erm, what's he doing?”

Lynette sighs. “Being a dumbass.”

Lyney cups your cheek with his palms, pressing a kiss to your nose. (“Does he do this with everyone who falls asleep??” Paimon asks, almost horrified.) He smiles, something softer, something sweeter than Lumine's ever seen him smile. “Rise and shine, mon ange.”

Your eyes crack open. At the sight of him, you avert your gaze.

“I'm sorry I fell asleep during your show,” you murmur regretfully.

He shakes his head. “Nevermind that, darling. Did you sleep well?”

“To the sound of your voice?” you ask, voice lilting, almost enchanting. “Perfectly.”

He flushes. Like an honest to god blush. Even Paimon is struck dumb at the sight.

“You flatter me,” he laughs, helping you out of your seat. His gaze never seems to leave yours.

“I can't help it.” You pout. The two of you seem to be in your own world at this point. “It's not my fault my boyfriend has the most soothing voice.”

“Wait. BOYFRIEND?!”

Smitten Kitten

Diluc, Alhaitham x gn! Reader

Summary: Your lover has magically turned into a cat! (Please help him)

Genre: fluff, crack?

Warnings: none

Note: a very late fic/hc inspired by genshin's april fools post :'> apologies in advance if this is similar to other fics, i hadn't read one yet so any similarities is by coincidence, it is not my intention to steal!

( Part Two ! )

Diluc Ragnvindr

After a long day of running errands, defeating monsters, and being away from your beloved, you finally make your way back to your new home: the Dawn Winery.

The sunset made a beautiful backdrop for your home, and you just can't wait to return to the warm and loving arms of Diluc to soothe your sore limbs and fatigued soul.

You finally open the doors, about to call out to your lover when a furry obstacle blocks your way.

"Dearest, I'm home─oh? And who might you be, you dapper looking gentleman?" You smile and tilt your head at the cat who was sitting patiently by the doorway as if waiting for your arrival.

The cat looks up at you expectantly in return, slowly blinking up at you. It exudes an aura of elegance not common in a cat. But why is it so irresistibly adorable?

It has midnight black fur with red highlights, quite an unusual yet very elegant appearance. What caught your eye further was the collar, necktie, and ruby red gem it adorned, identical to your lover's accessories.

You slowly reach out a hand to not spook it, cooing at the way it immediately rubs its face onto your palm.

"Aww, did Diluc get us a cat? You're adorable!" You chuckle as you shower it with affection.

"Speaking of Diluc, have you seen a tall, handsome, kinda scary looking but still very hot fella around? He owes me some cuddles as you can see," you jokingly ask the cat, who quietly meows back as if it was entertained.

You walk past the cat (much to its disappointment) and make you way further into the house, "Diluc? My loooove?"

The cat meows at each of your calls in response. Hmm, very odd indeed.

The further you explore inside, the more worried you get. He promised to be home before dinner after all, and he never breaks a promise.

The cat seems to notice your growing uneasiness and tugs on the hem of your pants with its claws.

"Ah, are you hungry, little baby? I guess I could get you something to eat while I wait," you ponder, reaching down to pick it up and hold it close to your chest.

Soon enough you push a plate of fresh fish in front of the cat, crouching next to it on the kitchen floor.

It stares at the food in disgust, before looking back at you as if to say 'really?'

"Oh come on, that's high quality fish!" You pout at it, leaning your face closer to its own.

After a staring contest, you affectionately kiss the top of its head, sighing and complaining about wanting your lover home already.

A puff of smoke wraps around the cat in front of you the moment your lips touch its fur. The smoke catches you by surprise and makes you cough a bit and... wait, why is the smoke adorned by glitter?

After the smoke dissipates, there sits your red haired lover.

You stare at each other with wide eyes, still processing the whole situation.

"...hey hottie, come here often?"

Diluc snorts (snorts!) at your attempt at flirting before kissing your forehead like you did to his cat form.

"Sorry to make you wait, sweetheart. I suppose I found your tall, handsome, kinda scary looking but still very hot fella."

If you melt into a puddle of goo in his arms, I won't blame you.

Alhaitham

You and your lover had arranged to meet up at Puspa Café for a date, how cute!

However, minutes have passed since your agreed meeting time, and you have yet to see a sign of Alhaitham anywhere. This was an unusual thing to happen as he valued you too much to make you wait even a second.

Before you got up to look for him in the Akademiya, a gray cat suddenly pounced on your lap.

You let out a surprised gasp at its sudden appearance before laughing it off.

"Hi there cutie," you rub at its chin, hoping it won't bite your fingers off.

Instead of a violent outburst, it instead closes its eyes and preens at your affections.

This gave you the time to take in its appearance. Fur with the same shade as your lover's hair, with the tips of its long coat turning white exactly like Alhaitham's. It even had an identical green ahoge on top of its head!

"Are you Haitham..."

The cat perks up, looking at you with hopeful eyes as if saying 'yes yes!'

"...'s cat?"

Its ears pull back in disappointment, and you almost feel bad if it didn't suddenly bite your fingers in annoyance.

"Ow hey!" You whine as you pull back.

Its eyes in sharp slits suddenly dilate and its ears droop. Huh, it reminds you of your lover whenever you scold him for being too blunt toward his subordinates.

"Aww cheer up lil guy, the bite didn't hurt that much! Although...what is it about my dear's name that made you so mad, huh?" You ponder for a bit, staring at the cat as if it would answer back.

You sigh and pick it up from your lap, embarking on a quest to search for Alhaitham around Sumeru City.

The cat wriggles out of your hands in order to perch on top of your shoulder. It holds itself with an air of sophistication and authority, like your proud little bodyguard.

(It also hisses at anyone who tries to get close to you, proving your thoughts to be correct)

After hours of searching to no avail, you meet up with your close group of friends outside your home to relay your concern.

Cyno, Tighnari, and Kaveh stand around you as you explain, not bothering to hide your distress, "I swear, no one has seen him all day! What if something bad happened?"

The General Mahamatra hums in thought before his eyes land on the cat, "Truly a cat-astrophe...we should still stay paw-sitive nonetheless."

You and the cat sigh in exasperation as Tighnari elbows him on the side.

Kaveh remained silent the whole time, only staring at the cat on your shoulder with suspicious eyes.

"Alhaitham?" He asks out loud.

The cat turns to him and meows in a tone that awfully sounds like 'what?'

"...oh archons," you take him off your shoulder and hold him up so that you're eye-to-eye.

"Meow twice if you're Haitham."

Lo and behold, it (he?) meowed twice.

"Actually, meow three times for good measure," Tighnari adds.

Cat-haitham did as told.

"Just to be sure, meow four times," Kaveh added again, looking highly entertained at his roommate's misfortune.

Instead of doing as told, Cat-haitham yowls in annoyance, similar to his typical sarcastic replies to the architect.

"Oh that's him alright," Kaveh snickers.

You look at the cat and back at the men in bewilderment, "How do we turn him back?"

Cyno speaks up again, "Maybe a true love's kiss would work?"

Just as Tighnari smacks the former's head, you pout and lightly kiss Cat-haitham on the nose anyway.

Poof!

After the smoke dies down, Alhaitham stands in the center of it all, a mix of relief, annoyance, and exhaustion adorning his handsome face.

He ignores your group of friends in favor of resting his head on your shoulders, mumbling incoherent words about being drained.

You pat his back as the rest bid the two of you goodbye.

"Guess we should reschedule our date?" You chuckle as he leans his weight further onto you.

He hums non committedly, "I'll make it up to you tomorrow. Right now, I just want to be as close to you as...paw-ssible."

"...Haitham??"

we never go out of style!

PAIRING. haechan x fem!oc

CATEGORY. short smau, fluff, crack, humor, celebrity!au, athlete!haechan, singer!reader, strangers to lovers-ish

WARNINGS. language, hyuck being downbad

SYNOPSIS. what happens when one of the famous professional volleyball players of the country publicly shoots his shot at a global popstar? well, she shows up to his game with his mother, of course! [or alternatively: the whole world watches as a popstar and an athlete fall in love.]

STATUS. on going!

NOTE. this is based on the recent… taylor news… hehe 🤭 i know very little about volleyball (everything i know i got from haikyuu tbh) so im sorry in advance 😭 this will just be short, probably around 3-5 parts only! ignore timestamps!

— playlist!

PARTS!

min’s circle | hyuck’s circle

01 : just give him a chance!

02 : meanwhile

03 : quietly hanging out

04 : used to this

05 : ???

TAGLIST. closed.

⇢ finding cinderella

synopsis: it wasn’t often jeno showed emotions of love and affection, let alone kissing a stranger at a party that he doesn’t even remember?! determined to find his nameless cinderella, he began searching the campus far and wide but as hidden secrets started surfacing, he started to wonder whether the midnight spark was meant to be pursued after all.

pairing: jeno x fem! reader genre: social media au, college au, strangers to lovers, fluff, angst, crack warnings: swearing, mentions of alcohol, jokes about murder status: completed started: 14th February 2023 ended: 13th July 2023 update schedule: twice a week (probs mon & thurs??) taglist: closed🤍!!

note: this is the third instalment of the 'lovesick fools universe'! (tho it can be standalone) holy crap, the journey leading up to writing this fic was... chaotic💀 also imma be fr guys, this is gonna be a hell of a long rollercoaster so buckle up🥴

⎯ navi for lovesick fools universe

profiles 1/3: jay's sugar babies profiles 2/3: dream squad!! profiles 3/3: dream squad!! (pt. 2) chapter 1: the fucked up uni chapter 2: the ball and the glass slipper chapter 3: as the clock struck midnight chapter 4: after the magic wore off🍻 chapter 5: her own version of glass slippers👟 chapter 6: the prince and the stepsisters💀 chapter 7: her nike zoom pegasus chapter 8: prince jeno’s big fat L chapter 9: cinderella’s rats🤨 chapter 10: the questionable wingmen🤨 chapter 11: awkwardly dense charming chapter 12: breaking and (not) entering💀 chapter 13: bye mum im getting married💅 chapter 14: soft launch🙈 chapter 15: avengers assemble🫡 chapter 16: pussy🙄 chapter 17: nomin’s divorce era chapter 18: oh how the turn tables chapter 19: jinx😡 chapter 20: 🤡 chapter 21: loving him was red chapter 22: a twisted cinderella story chapter 23: coping mechanisms chapter 24: denial is river in egypt chapter 25: the story of us chapter 26: the untold truth chapter 27: gaslight, gatekeep, not girlbossing chapter 28: sneaky snake🐍 chapter 29: karma is her bf🤭 chapter 30: closing the cinderella story?? chapter 31: DAS MY BFF😤😤😤 chapter 32: lucifier’s new friend🫣 chapter 33: ok relationship veteran🥵 chapter 34: my soulmate frfr😔✋ chapter 35: sunwoo’s party pt.194859🫠 chapter 36: if the shoe fits chapter 37: so this is love🩵 (finale)

next lovesick fool: renjun

stars in his eyes  ﹒  ml

info﹕mark lee was originally just a name to you — until the day you found out you had many connections with him.

genre﹕fluff, angst, comedy, slowburn, mark x f reader, slight yeonjun x reader, annoying bsf jaemin, university au

wc﹕21k+

warnings﹕mentions of underage drinking

an﹕omfg its FINALLY done. PLEASE ENJOY

when people hear the name mark lee, it’s almost as if a light bulb turns on in their head, the cogs of their brains rotating and immediately recognizing the infamous name. his heart was as big as his smile, although he was a little shy towards acquaintances, he has always been kind hearted and thoughtful towards everyone.

seeing mark lee was like an unspoken routine for people of your university; always late to his classes, people would see him running across campus, textbooks nearly falling out of his bag as he waved to friends he passed by. him being a music major, it wasn’t odd to see him sitting at a table on campus, headphones in his ears as he bounced his head to a song he was working on.

in all honesty, you had no connections to mark lee, or so you thought. he was just a name you knew, a face that you could point out in the crowd due to seeing the young man stumble throughout the uni halls. 

“oh my god, i’m so sorry,” a voice says to you as you make harsh contact with them, knocking you down to the ground. you let out a huff of frustration, the stranger holding out his hand for you to take.

you look up, eyes meeting a pair of chocolate brown ones that belong to mark lee. your mouth was slightly parted, staring up at the young man. you reach out to grab ahold of his hand, him pulling you up gently. you dust off your knees, the boy clearing his throat.

“again, sorry,” mark mutters out, picking up the items that had fallen out of your bag when you had dropped to the ground. 

“it’s fine,” you assure him, swallowing the built up saliva in your mouth. the boy looks back to you, squinting his eyes, before they widen again and his mouth forms into an ‘O’ shape.

“i know you,” he states. you lift a brow, adjusting the strap of your tote bag on your shoulder.

“do you?” you reply casually.

“yeah, um, you’re y/n, right? i’m not sure if you remember but we met in high school? senior year?”

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