#attempted fluff

my pillow pet જ⁀➴ matt sturniolo

you wanna know? જ⁀➴ you were telling matt about your childhood memories. the good and the bad, the bad being the lack of these comfy pillows you always wanted.

warnings જ⁀➴ an attempt at fluff, matt being the sweetest man alive, idk😭

lowercase intended — not proofread (im a lil sleepy)

۶ৎ “i remember the time i cussed out my friend,” you say out of the blue, breaking the comfortable silence in matt’s room. you and matt were in his room, cuddling up against each other, under a cozy blanket, the flickering light from the tv creating a warm atmosphere. matt turned his head towards you, brows knitted in confusion not knowing where this confession came from. “actually, i had to cut off both of my best friends.” you say, idly playing with the neckline of his red sweater, looking into his very confused eyes. “why? when was this?” he questions, studying your calm demeanor and rubbing your back just in case it was a sensitive topic.

“well, when i was about to move to another school. she was mad because i told her to give my nintendo ds back, we argued and she said she didn't want to be friends anymore,” you said, finding it funny how she got mad at you for wanting your stuff back. “mhm,” matt hummed, letting you know that he’s listening, “then the other best friend i had to cut off was in elementary school, she was only friends with me for my brother! can you imagine?” you exclaim as you readjusted yourself, looking for one of matt’s stuffed animals to lay your head on.

“matt have you ever heard of pillow pets? i used to have a couple when i was younger, i definitely want more, maybe build a collection of them, they’re so cute!” you exclaimed, eyes filled with excitement just at the mere thought of those beloved pillows—companions that had helped you through countless sleepless nights and tough times over the years. The memories flooded back, reminding you of the comfort that they provided during life's storms. “my first one was the pony one and then it was the ladybug, they were my babies.” you say as sleepiness washes over you. “yeah, nick has one back in boston. i believe it was a panda.” matt states softly, snuggling closer to you, wrapping his arms around your waist as he felt you softly nod your head before dozing off. “maybe i can be your pillow pet for the time being, or we can build a little family of pillow pets together?” he says to particularly no one because you were fast asleep. he smiles softly, brushing his lips against your forehead. “you’re my pillow pet.” he whispers before surrendering to sleep himself, cherishing the warmth of the moment.

Jeongyeon x fem!reader

synopsis: In midst of a battle reader chases after Jeongyeon. Set on catching up to her at the frontlines. Frustration and a strange feeling brewing inside her chest.

w/c: 1.6k

warnings: violence; mentions of blood; slight angst; fluff (?)

a/n: came across jeongyeon what is love pic and felt inspired. knight!jeongyeon x knight!reader plagued my mind. this was written quickly and is a bit fast-paced. first work with a happy ending whattt??? this was definitely challenging all i know is angst :) might write more of this genre 👀

I thought of trying to make fluff with one of my favorite ships x reader. I’m not too used to fluff, but I'm going to try my best.

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For the first time in a long while, none of the three of us had to work. That’s just a surprising miracle in itself.

When was the last time the three of us could spend time together? It doesn’t matter. All that matters is it’s happening now. 

We’re all snuggled on the bed. Shouta behind me, obviously already asleep, and Hizashi laying his head on my chest while I run my hands through his abnormally soft and silky hair. That soft smile looking up at me while I do it making me have one myself. The sheer feeling of content and happiness coursing through me. 

The only sounds available were the quiet snores of Shouta and the pitter-patter of rain falling outside. Oh, and the soft purring of our cat on the bed. Nothing could make this better if it tried. The fading glow of the small lamp next to the bed is the only source of light through the room. 

“Yo, I think of this every night we can’t do it, and it makes me sad. Sho and I always miss ya. Even if the grump can’t admit it.” He said in his quietest voice he could muster. It’s still such a surprise whenever I get to hear how soft his voice can actually go.

Another wave of happiness goes through me knowing only Shouta and I have heard the quieter side of him. 

My smile widened at him. “And you two have no idea how much I think about it. It’s almost a hazard for me at my job.” I whispered. He let out a small chuckle.

“No kidding. Sho has to always keep me on task when we’re on a mission. Last time, a villain almost snuck up on me!” His voice went a little louder, but it didn’t seem to be enough to wake Shouta. 

I ran my hand through his hair again, still not catching on a single knot. How in the world!? “Well, you better be more careful. If you do get hurt, I might just have to stop this for a while as a punishment.” He let out a mock gasp and slightly lifted his head to look at me fully. His beautiful green eyes being fully shown from the rare time of not wearing either pair of his glasses. In a way they’re deathly hypnotizing.“You wouldn’t.”

I smirked. “I would.” I thought of teasing him by stopping my hand now, but the moment was too precious and peaceful to ruin. It seems Hizashi caught on to my thoughts since his smile turns into one with relief. He laid back down on my chest. His smile suddenly became a frown. “But what if I get injured and you think I just wasn’t paying attention?” His saddened tone left a small twinge in my heart. 

A hand came up and harshly flicked his head. “Ow!” Looking up, Shouta was lightly glaring at him. Oh, Hizashi’s voice earlier must have woken him... “Don’t be such a fool. I’ll be there and be able to tell if you were focused or not... They won’t be the only one punishing you if you’re the problem of being injured. You’re stuck with us and we’re stuck with you,” a smirk appeared on his face. “Unfortunately.”

 Despite being serious at the beginning, he ended up sounding uncharacteristically teasing and kind towards the end. Hizashi and I both knew in a way it was a warning in disguise. “Sho! Not you too! I definitely don’t plan on getting hurt on purpose to find out. Oh!-” His voice went back to being slightly louder now that he knew Shouta was awake. “And good morning!” 

It was pretty easy to pick up on Shouta’s already growing “annoyance”. “Go back to the quiet way you were earlier. It’s night, not morning.” He replied with a gravelly voice of just waking up, and pet our cat next to him.  

I brought my other hand behind me to play with his bangs. He playfully glared at me, which ended up making Hizashi chuckle. I spread the bangs apart so they nearly covered his eyes, and with how silly it made him look, a gentle laugh escaped me too. He grabbed my hand and brought it down to rest beside us on the bed, and started to rub his thumb over the back of it. He stopped petting the cat and fixed his bangs to the way they were.    

His other hand laid on the bed as he seems to be reaching for something. It clicked in my mind what he wanted. I stopped combing my hand through Hizashi’s hair, and reached down to grab his hand, then brought it to connect with Shouta’s.

Their hands interlocked, and Hizashi grew a teasing smirk on his face. “You could have just asked, Sho.” He didn’t answer but tightened his grip on Hizashi’s hand. 

My arm started to get tired by combing through his hair, so I rested it on the center of his back. 

We stayed like that for a while until Shouta needed to use the bathroom. I sat up just enough for him to get out from behind me. It left a cold area on my back that felt uncomfortable and wanted to warm up again. 

I moved up a bit to where Shouta was laying which was still warm. Hizashi refused to let go, so he ended up going higher on the bed with me. My other arm went onto his back and hugged him to come closer. He easily had no objections and just turned his head so the side of it was on my chest. 

He closed his eyes and grew a content smile. The peace didn't last long though as Shouta came back and flopped right onto Hizashi. He and I let out a simultaneous noise of air being knocked out of us. Shouta quickly wrapped one of his arms under Hizashi to hold him closer, and his other arm brought up the blanket to cover his back. He then wrapped it to join the way his other arm is. It was close enough they pressed into my stomach, but in an oddly comfortable way. 

It didn’t take long for him to start snoring again. It was enough to make me teasingly roll my eyes. Hizashi looked like he was having a hard time not laughing.

“He’s going to wake up with really numb arms.”

“Definitely.”

A comfortable silence came over us again. The only difference being the cat left the room, and the rain coming down harder.

I looked down to see Hizashi was starting to drift off himself. My heart swelled again at the peaceful sight in front of me. 

We're Simply Meant To Be

(Lol, I'm not good at writing pure fluff, I'm sorry if it's bad)

Virgil stared up at the giant house anxiously, as Patton pulled up outside of it. Last week his friend, Roman, had invited him over to spend the night, and he would've been happy to go except that Roman was a giant, not only that but... Virgil had a crush on said giant. Apart from the fact that Virgil was terrified of being around a giant all night and embarrassing himself in front of his crush, he was also the only one Roman had invited to come over, with the only other people going to be there being his family...of giants.

"Alrighty Kiddo, we're here!" His older brother chirped happily.

"Patton, you're also friends with Ro. You sure you don't wanna come?" Virgil prayed he'd say yes so he'd at least have some support there with him.

"Sorry Virgil, but you're the one he invited." Patton gave his lil bro a sympathetic look, knowing what Virgil really meant. "Remember, if you don't want to go you don't have to."

"No! I-I mean," Virgil corrected. "I want to go, it's just..."

"It's okay Virgil." Patton gently placed a supportive hand on his brother's shoulder. "Just remember, if you ever want to leave just call me. I'll be here on an instant." Virgil nodded slowly in response, then wrapped Patton in a tight hug.

"Thanks Pat, you're the best." He mumbled through Patton's shirt.

"I know." He smiled. "Now get going! You can't keep your prince charming waiting!"

"Patton!" He whined but it was all in good fun, making Patton chuckle. Virgil huffed. "I'll see you tomorrow." He finally got out of the car.

"See you then kiddo!" With that the car door was closed and Patton drove off.

No backing out now. Virgil swallowed his emotions and approached the ginormous door before him. Near the bottom, far enough down for a human to reach, there was a human sized doorbell. He took a deep breath, pushed the doorbell, then let it out. There was a loud ringing from inside the house followed by the sound of movement and booming footsteps that shook the ground as they got closer. He stared up at the door nervously waiting to see who would answer.

Suddenly the door opened, without warning causing Virgil to jump back in fear. When he looked at who it was, he only felt his fear intensify slightly, as the person who opened the door was Roman's brother. Remus. The infamous school jock who didn't think twice about the consequence of his actions. Virgil's body shook as he breathed, trying to stay calm.

"Hellooooo?" Remus called out as he looked around, making Virgil realize that he couldn't see him. Did Roman not tell them that he was coming?

"I-I'm down here!" Virgil called out through cupped hands. He took a step back as his eyes widened when Remus' eyes spotted his minuscule form.

"Oh, it's you." The giant shrugged as he turned back inside. "HEY RO! YOU'RE HUMAN'S HERE COME PICK THEM UP!!!" He shouted so loud that Virgil had to cover his ears. There was a muffled shout from inside and some shuffling. Remus gave a salute to Virgil, then left.

Virgil waited patiently as the pounding of footsteps got louder, making the ground under him shake. Soon there was Roman huffing for breath at the door.

"Hey"-huff-"Virgil." Roman greeted out of breath. "Sorry about that, I didn't know when you'd get here and I didn't want Remus to do anything." He scratched the back of his neck nervously as he apologized.

"It's fine Princey," Virgil shrugged. "so this is your place?" As Virgil spoke Roman lowered a hand for him to climb onto.

"Yeah, the ole Princeton residance!" Roman said as he watched his tiny friend accept the offer and climb on.

"Huh, house of the mayor's family..." Virgil spoke while being lifted by his friend's hand. "Thought it'd be bigger." He shrugged nonchalantly.

"Hey!" Roman made a few noises of offense that Virgil knew as offended princey noises. "It's big enough Tom Thumb!" He huffed.

"Whatever you say Jolly Green Giant." Virgil smirked as Roman gawked in mock offense.

"Exscuse you! If anything I'm Scott Lang when he grows!" Roman spoke proudly as he carried Virgil inside.

"Whatever you tell yourself Jack The Beanstalk." Virgil barely held in his laughter at Roman's response.

"Well I never-" Roman shook his head as he did a southern bell impression finally getting a small chuckle from Virgil. Roman smiled at that, proud that he was able to keep his small friend calm. Truth is, little did Virgil know that Roman had a crush on him and had known that Virgil was going to be nervous, witch is why he was going to do anything to keep Virgil happy until midnight. For at midnight, he planned to finally do something...

"So what's the plan tonight, Prince Armpit-Stink?" Virgil snapped Roman out of his thoughts, just as they arrived at his room.

"Well, for starters, you stop calling me that." Roman smiled as Virgil laughed. "Then we'll do the usual sleepover stuff." He shrugged.

"What's "the usual sleepover stuff"?" Virgil used airquotes.

"Well... I don't really know." Roman chuckled to himself as the little emo shook his head. Roman sat Virgil down on his bed and closed his bedroom door as he thought. While Roman was doing that, Virgil noti6his TV and Disney collection.

"We could watch a movie?" Virgil shrugged.

"Excellent idea!" Roman exclaimed. "Any preferences?"

"Tim Burton's always good." Virgil sat down on Roman's pillow and got comfortable.

"Of course you would say that." Roman tutted lovingly. He pulled out his copy of The Nightmare Before Christmas Collectors Edition. He popped the disk into his DVD player and set up the TV. Once Roman finished he carefully got onto the bed with Virgil.

Then the movie began.

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At some point during the movie Roman had laid down, his head on the pillow behind Virgil, and Virgil had snuggled up against Roman's nose. It was getting late and by the song Kidnap Mr. Sandycaws Roman's mom had come by to drop off some pizza for them, witch was now discarded on the floor. Neither of them really spoke throughout the movie, just enjoying each others company.

That is until Roman heard a small voice singing beautifully, yet quietly, along to Sally's Song. "I sense there's something in the wind. That feels like tragedy's at hand. And though I'd like to stand by him. Can't shake this feeling that I have." Their voice was beautiful as they harmonized with Sally.

"The worst is just around the bend. And does he notice. My feelings for him? And will he see How much he means to me? I think it's not to be." As Roman listened, he knew it was Virgil singing, and was amazed by it. Causing him to fall even deeper for the emo.

"What will become of my dear friend? Where will his actions lead us then? Although I'd like to join the crowd. In their enthusiastic cloud." Virgil avoided looking at Roman. What would he think? Why was he even friends with Virgil? He was popular and Virgil was... not. Why did Roman like him?

"Try as I may, it doesn't last. And will we ever. End up together? No, I think not. It's never to become. For I am not the one" Virgil let his head hand on the last note, sadly. He tried to subtly glance at Roman. Why did he stick around? This is all going to end someday and he's just going to get hurt when the day comes that Roman realizes that he doesn't need him anymore. He turned back to the TV and stared at it as he willed himself not to cry.

"My dearest freind, if you don't mind. I'd like to join you by your side." A louder, more confident voice sang the reprise out lovingly from behind Virgil.

"Where we could gaze into the stars. And sit together now and forever. For it is plain as anyone could see." Virgil turned around to see Roman staring at him with a deep longing, as he sang. Although Virgil had tried to be subtle when he had looked at Roman and when he had tried to hold his tears back, Roman had still noticed. It had hurt to notice that Virgil wasn't just sining to sing, but from a deeper feeling.

They smiled lovingly at each other as they both thought the same thing and sang the last line together in perfect harmony.

"We're simply meant to be."

They both leand forward, Roman less than Roman but still enough. Virgil pressed his lips against Roman's large ones as they both closed their eyes. When they both pulled away Virgil's eyes widened.

"Oh my God! Roman I'm so sorry!" Virgil rushed out embarrassed.

"No, no, hey, it's fine." Roman comforted his little emo. "I love you Virgil." Roman smiled warmly.

(Part 2 of “Take Another Piece Of My Heart”) A/N: I’m honestly so surprised and grateful for the of love and support I got from part 1 (which I recommend you read before this). And the amount of people that wanted a part 2?? Wowow thank you so much! So here she is and I’d like to apologise because: TRIGGER WARNING - SUICIDE ATTEMPT/SUICIDAL IDEATIONS I’d like to make it clear that my intentions are in no means to glorify or romanticise suicide. I’m not saying this is how every depressed person acts bc this is written based on my own experiences and thoughts. I do not intend to offend anyone with this. If you are experiencing suicidal thoughts or similar please, seek help. You can always talk to me :3 I find talking to be a good way of relieving emotions.

I hope you like it :P and I’m sorry if it makes you uncomfortable.

A year had whizzed by faster than you could’ve ever imagined. After you left your long term friends, you were surprised at how much free time you had now that you weren’t touring with them or joining them in the studio, watching them fall apart at disagreements. You had moved into your parents’ flat, though they were no longer with you. You had no other place to go and this was the safest place that didn’t draw connections to Queen. Every time you thought about the day you left, you’d suddenly get the urge to hit your head until it’s out of your mind. No matter what, nothing filled the empty space in your heart the boys left and John took up the most space.

You spent the whole day writing the final parts of the note you’d been storing for a few months. You were never serious about it, but lately you were the lowest you ever felt. You couldn’t bear living the lie that you were perfectly fine, that you weren’t lonely all the time from isolating yourself in your flat and only went out to buy groceries every other week or so. Even then, you couldn’t gather the energy to make meals.

The note was your final goodbye to everyone, but more importantly an apology to John for wasting his time with your presence.

You closed the front door of the building and got into your car, driving to what was yours and John's favourite place. It was an isolated field on a massive cliff with a bench and a dim streetlight placed on the side. It was perfect. You parked the car and sat on the bench for a while, going through your note and assuring yourself that this was the only way. You didn’t need to live in shame and embarrassment anymore. It was now or never.

Sighing deeply, you walked closer to the edge, stuffing the note in your pocket. You closed your eyes, ready to lean into the pit, when a familiar voice called out from behind you.