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this is rafayel in every nasty card yeaaa….

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zayne *foams at mouth*

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you’ve managed to block him on everything. instagram where he used to send you stupid text posts, twitter which he barely used, even his fucking depop account which he made only to stalk you. you’ve not texted him since the day you said it was over and you’ve even deleted his contact so he only comes up as his phone number, one that if you had a gun to your head and really tried, you could probably recite perfectly. there’s no trace of him in your life minus the fact you’re just unable to block his phone number. and perhaps whenever something new happens or you’re feeling sad, he’s still your point of call.

a random phone call perhaps once a month, maybe twice. talking like nothing ever happened but still a twinge of that something in the air. all the questions left open, the hesitation before compliments. he’s not right for you, if he was it would have worked out so this is what you have left.

“i was going to go to the gym today but i realised i only ever go when i feel sad,” you sniff.

you start to speak as soon as the ringing stops. you’re through to him, never a beginning or end like you’re only carrying on from before. you last spoke to him a month ago.

bakugou, your ex boyfriend, hums on the other end. you’re not sure what he’s up to right now, since your conversations tend to focus more on you than him. also you think that’s your attempt to keep him away and the belief you’re moving on. not too much, not too little.

“why’re you sad?”

his voice is grumbly on the other end. if it wasn’t the man you’ve known for a year, you’d assume he’s annoyed. that’s just how he sounds though.

“went out with my friend and her boyfriend yesterday. made me wish i had someone too.”

definitely not the conversation you should be having with your ex. but this limbo feels the only place comfortable to say it.

bakugou’s silent for a few seconds. always a thinker.

“why don’t you? you’ve been goin’ out right?”

it’s an attempt to resolve your dilemma logically. you sigh on your side, hugging your arm around your body.

you’re sitting on a bench in the park, in gym clothes that you own but barely ever wear. the crisp autumn air bites your cheeks and you cross your legs on top of each other to keep warm. an old lady on another bench. school kids laughing on another. a man scrolling through his phone. a couple holding hands chatting.

why don’t you have anybody? probably because you still talk to your ex.

“yeah, sometimes? but me and the girls really just focus on ourselves, we aren’t really scouting for men.”

also because every man makes you do an automatic comparison to bakugou. nose too small, arms have no definition. way too short. bakugou would never wear those trousers with that jacket.

bakugou chuckles lightly on the other end. “good,” you ignore the possibility of jealousy on his end, “but really? you haven’t been speakin’ to anyone? no one takin’ you out on dates?”

you gaze down at your palm. you did go on one date since the break up. “i’ve been on one, met him online—,”

“you’re usin’ those fuckin’ apps, yn?”

“what’s wrong with that!?”

“just creeps who want sex there.”

“how’d you know that? and they’re not all creeps.”

he ignores the first question to focus on how you ignored his last part, “you’re not lookin’ for just sex are you?”

you sigh loudly, “maybe?! i don’t know. maybe i need to have a one night stand to get myself out there.”

there’s a cocky laugh down the line, one you allow yourself to enjoy. “no you don’t, yn. you love the romantic shit in a relationship. you’re a lovergirl.” he coos and you cringe at the term.

slightly embarrassing to admit but yeah, you guess you are.

“i hate that you’re right.”

“i’ve been around you long enough.”

you pause, clenching your eyes shut to ignore the incoming never ending questions that begin to fly through your head at the mention of what you both were. why can’t it be you and him? why couldn’t he try, why doesn’t he want to try? why are you still attached to him?

“i got a new job, so hopefully i’ll meet someone there.”

bakugou hums, “fuck, finally. you hated your old one. what is it?”

“just a new agency firm near me.” no specifics because you’re trying to create boundaries. you’ll probably just mention it in your next call.

“cool. i’m proud of you for finally quitting. shit was grating on you, yn.”

the giant trees rustle in the wind with golden brown leaves swaying to the ground. the lack of pet name is so evident from how much he says your name in replacement. you find using your name makes everything feel all the more intimate than a ‘baby’ would. you don’t tell him to stop though.

“katsuki… i told you you can’t say that.”

“that i’m proud of you?”

“yes,” you whisper because it makes your heart clench a little whenever he does. daddy issues or a praise kink or you don’t know. maybe it’s just being recognised and seen.

“hah.” he mumbles, “i take it back then. but it’s good you have.”

it’s getting too close to home. it’s always you calling him first, never him. you think he wanted you to be the one to end the relationship so he didn’t have to be the one to do it. you know he only wants the best for you and he doesn’t think that’s him. his face is fuzzy in your mind though and nostalgia is making you forget all the times he made you cry, instead replacing it with the times he’d cuddle you in bed and accept your offers to play scrabble in your underwear.

the couple on the bench opposite you hug goodbye and go their separate ways.

“i’m gonna go now, katsuki.”

no see you soon or talk to you later. you’re not supposed to be talking to him.

“mhm, bye yn.”

“bye katsuki.”

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gummi sharks in their natural jello habitat (study originally)

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— Aphrodite is iridescence, like the shimmer of pearls and seashells, like glittering jewels in the sea

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AUTUMNAL SUNSHINE 023 — DISAPPEARING ACT [PREVIOUS / MASTERLIST / TAGLIST / NEXT]

NOTES !

➛ atsuyachi angst arc starts now /srs ➛ atsumu has basically been texting yachi everyday since he got her number. just small good mornings at first, then throughout the day. he tells himself it's to find out why shoyo is being so sus, but............. ➛ behind the scenes of happened with hinata and yn: as soon as he lands she meets him in his hotel room and they eat leftovers on his bed (bonus: she bumps into bokuto on her way to hinata's room but he doesn't recognize her and excuses himself and walks away) ➛ hinata personally takes her back to where she and yachi are staying because its late at night even though he has a game tomorrow ➛ just because i think it might be confusing: atsumu and msby haven't met yn before the dinner. sakusa peeped her twitter profile but probably wouldn't recognize her if he ran into her in the hotel lobby

— TAGLIST WILL BE RB'D !

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this series made me sick to my stomach

「 CRY FOR ME 」 ♡ MASTERLIST

PAIRING : Suna Rintarō x Reader. Sakusa Kiyoomi x Reader.

GENRE : Angst.

TAGS/WARNINGS : NSFW. Fake Dating. Unrequited Love. Profanity. Enemies (not really) to Lovers. Friends with Benefits. Not very canon compliant.

SYNOPSIS : You have been in love with your best friend Sakusa Kiyoomi for as long as you can remember. The problem? He is in love with somebody else. And for you to snag even the tiniest bit of his affections, it seems like you would willingly go through drastic measures.. Even if it means teaming up with his lifelong rival, Suna Rintarō

TAGLIST : CLOSED

PLAYLIST + sunayn texts + sunayn crumbs

CHAPTERS

PROLOGUE

ACT I – PARTNER

ACT II – PLAYING WITH FIRE

ACT III – BLUR

ACT IV – LET'S NOT FALL IN LOVE

ACT V – SAFETY NET

ACT VI – LIE TO ME

ACT VII – TEACH ME HOW TO LOVE

ACT VIII – ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS STAY.

ACT IX – ALWAYS

ACT X – BITTER LOVE

ACT XI – AFTERGLOW

THE FINAL ACT – CRY FOR ME

EPILOGUE

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did Sukuna try eating Kage too?

no he literally threw him up

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Kagero

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higuruma wip

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こた on X: "#chainsawman158 https://t.co/k7Cio7BMWD" / X

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i’m making no progress in this show because i can’t stop myself making things like this

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🐧 by あい@i_sensei97

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