#/ i'm gonna work hard for it thank u !! ❤❤❤

[lowkeyremi]

Hey there! was looking through your stuff and realized you’ve never written about Iida before. So guess what? IM gonna be the change…

Could you possibly write a scenario of Iida going through the motions of proposing to the reader? How he’s super meticulous and everything has to go according to plan to where things just…don’t? lol.

But things work out anyways because of course it’s Tenya Iida.

You can do gender neutral or fem, I really don’t care. Thanks!

— lovelyiida ❤︎︎

Perfection t. iida x gn!reader

remi's note: hiiiii!!! i do need to branch out on who i write about don't i? lolll anyway i was super happy to see you requested. you're one of my fav writers on here and it's an honor to write for u!! this is such a cute idea too bc he's def an over thinker and needs everything to go 100% his way. also. wow. this was wayyyy longer than i intended for it to be <3

cw: fluff, slight angst in the beginning, things don't quite go as planned, tenya goes to his big bro for advice, silliness, a little bit of swearing.

He's tense of course, sitting in his office as the time ticks by. He wants to call his brother just one more time but he knows exactly what he's going to say, "Tenya, you're stressing this too much, they're going to say yes." Which is not what he wants to hear. He needs an absolute fool proof plan and then some.

As he's sitting there thinking his secretary walks in, she looks tired and Tenya pities making her stay a little after her shift finished. "Sir, don't you think it's about time for you to head out? I don't mean to intrude but your partner did get off of work about two hours ago, correct?" She asks looking at her watch.

Two hours? He looks back at the clock. His stomach drops automatically, you must be worried about him. Tenya's never more than an hour late from work, except on nights he tells you he'll be working late.

"Oh my, I suppose I should get home.. I didn't realize how much time has passed by." Truth is, he's not ready to go home. There are already about twenty five different failed scenarios he can think of at the top of his head.

The secretary notices this and she gives him a soft smile, "I'm sure they'll say yes, sir. You guys have been together for six years now and for as long as I've worked for you I haven't seen your partner's love waver." He should be comforted by her words but he's too caught up in his thoughts to feel any comfort.

"I can't do it tonight. I wanted to take them out for dinner and do it afterwards but it's too late tonight. I think I'll aim for this weekend." He sighs quietly. This is the 8th time he's failed to propose to you. He really has been trying, but it's so.. hard.

You're amazing in so many ways and such a kind hearted person. At the same time you can be strict and helpful. You're absolutely everything Tenya's wanted and needed in his life, so it's hard. He doesn't want to propose to you only for you to deny him.

These thoughts shouldn't consume him because he knows you love him. You've given him plenty of your firsts, and him the same. That ugly little voice in the back of his mind won't leave him alone though. It's the same voice that made him think avenging his brother for Stain's wrong doing was okay. The same voice that told him it was okay to dress up as a civilian in order to save Bakugo. The same voice that gets him into so much trouble.

"Good night, Ms. Suzuki." He says waving in her direction as he packs every thing in his brief case.

"Good night, Sir, you've got this." She says, and he sucks in a breath as her heels click away from his office.

Does he have this?

He doesn't remember much, doesn't even remember driving home. Yet here he is unlocking the door. Upon opening it he can see the soft glow of the TV in the living room. The smell of take out reaches his nose and he immediately relaxes.

"I'm home, baby." He says loud enough for you to hear. His eyes soften as you jump up off the couch to greet him.

"And where were you at mister?" There's a smirk covering your face and he opens his arms to embrace you in a hug.

"Work," he sighs before continuing, "I didn't notice the time until Ms. Suzuki mentioned it." He hears you click your tongue. He feels so at home with your arms wrapped around his neck.

"If you keep overworking that poor lady she might just quit." He smiles at your lecture.

"I know, I know. Tell me about your day? I'm not feeling too good." He says quietly.

"Sick?" You ask checking his forehead. He shakes his head 'no'.

"I just feel like shit right now." He slumps slightly. Your eyes soften and you lead him to the table for some dinner.

He listens to you talk about your promotion and how one of your co workers pulled you aside to tell you that you did not deserve your new position.

"Congratulations, my dear. I wish I could have bought you some flowers. I didn't receive your messages, because I had my personal phone off today. Also don't take their word to heart, they're just jealous of you." He picks up some noodles with his chopsticks.

"It's nothing to worry about Tenya, I promise. Also I know they were jealous but it's still hard to ignore. What about you? How was your day?" He wants to tell you, he really does. He wants to tell you about how much he's struggled to propose to you these last few weeks but he doesn't.

"Nothing really interesting happened today, just the usual." You can tell there's something he's not telling you but instead of prying you nod your head. If he wants to tell you he will.

It's been about four days since then and Tenya is sitting in his brother's home holding his nephew.

"Uncle Tenya?" The small child asks.

"Yes, Hachiro?" He looks just like his mother Tenya thinks. The only feature the little boy did get from Tensei was his red eyes.

"When will you marry [name]? I want a cousin." Tenya's first question is does he know how kids are made?

"Well, um. I'm not sure. I haven't asked them yet. What do you mean you want a cousin?" He asks the child to elaborate.

"Well I mean my mommy and daddy had me somehow so you and [name] can get me a cousin, right? I want someone to play with." He sounds sincere and it makes his heart tug a little bit. Hachiro is absolutely adorable.

"Don't bother your uncle with such questions, your friend is here for your playdate." Tensei says to Hachiro who immediately hops out of Tenya's lap to run down the stairs where his mother and best friend await him.

"That kid, he's something alright." Tensei chuckles sitting down with two cups of tea.

"Thank you for letting me come over on such short notice." Tenya's stressed because he believes tomorrow is the day he will actually ask the question.

"Of course, what's up little bro?" Tensei sips at his tea.

"I think tomorrow- tomorrow I'm going to do it. For real this time." His breathing becomes shaky and his brother's eyes light up.

"You can do it, Tenya. Let me tell you from experience, it won't be a perfect fairytale proposal but in the end it will work out. When I decided to marry Maria it was so awkward because I had to have our translator there to tell her what I was saying. Since then, I've been learning english. She loves to look back and laugh at our engagement though." He says with a smile.

Tenya thinks to the day his brother called him and told him that he asked Maria to marry him. Tenya asked him if he learned the phrase in english to which he responded with "um... our translator was there to tell her what I was saying and vice versa." He thought it was the silliest thing he'd ever heard.

"Basically my proposal can't be worse than yours?" Tenya asks with a smirk to which is brother playfully punches his shoulder.

"That is not what I said you little brat." The two break into laughter and Tenya feels much lighter.

"I've got to go get things set up." He responds standing up. His brother also stands up and the two hug each other.

"Call me and tell me how it goes afterward!" He nods and on the way out he tells his nephew and sister in law goodbye.

You were still at work by the time Tenya got home. He calls your favorite restaurant. In order to ask of a special request. He knows they don't do reservations but he wants to know if he can make an exception for this special moment.

"Sorry sir, we don't do reservations. It's a policy." The woman over the phone says and he's crushed.

Suddenly he has the idea to order out, "Can I call back tomorrow and place an order for pick up?"

"You most certainly can, Sir!" Her voice has no hatred just pure kindness.

"Alright, thank you. Goodbye." As soon as she says bye back to him he hangs up quickly forming a plan. He'll order your favorite food to go and set up a cute date at your favorite park, then when you're finished eating, the two of you will walk over to the water fountain you met at and he'll get down on one knee for you.

It's simple, he'd really love to go all out but he can't bear the stress of something potentially going wrong.

He hopes you'll like it.

He asked you to meet up at the park you used to frequent when you guys first started dating.

He's shaking slightly, while looking at the placement of the rose petals and candles. He'd sent a picture to his brother and Midoriya for assurance. Both told him it looked really good.

He's dressed in a blue button down and black slacks, not too fancy but not plain.

He sees you walk up to the table, a smile finds its way to your face and your eyes sparkle.

"What's all of this?" You ask. He helps you sit down on the wooden bench. You take in the beautifully set table. It's slightly windy but you don't mind.

"Um. I- i uh you know. Felt like we haven't been on a proper date in awhile so decided to set up a little something."

"Well you've out done yourself, baby. This looks so pretty." A little bit of stress is lifted off his shoulders. He's happy to hear you compliment his work.

The two of you eat your favorite food. You happen to notice another white box that sits closer to the end of the table.

"Ooooo, is that the cake I like from that place?" You ask pointing at the box. He nods quickly. His face flushes slightly when he sees you smile. It warms his heart.

"It is." You look into his red eyes trying to find the true meaning of this date, but your boyfriend is good at keeping his composure.

You won't give up much to his dismay, "This must be a very special dinner if you got me this cake." He shakes his head and shrugs.

"I promise it's nothing out of the ordinary." He calmly baits you into a different topic of some of your favorite foods which you go on about for twenty seven minutes. Yes, he was counting.

"Are you ready for cake?" He shouldn't even have to ask because he already knows the answer but he asks anyway.

"Of course I want cake! Can I cut it?" Tenya's calm demeanor drops right at that moment. He's starting to panic because he didn't bring a knife for the cake. It's only a minor inconvenience but still causes him to doubt himself.

"I'm guessing you didn't bring a knife, huh? It's alright, I'll cut it with the end of the fork!" You scooch over to grab the box, mouth watering at the thought of your favorite cake.

"You sure? I could run down to the nearest convenience store and-"

"Relax, honey, you're over thinking this. We won't die, I promise." Your words ground him. He takes deep breathes until he's calm again.

"Right. Sorry my love." The disappointment on his face causes you to frown.

"Aw come on, don't apologize. I promise it's fine." You cup his chin with your free hand and he leans into the touch with a small smile.

"Are we walking to the fountain? I'm stuffed, I don't wanna walk too far." He nods at your question. He's smiling like a teenaged boy and you're wondering what he's up too.

With your hands intertwined and the cool wind hitting your face, you feel content. There's no place on earth you'd rather be than right here.

The beautiful fountain where you met Tenya was close in sight. You could see the lights that were placed inside of it shining brightly.

There's a small thunk that reaches your ears and you turn around thinking you might have dropped something.

When you stop to turn around, you notice a small velvety box that had fallen to the ground.. it must be Tenya's.

"Tenya, wait. You dropped something." He turns around to see what it is and when he does all the color drains from his face.

"Fuck... fuck! The one time everything needs to be perfect I fuck it up." He says cursing himself. You realize what the box is and a giddy feeling takes over.

"Tenya, please calm down. It's okay I'll pretend I didn't see it." You say closing your eyes. It makes him chuckle a little bit to see you act so innocent.

"I appreciate the effort but the surprise is ruined..." He sighs and rubs his face roughly.

"Tenyaaaa. Were you going to take me where we first met and propose?" You ask with a wobbly smile.

"Mhm." You can tell he's upset over it being "ruined" but this is about the happiest day of your life. He's so sweet and thoughtful and knowing him he's probably been stressing this for a long time.

"My poor boyfriend stressing this moment, oh come here baby." You stretch your arms out for a hug and he doesn't hesitate to hug you back.

"Yes, by the way." You whisper into his ear and he scoffs playfully.

"I can I ask the question first?" You roll your eyes the stray tears falling onto his shirt.

"[name], I can't even lie I've been stressing this moment for the past couple of weeks. Let me tell you it has NOT been easy. I've consulted to my brother and Midoriya countless times in order to ensure a perfect proposal and if I'm being honest I should have taken Tensei's advice of 'it won't be perfect' it would have saved me a lot of stress.... but, would you do the honor of marrying me, being my equal, and staying with me through any and everything?" His voice is shaky and he's blushing so hard that you want a picture to show to everyone.

"Yes! Yes I will. WOOP WOOP. He likes it so he's about to put a ring on it!!!" You yell in excitement to no one in particular.

He's crying and laughing at how silly you are.

"I don't know what I was so afraid of."

"Me either!" You agree.

[venusbby]

hi!! hope you are doing well <3

congratulations for 200 followers, you deserve even more🙏🏻 for this event can i have no.6 with sae, but the reader says the line? it will be amazing imo , and thank you for your hard work!!! take care of yourself, xoxo (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤

midnight

🍁 character & prompt : ITOSHI SAE // #6. "i've never seen you smile like that before."

note: thank you so much for your love ! <3 have a great day and i hope u like this !!! # drabble game prompts here

summary: your boyfriend hates the idea of letting you go out alone at night. even if it's a one minute walk. and even if it's for ice cream.

the warmth of his hand radiated throughout your whole body as you walked side by side on the empty street, in contrast to the chilled air of the clear night.

"you seriously didn't have to come with me," you mumbled, gesturing to the small bag in your other hand when sae hummed in question. your footsteps coordinated with each other's. left and then right. you felt silly when you realised how it made you smile to yourself.

"i wanted to. i needed a breather anyway." he replied, voice raspy. neither of you had talked much on the short walk to the supermarket, with your stomach yearning for the taste of your favourite ice cream and sae following after you with his hands buried in his hoodie and his head kept low in an effort to be hidden.

your midnight cravings were maybe a little ridiculous. but sae wasn't one to complain. especially when you were so insistent on not letting him tag along, saying 'sae, it's just a minute away. i'm gonna be fine.'

no way in hell would he ever let you go somewhere alone at this time. so he told you to shut up and wait for him as he threw on a hoodie and slipped on the shoes that were easiest to wear. he felt relieved that he was spending the night at your place. if he wasn't there, you'd still go alone for your beloved ice cream and he just can't stand the thought of not being with you.

he had also realised that he never knew your favourite ice cream flavour.

not that he was supposed to know from the very beginning.

because your relationship hasn't even reached its five month anniversary. not until next month.

not that he remembers the date.

he does. he's waiting for it. he's thinking of what he should do for you. he almost considered asking his brother for help until he became annoyed. how dare his brother get into a relationship before him?

but now he knows your favourite flavour.

and he knows how loud your laugh is, because you just laughed out of nowhere and it's booming through his ears because the neighbourhood is so quiet.

"sorry. the cashier's face when he saw you— it was so funny," you cackled, not bothering to think about the people who were probably sleeping in the houses that you passed by.

"he definitely thought he was seeing shit. the guy's probably been working all day." sae said with a hint of a chuckle.

the thought made you laugh harder for some reason. you grabbed his hand tighter and stopped in the middle of the street, right under the streetlight, hunching over and laughing your heart out. sae looked at you and saw your slightly guilty expression as you couldn't stop.

he smiled.

it was not his fault that your laugh was so contagious and your cheeks looked so cute when you smiled wide.

you started to quiet down from the sudden laughing fit when you noticed his smile.

"i've never seen you smile like that before."

sae blinked. was he smiling?

"noooo, why'd you stop smiling now?" you whined, getting cut off by sae when he gently but swiftly placed his finger on your lips.

"shhh. people are sleeping." he played it off, looking below at the bag in your hand. "and your ice cream will melt."

you smiled and kissed his finger. he retreated with instant regret. still, he liked that.

"sorry," you sheepishly replied. "your smile is just.. something."

"whatever. let's go home."

you hummed, continuing the walk. this time, you both walked faster.

but you couldn't stop yourself from saying it. your face felt warm when you stared at your partner. he avoided your gaze and looked forward with a twitch in his lips.

"i'm gonna bring that pretty smile on your face again. just watch."

he exhaled. you grinned.

it's not going to take a long time for you to make him smile once again— he knows that deep down. and he's happy that you're the reason for it.

🍄 taglist: @hyomagiri @yoimyas @beanxiv <333

[leclvrc]

daddy's girl ♡ lh x reader

summary: in which your daughter is a daddy's girl through and through!

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yn.hamilton babygirl said she wants to match with daddy today so who am I to say no? 💖 (lewis was not allowed to put her on his board :) and you never will honey)

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ha44ilton it's the passive aggressive note to lewis in the caption for me 😭😭

mercedesamgf1 do we have another fashion icon on our hands? 😉

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mercedes44 she's growing so fast omg

lewishamilton yellow was always more her colour 💫

yn.hamilton matches her sunshine personality, doesn't it? 💞

mercmaids THEY'RE WEARING MATCHING FITS???? PLS THATS THE CUTEST SHIT I'VE SEEN IN MONTHS

goatmilton the lil bucket hat and sunglasses... i will never recover

yn.hamilton when i tell you i MELTED

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lewishamilton eternally grateful for all the time I get to spend with my two girls before the beginning of another exciting season 🙏🏾 here's to many more vacations with my little family

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yn.hamilton your caption 😭 i love you both so much, lewis

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ha44ilton that caption bro BRO

susie_wolff enjoy it!

mercedesamgf1 and the award of cutest insta post of this year goes to lewis 'the goat' hamilton!

mercmaids admin is gonna die if they go a day without calling lewis the goat and u know what? me too

mercedes44 the vibes are so cozy and ugh when is it my turn @ god!!!!

goatmilton nike needs to get that baby a sponsorship asap, I'm no longer asking

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yn.hamilton lewis fell asleep next to roscoe on the couch yesterday because ms. sunshine wouldn't go to bed until after he read her two stories 🤕 daddy's girl through and through!

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mercedesamgf1 so that's why he was tired during the debrief 😉

yn.hamilton he'll be better rested next time, promise!

roscoelovescoco I's loves falling asleeps next to daddys

goatmilton the vibes are immaculate fr this family is so dear to me

mercmaids LOOK AT THEEEEEM

4463merc roscoe and lewis sleeping like that is so ❣💓💕

susie_wolff toto and lewis can bond over this!

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yn.hamilton wifey duties 💫💞

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ha44ilton absolutely OBSESSED with her repping Lewis from head to toe

mercmaids she's giving all of us if we were married to lewis lbr

goatmilton YOU'RE SO REAL Y/N

f1 amazing support!

mercedesamgf1 always happy to have you decked out in his number 👊🏽🔥

sbinotto imagine all you are is the wife of someone 💀 I'd rather die

yndefender go back to stanning ur clown team lmaooo

lewishamilton my biggest fan ❤

yn.hamilton always babe 👊🏽

4405 naur it's the fist bump for me 🤣

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lewishamilton today might have only been enough for a third place, but I'm still grateful for all the hard work the team has put into the car this weekend. a win will be in our future but right now I'm happy to see all the time I get to spend with my princess as the biggest win of them all.

thank you to everyone that cheered for us this weekend! your support means the world 🙏🏾

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mercedesamgf1 incredible performance on track today! we'll get them next week 👊🏼

georgerussell63 we'll get that w soon, mate!

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goatmilton you were SO close this weekend

mercmaids bro BRO how do u expect us to be normal after that caption 😭😭😭

cullen_angela onto the next one 🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻

susie_wolff cherish all the time you get with her while she's still so young!

yn.hamilton every day I get to experience you with her is a gift and I can't wait for the sun to rise on another one of those days my love 💕

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ha44ilton I'm melting fr fr stop it!!!!

[lackadaisy-headcanon-supply-unit]

Hello!

I would like to request a Rocky x reader (romantic) oneshot. A fluffy one with a bit of spice would be nice ;) I don't really have a specific plot in mind, but maybe something on the topic of affection? Whatever the story, i'm sure it will be amazing ❤

Thank u, and have a nice day/night!

Hello, Anon!! Thank you for dropping by!! Your request just so happened to align with an idea I've had, and... I got a bit carried away, I suppose. This is well over three thousand words.

Hope you'll find as much entertainment in reading as I did in writing, anyhow!! (I missed crafting dialogue for this silly cat, even if it's equal parts shameless purple prose fun and an absolute pain in the neck.)

“Absolutely not.”

The pose of cheerful enthusiasm he presented the idea with didn’t falter, although his grin seemed to by a sliver.

“Aww, why?”

“It’s not gonna work.”

“We can’t know that until we try!”

You’d come down before opening hour, when many of the lights framing the red-curtained stage and finely carved pillars hadn’t been ignited yet in order to lessen electricity bills, leaving the grandiose speakeasy hall to ruminate in a mellow, warm late afternoon dusk. Leaning against one of the pool tables webbed with gilded patterns on the sides, you glanced him up and down in half-lidded skepticism. It was brief, yet defeating.

“I say this with all the love in my heart,” you prefaced the ruthless confession with a teasing smile, “but you don’t look like you could lift a cornstalk.”

“And you have a point! But consider this,” he countered, gesturing passionately with his hands as if materializing a vision of success before the both of you, and that’s when you recognized this conversation was about to shimmy beyond the bounds of reality. “What wonders can be achieved through the power of love? It can avail you to weather a sea of infernal blazes, crumble ancient mounts to their innermost cores, compel the course of celestial bodies–”

“But it can’t give you muscles.”

The conjurations of poetic fancies promptly shattered, and he gave you a disheartened look.

“Oh, come on, dearest,” he pleaded, all gleaming blue eyes and droopy ears. “Have you no faith in your one and only chevalier?”

“Concerning any other situation… a hard maybe. Depends if anything flammable’s involved.”

You put a finger to your chin in lighthearted contemplation.

“But this… well, I trust you in pulling this off without either of us getting hurt about as far as I could throw you with one hand.”

“I don’t weigh much,” he perked up assuringly. “You could toss me a good few feet, I reckon.”

“So then we should try this the other way around.”

A glint of curiosity hinted he may not have been entirely opposed. Nonetheless, you could tell he wouldn’t let himself be so easily shot down in his steadfast ambitions, about which you happened to be right.

“Your suggestions are appreciated,” he placated upon your prompt sigh of disappointment, “but in the name of chivalry I must persist with my vision. Because I am certain that there is a way, as there is a will, to achieve it.”

He pondered aloud whilst leant against the pool table opposite to yours, tail swishing figure eights in the air as if stirring up the brainworks.

“Just let me think about it…”

A bit to the left, two of the local employment were spectating from their usual spots by the bar. Zib, who had draped himself half-across the counter while Viktor was cleaning it around him, regarded the scene from under his hat with a caustic glance. The smoke simmering from the cigarette he was languidly tasting occasionally wafted your way.

“Looks like chivalry’s not dead yet after all,” he grumbled, the corners of his lips teasing amusement, “but he’s about to be.”

The burly slovak continued with his somewhat menial task in dutiful disinterest, intimidating all unsightly dirt spots off the wooden surface with an effortless glare.

“Idiot vill break own spine vid effort,” he stated matter-of-factly, then after a thoughtful pause, shrugged. “Saves me the trouble.”

“Oh, such searing pessimism!”

Rocky turned to theatrically retort, rejoining your circles from the far reaches of whatever realms his mind had been venturing.

“Well I regret to inform you, gentlemen,” he gave an easygoing little smirk, “that the only sort of spectacle you’ll be getting today is the glorious display of romance’s incandescent triumph.”

“You should heed your sweetheart’s advice, kid,” Zib warned over his glassful of a somewhat suspicious golden beverage. “Artists like you and I just weren’t built for these kinds of strenuous feats. You’ll get a hernia and then the boss lady will be down one questionable bootlegger.”

“Pff… Nonsense talk!”

He waved off the notion as if swatting away a bug, and you pinched your brow in exasperation.

“Waste not such paltry concerns on me, my friend! You see, it might not leave that impression at first glance…” he flexed a bit to show off his bicep then stared at it with a blank expression once it failed to strengthen his argument, “nor perhaps second… but these spindly sinews are rife with untapped potential! Why, you think the Atlas of mythology had trained in advance to support the whole world on his shoulders? And yet, it still goes ‘round smoothly to this day. Which is to say that, hopefully helped by Fortuna’s favor, the release of a comparable innate strength shall aid me in this fated task of carrying mine.”

Despite his conspicuous lack of visible musculature he gave a grin of such radiant certainty it could’ve powered the rest of the lights. Zib blinked slowly, unimpressed in his fermentative, cigarette-stink skepticism. Viktor kept cleaning.

“Albeit I suppose there’s more point in a show rather than tell.”

Rocky stretched his arms in a somewhat comically overstated manner.

“So the old-fashionated way it is!” He then took up a stance and spread them in anticipation. “Come hither, my darling love, let’s prove those naysayers wrong! Leap into the arms of your favorite bard!”

“I still don’t condone this idea.”

You crossed your arms, resolution as hard as the wood digging into your lower back. Unstoppable force smiling baffledly at the inmovable object.

“You don’t?”

“Not really.”

He pouted. Oh, how you couldn’t stand it when those gorgeous sapphires looked at you so coyly despondent. And of course, he was aware.

“You mean you won’t even give it a chance?” he implored, tail gingerly lowering. “Not even if I’ll sooner have my organs be crushed into a fine sludge than let one hair on your head bend the wrong way?”

“Especially not then.”

Patiently, you stood, the twitch of your ears and your own tail’s gentle whipping behind your legs and brushing up to the smooth block of wood being your only movement. You watched him deflate in a slowly progressing manner not unlike that of a balloon animal leaking from a small opening; you could even imagine the characteristic sound to go with.

You tried not to laugh.

“Not even if,” he attempted once more, “it could be a most passionful pageantry of courteousness?”

“More like foolishness.”

Irritated by his snark for a change, you tilted your head in Zib’s direction. When he earned both of your attention by extension the resident nicotine eater, chin resting on the heel of his palm, flicked a huge ear and leisurely presented his back to you as though he’d never cared.

“Just picture it for a second!” Rocky suggested, snapping back to the conversation and taking your hand in his to help transmit the mental imagery through skin-to-skin contact. “A most consummate culmination of chivalrous custom!”

“Certainly,” you rolled your eyes yet didn’t resist when he snuck up close to grab a hold of your waist with an almost imperceptible delicacy.

“I’d gather you in my arms,” he narrated, “a most beauteous royal rose, pooling in your eyes the glimmers of a star-speckled galaxy, a divine black ether brimming with a variegated, dazzling cavalcade of celestial hues… oh, what fair nobility of ephemeral grace, molded in the realms above from the finest marble and ambrosia by lilium-scented, angelic hands…”

His face was close to yours, and your gazes intertwined; you could be quite sure he was just describing what he saw. You averted your eyes, slightly flustered.

“You sure know your words,” you nipped without any real teeth to it.

“I try,” he acknowledged cheerfully, nonetheless keeping proximate. “And me, no more than a humbled troubadour, a mere mortal permitted by Providence to embrace salvation itself,” you made an inarticulate noise of incredulity, “gentle tethering of your mass serving to remind that this resplendent scene is no meager illusion, a cruel trick of the light, but bona fide reality…”

You squirmed half-heartedly away in your chagrin, yet each bit of distance you created between the two of you he kept closing just as effortlessly, drinking in your expressions.

“In rapt entrancement we’d behold each other’s countenance,” you could feel his words on your whiskers, “honey-glaze lusters dancing across our lips in nectareal beckoning, your arms entangling my nape with fervor as you pull me under to merge our souls by way of osculation in the heart of the Earth–”

“Enough rhapsodizing,” you entreated with a wide, mildly embarrassed smile you couldn’t fight, “you poetaster.”

“Now, don’t tell me you wouldn’t enjoy that.”

You exhaled in a burst, gripping the wooden brim you were leant on. Tail curling and uncurling in thought.

“It sounds fine,” you emphatically minced, “but I don’t require it. You know you can just talk sweet to me like that or give me a kiss when I’m still on my feet and you’ll just as easily sweep me off them.”

“But there’s no harm in experimenting, right?”

“That’s… a very dubious statement.”

“Well, if it does work, it shall surely be memorable.”

Across the way, over ornate red carpet and leather seats, Viktor had since taken to polishing glasses while Zib ever-industriously continued to metabolize the establishment’s embalming fluid reserves in spite of the hour.

“…And if it doesn’t,” Rocky proposed the possibility with great hesitation, “as far as I can recall, bone fractures actually heal a lot quicker than you’d expect.”

With the band backstage, that’d be only two direct witnesses to your loss of dignity.

“You’re not about to let this go until I oblige,” you observed with a heavy heart and patted his arm, “so go ahead. I’ll give you a chance to enter history records as the world’s first cooked pasta-based organism to princess carry a whole person.”

You adjusted yourself in front of him at a roughly ninety-degree angle and put your arm around his shoulders. Enthusiasm flawlessly rekindled he took swift hold of your back in return, biting his lip in anticipation like a giddy kid.

“But if you sprain a muscle, I’m not bringing you the ice,” you stated firmly to his face.

“You can’t sprain what’s scarcely there,” he beamed back like it was of any reassurance.

“Well, alright.”

That obnoxious smoke hit your nose again. Beneath the golden glow of red lampshades, Zib had unexpectedly honored your ambitions by sitting marginally more erect, pushing up the brim of his hat to ensure his sight wasn’t failing him.

“Wouldn’t you look at that,” he grunted, pointy eyebrows raised. “They’re doing it for real.”

Viktor stopped in his surprisingly gentle handiwork and fixed a sharp, singular eye on the pair of you. When your clumsy preparations and nervous fidgeting painted a confirmatory enough picture, he set the glass and rag down with a thud, leisurely slapping two huge paws on the clean oak counter to lean on it.

“Dis vill be amusing.”

You gulped at the audience, blooming in your chest a severe doubt. You squeezed Rocky’s shoulder and felt the pointed conjunction of bones digging into your palm without any real effort.

“Whenever you’re ready…”

He smiled at you with those sweet blue eyes that drew your attention like a magnet, adamant on dissolving your worries within themselves. It almost convinced you that what you were about to do wasn’t both ridiculously asinine and physically unsafe… albeit still rather mild by the standards of dating Rocky Rickaby.

You looked at one of the curling, wrought iron chandeliers and sucked in a resolute breath.

“…Here goes nothing.”

In clenched-fist concentration, you jumped and threw your legs in the air for him to catch. He grabbed after them in wide-eyed startlement and as the momentum flung you at him, you prayed.

There was a grunting noise. Something in-between the squeak of a strangled rubber chicken and the aghast chuff of a scuffed, abused bagpipe as every last square inch of air is violently crushed out of it; you’d heard naught of such a combination before yet were instantly able to identify it. Arms clasped tight around his neck you hung on for dear life whilst he gripped your side and thighs in a no less firm desperation, fingers unintendedly clawing into tense flesh. He stood taut as a bowstring, you could feel as much beneath the clothes, though unfortunately nowhere near as straight and with every slight tremble and corrective squirm you feared yourselves tipping over in his direction and giving the carpeted limestone a sore greeting.

Time collapsed to a halt under the weight of anticipation. Cautious in your breaths, wide-eyed and blatantly uncomforted by his palpable quaking, you watched as his rigid expression of concentration strained on a half-hearted grin for your sake to mask what very much still was mortal terror hatching from amongst the shards of hubris.

And then… nothing.

You blinked a few times. Other than your own heartbeat, and what amounted to the whimpers of a heavy wooden chair being dragged across the floor that you soon confirmed to be coming from him instead, all sounds of impending doom receded. You took a deep inhale of the stagnant cave air and held it in bewilderment, knees squished close to one another.

Well, you’d be damned.

Flush to his torso and clutching the cheap fabric of his shirt, you stared on, trying to comprehend the situation. As was he, evidently, with how amidst his tight-lipped yet valiant bearing of the ramifications his eyes darted around the room as if disaster was running unusually late. No gears turn at such a pace however, for when at last the ice in your tendons began to melt in contemplation of asking whether he could move enough to put you down safely or if you should just jump for it, he exerted a small huff of accomplishment and it changed something, because you began to dip rapidly forward. Some indiscernible profanity escaped your mouth.

At least he gallantly broke your fall… and a rib as well, by the sound of it.

The ground was about as soft as you’d imagined when it kissed your limbs and left you with your hands splayed on velvety carpet. You caught glimpse of your audience and, lo and behold, Viktor for a brief second appeared to possess something of a smile behind the bar. Of schadenfreude, naturally. Nonetheless the witnessing of such an evanescent miracle left you nothing short of humbled.

“Well, that surprised nobody,” Zib sneered, a whiff of smoke leaving his nostrils. “We’ll hold him a tasteful funeral.”

“He’s not dead,” you indignantly countered, blowing tousled locks of hair out of your face, then turned to your knight in shoddy armor just to be sure. “You’re not dead, right?”

With that, you recognized that the reason your posterior ached less than the rest of you was his organs still being smushed under it, so you hastily clambered off. Sweetly enough, he hadn’t mentioned, though it may have just been that he’d yet to recover from getting the wind knocked out of him enough to form a sentence.

“Never felt more alive,” he wheezed in affirmation, clutching his torso. “I’ve come to sense fibers of my physique I didn’t know existed.”

“No wonder. Did you dislocate something?”

Crouched over your boyfriend on all fours, you scrutinized him whilst your tail lashed back and forth in acute concern regarding his lack of attempts to get up despite having him practically caged under you. Considering his talent for looking pathetic while curled up on the floor, you couldn’t be blamed.

“Well, all of my bones are still inside,” he tilted his head without raising it to look over himself. “That’s their designated place, I believe.”

“You’re such a twit.”

Bright blue eyes flicked up at you innocently, arms clasped together in a protective self-embrace. Your features softened with a sigh.

“I heard a crack,” you explained, gaze lingering over his ribcage. “I thought I’d hurt you.”

“Oh, that was just my pride,” he dismissed jovially. “Nothing worth the bewailment. Poor thing wasn’t about to survive the winter anyhow.”

That restless, puffy tail of yours came to a tentative pause upon his knees, drawn only halfway up to accomodate your presence as he squirmed lightly in his restricted position. Though the barely lit murk of underground, his grin still shined as disarming as any other.

“You couldn’t hurt me if you tried.”

Whether he meant that remark as a pacification or a challenge, you preferred not to dispute. You let go of the tension in your shoulders however, easing off to settle down next to him and allow him some space to do the same.

“Well, this was just stupid,” you concluded, listlessly examining your bruised appendages. “I have no idea what drove you to something so pointless.”

He carefully rolled up off the ground then simply sat there, blinking at you in a way that betrayed neither any particular discomfort nor the absence of it. You observed him in ponderance. Due to the lack of any concrete signals from upstairs you decided you’d just have to assume the best.

“Unless,” you teased with a squint of suspicion, minding your volume, “you just wanted me on top of you that bad.”

Now that definitely reached the headquarters. When it did, he responded with one of those downright sinful grins that made the notion of punching him in the face sound vastly appealing.

“It wasn’t according to my plan, per se,” he gestured in a sly manner, “but it’s certainly not a development you’ll catch me complaining about.”

“You cad.”

You regarded him with a scolding glare you didn’t really mean but perhaps should’ve. He stood or, well, sat his ground, and it didn’t take a medium to guess anymore what newfound visions might’ve been stirring on behind that striped forehead of his; you only hoped he wouldn’t start waxing poetics about it.

“Could’ve just asked me nicely,” you murmured with a smirk.

You noted the proximity all of a sudden; his nose couldn’t have been two inches away from touching yours. He peered down at you in awareness, chuckling.

“Ah, but the overture's half the merriment.”

“This place has marvelous acoustics, by the way,” Zib spoke out of nowhere and made every bone in your body flinch, “so you might wanna consider taking this somewhere else before our sparse patronage arrives–”

“Oh, shut it, Zibowsky.”

You snapped at him, ears pinned, feeling rather deserving of some soap in your mouth. Rocky got over the interruption with a more careless ease and disregarded the air of awkwardness he helped create in favor of lighting up in triumph.

“But our labour for love wasn’t in vain, after all!” he exclaimed over your shoulder. “We all saw it, right? My romantically inspired exhibition of unprecedented prowress? I must’ve held on for a good minute there!”

“How long did it last, by the way?” you inquired, watching as Viktor continued cleaning glasses. “I was too busy panicking to count.”

“Two seconds.”

Your face stretched in astonishment. Zib took out a lighter.

“You’re pulling my leg.”

“No, really,” he reiterated, igniting another cigarette with a series of clicks while the previous butt laid crumpled beside him on the counter, “two seconds. I was just about to congratulate you.”

You stared on at the sprawling carpet, befuddled, yet the intricate patterns held no explanation for this anomaly. Time does simply happen to slow to a crawl when you’re fearing for your life, as it turned out. Rocky slumped in dejection.

“Ah well,” he lamented, bushy brows descending. “It would appear that my hopes to beguile you with a debonair display could not come true after all.”

His tail gingerly curled around him, saddened to an equal degree. You pouted along in playful endearment.

“You’re so silly,” you ascertained. “I don’t mind that you’re a weakling.”

You took his hand balled up on the ground, enveloping it with your own. He watched in slight trepidation.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah.”

The two of you locked eyes amidst the magnificent cavern of bygone extravagance; the ‘heart of the Earth’, as he’d put it. Decked in hues of crimson and gold and marinating in a mystiqueful twilight, a regrettably vacant wonder of architectural design honoring the arts décoratifs, all the dazzling sights of the establishment couldn't have hoped to draw you away from the one instrictic extension of it you delighted in looking at the most.

“And I wouldn’t trade you in for the brawniest of gallants,” you pressed a tingling kiss on his cheek, “my noodle-limbed prince.”

[starjaeyun]

PINK !

— hanamaki dyes his hair pink when he finds out that it's your favorite color

includes! hanamaki takahiro x fem! reader

warnings! profanity, the seijoh 4 are in their 1st year in this

note! i'm not too sure whether or not pink-brown is hanamaki's natural hair color but i came up with this little delusion and i invite all of u to join me in it 😘😻❤ and i definitely did not write this because i am obsessed w/ pink hehehehehe 🥰

friday

hanamaki hates the color pink. and the whole volleyball club was well aware of this, especially his fellow 1st years. he made sure to remind them how much he hates that color whenever they told him that he would look good in it.

"makki! are you still considering to dye your hair? there's a new salon that just opened up recently! we should check it out, i read great reviews about it online!" now that oikawa brought it up he remembers that he was yet to pick a color to dye his hair into

"yeah, i am. though i'm not sure about the color yet" he explains, "and no i will not dye it pink" he adds upon seeing the similar expression the other three had

"i don't blame you for not wanting to dye it pink" iwaizumi starts, "i heard pink is a hard color to look good in"

oikawa raised his brow, "and where did you hear that? knowing you, you're not the type to look such things up"

"y/n told me about it"

of course, they were also well aware of hanamaki's huge crush on iwaizumi's classmate, whom he met on their first day of volleyball practice when she gave iwaizumi his water bottle that he left in their classroom

"nice try, not gonna work this time" hanamaki flashed him a sarcastic smile and continued munching on his onigiri

"i'm not kidding though. that woman is obsessed with pink even i'm starting to think her blood is pink and glittery"

monday

hanamaki makes his way to the gym, still sleepy and not fully awake for morning practice. he hears a group of people, obviously the rest of seijoh, talking so loudly inside. he yawns, "why do they sound more energetic than usual?"

and it was like he was showered with ice cold water when he opened the doors. because what the fuck were you doing there? and happily chatting with the coaches?!

"YOU DYED YOUR HAIR WITHOUT ME?!" oikawa's loud and annoying— as described by iwaizumi, matsukawa and hanamaki— voice echos through the gym

matsukawa and iwaizumi bursts out laughing, "and don't you hate pink?" oikawa, who was now pouting, adds

at his words, you let out an offensive gasp, "hanamaki hates pink?!" now you were starting to walk towards him along with the other first years, "but why?! pink suits you! i told iwa-chan many times that pink would suit you!"

hanamaki doesn't know where all his nervousness went but he was thankful that it decided to leave, "ah...i don't really hate it, i think it's alright"

the trio looks at him with a raised brow, "you told us last friday that you hate—" hanamaki coughs to interrupt matsukawa's sentence and as if luck was on his side, coach mizoguchi called for you to come over the benches

"what's she doing here?" he asked as he watched your retreating figure, "she applied for as our manager" iwaizumi explains while still giving hanamaki a judging look

"could you guys quit looking at me like that?!"

hanamaki hates the color pink

"we've been convincing you to dye your hair pink for more than a month and one mention of y/n-chan loving pink was all it took for you to actually dye it pink?!" oikawa's complains fell on deaf ears as they walked to their teammates

hanamaki hates the color pink. but if he had to dump pink paint all over himself for you to notice him, he would gladly do so

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[denialcity]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. spread the self-love ❤

awww thank you! I don't have enough polished founders fic to have five favourites so I'm gonna put some other fandoms

O' Death (one peice tarot, law-centric) - there's a specific type of poetic prose that can wrench your heart n guts out which I really admire and i think this is the closest i've ever gotten to that

atop the wall, wisdom cries out (one piece tarot, robin-centric) - i was very pleased with myself for the formatting here

Lawsan fantasy AU (one piece)- im very pleased with the magic system and the fairy tales i managed to shoehorn in here

Blessed Sacrifice AU (naruto founders) - mythology freeform red eyes are blessed izuna-centric genfic cowritten with para. we haven't gotten to my favourite parts yet but sometimes i read this and go huh it was actually pretty good huh

for adoration grow / tobiizu unconventional hanahaki AU (naruto founders)- ah yes my daily newsletter. im proud of this one for consistency and anti-perfectionism more than for the content rn bc i am unfortunately in the part of the creative process where i hate the work bc i'm in it but i'm pretty sure it'll be a fave when i'm done and generally i'm proud of any longfic I complete bc completing a longfic is fkin hard

bonus because they are completed multichapters Of Men and Mountains (pokemon, N&Red) and Integration (homestuck, Johnkat)

Tagging if u want! @asukaskerian @firecoloredwater @silverutahraptor @good-grievance @devotedanarchy

[liannelara-dracula]

Heyo how are u doing❤❤

If ur requests r open i would like to request 🤒and 🥺 for tg bois plss

Also i love ur work😍🥰 and dont forget to take care of yourself and stay hydrated😘

Thank u so much❤

When their Gf is Sick Hcs

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Hi Love,

Gosh, I'm sorry this took so long. I am now starting to have more time. And aww, thank you so much. You too!

-Liannelara

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Prompt

Requests are open

Other request: What they find cute about their gf

Rules

Warning:

*certain words have been censored for Tumblr guidelines.

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When their Gf is Sick Hcs

Kaneki:

💊He has been sick before since he was human so he knows what its like.

💊So because of his experience, he knows what helps and what doesn't.

💊Brings tissues, a thermometer, blankets, medicine, and some movies.

💊He is pretty good at keeping track of your fever and helps out with whatever you need.

💊The good thing is that he doesn't get sick with you since he's a ghoul.

💊So he gives you forehead kisses, cuddles with you, and pretty much spends the day(s) with you like normal.

💊He is able to make soup that doesn’t suck.

💊Although when you're asleep he sits by you on the bed, usually stroking your hair.

💊He may say something sweet too sometimes.

💊“You’re a really sweet girl, Y/n, I wish you’d see that.”

💊He usually will get in bed too and wrap an arm around you to bring you closer.

Hide:

💊Gosh he’s always the one giving you bugs or getting them in the end because he smothers you a lot.

💊He cuddles and gives k*sses even though you remind him not to.

💊“Relax babe, I’m not gonna get sick.”

💊“Hide you’re not that tough it will definitely get you.”

💊“I have a strong immune system.”

💊“Still I worry about you.”

💊Might ask Kaneki for help

💊Although he usually tries to handle it on his own, he might have to go to the pharmacy more than once but he gets the hang of it.

💊He likes taking your temperature but doesn’t like it when your fever is present.

💊Usually has you rest your head on his lap while he watches tv.

💊Tries to make you soup but ends up buying it instead since he knows he can’t cook.

💊Is heavily bothered if you vomit, lol.

💊But if he really cares he will suck it up and deal with it.

Ayato:

💊He’s no good, you need to get yourself a new boyfriend.

💊He’d have zero patience at a pharmacy.

💊And he’d have to learn so much because he’d only be screwing up.

💊Hates reading all the medication stuff and just wishes you weren’t sick anymore.

💊Probably thinks that estimating your temperature is okay.

💊Doesn’t know what to do so you tell him what to do.

💊Laughs at the way you sneeze and how your voice sounds.

💊He learns about remedies and how much it sucks being sick.

💊Gets you tissues and tries to make tea.

💊If you vomit he thinks it's disgusting.

💊He’s not used to sickness so you’re gonna have to cut him some slack.

💊He does try though since he likes you.

💊Feels bad if you have a hard time recovering but he again, doesn’t know how to express his feelings very well.

Yomo: 

💊Like Ayato he gets confused.

💊He might read it in a book or article about what to do.

💊He does buy tissues and medicine.

💊Although he’s not good at understanding if you need others things.

💊Tries to make you soup and it turns out okay, even if it's simple.

💊Does give forehead kisses tho.

💊Gets you blankets and he sometimes ruffles your hair.

💊I feel like he is pretty warm so if your cold he’s kinda alarmed by your touch.

💊But then he’ll try to warm you up by having you cuddle against him.

💊He will tease you about your bedhead.

💊“It’s like a bird's nest.”

💊“Shut up!”

Uta:

💊Finds your sneezes to be adorable.

💊“Aww, you sound just like a mouse.”

💊“You’re so--” You’d stop midsentence due to another one of your sneezing fits again.

💊Is always asking how everything feels and how you feel.

💊He literally writes this down in his sketchbook 😂 

💊He likes it when you nap because he usually wraps you around in a blanket.

💊So all you see is your face.

💊Which he likes to poke.

💊And it makes you so fed up with him “Stooop.” You’d mummer with your eyes closed, only for him to continue.

💊“I’ll eat you.” You’d say being serious with your done expression.

💊“Ohh, is that a threat??”

💊“Ew, don’t be a creep.” You’d say having your nose scrunch.

💊“Kidding, I love you.” He’d grin, kissing your cheek.

💊He isn’t so much on affection cause he does prefer to talk but he will cuddle.

💊It’s mostly because he sees how drained and sluggish you are so he figured it might help.

💊He also likes to cuddle you if you feel cold.

💊Mostly cause he can tease about hands being small.

💊“They’re so tiny.”

💊Isn’t bothered by vomit in the slightest. Only cause it's yours, plus he’s kinda fascinated by sickness since he’s never experienced it.

💊He probably finds it fun to take your temperature, especially if if shows different smiles depending on the temperature. My thermometer does this so like it was smile when it's good and frowns when it's not, lol.

Furuta:

💊He kinda finds you cute when sick.

💊Like how cold and hot you get.

💊“Fufu~ You know, this is almost like temperature play.” He’d smirk whilst feeling your forehead.

💊Whatta perv.

💊“Not now.” You’d groan, not really in the mood for his teasing.

💊“Ohh, colds make you pretty feisty too. But you know, it has been a while since we’ve done that.” He’d suggest whilst kissing your hairline.

💊“No, s*x and being sluggish don’t mix.” You’d complain.

💊“It is when you’re beautiful either way.” He’d disagree, playing with your hair.

💊You usually try to take care of things yourself but then he tells you he can handle it.

💊He definitely pampers you when sick, but is strict about you taking your medication.

💊So even if you don’t like it your going to have to suck it up and deal with it.

💊Although he does try to baby you and tells you to wait for him so that he can do everything for you.

💊He likes that you cuddle him for warmth and fall asleep on his lap.

💊Will watch movies with you and likes to stroke your hair a lot.

💊Likes to give you shoulder messages too, especially if you make a provoking sound.

💊Prepares your baths a lot of the time.

💊Is slightly concerned if you don’t eat a lot.

💊Although he finds it a little amusing that you can lose your voice so he may take it to his advantage to tease you while you just look at him annoyed.

Takizawa:

💊Kinda like Ken he remembers what being sick was like and he does hate it.

💊Even though he won’t say it he doesn’t like to hear you cough and sneeze so much.

💊He gets you everything you need but doesn’t have too much patience with thermometers or medicine. 

💊Feels his forehead and compares it to yours to see if you have a fever.

💊Though he may seem grumpy a fair amount of the time he is pretty soft with you.

💊He is pretty warm so you seek him for warmth and want cuddles.

💊He’ll act like he wants to refuse but then enjoys it.

💊And he typically puts a blanket over the both of you while you either watch some TV or he talks to you.

💊“You’re warm.” You’d smile, cuddling closer.

💊“You’re lucky I love you.” He’d smile, leaning in to give you a kiss.

💊 “I know I am.” You’d giggle, giving him a kiss in return.

💊 If you’re awake in the middle of the night because you can’t sleep he will notice.

💊“Y/n, go back to sleep. You need to get better.” He’d say, sitting on the couch watching you as you leaned against the doorway.

💊“I know I just couldn’t sleep, I’d rather talk to you instead.” You’d say, walking over to him.

💊“You really are a handful.” He’d smirk, pulling in to pin you down on the couch.

💊“Taki!” You’d yelp before giggling as he showered you with kisses.

💊“Stop, I’m still sick.” You’d smile.

💊“That sh*t doesn’t matter.” He’d grin, attacking your neck with kisses.

💊 Although you may be sick it doesn’t stop him.

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[tklyhcs]

@marysixnumbers AH U CHANGED YOUR NAME here!!!!!!! i tag you in our wonderful collab here

mostlyticklestbh submitted:

here’s a few lee!sett thoughts:

-his feet are pretty bad! skittering nails over his soles, or using a hairbrush on them, is the best way to get him there. it’s hard to do because of how much he kicks when he gets tickled, but two or three of his bandmates holding his legs down means he’s not going anywhere

-the sensitivity of his ears is an open secret to the band’s makeup department. it’s hard for any of them to resist flitting a fluffy makeup brush over his ears for a second, getting a few giggles, or a snort if they’re lucky. he’ll gently push them away and mutter “quit it” or “lay off the ears!”, bashful grin on his face

-raspberries kill him, especially if multiple people are tickling him at the same time - they can raspberry him in succession without any time in between. which drives him wild, they already tickle so much and two (or more) in a row, without any time to recover, has him cackling, fully weak with laughter. it’s worst when k'sante does it because his facial hair tickles too

-phel knows sett’s worst tickle spots better than any of the other bandmates, usually because he put a hand in the wrong place while cuddling/giving a massage/etc. ezreal finds out about this and pratically begs phel to tell him so he can finally win a tickle fight with sett (he just pins ez down and goes for his ribcage) but phel doesn’t spill. oh well, rip ez. and rip sett because phel knows exactly the best way to destroy him with tickles - to have him howling with laughter sweat sticking his hair to his forehead, not even having enough breath to beg for mercy. he doesn’t use that power very often, thankfully for sett

-this isn’t a separate headcanon but i love the idea of the rest of the band ganging up on him! no spot is safe, but there’s always someone tickling his belly - tracing abs, spidering over his stomach, digging into his sides

ANSWERING UNDER READ MORE BECAUSE AUUGHH HOLY SHIT ❤❤❤❤❤🔥🔥🔥🔥

okay okAY all my thoughts under cut because i am going to Explode thanks i have many things to say and by god i have been blessed because i love bullying him (nicely i promise) sorry this was late but during my mini absence i got to read these over and over (･ω･)💚

first, YES YES about the kicking he's a powerful guy and the second those nails even brush his ankle he kicks out with a yelp!! i have a hc that phel bullies them by always sticking his cold hands and feet under the rest of them when it's cold and they're unsuspecting and watching a movie and sett makes the mistake of stealing this move and gets his ass handed to him. he decides haha i'm gonna try this :) and the next thing he knows they are fighting back and he YELLS and they gotta pause the movie because he's TOO LOUD. he like, snakes his leg under a few bandmates to get to phel first of all, and that was his first mistake because he can't kick under that many people. he does dumb things ok!!!! and phel makes this choking laugh noise and GRABS SETT'S ANKLE LOL and he rakes his nails down his arch. the very hard scraping doesn't hurt him at all he's got thick skin but man does it tickle instead. pff imagine them tryna watch a movie and are interrupted by "AGH FUCK" a man facing the consequences of his actions. and the rest of them are also losers mind you, so now it's a free for all but sett is a popular target so they don't mind just sitting back on his calf and letting phel do the work. they're like rolls eyes comedically sett shut up we tryna watch the movie 🙄🙄 and he's like NOBODY IS GONNA HELP????

AUU i love ear tickles and he has the big fluffy ones that is SO much fun to think about. and arghhh not being able to sit still for makeup anyways (i just know he can barely sit and do nothing so he's always tapping his foot or bouncing his leg) so when someone brushes em he's like HEY i KNOW those don't need makeup so y'all are bullying me. and i bet he's sorta sensitive when getting to his chin too. like bro we're just doing some extra contour is all, stay still! n he hums and taps his foot a lil faster. he's got a goofy smile on his face and tries to focus on said humming, trying to remember the song's rhythm but the brush swipes fast under his chin, faster than he can process, and he does snort (like you saaaaaid)

and about the raspberries.. that's so good because that's certainly his favorite weapon of all time imo and we love a dude who can't take what he dishes out. he uses raspberries liberally, no one's stomach nor necks are safe. he finds it more intimate than most tactics and that connection is lowkey important to him! holding someone close in a hug is his fav. plus that's the whole point for him to have fun obvs! and giving out raspberries tend to give him only the best and most electric reactions. though now, that just means he's on the top everyone's shit list with that exact tactic being his demise. but ohh my god literally no breaks must have him SOBBING in laughter (in the best way of course) and honestly it reminds him a lot of his mom!! the lungs on that woman were very impressive.

also side note k'sante takes pride in his raspberries being the best he's like cracks knuckles, heh.. move aside amateurs what a loser

AWH ez begging phel to tell omg.. phel likes keeping his info all for himself! phel amongst the rest of them having a tickle fight to be strangely methodical with sett, he's a pro! he secretly likes being a little troublemaker so that's so in character for him. i bet he uses his secret knowledge at given times, for example if he's trying to wake sett up from one of his cat naps, he goes soft by rolling an ear between his index and thumb. but during a free for all he's going for that tummy of his. aaaand if he wants reciprocation, he'll be cheeky and playful!

sorry i was late with this!! i def gotta talk about the ask you sent about kayn too i'm CRAZY about that one too omgggmgg

[simmi23]

hii how r u? Also r u gonna draw more afton family soon? Maybe a comic? And also you're very underrated and it's sad that other people get more recognition than you do, you deserve way better! 💯 ❤

Oh I'm doing okay, and thanks !! Maybe soon for more art,, but

This really means so much to me since I've been here for 2 years and I've been making art of things that I love since I was younger. I seriously put way to much focus and hard work and dedication to what of most that I do daily.. People don't exactly tell me this very often and I'm glad that you really care. Thank you, really like thanks! 😊 💜🌟

[leyyvi]

SCREAMS INTO THE ABYSS, RATTLES THE BARS TO MY CAGE, BITES MY FINGERRRSSSSSS.

Oh my god, thank you times a fucking million for updating paychecks today ❤❤ (this year has been super fucking rough so it was nice to turn my brain off for awhile, so thank you ❤) the chapter was very good, having a good balance of other characters then Levi and reader was super nice. (And because I saw your tags on an earlier post) proud that you were able to get this huge chapter out! As someone who also writes, sometimes it's just so hard to get your hands to work with your brain 😭😭 this chapter was so cute, I feel all mushy inside 😭 so many smooches, but fuck me I get it. Gotta make up for lost time, and who tf wouldn't wanna kiss levi????

Thank you again for the chapter! I hope your holiday season has gone well!!🙂

AAAAAAA omg you're so sweet i'm gonna start bawling istg. i'm sorry your year was so rough but im glad you were able to turn your brain off!! AHHH thank god it was decently balanced in your eyes, always worry about doing too much of other characters or just levi 😭 ugh yes you're so right about getting your hands to work with your brain :') thank you SO SO SO much for the sweet msg i appreciate you sm ;o; <333 SENDING U MUCH LOVE i hope ur holidays went well too!!!

[r1c4rd4]

Oh my I agree with you!!! For me, covid time was definitely not the best ;_; idk if I should call that depression but my mental state was definitely not it- but lately I've been feeling better than ever! Cutting negative or just people who just don't make you feel needed out of your life, of course school work sucks but I'm trying my hardest and that's one thing I'm happy about. Plus I got nice friends now I've never been happier 😭❤

Thank you girlie I love yaaaaaa /p <3333333 AND WNSNNXNDNDNDNJD IM GONNA SAY THIS AGAIN YOURE LITERALLY THE PRETTIEST SLAY YOU LOOK SO GOOD IN YOUR OUTFITS????? PREACH 🙌🙌🙌

NO PROBLEMMMM I am so proud of u for cutting negative things out of your life. everyone should be proud of u bc thats sth hard to do + ur pretty af helloooooooo. u are so pretty gurllll every second you get better and create the life u want u get prettier IM TELLING u. even setbacks r ok bc ur trying. Someone is beautiful if they make the life they want, not if they look like Kim K. AND UR ANOTHER EXAMPLE GIRL LOOK AT U EVERYONE GIVE IT UP FOR ANN AND FOLLOW HER HONESTLY DESERVING IT AND I THINK EVERYONE AGREES U SLAY U SLAYING UR LIFE RN????? PREACH! :P

[heich0e]

am punching my thighs because holy hell didn't i notice you updated bff!osamu back to back! i was curious at first with the asks you answered glittering my dash about how they love 'Ma Miya the few days, but HOLY HELL was I late!!

the aching feeling during the visit was excruciating i can feel it throb inside me my gooooood, and i cried in their walk so hard because maybe part of me relates but fck fck Osamuuuuuuuu 😭

i just wish this ends well 🥺 PLEASE LET THIS END WELL I BEG YOU! OSAMU DON'T DESERVE THIS PAIN, OH MY GOD MY BABY 😭

not gonna switch to anon right now because you have to know who reads your works ❤ and you write so gooooood. mwah. waiting for p10!!

AHHHHH yes part 9!! i'm aiming (but yknow how these things go) for weekly-ish updates through to the end of the series now <3

ajfsdkjfsdkjfhs thank you so so much ran you are so sweet and lovely and i am SO grateful for you not only taking the time to read but also to come and share your thoughts about it!! it's my fav thing in the whole wide world and i APPRECIATE U SO MUCH!!

[mosviqu]

ITS AMAZING IT DEFINITELY BECAME MY FAV ALBUM FROM THEM!!!! SO I HOPE U WILL ENJOY IT WHEN U LISTEN TO IT ONCE!!!!🥳🥳

i would be devastated if he stopped thats for sure but i think he said before that he still enjoys streaming very much so he definitely isn't planning on stopping in the near future 🥳we shall fear not🥳🥳🥳

IT DOES LOOK AMAZING i'm praying so hard that nothing will ruin this they have to have good music with this concept🫡

ERIC WENT OFF WITH THAT SO I SHOULD HAVE FIGURED THAT U MEANT THAT PART😵‍💫IT GOT ME QUAKING WHEN I FIRST LISTENED TO IT SO I FULL ON UNDERSTAND🤭 i laughed so hard at what u wrote about sunwoo i feel that on another level🫡 OOOO🥳🥳🥳I HOPE U LIKE IT AND THAT YOUNGHOON IS GREAT IN IT!!!🥳🥳

oooo☹️☹️☹️ i hope u will feel better soon!!!!☹️☹️☹️☹️ and do not worry about replying late/replying on rrxnjun it's fine ur mental health is more important!!!!💕💕💖

OOO I HOPE IT WORKS OUT OH MY!!! WAITING FOR UR FREAK OUT MANIFESTING IT FOR U ACTUALLY!!!!!!!! (LIEBESTRAUM ANON SENDING U ALL THE LOVE AND SUPPORT!!!🥳🥳💗🩷🩷)

(btw i cant believe ur post about intak is the way i found out he has a gf and that's why his club video was released oh my lord💀)

I ENTERED PIWON BRAINROT TODAY SO I WILL LISTEN TO IT TONIGHT AND GIVE YOU (AND MOST LIKELY EVERYONE) MY THOUGHTS AHAHA

literally also i was watching the vid and one of the guys had a very nice talking voice but. i literally do not know who it was so LMAO😭😭 only a few more days and the debut is here 🤞

bro....whatever they fed eric before he spit out that verse.... they should do it more often i feel like im levitating whenever i hear that part like you dont get it i GASPED. also we dont talk about sunwoo every time a tbz member catches my eye its him i refuse to talk abt it. younghoon was great in it!! the actual drama was shit and i wouldve dropped it after ep 1 if i wasnt in park jihoon the soloist/actor brainrot LMAO (he was the main cast and his character made me cringe approx every 4 seconds)) but the last few eps were good 😭😭 but younghoon had a very charming character and the acting was decent no bad word here

thank u for understanding! 🥺

THANK U THANK U we gotta meet when (and if) im in budapest (im half joking half serious) AHAHA. im gonna ask for ur number in case we get lost and nobody wants to speak english w us /j

BRO I DIDNT KNOW EITHER I FOUND OUT ONLY TODAY AHAHAHA i knew abt the club thing bc ppl joked that it was dry as fuck (correct) but then i saw something abt the girlfriend on tiktok and i was like wait what 😭 so i looked it up on twitter and i was like oh lord. anyways good for him apparently she's a model and super pretty so i am glad my man is getting his d sucked like he deserves ❤

[spaceyflowerswriting]

hi I'm back again, I requested the vin jin study date one and it was the best piece of literature I've read. It was so good that I wanna request another vin jin one cause I'm down so bad. This time could it be a scenario with him but he shows his eyes to the reader?

p.s. dont forget to take care of yourself ❤

connection (vin jin x reader)

details: soft oneshot, gender neutral reader written in 2nd pov, general canon au, you and vin jin are dating

summary: your boyfriend decides to finally reveal what's under his sunglasses to you.

a/n: thank u for requesting anon <33 thats rlly high praise,, im happy u liked that one so much T_T 💘 i hope this works for u, and i hope ur taking care of urself too :]

×

Vin Jin NEVER made plans. Things just happened and he rolled along with it, or he would make things happen, and whatever happened would happen. He just wasn't the careful kind of guy, and often he acted without thinking.

For once, though, he made a plan. A plan revolving around something very important to him, one that needed much consideration and steps to take. He even did it without any help! Yes, maybe some advice from his smarter friend Mary would've been helpful, but he wanted to be as genuine as possible so he chose to do things in his own unique, messy way.

That was part of his charm--according to you, anyway--and he wanted to utilize it specifically because this plan involved revealing a secret to you. What better way to go about it could there be?

~

"Vin Jin, where are we going?"

"It's a secret!" He turned to make sure your eyes were still closed. It was really hard to see with his sunglasses and the darkness of night, but with enough staring, he could kind of see that your eyes were still closed. He smiled triumphantly and faced forward again to continue leading you by hand.

"Why? So secret you can't even show your lover the way to get there?"

"Can't you let me be romantic for once?"

"Pardon?" You wheezed and Vin Jin turned a little red.

He cleared his throat and attempted to defend himself. "Didn't this exact thing happen in the K-drama you were watching with Mary the other day? You were talking about how sweet it was." He turned a little more red when he remembered walking by and almost blurting out about how cringey and cheesy the scene was until you stated your opinion on it.

His response only elicited more laughter out of you. "Vin Jin, you are so cute."

"Man, shut up," he muttered, "I regret doing this."

"And yet you're still walking~"

"Because--" Vin Jin's small annoyance was quickly replaced with excitement at the sight ahead of him. "We're here!" He started sprinting and you yelped.

"Can I open my eyes now?! You're gonna make me trip!"

"Yes, whatever, c'mon!" His hand still held tightly onto yours as he ran until he felt he was at an appropriate distance to the small lake. He took a deep breath of the fresh air in the open space and then looked behind himself at you.

Walking forward to stand by his side, you looked around and asked, "This is where you wanted to bring me?"

You didn't sound as awed as he hoped you would and frowned a little. "Why? Is this place not cool?"

"You brought me here before to have a picnic."

"I did?" Vin Jin scrambled to find a memory of this and turned red once more when he did. "Fuck."

How lame. This was supposed to be a heartwarming moment where you say, "Wow, you brought me to a place personal to you?" and he was supposed to reply, "Yeah, because you're my number one, babe." Actually didn't that happen the first time he did bring you here?

He tried to brush his scenario aside when you started laughing. Again.

"Never change, Vin." He huffed when he felt you press your lips against his cheek.

"You know I won't. Now let's sit." He started to sit down and practically dragged you along.

"What are we doing?" You hurried to sit with your legs crossed.

Vin Jin let go of your hand to snap with both of his fingers. "We're going to stargaze." He grinned at your amused expression.

"Okay, I'm ready when you are."

"But first..." Here comes his plan. "Uh." Vin Jin had never so intensely felt the pain of "easier said than done" until now. "I need to take off my sunglasses, y'know? Can't stargaze if you can't see shit."

He tried to watch your expression to see how he could proceed. All you did was widen your eyes. It seemed like you were going to say something so he waited, but it only resulted in an awkward pause.

"So... uh... yeah, gonna take off my sunglasses," he eventually continued, slowly bringing his hands up to his shades. "Don't mind me."

Yup. This was his plan. Be as casual as possible; because he knew if he tried to take himself seriously, he would only trip over himself and possibly end up clamming up.

This way he could also not pressure you with his anxieties. He knew it wouldn't be right to tell you, "I'm going to show you my fucked up eye and if you scream or make a single disgusted reaction I am going to dig a hole and live in it for the rest of my life," no matter how much he wanted to say it.

If you wanted to break up with him because of his eye, so be it. He didn't want to lose you no matter what, but if you left because of an "ugly" part of him, he knew you wouldn't be worth it anyway. No loving person would leave their partner for something like a physical trait considered unusual.

Well... that's what he was trying to tell himself.

Vin Jin gulped, growing frustrated that he couldn't stop his shaky hands. Your eyes still on him didn't help. At this point, he had his hands on the sides of his sunglasses but was just holding them there.

Nearly a whole uncomfortable minute passed before you spoke. "Sorry, do you... want me to look away?"

The gentleness in your voice combined with the sincere look of concern on your face was the last push Vin Jin needed. He took a steady breath before replying, "Nah, it's good." He didn't let you say anything more in case it would've stopped him from what he was about to do, so he just quickly took his sunglasses off and set them aside.

Immediately he looked away from you out of instinct and cursed at himself before trying to casually lay down on the grassy floor. He glanced at you to see you looking away as well. If only he could see your expression.

He crossed his arms behind his head while you laid down next to him.

It was silent again. The mood was too tense for a peaceful activity like stargazing.

"I walked into this, I better damn finish it."

Vin Jin slowly turned his head towards you. He tried to start a conversation, but only opened his mouth to close it. He knit his brows as he let a few more seconds of silence pass before relaxing his facial features and saying, "It's way easier to stargaze in the countryside."

"Yeah, I'd imagine. All these city lights are ruining stargazing." You replied lightly, chuckling even, but you appeared as tense as the mood. Your eyes were focusing intently on the sky above; as if looking back at Vin Jin would cost you your life. It honestly made him feel bad for how sensitive he had been in the past about trying to hide his eyes, but at the same time was glad you were so respectful of his boundaries.

"Right?" He continued to stare at you, hoping he would not have to prompt you to look at him. "I wanna take you there one day. Not where I'm from, but somewhere in the countryside."

"I'd love that."

A soft smile formed on his lips. "There's also a lot more space in the countryside. Less people plus less streets and places to navigate. I think it'd be nice to run around there with you."

"Mhm. I'm guessing that's why you like this place so much. Does it remind you of the countryside?"

"Yeah. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate the city, but it's nice not having to worry about running into something every five seconds."

"Hm, well, maybe that has to do with the sunglasses you wear?" The way you were easing into the conversation made Vin Jin give himself an internal pat on the back.

"I got you and Mary to help me navigate around, don't I?"

"Can't do that for the rest of our lives, you know," you chuckled again.

"No choice, you're both stuck with me until the day I die."

"Guess I can't complain then. I signed up for this after all."

"Yes, you did."

The talking continued as topics and bantering bounced back and forth between the two of you. A few minutes in, Vin Jin turned away from you to admire the stars with you. He knew he was "chickening out," but tried to convince himself this was part of his plan to be casual. He did say he wouldn't force you to do anything.

~

It finally happened, albeit an accident.

While telling you an embarrassing childhood story about Mary, Vin Jin and you had turned to look at each other as he was saying, "She got all mad and looked at me like this--"

He was pretty sure your eyes widened at the same time as his. He froze up, his brain yelling at him to hurry and put his sunglasses back on, but he did his best to ignore it and tried to finish his story.

"Uh." The words were caught in his throat. "She..."

You were staring. There was no look of disgust. No look of fear. Only simple curiosity and surprise. Dare he say... entranced? As if you were observing an artpiece and trying to figure out its meaning, rather than looking at a freak.

Suddenly the fear Vin Jin was feeling was replaced by him getting flustered. He couldn't stop himself from turning away and that was when you seemed to have realized you were staring.

"I-I'm so sorry!" A waterfall of words spilled from your mouth, but mostly apologies. You tried to explain yourself but could barely form a sentence. It would have been cute if you didn't sound so panicked.

Vin Jin said your name, which got you to become silent, and then, "It's fine."

"It's--it's fine?" you repeated, now sounding confused.

"Yeah." Vin Jin forced himself to turn back to look at you. You were looking away once again. Now that you finally got a look at his eyes, he decided to be less indirect. "What's wrong?" He plastered on his iconic grin, playing dumb. "You never seen someone's eyes before? Weirdo."

"I... but... you..."

Turning to lay on his side, Vin Jin put his elbow out so he could prop his head up with his hand. "But what? You can turn back around, I don't care." Despite his confident tone, he was still physically shaking a little but he just hoped you wouldn't notice if you looked back.

"Vin..." Your voice softened. Still, you did not yet turn. "I don't understand. Why are you suddenly okay with showing me your eyes?"

"Ah, fuck." Time to get serious, he supposed.

Vin Jin sighed. "I just think it's about time I show you. I can't imagine never getting to see you properly for the rest of my life 'cause of my darkened shades."

You took a few seconds to process his words. "Aren't they an insecurity of yours, though? I'm just confused about why you're so carefree about them now."

"That's..." Vin Jin swallowed whatever pride he still had at the moment. "Because I figured it was the best way to go about it for me. There was no way in hell I was gonna sit down with you and seriously talk to you about an insecurity." He tried to crack a joke to ease his nerves. "Besides, how awkward would that be, right?"

"Huh." The silence that passed made Vin Jin beg you to say literally anything at all--internally, of course. "Are you absolutely sure it's okay for me to look at your eyes?"

"Yes. I think it's like..." Vin Jin wished he was better with his words. "A sign of trust, you know? And I trust you, a lot."

"I see." He watched as your body tensed up and then finally, you turned back around. The immediate eye contact made him tense up with you.

It happened again.

You had the same look full of love as you always did for him. There was just other emotions tossed in, but nothing bad.

This second time was a confirmation of sorts for Vin Jin that you viewed him the same. He didn't become a monster to you, he was only just your boyfriend. A human with an unordinary eye. And you still loved him.

Relief washed over him.

"May I ask what happened...?" you carefully questioned.

"Polycoria," he said, "is the name of the condition. I, uh, I'll tell you more about it another day. Probably." Nervously smiling, he moved back to lay down on his back and look at the stars. "This was. A lot." He spoke through gritted teeth, cringing at his every word and feeling like he was a sweaty mess. "I don't have anymore... um. Vulnerability to share. I'm done today."

Whatever emotion was running through him was indescribable, but just like how you looked at him, it wasn't bad so that was something.

Thankfully, your melody of laughter came along and soothed his soul. "Alright, that's understandable, Vin." You also turned away, joining him to stargaze. "Thanks for sharing this part of you with me. I'll make sure to take good care of it."

Vin Jin wondered how he ever scored someone as kind as you. If he wasn't overwhelmed with emotions before, he was now. All he felt like he could do was grab your hand and say, "I love you."

You hummed, rubbing his thumb with yours. "I love you, too."

His heart practically exploded. He was also starting to feel a little dumb. How could he have ever doubted you? Why did he take this long to show you his eyes when he knew you would still love him the same?

Ah, it didn't matter. That was done and over with now.

Vin Jin smiled at the sparkly stars above. Until he remembered he should finish his story about Mary, so he turned back to you and continued. He stared at you lovingly as the conversation carried on and felt glad he pushed himself for this moment.

Tomorrow morning would be the first time he would properly get to see you with sunlight shining on your skin, without his sunglasses in the way.

[chemmerson]

EMMY! Congrats on 300 followers 😘😘 I'm so proud of you!!! Could I have prompts 19, 20, 33 and 44 (feel free to choose) with the man himself, Kakashi? ❤❤ thank you su much and congrats again!! - Po

MY LOVE PO...okay im so sorry this has taken so long but i wanted to get this right, just for you! i cannot thank you enough for the support you have given me on my writing. i hope you enjoy this my dear friend!! thank you for everything always <3

Prompt #20: “If you die, I’m going to kill you.”

Prompt #33: “You are such a nerd.”

Prompt #44: “I’m only here for the dog.”

Pairing: Kakashi/Fem civilian reader

Word count: 2.1k

Summary: Kakashi has a crush on you, a seamstress and loving dog owner (plus team 7 shenanigans I couldn’t resist)

Warnings: none, just fluff and the kids being adorable little snots i love them

A/N: im trying to get my confidence for writing back…and i can’t say i love this but pls be patient with me as i try and put myself back out there :))) love u all very much

“Kakashi-senseeeeiiiii.”

“What is it, Naruto.”

“I’m tiiiiireeeed!”

“Shut up, dobe. Your whining is giving me a headache.”

“Yeah, Naruto! Besides, we’re all tired after that mission.”

Kakashi almost rolled his eyes but kept them firmly fixated on Icha Icha as he walked lazily down the street next to his fussy students. How they could be so tired after a day of only yard work was beyond him. Kakashi sighed at the thought. He really had his work cut out for him with these three…

“But Sakura-chan! My nose is all itchy and stuffy from the grass! Can I borrow your handkerchief?” Naruto pouted, sidling up next to her while he mustered up his best pleading eyes.

“Ew!” Sakura pushed him off of her with disgust. “Gross, Naruto! I don’t want your grassy snot all over my handkerchief!”

“But we’re teammates!” Naruto protested, now walking backward in front of the group with his hands behind his head. “Sharing makes us closer, you know.”

“How is sharing supposed to make us any closer?” Sasuke mumbled.

“Uh,” Naruto thought hard for a moment. “Well…it’s like how Sakura-chan and I use the same toothbrush!”

Sakura stopped dead in her tracks, followed by everyone else. Kakashi didn’t dare lower his book as he waited for the inevitable.

A sharp shriek filled the air, and both Naruto and Sasuke shrunk back in fear. “Naruto! What did you say?”

Naruto’s eyes widened in fear and he began scrambling for an explanation. “W-Well..I, uh, I…”

Sasuke pinched the bridge of his nose. “Dobe…”

Kakashi cleared his throat. “Naruto, that is…extremely disgusting.”

“Disgusting! Disgusting doesn’t even scratch the surface! It is beyond disgusting!” Sakura began, waving her hands frantically, voice filled with tension. “It’s absolutely revolting! Naruto, what on earth do you mean ‘we use the same toothbrush’?”

Naruto scratched the back of his head frantically. “I, well…okay, so, one time we were on a mission and I forgot my toothbrush! And well…I didn’t know what to do, and I just saw your toothbrush in your bag so I…just used it really quickly! And then well…I forgot it another time too and then I thought since I already used your toothbrush and you didn’t notice I thought it would be fine…”

“It is totally…” Sakura gritted out. “…completely not fine, Naruto,” Sakura made her way slowly towards Naruto with clenched fists. “It is actually completely unforgivable. And you are going to so totally pay—“

“Ah!” Naruto exclaimed suddenly, pointing suddenly to something behind everyone with a shaky finger. “Look who it is!”

“Yeah, like I’m gonna fall for that, Naruto!” Sakura grabbed Naruto by the collar with a fire in her eyes. “I’m not that stupid—“

“No seriously!” Naruto shrieked. “Look!”

Kakashi then turned around along with Sasuke and Sakura to find a rather pleasant surprise.

A dog. A familiar, fluffy grey dog. One who Kakashi knew the owner of.

“It’s Yuki!” Naruto breathed a sigh of relief when Sakura let go of his collar.

“Yuki,” Sakura tilted her head as the dog ran up to them excitedly. She seemed to have forgotten about her anger at Naruto. “What are you doing over here?”

“Hn,” Sasuke watched Yuki. “He’s always running away.”

Yuki ran up to Kakashi then, wagging his tail and panting with excitement. Kakashi put his book in his pocket with a smile and bent down to pet Yuki, scratching him behind his ears. “What are you doing out here, Yuki?” Kakashi said quietly, amused at the way Yuki rolled over onto his back to receive belly rubs. “She’s probably worried about you all the way out here.”

But knowing you, you probably wouldn’t be too worried since the neighborhood was used to your dogs roaming about. But now that Yuki was all the way over here and ended up seeing Kakashi and his students…

“Well,” Kakashi sighed. “I guess you guys know what this means.”

“We get to go bring Yuki home!” Sakura beamed with excitement.

“Oh yeah!” Naruto pumped a fist in the air with the same enthusiasm. “Maybe that awesome lady will have cookies again!”

Kakashi, while he thought about correcting Naruto’s term of endearment for you, had to agree with him. Over the years of getting to know you, you were quite…awesome.

Kakashi met you years ago. You were a civilian who had started a tailoring business out of your home, a business that had quickly grown popular with shinobi who constantly needed their clothes mended. You had built a reputation of quality work, shinobi often commenting on how much better their clothes held up after missions. Kakashi knew how to mend his own clothes, but sometimes there was damage that was out of his skillset, so he had to go to you.

And ever since the first time he met you, Kakashi couldn’t quite shake the way you made him feel.

“Come here, Yuki!” Naruto held his arms out, and Yuki went running. Sakura giggled and bent down to pet the fluffy dog, and even Sasuke looked at the dog fondly when petting him gently behind his ears.

The kids knew you from around the village as well as your friendly dogs that often ran around the area. Kakashi and the kids had led Yuki back to your home at one time or another, and they loved getting to visit you.

Kakashi could say the same.

“Alright,” Kakashi stood up with a sigh. “Let’s go everyone.”

The kids chatted excitedly and beckoned Yuki to follow them while they started the walk to your house. Kakashi fell in step behind them and observed the way his stomach fluttered in anticipation to see you.

As he walked behind his chattering students, Kakashi thought about how this feeling seemed to accompany every encounter with you. Like how at the market the other day when you called his name while balancing several bags of groceries in your arms, kindly requesting that he grab a bag or two before you dropped it all. And how when he grabbed the bag from you, his gloved hand brushed momentarily against your soft one and he almost ended up dropping the bag himself.

And like how one time when he brought his jonin vest to you, ripped and bloodied and almost beyond repair, you pursed your lips with furrowed brows as you looked at it in your hands. “Come back in a few days,” you said, turning away from him with a shaky tone he had never heard from you before. And when he came back, you handed him a perfect vest. Looking at him with deathly serious eyes, you said to him, “Hatake…don’t ever bring me a vest like that again, you hear me? Because if you die, I’m going to kill you.”

He could never forget that encounter.

But now Kakashi was about to see you once again, and that feeling in his stomach was growing with every step through the neighborhood. He was sure you would smile at the kids all bright and joyful, and you would look at him with those kind eyes. You would be charming and lovely and warm and Kakashi would be hopeless.

Suddenly, Yuki started barking loudly, and Kakashi looked up from the ground he was staring at when he heard a sweet voice.

“Yuki! You troublemaker, I was wondering where you went!”

You popped out behind the side of your house, a watering can in your hand and a shining smile on your face. The kids all cheered, running ahead after Yuki as Yuki ran towards you. You beamed at Yuki before crouching down and meeting him with pets.

The kids crouched down too, and Kakashi slowly made his way into the yard where you all chatted.

“He was all the way over on the other street, miss!” Naruto started to ramble. “And so we called him and he came over to us and we were petting him and then Kakashi-sensei said we should probably bring him home to you!”

“Yeah, he said you might be worried!” Sakura added.

“Ah,” you smiled, and your eyes flipped up to meet his. Kakashi felt his heart leap into his throat. “That’s so nice of you to be worried about me, Hatake.”

Kakashi felt himself smile and was glad he wore a mask over his cheeks. “Well, to be honest, I’m only here for the dog.”

You playfully rolled your eyes while continuing to pet Yuki. “You are such a nerd.”

Just then, two other dogs rounded the corner, barking and wagging their tails. They ran right up to the kids, greeting them with kisses, and the kids erupted in giggles. “Hiro! Suki!”

While the kids played with the dogs, you stood up and walked around to Kakashi. Stopping right in front of him, you crossed your arms over your chest with a smirk. “So, only here for the dogs, huh?”

It was that look you had on your face that made Kakashi feel weak at the knees. “I, uh,” he cleared his throat. “Well, technically…I mean, I thought you might appreciate it if we brought him home…”

You chuckled. “Right. Though it would be more believable if you said you were coming over here to see me.”

Kakashi felt his skin tingle in heat all over. Did you know…?

Before he could begin to say anything, you rolled your eyes again. He must have made his reaction too apparent. “Kidding. Gosh, I’ve never seen you so tense, Hatake. Are these kids making you stressed out?”

No, Kakashi thought. You just drive me so insane I look like a blubbering idiot every time I talk to you.

And because looking into your eyes made Kakashi lose all ability to think of a coherent sentence, you two stood in silence for a moment before Naruto came barreling up to you, arms latching around your waist.

“Hey! Can we…please have a snack? We just had a mission and we are starving!” Naruto pleaded.

Kakashi flipped into sensei mode and was about to scold Naruto when you laughed. “Sure! You kids can head right inside, and I’ll be right behind you.”

Naruto whooped in victory, running over to tell Sakura and Sasuke. The kids got up to run inside with the dogs bounding behind them, and you began to walk away, following after them into your home.

Kakashi didn’t move though, mind going back to all the thoughts and strange feelings he had yet to say. Should he say anything? Would you reciprocate? Did you like him at all?

“You comin’, Hatake?” You had stopped just before him and turned around, eyebrow raised in skepticism.

Kakashi let his heart lead him. “I wanted to ask you something.”

Your face relaxed, and turning to face him, you smiled. “Sure, is everything okay? Did you get a rip in your pants or something?”

“No,” Kakashi cleared his throat again, and his hands nervously found their way into his pockets. “It’s about…Pakkun!”

Pakkun? Really?

You tilted your head. “Pakkun…? What about him?”

Kakashi brought a hand up to his neck and laughed dryly. “Uh, well…he’s talking a lot about…Yuki! You know, that one time they met each other…he…misses Yuki. And…he thought it would be fun to…go to the park again sometime!”

You stared at Kakashi, eyes narrowing slightly in confusion. “So…?”

“So…” Kakashi rubbed his neck. “Maybe…maybe we should go to the park?”

“We?” You questioned.

“I mean…we…would bring our dogs. And…they could play…” Kakashi finally got out.

I am really blowing this.

“So you want to go to the park again so our dogs can play together?”

“Yes.”

“For the dogs.”

“Yeah.”

“And is this a date?”

“Yeah—“

Kakashi stopped, his heart dropping into his stomach. “I-I mean…”

Suddenly, your finger was on his masked lips and you had gotten much, much closer to him. Leaning into his face, you smiled softly. “Because if this is you trying to ask me on a date, Hatake, you should have just said so.”

Kakashi’s chest swelled.

Your finger glided slowly over his lips and rested on his chin. “And my answer is yes.”

And then you were walking into the house, leaving Kakashi standing in the yard wondering what the hell just happened.

“Hurry up, Hatake!”

“R-Right.”

[binart]

Hi Bina I love your art so much! You would always drop really good art/life wisdom during streams so I was wondering if you have any tips for ppl like me who don't feel very confident about their art? Sometimes I'll draw something and be like "ah yes my masterpiece oh la la" but then I'll post it and immediately feel a little bit like I'm not good enough to be doing this in the first place. Just shy art gurl tingz 👉👈 Any tips? Anyway I'm so invested in DTOK, can't wait to see what happens next! 💙❤

<333 THANK U!!! yes i have three excellent tips for this

ok so we're not going to pretend that internet validation isn't like.. THE BEST. because it is. yes sure validation from yourself internally should be the only thing we need to rely upon BUT WHO CAN ACTUALLY DO THAT??? not me if strangers don't tell me they like my gay little pictures SAID GAY LITTLE PICTURES DECREASE IN VALUE TO ME.

if you have any friends who you know will reliably gas you up, SHOW THEM YOUR PICTURES FIRST!!! i am a loser shut in with literally only one friend who i regularly show my stuff to, AND THEIR APPROVAL IS LIKE 8X THE SEROTONIN BOOST OF A STRANGER.

nextly, you must learn that People Love Fanart. you don't gotta make Da Vinci level stuff for people to love your fanart either ok. I AM AN EXAMPLE OF THIS. and if you can make a fair amount of it?? HOO BOY YOU'RE IN. YOU'RE GONNA GET THAT VALIDATION AFTER A WHILE. & tag your stuff so people can find it of course B^) so if u have a Piece of Media that you enjoy enough to make art of, DO THAT SHIT!!!

so that's two things you can do. the other thing, though very boring, is to put in the work to increase your technical skill. if you're able to motivate yourself to do this, confidence will come naturally as your skillset increases and you're able to more easily tackle illustrations that would have been much more difficult like a year ago. THIS IS HARD THO. i suggest finding things to get obsessed with so you feel naturally compelled to mAKE ART OF IT, since usually making a bunch of art helps you get better at.. making art. LOL

ANYWAY GOOD LUCK I HOPE YOU GET MUCH VALIDATION!