#// *hope you dont mind if i keep it a lil short to just kick things off :P

[shinobusupremecy]

hi ELI ITS BEEN A WHILE!! HRU?? ive been doing okay and i hope u r too!! i've finally wrote shit after like. years ☹ talking to ppl kinda sucked for a bit but now i feel socializing hehe

if you dont mind just dropping a small request! just a lil drabble or hcs, whatever your prefer, shinobu with an s/o who's an absolute simp for her? like, she'd be just doing her own thing and her s/o's just have this huge love struck grin on their face... slays demons? #1 cheerleader. "omigosh she smiled at me aoi-chan :D" "you are literally her gf." ive been feeling a bit of shinobu love recently >:)

HAVE A NICE DAY, THANKS IN ADVANCE!

Shinobu x gn!simp reader

A/N: AHHHH HIIIII! I'VE BEEN DOING GOOD AND I AM GLAD YOU'RE DOING OKAY! AND STOP BY WITH A REQUEST ANYTIME, I DON'T MIND AT ALL. FNAOWAO I LOVE THIS REQUEST!

I’M SO SORRY IF THIS IS TOO LONG, I TRIED TO WRITE IT AS SHORT AS POSSIBLE

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"ARGHH-!” You let out a pained yell as you felt your rib bones breaking on impact with the demons fist. Before you could retaliate the demon kicked your stomach, sending your back into a tree, head slamming against it. 

“Y/N!” You heard Shinobu yell. You tried to take quick shallow breaths, looking up at the sky to try and distract yourself from the pain. 

Suddenly you heard the demon shriek and you looked down to see Shinobu stabbing the demon several times with her sword. 

“YESS SHINOBU!-*cough* KICK HIS ASS UNTIL SUNRISE! MAKE HIM SUFFER!” Shinobu tried to suppress a smile, you were always her #1 cheerleader moments like this. It gives Shinobu such a rush. 

The demon was getting weaker, fighting with less accuracy. 

“I pity you alot, from what I’ve heard you only attack women because you never could find one when you were human. I wanted to give you a more merciful death but, I was out of stock” You heard the faint sound of liquid and you knew Shinobu was switching poison. 

You could only blink and the demon was on the ground writhing in agony, blood pooling out of the demon, pained scream turning into a choked one. You shuddered. 

You looked to your left and it seemed like Shinobu was safe, with one sigh of relief you closed your eyes, letting your tired body sleep. 

-

You suddenly heard someone sitting down, laying things beside them. You slowly opened your eyes, getting greeted with light shining down on your eyes. 

“Hello Y/N, welcome to the world of the living!” Shinobu giggled. You smiled feeling butterflies flutter in your stomach. That genuine smile she gives while the morning sun shines down on her face. She looked ethereal.

“Come on Shinobu, I couldn’t have been gone for that long” You smiled amd Shinobu just shook her head. 

“Hmm, you’ve been asleep for long enough” She said as she kissed your forehead. The butterflies fluttered more wildly in your stomach, ready to burst out any second. 

“Well at least you woke up in good timing. I brought you breakfast” You slowly rose up looking at the breakfast that stood on the table. Shinobu gave you the plate and you ate. 

You offered her some but she insisted that she already ate before she came to you. You watched her as she read a book, the sunshine still shining down on her face making her look ethereal. 

You smiled, having a lovesick grin on your face. You looked at her with hearts in your eyes. Your moment however was interuppted when Aoi nearly stormed in the room looking frustrated as ever. 

“I can’t believe Zenitsu and Inosuke! They’re causing ruckus again! I tried to stop them but they are just so impossible!” Shinobu sighed and rose up. 

“Those two” Shinobu said with an angry smile, vein popping out of her forehead. She turned back to you, her expression much kinder. “I’ll return soon to keep you company” She said, kissing your forehead and giving you a smile. 

As Shinobu walked away you looked at Aoi with sparkle in your eyes.

“omigosh she smiled at me Aoi!” You squealed, fanning your hands. 

“She’s litterally your girlfriend” Aoi replied with a deadpan expression.

Unbeknownst to you both Shinobu walked towards Inosuke’s and Zenitsu’s room, trying to stifle her laugh.

[monmuses]

gammaragee​:

❝ Wait, I can explain! ❞ @monmuses​ / sc / for or whoever

     “Wait, wait!” He held his hands up as well, hoping he wasn’t a cause for alarm. “You can... explain, I’m not here to cause no harm. I’m... I’m sure there is a good explanation for this! The problem is, well... I’m not entirely sure.”

[happys-crazy-queen22]

Title: The Perks Of Santo Padre

Gif credits @clayymarek. @fromthesixteenthfloor

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Hope you all enjoy

Happy reading dollies

Taglist: @ilovetaquitosmmmm. @nocturnalherb16 @jesseswartzwelder @twistnet. @leaalfred. @mayans-mc. @baylishh. @ifoundmyhappythought

It was your first week at your new home in California, the place was beautiful. You didnt think it would be this nice. The sun shined all the time, not like rainy old Ireland.

This was going to be a life for you and it needed food. So you went shopping at the local farmers market.

You were causally going to venders and grabbing what you needed. They were super nice  and sweet to you. Stopping at a honey vender you grabbed a bottle of honey and almost dropped it when the roars of motorcycles came flying through. They cat called and whistled at the girls as they went by. Some of them quite handsome. They had some nice bikes too.

"Mayans". The man said as he came up to the table you were at.

"Excuse me"?

"Mayans. They run theses parts. I suggest you stay clear of them. They're bad news".

You laughed him off. "Thanks. How much"?

"Take it. As a welcome present". He smiled.

"Thank you. That's very kind of you". You smiled back and went on your way, the bikers lingering in your head. 

Months had past and you were working as an event planner with friends. You've had made so many new friends that life was partying and enjoying your youth.

You had went back to the farmers market like you did every weekend but this one time would change.

You were out with your friend enjoying the smells of food and music. Just happened to bump into one of the Mayans that had been on your mind.

"Sorry, there lil mama". A tall bald guy chuckled to his friend as he rolled a toothpick between his lips.

"It was me. I wasn't paying attention". You shyly looked up at him.

"You're not from around here are you"? Another man asked.

"I'm from Ireland".

"Long way from home. Why would you leave a place like that to move here"?

"I needed to breath. Parents were smothering me. So I found a place that I knew they wouldn't come to". You giggled.

"Yeah, we know how parents can be. I'm Gilly and this is Hank". The bald one introduced him and his friend.

"Y/N".

"Well, it's nice to meet you Y/N. You should come to one of our parties. We'd love to have a sexy girl like you there". Hank made you blush under his gaze.

"I dont know". You bit your lip.

"Locals warned you didn't they? You shouldn't believe everything you hear. We're not that bad". Gilly got close to you and whispered in your ear.  "Here's the address if you want to stop by". He handed you a piece of paper.

"We'd love if you came. All the guys will drool over you. You'll be beating them off with a stick". Hank said making you giggle and blush hard.

"I'll see".

"I will pick you up at nine". Hank said as he and Gilly went to walk off.

"Wait, how do you know where I live"?

"Like I said locals talk". He sent you a wink and walked off. Your heart beating a mile a minute. It was exciting to be noticed by them. You never got that back home.

You just had to get home and get dressed up. The perfect outfit was calling your name yet you had nothing to wear for this special moment. So you called over your friend and brought over a sexy little number. It was a black strapless dress, that was super tight and showed way to much but you looked really good in it and you felt powerful.

Nine pm on the dot someone came knocking on your door. You checked yourself before opening the door. Had to make sure you looked good.

"Wow, you look great". Hanks jaw dropped as you closed the door behind you. 

"Thanks, you dont look so bad yourself". You ran your hand down his kutte. 

"Shall we"?

"Yeah". Hank lead you to his bike. Crap, you totally forgot that you had to ride a bike.

"How am I supposed to ride that thing"?

"Push up that dress, throw your leg over and hop on". Hank chuckled.

"Not funny". You laughed sticking your tongue out.

"I have a jacket you can wear. It's kinda big". He went to his saddle bags and pulled out a hoodie and handed it to you.

"Thanks". You slipped it on and did as Hank told you, you wrapped your arms around his waist.

"You look even sexier with a hoodie on. Damn". He growled as he started up his bike. "Hold on tight". He said and pulled off, going what felt like a hundred miles down the road. 

"You okay"? Hank asked as he turned off the motor of his bike.

"Yeah. I'm great". You got off and waited for him.

"You keeping that"? He pointed to his hoodie.

"If that's okay? I'm cold". You said as your teeth chattered.

"Yeah, let's get you a drink to warm you up". He chuckled under his breath as he wrapped his arm around you.  Heading into the Mayans club.

As you walked in you saw some of the faces that road past you. They were laughing and drinking. Having a good time. Hank walked with you to the bar and order you and himself a beer. 

"Tranq. How's it going brother"? A tall man with long hair came up and slapped Hank on the back with a laugh.

"Good. Brother.  Really good". He smiled at you.

"Who's this lovely lady"? He asked taking your hand in his. 

"Y/N". You replied with a smile.

"Oh and she's Irish". He whistled.

"Taza is the name".

"Nice to meet you".

"This is Creeper. He's not really a Creeper, he just tells people he is. Especially the ladies. They get a kick out of his name". Taza explained, as the man beside him named Creeper rolled his eyes. 

"Nice to meet you too". You watched Taza as he looked you up and down, a blush crept upon your cheeks.

"Hey, I'm going to introduce her to Bishop". Hank lead you away from the bar, going to a man named Bishop. On the way you picked up a strangler named Gilly.

"Prez, this is Y/N". Hank introduced you to a man with a mustache. They all were good looking, maybe it was in the water. But they probably didnt drink water so it had to be in the beer or the weed.

"Nice to meet you Y/N". Bishop took your hand in his and brought it to his lips and kissed the top of your hand.

"Like wise". You chewed on your bottom lip as he licked his lips after he kissed your hand.

"Are you having fun so far? Everyone being polite"? He sat back in his seat.

"Everyone is great. I'm really enjoying myself. Maybe a little to much". You made Gilly, Hank and Bishop laugh.

"Well I hope you do come back.  We always love to have beautiful women like you hanging around. It makes people think we're not so scummy".

"People think that? I dont see why. You all been so nice and I feel right at home".

"Well thank you". He spoke when the door opened and in came three other men laughing.

"Those loud mouths are Angel, Coco and Ez". Bishop pointed out.

"Ez"? You laughed.

"Yeah, its Ezekiel. He's not to easy with the ladies so he doesnt live up to his name". Bishop told you, in the back Gilly and Hank were laughing.

"Alrighty".

"You want to meet them"?

"Sure". Gilly took your hand and pulled you through the bodies in the room.

"Listen up fuckers, this here is Y/N from Ireland". Hank said so smoothly and sultry. Which made you roll your eyes with a chuckle.

"I'm Coco". The short haired one said as he lit a cigarette.

"Angel and this is my little brother Ezekiel". Angel ruffled what little hair Ez had.

"Ez".

"Not from what I heard". Ez stopped and eyed you making everyone around bust out laughing.

"You have to come sit be me. I like you". Angel scooted down for you to sit in between him and Ez. Ez moved down away from you as he pouted.

"So how long you been in California"?

"A few months. I work for a company that plans events".

"What kind of events"?

"Well all kinds. Like last week I did a bachelorettes party. I had cocks everywhere". You say making Coco get choked on his cigarette, Angel get choked on his beer, Hank and Gillys mouth dropped.

"What"? You asked as they all looked at you.

"Nothing. Just a girl like you buying dicks and stuff like that is kind of a shocker". Ez spoke up.

"Well unlike you I'm in to having some fun. My name isn't Ez but for the right guy I'm not afraid to get a little dirty". You smirked. Angel licked his lips.

After your little slutty side came out and was over with you and the guys drank and talked. Getting to know each other. Angel took a liking to you really well. He didnt seem like a big bad biker like people warned you.

"Hey Angel"?

"Yeah"?

"Can you get me another drink and I'll roll you another blunt"?

"You got it, babe". He squeezed your thigh before he got up.  You stood up and pulled Hanks hoodie off as you were getting hot. Angel turned around just in time to see you in your dress. His mouth started to water.

You sighed and sat back down and started on Angel's blunt. For some reason he liked how you did it. Probably the way you licked it.  As you finished it up another man came into the club house and went straight to Bishop. He didnt look like a biker, he was dressed in a suit and tie. Tight braids and extremely handsome.

Angel watched at the bar as you saw Nestor come in. He didnt like the way you looked at him. Nestor made the mistake of stopping and gazing at you. Then he made a bigger mistake by coming over to you. Angel balled up his fist.

The man with the braids walked over to you and you gulped as he came closer.

"Nestor". He smirked licking his lips with a click of his tongue.

"Y/N". You blushed under his gaze.

You knew this was going to be trouble but you couldn't help it. A part of you wanted him and another part of you wanted to say get lost for Angel who in the corner of your eye was already planning Nestors gruesome death.

[haikyuuscreaming]

omg hi! you started off your blog greatly, im so proud of you! do you think you can write an angsty scenario for akaashi? where his crush likes this guy and wants help from him and he feels all sad :( but she ends up confessing to him! i love your writing so far, keep it up!

UMM so i accidentally got really invested in this so it’s WAYY longer than a drabble and i often write long stuff bc of ao3 so this might sound a little more like that kinda fanfic style instead of a tumblr scenario? mainly cos im really a sucker for this stuff hehehe love you anon

also ! the request made it sound sort of akaashi-centric so i hope you dont mind? there will still be a lot of reader-chan here though! please dont leave yet and i hope u enjoy

again ALSO i wrote this half on my laptop half on my phone so please dont mind if it seems a lil clunky in some areas 

3092 words jesus ok here you go

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Crushes weren’t necessarily a new sensation for Akaashi. Just an uncommon one. In fact, the last time he remembers even being attracted to someone was in first grade when everyone had a crush on this popular girl. He’s not even sure if he really liked her, or just found the idea of it interesting.

Now, second year of high school, Akaashi finds himself in trouble. Because for once, he really, really, really likes this girl. You. 

He can’t even fake himself out of this, because every damn time he looks at you, he feels all warm and tingly and his stomach feels less calm and he can hear his heart bump against his ribcage and god, his face even flushes a little bit.

(A little bit inconvenient when he accidentally finds himself staring at you and daydreaming.)

Akaashi doesn’t like this feeling.

I mean, yeah, Akaashi has somewhat of a sense of confidence in his looks, manners, and ability to make friends. He’s not exactly the top in each subject he thinks, but it lets him pass through high school without too much of a depressingly lonely life. He could easily befriend you and steal your heart, his inner ego-brat says.

But.. but what if you reject him?

He should become closer to you.

(For the record, he doesn’t not like the feeling. He kind of likes the serotonin boost you give him. But he definitely, more than kind of likes you.

A lot more.)

And one day, in the spring, he finds himself paired up with a special biology partner. With familiar, sparkling eyes and the cutest, most gorgeous voice he’s ever heard that always makes his heart fucking backflip.

Akaashi doesn’t think he can survive this.

His teacher blares, “Start brainstorming ideas for your science fair project! It’s due in a month, you know!”, but Akaashi blocks out the noise because all he can focus on is you, goddamn it. He can only focus on the way you push your hair out of your face, the way your lips upturn into the most stunning smile he’s ever had the fate of encountering, and he really hopes he doesn’t get h-

“Akaashi-kun?”

(Fuck you and your completely gorgeous voice that drives him up the wall and makes him want to kiss you.)

“Oh– sorry, yeah?” He kind of hates himself for how his voice lilted a pitch higher.

You laugh, sounding like a goddess. He hopes that it means you don’t hate him. “Ahaha, I was just wondering if you have any ideas for the science fair? It’s a pretty big chunk of our grade, and I am… not the smartest when it comes to AP Bio..”

Akaashi thinks quite the opposite, but he isn’t currently in the position to contradict you.

“Um…” He pauses and thinks furiously. He comes up with some borderline generic idea that has enough room for a unique twist. And your eyes brighten.

“Waaaoo, Akaashi-kun’s a genius, hm?”

(God, he thinks he might have a little more than a crush on that teasing grin and glittering pair of eyes.)

He musters the courage to smile without looking stupid. “Of course.”

Two weeks later, he wants to sink into a hole.

Yes, it might have been his request that you two meet up to work on the project, but that was because he knew you were a procrastinator! You would start the project the night before if he’d let you!

But it was not his idea to do it at his house.

Now he has to live with the fact that you’re lying on HIS bed, spread-eagled in your sweater and shorts, complaining about how lazy you are.

(He wonders how you’re so comfortable about wearing shorts to a male classmate’s house. You two aren’t even that close, although you claim otherwise.)

“Come on, get up,” he rolls his eyes. “We have work to do.”

“But I’m so tiiiiiredddd… and lazyyyy…. wouldn’t it be such a gentlemanly act of Akaashi-kun to do the project for me?” You flash him a sweet smile while stretching out even more on the bed.

Snorting, he watches you sink into his mattress and roll around idly. “Hey, don’t you need the grade? You can’t pass if you make me do your work.”

Sighing, you hum in defeated content. “Well, it was worth a try.” You reach out your hand and tousle his wavy hair, and he almost flinches at the touch. He hates to say it but he loves it so much that you’re so affection with him, and Akaashi knows he would give anything to keep you teasing him with all this attention.

“Yeah.. yeah, it was,” he murmurs to himself before letting himself sit down next to you. He notices how you scrunch your body from a spread-eagle to a cute, curled up position to make room for him.

“Mm, so how are we gonna do this?” you ask, with a subtle mixture of bored and curious seeping into your tone. Then, he watches your features melt into a warm, mischievous smile as you hum, “Unless you just wanna nap and cuddle or something.”

(Holy fuck.)

Akaashi forces himself to scowl playfully and he shakes his head, sighing loudly in mock disappointment. “I don’t know what to do with you.” And equally as teasing, he adds, “I should just kick you out and not treat you to lunch if you’re going to be like this.”

“Noooooo!!!” you whine in this adorably frustrated and threatening voice. “Don’t you dare starve me or I’m feeding you to the rats.”

He chuckles. “See, that’s what I thought.”

But of course, your face wraps into a devilish grin as you say in a singsong voice and throw your arms around him (which makes him flush and makes his heart go WABAM), “It doesn’t matter though, ‘cause I got this whole-ass meal right here~”

“Shut up.”

(But you both know he never means it.)

Thanks to Akaashi (and your obliging albeit lazy participation), you two blow the science fair out of the way and get an A. He’s never seen you so delighted about a grade.

“I’m so happy~” you never shut up about how grateful you are for him, not that he’s complaining. “This is probably the highest mark I’ve ever gotten in this class.”

“Don’t over exaggerate. You’re not too bad at Bio,” Akaashi remarks. “You just need a tutor, probably, if you’re struggling.”

(By the way, he is ecstatic that you two are ACTUALLY FRIENDS!!! He’s even met your dog!!)

“Hmmmm…” You eye him warily before shrugging. “Whatever you say, Akaashi-kun.” Your eyes flit around before returning on him, and you start rambling about the newest anime you’ve gotten into and how it’s practically on-par with the manga, and how hot one of their characters are-

(For some reason Akaashi really zeroes in on that part.)

He really feels like he has to contribute something to the conversation, so he puts in, “Wow, [Name]-san, you’re such a fangirl.”

You snort loudly and put two peace-signs to your face like some kawaii anime girl, doing this mock-sweet smile. “Waaaooo, you’re rightttt. I’m Akaashi-kun’s number one fan!! He’s so cute when he’s yelling at me to do my work and super hot when he helps me with homew-”

He swears to god his face is radiating an inhuman amount of heat and he rolls his eyes before shaking his head and jabbing your side lightly. “Didn’t I tell you not to say that?”

“Ummm, maybe.” Your ‘innocent’ grin tells him otherwise. “But you know, you’re right, Akaashi-kun,” you cross your arms and give your cute little smirk again. “I am a genius, and I’m suuuper good at Bio. I just need someone to channel it.” And you lean forward until both your noses are touching, and Akaashi thinks he’s about to explode. “So maybe you could help me out?”

The subtle pleading undercurrent in your voice compels Akaashi to straighten up a little bit without flushing even redder. Keep cool, keep cool.

(He prays that his skill of keeping a poker face will hide the blood rushing around in his dick.)

“Well, what time?”

This time around, he finds himself at your house instead. You both are sitting at your desk, ‘working’ on your math and Bio homework. In other words, just talking.

He’s confident now in that the two of you are close friends. He’s learned that from afar, you were a sweet and confident yet perfectly kind girl. That was the girl he based his feelings off of. During your Bio project, he found the cheeky, sly and vibrant yet chill girl who always teased him but was still nonetheless sweet.

And now, under that facade, you were an anxious mess with a shit-ton of insecurities.

(He thinks it’s funny how you boast that you’re just like Shrek. You have layers.)

Akaashi glances at you, groaning with your head down onto the table. “I hate math..” he hears you grumble.

“Hey, you’re not too bad. You just have to be careful when plugging in your equations,” he counters.

“But what if I can’t remember my equations??”

“We both know you’re fine at remembering them.”

“I’m gonna fail.”

“Have faith in yourself, because I do.” And Akaashi is being completely honest. His confidence in you being just fine and being able to pass all your classes is strong because he’s seen you work (after procrastinating). “You just have to work on not putting things off until the last minute.”

You make a frustrated noise before resting your chin on your propped hand. “Sometimes I feel like I’m just.. destined to be set back, y’know? Like, everything I do is gonna somehow backfire on me.”

He knows the feeling, especially late at night in bed, stressing over what tomorrow might bring him.

“And like… I have this whole thing set up for me. When people know me as a classmate, I’m an average student, right? Then when we’re like… ‘friends’, I’m all weird and tease-y.” You let out a loud sigh. “And to the unlucky people who get to this stage, I’m a mess.”

“Stop.” Akaashi’s surprised at how firm he is. “I’m grateful to have met you and to have become your friend, [Name]. You’re going to be fine, you need to trust yourself more. Because I trust you more than anything.”

(Yes, he is on first-name basis with you!! Yes, he trusts you even more than he might even trust Bokuto!!)

Your lips twitch into a small smile, one that he’s grown to love and adore. He’s confident that he’s so fucking deep in love and he doesn’t know how to move on. “You really think so?”

“Of course I do.” He flicks some crumpled-up post-it at you. “Since we’re not doing any homework anytime soon, what else do you want to talk about?”

Your gaze becomes a little more shy and nervous. “Umm… Weeell, I need help.”

“I mean, why else would I be here?”

“No, seriously, Keiji-kun. Seriously!!” You throw mock-fit, despite obviously looking anxious.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m listening. Sorry.”

“Uh. Um, so…” You blink and pretend to look focused on doodling on the corner of your math paper. “There’s this dude I like. Like, I reaaally like him, which is surprising even for me.” You laugh a little bit, and as Akaashi feels his heart start to tear in half, he forces out a chuckle to match. “He’s suuuper pretty– I think that’s the word for it? Pretty. And he’s kinda funny in his own way, and he’s really sweet and listens to me all the time even when I don’t deserve his time. And I dunno, I think he might like me back? Also, I really really really like him. But I don’t really know how to confess…

“Because you know, I’m kinda wack like that, haha. I’ll probably screw up the confession and make things worse, and, well, I need help.” You finish your ramble with a loud breath and you collapse your head onto the table, groaning.

“Uh–” Fuck, oh fuck him, fuck his life. “I mean… I think just a heartfelt confession would do? Something simple and sweet that says you really like him, in case somehow your words don’t work.” Akaashi feels like he’s sweating, a lot, and he feels even more frustrated than ever. His heart is crashing against his ribcage, and his mind is a fucking mess.

You frown a little bit, and suddenly a gush of words fly out of your mouth like a stream bursting from a dam. “Oh my god, what if I’m reading the signs all wrong and he doesn’t at all like me back? I mean, I wouldn’t blame him because I’m kinda ugly and have this weird personality thing going on and I’m shit at math and Bio-”

“Stop.” Akaashi forces himself to intervene, mainly because 1) you’re literally the light of his life and 2) he feels like he has to leave really soon after dealing with the news. “Shut up, [Name]. You aren’t ugly at all, and I, for one, enjoy your weird personality. And I already told you, you’re fine with academics.” He makes himself make eye contact with you, peering up from your arm covering your face, and says, “If he rejects you, he isn’t worth your time at all and you should move on.”

(Preferably with me.)

He watches you exhale, like he just unwound a tight spring from inside of you, and your shoulders relax and you melt from your anxious state, just a little bit. “You’re right. If.. if he doesn’t feel the same, I’ll just forget about him.”

“Because you’re a genius.” Akaashi tries to hype you up, but he still feels like crumbling. Falsely checking his phone, he stretches and stands up. “I have to go now, sorry. My mom asked me to pick up my little sister from tutoring.”

“Huh, already?” Confusion flits across your face, and it hurts him even more to just leave you after you confided in him, but he knows he has to leave before he says something he might regret. “Oh, okaayy.. see you tomorrow then. Thanks for helping me out.” You yawn before standing up to hug him goodbye.

“No problem.” He says it casually, but Akaashi feels his mood drop faster and lower than ever. He hugs you back, but he breaks away fast.

After leaving your house and collapsing onto his bed in his locked bedroom (with his 11-year-old sister knocking on the door and curiously asking what’s wrong), he can’t help but feel hurt that you couldn’t even tell him who your mystery crush’s name was.

A week passes by, and neither of you mention the conversation at your house. It doesn’t matter either way, since you two are still so casually best friends. At the same time, he desperately wants to push the matter just to find out who it is.

Otherwise, Akaashi has noticeably been more quiet and moody to the point that he doesn’t know how to control it. Sure, he keeps up the same as he would before your conversation, but he can’t help but feel his heart sink everytime he sees you. His mind is ecstatic every time he talks to you, while simultaneously wanting to tear itself apart.

He’s tried getting rid of feelings for you, in literally every way possible. From avoiding thinking about you (which backfired horribly because he ended up thinking more about you) to focusing on other girls (ew, none of them were even capable of creating the same effect on him as you do), he’s tried it all and it’s all failed.

Akaashi realizes his silent slump has gotten so bad to the point that Bokuto made him sit out a few practice matches in the gym just because Akaashi was nowhere near the spot that any of the team expected him to be at.

After school, he meets with you near the vending machine as always. You buy two cans of coffee, one for you and one for him.

As soon as he takes the can gratefully, you clear your throat.

“Yeah, [Name]?”

Glancing around before staring him in the eye, you start, “Keiji-kun, before you run away, I just…. I just wanted to let you know I really really really like you. Like, a lot.” You start speaking kind of fast, so Akaashi can’t process what you’re saying.

“And I mean it. Ever since the Bio project, you’ve been so nice to me and you’ve been such a great friend even though I made it hard sometimes, and along the way I just caught feelings. You honestly mean everything to me, and I appreciate you so much for everything we’ve been through. I- I think, I love you, Keiji. And I hope you accept my feelings.” You smile, almost nervously but nonetheless sincere, and Akaashi thinks he’s about to explode.

“I- I,” Fuck, oh my fucking god, he thinks to himself. He’s shaking a little bit– that’s how happy he is. “[Name], I..” God fucking damn it, he can’t even express how happy he is. He feels his cheeks blossom and he feels his lips quirk into this goofy smile.

But then he watches you shy away a little bit as you hurriedly say, “I- I mean, sorry. It’s okay if you just wanna be friends-”

“No.” Finally, Akaashi can use his mouth and then he gently takes your cheeks in his hands and closes the gap between you two, lips connecting in a display of pining and affection.

He practically melts into the kiss, he’s never been so happy. He thinks he’s actually about to implode; he’s been dreaming about kissing you like this, against your soft, plush lips. And finally he’s able to call you his, to call you the one. When the two of you finally break away for air, he’s breathing hard and his mind is a mess, which is rare considering his usual stoic state.

Akaashi has also never seen you so flustered and blushy. He murmurs into your ear as he takes your hand, “Feelings are 100% reciprocated.”

“I can tell,” you laugh breathily, and he’s so happy to hear that some of your anxiety has dissolved in that sweet kiss. He’s absolutely infatuated with you in every aspect. He leans in for a soft, quicker kiss on the lips and savors the feeling of warmth he gets. “Dork.”, he whispers.

“Only for you.”

[inspiringwhilerespiring]

Get to know me?

Yoooo - yall remember Myspace, and people would blog survey posts lol. Well thats me, I’m people. And I just wanna write my lil heart out and avoid all of my real life responsibilities. So found a lil questionnaire thing and I’m gonna fill it out. Also lowkey like doing this every so often so I can look back on it and reflect and see how much I may have grown/changed/shifted viewzzz ya feel? :) 

Sooo here yall go <3 

1. Who was the last person you held hands with?

My neice maybe?

2. Are you outgoing or shy?

People who know me would tell me to put outgoing, but I honestly feel shy on the inside, so it just depends.

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing?

Literally anyone lmao fuck this quarantine

4. Are you easy to get along with?

Definitely

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you?

Lets hope so

6. What kind of people are you attracted to?

Kind souls <3 always notice how they talk to their friends and family, but even people they don’t know like servers or janitors, etc. that shit matters heavy.

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now?

Probably not

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?

A few homies

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?

Nah not really, just depends

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?

Not sure -it’s been a min since I had a “deep” connection or convo that I can remember - but was probably with my bestie R’Bo

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?

“Google that shit” lmao me, giving advice to my friends

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?

TOUGH!!!! After Hours by The Weeknd is up there, Cayendo by Frank Ocean (been jamming his shit HAARD lately) and Inside Friend by Leon Bridges & John Mayer….but also been listening to albums - like Childish’s new album, Floreyyy for lo-fi shit, and also got into 070 Shake recently just to name a few.

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?

FUCK YA

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles?

Yeah budddyy

15. What good thing happened this summer?

Idk, my bday party was lit?? And lots of river floats happened

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

Lol

17. Do you think there is life on other planets?

Cant deny that there isn’t so yaaa

18. Do you still talk to your first crush?

No

19. Do you like bubble baths?

Yes

20. Do you like your neighbors?

Just moved, so don’t know em

21. What are you bad habits?

Procrastination lol and biting my nails

22. Where would you like to travel?

Literally ANNNYY-fuckin-WHERE!

23. Do you have trust issues?

Hmm I wanna say generally no, but I also always keep it one hunnnid with myself, and as much as I’d like to say I don’t have any - I think I def have insecurities with myself, that have the potential to become “trust issues” in certain relationships, but overall no. I live by the whole “you have my trust til you fuck it up” mantra

24. Favorite part of your daily routine?

Coffee in the morning lately, missed it and forgot how energized it makes me - gives me time to wake up and reflect/set daily goals

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with?

Stomach forever :((((

26. What do you do when you wake up?

Scroll on my phone, pee usually, or feed my cat lol

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker?

Tanner maybe?

28. Who are you most comfortable around?

My mom or my best friend R’Bonney - but any of my close friends and fam honestly

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up?

Not directly

30. Do you ever want to get married?

Lol ok, so this is always changing…but lately (and by lately I mean the past few years) its been a no. I’m open minded though and am aware that I’m always changing my mind sooo who knows

31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail?

yeppperoo

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with?

Honestly, those aren’t my “thing” lollike id prob laugh or be awkward or just have to be hellllla drunk - but like I wouldn’t mind Jason Momoa and Tom Hardy tossin me around

33. Spell your name with your chin.

hjaylkee

34. Do you play sports? What sports?

Scocer back in the day - actually went and kicked it like a week ago for the first time in YEARSSSS - felt so damn good

35. Would you rather live without TV or music?

TV, music forreeevverrr

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them?

Lol story of my life

37. What do you say during awkward silences?

“Soooo” then probably ask a question or some shit lol

38. Describe your dream girl/guy?

Hmmm…definitely have to be funny/have a good sense of humor. They’d have to be open-minded for sure. Up for trying new things, places, cultures, food, music, etc. Just have an adventurous spirit I guess when it comes to that. Have a good line of communication/openness - and just be able to have a deep/intellectual convo about anything and everything. Bonuses: taller than me, likes cooking, and going to music shows.

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in?

Amazon lol I hate shopping

40. What do you want to do after high school?

To go back to high school :( lmao so much id re-do, cant believe its almost been a decade

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?

Hell yeah, this is life my dudes, dont take it so seriously - we all fuck up at some point or another

42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean?

Something is on my mind for sure, or im just tired lol

43. Do you smile at strangers?

Yeah

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean?

DAMNNN WHAT so hard - I guesss if I had to pick, space…just because it’s more rare/harder to do I’d think.

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning?

My cat lol with his meowing ass

46. What are you paranoid about?

Lowkey a lot lol

47. Have you ever been high?

8)

48. Have you ever been drunk?

Who hasn’t????

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about?

naw

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore?

Black probably, like half my wardrobe

51. Ever wished you were someone else?

Of course

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself?

My bad habits

56. Favourite colour?

Yelllllow :)

57. Favourite food?

Oh gaaawwd, literally anything - lately: PB&J’s, fries, wings, Mediterranean, Mexican, pickles, ice cream, ramenzzzz

58. Last thing you ate?

Pistachios

59. First thing you ate this morning?

Cofffeeee w creamer

60. Ever won a competition? For what?

Idk, not off the top of my head - maybe something back in elementary

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what?

Nah

62. Been arrested? For what?

Yeah lmao

63. Ever been in love?

Yes

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss?

No its really not that interesting and idc to type it out

65. Are you hungry right now?

24/7/365

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends?

Lol yes a few of them <333

67. Facebook or Twitter?

FB

68. Twitter or Tumblr?

Tumblr

69. Are you watching tv right now?

Noooo

70. Names of your bestfriends?

R’Bonney is number 1

71. Craving something? What?

Foooood, and companionship? Lol

72. What colour are your towels?

Idk, random, mostly blue

72. How many pillows do you sleep with?

A lot lol

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?

Lol no, but I have my one from my childhood in my room

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?

1 - shout out to you Mr.Fluffy

75. Favourite animal?

I am fascinated by sharks; and like gators/crocs. But I have mad respect for elephants, they’re sooo damn smart and beautiful.

76. What colour is your underwear?

Dont have any on

77. Chocolate or Vanilla?

BITCHHHH CHOC

78. Favourite ice cream flavour?

All of them

79. What colour shirt are you wearing?

Tie-dye

80. What colour pants?

none

81. Favourite tv show?

Game of Thrones prob

82. Favourite movie?

Avatar or Shawshank Redemption

87. First person you talked to today?

Sissy

88. Last person you talked to today?

Friend on FT

89. Name a person you hate?

No one, maybe Trump? lol

90. Name a person you love?

Everyone, fr fr

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now?

Nah

92. In a fight with someone?

Nah

93. How many sweatpants do you have?

Not enough <3

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?

Not enough <3

95. Last movie you watched?

The Decline on Netflix, short lil foreign oil, was deep/interesting

96. Favourite actress?

Not sure-Sandra Bullock? Or Meryl

97. Favourite actor?

Denzel or Morgan Freeman

98. Do you tan a lot?

Nah not anymore honestly

99. Have any pets?

Yessss

100. How are you feeling?

Mediocre

101. Do you type fast?

Ya

102. Do you regret anything from your past?

Im sure

103. Can you spell well?

Ya

104. Do you miss anyone from your past?

Lol im nostalgic af, so yes

105. Ever been to a bonfire party?

Yes litttty tittyyy

106. Ever broken someone’s heart?

Probably :(

107. Have you ever been on a horse?

Hell yeah brother, I’m from TX

108. What should you be doing?

So much shit lol

109. Is something irritating you right now?

The fact that I ain’t doing all the shit I should be lol

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt?

Yooo yes

112. Who was the last person you cried in front of?

Prob my sister or my mom?? Lol I cry a lot, idk and idc

113. What was your childhood nickname?

Hayls?

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state?

Yes

115. Do you play the Wii?

Back in the day

116. Are you listening to music right now?

Surprisingly, no

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?

Nah, unless maybe if its homemade

118. Do you like Chinese food?

Yeah occasionally, more of a Thai food chick or Japanese

119. Favourite book?

Kite Runner

120. Are you afraid of the dark?

Low-key sometimes lol

121. Are you mean?

Hell noooo

122. Is cheating ever okay?

Ok, this is an interesting one lol I mean no, it’s not “okay” - since it usually constitutes lying/hiding/hurting someone - BUTTTT, for a lack of a better term - I wanna say it’s “normal”? But thats because I, personally, am on the fence about the concept of monogamy. Like no, I’ve never cheated nor experienced that in return - but the whole concept of monogamy and like that a person can love and only love or be with one person is WILLLLDDD and I can’t help but note that its a social construct that we, as a society, are conditioned to from the time we are born. Idk if that makes sense bc im high af lol but those are my thoughts…like to sum it up - cheating is fucked up and sucks, but at the same time its not all that surprising/shocking anymore, like borderline “normalized” just as divorces are and shit, so I feel like bc biologically we aren’t made to be with one person lol. I don’t condone it tho. Thanks for coming to my TedTalk.

123. Can you keep white shoes clean?

Hell to the naw naw

124. Do you believe in love at first sight?

Hmmm idk about that one, but also can’t deny it

125. Do you believe in true love?

Yeah of course, you’re talking to a hopeless romantic

126. Are you currently bored?

I guess we could say that

127. What makes you happy?

Food and close, loved ones

128. Would you change your name?

Nah, too much paper work

129. What your zodiac sign?

Cancer, with my lil moody, sensitive ass

130. Do you like subway?

I did lol

131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

Story of my mf life lol literally all my exes are “best friends turned lovers” situation, so guess it would just depend lmao

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

133. Favourite lyrics right now?

Lol oh godddd; ok off the top of my head - Tupac - Keep Ya Head Up is what comes to mind; just a timeless song and the lyrics are still relevant/apply to this day and idk just really resonate with the message behind that song <3

135. Dumbest lie you ever told?

Idk, but it was probably SO dumb, and told to my parents lol

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed?

Either or, lately open so my cat can go in and out lol

137. How tall are you?

5’6 mayyybeee 5’5 actually lol

140. Summer or Winter?

Fall!!

141. Night or Day?

Def a lil night owl, always have been

142. Favourite month?

April and October for weather at least

143. Are you a vegetarian?

No but I try, and go through phases, I’m definitely mindful the older I get and more focused on my health I become

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?

FUCKIN ALLLLL

145. Tea or Coffee?

Coffee but I like tea too, just seem to drink coffee more regularly

146. Was today a good day?

The grateful-to-just-be-alive in me wants to say yes lol but idk, felt off/unaccomplished and cried a lot, so no.

147. Mars or Snickers?

Snickers

148. What’s your favourite quote?

“This too shall pass”

149. Do you believe in ghosts?

Sure why not

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?

“After all, what he had always wanted was just that: to know new places.” -The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho

[iilovemusic12us]

hi! your ships are so good and i HAD to ask for one ! im a 5’2 chubby lil asian girl with short blond hair and brown eyes. im insecure and anxious but really good at hiding it. i have 8 lil tattoos & swear a lot. i blush VERY easily and im extremely ticklish. i dont have a license yet but i love to drive and i adore roadtrips. i love all kinds of movies except romcoms. i study eng lit in uni. i am very observant and practical but secretly a hopeless romantic. thank you so much!

Awe thank you so much ☺️ ! I am so happy you like my ships. 🥺Okay I kinda went on a full tangent, so I am sorry.

I ship you with Malarkey!!

You both grew up together and you were the first person Don told he was signing up for the Airborne. To say you were shocked was an understatement. Without saying anything back, you just wrapped your arms around him. Knowing these moments with him were numbered, you just hoped he would come back to you.

The day he left you were shaking with nerves. He was your ray of sunshine and you did not want to lose it. As you stood at the train station with him, he could not stand the sight of leaving you with tears in your eyes. So being the firecracker he is, he started tickling you. Your laugh cutting through the cloud of sadness hovering over the both of you. The sound of a whistle blew and you both stopped dead in your tracks, reality kicking back in. Don quickly wrapped his arms around you. Not letting go, you reached up to grab his face and pull him closer. You counted all his freckles, trying to calm your anxiety. Taking in everything you could. Without a word, he kissed your forehead. His lips lingering in place for a little longer than it should. A blush slowly made its way up your neck and to your cheeks, bringing a ghost of a smile to your face. He stepped back and looked at you one more time and boarded the train. You watched his movements as much as you could till the crowd of people came forward and blocked your view. Running back toward a bench you stood on top of it and waved, looking around till you found his auburn hair. You plastered a bright smile on your lips, knowing this might be the last time he will be able to see that smile. Although you had complete faith in that man you worried about him.

As the war raged on he would send you letters. There was not many, but just hearing from him gave you hope and relief from this dark cloud of worry. You would always write about the latest novel you were reading hoping to take his mind off everything. You just wanted him wrapped around you, keeping you warm and safe. Little did you know he wanted the exact same thing, feeling your soft touch on his sides or cheeks.

The day he came back let me tell you, ultimate waterworks!! Don never told you exactly when he would be home. As you walked home from the cinema you saw a man standing at your door. At first you weren’t sure who it was till you saw that auburn hair of his. You froze for a second taking in his form. His arms were HUGE and prominent from under his brown Ike jacket. His freckles were also making appearance on his ivory skin. Without another second passing you ran to him. He heard the sound of small heels hitting the pavement, which made him look up toward the noise. Before he could understand what was happening you were in his arms. The warmth returning to you after years of being gone. Your sunshine was back. You smiled up at him and he swung you around in a quick circle, before placing you back down. Both of your eyes locking and he smashed his lips to yours.

Your relationship after that was pure bliss. Your personalities contradicted each others, but it was what balanced both of you out. Most days everything was so simple and easy, rarely did you guys have a tough day. You cooked with him, watched movies, and loved to go on road trips. Usually the only time the relationship was hard was when Don had nightmares or his mind wandered back to the war. But you were his anchor. If it was a tough day, you dragged him outside to your favorite tree. Pulled out a book and read to him with his head resting in your lap. As you read allowed you played with that red hair you adored. You both could get through anything together. He was your rock and you were his anchor and not even a war could change that.

I hope you enjoyed! ❤️

[seonfhwa]

hello friends! tis your favorite (or not) mingi stan, here with her first follow forever! 

recently, i hit the big milestone of 1,000 followers, something i never thought would happen! really, i want to thank all of you for following me, for supporting my content, for being a part of this mess of a blog. 

to those who came on over after i remade, and to those who only started following me yesterday, i love you all from the bottom of my heart.

click for some more fun things for my moots! (it gets long, i’m so sorry)!

i was thinking of doing something special, but i don’t know to what extent i could really do for all of you guys ;; if there’s anything you want (a lil blurb, a moodboard, a smol gifset) just let me know! this part’s only for mutuals, though, so keep that in mind. i don’t know how quick i can get all of the stuff done, but i would definitely do anything for you guys!!

for my mutuals, i’ve written each of you a little message. some may be shorter than others, but know that my love is overflowing and unending even if i may not be good with words!! also this isn’t really in any specific order!

@smol-joong 🌟 miss anett... i have a whole lot to say (if i say all of it we’ll be here forever), but honestly the main thing is... you’re my number one. you’re the sweetest, the most lovely, the most heartwarming. you’re someone i can count on no matter what, whether i need a pick me up or just attention. i love you, i truly truly do, and you always know how to make me happy. thank you for being my friend, for letting me love you, and for always being there for me!

@cherryjoong 🌟 maggie!! you’re honestly the sweetest bean, the most relatable human i’ve ever met. you were one of my first mutuals who really ever spoke to me, and i will forever hold you in a special place in my heart. you’re another person who’s always there for me, who really deserves the whole wide world. thank you for having such a big, caring heart.

@honeyboysan 🌟 jules, darling jules. frankly, you’re one of my first friends on this hellsite. you know how my first thing to you was me going “i poked around on your blog for a while before finally following you”? im just a big babey and you’re one of the most lovely people in the world. i’m really glad we’re friends, that i was able to meet someone like you. you make my heart happy, and you deserve all of the happiness in the world. it’s really, really good to see you happy.

@heoneyology 🌟 miss rainah!!! everyone always says you’re the mom type, and i’d have to agree. you’re sweet, you’re loving, you’re charming, and you’re one of the funniest people i know. your love for your biases (especially jooheon, zico, hongjoong, and ravn) makes my heart swell, and whenever i see you on my dash, i just get so happy. not to mention, when you’re happy, i’m happy! thank you for always being there to pick me up when i need it, and for being a ray of sunshine in my dull life.

@multidino 🌟 kimora!!! my multifandom queen!!! honestly, first of all i want to thank you for supporting me in all of my adventures and being one of the first people to help me kickstart my vav blog. second of all-- thank you, for being you. for being a great friend, for being a kind soul, for being one of the best people on this website. you’re doing your best, and that’s what matters!!! i love you so so so so much!!!

@ateezartblog 🌟 hello my sweet pumpkin. how are you today? have you eaten? did you sleep well? are you taking care of yourself? i hope you know how much i care about you!! i know you’re usually the one to come and check up on all of us, but sometimes you need it just as much as we do. please, angel love, remember to take care of yourself, even when you feel like you shouldn’t. you are just as deserving as everyone else, and one day, i hope you can see that. until then, i’ll make sure to remind you all of the time!! i love you lots!!

@wooyuong 🌟 precious angel baby inna!! hello my sweetest beanie baby. frankly, i don’t know how someone like you wanted to be friends with someone like me, but every time we talk i’m like !! that’s her im super blessed bc !! we friends!! you’re super talented, you’re super cute, and pls pls pls always remember that!!! you deserve all good things in the world and i’m so super glad that we talk ;;;

@wangtaeil 🌟 iconic miss bee!! life’s too short to only have one bias, and your words haunt help me to this day!!! i’m really glad i met you, because you’ve kinda sorta been a really big source of inspiration and help for me, especially recently. from feeling shitty about gifs, not wanting to be around, to even needing help with some stuff, i know i can always trust you and confide in you. you’re a talented woman, and you really have so much going for you. and you want to be friends with a lil nugget like me??? i am undeserving but thankful.

@choisansbitch 🌟 upaamaaa!!! now every time i eat a tuna sandwich, i think of you (i eat tuna a lot, so take that... i’m ALWAYS thinking about you). i know when we first started talking, i was nervous because i ??? really didnt feel like i even deserved to talk to you, cause you’re like... super amazing. but i’m so glad we’re friends!! you make some of the best gifs, and even if you don’t think so, i love them so so much!! and you’re honestly one of the sweetest, most relatable people in the world. please never lose your charm, i love you so much.

@missminji 🌟 hARLSS!!!! im still shocked that your super secret detective skills figured me out, but hey!! in the end they helped because now i actually talk to my “redacted” (we all know who redacted is) and i love her sm ;;; we havent been talking too much recently (i think life’s been kicking us rip) but no matter what, i love you, and i love getting to talk to you whenever i can. thank you for being my friend, i don’t deserve someone as lovely as you.

@utopiagf 🌟 you crazy, but ily. that’s it that’s the post-- ehrbgjehb im kidding, there’s so much more. you’re literally one of the most fun, bright, cheery person, and i love seeing you around. i know you just remade (and i was confused bc i was like?? nik??? where she go??) but literally i love love love seeing & talking to you, even if these days i’m still... super intimidated by you. but you’re such a sweetheart, and thank you for blessing me with your presence in my life. uwu

@visualsan 🌟 honestly i need to talk to you more ehjbrhjge every time i talk to anett and we mention you (all good things, of course uwu) i’m like?? why do i not talk to bea more?? literally you seem like such the coolest person, and i love love love seeing you, your gifs, everything uwu so yeah!! pls let’s talk more ilysm!

@prettyseonghwa 🌟 yas, i think you have one of the biggest hearts around here. you are so caring, so loving, and you really need to know that. i love you, really, so so much. thank you for always being there for us, for always giving the best advice and love that we all need. just know!! that you deserve a break too. you deserve all of the love you give-- and more. 

@dreamboyunho 🌟 cami, miss cami, my numba 1!!! you’ve always been someone i adore and cherish with all of my heart, but even recently we connected in a different, probably more personal way. it may not have been the best of circumstances but i’m really glad we did! i treasure you so much, and i’m glad i found someone i can truly confide in. we’re like!! two peas of a pod!! i’m really super duper glad i met you and that i can call you my friend.

@jonghostation 🌟 miss adelle uwu you’re so sweet and precious and we need more jongho stans like you (and more jongho stans in general) in this world!! i love talking to you, though recently i’ve been dead and not really socializing but i really do enjoy seeing you around and getting to talk to you!! you’re such a sweet soul and i love you. recently i saw you said you lowkey wish i was your mom?? c’mere baby you’re my child now uwu thank you for being the sweetest angel. aND I COULD NEVER FORGET YOUR ICONIC URL!!! ATINY LESSGEDDIT!!! DROP THE BEAT YOOOOO!!

@celestial-yunho 🌟 nini, you are literally... so talented. i dont know how i managed to score such a talented, loving, and sweet friend. your art!! is so good and im always really excited to see more of what you do. you’re my lil moon witch, and i love you so so much. thank you for giving me the time of day to get to know you, to be able to say that’s her!! thats nini!! thats my friend uwu you’re so precious and i hope you know that!!

@nctyping 🌟 im gonna be honest idek why i first followed you-- not in a like “ugh why did a follow her,,” i literally just cannot remember why i did. either way, it was one of the best decisions i’ve ever made. you’re one of the sweetest people in the whole world and i love reading what you write. like?? teach me your ways ;;; ily abbey!!

@toothgaptual 🌟 sun sun sunshine sunnie!!! okay, we don’t talk a ton, but i love love love when we do get to interact. you always manage to put a smile on my face, and i looove seeing you on my dash. please never ever think you’re bothersome or annoying, and talk your heart out! ilysm you cutie patootie!

@wonderhwalls 🌟 sweetest little flower, i know we’re more recently mutuals/friends, but i’m really glad i met you. talking to you always makes me feel better, whether its about what we’re doing, gifs, breaks, etc. you’re a voice of reason amidst the mess of this world, and i love being able to talk to you when i need a good pick me up. ily mika!!!

@atiteez 🌟 sonia, i literally think you were the first atiny mutual i ever had. i will always, aLWAYS hold you in a special place in my heart. you’re such a precious soul, and you’re lovely inside and out. i still dunno why you call me a moodboard queen-- i’m not thaaat good at that kinda stuff-- but i love you so much nonetheless. thank you for being my friend and helping me step into atinyblr (even though now we’re dying off).

@wlwrensung 🌟 miSS YUKKIIIII i hope you’re having fun on your trip!!! you’re one of my favorite people in the whole world, and i love love love talking to you. i mean?? someone like you??? wants to be friends with someone like me?? idk what you’re on that you wanna, but pls you’re the best ;;;; thank you for looking on someone like me and deciding “that’s it that’s her i wanna be friends with her” i dont deserve you but im all heart eyes bc i get to be friends with you!!

@shikyus 🌟 im an idiot with a brain the size of a pea and the memory of a goldfish. i love you-- i really do!! you’re one of the only people i clicked with immediately, and that’s kinda rare for me. you’re a sweetheart, you���re one of the most lovely people i’ve met, but you’re so chill and cool!! how do you do it?? honestly i’m really glad i met you, because like??? how often can someone say that they met someone and immediately clicked with them? i mean ok it happens often but !!! im still shocked!!! thank you for being my friend, for being super sweet, and kind, and caring-- a-and hopefully forgiving ;;;; im sorry im a dummy ;;;;;; im a big lovable dummy tho!!!!

and last but not least, miss kiki. i know she’s isnt on tumblr for now, but if she ever sees this... i have so much to say. thank you for being one of my best friends, for being one of the sweetest people in the world. i love you, i love everything about you, and i miss you. thank you for being my friend uwu

some other super awesome mutuals that i don’t have a ton to say about (either because we’re new mutuals or i havent talked to you too much yet) that i love with all my heart nonetheless: @meinyunho @fan-chngchng @ultvisual @seonghwalove @han-seungwoo @kthscenery @yooyonqha @woovoung @sanbotaged -- come talk to me more often!! i love to be bothered uwu

super special shoutout to my 3 starlight buddies who came over here and followed me despite originally knowing nothing about ateez and still supporting, loving, and talking to me: @hakjeon @babieken and @hansanghyuked. my longest standing mutuals, and even annie’s more than just a tumblr mutual-- she’s one of my closest friends. i love you guys ;;

now, i can’t leave a special message for every single one of my followers. hell, tumblr won’t even let me tag every single one of you (stupid tag limit), but know that i still love all of you. if i could (aka if i had time and energy), i’d go down the line and personally message each and every once of you to tell you all the important things.

you are all wonderful, you are all lovely, and i’m truly blessed to have all of you following me. remember to smile, to keep your chin up, because when the world gets going tough, i’m always there to support you! i love you all lots lots lots, whether we do or don’t talk. stay sweet, angels!

[nightwingswing]

“Deadly Attraction” (Fem!Villains x Fem!Reader)

Hello my lil’ wings! My sumer holidays has begun!

Now i’ll have more time to update! So dont fret, the updates to your fav imagines will come soon! Anyway, sorry for not updating, college sucks the life out of students so i couldn’t update at all. Luckily now is summer and i have soo many ideas my wings! Also i have so many interesting request! i cant wait to start!

So stay tunned, wings! All your request are coming!

Also, This will be another series of this blog, I wrote this for pride month,and i liked it so it wil become a series. And I Hope you all like it too!

Villains need some love too!

Tags: @hamsterforlive @plethora-of-things @totallovelesson @crazyfreckledginger @wonderlace19 @algentforthewin @electra-writes33

If you wanna be tagged in this or in any of my imagines message me anytime!

(Female villains included in this series: Catwoman, Harley Quin, Poison Ivy, Lady Shiva, Talia Al Ghul, Star Sapphire, Circe, Cheetah, Lena Luthor, Nyssa Raatko, Blackfire, Cheshire. If you want me to add any other, please leave a coment or message me who!)

 I hope you all enjoy and happy pride month!

Martha and Thomas Wayne were proud parents of two.  

They had Bruce after years of trying, when their works allowed it.

They loved him to pieces, they took time of the job to be able to care for him and when they couldn't, Alfred took care of him like his own.

Nevertheless, Martha missed something. She always wanted a girl. As a child she dreamed of having a daughter, she always admired the daughter-mom bond. Her own mother always said she was her best friend,  she would always be there no matter what.

Martha wanted that bond too.

When she shared it with Thomas he agreed. He thought it would be good for Bruce -who has just turned seven- to have a little sister to care for. He also wanted a little girl.

When Bruce was seven,they thought it was a good moment.

A few weeks later, Bruce the ever so clever boy noticed that his mom glowed with a new found light. His dad had hugged her gently and kissed her deeply, even Alfred looked overjoyed!. Being the curious boy he asked.

“mommy daddy??” he titles his head.

His dad kneels by his side and hugs him sideways.

“hey Bruce, what would you say or having a baby sibling?” he smiled. Bruce eyes glowed as he smiled.

“ Am I going to be a big brother????” he smiled bright.

“Yes darling"  his mom smiled and kissed his forehead as Bruce hugged her slightly round tummy.

“I'm going to be the best big brother!”

Nine months later, Bruce had to stay in the mannor with Alfred as his father took his mom to the hospital.  He stayed up, worried as Alfred stayed by his side calming him down.

A day later, his parents came home with a soft creamy white blanket wrapped around a small bundle. He approached them with Alfred, he noticed his mom happy glowing face with slightly bags under her eyes. His father kissed her and took the bundle from her, he smiled and told her to get some rest, that he will take care of (y/n). She smiled as she held to Alfred arm and walked upstairs.

His father smiled at him, and pointed to the couch. Bruce followed and sat on the couch, his father sat next to him and told him to be careful. He then placed the small bundle on Bruce's chest.

It was so warm, small… He looked to the baby’s chubby face, he smiled as his eyes filled with happiness, he looked at his dad as his hands wrapped around the chubby baby. His father smiled, kissed his forehead as he spoke.

“Bruce, this is (y/n), (y/n) Wayne. Your little sister ”

Bruce smiled.

He will be the best big brother.

She will be protected.

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Night.

A gun.

Bang!

The sound of a body hitting the ground.

BANG!

Pearls hit the floor, as his mother's body flops to the floor.

Bruce looked at the criminal as he took of running.

He kneels by his dad body, his hands trembling, dread filling his body as he feels numb. Tears flow down his cheeks, cold and salty, making his eyes sting as his throat closes.

He's unable to speak.

Unable to move.

He just stares at his father's cold body, blood falling down his mouth.

From the corner of his eye he sees his mother move. He quickly crawls next to her, his mother grabs his hand in her weak hold. Her blue eyes stare at his, full of sadness and love.

She knows she isn't going to make it.

Her breath is labored,  hard as she coughs,  blood flow down her pretty face, her eyes look at his as she tries to speak. Searches for her voice, looking at him she smiles, her bloodied hand caresses his cheek.

“take...care..of her" she coughs more blood, knowing her time is closer she looks at him lovingly” W..we...love...you both..” she wheezes hard. Her throat closes as blood fills her throat.

She gives him one last smile, as her hands hold become weaker, her eyes lose all their light.

But her smile stays, it stays is in her face, as she had seen one of her two big loves, one last time.

Bruce stays cold,alone and numb. Between his parents bodies, his face with the bloody caress from his mother. His eyes sting harder as his throat comes undone in a loud, deafening, heartbreaking scream.

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Hours later, he's sitting in his parents room, he feels numb, empty, alone. He stares with a cold face out of the window. His heart feels empty.  The gun resonates in his head on repeat. His father's begs. His mother's protective hug…

Bang…

        Bang……

                        BANG!

He covers his ears as he feels the tears he thought had dried come back to his eyes.

Suddenly a infant cry broke the manners silence.

Bruce startle walked to his sound, seeing his little sister bawling ,shaking her little fist seeking comfort.

He felt his heart warm slightly as her little hand wraps around his finger.

He wasn't alone.

He saw his sister chubby face calm as she fell asleep again, holding his finger lovingly.

Bruce kissed her forehead as he smiled.

“ I will take care of us, (y/n)” he smiled. “whoever killed our parents will pay...I promise you that. “

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That was a long time ago.

Bruce keep his unspoken promise to his mother. He did his best to protect you.

While he always tried to be at your side like your parents did, but trying to keep the company in good hands and trying to find your parents murderers made it difficult.  

He still tried his best but he knew you were in good hands as long as Alfred was with you.

Sadly for you,  Bruce had growl overprotective of you after one time when you were six a mob tried and failed to kidnap you. Since then, he made sure you were never alone. In Gotham academy,  in the manor anywhere, you were never alone.

Though you felt Incredibly alone.

Bruce always keep close watch on you, so good people never approached you afraid they would anger Bruce.

The only people who tried -and failed- were people that liked the name Wayne, but couldn't care less about who (y/n) was.

Then, one day everything changed.

It was the beginnings of spring, Bruce and Alfred had went out shortly to buy some of Bruce's gym clothes. Against your brother's complaints you decided to stay home, Alfred nodded and reminded you to not open the door and Bruce to get your bat and kick them and call 911. And thus you were here, in the manors library, reading your favorite book. You were wearing your favorite (f/c) cotton pants and your (s/f/c) shirt, drinking your (f/d) calmly.  

You loved times like this, calmness, the warmth of books, your favorite drink and the soft chirp of birds.

When you had finished the third chapter your ears caught the pitter patter of someone's feet.

They were to light to be Alfred's and to slow to be Bruce's.

Alarms flared in your mind, you got up to catch the burglar by surprise.

You followed the shadow as it went down to the kitchen. You hid behind the kitchen island and watched.  It was clearly a she, wearing black leggings,  slightly broken in her knees. An old  black leather jacket and a beanie with cat ears and goggles. She was older than you, probably around Bruce age. Her green eyes looked around until they found something interesting.  She got up the counter and grab the cookie jar. She jumped down with a satisfied smirk and let the jar in the table, she took her beanie off  letting her brow-black hair free;It was short and curly slightly buffy, you thought it was a cool haircut.

She picked the cookie and bit into it as her stomach growl in hunger.

You clutched your bat as you decided to get up.

“ A re you hungry?”  your soft voice surprised her as she jumped into a defensive stand. “no no no! Don't worry I'm not going to hurt you! “ her eyes narrowed  “i won't call the police either “  she calmed as her green eyes analyzed you. “I'm (y/n), and you?” you smiled.

“ Selina.” she said with a low voice. You smiled.

“ you're hungry selina?” you smiled. She nodded as she picked up the cookie that fell from her hand,quickly eating it. “want want a glass of milk?* her eyes sparkled at the mention as you smiled. “milk is it then.”

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That's how you meet your best friend Selina Kyle. She and you saw each other whenever Bruce wasn't around.

You two would hang in the library, drinking and eating snacks as Selina would tell you about her daily adventures. You smiled as you imagined having so many adventures too. Some other times you would cuddle together and watch some movie.

Once she even stayed for a sleepover.

Obviously Bruce had no idea of that.

But Alfred did. But he was way to happy you finally had a friend to tell Bruce.

You introduced Selina to Alfred, so he would be calm you weren't hanging out with a dangerous person. He seemed to believe her enough as he gave you his word that he would keep your secret.

Thus Selina and you began a wonderful friendship.

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“This is Moon. She's the kitten mama. This is her kitten star.” selina said proudly. You smiled as you pet the both cats as they purred in pleasure. “and this one is princess, she's the smallest kitten.” she held the kitten in her hand and showed it to you,  you held her and smiled.

“she's adorable “ you said. Selina smiled as she put the milk in the two bowls. The alley was damp and cold. Her eyes caught a silhouette walking to them. She grab your hand and tell you you had to flee. You nodded and let the kittens in the safe place of the alley, holding Selina's hand you both took off running between giggles you arrived to Gotham plaza.

“That was fun!” you smiled happily, your breath laboured as you sat in a bench. “ The funnest thing since Bruce’s silly photocall.” you smiled at Selina, your (e/c) eyes bright and happy centered on her made her heart swell. She smiled too as her cheeks became slightly rosy.

“Want an ice cream?” she smiled.

“Yeah! sounds amazing!” you smiled. She smiled back and ran to an ice cream parlour.

You were looking at some pigeons when a young girl clutching a book passed by. A group of kids were laughing at her as her cheeks burned in shame, little tears in her eyes.

You, being the bleeding heart you were, stood up.

“hey! why don't you mess with someone your age?! oh that's right, you can’t mess with babies. “ You smirked at their surprised faces. “ Flee like the babies you are!” they took running as the blond girl stares at you amazed. You turned at her and she cowered, you smiled and put your hand on the smallest girl.

“ You're okay?”

“Y-yeah, thank you” She smiled, putting her long red hair behind her ear, shyly.

“Im (y/n). What’s your name?”

“P-Pamela.” She smiled at you.

“Well, Pamela if those kids try to mess with you again just show them who’s the better person, alright?” you smiled

“Okay.” She smiled, clutching her book closer, you looked at it curious. It was an old book, broken by the corners and yellowed pages. The covers looked old and dusty.

“ Oh, Darwin eh?” You smiled, pointing at the book.

“Y-Yeah. I love this b-book. It was given to me a long time ago.” She smiled, holding her copy of  Insectivorous Plants  closer.

“ My brother has his books in our library too!” You smiled.

“ You have a library?” she asked, amazed.

“Yeah!” You smiled. “Maybe I’ll show it to you one day!”

“T-that would be amazing!” She smiled, her cheeks slightly rosy.

Selina came back, after getting your ice creams. She looked out of breath, cluthing the slightly melting ice cream.

“ (n/n) we have to go- Who’s your friend?” Selina said, standing tall and close to you.

“Her name is Pamela, we met while you went to get ice cream!”

“hn.” Selina said looking at the red-head up and down. “ Nice to meet you. Now, (y/n) we have to go, please.”

“ Okay, Sel.” You smiled and put the flower Selina had put in your hair when she went to pick you up in her long red hair. “ Hope we can meet again soon, Pam.” you smile.

“ that would be great.” She smiled.

“Let’s goo, (n/n) “ Selina pouted.

“Okay! Let’s go.” You smiled as you waved Pamela goodbye, walking away with Selina.

Pamela touched the flower and smiled brightly.

She had a friend!

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Selina and you walked around some more eating your ice creams, She was still showing you around, which where the best rooftops to hang, where you could see the bay from.. It was all very awesome!

You two were chilling in said roof, you smile happily as you breathed fresh air. This had gave you your wing, the freedom you so much seeked.

All thanks to Selina.

You looked at her as she stared down the street, her button nose, tanned skin,pinkish lips and black hair.

She was really pretty, you thought blushing.

Suddenly a cry could be heard, a car had loosed control and was fastly driving towards a blond girl. People yelled to her to get out of the way, but she was like a deer in highlights. Staring at the truck, eyes wet and scared.

“Sel, we had to do something!!” you said.

Selina quickly jumped into action,looking for something that may be of use while you prepared yourself. She grabbed a rope and tied it tightly.

“Are you sure about this, (n/n)?” She asked worried.

“ Yes! there is no time!” you grabbed the rope,kissed Selina’s cheek , took a deep breath and jumped. Fastly approaching the girl as the truck came closer and closer.

She held his cheek as she blushed sadly the color of her skin paled as the truck drove faster and faster approaching quickly.

Selina looked scared as you and the girl disappeared as the truck drove by,leaving a cloud of screams of terror and shock on its tracks.

Selina stared in horror as the truck rode by, her heart wrenching painfully as her long nails buried in her palms.

be okay

        be okay

                     be okay

                                “god damn it (n/n) BE OKAY!”

Her scream sounded along the street as the dust the truck woke disappeared. There were you, hugging the smaller  blond to you chest as she sobbed. You looked up at the rood and smiled at Selina, waving.

Selina broke in a nervous laugh as she fell on her knees, she waved back as ligh tears of happiness fell from the corner of her eyes.

The people cheered, the tv had broadcasted your heroic act on air.

Selina quickly started climbing down to go with you, see if you were hurt in any way.

You sat hugging the small blond as she sobbed her eyes out. You brushed her blond hair as you shushed her to calm. She slowly calmed as she relaxed in your hold, you smiled at her as she looked at you sniffing softly, her pretty blue eyes dampt from tears. She smiled weakly as she whispered in a tight voice.

“Thank you” As you opened your mouth to answer the cries of her mother as she ran towards her made the attention of the child go to her mom.

“HARLEY! HARLEY OH MY GOD!” she ran as the presumably “Harley” get out of your hug to run to her mother soothing arms.

“mama!”she opened her arms as her mother clutched her in a bear hug.

“god, harley..thank you miss, thank you so much.” she thanked you as tears flowed from her eyes in relief.

“ it's what i had to do,ma’am.” you smiled. She thanked you once again as she walked away clutching her child, who gave one last look at you and smiled and waved, you waved back and she hid her face in her mother's neck, looking at you from her hair.

“(y/n)! “ Selina yelled as she hugged you hard. “ Never do this again! you almost gave me a heart attack!” She hid her face in you (long/short) hair. You rubbed her back as you hugged her.

“ I wont, i promise.” you smiled.

oh, if you knew smol (y/n)...if only you knew..

Selina keep clutching into you until it was time you went home again.

She accompanied you to the manor and until the door. There she gave you a kiss in the cheek and fleed. You smiled and opened the door, walking inside.

Everything was quiet and dark, you slowly walked upstairs when the light of the living room turned on.

Bruce was sitting in the couch, wearing his silk, black pajama, a big frown on his face as Alfred stayed by his side, a worried look on his eyes. In the tv, the images of your heroic act were on a loop. Bruce stopped the recording as his deep blue eyes stared into your (e/c) ones.

“ (y/n) Wayne. You're in big trouble”

Oh snap.

(Hope you all enjoyed! Please tell me your thoughts!)

[eco-lily]

A Trip Down Memory Lane...

A mass of paperwork sat neatly piled at the corner, stacked high and awaiting reviewing. Another pile, precisely rolled cables stood at the opposite side of the large wooden desk. A laptop, centered before young Lily, with fingers poised upon keys. The typing had stopped -mid email- as her mind mulled over what to say.

New York City was a treat, really. In every aspect of the word, sarcastic and not. The train ride in the mornings, when Morgane was unable to give her a ride, was a desolate petri dish of unwanted contact. Finding a quiet place to read was nearly impossible with her morning green tea.

'New York? That city is crime ridden!'

Perhaps, it was. Yet, there was a hope there. California had once been the highest ranking polluters in the United States. NYC a close second, until Cali changes their ways. The city was begging for help, screaming at the top of its lungs from littered streets. Lily knew, a way of change was to get into the midst of the problem. To work from the inside out.

'You will continue being a lady, and not a harlot!'

Pale fingers shook, momentarily itching from the echoing words of memories passed. The last conversation that had happened just a year before resonating from the walls she often kept closed. Guarded around the teachings, and constant strive for perfection.

'You are a McKinney, and will do well to know your place and station, Lily.'

"Of course, Nana.." A whisper, above an empty email message. What could she say?

'I'm not Ruby. I know who I am, and what I want.'

No, Lily was not her sister. The one who would find any way into a fight. Kicking, spitting, hissing her way through life like she couldn't contain the amount of frustration in her veins. How often had Lily gotten a phone call from the fifteen minutes older twin?

'Hey, baby girl! Need a favor! Can you post my bond?'

'I need information on a John Doe. Use your wonderful skills?'

How could she say no? When family presses so closely to ones heart. How often the suffocation pressed to that organ, and gave it a good squeeze. Stifling her veins, pushing her towards loyalty and pulling to loathing. How often a grandmother praised Lily for her successes, and also expected more;

'Cross your ankles. Knees together. Back straight.'

Perfection that often spilled through daily life. In the form of color coded wardrobes, and plastic hangers. Never those cheap metallic ones, oh no. Those could ruin a blouse.

'Be kind, and courteous. You are a lady, and I dont want to see anything less of a McKinney.'

But, what of those holidays? The ones where they often sat around an oak table. Holding hands, and giving thanks to the God her grandmother believed in so wholeheartedly. The Christmas cookies that warmed bellies, and hearts that stitched the pieces together in Hope. Two tiny tots that ran gallantly through wildflowers, in pristine white dresses on Sunday mornings. Picking daisies, and catching toads that sat too close to the creeks.

They had been tainted in puberty, Lily was sure of it. When being a young woman was more important than testing the boundaries of being a woman.

' Lily, I don't want to have to explain why a young woman skirts should never be above the thigh. These shorts.. way too short. Take them back.'

Don't you dare show too much skin. Don't allow a man to touch you. Don't even think about a low cut blouse. This is the nineteen thirties, you are to be the best woman you can be. Pack that casserole book, ladies, you're going to need it. Don't forget the apron!

Lily's body slipped backwards, falling to the bed. A mass of dark hair spilling about her pale face, as her heart and mind continued the constant battle.

Be a better woman. Be the best woman you can be.

'Accent your eyes, Lil. You have beautiful eyes. Such a wonderful pair of lips, too. That flawless skin.. You will be the envy of your class!'

It wasn't what she had wanted. Right? Past the teachings of an elderly woman clearly stuck in her ways, and trying to raise two orphaned girls. What would you do, in the grandmothers shoes? Allow them to run the streets at night, instead of practicing ettique and verbal que. How to sew a button, and drive a stick shift. How to polish shoes, and iron slacks.

Instead of those late nights snuck out of the house, to skinny dip into the lakes with boys that often smoked cigarettes. Being pushed to the limit of teenage rebellion, with Ruby. Not only because of the thrill, but to keep each other sane. To feel the wind under wings that often wished to stretch and find freedom.

Her emerald eyes turned towards the laptop, to the neatly and size escalating books that lined the shelves. To the photographs that hung on walls of previous friends, from a previous time in her life. To the sister that had often found freedom in all the wrong ways.

Then, they shifted to the hall. Past the door, where another sat. With hair pulled into a ponytail, hairband across her head. So often Morgane was seen doing her research, for whatever she had found interesting at that point in time. It was often hard to keep up with the woman's attention span.

Sticky notes, papers, books, coffee mugs, and the occasional snack bag laid over the desk and floors. Care free, despite Lily's sudden inner turmoil. How two worlds, with two different people, had come crashing into her.

How the scientist had furrowed her brows at the mess, before turning a gaze to the ceiling. How does one explain to a grandmother why they hadn't called in three weeks? Hadn't sent a single text message, or listened to the voicemails.

Trying to distance herself from the reprimand, while also clinging to the feeling of love.

It was then, a soft lullaby was heard. A ringing from a phone that had been settled into the pocket of her slacks. The screen was pushed to the eyes, a deep frown upon her face as Lily watched the call come in.

A swipe.

A deep breath was held.

"Lily? Oh, God, Child.. I miss you."

It was choked out, tears catching the voice of an elderly woman.

"I'm sorry.."

"For what, darlin'?"

"That I didn't call. And I didn't post Ruby's bail.."

"Lily... Oh, baby girl.."

Here it comes. That disappointment that would be a nail into her coffin. She hadn't done what Ruby wanted. What her grandmother had deemed the right thing to do; because of family.

"Ruby's gonna be okay, hun. She isn't upset, and I'm not either. Don't be sorry. I'm just happy to hear your voice, baby girl."

Tears welled into her vision, pulling unnecessary emotions to the surface of her worry. Lily was far from perfect. Her family was far from perfect. Striving for it was like striving for failure. It was a relief, that exited her lungs in a sob.

"Are you crying? Oh, Lord, don't cry! Uh.. Tell me about that job you love so much. Tell me about that cute boy who works in I.T. "

Laughter. It came suddenly, through the waterworks. Before the flickering lights of her heart began to bloom. No, they weren't perfect. They had issues, and many of those shifted so often into everything the young woman did. To be accepted, and loved. Wanted in places she wasn't wanted, to begin with. Her grandmother had instilled many doubts, yet.. Also many good ideals.

This was a woman's world. Strive to be the best woman possible.

"He's... Still in I.T. and still as cute as ever."

"Has he asked you out? Be respectful of those choices, young lady."

"No, Nana. We barely see each other. He's passing eye candy.."

"You are not getting any younger, and neither am I. I would like great grandchildren!"

Oh, God. "Nana!"

It was shouted, so loudly, that a pair of eyes zoned in on Lily. Who quickly gave a hand signal, a universal one of; 'I'm okay!' To Morgane from her room.

No. No one's perfect.

[thetrashywritingwitch]

Sorry if this is a very specific ask, but could you do a scenario of bakugo with a fem s/o who cant swim? They don't like swimming because the ocean is dark and mysterious, and theyre blind so they really dont know whats going on in the ocean. Maybe him teaching his s/o how to swim and its all fluffy and cute? Thank you in advance!

Sure thing! Hope you enjoy this! Sorry for the long wait! I learned how to swim when I was real lil so I legit don’t remember swimming lessons at all so uh I’m kinda winging it hah

Today was the day. You’d been dreading it ever since Bakugo planned the trip weeks ago. “Don’t be a baby, swimming’s easy. And I’ll be there, so don’t worry about it,” he’d said. Of course you knew realistically nothing would happen with him around; it was your imagination that ran wild. 

You could use your quirk well, could hold your own in a fight, and could do most things other people did even without the ability to see. But swimming? In the ocean? You’d never seen it, of course, but stories of how it was endlessly deep, with creatures that thrived where people couldn’t reach, made it sound like a not-so-great-place honestly. 

People went there all the time for vacations, though, right? If kids flocked there with their parents every year, then surely you could handle learning how to swim in a vast expanse of water you couldn’t control…right?

“Oi, we’re here,” Bakugo said while grabbing your hand to lead you off the bus. You could always tell it was his hand by how rough and calloused it was because of his quirk, in addition to the small beads of sweat that collected between his fingers. He always grabbed your hand without asking despite knowing you could move around capably on your own without a visual guide. You didn’t mind the gesture. 

The sounds and smells were almost overwhelming, but Bakugo wasted little time in letting you adjust. “Let’s get a move on before all these damn tourists make a mess of the place.” The sand was warm and crunched between your feet and the flimsy sandals you wore. He led you to a spot where he dropped the bags filled with lunch and towels before telling you to “get ready to kick the ocean right in the face.”

You dropped the shirt and shorts you were wearing to reveal a bathing suit underneath that the other girls helped you pick out. They all said it looked cute on you, but wondered what Bakugo thought. “Do I look alright?” He didn’t answer immediately, which made you worry he thought it was ugly. 

“It’s…fine. C’mon,” he grumbled. This was one time he was glad you couldn’t see his face because it was burning from how good you looked in some stupid bathing suit. 

“Just fine?” you asked when he grabbed your hand once more to lead you towards the water. 

“Good, fine, same things! Don’t worry about it!” he replied. You noticed his hand suddenly became sweatier. 

When your feet hit the cool water you stopped, making him jerk a bit. There was no going back now. You were no coward, and knew Bakugo wouldn’t let you drown or anything, but the idea of having no foothold or handhold, nothing to grab for security, was still scary. 

All this came about when Bakugo overheard you and Tsuyu talking in the common area of the dorms. She offered to teach you how to swim since she was obviously good at it, but of course your boyfriend butted in saying he wouldn’t let anyone else teach you, that his lessons were as good as anyone else’s. 

As if reading your thoughts he said “I’m not gonna let you float away or anything.” His near endless amounts of confidence wore of on you more than you’d like to admit. 

“Yeah...I know.” With that you stepped further and further into the water, Bakugo still holding onto your hand. Sand and broken shells squished beneath your toes. The occasional small fish grazed your legs. Eventually you were waist deep and struggling to keep yourself afloat, a bit of panic starting to set in. 

“Gimme your other hand,” he demanded. With both of your hands outstretched forward and clasped firmly in his own, Bakugo began pulling you out farther away from shore until only your toes could touch the bottom and the water was almost at your chin. “Um, what-”

“Kick your legs, dummy. Forward and back. I gotcha, don’t fuckin’ worry about it.” When your feet left the ocean floor you kicked just like he said, your muscles working against the dense water as you gripped his hands tighter. 

After a moment he pulled you once more until you were sure there was no way to reach the bottom without putting your head under the water, and there was no way in hell you were doing that right now. “Just keep kicking. It’s not so bad, right?”

You could hear the waves crashing nearby, and the seagulls howling overhead, and the distant laughter of kids somewhere closer to shore. Maybe it was best that you couldn’t see whatever vast endlessness lay ahead of you. Instead you imagined it like a very large swimming pool or tub, and Bakugo was the wall that kept out anything that came too close. 

“Yeah...I guess floating is the first step, right?” 

The next hour passed with Bakugo being surprisingly patient with your swimming lesson. Normally “patient” wasn’t in his vocabulary, but he let you make one step at a time before moving forward. By the end of it you could swim in a straight line on the water’s surface, led by Bakugo’s voice until he’d grab you with strong and steady arms. You even laughed a few times when he instigated a splash fight, because of course he couldn’t go one day without being competitive. 

Swimming was still scary, but as long as you weren’t alone, it wasn’t so bad.