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[niurd]

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Happy birthday V! Could you do sanemi + I know you like me? Have a great day :)

sanemi shinazugawa x I know you like me

You can’t help but wince when Tanjiro headbutts him, lips curling and brows furrowing in a grimace that, much to your embarrassment, has Shinobu chuckling. It feels like she’s always watching you when he’s filming a scene, especially if it’s anything involving any kind of violence or bleeding.

“It doesn’t really hurt, you know” she whispers.

“I know. I’m the one who has to make sure it looks realistic” you whisper back heatedly. She offers you a smile.

“Right”

But then it happens again, right as he slashes his hand open with a knife in front of Nezuko. You suck in a sharp breath and are unable to keep your eyes on the fat blobs of blood dripping from his wrist to the floor, devilish grin splitting his face not really enough to ease your nerves.

Rationally, you know it’s just the corn syrup you have prepared. You know the injuries on his body have been meticulosuly applied with your own fingertips, barely half an hour spent exchanging casual remarks about each other’s dark circles and asking informal questions about the other’s weekend. It was pathetic, really, the contraction your stomach responded with when he handed you the extra hot beverage he brought to his trailer. Black hazelnut coffee. It’s sweet, because he remembered it’s your favorite, it’s also expensive: you know that because he got it from that extra popular cafe downtown, where they don’t use syrups and hazelnuts are grinded in with the coffee.

As cliché as it sounds, the moments spent prepping him for his scenes are the best part of your day. He’s similar to his character in a way, equally stubborn, blunt, with brows often furrowed and a deep scowl distorting his features, especially when he has to be on set early in the morning. But he’s also completely different. Sanemi’s smile grows warmer throughout the hours spent between takes, lunch breaks and infinite amounts of caffeine. His eyes light up whenever Genya is around and although he usually makes a whole scene of huffing and puffing, in the end he always accepts to be part of his stupid tiktoks. He loves hanging out with people, is a great listener and the sweetest, most friendly person a fan of the show could ever run into.

Overall, he’s a very decent, kind, attractive person whose thoughtfulness shouldn’t stir anything in your chest and definitely shouldn’t have your palms feeling all clammy and disgusting in response to a simple smirk or a good morning mumbled with a big, warm hand lingering a few seconds more than what’s needed on your shoulder.

Well, perhaps you have a small, insignificant crush. You might feel infinitesimal pangs of jealousy whenever he’s locked inside his trailer with Kira, the costume designer, because she gets to touch him for hours on end. You may often wonder how it must feel for Kenji, the hairstylist, to run his fingers through that snowy locks each day.

“Cut!” the director seems pretty satisfied with the scenes they’ve rolled until now. He gives the actors two thumbs up and lands a few friendly pats on Tanjiro’s back. Izumi, the assistant director, approaches you to notify that Sanemi is going to film another gruesome fight scene. Genya, Gyomei and Muichiro are gonna need extra makeup to be applied as well, but their prosthetics are not ready yet and they’ve all asked for a short break anyway: Muichiro has to finish his homework, the other two haven’t had lunch yet.

“Have fun” Shinobu gives you a knowing smile as she noisily sips her taro milk tea. Although it may be unprofessional, you shoot her a glare.

“Stop it”

“Why? You don’t think your job is fun?” she innocently bats her eyelashes, to which you groan.

“Shinobu”

“I think it’s fun”

“What’s fun?”

You jump and Shinobu can’t contain her chuckle any longer, a sound so sweet that would have you smiling immediately on a different occasion. Right now, it just accentuates your embarrassment.

“Their job” she shrugs and Sanemi cocks his head, a small frown settling over his features as he looks at you.

“Ah, guess you’re tired. Sorry to be a bother, I didn’t think we’d film that scene so early”

Dumbfounded, you stare back at him for a few seconds. Always so clever, of course he’s sensed the sarcasm.  

“What? No, no. You’re not a bother, it’s my job to take care of you”

Perhaps you could have phrased that better. Nevertheless, the smile that splits his face is a reason good enough not to succumb to the abyss of awkwardness threatening to swallow you whole.

And so, back you are in his trailer, sitting in front of him, well aware of the fact that you’re soon gonna have to apply makeup all over his exposed chest. Still, you choose to start from his face.

“Was the coffee good?” he asks as you apply a thin layer of yellow cream to his cheekbone.

“So good” you smile “thank you”

“We should get another”

You hum distractedly, busy dabbing a layer of violet cream mixed with navy cream on top of the previous layer. Finally, you add pockets of maroon, keeping everything as asymmetric as possible to make it look realistic.

“Tomorrow is your day off, right?”

Finally, your fingers come to a halt as you slightly pull back to look at him.

“Yes?”

Cautious, he thinks. Pretty, too.

“So, coffee? My treat?” he’s offering a charming smile, one that has your pulse freaking out on the spot.

“Why?” surely it’s not the best reply one could come up with but, seriously, why would he…?

Sanemi laughs at your shocked expression.

“I know you like me” he has the nerve to shrug but is quick to make up for a cockiness that doesn’t quite suit him, nor the pinkish tips of his ears “I like you. And coffee. Seems only fair we do something about it, right?”

[joojdraws]

Hey there @53830!! I was your secret santa!! :-D

Here is some cute Habit & Kamal as a gift for you!!

Happy holidays!! ✨ @sfmsecretsanta

[andorerso]

Rebelcaptain Trees for @oh-nostalgiaa​: Single Parent AU (with bonus first times? sort of? a little bit)

For a moment, Jyn didn’t remember where she was.

The brightness of the room was unusual, as well as the birds chirping outside like in some sort of Disney movie. Not to mention the arm around her waist, the warm chest against her back, and someone’s soft breaths on her neck.

This wasn’t her bedroom. Nope, not even a little bit.

All at once, last night came flooding back to her.

The bar, the unexpected but familiar face she ran into, the drinks, the jokes, the laughter... The flirting.

Jyn grinning at him shyly as she tucked a lock of her behind her ear. Cassian watching her with a warmth in his eyes she wasn’t prepared for.

Whose idea was it to go back to his place? It didn’t matter. She remembered Cassian pushing her against the wall as they stumbled to his bedroom, his lips hot on her skin, his breathing ragged in her ear.

She remembered all the things they did afterward too.

Shit. Shit shit shit.

Jyn resisted the urge to bolt out of the bed and flee. It wasn’t that she regretted it, no, not even a little bit. It was that she should. He was her student’s parent, one of her favorite students at that, and yes, he was single, and yes, she’d fancied him for the past three years, but it was never supposed to be more than that. It was unprofessional, it was unethical, it was downright irresponsible.

She shuddered to think what people would say if they found out. All the single (and not-so-single) moms who’d want her blood...

There weren’t technically any rules against dating a student’s parent, per se, but she doubted anyone, including Principal Mothma, would look kindly upon it. And she liked her job. She liked the school, the neighborhood, the students, even some of the co-workers. She worked too hard for this degree to throw it all to the wind for the sake of one man.

Even if said man could do absolutely mind-boggling things with his tongue.

Focus, Jyn.

Jyn squeezed her eyes shut, wondering if she could slip out of his embrace and make a hasty but quiet escape. Cassian had said last night that his daughter was with her mom, so he was the only one she needed to not wake, and she’d be free. Then they’d hopefully never talk about this again, and she’ll go on to admire him from afar, like always, while probably being unable to ever look him in the eye for fear of remembering how he looked when glancing up at her from between her legs.

Perfect. It sounded like a perfect plan. In theory.

But as soon she implemented said plan and slid out of his embrace, onto the cold floor, Cassian stirred, letting out a quiet groan.

Well fuck. Now she’d be forced to have the awkward conversation she wanted to avoid.

“Jyn?” he said, voice bleary, rubbing his eyes.

On instinct, Jyn grabbed the sheets and pulled them over herself to cover her chest while she turned to face him. Except that was a stupid idea too. Because now he was completely uncovered, blinking at her in sluggish surprise.

“Hey, everything okay?” he asked while she kept her eyes firmly on the wall above his head.

“Yes,” she said, voice higher than intended, “I just really have to go... I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“No, it’s okay.” Cassian sat up, apparently oblivious to her inner turmoil, but at least he grabbed his boxers from the floor and pulled them on. Thank God. “Do you wanna stay for breakfast?”

Stay for —

Jyn’s gaze snapped to him in shock. He cannot be serious. He really saw nothing wrong with the situation?

“I can’t. Sorry. I have — I have something important.” She didn’t. And that was probably painfully clear to Cassian as well who finally stopped to really look at her. She just wished he’d put on a shirt as well...

“Is this... Is this gonna be awkward?”

“Not unless we make it awkward,” she said, forcing some cheer into her words.

How often did teachers and parents really meet anyway? Only at parent-teacher conferences, at best. But Cassian had always been an involved father. It’s one of the first things she grew to appreciate about him, besides his glaringly obvious good looks. He was good with his daughter.

Jyn didn’t typically fawn over men with kids, but even she had to admit that he was pretty cute with Cali. He often came to pick her up from school, ruffling her hair, asking about her day, bringing her little surprises sometimes, like the tiny handmade wooden horse that Cali then brought with her to school for months on end. He stopped to ask her teachers about her progress in school, paid attention when he was given advice, made sure she had everything she needed.

There was no way Jyn could avoid him forever; she’d seen him weekly, even just in passing, for the past three years. It could be awkward.

She could see Cassian come to the same conclusion, and his face twisted into a grimace.

“Listen, Jyn... I know we were both a little irresponsible last night. And maybe I should feel bad. But the truth is, I’ve liked you for a long time and I can’t feel sorry about this.”

Jyn’s eyes went wide as his words sank in, his face open and earnest. He’d liked her for a long time? Him? Cassian Andor? Yavin’s number one DILF who was basically all the single moms’ most self-indulgent fantasies come to life?

There was no way.

“You... you like me?”

A soft smile curled on Cassian’s lips, his eyes amused but kind. “Is that such a surprise?”

“Well, uhm...”

“Why? You have a big heart. You’re funny, you’re intelligent, you’re passionate, you’re dedicated…”

And mean and aggressive and stubborn and closed-off... But of course, he wouldn’t know that. She usually reserved that for the adults, not the kids, but Cassian was one of the exceptions. He hadn’t seen the worst of her bad side.

“Not to mention you’re Cali’s favorite teacher.”

Now her eyebrows rose even higher. “I am?”

“Yeah.”

“Well...” She didn’t know what to say to that. All this was so unexpected. She stood there like a deer in headlights, clutching the sheets to her chest, heart beating unsteadily against her ribcage. Did he have to make this so hard? “I like you too,” she admitted, her voice quiet and wistful. “But...”

“But we can’t do this,” Cassian finished for her, taking her by surprise. Wait... he agreed? Seeing the expression on her face, Cassian let out a small laugh. “Don’t get me wrong, I’d be happy to have a different choice. But you’re my kid’s teacher, and even if you weren’t her favorite, I can’t risk this impacting her negatively.”

Of course. Jyn’s smile was fond, if a little sad. He put his daughter above all else, as a good dad would. She wouldn’t have liked him so much otherwise.

“I know,” she nodded, eyes soft, letting him know that she harbored no hard feelings for his decision. “And I can’t risk my career so...”

“But,” Cassian began, and for the first time, he sounded unsure of himself. His eyes dropped to the floor, his throat moving as he swallowed. “This is Cali’s last year of elementary school.”

For a moment, Jyn only blinked at him. It was true, Cali was a fifth grader, a thought that hadn’t even occurred to her until now. Was this their loophole?

But when she didn’t answer right away, Cassian rushed on to add with wide eyes, “Of course it’d be presumptuous of me to expect you to wait. I only meant —”

“It’s only two months, right?” Jyn cut him off. Two months until the end of the school year. That was easy, almost no time at all.

“Right. So if you’ll still want to... I’ll take you out on a date.”

“I’ll still want to,” Jyn said without thinking, then winced. She needed to take down the enthusiasm a notch. But Cassian didn’t seem to mind, a smile still lingering on his lips.

“Good.”

“Good.”

“So...” He quirked his eyebrows at her, a playful look on his face. “Do you still have to go or do you wanna have breakfast with me?”

Jyn grinned. She supposed there was no harm in breakfast.

As long as they both kept their hands to themselves.

(And it was a good thing they did when Cali and her mom showed up twenty minutes later.

“Hey, Cass,” Cali’s mom, Bix was saying, “I hope you don’t mind that we came earlier —”

She stopped talking when she noticed Jyn sitting at the dining table, her eyes going wide as saucers while Cassian let out a quiet groan and Jyn wished for the ground to swallow her up.

“Miss Jyn?” Cali gasped in childlike delight, a wide grin breaking out on her face.

Well, shit.)

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[datcravat]

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[hanir]

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[gotchibam]

Chandelure ko-fi doodle for solar!

[snarkspawn]

based ofc on this

[hinamie]

I don't want to regret the way I lived

[squidthusiast]

“I could listen to your laugh all day”