#(long asks stress me out a lil!!! they don't happen often but they do)

[star-quill]

hard yes to nsfw 🫡🫡🫡

i'll just do some little mini drabbles here, the mowing the lawn thing can be kept separate if people want more of that too.

but like peter to me is 100% a giver. like will not stop until ur absolutely spent, until ur breathing is all choked and ur flushed red all over. he will have you every way he can and he'll have you everywhere that he can. making breakfast? he'll stop to bend u over the counter and have u right there. u tell him ur going for a shower? not without him. u had a stressful day and u just want to lie on the couch? ok well don't worry about him kneeling down and shoving his head between ur legs to make u forget about the shitty day u had.

more often than not, he's gentle but not too gentle. he'd rather make u squirm from going too slow than be too rough. he loves watching ur eyes squeeze shut when he pulls almost all the way out only to push all the way back in agonisingly slowly. but there are days when something would happen and he would be pissed off like to the absolute max.

u ask him whats wrong and he just slumps down onto the couch, his head resting over the back of it as he just sighs. if he can go down on u to make u feel better, ur sure u can return the favour now. he doesn't register what ur doing until u take him in ur mouth and he just grunts, his hand grabbing a fistful of ur hair as u bob up and down, trying to take him all in ur mouth but u forget how big and thick he is.

he's sooo into praise while u give him head too. "that's it, baby." "doin' so well for me, honey." "u look so pretty down on ur knees for me, darlin'." so much encouragement and it only pushed u to take more of him in ur mouth, despite how much it was making u gag. the groans mixed in with harsh curse words that fell from peter's lips were just making u more needy, wanting him to just take his anger out on u—and it seems like he got the message.

"don't think i don't.. fuck.. see ur hand baby, already fucked u this morning but look how desperate u are to have it as soon as i get home.. such an insatiable lil thing aren't u?"

ur mouth was stuffed full, u could only nod and that's when he pulled u off him, tapping his thigh to get u to straddle him.

"people.. people can see in.." u looked over at the big front window. peter just smiled.

"well then, better put on a good show, honey."

there wasn't ever really a show when u were riding peter, mostly because he was filling u all the way and u just couldn't help but whimper, tucking ur face into his neck as he bounced u on his cock. he did however, give u more praise.

the phrase "good girl" was ringing in ur ear, his large hands gripping ur waist as he ground ur hips against his. u we're painstakingly close, but u wanted to hold on until he was close. suddenly his hand moved to wrap around ur waist and he lifted u up only slightly before he knelt one knee on the couch and let u lie down, ur legs resting over his thighs. his cock had fallen out of u and u choked back a moan when u felt empty. peter watched u lay there for a moment, ur hands reaching for him, so desperately needing him again.

he pushed his hips against urs, his cock resting over ur skin and watched as ur eyes slowly opened, giving him the softest puppy dog eyes he'd ever seen. u were almost silently begging him to put it back in and who was he to deny u that pleasure. this time he went a little rougher, his hips slamming against the back of ur thighs, the feeling of him filling u up was so overwhelming, u couldn't even think of the bruises u were gonna get tomorrow. then u felt his hand on ur throat, squeezing gently. his hips stuttered and u knew he was close—god knows how u'd held on this long without any sort of release but it was a miracle of some sort.

u both came at the same time, however he pulled out, shooting it across ur stomach while ur legs shook against him and u whined, hands grabbing for him and he took them, squeezing every so often to calm u down. his fingers let go of u to gather up his mess and he let u taste it off him, eyes not leaving his when u took his fingers in ur mouth.

he still made u go for a shower though, and of course he joined u but surprisingly he didn't even think of sex this time. just grabbed the shampoo and washed ur hair, his hands working wonders. he did occasionally turn u around to kiss u and u just giggled every time, making his shitty day today completely forgotten about.

i feel like peter is also definitely into pda, whether that's a kiss in the grocery store aisle whenever he comes back with something off the list that u forgot. or his hand in ur back pocket when u walk together down the street. or his hand around ur waist when ur paying for something. he just looooves showing u off and thinks ur just absolutely the prettiest thing he's ever seen.

he's also very much into coaxing multiple orgasms out of u sometimes. he will try and make u come more than once before he's even halfway close, whether that's going down on u then making u ride his face and then fucking u or just fucking u in different positions and not changing until u've come twice in each position.

had another thought about neighbour!peter but enemies to lovers but i won't elaborate on that rn, don't want to make this too long.

[justmossyall]

depression hacks masterpost

these are things that will help with mental illness that aren't 'go outside, drink water, and everything will be fine!!!1!!!11!1!11!' those are good fs but they don't work on their own. these will actually help in one way or another :)

hell yeah let's go

open your windows. the fresh air and sunlight will do you good and it takes like 5 seconds.

go buy some plants, there are like a gazillion that are next to impossible to kill. and don't come at me with 'ohhh I'll probably find a way hahaha" NO. the plants will be so helpful! they produce oxygen, bring nature indoors which psychologically improves your mental state, and they're just nice to look at! you can name them! sculpt and/or paint little pots for them!

STOP LISTENING TO SAD MUSIC. I cannot stress this enough. it just makes things worse. please stop. make a playlist of all your favorite stupid, happy, pump-up songs and listen to them all the time until they get annoying. then repeat!

acquire a gazillion stuffed animals. so much serotonin for such a small price

get a water bottle and put fun stickers on it, and designate that water bottle to be only for water. nothing else goes in it. that way you can drink out of it for kind of a long time before needing to wash it. keep it filled with water and actually drink out of it. drink as much water as you can, all the time.

chew gum! idk why but it works bro. especially watermelon.

hug people and ask people to hug you. hugs are so amazing it's like pure happiness but with the added perk of Deep Pressure. it can be from your friends, family, s/o, whoever.

make sure there's a lot of light in your room. not good to wallow in darkness. put up fairy lights, get fun lamps, light candles, keep your blinds open, etc.

dress like how you want to feel. be colorful, fun, and comfortable. don't wear hoodies, sweatpants and ratty old shoes, I know it's appealing but it's just going to keep you in that depressed state. I like to wear dresses, colorful jeans, graphic tees from 5-Below, combat boots, and lots of funky earrings. (seriously 5-Below is a lifesaver for literally anything!!!) you can get a lot of these things for super cheap - I got a 20 pack of fun earrings like duckies, mushrooms, mini water bottles, etc. for like $11, and a lot of my colorful jeans are like 6 bucks at the thrift store. whatever your style is or whatever you want it to be, work to make that happen. because getting dressed is one of the simplest things you'll do in a day, so why not make the most of it?

doodle. it's fun and simple, and it'll give your hands something to do other than pick at your skin if you do that kind of stuff (see below).

on a similar note, make art!!!!! it doesn't have to be good!!!!!! just make art all the time, as often as you can. write crappy fanfiction. make friendship bracelets. sculpt a funky lil cat. draw your comfort characters. art is so healing and it will do wonders for you. even just like run your hands through a giant bag of beads like I do :P

get fidgets and bring them everywhere with you. this is more of an anxiety/stimming thing for me but I pick at my fingers, lips, pimples, eyebrows, etc., and it hurts a lot and will probably leave scars. fidgets are just amazing. I'm partial to tangles and infinity cubes :) gum and chewelry are good for this as well (for when I bite my fingers/clothes or chew the skin off my lips)

if you find yourself with a whole day with nothing to do and you don't have the energy to get up and do anything, go to the park. bring a blanket, some snacks, and headphones, and just lay there and listen to music. sleep. watch youtube. literally anything you would normally do when you don't have energy, except it's outside in the sun and grass and nature around other people who are doing the same thing! 10/10

get a pet if you can. even just fish, but really a fluffy, snuggly animal is probably best such as a dog or cat. OH MY GOD THEY HELP SO MUCH. ANIMALS ARE MAGIC. I don't think I've ever been sad while holding or petting my grandma's dog. (our family doesn't have one right now lol)

spray perfume/body spray on you. faster and easier than deodorant and it usually smells better

if you're gonna scroll, scroll pinterest. honestly, it's probably best to get rid of things like tiktok and snapchat, but that's kinda unrealistic for most people so I get it <3 pinterest is probably gonna be better than other social media cause it's more creative?? if you know what I mean?? and usually it's reading things and not mindlessly watching videos

if you don't have the energy to do stuff with your hair, put it up in a bun! fast simple and easy. takes like 5 seconds, even for someone with super thick curly hair like me. (or cut it short! but most of us aren't brave enough to do that lol)

eat fruit. sweet and comforting, but healthy!! so much better for you than junk food, and honestly it tastes better most of the time too. I recommend strawberries, raspberries, blackberries, watermelon, and cantaloupe. easy to take with you on the go and sooooo good <333

play calming video games such as animal crossing, minecraft, stardew valley, cats with soup (if you're into mobile games), etc. puzzle games are good too! if you want something more combat-y, I would recommend the zelda games or forager. still chill and mellow but has more combat and story/lore

garden if you can. I know this kind of ties in with having plants in your room, but if you're able and you have the energy, keep a flower and/or vegetable garden. there's something so beautiful in putting your hands in the warm dirt, smelling your freshly-planted flowers, eating sun-infused vegetables that taste infinitely better than store-bought. it's so nice, but I know it's not for everyone so don't worry about it if you don't get around to it <3

sleep in the bus/car on the way to school if you're tired. not a perfect solution but better than falling asleep in class

inhale through your nose, not your mouth. it's better for your lungs and you'll get better air quality that way. it also helps calm you better than mouth breathing, and you can't exactly smell the fresh air through your mouth :P

read. sit down and read a book. carry one with you wherever you go. spend a weekend day in the library with a huge stack of books just reading. it's so calming and helps stimulate your brain. doesn't matter what you read as long as it's making you happy :)

surround yourself with color, not dark drab colors. hang up art and posters on your walls, get bright blankets and pillows, lay out a tiny lil carpet, make bead curtains and string them up on your curtain rod, set out little figurines/sculptures around your room. put color and life everywhere around you, and that will start to seep into your soul.

tea is always good. or if you don't like tea, hot water with lemon juice and honey. basically the same :)

if you ever just don't want to do something, like you just absolutely don't want to get up and do _ thing, think about future you. would they be like "bro thanks so much you really helped me out there" if you did the thing? if yes, then do it, no matter how impossible it seems. you'll thank yourself later.

a statement that is near and dear to my heart: if you feel like everyone hates you, sleep. if you feel like you hate everyone, eat. if you feel like you hate yourself, shower.

NO MORE SU!C!DE JOKES. ever. the end! replace "i'm literally gonna kms" jokes or anything along those lines with "i'm literally gonna flop to the floor" or "i'm literally gonna go ham bananas on this place" or whatever wild bullshit pops into your brain.

watch studio ghibli movies. the most amazing things to ever exist. I have never felt sad while watching a ghibli movie. they are basically the definition of peace.

take a bubble bath!!!!! :D

making your bed helps for some reason??? why, I have no idea. but it does bro

get excited about things. smile when you hear your favorite song. hug your amazon package when it comes in. count down the days until a holiday. laugh with joy when you have an amazing day. it makes things so much better.

an important addition: bring snacks everywhere

that's all for now, lmk if you have anything else to add!!! love you guys, I promise it gets better <3

[canonicallyalive]

Let Your Heart Ignite // Alastor x Female Rabbit!Reader - Part 2

[ Author's Note: This is the readers backstory when she was still alive, ik its kinda boring but cri. ]

Characters: Human Reader , Reader's Friend, Abusive Manager, Co-workers

Part 1

16+Warning: Slight Gore, Swearing, Murder, Physical Abuse ( do tell if i forgot something )

Synopsis: Y/n works in a cafe shop that is built outside a nearby forest. It's been years yet shes still not being treated well by her manager and co-workers at work, she knew she could just quit the job but.. She couldn't, that's the only job she relies on, despite getting rejected in other jobs, this was her only way of survival.

Part 2: Life Before Death

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Coffee splashed all over the floor as the cup shattered to pieces. My knee hurts from preventing myself from the fall. All of the customers laid their attention towards me, wide eyes suprised from the accident i caused.

“I-i'm sorry..” I panicked, apologizing to the customers while cleaning the mess on the floor. They began minding their own business. It was a good thing that my.. manager, isn't in the cafe and went somewhere. I was a lil bit relieved. Though, judging by my co-workers, in the end my manager will still be informed.

After i picked up the pieces of the cup on the tray and stood up holding it. “How stupid can she be?” Still hearing my co-workers murmurs, giggles and continued working, i shrugged it off. I've gotten used to it after years of working in this cafe. They're all two-faced, all kind and polite towards me infront of the costumers, brutal and filthy without them. The cafe dosen't have costumers much since its built far from the cities, no one even asked why it's built near the forest. Perhaps for the aesthetics? That didn't came to my mind that often.

“Y/n, can you throw the trash outside? The bin is full.” One of my co-workers asked, the other one came up behind her with a smirk on her face and leaned closer to her ear for a whisper. My co-worker gave a small chuckle. “Also, throw yourself along with it. You belong there anyway.” She added with a smug, the other's laughing in a distance. I clicked my tounge. “Oh, so you'll be the only trash left?..ahh.. not yet, i don't want you to feel lonely.” I took the trash bag with me to place it outside as i left, leaving them wordless. “You think you're all tough? Let's just see if your confidence is still present after i tell the manager what happened.” She yelled, yet i immediately closed the door. I already know that.

Walking down on the small stairs and threw the trash bag in a large bin beside the building, i turned my head to look at the beautiful forest infront of the cafe. The sunlight peeks through the branches, rays of sunshine creating a pattern on the ground, the trees dancing with the wind. Birds nowhere to be seen yet heard chirping.

I thought that just a little adventure won't hurt. I walked towards the forest, fallen leaves crunching beneath me, my hair dancing along with the trees. My mind cleared, nature is such a stress relief.

Hearing the sound of a bush, rustling. It caught my attention immediately, i walked closer to see what or who is behind it. I stretched my arm and pushed the bush to the side and discovered a fluffy rabbit, staring at me, not moving. “Oh..” The rabbit immediately hopped away as soon as i spoke. I didn't mean to scare it, but it was too late. Well, at least i know something is living here in this forest now. Assuming that nothing does.

“Y/N!! Where are you? What's taking you so long!?” I turned around after i heard my co-worker yelling from the cafe, then looking back to the path where the rabbit ran, i let out a heavy sigh and walked back to the cafe.

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“Agh!” My manager kicked me on my stomach, causing myself to drop on my knees as i wrap my arms around my waist to endure the pain. “You worthless scum! Just how many times are you gonna create more disasters in my cafe?! I could've fired you since the start!” his eyes filled with immense anger and dissapointment, he won't stop breathing me up by his kicks.

“I'm.. I'm sorry, please.” I grunted, laying sideways on the ground and kept my eyes shut as he proceeds. “Is that the only thing you can say?! Do you think that will fix the mess you've made?!” He hissed, his hand gripped my neck, not letting me breathe. My manager pulled and forced me to sit up. His other hand tilting my head up, i opened my eyes to look at his.

“Be grateful that i hired you due to lack of staffs, or else you'll be wandering on the streets by now.” Releasing his grip from my neck i started coughing, filling oxygen back in my lungs. “Get your fucking ass back to work if you want everyone to go home.” He says while turning his back towards me and left his office.

“Understood.”

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Months has passed, things has changed alot since the last time i got beaten up. I worked as hard as i can to my job to prevent from being alone with my manager in his office, i was tired from all the violence and insults so i chose to be best. My co-workers didn't bother me that much anymore since im not clumsy as i used to be. For my manager, well.. His attitude towards me turned from shit to i don't know what the fuck just happened but he's now being nice to me.

Our shift has ended and we're about to close the cafe now. “Everyone is doing great these days, good job.” My manager complimented while walking back towards his office. I continued sweeping the tables clean and neat, humming my favorite song while i do so. Until an idea came in mind, i haven't got a day off ever since i started working here.

I immediately went to his office and knocked on the door. My manager heard and opened the door to see me. “What?” He asked, I could see that he's in the mood right now for me to ask this, i took the risk. “I know that this is a bit too much to ask, but can i have a day off? I've never had one since my first day here, if you remember..” There was an awkward silence between us, but i chose to be patient as i do not want to anger him.

He let out a chuckle, “No problem, a day won't hurt. Besides, you worked really hard.” His words made me jump in relief and excitement, smiling as the corner of my lips almost reaching my ear. I paused when he added something, “But..” I tilted my head slightly to the side as i raised an eyebrow, confused on what the condition is about.

“Yes?” I asked, waiting patiently for him to continue. “After your day off, go back to work and then after that, meet me in my office.” Well that is simple. “Got it?” he asked for clarification.

“Got it! Thank you, sir.” I bowed my head slightly to bid farewell. He shuts the door afterwards without saying anything, though i didn't mind much as i went to my locker to change, get my things and head back to my apartment.

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Sitting with my friend at the park, chatting about almost everything interesting that happened in our life one by one. we would all laugh and end up cackling with each other at the hilarious moments. At the end we just watch the people, specially the kids and pets at the park. The silence wasn't awkward but rather comforting, as we enjoy each other's company. It's been a long time since we last met, i missed it.

“So, how's work?” She asked out of nowhere, her question made me flinch and returned her stare, my reaction gave her a suspicion.

“I just.. had a rough start but there's nothing to worry at all! I currently managed to fit in.” I gave her an answer, chuckling but she wasn't taking it that much. “really? nothing bad happened?” She then added, worry starts to fill in her face. Shes still laid her eyes on me but now with sympathy. The topic is slowly getting uncomfortable.

I heard a sigh “You know, whatever you're going through right now at work, keep standing and remember that you're not alone. Tell me if you need help, and i'll be there for you.” Her words reassured me, she's the only person that stayed by my side through all the challenges. However, this time i don't want to give her more burden than i should, so i just kept it to myself.

“Thank you.” I didn't wish to get this conversation any further and thinked about what to do. and it clicked. “Oh! I seem to forgot to do my laundry.” I broke the silence and quickly stood up from my seat on the bench, she chuckles softly.

“You still forget things, nothing has changed.” she also stood up from her seat as we face each other, and gave a warm embrace. “I'll see you soon again, Y/n.”

“I'll make sure of it.” Responding, then pulled away from the hug. We both walked on different paths, waved and gave each other farewells. my day off wouldn't be complete without her.

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Back to work again. I held the handle and opened the glass window, seeing the sight of my co-workers busy serving costumers.

“Y/n! we need help.” One of my co-workers said. I quickly began what im supposed to do as a staff in this cafe. I did my job as fast as i could then started taking over others so they could catch a break, everything i did was flawless. We kept and continued working hard until the end of our shift, the moon's already up as we started cleaning the cafe.

Checking every spot, cleaning the tables and sweeping the floor. So does everyone else. I let out a yawn, i did alot today. After a few minutes, we we're done with our shift and the others already left to go to their homes.

“Give this key to the manager, i'll be going now” There is only two of us co-workers left, she gave me the key since my manager needs something to me. He hasn't been out from his office since afternoon, i wonder why. My co-worker placed the key infront of the table between us then waved goodbye and left the cafe. I waved back, grabbed the key and went to the staff room to get changed to my clothes. Holding my stuffs and walked out to my manager's office afterwards. Stopping on the outside as i arrived and knocked the door.

“Sir?” I called him, he dosen't seem to answer. Attempting to knock again but slightly jumped when My manager agressively opens the door, hitting the wall and made a loud noise. I immediately sense alcohol from his office, his drunken eyes looking at mine. “Ooohhh..Y/n! you're heree.. come inn!” he moved to the side as he invited me to enter.

I gave a nervous chuckle, moving my hand on the back of my neck. “U-uhm, no thank you, i just want to leave the keys sin-”.

“I insissst!” My manager ignored my rejection and stretched his arm behind me, he pulled me inside his office. “Ahahah.. maybe i can stay for a little bit.” An awkward smile i gave while he drinks a can of alcohol in his hand.

“So.. do you need anything, sir? You told me you want to talk after my day off.” I asked, not get things more awkward between us. He gave a heavy sigh, standing infront of me, he layed his hand on his desk to prevent from losing balance. “Y/n, i don't really have anything to give you as an award..”

“Oh, you don't have to, Sir.” I responded with a forced smile. Then added, “I didn't do anything that much.” He gave a chuckle, took a step towards me and leaned forward to reach my ear. I slightly pulled my head away, it's getting uncomfortable.

I sense a stronger scent of alcohol and sweat from him, his hot breath reaching the side of my neck. He whispers to my ear with his breathy voice. “I think you deserve one..” His words sended shivers down my spine, i began to panic and tried to push him away yet im trapped between him and his desk. “Sir, i said i don't need one nor i do-” I gasped, his hand sliding to my sides up and down, then stopped at my hips.

Trembling in fear, i turned my head to the desk to see any object i could defend myself with. He quickly moved his hand to grip my chin and forced me to look at him. “Just relax, y/n.” No, i reached the pen on his desk and immediately stabbed it's tip deep in his shoulders.

He groaned in pain and immediately backed away, pulling the pen out as his shoulder starts to bleed. “Y/n. get back here!” I quickly ran towards the door and out of the cafe.

I don't know where else to go, i looked around yet theres only trees i can see. Loud footsteps echoing through the quiet surroundings, i immediately ran towards the dark forest that's located near the cafe. Hiding behind one of the trees, as i try to take slow breaths.

“Y/N!!” i heard my manager screaming my name from outside of the cafe and began finding me. He knew that it's late and there's no vehicles everywhere, that im just around here somewhere. He started finding me in the opposite direction, far from where im hiding.

Sighing in relief, i peeked on the road to see if its clear. Only a few vehicles were present since it's late as they all drive to their homes.

My eyes widen when i saw a rabbit in the middle of the road, it was the one whom i saw months ago. Wondering what caught its attention that made it hop in such a dangerous area, the rabbit might get hurt. Until i saw a light that's approaching in its path, there's a bus running this way.

“Shit.” I stood up and stepped out from behind the tree and ran as fast as i could. The bus was driving past the speed limit since there's no cars around.

As soon as i reached the road,i jumped in the middle to hold the rabbit and gently threw it back to the forest, not enough to hurt the rabbit from the fall. It went through the bush and landed safely. A loud honk, the driver holding the break. I ended up getting hit by the bus.

The last thing i heard was the voice of a person yelling my name. “Y/n!”

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Author's Note: I hope you liked it :'))

[minevn]

How would they react if Mc was killed?

AAAAA ANGST.

TW SUICIDE AND MURDERING

EXTRA warning: I think I went a little ham with this one, like the thought processes are more unwell in this then my typical yandere posts I feel like. So if HEAVY suicidal thoughts/actions or death or survivors guilt or ANYTHING relating to death or the feelings that might come with death are triggering to you, PLEASE don't read it. messed me up a lil bit LMAO I tired keeping these short but I may have gotten carried away, AGAIN

Minato:...How? He had tried so hard to check up on you often so something like this WOULDN'T happen. He promised to protect you. It's all his fault. It's his fault that you died. it's his fault because he couldn't protect you. He's useless. He doesn't deserve to be alive anymore because its HIS fault that you're dead. He can't do anything for the next month as he lets his anger fester. He'll find whoever killed you and make them SUFFER. He WILL find them, no matter what. After he kills whoever killed you, he'll live as long as his grandparents are alive so he can finish taking care of them, then he'll join you and you two can be together again in the afterlife.

Haruto: He's a mess without you. it's not even worth living, you're all he has, the only one who didn't add onto his pressure. He'll ask his connections to find out who murdered you. When they do Haruto is heading over quickly to get rid of them. He's going to torture them. How dare they even THINK about harming you let alone killing you. He'll find out who the murderers family is and kill them in front of the murderer. The murderer took away Haruto's most precious so now he'll take away all of the murderer's before killing the murderer. Haruto got his revenge for your murder but the killer will never get his revenge, and something about that satisfies Haruto. He'll go to your grave or ern or wherever your remains are and kill himself next to you.

Jun: Starts sobbing and runs to you when she sees you. She refuses to let go of your body. If the police or ambulance try to take you away Jun will scream at them to let go and not be so rough with you. Aki will have to come and pull Jun off of you. Jun can't take this cruel and awful world anymore. She's tried so hard to stay positive and be nice, but no more. Jun can't do anything anymore because everything reminds her of you. She hates talking to people now and gets snappy with them. He's trying to stay strong for his sister but he just CAN'T. He's tired. He thinks she'll join you.

Hoshi: no no NO! You were one of the only people he trusted, someone who was kind and patient with him, someone who accepted him, why did YOU have to die? It should've been him. Someone as pure and kindhearted as you shouldn't have been taken away. He'll isolate himself. Now he really doesn't want to get close to another person, he won't EVER allow himself to. The rare times he does come out of his room he'll do things he used to do for you, like get two glasses of water because he knew you struggled taking care of yourself, or do the laundry so he can not only ease some of your stress but also get praise. and then he'll remember you aren't there, it hits him like a truck, continuously running him over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again. No matter how much time passes it doesn't get better like people say it will, they will NEVER understand what it's like losing someone THAT important to you. He can't do it anymore.

Habiki: Despises all of the condolences he gets. He hates how fake they all sound, he hates being reminded, hates the fact that those people probably think it'll ALLLLLL get better now, IT WON'T! like their words mean something. It's all just pity to try and make themselves seem like the better person, no one gave a shit about him before but now that you're gone NOOOOOW they care, it's all bullshit. After he met you his dreams all included you, but now you aren't here. You helped him be someone he liked better, you wormed your way into his heart just to be taken away. You promised you wouldn't leave him, but you did. Even if he were to find out who killed you what would it change? Nothing! Because no matter what you AREN'T. COMING. BACK. Gives up on everything. He KNOWS you'd be disappointed in him for starting back at square one after all the progress and hours you put it thawing out his cold heart, but he can't help it. He thinks he would be happier if he joined you.

Kage: First his parents and now you? He's paranoid that his older brother is going to be taken away next. He doesn't want to lose anyone else. He isolates himself that way he loses any connection he had with people, just in case they died too. Every second of the day he's sobbing. He knows he can't do anything for revenge either, but he hopes the murderer suffers. He can't stop doing things that remind him of you, it's torture, but he physically can't stop. Even more now, you're the only thing on his mind. You'd usually be here to comfort him. He still sees and hears you, every time he thinks you've come back but then you leave him again. He's plagued by nightmares from now on. He was already suicidal before but your death is what tips him over the edge. Maybe now you'll stop disappearing.

Kei: He feels numb. He hasn't cried yet, hasn't processed the fact that you're really gone. It comes slowly, but when it does it comes and hits him hard. Everyday for months he starts crying. He swears to find out who did this to you and get revenge, and he does. He finds them easily and takes care of them. But now what? He doesn't feel better. He just feels more guilty because he knows that's not what you wanted. He can't sleep because every time he closes his eyes he sees you, he'll flood himself with work to try not to think about you, but you've been plaguing his mind ever since high school, it won't be easy to just forget you. So instead he embraces it, and joins you, hoping that there's an afterlife.

Yani: Goes on a killing spree. the ONE person who accepted him, wanted to HELP them be a better person, CARED for them, was murdered. He KNOWS no one will love him the way you do and so he kills people, what's the point? Besides even if someone else liked her now, she wouldn't accept. The main reason being she's devoted to you. The authorities could try to stop it's murderous rampage but will just end up dying in the process. Yani kills well over 100 people in the span of an hour, and she doesn't plan on stopping till everyone in the area is dead, that way she can be sure she got your murderer. The universe won't stop her from seeing and being with you though, death cannot separate her from you, she's joining you, wherever you are.

Aki: You were her best friend and soulmate. Aki changes drastically, basically dressing up and acting like you. She WANTS you to be there near her. She knows it's not healthy, to cling to you this hard, but this is the only way she can think of to cope that isn't physically hurting herself. She tries, she tries so hard to stay alive for you, she knows you wouldn't want her to kill herself. That's the only reason why she goes on, but...it's getting harder. The countless breakdowns, the one where you can't breathe, can't suppress your sobs, the one that feels like your heart is actually being shattered and your brain feels like it's about to explode, the one where you think you'll ACTUALLY die it hurts that bad. She tried getting help, but it feels like no amount of help will ever heal the wounds. She could stay alive for 15 years longer and it hurts just as much as it did the day it happened, it doesn't get better, nor does it get easier, it just gets worse and worse for some people until they can't take it anymore.

[seelestia]

YES YOU DID BAKE?? AND YOU BAKED WELL 😤😤 also yes!! navia reminds me a lot of a daffodil because of her sunny disposition and she's just so cute?? (i probably spend a couple hours poking around for a suitable color palette for my theme ajfjsj but for now im sticking with a cottagecore look)

same here! and speaking of puns, cyno is also very likely to enable the both of us given how goofy he is off-duty and the number of times i've made him absolutely crack after he admonishes me for distracting him ehehe. as for bedo, he finds them just as funny (and canonically does too EHE) and will often give this cute lil giggle sjdjksdhhs. lyney loves my puns as well and will openly laugh about it. tighnari will scold cyno for rubbing off on me oopsies. anyway, i have a sneaking suspicion ayato does enjoy your puns since they can be used as a good distraction if he's stressed eheh. kuni doesn't surprise me as much tsk-tsk (bonk him on the head for that /hj /aff)

bet heizou would take the chance to rizz you a little knowing his playful nature

anyway! i'm happy that i was able to help in some way eheh >:3 but yeah, assignments usually are the staple of college life but they aren't generally too bad? minus the 8-page research paper i have to write for my mass media survey class online and luckily i poked around for some sources beforehand i'm usually good about not procrastinating but sometimes i kind of just need to ease my head into the working mindset by texting on discord sjjfshhd but yea it can be painful 💀 (btw ur more than welcome to ask me more questions abt college if u want :>) and i wish u lots of luck too!

yk thats the thing with 'bedo, not a lot of people can catch his eye and i just so happen to get his attention. and according to him, he said that i "stood out in a way that added color to his world" EJFJRHJW. yk, i just let the charm come instinctively? i don't rlly have to do anything but i have been told by a lot of people that i'm cute/naturally pretty. but rlly i would just say be yourself c: as cheesy as it sounds but it works hehe. as for lyney, he does always makes some sort of magic trick out of it and frankly it always leaves me a puddle of melted goo on the floor because of how shy i am (tyty!! also yes im a sucker for softer-pitched voices)

hey i'm sure yato wouldn't mind spoonfeeding you when you're all groggy from a long night (dw im a night owl too i can relate) , but something tells me he won't let you hear the end of it if he does /aff. i'd scold wanderer for being mean to you /lh, but at least he's willing to cook for you! (malewife *coughs*) or yk give his ear a little tug when he tells you he'll demote you to the floor-

okok so by now i think you can tell that i'm an anthophile or yk, a person who adores flowers and hence why i live in a cottage doing forest witchy stuff over there with my greenhouse and garden ehsjdjs. but anyway, you kind of just gave me the impression of a camellia? (if you caught my little pun there) if that makes sense ehhe. also i thought of the kamisato clan crest as well bc thats a camellia too, tsubaki (椿) ehehe. anyway! i like that notion of wanderer picking flowers when he's out and about in sumeru, i think it shows that he does have a gentle side (not that he'd willingly admit it but it shows in his actions) and i think you should surprise him with a garden of your own! >:3

'bedo and lyney take turns making breakfast for me! they have the full intention of spoiling me even after i told them they didn't have to because i'm used to being on the giving end if that makes sense? but they're so sweet about it i can't say no >_<

NO CUZ THATS EXACTLY HOW IT IS WHENEVER MY BF AND I TAKE PICTURES TOGETHER,,like i really appreciate that he smiles genuinely at me only but i need to help him pose

if it helps, i'm only like a piece of furniture in family pictures because thats when i get all stiff and i hate it, and i mean i absolutely hate it, when someone moves my bangs out of my face because that's kind of like a introvert thing for me? kind of gives me a sense of security tbh

also im glad you loved the picrew!! you guys look all so cute together hehehe, i bet you had to get wanderer to smile a couple times bc of how grumpy he is /aff.

OOOO PRETTY !!! if not the bakery theme, i might've gone for a flower shop with sunflower & daffodils. navia just has sunny girl next door vibes! i feel like she can fit in a bakery or a flower shop or a fancy cinema LOL. her color palette just has sm potential, especially for vintage themes i think! speaking of: this is basic x100 question but what are ur fav colors? i thought it'd be cool to know regardless! i personally love muted colors especially if it's a shade of purple or blue :3

you're a good fit with cottagecore so i get why you're sticking with it (it's the fairy vibes) !!! - i think angelcore or even mermaid aesthetic would fit u well too! something fantastical oooOOoOo (jazz hands)

cyno being one of us 😔🤝 /lh LMAO i imagine tighnari is resisting the urge to twitch his eye for every punchline dropped. everyone else gets the deadpan look™ but vi just gets a flick to their forehead (and a soft one at that too #favoritism). UR RIGHT!!! sumeru gang x windblume event was so monumental bcs we got to know albedo is amused by jokes & puns LOL. lyney will be impressed and tease u like “oho, such wit! looks like you have what it takes to be a magician too?” he knows ur stage-shy, he's just teasing u bcs ur cute hdhhahs.

mhmmm he does <3 ayato just shakes his head fondly and asks if i've been spending too much time around “a certain oni” - he's joking but i think i sense incoming jealousy. /j it's fine, i am indeed used to being outbonked by wanderer and outrizzed by heizou. i am constantly being babied smh 😔 /hj BUTBUT circling back to the jealousy thingy, makes me wonder how does albedo & the others act when they're jealous? :o personally, for me and my sillies f/o's:-

ayato: if the other person isn't already intimidated by his status (“omg it's the yashiro commissioner! gotta bail asap...” <- an example LMAO), then he uses passive-aggressive speech with a formal tone and a sweet smile to spook them. afterward, 'yato pretends like nothing happened and keeps me within arm's reach until the end of the outing. (note: uses this as an excuse to have me wear the accessories he gifted me so it's clear i'm taken. OKAY SIR CALM DOWN I'M ALREADY URS /hj)

wanderer: struggles with it so bad. he's no longer as hot-headed as he used to be.... but the sight still makes him irritated. knows i can handle it but keeps his ears peeled (eavesdropping essentially) just in case. will step in if the other person crosses the line but other than that, merely gets grumpier afterward. how dare they interrupt his quality time—

heizou: turns up his 'friendly menace' vibes to the MAX!!! finds it amusing to see how i'm lowkey trying to tell the other person off politely but will invite himself into the convo for funsies. gets HANDSY like pulling me close and calling a pet name outright in front of the person. (“oh, hey, honey! there you are. i was looking for you everywhere.” “heizou—”)

OOOHH!!! i can see the “cute / naturally pretty” charm ur talking abt. even from across the screen, i think ur vibes embody that!! albedo has a discerning eye <3 my guy's master is literally related to khaenri'ah dwdw, i also think that “be yourself” is true in itself! that way, u can find reassurance in knowing that the people attracted to u are there bcs of ur real self and not a front u put on. (<- also sounds cheesy hdhhshdh) but for me, i was told that i have comforting or welcoming (??) vibes when i talk to people so i'm trying to gather pride from that ;(

MALEWIFE WANDERER YESYES!!! he'd be so good at house chores it's funny. if u scold him, he'd squint at u like ur a bunny (which u are! /aff) punching harmlessly at his foot but he'd turn to me and say: “hmph, you've got friends worth-noting at the very least.” THEN proceeds to drop u off (gently bcs he's a gentle person at heart uwauwua !!!) in albedo's hands and go toodles LOL. p/s: i like how a bunny fits u! heehee <3 and i've gotten 'puppy' before but i'm still unsure which animal would suit me in general T_T . should i retake my harry potter patronus quiz from years ago /j

CAMELLIA AHA I SEE U!! the camellia being a canon part of the clan crest's design makes me so <33 till this day. it's even in ayato's namecard uwaaaaa. ANYWAY i'd like to think that wanderer could be a florist in a modern au - “the sassy & grumpy shortie is the owner of a cozy flower shop?!” kinda thing PFFT. i think modern au's are pretty cute! it's fun to imagine and play around with realistic elements <3

AWWW THAT'S CUTE!!! i can also relate with being on / or wanting to be on the giving side 😔😔 my giving love languages happen to be acts of service & physical touch hdhwhsh. OH OH actually, this could be another fun question hehe (i hope u don't mind them): what are the giving & receiving love languages for u and ur f/o's + do the dynamics shift according to the f/o? wait, does the last part make sense?? ( ;´ - `;) help /j

[easy-revenge]

hey!! idk if tumblr ate my ask, the himeno brainrot has faded or if you just didn’t feel like it (which is so valid lmao no worries) but i would love to hear your headcanons for her!! xx

hiii so sorry !! i actually started answering ur ask when i was on vacation a couple weeks back and then i didnt have enough ideas and put it in my drafts....and to no one's surprise i forgot about it lmao so thank u for reminding me !!

also i can't NOT have himeno brainrot atp don't worry heheh

however im afraid I won't deliver too much on this bc instead of like individual headcanons ive mostly just filled in the blanks that canon left with my own things (often self-indulgent) and made up a life for himeno which i now basically treat as canon lmao (yes this is delusion central)

i will attempt this though but fair warning that a lot of the behaviors and things i associate with her aren't very wholesome or a jolly good time (i suffer daily with this brain)

(cw for mentions of addiction and a lil bit of drugs, i promise it gets more lighthearted after the first few ones lmao)

so, starting off strong, I don't think himeno spends a lot of her time sober. namely, i headcanon her almost always running on some kind of buzz. i think it's established that she handles her liquor well so i dont think it would be noticeable at work, but considering she trained under kishibe for a long time, i can see her having a flask of her own and sipping at it throughout the day.

in the same spirit, i think she would also take any opportunity to properly get wasted. friday nights with aki at her apartment, outings with the people from work etc, especially if she doesn't have work in the morning. i think maybe she believes she's more fun to be around when drunk.

i don't think these behaviors are about entertainment, but rather a way she's found to be more "functional" and able to keep doing what she does and uphold the carefree persona she's established, hence incorporating them into her life to the point of very rarely being stone cold sober.

i think she also doesn't like the idea of her family knowing about how she copes. maybe she doesn't answer her father's phonecalls sometimes, scared of sounding too noticeably drunk at noon on a tuesday. or she's often stressed about her sister's occasional surprise visits in case she comes over and finds himeno's place in disarray and her in a similar state.

apart from alcohol, which is basically canon, i once had a thought about himeno occasionally abusing pills. pain meds prescribed for recovering from a work injury hitting just right paired with some beer on the side one evening and boom yk. i bet it wouldn't be too hard for her, considering her line of work, to get her hands on opioids regularly enough, especially since the story is set in the 90s and doctors used to prescribe them left and right before the amount of patients getting dependent skyrocketed.

to complete the holy trinity of vices, again based on things mentioned in canon, i think himeno is also the type of person to sleep around a lot with distraction being the objective. she has a reputation for getting flirty and handsy with ppl from public safety when drunk and i think that speaks for itself. this is not inherently a vice ofc, but in her case I don't think she engages in this behavior being sound of mind. it almost never happens when she's sober and i headcanon her often regretting it at least briefly the next day.

oof that was a lot lmao. um chill anyways, on a lighter note i have a couple thoughts about her relationship with aki !!

i think it's a habit for them to take care of each other's injuries after missions. im actually writing a fic about aki showing up at himeno's doorstep, bleeding and expecting to be taken care of in his own begrudging, stuck up way lmao. i think himeno is less likely to straight up go to his house for that, but i see them leaving public safety and going home together to shower and bandage their wounds in companionable silence.

additionally to that whole thing, i personally do believe that their relationship could've had a non-platonic side to it, albeit still casual in its nature. leaving that aside, i think they share quite a bit of affection and physical touch regardless, considering how casually we see them invading each other's personal space in canon. so i think they sleep in the same bed a lot, after tending to each other's wounds, or getting too drunk in himeno's living room. i think it took a while for aki to stop being tense and relax into it, but they settled into a comfortable zone and it was sth they both needed more than they would ever admit.

fujimoto once talked about himeno and said that she is the type to leave a lot of her stuff behind at aki's place and u better believe i ran with it. clothes, hair brushes, a spare toothbrush in the bathroom, you can't change my mind. i also think that to some extent it goes both ways. himeno has a shitload of aki's tupperware at her place, from all the food he brings her weekly, and she never washes them unless aki comes over to do it himself and by the time he decides to take some back, there's always more. black hair ties are often littered in her bathroom cabinets and on one of her night stands. a book on her windowsill that aki brought to read before bed once and then never took home.

not to get dark again, but talking about them is bound to make me sad sooner or later :) based on the way she thinks about aki's death in canon, i think she would often panic when thinking about aki's shrivelling lifespan, especially at the beginning when aki had a lot of years to spare and surely used the sword more freely. i imagine her being restless in her bed with aki sleeping next to her, feeling compelled to check on his breathing or his pulse. reach over and touch his hand to feel him alive and warm, hoping it would soothe her to sleep.

i also think she's there a lot of the times aki cries. i bet the first time she saw him was accidental, or at least not a conscious decision on aki's part. i also bet himeno didn't really know what to think of it initially, but soon looked at aki under a different light bc of it. i think aki finds comfort in himeno being in the same room as the tears spill from his eyes after a day of watching people die. and i think himeno loves giving him that, even though it tugs at her chest in uncomfortable ways she can't quite point out.

i feel compelled to but i won't go into the whole being in love with aki situation, because first of all its not even a headcanon but very much there and secondly i will ramble indefinitely about how i think her pining for him would manifest and this is already a huge post god bless

on a slightly different note before i bring this to a close, i like thinking about her bond with kishibe a lot as well. it's not shown enough in the anime or manga, but i imagine them being friends. i think they would go out for drinks but more to talk than get wasted. i think they'd have the capacity to talk about very real things but also nothing at all. kishibe might be the only person himeno talks to properly about aki, aside from her letters to her sister, because he shares the same life as her and inevitably has more space tl understand. maybe kishibe gets to talk a bit about quanxi too.

haha oh well :D that's all i have for now. if u read this far thank you and also im sorry lmao. hadn't sat down to microwave himeno like this in a hot minute i loved getting the opportunity to do it so thanks for the ask anon !! till next time ~

[pics-pizza-peace]

Um. Having to wipe spit off of my floor, and try to stop shaking long enough to convince myself to eat a sandwich this evening is not what I expected to have to do, but whatever. This is a small update in case something bigger changes before tomorrow(if I stop posting or reblogging for more than 24 hours assume something happened I guess. yeah life's unpredictable and Fun sometimes--). I've been dealing with a lil head-cold(sinus thing. no real cough yet) for a couple days now, and I've been taking decongestants for the main symptoms. Which incidentally don't help my heart in times of stress...

My brother's schizophrenic symptoms Were seemingly leveling-out, that is until something else changed in his schedule that made his hallucinations worse again. He hasn't asked me too many questions, hasn't accused me of too much this time around, but. Not even 20 minutes ago he threatened me for touching my PC mouse to simply click on another video while I eat. He claimed some tinny British lady's voice was telling me what to do, that touching the mouse was like touching his hand, and to stop. He threatened to smash a bottle over my head. I turned the PC off, but he's not going to be allowed to refuse me access to my art/working/gaming PC. I still have more to learn/do towards building my website. Sure hope wherever Jerk's moving us this time has sturdy locks on the doors.

I tried responding as calmly as I usually do, he continued to threaten me with nonsensical claims. Used to take it personally back when it was all new. Tired of living with someone who believes that he'll somehow go "back to normal" with little to no interaction or effort in such a direction. Now I know better than to take it personally, but also I'm kinda grieving who my brother could've ended up being, if he got the help he needed when he was younger. The longer Jerk wants to avoid the short-term discomfort that reflection, acceptance, and even growth/change might cause; in favor of long-term disfunction, denial, & eventually total ruin. The more I am inclined to believe that he was not much of a good person in the first place. But often that's just dads. I'll be fine, just needed to type this out to process it better. It's been a while since I've been threatened & spat at for almost no reason.

Gonna try and eat, maybe read/watch something, hope nobody else gets into it with him... wanted to draw, wanted to keep watching something on the PC. No luck there for now.

[xoxo-bunnydumpling]

So, none of us are drinking still but Eli is still smoking occasionally and last night was one such occasion. His back hurt and he had plans to come home, smoke a bowl, and fall asleep in the bathtub pretty much all day. Even texted me about it to see if we had any "real" plans but no way I'm gonna harsh dude's mellow.

He advocates for me resting so often, and ends up doing so many things around here that he hasn't had a big relaxation day in a long time so with little else to do until he got home I decided to be super fucking extra about this bath.

I don't know what happened inside Bath and Body Works over the holiday but they were definitely in reset mode. Extremely apologetic about being out of anything and everything peppermint...it was very dead and they followed me around out of boredom rather than trying to talk me into anything.

"Is it for you? We have all your vanilla stuff, no problem."

"Actually, it's for my husband. I'm trying to get him all nice and relaxed so he quits tweaking."

The girl asks me if he's stressed about the baby, if we have any other kids, and we end up talking about a bunch of irrelevant shit until she snaps out of it. "I just realized I haven't suggested anything yet, my bad."

Eli is not hard to buy for, anywhere, at any time. He's a lot like me, he likes everything and just the act of giving him a gift is enough to charm him, it really doesn't matter what it is. I got picked up and mooshed for giving him a pen once, and it wasn't even fancy...just really glidey and I know he loves that.

"So, is he a really manly smell kinda guy? Woods, trees, musk, we have one that smells kinda like a campfire? Dark chocolate? Is this a seduction bath, would you like him to smell sexy and mysterious?"

We end up with a collection of things that, when utilized together, smell like if you had a headshop and a bakery next door to each other. I've spent so much money I'm a little annoyed...then I just have to wait until he tells he's almost home to run the bath.

Extra. Extra as fuck. Housewife shit and I'm extremely into it.

He's not even in the door completely after his lil smoke sesh when he asks me what smells so good. I feel like I'm 2000% winning at spa day already. When we get to the bathroom he immediately picks me up and tells me I'm his favorite wife.

"Spa day, dude!"

He laughs. "I don't think we've ever done this before."

We have, for me, in a valiant attempt by Eli to relax me and get my blood pressure down. I really should be taking better care of him. He fusses a little when I don't get in the bath with him.

"But why?"

"Because we'll bone and that's not relaxing."

"Yes the fuck it is." He accepts me perching on the side of the tub though, sounding downright lascivious as I knead at one of his feet. "Oh so it's...like...okay. Damn. You're such a nice girl, have I ever told you that?"

He ends up fully scrubbed, sudsed up, exfoliated, rubbed down, and so relaxed he looks like he could fall asleep at any moment. It's a workout, that and water management...letting the soapy water out and running new water without leaving him cold. I'm truly a pro at spa day and we should really do this more often.

I'm about to take off to leave him peacefully in his nice clean hot water to hopefully not actually fall asleep, but I ask him if he needs anything else before I do.

"Yeah."

"What?"

"Get in. I'll be good, I promise."

I don't believe him but I get in anyway. Whatever he wants, whenever he wants.

[mrrichbora]

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[narkik]

(P1) So I finished Inuyasha the Final Act on Memorial weekend (my birthday weekend) but I still haven’t gathered my thoughts entirely! Yet I do I want to tell you about a theory I came up with while remembering The Castle Beyond the Looking Glass movie! Though it’s hard to decide which is my favorite since Swords of an Honorable Ruler was just as totally amazing, Castle Beyond the Looking Glass is the only one with Naraku.

[i’m going to be adding all the op’s parts of the ask below the cut to this post so it stays singular]

(P2) Spoilers everyone but the way Naraku tricked Inuyasha’s group and Kaguya, their mutual foe at the time, was downright epic. My jaw literally hit the floor from the shock and Naraku erased any doubt in my mind on his legit villainy from there on out! Anyway, I didn’t consider this at the time but now that I’ve had time to digest and better understand Naraku as a character, I’ve come up with a theory about why he intervened when Kaguya attempted to possess Kagome. (P3) Kaguya, a demon who absorbed and impersonated a celestial maiden, wanted to do the same to Kagome for her spiritual powers. By the end of the confrontation she was desperate, since her physical body had been destroyed. Naraku had already come out of Kohaku, but promptly got his tentacle butt kicked by Kaguya. Instead, he retreats to the shadows to let Inuyasha fight it out. (P4) The thing is, Naraku re-emerges behind Kagome as soon as Kaguya’s disembodied form isolates her from Inuyasha and the gang. I never understood why he didn’t continue hiding until AFTER she took over Kagome, THEN absorb her. Kagome’s powers would’ve been his as well if he’d just done that! (P5) My theory why? Because Narkag! Is it just me or has Naraku treated Kagome just like Inuyasha had in the beginning of the series: a Kikyō imitation, a knockoff. The difference is Naraku and Kagome remained enemies, it’s not until the Kikyō finally dies that he focuses and becomes kinda obsessed with Kagome. Or did he? I’m likely reading too much into this but I believe Naraku indirectly protected Kagome that one and only instance. (P6) This movie is set before Mount Hakurei and not long after he took back Musō/Reincarnated Onigumo, so he hardly had control over his human feelings for Kikyō. It’s likely he thought he was doing one thing when he was actually doing another. After all, he did call Kagome an impudent wench at the start of the film! The jewel could’ve manipulated him into saving her as well. Naraku and Kagome were what it ultimately desired, and in the worst way possible, Narkag was supposed to endgame. (P7) Therefore, Naraku successfully killing Kagome was out of the question. (P8) P.S. Sorry for dropping this bomb on you, but blame Rumiko Takahashi and her amazing characters! P.S.S. As shit as this theory may be, I kinda wanna make it my first fanfic. P.S.S.S. Have you ever played Doki Doki Literature Club? Now that’s another amazing villain/hero ship! Not to spoil it if you don’t know what it is or haven’t played it, but the main antagonist’s love interest/obsession...goddamn is it a visual horror novel masterpiece.

wow, this is a really long ask! sorry it took so long to answer - not only have i been on & off hiatus, but i also needed some time to process the volume of this information lol

to start, i don’t really consider the movies to be canon, so it’s hard to discern movie info vs. the most valid canon material (the manga)

that being said, a bitch loves narkik, so

i remember that part of the movie lmao and it fed my narkag heart... it’s totally cool interpretation to apply the dynamics of onigumo’s human heart to those circumstances, how they might have compelled naraku to protect kagome in that moment

i think that narkik i think was /initially/ endgame; what the jewel didn’t expect was that naraku would express so much agency, to the point of killing kikyou. it’s arguable that kikyou’s soul reincarnating into kagome is the jewel’s way of trying to force that dynamic back again, bc yes, it ultimately needs a priestess vs. demon battle to fuel itself, and it wanted kikyou’s soul w/o recognizing that kagome was a separate individual. so yeah!!! during the majority of the series, narkag is supposed to be endgame, but only bc it couldn’t have kikyou

“naraku successfully killing Kagome was out of the question” you are CORRECT sir dot gif!!!!! the jewel wouldn’t let him do it!!!!! hell his human heart wouldn’t let him do it!!! our boy has always been fücked

i have never played doki doki literature club!!! not sure i will (games aren’t really my thing) but should the interest ever arrive??? knock knock app store

thank you so much for this!!! your enthusiasm about the most valid most complex and most iconic of all inuyasha ships is grand :’)

[flamingo-writes]

Shared Puppyhood – TASM!Peter Parker x Reader

A lil drabble I thought of while walking my dog. And I may be projecting myself a bit here...

Summary: It's strange when you think about it. You have a dog, who you share with Spiderman. And it all happened because Spiderman, the guy you'd been patching up for the last months one day got to your apartment slightly injured, but in his arms he had a dog who needed medical attention far more urgently than him. And while caring the dog back to health, you ended up adopting it, and Spiderman in a way too. Who knew this dog would completely change your lives.

Warnings: mentions of wounds, swearing.

Peter swung by, eventually landing next to your window as he gently used his foot to slide your window open. Carrying a bag of dog food over his shoulder, managed to get inside your apartment in one swift move.

And soon, he was greeted by the sound of paws hitting the wood floor as a medium black dog with long thin hair welcomed him with a wiggling tail and excited eyes.

"Hey, buddy" Peter said kneeling before him and scratching it's head. "How's Archie doing? What's up in your fluffy doggy life, huh?" He continued as he took off his mask, kissing the dog's head.

"Peter?" You asked nervously from somewhere else in your apartment as he got up and walked out of your room, greeting you as you walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. "For fucks sake, you scared me for a second there..." You sighed exasperated.

Peter’s heart skipped a beat not expecting to come in such a moment. He looked away shyly and cleared his throat.

"I should've called before, right?" He said walking out of your room and using a web to pull the dog food towards him. "I remembered you said Archie almost ran out of food so I brought a new bag"

"Oh thank you, Pete!" You sighed relieved. "Yeah, I was gonna buy it later this week..." You said looking at the 44lb bag and then at him. "Thank you!" You said smiling at him before walking towards your room. "Give me 5 minutes while I change..."

"Sure, take your time" He said as he heard the door closing behind you and he headed to the livingroom, followed by Archie as he kept wiggling his tail at Peter.

Peter had grown familiar to your apartment, as the livingroom soon stopped looking like a ER. Since one day he accidentally fell into your fire escape and he'd begged you over and over again to not take him to the hospital, you turned out to be a drop out veterinarian student and knew enough to patch him up.

"Why did you quit?"

"It's a very stressing lifestyle...You try your best for the sake of the animals, and most people are ungrateful..." You told him among other things.

And while now you worked as an elementary teacher, you still retained most of your knowledge. Specially since Spiderman would often knock on your window, wounded and apologizing beforehand. And every time, you stitched him up without hesitation. Feeling bad for making you patch him up every time, he made sure to bring all the materials he used up, sutures, gauze, peroxide...And a few more things like May's banana bread, or donuts, even coffee.

"I'm sorry. I know this is one of the reasons you quit being a vet tech, but–"

"Hey, it's okay. I don't mind patching you up...You've proven to be a lot more grateful than many of the people I came across at the veterinarian hospital..."

Those words made something in him tick. And from then, he only fell more and more each time he knocked on your window.

Although, he never told you his name. For a good three months you just knew the face behind the mask, as well as most of his body as he often arrived with wounds in several parts of his body. But he always refused to tell you his name. You called him Spidey, or sometimes just Bug. And he soon started calling you Bug in return.

Especially one time he knocked on your window with an injured dog, calling your name.

"Please, help me. There was this warehouse on fire and he was trapped inside" He said desperately. "I know I should take it to an actual vet hospital, but I can't afford it, and I couldn't leave him behind"

It was the desperation in his words and the tears in his eyes that made broke your heart and made you do something about it instead you did what you could with what you had at home.

Lucky enough, the dog had a few burns in his paws and tail, nothing too serious, the rest of the dog was intact, except from a mild sore throat from breathing smoke.

And while the dog was resting and getting better, Spiderman went every single day to your apartment, mostly to see the dog and to thank you over and over again. His little food gifts were more than enough for you, but Peter didn't know how else to repay you.

"What will happen once the dog has fully healed" You asked him.

"I'd say put him up for adoption, but honestly...I'm too attached to him to give him up..."

"I can't keep him, Bug..." You whispered. "I can barely afford my own living..."

"Yeah...I know...Me too, also I can't have him at my apartment..."

Seeing that none of you wanted to give him up, and finding a home for him was hard, since finding a home for a medium adult dog wasnt as easy as finding a home for a puppy. You two somehow agreed on keeping the dog, but sharing the expenses. You let the dog stay at your place, walked him in the mornings before work, and got his vaccines covered with help from your friends from vet school, and Peter made sure the dog always had food, and bought him toys and treats. Whenever you had to leave for the weekend, Peter would stay at your place watching over the dog.

"How should we name him?" He asked.

"Something cute..." You purred. "He looks like...Peter, don't you think?"

"Don't name him that!"

"Why not? It's not like you–" You stopped as the penny dropped. "Your name is Peter?"

"What? No....no, no. My name is not–" He stuttered, sighing as he realized it was pointless at this point. "Yes, my name is Peter..." you burst out laughing.

"What a way to finally learn your name!" You chuckled and looked at him. "I stand by what I said earlier, Peter is a nice name"

"Thanks..."

"How about Archie?"

As you walked out of your room, wearing clean pajamas you greeted Peter with a smile, as he felt the air get knocked out of his lungs.

"You look comfy" He pointed out, looking at your shorts decorated with sheeps of all tones of white and brown.

"Thank you, I bought these pajamas at Costco!" You said making a dumb pose, with your shorts and matching shirt of a sheep jumping over a fence. Peter giggled. "Want to stay over for dinner?"

It wasn't the fanciest dinner. It consisted of microwave pizza with leftover salad you made earlier that day. But it was better than anything Peter could ask. Mostly because he had your company making the chewy pizza taste like one of the best things he'd had.

"Thank you, Bug" He purred, calling you by the affectionate nickname he decided to call you. "For dinner"

"Thank you for Archie's food"

"It's nothing..." He said looking at you with a gentle smile with eyes that seemed to melt with adoration. "I should go, it's getting late, and you work early tomorrow"

"Sure..." You murmured, looking away from his gorgeous dark eyes as you hoped he'd stayed a little longer.

You walked him towards your room, as your window was his preferred main door. Stopping in front of your window, he spun on his toes and looked at you, holding his mask on one hand, as he gently brushed your cheek with his free hand's finger.

"See you soon?" He asked as you met his stare and nodded.

"You're always welcome, you know that. You don't even have to wait for me to get home, my window is always open. You can just pop in and play with Archie or take him for a walk or...whatever" You said, as Peter smirked, knowing this speech by heart as you often told him over and over again he could come in whenever he pleased.

"Thanks" He said as he turned around, holding his mask now in both hands, as he was ready to jump out the window, but something was stopping him.

An intrusive thought.

"Is everything alright?" You asked, noticing the way he stood there staring at his hands.

"Hm? Yeah..." He sighed, shaking his head. "Ah, fuck it" He said as he turned around, facing you again and stared into your confused gaze. "Hypothetically speaking...What would you do if I..." He cleared his throat. "Lets say, kiss you?"

Your eyes widened as your cheeks soon started burning and blushing. "I-I...Don't know" You purred. "Why don't we figure it out?" He smiled at your shy response as he threw his mask to your bed and cupped your face at once.

He'd be lying if he said he'd never fantasised of this moment before. Kissing you for the first time. Although, not even in his wildest dreams it felt as good as it did now.

His lips pressing against yours delicately as you kissed him back right away. Lips shyly locking together as you figured out each other's pace. Your heart igniting as you wrapped your arms around him, bringing him closer as he mirrored your movements. Melting into each other's embrace as the undisclosed feelings you had for one another finally surfaced mixed in that kiss. It was tender, shy, and it was so sweet.

He hummed, breaking the kiss as he cupped your face gently. "Thanks"

"For what?" You chuckled softly, meeting his chocolate eyes.

"Everything" He said. "Patching me up, helping Archie, keeping my secret, the shared puppyhood, being you..."

You smiled and looked away feeling slightly flustered as you hugged him and hid your face in his chest.

"No need to thank me..." You replied as he hugged you back, kissing the top of your head. "I'm happy to help"

[rawrroarart]

Hi everyone, semi-important update regarding this blog and why I don't post as often. I say semi because if you're just a casual looker of my blog, you can disregard this because nothing in my blog will change and I'll still be here.

But for the rest of you interested in reading more, I do have a lil potential treat at the end of this post, but it's a little long-winded to get to that point since I'm going to vent a little about my art. Though whether you read my ramble or not, you are free to claim the treat at the end (it's only a potential treat because it's based on if you even like it LOL). I'll be posting in the LWA tag, as I pretty much am a LWA blog, but I do apologize for clogging the place with something a bit unrelated, and this should be the last time I do it

Anyway if you're still reading let's get to it:

So obviously I've been dead in my blog and I hardly, if ever, post art. Now I guess it's normal to see something like this for blogs, as life gets in the way for most people and things just start to faze out. Circle of life or whatever. But truth to be told, I am still very much interested in drawing often, and as of late my life isn't even currently "in the way" that would prevent me from doing so. So why aren't I posting more frequently or even drawing at all if even on my own?

Drawing isn't fun.

That's really misleading, but let me clarify: I have too high of an expectation for myself, and with so many people watching, I get overwhelmed and even nauseous really about not churning out my absolute best All the Time. My situation obviously isn't unique or special or anything, and is of absolute no fault to you or anyone else following me. And I know, of course, no one is telling me to always churn out 100%, but it's the fear inside me to not disappoint even one of you, and I try to be a perfectionist and people-please all at once. Trying to draw like this isn't fun.

Aside from that, I also have huge issues regarding "spamming" people with my posts. This is a honestly stupid issue because no one is forced to follow me, and I know people are here because they want to be here, but I just can't help but feel bad when I post too frequently, especially combined with content that's subpar. Even this post alone I feel guilty about, since no one really "signed up" for a whole rant about inadequacy, but I figured it would be good for me especially for what treat I mentioned earlier.

These two issues together make up part of the whole sha-bang of my standstill. I get stressed if my content isn't up to standard and I get stressed if I post too often. So I just do nothing. And the more I do nothing the more stressed I get about having to be even better than the last time I've drawn, because it's obviously been so long that I must have improved on my own! (I haven't)

Anyway what does that bring us to? What is my attempt of a solution? Something obviously needs to happen to fix this, and I just want to have fun creating content again. So here's the "treat" that I mentioned earlier: I have a new art blog or should I say a doodle/scrap blog, and you are free to join me on my new journey.

How is this different from my current art blog, you ask? Well for one thing, it's going to be mainly for doodles, blurbs, anything I want really. The real kicker is that I also won't be tagging my posts (maybe occasionally if it's funny enough), so they shouldn't reach a bigger audience and spam the designated tags they would be in (like LWA). I can also more appropriately convince myself that, if you followed me, you especially are consenting to a bunch of posts (if I even post that much ha), and I'll also hold a soft spot for you LOL

You also don't have to follow me, as I'm sure a lot of my doodles will make their way to my art blog here, but in the form of one singular post labeled "doodle dump" or something. So no ones really "missing out" on anything. Following the new blog just gives you first access to whatevers going on with me

Note: I will still be posting art I put a lot of effort into on this blog!!

Of course this is all experimental, and it could all just go to shit, but I want to try to do something to get out of my slump. And before you ask "why can't you just draw without posting," it's because I thrive on validation also which is also why I get put in a standstill LOL. So yes please follow me if you'd like, I would be happy.

On another note, I'm also planning to purchase an ipad to actually have a better way of drawing, as my current digital art set up is really janky, laggy, and off-putting that it makes me not want to try either. But apple's art app looks so nice and seems perfect for me. I've set up my kofi to accept donations with a milestone if you wanted to lend a helping hand. It should be linked in my bio!

Anyway yea thanks for reading this far and supporting me. I'll do my best to keep producing content and improve my skills.

Tl;dr If you're here for the "treat," I have a new doodle blog but you consent to no thoughts head empty if you follow it. I'm also looking to buy an ipad sometime.

[twopoppies]

Hiiii! (again feel VERY free not to publish, I'm not trying to stress anyone out or hurt anyone's feelings) but yes!! i agree, adele and lil nas and ed sheeran and taylor swift and anyone in the realm that harry wants to be in ARE ruthlessly ambitious. To pretend otherwise is just... wildly naive to me i guess? In what it takes to reach that level of success. I think that was my point? So it's so weird to me when people are sooooooo defensive of harry. Like... he *does* do things that many of his fans probably wouldn't like. People react to any criticism of him like he's some kind of underdog but he's so BELOVED in main stream culture that it makes me be like wut? (I guess that's the point of my original ask, it reminds me of christians being like WE'RE SO PERSECUTED!!!! while most people in the U.S. are christians).

Could you maybe talk about why you don't think that's an interesting/important lens through which to view success? Is it just because it's so obvious? Because I always get the vibe from a lot of the fandom that Harry just happened into extreme stardom without any planning or free will of his own.

Oh and just a small example, but in terms of carelessness, I would say I think Townes is an example of that. He unleashed the fandom on her, and when asked if he warned her, he explicitly said no. I also think he lifted Bukowksi (blah) imagery directly from his poems (you flower, you feast/// this thing upon me like a flower and a feast) without really crediting it, as just another example. Not malicious, but careless.

I truly don't think any of this makes Harry "bad" (though i don't really view people in terms of good or bad) but it makes discussions surrounding him very defensive and flat when everything even slightly negative is ignored because someone wants him to be perfect.

I think I just disagree with the adjective "ruthless" because it denotes having or showing no pity or compassion for others. I just have never seen anything about Harry that gives me the impression that's how he is. He's said if he's going to play, he wants to win. I'd describe him maybe as fiercely competitive. Or profoundly ambitious. I don't know... the word ruthless is so negative that it becomes difficult to have a balanced conversation about it if that's how you see things.

But I hear what you're saying about people being being very defensive about him. That's a layered issue, I think. Part of it is the fractured nature of this fandom. There are so many people who claim to love him, yet turn on him and turn on people who support him, the second something happens. As I said earlier, if you're not condemning him, you're accused of babying him or putting him on a pedestal. I just think there's a middle ground. I also think people often feel as if they're being personally attacked if their fave is attacked. Like, he has to be perfect or somehow I'm a bad person for liking him.

In addition to all of this, I think people can get defensive about him because there's a narrative that a certain faction of the fandom created and pushes that he actually is ruthless and not only broke up the band to have solo stardom without regard to the other guys, but also created babygate in order to ruin Louis, and continues to try and sabotage him (in cahoots with Rob Stringer and the Azoffs). If that's who you believe Harry to be, then please unfollow me because that's such a disgusting thing to say about anyone and there's literally no basis in reality for any of it.

Maybe it's because I've been here for a such a long time that I never see people acting as though he just stumbled into his success. That, to me, is just silly. He's clearly been groomed for this since he was 16 – regardless of whether he was always aware of it, or always wanted it. He had to have realized fairly early on what was going on. Just the fact that he was connecting himself with the Azoffs as early as 2014 gives you an idea that he knew he was going to need big guns behind him to get what he wanted.

As far as Townes is concerned, I doubt that she wasn't told. Just because he said that in the BTA doesn't mean it's true. That would just be bizarre behavior. And from people I know who knew her, she seemed just fine (and also never dated him). Expecting a songwriter to credit imagery from poetry or books or art that inspired them seems like overkill to me. I just think Sony isn't looking to get sued, shit like that would be talked about and sent to lawyers etc. if it was deemed an issue. I mean, Hootie and The Blowfish basically put a whole verses of Dylan's Idiot Wind into their song, Only Wanna Be With You. Dylan was asked, and was fine with it for years, then later decided he wanted money. I'm sure Bukowski's heirs would do the same if they were bothered. Again, I don't think that's necessarily Harry's job. That's why labels have copyright attorneys on staff.

I don't think we should treat him as if he's perfect, but I do think there's so much we don't know about how things are run behind the scenes. It's fine to dislike the way his team handles things and it's fine to complain about it when they've fucked up. And yes, Harry can take his share of the blame when his team messes up. They're "his team" after all. I just think a lot of people have a hard time balancing it all – it becomes all or nothing. He's either perfect or he's the worst. And the truth is, he's neither. But I enjoy him and his music and the way he presents himself, and he makes me happy. So I'm happy being a fan. 

in reference to this

[everyjirou]

Concerning Art & Writing Requests

Hi. Althea here. I'm gonna try, keyword try to draw art requests. I will do it on either physical paper or digitally. I will also do writing requests as long as they are not NSFW. I like writing, and I like drawing, so I wanted to open up my "comissions" for it. No payment needed, because I don't know how that works and I'm not gonna ask for money.

Concerning Screenshots

I have finished screen recording all of Heroes Rising, and will upload the screenshots of Jiro from there before I do anything regarding Season 6. I might even do World Heroes Mission beforehand, considering it'll be a while for Season 6 to air all of Jiro's scenes. It all just depends on what the anime shows of her. However, I am intending on doing the other movies AND the OVA's as well. I don't know if the OVA's were shown here, I'd have to check.

Concerning... well, me.

I am not doing so well. Physically was always no, because *enter some crappy scoliosis joke here*. I know it's probably a TMI, but I feel like it should be known. I have depression, anxiety, and ADHD. I am attempting to manage them all, but it's hard sometimes. My grandma has a heart condition, and my mom has a tumor. I apologize for being so absent, and I have explained this before, but much less detailed. I am attempting to manage my personal life and my online life, and it can prove to be a bit of a challenge at times. My mom recently got some results back after her surgery, and from the sounds of it, they're not so good. My grandma is constantly bruising and getting hurt from the medication she's on that keeps her heart from blocking up the veins, and it's rather worrisome(?). I apologize for dumping all this out there, as it may seem like I'm just venting, but I did want to let you all know of my situation since I do tend to just up and vanish quite often. This ordeal with my family isn't recent, as it happened in summer of 2021, but it's still happening and it's still affecting me. I hope you all can understand my lack of appearances from these events, and I hope you can understand my situation if not respect it. I am trying my hardest, and depending, I may need to take a break if needed. Again, I apologize for dumping this all out there, but I feel that it needed to be said and acknowledged since so many people follow this account.

Now, don't feel hesitant!

Just because I ranted there for a second doesn't mean you have to hesitate with talking to me or requesting anything. I do not mind doing requests and talking. It helps me wind down and distracts me from reality. It's a stress reliever! I like doing things I enjoy. I like making people happy. So please do not hesitate to talk with me or request anything. I don't bite. The most I do is send memes. I appreciate the amount of support this account has gotten, from before I joined and to now. I hope to continue to keep delivering Jiro content! Oh, that's another thing.

Regarding my spelling.

I spell the character names a bit different from others, I guess? Some examples would be,

Katsuki Bakugo

Kyoka Jiro

Eijiro Kirishima

Ochaco Uraraka

Maybe it's because I'm American, who knows. Eh, I don't really think it matters all that much, but I thought it should also be known I spell it a lil differently than other peeps. Anyways, that's my rant/post. Thank you all for your time and I love every single one of you!

~ ♡ althea

[xpeachesncream]

restart | four

[ SEQUEL TO PERFECTLY WRONG ] | [ series masterlist ]

summary: as you and taehyung start to build your life together post graduation, things become more complicated than what you expected it to be. while taehyung struggles with his inner demons, you’ve become the sole supporter, the pillar, juggling different jobs to keep you two afloat. your love for each other has been put to the test as your relationship continues to face hurdles - hurdles that have you questioning whether or not your relationship will make it through.

pairing: reader x fiancé!kth

genre: post grad au, established relationship au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 4.8k

warnings: cussing/mature language, jealousy, lots of insecurities and overthinking, angst, crying, bar scene, alcohol consumption, flashback scene in the middle of the chapter, a lil sprinkle of fluff, implied sexual content, bickering/arguments

note: honestly, this was ALSO not supposed to get this long but like… 🙃 here we are lol

tags: @enchantaeduniverse​ @thedarkwinterrose​ @sapphirejeon​ @jwlmnbt​ @bluesharksandfish​ @ra-mun-e @brightcolorsoffendme​ @jungcrookthecookbook​ @sunniejinnie​ (please message me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

"Okay, I think that's it." You said, hands on your hips as you and Jungkook walked through your door for the final time.

"What are you selling, the world?" He huffs and puffs.

"For someone who works out often, you complain a lot." He rolls his eyes playfully.

"Where's Tae?"

"Sleeping still." He nods.

"Oh, okay. Ready to go then?" You nodded silently as you grabbed your bag to hitch a ride to the café with Jungkook since he was working today. He starts to talk about the girl who works with you two and how he thinks she's a little cutiepie. He has such a silly crush on her that his cheeks are lightly rose tinted every time he talks about certain encounters they've had. You're happy to see him happy, and you tell him to keep pursuing it since she's a super sweet girl. However, part of you is sad solely because you couldn't say you were 100% happy at this moment. You wish you were, but these problems were hindering you from feeling complete. You just wanted to get past this page in the book.

As soon as you both get to the cafe, you start unloading his trunk and getting everything inside. Jungkook claims he has the last two bags covered, so you walk to the back and take breather just to gather yourself before setting up. But you truly didn't expect to lose it right then and there.

"Okay! I got all the— Y/N?" Jungkook instantly worries when he sees you crying into your hands in the backroom and hurries over to you. "Hey, woah. What's going on?" He gets in front of you, gently trying to pry your hands off of your face.

"Fuck, I'm sorry." You continue to cry as he successfully removes your hands from your face.

"Sorry for what? What's going on?" He wipes your tears with his sweater and lifts your chin to look at you in the eye.

"Nothing."

"The day barely started and you're already crying in the backroom." He says softly. "Don't try and lie to me."

"I just don't know what's going on between me and Tae and it's stressing me out."

"What's going on? Same stuff?" You nod, tears still streaming down your cheeks. You tell him about how he had been super weird about taking Jimin's help and how you both got into a huge argument about it. Then, you told him how last night ended [sparing your poor bestfriend the details] and how you couldn't help but feel used because he simply dismissed you, which is very unlike Taehyung when it comes to arguments and disagreements. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I know he's going through a rough time, but Tae also needs to respect you and look at you as his partner, not someone who's also attacking him or against him. Do you want me to talk to him?"

"No." Simply, no. Because you never get your friends involved like that. You just don't, no matter how much they wanna help. "He looks at me like I am, especially after this whole Jimin thing. I don't wanna say it's stupid because I don't wanna discredit his feelings, but god. Like, should I just do this on my own? Tell Jimin to forget it?"

"No." Jungkook shakes his head. "You're already getting a good start on your goals, Y/N. Don't let that go because of everything going on. Give him some time and space."

"I have been. For awhile now." You sat, feeling completely defeated already, tears still coming down your cheeks.

"Here, I'll go set up and I can take over the table for a bit. I'll ask Isabella if she can cover for a quick second." He stands in front of you, hands out to help support you as if you had lost your footing.

"No, I'll be fine—"

"Y/N, just sit. Okay?" He gives off a small sigh. "Just sit for a second and let yourself take a breather." He gently sits you down and makes sure you don't get up by slowly backing away from you.

"Kook, this isn't Marco Polo."

"I'm just trying to make sure you don't run off because you're stubborn!"

"Hey!" Isabella comes running in, a little confused as to what's happening.

"Hey, can you cover me at the front for a bit?" Jungkook stands back upright in a normal position to ask her sweetly, hands tucked behind his back as he bounced on his feet. This boy.

"Yeah, of course Jungkook." She blushes.

"Thanks. I'll be right back." He gives you a quick look before dashing off. You lay your head onto your arms as they rest on the table, a small headache forming at the center of your forehead.

"You okay, Y/N?" Isabella asks softly as she puts her things away.

"Yeah, sorry. Just a really weird day yesterday."

"I'm sorry." You feel her hand caress your back. "Let me know if you need anything, okay?" She says before shuffling herself out of the room. To be honest, you had no idea what was going on with you, and why you were feeling this way. You were just so sick and tired. Sick and tired of being sick and tired.

This was slowly taking a toll on you, and you weren't even sure if Taehyung realized what he was doing was hurting you in the process.

He can't say he does.

Tae set the weights down back onto the rack aggressively before sitting on the bench, watching Jimin finish his set. They had been working out after lunch, Jimin calling him shortly after Taehyung had fully woken up.

"Are you gonna go to the café after this?" Tae shrugged.

"I don't know, Y/N said she didn't need help and wouldn't be there all day."

"You won't even visit for a bit?" Jimin asks. Usually Tae was rushing to get back to you, but he knew everything that had been going on had been affecting your relationship to an extent.

"We'll see."

"You two coming to the bars tonight then?"

"What are we celebrating again?"

"Nothing. Just getting together like old times. I told Kook, Hobi and Yoongi. They're down." Tae nodded.

"Joon, too?"

"Joon, too."

"Me and Y/N will probably go but I don't think we'll stay long. She has to do that thing at the school—" He scratched his head. "The thing— the exhibit and talking to incoming art students or whatever." Jimin chuckled at how Tae couldn't get his words out.

"It's not whatever."

"You know that's not what I mean." Tae rolled his eyes at him, annoyed all over again at how Jimin had been kissing your ass lately. Cause fuck, the way Jimin had been painting himself as a knight in shining armor, an angel even, was pissing him the fuck off. It made him feel like he wasn't doing enough to support you, or like you couldn't turn to him for help. He hated that feeling, even though he had been rude as hell and showing it in a different way.

"That's fine. Just come out and hang out for a bit." Jimin sighed as he sat on the bench next to him, drinking some water before placing the bottle back down on the ground. "You two doing okay?"

"Yeah, what makes you think we aren't?" Tae asks, getting defensive. Jimin quickly eyes him, reading his body language. He knew Taehyung so well - so fucking well that he knew almost immediately when things were taking a toll on him. Things liiiike.. his parents. As a prime example. Jimin knew Taehyung and his parents obviously didn't have the best relationship, and he knew he took things to heart whenever his father got on him about stupid shit [just like he did over that dinner]. Taehyung wasn't one to show emotion much; he liked showing people he was mentally tough and that he could handle whatever came his way. For the most part, it was true. But, Jimin and Namjoon also knew he wasn't always like that, especially when it came to things that mattered the most to him - his family and you. Taehyung hated to admit it but his family's opinion of him was important no matter what. He was hard on himself because he wanted them to be proud. He wanted to actually feel like he had been doing something good for once. He was still longing for that feeling no matter what he said or did. It was a never-ending battle; like a plot with no happy ending in sight.

"I'm just asking." Jimin threw up his hands, showing that he wasn't suggesting anything behind the harmless question.

"We're fine. I know she's been stressed lately because of work and her art."

"Mmm."

"It's funny." Taehyung chuckles at himself.

"What's funny?" Jimin laughed a bit, confused.

"I didn't expect to be caught up in her like this. After Hana, messing around with all these girls. She's my fucking fiancé."

"Yeah and you better not fuck that up." Jimin stands to gather his things.

"You sound like my dad." Tae jokes, even though he was pretty offended.

"I'm sorry, didn't mean to." Jimin instantly apologizes, knowing everyone had been walking on eggshells around Taehyung lately. "She's a good girl, you've got it good."

Taehyung softly smiles at the thought of you, but he wasn't gonna lie, he was hurt by Jimin's statement. Call him sensitive or whatever, but he wasn't feeling the fact that people were constantly looking at him as a fuck up and hinting at it. It seemed to be a reoccurring theme lately. "You ready?" Tae sighs before grabbing his stuff. They get into his car, departing from the gym to make their way to Jimin's so he can get dropped off before Tae heads home. Taehyung replays yesterday's events in his head, which instantly irks him all over again. But, he has such a soft spot for you that he feels terrible for having been too harsh about it. He was still upset, and he wasn't gonna let up on his feelings. But he knew he should have been better about how he approached it. He knew better than that. He's learned to do better.

➤ FLASHBACK

Taehyung excitedly parks his car at the café to surprise you for your pop up today. He had been working endlessly to finish off finals strongly, and he had been so busy that he hadn't really gotten a chance to help you or support you. He felt terrible about it because you were his babygirl and he wanted nothing but to spoil you for all the hardwork you've been putting in.

He creeps up behind you, bouquet of flowers hidden behind his back. "Excuse me, miss." He says lowly near your ear.

"Holy fuck!" You say as he startles you. "Babe, what the hell! Don't do that!" He laughs.

"What's cookin', goodlookin'?" He wiggles his eyebrows, making you chuckle. "These are for you." He smiles toothlessly as he hands you the pretty bouquet. "And your favorite!" He hands you a Mcflurry cup.

You squeal. "Oreo Mcflurry! Aw, thank you baby." You place a quick kiss on his lips. "But don't ever scare me like that!" You playfully hit his chest, causing him to erupt in laughter.

"You should've seen your face."

"Ha-ha, very funny." You rolled your eyes, causing him to pinch your cheeks.

"How's it going?"

"Welp, I'm almost out for the day." You giggle. "I, uh, may have underestimated." You look down at his hoodie, realizing it was one of the hoodies you had made for a previous collection you sold at Jin's. "Waaaow, cute sweater, who made it?"

"Mm, I don't know if you know her. Her name's Y/N."

"Uh huh?" You nod, hand on your hip, waiting to hear more.

"She stands about this tall." He lowers himself close to the ground, causing you to laugh. "Cute, right? She's beautiful, incredibly smart and sexy. Brilliant visual designer and illustrator. Packed with hella attitude." He pretends to ponder on his thoughts. "I could go on about her, really. She's one of a kind."

"Cute. She must feel lucky." You smile.

"I know, I'd feel lucky if I knew me too." You roll your eyes and playfully hit him. "Ah, I'm kidding." He pulls you into a hug. "I keep this sweater in my trunk."

"Oh, so you keep it in your trunk just for emergency wear?" You sarcastically ask as he holds you from behind.

"Yeah, and cause it's the only sweater I'd choose to wear out of the hundreds I own." You smile up at him. "Mhm, not gonna try and win that one." He places a big, sloppy kiss on your cheek before pulling away. "Show me. How can I help my pretty baby today?"

➤ END FLASHBACK

"Hey, I can't stay out late tonight because of the event tomorrow."

"Yeah, I know." Taehyung says softly.

"Please don't drink too much."

"I wooooooon't." He whines with a small sigh, also slightly offended at that statement. He didn't know what it was, maybe it was the fact that his own father painted him in such a negative light that everything seemed off to him lately. Like people were just out to get him or constantly looking down at him and his actions. A personal attack at who he was. It was slowly piling up for him and he wasn't sure how much more of it he could take.

You prepared a quick dinner while he hopped in the shower. You set his plate aside before taking a look at the mail that had come in today.

Bills, bills and more bills.

You sighed to yourself as it felt like you had just paid things off, but clearly not. Moving into Taehyung's wasn't the greatest idea, being that his space was much more expensive than yours. But, he did have the space you needed for your work. There was money left, but you knew it wouldn't last forever. You hated tapping into your savings and whipping out your credit cards because you wanted to keep yourself clean as much as possible. However, that was proven difficult as of late. It was a sacrifice, especially since Taehyung had cut off his mother's help. Taehyung's pride was such a curse sometimes.

You shook your head, already finalizing the fact that you would deal with it later. You had began to set your things aside for the new student event tomorrow morning. You figured you'd get there early to set up and make your table at neat and cute, so you didnt have to worry much about it right now.

Taehyung comes out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, hair slicked back and wet. You turn to face him, your eyes wandering down to his chest and bottom area. God, why was he so beautiful? It wasn't fair. You loved him so much that you could crumble even being upset. He talks a whole lot about you being the death of him, when really, this man is going to be the death of you. Truly. There's no debate about it.

Getting to the bar, you both immediately spot your friends in the corner, a huge tower of beer decorating the center of the table. Jimin is the first to stand, coming towards you two with a huge smile on his face.

"Friends!" Jimin yells. "Drink!" He says, holding up two shot glasses.

"Fuck, man." Taehyung says taking the glass. "We just got here."

"So! Y/N needs to be home early remember?" He watches wide-eyed as you two take the shot and make sour faces at each other.

"Okay, I'm good." You say, being that you were the DD tonight. Taehyung could enjoy himself if he wanted to [to an extent], but you definitely needed to be in tip top shape to be a good role model to those incoming art students tomorrow.

Throughout the night, the bar starts to get packed from end to end, you and your friends staying at the table and keeping to yourselves. You could tell Taehyung was crossing the line of pretty fucking drunk, which somewhat bothered you. You literally just told him to take it easy tonight - just for one night - so you could do what you need to do tomorrow.

"Hey." Jimin comes next to you, swinging his arm over your shoulder like he always does. "One more shot?" You give him a toothless smile. Ugh, why the hell not? Your man was drunk, and Jimin had only been helpful lately. You could at least return the favor by taking a shot with him.

"What are we drinking to?"

"You." He smiles. "Your shop. Your art. It'll only go up from here, yeah?" He rose his shot glass up before clinking it against yours and taking it to the neck.

"Mkay, that does it for me." You chuckle. "Thanks for the shot."

"No problem. You doing okay?"

"Yeah, I'm good." You looked at your watch. "Should probably get out of here soon, but Tae looks like he's enjoying himself. I don't wanna drag him out of here."

"We can just bring him home." You shake your head worriedly.

"I don't wanna leave without him." Jimin chuckles and looks over at Taehyung.

"He'll be okay and you'll be just fine tomorrow. Besides, you can make up all the bullshit in the world to tell the incoming students, they'll believe it either way."

"That's mean." You chuckle.

"Come. Let's dance!" Jimin says, leading the way to the empty space near the table. Everyone gets up to dance, Taehyung slipping himself behind you, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

"Can I at least get one minute with my lady without Jimin interrupting?" He says in your ear.

"Taehyung." You flatly say, looking back at him.

"That's your mad face." He holds you tightly from behind as he sways you from side to side.

"I'm not mad."

"Mhm." He kisses the back of your head. "Why don't you have fun with me for a little? We'll go home after this." You couldn't even stay mad at him, with that fucking frustratingly handsome face of his. He was definitely drunk though, you could smell the whiskey lingering on his breath as he danced with you for a bit. You let him be, just so you wouldn't trigger anything within drunk Taehyung. Everyone around you was having a good time, the feeling of nostalgia hitting you pretty hard. You missed the days where you could get together and go to parties after a long week of school. Or, when you would tease the fuck out of Taehyung as his fuckbuddy during parties, or at the clubs. You know, before graduation and responsibilities happened.

But as one hour turned into two, and two turned into three, you found yourself getting restless. It was nearing 2AM and you had to be at the school by 8am - even earlier just to set your table up. You made your way to the bathroom, hoping Tae would get the point and start getting himself ready to leave.

Right.

Once you were out the bathroom, he'd realize you had been gone for a little and start saying his goodbye's. He'd realize time got to the best of him. Right?

"It's a fucking good time tonight!" Jimin tells Namjoon, laughing with him as he watches Joon act a fool with his dance moves.

"I'm sure it is, since you've been in Y/N's space the entire night." Taehyung says it jokingly, but he doesn't realize it only comes off that way in his head. Jimin furrows his brows at him, his high quickly dying with Taehyung's unnecessary comment.

"Don't start with all that. Not tonight. Everyone's having a good time--"

"Or what, Jimin?" Taehyung chuckles like the petty ass he can be. "You know it's true. Don't you think it's a little disrespectful to be crossing boundaries?"

"Hey, let's step back for a bit." Jungkook lightly tugs on Taehyung's arm as he hears the conversation going south quickly. But Taehyung breaks from his grip, stepping forward towards Jimin.

"You really think I would do that to you?"

"Haven't you already? Swinging your arms around her and shit, being all angelic--"

"Tae, come on. That's enough. Don't." Namjoon steps in the middle. "Let's go outside to get some air."

"You really wanna make me look that bad in front of my own girl?" Jimin lightly pushes him away, Taehyung getting too into his space.

"Enough." Namjoon shakes his head, aggressively stepping in the way to create distance. Taehyung shakes his head and walks off, the rest of the group watching as he walks. You finish off in the bathroom, assuming Tae was already getting ready to go. However, you realize your assumption of leaving by the time you're back is absolutely incorrect because when you get to the table, Taehyung is nowhere to be seen.

"Where's Tae?" Kook looks at you frazzled, before his eyes begin to pan the room again.

"Look, don't freak out, but him and Jimin just got into it and he walked off."

"What the hell do you mean they got into it and he walked off?"

"It's nothing, Tae is just drunk—" Kook squeezes your wrist and shakes his head.

"No, it's not just nothing because you and I both know how he's been feeling lately." You run your hand through your hair. "What did he say?"

"He just got into it about Jimin getting close to you lately, and how he felt like he was disrespecting boundaries." You sigh heavily.

"Fuck."

"We have an issue." Namjoon comes back from out of the blue. "He's not around."

"What do you mean?! Where did he go?" You run your hand through your hair.

"Okay, let's not panic." Jungkook tries to relax you. "Let me go check the bathrooms." Namjoon nods as he continues to look around the room.

"Please? We should get home." He nods to you before he's off to check for Tae in the bathroom. You stand near the table awkwardly, worry filling you quickly the more time passes.

"Hey, you okay? What can I do?" Hobi squeezes your arm, his face flushed with a red tint from how tipsy he is. You give him a small, reassuring smile and nod to try and keep calm.

"I honestly don't know anymore, but I'll be good. I think. We're just gonna look for him and head home."

"Is Kookie looking in the bathroom?" You nod. At this point, you catch a glimpse of Jungkook coming back alone.

"Jungkook?"

"I'm sorry, I couldn't find him in there. I swear I tried."

"So, where the hell is he?" Jungkook shrugs.

"Lets check around again. I won't leave until we find him."

"Have you tried to call him?" You had already beaten Yoongi's question, calling Taehyung's phone only to see his phone vibrating and ringing on the fucking table. "Hm, okay. Maybe not."

"Fuck." You snatch Taehyung's phone from the table. "Is he serious right now? It's about to be 2:30AM. How the fuck can he get lost at this time?"

"Y/N just go home, we'll find him and bring him home." Jimin says, coming back from roaming around the place.

"No, I'm not leaving here without him."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen." He says, looking at you in the eye. Although he was pretty fucking pissed, he couldn't help but worry about him either. No matter what, that was still his bestfriend. He didn't want anything to happen to him.

"It's not your fault."

"We need to check around the neighborhood." Jungkook suddenly comes back and grabs your arm. You follow him, Yoongi, Hobi, Namjoon and Jimin outside of the bar, the cold hitting your skin harshly.

"Let's split." Namjoon says. Jimin and Hobi split, Namjoon and Yoongi sticking together to go down a different path. You kept yourself close to Jungkook, knowing there were all sorts of drunk ass men out at this hour and you weren't helping wearing a tiny ass skirt and a deep cut shirt.

"Cutiepie, let me come holla!" A dude yells as he tries to swing his arm around your waist. Jungkook easily pushes him off, glaring at him.

"Back the fuck up." He spits out, your bestfriend coming to your rescue amongst the sea of men you're encountering on the sidewalk right now. He throws his jacket over your shoulders, hoping to shield you from them and the cold. "Your outfit." Jungkook frowns, a little worried.

"I mean, I didn't expect to lose Tae tonight." Once you had gotten to a quieter part of the street, you come from behind to walk beside him. "Where the hell could he have gone?" You whine. You're more worried for his safety and wellbeing right now more than anything and all you wanted to do was find him and bring him home, even though you were slightly worrying about yourself and how things would go tomorrow. You could give him an earful later. It could wait.

"He couldn't have gone far." You both continue down the street, heading towards your car, hoping he may be around the area. Jimin calls to check in, saying him and Hobi hadn't caught sight of him yet, and the same thing goes for Yoongi and Joon. You almost want to cry when you don't see Taehyung near your car, but Jungkook ends up walking further down towards the park near your parking spot. "Y/N! Here!" He calls out, running towards an individual slumped over on their knees on a bench. "Taehyungie?" Jungkook sits next to him and shakes him a bit.

"Shit dude, I just kept walking then I suddenly had no idea where I was at." He drunkily says as you sit next to him and sigh heavily.

"No one said you had to do that, Tae."

"I just needed some air."

"Yeah and look where that got you, it's close to 3AM." You respond, irritated.

"Y/N." Jungkook says softly, shaking his head at you as if he were signaling for you to quit with your attitude. "Let's go back to the car." Jungkook watches him stand up and wobble a bit, but eases up when he realizes Taehyung is capable of walking himself to the car. You three get back safely, letting the others know that you had found him before driving Jungkook back towards the club so he can meet with everyone else. You quickly thank him for his support before driving off to head home.

The car is incredibly cold, and silent.

"Love, I'm sorry. I just needed air and got lost." He breaks the silence.

"I see that." You say softly as you drive home, keeping your eyes glued to the road in front of you.

3:23AM.

"Please don't be mad." He gives your thigh gentle squeeze. "I just got a little into my head tonight." You sighed, gently removing his hand from your thigh.

"Taehyung, I'm your fiancé, I'm doing this with you and only you. Do you even understand how worried I was? You just walked off, without your phone. Without saying anything to me. Just cause you got in your head for no reason."

"I'm sorry." He repeats at a whisper. You don't say anything else for the rest of the drive home. You silently park the car and head to the apartment, Taehyung sluggishly following behind you. He knows you're bothered, knowing it's closing to 3:30AM and you had an early morning. Honestly, he didn't realize how drunk he was until he had gotten himself into that argument with Jimin then got lost, especially without his phone. The fact that he had made you worry and stress like that made him feel terrible, especially after these past few days. You could have easily left, but you didn't leave without him even if it was this late. He instantly just wanted to cuddle you and tell you how sorry he was.

You quietly get ready for bed and line your things up by the door, just so it would be an easy quick and grab as you head out in the morning. You slip yourself into the sheets, Taehyung following shortly after he gets himself ready for bed. He shuts off all the lights and grabs himself a water bottle to sit by his nightstand before slipping in next to you.

"I love you." He whispers against your ear, wrapping his arms around you. But you don't respond. He peeks over to see your eyes shut, silently sighing to himself as he nuzzled his head against the nape of your neck. He knows you aren't fast asleep yet, and it hurts him that you hadn't said it back. You both just knew exactly how to love each other well, but also push each other's buttons. But, maybe, it was true - he was just fucking up left and right lately. Enough for you to go to bed without saying 'I love you' back.

'cause baby if i find a way, i'm sure of it, this love won't stray; just give me a chance to say i love you, and i need you. now are you here to stay, or fade away like every other day? you're the reason that i lie awake

track two: 3AM - finding hope

[quinncupine]

Hiiii quinn! I never realised you did requests but if it would be fine (and also because its my sole goal) could you do a boom boom boi and izubby with having their own cat or dog as a pet??? I'm seriously thinking that boom boom boi would be both a cat and dog person, don't u agree? (Ily lots and don't feel pressured to do this if you have a lot of stuff going on!)

Hi Dorki! I'm finally making my way through my requests and I was really excited to write this one! Okay, hope you like it!

Quinns Masterlist

Wanna request something?

The Boys with Pets

Word Count: 1,750

Featuring: Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugo!

Warnings: dogs, cats, cursing

Izuku Midoriya

Now Izuku loves pretty much all animals, but I can totally see him getting a dog. Dogs are loyal and full of energy just like a certain green-haired hero. The perfect duo.

He would probably rescue one from the pound, the one with the biggest, saddest, cutest eyes because how could he not? But someone has to go with him because he'd try to rescue them all if there was no one there to stop him. Once a hero, always a hero I suppose.

I'm thinking for names, he would definitely pick a name that reflects his favorite heroes. Don't be surprised if he names his dog something super cheesy like Mighty or Rocky…

Wait, okay, I've decided, he names his dog Mighty and that is the hill I will die on.

The life of a hero is quite busy so when he goes off on long missions, he drops the dog off at his mom's house. Inko has fallen in love with this sweet pup, so much so that she sometimes begs him to stop by with the dog for a visit. It's the closest thing she's got to grandbabies at the moment, she'll take what she can get :)

Now, this cute pup draws in the attention of just about everyone so he's gotten an influx of attention and a few numbers slipped in his hand during their walks, much to his flustered surprise.

Best wingman ever.

This dog goes on regular runs with Izuku and sometimes even helps him with training. I'm thinking a Collie or an Aussie would just be the perfect fit for him to keep up with his personality and lifestyle. He needs an active dog!

I can see it now, he goes on his daily morning runs with this cute Lil furry training buddy and they race the whole way! A few regulars on the trail know about this and it's become sort of a tradition to cheer the two on as they pass.

 ...

The morning air was crisp with the slight scent of the coming autumn, the perfect morning for a run. Izuku, dressed in his usual training wear, had a steady rhythm going for the last forty minutes, letting out even, controlled breaths. This was the easy part of the run, a warm-up if anything, and he hadn't even broken a sweat yet. The canine jogging by his side was enjoying the dewy morning air as well, tongue happily flopping out the side of her mouth. The shared morning ritual between man and man's best friend: Mighty.

Her tail picked up speed, wagging uncontrollably as they neared the bend where the giant jagged rock towered over the path. It was the place marker to start the race. A three-mile run to the top of the hill located at the center of the park. It was also Mighty's favorite part of the morning.

"Ready girl?" Izuku grinned down at the ecstatic dog who barked in reply.

The instant the two of them passed the big rock, they both broke out in full speed, leaving behind a cloud of dust. Happy barks filled the air as she gained the upper hand. Izuku laughed as the dog turned to look back at him lagging behind her. He always did these races without his quirk to assist him. It was only fair and it helped him work on his natural stamina in case he was ever in a situation where he couldn't use his quirk. Always good to be prepared.

He watched as she bounded up the first steep hill on the trail. There were a few small hills on this route, but this one was the hardest to climb and Mighty had the advantage with her four legs so she always managed to pull ahead first. She stopped at the top and barked him on before quickly disappearing over the crest.

When he reached the top, he stopped for just a second to take in his surroundings. This part of the park was a heavily wooded area with numerous trails that many people used to hike or run. It also served as a great view of the city skyline and he couldn't help but stop and admire the rising sun from between the foggy buildings every time. Then Mighty barked to pull him out of his thoughts.

"It's not over yet!" He called after her and raced down the hill, putting on an extra burst of speed to easily close the distance.

Tail wagging, she nipped playfully at his feet as they sprinted along the path, side by side. There weren't many people out this early so he usually had the trail to himself. The only sounds were the wind in the trees, the leaves crunching under feet and paws, Mighty barking beside him, and his own unrestrained glee as they ran together.

These were the mornings he loved. Just the two of them, away from the stresses that came with pro-hero work. He wouldn't trade being a hero for anything, but sometimes it got to be too much so coming here to clear his mind with a little run was always a cathartic release, only made better by the furry companion by his side.

The short bridge that arched over the creek signaled the last mile. Getting more serious, Izuku pulled ahead of Mighty, not able to hold back the giant grin as he streaked across the bridge, startling a few birds off the railings which Mighty barked at as she came up behind him.

Up ahead was a large open meadow with a small duck pond near the center. A few benches were scattered about the path and he saw the same elderly couple sitting in their usual spot with a bag of rice and seed to feed the plethora of ducks waddling around their feet.

"You got him this time Mighty!" The old man looked up as the two of them zipped down the path towards the couple.

"Show 'em what girls can do!" The woman cracked a smile, waving her hands.

"Morning Mr. and Mrs. Fujino!" Izuku waved as he passed. "Don't count me out yet!"

Mighty barked her greeting and took a detour, herding some ducks closer to the couple then with a quick lick to Mr. Fujino's hand, she sprinted back to catch up to Izuku.

The Fujino's marked the last leg of the race. The only thing left was to climb the top of the largest hill in the park to the old oak tree at the top. That was the finishing line. It was always a gamble as to who finished first every day, but Mighty sure had a competitive spirit.

Izuku pumped his legs as he steadily made his way up to the dirt trail, Mighty just behind him before she suddenly veered left and disappeared into the shrubbery. He was so focused on the tree that slowly came into view just around the curve as he neared the top that he didn't notice.

Just as the path leveled out, almost to the finish line, he glanced back to see no sign of his dog. The tree was a few feet away when a furry mass ambushed him from the side, knocking him clean off his feet. The pro hero landed in the grass with a heavy Oof. Sitting on his chest was Mighty, looking quite proud of herself.

"Cheater!" He laughed, trying his best to hold back the slobbery licks she was determined to give him. "Okay, okay, I'll call it a tie!"

 Katsuki Bakugo

Now Katsuki on the other hand would totally be a cat person. Not that he has anything against dogs, but cats are more his style. They don't need constant attention and are pretty much self-sufficient. Just the way he likes it.

That being said, Katuski would go all out on toys and the latest gizmos to take care of his cat. Has a self-cleaning litter box, a waterfall bowl, an automatic feeder, etc. You get the picture.

Oh, and toys galore. If he has space, this cat is getting a personal jungle gym that lets him walk up to the ceiling. S.P.O.I.L.E.D.

Doesn't like to tell people just how much he actually loves this cat because he's never been one to express emotions, but this cat just gets him to his core. They share the same wavelength and he appreciates that. The cat is the only one he trusts to open up to, so sometimes you might catch him ranting to the poor thing who just stares back with big wide eyes and occasional meows. Yup, totally gets him.

I see him with a super chill cat, like maybe a Ragdoll or a Russian Blue. Something that tolerates his constant screaming and explosions.

This guy is just as bad at names. It'll definitely be something long and dramatic like Lord Cat Explosion Demon God of Furballs. Yep. He doesn't take criticism so most people call him Lord Furballs, much to his disdain.

Katsuki won't ask for attention from the cat, but the little furry feline is a total cuddler and will often find itself curled up in his lap or even on his neck if Katsuki's sitting on the couch. You better believe this guy won't be moving until that cat decides it's time to move. He's been late to meetings with friends because of this cuddly cat.

He's a hero so this cat is definitely being treated right. Katuski is no slacker when it comes to caring for his lil buddy. The vet is on speed dial should anything ever happen.

Did someone say a custom-made collar that matches his hero costume to a tee?

He's never loved anything more.

 ...

"Uh, hey Bakubro, why is your cat glaring at me?" Ejiro asked, staring down at the feline.

"What?" Katsuki didn't even bother to look up from his laptop.

"Your cat. It's giving me the evil eye. I thought it was supposed to be friendly." The red-haired hero frowned, not able to break eye contact with the cat. "I don’t think it likes me."

The small furry creature had lazily curled up in the sunspot next to Katsuki's feet, purring away without a care in the world. It seemed harmless enough, except for the heavy glare it was shooting Ejiro's way.

"Heh," Katsuki finally glanced down and crossed his arms. "He's not glaring. That's just his face."

"Ah," Ejiro nodded, "like father like son."

"What the hell's that supposed to mean!?"

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