#AND ITS STILL A MUST TO CUDDLE BEFORE BED W MY MOM

[xmaruu11]

I LOVE DRAWING TENDER THINGS I LOVE DRAWING JUST PEOPLE COMFORTABLE WITH EACHOTEHR I LOVE THE TENDERNESS OF CUDDLING WITH A PERSON U HOLD DEAR THE LITTLE GIGGLES AND LAUGHTERS THAT COME WITH THAT, THE STUPID INSIDE JOKES AND NONSENSE I LOVE WHEN PHYSICAL AFFECTION LOVE LANGUAGE

[heyitsyn]

Manager!Seijoh Part 4

a/n: I LIVE FOR THESE MANAGER SEIJOH ASKS LIKE BLS TAKE OVER MY LIFE

(i originally planned to write the other schools for the manager scenario like theyre already in my drafts with plans and partly written out but like seijoh is my TOP PRIORITY (sorry pls dont hate me) BC THEY ARE MY BOIS)

also, most of my ask box is all for a kyoken ending and kyoken fluff and aoba johsai fluff and im quaking bc this is spurring me to create more aoba johsai imagines and my love for the other schools is just like being overshadowed by our little plant babies :’)

for more seijoh content, check this masterlist out!

anon request: Im the anon who mentioned the chaos about the dating and can I say I love it!!! 🙏🙏 i kinda have this hc for the boys that they fight whenever they go on bus rides, just because they want yn to sit next to them. But she usually sits next to the calmer members?? The reason the boys fight?? She may or may not have fallen asleep a few times, her head on kyo/iwa shoulder. 🥺🥺

LMAO THAT PART JUST REEKED CHAOTIC ENERGY AND SHE WOULD TOTALLY SIT NEXT TO THEM JUST TO SPITE THE OTHERS AND I LOVE THE IRONY LIKE THE MOST AGGRESSIVE LOOKING ARE THE SOFTEST AND CALMEST TOWARDS HER LIKE PLEASE KYOKEN AND IWA ARE JUST LITTLE SOFT BEANS AND DESERVE THE WORLD

(bruh im so soft for iwa and kyo like my best bois and i must write them out IMMEDIATELY bc theyre so uggghhhhhh!!!!!!!)

MY TWO MEN IN ONE GIF GOD HAS BLESSED ME-

oh dear

bus rides,,,,, yep here we go

the team is usually peaceful and civil w each other (minus iwa literally beating oiks up but thats irrelevant information)

like they dont really have fights or have any arguments bc they meet up every saturday to talk about the week and if anybody had any concerns or anything they were mad about since it was like a family meeting

but boy oh boy

when you entered this family,,, arguments and misunderstandings happened once a week

‘no! y/n-chan said she was going to go shopping with me!’

‘um, she already agreed to go to to the arcade w me’

‘wait, she told me we were going to go visit that cafe!’

yes you agreed to do those things w them but you never assigned a date

your attention was something that these boys were always wanting since they only see you during club hours and practices

their jealousy gets really ugly sometimes and the two first years actually get all smug about it 

‘hm, y/n, we still up for studying later?’

you ruffled his hair and smiled up at him

‘yep! we need to set an alarm though or else i’d end up staying after 1 in the morning again’

‘great. cant wait’

kunimi rarely shows any emotion towards his senpais but they couldnt miss the smug smirk that made oikawa grip the volleyball and mattsun holding him back

god hes such a little shite

everyone knows that the first years have a upperhand than them bc of your same grade so the upperclassmen were much more sensitive to spending time with you outside of practice

and they liked to spend that time wisely

when the time for away games come, you weren’t that worried about it

i mean,, why would you when boarding the bus is going to be so early in the morning at like 4 in the morning and theyd be sleeping the whole time so you get peace and quiet

in fact, you were looking forward!

but nope!

jesus took the wheel and said no

instead, you were watching the team members shouting and yelling at each other at the asscrack of dawn

say sike rn

the 2 coaches were actually not there yet so they werent able to help you and whip the boys to order so here you were, bleary eyed and clearly still tired, sighing and rolling your eyes at the fight

‘SHE SITS WITH ME! IM TEAM CAPTAIN! I GET DIBS!’

‘NO! YOU DROOL ON HER AND MESS UP HER CLOTHES! YOU LIKE MAKKI-SENPAI MORE, RIGHT, Y/N-CHAN?!’

now you might be asking me, ‘author-chan, why are they fighting so hard for something as simple as a bus ride?’

well, my young grasshoppers, this is not just a simple bus ride

you are infamous in the team to be a sleeper

no matter what form of transportation, bus, car, any surface, you found yourself in dream land

yall i wish i was like that

the sleep paralysis demon beside my bed says otherwise

they freak out and fight over even a simple touch of affection from you, do you really think they wouldnt fight tooth and nail to being your pillow and freely watching your adorable sleeping face?

these men are fighting as if they were fighting something serious like a world war

lmao with how intensely theyre fighting, it practically is

but there were two players who actually didnt care either way since they only wanted you to be the most comfortable and they werent exactly the most squishiest members

in fact, they were basically all muscle and probably not the most comfortable

NOPE I BELIEVE THAT IWA IS IN FACT ONE OF THE MOST COMFIEST AND BEST PILLOWS IN THE ENTIRE HAIKYUU UNIVERSE

totally not my bias talking or anything

so it was no surprise when they didnt get themselves involved

iwa was already done w them and goes in the bus because mom deserves a nap

naturally, kyo follows the leader and boards the bus after him, leaving the others to fight it out in the school parking lot

you were happy that they were too distracted that they wouldnt notice you sneaking away into the bus and you were slightly disappointed that out of all the seats, kyo had to sit in the one-seater by the front

so you immediately went over to the other person, who was iwa-san, and he was just settling in, pulling out his teal blanket

you blinked at him when he caught you stare but he gently smiled before opening the blanket

‘i was never a fan of window seats anyways’

you happily bounced over to him and you placed your bag at the overhead compartment bc seijoh is bougee and can afford everything before you climbed over him to the seat next to the window

iwaizumi tried to make you as comfortable as he can so he kept the seat divider thing yanno what im talking about? between you

but his eyes widened when you casually pulled it up and snuggled closer to him

youve done this before so he opened his right arm for you to cuddle closer but he was still surprised 

meanwhile,,,

you just closed your eyes with a smile as you pulled the blanket to your chin and practically glomped yourself to iwa

ugh im so jealous of you!!!!!!!!!!

‘hmmmm, youre so warm iwa-san. youre like,,,,, jacob from twilight’

his eyebrow quirked and he smiled, wrapping his arm around you and tightly holding you close

‘oh? the werewolf?’

he felt your head nod

‘mhm. so warm, and strong, yet so gentle and soft’

by now, both your legs were already swung over his lap and head on his chest as you sat sideways

his fingers traced circles around your middle as his other hand was fiddling with your fingers

‘didnt he like mark a little girl?’

‘iwa-san dont talk about that!’

his laugh grumbled his chest and you giggled, trying to become even closer towards his naturally warm chest and inhale his scent

lavender mixed with peppermint

it was such an odd combination from the people you knew and you were immediately drawn to it

thats why you usually wore his jacket rather than your own

he always gets confused as to where it is but you steal it and watch him look for it

you didnt hear that from me though

it didnt take a long time for you to fall asleep and by the time the 2 coaches finally arrived and yelled at the players, they were already late

‘oikawa, i thought youd handle this properly!’

oiks whimpered from the coach’s scolding but apologized then pushed everyone in

the sight in front of them made them both boil in jealousy and squeal in uwus

you, the softest and sweetest and kindest little flower human being, being cuddled up to iwaizumi, the brute and bara arms and the ultra macho strong man, who had his head on top of you

KYAAAAAAAA

even though they knew you were a heavy sleeper and iwa slept like a rock, they still quieted down and silently walked over to their seats, hissing and shushing at anyone who even made the slightest bit of noise

rustle of the bags?

SSSSHHHHHH

seat creaking as they sit down?

SSSHHHHHHHH

they only let this slide bc your sleeping face was just so cute and they didnt have the heart to wake you up

and also face the wrath of titan iwa and be thrown into the atlantic ocean like oikawa did one time

when you finally arrived at the stadium, they waited for a rough 10 minutes just to figure out how to wake you up

they didnt want to wake up iwa first and have him yell at them but they didnt want to wake you up first either

but kyo didnt understand the dilemma and instead just goes to the back where yall were at and he goes to the seat behind you so he could reach you easily and tickles your cheek

the team is just like 👁️👄👁️

your nose scrunches at this tingling sensation until it continues so you open your eyes and finds kyo just smiling down at you

oiks is literally shaking bc he could see the smallest smile on kyo’s face

‘wake up’

with his gruff voice, it sounded like he was ordering you around but you knew he couldnt help it and blinked tiredly at him, giving him a smile of your own

‘hm, hi kyo-san’

you winced at the sudden appearance of the sunlight and that made you fully wake up before flinched at the eyes of the other players

‘hello, everyone’

you said slowly and you sat up, noticing iwa still sleeping

oiks held his breath bc hes been friends w iwa since he was still a baby and he knows that its like waking up a sleeping dragon

‘wait y/n-chan-’

but you didnt listen and poked his nose

‘iwa-san? iwa-san, we’re here’

you cooed and the poking made his eyes flutter open and with his head still tilted to the side, he swore he saw an angel by the way the sunlight hit the back of your head giving you a smiling angel effect

hm, i could get used to seeing this when i wake up

you grinned and when he finally stretched, you sat up stright, waiting for iwa to get up so you could slide out

but kyo was an impatient little bean and just hoisted you out of there and towards him behind the seat

‘come on. i got your bag’

he mumbled and you nodded, letting him hold your hand

lmao wait i forgot the time this is set

this is set during the 2nd inter-high okay? okay

oiks was still complaining at kyo and iwa hogging you but you didnt listen and continued walking towards the entrance, glancing around at the other teams

as usual, oiks and iwa were walking to the front bc yanno, captain and vice-captain, while you and kyo walked at the back, mainly bc you didnt want any player to stray off like kindaichi did last time and look for him for hours

kyo gripped your hand and you turned your head to look at him to see his eyes glaring at anything

you chuckled which made him look down at you, the glare slowly disappearing

‘hm, kyo-san, you should really invest in contacts. it doesnt matter if wearing glasses makes you feel like a nerd bc you still need it to see’

he scrunched his nose when you scolded him and he was about to retort when him and the team caught the whisperings of the nearby teams

‘oh my god, seijoh and the beautiful manager’

‘how old is she? i hope shes at least a second year’

‘ngh id tap that’

IM BLEEHHHHH

‘is he her boyfriend? if so, the competition isnt that hard then’

kyo growled and was about to lunge at the yellow jacketed boy but you held him back, also worriedly looking at your boys

‘seijoh, down’

you ordered and they shrunk back, opting to just glaring heatedly at the other teams

you could still feel kyo shaking at rage to them sexualizing you but your hands squeezing him and the other hand rubbing his arm helped him control it

‘dont make a scene, kyo-san. its your first competition since your suspension, right? and you love volleyball so please keep it in. i can protect myself’

you whispered but he let go of your hand and wrapped his arm around your shoulder, pulling you close and continuing to glare at everyone as if he was asserting dominance

‘if they touch you-’

‘ill kick them between the legs, i know. you told me already’

you teased and he hummed in agreement

when they played, they were at ease bc the two coaches were there and they were also protective of you like their own so they wouldnt have to worry about someone to go after you

however,,

as they were warming up for the second game, you had to quickly fill up their water bottles bc they were already tired and dehydrated so you needed to fill them up

and they were all busy and you didnt want to bother them and you were going to be quick anyways so you just took the case of bottles and ran to the nearby water fountain

you were hurriedly filling them up and at your last bottle, you were about to cap it when you felt a presence behind you

he stood close and his arms snaked around your waist but you hurriedly tightened the lid and whacked him at the head with the heavy bottle

you continuously hit him and kicked him between the legs before hitting him again

‘DONT TOUCH ME AGAIN!’

you shouted and iwa and kyo were watching from the end of the hallway, panting from running so fast since they heard your shouts

okay a little flashback,

kyo was watching you from his perepharal vision and when he went up to spike, he took his eyes off of you for ONE DAMN SECOND and you nyoomed out of there

when he didnt see you anywhere, he wildly looked around and this caught the attention of the vice-captain

‘oi! kyotani! whats wrong?’

‘y/n. where is she?’

they took off running and the team was just like what

then they heard shouts and kyo knew it was you

his mad dog senses

hehe get it

he as about to tackle the guy but he saw you beat him with a water bottle and eventually taking another bottle and kicking him and hitting him with the two waters

the player cowered and scrambled to get away bc wow this girl was psycho

um no sir, she was protecting herself from hormonal testosterone filled children like you

‘YEA GO RUNNING! COME TO ME AGAIN AND ILL BEAT YOU UP HARDER! DISGUSTING! TRASH! GROSS! SCUM!’

maybe it was because the last time you were touched without consent was when you got bullied but you were definitely fighting harder and more aggressive at protecting yourself

you turned around and the rage from your eyes disappeared when you saw the two boys there

‘hey iwa-san! kyo-san! sorry, i needed to fill the water bottles!’

you grinned and placed the bottles back to the case before lugging it up

my god their eyes were shining

yep, thats my girl

when their games were over for the day, they made their way to the exit where the bus was at and you and kyo stayed behind again

you caught the eye of the guy and his team and you and kyo glared at him, both wearing a sadistic smile

UGH YALL ARE COUPLE GOALS I SWEAR

kyo even went up to him and the team shrunk leaving the guy standing there in fear at the look on his face

‘listen, i dont like it when my baby girl gets touched by filthy shite like you. so do it again, and ill chop those damn fingers of yours, got it?’

lmao he’ll come for your ankles

the guy just nodded in fear while his team were cowering at the back

you chuckled and pulled kyo to go bc as much as you liked watching this, you needed to go to the bus to go home

‘cmon, kyo, i want to go. im getting a headache from the smell of garbage’

he shifted his gaze to you and sent you a soft smile

‘okay. lets go’

hah you thought it ends there?

kyo is a dramatic little shite so he made a show of grabbing your waist and kissing your temple before flashing them a finger

oiks was tapping his foot impatiently at the bus and when you and kyo emerged from the entrace, he was about to snatch you up but kyo stood in front of you

‘EH?! KYOKEN-CHAN, I WANT TO SIT WITH Y/N-CHAN!’

‘no’

he said and didnt say anything else as he pulled you to the bus and into a two seater where you sat at the window again and he sat on the outside

‘hah? you want to sit next to me, kyo-san?’

you teased but he flushed red, hurriedly hiding in your neck

you laughed and brought a hand up to caress his nape

‘mhm’

he mumbled and you pursed your lips to hide the squeal

‘youre so cute, kyo-san’

‘not cute’

‘very cute’

‘no’

‘AM I CUTE Y/N-CHAN?’

‘SHUT UP SHITTYKAWA’

kyoken got away from your neck and went to hit the captain 

oikawa screamed

a/n: my first week of school was so weird bc we only have like 2 days and the other days are just free days bc we havent really done anything except talk about our classes but im just hating this system like ugh i actually want to go to school bc ya girl is going to a tech school and this 2-day a week is not the vibe

[whitestaghere]

I'm here - Edmund Pevensie x reader (Bonus Chapter)

Skskskksjsjsjk.. so my friend requested that I make a bonus chapter. So that shall be done 😂❤️ this isn't going to be much, but just fluff! Well, I hope you all enjoy this!❤️

Warning - none.. just a little angst if you really look into it + a whole heap of fluff.

Edmund's Pov

Random walks, star gazing, watching the sunset, picnics along with my siblings. Things couldn't get any better. I've never felt so.. complete. Y/N came into my life in the most unexpected way, but I'm glad it all ended up like this.

Right now I was heading to y/n's house.

Knocking on y/n's door, I was greeted by her mom. She instantly gave me a warm smile. "Oh Edmund, come in.. y/n's in her room. She's been busy reading almost the entire day," she laughed walking towards the kitchen.

"Ah must be the book that Susan lent her," I laughed.

Closing the door behind me, I hung my coat up on the coat hanger. Being in and out of here, y/n's house felt like my second home at this point. Her mother had welcomed me like her own son.

As for my mother, she hadn't been more excited to meet someone in her life the day I introduced her to y/n.

I had to deal with a lot of teasing from Peter and her. Well that's a story for another day..

Knocking on her door, I slowly pushed it open. "Y/n, love?" she was sitting by the window. And just as her mom said, she was nose deep reading a book.

She immediately shifted her gaze, a bright smile forming across her face.

"Ed!" she squealed, quickly putting aside the book and making her way upto me. I opened my arms welcoming her into my embrace. Snaking her arms around me she sighed, "I missed you.."

I couldn't help but laugh at her cheekiness, "you saw me yesterday.."

She pulled away with a pout. "But yesterday was like ages ago," she exaggerated. I rolled my eyes at this, only for her to pull away completely, sticking her tongue out at me.

I chuckled, taking hold of her wrist and pulling her back into my embrace. "I missed you too," I whispered planting a kiss on her head. She let out a giggle.

Pulling away from me she looked towards the window, "it's raining." The skies had been gloomy before I left the house too. Thank Aslan I listened to Susan and decided I'd leave earlier, so I wouldn't get caught in the rain.

Making her way to the window she sat down gazing at the sky. Following her I sat down next to her, picking up the book that she had been reading.

"I wish we could go outside.." her gaze still fixated on the falling drops of water.

"In the rain?"

"Yeah.." she looked back at me.

"And get sick? No thank you." Now it was her turn to roll her eyes. She huffed looking back outside. "You're no fun.." she whispered, but enough for me to hear.

"I heard that." Shrugging her shoulders in response only. I poked her side. She pursed her lips, clearly trying to hold back a laugh. Slowly sliding my hands up her waist I began to tickle her.

"NOOO EDMUNDDD!! STOP IT," laughter erupting from her lips as she tried pushing me away.

Little by little she began to slide down, struggling to get away from me in the process. This was my chance. Hovering over her, I began to tickle her even more. She had no way of escape.

"Ed please, p-please! Time outtt!!" she managed through a mixture of pants and giggles.

I placed my hands on either side of her head laughing at her reaction. Could she be more adorable? "That..." I kissed her forehead. "Was for saying I'm not fun."

Still catching her breath she glared at me. Suddenly her body stiffened under mine. Widening her eyes she flushed a bright red. Averting her gaze from mine she cleared her throat, "Ed c-could you.. do you mind?"

I tilted my head in confusion.

Eyeing me, I followed her gaze scanning the position we were in. Oh. So that's what it was.. I had her trapped between my arms, her hands laying on my chest and our legs tangled together. Our bodies so close, that there was absolutely no room for a thing called "space."

We've obviously been this close before, sharing literally a million hugs and cuddles like this. But I admit, the close proximity always does leave my heart fluttering like as if its our first time being in physical contact.

Connecting our eyes once again, she blushed furiously. I would be lying if I said I wasn't flustered myself. But even through it all I managed to smirk.

"Could I what?" I raised an eyebrow teasingly. She squirmed in my grasp. It was adorable how she got so flustered by little things like this.

"Hmm?" still no response.

I leaned in closer gazing deep into her eyes, "you know.. instead of going out in the rain, I'd rather spend my time cuddling in here with you." As if on cue she relaxed in my grasp and there came that smile I adored. "Me too," she whispered.

Leaning in slowly, her eyes fluttered close. Only for me to pull away teasingly the next second. I watched as her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Pushing myself off her a little, her eyes shot open.

Trying to hold back my laughter I wiggled my eyebrows at her.

"Edmund Pevensie!" she gasped, smacking my chest lightly. "You're such a tease." I couldn't hold it back anymore, laughing at how adorable her reaction was.

She pushed me off of her completely, walking over to the bed. Plopping down she turned around so she wouldn't have to face me.

"Oh? Then I guess I'll go home now.." I joked, heading towards the door.

At that she turned around in alarm. Soon enough I felt a pair of arms wrap around my torso. "Please don't go.." she mumbled into my shirt. I let out a low chuckle turning around to face her.

"Hmm? Sorry, I didn't get that clearly.." I cocked an eyebrow.

She snuggled into my chest, "I love you. p-please don't leave me.."

I smiled softly running my hand through her hair, "I would never leave you."

She raised her head, gazing into my eyes. The look in her eyes so soft, it was like she was actually afraid. She sniffled looking away. "Hey, hey.. y/n? Look at me love."

She slowly shifted her eyes back to mine. "What's wrong?"

"I-I... its nothing.."

"Tell me the truth love.." I rubbed circles into her waist gently.

"I just got scared."

"Scared of what?" I looked at her in confusion.

"Scared that you'd actually leave me.." I frowned at that, "Y/n.. I was joking okay? I would never leave you. What makes you think I will?"

She shrugged, "well you know.. there are so many other girls out there. W-w-who are way more prettier and nicer than me.. and then the thought of losing you, scared me even more. I just thought yo-"

"Well you thought wrong," I cut her off. I didn't like this, no not at all. I only love her. And I absolutely hated, when she compared herself with others.

"Y/n listen, it was my choice, the decision I made.. to be with you. Did I fall in love with them? No, I fell in love with YOU, only you. And was that the best decision I made? Yes, it definitely was. I want you for you. And don't you ever go thinking less of yourself and comparing yourself with others again okay?"

She nodded her head, a tear dropping from her eye. I wiped it away gently.

"And you don't have to ever be afraid of losing me. I'll always be with you, and that's a promise. These are not just mere words y/n, I'm going to keep that promise no matter what. I love you so much."

"I love you too.. I always have Ed and I always will. Y-you don't know happy I am getting to call you mine," she sniffled, tears now streaming down her cheeks.

I wiped her tears off, cupping her cheeks, "now love do me a favour and give me a smile.."

She nodded her head, smiling.

"That's my girl." Wrapping my arms around her waist I picked her up, placing her on the bed. Climbing in after her, I opened my arms for her. Getting the signal she cuddled into my embrace.

I lifted her chin making her face me. I placed a light peck on her lips. Giving her a smile, I sighed contently. I remembered what she had told me a couple of days ago. Being with me felt like she was home. I felt it too.

She smiled at me, eyes flicking towards my lips before closing the gap between us once again. Lips moving in sync. I couldn't help but smile into the kiss. Two pieces of a puzzle connecting just perfectly with eachother.

We cuddled the rest of the night, chatting, laughing, using cheesy puns. You name it. It was just another special day with the love of my life. With her everyday was an adventure.

Both of us together. That's where home was.

Oof.. that was the fluffiest chapter I've ever written. Not to mention, I enjoyed it of course 😂❤️ Hope you guys enjoyed this!

Love you all and stay safe 💕

[octanesimp3000]

The Bunny, The Decoy and the Apex Games #6

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/32034451/chapters/79916935 

Summary:

Mornings were usually uninteresting and routine for you on the drop ship. Not with Octavio and Elliott around, however.

Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5

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You didn’t know when you’d fallen asleep the previous night. The last thing you could remember were the sounds of Octavio clicking away on his keyboard as he played some fast-paced parkour game.

Opening your eyes that morning, the last thing you expected to see was a head of green hair poking out from under the covers right next to you in bed but lo and behold, there it was. Out of surprise, you shouted angrily “Octavio, what the hell! I didn’t say you could sleep in my bed!” as you quickly leaped out of bed. Thankfully, you’d not changed out of your day clothes before falling asleep.

Octavio slowly and groggily sat up on the bed, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he said “Where was I supposed to sleep then? I tried sleeping on the floor but it was hard and the carpet was all scratchy.” He looked up at you with bleary eyes and his short green hair sticking straight up as if he’d been electrocuted in his sleep. You couldn’t help but think that sleepy Octavio looked pretty cute, especially with the plush bunny cuddled up close to him.

You tried to push those thoughts out of your mind by focusing on the problem at hand. “Well, I don’t know. Anywhere but in my bed! I’m sure if you asked, the Syndicate would lend you a mattress or something,” you suggested, folding your arms across your chest.

Octavio thought about it for a few moments before he responded “But someone would see me carrying the mattress in here and then, they’ll wonder why we don’t want to share a bed, yknow?” You wished you could have thought of something smart to say in response but you knew Octavio was right. The other Legends would definitely suspect something.

“Fine. But they should have finished fixing that air conditioner by now so it doesn’t matter anyway,” you grumbled as you gathered up some clothes to change into before heading for the showers, leaving Octavio to fall back onto the bed for another 20 minutes of blissful sleep. When you returned, Octavio was propped up into a sitting position on the bed with pillows placed behind his back for extra comfort, typing away furiously on his phone. You sat down at your desk to do your hair and makeup and pulled out a mirror from the drawer, setting it down on the surface. When you heard Octavio throw his phone down with a small groan of annoyance, you asked “You alright, Octavio?”

Octavio picked up his phone again and swiped on its screen for a bit before offering it to you, saying “Look what one of the assholes working at the Syndicate texted me.” You hesitated before taking his phone. Most people preferred to hold their phone up for others when they wanted to show them something. Privacy reasons, you guessed. Yet, here was Octavio just unconditionally handing it to you. No warnings to not swipe to the right or anything. You felt weirdly trusted.

The text message read: ‘Unfortunately, it appears as if the plumber requires some special parts to be ordered in order to fix the air conditioner in your dormitory. The parts will unfortunately take up to 10 days to arrive. I apologize for any inconvenience caused.'

Your mouth fell open in surprise. You were going to have to share a bed with Octavio for another 10 WHOLE DAYS? You didn’t know how to react to this news. You handed Octavio back his phone, and forced a smile onto your face as you explained that you had plans to meet Ajay and Natalie for breakfast, and you would see him later. “W-Wait, Y/N!,” Octavio had begun to say but the door had already clicked shut behind you as you began making your way to the cafeteria.

The ladies of the Apex Games often got together once a week for breakfast to catch up and enjoy some much needed time with the girls. That day, the only one missing from the group was Loba who apparently had an important appointment she had to attend. Once you’d grabbed a plate of scrambled eggs and two slices of toast from the steaming hot chafing dishes, you took your usual seat between Ajay and Natalie.

You’d noticed that there was a strange silence that descended upon the group when you arrived and it suddenly came to you that this was the first ladies’ breakfast since your ‘relationship’ with Octavio went public. You mentally braced yourself for any prying questions as you tucked into your food.

Natalie was the first to break the silence. “So...Y/N, how are things going between you and Octavio?,” she asked sweetly before taking a sip from her mug of coffee. Her eyes had a little glimmer in it that told you she was hungry for any information you would offer. You could almost sense the anticipation in the air and took another bite of toast just to give yourself some time to think of an answer.

“We’re good. It’s kinda hard to keep up with him but I mean, I knew that going into it,” you said with what you hoped was a convincing shy smile. Only when you saw Ajay and Ramya’s shared eyebrow raises did you spot the possible cheeky double entendre of your words. You were just going to launch into a desperate babble to explain what you actually meant but it was probably just as well that you were suddenly interrupted by the appearance of none other than Elliott.

Elliot wore his usual charming smile as he looked around the table at everyone present, pausing for a moment when his gaze landed on you. “Good morning, ladies! You’re all looking wonderful today. Mind if the great Mirage joins you for a bit?,” Elliott asked as he put his hands on his hips, expectantly waiting for someone to invite him to sit down.

“No, Elliott. Women only today,” Renee said bluntly, not one to try and protect anyone’s feelings. Elliott held a hand up to his heart, making a face as if he had been wounded by Renee’s statement. She merely rolled her eyes as she turned to look at the other women present to see what they thought of Elliott joining their meal. Unfortunately for the ‘great Mirage’, most of them were in agreement with Renee.

Elliott laughed the rejection off and said casually “Alright, alright! You ladies need your space, I get it.” He started to walk in the direction of the cafeteria’s entrance but suddenly stopped and quickly came back to the table you were at, excitedly exclaiming “I almost forgot! I’m gonna make some pork chops for dinner tonight, anyone wanna try some?”

Everyone knew about Elliott’s famous pork chop recipe that his mom had created. It was supposedly so tender that the meat would just melt in your mouth. There was no turning down this offer, and everyone present at the table were up for a taste. Pleased at how well his offer was received, Elliott seemed to puff up in pride. He looked pointedly at you and said with a wink “Once you taste it, Y/N, you’re gonna wish you were dating me instead. I bet Octavio can’t make pork chops like I can.”

You couldn’t believe your ears. Did Elliot actually say what you thought he said or were you just starting to go insane from all the pining you did? You stared motionless from the utter shock as Elliott strutted out of the cafeteria like a delighted peacock. Ajay nudged you in the ribs with her elbow and asked with an amazed smile on her face “What was that?! Was Elliott hitting on ya? What love potion have ya got on these boys?”

“I-I’m sure it’s nothing! You know what Elliott’s like. He’s always flirting with literally anyone who’ll listen,” you laughed, waving Ajay’s suggestions away. Secretly, you wished that she was right. Maybe you really did stand a chance with Elliott. You struggled to focus for the rest of the meal and even on your walk back to your dorm, your mind was far off in the stars.

You stared blankly at the door to your dorm for a moment, wondering when on earth you’d gotten back here before turning the doorknob and opening it. Octavio was nowhere to be seen. His things were still scattered about your room and the bedsheets were a tangled mess but no green haired man. However, you spotted a mound of blankets and pillows bundled up at the foot of your bed which was suspiciously wriggling.

You approached the bundle cautiously and reached your leg out towards it to give it a gentle poke with your shoe. Immediately, Octavio popped his head out from amongst the blankets and pillows with a surprised look. “What are you doing down there? If you’re trying to make a pillow fort, that’s the wrong way to do it,” you raised an eyebrow with a confused frown.

“I was just trying to test out if this would be comfy!,” Octavio explained as he tried to hold up as many of the blankets and pillows as he could at once, dropping a few in the process. You must have still looked confused because he continued quickly “Well, you didn’t want me to sleep in your bed so I figured I’d try and make my own down here so you wouldn’t get angry at me.”

You instantly felt regret at having left so abruptly earlier that morning. What had gone through Octavio’s head to make him think that you’d get angry at him for something that he couldn’t control? So much so that he was ready to sleep on the floor like a pet dog. “Octavio, I’m sorry for getting upset at you this morning. You’re welcome to share my bed till they manage to fix that leaky air conditioner in your room, I’m not going to let you sleep on the floor like that,” you said firmly, gesturing at the blankets and pillows.

“Really?! Oh, you’re the best! Thank you, Y/N,” Octavio shouted in delight as he proceeded to leap up from the floor and onto the bed. You shook your head as you laughed at the sight. Octavio got so excited over the smallest things. After wriggling about for a few minutes on the bed, Octavio finally clambered out of bed and said “I’m hitting the practice range! Wanna come?”

You didn’t have anything else planned for the day so you agreed on the condition that he wasn’t about to try launching grenades off his jump pad again. Last time, it’d almost hit you if it wasn’t for your quick reflexes. Octavio laughed and said cheekily “Hmm, I’ll think about it. Come on, come on! Let’s get going!”

Octavio dashed out of the dormitory that you two now shared. For the time being, at least. You quickly chased after him, not wanting to left too far behind. Was this what life would be like for you now? Little did you know, there was still a lot more to come.

[tr4shmouth-tozi3r]

‘I love you, did you know that?’ - richie tozier x reader

requested: yes & im gonna die bc y’all keep requesting the cutest shit and I actually wanna stab myself in the face as I write this shit cause its just so damn cute🥺

summary: Richie constantly found himself not wanting to go home and sometimes his friends had no time for him, but you? You always had time for him. He found himself making routine trips to your house after so long, throwing rocks at your window till you’d open up and let him in. Let the cuddles ensue.

pairing: richie tozier x reader

warning: fluff, swearing.

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Summer 89’

“y/n!” Richie cupped his hands against his mouth as he whisper-shouted up at your window. You had your window slightly open and he prayed you would hear him, that you weren’t asleep. He needed someone and all his other friends were asleep. He had a feeling you’d be up for some reason. He was right.

He grinned when he saw your shadow bounce off of the wall in view of the window and your head popped out of the window, “Rich? What are you doing here? It’s like midnight.”

“What, I can’t stop by a friend’s house for a visit?”

“Well... you can, but usually it wouldn’t be at midnight.” You giggled at him and rolled your eyes.

“I mean, who cares, you’re up aren’t you?”

You let your eyes study him for a moment and you frowned. He had a scratch on his right cheek and his eyes looked red and puffy, like he’d been crying for hours on end and had just stopped not long before arriving to your house.

“Is it your mom again?” You spoke softly and he tore his eyes from you, letting them dart around and land anywhere but on you.

“Yeah... but who cares? I don’t wanna talk about her. Let me in?” He raised an eyebrow and pushed his thick rimmed glasses up the bridge of his nose. You smiled warmly and nodded at him. He climbed his way up, which surprised you. The side of your house where your window was always was a pain in the ass to climb, but Richie was stronger than anyone could have pegged him to be. Physically and emotionally.

That was the first of many nights to come over the course of your teenage years. You had grown closer and closer and before you knew it, Richie’s visits became a nightly ritual. And Richie went from the Trashmouth to your Trashmouth.

July 9th, 1992—

12:30am

You jumped at the sudden crack against your window. You barely made it to the window before you saw Richie’s head pop up from the other side and him furiously tapping the glass.

You laughed as you realized he was struggling and you hurriedly opened the window and the screen, letting him fall forward and through the window, “Ouch!” He stood up quickly and shook his disheveled hair back into place and placed his glasses back over his face.

“Next time wait until I come to the window before you start climbing. You know how much of a pain in the ass that shit is to climb.” You smirked at your boyfriend’s eagerness to see you, but it also left you unsettled. It must have been a real bad one tonight...

“I just missed my babydoll too much to wait.” He grinned at you, wrapping you up in his arms and squeezing you so tight you thought you might burst. You laughed and melted into his embrace. He smelled like a menthol camel and your favorite cologne that he wore. He pressed a kiss to your lips eagerly and you tasted the cherry slushee on his tongue. You hummed into his mouth, darting your tongue out and slithering passed his lips. He tangled his tongue with yours, smiling into the kiss.

“You taste good, should have brought me one.” You pouted as you pulled away from his lips and he laughed at you.

“Sorry, babes. Next time, I promise.” He kissed your forehead and found his way over to the bed, gesturing for you to follow. Your nightly visits with Richie became known to your parents. They had caught on after some time and you explained Richie’s situation to them and how he hated being home for a good reason. They understood and left it at that. Soon, once you became a couple the visits turned into sleepovers and your parents still hadn’t protested. Maybe, it was because they hadn’t necessarily caught onto the fact that you and Richie were together now. It was probably better that way for a while, or else you didn’t think there would be anymore sleepovers if they knew.

You followed him to the bed and he pulled you down onto the bed with him, his arms snaking around you and his head resting ontop of yours as you snuggled up to him, “You know, I totally wanna tell my parents we’re together, but then we can’t have sleepovers anymore.” You pouted up at him and he laughed at you, throwing his head back.

“y/n, we’re 16 and we spend almost all of our time together and they totally know I’m obsessed with you. I think they know.” He wiggled his eyebrows in amusement as he finished speaking and you giggled.

“Okay, maybe you’re right. I haven’t confirmed nor denied it, though. Let’s just go with that, assuming they know.” You pursed your lips and shrugged, letting yourself be content with that.

He squeezed you tightly again and let out a sigh, “God, I’m so glad I’m here with you and I don’t have to spend another damn minute in that fucking house.” He mumbled quietly and you frowned into his chest. His mom was a severe alcoholic and took it out on him and his dad? Well, why do you think his mom was an alcoholic? They were the perfect toxic to ruin a beautiful soul like Richie, but he would never let them and that’s what you loved most about your boyfriend. Sure, he masked the pain and bottled things up sometimes, but he never lost sight of who he was and who he wanted to be. He never gave up on being happy and you were certain that was because of you and all of your friends.

“Was it a real bad one tonight?” You asked softly as you eyes searched his for answers. He shrugged and before he gave a verbal answer, your eyes landed on his neck. He had bruises on his neck in the shape of a handprint and saw that you had noticed, so he didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. You already knew the answer.

You cuddled up closer to him and he squeezed you a little tighter. You leaned up and placed small and soft, lingering kisses to the bruises on his neck. He smiled into your hair, “God, you’re so fucking perfect, you know? I can’t believe you’re really mine.” He shifted his weight and faced you as you laid down next to each other, faces inches apart.

“Rich, I’m nothing special, no need to butter me up.”

He rolled his eyes at you and huffed, “No, I’m serious. Don’t say that. You’re amazing. If I didn’t have you, what would I have beside the rest of the gang? A shitty home life? Some corny sex jokes? Fuck, I’d have nothing else. And with just you, comes so much. Look, I’m not much of a sap, but you get me all worked up and I malfunction around you all the time and I act funny. I guess it does that to you, huh? Love and all.” He was rambling sweetly and you both froze up when the four letter word fell from his lips. You searched his eyes, waiting for something else to come, but he was nervous and anticipating your response.

He totally didn’t mean to say that. You guys had been dating for a bit, but hadn’t said the L word yet and he said it and you felt like squealing like a little girl and crying happy tears and just having a complete overload of emotions, but you didn’t. Instead, you blinked fast and hard and you swallowed the lump in your throat.

“Holy shit, you said that.” You smiled after a moment and he relaxed, his face flushed and he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck.

“Holy shit, yeah I did.” He laughed in embarrassment and then studied your face, “I mean, it’s true. I love you, did you know that?”

“I love you too, Rich.”

He smiled down at you, “Wait until I tell the guys I accidently did it. Eddie’s gonna hate me, he had a whole little plan set up for me to tell you. He said it had to be super romantic and shit.”

Your heart fluttered and you stared at him in awe, “How long have you felt this way?”

“Sweetheart, I’ve loved you since the first night you let me climb through your window back in 89’. Shit, I just... didn’t wanna scare you away. You were there when I needed someone most and I’m so glad it was you. You showed me what it felt like to really care for someone.”

“Richie Tozier, I am so in love with you.” You beamed and your heart soared as you replayed his words over and over again in your head, “You really are a sap for me, huh loverboy?” You teased him and his face turned beet red instantly.

“Hey, shut it toots, now gimme a kiss, damn it.” He put his hand up to your face, running his thumb over your cheek and you leaned forward, kissing him slowly and softly, taking your time. Smiles shown through during the moment as you pulled away from each other. His big brown eyes magnified by his glasses were filled with so much love and you felt truly and utterly happy.

The rest of the night was filled with endless words about anything and everything and the constant exchange of ‘i love yous’ because damn, you just couldn’t get enough of hearing him tell you that.

Richie Tozier found a home in the most unexpected arms. You were the only thing he needed. Nothing else mattered on these nights you spent with Richie. It was just you and him and the rest of your lives together. He loved you all along, and now you knew that.

-

Woah that was so fucking fluffy and oozing w cheese I cant bro

The end was legit so corny but I loveeee itttttt😭 Hope you all liked this one❤️

[voidselfshipp]

A New Beggining

Ok to rb

A/N: Possibly polyam relationshipp w/ multiple f/os.

♡~~~~~~~♡

Survivor entered the dropships bedroom area, her boots dragged on the floor, she tugged at her necklace, squeezing the locket.

--You must be the New legend-- Wattson said,approaching them-- welcome!whats your name?

--Jerico

--nice to meet you jerico!let me introduce you to the rest of the legends

Jerico quickly shook their head-- its been a couple of very rough days for me,ill go rest first...maybe later?

Wattson nodded pointing at the empty room,the curtain Wide Open, its basic and almost empty--thats your bedroom

--uh thank you--they Walked hunched trying to speed to her room,feeling Like everyones watching her.

They werent.

They finally closed the curtain and sighed in relief, unpacking a few things she could rescue before leaving.

Some books, clothes, and a family photo.

They held it between her hands with tears prickling at the corners of her eyes.

Suddenly two mewls come out of her bag as a black and a white cat jump out of It, transforming into two wolves.

They caressed under the animals' chin, they smiled-- Im alright...it still hurts-- they whispered.

After fixing her things she sat on the bed taking her shoes off, sighing as she touched the screen besides her bed.

" planet T-9

Heavily covered in toxic smoke, no survivors have been identified"

She squeezed the locket tightly--Please mom...dad be there...just you wait till I get more money,im coming...

She then fell on the bed her two wolves resting their heads on her chest.

Jeris hand caressed the black wolves pelt-- What is it void? Youve been very quiet

Void whined and closed their eyes.

--What do you say icaro?--the white wolf perked up--somebody seems lacking in the cuddles department

The black wolve grunted.

She chuckled and closed her eyes, quickly falling asleep.

"all that I remember was a loud noise and something that opened.

I was there laying on my small bed for maybe an hour before I felt someone picking me up.

I was hungry and cold.

i remember training with my parents,the wrestling the obstacle course,I remember laughing and goofing around with mom and dad

mom teached me her blacksmithing ways,I knew how to craft a sword, and I knew how to shoot a gun

Dad teached me about plants and animals, I had books and books of it

the older folks telling stories of our people, the festivals and the music

and I remember that day well

the town was in a panic, the creatures had gone mad and a war broke out

In the last instance of battle they took me away to safety and gave me a few things, the last thing I saw were my parents looking up at me, and then the smoke covered them

i screamed for help, I Cried and cried,just Like the last time I was in a scape pod like that"

Jerico jolted awake with a scream as tears ran down her face natalie busted in and sat right besides her--Are you okay?--her french accent seemed to snap her out of It.

--Can we talk about this later?

It was already dinner time when she woke up, as she Ate she sat right Next to Gibraltar--So...I think ill make it quick-- jer said-- recently...my planet broke out into a war...between humans and beasts...im the last one of my planet and i--, the last people I saw as I left were my parents, and im scared they arent in this world any more ...

Natalie scooted closer to survivor and hugged her tightly, she didnt fight back as she kept eating--Im sorry that happened to you mon ami

Gibraltar then patted her back--Dont worry, I bet your parents are still around,but if its any comfort you got us now!

Octane and mirage chirped in--Yeah compadre!-- Octavio said-- you got Us now and we are one hell of a family

Bloodhound who was quiet till now perked up-- I sense your family is important to you, so it is to me, togheter we Will slatra the beasts that prey on your home

--Hey would you look at that! You have a friend already!-- mirage said--Im Eliott by the way!

--nice meeting you eliott,im jerico

Out of the corner of her eye she saw revenant, a tall dark red bot look away, she had noticed the cold expression he had for the last couple of hours shift into something like compassion, but when they met gazes all he did was grunt and walk away.

After dinner bloodhound and survivor stayed talking in hounds quarters softly as the only thing that they heard was caustic working,octane playing games and they softly talking.

--How was it...--hound asked-- before the war?

--oh it was beautiful, we'd go on a weekly hunt with my dads best men, we'd have festivals twice a week to honor the hunt, id train most of the week and at night my parents and I would sit and eat dinner togheter

Bloodhound smiled under their mask and nodded-- that sounds like fun,what about...the festivals?

--We would dance and tell stories, eat till we explode and sing, Everyone even outsiders were welcome to participate,the older generations would tell stories of the gods

We danced all night under the stars barefoot, it was nice...

Hound was super excited to know more, they kept asking questions until both fell asleep,jerico rested her head on hounds shoulder, they arms loosely wrapped around her waist while their head rested ontop of hers.

Artur, void and icaro rested on their owners lap in silence as the moon moved on the Sky.

[loveseungs]

stray kids reacting to you waking them up by kissing them all over their face

requested by anon

a/n: oh hell very nice

warnings: very soft things ahead read @ ur heart’s own risk

chan

- o heck - o goodness - where even do u start - he’ll prolly be passed the heck out if he even gets the chance to sleep - so like,, u’d often avoid tryna wake him up - esp caus we ALL KNO HE NEEDS IT,,, LIKe,,, - anyway - but he already slept for a good 10 hours and u know he needed to be somewhere so u hopped over to the side of the bed n started showering channie in kisses - just!! some soft n innocent pecks all over his face - his eyes slowly flutter open n he’s kinda confused for 5 secs but when he realizes he’s being,, showered in love n affection… the BIGGEST smile appears on his face - ok u know the face chan makes when he smiles rlly big where his eyes sorta disappear and he giggles a lil bit while smiling - fricfricfricfric abort mission as a chan stan im attacking myself - he’s just grinning like a fool and ur beginning to get flustered so u stop - he takes this opportunity to smooch ur nose - “good morning, sunshine!”

woojin

- i’d like 2 imagine u often fall asleep cuddling woojin bc he’s The Bear of the Century - he’s just… v v v warm and soft - but one time u guys fell asleep on the couch after watching some good ol’ romcoms, buried in each other’s arms - u were very much asleep but the sun kinda hit ur eyes as it seeped through the curtains and u woke up, feeling a little bit of weight on ur waist - u realized woojin was still snuggled into u - ajdlkasjdklajlkdajsl ur heart was melting wow what does it feel like 2 wake up smothered under the snuggles of the love of ur life - u shifted ur postion to plant tiny kisses all over his face bc ksjaldjlaksjldaj kim woooooooojin - like he was already awake bc u shifted in ur position but he decided to pretend he was sleeping so he could receive more kisses - kim woojin is a sly lil’ fricker ʕ •ᴥ• ʔʕ •ᴥ• ʔ - when woojin opened his eyes suddenly and smiled his Woojin SmileTM,, u almost fell out of the couch - “ur awake!!!” u exclaimed, covering ur face - “yes, I am,” he answered, pulling u into a close hug - suddenly ur face was like - 0.5 cm away from his n jkdslkdalsdjklasjdlka - he rested his forehead on urs so he could stare into your eyes,, which he thought were just. ugh. So heckn beautiful - “I didn’t expect to be woken up in such a pleasant way,” he admits, letting his eyes linger on yours.

minho

- ughhh I feel like minho loves this sorta thing - k so like - minho took one glance at his cats and decided that he was jealous of them bc they were sleeping so peacefully - so he decided, ‘yknow,, I’m going to take a good, well-deserved nap.’ - thing is - he forgot u were coming over to hang - when u got to his house, u saw minho just,, paSSED OUT on the couch - lmao me - u were just gonna let him sleep more for a bit caus g00dness knows he is in need of rest - but soonie and doongie started to meow and paw at their empty bowls - smh minho,, feed ur siblings - so u kneel down beside the couch and attempt to wake minho up - but ofC NOT BEFORE PULLING OUT UR PHONE AND SNAPPING PICS OF THIS BAREFACED BEAUTY - usually people look decent sleeping,,, but minho was just,, OUT COLD LMAO - next time minho teased u,,, u had smth u could use against him (◕ ˬ ◕✿) - its not like u took pics bc he looked rlly cute and peaceful,,, like,,, um,,, TOTALLY NOT - anyway,, his cat-siblings were getting kinda hungry so u moved over n started 2 plant smol kisses on his face - he mumbled some incoherent strings of sounds, but ended up fluttering his eyes open - when he realized it was u pressing kisses on his face, he just grinned - “oh?” he teased. “can’t resist me, can you?” - but his confident demeanor couldn’t fool you. you saw his ears turn bright (and I mean BRIGHT) pink - “no, not really. It’s more for you because I know you like it so much.” - “so do it more, why don’t you?”

changbin - CHANGBIN FALLS ASLEEP EVERYWHERE AND ANYWHERE - JUST SAYING - LIKE,, HE’S THE MEMBER MOST OFTEN CAUGHT SLEEPING ON VLOG - so when you find him knocked out cold in the studio, you’re not even surprised - it’s supposed to be lunch break but the others made u go and get changbin, who they thought was still working on music prod - NO! HE’S ASLEEP - u walk towards the sleeping boy and kiss the top of his head!! - ughh he smells good - a natural, fruity scent - wow seo changbin. just marry me - u make ur way from his hair to his forehead, then to the tip of his nose, then his cheeks - u were even considering giving him a short peck on the lips but u were interrupted bc those lips u wanted 2 kiss started to turn upwards into a smile - his eyes were closed but u could tell he was awake n u started 2 kinda get flusterd bc ‘O NO CHANGBIN CAUGHT ME BEING SOFT’ - expecting some kind of witty remark about his handsomeness, you brace yourself… only to find… - changbin looking at u with such a tender gaze - asklajdlksjdklad reader,, - he is so in love with you. - his eyes say it all: the way he stares at you so delicately is proof that he, seo changbin, is deeply, madly in love with you. - “So… are you gonna continue and kiss me on my lips? I mean… it’s too late to stop now.”

hyunjin

- LSJADLSDJLKASJDLKASJDAS HWANG HYUNJIN IS WHIPPED FOR KISSES - like honestly - he loves receiving kisses just as much as he loves giving them - this is actually how he wakes u up quite often—by smothering u in lil’ smooches - HE MAKES SURE HIS LIPS ARE ALWAYS IN PERFECT CONDITION BC HE N E E D S TO BE SURE THAT WHOEVER RECEIVES HIS KISSES LOVE THEM - and o my hell, u rlly do - but one time, you wake up and he’s still asleep, cuddling his pillow - this is when u decide to turn the tables and for the first time… pepper him in kisses - just. all over his face - but wait. U wanted 2 make sure they were The Best,, so u even took an extra step and quietly made ur way to the bathroom to brush ur teeth - THE LEAST U COULD DO WAS KISS HIM SMELLING DECENT, ALRIGHT - anyway, u crawled into bed again and started to smooch him all over his face - u just - admired every single one of his facial features and kissed them - he woke up with a sleepy giggle and before u knew it,, u were the one being smothered in kisses - “I see you’re trying to use my tricks on me. That’s so adorable.” - EVERY TIME I IMAGINE SLEEPY HYUNJIN I KINDA DIE A LITTLE BC SLEEPY!HYUNJIN ON CAMERA’S REALLY REALLY CUTE henlp im soft - bonus: on days hyunjin is especially hard to wake up, you do end up kissing him but he replies with the most obscure things - you: smooches him - him: “please don’t tell me they ran out of chicken”

jisung

- listen - anything u do to jisung makes him weak - he’s just so - HE LOVES!! AFFECTION - he’s constantly asking u if u could meet up - I mean, in regards to ur schedules - bc he rlly enjoys being w u !! - and u love 2 be with him - Saturday nights became hangout night for u two - usually u’d go shopping or take a walk in the part - sometimes even just go on spontaneous trips to far away - but tonight, yall jus wanted to stay in - the weather has been cold lately, so yall opted to jus snuggle and watch Netflix - it was already quite late when ur movie finished and by the time it did, jisung was sleeping on ur shoulder - ‘ah.. he must be tired,’ you thought, examining his face - he looked,,, so tranquil, so calm… - what a rare moment bc we all know he’s rlly l o u d - but ur shoulder was starting to hurt and u wanted to make sure u could sleep comfortably - “jisung,” you whispered, planting a kiss on his forehead. “wake up… the movie’s over and I don’t want to sleep sitting down.” - he stirred a little bit, but his eyes remained closed - “jisuuuuungggg…” you mumbled, “if you don’t wake up, I’m going to kiss you.” - he’d woken up already, but seeing as you made such an offer, he mustered all his strength not to smile and pretended he was asleep - you sighed and smooched his cheeks. “jisuuung, wake up.” - “no,” he said quietly. “if I do, you won’t kiss me.” - gosh darn fellas which kdrama is this - why am I writing such cheesy things,,, I actually apologize - “can we please not sleep sitting down??? My back hurts, okay??” you requested, slapping jisung’s squirrel cheeks playfully. - “okay, but you have to wake me up like that again tomorrow.”

felix

- one word: - disaster - absolute calamity - rule 1: don’t make lee felix’s heart melt or else - but like - u, dear reader, are a rule breaker - anyway - ur neighbors w/ felix so u can easily just barge into his house n wake him up for school - and that’s what’d happen anyway - you guys would wake up, wake each other up, get ready, then head out together - it was just an average morning, and u went over to felix’s house like usual - his mom kindly let u inside and thanked u for always taking time to wake her mess of a son up - “it’s my pleasure,” you answered, heading to his room - sdjaklsdjlaskdjal did I ever mention - felix is THE BIGGEST KID ever - sometimes, it’s hard to spot him on his bed because there are like,,, - A LITERAL MOUNTAIN OF PLUSHIES - and some of them are really big - so u walk over to him and in the whirlpool of stuffed toys, you spot his face - its kinda funny how he’s sprawled out on his bed tho - if u took out the blanket, u’d see his limbs just,, everywhere - so when I say he’s sprawled out, he’s really sprawled out - gosh was this what u were gonna deal with in the married life??? - anyway u went to just smack him in the head w a pillow - like usual - but then for some reason - his face looked extra cute today - maybe it was the plushies - maybe its just because he’s sleeping - you knew rule 1 said: don’t make lee felix’s heart melt or else - but !! the way !! he was !! lying there !! - u could not resist and u kissed every single freckle on his face - “wake up, sleepyhead,” you whispered, running a hand through his hair - when he woke up and realized what was happening - he s c r e a m e d - rip headphone users - yall know how he screamed when changbin kissed him in the survival show, right?? - yeah, THAT, but 10x more wild - he just let out a ghastly scream and fell off the bed,, - wrapped himself in his blanket - “felix!!” you exclaimed, “what’s wrong??” - “STOP!! IT’S TOO EARLY TO BE IN LOVE WITH YOU, [Y/N]!!!!!!”

seungmin

- he’s not the biggest person on skinship - I mean yeah he was cool with it but it wasn’t something he’d search for every second - homeboy’s jus chill - he’s a very diligent boy who believes that rest is v impt so he always makes sure to sleep early so he can wake up early - so usually its him who wakes u up with a gentle pat and a kind “good morning!” - but one time, u find out that he’s out late because minho insists that skz extends practice for a little bit - that little bit turned into a p LONG WHILE - totally not bc they fooled around during practice,,, lmao… what r u talking about - anyway, long story short, seungmin gets home late,, but he doesn’t rlly care bc it’s a weekend after - he finds u already asleep and though he’s disappointed he can’t talk to u now, he settles in to just cuddle u until he falls asleep - when u woke, u were surprised to feel a weight on ur waist - aaaand there it was folks, a seungmin in slumber - aaaaaaahhh u were lowkey shocked bc!!! Seungmin !! was cuddling u!! - rare - u felt very thankful and happy that seungmin had u tight in his arms - for a while, u just laid in bed and thought about how much u loved this boy - soft morning hours = very open - it wasn’t until he shuffled and turned to the other side of the bed when u decided to wake him up so u could have breakfast - u decided to kiss seungmin all over his beautiful face !! - when he woke up, he frowned… - “…ew, [y/n]. you’re so cheesy.” - u scrunched ur nose. “mmm? You don’t like it?” - “no, not really,” he answered, leaning to kiss you on the lips.

jeongin

- ASDFGHJKL OKAY SO LIKE - highschool!au real quick hope u don’t mind - u were dating jeongin for quite some time - and u were v v v v v happy with it !! he treated u very well - whenever u’d go out, he’d always be rlly considerate - lmao the first time u went out,,, he bought a nice jacket that ur friends said u found cute on guys - he TRIED to impress u, and u couldn’t help but laugh bc the tag of the jacket was still on the back, which means he must’ve only bought the jacket in attempts to make u swoon or smth - anyway - u were really in love with his sweet boy - this sweet boy… who u wanted to surprise after his chorale practice - but as the evening crept in closer, u started to worry - where was jeongin?? - he wasn’t in the practice room - u checked everywhere !!! and he wasn’t there!!! - u even shot him a message but he didn’t reply - ur last stop was the library, and lo and behold - homeboy fell asleep on his books - we stan a hardworking student folks - u couldn’t help but giggle - shaking him lightly, u mumbled, “hey jeongin… wake up, it’s late and the library’s about to close.” - all he did was move his head and stir a little bit - his bangs covered his eyes a little, and u decided to brush them off… - … A MISTAKE - suddenly he looked RLLLLLLY MCHECKIN’ CUTE - oh dear oh no - ur cheeks flushed and u didn’t know what to do - asdfghjkl u SORTA RLLY WANTED TO KISS HIM - u don’t know what washed over u, but in a sec, u were peppering kisses on this sleeping boy’s face - his eyes flickered open and as he felt your lips brush against the skin on his face,,, - his cheeks became tinted with strawberry red - his ears??? PINK AS THE DAY - HE COULDN’T EVEN SPEAK PROPERLY - “t-thank you for kissing me!!!!” was all he could say before melting in his seat.

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Secrets

Fandom: IT Character: Belch, others mentioned Relationship: Belch/reader Request: I loved your dating belch headcanons!! Can you please write a fic for him? Where he keeps the reader from the gang even though they are in a relationship but one night after sex, the gang comes to his and he shoves the reader out the window in her underwear or something to keep them apart. The reader thinks hes embarrassed about her but its because hes trying to protect her. Maybe the reader gets sick and he comes to take care of her? Fluffy ending? sorry if this is soooo long. You lay in Regs bed, your head on his chest as you drew circles on his skin with your finger tips. He had his arm wrapped around you, the other behind his head as he stared at the ceiling. You smiled lazily as you cuddled in closer, your body still riding on the high of the previous events. The way the two of you had stumbled into the bedroom, clothes flying and lips locked. Or how he groan every time your hand brushed against his cock. As normal, the sex had been amazing. Passionate and pleasurable. You lost count about an hour ago to the amount of orgasms you had had but you did remember that every time you came, Reg would have a very proud look on his face. Every chance he got chance to prove you had a reason to be with him, he would take. He’d make you cum as much as he could, he’d take you place and come pick you up at the drop of a hat, he would literally try anything to keep you by his side. Apart from one situation. When his friends were about. Reg had made a very big attempt keeping you all apart, even going to the lengths of keeping your relationship a secret. You didn’t understand it all, but you never really questioned it simply because you loved him. You had been dating for just over a year and the time had flown by. At the start, it had been just sex. It just so happened that the two of you you sat up, much to Regs displeasure. “Whats wrong, baby?” He sit up as you stood but you smiled at him. “Nothing, I just need a drink.” You reassured him as you quickly pulled on your panties and then grabbing the shirt Reg had been wearing. Once it was on, you looked at him and saw his eyes light up at the sight of you. You knew he loved it when you wore his shirts, especially after sex. Reg seemed to agree with you as he also got up, shoving on a pair of boxers before the two of you headed down stairs to the kitchen. You spent a lot of time at Regs, so you knew were everything was. Pulling a cup out the cupboard, you went to the sink and started to pour water into it. Reg walked up behind you, his arms circling around your waist. “You’re beautiful.“ He mumbled as he buried his face into your neck, enjoying the smell mixture of sex and him on your skin. you giggled, placing the glass down and turning in his arms to press your lips to his in a lazily but sweet kiss. He smiled into the kiss, his whole body reacting to it as though it was the first kiss. He did this often. Reg suddenly pulled away, his demeaner changing as he looked to the side. “Baby?” You asked, trying to draw his attention back but he let go of you and then you heard it. Voices, loud ones. You recognised one of their laughs and knew instantly who it was. SO did Reg. “You have to go.” Reg suddenly snapped as he darted across the kitchen to the laundry pile and hauling some jeans and a tee-shirt. “w-what?” You gasped, both scared and angry. “Its dark and the middle of winter. It was fucking snowing yesterday. And im only wearing this!” You gestured to yourself as he pulled on the clothes. “im sorry, I really am. But-“ He was cut off when the sound of the front door opening and Patrick called into the house. “Belch!” You barley had a moment to think as you were grabbed and pushed to the back door which he opened. In one second, you were pushed into the cold and the door was slammed shut. It would seem just in time as you heard voices fill the kitchen, laughter including Regs. The cold hit you like a ton of bricks and you started to shiver violently. Tears streamed down your cheeks and your heart broke in two. You were tempted to go back in there and scream at him, but you didn’t. “We’re done.” You whispered, angrily as though he would be able to hear you. Turning on your heel, you knew the only way you were getting home was on your own. The walk back to yours might have been a nice one, if it wasn’t dark, freezing and your heart wasn’t breaking. by the half way point, your teeth were chattering, your breathing was shallow but slow, your hands were fumbling. When you got home, you didn’t go to bed. Something was really wrong with yours body, you knew it. Your pulse was weak and it scared you. Instead, you went straight to the phone and dialled 911. --------------time skip -------------- Something was wrong. Reg knew it. 2 weeks he hadn’t seen you or heard from you. 2 weeks since he had pushed you out the back door. and it was all for nothing. Patrick had went upstairs and found your clothes, including underwear, lying on his floor. He knew how frustrated you were getting with the situation and told them everything, leaving out how you had been here moments before. The reaction was far better than he expected. They playfully punched his arm, congratulating him on getting laid. Patrick made a couple of comments but nothing too vulgar. He had agreed with the guys to introduce you the next day at school. In fact, he had driven up to your house that morning, going to pick you up and explain everything to you. But you weren’t home. No one was. He just assumed you had left early. But you weren’t at school. None of your friends had seen you. That was when he started to panic. What had happened to you when you walked home? Images of your body lying somewhere in the woods quickly swooped across his mind and he was nearly sick. He ditched school early, not even waiting for the guys as he drove to your house which was still empty. He waited there for hours, till well after sun down, before one of your neighbours walked by. He asked if they had seen you and the next words made his world stop. “Shes in hospital.” he went straight to the hospital but when the nurses asked his name and he told them, he was told he couldn’t go in and see you. He had nearly kicked off then and there in the hospital, till the nurse said you had specifically requested no visitors. The next few days were a haze for Reg. he didn’t go to school, didn’t really go home at all. He spent his time dotting between the hospital and your house. He knew your parents were working abroad. You were old enough to stay home alone and they had arrangements with the neighbours to keep an eye on you. It wasn’t until he saw a taxi pull up at your house on the 4th or 5th day that he was snapped out of his daze. You got out of the taxi, wincing slightly as you did so. The driver must have been happy to get you out since you had done nothing but cough all the way back from the hospital. Your body was still incredibly weak, but you wanted home and the doctors agreed. Your parents had phoned, telling you that they couldn’t come home because of a storm which had grounded all planes. They told you they had sent money so if you needed to stay in hospital, you could. They also called Regs mom, not that you knew. to be honest, you didn’t really know what was going on around you until you felt a hand around your waist. You jumped, looking to the owner of the hand and finding Reg. His eyes were filled with fear and confusion and his whole body was tense. He looked like he hadn’t slept in days. “Get off me.” You mumbled, attempting to push him away but you were far too weak. You had used all your energy persuading the doctors to let you out and now you just wanted to sleep. You were very worried you would just collapse on the floor. “I’ll help you.” Reg mumbled, meaning for it to sound like a question but it was more a demand. SO he bent down and picked you up bridal style. He had done this loads of times and would normally result in your giggling but cuddling into him. Instantly, he felt how much weight you had lost in such a short space of time. “How…?” he trailed off, unable to believe that the person in his arms was the same as the one he’d pushed out 5 days ago. “Hypothermia. Got taken to hospital. But there were complications. Now its pneumonia.” You tried your best to explain. You were too weak to even argue because you knew there was no point. You needed the help and while your pride was taking a hit, you knew he could at least get you inside. you lolled your head against his shoulder, silently rejoicing at his warmth. you nodded in and out of sleep, thankful Reg knew where your spare key was kept. You woke up in the hallway. Reg went to take you up stairs but you shook your head. “No, no, not to my bed. Living room.” You managed to mumble but you saw he was confused and obviously you had to explain yourself. “Kitchens closer. Bathrooms downstairs. Heaters. Phone.” You rattled off, closing your eyes over. Next thing you knew, you were being set carefully down on the sofa. A blanket was placed over you for a couple of minutes so that Reg could run up to your room and grab your duvet, pillows and a couple of other things you might need. When he came back, he slid the pillow under your head and covered you up. He then went to the kitchen and got you water but by the time he came back, you were asleep. He settled into one of your single seater chairs, watching over you as guilt filled his body with every passing moment. Guilt that made tears prick in his eyes, made him feel sick to his stomach, made him loath himself. -------------------time skip -------- Over the next week or so, Reg stayed with you. You spent more time asleep than awake, but Reg quickly realised you had tablets to take so would wake you up when you needed them. He made you soup and other soft foods. The only time he left was to run back to his on the second day of you being home and grab clothes. His mom was worried about him, but when he told her what was wrong with you, she said she would sort everything out. She had known about you and her son from the start and grew very fond of you. She had been away the weekend that it had all happen. She had visited a few time, bringing fresh clothes for Reg as well as small things for you like homemade soup. The first time she walked in and saw you on the couch, she nearly fainted at how ill you looked. But she knew she had to be strong for her son. Reg couldn’t bring himself to tell him mom it was his fault you were like this. But Reg couldn’t even admit it to himself. After about a week, you started to become more conscious. You were able to move about by yourself and weren’t falling asleep all the time. You really didn’t know how you felt. On the one hand, you were in this situation because of him, but on the other, he had taken care of you without even being asked. Even when you were better and able to move about properly, he still stayed to make sure you were okay. Having him around was certainly helpful, because he was able to take care of you such as waking you up to eat or take medication. You were grateful for that at least. He knew something was wrong with you. Not with your health, but with this relationship. You wouldn’t look at him properly, you wouldn’t really speak to him and you seemed slightly resentful he was there. Which you were. You just didn’t know how to feel. One night, it got too much for both of you. “Will you just look at me?” Reg said out of the blue. The two of you were watching TV and Reg had tried to start a conversation but failed. You were on the sofa and he was in the single seater that you were sure he had been sleeping in. “I cant.” You managed to whisper, turning your body away from him. “Im sorry.” “Will… we ever be okay?” He suddenly asked, his voice shaking. This made you look at him, your eyes wide at his sudden question about your relationship. “Theres not a ‘we’ anymore. You made that clear the night you shoved me out into the cold in a tee-shirt.” Your voice was just as shaky as his, your tears welling in your eyes. You saw him wince at your words. “I-I didn’t know this would happen. I just didn’t want you around them.” He mumbled but this got your blood pumping as anger filled your body. “What sort of relationship did we even have that you suddenly care so much for? You didn’t even want to tell your friends about me. You were embarrassed of me so you kept us a secret. I was just a fuck buddie to you!” You snapped at him. “Its not like that!” Reg matched your tone as he sat up properly in his seat. “Do you know what would have happened if Hockstetter had seen you only my shirt?” He gestured at you, but you rolled your eyes. “Probably would have been any worse than if someone had seen me stumbling through the woods in a shirt!” Your tears ran down your cheek as you turned away from him, clasping your hand over your mouth to stop the sobs. But it did nothing. there was a moment of silence, only broken by your tears before Reg spoke. “im not embarrassed by you.” He said and you felt his eyes on the back of your head. “Why didn’t you want to tell anyone about us?” You finally asked a question that was bugging your mind for weeks now. “I just… wanted to keep you to myself.” Reg shook his head as he tried to put it into words. “the guys… I didn’t know how they’d act to you. and I wanted to keep you safe. But they know about you now.” With that, your head snapped towards him. “Patrick found your bra in my room. Its not my size so they guessed.” He told you, and you couldn’t help but giggle a little at the idea of Patrick holding out a bra and quizzing his friend about it. You saw a light in Reg eyes when you laughed. “They wanted to meet you. Was gonna introduce you last Monday at school but…” He trailed off, not need to tell you why you weren’t at school. “Yeah.” Was all you could say as you looked away from him. “I didn’t think of you in that way.” Reg said, his voice breaking as he stared at you. “You weren’t just a…” He trailed off, unable to say ‘fuck buddy’ about you. “Then what was I?” You look at him again. “I-i-I-“ Reg stuttered, struggling to put his emotions in to words. Especially about you. He had always struggled with emotions like this. He struggled when it came to first realising, he had a crush on you, struggled when he first asked you out and even when he first kissed you. Every time, you had responded with enthusiasm and mirrored feelings which certainly made it easier to move forward. But right now? He didn’t know if you would. Not that he could blame you. Your reasonings and angry were justifiable and he knew more than anything that he didn’t expect you to return to him. The realisation dawned on him. He continued to stare at you while a storm raged in his mind. You would leave him either way. No one wanted to be with someone who had done to them what he had done to you. He hated himself for allowing you to feel like his interests in you were purely for sex and maybe a little company. Because you meant so much more to him than just that. “I’m in love with you.” He spoke without realising it fully. The words fell from his lips as if it were a dream. He didn’t mean to say it out loud, much less so for you to hear him. your eyes widened at his confession. You looked up at him and he was still staring at you, a mixture of longing and sadness in his eyes. “Really?” You breathed, unable to believe both that he had said those words and how deeply they effected you. “From the start, yeah.” He nodded, leaning back in his seat and slumping while his hands covered his face before dropping away. “I couldn’t believe you wanted to be with me. And I thought it would just be easiest to keep it all a secret.” “What do you mean?” You ask, tilting your head to the side. You could see tears forming in his eyes but he blinked them away. “I know the guys are a lot to deal with, and I thought they might scare you away. I know im not the best lookin’ guy in school and if people found out about us, you would realise you could do so much better. I just wanted to try and keep what we had to myself. I just wanted you.” His voice broke but he had kept speaking, not looking you in the eyes as if he were embarrassed. He spilled his heart and soul out for you to see and mock if you wished. He didn’t care anymore. He just wanted you to know he didn’t mean to hurt you or for things to turn out like this. Pushing the blanket off your legs, you stood up. Reg winced because he thought you were going to leave, to go upstairs or into another room. Or even tell him to get out. But you walked up to him and, much to his surprised, straddled his lap. His hands instantly settled on your sides out of instinct. You ducked your head and placed a soft kiss to his lips. His whole body froze under your touched and yet seemed to bask in it at the same time. His hands squeezed your sides as he kissed you back, a small whimper escaping his throat either out of surprise or relief. He sat bolt up right, nearly sending you flying back but his hands kept you secure. Your wrapped around his neck as he kissed you back with passion. You pressed your whole body against his own, even able to feel how fast his heart was beating in his chest. “I love you.” You breathed as you pulled back for air. You returned his confession with your own. “And now? Can we still… you know? Be together?” He begged you, holding onto you for dear life. You couldn’t help but chuckle a little. “Yes, but on one condition.” You sat back a little as he nodded for your condition. “No more secrets.” “None.” He nodded once again, relieved. “good.” You breath a sigh of relief. “It’s a little cold down here. Wanna go up stairs?” Your question was met with a smile as Reg nodded. You were about to move off him, but he wrapped his arms securely around your waist and lifted you up. Letting out a small giggle, you couldn’t help but lock your legs around his waist to keep yourself up as he carried you upstairs. He pressed small kisses to your cheek and neck as he did so before the two of you collapsed on your bed. Because you were able to move about more, you came up stairs to sleep at night. Your bed wasn’t made, so Reg was able to lie you down and then climb in with you, pulling the covers up to cover both of you. You instantly cuddled into him, having missed these intimate moments greatly. His arms wrapped around you as he pressed kisses to the top of your head. Reg had always thought he would dread the day he had to tell others about you. Not because he was embarrassed by you, but because he knew people would judge and say you could do better. And yet, he wanted nothing more than to walk into school with you by his side, holding your hand. He didn’t care what they thought about him. Now he only cared about what you thought, and as long as you were happy, so was he. And while the secret had been fun, he couldn’t wait for it to be over.

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whoa i wrote a fic again

crAZY ((sorry i was sick for like two months and then i moved but now im hopefully writing again))

AYWAY: Kiribaku fic

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18345518

what do you mean

Sum:  Kirishima thinks Bakugou has a girlfriend. Bakugou just wants Kirishima to act like he usually does. Will they ever understand what they mean to each other? ((yes. They will.))

tags:  Bakusquad (My Hero Academia), Movie Nights, Jealous Kirishima Eijirou, Misunderstandings, solved almost immediately, No Angst, straight fluff, Fluff, jirou and bakugou are bffs, im so tired, Not Beta Read, One Shot

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They settled into watching some super old horror. The film was in black and white and from before quirks appeared, but it was bloody and entertaining enough.

Kaminari and Sero sat cuddled up on Sero’s hammock, Ashido rested in a bean bag chair next to the them that she had brought up from her own dorm. Jirou sat on the floor, her back resting against the bean bag. Kirishima and Bakugou shared Sero’s bed, their backs both against the wall and their feet hanging off the side in from of them.

They were twenty minutes into the film and every time Bakugou happened to brush against Kirishima, Kiri would shift further away from him. It was driving Bakugou insane. Kirishima was always throwing an arm around him and pulling him closer, what the fuck did he do? He had been distant all week.

Sunday night he had been tutoring the gaggle of idiots he spends his time with, minus the red head who had been visiting his moms that weekend. Sero and Kaminari left early to binge some anime together, leaving just him and Ashido. Ashido jumped into gossiping, which gathered the attention of Jirou, Hagakure and Uraraka, and soon Bakugou found himself surrounded by them at the once productive table in the common room.

That’s how Kirishima found him when he walked into the dorms with his over night bag over his shoulder.

“Kiri! Welcome back!” Ashido called out to him. Kirishima had smiled and sauntered over.

“Hey, Mina!” He smiled and bent down to hug her. Turning as he stood, he made eye contact with Bakugou and rose an eyebrow at him. “So, what’s going on here?”

“Bakubabe was giving us some hot goss!” Ashido rested her chin in her palm as she smiled.

“I fucking told you not to call me that, raccoon eyes,” Bakugou bristled, his chin tucked to his chest to avoid Kirishima’s gaze.

“And I told you not to call me raccoon eyes, bakulicious.”

“bakulicious” Uraraka snorted under her breath.

Bakugou scoffed and rolled his eyes but said nothing else, he was tired and Kirishima was back. The rest of this night no longer mattered.

“Kiri, how are your moms?” he asked instead, partly out of curiosity, partly to draw the attention away from him.

Kirishima lit up, “oh! They’re great! You should come back with me next time, they asked about you!”

“Oooooo,” Hakagure cooed, “you guys know each other’s parents? Just how close are you?”

Bakugou again rolled his eyes and Kirishima just smiled.

“Wait, have I been so focused on the budding romance of Uraraka and Midoryia-“

“W-What!” Uraraka interrupted with a blush.

“-that I’ve been missing out on the one blossoming right before my eyes?” Ashido continued as if Uraraka said nothing. Bakugou groaned and rested his forehead against the table, figured she would say something completely idiotic.

“Hm, I could see it happening,” Jirou mused. Fuck, he forgot she was there. He lifted his head and found her staring at him with a menacing grin. Fuckkk, he never should have told her anything.

“Right?!” Hakagure gushed, “you guys would be so cute together!”

“Aw, c’mon, guys, stop. We’re just good friends,” Kirishima spoke up for them, hand awkwardly rubbing at the back of his neck.

“Bakushima… no, wait, Kiribaku… no, wait, maybe-“

“What the fuck are you doing, Ashido?” Bakugou interrupted her musing.

“I’m trying to make a cute couple name for you two!” She grinned, “like dekuraka! For Midoryia and Uraraka!”

That seemed to KO Urauraka, who slammed her hands down on her face and floated away while bright red.

“Don’t fucking bother! That’s dumb as shit,” He grumbled, sinking into his chair. He felt Jirou’s eyes on him still and he hated the feeling.

“C’mon, it’s kind of cute,” Jirou twirled one of her ear jacks with a smirk. “Admit it, Katsuki.”

“I’m gonna kill you, Kyouka,” he snarled. How dare she taunt him. How dare she use his first name to do it.

“Uh, anyway, I’m gonna go to bed,” Kirishima coughed awkwardly, gaining all of their attentions.

“Me too,” Bakugou jumped up and followed him towards the elevator.

“Good night, guys!” Kirishima called with a wave. The girls jeered after them and Bakugou flipped them off until the elevator doors closed behind them.

They stood in silence for a while but Bakugou didn’t feel uncomfortable, he was glad to finally have a moment away from the idiotic giggles of Ashido and Hakagure and the knowing stare of Jirou.

“So uh, Kyouka, huh?” Bakugou furrowed his eye brows, what did that mean?

“…What?” He glanced at Kirishima with a blank expression.

“Nothing, I just… Uh, never mind,” Kirishima backtracked and the elevator opened. “Well, good night, dude!” He rushed over to his dorm.

“Hey, Kiri, wait!” But it was too late, Kirishima was already behind the door. Bakugou huffed and jammed his hands in his pockets, trailing his feet to his own dorm.

God damn it, how did he fuck up this time?

Kirishima had avoided him the rest of the week.

Bakugou had purposefully arrived at Sero’s dorm late for their movie night. Ashido, Sero, Kaminari, and Jirou, idiots that they were, had picked up on the tension between the two and had left the only empty space the one next to Kirishima.

It was his usual seat anyway.

But even with the ease of their usual routine, Kirishima was still doing his best to avoid him. He really couldn’t figure it out, he went over everything that happened over and over again in his mind. The teasing had been weird, sure, but he didn’t think it was enough to make Kirishima avoid him. Was he really that sensitive about their relationship? Was he disgusted by the idea of them as a couple? He had tried to stop the girls a couple times, but he hadn’t seemed angry… Awkward, but not so uncomfortable as to cut off their friendship.

He had asked about his trip home and Kirishima had seemed over joyed. He was terrible at faking so he knew it couldn’t have been anything from home that had upset him so much.

So, it was something he did.

Fuck, what did he do? How does he make up for something when he has no idea what went wrong?

He moved his legs to sit criss-cross and when his knee brushed Kirishima’s thigh, the other boy shifted until they were no longer touching.

And that, was the final straw. Bakugou, officially, was losing it.

“Kiri,” he whispered, leaning into Kirishima’s space just so he could be hear over the movie. “What the fuck- uh, I mean… fuck.” He took a deep breath to start again. He had to be calm, he was trying to apologize. “Are you upset with me or something?”

Kirishima started at him, wide eyed with an open jaw. “Wha… What, I mean, why do you say that?”

Bakugou wrung his sweaty hands together in a nervous gesture, “you’re not,” fuck he couldn’t say ‘you’re not trying to cuddle with me during the movie and I’ve tried to initiate it, but you keep pulling away and its making me sad and I don’t know why and I also don’t know why you won’t.’ He couldn’t say ‘you’ve been distant and avoiding me all week and I don’t know why and I’ve missed you.’ He couldn’t say what he was feeling and he couldn’t voice what about Kirishima he missed but damn, he had to say something.

“you’re not acting… like you usually are and I… I feel like I must have done something and I’m…sorry,” the last word he breathed out quieter than the rest. He only wanted Kirishima to hear, it was only for him.

“Oh,” Kiri’s face melted into a soft smile, “it’s fine, Bakugou, it’s me… I’m just, being,” he sighed and shook his head. “I’ll get over it.”

Bakugou grumbled at the answer. He purposefully brushed his leg against Kirishima and Kirishima moved away again.

What was he doing? Clearly Kirishima didn’t want to be near him. He bit his cheek in embarrassment and looked away.

He said it was nothing, he said it was just something he was working through, so then why was he still not acting like normal?

As far as Bakugou could see it, he had three options. 1: Leave this fuckfest of a mental headache and go the fuck to sleep. 2: Ignore Kirishima right back and just watch the movie. 3: Force Kirishima back to normal by taking on his role of the initiator for the night.

He bristled at his options.

He deiced he wasn’t a pussy and tomorrow was Saturday so if it went poorly he could just hide from this gaggle of idiots until it all blew over.

He slummed onto Kirishima’s side. He felt the redhead stiffen but he didn’t push him away. He didn’t look away from the movie and he didn’t move to wrap his arm around him. Usually, the idiot had his arm around Bakugou’s waist and was checking in on him every few minutes. Whispering what he thought about the movie and giving Bakugou a shoulder to sleep on when it got late and Bakugou passed out.

Angry, he gripped Kirishima’s arm and wrapped it around himself. Kirishima stared at him again with panicked eyes but Bakugou only frowned at him.

Kirishima stiffly looked from Bakugou to Jirou and back, “uh, I know that you… but won’t… I mean…” He sighed to steady himself, “Bakugou, if you want to… Then maybe you should sit with Jirou, I don’t mind moving.”

What? “Fucking what?”

“I just mean,” Kirishima bit is lip, “I don’t feel comfortable, like, hanging out the way we used to, now that you have a girlfriend.”

WHAT? Bakugou felt his hands shaking. His palms cackled with excess sweat he couldn’t control.

“Kirishima,” he tightened his grip around the red head’s now hardened arm, “I really need to talk to you. Now.” He pulled at Kirishima’s arm as he stood from the bed, forcing Kirishima to follow behind him as he excited the dorm.

“Hey, where are you guys going?” Kaminari called after them but Jirou and Ashido hushed him.

Bakugou pulled Kirishima down the stairs and pushed his way into the other boy’s dorm. Only once inside did he let go.

Kirishima cast his gaze to the floor and sat down on the edge of his bed. “So, what do you need to talk about?”

Bakugou huffed and sat next to him, “Kirishima, I don’t have a girlfriend. I don’t know why the fuck you think that but I fucking don’t.”

“But,” Kirishima finally met his gaze, confused. “You and Jirou, you guys called each other…”

“Oh,” Bakugou ran a sweaty hand through his hair. That’s what this was about, “she just!” he breathed deep a couple times to calm himself down, he didn’t want to scream all this. “She was just taunting me. She was making fun of me because-“ he cut himself off, embarrassed.

He groaned and fell back against the bed, an arm thrown over his eyes. “Because I told her that I… liked you.”

“You liked me?” He could hear the confusion in the red head’s voice.

“Like, I like you, Kirishima.”

“Oh,” he whispered back then again, a few minutes later, “oh.”

He felt the bed shift and moved his arm to see Kirishima adjusting himself to lean over him. He watched with what he hoped were expressionless eyes, but he still felt his ears get hot.

“You like me,” Kirishima repeated, breath fanning across Bakugou’s face. He felt like if Kirishima had a tail he would be wagging it with the way he was grinning.

“Yes,” Bakugou murmured. His eyes watched Kirishima’s. He licked his lips quickly, suddenly feeling so dry, and watched as Kirishima’s eyes followed the movement.

“I’m going to kiss you now,” Kirishima spoke, eyes drifting back up from Bakugou’s lips for a moment.

Bakugou reached up with his hands to grip at Kirishima’s shirt where it hung lose against him. He closed his eyes as he breathed in deeply to calm his nerves. On the outtake of his breath, he adjusted his neck slightly to get more comfortable. He opened his eyes and found Kirishima’ red eyes watching him closely. His smile was replaced with a fond expression Bakugou was embarrassed to find he liked.

Flushing red, he leaned up and brushed his nose against the bottom of Kirishima’s jaw and whispered: “okay.”

Wasting now time, Kirishima turned his head and crashed his lips to his. He kissed hard as if he was trying to convince himself this wasn’t a dream by adding pain to the kiss.

Bakugou didn’t try to soften it, he met Kirishima’s hard kiss with his own. Their teeth smashed together, nose pressed uncomfortably to each other’s faces. They broke apart and rejoined over and over. Bakugou’s hands drifted from where they fisted at Kirishima’s stomach to wrapping around Kirishima’s neck. He used this leverage to pull himself closer, press harder. Kirishima smiled against his lips, pulling away to plant light kisses all around his face. He left one arm to the side of Bakugou’s head to support himself, the other gripped at Bakugou’s hip. Calloused thumb rubbed small circles into his skin, his hand gripped him tight and pulled him ever closer. Their lips found each other’s again. Kirishima opened his mouth and when Bakugou felt his tongue on his lips he broke away.

Panting, he smiled. Tucking his face into Kirishima’s chest.

“You like me too, then?” he asked.

Kirishima laughed and he could feel the vibrations of it all around him, “I do. So, so much.”

[kaiyeti]

Tsuyu: I’m home. Kero.

Beru: Welcome back sweetie. Your father and I are making dinner. We are hav...ing... Ribbit? *Beru smiles as she turned the corner wearing her apron to see her daughter only to be surprised that she was not alone.*

Izuku: H-Hello Asai-san. It is a pleasure t-to meet you. Sorry f-for the intrusion. I’m M-Midoriya Izuku. *Izuku nervously stutter bowing to Beru. with a blush.*

Tsuyu: *Tsuyu watched her mother look at her love then at her and then back at him then back at her while pointing at him causing Tsuyu to let out a sigh.* As e said he is Midoriya Izuku, the one that I told you are was meeting up with earlier today. Dad invited him to dinner when he was causing spying on us. *Tsuyu explained before adding while taking hold of the nervous hero’s hand.* Oh and just to have it out of the way now, Izuku is my boyfriend. Kero.

Beru: *At first the young couple watched as the older frog woman start at them with a trademark Asai stare, unmoveing like a statue, when looking up and placing her finger on her chin and muttering.* That would explain why Ganma insisted we cook so much curry. *She then stepped forward to Izuku returned the bow to the still bowing hero.* Its a Pleasure to meet you as well Midoriya. I’m Asai Beru but please call me Beru. My Daughter me a lot about your heroic fetes. Now if you could go and please wait in the living room I would like a moment to talk to Tsuyu and scold my husband for spying. Which I apologize for. Its an old habit of his. Ribbit.

Izuku: Now I see where Tsuyu gets her bluntness from. *He thought to himself also think how cute it is that they all croaked in different ways.* O-Oh okay. Sure. Th-Thank you As-Uh, Beru-san. *Izuku said, still blushing as she looked at his girlfriend who gave him a nod signalling him it was okay as he and the two Asai walked down the hall showing him to the living room, to which he took as seat on the couch before being left alone. However, he soon realized that he was in fact not alone when he noticed two small heads peaking over the arm of the couch, Izuku keeping himself from jumping in surprise before smiling and giving a small wave to his loves younger siblings.* Hello. You must be Samidare and Satsuki right? Your sister told me a lot about you two. I’m Midoriya Izuku. It’s nice to meet you both.

Satsuki: *The two children stared at the the green haired hero for a moment before the little girl turned to her brother and whispered loud enough for Izuku to hear.* Where is his crown and why isn’t he glowing gero?

Izuku: Huh?

Samidare: *Whispers back to his sister, which Izuku can still hear.* Satsuki, just because Sis calls him her prince charming doesn’t mean he is a actual prince. Don’t know why he isn’t glowing though? 

Izuku: Glowing?

Satsuki: *The little girl and boy then hopped onto the couch, Samidare taking a seat as Satsuki to pock his cheeks and patted his hair.* Hey Prince charming, Sis said that you glow. Why aren’t you glowing? Do you need to rechange?

Izuku: *It took a few second to realize what she was talking about when it clicked him his head and said.* Oh. You must mean quirk. I glow when I activate it. 

Samidare: Is that why you don’t get all muscular like All Might, kero?

Izuku: Eh? *Izuku exclaimed, staying calm but still panicking slight that Tsuyu maybe have told her family about One for All, he telling her the truth of his quirk to make sure not to keep any secrets between them.*

Samidare: Sis mentioned that she thought your quirk was similar to All Might’s quirk because its so powerful.

Izuku: *Izuku let out a small sigh of relief that Tsuyu kept his secret, he knew she would, and smiled.* Y-Yeah. That’s right. Al though because it is so like All Might he is teaching me how to use my quirk like his. *It was at this moment the two frog siblings stopped and stared in shock at Izuku.*

Samidare: You know All Might? Personally?

Izuku: Well yeah... He’s, uh, kinda dating my mom too. *Then after a moment of silence Satsuki got up and sat in Izuku’s lap and Samidare right next to him leaning in close.*

Satsuki/Samidare: Tell us everything.

~MEANWHILE! In the kitchen~

Beru: What. Have. I. Told. You. About. Spying? *Beru frowned at her husband who sat on a chair taking a tongue lashing, literally.*

Ganma: I-ow-am-ow. Sor-ow-ry. Gerow! *Ganma apologize between each tongue karate chop to his head.*

Beru: You should be. Ribbit. We are not into the PSIA anymore. Can could have gotten in a lot of trouble if caught. 

Tsuyu: To be fair on that front, I don’t think he would have if Izu’s asking for permission to kiss me didn’t surprise him enough to make him croak. *Tsuyu chimed in only to have her mother whip away towards her making her gulp.*

Beru: This brings us to you young lady. *Her voice started firm and strict but quickly softened.* Why didn’t you tell us the truth?

Tsuyu: *Tsuyu’s gaze moved down to the floor.* In full honesty, I’m not entirely sure myself. On one hand I was afraid that you two would disapprove of me dating or worse of me dating Izu since he is my first boyfriend and scare him away.

Ganma: We’ll wait and see about that GerOW! *Ganma said only to get whipped by her wife’s tongue.* 

Beru: Sorry please continue. 

Tsuyu: Well  I assure you both he is a great and kind boyfriend, always thinking of my happiness and safety first. Always helping out others. So Bravo and will to put himself in harms way to save everyone especially me. *Tsuyu smiles with a slightly blush.* Plus, he admires me and doesn’t find my frog features ugly. If fact, I even walked in on him defending me to a class B student talking about how beautiful and perfect he thinks I am. I even recorded some of it Kero. *Tsuyu added pulling out her phone and showing her parents the clip of Izuku ranting about how amazing her quirk is as it turns to how beautiful and cute she is when someone points out Tsuyu record him causing him to turn bright red and freeze with embarrassment while trying to hide his face.* That’s my favorite part Kero.<3

Ganma: Hmm I still need to interrogate him though does he always act like this? Gero.

Beru: He is like a puppy if you turned them into a human. Ribbit. *Beru smiled before asking.* So what was the other reason why you did tell us the truth about having a boyfriend?

Tsuyu: Well... *Tsuyu now her neutral express turning to one of embarrassment.* I... Kind liked having the privacy of a secret relationship. Just being able to be with Izu without a worry in the world so we can go of dates, hold hands, share hugs and kisses, and cuddle and not worry about being spied on. *Tsuyu looked up to see both parents slacked jaws and shocked.* Kero?

Ganma: Ts-Tsuyu...What Exactly do you mean by “Cuddle”?

Tsuyu: What do you mean? *She asked think that it was pretty straight forward, remember her and Izuku cuddling in his bed while watching a movie.*

Beru: Honey. Do. Do need to have the talk? *Beru questioned.*

Tsuyu: Kero?

Beru: W-Well you see, when two people love each other very much like me and your father your body will start to feel- *Beru started to explain.*

Ganma: Beru! Don’t use us as an example for this! Gero! *He panicked.*

Tsuyu: Kero?

Beru: Why not? I think we are the perfect example. 

Ganma: Because! Because do you really want that image in our daughter’s head? Wait, Should I even be in here for this? I mean I know I’ll but giving the talk to Samidare when he is older but! Gero! *The oldest frog man frantically exclaimed making Tsuyu realize now what her parents thought she meant by cuddle.*

Tsuyu: Oh... Oh! Mom! Dad! That isn’t what I meant by cuddle! *Tsuyu said as nervously as he boyfriend would have, making her glad he wasn’t here to see it.*

Beru/Ganma: Ribbit/Gero?

Tsuyu: I meant ACTUAL cuddling like when we lay down on a couch to watch a movie. That kind of cuddling.

Beru: Oh.

Ganma: Are you sure, gero?

Tsuyu: Yes. kero. *Tsuyu nodde as her parents let out a sigh when Tsuyu continued.* Beside, We both agreed to wait until after we become official hero after we graduate.

Beru/Ganma: RIBBIT/GERO!?!

Tsuyu: *Ding* Oh the curry is done, kero.

*Here is part 2 of Izuku meeting the Asai’s. As you can tell I am making most of this shit up as I go.*

[ddproductionsw77]

Sorry

Fandom: IT (2017)

Pairing(s): Stenbrough

Characters: Stan Uris and Bill Denbrough

Rating: T

Description: “Sorry.” Sorry I’m not brave. Sorry my nervous tick is tidying things. Sorry you have to deal with this. “Don’t be.”

Author’s Note: Just a quick, plotless fluffy one-shot for my beautiful boys… send me ideas for a one-shot with a plot if you have any. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy!

“If we get caught I’m blaming you.”

“W-we’re not going to get c-caught,” Bill sighed contently and shifted closer to his boyfriend, eyes closed.

Stan watched him, taking in every inch of the other boy’s easy smile and relaxed posture. The sun streamed in from Bill’s bedroom window, sprawling across the wood floor and up onto the very bed they laid in, face-to-face.

Eyes trailing down, the corners of Stan’s mouth twitched as Bill played with his fingers, lacing them with his own and tracing patterns over his palm. Bill had the hands of a writer, of an artist. Spindly, long fingers with ink staining the skin randomly, calluses in places were pens and pencils had been held for hours. The familiar fit of them helped to relax Stan.

He sighed, sounding more resigned than anything, “Both our parents are right downstairs.”

The Uris’ had been invited over for dinner because Bill’s mother, Sharon, had been feeling particularly friendly lately. Andra, Stan's mother, and she had been friends as far back as college and had an on-and-off friendship throughout their sons' lives.

Sharon went through times like this, where she’d become the ideal, nurturing mother for about a week or two before falling back into a slump of disinterest that would last for months. Bill’s father, Zach, just went with it, as did Bill.

“So?”

“So,” Stan rolled his eyes, nudging Bill’s shoulder, “They could come looking for us any second and if they do, they’ll find us—“

Bill’s eyelids slipped up, the electric blue of his irises derailing Stan’s train of thought. Part of him hated how easily Bill could disarm him… most of him loved it. Quirking an eyebrow, the other boy finished, “C-cuddling?”

“Exactly,” Stanley mumbled, hating himself for popping the little bubble they’d been occupying for the last half hour.

Bill’s hand slipped down Stan’s arm, running over the other boy’s side and around his back, tracing his spine as he tugged him closer. Their breaths mingled. Stan felt his heart pounding in his chest and reached out to rest his palm over Bill’s to feel it flutter in sync.

“Who cares?” Bill muttered, purposely tilting his head so that his nose brushed against Stan’s. A stray curl from the boy’s head tickled his forehead and he smiled wider, “C-cuddling is what boyfriends do.”

Stan sighed, using his hand on Bill’s chest to push himself up into a sitting position, “And that’s my point, Bill. As far as my parents are concerned, we’re not boyfriends. We’re—“

“F-f-friends,” Bill scoffed, sitting up as well, “I re-remember.”

Casing his gaze down, Stan’s gut twisted and he grimaced. He began carefully straightening the rumpled sheets on Bill’s bed, trying to distract himself from the guilt welling up within.

He knew that Bill didn’t like keeping their relationship a secret. He knew that Bill only went along with things being that way because it was how he wanted things. He knew it wasn’t fair. He wished he could be as brave as his boyfriend, willing to share his feelings with the world. He hated that he wasn’t.

A hand came up to rest over his, gently stopping him from continuing his nervous tick. Stan followed the limb back up to Bill’s patient expression and understanding eyes. Cheeks flushing, his own eyes darted away, “Sorry.”

He didn’t know what for really…

Sorry I’m not brave.

Sorry my nervous tick is tidying things.

Sorry you have to deal with this.

Bill shook his head, a corner of his lips curling into an endearing half-smile, “D-don’t be.”

He leaned forward and Stan allowed the tension in his body to deflate as Bill’s lips met his and his eyes fluttered closed. His mind — his rushing, screaming, whirling mind — grew quiet for one sweet, blessed moment as he kissed Bill back.

His hands came up, weaving into the feather soft locks on his boyfriend’s head and he hummed in contentment. Right before Bill pulled away, Stan felt him smile once again against his lips. Bill always seemed to be smiling; Stanley loved and envied it.

“We can do suh-something less boyfriend-y?” Bill proposed, raising his eyebrows as he stood up and moved to the large box television his mother and father had practically tossed at him for his birthday a year ago. They’d forgotten it until the day before… the TV was their apology. “I can k-kick your cute ass in Super M-Mario if you w-want?”

“Shut up,” Stan rolled his eyes, snatching the second controller from Bill’s hand. “You don’t stand a fucking chance, Billy.”

“G-game on, Stanny,” Bill laughed, setting the game up.

They began to play, becoming more and more competitive with each level. It was a little ridiculous in the broad spectrum, considering they were technically on the same team, but that did not stop them from battling over power-ups and who got to deliver the killing blow to Bowser.

“And Princess Peach is mine!” Stan cried triumphantly. He laughed, giddily, “You know, I actually like her tiara.” He spun around to grin smugly at Bill.

The other boy stared at him with a blank expression for a moment before huffing, “I’m br-breaking up with you.”

Stan watched as Bill stood up, dropping his controller back to the bed, “I won’t share the tiara if you break up with me.”

“Keep your f-fucking tiara,” Bill rolled his eyes but Stan could hear the light tone in his voice and see him fighting back a smile.

“Well,” He shrugged, “I mean if you don’t want to share…”

He was silenced by Bill coming to stand in front of him, grasping his face and kissing him. They fell back onto the bed together, limbs and bodies tangling together with the sound of their laughter.

Stan’s brain slowed once again to a peaceful pace as Bill’s lips trailed down his jawline to his ear, his boyfriend’s breathy chuckles and his own heartbeat the only sounds that existed in the world at that moment. He ran a hand over Bill’s arm, taking in that feeling of pure electric charge that came with being in contact with the boy he loved.

Bill was the light of Stan’s life. He was Stan’s favorite thing. He made the world a better place. He made life worth living even on the days when Stan didn’t want to get out of bed. He was the motivation to keep moving, to keep trying to do good.

And Stanley loved him so much for it.

The young writer pressed one last kiss to Stan’s collarbone, moving to hover above the other boy with a teasing smile. His eyebrows drew together when he noticed Stan’s wide eyes, “What?”

Blinking to clear his spellbound brain, Stan shook his head slowly, “I just— I really love you, Billy. I know I make things hard for you sometimes but I really do — love you, I mean. Thank you for, you know, putting up with me.”

“Y-you don’t make things hard for me,” Bill rolled his eyes before carefully sweeping down to quickly kiss Stanley once again. Returning to his previous position, he bit his lip, “And I don’t put up with you, Stanny.”

Stan felt himself blush furiously, looking away with a half-hearted shrug, “Still, thank you. I mean it. I can’t tell you how much you mean to…” He trailed off, suddenly embarrassed by his own confession. God, he must sound so pathetic and needy.

Cool lips pressed against his hot cheek while a thumb ghosted over the other. Bill’s scent of paper and ink filled Stan’s head as eyelashes tickled his skin. When the other boy spoke, he spoke slowly, carefully pronouncing each syllable so as to not stutter over the words, “Shh, I know. I love you, too.”

Stan’s eyes slipped closed as he reveled in that beautiful declaration and in the dizzying feeling of being in love and being happy and relaxed for once in his life—

“Bill! Stanley! What are you two up to?! Dinners ready!” Sharon Denbrough’s voice came up the stairs, jolting both boys back to reality.

Bill stood up quickly, helping Stan up. The boy immediately began righting his wrinkled clothes as Bill ruffled his head to get it back to its natural look and not the rumpled mess Stan had made it.

He cleared his throat, glancing apologetically at Stan before calling back, “C-coming, Mom!” Reaching out, he fixed Stanley’s collar that had popped up, “To b-be continued?”

Stan rolled his eyes, cursing the blush that graced his features, and nodded, “To be continued.”

[kittyrredden]

How it ends...

Hey guys, sorry it took so long to get this to you. I’ve had zero creative drive lately. But yesterday and today, it just flowed. Originally, LAR was going to go on for years with a wedding and kiddos and junk. But after the breakup with my ex, this is how I rewrote it. It’s mostly just an overview, with some more specific scenes in there that I’d already written. Anyway, this is the rewrite I did…

TL;DR- The end.

 The act five side story was going to be a shortened version of act zero. Originally, it was planned to be a whole act following Jaska from leaving Nix Velox (his village), through to the beginning of act one when they were thrown onto the boat. It would cover his journey south, meeting Catlin, his transformation, and the torture he was put through while waiting for the ship that would take them to Paello Isle. Instead, I shortened it down to a 7 page side story.

  Here is the overview:

 Child Jaska

Chases hawk

Uses powers

Sees through the hawk’s eyes

A little older

Watches father skin an animal

Asks why they kill animals

Teen Jaska

Thanking recent kill for its sacrifice so that his people may live

Journey to Vinea

Joking with companions

Teasing his little brother

Saving Yannick from the bear

The change

Jaska wakes from his dream

  Over the course of the next few acts, Jaska would run into Torin more frequently, even to the point of meeting her wife. When he is out with Tonya and they meet up, Tonya gets easily angry and jealous of how flustered both Torin and Jaska are around each other.

  Torin on the Bridge

Cast: T=Torin; W=Wife

T- -waiting on a footbridge in the park, staring down at water; thinks about Jaska; flashes back to dreams; grips her hair- Get over it, Tor! It was just a stupid dream! W- What about? T- Oh, nothing. Just a nightmare. Been bugging me all day. W- Wanna talk about it? T- No, I’m fine. W- -frowns-

  One day, when out with Presley and Summer, Jaska runs into Torin and Summer invites her to their next dinner party.

At the party, it is obvious that Torin’s wife is not well. She seems extremely tired and Torin takes her home early, but she is pleasant to be around.

 Jaska gets on well with Lana and Brandon at his new job. Brandon (being in a wheelchair) mans the monitors while Jaska and Lana do rounds. With absolutely NOTHING happening on the night shift, the pair get up to mischief. Here are a few examples:

L=Lana J=Jaska B=Brandon

  The Race

L- -standing in doorway of security office- Bran, tell us who passes the door first. B- K… -Jaska and Lana take off running- -speedwalk thru science lab as not to break anything- -Jaska runs thru basement; Lana noes the fuck out- J- Hey! That’s cheating!! L- -on stairs; jumps banister, cuts J off- Twelve years of gymnastics, bitch! -both run past security office door; walk back panting- L- So, who one? B- Unlike you two, I was working. -J and L stare at monitors for a moment- L- There is literally NOTHING happening! You couldn’t have looked away for two seconds? B- Nope L- -throws hands in the air; walks away-

  The Basement

B- -into radio- Hey, need one of you to check the basement. Something fell over. L- -thru radio- Not it! J- -thru radio- Okay, I’ll do it. J- -enters basement, looks around, comes to a set of doors chained and locked; shines light on doors, illuminating the words painted on them in red- Don’t dead… Open inside… That makes no sense. -over radio- Hey, what’s up with the writing on the doors? L- Oh… that’s… don’t worry about that. That’s just the furnace room. Charlie, the last night guard, he did that. Big zombie movie fan. J- -thought bubble- The fuck’s a zombie? B- Keep going, over by the old computer stuff. J- -stares at door for another moment, then continues on. Finds downed item. Nothing else is out of place, no one else in basement-

  Brandon warns Lana about flirting too much (in her own way) with Jaska. She denies it, then admits that she is flirting, but it’s just harmless fun and that she doesn’t like him like that.

 Catlin goes through a string of jobs, not making it past the training period.

 Both Tonya and Arthur express jealousy and suspicion regularly about Catlin and Jaska living together. Neither are pleased that Jaska is supporting her. Arthur never offers to help.

 Between Jaska’s protective nature around Catlin and how flustered he gets around Torin, she ends things with Jaska.

 One evening, Jaska and Catlin are hanging out on the fire escape and Jaska kisses Catlin. Unbeknownst to them, Arthur is on the street below and sees them. Arthur gives her multiple openings to tell him what happened, but she acts oblivious.

 Arthur gets a job offer back in his hometown. He invites her out to dinner, but keeps hesitating all night. The following morning, he finally tells her about the job, then invites her to go with him, then he offers a ring.

 Catlin is stunned. She doesn’t know what to think and at 19, she definitely isn’t ready. She doesn’t want to leave her friends. Arthur accuses her of being in love with Jaska, of seeing her on the balcony with him. Finally, he tells her to get her stuff and get out and he storms out of the apartment.

 Catlin gathers her things, leaves her key with the doorman and goes home.

 Jaska returns home from work to find a note from Catlin saying that she needs time to figure things out. Her room is empty, but for the furniture. [/end act]

 The next side story opens with Catlin waking up in bed with Gypsy. What was supposed to be a few nights on the couch that turned into a one-night rebound turns into a full-blown relationship. Catlin falls for Gypsy hard and Gypsy adores her.

When a job opening comes up at the coffee shop, Gypsy recommends Catlin to her boss, but like all the jobs before, it doesn’t go well.

 One day, Jake (rabbit) asks Summer how Catlin is doing and she says “Last I heard, she hooked up with a girl at the coffee shop.” He furiously blushes at the idea.

Catlin chances to run into Jake in the market. Coffee becomes a regular thing between the two.

 Being single and still very possessive of Catlin, the more Jaska thinks about her out there being happy with another girl, the darker his thoughts get.

 Summer comments that they haven’t seen Torin in a while (with a joke in there about how she can never remember Torin’s wife’s name – hint: she is never given a name).

 At Gypsy’s urging, and an invitation from Summer, Catlin and Gypsy attend a dinner party. The evening goes well, everyone enjoys Gypsy and Catlin is encouraged to spend more time around her friends again.

 Exposed to this new version of Catlin, Jaska doesn’t like who she is becoming. He confronts her about her behaviour.

 A season goes by.

  The Breakup

Cast: G=Gypsy, C=Catlin

G- I love you and I know you love me but I think there’s someone else. C- What? No! Of course not! G- Sweetie, it’s the same person it’s been since day one. You just need to see that. C- So… you’re breaking up with me? G- Yes. I love you so much, but I’m not the one. I’m just your rebound. Now you need to figure out for yourself who it is and go get them.

Catlin goes to Summer and Presley with all her stuff.

  Winnie tells Catlin of an opening at the library. Catlin imagines that scene that takes place in every movie with a library where the bookshelves domino, but she’s trained to reshelve books and run the front desk. It’s not enough to afford her own place, but it’s enough to live off of. She moves back in with Winnie.

 Two more seasons pass. Shows Jaska and Catlin in everyday life.

  Jaska and Torin

Cast: J=Jaska, T=Torin Jaska has a prophetic dream, wakes up confused, looking at the empty space beside him. Gets up, throws on clothes, runs out into the rain. Finds Torin standing on the other side of a bridge railing. J- Torin! T- Just go away! J- No! What the hell are you doing? T- I can’t do this. She’s gone. I can’t… J- What? T- She’s dead! J- Torin, don’t do this! What about everyone else? Everyone you’ll leave behind? Don’t you know how much that will hurt them? T- I don’t care. None of that matters. J- What about me? T- -looks at him- J- If you do this, do you have any idea what that would do to me? I know it hurts. It will never stop hurting. You’ll always miss her, and you don’t feel like it now, but you will learn how to live without her. You’ll get stronger everyday so it will hurt a little less. Torin, please. You are so important to me. T- -lets go of the railing to cover her face and cry- J- -grabs her and lifts her over the railing to safety-   Jaska sits with Torin through the night until she falls asleep, carries her to Catlin’s old room

T- -wakes, goes to Jaska’s room- J- -wakes at the sound of the door- T- Sorry, I’m gonna… J- -pulls back the covers- Come on. T- -sniffs, hurries to the bed and climbs in, falls asleep cuddled up with him-

J- -wakes to find Torin watching him- Hey… T- Hey. You must think I’m crazy. J- No, I think you’re hurting. When my mother died, I was lost. My father didn’t know how to help. He had my little brother and a new baby to see to. He didn’t know how to help me. Mom was the only one who understood me and life without her was impossible, but I got wrapped up in helping my dad and learning my trade and one day I realized… it didn’t hurt like it used to.

T- -strokes his cheek, kisses him- J- Torin… I don’t think… T- -climbs on top of him- You’re important to me too.

  Things begin to wind down at this point between characters.

  The End

Cast: C=Catlin, J=Jake Cy=Cyrus (SOL), R=Romy (SOL)

Catlin walking through the market. Sees Jaska with Torin out shopping. Sighs. Bumps shoulders with Cyrus. Cy- Oh, sorry. C- -watches him go- R- Hey, are we going to the Valkyrie tonight? Cy- Still hoping to figure out what that was in the shark head?

Catlin continues to the cafe. C- -mumbles- He’ll be in a pink shirt… pink shirt… -sees Jake in a pink shirt- J- -spots her, straightens- C- Jake, you’re not… -blush- J- -sigh- Damn Summer and her meddling. C- -sits- Yea, but this time, I don’t mind so much. J- Yea… yea. Maybe she got it right this time. -turns to waitress to order-

   The End

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Where will the Empire go without Jamal Lyon?

Where will the Empire go without Jamal Lyon?

Where will Empire go in their last season, further, potentially losing two characters who brought the show a lot of impact on viewers?

The news about the season coming to a warp is hard on many fans.

Especially those who were recently let down by bad choices (again this is a positive website) which we all sometimes make in life.

The heartache that we felt in Empire’s season 5 cannot even be properly translated onto paper.

Cancer takes so many lives, it’s not easy on families and the show brought it to light with many emotions.

These emotions are dealt with on a daily basis from people we don’t even know.

FOX opened up about Empire’s 6th season.

“We’re excited to see to this show go out with a bang,” Fox Entertainment’s chief executive, Charlie Collier, said in a conference call with the news media, adding that six seasons “is a pretty remarkable run for a drama series.”

Sadly, we might not be seeing Jamal Lyon, most importantly Andre Lyon, will what he’s facing keep him in the show?

The New York Times shared what producers were thinking about his return to the Empire.

In April, much of the cast of “Empire,” including its two lead actors, Terrence Howard and Taraji P. Henson, signed a letter of support asking for Smollett to return.

Producers and executives declined, saying there were “no plans” for him to come back, even as they negotiated an extension on his option, leaving the door open for a return later in the season.

Either way, the whole cast and crew have done a wonderful job. Season 5 of Empire literally kept my emotions going up and down like a screwed up rollercoaster.

Ice cream was needed, junk food was needed and my heart was into the show 100%

There are people out there who look at those in the limelight and think “oh their life must be easy.”

Truth is, their life is not easier than yours, yeah maybe they don’t have to worry about rent but they still work hard, the show is a nice little behind the scenes of what it takes working in the music industry.

There are countless hours spent in and out of the studio, learning, creating and doing that “special,” thing all family, friends, and fans wait for, I mean, wouldn’t you do the same?

We all have a job to do and we all matter equally.

Empire is more than just a “tv show,” with film in mind, everything happens for a reason in front of that camera, whether it’s to make a statement or a really sweet artistic twist to the plot.

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The world today seems to take marriage for granted. Many people take hearts and split them in half without a flinch and honestly, it’s a sad fact. Further, there are 19,353,568 divorces over the course of an average first marriage that ends in divorce (8 years, if you make it past the 7-year itch). Today is a special day, just like every other day, people celebrate their love on Valentines day and Mothers day and anniversaries but what about the other days when it’s “just another day?” You don’t give up on marriage, it’s a promise, it’s a challenge and it’s not always perfect. In fact, it’s far from perfect, most importantly, if two people can realize that as a fact, there’s no way for failure unless it’s a purely toxic and abusive situation. My husband Brendan Kent Warkentin has spent every moment with me, the dark, the happy, the unknown and made it a lot less scary. I mean, he’s a celebrity all on his own. One with morals, values and infinite love. My man, he made me follow my dreams, whether that meant traveling, being apart for a short amount of time or allowing me to sleep a little more when my Crohn’s disease isn’t being nice. Writer's block happens often but today all I can think about is the man that my love is and he doesn’t just say “I love you babe,” he shows it with actions, many, many unforgettable actions. You know, they say that children end up growing up and marrying someone like the parent they were closest too, in this case, it’s my mom because God knows my dad wasn’t there to do shit for family. Brendan Kent, my heart will always be yours, no man, no person in this world will tear me from the fire that burns when you simply cuddle me to sleep, or give me a kiss before work and send me a message letting me know you got there safe. That shows how much you acknowledge how often I worry when you simply drive, something we all do every day. I love you more than words can describe. You are my King and as your Queen, I will forever show you off to the world. Shit, you proposed to me while I was sick as a dog in bed. If that isn’t through thick and thin, good and bad, I don’t know what relates but you kept your word, just as I will always keep mine. Never forget the promise I made you in the middle of the Luxor. You are my love, you mean more to me than anything this materialistic world could give me in life. I’m thankful you chased me, I’m thankful you love me, I’m thankful for every part of you, head to toe and especially your personality. I love you babe. I love you so damn much. Thank you for pushing me to follow those dreams, the success that comes it not just for me, it's for us. Te iubesc my love.

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Tag thing, wanted to do it for some time but now im at my comp and stuff so uh yeah anyways

Rules: once you’ve been tagged you’re supposed to write a post with eighty-two truths and then tag twenty-five people

I was tagged by @fluffyliontae

Name: tsu (just call me that, or susu or smth yknow)

Blood type: A-

Nickname(s): susu, mym

R/s: single

Zodiac Sign: libra

Pronouns: eh whatever, on some days its he > she > they but it can also be a diff order so yeah seriously whatever floats your boat

Favorite TV Shows: W - Two Worlds (same), a Persona 5 anime could be one of them but there’s none

Long or short hair: long

Height: 162cm or so

Do you have a crush on someone: romantic none, aesthetic ones? squishes? hoo boy

What do you like about yourself: my eyes, that cute scar on my hand

Right or left handed: right

List of three favorite colors: too many, i mostly like colour combos, but light blue, black and #540003 i guess

RIGHT NOW

Eating: nothing, i had brownie ritter sport a bit earlier tho

Drinking: water

I’m about to: draw

Listening to: Believer - Imagine Dragons

Kids: 0

Get married: nah

Career: I want money

MOST RECENT

Drink: water

Phone call: i think my uncle??

Song you listened to: before Believer there’s Bonfire on my spotify playlist but rn its Queen by History

HAVE YOU EVER

Dated someone twice: nah

Been cheated on: thats a long story

Kissed someone and regretted it: dont think so

Lost someone special: hmm

Been depressed: yeah

Been drunk and thrown up: never drunk alcohol

Kissed a stranger: nope

Had glasses or contacts: yeah

Had sex on the first date: nope

Broken someone’s heart: not that im aware of it

Turned someone down: kinda??

Cried when someone died: yeah

Fallen for a friend: im aro, that doesnt work

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU

Made a new friend: yes

Fallen out of love: no

Laughed until you cried: yes

Met someone who changed you: mhhh dont think so?

Found out who your true friends were: kinda (I’m sorry that I’m always answering like this omg)

Found out someone was talking about you: cant remember

Kissed someone on your fb list: i dont use fb

WHICH IS BETTER

Lips or eyes: eyes

Hugs or kisses: hugs

Shorter or taller: taller

Romantic or spontaneous: platonic

Sensitive or loud: sensitive

Hookup or relationship: friendship

Troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant

FIRST

Best friend: have conatct with both or them but we’re not as close? although I still don’t mind lying/rolling around on his floor

Surgery: does removing my wisdom teeth count? (does it?)

Sport: swimming (I wish I hadn’t stopped)

Vacation: Turkey

DO YOU BELIEVE IN

Yourself: depends on the day (same)

Miracles: yeah

Love at first sight: i dont rly believe in romantic love, but other than that yeah has flashbacks to when x impulse bought a ps vita

Heaven: i want to

EXTRAS

How many people from your fb list do you know irl: i still dont use fb

Do you have any pets: i used to have a duck

Do you want to change your name: yeah kinda i’d prefer something gender neutral

What did you do for your last birthday: i played video games at home bc i have no friends

What time did you wake up today: idk, fell asleep again

What were you doing last night at midnight: internet

Something you can’t wait for: when i move out

Last time you saw your mom: some minutes ago

What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: how my brain is sometimes

Have you ever talked to a person named tom: yeah, had a classmate with that name

What’s getting on your nerves: loud noises in the morning, often ppl i dont consider as friends

instructions: You can tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. Put your music on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 people. No skipping.

(should i do the whole thing?? ok lemme get my phone pls note that i havent gotten the p5 ost yet)

Obtained a Berry! - DP OST

actually there comes some more Nintendo OST

Awake -BTS

Young Forever (unplugged ver) - BTS

crow tit (jpn) - bts

Mein Block - Sido

We don’t talk anymore - Jungkook

a song i do not remember what it was

Faint - Linkin Park

La la La - naughty boy

i think its time to make a new playlist bc i dont listen to some pop songs anymore

so uh yeah the whole thing it is

5 things you’d find in my bag:

tissues, a shit ton

wallet

probably some paper

charger

phone

5 things you’d find in my bedroom:

desk

clothes

stuffed animals

bed

my computer

5 things i always wanted to do in life:

Travelmore

Get a job i love

Own a cat

Get a life I like

Have ppl I’m close with that are not far away

5 things i’m currently into:

video games

persona 5, fire emblem heroes (they deserve their own point)

kpop

art

ummm edgesthetic?

5 things on my to do list:

go to a BTS concert

get a part time job

learn Japanese and perhaps Korean and get better at French

visit all the countries I still want to go to

get better at drawing

5 things people may not know about me:

I would love to study video game development but I’m too scared of what’s after that plus there’s no way I’ll get accepted hahaha

i love min yoongi and his mixtape bc he idk he helped me think that maybe not everything in my life will be shitty later and that maybe I’ll be able to be happy one day

I’m currently in a more down phase

i have problems with my sense of reality

i have a cute scar on my hand

Top 10 BTS Songs Tag:

  House Of Cards (Full Length Edition)

  House Of Cards [OUTRO]

  Good Day

No order from here on

4. I NEED U (Japanese Ver.) 5. FOR YOU 6. 쩔어 (Dope) 7. 등골브레이커 (Spine breaker) 8. 24/7 = Heaven 9. Blood Sweat & Tears 10. Not Today

I have time

10 groups/artists you like besides Kpop/liked before Kpop:

nqrse ❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎

Fall Out Boy

Panic! at the Disco

DAOKO ❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎

Casper

Die Ärzte

I think that’s it

DAT ADAM

uhh I liked Abingdon Boys School at some point

idk the old Sido songs aint bad?

10 favorite non-kpop songs:

ダイスキ - DAOKO

BANG! - DAOKO

Das Grizzly Lied - Casper

パラサイト(Parasite) - nqrse feat.まふまふ,luz  

ECHO - まふまふ (mafumafu) feat.nqrse

p much any song sung by nqrse im sorry im trash hmu and ill link you some good stuff

Believer - Imagine Dragons

Bonfire - Felix Jaehn, ALMA

Die Vergessenen 1/2 - Casper

omg i totally forgot about OSTs Toberu Mono from The Last Stiry, too much from Persona 5 liek Beneath the Mask, Last Surprise etc

10 favorite movies:

i don’t watch enough :c

10 favorite tv shows, including anime & cartoons:

W - Two Worlds

Acchi Kocchi

Psycho Pass

I’m giving up

10 things you enjoyed before kpop/enjoy besides kpop, that won’t fit in the lists above:

music

art

video games

esp atlus n nintendo games!!

cute soft stuffed animals

flight rising

sarma

collecting cute key charms

collecting cute things in general

dancing

ten tag last movie you watched: i dont know

last song you listened to:  that one song mentioned above by Daoko

last show you watched: I Hear Your Voice

last book you read: Der Vorleser by Bernhard Schlink, don’t read it

last thing you ate: chocolate

if you could be anywhere in the world right now where would you be: Tokyo

when would you time travel to: itll be spontaneous

first thing you would do with lottery money: buy a loft

character you would hang out with for a day: P5 Protagonist

time right now: 23:52

the ‘or’ tag

build a snowman with v OR have a snowball fight with j-hope

get coffee with suga OR get ice cream with suga

go to the cinema with jimin OR the amusement park with jungkook

do a dance cover with j-hope OR sing a duet with jin

kiss rap monster OR cuddle suga

babysit with jimin OR dogsit with v

meet j-hope’s family OR have v meet your family

film a commercial with j-hope OR film a sketch with v

hug jimin OR hold hands with jungkook

go to paris with jin OR go to london with suga (sorry been to paris already)

film a drama with jin OR do a photo shoot with rap monster

attend an award show with rap monster OR wear couple t-shirts at the airport with jungkook

spend a lazy day with suga OR explore a city with j-hope

fall asleep next to jimin OR wake up next to jungkook

make up a silly rap with v OR a silly choreography with jin

have a fun picnic with j-hope OR a fancy date with jin

have jungkook serenade you OR have v sing you to sleep

have a dance party with j-hope OR sing karaoke with suga

go camping with jimin and v OR go to the beach with rap monster and suga

cook with jin AND bake a cake with jimin

have a sleepover with the hyung line OR a birthday party with the maknae line

celebrate halloween with jungkook, suga, v and j-hope OR christmas with rap monster, jimin and j-hope

rules: answer the questions with the first letter of your name, then tag 10 people. If the person who tagged you has the same initial, you must use different answers. you cannot use the same word twice.

What is your name? - Tsu

A four letter word? - text

A boy’s name? - Tom

An occupation? - tailor

Something you wear? - t-shirt

A color? - turquoise

A food? - tomato

Something you find in the bathroom? - toilet

A place? - Tokyo

A reason for being late? - traffic

Something you shout? - yells

A movie title? - something that starts with “the”

Something you drink? - tea

An animal? - turtle

A type of car? - tesla

Title of a song? - Tage wie diese - die toten hosen

I’m,,, maybe later @mama-kisu @metroid-fr (you can do the non kpop stuff) eh whoever wants i guess

[guessmonsta]

those roommate scenarios are so cute!!! do u think u can write somethin fluffy abt the one where kuroo crawls into his roommates bed? maybe w some cuddles and feelings talk (or maybe nsfw) but anything is u like is ok!!! ty!!!

I had fun with this one :')It was 3:36 AM.Again. Lately, it was becoming troublesome for him to fall asleep on certain nights. Today was the fourth time this week that he found himself idly staring at the ceiling, waiting for time to tediously pass on until he could officially, ‘wake up.’ The middle of the night was deemed eerie, to him, the only noises to be heard were the deep rumbles of the furnace and the soft peeps of swallows by the ocean. An hour ago, the soft giggles of his roommate contributed to the concoction, but had slowly died out. He completed whether or not he should go bother her, it wouldn’t be the first time that he had done so. It wasn’t even the first time this week that he had done so. She never really minded, curling right up next to him in response and holding a conversation with him until she passed out again. He didn’t want to feel like a nuisance, bothering her at such a sacred hour, but his inner asshole compelled him to. He sat up in bed with a moan, his back cracking melodically as he arched backwards. The cold draft from the window hit him hard as he slipped from underneath his duvet, a silent tail of cusses escaping him. The floorboards creaked underneath his heavy footsteps, as if they were calling upon her, warning her of her impending doom. When he came upon her bedroom he stopped, noticing how her usually locked bedroom door was now open with a hairline crack. She was expecting him. It almost made his heart melt, really. This girl was honestly the sweetest person on earth, a gift from the heavens, and he wondered how he ever managed to get acquainted with someone so ethereal. He opened her door a tad bit more, slipping through and sitting on the edge of her bed. The first time he had done this, she freaked out and threw her phone at him. He couldn’t blame her, really. It would’ve terrified him too if in the middle of the night, someone decided to suddenly shift the entire weight of his bed. The black eye he received from the cellular impact still hurt, though. She shifted slightly, clutching onto the pillow she held between her arms a bit tighter. He crawled underneath the duvet, prying said pillow out of her grasp and replacing the void with his own body. She must've been awake, because he swore he heard a giggle when she shifted closer to him. “Tetsurou, you’re fucking freezing.” She whispered into his chest, gazing up at him through the dark. Kuroo chuckled, his fingers subconsciously tangling themselves into her hair. “Yeah, thats why I came to you, the hottest damn thing in this apartment.”“I would say something snarky back but… I’m too tired to tell you to stop hitting on me.” Kuroo chuckled, snuggling closer to her warmth. She had a heavy electric duvet, and it was an honest to god miracle. Underneath said duvet and cuddled up to her warmth brought upon the coziest situation he had experienced in his entire life. “Hey, __, you’re so hot… you denature my proteins.”“Oh my god, get out of my bed.”“__, __, are you a hypertonic solution? ‘Cause you make me swell, if you know what I mean.”She rolled her eyes with a smile, shifting herself so she came face to face with him on the pillow. “Hey Tetsurou, you must be the acid to my litmus paper, because everytime I touch you, I turn red.”Kuroo blinked, and she blinked back, a satisfied smirk on her face. He had been hit on with what had to be the nerdiest pickup line ever to be uttered, but he could feel himself get red in the face. “How’d you come up with that one?” He pondered. She shrugged, brushing some of his fallen bangs out of his face. “I learn from the best.” “Aw, thanks babe.” He lifted his shaky hand to meet hers, balancing their fingertips together, before lacing them together. He felt his heart thump, her soft gaze melting him to the core. “Do you plan on sleeping at all tonight?” She peeped.“Yeah, I dunno, probably. I had like, three monsters today, so I dunno if my body will necessarily let me.”“I could stay up with you… I’d need like, four espressos, but I could.”“Nah, nah. I can’t do that to you.” He hummed, running the pad of his thumb across the back of her hand. “You need your beauty sleep.”“Sleep is for the weak.” She sniffled. “Besides, tomorrow's a Saturday.” Kuroo didn’t respond, letting go of her hand and drawing her into his arms. They were chest to chest, his heart beating all the faster. She looked eerily content and it irked him. How was she so serene in a situation like this? “You know, Tetsurou, if you need help sleeping, you could just watch one of your shitty documentaries. Those are always a big help for me.”“This is the last time you bash on my documentaries.” He demanded, trying to keep a straight face as he taunted her. He just couldn’t though. “Those are interesting, __. You just aren’t a science major, you wouldn’t understand.” “You might as well just say, “It isn’t a phase mom, it's who I really am.” and you’d be getting the same point across as the one you're trying to make right now.”“What happened to being too tired to sass me, huh?” He poked at her side, causing her to jump a bit and slap his arm.“You replenished my sodium levels. They’re at a all time high now.”“Go to sleep.” He muttered, catching her eye for a moment before he flicked her forehead. She winced, then brushed it off. “One day, I wanna pull an all nighter just so I can see how your damn hermit crab escapes that cage every night.” “He wouldn’t do it if you we’re watching.” Kuroo snorted. “How do you know? Hermit crabs don't have the mental capacity.”“Well my hermit crab does. I raise my children well, y’know.” She giggled at this, covering her mouth with her hand. “I’d love to see how your children turn out, Kuroo Tetsurou.”“I’d love to see how our children turn out.” It took Kuroo a solid five seconds before he realized what he had said, and immediately, he froze up. She wore a stunned expression, her cheeks practically glowing red. “Well that's a new one…”“God I’m sorry, it's late and night and-”“Don’t worry, Tetsurou.” She cut him off, tilting her chin upwards and planting a soft kiss on the tip of his nose. “You’re cute.” Kuroo felt his stomach twist, his heart race, and his face burn all at once. He tried calling out to her, but she didn’t respond, her face buried into the crook of his neck. He inhaled, then exhaled deeply, letting the nerves subside deep inside of him. Its was 4:18 AM.And he was glad he didn’t sleep.

[eleven-vibes]

To not even notice shes not wanted

I have to tell you about my dad and Maria, which as officially as I know it- is his girlfriend. Now I just want to say for the record and the things I’m about to say I’m not saying them because my dad has a girlfriend and its not my mom. No okay. I’m not 10 years old anymore. I, of course, want my dad to not end up by myself. I would like someone for him to be around when I’m not there anymore. But nevertheless, I plan on building my adult life around him and making sure he’s okay. But still I’m saying this just because its the truth.

Dude shes crazy.

Not like a little crazy, but like borderline psychotic. And im at the stage where its like wow I can’t believe I’m thinking like a guy in these sense that I’m kind of ashamed that women... act like this. Like this is very sad. Just to give you an idea, she's pretending to be pregnant to keep my dad. Well the whole “pretending” part is still a theory because you can't exactly go to a mother who lost her daughter a few months ago and say things like that. So its really just a theory but its got good evidence. Even if its true well she sees it like a blessing and like it has an underlying meaning and like it was brought to her by jesus as if this weren't as simple as biology. (and a huge mistake obviously). But she thinks she's going to go away to live w/ this thing and it’ll be like a piece of my dad in it. Like are you insane?

But though that's really crazy, what I think is even more insane is that she so so clingy. She's around all the time despite the fact that its so obvious my dad doesn't actually want her. He spends time w/ her because she's the most accessible thing, but like... its clear even to me that she isn't wanted. The day before when they came back to my house after being at my aunts, she spoke to my dad in this caramel tone she must think is so irresistible: “can you do me a small little favor? how about we watch a movie but this time we watch it in the bedroom instead of the living room? we can get under the blankets.” My dad was like “Eh” and he made a joke as he does when he doesn't want to do or say something. But in the end he sat down to watch TV on the couch and she looked pissed off and they didnt go to bed till later.

My dad doesnt seem to like when shes around and I dont actually blame him. She's so clingy and honestly... kind of annoying. Like god, if I were a guy I would’ve left by now. And the thing is i’m so ashamed at myself for thinking this way because its like I’m thinking like a guy- but are all women like this and if so I dont even blame them for wanting to go? Is this how relationships are supposed to be? Are you supposed to cuddle w/ someone who doesn't even have his arm around you? Is this what is set up for my future? Is this how I’m supposed to be in a relationship? Is that whats waiting for me?

Its gross. 

And how dumb can she be?? To not even notice she's not wanted.