#BUT I saw something on twt today that just made my heart do a thing

[baehaar]

X

[firefly--bright]

Hii, can I ask for a painting date with Jeanbo X reader on his birthday please??

Lover.

jean kirstein x gender neutral!reader

summary : two artists being each other's muses.

warnings : maybe writing inconsistencies (?) not proofread.

a/n: thank you so much for this request!!! i loved writing it <3 soft jean supremacy i love this man (he's lines on a screen). ofcourse i made a playlist for this. this is nothing but pure pure fluff and alot of smiley jean :)

tagging : @mrsnobodynobody , @holding-ishu-and-a-book

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art creds : @/koidezuu on twt!

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you exhaled nervously, checking the front camera of your phone to make sure that you looked just as you wanted to, putting all of your faith in your other hand to clutch both the bouquet of flowers, and the actual gift you had made for jean - a bracelet strung with a charm he had eyed at a thrift store, and some pretty beads.

seeing that everything was set, you knocked on his front door and waited for him to answer.

April 7th, your beloved's birthday. you only hoped that your birthday gift to him made him feel just as special as he made you feel everyday. he deserved to be pampered too, especially on this day.

you had called him as midnight struck last night, pouring all your love into the biggest snd brightest "happy birthday, jean!" you could muster, which turned out to be loud enough to wake up your roomate. it was worth it, though, because his laugh lit up the entire screen despite it's pre-set brightness. the two of you talked till about 2 a.m., and you informed him to be ready the next day for a special date.

you had everything prepared : booking an art studio - which you had saved plenty for - a month in advance, making sure everything was all set up; the canvases, the paints, aprons, and charcoals (jean's favourite medium to work with.) you decorated it aptly with the help of sasha, who stole some of the cupcakes you had also made for jean as compensation. after this elaborate date, you'd drive him home, where he'd be greeted with the rest of his friends for a surprise birthday party, which you had also planned.

he deserved this. he deserved so much more than this, but for now, this would have to do. jean kirstein, resident asshole up until a couple years ago, somehow softened over time, and somehow also fell in love with you as you did with him not long before.

you hoped everything would go according to plan. jean took his lovesickness in pride, never missing out on an opportunity to spoil you, and you wanted to return the favour tenfold.

you knocked on the door, adjusting the objects in your hands, shaking your head to rid all the anxious thoughts.

a terrible effort, because jean rid them for you as soon as he opened the door.

your heart could burst out of your chest, and you could barely control the expression on your face as you broke into a wide smile.

he was dressed in his best colour; sage green. the hoodie fell just above his belly button, and it was clear that he cropped it himself. impulsively, as he did most things, but it somehow came out not as bad as you'd think. the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and there was a small embroidered star on the right side of his chest. he wore a hat that you had given him, yet another impulsive buy. the matching hat of the two currently hung behind your door. his fingers were adorned with metal bands, some plain and some with a pop of blue in them that matched the colour of his jeans.

the best part was his smile.

he wore the same smile he always did when he saw you, except today, his eyes had an extra glint.

"hi, love." he said.

"hi." you say, clearing your throat, "happy birthday, jean."

the statement came out as more of a whisper than an exclamation, and maybe that made it better because it was only something he was supposed to hear.

you presented him the bouquet of orchids you had bought. his smile widened, if that was even possible.

"i bought these for you."

he chuckled. "why are you nervous, babe?" he said, taking the flowers from your hands. you rolled your eyes as he did, as if the answer was obvious.

"i wanted to impress you, dumbass."

there was a beat of silence.

"m-me?" jean says, surprised. you nod.

"i mean, it is your birthday, so."

another beat passes. you look into his eyes, catching a glimpse of his reddening cheeks.

almost six months of dating and you couldn't believe you still had that effect on him. you breath out a smile and pull him closer by the front of his shirt.

placing your lips on his cheek, you trail kisses till the path of his lips, meeting there and waiting, patiently, for him to push forward and give you a kiss himself.

jean delivers. when he kisses you, you can feel the smile against your lips and smell his fragrance he wore especially for this occasion. his hair brushes against your forehead, and his trimmed stubble tickles your chin. you smile too, and now it's barely even a kiss; more just two pairs of smiling lips closely aligned, but you still pull away just as breathless.

the blush on Jean's cheek had nothing but deepend and you swallow a laugh at that. he always complained about how easily he could blush, but it was always something you liked about him.

"what's that?" he asks, eyes pointing to the box in your hands.

"patience, babe. all in good time." you say, "come on, i have a whole day planned for you."

jean smiled, brushing his hand through his hair. "can't wait."

--

the car ride there was mostly filled with you and jean screaming Jean's favourite songs out till your heart's content. his favourite songs had quickly became your favourite too, and vice versa. jean couldn't sing if your weren't singing with him, so you happily accompanied him in the act. after half of the playlist had finished, you reached your destination.

it was an art studio that you had found out on the internet, and people in the comments were raving about the space and view that struck them with inspiration. and sure enough, it was beautiful.

located in a large garage-looking loft on one of the far secluded corners of the beach, the letters "Raven's Studios" were plastered on the big doors in a bold red font. jean took in the place with surprise written all over his features, not knowing that out of all places, this would be the one you were driving to.

the inside was spacious, the windows streched over the expanse of the wall, overlooking the blue waters with boats cruising on it. there were two canvases placed near the windows, both facing each other. all the other materials were placed carefully (and double checked) on a wooden table that had old paint splattered on it's surface, on the far left, along with the remainder chocolate cupcakes and an empty vase waiting to be filled up with the orchids you bought for jean.

you gauged Jean's reaction, who stood near the doorway. his mouth was slightly hung open, eyes scanning over each carefully thought out detail. his left hand still gripped the bouquet, his right holding his phone and his hat.

you bit the inside of your lip in anticipation as he walked further inside.

jean let out a low whistle. "holy shit." was all he could muster up, and the tone his voice helped you relax a little.

"do you like it? i didn't know which medium you wanted to draw with, but you told me about how you really wantsd to have an art date, and i figured why not, you know?" your nervous voice bounced around the four walls. jean stood near the large windows now, hands on his hips. you continued, filling in the space with your rambling, "and some cupcakes, i got the recipie from your mom....she had to take it from the bakery you told me about, the one that sold those cheescakes you really liked near your old house.... but sasha ate some of them, of course-"

"it's perfect." jean said. he had turned towards you now, walking to where you were standing, still lingering near the doorway.

you didn't notice when he had placed all his belongings on the space on the table, and his hands now cupped your cheeks gently, his thumb rubbing ticklish circles on your cheekbones.

his smile was radiant, the corners of his eyes crinkling. there was a sparkle in them, his smile showing his teeth, his exhale blowing a puff of air over your face.

"thank you," he said, kissing your cheek, then the tip of your nose - which immediately scrunched up under his lips - and then finally a fleeting kiss on your smiling lips.

"don't thank me. it's my pleasure, birthday boy."

his face scrunched with that comment. "please dont call me that. it makes me feel like I'm...ten years old or something."

you tilt your head, his hands still on your face, with a teasing smirk. "jean-boy, then?"

he rolled his eyes. "you just love ruining the moment, don't you?"

"you love me." you said.

his expression softened. "that I do."

--

the playlist you made specially for this occasion flowed through the room beautifully, and the brilliantly blue sky gave off a blue hue to the inside of the white room. the wind ruffled Jean's hair, and the waves crashing into the shore made it all the more beautiful to look at him.

he had opted for the charcoals, as you had guessed, grabbing one of the papers and making himself comfortable on the ground near the window. you sat behind him, choosing a canvas and some acrylic paints in all the different blues you could get your hands on, along with some colours to paint jean.

your view - the one you had decided to paint - included the bright blue skies, littered with clouds, the calm sea, the rim of half of the window, and Jean's side profile. mapping your painting on your canvas, you tried not to notice Jean's skittish glances towards your face.

jean definitely had your face memorized by now. if someone asked him to, he'd be able to give them a vivid description of you without even having to close his eyes. he could probably name all of the parts of your body that he loved, and he'd seen the back of your hand more than he had seen his own by now. thank god you hadn't seen the sketchbook he kept hidden from you, which was filled with drawings of you doing absolutely nothing but breathing.

yes, jean definitely had your face memorized by now. but he was looking at you because he knew you were painting him, because there was so much care and comfort held in your eyes as you got the silohette of his side profile just right, because you saw him as your muse. as if today hadn't been special enough, he swore all his dreams came true the moment your hands began to sketch the scenery out.

Jean's mind couldn't focus on the art he was supposed to be making, not like this. which was ironic, because given the conditions, it shoudlve been more than enough for him to find inspiration in this beauty. but he couldn't help it; his muse was sitting there, blinking and breathing and creating, painting him. he couldn't help but do what his muscles grew familiar to now - draw you.

jean tried not to move as he sketched out your face, then your body, and your hands that were moving over your own canvas.

" can I go, where you go?

can we always be this close? "

jean heard you hum to the song that everyone came to associate with the two of you. all of his friends, who were your friends too, thought that this song was the most fitting for you, and jean couldn't agree more. jean wanted to stick by your side, do all the mundane things that life brought to him every day of the year, and do all the special things too, like the one he was currently doing. jean smiled, joining your hums, and he knew you had the same smile etched in your face as the one he was recreating on his rough paper.

his hands stained with charcoal, he drew flowers all around you, messily adding petals in a way that he knew would still make sense.

he snuck another glance at your form. you were so pretty it made his heart physically hurt.

his birthday was something he slightly dreaded throughout the year. when he was younger, he didn't have many people except his mother to celebrate the day with. it stayed that way, the same traditions up until highschool, where he met marco, when he began to look forward to his birthday a little. then came sasha and Connie, and soon the rest of his friends made the day as special as they could. every year would be somewhat the same, but it was comfortable, and jean didn't feel consumed by the lingering lonliness that he usually felt as a kid. he desperately wished to be someone special to another someone special as he blew out his birthday candles every year.

and then he met you, and all that he had been wishing for made sense. he became someone special to someone remarkable; to you. the thought enough made him want to climb onto the tallest roof of the world and scream out your names together, so that the clouds could hear him and make sure their rains would bring nothing but pleasant memories of your first kiss together.

jean bit back a giddy smile. being with you, spending the day, this day, together with you made him feel like he was standing on top of the same clouds now.

he glanced at the table, mind whirring as to what he could make next. there was no question in his mind that all he was able to draw was you, but he wanted to experiment with different colours and mediums.

getting up, he brushed his hands on the apron that you had left out for him, making his way over to the table. he heard your soft dissapointed sigh at his sudden movement, and he tried not to smirk, failing miserably.

"you should take a picture, love, it'll last longer." he says, back to you.

he could almost feel the glare you shot his back, but didn't have a response to follow. jean picked up the box of pastel colours from the table, turning his head towards where you sat, and suddenly the lack of a response from you made sense.

you had picked up your phone, thumb clicking Jean's numerous pictures. even though your phone was somewhat covering your face, jean could still see you smiling from behind the screen, biting your bottom lip to contain it with futile efforts.

jean smiled softly, "what happened to not wanting to 'boost my ego' ?" he asked, recalling the time you refused to admit how good he looked on your last date.

he heard you snicker, your phone still held up to sheild your face, still clicking pictures. jean was pretty sure your phone would run out of space to store those pictures soon, but you didn't seem to care, making jean smile even wider.

"i mean, if you want me to stop-" you started, but jean cut you off with a "i never said that."

he striked a pose, smouldering comically, running a hand through his hair.

you laughed, Jean's stomach swirling at the sound. he'd strike a hundred poses if it kept you laughing.

"you're such a goof, kirstein."

"dont let the others look at this, they'll never shut up about it."

"well...." you said, stretching the word out teasingly, putting your phone down now. "i make no promises." you say, shrugging.

"i knew it. you like betraying me, don't you?" jean walks over to you, box of pastels in hand.

"was that not obvious enough?"

he crouches, left knee hitting the ground, the heel of his other foot planted solidly. his elbow rested on his kneecap, the sleeves of his cropped hoodie still rolled up.

"nope," he says with a smile.

"sorry, I promise I'll do better next time." you match his smile.

he hums lowly, refusing to take his eyes off of yours. shivers run down your spine, and the change in music barely registers in your mind.

the teasing smirk returns to your face.

"are you gonna kiss me or just keep looking at me like that?"

but jean remains motionless, glancing down at your painting instead. his eyes glint with the sun from the window, which was now tilting slowly towards the horizon, threatening to dip into the sea. it remained bright, though, and you couldn't help but think that it's shine was just for the two of you. Jean's side glowed softly with the light, his hair almost shining.

"say please," he says, and it reminds you of all the times he had joked about kissing you before you were together.

you rolled your eyes again, but your smile refused to move. "please kiss me, jean, you're the only thing that's keeping me afloat in this abyss of darkn-"

he kissed you mid-sentence, and he tasted like the chocolate cupcakes you had made.

his hands rested on the base of your neck, the warmth of which made your heart race. his hands still had smudged charcoal on them, but you didn't care. you'd let him taint you with the most hideous colour he could mix together, and you'd still wear it proudly.

pulling away, he rested his forehead against your own. you grew to realise that he liked that; he liked your noses almost brushing, lips only inches away from each other. his eyes reminded close but his eyelashes fluttered, tickling your cheek.

"thank you," he whispered.

you shook your head slightly, opening your mouth to answer him, but he silenced you once again with his own sentence. "i know you don't want me to thank you, but thank you. not just for today but for...everything, honestly." he pulled away a bit, eyes opening to look into yours with so much intensity and warmth, your simmering love could've boiled over.

"i love you," you said, hand reaching out to rest on his jaw.

painting long forgotten, jean smiled again. "i love you too."

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[gummarts]

Smells Like Roses

One shot | 797 words | Samarie x Marina (kinda)

I just love my girlfailure Samarie. Heres the link if you would prefer to read/support me on AO3 :3

Theres also a drawing related to this fic on my twt (gummrts)!

Samarie writes a Diary entry the night before she follows her "girlfriend" to Prehevil, and gets worked up when she smells Marina's scent on some souvenirs she was "given."

Dear Diary,

My girlfriend Marina is such a pretty lady. Today she looked at me for three whole seconds and I nearly fell over from how worked up I got! My lord, I'm so in love that it hurts to even breathe air if she's not in the same room as me! I can't believe she's finally comfortable showing us off as a couple in public!

Marina graciously gave me a lock of her hair to remember her by when she's away! She's off to visit Prehevil by train now that the great war’s finally ending. Little does she know I'm planning on tagging along! I can't wait to see that perfect mouth of hers smiling over the surprise I'm planning for when I'm over there! Maybe I'll even get closer to kissing her this time..!

For now, I'll sleep with the clothes she left behind tonight… My brain’s screaming at me to not do it, but it's so comfortable and still fresh with her scent.. I'll try not to ruin them too much this time!

Until I write again,

Samarie

With one last carefully written cursive letter, Samarie was finished with her diary entry for the night. She placed her pen down quietly on the desk and shifted her attention toward the clothing folded and laid neatly on her bed.

Unlike the other girls studying with her and Marina, she had a room to herself. Something about “unnatural behavior” that made every roommate leave sooner than later…

But Samarie embraced the quiet with open arms. She could practice the things she could say to Marina or sing Marina's favorite songs without the ignorant ridicule of others. Until she could work up the courage to ask Marina to move in with her, she was content with this arrangement.

She would stand to walk over to the clothes, running her pale thin fingers over the intricate stitching and silky fabric.

“Just like her skin..” The thought floated into her head. Already, her heart was pounding in her chest, deafeningly loud in her ears. It was like Marina was there, standing before her in the outfit she currently touched. She couldn't hold restraint any longer.

The pristine dress transformed into a crumpled mess in her hands as her face shoved deep into the folds. She inhaled as deep as she possibly could and then shakily let all her breath out. It was purely Marina’s signature scent, roses, filling her lungs like a warm hug from the inside out.

It sent her into a frenzy. She undressed as if she was doused with gasoline and set ablaze, practically tearing off her black dress and the white blouse underneath that she wore daily. Within seconds, the silky spring dress covered her lithe naked body. The fabric brushes against her sensitive chest, making her squirm a bit. Instantly, she saw just how aroused she was getting.

You see, like her beloved girlfriend, Samarie had a secret.

Her erection made a tent in the fabric, something that she would grimace at when her gaze lowered. It was disgusting seeing her body like this, but it helped to think that Marina had experienced the same pain as her. She could only imagine what their first time would be like. How Marina's soft hands would lovingly explore her subtle curves, or how her lips would slowly make their way lower via kisses to her stomach and hips. Marina would comfort Samarie over their shared affliction– she just knew it.

She was breathing laboriously by now. One hand stayed firmly wrapped around the girth of her cock, and the other balled up fabric and brought it to her nose. Only then would she begin, moving her soft hands up and down the length. Her eyes fluttered closed as she inhaled her girlfriend's scent.

“Marinaaa–” She whimpered. Her brain flashed images of the times she watched from afar– times when Marina would put on a show for just her. When Marina's hips would buck into her hands. When she squirmed and whined out as her fingers curled deep inside, when she called for Samarie by name. When- When- When-!

Samarie’s hips pushed into her hand as she finished. Each thick string of cum was physical proof of her love and dedication to Marina. She would stroke a few more times, imagining that Marina was there to take it all.

She could hardly breathe, eyes wide as she looked down at the mess she'd created. She turned around and plopped down on her mattress. A sigh escapes her lips as her eyes fixate on the large stain her act of love created. She could not return the dress as planned– not tonight, anyway. She looks at her palm. Her affinity with Sylvian surely grew.

“...I’m so fucked up.”

[solarpearl]

what genshin boys would get cancelled on twitter for

a collab w @stellarpredator this is light-hearted please don’t cancel me too

zhongli: got cancelled by pet twt for putting his pet in a “too enclosed space”

childe: puts kpop fancams under tweets and tells people to stream his favourite group’s latest comeback when they start arguing with him

venti: got found out he’s guilty of identity theft

kaeya: drunk tweeted some shit about diluc and got cancelledby diluc fans

xiao: trauma dumps under irrelevant tweets

albedo: gets blasted for tweeting the weirdest shit at 3am.  ‘i wonder... if all the left handed people in the world were wiped out.. what then’

scaramouche: responded with “me too bitch you’re not special” to a tweet by a teenager that said “i want to cry”

diluc: gets exposed for leaving his dms on read and never responding. also has a callout thread by diona.

aether: took a phrase and made it his entire personality to the point of oversaturation “haha dilf” “dilf” “omg crepus is a dilf” “you look so dilfy today”

kazuha: gets cancelled for having moms who love him after posting something cute on mothers day. also gets cancelled for posting a picture of a leaf and saying “i saw a leaf today” and broke a world record for the most likes or smth.

razor: retweets a cute photo of some rabbits or something and comment under it ‘cute.’ then after the retweet makes another tweet saying ‘lrt i want to eat meat’

bennett: gets cancelled for defending razor’s heinous acts. got cancelled again for randoming rt-ing and rating people’s tweets ‘b+ i laughed, good effort!’. currently only writes notes app apologies and still gets cancelled ‘hey followers :( something happened today and i feel like you should hear it from me. just thinking about it makes me feel ashamed and i promise i will do better. i am so sorry to everyone i have disappointed and i totally understand if you don’t feel that you can support me anymore. what i did was a thing of the past, that i did in dark times, and i will never be that ‘bennett’ again. i stepped on an ant.’

chongyun: got cancelled for singlehandedly ruining the entire ice pop economy

xingqiu: self promoting under other people’s tweets. “banger tweet my liege, it has a similar vibe to my newest book LOOOL”

[mangolover]

Anything for You (Asmodeus x Reader)

Title: Anything for You

Prompt:  “I know you’re cold but that blanket is gross now, you need a clean one.”

Fandom: Obey Me! One Master to Rule Them All / Obey Me!

Pairing: Asmodeus x gn! reader

Genre: Comfort, Fluff, Sickfic

Warnings: description of sickness/illness, vomit, throwing up, mentions of nudity (taking of your clothes), skipping one meal

Spoilers: None I believe

Word Count: 1300+

Description: You got sick. Now Asmo wants to make sure you are feeling better and he's ready to go out of any comfort zone of his just for you.

I woke up and saw that today's my fav demons birthday!

I simp for this demon and love him in all the posibble ways

Asmo, give me a bit of your confidence, I beg you TwT

You had a feeling you were coming down with something, but you hoped your immune system would fight it off without chaining you to bed with a fever, awful headache, feeling like you’ll throw up at any second and general weakness. But here you were, groaning as you rolled around in the bed when Lucifer went to get you up because you will be late for school.

But as soon as he opened the door after you only let out yet another almost inhuman sound as the answer to his knocking, he let out a sigh and called out to you in a softer voice now.

“Y/n, you are free of the school for today. Do you want me to bring you a breakfast to your room?”

You wanted to answer, but there was scratching in your throat and as you finally lifted your heavy head off the pillow, your nose started running. “No need, I’ll just sleep this off.”

“Alright, I’ll get you some medicine and anything you might need. Rest for today and use our pact to call me if you need anything.”

You let out an affirmative hum before you started coughing, feeling like you’ll cough up your soul. Lucifer waited for your coughing fit to end before confirming you are alright and going back downstairs to his waiting brothers.

You stayed in your bed and opened your eyes to stare at the ceiling. Why did you have to get sick now? You had plans this week to hang out with Asmo.

Eventually you feel asleep, kinda glad that you didn’t have to go to school today. But still, the price you had to pay was not worth it. Your rest was interrupted by constant coughing and sneezing and your dreams were affected by the fever, making the weird.

You have no idea how long you were out for, but you awoke to a commotion outside your door. Hushed but stern voices, arguing.

“I am their first! I should be the first one to see my human!”

“They are not yours Mammon, I am their boyfriend!”

“Y/n needs some cuddles and I am the best one for that here.”

“I’m sure they are hungry.”

“Does any of you even know how to help a sick human? Of course, you don’t, you never cared to research, did you?”

“Henry needs his best friend the cheer them up!”

And the commotion continued. The brothers were all your good friends and they all wanted to make sure you’re okay which left you with a warm feeling in your chest. But your boyfriend Asmo was there, even if he couldn’t phantom getting sick and looking like crap, he was still fighting to be the first one to see you and take care of you.

You opened your eyes and looked to your nightstand where you saw a tray with a still warm soup, tea, and medicine alongside a note with Lucifer’s handwriting.

“When you wake up, make sure to take your medicine with the tea. And eat some soup, both of it was made with human world ingredients and they should be your favorite. Feel free to tell my brothers to get lost if they are bothering you.

Get well soon :)

-Lucifer”

You chuckled when you saw the smiley face he put on the letter. You are sure if anyone saw that he would be furious due to his pride being hurt, but he always had a soft spot for you, just like Mammon.

You decided to have mercy on the eldest born and put away the note where no one could see it, just to spare him the embarrassment. You looked up confusedly at your door when you haven’t heard any sound or voices for a few minutes.

Should you get up and open it to see?

But as you slowly peeled the blanket off your sweaty body, a wave of sickness crashed into you and you couldn’t hold it back. You threw up on the floor, just as doors burst open with Asmodeus’ in the frame. The tray filled with different beauty products was quickly put on the wardrobe next to your door as he gazed at you with worried eyes.

“Oh darling! Are you alright?” he rushed to you and out of pure love for you, ignored the vomit.

“Yeah, sorry, let me clean this up-“

“Absolutely not!” In the rush to go make sure you’re alright, he forgot the close the door and so the others peeked when they heard the slightest hint of worry paint Asmo’s voice.

“Go and take a bath Y/n, I’ll clean this up.” He practically pushed you into the bathroom and helped take of your clothes. He even restrained from touching you, this was not the right time for that, first you need to get better.

After making sure you’re settled, he went and cleaned up the accidental mess to the surprise of his brothers. Asmo would never do such thing, but as long as it involved you, he would even give up his beauty routine and break all the mirrors in his room. As long as you were okay, he put himself aside. He was trying for you, trying to feel and show love and not only lust that his sin controlled.

When you were done with your bath, you dressed yourself and started making your way back to bed, still feeling sick and still with a heavy head.

“What are you doing?!” Asmo let out a high-pitched sound, horror painting his features. Your room now had a flowery smell and there was no trace of what happened.

However, you only flopped on bed and began to pull the blanket closer to your form, shivering from the coldness you suddenly felt, your fever and warm water you left mere minutes ago messing with your body temperature.

“Love,” Asmo leaned over to you with a soft smile and closed his captivating eyes. “I know you’re cold but that blanket is gross now, you need a clean one.”

You only let out a groan as your lover snatched the blanket off your shivering body. “Asmoo!” you were feeling miserable and his almost germophobic way of acting really wasn’t helping.

“I have a better idea Y/n~” he gave you a cheeky smile as he tossed the blanket aside, “you can rest in my room and then I can take care of you!” There was a special spark in his eyes as he said that and his tone was genuinely happy and sweet.

“That sounds like a good idea, thank you Asmo” you murmured in his chest as he picked you up bridal style. This was his display of strength not many get to see and you were grateful you two felt so comfortable with each other.

Once he settled in bed next to you and cuddled you under warm and soft blanket, you felt a bit better and could feel peaceful rest coming your way.

“Hey Asmo?” you called softly.

“Yes dear?” Asmo, asked and looked down at you, ready to go get whatever you might need.

“Once I get better, we are gonna celebrate your birthday like no other.” Asmo looked at you in bewilderment. You seriously remembered his birthday even if you are sick? This made his heart flutter and he gave you the softest look, a warm loving smile on his lips when you lifted your head to glance at him. “Happy birthday, I love you.”

Asmo kissed the top of your head. “I love you too Y/n, sweet dreams.” And with that you finally let darkness wash over you as Asmo started at his ceiling. He was the happiest demon alive, having found love that he cherished more than himself.

Asmo wanted to be the best boyfriend he could to you and he was ready to go out of any comfort zone for you, knowing that you will be there for him every step of the way.

[kaeyasstarlight]

Anniversary(Husband!Shoto Todoroki x Wife!Reader)

A.N: I'm just in love with husband Shoto(I mean I'm in love with all that he does) and I had the inspiration to write a little something with him(I mean most of the space in my head is for him). Also, if it's cheesy I'm sorry(I don't know why but I kinda like cheesy stuff(you can judge me TwT))

Have fun reading!

Genre:Fluff <3

Warnings: Mentions of sexual activity, Female prounons and description(She/Her), Consomation of champagne,throwing up at the end

"Baby?"

"Love?"

"Honey?"

"The love of my life?"

"Wake up please",he was pouting at this point

You were already awake but you just wanted to play with him a little. You were trying not to laugh but he could still hear you

"I know you're awake I hear you trying not to laugh -_-"

"Please?"

"Fine I can't anymore", you said laughing

"I knew you were awake. Come here love",he showed you to go in his arms. You went in and relaxed in his hold.

"I took the day off for me and you for our special day",he muffled his face on the top of your head.

"That's awesome! We will get the opportunity to be together all day! I love you so much!"

"I love you too My Love", he kissed the top of you head.

Today was your 3 years mariage anniversary. He was the best husband you could ask for and the last 3 years were so beautiful.

"Do you want to do something in particular? It's all your choice baby."

"It's OUR special day not mine!", you said laughing a bit

"But I want to treat you like a queen today"

"You treat me like a queen everyday Shoto. Plus, I have a surprise for you tonight"

"I thought the surprise was last night ;)"

"Sho!", you blushed a bit

"We're married now, it's normal that we do this kind of stuff", he smirked a bit at you

"Anyways, how about we go take breakfast at a cafe and we'll see what we'll do from there okay?"

"Sounds good to me."

You both dressed up and got ready for your wondeful day full of love and happiness.

You arrived at the cafe and waited for your turn. When some guys were looking at you, Shoto putted an arm around your waist to show and tell them in silence: "You can look but she's mine"

You both took your orders and as you were about to pay, he took his credit card and payed for the both of you. You went in the corner to wait for your order. You looked and whispered/yelled:

"Shoto! I could've payed you know.", you pouted.

"I know Love, but I want to be the best husband ever today"

"You are the best husband everyday!"

"Thank you Love. I will let you treat me later okay? Didn't you also say you had a surprise?"

"Oh yeah that's right!"

"Order number 23."

"Thank you have a nice day!",you said at the server.

You both sat at a table and talked about how your jobs have been doing and other random stuff. He listened to you all the way and looked at you with loving eyes.

"How did I get so lucky to have someone so beautiful has her.", he thought.

"You know? It kinda reminds me of our days in U.A."

"How so?"

"When you brought me to some places and always payed for me with your dad's credit card.", he laughed a bit.

"Yeah you're right.", he cupped you cheek and you melted into the touch.

"It was a while ago"

You both finished eating and decided to go to the beach. It was a beautiful day and what is better than taking some sun on the side of a beach? Almost nothing. So, you both went home and packed your stuff to go to the beach.

You arrived and installed your chairs(you know like this thing):

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You had putted your suimsuits under your clothes so you removed your shirt and pants just to be in your suimsuit. Shoto looked at you and blushed a bit at sight.

"So beautiful", he thought

He also removed his shirt to leave himself in only his swimming tracks and it was your turn to blush(I mean have you seen his freaking abs?! >///<) You sat on your chairs and relaxed for a while. He was holding your hand while you were both sleeping. You both had a stressfull week and taking time for the both of you was just perfect. Of course, due to the fact you were both pre heroes(him on third place and you on fifth place), got greeted by fans when you were awake(We love respecting fans >:3). After that, you went in the water and you then splashed water at him.

"Oh you're in for it Love."

He throwed back water at you and you both started a water war. You were both smiling and laughing and you suddlenly gave Shoto a loving look. He stopped splashing water and looked at you.

"What are you doing Love looking at me like that?", he smirked a bit.

"I'm glad to see you so happy and laughing. It warms my heart.", you smiled at him and he got closer to you.

"It's all because of you My Love. You helped me get over my past and you made me the happiest man on earth. I still thank Midoriya for making me know more about you on that the day we had a real conversation for the first time. What did I do to deserve a so beautiful princess like you in my life?",he cupped your cheek.

"And what did I do to deserve a handsome Icy-Hot prince in my life?"

He brought you behind a big rock where no one could see you both and started kissing you. He putted his hand on your hip.

"Is it okay if I put my hand on your hip?", even after years of marriage he wants to make sure you feel comfortable and doesn't want to disrespect your boundries.

"It's totally okay Sho.", you smiled sweetly at him and after he went back to kissing you.

When it was time to go back home you packed back your stuff and went back to your house. You asked him if he could dress up in his suit and he told you that he would be glad to (have you seen Shoto in a suit?! It's beautiful TwT(ok I'm gonna stop now haha)).

You putted your beautiful dress that you had bought recently. It was your favorite color and was looking like this:

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He was waiting for you because you took a bit more time to get ready. When you got out of the bathroom, his eyes widened and he was looking at you in awe. You were like the most beautiful angel he ever saw and he thinks he's blessed to have you in his life.

"My Love...Wow..."

"Thank you", you blushed a bit at his reaction.

"Are you ready for your surprise?"

"Of course My Love."

You both went in the car and you drived to the place. He was curious of where you were taking him. When you arrived, you told him to close his eyes and that you were going to guide him. He felt that he was sitting down and you told him to open his eyes. He opened them and saw the fancy place you brought him to. Your were in a fancy restaurant and you were just the two of you alone in a room with a table and candles.

"You're the one who always brings me to fancy restaurants like this, so I decided to surprise you by doing an uno reverse card. I'm sorry if it's not very original".

"It's perfect My Love", he kisses your cheek.

"Welcome to our place tonight. I'll be your server today. Would you like to have something to drink?"

"We'll take two glasses of your choice of champagne please",you ask.

"Of course. Here are the menus I'll be back".

You both look at the menu and choose your meals. The server comes back with two champagne glasses and a bottle of champagne. You tell them your orders and they go do their stuff. While you wait, you just enjoy each others presence and live a wonderful moment.

"To our marriage!",you said while bringing your glass in the air.

"To our mariage!",he says looking at you with his eyes full of love.

The server brought you both your meals and you enjoyed it fully. After dinner, he hears a song playing. He reconizes the song,it's your wedding song.

"What did you plan Love?",he smiles at you.

He stands up and bows to you.

"Will you give me this dance My Lady?(Cat Noir vibes)",he asks you.

"With pleasure", you take his hand to stand up to go dance.

He puts one of his hand on your hips and the other holds one of your hand, while your other hand is on his shoulder. You both dance in each others arms and it's like you both are stuck in your own little world. It was one of the most beautiful night you spent together and it's a day you will never forget.

The next day:

The next morning, you wake up before Shoto because of a weird feeling. You look at him to admire his beautiful sleepy face, but you then start to feel sick. You get out of the bed the fastest possible and run to the bathroom. You start to throw up and cough in the toilet. Shoto hears the noises, gets up to go to in front of the bathroom and knocks on the door.

"Baby? Are you okay in there?"

"I'm just throwing up it's fine. It will pass."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. You have to go to work and I don't want to put you late. I'll call sick and go to the doctor if it can reassure you okay?"

"Okay. I love you."

"Love you too."

A.N: I will end it here for now! I'll make a part 2 as soon as possible, but I think you get where this is going to ;)

I think you also saw that Shoto called you beautiful many times and that's because I want all of you to feel loved and beautiful. I live with insecurities, but I try each day to get over them and I know it's hard. Remember that you are loved and cared for!

Until part 2 or my next post, have a nice day or night! <3

[thoughts-on-bangtan]

Three Asks

It’s been a while since we answered some asks so today and maybe tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, we’ll collect some and answer them since we’ve gotten while a few in the last two or three weeks.

In today’s post I picked out the three most recent asks we’ve received, two of which are ones I’d usually just delete because answering is pointless but one of them showcased a popular pattern so we decided to reply just this once. So this time around the questions are about Namjoon and Seokjin, next time we’ll do ones about Tae and Jimin (and vmin), and so on.

Ask 1 - Did Namjoon have to bring up the criticism he received in 2015/16 in the Juju Chang interview?

Ask 2 and 3 - questions from either diet solos (someone who isn’t quite a solo stan just yet but exhibits the same thought patterns as solos do) or full on solo stans.

From anon: So you must have seen their interview alongside the President right on a news show? Most of it was fine and I liked how involved they were especially JK, but a point Namjoon made is what I'm kinda dicey about. He addressed that they were called out for WoH lyrics but the thing is I'm not sure if it needed to be brought up. Especially in American media and the way they contextualize things..

Obviously he meant that they grew from it but not sure if that was the way to put it I guess?

I will admit, there aren’t many times when asks that get sent to us annoy me, but this one in conjunction with the absolute nonsense that took place about this on twt just made my blood boil. Let’s look at the question and answer so we have full context when it comes to the interview and then, after that, we’ll look at the greater context of why Namjoon saying what he did is significant and a big deal.

Juju Chang: You guys are an all male band and, let’s face it, Korea, historically, has been a very male dominated culture and yet here at the UN one of the core values in Sustainable Development is educating women and having gender equality. You have a lot of female fans. What would you say to them about gender equality and working towards that?

Namjoon: Personally, I received a lot fo criticism regarding misogyny in 2015 and 2016, which led me to get my lyrics reviewed by a women’s studies professor. That experience, in turn, was an opportunity for me to self-reflect and question whether I’d been insensitive toward gender equality. I want to do the best I can to take interest in the topic, learn and make improvements. That’s my perspective now. 

Namjoon used a personal story as framework to showcase that even someone like him, a man in a position of power/influence from a country which, as the interviewer explained, is very male dominated can learn, grow and, in the long run, contribute to change. It takes tremendous bravery to do something like this, to not only admit that you made such a mistake, but also to take it and grow from it, take the time to reflect and strive to better yourself to never repeat it again. And also talk about doing so not only during an international broadcast but also while your own president sits right there next to you.

Perhaps there are a relatively big number of countries in the west where equality is much closer to being a reality, where it is a core value to respect woman, one that you are raised with, but here the context was specifically BTS and their background, their country and their culture. From K-ARMY we know that things have taken a turn for the worse in Korea when it comes to women’s rights and the behavior of men toward them, how feminism is treated essentially as a dirty word and you will get hunted down for using it or for behaving in a feminist manner. Namjoon himself was placed on some list made by misogynists labeling him as a dirty, dirty feminist. The same men who even went after the military to get them to stop using a hand gesture which could, if you really want to, be used to make fun of a man for a small d*ck. In polls men in their 20s and 30s have voted being against feminism and I don’t mean just like 10 or 20% of voters, but rather 50-70%, even some presidential candidates have apparently been revealed as anti-feminists.

Circling back to Namjoon, having this context, do you now get why it was a big thing for him to say this, why it makes him a role model and why it was important to do so? Besides this isn’t just about the WoH lyrics which, to be frank, were never an actual issue but instead were made into one (the line I know that usually get’s brought up most is “The girls are equations, and us guys are solutions” which, if you think about it, actually means that boys and girls are equal since 2+5=7, the equation and the solution are the same, and also the song is satire about hormonal boys and their behavior which people have decided to ignore for the sake of sitting on their high horses instead). Namjoon wasn’t even the only member credited for the lyrics yet he took the blame upon himself, used this to better himself even though we know 2015 was an extremely dark time for him. But he is the leader, he took responsibility and he grew from it. He stands as example of how change is possible even in a country that is male dominated and misogynistic.

From anon: Reading your post about My universe I can’t but be heavy hearted. 

It’s such a beautiful song but Jin not having almost any lines ruined the experience for me. He deserves so much more than being a mere backup vocal. Same goes to Jimin but I’m not as effected as Jin, since we’ve all seen a pattern there. 

We know the boys decide collectively decide LD and how it fits their personalities and voices but I can’t but feel icky about Dynamite, not today, BS&T and now MY. 

I truly hope this doesn’t continue and BH decides to respect Jin more as an artist. He’s one of the biggest reasons the group is where it is now.

Though I can’t say with 100% certainty that this comes from someone that has consumed too much solo stan “content”, it does very much feel like it and the only reason why I’m even answering this is that I’d like to highlight something, a pattern we've seen a million times over for years now in regard to line distribution but that is even more glaring and flawed in this case, after we’ve seen how My Universe was recorded:

“We know the boys collectively decide” and yet “and BH decides to respect Jin more”, with this you’re basically saying that you know all the members, including Seokjin, are involved BUT since giving him and the others slack for it would make you look bad, you instead throw blame at BH, which in this case had no say in the line distribution. That choice was Christ Martin’s to make. If you already complain about line distribution, at least have the guts to direct your hate at the people you just said yourself make the choice--the members. Solos already belittle Seokjin’s efforts as it is, and constantly demand an acting debut of him which basically, to me, just comes across as them wanting him to act because they don’t value his singing and music, so would it be really that farfetched for them to also hate on him for, what, not speaking up and demanding more to satisfy you?

Seokjin was so happy and excited while recording My Universe, while meeting Chris Martin, someone he’s admired and been a fan of for so long. He gave his best while recording and sounded absolutely marvelously, and yet instead of celebrating him, his voice, and what we do hear of him, you just focus on the negatives.

BH isn’t perfect by any means, don’t even try to come into our asks calling me a company stan or whatever because I’m far from it, but in this case they had nothing to do with it. Coldplay and Chris Martin did. We saw all the members record the chorus, and we heard it, we saw and heard Seokjin sing absolutely beautifully and get praise for it, and we saw how happy this collab has made him. Why can’t you just let this be a happy time, why must you immediately search for things to be negative about?

Would I have liked so hear more of his voice on My Universe? Obviously, I even said as much in my post about the song. I love Seokjin and his voice a lot, he is my bias wrecker for a reason. But the song has already happened, been recorded, mastered, and released. What will a negativity parade change? What? Absolutely nothing except for make him feel bad because you can’t just say “Seokjin did amazingly, I love his voice”, no, you have to go around yelling “OMG he is being cut from the song because BH hates him”. What does that do for him? Like really, tell me, because I don’t get it.

And if my opinion isn’t valid enough for you, it is, after all, just an opinion, take Seokjin’s opinion about the collab instead:

Or asks such as this one:

From anon: I honestly can’t wait for Seokjin to go solo one day. Go where he’s appreciated for his talents and musicality, not cuz he’s just a “hyung” or “comic relief” or “WWH”.

Where, tell me, has he ever expressed an interest in going solo? No, I’m serious, where, because all I know is that he is happy with his members, with what he does, that he enjoys making music and getting more involved than he used to. Just the other day during the interview with Juju Chang he spoke about how he misses the old times where he could go for soju and food with Yoongi to spend some time together.

And just a few years before that Yoongi said that Seokjin has been good from the beginning, and there are tons of other examples of the members praising Seokjin in terms of his voice and musicality. When he was going through burnout last year, Bang PD encouraged him to channel his thoughts and feelings into music, recommended him a producer he thought work well with him, and Seokjin said it really did help him. And we got Abyss as result from it all, a gorgeous and raw song. 

Yes, he gets praise for being a good hyung, because guess what, he is a good hyung. Maybe for you that’s not good enough, but he’s proud of it, has always taken the fact that he’s the eldest seriously even when goofing around with his members. How is that a bad thing?

Seokjin loves his members and they love him. Seokjin loves ARMY and we love him back tenfold. Just because solos hate the members and aren’t satisfied with Seokjin, how is that my issue or even his? If you’re a genuine fan of his, support his hard work, support all his contributions to BTS’ music, their performances, their dancing, and everything else. Because he is part of BTS regardless if you like it or not, and as far as we are aware, he doesn’t plan on changing that any time soon, or at all. 

[illyaana]

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Tags: Fantasy AU, Soulmate AU, Fluff, Angst, Royal! Y/N x Werewolf! Tendou

Word Count: 2611

There was a time when the world of the supernatural was one of peace and harmony.

Magia, the realm of magic and the supernatural being, was one filled with mysteries and beauty.

Plants would dance to the rhythm made by the woodland creatures. Fairies and elves would sing songs in praise of the wondrous views and people who nurtured the lands and made it the beauty it was today.

Mermaids and the life under the wide oceans and seas shared the riches of the water with those on land to make both worlds something to gaze upon.

Yet, it all changed when humans found something within them.

Greed and Pride - the recipe to the fall of Magia.

Now, the land of the supernatural isn’t like the ones stated in fairy tales and stories by the Grimm Brothers of Hans Christen Andersen.

It is one where sins are not shunned but encouraged.

Kings and queens interfere with the peace once built by the people to become one of villainy and devilish intentions - pillaging and conquering lands to become stronger and “better”.

The ones labelled “magical” or “not human” were either killed or hidden far away, never to be seen once again.

You were born into this - this world filled with anguish and pain.

You were born to be on the top of the food chain - to rule a twisted and dark country: Thelphs.

“Y/N, don’t writhe in pain. You are next-in-line for the throne - a simple wound like this should not make you fall.”

“Y/N, a leader never hides away from death - they face it and make it their weapon.”

“Hold your sword higher! You need the correct angle to slice through someone cleanly!”

“Do not taint the name of Thelphs, young one - death is not the thing you should be worried of but me.”

“If you don’t win, you are no longer my kin.”

Your father’s words rang in your head as you reached the land of Aldis - the land that never fell to the wants of humanity and shunned it.

Aldis protected the supernatural world. They were the ones who held onto the desire to make Magia what it was many, many years ago.

It was known for the beauty it held - the flowers were said to sing songs every day and every night and the mountains shook the ground once a month to say thank you to their valiant effort in protecting what the world of Magia should be.

And yet here you are; leading a line of men wielding swords and cannons aplenty to kill the very thing the world should be.

“Onward,” you shouted as you and your man marched down the stone roads of Aldis, “Fight, my people - fight for Thelphs, fight for your King!”

You pulled the sword sheathed in your belt and pointed towards the land before you. Soon, an uproar formed from the men behind you as you all marched towards the lines of houses.

You begged your humanity to hide as you wielded the weapon in your hand and slashed through hundreds of innocent people.

You begged your ears to close just for a few hours so that the screams of children could not enter as you pillaged their homes, reaping all their goods.

You felt the ground shake below you, trying its best to stop you from killing any more living things, yet you couldn’t.

A haze formed in front of your eyes, hiding all of your caring sides. You could only feel bloodlust - the need to slaughter and to feel the blood of others on you.

It was no use. Your feet, despite being on a moving floor, were still holding on to the ground, The grip you hand on your sword didn’t loosen and tightened.

If you were meant to be a machine designed to kill, you needed to carry out your job properly to ensure you aren’t thrown away.

The fairies soon came to attack you and your men, but you couldn’t kill it.

It was the first time you saw one that had magical abilities. The beauty it held entranced you.

Their wings were translucent. The light that hit it would change colour thanks to the dust that left its wings, forming somewhat of a halo around them. Their hair reached the very bottom of their legs. It swished back and forth as they flew towards you.

A pang was felt in your heart when you remembered your father’s words.

He said the fairies were ones who never cared about humans and instead mooch humans to live.

They were pests that needed to be killed, according to him.

But they are fighting alongside humans right now to protect their homes.

It was clear your father’s words were far from the truth, yet you needed to follow his wants, his needs.

You begged your limbs to move on their own so that you didn’t feel the piles of flesh go through your blade.

But you couldn’t.

You had to stay conscious through all the pain and misery you were giving to those who didn’t even deserve it.

The mixture of both human and fairy blood soaked your inner shirt, forever staining it.

The once grey tiles that covered the floor of Aldis now are forever painted red, and it was thanks to your orders.

You walked through the mountains of bodies, the blood streaming from them staining your shoes.

This was your fault.

This was all your fault.

You looked up to the sky, praying for the rain to fall and wash away your sins, but you could only see the clear, blue sky staring back at you. The clouds moved slowly through the pale blue background midst hiding the Sun’s blinding light away from you.

Semi, your commander soon stood beside you.

“My liege-”

“I killed them - I killed angel-like fairies. I killed humans, I made the ground shake - literally - and I killed the first-ever fairy I have seen. How did my father do this and still walk around Thelphs with no regrets?”

“Y/N...” Semi said, trying to console you.

But you could only laugh.

This.

This is what it means to be human- to kill those who don’t deserve to be killed.

“I can’t handle this anymore, Semi. I want to end this - all of this - so badly, yet I can’t even fight my own father.”

You turned your face to look at your childhood friend.

He too felt the same way you did - his eyes said everything.

Behind the coffee-coloured eyes hid guilt, sorrow and pain.

His face filled with the dust and smoke from the bombs that your men slung to this land. Yet, some streaks were starting from his eyes to the ends of his chin that were clean. Blood dripped from the top of his forehead down to his lips, leaving half of his face coloured in crimson.

Your thoughts rang clearly after looking at the man before you.

It was no longer about wanting to end it, you had to.

You placed your hand on his shoulder, “I will end this, Semi - this unneeded suffering and killings - I’ll end it all.”

He gave a teary smile to you. “Please, Y/N. I don’t think I can do this until I die.”

You pulled a handkerchief you kept in your pocket and proceeded to wipe the blood off his face.

“I can’t, too. This guilt,” you shook slightly, tears threatening to fall, “This guilt is too much to bear.”

He raised his hand and wiped off the tears.

“My liege, you need to be strong. We’re going to face the people we’ve committed countless sins against. Impersonate the devil - be the evil person you aren’t to protect the name of Thelphs.”

He took the blood-soaked handkerchief from your hand and threw it to the floor, “After all, what but devils would do what we did?”

Your heart broke at the words muttered by the man before you.

He was the furthest thing from a devil.

He was the man who comforted you when you were crying.

He was the man who took your pain and gave you nothing but light and joy.

Yet he stood in front of you - covered in blood both his and others with a strong resolve.

You stared at him, anger flaring in your orbs.

“You are the furthest thing from a devil, Semi Eita. But, we are controlled by one. Innocent ones like you should have never fallen into his tricks.”

He was taken aback by what you said. Tears soon fell from his eyes, sobs that he hid from you all these years came flowing like an endless howl.

He placed his head against the corner of your neck. Your shirt slowly began taking in his tears as they trickled down your neck.

You wrapped your arms around his figure. It was your time to comfort him.

Once he stopped crying, he wiped his tears and gripped your shoulders. “We need to go to the riverbank now.”

You nodded and let Semi lead you to the body of water.

You saw how the people tried to protect themselves from your men. They formed a circle with the younger ones in the middle. The ones on the circumference of the circle gripped on their small blades as they threatened your armoured soldiers.

They cared for each other.

The strong wanted to protect the weak; they were willing to sacrifice their lives so that the legacy of Aldis lived on through the young.

“Bring out the carriages,” you told your men. They immediately nodded and proceeded to follow the orders issued.

You turned to the people you’ve captured. A smile managed to reach your lips as they looked at your figure with fear.

“I do not wish any harm on you. We’re just going to make all of you line up and bring you to Thelphs - that is it,” you finished.

Most of them nodded in fear, yet there was one who refused to listen.

His hands had burned aplenty, instantly telling you that he was an ironsmith. He wasn’t rich - the clothes he wore were tattered, many of the holes were formed through his hours in iron crafting, presumably. Yet, you didn’t doubt his skill in fighting. The way he held the sword spoke more than words. The way his fingers comfortably wrapped around the leather handle made you feel some sort of pride within.

He was a person of valour and determination.

In almost seconds, he lunged in your direction.

You didn’t want to take out your sword. It felt like the man needed to hurt you in some way to make himself feel relaxed.

You gripped on the handle of your sword but didn’t have the heart to pull it out of your sheath.

You closed your eyes, waiting for the small tip of the blade to pierce through your skin. You wanted to feel your skin tear from the man’s undying resolve.

But it never came.

Instead, you heard the clashing of metal against metal.

Semi had rushed to protect you using his shield.

He stared at you, anger visible in his eyes.

“You made me a promise, Y/N. Don’t you dare take the easy way out.”

You could only smile and nod at the ash grey-haired male in front of you.

You teared your gaze from Semi to the man before you.

The disappointment and vengeance in him began to grow. The flame he once held within grew into a blazing fire.

“Why? Why attack us?” he began.

“We did nothing to you. We protected ourselves and helped others who needed us. We never bothered Thelphs - not even once, so why?”

You couldn’t reply - your morals would’ve gotten the best of you.

“Chain them all to each other - take all their weapons or anything sharp. We’re going back to Thelphs as winners, we don’t need the scars to prove it.”

You heard the roars of the men who stood before you. In their eyes, they believed all they’ve done is for the betterment of the world you all lived in.

But you knew what hid behind the tapestry that was woven by your father - destruction.

You bit your lip, not wanting to ruin the cheerful moment your men were having - all you could do was stare at Semi and let your eyes speak of all the pain you were feeling.

From afar, you heard a howl that woke up your numb senses.

Werewolves.

Joy graced the victims of your purge.

Their saviours came, ready to vanquish you and your men.

“They said the future leader of Thelphs was one ruthless and evil miscreant, yet they seem awfully sad for someone who led their troops to glory,” a werewolf said as he emerged from the bush beside you, “They do have a heart, after all.”

You stopped the minute you saw the male that now stood before you.

His red hair framed his sharp-jawed face. His obsidian eyes stared you down, a passion forming within the two of you. His olive skin gleamed under the soft light of the Sun. As he moved, you saw the scars painted on his skin - slashes made by swords and vicious beasts shifted in variations of his peach skin.

The ends of his lips raised as his eyes raised up and down, taking you in slowly.

“Mine.”

He rushed to you, his hand finding its place around your throat. He gripped softly, but strong enough to keep your soldiers on alert.

“Stand back!” you said, urging them to move back.

“Oh? - So my mate actually does care for me, don’t they?” He said, his mouth reaching the base of your neck, “How sweet of you, my love.”

Mate?

“State your business here, werewolf.”

“Well, in the beginning, it was to help the people you’ve captured,” his hand travelled to your waist, pulling you in, “But I think my prey has changed.”

You tried to pry yourself off of him, but you knew, deep inside, you wanted to pull him closer. You wanted to throw the troubles you had, all the roles you were born to play, to cast away the men who viciously fought under your order - all of that, just for a male you have just gazed upon.

The pull, the connection - it was instant. It was present, unrivalled.

Its wants and needs rang so clearly in your head.

But you had a promise to Semi - to the country you loved.

“Let go of me, wolf.”

“You don’t mean that love,” he said as he placed his head in the crook of your neck, “You want me just as much as I want you.”

He placed his hand on your cheek and you instinctively melted into the soft touch of his.

“Look at that,” he whispered, “You have already felt it, too - you know you can’t look back.”

“I can’t just give it up,” you tear.

“Then change it. I’ll stand behind you - change your homeland to what it was; a beacon of hope and freedom,” he smiled as your eyes softened, “This connection has to be proof that you were meant to be the change Thelphs needs, Y/N.”

You stare at his black eyes - more specifically the brown flecks that danced within them. They sang of nothing but determination and want - he wanted you, but he knew you had a want to change your homeland. He knew it all - just by a few minutes of just glancing at you.

He kissed your cheek, warmth spreading by that small action.

Your thoughts ran clear, the blinds holding back your judgement drawn.

“No.”

[kageruna]

☆.｡.:* Kenma, Oikawa, and Tendou comforting their s/o .｡.:*☆

Warnings: Stress (school stress), anxiety, and friendship struggles (this one directly relates to me so I’m sorry if you can’t enjoy it TwT)

Genre: Fluff, some angst

Reader: Gender neutral

A/n: I’ve been going through some stuff regarding school, friendship, etc. and wrote out these headcanons to make myself feel better TwT. If you’re going through something like this, please don’t hesitate to reach out to me if you want to talk about it!! I would love to help anyone who’s in need feel at least a little bit better <3

Kozume Kenma

➷ this week has been a really rough week in school

➷ and when i say really rough week, i mean really rough week

➷ you’ve been getting tons more homework than you usually get and there’s been a lot more projects and in-class essays that you had to work on/study for

➷ by the end of the week, you’re basically ready to sleep for 18 hours straight and not care about school or homework for a month

➷ it’s been really stressful

➷ a certain someone, however, noticed what you were going through and saw how much you’ve been struggling

➷ yes, his name is kozume kenma and he is your lovely boyfriend

➷ he’s in a different class/level as you so he didn’t get the assignments you had and received less work than you did that week

➷ every time you guys met up either before school, during lunch, or after school, he noticed the bags under your eyes and the look of absolute exhaustion in your eyes

➷ he felt terrible because he wanted to take that stressed look off of your face but no matter what he did, you seemed to still be struggling a lot

➷ so on friday after school, he organized a little stress-relieving hang out without you knowing

➷ you guys usually went to your own houses to change out of your school uniform and drop off your school bags before going to each other’s houses so you first went back to your own house before going to kenma’s

➷ he first made it seem like you guys were just going to hang out and cuddle or something but to your surprise, when you walked into his house, there were bowls of your favorite snacks and a faint smell of your favorite scented candle wafting through his home

➷ you widened your eyes when you first walked in and the little anxious smile on kenma’s face was ADORABLE

➷ you immediately hugged him and though he was shocked, he immediately wrapped his arms around you and squeezed you tightly

➷ “i know you’ve been really stressed out lately so i wanted you to relax today and to let go of it all”

➷ you damn near cried because you really didn’t think your game-loving introverted boyfriend would do something this caring for you

➷ he led you to the sofa where there were a bunch of blankets and snacks laid out in front of it with the tv pointer already hovering over your favorite show

➷ once you both sat down, he immediately wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his chest to cuddle while also reaching to grab a blanket to drape it over you two

➷ it was honestly really rare how forward and affectionate he was but he’s doing this all for you and that made your heart positively melt

➷ he started your favorite show and let you settle down with a bowl of your favorite snack in your guys’ laps

➷ this little surprise was just the thing you needed and you can’t believe how absolutely lucky you are to have such a caring boyfriend like kenma <3

Oikawa Tooru

➷ today was,,,, not a great day to put it frankly

➷ you forgot your pencil for the test you had in your first class (you even showed up late to it too!), you accidentally took a book from your own personal stack instead of the needed textbook, you forgot your lunch at home, and you also accidentally got your shoes wet because there was a puddle next to the outdoor water fountain

➷ today was a terrible day

➷ on top of that, your boyfriend kept on getting distracted with different volleyball regimes he was looking at and interrupted your conversation twice because of his fangirls

➷ not even your closest friends could turn your frown upside down

➷ honestly, once school ended, you were ready to just go straight home without talking to anyone and read comfort books and listen to music that calmed you down

➷ however, before you could leave the school campus, oikawa ran up to you to ask if you wanted to hang out and go to the park and have a nice cup of hot chocolate while you’re at it

➷ at first you were confused because didn’t he have volleyball practice?? the same thing that caused him to get distracted from you??

➷ but then you remembered that it was only the first day of the week and his team didn’t have practices on mondays

➷ you first tried to refuse because i mean he was also one of the reasons why you were upset!!

➷ but he kept on whining and begging you to join him for a stroll in the park so you were basically forced to join him he’s so whiny and spoiled oh my god 🙄

➷ little did you know, he actually did notice you were in a bad mood and was actually trying to make you feel better by taking you out on a date

➷ sure, he did get carried away and didn’t necessarily cater to what you might’ve wanted from him but nobody is perfect!! he makes mistakes and isn’t a perfect person all the time too

➷ he wanted to make it up to you and take the other struggles you faced today off of your shoulders

➷ he grabbed your hand and led you to the little cafe next to the park to get yourselves some hot chocolate. he of course paid for you even though you downright refused but hey he’s just trying to make you feel better!!

➷ after you guys got your hot chocolate and headed towards the park, you started feeling a bit better

➷ the hot chocolate was of course warm and absolutely divine but you also noticed how no matter what, oikawa didn’t take his attention off of you and didn’t even talk about the things that annoyed you before like volleyball or his fangirls

➷ he was putting in effort to make you feel better and it warmed your heart 🥺

➷ as you guys walked around the park, he scooched you closer to him so that you guys could snuggle into each other’s warmth

➷ it was really sweet and the cup of hot cocoa made it sweeter <3

➷ when you occasionally looked up to him while having your conversation, he had the softest smile on his face which made you absolutely melt

➷ it felt so nice to have your boyfriend give you the attention you needed and to make you feel better after the hellish day of school and life

➷ and he felt so happy to have such a lovely s/o to spend these simple but sweet moments with and to be able to be there when you needed him <333

Tendou Satori

➷ your friends,,,, yes your fun, loving, and absolutely precious friends

➷ they’ve been with you through thick and thin and you seriously would do anything for them

➷ but if that’s so, why would you feel so hesitant on loving them???

➷ they haven’t done a major thing that would cause you to hate them

➷ all you remember are those little lingering thoughts of anxiety and sadness that are most likely normal in every friendship no matter what

➷ how did it come to the point where you don’t know if you can spend the time and energy loving them as much as you used to???

➷ you’ve been dwelling on this for the past month or so and honestly, it came to the point where your friends along with your boyfriend could tell that something was up with you

➷ whenever they asked, you always responded with a lame excuse and even though sometimes it worked, a lot of the times they still had their doubts

➷ you still tried to act mostly normal with your friends and tried to act like there was nothing wrong with how you viewed them but day by day it was getting harder to come to terms with how you felt and if you really believed you loved them as much as you said you did

➷ it even came to the point where you started distancing yourself from them a little bit to come to terms with how you felt and to give yourself a break

➷ tendou was the most keen of your struggles and tried to read you to see if he could figure out the problem but even if he got it right, you would always deny it and say it was nothing

➷ today, he had enough of your evasive behavior and was determined to get to the bottom of whatever you were feeling

➷ of course he wanted to make you feel better but at the same time, he felt lonely and even started to partially blame your off behavior on himself

➷ i mean how could he not when you acted more hesitant about everything??

➷ the school day went about mostly normal and nothing out of the ordinary happened but while you were hanging out with your friends, tendou was trying to find ways on how to directly confront you

➷ by the end of the school day, he made up his mind and decided to just lead you to his dorm to have a heart to heart without any distractions

➷ so once school ended, tendou immediately told you that he wanted to hang out at his dorm that day and you quickly obliged though you were slightly shocked at how determined he was for such a simple thing

➷ he led you to his dorm and once you both settled into his bed while cuddling, he immediately cut to the chase

➷ “why have you been really hesitant lately? what happened?? did i do something to make you upset somehow?? and don’t try to evade it too, i want the true answer without any sugar coating”

➷ at first, you widened your eyes and took a bit of time to collect your thoughts. tendou waited patiently with his arms still wrapped around you in a comforting embrace

➷ he squeezed you a bit sometimes just to remind you that he was there and that he wouldn’t mind waiting for a long time for your answer

➷ once you gathered your thoughts, you started talking about how you felt about your friends. not the way you would describe them normally but the way you truly felt about them. the weird, lonely, almost heart-breaking feeling you felt since a while ago that you never bothered to mention

➷ he stayed quiet and listened while you vented and explained what you were going through and how you were truly feeling

➷ he slightly chuckled when you hurriedly told him that he wasn’t part of the problem and that he was as perfect as he could possibly be

➷ he squeezed you tightly and kissed the top of your head for that but let you carry on

➷ once you finished talking, there were little streams of tears running down your face with your boyfriend trying to wipe them away and comfort you as best as he could

➷ he didn’t know how exactly to deal with this because he never personally went through something like it but he made sure you knew that he was going to be there with you no matter what and that he would be a safe space whenever you needed someone

➷ his loving words and embrace made you cry harder as you felt a huge weight lift off of your chest once you finally talked about how you were feeling to someone, especially your boyfriend

➷ if he hadn’t been there for you and forced you to talk about how you felt, you truly wouldn’t have known what you would do and if you would eventually break later on

➷ you truly felt like the luckiest person alive with his arms wrapped around your warm body

Comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated! Thank you for reading ♡

[tokyokookmin]

I really loved your explanation regarding vmin it was retable. kanmom51 anon, Im using a little of your ask for @tokyokookmin to explain and narrate a lil about JIMIN shes a JM biased too so I felt that it would be appropriate to ask her.

"Because it’s no secret that JM doesn’t get any praise from the company, the choreographer, and all."

"When it comes to the members it’s a different topic. They hype Jimin up. We have J-Hope constantly praising JM. Jk completely in awe with JM dance. Jin thanking him for helping him rehearse."

"So for me Bighit for some reason doesn’t do anything for JM, no credit in his work, no acknowledgement, nothing."

I felt that every single word that this anon has said is pure truth and this remark deserves much more attention. We all know what's currently going on with JM, the situation is really bad and its getting worse, toxic solo stans are bashing him and they are comparing him to other members from every perspective + even the hate that he's getting bcuz of him "annoying jk" in that memories 2020.

I need you to explain on how a wonderful person JM is. Your impact makes a huge difference on people mindset. tysm keshhh.

Hey there anon!, I deeply understand your emotions. The hate that JM is going through is really bad and I have personally reported those accounts on twt etc. I even took a few snapshots of a tiktok video comment section... I will surely share them some day or another. Well then lets get started! I can't compare J-HOPE TO JM because they are my biases and both of them captivated my eyes, I just can't resist their flawless moves and they make a great dance unit... it would be incomplete without one of them + JK lol.

Most armies would say that JK is the golden maknae or he's the best overall in the team, well y'all took JM for granted, he's capable of doing so many things as well. But before that we need to talk about his dancing skills, I have made one blog about the 3J. Here's the link if you would like to know about their achievements/viral moments https://tokyokookmin.tumblr.com/post/654670945252933632/a-guide-to-the-dance-line..... this blog was mostly just me collecting info's lmao-.

1. DANCE ☝️

Well I found this incredible video from tiktok and I thought that this video would be perfect to describe his contemporary skills. Utmost respect to the creator for creating such a masterpiece!

Jimin Van Fleet Award!

Do we really need to talk about this? We all knew what impact he had given to audience with his remarkable traditional korean fan dance.He is extremely talented, after all he trained in contemporary.

“I received many really big awards today. I sincerely appreciate it, and it was a day when I thought I would like to share it with you with better music and stage in the future. Thank you all for your support. #JIMIN# We have been unclear” #JiminWorldwideLoved 📷📷📷📷

"As emphasized by the ballet dancer, being lifted is not easy, just like in the case of Jimin in the said stage. A strong core, glutes, and chest are vital for the one being lifted." https://youtu.be/3RW91KT3bXw - another review from a japanese dancer.

He is extremely versatile and he can master any sort of genre.He excels in dancing,his moves and fluidity of his body is astonishing they way he moves every tissue in his body to perfectly to complete the cheoreo is just mind blowing, he is truly the embodiment of dancing! Believe me or not, you should pay more attention on his facial expressions... he keeps it graceful. His fingers and angle are on point.

From MAMA 2016 Lie meets Boy meets evil to MMA 2020 black swan 🦢..I wonder what's coming up next.

2. Loving member

Jimin is the member that I connect emotionally to, he's a sentimental person but he just doesn't show it you just have to pay attention on his behaviour and actions. He consoles many of the members and he provides comfort for them. The picture I attached below sets a great example.

1. BTS MAMA 2018... It was a tough year for them. They were close to disbanding, and the members were emotionally drained. My heart sank when I saw hobi breaking down in front of the crowd, you can find tons of fancams but you should take a close look at Jimin. He handled the situation very well and I love the way he gives his subtle touch of love towards the other members.

2. Taehyung grandma death announcement

I don't think that I need to explain the about the situation. Taehyung was really sad and felt guilty as he couldn't mention his grandma name. He broke down and Jimin immediately noticed him and ran towards him and just gave him little pat/huggie.

3. The Final

Even by looking at the picture you can see the comfort. You know that GCF-TOKYO song “there for you’ which implies that Jk means he will be there for jimin but "you gotta be there for me too” which means jimin gotta be there for him too. So yeah, JM just know jungkook well and he comforts Jk pretty well.It was so cute and i wished i was a part of the audience, i would have had a panic attack looking at them being so cute,fluff,intimate ON STAGE . Too bad it’s impossible now .

3.He's a badass [ athletic/ physical ]

Jimin has often talked about his experience in kendo,japanese fencing,Geomdo (검도, 劍道) “Way of the Sword” & hapkido. HAPKIDO: electid korean martial arts .It is a form of self-defense that employs joint locks, grappling, throwing techniques, kicks, punches, and other striking attacks.

https://youtu.be/oUcHghZQxiw - a video you may refer to.

.4.Academic excellence

After Namjoon Jimin has the most remarkable academic achievements in bts. He was one of the top students in junior high and was THE top student in Busan arts high school from ALL the departments. Fun fact Jimin IQ is 128! He was valedictorian too.

"When he was in junior high, he was one of the top students so Jimin's dad thought of enrolling him in a foreign language school. When he decided to go to an arts school, his teachers tried to stop him and were disappointed. He was accepted as the top of his class and attended Busan High School of Arts. He was doing really good. Then he switched to K-pop dancing and decided to be a trainee in Seoul. Teachers also tried to stop him and were disappointed. Park Jimin's life is really something.

36. Our Jimin didn't spend a lot of time preparing for the arts school. He was dancing popping when he decided to go to the arts school. He then learned modern dancing for a little over a year and was accepted at Busan High School of Arts as the top of his class even though he was a dance majorπ TT TT Every member in this group could've been successful at anything. That group is our pride, BTS.

60. Wow! If there's only one dance class, it's really incredible~ It's hard to get a top student from dance department. And it was achieved by a male student and it's Park Jimin TTTT

67. That's what I know too.. I was looking into Busan Arts School before and one class for dance is probably correct. It was mostly music and art classes that I remember. So from Busan Arts School, one out of ten classes and a male student from dance department getting accepted as the top of the class...the percentage is just incredible. I know that the dance class has about 40 students? And male students could be 25:15 or 30:10. Jimin broke through this and became the top.

Namjoon and Jimin really made a huge gamble. They could've went the easier way. Truthfully, if they went their way, they both would have succeeded. But becoming an idol and not knowing what their future will be and BTS not being successful from the beginning must have been really hard for them. But now I'm glad they're successful and they can realize they've made the right choice."

cr @artimitatesjimin

I really respect and idolize him. His personality is unique and its different.He's been through alot. Being kicked from BTS for 8+ times, the members ranking his looks as the last and being called fat and ugly, that's really disturbing. He starved and went on diets just to please the audience and to have a jawline. He works his ass of and he really deserves more. He's obviously cutie,sexy,lovely,sweet guy! He prioritize his career, family and fans before anything. He has absolute heavenly vocals (+crazyyy high notes) and he is the definition of stage presence. PARK JIMIN IS THE STANDARD. Solo toxic fans are definitely going to attack on me but this is the reality.Jimin deserves more and he's such a sweet person. He performs with his whole heart and expresses it wonderfully,he goes all out and each performance comes out from his soul. He loves to perform. I MEAN FOR THE LOOKS, JIMIN IS THE FIRST FOR JUNGKOOK~.

He once even wasn't able to attend THE GRAHAM NORTON SHOW due to his sore muscles.

He went through alot and he deserves the #1 in brand reputation, who doesn't admire his determination?

Each member is unique in their own way. I want no hate or malice on my platform ~

Bits and pieces I collected anon! love ya ~ stay safe.

[kurohoely]

always (daichi x y/n)

part 2

genre: exes to lovers, slow burn(?) idk how genre works, sfw, daichi!timeskip

wc: 1.2k

a/n: thank you everyone for liking always part 1 TwT i almost cried seeing so many daichi stans reading and liking it. one more part to go! enjoy :D likes and reblogs are highly appreciated :))

part one , part two , part three

Small tears formed in the corner of your eyes. Such a sweet sentiment from someone that you only saw twice a week. There are still good things in this world. It’s always the small things that make people going. You flipped open your computer but then noticed her packing her stuff.

“Ah, Kaori-san. Are you going back home?”

“Yes, y/n-san. I got my work finished early today so I’m heading out. Do you still have a lot of work to do?”

“I’m just gonna finish everything today so I can leave early on Friday. Have a safe trip back home”

And you did stay here, rigorously typing the report and finishing the final touches of your presentation tomorrow. You glanced at the clock, it’s already 9 huh. Just one last push before you get that sweet, sweet week off. You pressed save and backed up everything, turning off your computer. You gather your stuff and start heading down, home. It looks like you were the only one left in the building, with only a few guards and janitors roaming around the halls. As you were about to pass through the auto gates, you noticed the same figure you saw when you took a break. Your breath hitched, pulse drumming inside your veins. It was almost like you forgot how to breathe. You stood at the gate for a while since he hasn’t noticed your presence just yet, gathering your scattered courage. You want to get out, away from him before your body follows what your heart wants. But before your body could even follow your mind, Daichi moved first, picking up the pace as he walked to you, as if he heard what your heart wanted.

“Hey y/n”

“Hey Sawamura, are you looking for someone?”

It pains Daichi that you used his last name. You made it very clear to him that whatever you both had was over, just how he wanted but somehow, it didn't feel right. After these months being away and not having you by his side felt so foreign, it was as if he was a void, an empty shell. His emotions went numb. He relies on his brain to function, keeping him alive but beyond that, he shuts off. Everything went stagnant, stale. Now, you’re in front of him again but he couldn’t reach you. He wants you. He needs you. He wants to fix whatever it is between you and he knows he has to do it now. He fumbled his fingers before speaking up again, shifting his gaze straight into your eyes. You felt a loud thump in your heart.

“Umm no, actually... I was waiting for you”

“Why? Did I leave anything at your place?”

“No! You didn’t unfortunately… I just wanted to come by and see… you know, how you're doing and… stuff…”

“That's nice Sawamura but I think you should focus on your girl now. Don't want her to think we’re up to something. I gotta go now, it's been a long night.”

“Yeah, it's pretty late already. Are you okay with me accompanying you back home?”

“It's okay Sawamura. Drive safely okay?”

You walked past him, towards the parking lot. Why? Why are you still the sweet person you are, just as how he remembers it? Your warmth was like the morning sun, embracing him at his most vulnerable state. Home. He wants to pull your figure into his embrace, flushing into his built. He wants that warmth to dissipate into him. Make him feel alive again. What did go wrong in your relationship? Before he could even try to pull back the memory, he was struck again by your words. Her. Who is her? Daichi swore he is not drunk and pretty sure that there's not yet a her now. He whipped his head in your direction but your shadow was long gone.

The long-awaited week off finally arrived. You started the day by cleaning up your house, airing up everything. Pillows, mattress, your plushies. Doing chores always make you feel productive, jamming through the blasting speakers of your “heads boppin walkin alone” playlist. You tried a new breakfast recipe that you saw on Tik Tok and turned out really good. The weather is so good today, it felt like a waste if you spend time indoors. You washed up quickly, you stared at your wardrobe, thinking what outfit of the day you should try now. Pushing one hanger at a time, you saw the sundress that Daichi bought for you. A knee-length dusty sage sundress, with pleated around the skirt area, v-lined, and half-arm length sleeves. Slipping into your white sandals, you grabbed your bag and headed out to your favorite bookstore. One whole week of doing nothing might as well pick up a new book.

You passed through the antique, small indie coffee shop that Daichi found while he was doing his morning runs. You stare through the display window, laughing to yourself. Wouldn't it be funny if Daichi was here? You let yourself into the shop. At this moment, you truly believe you hold the power to jinx yourself when it comes to Daichi. It’s the second time the universe loves seeing you suffer. He was there with his training jacket and shorts. Sweats were still visible on his sideburns. His coffee almost slipped from his grasp when he saw you, but what surprised him more - he saw you in the dress he bought. His heart felt a live pulse, a too-familiar feeling growing inside him.

“Hey y/n”

“Hey Sawamura”

“Fancy meeting you here”

“Yeah, I came here to pick up a new book from the old bookstore”

“Oh, nice. You’ve always been a reader”

An awkward chuckle escaped your lips. Oh, how you wished you had the power to fast-forward time. The tension between you could cut slice anything that comes into your space. Daichi chose to break the silence.

“Hey y/n, I know it’s a bit too early but are you free ton-. Sorry”

His ringtone caught his attention. He still used the old ringtone that you set for him. It made you soft and blushed a little. Daichi swayed his hands towards his back pocket, swiping through to pick up whoever’s calling. You swore you heard a small devil whisper inside you, wishing whoever called Daichi, their pinky gonna meet every corner they can get. Your heart almost stopped beating when you heard a woman's voice through the grills. Your gut feeling was proven more after you saw Daichi’s smile. You snapped back yourself back into the harsh and cruel reality. Enough is enough. You need to move on. Daichi already did it. What's stopping you?

While Daichi was busy answering his call, you took your coffee and went straight back home. Just as he hung up, he was greeted by your trailing dust. He missed his chance twice to have a proper conversation with you. Is fate trying to test him or is there something else that it wants to tell? Either way, he knows he shouldn’t give up, just as his feelings never did. Especially after the two unexpected meetings with you, he knows at least this - you haven’t yet rejected his existence near you. He cupped his face, gathering all ideas to have a longer, more open conversation with you, hoping you would still feel the same. He wished hard for a slight amber within your heart that he could reignite it and start anew, fresh new pages with you. He texted you as soon as he exited the shop, guessing by now you have his number unblocked.

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[sunsinrinn]

I've seen that your request box is open and i wanna request one! How about a bakusquad prison AU (you know that one fanart from pinterest) and a gender neutral police reader. They just kept on flirting with them while the reader giving them the silent-treatment and a cold shoulder but secretly liking their flirts. You can ignore this if you aren't interested. Thanks!! (Can be separated or combined) Ps: i'm sorry if my english isn't perfect TwT

Hey lovely, Sorry it took a while I am so happy to write this for you! You’re English was great <3

Bakugo was in prison for setting off explosives.

His hands had to be restrained because that mad genius had a knack for exploding just about anything.

You were the one put in charge of guarding him

You always had a stoic look when he sees you so he made it his mission to try and make you smile

So he began to flirt

Every. Single. Day. For months.

You ignored him at first but slowly instead of anticipating your days off you anticipate the days you work

It may have something to do with Bakugo.

It definitely does

You don’t show it but you really enjoy his flirting

You even had to force your face to not smile because that’s how irresistible he was

He continued to flirt everyday until he was released on good behavior.

You were sad to see him leave but as you remove his cuffs he asks for a piece of paper and pen which you give to him confused.

He quickly scribbles out a pick up line asking for a date and his number and passes it to you

You look confused but laugh when you see the corny ass line

“That’s the first time I’ve ever seen you laugh or smile” he says

You blush and say “Hopefully you dont get into trouble again”

“I dont know about that”

“Well then, that just means I wont be able to go on that date then”

He freezes before saying, “I’ll be on my best behavior”

You wave at him as he leaves and return to work

Denki was thrown in prison for starting an electrical fire. He didnt mean to but he is a clutz so yeah

You were one of the guards in charge of gen pop. So that meant you’d see him everyday

When he first saw you he instantly fell in love

He flirted with you everytime he saw you

He’s a fucking simp for you

You’d always remain emotionless when he flirted

but deep down you wanted to laugh because he always managed to mess up by stuttering

You knew you shouldn’t like a prisoner but Denki made it impossible to hate him

Especially everytime he stuttered.

You grew fond of him and his flirty antics.

You eagerly waited for your shift to begin everyday

He was eager for the days you were in too

He even memorized your schedule

He promised himself that when he leaves prison he will try and keep contact with you

He really didnt know if you liked him back

So he assumed you did

Bless his soul when he was being released he is jumping up and down with joy and asks for you

Your coworker looked confused at first but decided to call you in

You enter and he lights up even more

“Can I number your have?” He blushes when he realizes what he said, “I mean- number have i?”

You laugh, “Yes you can number my have” you write it down as he blushes even more red

You hand it to him and wave at him, “I hope to hear from you soon, Denki!”

Kirishima, he went to prison for being caught with someone’s weed.

It was Sero’s

Kirishima lied about it being his because he’s loyal af

You are assigned to guard right beside his cell in Gen pop.

At first he doesn’t talk to you because he’s nervous

Slowly though he begins to flirt with you

Shyly at first but later on is more confident

Since you never react he thinks you hate him or feel uncomfortable

He almost stops flirting but doesn’t because if you didnt like it you’d tell him, right?

Little did he know you always looked forward to guarding near him.

Even though you wish you could laugh out loud and flirt back

You dont because it would be deemed unprofessional

He doesn’t have to be there long

He does know he will get your number when he is released

And he will kill Sero for getting him into this mess

The day finally comes where he is going to leave and you gotta act emotionless but deep down you know you will miss hearing his flirting

So when he is about to leave he calls you from his cell

You see he is a nervous wreck but proceeds to ask for your number so he can contact you.

You smile and considering he leaves soon you decide to finally break your silence

“Sure” You reach in your pocket and grab a receipt you had and quickly scribble down your number, “Here you go Kirishima”

He looks at you mesmerized and grabs the receipt, “Wow you have such a pretty voice”

You roll your eyes and crack a small smile and watch as he is taken to be released

Sero this dumbass got thrown into prison for possession of drugs

Weed, the devils lettuce, ya know

He finds himself really attracted to you

He also becomes a simp for you

He flirts every single day hoping you flirt back

But you never do

Doesn’t mean he will stop trying though

You try to not listen to his flirting because you know one day you will break character and flirt back

You decide to just not talk to him at all and rather just listen to his flirting

You used to hate coming into work because of the guys throwing lewd comments at you

Now you cant wait to go to work

You know Sero doesn’t mean any harm with his flirting so you dont mind it

He never says anything inappropriate or makes you feel uncomfortable

Since he wasn’t caught with much weed he was only going to be there for a little while

As the time flies by you realize that Denki is getting released earlier than scheduled so you become sad

You go in and decide today will be the day you finally talk to him and as soon as you arrive to your post you see him waiting all ready to leave

He lights up when he sees you and gets up

“Hey can I have your number?”

You smile and say, “wow someone is getting bold”

He blushes and sheepishly says, “I just want to be able to talk to you and get to know you outside of your job”

You crack another smile and scribble down your number on a piece of paper he already had on in his hand.

He smiles and says, “I am glad I met you l/n”

“Me too Sero”

You watch as he leaves and you begin your job

Mina is in prison for throwing cleaning chemicals on a perverts face that was harassing a girl while she was at work

She doesn’t regret anything

“No ragrets”

When she sees you stand beside her cell she begins to shamelessly flirt

You ignore her and don’t speak a word to her

She notices it so she ups her game

She continues to flirt with you everyday you guarded her area

She never gave up and since you never screamed at her to stop she continued

She would flirt and compliment you but never says anything lewd

You, hate to admit it, but love when she flirts with you.

You know you cant socialize with the prisoners so you find it hard to ignore her when all you want to do is flirt back

You always go in happy during your shifts because you know mina will be there to flirt with you

Sometimes she says a corny ass pick up line and you have to really hold in your laughter.

After she serves her time she calls you over

You walk over and stay silent until she speaks up again

“You know, I’ll never forgive you for something you did”

Your heart falls at her words and begin to rack your brain thinking of what you did

She watches your reaction and speaks up again, “I’ll never forgive you for stealing my heart, you’re the one who should be locked up”

After hearing her say that you burst out laughing

Hearing your laughter she thinks, ‘wow, her laughter is so beautiful’

“So, can I have your number?”

“Of course, Mina” You scribble it on her arm that she extended for you and looks at it for a while before getting her things

“Hopefully I see you soon l/n”

You smile and say “hopefully” as you watch her being led towards the exit.

MASTERLIST

A/N- I have completed it! I hope you like it and meets your request<3 I had fun writing this 💕 Also i didnt know if you wanted mina in there too so I added her just to be safe :)

[malewife-central]

Obey me! brothers finding their s/o who committed su/c/de (Satan, Asmodeus and Beelzebub)

Warnings: angst, suicide, death, grief.

give me constructive criticism please

requested: yes

A/n: Thank you all for all the compliments and reassurances! (ya’ll stealing my uwus) Its super appreciated! Also writing this for Beel made me really sad (╥﹏╥)

𝓢𝓪𝓽𝓪𝓷

 He was just trying to give back a book you let him borrow

 He had knocked gently on your door but....

 no response

 “Mc?”

Knocking more loudly this time he called for you

 still no response...

 He listened for any movement

 He didn't hear anything so he figured you were out doing something

 “I’ll just leave it on their bed.”

 he opened the door and went to set the book down

 you were hanging from the ceiling

 your head rested downward hiding your face from his vision

 The book has long been forgotten

 He rushes over to you

 He quickly gets you out of the rope and desperately checks for your pulse

 “ Please be okay.”

 He knows you’re not.

 You aren’t breathing...

 Your skin isn’t warm...

 He’s cried before...but this time its different

 He’s sobbing...barely able to breathe and he’s desperately pulling your cold form to his own...

He feels like screaming maybe yelling for his brothers

but he can’t

 his voice is caught in his throat...

 He whimpers pulling you closer to himself...

 the only words he can manage finally pass his lips

 “Please...Please don’t go...”

𝓐𝓼𝓶𝓸𝓭𝓮𝓾𝓼

Asmo and you had started doing a daily self care routine after he found out about how lowly you thought of yourself...

 He couldn’t see why you didn’t love...well....everything about yourself! If he the demon of lust found you to be attractive enough to make a pact with you...shouldn’t that be telling enough?

 but when you agreed to let him help you be more positive towards yourself he was ecstatic!

he’ll finally get more screen time!

so when you didn’t show up...well he was more than a little upset

his plan was to walk into your room and pout and whine about how you didn’t love him! (future idea? maybe.)

he walked to your room and...strangely enough...he didn’t feel you anymore? he stopped in his tracks...

ever since you made a pact with him you had both agreed that he could leave a pact mark on you...ya know...to mark you as his own protect you from other demons

but...he had to share the pact mark himself...

he swore he saw it on his wrist earlier today...wait

no no no

Asmo you’re totally overthinking this!

you’re gonna walk into their room and bam! you’ll find them perfectly safe and in their room!

...

better check...just to calm his nerves!

he makes his way to your room, his heart beating fast in his chest

...he didn’t expect...to find you like this...

this is a nightmare right? like the ones Beel had after Lilith ‘died’..

please let this be a cruel nightmare...

he found you resting on the floor your pulse gone...your body wasn’t cold yet...

He pulled you to his chest and cried...

you were gone...

“Mc...Why? You were doing so well...”

𝓑𝓮𝓮𝓵𝔃𝓮𝓫𝓾𝓫

dinner had been ready for an hour now and although he had already eaten he was really worried about where you were

were you sick?

you had yet to eat anything...you didn’t even tell you him you were sick..

you need to eat something...even if you’re sick its not good for you to go without food

your plate of food had long gone cold and he didn’t want you eating that if you were sick...okay maybe he had a bite or two...

okay maybe he ate the whole thing...

well he’ll just have to make you something better to eat then

he makes your favorite food (to the best of his surprisingly good ability) 

he cautiously tip-toed up to your bedroom

he didn’t want to wake you if you were asleep so he just gently knocked

huh. no response?

he decided to try opening your door

you cannot go without food!! especially if you’re upset

now he wasn’t stupid. he had seen the way you had been acting recently

you were much more sad and you seemed to insult yourself more

but when he opened that door and saw you...

the plate of fresh food drops to the floor as he stares at where your body hung

no....not you...

you...you can’t...

no.

he can’t lose you too...

flashbacks of Lilith fly through his mind so fast it gives him whiplash

he drops to the floor but doesn’t move his eyes from you

he can’t breathe

...he has to get you down from there...

he drags himself up from his previous position

slowly walking up to you...

he can’t look at your face...he can’t even bring himself to look at you...

you can’t be...

wrapping his arms around your frame he pulls the rope from your neck

your body still retains some of your body heat

he picks you up and sets you down on your bed

silently and somberly he climbs in after you and after pulling the covers over you both he cuddles into your side and weeps...

“Why...why does everyone I love leave me?”

Part one (Luci, Mams, and Levi)

I hope you all liked to second part! I tried to make this one like the first but more detailed!  (I might not write this for Belphie because I don’t know enough about his character TwT)

[kenmashoe]

haikyuu boys asking you out

scenarios including: tetsurou kuroo, kozume kenma

a/n: I showed kuroo’s one to a friend that HASN’T watched Haikyuu and she said she fell in love with him so ig I’m sort of proud of it? just sort of!!! also I’d really appreciate your opinions and tysm for the support on my previous work!!  ♡

genre: fluff

TETSUROU KUROO

kuroo saw something different in you ever since you introduced yourself as the new girl in his class. he caught himself smiling while looking at you walking confidently to your new seat, as if you’ve been in that class for months. he liked bold people, you interested him.

so when you had the chance to show to your class how much you sucked in chemistry, he decided to act on it. “not the brightest bird in the flock huh?” you looked up and your eyes met his teasing mischievous ones for the first time. “not something I’m proud of. I really can’t chemistry.” you mumbled as a little laugh escaped his throat. “it seems like you can’t grammar either but that’s why I’m here!” he said with a very proud look on his face, hitting his chest. “you, me, studying sessions together after class. I’ll wait for you at the school’s entrance.”

and that’s how now, months later, you were sitting down in front of kuroo, squeezing your brains out, trying to keep up with him explaining a problem to you. but whatever got in from one ear, went out the other and all you could focus on was kuroo’s lips as he kept going on about some stupid chemicals, like he had done for months now.

“the notebook is down there, you know.” you went out of your dazzled phase and a blush creeped up your cheeks as he crooked his head to the side, smiling teasingly at you.

you looked away trying not to embarrass yourself more. “I can’t do it!”

“quitters are spitters Y/N!” you could hear the humour in his tone.

“I’m sure it’s the opposite Tetsurou!”

“you seem to know a lot about this shit, but can’t solve a little problem.” he faked a dramatic voice. you looked at him, pouting, but you couldn’t help the little smile that made its way onto your lips. “shut up!”

“I didn’t know you were into this type of things! sick!” he was always like this with you. you wanted to be mad at him for teasing you and to talk back, but you couldn’t stop smiling and being flustered whenever he acted this way. your heart was acting up. you had a fat crush on him.

his eyes were burning deep into your soul as a little smirk played on his lips. “kuroo!” you whined.

“Y/L/N!” he whined back teasingly, placing his elbows on the table and leaning closer to you, making it harder for you to breathe. you couldn’t look at him without going as red as a tomato.

“don’t do that,” you mumbled, looking away.

“don’t do what?” his tone was stern, but also playful, he knew the effect he had on you.

“I don’t know! that! that thing, anything! don’t do anything kuroo! aaaaaaaaaaah!” you were practically saying whatever came first to your mind. you couldn’t think straight with him being so close.

“why?” the nerve this guy had, asking you that when his lips were practically inches away from yours.

“because!” you replied flustered, raising your voice a bit.

suddenly, he started laughing. a wholehearted laugh, one that his eyes gleamed from. “I’m glad we feel the same way shorty. I CRINGED WHEN I WROTE THIS WORD now finish the problem so I can take your ass out on a proper date!”

KOZUME KENMA

making new friends wasn’t that hard for you when you first started high school. but the one guy you wanted to be friends with, didn’t share the same feelings. in fact, he ignored you when you approached him for the first time.

that only fueled you up even more though. kenma didn’t really have many friends, except that one tall older guy, you sometimes saw him with, so you were doing him a favor by trying to be his friend. right?

it became a routine for you to sit next to him in class and talk about anything and everything. he’d sometimes put his headphones on while you were mid talking or sometimes would lazily tell you to shut up. and anyone would think he actually hated you,  at some point you thought that too, but when you finally decided to leave him alone, not looking you in the eye, not because he was shy, but because he wanted to not sound too interested, he mumbled. “you’re not sitting next to me today?” of course you sat next to him. what else were you gonna do? say no?

you were both second years now. you still sat next to him in class and you still did all the talking.

you were telling him something about a fight you had with your other friend, knowing full well he didn’t really care. he had his arms placed on the desk and his head laying on his arms, a few strands of hair falling delicately over his closed eyes. you’d think he was sleeping, he fell asleep on you often, but a ghost of a smile made its way onto his sleepy tired face when you said something.

“why are you smiling?” you mumbled, moving a strand of his hair to reveal his still closed eyes and the long pretty eyelashes that curled from them. “because you’re so dumb.” he replied casually, a determined look on his face.

he moved up, stretching in a slow motion, as a yawn escaped his mouth. “you talk so much Y/N! you tire me out soooooooooooo much, you know that?” you pretended to be annoyed at what he said but a smile formed on your lips. he rarely talked, so when he did, even if he was jokingly insulting you, you always got excited when he talked! (yes kenma call me stupid, I love it TwT)

you watched him rub his eyes. “I sometimes really wonder what the fuck I’m doing with you,” he proceeded to say. you just stared at him as he turned his head a little looking at you. no expression visible on his face, except for a sleep deprived 40 old man like one. “but then again, I guess you just annoy me less than most people.”

you squinted your eyes once. you squinted them twice. what did he mean by that? and why was your heart beating at him telling you that you still annoyed him, just a little bit less than other people.

he looked at your confused face and lied his head on the desk again. that smile again. that little smile that you could barely notice, appeared on his lips again. “kenma you sure you’re okay? you’ve smiled twice today. t w I c e!” you spelled it out, also lifting two of your fingers up.

“geez just shut up!” “okay!”

he watched as a little frown was visible between your eyebrows. he didn’t care. or did he though? you actually had the audacity to make THE kenma kozume worry. he couldn’t really figured that out, could he? he stared at you for a while, not thinking about anything, he just liked looking at you and saying nothing. he just liked observing you.

he sighed and took a paper from his notebook, scribbling something on it. a little, very little, flustered blush creeped up his cheeks while he was furiously writing something. he then folded the note and slipped it to your side of the desk.

you opened it and you saw his messy handwriting. you looked at him, who had turned his back to you, looking out the window and then your eyes wandered back to the little note. your cheeks warmed up and you could swear you squealed a little. “will you go out with me?”

♡ requests are open!

[rouiyan]

your posting scheduele looks so endearing omg- i can't wait to read them! TwT. also i saw in the tags that requests were open, 😶😶 mind if i request a fluffy mark blurb? 👉👈💕

not at how you already read one of them...but yes! one fluffy mark blurb coming right up!! 

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐔𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐬 — mark x (fem.) reader ✧ song : scent (jaie) ✧ word count : 792 ✧ disclaimers : none

mark holds his hand out for you and you take it, letting him tug whilst you duck beneath the pane of the window. the ingrains of the frame scrape at the bottom of your feet, but in shallow creases that are only remembered by the red marks they imprint as the same soles pad along the slatted iron of the fire escape. looking down, there’s a good twelve or so stories below the floor of mark’s apartment, his small, east village apartment with west-facing windows. it’s rather unsettling to your nerves and the instability calls for a wobble, bare toes crimping and the hand in mark’s tightening instinctively. he rights you, “woah there, i got you.”

other hand upon the rail, also a great deal unstable with a decaying layer of rust, you lower yourself down, one leg crossed by the other while mark props himself on his knees across from you. across meaning that your knees and his were pressing against each other in the limited space offered. you note that he tries his best, really, by positioning most of his frame atop the stairwell, also an assemblage of browning rust. mark hesitates with his eyes set on your entangled hands, you’ve yet to let go, before moving his sights to you. “what do you think?”

with barely a second to spare, you tilt your line of vision up to where it should be. you’re late, the two of you are, because the sun is already two thirds dipped into the horizon. “i’m thinking that maybe we shouldn’t have spent so much time at dinner.” mark’s hand is still in yours, his left to be precise, while his right toys with the loose threads that skirt the ripped knee of your jeans. his attention reverts to you and it’s quite laughably evident that he takes it the wrong way, “you liked dinner though...didn’t you?”

in the light of that, you do laugh, but in check to ease the fervid blush of his that’s sure to follow. your voice comes muffled the next you speak, coming from behind your hand and all, “i did, mark, i really enjoyed dinner today.” relief floods the pools of his eyes as you rejoin, “i just wish we could have caught the sun while it was setting and not after.”

the fingers winding and unwinding their way around the threads of your jeans halt, a placid smiles takes its place within his countenance. “there’ll be a next time, you know.” a corner of his lips lift a little further as you snort without bother at his words, “well i certainly hope so. it’d be embarrassing if i- if i was the only one who thought today went well.”

mark quips back with welcomed enthusiasm, “are you kidding me?! today was probably one of the best first dates i’ve ever had! seriously, i-” you quirk a brow as he leans forward in the slightest and when his voice resumes, you strain to hear his words that are caught up in a whisper, “okay, okay it’s secret time but...you’re the first girl i’ve brought back to my apartment—like after a first date sort of situation, not dating.”

“that’s not a secret, mark.”

“what?!” his voice, now instead of a whisper is a near shout, “who told you?” 

he notes that your hand, still in his, gives a seemingly habitual squeeze as you’re enshrouded in faint laughter, “no one. i just- it’s just something i can tell, quite obvious, really.” mark’s jaws unhinges in bewilderment as you let another succession of giggles take over. he fumbles with his words, “shoot, am i- wait no, what’s obvious?” there’s a light in your eyes, it glints in the remnant rays of the sun, “it’s obvious that you don’t have girls over often.”

there’s something about the dejectedness that flits through his own eyes that conciliates the thrums of your heart, elicits the urge to alleviate his disquiet. they don’t round, they don’t widen, but you find that mark is as easy to read as a book. you reiterate with altercations made, “that’s a good thing in a relationship, of course.” and in realization of the inference you’d just made, you glance away for the better fraction of a second but when they happen upon his own eyes again, you don’t miss the way they dilate, even in the low light.

mark listens to the rush in his chest as he shifts your hand in his, bearing your fingers in his palm. you keep your eyes trained upon his, irises blown wide, as he kneads circles into the backs of your fingers, bringing your knuckles to his lips. they press into the ridges with tenderness, fondness, affection.

“i’m all in, are you?”

copyright © 2020 rouiyan all rights reserved.

✧ end note — got a tad bit long but here’s an extra from when i asked rue if she had any specifics for me: “you can just write that mark said woof and i'll hype that up for you” OK GOODNIGHT

[onyxiana-is-obsessed]

yes i loved shinsou x reader where shes shy!! my heart just kept on fluttering!! can i request the same thing but this time with hawks? thank you

I really, really like Hawks and I need to write more for him TwT I made this super fluffy! Or I tried to, at least!

Length: 1.7k

Pronouns used: She/her

Tags: @neon-tries-writing

Full Name: (y/f/n) Age: 22 Quirk: (y/q)

Picnic Confessions

Keigo Takami didn’t seem like it, but he was always on alert. His laid-back and often carefree attitude made him seem rather careless. He could notice any little change in someone whether it be in their words or body language. People didn’t often understand or know that, which he fully used to his advantage.

(f/n) was one of them, unfortunately. She thought she was being discreet with her crush on Hawks, she thought she hid it well. She always tried to keep her distance, she tried to keep her embarrassment to a low, and she tried really hard not to fall for him. But it was hard and in the end, he picked up on it anyway.

Aside from being ridiculously attractive and flirty, he was pretty sweet. There were many moments where the two just had heartfelt conversations. They would sit on the roof and watch the stars in the sky while talking about their problems in the world.

That was something both of them cherished dearly. They would often tell each other their problems and would never talk about them again. Almost like a vent session. At first, it was mostly all on (f/n)’s end but as the two got acquainted, he found himself opening up as well. It started out with little issues like a civilian who wouldn’t listen to him during a villain attack to bigger things like his trust issues and lack of emotional support in his life.

(f/n) was always there to listen to him vent, even if he was repeating himself. She didn’t care, she always listened to every single word. After all of that, it was inevitable that the two would fall for each other. 

Keigo was able to pick up on it pretty quickly, he was a trained hero after all. He was able to see the blush, he was able to see her defensive postures when he would come around, he would see her fists curl if he was too close, he picked up on every single little detail.

He also realized just how much he liked her too. He hated it when others harassed her, he hated it when she seemed to flirt with other men, and he hated it when she was watching him. He often found himself trying to impress her whether it be with little or bigger things. He found himself trying to do things that made her laugh or giggle or would make her smile in general. Did she forget to eat? He’s already getting her lunch, she needs a little coffee? He’s on it. She’s feeling a bit down? He’s got his dumb jokes and stupid puns ready.

Keigo knew he was in trouble. With his field of work, it was just too dangerous. (f/n) wasn’t a hero, she was actually a civilian he’d ended up getting trapped with.

A couple of years back, he was called in for a villain attack. During the attack, the villain had toppled a few buildings over in an attempt to kill Keigo. It was almost successful. Keigo managed to get trapped in between two buildings with no way out.

That’s when he found (f/n). She was even luckier than him. She had been trapped in the initial attack and had fallen with the buildings. Miraculously, she only had a few injuries. She had a broken pelvis and a gash in her side, none were fatal. Keigo had obviously prioritized her safety over his own and the defeat of the villain. He quickly took her to safety, trying not to hurt her pelvis any more than it already was.

After that, he’d visited her often at the hospital to see how she was doing. They formed a rather quick bond and he found himself coming back once again. He just couldn’t help it, so after that, the two had established a friendship. However, Keigo was looking to change that today.

“Hey, cutie! Come here often?” (f/n) rolled her eyes as the blush spread across her cheeks. She looked towards her window where Keigo floated and smiled at him regardless. He wasn’t wearing his hero suit so it was just a friendly visit.

“I don’t know, I think I do. It is my house after all.” She moved closer, leaning against the window sill as he gave her a cheeky smile. “How are you today, Hawks?” Even after two years of being friends, even after he’d trusted her with his name, she still preferred to call him Hawks. 

“I’m good, I’m good! Say! Wanna go out today?”

“G-go out? Where?” There was that adorable stutter he loved so much. It was her telltale sign.

“Out! Come on!” He held his arms out, a way to tell her to jump into them. She looked at him curiously before she nodded. Grabbing essentials like her purse and phone, she walked back to the window and carefully stepped out, using Keigo to steady herself before he picked her up.

 She wrapped her arms around him as he flew her to their destination. It was a rather quiet flight, which wasn’t normal for Keigo. When they arrived, (f/n) was surprised to see what he had prepared.

On a hilltop, he’d prepared a little picnic. A blanket, paired up with a cute little basket with a small vase that had one lone rose in it. He gently placed her down and she walked towards it, giggling to herself.

“You kidnap me only to bring me to a picnic?” She teased, making him scoff.

“It’s not kidnapping if you willingly walked into my arms.” He retorted as the two got comfortable. They were able to watch the sunset as they happily munched on the sandwiches Keigo had made, which were actually quite delicious.

After that, they did what they normally would. They laid down on the blanket and watched the stars. (f/n) assumed this was another night Keigo needed to vent, they had started doing something similar to this. The first time, (f/n) had brought Keigo cookies, as an apology for ranting his ears off. He loved it regardless. Ever since the two would always do something nice for each other before or after their rant sessions. (f/n) thought this was no different.

“So?” She asked, looking at him. He turned his head, meeting her eyes. They were so beautiful and even now, in the dark, the (e/c) seemed to sparkle.

“So, what?” He inquired, making her chuckle and look back up at the stars.

“What’s wrong? It’s the usual setting.” He nodded, turning to look at the stars as well.

“I think I like this girl.” Almost immediately, the happy mood in (f/n) faded and disappeared extremely quickly. She did her best to keep it at a low, but Keigo immediately picked up on it.

“Oh? Well then, tell her?”

“It’s not that easy. We… don’t see each other that often.” That was a lie, Keigo just didn’t want to reveal it yet.

“Well, then you might not be a good fit. You’d have to see her more often right? Maybe hang out around her more? Might not be a good fit in my opinion.” She answered, truthfully. Both of them knew she was just being honest and speaking her mind… but Keigo had other ideas. He turned to her again, a teasing smile on his face.

“Jealous?” Her character broke immediately and her face flushed a deep red.

“Wh-what?! No way!” She answered, looking away with a huff. His laughter filled the atmosphere as she desperately tried to defend herself.

“You seem pretty jealous!”

“Why would I be jealous?”

“Maybe because you like me!”

“I do not!” She defended, crossing her arms and looking away. Keigo sat up, looking down at her. The blush on her cheeks, the little pout on her lips, the frustration in her eyes, he loved it all. She was just so perfect for him.

Without her realizing it, he’d leaned in close. She only figured it out when she felt his warm breath against her neck. Her head snapped towards him, her (e/c) eyes widening at the close proximity.

“Wh-what-”

“Are you jealous, (f/n)?” She wasn’t able to speak, so instead, she swallowed and shook her head. “Are you lying?” (f/n) shut her eyes tightly and rolled away from him, moving off the blanket and sitting up. He laughed again, leaning back and watching her glare at him.

“Stop messing with me, Hawks!”

“I’m not!” He defended, making her scoff.

“Yes, you are! Y-you’re teasing me!”

“Why? Is it working?”

“Yea-” She immediately quieted down as her blush darkened. “No! It’s not!”

“Then why are you so far away from me?” She looked away, too flustered to even look at him. (f/n) shut her eyes, trying to take deep breaths and when she opened them again, he was inches away from her. He was on his hands and knees and TOO close.

“Wh-what a-are you d-doing?!” Before she could move away, his large wings encased her body, making her eyes widen. She felt her entire being stiffen when he moved closer. His teasing attitude was gone, now replaced by a serious one. He was a jokester, but he wanted her to understand this without having an inkling of a doubt in her heart.

“You did it,” he whispered, staring into her eyes. “You really stole whatever was left of my heart. Got me right on my knees, too. I can’t help it, (f/n)… not anymore.” With that, he leaned in and pressed his lips right against hers.

It took a moment before (f/n) melted into it, her lips slowly moving with his. Unlike his flirtatious and carefree personality, his kiss was hesitant and shy; the opposite. Her hand gently slid up to his shoulder as he moved closer. Their lips fit so perfectly together and it felt so good like it was always meant to be. Both of them felt the butterflies in their stomach, and they felt the weight of not knowing how the other felt lift off their chests.

The two pulled apart and he sighed in relief. Leaning in, he pressed his lips against her forehead.

“You’re her,” he explained, “you’re the girl I fell for.”

“You… aren’t lying, right?”

“I would never. Be mine?”

“Sure, Keigo.” She giggled, making him lower his head with a little chuckle. When he raised his head to meet her eyes, she almost panicked when she saw his tears pooling in them.

“That’s… the first time you said my name.”