#I found this on bored panda

[ajfoxships]

how does one fuck up this bad?

Like seriously how? Like each of these groups have dealt with the end of the world before. They each dealt with the goddamn apocalypse. on. Their. own. what could possibly be so bad that you had to call in all of them at once?

[notthecutesttrash]

Nostalgia

Content: Sukuna found himself intrigued by your spunk, and when he notices that Yuji is struggling to overpower him one day, he finally has a little fun.

Trigger Warnings: 18+ DARK, NONCON, readers a bit obnoxious at first, time skip for obvious reasons, Smut, suffocation, no like actually, blood, loss of virginity, fingering, hair pulling, spanking

Word count: 4.3k

The school is blatantly empty today, which was rather boring. You had decided from the moment you woke up, that this would be the day you saw Sukuna’s supposed vessel. How disappointing to notice everything so empty, like an abandoned building. No Gojo, no other first years, whatever. It was all lame. 

Huffing to yourself you open the door to another spacious classroom with zero people intact. You thought to even check the nurse’s office, only to see Ieiri doing who knows what with the bodies there. She turns up at you as blood adorns her lab coat,  “Oh, hey, what’re you doing here?” You blink and close the door. She shrugs and diverts her attention back to work. 

Where else could they be? Principals room? Sealed room? Ah possibly there. 

You make way for the chambers, passing the empty hallways. The year above you's class is more than interesting. There's a panda, a dude who speaks in rice ball ingredients, and a zen’in lady. The lady was also able to keep up with your rude remarks which was amusing.

As you walk you hear small far away grunts. Humming, you curiously begin to switch directions, and near the sounds of groaning and “Hyah’s!”

From far away, you’re able to see a faint, puffy pink-haired man slapping a training dummy with a weird fuzzy blade. He’s so caught up in training that he doesn’t notice you, so you watch, judging his stance and how he struggles while dragging his breaths.

He’s doing it all wrong.

Though you’re amused at the pure confidence brimming in his expression; he was almost cute it's laughable. Eventually, that makes its way from your mouth, and he shifts to you, completely oblivious that you were even there that whole time. He’s a bit taken aback, and you near closer to see him.

“Um.. who are you?” He asks, dumbfounded. 

You press your hands to your waist ignoring the question and direct one back at him “Are you a first-year?” 

“Yeah. Are you one of those second years? Did you guys already come back from your mission?” 

You shake your head, and point to him exclaiming loudly, “No, I’m with you! Yuji Itadori!” 

He blanks, “Uh.. okay..” you squeal, throwing your hands in the air. 

“I knew it! Sukuna picked you? Look at that, you’re so innocent looking, you’re not even holding that blade right.” You giggle to yourself obnoxiously and he tilts his head, a small flicker of annoyance inside him. 

“Actually, he didn’t pick me, I just swallowed one of his fingers and-“ you cut him off with a sound of disgust. 

“You did that willingly? Ugh, how interesting, what did it taste like? Was it crunchy? Gooey? Was it old?” 

He ponders for a moment before answering, “Old, definitely old, and wrinkly.. and his fingernails are sharp.” 

“Ew.” You cringe at the thought, and he tilts his head to ask, “So, what are you here for?” 

Shrugging, you think. “I just wanted to see,” you answer vaguely. Being Sukuna’s vessel is more than interesting, considering it’s been what, hundreds of years? 

He opens his mouth to speak and you look at his cursed tool, probably one that was given to him by Gojo. Something in you wants to admit the morbid curiosity of seeing Sukuna, but in reality, you know that would be terrible.

“So, how does that work? Do you just have him inside of you? Does he talk? Do you hear him? See him like a ghost and he talks to you, is he standing here right now?” You ramble all your ideas at him and he rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. You were definitely weirding him out.

“No nothing like that, though I do hear him every now and then. It’s sort of annoying.” He points to the back of his hand, “or he’ll show here.” You tilt your head, weird. 

You move close to him, enough to invade his personal space. You lift your hand and he’s confused, then you dive it down on his head, patting the fluff. 

Beaming, you pet him mockingly while cooing, “I heard you’re going on your first real mission tomorrow, how exciting.” 

Yuji lightly slaps your hand away, grumbling, “Can you not do that?” he steps back so you would no longer be at arm’s length.

You smile. Truthfully, you were planning on being more annoying. Why? Well, you're not sure. You quite liked him instead, he was cute, and you know you're going to enjoy teasing him often. He's still fussing over his hair as you think until you twirl away with a laugh.

“Hey, tell Sukuna I said hi when he saves your ass from death.” You stick your tongue out at him and Yuji furrows his brows immediately. That annoyed him.

Safe to say, Sukuna was definitely amused by you since then.

Yuji is your boyfriend, and he's someone you love to death even if you can still tease the heck out of him. But you've calmed since then. And through the years nothing ever came of Sukuna. Many times you had even forgotten he existed.

Occasionally you two would get food together, and sometimes you had a morbid curiosity when remembering after all this time. 

“Does Sukuna still talk to you?” You’d ask and he’d turn his head to the side with a grave expression. He knows, but he never admits.

“No, not really," he'd mumble to himself. You’d nod in response, giving him a knowing gaze. Was it really that bad? 

Yes. 

From the day he first met you to now, all that was always on the curses mind was how he just wanted to kill everyone and have fun with the punk’s lively girlfriend. Luckily, that day never came, and it never will. 

That was until.. he got sick of course. 

You’re patting the washcloth against Yuji’s head, a worry setting a deep frown on your face. His breathing is heavy, and he's panting with a newfound flame that burns in his forehead. He’s hotter than you’ve ever felt, it was almost inhuman. No reverse curse technique seemed to have been helping, no doctor, no medicine, no bath, no rest, just nothing was working. 

You’re rushing to look through Yuji's cabinets. There has to be something here that you haven’t seen before. No simple pain medications would help, nothing generic. You pick up a bottle, maybe this one? It was a herbal medicine, and you knew it was a fat chance, but you’re desperate. So you rush back to Itadori and pour him a small cup of water near the pills. 

“Hey, Yuuji.. baby,” you lightly caress his cheek, but to no avail. His skin is steaming, and his eyes are clasped shut.

You frown and take the pills in your hands, pouting at what you have to do. You open his mouth and drop the pills in lightly, holding his head up at a good position, then making sure a very small amount of water is poured in so he won’t choke. This reminded you of something, but you weren’t sure of what. 

Setting the cup back down you stare at it, then him, then gasp as a bad thought strikes you. Sukuna. The only person who can heal him. 

You can’t do that. Sukuna only works for his own gain. He probably wouldn’t even care if he died with Yuji. But still, you won't just let that happen.

Albeit.. are you really going to allow possibly hundreds, if not thousands to die by his hands just because you selfishly want one man to live? Emotional connection or not, that wasn’t smart. Or is it?

Yuji is probably the only person who could hold Sukuna off- or not probably, he is the only person who can hold him off. Maybe besides Gojo, but that didn’t count when it came to a literal internal affair. 

Either way, the fingers are all stowed somewhere. Surely you could find one. but still, you’d rather not have the god of curses of all beings roam around. You knew Yuji wouldn’t want that either, in fact, he’d probably be disappointed.

You sigh and pat Yuji’s head, giving him a soft kiss on the forehead. “Hope you get better… I’m gonna go now, okay?” You stand and stare at him, knowing he probably couldn’t hear you, or respond. You were sure he was deep in there somewhere, maybe even kicking Sukuna’s ass.

Sighing, you arrive at your home and slam your back into the bed, draping a hand over your forehead. You’re exhausted. Lately, you’ve just been spending days and nights at his house.

Sometimes you aren’t able to sleep depending on the day, this time might be one of those, but you aren't sure.

Battling with the idea of Yuji’s worsening sickness and Sukuna’s possible revival made you almost get a migraine.

You glance at the time. It’s already been a full hour, and your corneas are burning from the lack of sleep. Alright.. suppose it was time. You sigh and make yourself comfy, curling in a small ball before closing your lids. 

When you awake, there’s a blur in your eyes as you tiredly open them. It’s dark and when you glance at the window you’re thinking it’s maybe 2 AM. 3? Rolling over to your side, you pull your leg up and get comfy again, groaning at how hot your pillow now is. Lifting your head to turn it, you slam back down comfortably, a flicker of pink in your sight. Yawning, you rub your eyes and blink at whatever that could be, but decide eh, whatever, it’s your room, nothing out of the ordinary. What you needed was sleep for tomorrow. 

Shuffling, you clutch your pillow and squeeze it against you, loving the feel of the brisk cold that rubs against your cheek and satiates the heat of your neck. Closing your eyes with a small moan, a faint chuckle sounds near you. Blinking your eyes open, a jolt of fear slithers down your spine, and you raise your upper half and rotate to survey the room. Nothing out of the ordinary. You’re tired, just hearing things.

Huffing, you press yourself against the pillow again and clench your eyes shut. Just go to sleep damn it.

This time you heard an audible step. Your heart sped into your chest and you forced yourself to rotate the other way. You’re just hearing things, lack of sleep will do that to you, it’s been a long day too, so surely it’s that.

Step. It must be a curse, but you didn’t feel anything, so it had to just be you. If you go to sleep now, then it’ll all be gone. Just keep closing your eyes and when you open them again it’ll be morning.

Step. You squeaked at the sound and the creak in the floorboards. That’s when you heard another chuckle.

“How long are you going to feign sleep?” A raspy deep voice erupts a squeal from you. 

Turning shakily, you struggle to adjust to the lighting as you see a familiar figure ahead. “Yuji?” Your small voice whispers out. He grins wide. No, something was not right here. Yuji didn’t have markings or whatever this was on him, and he never kept his bangs back.

When you glanced down to study his body you froze. There was a hole in his chest, not an incision, not a Halloween effect, a full-on hole that you could look inside of. Blood was dripping from the wound, but it seemed as if it was drying judging by the goop. 

A realization hits you, and you gasp, your body shaking under the weight of Yuji- no Sukuna's gaze. His smile is large, and his dark orbs glow red in the darkness. “Y-You’re…” you hold your breath.

“H-How..?” You’re still whispering, tremoring as nears your features. He suddenly laughs loudly, cackling horribly with that new voice of his. It echoes into your ears and makes your heart drop. This was it, you were going to die. 

“You see, I was planning on having fun with that other lively girl. But, because of the brat’s affection for you, I have decided to pick you first.” He has a rumble in his hoarse throat when he verbalizes, and a horrifying smile still paints his face. You’re stuck, shaking in your spot.

“A-Are you..” you struggle to think of the words, your voice cracking as he gleams at you. “Going to.. kill me..?” Sukuna’s grin widens, and finally, you can see the way his double pair of eyes glimmer even in the lack of light. 

“After you’ve quenched my insatiable thirst, then yes.”

He takes a moment, pausing to press his hand against his chin as he thinks. “Or perhaps I’ll bond you to a life of servitude, whatever amuses me more at the moment.”

You know he’s more than serious. You had to do anything, talk, and keep on conversing until he got bored. Reason with all your might. 

You attempt to continue as you swallow hard. “B-But… Yuji will switch back.” He had to switch back, right? Won’t he? Or does the hole in his heart not prove to you enough that he won’t be able to? 

“Unless the punk wants to die, then he’ll have to be my guest. But he seems to be struggling at the moment, so, I’m going to take my sweet time with you.”

He gets close, his finger twirling around your hair. 

You bawl your fist into the sheets. You have to escape. You have to. Your legs quietly press beneath you, as if readying for a sprint.

“If you so as flinch I’ll make quick work of your death.” 

Suddenly you’re rigid as can be, terrified that the quaking in your heart and the stammering in your hands would get you killed. All you’re doing is heaving, barely able to meet his gaze. 

“Now bow.” He commands and you quickly rush to cradle your head between your hands that lay flat against the bed. He enjoys the scene, delighting in the fear. 

A second passes, and you’re flipped on your back with a strength you’ve never felt before. It was enough to bruise you just from the sheer weight. He lifts his clawed finger and suddenly your clothes are ripped, and before you can think to cover yourself with a blanket or anything he’s over you, staring into your desperate eyes. 

He was truly a pure evil that no one could think to reach. 

Tears are forming. You’re terrified. “Please don’t,” you mutter weakly.

He cackles loud enough for you to flinch. He won’t kill you yet.

The glimmer of his teeth when he grins wide makes you gasp. He’s snickering to the point it becomes manic laughter, and it makes you sick to your stomach. It sounded nothing like Yuji. His laughs are always a lot lighter and sweet. 

Sukuna sighs longingly to himself, trailing his fingers down your body as you cry.  “It’s been a thousand years, and I will never stop delighting in these sweet whimpers.” His palm meets your cunt. He presses against your clit hard and you squeal out from the pain. He doesn’t care for your enjoyment. All he wants to do is force himself down your tight hole and release every bit of cum he's had stored up for years. 

“To believe the fool hadn’t claimed you, what a shame.. for him. A treasure to me.” He’s chuckling as he kneads your clit more. It’s impatient and mean, but it gets you wet enough. His middle finger promptly shoves inside you, and you whine at the pain, curling your toes into the bed. Blood drips from the wound, lubricating his finger to pulse into you more. Sukuna grins at the liquid, and he’s purposely speeding up his pace. 

Tears swell in your eyes. You always wanted to save yourself for Yuji. Save yourself for the perfect moment.. and Sukuna just took everything away from you. 

“A thousand years and I get a virgin, ah I just delight in it, this is going to be fun.” His eyes are glimmering wide, brimming with joy as he adds another finger. You hiss at the sudden discomfort. His other hand moves to your neck, but it pauses, just hovering above it. You gulp tightly, scared for what was to come. 

“On second thought,” he pulls away and uses his free hand instead to circle your clit harshly. You’re tensed up, quivering with the pain of him spearing you mercilessly while gasping at the pleasure of your clit.

"I wouldn’t typically allow you the pleasure to breathe, but since you’ve never felt this, your cries will satisfy me more," Sukuna grins. If it wasn’t for the need to stretch you out, he wouldn’t be doing this at all. But he enjoys the way your cunt attempts to swallow his fingers whole as if attempting to expel him. He forces another in and you gasp at the sudden intrusion. You’re hands are clutched around your sides desperately as you moan and cry.

His fingers are fucking you furiously, eventually attaining a pleasant amount of wetness from your cunt. The obscene sounds feel as if they’re blaring in the room. You’re still tense as could be, but once he finally takes them out, you slump in response, heaving in relief. 

Sukuna chuckles evilly at the slick surrounding his fingers. As if it wasn’t a moment ago that he had just broken you and stretched you wide. 

“Ah, virgins. So easily excitable.” He breathes in delight to himself. You’re quivering, attempting to remain stiff, but every time his hand grazes your skin you flinch. You forcefully drape your arm over your sight while streams roll down your cheeks. Whenever you would glimpse at him all you wanted to do was cry and run. 

There’s no remorse in him, no guilt, nothing but happiness as he lives his fantasy. 

You feel his tip suddenly poke at your entrance, and you don’t even feel how clenched up you are. Your teeth are dragging against one another in anticipation, and he attempts to push in. You can’t help but peek fearfully, and you tighten at the sight. Sukuna gazes at you, annoyed. You shiver. Did you move? Did you do something wrong?

Quickly you’re spun around, your chest landing on the bed and your face bouncing off the pillow. Your view is met with the headboard. You can’t see anymore, and you panic. Your head moves up and you attempt to turn your body to fixate on him. He forces you back down instantly with a grip on your scalp. It tightens and you're shoved into your pillow hard.

When you attempt to move, the strength increases. His sharp fingernails are grazing your skin, almost drawing blood. You can’t breathe. You try to take an inhale and you’re stopped by the force of the pillow stuffing and blocking your airway. 

Without warning your pussy is spread wide by his cock and you scream incoherently. He instantaneously groans loudly at the warmth that meets him. His gaze turns to the ceiling, and his eyes are practically rolled to the back of his head as he relishes the feeling. He’s been waiting centuries for this exact moment. This scene has been revolving in his mind since day one. The idea of forcing a helpless virgin on their knees and taking them completely.

“Ah, I thought I’d never feel this again.” He exhales a deep breath of satisfaction, “It’s wonderful."

Your tight cunt swarms around his cock, sucking him in helplessly, and he groans, a newfound lust within. You're struggling to swallow his size, quivering as you feel your pussy forcefully stretch. You cry into the pillow, convulsing beneath him. He’s usually a patient man, but not this time. 

He moves, gripping your head tight and pulling you down while he begins to pound you murderously. The brutality of his thrusts while you gasp for air has you thrashing around, adamant to get him off of you. He has no care. He'd make sure he would let out all of his frustrations from being in your punk-ass boyfriend’s body for so long. 

“Do I need to remind you of what I’ve said? That would be rather impolite don’t you think?” Sukuna breathes heavily, annoyed by your muffled screams. He rams his cock to the very end of you and back. He's huge, and it burns endlessly when he thrusts. You’re shouting against the fabric, desperately attempting to shake off the force and lift yourself for just one inhale. He was going to kill you and defile your body. This is how you’re going to die, in the worst possible way. 

He’s using you like a mere plaything. Eventually, the pressure rushing to your head starts to make your vision go dark. You limp against him as he fucks you senseless. Sukuna starts cackling, and he pulls your weak head up, watching you come to life with a heavy inhale. Tears are pouring down your cheeks, drool falling from your lips as you greedily heave. He's still bucking his hips sharply into you, slapping your ass hard.

Sukuna would've sneered, but there was a large amount of impatience beginning to surge. “Now, if I need to remind you again, then the next you won’t be breathing. Not that it matters to me. But you wouldn’t like that, would you?" His tone is dark, and you shake your head a complacent no. Anything to not go through that again. 

“Good."

He slaps your ass with a rush of strength, making you jitter against him. He pulses into you, enjoying the way your pussy is now melting into a wet slop. 

“It appears you enjoy this just as much as I.” You’re sputtering with your breaths, unable to even hear him chuckling as he slams into you. Your hair is suddenly pulled back. Sukuna is grabbing a fistful and the ache in your neck has you groaning uncomfortably. 

You’re moaning nonsensically and his pace is merciless.  “How cute, maybe I will keep you alive.” 

His tug is impossible to push back at, and you yelp when he pulls you even further. He’s still slapping your ass repeatedly and you’re squeezing tight around him at every hit. His force is painful, and he finds it amusing. He only thrusts himself to the brink of his own orgasm while yanking you like a rag doll and stretching you wide. 

You’re whining desperately as he speeds up, and a jolt of electricity rises. It pulses into a quivering release while you slur incoherently, subconsciously circling your hips into him.

Sukuna breathes hard against you, merciless excitement running through his veins as he pulls you back hard and fucks your exhausted core, all while you still ride out your climax. He finally hits deep inside of you, reaching the furthest his cock can and even more. There's a sudden warmth in your walls as a heavy thick stream of cum pours inside of you.

“How I miss this.” Sukuna exhales loudly, nearly moaning at the sweet release. His clutch on your skin is still tight, causing you to jolt beneath him. 

And It was only a few moments that had passed before he left your sore cunt, only to push himself back in and slam into you. You’re a slop, whining desperate slurs into your pillow as he fucks you senseless.

You don't know how much time passed, but it never stopped. You found yourself eventually heaving and imagining a place where this wasn’t happening. Where Yuji was alive and he was the one taking you instead. 

Sukuna had whirled you around, pushing himself deep into you, his tongue dragging against your neck. Your legs are barely gripping his as he pounds you beneath him. His grasp was tight on the sheets beside you, and you were just relieved it wasn’t on your skin anymore.

Suddenly a rush builds and you’re whining loudly, your thighs feeling a new strength as you clasp around him. Your hands don’t dare to grab him, but as you lose yourself in your orgasm you can’t help the way you claw at his back. Sukuna pulses into you and lets out another stream of cum. The eventual number you didn’t know. Tears were rolling down your face, you're tired, you just want it to stop.

“No more.. please,” you whisper desperately. 

Sukuna snickers into your neck, breathing not nearly as hard as you were. He pulls himself from your throbbing hole and you still manage to whine at the loss. Relief follows swiftly, and the cum that clogs itself inside of you drips slowly.

“Did you think a mere few climaxes would be enough for me? You truly don’t understand.” His tone gets low as he grins. “I am going to keep playing with you until I get bored.” You pant exhaustedly, barely able to register his words. You just want to go to sleep.

As quick as that relief had come, it diminished the moment he buried himself in your cunt again. You whimper and let out a choked breath, eyes practically rolling to the back of your head. His deep breath brushes your skin, his groan rumbling something deep within you. 

“And yet you have joined them all so wonderfully. It’s been so long since I had a woman keep up with me,” he beams wide with that evil sparkling in his red eyes.

“I’ve decided I’ll let you live. I’ll keep you by my side whenever I feel the need to use you.” At his words, sobs begin to overtake you. He grips your arms tight, pushing into you repeatedly and cackling maniacally.

You would never be free from that grating sound ever again. 

[howlsofbloodhounds]

I know Color has given Killer thousands of rubix cubes, puzzles, and picky pads.

It’s to keep him stimulated and fulfilling ST2’s needs for “something new.” ST2 wasn’t made to be idle, he needs to keep his mind and hands working—absorbing information like a sponge, even if his apathy and dissociation probably means a much harder time paying attention and retaining that information—and Color understands that so he tries to help him find safe ways to do that in a way that doesn’t involve the poor man coming home to his friend covered in blood and possibly missing limbs.

The two of them probably engage in parallel play a lot; while Killer’s picking the small toy duckies and various colorful alphabet beads out of various ridiculously shaped resin molds, Color’s sorting and organizing them into jars by shape and color.

And later the two of them will go out to buy more resin and molds to make more picky pads and redo the activity in various forms. The different beads and mold shapes is new enough each time for Killer, and the repeated routine activity and organizing works wonders for Color’s autistic ass. Sometimes they’ll switch the roles around when Killer gets bored and definitely after he tries to eat a few of the beads.

I think Killer would enjoy the act of creation. It fulfills the need for something new of course, but it appeases his more moral personality in the form of ST1 to know his hands are able to do more than destroy and murder.

Those hands know a thousand ways to coerce confessions—both false and true—out of many monsters, but now they’re also learning to wield wood into the shape of a red panda and how to create string necklaces.

While Color’s watching his favorite comfort shows for the thousandths time, Killer’s intensely focused on a solving a word puzzle while listening to Color infodump about his favorite character in the show.

Sometimes they try to sit in silence but that quickly gets boring to Killer and he runs the risk of literally trying to disassemble his body parts, and Color gets overstimulated by too much noise, so they compromise by letting Color set the pace of the yapping.

Killer is the professional yapper in this household, but he finds listening to Color’s voice soothing and he enjoys learning more about his person. He has never found another to be as fascinating.

[pinkangelcafe]

SECRET CRUSH ➡ Toge Inumaki

❣︎ Synopsis ⸝⸝ After getting to know everyone at Jujutsu High you find yourself having a unique bond with everyone. Your presence is more than enough to make them feel at home around you. They all think of you as a best friend except Inumaki who likes you more than just a friend. He's always finding ways to spend more time with you every chance he gets. It's gotten to a point where even you started to see the obvious signs, yet you're not the only one. So an advised plan for getting you two together has to be done and what's a better setting than the aquarium?

❣︎ Word Count ⸝⸝ 𝟒,𝟕𝟎𝟐

"Alright, that's all for today!" Maki announced after she beat you in a fighting game. At first, it was going to be a tie of three to three until the green-haired girl unexpectedly kicked you to the ground.

"That wasn't a fair game!" You huffed, earning a laugh of victory from the girl.

"Wanna go again?" Maki bent down to your level to challenge you once again with a smirk plastered on her face. "No, I'm too tired." You flat out say before looking at the dorm entrance.

"I'll race you, though." You soon got up to offer her a chance to play an innocent racing game.

"Game on!" She ran off, already giving herself a head start.

"Tuh, I'm just giving you a head start!" You say in a cocky tone before pushing your legs to speed up to her. Luckily, you were the fastest runner in high school, including being on a track team. This 'innocent' game was nothing you couldn't beat.

Maki turned her head in shock, already seeing you side by side. You then looked at her before winking, pushing yourself further to the entrance. And without any time to spare, you were already inside the dorms. Sitting on the stairs to catch your breath, the girl you were racing against came through the door with her arms crossed.

"Ha! I win!" You brag as she walks up the stairs with you now following behind her.

"Whatever. Now we're even!" Maki uttered as you both made it to the common room to find Panda and Inumaki sitting on the couch.

"Inumaki. Panda." You called them to get their attention.

"Hey! Maki and (Y/N)!" Panda got up to greet you with a hug except for Maki since she didn't like it.

Being accepted at Tokyo Jujutsu High, you embraced the personalities you've met and created a friendly bond with Panda, Maki, and the rest of the various people here. Yet the stability and lasting connection you shared with Inumaki was blossoming in a way that felt distinctly different. The way he would lean in closer when you spoke and how his soft purple eyes sparkled when he found you laughing made it obvious enough.

Not to mention, the guy always had something for you both to do whenever you were bored. He didn't make it difficult to show how much he had a crush on you.

"Kelp!" Inumaki says as you make your way to him, sitting down on the edge of the couch with him.

"So how've you been doin'?" You ask, trying to spark up a small conversation with the guy even though he could only talk in riceball ingredients.

He then looked to the side, trying to find the right ingredient to say so he could answer your question. Noticing this, you quickly remembered his words were limited, "Sorry! I forgot you can't say much." You apologized before he pulled out his phone while moving his fingers as if he was texting.

"Tuna Tuna." He put his phone in your hand to show you a message he typed in his notes app.

I'm doing good, me and Panda were watching funny videos while talking about how much money people make by doing dumb shit on the internet.

How are you? :)

You read the message, thinking about what to say next, "Good, me and Maki were just playing a game not too long ago, and I lost. Maybe if she didn't drop kick me outta nowhere, I would've won." You let out a small laugh as you gave him back his phone.

"But at least I won the race." You added, already seeing his eyes soften at the sight of you.

It was unmistakable. Inumaki liked you more than just as a friend, and the rest of the group could see it, too. Maybe if he wasn't shy about admitting his feelings, you both would've been together.

As you all lounged in the common room, Maki glanced over at you and Inumaki, who were sitting together, sharing snacks. An idea sparked in her mind as she tapped Panda's shoulder, "Hey Panda, we need more snacks. Come with me to the snack bar."

"Huh? But you don't need—" Panda got cut off by Maki glaring at him coldly before he coughed, "I–I mean yeah! Of course!" The Panda got up to follow behind Maki, who was already leaving.

"What's this about?" Panda curiously asked as they walked to the cafeteria.

She suddenly stopped once they were in the clear, turning to face Panda. A sly grin spread across her face, lowkey scaring the animal, "We need to get them together. It’s obvious they got a thing for each other."

Panda chuckled, nodding thoughtfully. "I know a place! How about the aquarium? It’s a chill setting, and it’ll give them plenty of time to be alone together."

Maki, ever the strategist, clapped her hands together. "Perfect! Let’s make a plan. We’ll invite everyone, but make sure to set up a moment for just the two of them."

"Alright, the mission to bring (You + Inumaki Ship Name) together is a go!" Panda put a thumbs up, which made Maki look at him sideways.

"How long have you been thinking of their ship name?" The girl wondered, assuming he had made it up just now.

"It's been a few months. Ever since (Y/N) came, I had a feeling Inumaki would like her more than just a friend." He truthfully answered before looking over her shoulder to see Megumi, Yuji, and Nobara walking down the hall.

"Why don't we ask them to help too?" Panda asked, pointing at the three.

Maki turned her head, which made her get an even better idea, "Hey! You three, come here!" She exclaimed, getting their attention.

"Hey! Panda and Maki!" Yuji greeted the two as they were now huddled in a circle.

"Yall want in on the plan to get (You + Inumaki Ship Name) together?" Panda asked as the three exchanged confused looks. "Who?" Nobara broke the silence.

"That's (Y/N) and Inumaki Ship Name he thought of for a few months," Maki announced, making the three dumbfounded.

"THEY'RE TOGETHER?!" Itadori and Nobara yelled in unison as they were stunned the two had been dating for this long without telling anyone.

"No idiots, we're trying to get them together, and Panda's idea was to do it at the aquarium." The green-haired girl sighed at the two, which made them lock-in.

"Oh! How I love playing Cupid!" Nobara put her hands together beside her face as she looked up. Her eyes sparkled in the dramatic pose, making the black-haired guy roll his eyes at the fact he was getting dragged along in their shenanigans.

"Do I have a choice?" He asked, knowing the answer to that question since he knew his classmates very well.

"No!" They all say in sync. All the poor guy could do was look to the side, letting out a long sigh in defeat.

"Now! It's time to make the plan!" Maki announced as everyone mutually thought out a great plan that would surely work.

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"(Y/N) and Inumaki!" Panda and Maki came in, gaining you two attention.

"Pickled mustard leaf?" Inumaki said with a concerned expression, making Panda step back a bit. "No, no. It's nothing to be worried about! We just thought about how everyone should get together at the aquarium!"

Hearing this struck your curiosity, thinking about how fun It'd be to see different fish and creatures of that nature. "Ooh, I want to see the jellyfish they have there." You agreed with a smile that showed your pearly whites.

"Inumaki?" Maki turned to the silver-haired guy who stared at you, taking him out of the trance he was in. "Salmon!" He announced in agreement as well.

"We'll meet up on Saturday at 3 pm sharp! We're gonna have a long day, so I expect you all to get all the rest you need." Maki ordered as you got up, seeing the sun setting.

"Alright everyone, Imma go to my dorm. Goodnight." You shared as they said their goodnights back.

Going inside your dorm room, you took a shower and did your nightly routine before putting on your fox onesie. You admit it was childish putting on a onesie before bed, but it looked so cute. Maki and Nobara were matching with you as well (Maki had a wolf and Nobara had a cat).

You plop down onto your bed, watching the funny videos Inumaki recommended while your two friends are out. You couldn't lie that some of the clips were funny and made you laugh. Inumaki did have quite a sense of humor, after all.

A few more minutes later, you dozed off to sleep from watching a video of a cat attacking its owner for pulling its tail.

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As the day of the aquarium outing approached, Maki had already texted the location in the group chat everyone was in. Strolling through your phone as the assistant manager, Ijichi drives to your destination. You see that Inumaki texted you last night, sending you a message that told you how much he looked forward to this day.

Inumaki 🍙

Hey, (Y/N)

I can't wait to see you tomorrow! :)

Hey, I can't wait to see you too!

I'm almost there

Seen

You replied to his message as you started to ponder your feelings for him while happily rereading his texts. You felt the fluttering sensation in your gut that arose through your chest when you talked to him. While trying to go through these emotions, the car had come to a complete stop.

"We're here (Y/N)," Ijichi spoke, making you open the door before exiting the car. "Thank you so much." You closed the door behind you.

"It's no problem, just have fun!" He acknowledged your gratitude as you walked towards the group of seven standing in front of the Maxell Aqua Park Shinagawa.

The building was huge and the exterior looked bland. At least the sign had a bit of color to it. Making it to the group, you grabbed Inumaki’s attention, "Kelp!" He welcomed you as the rest focused their attention on you.

"Hey, everyone!" You greeted everyone with a hug, including Todo, who had tagged along. "Yall ready to have some fun?" Panda enthusiastically said, which made everyone agree with him.

"Alright, everyone! We're going to split up into groups of two. When I call your name I'll tell you who you're paired with." Maki announced before calling out names.

"Todo and Itadori."

"Megumi and Panda."

"Me and Nobara."

"Lastly, (Y/N) and Inumaki." Maki told you who your partner was. Hearing this made your face unconsciously heat up from the thought of being alone in this romantic setting.

"Now that's that done, let's go in, shall we?" A sense of wonder washed over us as we entered. After Maki conversed with the lady at the information counter, we finally went through the entrance gate.

Our eyes widen, hearing other people's laughter echoing off the carpeted floors. The aquatic world was mesmerizing, with vibrant fish darting around coral reefs, enchanting murals, and stunning displays housing creatures of every shape and color.

"SO MESMERIZING!!" Itadori and your eyes glistened with joy as your hands clasped together excitedly like kids in a chocolate factory for the first time.

This action didn't go unnoticed by Inumaki, who watched how happy you were with a light smile across his face. He knew you had only seen Yuji as a 'mini you', thus, he wasn't worried about the physical contact.

"Hmm... Let me see where we should meet up..." Maki read the map before pointing at the Coral Cafe Bar on the floor y'all were at, "We'll regroup here at 9:30 so we can at least have something to eat before we leave." She added, handing each of us a map.

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As everyone split off to explore, you couldn't contain your excitement. You abruptly grabbed Inumaki's hand, leading him to the Magical Ground that was on the map. This part of the aquarium had exhibitions and attractions that incorporated digital art.

Still holding on to his hand, you first went to an atrium-like area with a stylishly arranged aquarium and artwork. Looking around the spellbinding scenery, you both were astonished at the sight. The beautiful paintings on top of the mini white walls had nice-sized aquariums squished in the middle. Each colored fish matched its designated painting color in an organized manner.

Thankfully, you brought your camera for this occasion, taking pictures of every scene. When you both were done you went to the attraction area where there were two models, the Merry-go-round 'Dolphin Party' wrapped in LED light and music on a wall and the 'Port of Pirates' where you could experience the weightless world on a huge pirate ship.

"Which one do you wanna get on?" You asked Inumaki, who couldn't help but stare at you, feeling the warmth of your hand attached to his. It took you a minute to realize what your hand was holding onto the whole time as well.

"My bad! I forgot to let go of your hand when I dragged you here!" You gasped out of nervousness as you loosened your grip on his hand. This is the second time you've felt the butterflies dance throughout your stomach but in a good way.

Attempting to ignore these feelings once more, you change the subject, "Where do you wanna go?" You ask again, hoping for an answer.

Toge examined the area before pointing at both places, "You want to get on both?" You lift one eyebrow. "Salmon!" He confirmed.

"Let's get on the Merry-go-round first!" You swiftly moved to the large revolving machine with model sea animals for kids and adults. You and Inumaki stood in line for about thirty minutes until it was your turn to get on.

You got on the large sea horse while Inumaki was on a shark beside you. The instructor gave out the information about this ride before turning it on. The machine spun around at its proper pace, which allowed you to let go of the pole.

The act scared Toge when he looked over, assuming you were going to fall off. Instead, you were having the best time of your life. "This is so much fun!" You exclaimed to the boy who just smiled while shaking his head in return.

You were always an enjoyable soul to be around. That's why he liked you. In your words 'You only live once so make the most of it'. You stuck by that rule every chance you got. In his eyes, you weren't wrong because life was short. And if his life was short, then he'd rather spend every moment of those days with you.

You're inviting energy, carefree spirit, and raspy voice were everything he loved about you. There wasn't a single flaw or perfection in you that he didn't like regarding your character. You also knew the time and place to have fun or relax, so he didn't mind your vibrant attitude.

"You wanna see something cool?" You put your hand back on the pole before anyone caught you. Hesitant at first, he replied, "Salmon." Agreeing to your offer.

When he saw the thing you wanted to show him, he wished he hadn't agreed because you were standing on the moving seahorse with one hand still on the pole. "Bonito flakes! Fish flakes!" He gasped, now perceiving you were going to hurt yourself.

After noticing you were giving the guy grey hairs, you stopped joking around. Sitting back down properly, you try to reassure him, "I'm okay, Inumaki. There's nothing to worry about." You calmly say as your eyes soften at the sight of the silver-haired male beside you.

"Not... Again." He whispered loud enough for you to hear. This made your heart drop a bit, knowing you went overboard.

"My fault..." Your tone saddened as the wheel stopped rotating. You get off to go to the pirate ship with Inumaki sensing your low vibrations. You suddenly caught a glimpse of him eyeing you, which made you smile at him, trying to make it discreet that you were disappointed in your actions.

Unfortunately, he knew you well enough to see right through the facade. He pulled out his phone before typing some things down on his notes app. Giving you the phone, you read the message.

It's okay, you scared me cause I thought you were going to hurt yourself. Seeing that you knew what you were doing reassured me.

Just give me a heads-up when you're about to do something crazy again :,)

"Fine, I swear I'll tell you when I'm about to do something crazy again!" You promised him as it was you both turn to get on the ride.

There wasn't any doubt that Inumaki and you had a great time together. After getting on the pirate ship, you both explored more of the aquarium, going to the second floor where there were more exhibits to see.

Inumaki decided to look through each one in order, going to the Little Paradise first, where you both saw spectacularly colored tropical fish and tanks with regularly changing themes. This one was by far your favorite, even though Inumaki was biased about it.

Then, y'all went through the Wonder Tube, which was a 20m undersea tunnel where you could see rare sawfish and manta rays swim gracefully around. Inumaki had also told you his favorite sea animals were sharks and manta rays. He soon started telling you fun facts about them that you found cute.

The end of the Wonder Tube is connected to the Life Museum. An exhibition featuring a variety of art-like specimens that fascinate you two to the point you read each fact about every creature on their informational plaques near the tank. Some of these fish were well-known to you, which made you show off how much you knew.

Next up was the Aqua Jungle. The area had a condensed version of the world's jungles where you had encountered freshwater fish, reptiles, and capybaras. The newborn reptiles were too cute not to take pictures of. Not to mention how Inumaki looked at each one in awe, you took the opportunity to secretly snap a photo of him.

At Wild Street, there were otters, penguins, seals, and other animals you couldn't dare to take your eyes off of. You even had a staring contest with one of the seals, who then put his flipper on the glass at you. Seeing this made you blink, wanting to give the animal an easy win.

You both walked outside to Friendly Square, where you and Inumaki sat down on a bench to enjoy the close-up mini-performances by various creatures. Inumaki secretly took a video of your reaction to the dolphin going through each of the different hoops. He accidentally pressed a button on his phone to turn his camera towards himself. Unsurprisingly, he was righteously looking at you as if you were eye candy—in this moment you were.

Finally, you both went back to the first floor to go to the Jellyfish Ramble. You both decided to go there last since you were in love with jellyfish and wanted to save the best for last. Going through the dark tube, you were completely hypnotized by the mystical area that featured floating jellyfish accompanied

by different sounds and lights for each one.

"Heavenly isn't even the word to describe how this all looks..." You breathtakingly say as you venture through the jellyfish cases.

"Salmon..." Toge agreed since he was taken aback by this view as well.

When you and Inumaki walked further, he glanced over, and with that small smile of his, he said, "Salted salmon cod roe!" The guy pointed excitedly at the massive tank holding an ethereal jellyfish that pulsed and glowed like otherworldly beings.

"That jellyfish reminds me of you." You stated, making him tilt his head in confusion before pointing at himself.

You couldn’t help but marvel at how beautiful the scene was, but even more beautiful was the guy beside you, "Yes you. It's cause you look ethereal!" You bluntly complimented him.

This comment put a light blush across his face. He was more than happy to receive such a remark from you. It made his heart flutter with satisfaction.

His silver hair caught the light as he finally turned to you. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a charm—a black and purple glass beaded bracelet with four jellyfish pendants made from a luminescent metal. On the back of each jellyfish had a letter with each letter spelling out 'TOGE', "For you..." He murmured, his voice soft but steady.

The wonder of how he managed to slip away from you to get this didn't cross your mind. Instead, you felt a distinctive sensation fill your entire being. That feeling was love.

Lord knows how much you wanted to accept his gift, but it was your fear that pushed you back—the fear of loving someone to get your heart broken again.

Being attached to someone romantically was always something you couldn't shake off even after trying to see Inumaki as just a friend ever since you came here. You desperately tried, but it was as if those hidden emotions always made their way to the surface.

What made it worse was everything Inumaki did was clear to you. You could read people like a book, even when they made it crystal clear they were in love with you. Yet you decided to deny him. You turned down his feelings because you weren't ready for a relationship.

Ever since you broke up with your boyfriend you had a strong bond with, a relationship never crossed your mind. But Inumaki always found a way to put you back into that state of mind—where you felt like your relationship would work. You didn't want to listen to your heart—thinking it might deceive you again.

Except looking at the male in front of you, Inumaki's eyes were filled with a passion—a genuine passion you've never met someone who loved you before. If you listen to your heart and take this charm, then there's no going back.

Without any more thinking, you willingly took the bracelet, slipping it through your hand to sit it on your wrist. It was a perfect fit, and it wasn't uncomfortable. You decided to listen to your heart, telling you that he was the one.

Before Inumaki could type anything, you impulsively wrapped your arms around him, pulling him into a hug. Since he was a little taller than you, it didn't take him much to hug you back while he rested his chin on your head. You could hear his heart beat fast as your ear laid against his chest.

"Thank you. It looks so beautiful." You complimented the charm as you lifted your wrist to stare at it. "I—... You're...welcome..." He firmly said, except it was as if it was not exactly what he wanted to tell you.

Soaking in this moment, you both picked up where you left off, walking through more bedazzled jellyfish.

"Tuna Tuna." Inuamki gave you his device to see his notes app.

It's almost 9:30

Do you want to go somewhere else before we leave for the bar?

Reading this put an idea in your mind, you remembered there was a photo service by the Dolphin Party. "Let's go to the photo booth." You directed, leading him back to Magical Ground.

Arriving at the photo booth, you both sat down on the long chair while the guy in front took the pictures. "How many are you both doing? It can only take up to five." The photographer announced.

"Three?" You looked at Inumaki for an answer, "Bonito flakes." He shook his head in disagreement, wanting to use all five pictures.

"Alright, We'll do 5!" You exclaimed to the man before he got his camera ready to take the photos.

For two of them, you both did regular poses to get comfortable. Another one was funny faces. You had your lips pouting out as you winked at the camera, trying to do the kissy face emoji (😘). Toge looked at you, impersonating the confused emoji (🤨).

Looking at Inumaki's impersonation, it was so on point that you laughed, making him laugh. The photographer took another picture even though you weren't ready yet. This was the last photo, and you decided to tease him.

"Ready! 3...2..." The photographer counted down, giving you the chance to quickly kiss the boy's cheek. While he was stunned, you brightly smiled, putting up the peach sign from both of your hands.

"That's all! Your last photo will be printed shortly." The photographer smiled at you both as you got up to see the photos that were printed out of the camera. Each photo came out to your liking since they were individual pictures.

"Here you go! Thank you for coming!" The male gave you the last photo, and this one was by far the best. It showed Inumaki's blushed face as he was looking at you with a shocked expression.

Inumaki soon got up to see each photo, "Tuna mayo." He wanted you to talk, wondering about that kiss on the cheek.

"I thought it would be funny!~" You teased, with a light blush on your face as well. Inumaki playfully rolled his eyes before checking the time on his phone.

"Tuna Tuna." He showed you the time that read 9:35, indicating you both were late for meeting up with the rest.

"Oh, let's go!" You voiced, leaving the photo booth with Inumaki by your side.

Strolling to the Coral Cafe Bar, you observed the rest of your friends who sat down at the tables together. "You both are late," Maki told you two as you sat down at the table.

"(Y/N)! Tell Todo that an octopus has two hearts!" Yuji shouted, arguing with Todo about octopuses.

"They only have one! Where did the other one come from?!" Aoi retorts to Yuji asking for help.

"Actually, they have three." You tell them earning a dumbfounded look from them both. "We already ordered some food, so it should be here in a few." Panda chuckled as Itadori and Todo continued to argue like little brothers.

"Thank God 'cause all that walking made me hungry!" You laughed as you felt a hand hold onto yours under the table.

Looking down, you see Inumaki's hand caught in yours. Feeling your cheeks warm up, you accepted the small gesture intertwining your hands with his.

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The day drew to a close, and you all staggered out of the aquarium, laughing while talking about each other's experiences. Inumaki walked beside you, stealing sly glances when he thought you weren’t looking. Ichiji came back to pick everyone up to drop everyone off. Since Todo came from Kyoto, we were dropped off first.

As everyone made their way to their assigned dorms, Inumaki walked with you to your room since he was beside yours. He tapped your shoulder to give you his phone before you could go inside your dorm.

I enjoyed every moment I shared with you, and to be honest, I didn't want it to end, so I was wondering if you'd like to go out again sometime, but only us?

"You did show me a very good time, so of course I'll go out with you." You accept his request to go out with him.

"Goodnight, Inumaki." You say your goodbyes, receiving a small kiss on your cheek in response. "Goodnight..." He whispered. You held onto your cheek while a cheesy smile crept onto your face before closing the door.

Getting ready for bed, Inumaki never left your mind. You happily went to bed, recollecting how he managed to steal your heart.

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🌿 rio vidal - LONELY HUMAN & DEATH

It began as a chance encounter, though the word "chance" felt woefully inadequate in describing the collision of two such disparate beings. You, a solitary figure of flesh and breath, living on the margins of existence in a forest where the canopy of leaves seemed to shield you from the world’s cruelty. And her—a woman, or so she seemed at first glance, though nothing about her truly belonged to the mortal coil. She moved through the woods as though the air bent to her will, the earth beneath her feet holding its breath.

The first time you saw her, you thought she was a trick of the moonlight, a phantom conjured by your lonesome thoughts. She stood amidst the swirling fog, her hands outstretched as though cradling the invisible. And then you saw them—glimmers of light, soft and mournful, weaving around her like a thousand tiny lanterns. Souls. They drifted toward her with quiet reverence, and she received them with an unreadable expression, neither cruel nor kind.

You should have fled, but your legs betrayed you, rooted to the ground as though the forest itself demanded you bear witness. She did not see you then, her focus entirely on her solemn task. But something stirred within you—a tremor of fear, yes, but also curiosity, an aching need to understand the enigmatic figure that seemed to siphon life from the very air.

The next night, you returned, hiding behind the thick trunk of a tree as she performed her haunting ritual. And the next. You began to notice the details: the way her cloak billowed like a stormcloud, the faint glint of something metallic at her waist, the way her dark hair gleamed even in the dimmest light. Her face, sharp yet soft, bore a beauty that was almost cruel in its perfection.

But her eyes—they were the undoing of all courage. Dark and endless, they seemed to hold the weight of centuries, of griefs too great for a single being to bear. You tried not to imagine what it was like to see the world through those eyes, but the thought crept in, unbidden, and left you breathless.

Days turned to weeks, and you found yourself drawn back to the same spot, a silent observer to her somber duties. At first, she ignored the subtle shifts in the forest, the snap of a twig beneath your cautious step. But you knew the moment she became aware of you. Her movements grew sharper, more deliberate, and her eyes began to linger on the shadows where you hid. Still, she did not acknowledge you—not yet.

When she finally turned her gaze upon you, it was like being struck by the full weight of the night sky. “Do you find sport in spying on things you do not understand?” she asked, her voice a low, silken whisper that carried more authority than any shout.

Her words should have sent you fleeing, but instead, you stepped forward, trembling but resolute. “I—I only wanted to see,” you confessed, the words tumbling from your lips like leaves caught in a breeze. Her brow furrowed, her lips parting as though to speak again, but no words came. You saw something flicker in her eyes then—a brief, fleeting crack in the armor of indifference.

Though she tried to send you away, you returned. Day after day, her scornful remarks softened into a reluctant tolerance, and then, against all reason, into something gentler. She began to linger near your campfire in the evenings, her presence a silent challenge to the isolation that had once defined your life.

And you, in turn, grew bolder. You asked her questions, most of which she dismissed with clipped, evasive answers, but every now and then, she would offer a glimpse—a fragment of her existence that only deepened the mystery. You learned that her duty was eternal, that she had no place among the living, and yet there she sat, her gaze fixed on the flames as though searching for something she could not name.

In time, her cold exterior began to thaw, though she tried desperately to deny it. She teased you with wry comments, feigned exasperation when you spoke of the beauty you saw in her. But there were moments—rare and fleeting—when she looked at you as though you were something precious, something she did not know how to hold without breaking.

It was one such night, the fire casting flickering shadows across her face, that you asked her the question that had burned in your chest for weeks. “Why do you keep me at a distance?” you said, your voice trembling but firm. She did not answer immediately, her gaze turning skyward, her expression unreadable.

And in the silence that followed, you felt the weight of something vast and unspoken—a truth too heavy for words, and yet it hung between you, undeniable. You realized then that even Death herself could not remain untouched by the strange, fragile thing you offered her : hope.

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Prompt 5 - Warm

@rosekillermicrofic September 5, word count 277

Previous part First Jegulus part

Barty was too warm when he woke up. He tried to roll away from the heat but found that Evan had wrapped himself around him, weaving their limbs together, and he couldn’t escape. 

They’d stored all of Regulus’s boxes in their spare room yesterday and Evan had made up the bed once Regulus had gone out to meet up with his pretty boy. Regulus had reluctantly agreed to bring James over for dinner the following evening and Barty was already planning the entertainment. He was thinking drunk snap. He and Evan were unstoppable once they got going, and they were sure to make Jeremy look bad in front of Regulus. Was it Jeremy? Jackson? Jareth? No wait, it was something boring, James! That’s right, it was James. Barty shook his head to himself. He’d have to make an effort to remember it or Regulus would have his guts.  

“I’m worried about him,” Evan murmured in his ear, finally awake, though he didn’t make any moves to untangle himself from Barty. Barty didn’t even need to ask who Evan meant, they had a weird telepathy between them. Pandora found them fascinating and often just sat and stared at them as she studied their interactions. It drove him mad, but he’d never do anything to upset Panda. She was as scary as Regulus when she was pissed. 

“So am I, but he’ll never be safe while he’s still in that house of horrors,” He said, his words serious for once. He knew it was coming though, he’d seen the determination in Regulus’s face. This Jake had better know how much Regulus is going through for him. James! Damn it!

[sereneres]

asap ⁴

danielle marsh x 6th member!reader / 1.8k

summary. — a picnic for two, one with me and you.

warnings. — the ending is sort of rushed

“you want to go on another picnic? why? we just went on one last week.”

“well, for one thing, the weather is great today!” danielle said, holding up one finger before adding another. “and two, why not?”

you hum, nodding your head sagely as though you were that one turtle from kung-fu panda. “why not indeed.” you rasp, making danielle laugh at your actions.

“ynnie, just tell me if you want to go or not.” she told you after she stopped laughing. “if you can’t go today, then we can take a raincheck and do it another time.”

“i’m not busy, but have you asked manager-unnie?” she shook her head and you frowned, tapping your pen against your desk. “in that case, you should go ask her for permission to go out first. do you know where you want to go for this picnic?”

the older girl once again shook her head, an innocent look on her face, and you sigh. “okay, once you tell manager-unnie and she approves, you two should go over some places to picnic at. once that’s done, come back to me, okay?”

“okay.”

if you were going to be honest, you had expected her to forget about going on a picnic.

like yesterday, she often came up with ideas on what to do whenever she was bored, which ranged from simple things like going out to eat to things like going to beach and teaching you all to surf.

however, she had never gone through with such ideas, quickly forgetting them the minute she found something else to do.

so, when she had proposed the idea of going on a picnic, you hadn’t expected for her to come to your room the next day, practically banging on your door with how eager she was.

“yn, yn, guess what!” she said the moment you opened the door, eyes like crescents as she smiled widely at you.

“what, dani-unnie?” you ask, raising a brow.

her smile promptly dropped at your response, her lips forming a playful pout. “i said ‘guess’, ynnie, not ‘ask me’.”

amused, you smile and began guessing, having decided to play along with the older girl’s little guessing game. “did you just eat another carrot?”

“nope.” she replied, shaking her head, and, had you not moved back in time, the tips of her hair would have whipped you in the face. “you’re close, though.”

“did you buy more carrots?” you ask, tilting your head. she once again shakes her head, giggling as she did so.

“huh, what could it…” you trail off, belatedly realizing that her hands were behind her back. “…unnie, what are you hiding behind your back?”

“guess.” she insisted before gasping when you rush forward in an attempt to grab at whatever she was holding. “hey, i said guess!”

“sorry unnie, but i have no clue what the answer is, so we might be here for a while if you–” you grunt, your arms around danielle as you attempt to take what she was holding. “–gh, if you don’t show me what you’re hiding.”

“it’s a picnic basket.” haerin said from behind danielle, the latter flinching while the former continued to sip on her juice box innocently. “and you owe me, yn-unnie.”

“i’ll make sure to ask the manager for permission to go to the cat cafe.” you promised, moving away from danielle as she pouted. “is tomorrow a good time?”

“i have a schedule tomorrow.” the younger girl said. “what about the day after?”

“i have to go in and record that day.” the two of you frown, staring at the ground – or, in haerin’s case, at you – in contemplation before the oldest out of the three of you clears her throat.

“oh, sorry dani-unnie, i sort of forgot you were here.” you say, smiling sheepishly at the aussie before turning to haerin one last time. “i’ll just ask the manager when we’re both free, how about that?”

the girl shrugged and nodded at the same time, leaving you confused as she walked away. beside you, danielle cleared her throat again, doing it more loudly than she had earlier.

“since haerinnie told you what i’m holding, i’m hoping that you can guess why i’m so excited now.” she said, looking at you with expexctanr eyes.

“we’re going on a pic…nic…?” it sounds less like an answer and more like a question, because, even if danielle was holding a picnic basket, there was no telling whether she would use it for it’s intended purpose or use it for something else.

fortunately, danielle ignores how question-like your answer was and cheers, clapping her hands and even going so far as to spin around. “you got it! good job, ynnie~!”

“when did you get permission from manager-unnie?” you ask, surprised. “i don’t remember seeing you talking to her…”

“i got permission yesterday, when you were in the middle of your recording.” she said as she smiled widely at you. “you told me to get permission, so i did. do you need some time to prepare, or can we get going?”

“hold on, unnie, i need to get dressed.” you gesture for her to wait and, without waiting for a response, ran to the closet you shared with minji and haerin,hurriedly grabbing some clothes off their hangers.

“take your time, ynnie.” she called, swinging her picnic basket around as she waited. “we have the whole day to picnic!”

“how did you even get manager-unnie’s permission?” you ask, pulling on a sweatshirt before pausing. “oh, and could you check whether or not it’s cold out?”

danielle hums, pulling her phone out of her pocket and doing as you asked. “let’s just say i bargained with manager-unnie a bit… okay, it says that it’s currently twenty-four degrees celcius, but that it’ll go down to– oh wow, eighteen in an hour or so.”

“that’s a pretty big drop.” you murmur, swapping your sweatshirt for a regular t-shirt and tying a jacket around your hips. “and what do you mean ‘bargained’? you didn’t do anything you shouldn’t have, did you?”

“i may or may not have said that i would do this commercial shoot thing, but that’s beside the point.” danielle said, laughing nervously as she put her phone away. “have you finished getting ready yet?”

“just one second…” you bend down and grab a bag, cramming it with a random assortment of things – a mask, your phone, headphones, etc. – before zipping it closed and swinging it over your shoulder. “okay. you brought food, right?”

“yep!” she raised her picnic basket and patted it. “i made some sandwiches and brought you-know-what.”

“carrots?” you ask, amused.

“carrots.” she said, nodding seriously.

“i can’t believe you weren’t joking about the carrots.” you say, staring at the two unpeeled and very large carrots in the older girl’s hands.

danielle raises an eyebrow, placing her hands – which were still holding the carrots – on her hips. “and i can’t believe you thought i was joking about the carrots.”

“you never joke around about carrots.” you agreed, nodding your head slightly. “by the way, s that the same picnic basket we got during the picnic video?”

“yep! the producers let me keep it when i asked if i could.” danielle pulled out a blanket from the basket and unfolded it before placing it on the ground. “they were going to let you guys keep them too, but you guys left before they could tell you that.”

“that sucks.” you mutter, crouching down and picking up a few rocks. “do these look big enough to you, unnie?” she looks over and you show her the rocks in your hands.

“they don’t, but i think if you put two or three in each corner, it’ll be heavy enough to hold it down.” she told you, taking some of your rocks and placing them down. “see? it works!”

despite your doubt, you nod, eyeing the average-sized pebbles rocks warily. “if you say so, unnie.”

“alright, do you want to go find some more rocks, or do you want me to?” danielle asked. “it’s not particularly windy, so i don’t think we’ll need a lot, but…”

“i’ll go get them.” you decide, standing up. “you’re wearing a skirt and i don’t want any bugs accidentally crawling up your legs and… well…”

“oh, you’re so sweet ynnie~” the older girl cooed, patting you on your head. “i’ll set up the sandwiches and carrots while you do that, how does that sound?”

“sounds good.” you say, nodding.

“then that’s settled. good luck finding rocks, ynnie!~”

“thanks unnie. i’ll make sure to come back with a lot of… er, rocks.”

needless to say, you did not come back with many rocks.

“it’s like some… thing came and took them all.” you grumbled, pouting as you plopped down beside danielle. “there’s even indents in the dirt for where they used to be.”

“it’s okay.” the older girl soothed, patting you on the back. “it's not very windy anyway, so i don’t think we’ll need them.”

you sigh, shaking your head. “you’re right, but still… what could’ve taken them?”

“never mind that.” danielle picked up a sandwich in it and put it in front of your mouth. “go on and eat. i know you haven’t eaten much since this morning.”

“you’re right, i wouldn’t have eaten breakfast this morning if hanni-unnie hadn’t told me to.” you muse before taking a bite of the sandwich. “wow, unnie. this is really good.”

“isn’t it?” danielle said, puffing her chest proudly. “i’m getting really good at this cooking stuff, aren’t i?”

“you’re definitely better than i am.” you said, sighing and shaking your head. “even with hanni-unnie’s lessons, i still suck at cooking.”

“aw, don’t say that ynnie. you’re great at cooking!” a pause. “just… not with a stove. the image of your burnt pasta is pretty hard to forget, as much as i want to forget it.”

“ugh, minji-unnie and hanni-unnie were so mad at me that day.” you take another bite of your sandwich. “they didn’t speak to me for a whole day – or, well, minji-unnie didn’t. hanni-unnie got bored of being upset with me an hour into the silent treatment.”

“‘can’t say i blame them.” she said, shrugging. “making pasta is super simple, i didn’t think it was actually possible to burn it.”

“apparently, i didn’t add enough water.” you pause mid-chew. “at least, that’s what hanni-unnie said.”

“well, at least you know now to add a lot of water.” danielle said cheerfully, smiling at you.

“i guess so.”

“but really, have you never seen your parents cook pasta before?”

“uhm, no, pasta wasn’t really something they made. they didn’t make much of anything, actually.”

“really? my parents made a lot of pasta when i was younger. once, my sister even added chocolate to her spaghetti.”

“really? how did that taste?”

“…it didn’t taste good.”

“figured.”

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[cocogrrrl]

four times kyle says he loves you, one time he actually does say it

kyle's not the biggest romantic in the world, but sometimes he unintentionally is as well.

kyle broflovski x gn!reader no cws wc: 1183

an: tooth-rottingly sweet! i have like four 3k+ word fics in my drafts right now so stay tuned for that if you're interested!

One.

Often, you’ll find yourself in bed at night alone. In the morning, you’ll feel the lack of warmth as well. Needless to say, your boyfriend, Kyle, had a hectic schedule. 

You try to stay up and wait for him. Sometimes, he does come, but rather late. Most of the time, however, you end up falling asleep first. 

You understood why, though. He wanted to work extra hours for extra pay to have some money to support himself, his interests, and your place. I mean, you did work too, but Kyle was rather nervous about having inadequate money. You tried to convince him that you two were alright, but he decided against that.

Recently, things were a little more different. You found him coming home earlier than usual and leaving work a little later. You were grateful, for sure, but what was going on?

“Hey, Kyle?” You called, both of you in bed. He hummed in response, turning his head to look at you. “I’ve noticed you’ve been going home early and leaving for work a lot later than usual. Did you get a promotion or something? Sorry if you told me, I may have forgotten…” You scratched the back of your neck, chuckling.

“Oh, I didn’t get promoted or anything,” he shuffled closer to you, giving you a peck on the cheek that sent tingles through your skull. “I just thought you were right. I shouldn’t be working myself up over nothing, you know?”

“I didn’t mean it in a bad way,” you said, your eyebrows scrunched up as you were visibly upset since you thought you hurt his feelings. “I was just worried you were overworking yourself.”

He chuckled at your kindness. “I mean that too, but don’t worry, love,” he whispered, pulling you by the chin and nudging his nose with yours. “Above all, I missed spending time with you.”

Two.

You were snuggled up against Kyle, your head on his shoulder as you both indulged in your favorite activity—watching shitty movies and laughing at how shitty they are.

Currently, you two were watching a horrible, low-budget remake of Kung Fu Panda. As your mind was being bored by the eye-numbing movie, you didn’t notice your body suddenly being pulled.

Before you could even process it, your lips were on Kyle’s. You were caught off guard, so you caught yourself holding onto him. The kiss was relatively short, though, but you two could feel the smiles on each others’ lips.

When you both pulled away, you asked, “What was that for?” You chuckled.

“Nothing, I just desperately needed to kiss you.”

Three.

You were lying down on the couch, mindlessly scrolling on your phone. Kyle was by the dining area right beside your living room, sorting out some important papers. To fill in the empty space of your room, Kyle figured to play some music to help him loosen up.

Out of nowhere, Michael Jackson’s Rock With You started to play. You were initially taken aback, surprised to hear this in Kyle’s playlist. However, you didn’t mind it one bit, even bopping your head to the intro.

Before the chorus, you felt something lean over you. It was Kyle with his hand stretched to you, offering a dance. You could tell he was embarrassed, seeing the blush scribbled all over his face. You knew Kyle wasn’t fond of dancing, so you were so about to take the offer.

You gladly took his hand in yours, gracefully leaping out of the couch as much as you could (which wasn’t that much, but the execution didn’t matter in this situation!). You engulfed yourself in his arms as you guys swayed to the beat, not caring how horrible either of you looked… gyrating?

Anyways, let’s just say that Kyle ended up getting distracted by the fun you two were having and finished the papers much later that night.

Four.

You quietly entered your shared apartment, taking off your shoes by the entrance then treading to your room with the lightest steps possible so as to not wake your boyfriend up—just in case he was already asleep.

You opened the door, hoping it wouldn’t creak. The lights were still open, though, Kyle’s head turning to the doorframe, which was where you stood.

“Hi, dove,” he greeted with a smile. “I got you something.” He rose from the sheets and reached into his closet, holding two shirts in his hands.

He handed the other shirt to you, exactly your size. The top was mostly plain white, but in the middle were two rats cuddling with a text over it saying, “me and my partner :3”.

You deeply remember what this shirt was referencing. You were showing Kyle a photo on your phone. The photo was exactly the one on the shirt. You said something about how silly it would be if you two had matching shirts with text above it saying “me and my boyfriend” or something written above.

Kyle originally dismissed the idea. He knew you were joking, but he stated that he wouldn’t know how to pair the shirt with his wardrobe. Honestly, neither did you if you were to have the shirt, but you’d find a way to make it work.

That’s why you were surprised to see him gifting you something he didn’t really like.

“I thought your idea was kinda cute, and I went ahead and had it printed.” He awkwardly chuckled, cringing at his weak skill with graphic design. Visuals and art were never his strongest suit. The shirt, though, looked quite adorable either way!

You quickly wrapped him in a hug. “I love it so much. Thanks, dear.” You felt all around giddy. Your senses were tingly and your smile couldn’t express just how happy you were.

Five.

It was around 6 PM. You and Kyle had spent a whole day at an amusement park. By now, the energy that you two had earlier had been completely burned out. So now, he and you were inside the capsule of a Ferris wheel.

You sat beside each other, wearing your matching rat-cuddling shirts, enjoying the silence between you. You were staring at the view before you as you rose higher and higher. You held onto a stuffed toy he won at a carnival game for you an hour or two ago. Kyle, however, wasn’t focused on the view you were dazed at. His eyes were only focused on you.

You felt his eyes pierce through you, even if you yourself couldn’t see it. You turned behind, looking at him “What is it, Kyle?”

“You’re so pretty. I don’t think you understand how much I love you.” He said mindlessly. He seemed shocked by what he said once the words registered in his mind.

You giggled at his words, pulling his face closer to yours by the jaw. It was enchanting to see him get lost at just the sight of you. “Oh, but I think I do.” You whispered against his lips, giving him a peck on it before you two exited the Ferris wheel, holding hands.

[jjkamochoso]

JJK Characters and Songs that fit their Love Lives

Warnings: none, but some lyrics in the songs are a bit suggestive!! Also I’m mostly just an anime watcher so if this info isn’t up to date on what’s going on in the manga I’m sorry!!

Choso: I Wanna Be Yours by the Arctic Monkeys

Choso would do anything for his partner and would also be absolutely obsessed with them!! He would try to prove his worth at every given second and acts of service is for sure his love language. He’ll be anything his partner want him to be, as long as they call him theirs.

Gojo: Boombastic by Shaggy

Y’all already KNOW this is Satoru’s jam!! He’s a chill dude that lives to please his partners, romantically and otherwise. Smooth like silk and can take rejection like a champ (though, let’s be real, who’s rejecting him?), he is Mr. Lover Lover!!

And here’s a more serious one for him because I feel like people sometimes only focus on silly Gojo

Gojo Pt. 2: Hanging By a Moment by Lifehouse

Even though he has a happy go lucky side that usually shows, Satoru is a man that feels and cares so deeply. I feel like this song represents the part of him that’s trying to find himself beyond being a strong jujutsu sorcerer and the right partner could help him through those anxieties. He would want a partner to live in the moment with him and be the missing pieces to each other’s puzzles.

Geto: Roll to Me by Del Amitri

Suguru, though he’s been through a loooot, still has a good heart imo. He would be there wholeheartedly for the person he wants to date. Like in the song, he’d be there day or night to talk or be ready to support the person whenever something goes wrong.

Shoko: My Friends Over You by New Found Glory

I had a younger Shoko in mind when I chose this song but I feel like it still kinda applies to older Shoko as well. If she was seeing someone, it most likely would be low commitment and not that serious. Her friends come first, always. If her partner was dragging her down and boring her, she’d have no problem cutting them off asap!

Nanami: My Heart I Surrender by I Prevail

If there’s one thing I associate with Kento, it’s YEARNING. Yearning for a life he truly wanted, yearning for the safety of the youth. Would it be fair to assume his love life follows that pattern? He wouldn’t know if the person he liked returned his affection but that wouldn’t stop him from giving away his whole heart as he waited for the answer.

Yuji: The Way You Are by Babe Patrol

Yuji is great for this song. He holds strong conviction for doing what’s right and is always supporting those around him. As seen with Yuko, he appreciates people as they are and doesn’t expect them to change or conform to arbitrary standards. He would love his partner for being completely, unabashedly themselves.

Nobara: Wake Me Up Before You Go Go by WHAM!

Nobara is filled with fun energy and loving (in her own way) vibes so using one of the literal meanings from this song, I would think she’d be so down to go dancing with her partner! I could also see her complaining of a fast heart rate around her crush since she’s always hyped up and being around that person certainly wouldn’t help.

Megumi: And I Love Her by Kurt Cobain

Megumi is a straightforward, low key moody, no nonsense man so this song is perfect for him. It doesn’t dance around feelings at all and tells the audience like it is—a love between him and his partner will never die.

Panda: The Power of Love by New Found Glory

Panda has endless amounts of love for his friends and I know he believes in the power of love, 100%. He’s surrounded by it every day—Yaga, his classmates, even his teachers. Panda has a lot of love to give and isn’t afraid to show it!

Maki: SUGAR by Brockhampton

This song has a lot of lyrics that mention not needing anyone help and being able to do things individually and that’s Maki’s core belief. However, there are some mentions of learning to be okay leaning on a partner and I think that’s how she’d be. If she ever opened up to a partner, it would have to be her and them against the world forever.

Toge: Josie by Blink 182

Inumaki would need a partner who was there for him, no matter what. Someone who would laugh at his jokes, because let’s be honest, he’s hilarious, and someone who would bring him food just because they remembered his order. He would also love someone who shares the same crazy sleep schedule he has so if they were up at 3am watching “Vacation,” like mentioned in the song, that would be his dream.

Yuta: All 4 Love by Color Me Badd

This whole song SCREAAAMS YUTA!!! This certified lover boy would do anything for his partner and be their knight in shining (white) armor (jacket). He would never fail to tell his partner how lucky he is to have them and how attractive they are as well!!

Todo: She’s So High by Tal Bachman

I am 1000% convinced Todo would treat his partner like royalty and hold them in the highest regards. His passion for literally everything is unmatched and I absolutely expect to see that in his love life. Like in the song, he would equate his partner to icons like Cleopatra and Aphrodite because he thinks so highly of them.

Mai: I’m Thru With Love by Marilyn Monroe

Mai is definitely through with love. I feel like she’d fall in love once and completely give up the idea of finding someone else if it didn’t work out. She can’t stand being vulnerable and warm to others so this song is high key perfect for her.

Noritoshi: If I Could Ride a Bike by Park Bird/Chevy

Noritoshi deserves better!! There, I said it!! My boy doesn’t get enough love and that’s reflected in this song choice. The pressure to be a perfect member of the Kamo clan is a lot for him and having a partner that fits those same standards to be accepted is impossible so he’s left imagining what it would be like to love and be loved. I think he would want nothing more than to wake up and see his partner’s smiling face looking back at him and be able to go on carefree adventures with them.

Kokichi: Heaven, Iowa by Fall Out Boy

Poor Kokichi :(( I went a bit literal with the relation of the lyrics “scar crossed lovers” since his whole body was littered with messed up skin but I do feel like this song captures his vibe well. I feel like he wouldn’t ask anything of his partner and would just be beyond grateful he finally had someone there for him. He was doomed from birth with his heavenly restriction, thus having a dark outlook on life and further relating to the lyric “kiss my cheek, baby please, would you read my eulogy?” since I think he would like his partner to be there for him even after his death.

Miwa: Everywhere by Michelle Branch

I feel like Miwa is a hopeless romantic so she would relate to this song in that no matter what she does, it relates to her partner. No matter if it’s closing her eyes to sleep or keeping her partner in her thoughts wherever she goes, Miwa has a big heart and just needs to be hugged!

Momo: One Love by It’s Benzzo

I don’t know much about Momo but I know she can’t stand sexism so her partner would have to be open minded and kind, never failing to make her smile. She would just want someone to treat her right!

Yuki: Kiss Me by Sixpence None the Richer

This is the perfect song for Yuki imo. She seems like a flirtatious girl and would love a partner that went all out in romance for her. I think she’d like to get dressed up and then get swept off her feet every date night. Telling her partner to kiss her under the stars would be a great way for her to end the night!

[mana-jjk]

thinking really hard about a college au because i enjoy them a lot more than high school aus.

yuuta - pre-med, in school to become a doctor

toge - divided between computer science and dropping out of college to pursue opening his own café with a garden.

maki - pre-law, in school to become a lawyer

panda - zoology

yuuji - business degree that he’s just doing for his grandfather, will graduate but goes on to be a firefighter.

megumi - animal sciences, going on to enter veterinarian school to become a vet.

nobara - fashion design/marketing degree

gojo - a sadistic physics professor with multiple degrees, both through education and honorary, because he got bored. sometimes he picks students out to give full-ride scholarships, because he self-proclaims having too much money.

getou - philosophy professor that enjoys playing the devils advocate and watching his students squirm.

shoko - oversees the university hospital and occasionally recruits for the pre-med program

nanami - graduated with a business degree, agreed to give yuuji an internship

ijichi - gojo’s overworked TA

i just think maki and yuuta would struggle through graduate school together. their cabinets would be full of instant ramen, cabbage, junk food, and ungodly amounts of coffee. the only real food they get is because toge cooks for them and gives them the stink eye every time he opens their cabinet.

toge doesn’t really have room to talk though, he overworks himself and ends up going far too long without sleep. hours on assignments that make him miserable, burned out from the moment every semester starts. too often does yuuta find him dissociating, something he’s all too familiar with. yuuta himself suffers from insomnia, so it’s not uncommon for him to settle on the couch and run his fingers through toge’s hair until his eyes close.

toge probably had a really difficult time getting the courage to either drop out or just really not use his degree as intended. i can’t picture him genuinely enjoying higher education. even in this happy, no one dies world, his family is with the second years for a reason. computer science was appeasing enough, but the unhappiness is so draining that everyday getting up and going to class feels so impossible. he feels his happiest at the gardening club, cooking for his friends, not sitting in a lecture hall with a preview to what awaits him. but ultimately, i think the independence and knowledge that he wasn’t alone or abandoned was enough to push him into the decision. luckily enough he was a scholarship winner (gojo lol) so he wasn’t in debt, and gojo even offered to fund him through culinary school with the promise of free sweets forever.

with yuuta, i think his history of being hospitalized and the accident with rika (who is not dead here !! but she was paralyzed and had to move with a different family member who was able to support her) definitely pushed him to medical degrees. he was probably stuck between being a physical therapist, nurse, and full-fledged doctor. he still keeps in contact with rika, who is one of his biggest supporters when it comes to his goal, but he has a mental breakdown every week thinking about getting a medical degree. shoko definitely takes notice of his talent, and has extended opportunities to intern with her. gojo also found that they were distantly related, and not only paid for his entire education, but also the apartment he rents with maki and toge. he tried refuting, but gojo kept insisting that he was tapping into the family inheritance that technically belonged to both of them.

toge is more than a little devastated when yuuta decides to study abroad in their undergraduate, i actually think that’s when the fully misery of college hits him. not having an unhealthy classmate and friend to look after forced him to focus on himself, his least favorite pastime. having the first years helped, but it also forces him to reflect how much he cared about yuuta past being a friend too.

anyway, i have so many ideas for this au so um please ask me so i can word vomit everywhere. also normalize more college aus so people like me can still relate lol <3

[olitheautisticandartistic]

OMG THE FORESHADOWING??? CHEEZBORGER WAS A PRISONER OF HER OWN SUBCONSCIOUS AS A JOKE, BUT NOW IT’S SERIOUS

DID THEY HAVE THIS PLANNED THE WHOLE TIME?? AGGH I CANT WAIT FOR MOREE

also hot take: I really feel more bad for the characters being affected by chikn, instead of chikn himself. I haven’t ever seen people acknowledge how Sody Pop and Cheezborger feel in these episodes. Like Cheezborger simply desired to branch out from Chikn (which is a flaw and something she could’ve done better for chikn’s sake, as it has been shown that he lost friends before). She got a girlfriend and it’s the cutest thing ever! But all that got ripped away by bezel manipulating chikn into forcing her into being a mindless playmate against her will.

and a much more short rant; sody pop. He basically found out that all of his special traits that made him stand out, never really was his. He basically discovered that he was basically never special. Just some boring little red panda. He’s experiencing an existential crisis at such a young age due to chikn’s growing anxiety surrounding himself.

I really just hope we get more episodes surrounding these two along with how chikn affected them. It’s just kinda weird that no one acknowledges how THEY feel rather than just how chikn is feeling

[p8rasite]

hello ^^ id like to request dialogue 005 with ricky please! and my favorite boys planet song is over me ❤️‍🩹

[ #005 ] : “you’d look cuter holding my hand, but whatever.”

mediums : fluff · ricky x gn! reader · 279 words · no cws 

tap the mic : no one ask me what this is. i don't know either. let's go with the theory that i was possessed while writing this.

5:06 A.M. ↺ ..and that tallies up to twenty.

ricky loves you, he swears he does! (so does gyuvin. poor guy learned too late that the disadvantage of having a lovestruck best friend includes frequently listening to ricky spiral over his lover..) but he’s so close to writing about you in his diary with boring, not special, reserved for normal people, black ink.

seriously, you can’t think that his hand constantly brushing against yours is a coincidence.. right? or maybe you were used to him showing his affection through gifts like a panda keychain you found adorable, a new set of pens because your old ones are running out of ink, or a pearl necklace purchased because he wanted to..

oh.

all it takes is ricky’s bottom lip jutting slightly for you to stop perusing the rack of clothes, huh?

“what’s wrong, darling?”

what an irony it is to hear your boyfriend say, “you’re cute.”

“so are you, especially with that pout of yours.” 

of course you don’t skip a beat. that’s listed as no. 17 on a private google doc titled ‘reasons why shen quanrui is in love with his baby.’

“the thing is..” his gaze tries to subtly bounce between your hand and his. “..you’d look cuter holding my hand, but whatever.” 

and here comes his cool persona. ricky looks away, nails brushing the nape of his neck before scratching his smooth skin. it’s good (it’s not), he’s fine (he isn’t), he can handle rejection—

huh, the gaps between his free hand’s fingers don’t feel so empty anymore. 

(don’t worry, he’ll definitely recount this moment in his diary with the gorgeous, unique, reserved for you and you only, pink ink.)

❀ ... ⃕ @stealanity @rickyschicky @i520u + join or buy me a kofi! now, would you like to return to the masterlist? yes / no.

P8RASITE, 2023. do not steal because i can and will bite. 

[mysterious-ocarina]

Command Me

Toge Inumaki x reader

A/N when I wrote this, I had only seen the show, haven't had the time to watch the movie, and have not read the manga so i'm sorry if it's not very good. I was just bored and i love him so much

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(1.5k words)

“And these will be the idiots I was telling you about,” Maki pointed at a group of guys hanging out under a tree. You were new to the school and she was showing you around.

“We’re not idiots,” the one with pink hair replied indignantly. “I’m Itadori.”

“The vessel,” Maki told you. She told you about all of her friends so you would be prepared in advance for the weirdness you would encounter.

“I’m y/n,” you offered a small wave.

“And that’s Fushiguro,” Maki pointed to the guy next to Itadori, “The giant panda is Panda and the one with the collar is Inumake.”

You let your eyes slip from each person she introduced you to until your eyes landed on Inumaki.

He was a shorter guy from what you could tell with him on the ground. He had his legs stretched in front of him and was leaning back on his hands. Upon making eye contact, you noticed how striking his eyes were, a dazzling shade of lavender.

“Kelp,” he said with a little wave.

Confused, you repeated, “Kelp?”

Panda spoke up from his spot, not surprising you that he talked because Maki had already informed you, “He can only speak in rice ball ingredients so he doesn’t hurt anyone with his cursed speech.”

“That’s interesting. Is that hard to communicate with?” you asked Inumaki, curiously.

Usually he would be kind of embarrassed or offended by being asked that, but with the way your eyes shone with genuine curiosity without any trace of malice, he responded, “Salmon.”

You were about to open your mouth to ask what that meant before you watched him pull out his phone as well as a stack of post-it notes with a pen.

“Texting is the best thing to happen for cursed speech users,” Itadori joked.

Embarrassed, you dropped your head, “I didn’t think of that.”

You watched as Inumaki wrote something on the note before passing it to you. In the neatest handwriting you have ever seen was a series of digits with his name, Toge Inumaki, at the top.

You gave him a joyful smile before thanking him, “Perfect, I’ll text you right now so you have my number too.”

And you have been a goner ever since then. Meeting everyone was probably the best thing that happened to you since becoming a jujutsu sorcerer. Every day was filled with laughter and camaraderie and the occasional blush.

Ever since meeting Inumaki, you have been besotted with him. It wouldn’t take you long to understand his rice ball language, it also wouldn’t take you long to fall in love with it. You found out how sweet and funny he is as well as how strong and level-headed he was in a fight.

You guys always sparred together, making Panda slightly jealous but giving him cuddles always makes him forgive you.

The few missions you went on together, you got to see his cursed speech in action. It was a chilling sight to see him yell “Explode” at a curse and watch as it. . . explodes, then hear him say “bonito flakes” to you right after.

You were broken out of your thoughts when a light blue note was waved in front of your face. Right, you were watching a movie with Inumaki before your thoughts wandered to the boy. Your wandering thoughts seemed to happen the more and more you hung out with him.

You softly grabbed the note, reading the familiar neat handwriting.

What’s on your mind? There was a little doodle of a thought bubble with a question mark in the middle.

Something endearing you would find out about him, was the amount of doodles he would draw you. You weren’t sure if he did this for anyone else, but you liked to pretend that they were just for you. They always made you smile and you secretly kept the notes he gave you in a box, under your bed.

“Nothing’s on my mind,” you gave him a reassuring smile and placed your hand on his arm as confort. His ears turned red looking at you, before he started to write again.

Passing you the note, I can tell when you’re lying. He pointed at the first note he gave you that was sitting in your lap, seemingly asking the question again.

“I’m just having guy problems, nothing important,” you waved off. You would not admit that you were thinking about how much you liked him.

Inumaki scrawled quickly. If you didn’t know any better, he looked jealous, or maybe sad.

Who is he? This note was urgently shoved in your face. You guys talked about everything so he was probably surprised you kept this a secret.

“I am not telling you about my little crush, I’m sure it will go away soon,” you lied. Nothing about the feelings you had for Inumaki would ever go away. And from the look he gave you, he could tell you were lying and knew your feelings for the guy were more serious than that.

As long as he didn’t know it was him though, you were fine. You didn’t want to ruin the friendship and partnership that you guys had developed. You thought that he wouldn’t reciprocate your feelings and then it would just make the group dynamic weird.

“Spicy cod roe,” Inumaki waved in your face, urging you to explain.

“I can’t tell you. It’s embarrassing,” you replied, hoping he would leave it at that. But when did he ever let you off the hook.

You watched as he made another short note, handed it to you, then made the cutest puppy eyes you had ever seen. The note read, pleeeeeeeeeeease

“Fine. Your stupid begging puppy eyes might as well count as cursed speech with how well they work on me,” you sighed. Inumaki laughed at your joke, making you smile and blush at the sound, before giving you his fullest attention.

“I’m not telling you who it is-” a dramatic eye roll and a huff from him, “-but I’ll give you hints.”

He nodded his head vigorously, excited for what you had to say to him.

“He’s short, he goes here, you know him, and he’s the cutest and most handsome guy I’ve ever seen,” you told him. You were blushing so hard under his gaze you thought you might faint.

There was something in his eyes that made you pause. He looked jealous and the confused glare he was giving the wall behind you had you rethinking yourself.

“I’ll tell you one last thing, but you have to promise not to tell anyone,” you whispered. He nodded again.

You were so beyond nervous, you felt sick to your stomach. You couldn’t get the words out. You opened your mouth several times, trying to push the words off your tongue but it felt like something was stopping you.

“I need you to do it,” you whispered. “I can’t do it on my own.”

Inumaki gave you a confused look, not understanding what you meant. You didn't blame him, there was no way he could guess what you wanted him to do.

You didn’t have the courage to say anything else, feeling like your tongue was numb.

You brought your hand to the zipper of his collar. He gave you a surprised look and grabbed your hands, stopping your motion. You simply stared into his eyes, hoping he would understand.

At your pleading look, he slowly moved your hand and pulled the zipper down with you. You have seen his mouth and tattoo before but that was always under the heat of battle. This felt different, it felt vulnerable.

Instinctively, you licked your lips. You watched as Inumaki tracked the motion before bringing his gaze back to yours. He gave you a questioning look as if to ask, are you sure? Which you nodded.

“Tell me.” He commanded, voice smooth as honey. You felt as your mouth moved without your control, “You.”

The word barely made its way out of your mouth before you felt chapped lips on yours. The kiss was heated, as if you both were relieving tension that had been there since the dawn of time. This was a kiss that screamed I love you. You could just barely taste the cherry cough medicine he always drank, before the kiss ended all too soon.

You both pulled back to gain your breaths. The smile that was painted on Inumaki’s face was so beautiful, you kissed him again, softer.

You placed a short kiss on his lips, then pecked each side of his tattoo, then his nose.

The look he gave you was pure adoration. He smoothed your hair then held your face, “Salmon.”

You giggled, “God, we should try that in the bedroom. It was exhilarating!”

He blushed a dark shade of crimson, “Kiss me.”

You leaned forward before you even processed what he said. This kiss wasn’t as heated and passionate as the first one. It was soft and comforting.

You both giggled together, excited for what may come. 

[angelwishess]

🚀📺 AND 🧸 FOR FLOYRAS FANKIDS PLS

9. 🚀 ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ What did they want to grow up to become? Has that changed in any way?

Marven wanted to be a lot of things. An astronaut, a scientist, a doctor, a stuntman— literally everything 😭 He was in so many extracurricular activities too, the kid CANNOT stay still… But, currently hes considering following in his Mama’s footsteps and getting into the fashion industry! I mean, hes already a model with Evelio, so why not?

Evelio on the other hand… Is unsure. As a child he wanted to be a writer, but currently hes not really sure what to be. He has a lot of different options, but he just doesn’t want to take up a career that bores him. He hasnt found anything he particularly loves just yet. Huh, maybe he’d make a good detective!

Alora stayed the same. She wants a job that lets her get close to magical creatures and beasts! Maybe a caretaker or reasearcher of the weird and mystical creatures and items that most are too afraid to try and get up and close themselves. So, she wants to be a researcher who discovers new magic and creatures, as well as studies old archeaological sites!

12. 🧸 ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Did they have any stuffed animals as a kid? What was their favorite? Do they still have it?

Marven had a few plushies as a kid— but they always ended up tearing 😭 He still has this one red panda plush he’s had since he was a baby. Its super old, and unrecognizable. Rips and tears everywhere, and its a little dirty too but if he washed it that old thing would definetly fall apart. 😭 he REFUSES to get rid of it, though. So theres just this nervouse system of a teddy bear sitting in his room, on his bed.

Evelio had a lot of plushies. But his favorite one was this doe plush. It was a nice brown and white with big beady eyes and a ribbon tied around it’s neck. He used to carry it EVERYWHEREE with him, and read it bedtime stories. He says that hes gotten over that phase and hes “not a child anymore”. But he definetly still has it. He brought it with him to NRC and loves it with all his heart. He still hugs it to sleep. But he refuses to admit it. (Will say that maybe it just “fell into” his stuff while he was packing if anyone finds it😭)

Alora still has her favorite plushie, and she brought it with her to NRC! Its a black and pink bunny, and she lets her ghostie friend posess it while shes at school :3

^^ Something similar to this !!

21. 📺⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Did they have any favorite shows as a child?

Marven was definetly a fan of shows like Regular Show or Loud House!

Evelio was never a big fan of tv shows, but he enjoyed the dramas he found on other channels.

Alora loved any show that had something to do with ghosts and monsters !

(Sorry i rly dont know how to answer this one HEKEP)

[batmenstrualcycle]

reflections; maki x reader

:not evil

:master list

note: I swear my writing gets better </3

Thunder rolled through, filling the air with boom after boom with a storm coming in from the cold front shown on the weather forecast. Rain drops tattered against the window, racing down the glass in a vicious attempt to claim victory over the other droplets.

Naoya sat in a room with the head of the clan, discussing important business and not even drinking the tea that was prepared for him. He refused, he didn't like red tea, he liked green tea with a drop of honey, just like how you used to make it for him whenever he requested on days he felt simple. He rested his chin in his palm, keeping a bored expression on his face as the Head kept running his mouth, words going in one ear and out the other as Naoya was halfheartedly listening.

"By the way, when's that Hatake coming back? I still haven't heard news of that meek little girl being found dead yet."

"I don't know, I haven't thought about communication," Naoya answers bluntly before he spares a glance outside the small window in the room to get a look at the outside. It was certainly more interesting than the meeting between the two men.

The Head frowned, his already wrinkled forehead creasing as his eyebrows knit closer together and his nose crinkled. "Go find them, damnit. And tell them to hurry up."

Naoya sighed, pausing for a moment before getting up from his spot. He shuffled to the door, sliding it open and stepping out of the room. The open hallway showed the greenery outside which was getting rained on, it looked beautiful in his eyes, though he'd never admit it.

He rushed to his room, speeding past any other wandering clan members and servants. Sometimes he would glance at the people coming and going, and he'd see a small glimpse of you every time. It was safe to say he got a little attached, though if anyone pointed it out he would kill them.

Naoya looked around for something black, since it was almost dark out, and he couldn't just waltz onto campus, even when it's in the evening. There's barriers around the school, Gojo, and the principal. Sneaking in almost sounds impossible if there wasn't such a short staff. There's only so much a handful of sorcerers could do for such a large campus.

On said campus, you were busy in the cafeteria with your newfound friends and friend with benefits, celebrating your birthday.

"SHUSH! THEY'RE GONNA HEAR!" Gojo practically screeched to Toge and Panda who were making comments on what you and Maki might be doing while she led you to the cafeteria, blindfolded. You heard his echo through the hallway, and it already gave away what was going on, not that your birthday being marked and circled in red on the calendar in the training room wasn't enough. Everyone else was acting weird, or maybe special, since you weren't really used to all the affection yet. You knew it was your birthday, every year Naoya would make a comment on it then go about his business.

"You're loud enough!" Panda shot back before Gojo was ushering the other boys behind the corner of the cafeteria. Yours and Maki's footsteps echoed through the hallway as she was guiding you by your hand.

"Those idiots probably ruined the whole idea of a surprise party," Maki grumbles, rolling her eyes as the two of you got closer to the cafeteria. You hummed as you shrugged behind her, "I'll just pretend I had no idea."

"That'll be even worse, Gojo's just gonna get more excited," Maki chuckles as you two turn the corner, finally walking in and turning on the lights. She lifted the blindfold from your eyes, revealing a very over-decorated cafeteria with streamers covering all the walls and balloons around almost every table.

"SURPRISE!!"

"Happy birthday, Y/n!!"

You deadpanned your expression at the loud cheering in your ear. A large cake sat on one of the tables with candles on it, and if the candle wish thing did come true, it really would just be you and Maki right now. You walked over to the table, ignoring the others as you sat down, taking a fork and digging in all by yourself.

Everyone else looked at you like you're crazy, watching you eat away at the cake. Eventually you felt everyone's eyes boring holes into your head, so you turned around and found everyone staring.

"What? It's my cake anyways."

"You could at least share with your precious sensei?!"

"As much as I'd like to thank you for the cake, Gojo, it's still my first celebrated birthday, I get to eat the cake however I please," you remarked as you took another fork from the table. "Don't just stand there, Maki."

"WHAT?! How come she gets some?!"

"Because I didn't overreact like you guys did!"

"It's your birthday, of course we're gonna be excited!"

You rolled your eyes as Maki sat down next to you, taking the fork and eating away at your cake. "Damn, this is good," she comments with a smirk, taking another bite. "I got good taste."

"Wait, you picked it out?"

"Yeah, Gojo took me to the bakery and asked me to pick one out, so I went with the one I thought you might like best."

"Considerate," you chuckle, looking beyond the cake and at her with a glint in your eyes. She blushed a bit, grinning back at you as she took yet another bite.

"You're really getting into that cake, huh."

"It's really good. Now I kinda wish it was my birthday."

"Too bad," you grin a bit, shuffling in your spot. Outside the window, across the entire campus for that matter, Naoya had to pay close attention to where his feet went on the dirt. If he'd stepped on even one twig it would alert Gojo of his presence, and frankly he wasn't in the mood to deal with him.

Sneaking through the forest at Jujutsu Tech is not how he imagined spending his evening: careful not to step on a twig or brush against a bush, lightening his footsteps and not breathing so loud. If any one of the those things were to go sideways he risked getting caught, and his senses were at their highest, so he really was not hoping to fail.

When Naoya saw light eventually coming from the main building, which was a long walk away from the cafeteria where you were sitting, a weight left his shoulders and he began to relax a bit. He knew it was around 11 p.m, so he wouldn't have to wait long before the lights went out and he'd have to be on stealth mode again, turning off his channel of cursed energy temporarily just so he won't be noticed sneaking around looking for you.

When the lights did go out, he immediately hopped out from the bush he was hiding in and slowly opened the front door, sneaking in and looking around to see if anyone was still out. He almost bumped into the wall so many times because of how dark it was, but he couldn't exactly turn on a light unless he wanted to get himself caught.

He finally made it to the girls side of the dorms, hastily looking around for yours. People's names were in a plaster on the front of the door so looking for your special last name written in bold. There weren't very many since Jujutsu sorcerers are such a minority, so he didn't have to look for much until he was stuck between two doors. One of them, which had a light coming through the bottom crack of the room behind it, and another one, dark. His whole body warmed up as he ultimately went with the one where he would be least likely to get caught, and went with the latter option.

He carefully slid open the door, narrowing his eyes as he was immediately met with a pitch black. The only exception was the minuscule light coming from across the hall which wasn't even enough to form his own silhouette. He tiptoed into what he made out to be your room when he glanced at the bold name on the plaster, eyes zipping around for any sign of you now that he adjusted to the darkness. Nothing.

He heard voices coming from across the hall, and he quickly but quietly slid your door closed, hiding next to the dresser right next to your doorway as he waited for you to open it up again. When he does hear the door slide open with a crisp sound, he tenses, hearing your footsteps slowly pitter patter against the hardwood floor. His arm carefully reached around the dresser, flipping on the light switch and turning on the light.

You whipped around, almost screaming when you saw him standing there before he rushed over and pressed his hand against your mouth.

He took his hood off from his head and took off his mask, revealing hid all too familiar smug looking face that now looked a bit annoyed. He held up his finger to his mouth as he twitched his head back to suggest to whoever was across the hall.

"What're you doing here?!" you whisper yelled once he removed his hand, frowning as you scolded him. He rolled his eyes and sighed dramatically, looking around the messy room. "Naobito sent me, said he's getting impatient."

"That's just too damn bad, isn't it?" you remarked quietly, stepping away from Naoya and shutting your bathroom door. He pauses for a moment before lifting a brow, "What the hell does that mean?"

"You really think I give a shit if he's impatient? What's gonna happen again if I don't kill Maki? Execution? How's he gonna do that? I'm all the way up here and he's stuck being Head of the clan."

"You're hesitating?" he snarls, stepping closer with a frown. You scrunch up your face and lightly push him back a bit, "If I am?"

Naoya clicked his tongue as he looked around the room- at anything other than you. He tapped his foot angrily against the floor, causing a light clacking from the bottom of his shoe. "You know you're supposed to kill her and be done with it, right?"

"What happens if you find out I ditched it? What, you gonna snitch on me to Naobito about it?"

"I should!" He whispered, getting closer as his scowl worsened. His eyebrows were fiercely knit together and his nose was scrunched up and rippled, and his eyes were narrowed. You stared right back at him with a daring face, your own eyes narrowed as you pursed your lips.

"I should snitch to him," he echoed, huffing before scratching the back of his neck. You lift an eyebrow at him, emphasizing for him to continue.

"But I'm not going to." he sighed, stepping back a bit. Your lifted brow raised even higher at his behavior, because this is not how Naoya would normally act. The smug, annoying son of a bitch is the one who's going lie straight to the Head's face just to make sure nothing happens to you because that's just how much he really cares, not that he would do it for just anyone else. Naoya Zenin, the unlovable asshole, lying to protect you, his longtime servant. Now that's a surprise if you've ever seen one.

What the hell was he even doing? You and him both know he could get in trouble for it if the Head ever found out about the lying, yet Naoya's still here, telling you he won't snitch.

"Why?" you ask curtly, frowning as you bite the inside of your cheek. He looks at you with hooded eyes and a stern expression, his usually fixed hair now matted, casting a small shadow on his face. "You know why."

"No, I don't know why. Just tell me, stop making it so hard," you rush, folding your arms and tapping your foot impatiently against the ground. He sees how haste you're getting, by the sharp glint in your eye and your squared shoulders. He sighs again out of annoyance, pinching the bridge of his nose for a moment.

"Because I don't want to mess up your birthday," he lied after removing his hand from his nose. You gave him a look of disbelief, incredulity, as you scoffed. "You expect me to believe that? Since when did you care about my birthday?"

"I'm not evil," he glares at you, waiting for a moment for a response before he steps towards the door, placing a hand on it for a moment. You don't even spare him a quarter turn, and he can tell, he can't feel your hateful gaze boring holes into his skull. He huffs, his breath slightly hitching as he slowly slides open the door, being careful of the light that still seeps under the crack across the hall. He closes the door behind him, tiptoeing back down the hallway.

You stand there for a moment, in the middle of your own room, feeling out of place for what seemed to be for the rest of this perpetual hour. It hadn't even turned midnight, it was still your sweet sixteen and Naoya had to come and ruin it. You were used to things along the lines of that, like someone ruining your day of peace.

You shake your head, rolling your eyes as you do before deciding you didn't need to be in here, not after Naoya. So you decided to go across the hall, back to Maki's room where you'd just previously been.

You knock on her door gently, waiting for another moment before the door slides open. "Back already? I would've thought you're already getting tired of me."

"No," you reply bluntly, stepping past her and shuffling around her messy room, eventually plopping down on Maki's bed. Her gaze averted from the door to you, sliding it closed and strolling back over to you with a blank face. "So...whatcha doin' back here?"

"I didn't wanna be alone tonight," you confess, lying flat on your back, staring at the ceiling with your own hands intertwined on your chest. Your eyebrows knit, making a crease on your nose as you sit in silence. Maki's bed dips to your right as she got in next to you, lying flat on her back as well.

The two of you sat in silence, simply staring at the ceiling fan as it went round and round at a speed your eyes couldn't even keep up with. You thought it would make you dizzy enough to make you fall asleep, but it didn't work. Maki's presence lingers right next to you, just inches away from you, filling your senses to the brim.

"So you didn't wanna be alone, huh?" she repeats, eventually turning her head to face you after what seemed like 5 minutes of uncomfortable silence. You nod wordlessly, feeling your heart pound in your chest as you let out a deep exhale. Maki lifted a concerned brow as her eyes read your clearly stressed expression. "What's got you worked up?"

"I'm not worked up," you glance at her with rough eyes, catching a glimpse of Naoya right outside the window as he was starting to sneak off campus. Your breath almost gets stuck in your throat before Maki does the favor of breaking the silence. "That's a lie. Any blind man can see you're tense."

"I'm not," you grumble looking back up at the ceiling and pretending you never saw Naoya. Maki hummed incredulously, crossing her arms and turning on her side to face you. "I don't believe you. Tell me what's wrong."

"I don't care if you don't believe me, nothing's wrong."

"Y/n, no one just randomly comes into their friend with benefits' room at 11:30 at night just because they didn't wanna be alone."

"That's a valid reason."

"Not when you look like that."

"Rude," you mumble, turning on your side nonetheless to face her, resting your hands under her pillow. Maki lifted a brow when she saw you fully, letting out an exhale. "So, what's wrong?"

"I already told you, nothing's wrong," you frowned as you mumbled through your otherwise pursed lips. Her face remained unfazed, like she didn't even hear you as her lifted brow stayed raised.

"That's bullshit," she grunts, finally changing her expression and frowning to herself. Her sharp gaze looked like it was piercing right through your facade, and your mind conjured up the idea that she already knew Naoya had dropped a visit. Your jaw clenched on its own, your teeth gritting against the other row as you sat there, having an undeclared staring contest as the time passed, carefully listening to the raindrops tattering against the window.

She'll find out eventually, one way or another, you think to yourself as the staring contest doesn't falter. It'd been silent for so long that you were beginning to think you said that out loud.

"I'll tell you when I'm ready," you grumble, frowning even more as you scoot closer to her unexpectedly warm embrace. Maki's cheeks flush red as the blood rushes to them, feeling your arms wrap around her as you snuggle your face into her chest and your hands come around to play with her hair. "For now, just let me be."

Maki sighed, letting her chest rise and cave for a moment while her hands came up to cradle your head, laying in a fetal position. The fan spinning around in her room did nothing to help the heat in her cheeks, ears and neck, and it was only getting worse the longer the two of you stayed like that.

Eventually the silence was slowly lulling you to sleep out of comfort, and soon enough your eyes were drooping until you fell asleep in her chest. Maki's eyes glanced over at the clock behind you which read 1:01 in the morning, and she almost scoffed at herself until she listened to your even breathing, and then she realized you'd fallen asleep. She sighs quietly before gently reaching across to turn off her lamp and finally let herself fall asleep.

[redpandamerchdaily]

I already don't remember how I found this blog (found it yesterday) all i know is that I LOVE IT (i love red pandas)

LMAO TY!!! i made it while bored after classes since ive been scrolling @horsefigureoftheday a lot

i was like ioiuvghh... i can do that but with red oanda