#I havent slept in 2 days send help

[transmasclaius]

This depression is hitting so hard rn I feel physically ill lmao like I have a fever or something

[mirkomos]

Between you and Me... ~cp.4

Armin x reader...

Chapter tw: Afab! reader, alcohol, tension, drug mention and pills, drug use, cursing, fighting, blood, heaving makeout session, mention of butt grabbing, hickey, being drunk.

word count: 4.2k

story context: your newly broken up with jean and he won't leave you alone. You start to "date" Armin to get jean off your back, but during this fake relationship you start to develop feeling for him—your relationship with Armin becomes a bit...confusing. No other then any other relationships yours and armin's has its ups and downs but maybe it will turn into the real thing...

On your walk back to your dorm your grab your phone to look at the time only to realize your phone had been off the whole time. After armin had turned off you phone you haven't bothered to check it again, turning on your phone to see almost 50+ messages from jeans which you don't bother to give the time of day and 5 miss calls from sasha and 2 from pieck. Immediately you tap sashas contact and return the call in which you were only scolded for having your phone off and not seeing her at all today.

She told you how jean had the audacity to come by the dorm and ask for you. You couldnt believe it when she had said it— he had no right to do so and had the nerve to berate your character in front of her. 

You get to your building and open your door to see sasha tapping her foot at her door.

“Where have you been all day?!”

“With armin…” with a guilty tone

She dramatically throws herself on the couch “ i ve been worried sick all day about you, and you were just snuggling up with armin.” you divert your eyes in different direction but she was spot on with that assumption. But sasha was on to use dramatics but you havent seen her in a whole 24 hours and she is a protective person. You never bothered to even send her a text this whole time to your best friend— but her reaction was less than you anticipated. “Im sorry sasha i was just really caught up and i know i should have texted you i just-” 

“I know i know its ok, to be honest i knew that you were with armin so you were ok.”

was armin was your safe space?…he had always been.

You fall on the couch onto her and entrap her into a hug and shower her with i love you’s. Till now, you realize how you had taken sasha for granted—she had been there for you almost everyday, one of your rocks since middle school-till now and you needed to change. “Hey are you gonna go to the party at the frat tomorrow?” you get up and lay yourself at the hem of the couch “Of Course i'm gonna go, I need something to distract myself, finales are absolutely kicking my ass right now.” she groaned with her head in her hands rocking back and forth. Giggling at her dramatics and she kicks your leg in response.

“Alrighty i'm gonna go to bed night” 

“goodnight..”

She disappears into her room while your phone rings— a text from armin asking if you got back to your room safely, you answer with a quick yes. Anytime you’d see his name in notifications you couldn't help but feel smiley inside — you and armin had such a beautiful friendship, would you even dare to risk that for a relationship? You had the urge to suppress these feelings for him while another part of you wanted to be his.

It made you think about how during this whole “relationship” with him had only made your feelings for him grow stronger for him. Just wishing that these felling would subside but they wont. A chance that he liked you back would be slim— but sometimes he gives you a look that gives you little hope that he would reciprocate these feelings.

You told him that you were going to bed and exchanged goodnights with him. As you got ready for bed you start thinking, was this relationship still partly to get back at jean or for your own selfish reasons? Thats a thought you decided to sleep on as you slipped under your sheets and slowly faded into sleep.

…………………

You woke up that morning and slept in till 10:00, the first thing you checked was your phone to see a text from sasha at 9 saying she left to help set up. You sat up in your bed and just thought for a good two minutes about what you're gonna do today. This happens a lot. You just zone out and think— and you think about your cafe date with armin, reminiscing on the coffee that you got and craving it in this moment.

After a good few minutes you get out of bed and do your usual routine: brush your teeth, make breakfast, all of that kind of stuff. As you're going to your room to eat your bagel in your room — you sit on your bed and open your side drawer when you spot a small bag of pills. You’d forgotten you had these, last semester you used pills to help pull late nighters to study . They helped you focus, but take too much and they put you in a daze, you're alone — what harm would they really do? you pop three of them in your mouth and lay down on you bed and start eating. 

After a few minutes they finally kicked in— you could feel yourself dizzy with your vision getting a bit distorted. You just felt a wave a ecstasy or waves, they came every few minutes when they came it felt like strong. You became hypersensitive to everything around you, aware of all of your surroundings. Barley being able to sit up — you reach for your phone and press to call one of your latest contacts.

“Hello?”

“Hey there connie…how are you?”

You say with a slurred tone of voice “Are you ok? You sound weird.” after he said that you got up from your bed and stumbled around your room “why wouldn't i be ok” you laugh through the sentence. Connie has seen you in this state before and can recognize the way you speak. Another wave had just hit you and felt nothing — as if you weren't there anymore, in a different state of mind. 

“Yo are you high right now…”

You gave a bit of time to answer his question — trying to find a way to change your tone “no.” 

“Thats bullshit.” 

You lose balance and fall to the ground, the loud thump probably made connie nervous because you hear the murmurs of him yelling but only being able to make out a few words like coming until you hear him hang up. You fall back onto he floor and lay down and stare up at the ceiling, just thinking about if he was coming to get you. You didnt want connie to come — you wanted armin to come, the pill made you think really hard and you thought really hard about him which was a big downside, he had such a weird effect on you — like a trance. If you thought about him, you thought about him for what it felt like 30 minutes.

As you were lost in thought, you heard the door open “y/n?'' You peered the the door frame and you saw armin with a worried expression on his face. It's like a genie had answered your wish as he walked towards you and scoped you off the floor bridal style and sits you on the bed “armin” he gets up from the bed “just wait here il be back in a second.” he rushes towards the kitchen and pours you a drink of water, grabs tylenol and then comes back to the room.

He positions the cup towards your mouth so that you can drink, you finish the water and he places it down on his side “do you feel better?” You nod your head in response. You slip your arms between armins arms and go to lay down on his chest while he falls back “arminnn” you whine, he wraps one arm around you “i got too high” pouting while looking up at him — he laughs at your delirious state. 

“Yea i can tell” he says while still laughing, you reached up and caressed his face with your thumb for a seconds then reached up into his hair and ran your fingers through “so soft”. Armin didnt seem to mind — you were coming down from high and starting to become more stable, armin grabbed his phone for a second “oh we gotta get ready” he sat up and went to grab his phone. 

The party

You’d been completely out of it you forgot about all about the party, you just barley got up from your bed and got one of your short silk baby blue dress out of your closet that you have been saving for a special moment. You slip the dress on and it fit you like a glove, you grab you favorite gold earrings and put them on. You tried your hardest to quickly do your makeup without it looking bad and meticulously picked a pair of sliver strap heels and walk out of the room.

“So…how do i look?”

Armin who had been on his phone look at you in awe.

“ you look so…beautiful.” he gets up from the couch with his eyes fixated on you — with a smile on your face. He extends his arm towards your face only for him to grab a jacket behind you and place it on your shoulders “ so you don't get cold.” He extends his arm toward you and you grab onto his arm. “Thank you.” 

As you two left the building — both of you could spot the people on the porch and hear the loud music echoing throughout campus. As you both approach the porch seeing people drinking and dancing, the flashing lights filled the room as you walk into the room with armin you were able to spot mikasa, eren, sasha and jean — standing there with them. Quickly armins hand grabs your hip as you two walk towards them, the atmosphere turns awkward. The plan that's you had come up with last night had come to mind.

You greet the whole group but not jean, when it came to it you just stared for a second and looked away. He had anger and hurt in his eyes when he looked at you—it made you upset but when he looked at armin all he had was anger in his eyes. You can feel the hostility between them which you caused. “um im gonna go get a drink, do you want anything?” armin whispers in your ear which sends a tingle down your spine. You shake your head no and then he leaves, initially you planned to keep distance from Jean as you didnt want to cause a scene—but you had no choice in a big group of friends.

You can see people start to pull bottles out of the coolers and cabinets and get shot cups “ Damn there starting the game without me” he laughs and walks over the island and grabs jean along with him “what game?” you question “its just a stupid game to see who can drink the most and not get drunk.” the voice came from behind you which made you jump and mikasa and sasha turn around only to see it was ymir and historia, u guess you were so busy talking to sasha and mikasa you didn't notice them come in. “ i didn't know you guys were coming tonight.” mikasa's states “ we thought it would be fun to come tonight.” historia gives a warm smile.

Ymir wraps her arm around your neck and leans down “ are you ok, yk with the jean thing and everything.”  

“ ‘m yea it's just he was being a dick and all no big deal.” 

She nods as squeezes you a bit, then armin comes back with the drinks—he had been gone for quite a long time but you didn't really realize because you had been talking to the girls for a long time. He hands you your drink, when you take a sip you can taste lemonade with a slightly bitter taste. This was a party after all so you didn't doubt the idea that they mixed them together “ hey what took so long? ” you lean close “ oh sorry i was talking to reiner and bertholdt in the kitchen i guess i got caught up.” his tone was low and you could barely make it out over the loud music that was playing.

“ Hey will you come to the kitchen to get something with me?” mikasa comes up to you and whispers — you nod and both move through the crowd of people dancing and made your way to then kitchen. Apparently the drinking game had just finished as the kitchen became less crowded and you could see jean and eren leaving the kitchen and a guy slumped over on the counter “ he's gonna feel that in the morning.” you both giggle at the state of a random guy.

As you and mikasa were about to leave the kitchen you hear yelling, you didnt pay much mind to it until you recognized the voices — jean and armin — they were arguing with each other. They accumulated a crowd around them, you walk towards them and there muffled yells become more clear.

“ YOUR FUCKING DRUNK JEAN, YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOUR SAYING.”

Coming to the front of the crowd with mikasa following suit, once you came into view of jean you saw his expression change. All of his focus had shifted from armin to you. “ And you, leaving me for this piece of shit?!” shouting across the room which leads people to stare at you. This is the hallway all over again. “Dont fucking start with me jean,dot act all innocent when you know what you did!” you’d become angry, angry that's this was happening again— as if he was the one who got hurt in this situation and he was going to paint you as the villain.

“Oh stop playing around, your telling me that you didn’t cheat on me with armin?! Cause the timeline is pretty damn close.”

Seriously, he wants to do that?

“ Do you wanna talk about the text messages with that girl I found on your phone during our relationship, cause they were pretty fucked up if you ask me ?!” 

That sentence clearly caught him by surprise, he was embarrassed for a second— you could hear the murmurs of the crowd and your friends expressions change. So focused on trying to suppress your tears and the people around. Jean took a step forward — about to walk towards you until armin grabbed his shoulders to stop him. In a blink of an eye, jean had swung at armin. Right in the jaw, it made armin stumble back but he had sung back, you could see the camera flash and yelling of the crowd.

the two of them had gotten into a full blown altercation — leaned over onto a table dripping with blood swinging at on-top of eachother while all you could do was watch while Sasha and Connie stood by your side comforting you. Eren, reiner and one of your other classmates, Floch, tried two separate the two of them.

Tears had welled in your eyes as you watched jean being dragged away and armin leaned over the table with Eren hovering over him. This was all your fault, your not only crying because you hurt about the fight—your hurt because this whole thing was your doing. If you had never gotten ‘involved’ with armin this wouldn't happen. 

From the beginning you had a feeling to pivot away from these feelings but you ignored these warnings and followed your heart. This was the consequences of your actions “ come on lets go outside.” sasha took your hand and led you away from the crowd that's was staring at you as you leave.

Holding back your tears as you get outside but once you got there, it was like this wave of sadness and guilt had just come over you. Tears spilled out of your eyes and onto sashas shoulder while she rubbed your back and whispered words of comfort.

“This is all my fault.” you say between sobs 

“No its not, dont let him get you down  you cant blame yourself for wh-”

You cut her off mid sentence 

“No sasha this is my fault! If i had never been selfish and got with armin this would have never happened.” balling your eyes off on her shoulder, she had nothing to say at your comment because you were right, you'd triggered this whole ordeal.

Both of you were outside for at least ten minutes, sasha had managed to calm you down when connie had come out.

“Hey are you ok?” he gave you a side hug and could see sasha give connie a face and him rolling his eyes in return. You wipe your eyes and nod. “..armin was asking for you inside..i uh-i can take you to him.” the silence after that comment was loud that you were able to hear the crickets chirping. Debating if you even wanted to walk to walk back into there. Mustering up the courage to answer, you nod your head and he leads you inside—to no surprise people were staring at you. At the moment you didnt care anymore, your focus now was armin. You were led to a room to see armin with a busted lip and a few scratches on his face. Mikasa was tending to his wounds when she sees you “ill give you two a moment.” as shes walking out with connie that's when he looks up to see you. 

His eyes go wide as he gets up from the bed, you walk towards him and collapse into his arms. “min i-im so sorry.” you were barely able to get those words out. His arm were tightly wrapped around you, stroking your lower back—silently comforting you and wiping your tears. “It's ok, I don't want you to feel bad.” you lift your head from his shoulders to look up at him “ no armin, You would have never gotten hurt if i–”  your words were cut short with a swift kiss on the lips. It was a light kiss but enough to shut you up. He pulled back from the kiss only to stare at you lips “sorry i got blood on you.” he wipes your lips with his thumb, you didn't waste any time and kissed him again.

When you kiss him it was like quenching an insatiable taste that you had for so long. He leaned in to deepen the kiss pulling you closer—it made you lose balance and walk backwards into a wall. Both of you were going at a methodical pace when you decided bite his lip to slip your tongue into his mouth. The kiss had become messy — armin hand snaked down and squeezed your butt. Causing you to let out a moan in his mouth — his lips move down your face and onto your neck “you don't know how long i've been waiting for this.” he pants before he starts sucking on your neck.

‘This feeling is was better then the drugs’  you think in your head, this is what you have been waiting so long for  

The breathy moans from the both of you filled the room. Your hands traveled from his neck to his hair, running your fingers though his hair while ever so slightly grabbing it. You knew that this shouldn't have been happening, both of you knew that but it didnt stop you.

His curious hand had found its way under your dress and gripped you ass again which had cause to let out another moan. You pulled him closer and felt the bulge in his pants, the way he grinded onto you only made you crave him more. his lips had been exploring your neck—you had been kissing his and his jawline, you wanted him as close to you as he could be. The panties that you put on were already getting drenched— “min i-i need you.” he lifts his head back up from your neck which he had been sure to leave a few marks on.

His lips had found their way back to yours where he left a wet sloppy kiss with a trailing string of saliva after it “ y/n…i need to tell you something i-”

Knock knock

“Are you guys ok in there.”

It had taken you both by surprise—your disheveled appearance along with armins messy hair and plump pink lips weren't a good look for the two of you right now. “ uh..” you had looked to armin, to see him wiping his mouth and catching his breath “ give us a sec.” Armin had turned around towards the bad to calm himself down. You turned towards a mirror to fix your dress which had been bunched up at you hips, leaving your panties exposed. Noticing the multiple hickeys that armin left on your neck—they were so prominent that you doubted you would be able to cover them up.

Luckily you had thick curly hair so you were just barley able to cover them.

Another knock met the door, you made your way to the out with armin following suit.

Once you opened the door annie was standing right besides it, she gave you two a look—a look as if she knew what you two had done.

Many people had left the party—you didn't realize how late it had been until you saw the clock—2:39.

Adrenaline pumping in your body had given you enough energy to stay up for that long. You walked through the messy common space where Connie, Reiner, Floch and Eren and a few otehr students had been cleaning that was filled with solo cups, empty bottles and the messed up table that Jean and armin had fought on. Turning to look to armin who was staring into space, you reach and grab his hand which made him snap out of it.

“Armin?”

“Huh” his tone as if he was completely unaware.

“Oh sorry are we leaving now?” 

Before you could even answer him, he rushed to grab the jacket had had given you to wear. Wrapping the jacket around you and quickly guided you towards the outside, him rushing had taken you by surprise. 

“Wait armin”

He had avoided eye contact with you ever since you left the room up until now

“im really sorry about tonight, i understand if you want to stop the dating thing after tonight.

There was a moment of hesitation from him.

“Why would i want to stop?”

Thats not at all what you expected to come out his mouth and he could tell.

“If anything i want to make this serious.”

Really? After all the shit you put him thought this past week. Does he even know what hes signing up for, never being able to probably mend his relationship with jean again. You didnt want this for him — as much as it would make you happy.

“Armin…are you sure, i mean after tonight yk the fight you’d go through this every week.

He looked at you with plea in his eyes.

“y/n…i love you —  i have for so long now but ive been pivoting away for so long now. But after tonight im sure what i feel, i mean i understand if you dont reciprocate these feelings. I think about you every night before bed, your whats running through my mind, i love you with all my heart i really do.”

You didnt waste a moment before he started rambling again to shut him up before he started again.

Your lips met his, it was a slow sensual kiss—he tilted his head more into yours making the kiss deeper until you broke it off.

A smirk spread across your face while his was flushed a blush pink while his eyes look down to his feet. You reach for his chin and lift his head to your eye level—how can someone who gave you a whole declaration of love, not be able to look you in the eye? “Im sorry i just get nervous around you sometimes.” he looks up and quietly looks at you and you raise an eyebrow. Hes too cute

A warm smile spreads across his face, you look, grab his hand and intertwine your fingers with his and swing his arm around. By the chilling wind of a fully luminescent moon you could tell it was time that you went back to your room. They way armin's face was luminated under the moon light made him look unreal, his hair had turned a platinum blond and the blue in his eyes turned very prominent. You just wanted to bask in each others presence for a few minutes, finally able to be his and for him to be yours.

“Well looks like it's time for me to go.” you break contact and look up at the moon

In return he slightly pouts his lips trying to give you puppy dog face but your not buying it but it does make you laugh.

“Could i atleast walk you back?”

“It’s ok i think i could walk by myself”

Trying to walk away but he wouldn't let go of your hand, until you tilted your head and pleaded for him to let you go.

“Goodnight i love you….”

Those words replayed in your head for a loop, you turned back too look at him and mouthed it back to him while he stared at you walking away, and you knew by tomorrow this would all feel like a fever dream.

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[moonymatty]

Yandere!Deku headcanons

-I believe that you would meet in kindergarten.

-It was a bright morning and it was also your first day when you see bakugo or as you and deku called him 'Kacchan' (SORRY IDK IF IM SPELLING THAT RIGHT!) Bullying Deku and went to help Deku. You were also quirkless but strong and fast so it was easy putting bakugo in his rightful place. Ever since that incident you were Deku's hero always there to protect him...

-Well you weren't just protecting him...he also proteced you..

-He protected you at all times even going to stalk watch over you.

-Now he is the obsessive type of yandere.

!Ok sorry I have to finish this early but I'll send a part 2 soon! (I HAVENT SLEPT IN A WEEK!?)

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my braincells aren’t working: boring, overused, predictable, still works tho

lmao sorry my files crashed:ominous,new, worrying, what type of files???? are-are you ok???

[shinyroggenrola]

@era-bots

[soonhoonsol]

mad respect to those game and video developers who do the ‘choose your own adventure’ thing ><

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[missinnocentscarlet-archived]

Hey! I’d like to apologize for my recent inactivity when it comes to replies and such; finals week starts for me on Monday so I haven’t really been active outside of aesthetics and musings, and I apologize deeply to those waiting on replies from me! The semester ends on Wednesday for me, so by then I should be able to get to those replies. I love you all, and the recent followers I’ve gained as well! Sorry for the wait; I’ll be back in less than a week!

[fukurodaze]

five stars: part 3 | three words

IT’S EMBARRASSING: a third year cheerleader!reader x second year athlete!suna au

wc: 4.1k warnings: swearing

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you hate mornings. 

they feel restless and empty and full of longing to have something worth waking up to. sometimes it’s hard to even get up when your mind is full and your heart is worried.

but you do not hate suna rintarou. in fact, you’ve learnt a few new things about him.

one, he has a little sister.

two, he has a nice laugh.

three, he is only “occasionally lactose intolerant”, but not if he “tries his best”.

the things you already knew - his volleyball position, birthday, grade, home town - were never brushed up on, but somehow made their way to the forefront of your memory the more time you spent with him. you began to see him as simply ‘suna’, instead of ‘the boy you helped with physics last year’.

you wonder how you ended up spending every morning of the last two weeks with him. he seems nonchalant, almost lazy, when you see him around with his teammates: back slouched and face relaxed almost all the time. yet, when you let him walk you to class, he’s talkative. he’s eager. he’s walking slowly so you can keep up.

it’s a bit of a question for you, why he’s suddenly popped up into your life once more after waking you up on an unlucky monday morning. 

(he had told you that you had slept with your eyes wide open, and it took you some time to process everything as your chest fluttered with embarrassment.)

then again, you’re not complaining.

“if you notice over here,” suna leans into your side, pointing at the phone in your hand as the two of you walk through the school, “there’s a little cockroach at the corner of the room going out.”

“oh my god,” you laugh. the video on suna’s phone displays today’s fight between the miya twins at the gym. 

it’s your third week with him.

now, as he lets you hold his phone, the literal embodiment of all the volleyball team’s blackmail material, there comes the familiar urge of yours to steal a few glances, adjust your hair, or maybe do something absurd and see how he’d react.

it’s a strange feeling. stranger than when he walked you to your classroom once and you, in your half-awake genius, slipped him a tube of your lip balm in the open pocket of his bag in case you didn’t have an excuse to see him again.

“what were they fighting about again?”

suna shrugs, “osamu was having a bad day, and atsumu got pissed, so, naturally, osamu got pissed.”

“shit. everyone was crowding around i couldn’t even see them throwing punches,” you mutter.

“anything that the twins do usually gets a crowd, really.”

you pass the phone back to him. “yeah, the twins are crazy popular. especially with the girls. they’re like idols.”

“right,” suna pockets his phone, “you’re popular too.”

your brows are furrowed. “stop it.”

suna playfully tenses his shoulders up, hands shoved in his trouser pockets, “you’re, like, the kind of person that organises the culture festival and is like the secretary for the student council.”

“i actually am.” 

“you probably are.”

you two pause when the sentences come out at the same time, and it takes no time for the two of you to laugh it out, lightly, with snickers and giggles that you’ve never really heard from his mouth. 

“you know, i finally got to watch a movie last night,” you begin, changing the conversation.

he looks at you slowly, sweetly. “oh yeah? what did you watch?”

“uh, totoro...”

he stays silent, and you find his head tilted and his eyebrows raised. he looks amused. you ask him, “what?”

“solid movie.”

there is a questioning look that you give him, and you know he sees it, pupils focused to your side. he speaks again, “you like ghibli movies?”

“yeah. i think everyone does. don’t you?”

suna looks like he’s staring down the sky, thinking. he hums, and then tells you, “i don’t.” 

now he exaggerates his normally poor posture, chin tilting up to get a view of your reaction. the two of you keep walking, in an unusual silence, and you’re left watching his eyes as they stay indifferent.

“didn’t you just say totoro was a ‘solid movie’?”

the boy looks ahead, “yeah, so?”

you click your tongue, eyes narrowing, “whatever. i don’t believe you.”

suna has a satisfied smile on his face. he makes sure you don’t know it.

the two of you enter the building, even taking extra time to go to each others’ lockers. it’s only been two weeks since he had seen you laying on the bleachers, eyes embarrassingly open; two weeks since he had walked you to class the first time; two weeks since he had really started to know you.

when you reach your classroom, suspicious eye contact from classmates and the increasingly busy hallway tell you that it’s time for him to go to class, too. he sneaks in a cynical remark, and you playfully hit him on the shoulder, for the first time.

“i’m betting you and him get together by august.” your friend, honoka, chimes in as you enter the classroom. your neighbouring seat mates agree.

you’re starting to look forward to mornings.

unbeknownst to you, suna has a deadline.

the interhigh is only a week away, and so he’s told himself that he’ll do one thing before completely shutting himself out for volleyball training: asking you out on a date.

in other words, he is fed up with the volleyball team’s rendition of his “showoff mode”. he doesn’t lift his shirt up that much!

his first strategy is the straightforward, nonchalant way. he eagerly waits for you at practice.

“hey,” suna almost chirps, feeling a skip in his step.

“hey.” your squint your eyes at the unexpected energy, “are you- are you up to something?”

suna’s ears turned beet red at your statement. he couldn’t have possibly guessed that you knew what he was about to do.

a smirk crawls onto your lips. “oh, so you are up to something…”

“yeah, right. it’s nothing.”

you slap a hand on his shoulder, “hey, i get it.”

“what?”

“i mean, whatever pranks you and your friends are up to, just try not to get expelled, ‘kay?”

suna’s shoulders relax, but his eyebrows furrow, “wait, wha-”

“the volleyball team’s up to something, no?”

suna nods cautiously, not sure if he should be relieved or sad at the miscommunication.

“anyways, thanks for waiting for me after practice. i have a some paperwork to do for the student council, so you can go on ahead,” you give him a genuine smile. he always likes to see it, but it’s a little less lovely when the thought of a failed asking-out attempt is circling his mind.

“right. bye.” suna dashes off, hand fisted in his pockets. 

he tells himself it’s a work in progress.

“what the fuck am i doing making breakfast so well,” suna mutters under his breath one morning, preparing a cut of fish in the kitchen. he doesn’t even have practice this morning, and yet he’s skimmed through the entire oven manual and has found the joys of cooking fish meat. 

he even takes some of the fish and puts it in a metallic lunch box with rice to bring to school. normally, he would settle for the canteen’s average meat buns. 

“two bentos…?” he breathes. he has an idea.

it’s not long before he’s meeting you at the bus stop. he finds you sending him a small wave and an immediate groan about how your english teacher “is the definition of a nerd-bully equilibrium, what goes on.”

he laughs along with the complaints you have, even joining along with the flow of conversation. sometimes he thinks he changes a little bit when he’s around you, but he doesn’t mind. he likes talking and laughing and enjoying his time with you without worrying about what other people say.

he’ll give you a bento, maybe, he thinks, because he’s seen lots of girls give their boyfriends bentos in the past. maybe it would even give you a nod in the right direction.

right before the school’s building entrance, he stops you and takes you by the arm. it makes your heart skip a beat, but for him, all his heartbeats are centered around the lunchboxes in his bag.

“suna, why-”

your words are cut off when you see the boy eagerly rummaging through his bag, at first with a smile and then with a worried look. his hand is in his bag for a little too long.

there was only one bento.

so he gives you a beat-up ballpoint pen. 

it’s transparent, and from the outside you can see the ink tube only one-eighth full. it looks old.

“um, it’s a good luck charm... for your english test today.” suna keeps his mouth pursed and his look unfazed.

“oh.” you smile at the absurd charm. it seems questionable at first, but you try to convince yourself to trust in it. to trust in suna.

“i know, it’s kind of… beat up, and every-” it’s clear that suna is worried, for what you don’t know, but the way he hangs his head and his other hand fumbles with the strap of his backpack is enough to tell you to accept the surpising gift.

“no, i like it. even if it doesn’t work.” your hand keeps the pen in your fists. 

“it does work, by the way.”

you chuckle, “i’ll return it after class?”

suna shakes his head, “you don’t have to. if you do well you can keep it.”

you nod an okay, and he has a tiny look of satisfaction on his face. he had thought of giving you his lunch and not eating, but he decided against it when he remembered he didn’t bring any money to school that day. temporary success, fuck yeah.

(you get a ninety-two on the test. you keep the pen.)

as a last resort, suna tries through text. at least he’s proud that the two of you have been texting for two weeks straight. he still has you under “y/l/n-senpai (physics)”, and it makes him crack a small smile under his covers from time to time.

from y/l/n-senpai (physics): 2 notifications

suna slides the notification open. it’s always a pleasant surprise.

from y/l/n-senpai (physics): just watched arrietty its a ghibli movie

to y/l/n-senpai (physics): ik hv u watched howl’s moving castle

from y/l/n-senpai (physics): yes ofc

to y/l/n-senpai (physics): well. i havent

suna runs out of words to type. he’s not sure how to phrase it...

still, by the way that you’re typing, it seemed like he hasn’t messed it up. he rolls around to the other side of his bed.

from y/l/n-senpai (physics): then go watch it… (READ)

to y/l/n-senpai (physics): let’s watch together|

to y/l/n-senpai (physics): let’s watch tog|

to y/l/n-senpai (physics): let’s|

to y/l/n-senpai (physics): let’s go on a da|

suna sighs, thumb pressing the delete button like there’s no tomorrow.

except his thumbs are big. and phone keys are small. and his train of thought has jumbled up past usual cognition.

to y/l/n-senpai (physics): lets go, toge (SENT)

suna starts to stare down the volleyball in the corner of his room, wishing it would explode on command, when another ping lights up his phone.

from y/l/n-senpai (physics): 1 notification

he makes the slowest visit to his contacts to change your display name on his phone. he wants to stall.

but he always gives in.

from y/n: whos toge? (READ)

“fuck,” he grunts, burying his head into his pillow.

out of sheer shame and fatigue of asking-out attempts, suna doesn’t see you in the morning that monday nor text you for the rest of the weekend, having left you on read every time you sent a message. he thinks that if he reverted back to the time when the only interactions with you were stray thoughts in his mind, life would go on and this too would pass. 

it’s not like you would care, right? he would tell himself.

but suna seemed to forget that you were on the cheerleading team, and that the cheerleading team shares the gym with the volleyball club on mondays and fridays, not tuesdays and thursdays like he had very cleverly remembered.

“suna!”

you call out to him that afternoon. you have your cheerleader uniform on, having received them just today, and make sure to catch him while he’s on break.

big mistake.

you knew the volleyball team was tall, but you never really expected them to be slightly off-putting, too. it seemed like one call of his name made the entire team, consisting of over twenty boys, turn their heads at you simultaneously. then they looked at suna. then they smiled.

you find in your peripheral vision a wide-eyed kita, glancing back and forth once before going back to the volleyballs and game plans even during his break. 

you put on your sweetest smile, as expected of a cheerleader who’d just recently gotten her summer cheer uniform: v-neck, sleeveless top, pleated skirt, inarizaki lettering plastered across your chest in maroon and white.

he steps in front of you, eyebrow raised, “yeah?”

“can i talk to you about something?” your hands are behind your back, body weight shifting from left to right.

he nods, and as you take him out of the gym, you hear the volleyball team cheer and a certain miya twin shout, “fuckin’ suna!”

“fuck off, atsumu!” suna voices.

outside, your smile falters. you lean against the wall of the gym.

“did i do something wrong?” you say it softly, but firmly. you see his shoulders tense up, just slightly.

“um, no?”

you squint your eyes suspiciously, “but you’ve been ignoring my texts...?”

suna rolls his eyes instinctively. he regrets it when he sees a genuine frown on your face. “dunno,” he says.

your frown persists, and you start to bite on the inside of your mouth. “well, the last thing you texted me was, uh, ‘let’s go toge’. i’m so sorry if i missed something, or if it made you feel bad, so-”

“no, don’t be sorry,” he has his hands on his hips, “i never meant to send that.”

“what do you mean?”

“it was supposed to mean something else,” he looks down, scuffing his shoes against the brick floor.

“oh, was that message not meant for me? and who’s toge? sorry if i’m-”

suna gathers himself. he opens his mouth. he says eight words.

“i meant to ask you, ‘let’s go together’.”

the conversation comes to a halt. his words ring ambiguously in your ear, and it flusters you when the first thing that comes to mind is a date with the boy. you try to shake it off.

“like- like what do you mean?” you feel sorry for having him repeat the phrase twice.

suna shrugs, “i chickened out.”

“dude, you’re not making any sense.”

there’s a sharp pang in suna’s chest, and he visibly grimaces. “did you just call me dude?”

“maybe.”

“ouch.”

“wait, so what do you mean!” your arms flail around a little too dramatically for someone as tired as you.

suna contemplates whether or not to tell you that he wanted to ask you out. by the way you’d just called him dude, he wonders if you’d rather him give you a fist bump and tell you ‘nice toss!’ instead of hold your hand and take you out on a date.

so he counts his stars and he goes for the leap.

“actually, i wanted to ask if you wanted to watch a movie together.”

you back up into the wall at his words. there’s a heat that crawls through your body and beats through your heart.

“is that what let’s go toge meant?”

he nods, shoulders relaxing, arms to his side, “let’s go, together. like- like a date.”

his words take you by surprise. still, you’re nothing but glad.

“yeah,” you lick your lips, “i’ll go. and i take back the ‘dude’”

“oh, really now?” his shoulders relax. 

you roll your eyes.

“so he asked you out, right?” honoka asks during a water break in pe class. you couldn’t say no.

“yeah, i’m going to his flat next wednesday.”

“why not today? friday?”

you pouted, head turning slowly, “stuco meeting. we have our cultural festival late october, remember?”

“ah.” honoka sips on her water bottle, “i won’t be here by then.”

“what date are you leaving again?” you try not to darken your tone, pouting at the idea of losing one of your dear middle school friends to distance. 

“august eighteenth. a month away.”

you begin to slouch on your bench. there are more classmates that come to your bench after hearing honoka telling you her leave date. ‘oh my god!’s and ‘i’m gonna miss you!’s fill the corner of the gym, and soon the whistle blows, signalling the end of your water break.

the rest of the day proceeds as normal, and yet there’s that familiar emptiness that seems to continue to fill up even more of your days.

it’s tiring.

suna’s flat is extremely well put, for some reason. you’d always passed him for a boy who simply didn’t care, but now you see him at his own place, grabbing his laptop from his desk one-handedly.

you’ll admit going to a boy’s place alone is an awkward concept in itself, but it seems like suna doesn’t pay no mind. he’s plugged in his laptop to a charger, set it on the table, and has sat himself down on a floor cushion.

it’s a relief that you don’t know how suna’s heart is almost threatening to beat out of his chest.

“what do you want to watch?” you’re quick to sit down on the floor next to him.

he shrugs, “maybe you can convince me to like ghibli.”

you tsk at his line, yet it eventually brings you an ear to ear smile. you reach over to the laptop, scrolling through netflix. “i guess we could start with howl’s moving castle?”

your head turns to him, and he nods, before standing up all of a sudden. you look at him questioningly, but you find him walking over to his kitchen and returning with two paper bags and two glasses of water. 

your eyes follow him as he rests the items down on the table and scoots back on the floor. he gestures the paper bag towards you, “popcorn. it’s salty, so i don’t know if you’re into that.”

“ah. thanks,” you smile, and he reaches over to the laptop, pressing play. 

you don’t expect the movie to be the first thing on your minds - the both of you knew this. though you and him had spent some time marvelling at the movie, you find that for every other time you dip your hand into your popcorn, a pair of eyes turns to glance at you. 

you two spend your time silently during the movie, however. your eyes have developed a habit of simply tracing suna’s figure with your eyes, and it comes in embarrassingly when he had looked back and found your attention on him instead of the laptop at one point.

you’re surprised, though, because he does seem to be paying attention to the movie, more or less, and you can hear his small hums of amusement and surprise as the movie progresses. you colour yourself proud.

suna doesn’t even touch his food nor his drink, having felt too nervous to do so. he wants to know how you’re doing, silently, but whenever he meets your eyes, he decides that he’d rather fix himself on the movie. he wonders if a date like this means holding your hand or even saying goodbye with a kiss hug.

when the movie ends you ask him why he hasn’t eaten his popcorn, and how you feel kind of bad about it, but he ends up telling you how good the movie actually was.

“i don’t believe that you don’t like ghibli movies.” you squint playfully.

there’s a grin that grows on suna’s resting face, “i never said that i was saying the truth, i just said that i didn’t like them.” 

he stands up, bringing the food and drinks on the table to his kitchen counter, and you follow him over. the realisation hits you then, “oh. oh.”

“in truth i haven’t really watched many of them so i don’t know, but, yeah.”

“it’s funny because i feel slightly played.”

“well, you’re here now, aren’t you?” 

you watch as suna reaches into his refrigerator for some eggs. he glances at you, and you’re sitting on his tiny dining table. 

“do you want an omelette?”

your eyebrows raise. your heart skips a beat at the thought of eating his cooking. you tell him, “sure.”

suna takes the time he’s faced away from you to think about what’s next. he knows that you have some kind of inclination towards him, having agreed to his explicit naming of this hangout a “date”. still, his mind wanders towards the timing: is it too early to properly confess? hasn’t he technically already confessed? the omelette flips and suna thanks the world for having it look like the prettiest one he’s ever made. 

this one’s for you, he thinks.

when you do take the omelette in your mouth, you sigh a little bit. it looks pretty - almost beautiful, in fact - but also seems to be half-half-cooked. 

you don’t care, though, because it still makes your stomach flutter thinking about the fact that he had made this with his own hands. and if it takes some half-half-cooked omelette to eat, then, hell, you’ll eat it.

it’s not all bad, though, since he offers you some rice along with the egg as well, and it eventually turns into a filling meal. you hadn’t had one of those in a while.

when you look over to the other side of the table, you find he’s already finished with your food, and normal chatter makes itself more comfortable in the confines of his small flat. this is how it’s supposed to be, you tell yourself, just meaningless banter and humorous talks.

you find yourself growing to know him even better.

“isn’t it funny, how, some weeks ago, i had only seen you as that ‘one guy i tutored last year’?” you say after the date as he walks you out of his apartment. he tells you he’ll be walking you home, and though you tell him no, you ride the bus, he says he has some extra money in his wallet for the month.

suna agrees, “yeah. i would’ve just carried on with my life.” suna lies through his teeth. he’s been through the volleyball team’s teasing for his obvious crush on you. hell, they’d even dubbed it suna’s “showoff mode” (ginjima calls it ‘beast mode’) whenever you were within a five meter radius of him. 

you tell him time flies fast, and he tells you it walks slowly. for you, getting to know suna rintarou has been something you finally look forward to after all your work. but for suna, getting to know you is something he savours every second of, remembering how he wants to make up for the times he used to pine over your unknowing self.

when the two of you get on the bus, you sit next to him, yawning. he wants to have an arm over your shoulder, or your head on his shoulder, but he doesn’t exactly know how.

“my house is actually a few stops from here.” you say. it’s already nine at night, and though you’ve spent over five hours at his flat, you don’t want to lose your time with him to sleepiness.

suna notices how you try to fight it, even having told him, “don’t worry, i usually sleep at two am everyday anyways. i’m not going to fall asleep.”

he tells you, “you shouldn’t be sleeping at two every night.”

“it is how it is.”

he chuckles, “i once got shouted at for sleeping at five in the morning during a training camp. they forced me not to train at all that day. it was-”

the bus comes to a stop and your head falls on his shoulder. he calls your name softly.

you’re asleep.

suna keeps still as the bus ride continues, remembering the stop you said was yours. he counts them - one, two, three, four, five stops - and with each, his breathing steadies. he feels like the luckiest boy in the world.

“what am i to you now?” suna’s head tilts back, whispered question dissolving into the atmosphere. he doesn’t expect an answer.

instead, your arm circles itself around his.

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E.T., Part 3

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A year had passed since you walked away from EZ that night at the clubhouse. Co-Parenting Isabella was hard at times. His life with the club, you worked a full time job. Trying to meet somewhere at a middle ground was so difficult. Which is why it was even harder deciding what you were going to do for her first birthday. EZ wanted a party for her at Felipe’s, where he had been staying since you had ended things, but you wanted a party at your house. you had compromised and EZ said could have it at your place as long as all of the guys could come. They all loved you and they all loved Isabella. 

Angel got there early along with Coco to help you and EZ get set up. You heard the familiar rumbles of their bikes pulling up to to your house. Picking Isabella up and placing her on your hip, you bring her to the screen of the front door. “Dada!” she exclaims. “Yeah dada’s here! Hi Dada!” you wave at EZ through the window and Isabella mimics your actions. EZ walks up the screen door and waves at her with a smile on his face. 

you open the door and she reaches her arms out for him. Leaning in you place her in his arms and he takes her and lifts her in the air. “Happy Birthday princesa! Happy Birthday!” She laughs and squirms to be put down. You greet Angel and Coco with kisses to their cheeks and when EZ sets Isabella down he leans in and gives you kiss on the cheek. “Hey. Where do you need us?” 

“uhhh the tables need to be set up in the yard, you think Angel and Coco can do that? I just want to jump in the shower real fast, mind watching Isa?” 

“Yeah go ahead, I got her”. he replied. 

You step out of your room in a navy blue tank tucked into light denim cut off shorts. your hair styled in waves that fell at your shoulders. You stop at the hall closet looking for your brown wedges and white and blue kimono and throw it over your shoulders before heading back out into the living room. “Isabella, look how pretty mommy looks..doesnt she look so pretty?” He greets you with a smirk and you roll your eyes and head into the kitchen. 

“Guys should be here soon, Im gonna help Angel set up.” he places Isa in her high chair and heads outside. 

“You talk to her yet Boy Scout?” Coco asks. 

Snapping his head back at Coco, “what are you talking about?” 

“Y/N. You talk to her? I mean. its obvious to everyone BUT her how badly you wanna come back home. Play house. She aint gonna know that if you dont tell her.” 

Angel smirks at EZ before adding, “He’s right. You should talk to her Hermanito.”

“Nah, she hates my guts. We may be fine now, but it took us a long time to get here. I fucked up. Took advantage of her trust. I dont deserve to have it back.”

“Bullshit, thats your kid in there. the mother of your child. You can get past that.” Angel interrupted. 

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The birthday party had died down, Angel, Coco, and Gilly were the only ones left. Stepping outside you find EZ, “shes out. like a light. Im going to grab a beer, anyone want one?” Angel and Coco look at each other then motion to Gilly. 

“thanks Hermanita, but we’re gonna head out. Kiss my niece for me.” he gets up and walks over to you, bringing you in for a hug and kisses the top of your head, “love you”. 

“okay, thanks Angel, love you too.”

You walk them out and head to the kitchen to start cleaning some things up. “Y/N.. can we-can we talk?” 

“Ezekiel, dont.” 

“Dont what? Dont tell the love of my life, mother of my child how beautiful she looks tonight? Dont tell her that watching her with our daughter is my favorite thing? Dont tell her that I havent stopped thinking about her every single day?”

“No, dont make me remember the way you destroyed me the night we are supposed to be celebrating Isa.”

“Y/N.. please... look, I never meant to hurt you. I never meant for shit to get that far. I just .. all the shit going on with the MC, Galindo, Los Olvidados, I didnt know what to do, I wasnt thinking straight. I didnt want to pressure you add stress to what you had going on, you were pregnant-”

“I was pregnant and you didnt want to stress me out so you put your dick in someone else. Yeah Makes sense.”

“No, I never slept with her. With Emily, we never had sex. I tried to talk to you that night, apologize to you for letting things get as far as they did, for letting you see me like that, betraying your trust. you didnt want to talk to me, and I didnt want to press,  wanted to respect your space. Every time I tried to talk with you you just shut me out. please, listen to me this time Y/N. I’ll do anything. we can take things slow. I should have never let that shit happen. I destroyed us. our family. but I wont make that mistake again. Please, I Just want another shot at this. at us. our family.”

You stand with your back to the counter, trying to blink away the tear that have now formed. Damn him for making you a basket case of emotions the last 2 years of your life. But damn you loved this man. You never stopped loving him. He notices the tears and steps forward, so that hes standing in between your legs. He cups your face in his hands. 

“EZ..”

He crashes his lips to yours, your hands on his sides, the kiss becoming deeper. He pushes your kimono off and trails wet kisses down your cheeks, chin, and neck, sucking and biting roughly at your skin, making a moan slip from your lips. 

“God I missed that moan”, EZ says, his voice raspy, full of lust. You tug at his tshirt, lifting it over his head, only to have your lips crash against his again. He lifts you up and sets you on the counter and pulls your shirt out of your shorts then up and over your head. Wrapping your legs around him, pulling him closer to you, needing to feel him against you, he reaches around and unhooks your bra, letting it fall to the floor. He pulls your hair so that your head falls back and kisses down your neck and chest, taking a nipple into his mouth and you gasp at the feeling of his teeth and tongue on your skin. 

“Ezekiel.....”

he takes your other nipple in his hand, twisting it between his fingers, alternating breasts with his tongue and fingers. You can feel your panties are soaked, the need to feel EZ inside you was a need you hadnt felt in so long. 

“I think we need to take these off, what do you think mama?” you nod your head in agreement and stand up, unbuttoning your shirts and sliding them off along with your panties. You kick them to the side and motion towards the bedroom. He wraps his arms around your waist, “uh uh, right here”. 

He places you back on the counter, spreading your legs for him. He runs a finger over your folds, “so wet for me already? You want it?” 

“Yes, please...” our voice barely a whisper as goosebumps form on your body from his touch. 

He slides a finger inside you with no warning, making you moan much louder this time. “Im sorry, I didnt hear you. DO you want this dick, Y/N?” 

“Yes, EZ, please. I need you to fuck me”. 

“why didnt you just say so?” He removes his finger from inside you, sucking your juices off his digit. Quickly undoing his pants and removing them along with his boxers, placing one hand behind your neck and pulling you in for a sloppy kiss, he slides himself inside you, and you moan into his mouth. 

“shhh.. not too loud baby. just take it.” 

He thrusts into you, slowly at first. Watching as your eyes roll back and grip his shoulders, digging your nails into his skin. He picks up the pace, pounding into you harder with every thrust, your moans filling the air. 

“EZ, that feels so good, please dont stop.” 

“you gonna cum for me baby? Cum for daddy?” he leans in and sucks on your neck again, sending you over the edge. 

“Yessss Ezekiel...Im gonna cum.. please... like that.. just like that..” 

you can feel your walls tighten and your breathing picks up, “fuuuuuuck..” you moan as you tighten around him. 

“there you go baby... thats a good girl..you want me to fill you up?” 

“Yes, please..” 

His thrusts are animalistic and unsteady as he pounds into you faster and faster, you have to grab onto him or else your head would bounce off the cabinets. 

You can feel his cock throb inside you as he stills himself, spilling his hot seed inside you, filling you to the brim. He lays his head down into your shoulder as he lets out a moan. Your hand coming up to rest on the back of his head, and he looks up at you and places a gentle kiss to your lips. 

You let out a laugh as he pulls away and looks at you. He gives you a smirk before letting out a laugh himself. 

“So much for taking things slow” you said. 

“yeah  I know, I couldnt help myself. sorry. I love you, Y/N.”

“I know, I love you too Ezekiel.” 

[anotherbeingsworld]

The Revelation - Part 3 (Final)

(Part 1, Part 2) 

Summary: A revelation for their story. 

Characters: Bryce Lahela, Casey Valentine and Keiki Lahela. 

Warnings: None. 

A/N: I’M BACKKK (well, not literally since I have been reblogging stuff and all! ) I hope all of you are doing amazing/good/fine/well and all the good stuff! My life has been really hectic, and classes above all has been a huge thing. I really miss writing and, with uni; its getting quite tough to write anything. I missed writing Bryce but, I am so happy we got our boy back. This story is the end of the Imagines series, I never planned to expand it, but... maybe in the future. For now, this is the third part (I am being dramatic, sjsjskk but.. this is a mini series that I never thought would happen and seeing it got lots of love from all of you. It made me realize why I kept on writing it.)  Also, I apologize if i am very behind on fics! I havent been able to catch up with anything and, I will try to catch up during this weekend! (Hopefully!) I apologize in advance if they are any grammar mistakes since English was never a first language but, I hope all of you will love it! Sending virtual hugs to all of you, i hope you have a good day/night!! <3 

Thank you @mvalentine , for the major idea for this part! and, to everyone who has been there given me all the hugs and all. Sending love towards ya. <33

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It never occurs to him that one day, his sister will be living with him whilst he tries to survive his life at Edenbrook. But, after that day; it felt like an emotional rollercoaster for both of them. Readjusting, reliving old memories and reconnecting to each other. He never knew that he missed her that much, and Keiki didn't realize that being there felt like she was doing something right once in a while.

It is weeks after their meeting, and things are looking up for both of them. Bryce felt much better knowing that Keiki is safe, as he is learning to be her brother from now on. Or, as Casey would put it; be her best friend that he was once before.

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Keiki and Casey are at his apartment as they planned on this special day; Bryce's birthday. Casey had already planned an advanced celebration in mind for him but, both herself and Keiki especially Keiki wanted to celebrate something for him. Casey had slept over at the Lahela’s today, as both of them did some huge planning for it.

After long hours of planning and browsing through 8 million pins on Pinterest for the last week. They finally started their journey on making it the best birthday for him.

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Casey and Keiki are hustling on buying confetti streamers and everything needed for a birthday for Bryce. Both of them were enthusiastic to make it happen as it was Keiki's first celebration with Bryce for years.

'We need a chocolate cake!' Keiki exclaimed as Casey let out a chuckle at her excitement.

Keiki ran forward and reached the bakery aisle where there were various cakes in the display making both of them gasped in awe at the number of delicious delicacies that were in front of them.

‘Let’s get all of em!’ An evil look in Keiki's eyes, as Casey felt her stomach grumble in hunger as she hadn't had breakfast even though she would remind her patients to not forget the most important meal of the day.

‘….I called dibs on the rainbow cake!' Casey leaps forward as she had her hand in the rainbow sponge cake that was calling her name as Keiki ran to the other end of the aisle picking up three different types of cakes varied from vanilla, chocolate, and cheesecake.

They meet up at the center of the aisle, as both of them let out a laugh. The looks on the customers who are shaking their heads in disapproval made Casey a bit nervous, as she gets a bit too overwhelmed by the sudden looks. Keiki remembers small info that Bryce told her about Casey, as she immediately places the cakes in their cart and gives Casey a small squeeze on her hand, the same gesture that Bryce would do. It calmed her nerves before both of them smiled at each other. It somehow was a bonding moment, as at that moment Keiki felt like the sister she never had and little did she know; Keiki felt the same way about her as well. They proceed on getting all the stuff needed for Bryce's surprise party before getting lunch.

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After a huge number of supplies and food has been brought in their possession, they made it with a lot of time to prepare. There were foods to be served, confetti to be hung, and all the presents needed to be hid as well. Much much later, after three quarters of the home had been covered with confetti, they decided to take a break before a dreaded task was heading their way: blowing balloons. Casey was never a fan of balloons except hot air balloons. Both of them sank themselves on the couch that she knew all too well, and all the memories placed a small smile on her face.

She turns her attention to Keiki, who is relaxing as well. But, Casey figures there is a guarded look in her eyes. Somehow, something there is still bothering her. She doesn't wants to pry on their business, but… it feels like she needs a friend. A sister, or maybe someone who isn’t Bryce.

‘Do you think he will like it?’ She starts the conversation after finally figuring out what to say.

Her eyes falls at the decorations around the house, a small smile appears on her face.

‘I think so, his last birthday party back home was before he left for college… ‘ she pauses a bit, somehow an attempt to recover the memory from the back of her mind.

‘It was his 18th, and I remember he got into a fight the night before with dad. And, I feel bad for him. We ended up having a small celebration of our own, at the kitchen with some of our maids in the house. The maids helped me in surprising him with a chocolate cake, and we did celebrate it with a marathon of cartoons.’ A smile appeared on her face, as she was sucked into the memory of it all.

‘That sounds lovely Keiki.’ She places her hands on her shoulder, giving her an encouraging nod.

‘Thanks, it was years ago… it’s one of those days y’know.’ She shrugged it out but, the environment between them suddenly became tense, as she slowly raise her guard back up once more, somehow a shield was placed in front of her.

There was a silence between them,

‘How do you feel seeing him again?’ Casey constructed her sentence slowly, as the nerves inside of her were screaming loudly.

‘I… don’t know. It was happening so fast, and… I don’t know where to go. I always wanted to see him again, but he had told them about not returning back. I thought he was exaggerating but, I never was ready to not be with him. We faced our whole lives together, and one day… walking down the large hallways, it doesn’t feel right. Coming here wasn't the smartest way to escape but… it felt like I was destined to come.’ Her head dropped, somehow an attempt to hide herself from embarrassment.

‘Hey… it’s okay. You don’t have to feel bad about it.’ Casey reassures her, as they sat in silence once more.

‘I know, I know… I feel helpless at home, and the first thought I have was to see Bryce again. It’s silly honestly…’ She shrugs it off again.

‘It’s not silly to miss your own brother Keiki… I admit, I never even knew about you before our unfortunate meet at the front of the door.. which I am still embarrassed about..’ Her cheeks went red remembering the comment she left before at his front door that was a scarred memory for her. Keiki lets out a small laugh, as she somehow knows what Casey is talking about.

‘Anyways- what I mean to say is… I think he is happy to have you here aswell.’ She stated earning a questionable look from Keiki’s face.

‘Seriously?’

Casey nods, with a huge smile on her face.

‘Yeah, he seems much happier. Somehow, I can sense that both of you are close before.’

Keiki was smiling as she felt much at ease, from the revelation that somehow she didn’t know she was looking for. She stood up, happily with the conversation as they continue on getting the house ready for one Bryce Lahela.

Casey was about to move towards the balloons, before Keiki stops her mid-way earning a surprise look on her face.

‘Keiki, what’s up?’

She was silent, somehow searching for the right words.

‘Thank you.’

‘Happy to help, now all of these balloons ain’t gonna blow themselves!’ She gestures at the balloons that were scattered on the apartment floor.

A laugh escapes from the younger Lahela, as they proceed on the task. A sense of calm overcoming herself. A revelation she didn’t know she needed before.

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It was finally 6 p.m. as they are finally done putting up the decorations, as the apartment somehow looks homey and fun at the same time! Both Keiki and Casey both threw themselves on the couch as the exhaustion finally caught up to them, it was a long and tiring day for both of them. But, the results were amazing so they didn’t mind at all.

The sound of the door opening caught both of their attention, as Bryce struts in with a surprising look on his face. His eyes gaze around the apartment, as there were confetti and decorations which are in the right amount. Both Keiki and Casey bolt upright from the couch as they were engulfed into one of Bryce's hugs.

After a while of hugging, both of them shouted.

‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRYCE!’

Bryce’s smile was as wide as the moment where she saw him doing what he loves, the smile that came from spending time with his friends and the smile that makes her heart skip a beat as he is always the one who made her smile. Both Keiki and Casey look at each other in satisfaction, as they did it. It was a difficult task but they pulled through together, and it feels amazing.

The small celebration between the three of them went well, as there were thoughts that had crossed his mind. There were somehow like a family, and… honestly, he felt excited about what the future might hold for the three of them.

As Casey lit up the candles on all of the cakes that they bought, he paused thinking of a wish that he wanted for this year. His eyes fall on both of them, Casey Valentine; the person who has been there for him from the very beginning and the person who is still here despite his past, and his estranged sister; Keiki Lahela, who came on his door. The person who was once considered his best friend years ago, as they grew apart. The fear of his parents barging on his front door was visible, as he has a hunch on them coming to bring Keiki back home. But, right now; it was his moment. The moment that he never had as a child, happiness despite being surrounded by an enormous amount of luxury

He blew out all the candles, as he silently makes a wish which earning a double pair of eyebrows raised at him. Bryce lets out a laugh as he proceeds on cutting the cake. The three of them sat on the floor as they enjoyed the refreshments that were set by both Keiki and Casey which consists of a lot of finger food and a huge amount of party snacks that were already made, as the lack of cooking skills by Casey.

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The day is starting to get darker as Bryce and Keiki are cleaning up the mess as Casey is tidying at the front. They were settling on the dishes, as Keiki paused.

Bryce noticed the sudden movement as he stops working on whatever’s left in the sink.

‘I know that look Keiki, it’s the look when you didn’t get to play your toys years ago.’ Bryce teased her, as she punches his arm lightly, a laugh escapes her lips.

‘Years ago, I hated you for what you did. I hated you for leaving home, and I hated you for leaving….me behind.’

Bryce didn’t say anything, as he understood how she felt. When he left for college before, he promised to come back for her. He didn’t keep his promised, and Keiki is justified to feel that way.

‘Being in school, I realized. Understood, how you felt. I understand why you and dad would always quarrel, the way you hated there. And, honestly… I am so sorry for lashing out for you not being here for me.’ Keiki lets out a sigh as Bryce place his arms on her shoulder.

‘You don’t have to be sorry kiddo, I left you there. Sometimes, I wished our lives were much better than what we have been through.’ Bryce reveals as he felt himself reminiscing old times, the happier times.

‘…I think a happier life might lead us on a different path Bryce.’ She raised her eyebrows knowingly gesturing towards Casey with a smirk on her face who is helping them tidying up the leftovers. Bryce smiles at the sight of her.

‘Yeah, maybe. But, one thing I regret the most is, not being able to beat up the kid who pushed you years ago. Nobody messes with my sister.’ Bryce stated with a rage in his eyes, as Keiki shook her head.

‘You’re funny when you are scary, you know that?’

‘It’s one of my specialties, actually.’ Bryce replies with a hint of cockiness in his voice.

Their conversation was cut short, as Casey calls them out for the gift giving session that they planned for Bryce. Both of the Lahela siblings happily walked back to the living room, as the smiles on their faces stays that way for the rest of the day.

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After the celebration ended, Bryce and Keiki stood together at the window overlooking the crowded city of Boston where it has become their new home.

She was lost in thought as her eyes stared at the cityscapes beyond her, it wasn't Hawaii anymore. But, the fear of her past creeping up to her was somehow still visible.

Bryce stood there, trying to catch up with past events. Everything was new as somethings were meant to be fixed once more. He pulled her into a brotherly hug, as Keiki tries her best to get out of his grasp. It wasn't a common form of affection for them, but its something new.

The revelation as the past came colliding once more bringing them together after years and years of being apart.

'I am glad to have you here  kid.'

'I am glad to be here aswell.' She smiles as Bryce ruffles her hair a special gesture for the Lahela siblings that made her laugh.

They don’t know what’s gonna happen tomorrow or the next month, but hey. They wouldn’t sweat it much since life has a funny way of making it work and both Bryce and Keiki have lots of moments to look forward to and they wouldn’t have it any other way.

THE END

[seoups]

TRIGGER WARNING: ANGST, SELF HARM, DEPRESSION, SUICIDAL THOUGHTS, SUICIDE

Growing up in the system with your brother didn’t help you growing up. You and Keigo had no parents to help you with anything. But you had each other, and that was better than any parental relationship.

Your brother soon became a pro hero and the number 3 pro hero. His hero name is Hawks. When your quirk had developed, it was learned that you had the same quirk as your beloved brother.

Keigo trained you as much as he could before you were sent to take the UA entrance exam.

Not to his surprise, you passed the exam and were set to start going to school at UA.

“Good job, squirt,” he ruffled your hair. “Thanks,” you said. “Aren’t you excited?” he asked. “Not really,” you said. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m excited to be a hero but I’m just not excited for 3 years of getting judged by my peers and self-questioning if I’m good enough to be in the course.” “You need to lighten up,” he said. “If only it was that easy,” you said. “Are you ok, kid?” he asked. “Sure,” you said, walking away to your room. “Hey, kid, get back here!” he exclaimed, flying after you. “What?” you asked. “Seriously, are you ok? Do you wanna talk about something?” he asked. “Yeah, I’m fine. You can go,” You said. “I know something’s on your mind,” he said. “Just… you’re such a legend around here. What if I can’t follow your footsteps and be as good as you,” you said. “Everyone at this school are the best of the best. What if I can’t compare?” “Kid, I’ve taught you everything I’ve learned. You are more than comparable. And even if you still worry about that, just don’t tell anyone that you’re my sister,” he said. “Sure,” you said. “Ok, now get a good night’s rest cause you have to go to school early tomarrow,” he said. “Ok, sure. Are you gonna come drop me off?” you asked. “I’ll try my best to make it,” he said. “Ok,” you said.

~

Your brother ended up being busy in the morning and you flew to school yourself. Once you arrived at the UA gate, you landed, encountering a red head with pointy teeth.

“Woah, that’s an impressive quirk,” he said. “Oh, uh, thanks,” you said. “I’m Kirishima. I think we met at the exam,” he said. “Oh right, I’m y/n,” you said. “What class did you end up in?” he asked. “Class 1-A. What about you?” you asked. “Me too! I hope the rest of our classmates are cool and manly like you,” he smiled. “I’m not that special,” you blushed. “Yes, you are!” he exclaimed. “Your quirk is so cool and flashy. Mine’s nothing in comparison to yours.” “What? All quirks are awesome,” you said. “Well, the flashy ones are definitely the best for heroing. Speaking of heroing, your quirk is a lot like Hawks isn’t it?” he asked. “Oh, I, uh, never thought of that before. I guess they are quite similar,” you internally panicked. “Oh hey, Kirishima!” a boy who distinctly reminded me of pikachu screamed out towards the red head. “Hey Denki!” Kirishima exclaimed. “Who’s this?” Denki smirked. “I’m y/n,” you said. “Nice to meet you, Y/n,” he smiled.

You smiled back.

“Are you in 1-A too?” you asked him. “Yeah! This is gonna be so much fun!” he exclaimed. “Maybe,” you smiled.

Maybe this class wasn’t going to be so bad.

~

During lunch, you got a call from your brother. You answered, bringing the phone up to your ear.

“Hey, kid, how’s the first day?” he asked. “It’s surprisingly good. It’s a lot better than what I expected,” you said. “That’s awesome! I got to go, but I’ll see you later tonight,” he said. “See ya,” you said, ending the call.

“Boyfriend?” Kirishima asked. “Brother,” you corrected. “Oh gotchu,” he said. “Me? A boyfriend? No one would want me,” you laughed. “What? You’re crazy,” Denki said. “Not crazy, just right,” you said. “Not right, just fucking stupid,” Sero said. “I- Sero’s such a bully,” you laughed. “You clearly havent had a conversation with Bakugo before,” Kirishima said. “WHAT DID YOU SAY SHITTY HAIR?” Bakugo screamed. “Ah, I hear it now,” you laughed. “I’LL KICK YOUR ASS!” he screamed. “Wanna try me, pomeranian hair?” you asked, sending a feather close as possible to his neck. He growled in your direction. “That’s exactly what I thought,” I took the feather back. “Damn, Y/n, you’re kinda scary,” Kirishima chuckled. “Good,” you chuckled. ~

You flew home, in a surprisingly good mood. After a few hours, your brother returned home.

“Hey, kid, how was school?” He asked. “It was good,” you smiled. “A smile? That’s unusual. What’s got you so happy?” he chuckled. “I have some friends now and they think I’m pretty cool,” you smiled. “No one’s ever really done that before.” “That’s amazing, y/n!” He smiled. “Kiri did say that my quirk was similar to yours but other than that I don’t think they suspect anything yet,” you said. “You should just tell them I’m your brother,” he said. “That’s too high expectations for me,” you said. “If they’re really your friends they won’t judge you based on your family,” he said. “I don’t want to take any chances. I like them a lot, Keigo,” you said. “I don’t want to lose the only friends I’ve ever had. You of all people should understand that.” “Y/n, I-” you cut him off by leaving and going to your room, locking the door behind you. “Y/n, come out,” he knocked on the door. “No, I’m tired,” you lied. “That’s bullshit, you sleep at 1 in the morning,” he said. “I’m sleeping early,” you lied again. “Bullshit. Y/n M/n Takami get out here,” he said. “No,” you said. “Y/n, please. Just talk to me. I know you’re dealing with a lot of shit right now and me not being here most of the time isn’t helping with that but I need you to talk to me,” he said. “I’m going to bed early, Keigo,” you said softly. “Just please tell me that you’re ok,” he said. “I’m fine,” you said. “Ok. I believe you. Goodnight, y/n,” he said. “Night,” you said.

You moved to your bed, lying down.

If I have this great life where my brother makes a ton of money and is one of the top heroes, why do I feel like this. Why do I feel like my life is nothing compared to everyone else? Why do I feel like I’m not doing enough? Why do I feel guilty for feeling this way?

You sighed before getting up and going to the bathroom, rummaging through your cabinets. You grabbed your razor, smiling as the light glinted in the blades. Disassembling the razor and grabbing a blade, you lifted your skirt and the band of your underwear. You pressed the blade into your skin, dragging slowly, trying your best to hide your whimpers.

I deserve this. I shouldn’t be sad. I have everything. I deserve this.

You wrapped your cut with gauze and bandage before you pulled down your clothes again and rinsed the blade, tossing the razor in the trash.

I deserve this.

You went back to your room and flopped on your bed. The pain coming from your side distracting you from your energy you still had left, causing you to go to get tired and go to sleep.

~

“KID WAKE UP, YOU’RE GONNA BE LATE!”

You woke up to the sound of Keigo screaming. Quickly getting ready, you ran out of your room.

You ran to the apartment door.

“Wait, Y/n, you have to eat something!” he screamed. “I’m good,” you said before running out the door.

You ran to the first floor before flying to school. You entered the homeroom 2 minutes late.

“Y/n! You can’t be late!” Iida exclaimed, doing some weird hand motions. “Let alone late on the first day!” “I slept in and my door was locked so my brother couldn’t wake me up,” you said, sitting in your seat. “Why didn’t you parents wake you up?” Denki asked. “Don’t have any,” you said. “Oh, I’m sorry, y/n,” Kiri said. “It’s not like they left me, I never even met them in the first place,” you shrugged. “I just try to forget about it.” “It must’ve been tough without parents growing up,” Uraraka said. “We managed,” you shrugged. “Guys, lay off with the questions,” Jiro said. You smiled at Jiro. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom. Kiri, can you cover for me?” you asked. “Yeah, sure,” he said.

You went to the bathroom and locked yourself in the stall.

Lifting your skirt again, you used a feather to cut a light slit in your hip again, this time lower than the last one.

They probably left because of me. They saw me after I was born and were so disgusted that they threw me and Keigo out. He should be blaming me for not having our parents. Why doesn’t he?

You wrapped gauze and bandage around your hip.

The gauze seemed to be lightly visible, but it wasn’t visible enough for someone to question.

You walked back to class.

“Thanks for covering,” you mouthed to Kiri.

He gave you a thumbs up.

~

“Hey, Kid,” Keigo said as you walked into the apartment. “Hey, you’re home early,” you said. “Yeah, I had some free time,” he said. “Ok, well I have to do some homework,” You said, walking toward your room. “Wait a minute, Kid,” Hawks stopped you. “What’s that?” he gestured to the gauze. “Oh, it’s nothing,” you panicked. “Don’t lie to me,” he said. “I said, it’s nothing,” you repeated. “I will pin you down and see what it is, don’t test me,” he said.

After a second of quick thinking, you attempted to run to your room but Keigo, who has trained his quirk longer, was faster than you and swooped in front of you.

“Y/n, show me it,” he said. “Keigo, please, no,” you cried. “Kid, the fact that you’re trying to hide it from me is making me worry and I’m really hoping it’s not what I think it is,” he said. “Keigo please,” you pleaded. “Show it to me. Please,” he said softly.

You cried as you lifted up your skirt and took off the gauze.

“Did you do this to yourself?” he cried. You sobbed as he pulled you into a hug.

“Do you want therapy? Will that make you better? What can I do to help you? Please I’ll do anything to help you,” he sobbed. “I don’t know,” you cried. “Is school doing this? Is Aizawa drilling you too hard cause I’ll beat his-” you cut him off. “School isn’t doing this,” you cried. “We’re gonna get you therapy and a diagnosis. We’re going to the doctor tomarrow after school, don’t be late,” he said.

You nodded before heading towards your room.

“Wait,” he said. “Bring me all your razors.” “Keigo I-,” you started. “Don’t argue with me on this one,” he said. “And I’ll go to your room and check so don’t try hiding any.” “Ok,” you nodded your head.

I can just use my feathers. I’ll be fine.

“And don’t fucking think about using you feathers. No more locking the door,” he said. “I’m sorry,” you said. “It’s not your fault,” he said, pulling you close and pressing a kiss to your temple.

You smiled and went to your room. Grabbing your packs of razors and bringing them to him.

“How am I supposed to shave?” you asked. “Here, hold up,” he said.

He went to his room and came back. A beard trimmer in his hands.

“Use this. The blades arent sharp enough to cut you but they shave pretty well,” he said. “Thanks,” you said, putting it in your bathroom.

~

“Hey, y/n, are you ok?” Kirishima asked, clearly worried. “Oh, uh, yeah, I’m fine. Thanks for worrying about me though,” you feigned a smile.

He got closer to you.

“Y/n, are you sure? I know the look of not being ok and you’re giving me that look. And I know that was a fake smile,” he whispered.

You took a deep breath before speaking again.

“Meet me outside after class,” you said. “Ok,” he smiled.

…

You smiled as you saw Kirishima outside.

“So, what did you want to talk to me about?” he asked. “You were right. I’m not ok,” you said. “Do you want to talk about it? I’m all ears. I know how it feels to not be ok,” he said. “Um, you know how I don’t have parents but that really affected me a lot and my brother not being around a lot also contributed to that so I started to do a bunch of really, uhm, unhealthy things like self-harm,” you said, your voice breaking. “Y/n, if you don’t want to talk about it, you don’t have to. I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable,” he said, hearing your voice break. “N-no, I want to be able to talk to someone other than my brother about it,” you said. “Ok, then continue,” he smiled. “Yesterday, my brother found out that I self-harm and there was a lot of crying but he was really supportive and wants me to get better and now I have a doctor’s appointment today and I’m getting diagnosed,” you said. “That’s amazing, y/n!” he exclaimed. “I hope that you can get better and stop your habits.” “Thanks, Kiri,” you smiled. “Can I tell you something?” he asked. “Sure,” you said. “I like you a lot, Y/n. And I want you to get better and be happy so I’m gonna do whatever you need me to do to help you out,” he blushed. “You like me?” you asked. “Yeah, and I don’t care if you don’t like me. I just want to help you out,” he chuckled.

You smiled before you hugged him.

“Thanks, Kiri,” you smiled.

He hugged you back.

“No problem, Y/n,” he smiled.

~

You ran to Kirishima as you entered school grounds.

“Kiri!” you exclaimed. “Y/n! How’d it go?” he asked. “It was good! She diagnosed me with depression and prescribed me some meds, and I have therapy tomarrow. I mean, I was sobbing the whole time but it counts, right?” you asked. “It does,” he smiled. “and I’m really proud of you for doing that.” “Thanks, Kiri,” You hugged him.

…

“So, you two aren’t dating?” Denki asked. “Nope, just best friends,” you said. “Somehow, I doubt that,” he said. “Well, we’re just best friends so you’re gonna have to believe it,” you said.

You two chuckled.

~

“Kiri! I’m a week clean!” you cried. “Good job!” he picked you up and spun you. “It’s all thanks to you,” you said. “I didn’t really do anything,” he said. “What do you mean? You supported me the entire time,” you wiped the tears from your face. “You did that all yourself! All I did was reassure you,” he smiled. “I love you, thank you for being there for me, Kiri,” you hugged him. “O-Of course, Y/n!” he smiled.

…

“HAPPY 1 WEEK!” Keigo screamed as you entered the apartment. “Thanks, Keigo,” you chuckled, hugging him. “Are you feeling better?” he asked. “Uhm, a little bit,” you smiled. “The intrusive thoughts are gone so I call it a win.” “That’s good. You’re awesome, Y/n. Thank you for doing this,” he hugged you again. “It’s not that great of an accomplishment but thanks,” you chuckled. “Are you kidding me? This is amazing progress! Next thing you know, you’ll be 100 years clean!” he smiled. “I don’t even know if I’ll live to be 100 years old,” you said. “Don’t say that,” he pouted. “I mean like in the natural way,” you said.

Lie. The intrusive thoughts aren’t gone. You aren’t doing better and this accomplishment is bullshit. It’s praising you for doing the very least.

Brushing the thoughts aside, you went to your room.

~

“Tomorrow, we’re gonna have a bring your parents to school day. Yay,” he feigned a cheer.

The whole class looked at you with a sympathizing look.

How did they all know? Were people talking about you behind your back? Where they trash talking you for being a loser with no parents?

“Y/n, I’m sure you can bring your brother?” Aizawa asked. “Oh, uh, maybe,” you said. “He’s really busy most of the time so I’m not sure.”

You can’t even get your own brother to show up? That’s fucking pathetic.

You were sure that’s what they were thinking. You knew they wouldn’t say it to you because they were too nice.

…

“Keigo, there’s this bring your parent to school thing tomarrow, do you want to come?” you asked. “You want everyone to know that I’m your brother? What about the high expectations?” he asked. “High expectations are better than everyone thinking that I can’t even get my brother to hang out with me,” you said. “Ok, I’ll come with you to school tomarrow,” he said. “Thanks,” you said. “Anytime, kid,” he said.

~

“Kid, let’s go, we’re gonna be late,” Keigo said. “I’m coming!” you exclaimed.

We left the apartment and flew to school, landing at the gate.

“Woah, Y/n, this is your brother? Your brother is Hawks?” Denki asked. “Uh, yeah,” You said. “Nice to meet you,” Keigo shook his hand. “You too,” Denki said.

Kirishima ran up to us, a taller woman coming behind him.

“Hey,” he slung his arm around me. “Hey, Kiri. Meet my brother, Keigo,” you said. “Nice to meet you. I’m Kirishima,” Kiri smiled. “Nice too mee you too, Kirishima,” Keigo shook his hand. “Oh, and this is my mom,” Kiri introduced us. “Nice to meet you,” You smiled.

We walked with Kiri to class 1-A. Keigo pulled up a chair next to me and sat by my desk. Everyone was staring at us.

Aizawa had everyone introduce their parents and you waited patiently until it was your turn to introduce your brother.

You and Keigo stood up.

“Uhm, this is my brother, Keigo. You guys probably know him better as Hawks,” You said. “Nice to meet my little sister’s classmates,” Keigo ruffled your hair. “You’re impossible,” you said, fixing your hair.

You two sat back down.

You looked around. Everyone was so happy with their parents.

I could never have that relationship with my parents. They looked so happy with their parents. Their family doesn’t have to worry about them killing themselves.

I should just end it so Keigo doesn’t have to worry about me.

“You ok?” Keigo asked. “Yeah, I’m good,” you smiled.

They probably left you cause you were weak and lame.

You took a deep breathe before you and Keigo left for your next class.

…

“Alright, Kid. This was fun but I have to go work,” Keigo said. “Ok, what time are you gonna be home?” you asked. “7 maybe?” he said. “Ok, I’ll see you at home,” you said, hugging him. “See ya, Kid,” he said before he took off.

Is that the last time I’ll hug him?

~

The day ended as soon as it had started, and you headed home.

You popped the note into your pocket and started flying home. You flew to the top of the apartment building and stood there.

I’m sorry Keigo. I’m sorry Kiri. I’m sorry for being a pain. I’m sorry for making you worry.

You flew up higher before you put your wings away, letting yourself free fall.

I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

You felt yourself getting close to the ground. But you didn’t stop yourself.

You let yourself fall and hit the pavement.

~

“WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?” Keigo screamed in the Hospital waiting room. “Sir, please calm down,” the doctor exclaimed. “Just tell me what she did,” he cried. “Based on the injuries, we can tell that she fell from a high distance. At least 500 meters. And since we know she was heavily depressed and was taking anti-depressants, we believe this was suicide. Especially cause we found this in her pocket,” the doctor said, handing the note to Keigo. “Thanks, doc,” he rubbed the tears out of his eyes.

He opened the note.

Hi,

It’s Y/n, but I guess you know that. I know your angry. I know you’re hurt. I know you probably hate me but you have to understand.

I couldn’t do this anymore. I couldn’t pretend I was ok when I wasn’t. The pills weren’t helping. The therapist wasn’t helping. The intrusive thoughts never left. They just got worse.

I wanted to help people but it turns out that I couldn’t even help myself.

Keigo I’m sorry. You were the best brother in the world and I’m sorry for doing this to you. I love you so much and thank you for trying to help me out. I’m sorry for leaving you alone. I’m sorry for being a terrible sister. I’m sorry for ruining everything. I’m sorry for being the worst. You were so supportive and you just wanted the best for me but I couldn’t take it. I couldn’t stay here and I need you to understand that. Please continue to be a hero and help everyone. I love you.

Kiri Thank you for being there for me and being the only one I could rely on at school. Your quirk is amazing and is definitely hero material, flashy or not. You’re going to be the best hero out there. You were always so smiley. Keep smiling for me, ok? I love you.

~

Keigo wiped the tears away from his face before he stepped into the classroom. He stood at the front.

“If you guys remember me, I’m Keigo, Y/n’s brother. You might have noticed that Y/n wasn’t here yesterday and I’m here to talk about that,” Keigo said, his voice breaking. “Yeah, is she sick or something?” Kirishima asked. “The day before yesterday, Y/n killed herself,” Keigo said.

The class was silent. No one could comprehend what happened. Kirishima was stunned. His best friend killed herself. He thought she was getting better.

They had a moment of silence for their classmate.

Keigo walked up to the redhead.

“You’re Kiri, right?” he asked. “Yeah, I am,” Kirishima said. “She wrote a section for you in her note. You should read it,” Keigo handed him the note. “S-She did?” he stuttered. “Yeah. You were incredibly special to her. Thank you for trying to help her,” Keigo tried to smile.

Kirishima tried to smile back. He read the note before handing it back to her brother. Keigo ripped off the part that was for Kirishima and gave it to him.

“Thanks,” Kirishima said.

Keigo smiled back before leaving.

“I’ll keep smiling for you, Y/n,” Kirishima smiled.

[pbandjesse]

It is nice to be in my own bed. I miss being able to walk in the sand already but it is nice to be home with my cat. And James will be home within an hour. So I am feeling good. Today was a good day even if it was mostly in a car. 

I slept okay but I felt really gross. My hair felt bad. Just super dry. I tried to wash it but I didnt have any conditioner and so it didnt really work. I really liked my outfit and besides my hair I felt cute. I just threw my hair up and it was fine. 

Me and Jess had mostly packed last night. But after we got dressed we put the rest of our stuff away and went to have breakfast. 

We went to a place called Varsity that we have been to before. Just the best tomato soup ever. We shared that and a sandwich and fries and it was delicious. 

We went back to the room to get the last of our things and then walked to get coffee and ice tea for the road. 

We were in the car ready to leave at 1030 and were on the road soon after that. We did get stuck in a little bit of traffic but even with people doing a bad job zipper in the merge we made it through fast enough. And it was a nice drive. I made Jess listen to my music. It was a nice time but we were both tired by the end of it. And that was just half of my day. 

She dropped me off at my parents and helped me move my stuff over to my car. And then we said goodbye. 

I had some time before I had to leave to get back to Baltimore, so I was able to spend like an hour hanging out with my dad. And that was nice. We had a good talk. The dogs were incredibly excited to see me. We talked about the possibility of buying a house. It wont be for a few years, but to have a plan and start getting a goal for savings feels nice. And it was just fun talking to dad about the possibilities and dreams. 

But soon enough it was time for me to go. Dad had cleaned up the car real nice and he showed me some stuff he had done to it and things I needed to possibly do. And then I was on the road again!

This 2 hours felt like it took longer. But I enjoyed listening to music and dancing to myself. It was a nice enough drive though and honestly it just felt slow. 

I was super glad to be home. I brought up some of my stuff and then sweetP was here and I was so happy to see him!! Lots of hugs to my kitty. But I only had an hour. I put a few things away and got to work filling out the paperwork for the dentist. And then Alexi called me to ask me some stuff for the possibility of camp classes. And soon enough I had to go!

I left early and Im glad I did because I got lost. 

I parked the car and then I couldnt remember how to get in the building. I wandered around until I found a map and then I was able to find the place. And it was good. They were really nice. I made them laugh when I referred to my teeth as a dumpster fire. The dentist was really nice and kind and made me feel better about stuff. He isnt sure if I have an infection so he is sending me to a specialist to see if it would be safe for me to just get a cap on my tooth. He did a nerve test and they are all alive still? So thats good I guess. And I told him if we needed to rip it out then I was okay with that and he said that will be a last resort if my tooth is to broken. This is going to be pretty expensive. But I will work harder to get my dental insurance fixed. I dont know why I havent been able to make it happen, even though I signed up 2 year in a row. But I asked them what insurance they take so I can try to get that this year. Well see what happens.

I was a little shaky when I left. I hadnt eaten since that soup this morning. I ordered chipolte so I could have a salad. And then went to go pick that up. Had to wait a few minutes but that was okay. 

I got home and brought more things up. Ate my dinner. Felt a lot better. I worked on unpacking after that. And played a little animal crossing to check in on my island friends. Then I took a bath. My hair feels a lot better and I took off my nail polish. And now I lay here waiting for my boyfriend. 

I hope tomorrow is a good day for all of you. Sleep well you guys!

[underthemoon-and-stars]

Dating Bucky Barnes Would Include...

Hello everyone! I hope you enjoy! This is my first time with this kind of writing so I hope it’s not too confusing or anything -Selenophile ALSO!!! ENDGAME SPOILERS!!! BEWARE IF YOU HAVENT SEEN THE MOVIE YET!!!

You met him at Tony’s funeral. Tony Stark was your best friend, as you two met in college. You knew one day he’d be a big hero so you kept in contant with him even after he became the one and only Iron Man.

You were taking in the scenic view of the lake when someone walked over to you. He smiled at you, and you couldn’t help but smile back, even if it was a weaker smile.

“I lost my best friend too, yknow” Was the first sentence he ever said to you. From there on, you knew he was the one

You’re first date was at a coffee shop in Manhattan, near Stark Tower

He listened to you ramble on about your life, and you listened to his quiet comments on his.

Bucky was always a great listener. Especially when you told him your favorite activity.

That’s where he took you on your second date. He was more open, more excited to be there. You laughed, had fun, and recieved a gentle kiss on the cheek for helping him make a memory he’ll never want to forget

You decided to take him to the movies for your third date, as he told you he loved movies back in the day. You introduced him into the world of romantic comidies. Let’s just say he was THRILLED

“Man, I want a relationship like that” you responded with “Keep dreaming old man”

He liked it when you called him that. It makes him laugh, and you love to hear his laugh. It’s so light and gentle in a sense.

Little did you know that night you’re life was becoming a romantic comedy

You and Bucky enjoyed some adult fun and my, you don’t regret it.

You woke up that morning to see Bucky not by your side. Your heart was broken, but then you heard the clashing of plates down in the kitchen

You walk out in Buckys shirt. This is the day he calls you “doll” for the first time. It sends shivers up your spine and makes your stomach flip. You can’t help but giggle

He hands you a lovely pancake breakfast. When you ask him about last night, he almost melts into the floor

“It was the most fun I’ve had in a long time...” He tells you, and you can’t help but smile “I think you had more fun watching the movie”

That day included LOTS of cuddles and romantic comidies. He started coming over to your place regularly to either make fun of stupid ones or enjoy the surprisingly wholesome ones.

Eventually he just moved in. You were of course more than happy to have him. He was so helpful around the apartment.

You told him it was okay to sleep together in the bed but he promised you it would be better if he slept on the couch. You would realized why he offered to do so.

It was 2:28 am when you heard a screaming type noise. Not loud enough for other neighbors to be concerned, but enough for you to literally fly out of bed and to his side.

He was sitting up, drenched in sweat. His breathing was more labored and his beautiful green blue eyes would not focus.

“Nightmare?” You asked him softly, rubbing his arm gently. He nodded and leaned into your gentle touch.

“I’m a monster. No matter how hard I try to be good I will always have a part of him”

You then take the time to explain how he’s not a monster and how EVERYONE has demons, but it shouldn’t be a controlling factor. You invite him into bed. You lay your head on his chest. You expect to feel a warm hand of flesh across your back but you feel a colder one of metal.

Bucky would not trust you to get anywhere near his metal arm. Even if you brushed it walking past him, he would ramble apology after apology. You never thought the once quiet Bucky could ramble on end about something so Insignificant

But him putting the metal arm on your back ment he trusted himself with you. He knew for however long he was with you, he wasn’t going to snap. He has control.

He thanked you for “everything” and placed a soft kiss upon you head. You followed with a thank you kiss on the cheek.

Both of you gave each other a “im so lucky to have you” kiss straight on your lips

His red plump lips perfectly interlocked with your lips, it was like you two were made for each other. Like Two pieces in a puzzle. You raised your hand and made sure to cup his cheek gently.

You pulled away briefly to exchange the words you have been dying to tell each other

“I love you” you tell each other at the same time. It was so perfectly in sync, you almost lived in your own rom com

Send all suggestions to the inbox! 💌

[drfitzmonster]

hey so im really sorry to bother you so feel free to delete but like. i just wanted to share that youve really helped me sm in my life and its kinda crazy that you wouldnt even know the impact youve had and i literally send out gratitude thoughts to ya daily. i have a lot of similar childhood trauma stuff that youve openly shared and it gave me the courage to go to therapy this year. and i. was at a place where i didnt think i would make it to the end of the year. or even the next day. 1/4

like it was really bad. worst of my life. and all this other new trauma happened in that vein of the original stuff that was awful and terrifying and i wasnt like dealing with it. and didnt even want to be here. and just. a lot of stuff going on. and finding a safe space first in your fics with seeing my stuff written about. like in certain dark things. and then the comfort you give lena in all the rest of them too. and reading your posts on here with your honesty and courage and strength 2/4

and how you have a wife that you love who loves you and you have wonderful pets and family and happy moments sometimes and just. you made it you know? like you have rough days and tough days and circumstances and that trauma never really goes away. but you talk about it. and ask for support. and self care yourself out of work when you can. and its just. so healthy? but also so real. and so strong. and gives me just so much hope. and idk it inspired the shit out of me and gave me a goal. 3/4

and helped me see that even if i dont feellll worth it and the effort. i could still try and still fight for that life. that dream i didnt even know i was allowed to wish for. and just. idk i cant really phrase this right and its 5am and i havent slept yet and also im not like fully 'better' yet. so maybe i shouldnt have written. but just. idk youve given me sm help and i got therapy and it saved my life. and i really cant ever express how important your honesty was in getting me there so ty 4/4

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wow, i am just so, so very touched by your message. i’m a bit overwhelmed, to be honest, and i apologize for the brevity of my response

but thank you, so very very much

i never imagined that my writing or my posts could have such a tremendous positive impact on someone. it means so much to me that you reached out to me like this

thank you for being you, and i wish you the best of luck and lots of good things and i hope you have a wonderful day 💜💜💜

[scrumptiousdonutangel]

All :P

The meaning behind my url:

there isn’t really one

2. A picture of me:

I’ve posted enough selfies, y’all are tired of my face by now

3. How many tattoos i have and what they are:

zero

4. Last time i cried and why:

I cried yesterday just thinking about some really cute cats??????

5. Piercings i have:

just one in my ears

6. Favorite band:

Sleeping at last

7.Biggest turn offs:

someone who is rude, people who don’t know how to take a joke

8.Top 5 (books):

Throne of glass, Odyssey,  percy jackson, lockwood and co, and literally any book on psychology

9.Tattoos i want:

I really want to get a smaller version of my grandpas arm tatoo 

10.Biggest turn ons:

when someone is super dominant and/or knows what tf they want, when someone has their shit together, when someone isnt afraid to be feminine, when someone is super open about liking you a ton

11.Age:

bout to turn 18 boiiiiiii

12.Ideas of a perfect date:

honestly just chilling at home is perfect for me

13.Life goal:

make as many people as happy as possible

14.Piercings i want:

I want to get a few more in my ears next

15.Relationship status:

Single but currently talking to someone serious

16.Favorite movie:

tangled

17.A fact about my life:

it has been cat filled therefore good

18.Phobia:

heiGHTS

19. Middle name:

L (das all you gettin)

20.Height:

5′2 but ready to fight you at all times

21.Are you a virgin?

depends on your meaning of the word

22.What’s your shoe size?

like a 7 i think

23.What’s your sexual orientation?

bi/pan

24.Do you smoke, drink, or take any drugs?

drink, but thats about it

25.Someone you miss:

My boyfriend, I haven’t seen him in like four days

26,What’s one thing you regret?

Not buying more candy as a kid

27.First celebrity you think of when someone says attractive:

TOM HOLLAND

28.Favorite ice cream?

I’m allergic to dairy ;;-;;

29.One insecurity:

My bigass thighs

30.What my last text message says:

“GET IT GIRL”

31.Have you ever taken a picture naked?

no?

32.Have you ever painted your room?

nope

33.Have you ever kissed a member of the same sex?

no ;;-;;

34.Have you ever slept naked?

yea and i hated it

35.Have you ever danced in front of your mirror?

yeaahhh…..

36.Have you ever had a crush?

boy have i

37.Have you ever been dumped?

not really??

38.Have you ever stole money from a friend?

hell nah

39.Have you ever gotten in a car with people you just met?

friends of friends I guess

40.Have you ever been in a fist fight?

not anything serious

41.Have you ever snuck out of your house?

mmm kinda

42.Have you ever had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back?

hahahahahahhahahahahahayesahahahahha

43.Have you ever been arrested?

nope

44.Have you ever made out with a stranger?

nahh

45.Have you ever met up with a member of the opposite sex somewhere?

yes? I do have friends you know

46.Have you ever left your house without telling your parents?

yeah, but half the time i dont think they notice

47.Have you ever had a crush on your neighbor?

the guy im currently seeing is actually my neighbor

48.Have you ever ditched school to do something more fun?

I’m homeschooled, there is no escape please send help

49.Have you ever slept in a bed with a member of the same sex?

thats like every sleepover ever

50.Have you ever seen someone die?

no

51.Have you ever been on a plane?

yeps

52.Have you ever kissed a picture?

do posters count cause i think i kissed one as a joke when i was little

53.Have you ever slept in until 3?

hELL YEAH

54.Have you ever loved someone or miss someone right now?

missing someone hardcore rn

55.Have you ever laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by?

most relaxing thing in the world

56.Have you ever made a snow angel?

every winter dude

57.Have you ever played dress up?

yeee

58.Have you ever cheated while playing a game?

monopoly, constantly.

59.Have you ever been lonely?

my life in one word man

60.Have you ever fallen asleep at work/school?

not yet

61.Have you ever been to a club?

nope but i wanna check one out sometime

62.Have you ever felt an earthquake?

not that i know of

63.Have you ever touched a snake?

yeps

64.Have you ever ran a red light?

…maybe…

65.Have you ever been suspended from school?

again, NO ESCAPE

66.Have you ever had detention?

*cries in homeschool*

67.Have you ever been in a car accident?

yeah

68.Have you ever hated the way you look?

constantly

69.Have you ever witnessed a crime?

probably

70.Have you ever pole danced?

no but id like to learn how just for fun

71.Have you ever been lost?

i have horrible sense of direction, so a big yes

72.Have you ever been to the opposite side of the country?

no, but id love to

73.Have you ever felt like dying?

very much so

74.Have you ever cried yourself to sleep?

big oof, yeah

75.Have you ever sang karaoke?

fuck yeah

76.Have you ever done something you told yourself you wouldn’t?

all the time, I’m really spontaneous about rule breaking too 

77.Have you ever laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose?

mhm

78.Have you ever slept with someone at least 5 years older or younger?

NOPE, at my age thats like a jail order 

79.Have you ever kissed in the rain?

no but it sounds super romantic

80.Have you ever sang in the shower?

absolutely

81.Have you ever made out in a park?

nah

82.Have you ever dream that you married someone?

you betcha

83.Have you ever glued your hand to something?

I once dropped hot glue on my hand if that counts?

84.Have you ever got your tongue stuck to a flag pole?

nope

85.Have you ever gone to school partially naked?

i mean technically i guess????

86.Have you ever been a cheerleader?

no

87.Have you ever sat on a roof top?

yeps

88.Have you ever brushed your teeth?

I SHOULD HOPE SO

89.Have you ever been too scared to watch scary movies alone?

yeah… dont judge me

90.Have you ever played chicken?

nope

91.Have you ever been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?

no, i would murder someone

92.Have you ever been told you’re hot by a complete stranger?

yeah

93.Have you ever broken a bone?

nope

94.Have you ever been easily amused?

im a giggly shit so yeah

95.Have you ever laughed so hard you cried?

all the time

96.Have you ever mooned/flashed someone?

nope

97.Have you ever cheated on a test?

a spelling test when i was little

98.Have you ever forgotten someone’s name?

more like when havent i

99.Have you ever met someone who didn’t seem real?

yes

100.Give us one thing about you that no one knows.

sometimes I’ll just lay in my room with music playing and not think for a bit