#I hope you guys like her!🤭🌸

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I was planning on waiting until I finished a certain comic to reveal my Mareach fankid, but since I feel like it'll take much longer than I thought, I think it's better to reveal her before it's done. Here's a teaser of her❤️🩷

Her name is 🌸Blossom🌸 (Peach fell in love with the name after learning about Peach Blossom flowers🤭)

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Hi!! Just had to drop in and say I LOVED your Luke fic and I can’t wait for more. I would love protective Luke with hurt/comfort, if that sounds interesting at all. Thanks for sharing your writing!!! 🌸

fighting chance; luke castellan

wc + pairing: 4.2k, luke castellan x daughter of ares! reader

synopsis: when an enemy takes advantage of your kindness during capture the flag, luke intervenes with a sword in hand.

warnings: a creepy boy👎, threats/harm to reader, she’s going through it, blood/injuries (nothing major), angry ANGRY luke, violence, lots of fluff/reassurance at the end<3

notes: thank you SO much for your kind words & your request!! hurt/comfort is my bread and butter my favourite fic genre of all time i think. & protective luke is just a bonus bc he’s already crazy so it can go as far as i want🤭 i’m not exactly sure what this turned into but if i fix it any more i'm going to go insane so hope you like it!

You’re not much of a fighter.

That alone is a normal thing to admit—plenty of people don’t like violence, the frisson of a challenge, the bruises that come with them. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.

Unless you’re a child of Ares.

People at camp often ridicule your gentle nature when they see you with your half-siblings. They’re all gritted teeth and sharp edges, born warriors that take up all the space they can get. You, on the other hand, are lousy with weapons and even lousier with your fists. You’re quiet, attentive. While your siblings charge into battle without second thought you stay back, flitting around to adjust armour, change out weapons, oversee the terrain. Planning isn’t Ares’ style so you’re pretty much useless but nobody wants to admit it. You’re usually mistaken as a child of Hephaestus or Athena.

Unfortunately, you are a child of Ares, through and through—just in none of the ways that matter.

There are rare times your father’s influence peeks through. Not with bursts of rage or fists flying, but with thoughts. And sometimes those thoughts turn into words. Well, not sometimes. One time. This one.

The evening before the camp’s Capture the Flag game, every cabin gathered around the bonfire past dinner. To burn offerings, to chat, or in Luke Castellan’s case, to admire.

He watches you laugh with Clarisse from a distance. The Ares cabin leader always had a certain fondness for you. When Luke first started dating you he had to ask Clarisse for her blessing beforehand just to be sure she wouldn’t kill him. He’d do it a million times over just for the moment you look back, your face warming when you catch his stare. He rolls his eyes at you to lessen his smile, but he’s not sure it works. You giggle and turn back to your friend.

He’s always loved your softness; your capacity to defend and not attack. Your body rejects any skill you could possibly develop for violence. Believe him, he’s tried to teach you sword fighting, but the last time he gave you a lesson you nearly impaled yourself thirty seconds in. He loves your wit and your tenderness, your proficiency at preventing conflict, your refusal to argue. But a selfish part of him loves the fact that he’s your protector even more.

The night wears on with the flickers of fire and friendly banter. One of the times Luke looks back at you, his brows wrinkle. There’s a guy talking to you. A group of them, actually, but there’s one clearly leading the pack. Some Aphrodite kid. Luke’s jaw twitches.

“Hey, princess,” the voice makes you pull away from your talk with Clarisse, but you’re confused. Luke is the only one that calls you that.

“Um, me?” You ask when you see the boy in front of you. He’s tall, chest puffed out. It’s not an endearing silhouette. “What’s up?”

“You wanna be on my team for Capture the Flag tomorrow?” He asks nonchalantly.

You laugh politely, “Sorry, but I don’t think we’re allied with Aphrodite tomorrow. That’s your cabin, isn’t it?” You feel bad that you can’t remember—his face is so … plain.

He chuckles back, but it’s a lot less nice. “No, doll, that’s not what I mean.” He steps a little too close, and even though you know Clarisse is behind you it feels like she’s a thousand miles away. “Well,” he drawls, a smirk drawn out, “you meet me in the forest after we start, and then we can … you know. Confer.”

“Confer?”

“Yeah. You get what I mean, pretty girl, don’t play dumb.”

A revulsion coats your gut. “I’d appreciate it if you didn’t call me that,” you say as firmly as you can.

“What, pretty or dumb? Why not both?”

It’s demeaning, the way he says it, and it stirs a temper in your stomach you know you inherited from your father. You’re not big on confrontation. Or embarrassment. But this weirdo is talking to you out in the open and people are starting to stare. He wouldn’t dish it out if he can’t take it, right?

“I’ll pass on your offer. I have a boyfriend and I’m actually on his team tomorrow, so I’d rather confer with him, sorry.” Your hands wring together but you do your best to quell them, imagining it’s the string of Luke’s camp necklace, threaded between your fingers. You try to look for him out of the corner of your eye.

He snickers, even though it’s common knowledge you and Luke have been together for months now. “So you are dumb, huh?” He tries to smirk and you assume is supposed to be sexy, but it’s just gross. His hand tries to slide around your waist.

“Don’t touch me, please,” you hit his hand away. Your skin is crawling and the knot inside you tightens.“Just leave me alone. People are looking, you know.”

“We could go somewhere where nobody looks,” he sneers, and the grin on his face is so sleazy that you just can’t stand it anymore.

You pray to your father for strength. And to yourself for forgiveness.

“I’m sorry, are you stupid or something? I told you, no.” You snap. “Maybe you’re the pretty dumb one, but for a child of Aphrodite it’s shocking how little the first one applies.”

His eyes are wide, and the posse he’d assembled behind him has attracted quite the view. You almost feel like crying, all these eyes on you, but you’re so sick of people thinking they can walk all over you just because you’re not like your siblings.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? I’m just trying to be nice—” He grabs your wrist as you leave but you yank it hard.

“Don’t. Touch me.” People are staring at you now, but the only one you care about is Luke, who looks equally ticked and equally proud, and all you want to do is kiss him. “Hope the only time we confer tomorrow is if somebody’s sword is at your throat.”

It’s the last thing you say to him. He starts to go after you but Luke is already at your heels. “Back off, man.” You can spot how all his muscles are already rearing themselves for a fight. You wrap a hand around his wrist, and he meets your eyes. Not now.

The altercation is lost the second the two of you leave the bonfire. Nothing matters when Luke has you in his arms, kissing you outside of your cabin, telling you how damn beautiful you looked.

You’re fixing a new Ares boy’s armour when Luke finds you. “Hey, angel,” he says, leaning down to press a kiss to your cheek. He relishes in the way your face heats up. “You ready for battle?”

You smile, “Always.” You pat the kid on the cheek and send him on his way. He gnashes his teeth and roars, joining his siblings at the front. Luke catches the longing in your expression.

“All good?” He asks gently.

It takes you a second for your eyes to meet his. “Mmhm,” you swallow. “Just hope his armour doesn’t fall off.”

Luke sighs for a moment, then wraps his arms around you. “He’ll be fine, sweetheart. Be safe, okay? Stay close.” He kisses your temple, rubbing circles on the nape of your neck.

“Yes sir,” you reply against his chest. His insides flutter.

He pulls your face up to his and kisses you, tender and wanting. “Let’s show these hooligans who’s boss,” he quips.

“You’ll show them. I’ll hide in the woods until some idiot comes along and tries to ambush you.”

Your dulcet tone has him wrapped around your finger, and you don’t even know it. “You’ve always got my back,” he croons, kissing your brow.

“And you’ve always got our flag.”

You kiss him again and he lets you slip out of his arms no matter how badly he wants to keep you there forever. He watches you vanish into the trees, and his heart goes with you.

He gears up with his team and the horn sounds. Game on.

There’s yelling, sweat, adrenaline, and Luke embraces it all like a man starved. This is his chance to be ruthless, to let all his untapped rage cycle through him. This is why he’s unstoppable. This is why he’s the best.

Clarisse is unusually cooperative today, but competent as always, and whenever someone’s weapon breaks or they lose their team she just barks at them to go find you. You, the smartest person in Ares, who can mend a weapon with nothing but blades of grass and determination. Luke is pretty sure your cabin would be lost without you. He wonders if you know.

The groove of the game has fully enthralled him. He’s alert, his wrist nimble, his sword a living, breathing part of him. There’s almost nothing that can take him out of his victory path until he hears one of the younger campers tell Clarisse he can’t find you anymore.

Whatever nincompoop he’s dealing with is left groaning on the floor. “What?” He barks, hand flexing around his sword. “Where is she?”

“Probably just moved,” Clarisse grunts as she kicks back an opposing camper. “She knows where everything is. Maybe she’s—oof—safer.”

“But how am I supposed to fix my spear?” The kid frowns.

Luke runs his tongue along the roof of his mouth, dry and laden with salt. He told you to stay close. Where would you go? “I’ll find her,” he decides, already sheathing his sword to walk towards the trees.

“Luke—”

“I’ll find her!”

He barely pays attention to the calamity going on around him. With a flick of his wrist he knows he can take out any person he wants. The second he gets to the trees, where the air is cooler, it’s startling how much quieter it is. No wonder this is your preferred hiding spot.

He thanks the quiet a thousand times over because if it had been any louder he wouldn’t have heard you scream.

It’s so short it’s almost indiscernible, but he knows it’s you based on how his body movies before his brain does. It snaps something in him, the adrenaline transformed into something acerbic, determined.

“Don’t fucking scream again.” A cluster of boys are stationed around you. You’re leaning back in the dirt. You barely feel the earth sticking to your skin. Just your heart jostling madly, your fingertips shaking in the ground beside you. “Okay, I won’t, just put the sword down—”

The snarling Aphrodite boy from last night takes a swing at you, and you scramble back just enough to avoid it. “No can do, doll.” His face is twisted with rage. The lackeys he had when you told him off are there too, cornering you against a cluster of trees like you’re some caged animal. There’s a dagger clenched in one of your dirt-ridden fists but you know it won’t do you any good. You can’t fight; you don’t have it in you. But these boys do. And they’re angry.

“Tell me where the flag is,” he orders. The tip of his blade comes under your chin, fogging up with the labours of your breath, your head pressed against the trunk of a tree.

You stutter, “You’re not—You’re not supposed to threaten like this—”

“You embarrassed me in front of all those people yesterday,” he cuts you off. “Thinking you’re so fucking smart. I didn’t even say anything that big a deal but you run your mouth to the entire camp and make me look like the idiot. I thought you were nice.”

The words are laced with poison. You know from the wild look in his eyes that this isn’t about the flag at all.

Tears sting your eyes and the sword grazes your throat. Of course this is happening to you. The one time you feel your father’s rage, when you exemplify the thing you’re told to be, you are punished.

You are never going to be the right kind of daughter.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you,” you try to say it evenly, but your breath is so ragged it’s barely audible. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said all that.” You mean it, but they won’t care.

The boy’s face looks pleased at your tears. It makes you inexorably ashamed. “Some fucking Ares kid,” he snorts. “Can’t even fight, can you? Can’t even pretend to.” His sword leaves your throat and travels up to your quivering jaw. You’re wordless, white-knuckling the dagger at your side, praying that Luke is somewhere nearby.

“No wonder they stash you back here. You’re useless.” His eyes scan every part of you, and the idea of him knowing what you look like forever is so revolting it makes you want to vanish. “Too bad you’re alone, though. Nobody’s gonna know I was here because nobody’s gonna hear you.”

Your eyes get wide, and something in your mind rumbles through you like an engine. An urge buried in your blood.

Your dagger tears into his leg just as his sword dashes your arm. The pain is sharp, stinging, but the boy winces and you know you hurt him too. It gives you just enough time to roll out of the way as he lurches forward. “The fuck is wrong with you?” He swears.

Blood drips onto your shorts, splotched with tears. You know you can’t go anywhere because his friends are here and you’re almost certain you’ll be maimed, but you tried. At least you tried.

The Aphrodite boy picks his sword back up, stalks towards you, and then freezes.

Because Luke has just spotted you. And he’s spotted the boy that has you on the ground.

And he’s the best fucking swordsman Camp Half-Blood has seen in three hundred years.

“If you don’t get away from her right now I’m putting this through your skull.” He emerges from the foliage, his sword raised, sweat dripping down his face. You have never seen anyone look angrier. He has never felt angrier.

The boy blanches, and Luke sees how easily his lapdog friends shrink in his presence. Good.

“Woah, easy,” the boy holds his hands up in mock surrender and tries to flash a smile but it’s just fucking pathetic. His arms are shaking and his throat bobs about a million times. “We’re just playing the game.”

“Like hell you are,” Luke spits. “You gang up on my girlfriend and you expect me to believe this is fair play? Want me to tie you all together and push one of you off a cliff to keep the spirit going?”

“Didn’t know she was yours,” the boy tries to shrug but again, it’s a miserable attempt that only makes Luke feel stronger.

“Not that it matters but yes, you do,” Luke chuckles thickly. “I beat your ass in sword training last week. You know exactly who I am. And I’m sure you know who you are, so it’s obvious you’re playing out of your league here.”

Out of the corner of his eye he sees you still cowering, blood dribbling down your arm. He wants to tear the world apart. “Apologize and maybe I don’t send you to the infirmary.”

“We just want the flag, man,” the boy swallows.

“And I want your head on a stick. Want to see who gets what first?”

It’s too provocative an insult for a moron like this to ignore, so soon Luke has the pleasure of disarming five bitter boys that have clearly never been good at a single thing in their life. He tears through them like sheets of paper, knocking them to the dirt, ripping their clothes. He thinks of you, just you, your honest heart and patient hands, and it’s enough to fuel him for a millennia.

The last boy, the leader, is at Luke’s mercy, and he has none to give. The flat of Luke’s blade is pressed horizontally against the boy’s neck, an angering similarity to the position he had you in earlier. “If you ever do this again, I’m going to kill you.”

“You’re—fucking—crazy—” The boy wheezes, the length of the blade squeezing his throat against a tree trunk. “I’ll—I‘ll tell Chiron.”

Luke has to bite the inside of his cheek to keep him from doing something he regrets. “Oh yeah? You want me to tell Chiron how you harassed and terrorised a girl in the middle of the forest all in the name of play? Want me to tell him what you said to her last night at the campfire? Because I’m sure it won’t take much for him to get rid of your ugly face as it is, and I’m a camp counsellor.”

He knows it’s not the most morally correct use of his title. He knows he might be stepping over the line. But he also knows you’re always being ignored or trampled over and he’s tired of pretending like he doesn’t give a damn. He’s tired of people trying to force you into something you’re not. Of you crying in his bed at night because they’re trying to drag a violence out of you that isn’t there. Always in the name of fucking play.

Luke takes the sword off the boy’s neck and shoves him backwards. His calf is bleeding, not a deep wound, but a wound nonetheless, and Luke is full of pride when he realizes you did that. The boy’s bad leg makes him wobble and fall at the force of the push. Luke enjoys watching the scramble. “I—I was just trying to be nice, it’s not my fault she took it the wrong way!” The boy flails his hands in the air, rising to his feet again, and Luke shoves him down twice as hard. A piece of his shirt tears off in Luke’s hand.

“You’ve gotta stop talking or I really am going to kill you,” he seethes. “Don’t touch her ever again. Go.”

Luke is sure he looks homicidal right now because the guy finally tumbles his way down the hill. His body fades into the distance, swallowed up by shrubbery and sweat.

The second he’s gone Luke tosses his sword and armour and gets back to you. “Shit,” he mutters, kneeling down. You’re still shaking, your head in your arms, and all his hatred morphs into a love so desperate it terrifies him. “Angel, come here. Let me see.” He lifts your face with his hands and scans you rapidly. “Did he hurt you anywhere else? Anywhere?”

“Just my arm,” you whimper. “My arm.”

He knows it’s not the cut that’s hurting you; it’s long, but thin, and it’s not bleeding too thickly. He takes the cloth from the Aphrodite boy’s shirt and wraps it around your arm, knotting it at the end. “All right, that should be better.”

You look at him with watery eyes, and he knows all you need is for him to hold you. He folds you in his arms and leans against a stump. You can’t get close to him fast enough. The tip of your nose buries itself in his neck and he feels the dampness of your cheeks on his skin. “It’s okay, sweetheart, you’re safe,” he soothes, pressing a kiss to your hair. “I’m so sorry.”

Guilt swaths over him for a brief moment; he wonders if he shouldn’t have done all that, if he should’ve been more sensible. Then your lips form a ‘thank you’ against his skin and all is forgotten.

You feel so small. The shock is still running its course, so all you can do is cry it out. Your hands still shake when you thread your fingers through Luke’s necklace to steady them. He soothes you the best he can, running his hand along your spine, all the sharpness of his voice softened just for you. “You’re all right, angel. I’m not going anywhere.”

You stay like that for a while. The sounds of the forest return to you; leaves in the wind, birds chirping, Luke’s breath tickling your hair. You crane your head up to nuzzle your nose against the faint stubble of his jaw. “My hero,” you murmur, and feel his skin shift as he smiles.

“Couldn’t have done it without you. Saw the cut you gave him on his leg.” He kisses your temple. “I hope it gets infected.”

You giggle weakly no matter how you try smothering it in his chest. “Gods, you’re awful.”

“He deserves it! I probably should have killed him!”

“You came pretty close, didn’t you?” You mumble. Luke’s expression is wary, but you smile to yourself and it dispels everything. “I was hoping you’d come.”

“Good. Serves them right, messing with you like that. Fucking idiots.” He kisses your face again for good measure, “You sure they didn’t get you anywhere else, princess?”

You nod but you know you look wounded. You nudge into the crook of Luke’s neck again. “They … you know, it’s just … the usual stuff.” Every word weighs a pound as it comes out. Your heart feels sore.

Luke tenses again instantly. “What usual stuff?”

“Um, just—” The shame gets caught in your throat. “They all think I’m useless, Luke. Why can’t I do this right?”

You start to cry again, but he just holds you closer. Sometimes it surprises you how much patience he has. He prides himself as the harsher one between the two of you, but you don’t know who he’s fooling with the way he always knows how to comfort people.

“I don’t know what to do,” you continue, blinking back tears, “I’m not—I’m just not good at this, I don’t know why I’m in Ares, I don’t know why I can’t … be that. Why is he my father? I’m no good at being angry. I want to be angry.”

Luke’s quiet for a moment. Nothing changes except his hand rubbing circles on the nape of your neck again. Then he sighs deeply and says, “You don’t owe your father a damn thing. You don’t owe anyone anything.” He’s resolute, firm, a sharp contrast to his gentle kiss on your hairline. “You’re the smartest, most generous person I know. You need those people in battle. You’ll lose if you don’t.”

The warmth of his skin prompts you to look up at him. He looks different so often, the way he can shift between so tough and so gentle. Sometimes, like now, he’s caught in the middle, the remains of a furious sweat hardening his face, but his eyes are nothing but tender. You think it’s how you like him best.

“Besides, we’re not our parents, right? Who cares about Ares anyway?” Luke shrugs.

“Luke! Don’t say that!” your tears turn into a giggle. “The Gods might punish you!”

“I’ll handle it. There’s enough fight in me for the both of us.”

“Okay, tough guy,” you mutter with a weak smile.

You’re still sniffling. He runs his thumbs across your cheeks, and his gaze softens. “You’re an Ares kid because you are a fighter, angel. You just fight a hell of a lot smarter than the rest of us. Best one I know. Well, other than me.”

It makes you smile. “So second-best?”

“Tied for first.”

He kisses you with that stupid roguish smile. It’s salty with tears and sweat, but it mends your heart anyway. There is nowhere in the world you’d feel safer.

“I love you,” he says against your cheek. “Be as sweet as you want. If anyone has anything to say about it I’ll mess ‘em up good.” Your face warms as his voice drops to your ear, “And I know you’re an Ares kid because you’ll encourage it every time. You might not have a violent bone in your body, but you sure don’t have a problem with me using mine.”

“Diplomatically, Luke. Diplomatically.”

“Sure, sure. Whatever you want.”

You can’t help but kiss him again. You’re not entirely sure why he loves you so much, why you love him so much, but you never feel quite as secure as when you’re with him.

Cheers boom from the other side of camp. Luke’s head perks up like a dog, and you turn back to search for spots of red or blue. “Did we win?” You ask, craning your head to get a better view.

“Don’t care,” Luke says.

You look back at him. His anxious face says it all. “Yes, you do.”

“Okay yes, I do, and I need to see if those douches found our flag so I can choke them out with it.”

You laugh, standing so Luke can jog off to see the state of your team. But before he goes, he picks you up and smothers you in kisses, holding you like you’re his prize.

You are not a fighter, but your boyfriend sure is. And you’re perfectly okay with that.

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I know your requests are closed but I just wanted to send this in incase I forgot, anyways imagine Aaron taking care of Baby Dior (like when she was 3 months and still a baby) while reader was gone🤭🤭🤭

I LOVE ALL YOUR FICS BTW🌸✨🤍🤍🤍

My love mine all mine.

PAIRINGS — girl dad!Aaron Warner x mom!Reader

SYPNOSIS — you are in a (much needed) day out with your friends so daddy aaron took over.

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baby dior and daddy aaron bonding time <3

ⓘ :: domestic fluff, married life, fluff, girldad!warner, baby dior and aaron bonding, dior is a menace in bath time, NOT proofread so there will be errors …

RiE’s 💌; hope you guys liked this one! I still don’t take requests at the moment but I wanna get back to writing soon so here is something for y’all since its been awhile 🫂 btw did u guys missed me ☹️

As you kissed your husband goodbye and waved at your baby girl, Dior, a wave of uncertainty washed over you. Maybe you should just cancel and stay home with Aaron and Dior, you thought, feeling guilty at the prospect of leaving them alone. "Maybe I should just cancel and stay ove—"

"My love, we will be okay," Aaron interrupted gently, his reassuring voice cutting through your doubts. "Go and have fun, sweet love. You deserve a rest, hm?"

"But—" you began, only to be silenced by Aaron's lips pressing softly against yours. "Love," he warned.

It was your first girls' day out since Dior was born, and while you were eager for some much-needed relaxation, leaving your husband and daughter behind felt strangely weird.

“Okay, okay..” you wield with a smile, planting another soft kiss on Dior's forehead and then Aaron's lips. “Call me if you need anything, okay?”

"We'll be fine, sweetheart," Aaron reassured you, his warm smile melting away any lingering worries. "Go enjoy your day with the girls. Dior and I have got this."

He smiled, his hand reaching out to gently cup your cheek. “Everything will be alright, darling" he assured you, his eyes filled with confidence. "We'll have a daddy-daughter day and make it an adventure, won't we, little miss?”

Dior, who had been playing with her plushies nearby, let out a happy gurgle in response, seemingly oblivious to the conversation happening around her.

You hesitated for a moment, torn between the desire to spend time with your friends and staying over with your little family. But as you looked into your husband's eyes, you knew that everything would be okay.

With a final kiss, you stepped out of the door, feeling a mix of excitement and guilt tugging at your heartstrings. As you drove away, you couldn't shake the feeling of leaving a piece of your heart behind, but you pushed the thoughts aside, determined to make the most of your day out.

Meanwhile, back at home, Aaron cradled Baby Dior in his arms, “guess it's just you and me huh, princess?" he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss on her rosy cheek.

With Dior snuggling in his embrace, Aaron set about their day, his heart overflowing with love and determination to make it special for his precious daughter.

Yeah, he got this. He did not read some books and took some lessons about being a first time dad for nothing.

He'll make you proud.

After playing with his daughter, he prepared their lunch and dior’s milk. He hummed a soft tune as he prepared a bottle of milk, expertly measuring out the formula and testing its temperature with practiced hands. He then made the baby’s food.

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As Dior suckled contentedly on her bottle, Aaron gazed down at her with adoration, marveling at the miracle of her existence. "You're growing so fast, baby," he murmured, brushing a stray lock of hair away from her forehead. "But no matter how big you get, you'll always be my little angel."

His daughter just continued with her thing, completely oblivious to her fathers rambling. “Alright, baby I will just wash my hands, hm? Be a good girl for daddy okay? I will be back ” it only took him approximately 10 seconds before running back to his daughter.

10 seconds and it was a mess.

Oh well.

10 seconds and his lovely princess decided to express her creativity by splattering milk and baby foods all over herself and the surrounding area, much to Aaron's amusement.

“Well, it looks like we've got a little artist on our hands,” Aaron chuckled, wiping away the mess with a cloth and earning a gurgling giggle from Dior in response.

With the mess cleaned up, Aaron scooped up Dior in his arms and made his way to the bathroom for her bath. Bath time with Dior was always an… adventure, dare he say. As Aaron filled the tub with warm water and added a few drops of baby wash, Dior squirmed and her chubby legs kicked.

"All right, little one, time to get cleaned up," Aaron said with a strained smile, lowering Dior into the water and waiting for the impact.

Aaron Warner does love his daughter but hell, Dior was no saint nor angel when it comes to bath time she absolutely hated it, and she made it his tiny life’s mission to make sure her parents dreaded it as well.

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“Princess, please, just cooperate with me," Aaron pleaded, his voice tinged with exhaustion as he struggled to keep his squirming daughter still in the warm bathwater.

Aaron's confidence dissolved into thin air the moment his baby's cries pierced the air, reverberating through the tiled bathroom. He felt a pang of guilt wash over him, unable to bear the sound of her distress.

Oh, God. It hurts to hear her cry.

Warner honestly couldn’t believe something could cry as much as Dior without passing out, the wriggling baby wailing her heart out in an attempt to persuade her dad to release her. “I’m sorry, baby girl, but you brought this upon yourself,” he sighed, gently massaging bubbles onto his daughter's belly as her tiny feet kicked water at him, clearly attempting to escape.

Searching for a solution, Aaron hastily reached for a bottle of soapy liquid, praying that its mysterious contents would alleviate his daughter's distress.

As if by magic, Dior's cries ceased the moment the scent of her mother's soap enveloped her, her sobs replaced by contented murmurs and coos, her tension gradually melting away.

Finally calm in her dad's embrace, Dior succumbed to the soothing influence of the soap, her grip tightening around Aaron's finger as her little nose wrinkling and eyelids occasionally fluttering open and closed.

Understanding his daughter's longing for her mother, Aaron tenderly bathed her, silently empathizing with her yearning as he washed her delicate skin, taking advantage of her drowsiness to ensure a thorough cleansing.

“mhm..” Aaron hummed, finally understanding the cause of his daughter's untamable mood. “You just miss mama, huh?” he murmured, gentle as he picked up a sponge, running the soft material along the cooing baby’s chest and belly, taking advantage of the sleepy mood that seemed to come over the little girl.

“Yeah.. me too, baby” was all he could think to say, honestly relating to the fit his daughter had thrown over missing her mother, Warner feeling the same way—well, minus the screaming and crying.

Finishing the bath, Aaron leaned down to press a kiss on the sleepy dior forehead. "Let’s get you to bed," he whispered, hand cupping some water to rinse her and dressing her up in her pajamas before he gently lifted her to his chest, head resting against his shoulder.

—

Aaron went a b-line to diors room as he cradled Dior in his arms, singing her a lullaby to lull her to sleep.

"Moon, tell me if I could

Send up my heart to you?

So, when I die, which I must do

Could it shine down here with you?."

Dior, nestled against Aaron's chest, seemed to respond to the comforting melody, her breathing slowing as she drifted closer to sleep. Her tiny hand grasped at the fabric of Aaron's shirt, seeking solace in his warm embrace.

"Cause my love is mine, all mine

I love mine, mine, mine

Nothing in the world belongs to me

But my love mine, all mine, all mine

My baby, here on earth

Showed me what my heart was worth

So, when it comes to be my turn

Could you shine it down here for her."

Aaron swayed as he gently swing his daughter to sleep, humming while caressing her chubby cheeks.

“Cause my love is mine, all mine

I love mine, mine, mine

Nothing in the world belongs to me

But my love mine, all mine

Nothing in the world is mine for free

But my love mine, all mine, all mine”

As the last notes of the song faded away, Aaron pressed a tender kiss to Dior's forehead, With a contented sigh, he continued to sway gently, the rhythm of his movements lulling Dior into a peaceful slumber.

Aaron settled her into her cozy crib for a nap, carefully tucking her in with a soft blanket and placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Sweet dreams, my darling," he whispered, his heart swelling with love as he watched her drift off to sleep.

With Dior peacefully resting, Aaron took the opportunity to tackle some chores around the house, all the while keeping a watchful eye on the baby monitor to ensure Dior was safe and sound. He washed the dishes with practiced efficiency, tidied up the living room, and even managed to squeeze in a load of laundry, all while stealing glances at the monitor every few minutes to check on his sleeping daughter.

As the day wore on, Aaron found himself counting down the minutes until your return, eager to share with you the precious moments he and Dior had shared together. He imagined your face lighting up with joy.

Finally, the sound of the front door opening brought a smile to Aaron's face, and he hurried to greet you, his heart brimming with love and excitement.

“Welcome home, my love,” he said, enveloping you in a warm embrace and pressing a kiss to your lips. “Did you have fun, baby?”

You nodded, your eyes shining with happiness as you gazed at Aaron. "It was wonderful, but I missed you both terribly," you admitted, your voice tinged with emotion.

"We missed you too, my love," Aaron replied, his gaze softening as he looked at you and inhaling the familiar scent of home.

As you pulled away from the hug, you couldn't help but notice the absence of your daughter. "Where's Dior?" you asked.

"She's already fast asleep in her room," Aaron explained, gesturing towards the hallway.

"Well, I hope she didn't give you too much trouble," you joked, grateful for Aaron's patience and love.

"Not at all," Aaron replied with a chuckle. “except for the bath part. a nightmare, honestly” he joked, while you softly giggle, beautiful eyes shining and ge can't help but stare at it with adoration.

you are home. home with him. home with dior.

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What about a shorts featuring your fave Kimetsu No Yaiba teacher?

But make it Professor X Student 👀

Hey guys~ As promised! I am here again in one of my... favourite masterpiece 🤭

Thank you for answering the poll we had before~

So this will be the plan for the NSFW Series, I will finish our Special Class: Chemistry with Obanai then proceed with one chapter of the Tsugoku X Hashira and one chapter of the Oiran X Hashira.

Hope it works with y'all. Love yah hoho

Honestly I am so happy that I writing for this series again 😍

Anyways, let's start. You are very quiet 22 yo graduating-student. Obanai is 29.

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔: 𝑪𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒚

𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨�� | 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧 𝐔𝐳𝐮𝐢 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐎𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢 𝐈𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫>

Content Warnings: ProfessorXStudent/Age Gap/Suggestive/Curse Words/Matured Content/18+/Sexually Explicit/Mentions of Death/Angst/Tragedy

Minors DNI.

🌸𝑶𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒊 𝑰𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒐🌸

(Images are not mine, credits to the rightful owner)

"Is that all you've got?"

Your chemistry professor, Obanai Iguro, spoke, his voice slicing through the air like a blade. Feeling the biting pain of his apathy more than any harsh criticism, you grimaced inside as you heard his remarks. His intense scrutiny pressed down on your already fragile self-assurance, forcing you to look downward.

"I... I'm trying my best, Iguro-sensei." You felt your insides tremble as you spoke with a low voice, which could barely be audible under the quiet hum of the fluorescent light inside his classroom.

You're usually the jolliest and most active student in all science classes, particularly chemistry, because you want to be a chemist. But then, everything changed four years ago when the woman you regarded as an older sister passed away because of her dedication to science and education.

You hated science. You barely make an effort at it right now because it triggers you so much. But, of course, you don't want your professor to know that. Especially because of the rumours about his "allergy to women" and so on. Of course, he wouldn't understand your pain.

With his visage frozen in place, Obanai studied you dispassionately, as if you were a specimen in an exhibit. He repeated, "Your best?" He spoke with an acidic undertone of doubt. "Well, Y/N-san..."

You gulped.

"Your best? It seems severely lacking," Obanai added, his comments cutting through your delicate self-esteem. "Perhaps you should reconsider your actions before I end up failing you this semester. Chemistry's not for the faint of heart."

After saying that, he looked away, shifting his focus elsewhere, leaving you to grapple with the aftermath of his heartless disregard. However, one could not help but detect a hint of warmth and longing concealed beneath the academic dispassion that adorned their facade of indifference.

"I heard another student cried at Shinazugawa-san's classes earlier."

"I know, right! Someone also cried at Tomioka-sensei's. What's wrong with these professors?"

"I don't know. There's another professor, though, who is a terror. That... that weird face mask guy."

"Oh, Iguro-sensei."

"Yes! I'm glad I'm not in his class."

"Yeah, me too. We're lucky that we're in Rengoku-sensei's classes all day. I wouldn't ever complain. He's a ray of sunshine!"

"Uzui-sensei too... He's handsome, too. We're so lucky!"

"DAMN YOU KIDS! YOU'RE SO NOISY! GO BACK TO YOUR CLASSES!"

You watched as Shinazugawa-sensei stepped out of his class to yell at those two talkative students. You gulped, feeling scared that he might yell at you too. But fortunately, he didn't. You can't bear having additional stress today, especially after hearing Obanai's words earlier.

But then, you clearly remembered your earlier encounter. Looking into his enigmatic eyes, you can't help but wonder about that sudden flicker of emotion that he showed you. It's hard to believe, but it seems like there is more than meets the eye when it comes to Obanai. And yes, you're kind of curious to know what that is.

You didn't know that Obanai was secretly watching you on the corner. He's used to hearing students complain about him, so it's surprising that you didn't escalate the situation after hearing them. Especially considering what he did earlier.

"Am I too harsh again, Kaburamaru?" He asked the harmless snake, who was just busy slithering on his shoulders. No answer came, of course, so then Obanai just went back to his lonely classroom.

In the days that passed, Obanai's harsh words still haven't left your mind. But yes, even if you wanted to do your best, his subject is just so hard to deal with, not because you find it hard, but because of the sad memories that it brings you.

As you sit and listen to him in his classes, you can't help but find yourself grappling with a tumult of emotions. So one afternoon, you were astounded to feel a presence beside you, only to discover it was the chemistry professor. You were startled to see his heterochromatic eyes fixate on you with an intensity that took your breath away.

"Y/N-san," he said, his voice more muted than you'd ever heard before, but with an understated strength in its tone. "May I have a word with you?"

Your heartbeats were quickening at the unexpected invitation. "Of course, Iguro-sensei," you replied, your voice tinged with a mixture of apprehension and curiosity.

Obanai led you to a secluded corner of the hallway, away from prying eyes and wandering ears of the other college students. As you both stood there, bathed in the soft glow of afternoon light, you couldn't help but notice the subtle shift in Obanai's demeanour—a concern that belied his usual stoic composure.

"I've been watching you, Y/N." Your chemistry professor began with his heterochromatic eyes, meeting yours with unwavering curiosity. "You seem to be more lost than when I first talked to you. Is there anything you need to tell me?"

"As far as I know, there's none, sensei."

Obanai raised one eyebrow at you and crossed his arms, only to reveal Kaburamaru, who was hiding beneath his oversized lab coat. You blink in confusion at what you are seeing right now. You have heard the students talk about Iguro bringing his pet snake to the university a lot of times. However, you regarded those as purely rumours.

But seeing the white snake right now, you can't help but be amazed. You also had a pet snake in the past, which you and your best friend used to take care of. "Oh, what's its name?"

"Kaburamaru."

"I see. It looks beautiful..."

"Oh? You're not afraid of him?"

"No. I'm not. He reminds me of the snake that I used to see on our garden before."

"Oh..."

"Yes, sensei. Hmmm, when I was just 5, I used to see a white snake in our garden. I even tried to touch it."

The oozing tension and unwelcoming aura that Obanai used to blanket himself with seemed to fade as his eyes widened with what you said. He looked amused right now, and that kind of calmed you down. 

"I see..."

It looks like he wanted to ask more, but then nothing came. So, you decided to get straight to the point.

"Iguro-sensei, I've got to go. I'm so sorry if I always disappoint you in class. I really do."

You said you felt guilty for letting your emotions always take hold of you. But before you could go, Iguro handed you something.

"A notebook?"

"Yeah. Try to study with those notes. Perhaps it could help."

You took the white notebook from his hand and gave him a small smile. "Thank you, sensei."

You swear that before Obanai turned around, you saw his cheek turn pink. That left you dazed, but then, it's none of your business.

Despite the amusement that you have felt for knowing Obanai has a soft spot, you can't help but not believe yourself for what happened. Why did he give you this notebook? Why is he observing you in the first place?

It kind of made you shiver, as you felt like one wrong move and bad things would happen with Obanai. Interpreting that moment as a sign of his concern for you, you chose to give him the benefit of the doubt. Perhaps...

After showering, you sat on your study table and looked at the innocuous photo in front of you. It was your best friend and non-blood-related older sister, Shinobu Kocho, who had passed away. How you've missed her and the time when she's just there for you. You loved the girl so much that you wanted to be like her.

You never would have thought that one day you'd end up hating something you love for taking someone away from you.

"Shinobu-san, I'm sorry for being a failure. I... I'll try my best to bring back my passion."

You whispered in the air, realising that, yes, if the woman is still here, she wouldn't want you to fail.

With that sudden flame igniting inside you, you opened the notebook Obanai had given you. Goosebumps formed on your body as you traced his handwriting. He has good handwriting, and you can't help but smile because of it.

It reminded you of Shinobu's wonderful handwriting, which you have always adored but also sort of didn't, as Obanai wrote in cursive.

And with that, as if by magic, time passed. You didn't realise that it was actually two in the morning when you finally stopped reviewing. Yes. It has been the first time again that you have let yourself get too absorbed in anything related to science for more than an hour.

It kind of felt overwhelming. Yes, it is overwhelming, as suddenly everything started to make sense again. All the things that you studied before came back. And perhaps it is due to the simplicity with which Obanai explained things in that notebook.

It seemed as though he had specifically designed it for that purpose. To make chemistry simple, which is too different from how he explains things in class.

For some reason, you felt a bit happy. Even if Obanai may appear nonchalant and harsh, he seems to really care. This simple gesture unlocked so many memories.

And even your promise to Shinobu before came back to you, pushing you harder to do better this time.

This is all because Obanai has made an effort to kind of talk to you at the uni this afternoon. And yes, he is cold but that gesture had gave warmth to your frozen heart.

A few days had passed, and one Saturday night, you found yourself sitting in a public library, reading the notes from Obanai's notebook. After the night of your realisation, you felt your passion for science spark again. And yes, it reflected on your grades.

However, Iguro still didn't speak to you after that day. No praise, not even a bat of an eye. You're just there again, invisible, despite doing your best.

Feeling a bit low, you decided to ditch the library and head towards the nearest coffee shop. All you wanted now was to chill and perhaps let your mind rest for a while.

But before you could reach the coffee shop, you accidentally bumped into someone. Without wasting time, you bowed down to apologise, and there, a familiar voice came into your senses.

Your eyes widened, and then, when you looked up, you met those familiar and enigmatic eyes. "S-sensei?" you asked, wondering why in the world would fate bring him to you tonight.

You were trying your best to forget him and his nonchalant attitude towards you, which is really weird after he gave you that notebook. Yes, you were expecting him to be a bit nicer, but he became colder.

"What are you doing here?"

He's still wearing his mask. I wish I could just see his face. You thought as you proceeded to take in his presence. Clad in a striped hoodie and black pants, Obanai could pass off as a university student. He looks young for a professor in the first place.

"Hey, I'm talking to you."

"Oh sensei. Sorry, I was—"

"Spacing out. I know. It's okay. I know it's surprising to see your professor around here."

You were astounded when he talked casually to you. He never did that at school. Oh well, that's because he's apparently your professor. You wanted to slap yourself for your foolish thoughts.

"What's up with you?" Obanai added, which made you blink in surprise. He wants to know what's up with me.

"Nothing much sensei... Just—"

"I'm going to cut you there." He said, and suddenly leaned in on you, which made you blush. His voice went out as a whisper as he told you,

"We're outside the university. It's Obanai, okay? I don't want the people around getting the wrong idea."

"Sorry sen— Obanai-san..."

He straightened up and crossed his arms, piercing you with his fierce eyes once again. "So you were saying?"

"Oh, I was just reviewing. Just heading to the coffee shop now to grab a coffee. How about you?" You said, trying to hide your nervousness from your casual tone. Obanai scratched his chin and shrugged his shoulders.

"Nothing much. Just another Saturday night in the pub, I guess."

WHAT? HE DRINKS? You couldn't hide the flabbergasted expression on your face as you heard those words coming from his mouth. You never thought of Iguro as some guy you'd see in pubs. So this information is shocking to you.

Obanai saw this expression and raised an eyebrow. "Is it weird to hear a grown ass man going to a pub? Why are you looking at me like that? Prick..."

"Sorry... I'm just... weird sometimes. Don't mind me."

"Okay. So, you heading towards the coffee shop? Want me to come with you? It's quite dangerous to walk alone in these streets at night."

This night is definitely getting weirder... in a nice way?

Obanai, asking to walk with you? The stern and cold-hearted chemistry professor, caring for you? You bit your lip and felt a bit flustered.

Yes, he's your professor, but he's also a guy. And it's the first time that a guy has ever offered you this. You know that it isn't too much. It's most likely lower than the bare minimum, but then a part of you started to flutter. You know it's wrong, and it's weird... but... For some reason, you just didn't care.

"Are you sure I'm not going to be a bother with you and your pub appointment?"

"No. I'm kind of thinking to drop the pub thing tonight, actually. Can I join your coffee appointment instead?"

"Why?"

"I don't know. I just want to? Is that an enough reason?"

"Yes, actually."

You found yourself sitting face-to-face with Obanai in your favourite coffee shop, wondering why he was here in the first place if he wouldn't order at all. Feeling a bit conscious, you fixed your braids and decided to take a sip of your coffee.

"Why didn't you order anything? If you want to go to the pub, it's okay."

"I just... don't eat much. And I hate coffee."

"Then why did you go with me here, sensei?"

"Obanai."

"There's no one around. And you're my sensei; we can't hide that fact."

"You're pissing me off."

"I'm not trying too, though. It's just..."

"Why did you stop? It's just what?"

Obanai's voice suddenly sounded a bit offended and sad. You gulped and looked down, stopping yourself from saying that this looks weird because somehow you wanted the company.

"Nothing"

"You can tell me directly if you don't want the company. I just came here to... to make sure you'll be alright. But I guess trying to be nice doesn't always pay off?"

You felt guilty as you watched Obanai stand up from his seat. So then, letting your intrusive thoughts win, you grabbed his hand and pulled him down. "Stay." You didn't care if his allergy to women would be triggered by this contact. All you wanted to do now was kind of comfort him.

Obanai looked at your hand and back to you with question marks almost becoming visible on his face. "Y/N..."

"Sorry..."

"It's okay. I'm used to it."

"I want the company. So stay, Obanai."

The facade of emptiness in Obanai's eyes was shattered after hearing your words. It seems like a memory has suddenly been unlocked inside of him. But then, no words came out of his lips. So you spoke up once again, trying to lighten up the mood.

"So... where are you going after this?" You asked innocently, which made the guy shrug his shoulders again. Obanai isn't speaking again.

You realised that he was looking at your hand, which was still holding him, so you pulled away and tried your best to hide your blush.

After you had let go of his hand, Obanai finally got the strength to speak up. "Walk you home."

"You're not pissed off with me anymore?"

"No."

"Okay."

"Okay."

And there... Again, you found yourself ending the night with Obanai walking you home in silence. Yes, it was awkward, but for some reason, it felt a bit warm. And you kind of felt happy.

Yes, he's your professor, but for this night, he made you feel like a normal girl. And yes, it is special, as you haven't felt that in a long while.

Actually... you have been feeling this for a while. Wanting his attention and care so bad and you didn't know when it started. It just sparked again after he lent you the notebook.

But you know you shouldn't feel this so, you forced yourself to stop. And you'll do it again this time.

On the other hand, Obanai found himself slithering back to the pub, letting his loneliness get a hold of him. Yes. He's lonely. And yes, he regretted what he just did. Just because you reminded him of something so important before doesn't mean that he should be as vulnerable as at that time.

You're his student. And yes, he reminded himself of that. You're just his student now. And it should stay that way.

Days have passed, and here we go again. As if that night never happened, Iguro didn't talk to you that way again. It kind of hurts because even if you wanted to hide your feelings so bad, you still wanted him to look at you and speak to you, the same way as that night.

But you have no choice. Even if you had the urge to bring up how confused you are, you didn't. You can't speak to him that way again. Like what you said that night, he is your professor and you cannot hide that fact.

So, you just did your best in his class, trying your best to focus on your promise with Shinobu, trying to fix all your mess.

Little did you know, but the chemistry professor has noticed how you've changed since the day he lent you those notes. You've turned the tables, as if suddenly you were his star student.

He had grown fond of seeing you answer his questions correctly. Especially when you started leading chemistry projects and stuff.

And beneath those observations, Obanai can't help but also adore how beautiful your confidence looks on you. Yes, he was dying to talk to you. But he can't bring himself to do so. He just can't say it but there's tonnes of things that he had been wanting to tell you.

"Iguro-sensei. Thank you for this notebook. I've finished studying them all, and it helped me a lot. I will return it to you now. Sorry if it took me too long to do so."

Obanai was astounded by your voice and presence. He looked up at you with an empty stare and simply nodded. After putting the notebook on the desk, you were about to go when, suddenly, Iguro spoke up in a soft tone.

"No worries. You actually started to do well."

With his words, your face lightened. Feeling your heartbeat race, you fought the urge to smile as you knew that things would not end with him praising you. You still need to pass the class. You need to make Shinobu proud, even if she's gone.

But then, cutting off those thoughts, Obanai stood up from his seat and walked in front of you. You were astounded by the sudden closeness, but of course, you didn't move.

The chemistry professor's heterochromatic eyes pierced within your soul, forcing you to look away. Heat crept up on your face, and you felt that the atmosphere had become a bit more intense.

A sudden, foolish thought had managed to escape from the cages of your mind.

Is Iguro-sensei going to kiss me?

Yes. Rising again from deep within your frustrations on his subject and the pain that it causes you is this feeling. And it is slowly burning you into ashes.

That's why it hurts more when he tells you you're not good enough. That's why you didn't get angry at him when he did so. That's why you hated those people who spoke badly of him.

That's why you wanted his attention again like that night when he made you feel like a normal girl.

Yes, Iguro can be so difficult, but he somehow brings this comfort to you. You have no idea why, but it's like you've known him forever, and you've been longing for his presence.

He feels familiar, but he also does not.

Obanai's hand felt warm on your cheek. The chemistry professor suddenly found the courage to caress your cheek, which made you blush. But then, his next words killed those flusters in just a blink of an eye, rubbing salt on your scars.

"You did well, Y/N-san. Keep it up, okay? You'll make Shinobu proud."

Those words. That name.

You almost found yourself shutting down. Now, all you can think of is: How did he know her? And if he has known her for a long time, why is he just telling you this now?

Turning to look at him with wide eyes, you've witnessed how Obanai took off his face mask. Yes, this is the first time you've seen him without that.

And yes, for the very first time, he looked so familiar that seeing his face now brought back your old memories from the foster home to haunt you.

Flashback:

"Shinobu-san, who's that boy with Mitsuri-san? Is he new here?" 

"Oh, I don't know his name but yes, he's new. Don't approach him, though. He seems to be afraid of girls. I don't know why, though."

"Afraid? That's weird. He seems to be okay with Mitsuri."

"I know, right. Enough questions. Let's just study inside. Ne-chan told me that you'll be a Kocho soon! So you'll need to learn lots about science!"

"Hey. That snake will bite if you hold it that way."

"Oh! Sorry— Um, you're Mitsuri-san's friend, right? You're not afraid of me?"

"Oh..."

"Oh..."

"Anyway, don't hold it like that. Aren't you afraid of it?"

"No..."

"Hey! Why are you playing with a snake?!"

"Oi Shinobu-san! Mitsuri's friend was—Oh, where is he?"

"Huh? That boy? He's not supposed to be here... Perhaps he ran away. I heard he had been adopted. But you know what? Let's just go inside. Leave that snake alone."

"Shinobu-san! I know that guy..."

"Yep. He's that kid from before. He's all grown up too. I guess, we'll be co-workers now? He'll be volunteering here as well to teach science with me. Anyways, Mitsuri's also here, she'll be teaching art. You should meet with her soon!"

End of Flashback

"Iguro-san? Y-you look... familiar..."

"Yes. You've met me and Kaburamaru before."

"You are kidding right? You can't be that boy from the foster home. Mitsuri-san's friend? My sister's co-worker? You died... You're already dead... Like them..."

It seems like your words have stunned Iguro. Regret started to paint on his face as he looked away from your wondering expression.

But here you are now. Answers. You need answers. If he had known you all this time, he must have known the trauma that you experienced when you saw the foster home getting burned with Shinobu, Mitsuri, and that unknown lad, who is apparently him, as they tried to save the children that they had been teaching science four years ago.

Why is he here now?

You shove Obanai away and glared at him. "This must have been a sick joke, sensei. You can't be that boy with my sister... No one has escaped that fire that night."

"I did, and I'm sorry I wasn't able to save your sister and Mitsuri."

"It's all too much for me now. Can I go?"

Tears suddenly escaped your wide eyes, and there, Obanai felt his chest tighten. He had expected you to react this way, but no matter how he practiced it, he could never prepare himself for the real thing.

Just like how he wasn't prepared to see his first love get burned to ashes before.

"Y/N, I'm sorry." Obanai tried to touch you, but then you swatted his hand away and gave him a glare.

Your passion turned to anger as you felt betrayed. All you can think of is why. He should have been honest. What other things is he hiding from you, then?

"Y/N, I never knew at first that you were Shinobu's sister. I heard she has siblings, but I didn't even know who they were. I and your sister barely had any encounters before except when we were teaching the kids at the foster home. How could I know?"

You didn't speak. You wanted to hear more.

"I mean, it just dawned on me when you told me about your memory back when you were 5. That's the only time I managed to fit in the pieces."

"What do you mean?"

"You're that little girl I saw when I was 12. The girl whom Kaburamaru almost bit. You had Shinobu's surname, so you got adopted by them. So that's also why you were gone when I came back to visit. Y/N... You were here with me all the time. It was all late when I realised it."

"Then why didn't you say anything?"

Obanai's eyebrows creased in frustration. "What should I say then? 'Hi, I'm Obanai, the boy from the foster home who also didn't manage to save your sister from the fire. How are you?'"

Sarcasm was obvious in his tone, which offended you a bit, so you decided to just leave. Perhaps this conversation shouldn't be happening right now. You want to move on. You're moving on, for goodness sake!

And now you're back to square one again.

𝓘 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓲𝓽'𝓼 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓿𝔂 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓠𝔀𝓠

But I swear, it'll be sweeter soon!

And yes, this will be in two-chapters as it is too long and too heavy than I anticipated XD

So see you soon on the next chapter!

Feel free to reblog, comment, and send a request! Will appreciate that my loves~

Wuvyouuuu! Just be on the lookout to our next series and of course, the ending of 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮!

MDNI!

Ja ne~

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪��🌸

𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧 𝐔𝐳𝐮𝐢 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐎𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢 𝐈𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫>

[princessbiteme0o0]

Hi me again because I'm needy

What about cg!/daddy! Schlatt taking care of regressed!/sick! Reader s/o?

(A/N): Ahhhhh fuck it. I’m working on a ff rn but this is such a cute idea. I’m gonna try but I’m not the best at writing fluff so hopefully this is okay 🤭 So sorry this is taking forever 😭 sorry it’s short

WARNINGS: None

Tummy Aches (JSchlatt x Reader)

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Schlatt was doing his normal routine, recording at the OTK studio. He tried to bring her along with him that morning, but she just whined and slid further under the blanket. He figured she was probably up late again the night previous, so he just let her sleep in that morning, knowing that she could always use the rest. He’s interrupted mid-recording session by a phone call from her.

“Gimme a sec, guys.” He mumbles under his breath, stepping out of the office space to answer the call. He leaned his back against the wall and his thumb pressed the accept button, holding the phone up to his ear. “Pumpkin, I’m recording.”

“Daddy…” She whispers out and his heart sinks when he hears the sniffle laced through the simple word.

“What’s wrong, Princess?” He speaks softly and she whimpers through the line.

“I don’t feel good and you’re not here.” Her sweet little voice cracked and Schlatt let out a soft sigh.

“I know baby, I’ll be home soon, okay?” His heart sat heavy in his chest for the rest of the recording session, but he did what he always had and suppressed it, putting on a brilliant smile that didn’t fully reach his eyes.

Schlatt quietly made his way inside their shared home, taking caution with each move he made in case she was sleeping. Putting his keys on the table and sliding his hoodie off, he made his way towards the bedroom. Gently cracking the door, he heard her soft sniffles and sobs coming from inside and he felt his heart crack in his chest. Slipping into the room, he slid under the blankets with her, peppering kisses all over her face.

“No, Daddy you’ll get sicky.” She whimpers out, trying to push him away. He just smirked and continued leaving kisses all over her face, before burying his face in her neck and breathing in her scent.

“You always smell so good, Princess.” He groans softly, blowing a raspberry kiss on her warm skin. Giggles erupted from her lips and he wrapped his arms around her waist.

“Jay.” She whined amidst her giggles. He placed a soft kiss to the tip of her nose and slid from the bed with her still in his arms.

“Let’s make you a bubble bath. We can even use the bath bomb that you like.” He hums, carrying her to the bathroom.

“The Hello Kitty one?” She gasped excitedly, eyes filled with hope. Schlatt grins and nods his head, sitting her down on the bathroom countertop.

“I’ll go make you some soup for your tummy while you relax.” Tears of happiness welled up in her eyes and she sniffled softly, giving him a small smile.

“I love you, Jay.”

“I love you too, Pumpkin.”

[icrypop]

I am sorry but I can't help but put this here is some flowers 😨😨🥲😔😔😔🌺🌺🌺🌺🌸🌸🌸

Ok so y'know how the whole reading dying for a second time how about we escalate that to FOUR TIMES YES FOURTH TIME🤭 (lol they really gonna have some trauma lol 😋👌) and reader still is able to live but has a hard time trying to cope with it ( poor y/n) but that's nothing for what the Yandere lovesick team is feeling 😭😭😭😭

Just imagine them creating a plan with the parents still freaking out and haveing a mental breakdown for the forth time that day creating a plan that reader should just stay in the graveyard for the rest of the time that their in the phantom realm

And ofc it's the team is yandere because who doesn't love yanderes 🤭😃☺️👌but do what makes you feel comfortable ofc and TAKE YO TIME ❗️❗️❗️❗️

-by ohmydearesthowiluvu72 ☆(≧∀≦*)ﾉ

Poly! Yandere! SBG Gang x reader who dies 4 times

The Gang!

Warnings: Extreme yandere tendencies, possessiveness, manipulation, veiled threats

OOOhhh jeez this wassss a good request! Im so sleepy guys lmao buuuttt im almost through with th requests, then ill make the announcements :') ANywayyy hope this meets expectations!

-Writer Icy<3

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The tension in the air after the fourth time the reader dies is suffocating. Each death shakes the Yandere School Bus Graveyard gang to their core, and with every life-threatening moment, their fear of losing the reader forever becomes unbearable. 

But the fourth time? The reader’s seemingly miraculous ability to cling to life begins to take its toll on both them and the gang. The reader, worn down physically and emotionally, struggles with the trauma of dying again and again. Each time they come back, it’s harder to find peace in the world around them. Sleep is elusive, memories of each near-death weighing heavily on their chest, making it hard to breathe. 

But for the gang? Their love and obsession take a darker turn. Witnessing the reader's deaths leaves them unstable, hearts racing with anxiety and a need to protect. Something in their minds snaps. They can’t let it happen again. They **won’t** let it happen again. 

Yandere Gang’s Reaction After the Fourth Death:

Ashlynn:

Ashlynn’s breakdown is quiet but devastating. She paces back and forth, wringing her hands until her knuckles turn white. Every time she closes her eyes, she can still see the reader’s lifeless body. It's a replay in her head that she can't turn off. She becomes obsessed with the idea that they need to keep the reader isolated, constantly muttering under her breath about ways to keep them safe. 

“Away from everyone… from the danger… no one can hurt them in the graveyard.”

She starts sketching out plans in her notebook, a frantic scrawl detailing how they’ll live in the bus graveyard. “It’s safer there. We’ll make sure they never have to leave. Ever.” Her obsession with protecting the reader takes over every thought, and she clutches her notebook like it’s the key to their survival.

Ashlynn’s hands tremble as she clutches the reader’s face, her eyes wild with desperation. “You can’t leave us again,” she whispers, her voice breaking. “I won’t survive it. None of us will. You belong with us now.”

She presses her forehead to theirs, her breath coming in shallow gasps as tears spill down her cheeks. “We’ll protect you. We’ll keep you safe. No more dying. No more pain.”

---

Tyler:

Tyler is furious—at the Phantom Realm, at the world, at everything that keeps pulling the reader back into danger. His anger is overwhelming, and he spends hours punching the side of the abandoned buses, his fists bleeding. He can’t control the rage he feels for being powerless every time the reader dies. But beneath all the anger, there’s fear. Fear that one day, the reader won’t come back.

“We have to lock them away,” Tyler says, his voice gruff but laced with desperation. “No more risks. No more chances. We keep them with us, where they belong. Forever.”

Tyler is the first to suggest that the reader never leave the bus graveyard. He’s willing to do anything, even if it means confining them. As long as the reader is alive, that’s all that matters.

Tyler pulls the reader close, his grip almost too tight, his chest heaving with barely restrained anger. “I swear, if anything tries to take you from me again, I’ll destroy it,” he growls. “I don’t care what I have to do. You’re staying with us.”

He buries his face in their neck, his lips brushing their skin as he speaks, his voice low and possessive. “You belong to me—to all of us. Don’t even think about leaving again.”

---

Taylor:

Taylor has been crying nonstop since the reader’s fourth death. The fear of losing them has shattered her completely. She can't handle the thought of watching them die again. Her normally confident demeanor is gone, replaced by a fragile, scared version of herself. She clings to the reader, holding them too tightly, not wanting to let go even for a second.

“We need to stay in the graveyard. It’s safe there,” she whispers, her voice shaky. “We’ll make it home. We won’t let anything hurt you again.”

Her possessiveness deepens as she becomes more attached, unwilling to let the reader out of her sight. Taylor's need for control grows stronger, fueled by the fear of ever seeing the reader disappear again.

---

Aiden:

Aiden’s calm, composed facade finally cracks after the fourth time the reader dies. He tries to stay calm and fake a smile, but his hands tremble, and there’s a haunted look in his eyes. “This can’t keep happening,” he murmurs, pacing the floor of the bus. His mind races with thoughts on how to keep the reader safe, and he becomes consumed with the idea of trapping them in the graveyard permanently.

“We can make it comfortable,” he insists to the others. “No more risks. If they stay here, they’ll live. We’ll make sure of it.”

Aiden begins drawing up plans for turning the graveyard into a livable space, obsessively organizing every detail. He’s determined that the reader will never leave again—and he’ll make sure they’re kept safe, no matter the cost.

Aiden’s fingers trace the outline of the reader’s wrist, his touch light but filled with silent possessiveness. “We’re never letting you go,” he murmurs, his eyes dark with unspoken threats. “Not this time. You’re ours now.”

His lips curve into a smile, cold and sharp, as he leans in close. “We’ll keep you safe. No one will take you away from us. Not ever again.”

---

Ben:

Ben’s response is chillingly silent. He hasn’t spoken much since the fourth time the reader died, his mind spinning with dark thoughts. Ben’s anger has always simmered beneath the surface, but now it’s boiling over. He’s not just angry at anyone who looks at the reader—he’s angry at the world itself for trying to take them away.

“We’ll keep them hidden,” Ben finally says, his voice eerily calm and out of earshot.

His possessiveness intensifies as he starts planning how to keep the reader hidden from the world. Ben is the one who suggests using the bus graveyard as a permanent home, a place where the reader will never be in danger again—and no one will ever find them.

---

Logan:

Logan’s reaction is all-consuming guilt. Each time the reader dies, it feels like a piece of him dies with them. He believes that if he were stronger, faster, smarter, he could have prevented it. Now, his guilt mixes with desperation. He’s the one who suggests that they don’t just live in the graveyard—they trick the reader into staying on one of the buses.

“No one will find them there,” Logan says, his voice shaking. “We can seal it off. They’ll be safe. We can protect them.”

Logan’s willingness to imprison the reader comes from a place of overwhelming fear. He’s terrified that the next time they die, it will be for real. And he can’t live in a world without them.

---

The Plan:

The gang agrees unanimously that the reader must be kept in the bus graveyard, away from the dangers of the Phantom Realm and the real world. They can’t risk losing the reader again. They become obsessed with transforming the graveyard into a permanent home, where the reader can live in isolation with them.

Each member of the gang takes on a different role—Aiden and Ashlynn make the plans, Tyler and Ben handle the physical labor, and Taylor and Logan ensure that the reader never tries to leave. Every time the reader expresses discomfort or fear, they’re met with soft reassurances and veiled threats. 

“This is for your own good,” they all say, their voices filled with devotion. “We won’t let anything happen to you again. You’re safe now.”

The reader’s trauma from dying multiple times only makes them more vulnerable, and the gang takes advantage of that vulnerability, keeping them close at all times. They’ve already lost the reader too many times—they won’t let it happen again.

Ever.

[bubblepopsims]

Evan and Courts didn't answer any message on their phones for a few days, they only took phone calls and when they did they kept them short. They took a few days off to fly to Sulani.

Evan: " My beautiful friends, sorry for the lack of messages but me and Polpettina flew to Sulani, we needed some time away and just for ourselves" The couple was lying in bed after a day out and rejoicing for the cooler temperature and lack of mosquitoes (always be blessed the mosquitoes repellent). "We just took a few pics this morning, before going to the beach so here is the first"

Courts: "It's my fault, I needed to be away from everyone for a bit and just be with Evan." Courts started reading Juju's message. "@Juju you beautiful human, don't you ever say you look trash! I will tell you everyday you are gorgeous, I will send you a message every morning if I have to! We totally understand what you mean about you and Izzy 😳"

Evan: " I always make Courts legs weak before she can do anything 🤭 Oh I don't need any pic to held me accountable to my promises😜 She will blush if you touch her ass especially if she isn't expecting it, she is the cutest when she blushes. OMG your mom looks stunning! You also look very alike O_O"

Courtney: "There is nothing sexier than your partner sweaty and doing some manual labor, @Juju you must be happy Izzy is so sweet helping your dad building a tree house for Conrad. I want a tree house too!"

Evan: " We don't have a tree where we can build it but I can do something else to get sweaty and sexy."

Courtney lightly kicked Evan, knowing exactly what he meant; in response he held his hands up feigning innocence.

Courtney: " We aren't trying to seduce anyone Rafa, we are just naturally sexy and the twins are the sweetest, I don't understand why they aren't with you or Evan, I will ask next time."

Evan: "That manly man does things to me Maddie, that hairy chest 🤤"

Courts chuckled and stopped to talk to Evan "Bestio, don't you think you are taking it a bit too far with Rafa?"

Evan: "Rafa is a really good friend of mine, he is up there with Hermes. He knows me and he knows it is all just a joke although he gets a bit worked up when I talk about his ass. I really really respect him you know, I told him many times but I feel I should tell him again. I hope to see him and Maddie soon. I really miss him."

Evan: "MADDIE!! MADDIE!! I thought Rafa proposed I was ready to say yes to be his best man! It's serious though I lost every chance I had with him, every hope forever gone 😭😭😭 unless..."

Courtney: "@Maddie I am so happy he got you the ring, Rafa is so thoughtful, I am really happy he found you and that you found him, you both deserve all the happiness 🥰. Evan does that too, he whispers very naughty things whenever he can. I'll never get used to it."

Evan: "All jokes aside tell Rafa I love him and I am happy for him. I will call him later"

Evan: "@Emillie @Asuka you two are wild, that is why I like you 🤣"

Courtney: "You're pics are so cute girls, if I didn't know any better I would think you were always like this, cute and romantic 😂 I am always in awe when I look at you. @emillie will you record the dildo song for me?"

Evan: "We'll come soon enough to visit hopefully! Get ready and stay sexy 😏 Also @Juju WTF Those shower pics! Polpettina is staring avidly, she is sure Izzy bit down on that ass cause no one could resist. As we all know she as a biting problem 🤣 This is all for now, I think we will now go back to ghosting you. Courts needs hugs and I need some sleep."

Maddi Madpie hearted all the pictues

Maddi Madpie: "Polpettina!!! POLPETTINA!!🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷 AHHHH i dont know what it means but its so cute!!!you guys are the fucking cutest WEARING MY COLOR! YOU GUYS ARE IN PINKKKKKKKKK!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! @Smokey Quartz MY LOVELY LOVELY YOU LOOK SO GOOD IN PINK T-T OMG OKAY I HAVE TO SHOW MY UGLY SICKLY FACE BECAUSE OF PINK!! 💕💗💞💓🌸💘🌷🎀💄🐽👚🩷👛🦩🐖🩰🎟️AHHHH!. BUT I WILL SAY MY HAIR IS FALLING IN SUCH A CICHE WAY! I DONT KNOW!"

Maddi Madpie: " Sickly baby @Smokey Quartz but don't apologize at all.. honestly i got sick so i've been feeling a lot of anxiety and isolation. As you can see no Rafa.. I don't want to get him sick, since he somehow has the immune system of an elder XD. But i miss him.... UGHHH I spend 99.99% of my time with him 1% with work, yogi baby which she doesn't want to be around me... she is under my bed instead... but yeah and also friends but all the rest of the time i am with my grizzly bear and i miss himmmm T_T I'm envious. yes thank you😭🩷🥹 i wear it everyday..... 💅🏻I am very happy we chose each other... T-T wahhh i missss himmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!! OOOHHHH BUT.BUT.BUT BUT.BUT!!!!!! @ Evan... I am about to send some pictures BUT YOU HAVE TO PROMISE! You can't say anythinnnngggggg or I'll get punished.... actually..... maybe do tell him.. I need help sweating this fever out at some point.BUT ANYWAY WITHOUT FURTHER WITH HOLDING! I BEHOLD THE HOLY GRAIL"

Maddi Madpie: "......... i told him I missed him and he sent me these..... of the course of days i been deadly... WHEN I SAY I WAS BOTH SHOCKED AND JUST FUCKING GUSHING! i was gushingggggggggg HE SENT ME HIS ASS!!! @ Evan HE SENT ME HIS BEAUTIFUL PLUMP PERFECTLY SLAPPABLE LUCIOUS HAIRY, GOD I WANT TO GRIP THEM CHEEKS!! !!! LOOK AT IT ! @ Evan and yes your eyes are correct... HE IS WEARING THE GIFT😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍! now let me just give some backstory.. we got the box of goodies which by the way heheheheh i love you guys.. but he was very against them at first found them a "of course evan would send me this..." so i gave him an offer he couldn't refuse.. and he decided to literally TAKE ME OUT..... wearing the daddy shirt i bought him because i found it funny 🤣🩷 him wearing a fucking DADDY shirt 🩷🩷 mmmm but just look at him... !! "

Jujubug HEARTED all the pictures

JujuBug: " @Smokey Quartz @Evan my bbysssssss gooood!!! I'm so glad you guys went on vacation and had some you time.. Izzi and I are craving more now than ever ... things have been just chaotic honestly so PLEASE PLEASE enjoy it!!!! @Maddi Madpie.... one question😤. WHY THE EVER LOVING FUCK ARE YOU NOT ON THAT MAN??? BECAUSE YOUR SICK ?? GET OUT OF HERE !! YOU GUYS WILL SHARE SHIT ONE DAY AND WILL BE AROUND EACH OTHER WHEN YOUR SICK! JUST JUMP THE GUN! Jesus.... if Izzi sent me pictures like that BEST BELIEVE I AM DROPPING EVERYTHING! THAT MAN IS ZADDY! speaking of my lovely love of god izzi is fucking sexy.@ Blue Smurf and @ Izzi Frizzi are in a photo shoot for a side project Asuka is doing... and guys... GUYS! I can't wait for @ Asuka Lovely to post them! AHHHH i am wet.. that's all I am going to say"

Maddi Madpie: "@ Jujubug.. because ...... 🫣🫣but Em.... in a photoshoot... holy shit she must really fucking love Asuka and i know Asuka dressed her up too XD HA!and Izzi I don't even know what to expect."

JujuBug laughed at Maddi Madpie's response

JujuBug: "@ Maddi Madpie you have no fucking idea......."

2 hours later

Asuka Lovely is Online

Asuka Lovely: "Oh shit... 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 I open this and all I see is such sexy faces allllllll around WHAT A PERFECT TIMING! BUT FIRST @ Smokey Quartz cutie pie shhhh you do no wrong in our eyes. you are perfect <3 @ Evan you are tan and pink hehehehe you are giving me surfer beach kid hahaha it's cute you guys are absolutely fucking MMMMPPPPFT! Let us be in the sammmmwhicccchhhhh T_T @Maddi Madpie girlie I agree with @ Jujubug .... WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DENY YOURSELF THAT! HOLY HELL THAT'S FULLY WHAT HE IS HIDING ?? DAMN, I MEAN... YEAH NO DAMN. you are ridiculous for not letting that man take care of you...! GET IT TOGETHER AND JUST LOOK AT THOSE PICTURES AGAIN! but ill brb i have to get these pictures edited and then I'll share :3"

Maddi Madpie: " OH @ Evan Rafa said you have a phone use it. i think that means in Rafa language you can just text him and tell him that yourself and not go through me because he honestly does not want to say out loud that he loves you too XD Even though we did have a conversation about your guys friendship last night.. and i can tell he loves you too. you are one of his closest friends and is very happy that you grew up and got the girl too :3 you guys been through some things too, but Just don't tell him I told you that.. or I won't hear more hahaha unless you tell me when you come visit :D "

JujuBug: "Awwww.....wait oh my god he is just moving up on the one of the best humans to ever walk this earth... you can always tell someone just genuinely loves someone when they are just happy that the person grew.. that's deep T_T Maddiii Marry him.. MARRY HIM!"

Maddi Madpie: " @ JujuBug... I..."

JujuBug: "i know @ Maddi Madpie you should tell him"

Asuka Lovely: "My sexy sexy SEXY SEXY BABY I MEAN when I tell you how i had to learn how to breathe while taking these.... I had to learn how to breathe... Em gave me the eyes... and worked her outfit.. she hated it for a good while. literally said why the fuck would i want a string so far up in my fucking kidneys... dumbass... i can't stand her sometimes.. BUT i think my reactions were fuelling her... i don't blush like EVER! and Em made me flustered... my knees buckled... my throat was dry.. it was like my ever-longing crush glazed my fucking way type shit... <.< SHE IS ANNOYING!! WHY IS SHE HOT!?"

Maddi Madpie: "I don't even know how to react because is that my best friend. duh of course it is BUT LIKE ACTUALLY???!!! you put her in a sexy fucking outfit honestly I know for a fact she loved the harness."

Asuka Lovely laughed at Maddi Madpie's comment.

Asuka Lovely: "SHE DID that and the boots XD hated the colors hated the fact she had to be in this Christmas-themed one. but i told her to suck it up or I won't dance for her."

Maddi Madpie hearted Asuka Lovely's comment

TMaddi Madpie: "She is fucking ridiculous oh my god only Emillie 😂😂🤣OKAY NOW LETS SEE IZZI BECAUSE IM CURIOUS... LIKE REALLLLLY CURIOUS AFTER SEEING EM."

Asuka Lovely: "LORD AND BEHOLD."

Maddi Madpie: "🤯🤯😱😱HOLY SHIT! WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT IS THAT IZZI ?!?!?!?! @ JujuBug"

JujuBug: "YES THAT IS MY LOVE!!!! IN A FUCKING THONG THIGH HIGHS AND HEELS AND MAKEE UP! Izzi wanted to be spooky but also go with lingerie.... i had to do some convincing... A LOT OF IT... BUT IZZI GAVE US BODYYYYYYYYYYYYY !!! THATS MY FUCKING BABY ! THATS MY STAR!!!! I want them to keep it on.. for science..... you know... just run some tests.... a lot of themmm...."

Asuka Lovely: "Honestly Izzi shocked all of us... they worked the camera and didn't seem shy about it at all.... i don't know what the agreement was between them and juju but this was a HIT!"

Maddi Madpie: "Just know I'm sending all of these to Rafa👀👀”

JujuBug: "By the end of my wedding he will be in this chat i don't give a fuck. 😤😤he won't be able to say no to me."

Maddi Madpie: "Good fucking luck.... that the one thing he is so strongly about not being a part of at all...😅 i think its cause we blow it up quite frequently😎🩷 he is my grizzy bear fo a reason, solo hermit mode."

JujuBug: "well i am persasive and it can be my wedding present."

JujuBug: "Any way we love you guys and I hope everyone recovers well 💜oh I took my hair out 😉”

Maddi Madpie: "........... @ Everyone .... talking about Rafa made me cave.......🫣🫣🫣 i needed my grizzly bear😩he even brought me my favorite food and stopped to get me coffee from my favorite coffeeshop.. not including all the kisses and hugs i instantly received. and he said i was super cutie all sniffly 🥹🩷🩷oh oh oh andddd including looppppyyy meds so hehehe i am currently laying on him and he is cozy, i like rubbing my noise against his chest ha-"

Maddi Madpie: "Madalyn is going to bed."

Blue Smurf: “@ Smokey Quartz yes I will most definitely record the dildo song for you 😘”

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@fl0pera

[enmi-land]

HI DIAAA, i just finished reading one of the girls.. IT WAS SO 😩😩.. I thought Sejun was going to be the endgame but I REALLY LOVED THE ENDING!!!! T

I can't blame my girl Mila, having to experience one-sided love and then giving you mixed signals is just kinda awful... ANYWAY, OVERALL I REALLY LOVED HOW YOU PORTRAYED THE ENDING. 🫶

Can't believe I read it the day after its release, it's finally exam week, and I hope we got to see more Mila and Enha updates hehehe, Stay safe always Dia!! MWAH 🎀🌸✨️ (Sejun is hot)

[🕷 anonnie]

LAKKSSJ i rlly left you guys guessing huh 🤭🤭 had to keep you on your toes 🫣 but i’m glad you liked it!! 🥺🫶🫶 thank you for letting me know what you think!! but defs… mila could accept if they don’t love her, but she hated the fact that they were so hot and cold with her (tho we as readers know why that is), so I didn’t wanna make them suffer anymore ✨✨

BUT AHH I currently have a variety ep on progresss bc it’s been so long, but there are drabbles that could come out sooner, if it alll depends on how inspired i’m feeling 🎀 but stay safe!! love you!! 🌸✨✨ (i agree that sejun is hot)

[mountttmase]

And there it is😌🩷

Waking up next to Mason was your favourite thing in the world. Today though, you weren’t afforded that luxury. POOR GIRLY WOKE UP WITHOUT HER HUBBY

Mason was up earlier than you anticipated but after another night of him worshipping your body, you didn’t even wake up fully as he moved around. Ever since your wedding a month ago he was even more touchy than usual but you weren't complaining about any of it as you wanted him just as much. However this morning you needed to recover from the way he’d put you to the test last night knowing you wouldn't see each other for a few days and you ached deliciously. EHEHEHHEHEHE GIGGLING🤭🤭🤭🤭 NAUGHTIES

THE LETTER DIDN'T FAIL TO MELT ME EVEN IF I'VE ALREADY SEEN IT BEFORE

You had some errands to run today, but you didn’t want to leave without finding at least one more. Thankfully the next one wasn’t hard to find and as you made your way into the dining room the bright bunch of flowers sitting in the middle of the table caught your eye immediately. FLOWERSSSSS🤭🌸🌸

OMG THOSE FLOWERS ARE SO PRETTY 😭

THE TEXTS😭🫠

I WANT TO GO THERE AND HELP HER WITH PAINTING 😂 NEED SOME RELAXING ACTIVITIES

As you pulled apart the frame, you realised it had two sides, one containing a photo for yours and Mason's wedding day whilst the other seemed to have dried flowers from your bouquet pressed between the glass. I'LL CRY

PLEASE DON'T CRY MRS MOUNT😭😭😭😭

The next note was staring you in the face. Attached to the back of the door so you’d see it on the way out and you laughed as you popped the box down to read it. HIM KNOWING EXACTLY WHERE SHE WAS GOING TO BE IN THE HOUSE

You’d known Seb since you were babies. Your mums being best friends that had magically gotten pregnant at the same time and whilst you weren’t as close as you once were, he was like family and you had a permanent invite to any party he threw in order for you not to rat him out to his mum. SAM, WE LOVE YOU

Logan was in the year above, a popular guy and way out of your league but you fell for his charms quickly. You never understood why he’d gone for you but he had and the pair of you started dating shortly after you’d met. He was sweet and sensitive and made you feel on top of the world but right now you wished the ground would swallow you up. THERE HE IS, THE PIECE OF SHIT

‘Oh shit! Sorry, are you alright?’ You suddenly heard. Feeling a hand on your arm as the stranger you’d walked straight into tried to steady you and when you looked up you were met with a face you didn’t recognise. HIIIII🤭🤭🤭🤭

‘No it’s okay, I wasn’t either’ he laughed. Scratching the back of his neck nervously and you couldn’t help but find him endearing straight away. ‘You sure you’re alright? Looks like I’ve seen a ghost’ HE ALREADY CAN READ HER PERFECTLY 😭

‘I know I’ve asked, and I know you said you’re fine, but are you sure? You can tell me you know. Nothing like spilling your secrets to a stranger’ HE IS MY FAVOURITE HUMAN

‘What about you, do you still play?’ You asked, hoping if you spoke about him he’d forget to ask about you and thankfully your plan was working. LITTLE GENIUS😂

‘Yeah it’s different, glad to be home though’ he chuckled before bumping his shoulder into yours. ‘Anyway we’re meant to be talking about you, not me. Stop changing the subject’HE KNOWS HER SO WELL EVEN IF HE DOESN'T KNOW A THING ABOUT HER

‘I don’t even know. He’s a year above and already at uni. I thought things were fine but he text me a few months back saying I distracted him too much and he wanted a fresh start from everything, including me, and I haven’t seen or heard from him since’ you shrugged. ‘Like it was so out of the blue but we’d only been together for around six months so i didn't take it too hard but it’s still a bit shit to see him’ HE IS WHAT I LIKE TO CALL A PIECE OF SSSSS 🤭😂

‘I should be getting back out too, but I’ll see you around probably’ NOT HER RUNNING AWAY😂😭

You didn’t get a chance to hit call though, a tall shadow looming over you and when you looked up it was number one on your list of people you didn’t want to be acquainted with. OH NO THERE HE IS😒😒😒

‘Ah there you are’ you suddenly heard. Looking to your left to see Mason walking towards you with two drinks in his hand and a cheeky smile on his face. ‘You left your drink in the other room, gorgeous. I got you a fresh one’ he smiled. Passing you a cup before wrapping his now free arm around your waist and kissing your temple gently. ‘You alright, mate? I’m Mason, y/n’s boyfriend. You are?’ I'M SCREAMINGGGG

THE FACT THAT THEY REALLY SEEMED TOGETHER WHEN THEY TOLD LOGAN HOW THEY MET AND EVERYTHING 🫠

‘What the fuck was that’ you laughed, turning to face him but keeping close so he would keep his arm around you and thankfully he did. KEEPING CLOSEEEE

‘Well lucky for you, I don’t see that as a bad thing’ he winked and you felt your cheeks flush. ‘Unless you want me to piss off?’‘Nah, I think you’ve earned your spot’ you told him, biting your lip cheekily and the way his eyes flashed to your lips made your tummy flutter. OMGGGG I LOVE THEM

Throughout the night you’d ended up practically sat in Mason's lap. His hands rarely leaving your waist as you got to know each other and you didn’t see Logan again that night. Whether that was because he’d left or was just staying out of your way you didn’t know but you were so wrapped up in Mason you didn’t care. I'M SCREAMING, KICKING MY FEET, GIGGLING

You couldn’t get over how gorgeous he was. Big brown eyes and a killer smile but it was his goofy personality and his insistent need to make you laugh that was really winning you over. He was cheeky and silly and the way he kept looking you up and down made you blush. THE PERFECT MAN HONESTLY

‘Mate, I promise you I’m not gonna hurt her. I know we’ve been drinking and stuff but I actually really like her’ he confessed and you felt your tummy flip at his confession. ‘Do you think she’d go on a date with me?’OBVIOUSLYYYYYY

‘You can be y/n’s man of honour’ Mason joked ‘I bet you’d look great in a dress’ SILLYYY

‘Hey girlfriend, I’ve been looking for you’ GIRLFRIEND 🤭

‘Well, funnily enough I have no idea who Kate or Jess are and even if I did I still think I’d have had my eye on you’ he winked and you felt yourself blush as you hid in his shoulder. ‘What? I’m serious’ he laughed, his free hand coming to your thigh so he could lift it over his lap and move you to straddle him. You’d never been in this situation before, alone in a room with a boy you’d only met a few hours prior but you knew you didn’t want to stop so you went with it and placed your arms around his neck as he held you at your waist. HE IS IN LOVE

‘Just for tonight?’ You teased pulling back to look at him and the pretty smile that took over his face made your knees weak. ‘We can extend my contract if you like. Depends if the terms are favourable though’‘How about you take me to that ice cream shop we had our first date at and we can discuss it further’‘Deal’ he breathed, but before you had a second to think he planted his lips on yours. MY BABIES ARE GOING ON A DATEEE

THE KISSED THEY KISSED THEY KISSED THEY KISSEDDDD 🚨🚨🚨

‘I’ve wanted to kiss you all night’ he whispered when you finally broke apart for air, nose bumping into yours gently but you still didn’t have the confidence to look at him properly and kept your eyes planted on his chest. ‘Me too’ you giggled. ‘You know, I’ve never kissed a boy at a party before. Let alone be in a room alone with one’ CAN YOU HEAR ME SCREAMING????

Mason was cut off by the sound of the door opening. The pair of you quickly looking to see who’d interrupted you and to your shock it was Logan. His face bemused as his gaze landed on you and you knew your underwear was on show as your dress had ridden up but Mason was quick to move you to his side so you were shielded from him. OH WHAT A PLEASURE TO SEE YOU IN THIS EXACT MOMENT

It was still bare like all the others but a red box on one of the shelves at the back caught your eye. There shouldn’t have been anything in here so you carefully walked over to reach for it and your suspicions were confirmed when you saw the infamous lined paper neatly folded and taped to the lid of the box. You wanted to read the note first and not ruin what was inside so as carefully as you could you peeled the note away and unfolded it. MY FAVOURITE NOTEEEEE

THOSE LITTLE SHOES 🤭😭😭😭😭

It seemed like the last resort but you carefully opened every drawer until you came to your special underwear section. There sat a black box with the tiny note you’d been going crazy over and you quickly opened it with excitement to see what he had to say. OH THIS IS THE CHEEKYYYY ONE

THE FACT THAT HE IS ACTING LIKE THE BIG MAN HERE BUT WHEN HE'LL SEE HER IN IT HE'LL BE LIKE 🫠🫠🫠🫠

EHEHEHHEHEHE SHE IS PLAYING TOO MOUNT🤭

SHE MADE HIM PIZZA, SHE IS ME😌😂

Another note greated him there, this one attached to the fabric softener and he had a feeling you were about to ask him to separate his washing out but he still opened it with a smile. Thinking to himself he’d do it gladly if it meant it got him one step closer to you. AHHAHAHAHA POOR BOY WAS TERRORISED 😂

OHHHH THE MYSTERIOUS STAIRS🤭

Good boy huh? He thought, the term making him smile as he could tell what sort of mood you were in but he followed your instructions and went into the back of the cupboard where he found the door in question. GOOD BOYYYY

‘What the hell, did you build a staircase while I was gone?’ He joked, rounding the corner to hopefully see you but all the air left his lungs once he had. I LOVE HIS SILLY SIDE

‘Hi Mase’ you whispered. Catching on to how nervous he seemed as he played with the hem of the t-shirt he was wearing and avoided your eyes but you wanted him closer no matter how blushy and stuttery he was. HE IS NERVOUS

‘Sorry, you're making me nervous’ he whispered, his cheeks flushed but his eyes were happy and that made you smile too. ‘Can I have a kiss please’I'M SCREAMING

‘I think just after that note I left you with the shoes. I just wanted to make sure you’re fully on board like I don’t want you to think I’m forcing you into anything-‘OH MY LOVE

‘And you’re gonna be the best dad’ you whispered, watching his face light up before pressing a soft kiss to your lips. HE REALLY IS

‘You could never’ he told you truthfully before finally getting to do what he’d wanted to do with you for days. The same Mason you’d always known and loved but a new beginning on the horizon and you couldn’t wait to finally start the life you’d always dreamed of. OLLIE ON THE HORIZON 😌😌

BESTIE

OMG

I KNEW A LOT ABOUT THIS ONE BUT YOU DIDN'T FAIL TO SURPRISE ME

I LOVED EVERY LITTLE PIECE OF IT

ALL THE NOTES WERE PERFECT, AND I KNOW ALL THE EFFORT YOU PUT INTO THEM, SO IM SOOOO PROUD OF YOU

I LOVED THEIR FIRST MEETING AND HOW THEY IMMEDIATELY FELL FOR EACH OTHER

THE LIMGERIE WE CHOOSE🤭🤭🤭🤭 WE DID A GREAT JOB HONESTLY

I HONESTLY DON'T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO SAY....LIKE YOU LEFT ME AT A LOSS OF WORDS

THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR THIS ONE🩷🩷🩷 LOVE YOU AND YOUR BRAIN EVERYTIME A BIT MORE😌🩷

THANK YOU SM BESTIE

and thank you for the initial idea and helping me with all the ideas you’re just the best 🩷 and I’m so happy you liked it 😭🩷

LOVE YOU SM BESTIE

[anantaru]

YORU YORU

Do you have any wishing ritual? I want Kokomi so so so much but i have like, 24 pity and 2 wishes + A 50/50 IM SO SCREWED

I only won a 50/50 once in Ayato's release and i really hope luck will be on my side in this banner 🙏

(Also, stay well! Love u)

HI LOVE 🌸 OMG OFC I GOT YOU COVERED LEAVE IT TO ME, i have a folder full of manifestation circles just for you guys 🤭

may kokomi come home to you 🙏🏻 she‘s such a good character i always use her in the abyss 🙇🏻‍♀️💗

[selenacosmic]

Hi! 🙈 I'm sorry for suddenly coming here. Are you still taking request? If you do, can I please request a short fluff with Yukimura and a crybaby MC? She will fight a lot with him but will cry/sulk if his words are too harsh. But she is also extremely stubborn and wants to help him whenever he needs it, even it can cost her life. 🤫 You may delete the request or ignore it if you are not taking any. 🤭 ILY!! 💕🌸

Hi~ no need to say sorry, you are always welcome! I am still not used to doing requests but I do want to go back to that! Love you~

Cry baby MC.

Yukimura Sanada.

We all know how harsh this guy can get, and most of the times his intentions isn’t to be harsh or rude. To him, he is just trying to be honest, but he can be too blunt. And a bit too naive to understand he is being harsh.

You don’t let it slide, though! You will talk back and bicker with him, showing all your might to him! Which will sometimes confuse him because he doesn’t understand why you are angry or felt the need to fight back. However, knowing him, he will bicker back and won’t stop until…

Well, you are someone who is also quite stubborn, but when arguing with Yukimura… situations like this can happen:

“Wait… why are you so angry? Hey, I just said that you shouldn’t do something so stupid!”

“It’s not stupid to care about you! I want to help and there is nothing you can do about it!” There was a big frown on your face, but you were still looking at him with a determined face.

“You know that helping me could be dangerous, right? Imagine, a dummy like you on the battlefield! I would have to always keep my eyes on you!”

He cares a lot about your safety and was not about to risk it, he… could have worded it better, but his words were still filled with concern. You have just suggested to help him on the battlefield, be it by helping them cook food for the soldiers, serve as a healer, or even join in the fight (which was one of the worst possibilities to Yukimura). He knew how dangerous that would be, what if the enemy invaded the camp? What if they knew how important you were to him? He wouldn’t risk it!

You frowned even more, but was still insisting on letting you help him. “I am not incompetent! I can do many things to make it easier for you and your clan!”

Oh boy… he knew that look, he knew that you could be sensitive to his harsh words, he was still working on that! But it wasn’t good enough, because…

“W-wait… hey! Don’t cry like that!” He got desperate, he wasn’t the best in comforting you when you were crying, he felt like an idiot at times like this… “hey, I am sorry. It’s just that I don’t want you to die in the battlefield, I don’t want you to get hurt..”

It started a bit awkwardly, but he slowly enveloped you in a hug, it became warm very soon. As you snuggled him, your crying slowed down.

“You should know me better than that, I don’t want to be trapped in the castle while you are out there.”

“How can I let you go out there in the war when you cry like a baby? Ouch!” He hit his head, not that hard but hard enough to make him apologize.

At times like this, he couldn’t help but give in, he was weak to you crying(specially if it was because of him).

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I hope you liked it! I am slowly getting back to writing, so I am a bit rusty!

[yuuniee]

♦️ Sway With Me! 🌸

A/N: This is the part where they fall for each other!! :3c I hope you enjoy it, because I certainly did while writing this. Oh, and... 𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗬 𝗛𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗢𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗡!! 😉 🤭

The organ was played in the background as everyone was dancing, til the dawn presumably. Well, mostly everyone. There was a certain gravekeeper who was scrolling through his phone with empty eyes and a small frown as he was sitting down. Near the tables was a witch eating a few cupcakes as she watched others dance. It was a long, loooong night after all.

It wasn’t until later that the witch spotted the gravekeeper and walked to his direction. Upon noticing that, the gravekeeper looked up to see the witch sitting down near him.

“Nice party we are having, I assume.” She spoke up as she looked down again.

“Isn’t it cool?” He winked, “Malleus and Lilia did such a good job~”

“Yeah, but…” She sighed. “Nevermind.”

“Hm? Is there something you want to say?” The ginger curiously asked as he looked at her with a smile.

“Forget what I just said.” She curtly cut him off, looking down as she fixed her dress.

“You look kinda grim. Are you sure you’re okay?” He turned his head to face her, his expression becoming a bit softer.

“...Won’t… forgive them…” She mumbled as she furrowed her brows.

“...Eh?” He looked at her, all his attention on her now.

“...To think of them out of all people to arrange all these… Someone could get a serious injury! Someone might’ve died along the way!” Her eyes shot up as she looked at her front, “I was beyond worried… They even said it was a ‘joke’! A joke?! How does a joke hurt someone that badly?!”

Cater smiled at her lightly, and sighed.

“I didn’t think you’d get worried about everyone that much, Rennie.” He said, “...You always have this blank look on your face, you never show anything…”

“And what is so wrong with that?!” Renée glared at him. “I am trying to keep it all together, to not become a pathetic, sad excuse of a student, to not lose my temper and to not hurt someone.”

“Renée…” He muttered.

“My sincerest apologies, but with what they have done… I do not think I can ever forgive them." She clenched her fist. “A joke is supposed to be funny, not hurtful, not bothersome, and certainly not painful… They are the ones to blame, not yourselves!!!”

As soon as she finished her talk, she sobbed.

“It was not supposed to be a troubling joke…” She looked down, “...You guys could’ve gotten… gotten hurt… You could’ve hurt yourselves… Those ghosts are… They are vile… They are so vile for possessing you all… And me…”

“I didn’t know you’ve been holding back that much.” Cater spoke as he sat closer to her.

“...Riddle was wrong, but he only wanted Heartslabyul students to obey the rules… The way he chose, his mother’s way, wasn’t the right way… I h-hope he finds it now…” She closed her eyes and sighed, “...I have been such an uncouth person from the moment I came here… To y-you, to them, to everyone around me… I apologize for that…”

Not knowing what to do, Cater threw an arm around her shoulders and gave her an awkward hug.

“Riddle’s doing better since that incident, don’t worry… He is a tad bit more tolerant than before~♪” He patted her shoulder, “...And you had been worried about him all this time too? You’re being such a worrywart~”

“Call me whatever you wish. This is just a trait of mine, so you have to accept it even if you don’t like it.” She said as her voice wavered, “...My traits are quite bizarre, and my personality is not what it appears to be. Do not be surprised too much.”

“Alright, but I gotta ask something!” He looked at her.

“I am listening.” She replied.

“...Why did you act like that until this point?” He asked, “Not like what I say’s gonna make a difference, but I don’t really think you should act that cold and rude to people. Some people really want to help you, you know?”

“Why does it bother you? You are going to hate me either way.” She huffed, “Nobody likes it when I get to act more like… ‘myself’.”

“Come on, it’s better to share your troubles with someone than trying to keep it together. Your emotions may just blow up like they did earlier.” He took off her hat and patted her head, “...I’m one of those people that wants to help you.”

“...How can I know if you’re not lying? I bet you’ll make fun of me too…” She hid her face, “Just like others did before…”

“You hurt meeeee~ How could you think I could make fun of my cute junior here?! I’m not like the others that make fun of you, pinky promise!” Cater let out a little laugh, “...Really, I’m not gonna make fun of you. You can trust me.”

“...I suppose it would not hurt me to share about myself a little… N-no one knows anything about me besides being a cold hearted, ruthless, pretentious prefect who hardly shows any emotions and is apathetic, am I right?” She shakily sighed and took off her hat. “...Y-yeah, I-I suppose I can do as much.”

“Just like that… Open up your heart to me.” He winked, “I’m ready to listen.”

“...Th-that was what my mother told me…” She sighed again as she looked down and brought her legs, then curled up. “My mother told me that nobody truly likes naive people like me… She told me to act more like I lack emotions. She said that other people might hurt me if I dare befriend them, so it is better to be friendless. She said it is okay to be alone as that means no one can hurt me anymore, that everyone around me is my rival, and that I should be the one who hurts them if I do not want to get hurt by them first.”

“Renée…” He looked at her eyes, makeup rolling down her cheeks as she looked back at him with teary eyes.

“I’ve had it rough… No?” She sighed, “...You did not like what you’ve heard, I take it?”

He paused for a moment and tried to think of the right words to say to her.

“...Were you also not allowed to share this with others?” He scooted closer and held her shoulders.

“...If I do so, I’d get punished… It would cause a scene to occur, and it would not be nice… That wouldn’t be how a good child is supposed to be…” She sighed and covered her face.

Speechless, Cater pulled her into another awkward hug and sighed. Then he wrapped his arms around her and buried his head for a few seconds, his hat slipping from his head.

“Things weren’t good back then, huh?..” He muttered, then he sighed and smiled and ruffled her hair. “...But at least you got all of us here! Isn’t it nice to get a few friends here?”

“Friends..?” She repeated it as if she was tasting the word in her mouth. “Friends… I suppose they are… a-along with you…”

“Right, right! We are your friends after all!” He smiled at her, “We will be by your side. Not all the time, but you get the gig~♪”

She looked at him in the eyes and, for the first time, she smiled at him.

“You are my friend, and he is too… And she, and them… Everyone is my friend!” She pointed at everyone she could see, “...We are friends, right?”

The ginger’s eyes widened when he heard her calling him her friend, and sighed as he never let her go.

“Yep! I’m your friend, and so is everyone else.” He chuckled, but then he thought to himself. We are… friends… Yeah, we are friends now…

“Well, I am glad then… But am I really allowed to be friends with everyone?” She asked, “...Some may be bothered by being called a friend by me, especially with how I acted up to this moment…”

“There is still time to make up for what you did, you know?” He sighed, “You can still change.”

“I’m scared, Cater... What if they find it bizarre..? What if they find me bizarre?!” She sighed, “...I-I apologize for wasting your time to talk about my issues, moment of weakness or so you may call it…”

“...It’s okay, Rennie. Don’t sweat about it.” He replied, turning on his phone again. Yet his thoughts were hazy, he wasn’t thinking about Magicam. They were filled with how cute she looked with that smile. He closed his eyes and turned to Renée, attempting to grab his hat again. At the same time, she was turning her gaze to Cater.

And their eyes met, their faces were quite close too.

Neither of them dared to break the silence, neither wanted to ruin the moment. As the music was being played in the background, they looked at each other’s eyes with a newfound emotion.

“Uhm… Cater..?” She muttered, “Are… Are you feeling alright..?”

“Yeah… I… I k-kinda am... I think…” He stammered in his words, “You…”

“Me..?” She asked as she averted her eyes, “What about me..?”

“...S-sorry, nevermind.” He got off, completely forgetting to take his hat back again.

“Alright…” She sighed as she turned around to watch others dancing. Then she took out a bottle of water that was filled to the half and took a sip out of it.

“...Hey…” Cater sighed, breaking the silence, “Sorry about earlier, I didn’t mean to stare at you like a creep…”

“You were not being creepy at all! I-I mean, if you think locking eyes with someone is being creepy, then your thought is completely wrong.” She said and let out a laugh, “I may have noticed a small detail though.”

“Mmm, what is it~?” He said in a cheerful tone, “What did you notice~?”

“Your eyes…” Renée replied as she smiled at him again, “...They are quite pretty. They remind me of forests and meadows.”

“Eh?!” He looked at her, surprised, “Um, thank you. I appreciate it~♪”

She swung her legs as she looked at the others again, then she looked at the ceiling and closed her eyes.

“Your eyes are beautiful too.” He said as he smiled at her, “...They are like a pair of diamonds, I like that~”

“Ah! Uhm, th-thanks…” She said as she was caught off guard, “...I guess?”

“Hehe~” He smirked at her and got closer, “You’re welcome~♪”

“You know… You are actually the first person to compliment me. Well, something in my physical appearance…” She sighed, “Thank you.”

“Well, glad to know I’m your first~♪” He smiled as he pat her head. Makes me feel… special…

“Hey, uhm… P-people are dancing… I wonder if we can, you know, dance too..?” She asked with rosy cheeks, presumably from the compliment from earlier as she offered her hand and looked away.

“Ohh, are you taking me dancing~?” He chuckled and took her hand.

“Yes, I do. So, are we--” She was going to ask, but her sentence cut off when Cater pulled her by the waist.

“Yes, we are~” He said as he spun her around to the dance floor.

Most of the other people’s gaze was now on them, who held each other’s hands when walking there. Cater was gently swaying with the music, while Renée was following his steps, swaying along with him. The veil attached to Cater’s costume was flowing along with Renée’s skirt. Their bodies were rhythmically moving with the song, and both of them were smiling.

“What’s wrong with the prefect?” Ace muttered in the background, “Coulda swear she’s changed…”

“I’ve never seen her smiling like that before… I-In fact, I never saw her smile before..!” Deuce said, surprised, “...I think it’s better to… Y-you know… see her like this…”

“You are absolutely right, Deuce!” Sebek exclaimed loudly, “...But of course, Master Malleus’s song must have moved her deeply!”

“I don’t think it was Mr. Malleus’s song, Sebek.” Epel said, watching the two, “It must be something else, I think…”

“I dunno what it is, but it sure worked on her.” Jack said, his tail wagging behind him.

“C-Cater, I can feel them watching us…” Renée muttered, hoping that she wasn’t heard.

“It’s fine that all eyes are on us right now~♪” Cater replied, his smile not fading one bit.

“...I see…” She said as she twirled around, “...Does that feel embarrassing on your end?”

“Nah, not really.” He replied and pulled her closer, “What about you?”

“...It sort of does, but I think of them as our audience… It relaxes me a bit.” She replied and looked at him in the eyes that she called ‘meadows’ earlier.

As they danced, the same thought crossed in their minds.

♦️ “Is this love..?„🌸

But while Renée attempted to push that thought into the back of her head, she fell backwards. As soon as she was about to fall, a certain gravekeeper caught her and held her.

They were doing it again; locking their gaze onto each other as if the time had stopped between them. Those that were cheering and commenting in the background had fallen in silence. Even Malleus had stopped playing the organ when their dance ended. Lilia was looking at them with a smirk as Silver, Rook and Riddle were looking at them with shock on their faces.

“...Are you okay?” Cater asked her, gently guiding her back on her feet.

“I am.” She said as she let out a nervous laugh, “D-don’t worry.”

“That’s great~♪” He replied with a smile and a wink, then looked around. Everyone was looking at them, and then they erupted in claps and whistles. Ace, who had recorded everything, was looking at Renée with a smirk along with Sebek. Deuce and Epel were busy clapping loudly and cheering for them while Jack looked at them with a neutral face, yet his wagging tail ultimately betraying him.

“D-d-did they like our dance that much? It was but a waltz, y-yeah, that’s what it was..!!” Renée blurted out as she slowly covered her face in shame.

“You needn’t apologize, Child of Man. Diamond and you have danced quite well.” Malleus replied with a smile, “Well then, shall we continue the party?”

And the rest erupted with cheers and whistles, signaling that they are saying ‘yes’ to him. He went back to play the organ, and the rest danced again.

…Danced til dawn…

———

It was now time to go back to Night Raven College, with everyone exhausted obviously. The others were going back, but the prefect was standing there. Looking at the sky.

“...I never thought a sunrise could be this beautiful…” She mumbled to herself, “I like it…”

“First time seeing one?” A voice asked behind her.

“Why, yes. It is. I have never seen one before, and I do wonder if I can see more of it in the future.” She replied with a light smile as she walked to the graveyard, humming a song to herself as she entered there. Then her eyes caught a glimpse of orange hair in a dug out hole and she walked closer to them.

“...Rennie?” The owner of the orange hair turned around, “What’re you doing there?”

“I saw you and came.” She replied as she sat beside him.

“Aren’t you tired though?” He asked her as he twirled a lock of his hair, giving her a troubled smile.

“I actually am,” She replied and let out a sigh, “...but honestly, who really isn’t?”

“Why won’t you rest then?” He said as he dusted off his hat, “It might be cold here, you know?”

“I am aware, Cater. But I noticed that you were also looking upset when I came to you during the party, so I wanted to ask if anything is troubling you.” She said and looked him in the eyes, “You are not obligated to tell me the matter, of course, but my curiosity got the better of me, unfortunately.”

“Ahh, I see… The party was too overwhelming for me, and I tried to distract myself with Magica--”

“Is that so? Then there must be something that had angered you, because when I saw that scowl on your face, my first thought was that it is because of what Mr. Malleus and Mr. Lilia did.”

“Eh?! …I-I, uhh, well… You got me…” He stuttered as he looked at her with another troubled smile, “I was kinda mad at them too…”

“I understand. I am glad that I’m not alone.”

Then the silence took over, neither of them uttering a word. The witch slowly turned her head to face him, and she bursted into a laughter.

“Why are you laughing..?” The gravekeeper asked, “I don’t find this funny at all..!”

“I find it funny, because it is ridiculous for faeries to pull such a dangerous and childish prank… Hahahahaha~!” She covered her mouth and kept laughing, “To think that they could do such a thing, really..!”

He smiled at her, then began to laugh when he realized what happened. Their laughter was echoing around the botanical gardens, coming from a ‘grave’. If there was ever a departed soul there, they would probably look at them in a strange way.

“Hey, Rennie.” He stopped for a moment, “...Shall we dance again~?”

“...Ahh, um… I… I don’t know if I can dance along with you like that… But at the same time, I want to do so.” She replied, a nervous smile replacing the laughter from earlier.

Cater got up and dusted himself off, then he offered her hand and helped her get up. The witch dusted herself off as well, and she walked along with him.

“...It’s alright, Rennie~ Just follow my steps~♪” He chuckled, “I’ll lead you~”

“A-alright.” She replied and let herself go in his steps while being careful not to step on his feet.

(art by my dearest bestie 😘)

There they were again, dancing in the graveyard as the sun rose to the sky, the morning sun illuminating them. Her back was facing his chest, and Cater was holding her hand. She hummed while dancing with him, then let out a gentle laugh.

“...This is fun.” She said while looking at him over her shoulder. “I am really enjoying it.”

“That’s so great to hear~♪” He smiled as he spun her, “I’m kinda enjoying it too..!”

The moment they were finished, they were feeling like it was nothing but a dream. One that they never wanted to wake up. When they stopped, the morning had already come.

“Whew… I’m beat…” Cater replied with a tired smile as he slowly sat down, and Renée kneeled down to him.

“I am too…” She replied, “My feet hurt…”

“I wanna go to Heartslabyul but… too tired… I can’t…” He panted.

“Same… But well… Sh-shall we rest together here..?” She gently asked, “It is only an offer, but the choice is yours…”

“...Sure… We can…” He softly sighed as he got up, the witch getting up along with him, “But where though..?”

“In one of the graves, maybe?”

“But dirt will get in my hair~~!” He protested.

“We can use my cape as a pillow, you know.” She said, “But if you refuse, that is also fine.”

“Mmmm… You really want to rest with your upperclassman, huh?” He smirked at her, “Heh, not that I mind~♪”

“Alright then…”

Renée took off her cape and tied it up, it almost looked like a pillow. Then Cater slowly sat and laid down in the grave, and put the ‘pillow’ behind his head.

“Come on~♪” He opened his arms for her, inviting her for a cuddle, “I’m waiting~♪”

“I am coming…” She said as she stepped in the grave, and then to his embrace. Surprisingly enough, both of them fit just fine in that grave.

“Isn’t it exciting~?” He asked as he hugged her, “We are kinda cuddling right now~”

“...Yes, you feel sort of warm… I was feeling cold, so it felt nice.” She smiled as she let herself relax.

“Then, have a nice rest...” He chuckled.

“You too, Cater.” She replied and giggled, “Rest well.”

And with that, he felt her fall asleep in a matter of seconds.

“Geez... Did the party get you tired this much..? ...Heh... What a sleepy prefect...” He nervously chuckled as he slowly spaced out to his own thoughts.

All of it felt like a dream for him to see beneath that ‘ice-cold queen’ facade, and boy did it make him feel like he was loved. That meant she trusted him enough to open up, she even showed her first smile to him. It made him feel giddy.

He felt so different around that witch the moment he saw her, and those different feelings became stronger. And now, he felt like they became something softer, warmer, brighter even...

Even so, he was so scared of saying this out loud. Sure, she showed that she trusted him, but did that really mean she liked him now? Will his feelings be accepted, or will he get rejected? Will she even like the ‘real’ Cater? Does she even like him the way he is right now?

Before he could think any further, he felt her arms wrap around his torso, pulling him into a gentle embrace. He looked at her and slowly removed her hat and then looked at her face. Her lips were slightly parted, her head being on his chest, the dawn’s sunlight hitting her from the perfect angle. Before he could miss the chance, he quickly grabbed his phone and snapped a picture, but it wasn’t for Magicam. He didn’t want to share this with anyone else. He bit in his cheek.

“...Good night, Rennie...” He sighed and wrapped his arms around her, returning the gentle embrace. “...Rest well too...”

(• • •)

“Come on... Where are you now, Cater..?” Footsteps echoed through the botanical garden as Riddle searched for his dormmate along with Trey, Ace and some more Heartslabyul residents.

“I can’t find him either, Dorm Head...” Ace said, slouching, and sighed. “Maybe he went back to the dorm..?”

“But we’ve searched every nook and cranny. If he’d be in the dorm, we’d definitely see him...” One of the mobs replied with a frown.

“Riddle! Ace! Everyone! I’ve found him!” Trey looked at them as he crouched down.

“Really?! Where?!?” Riddle loudly exclaimed to which Trey shushed him and pointed at the dug out hole in which they were sleeping soundly.

“Seems like we’ve also found one of the prefects here~” Ace muttered with a smirk.

Both the gravekeeper and the witch were, indeed, in a deep slumber, cuddling each other like lovers. Renée’s cape was under their head and the dirt was on their costumes, yet both seemed content and comfortable.

Riddle let out a sigh and pinched his nose in disappointment, “Oh, Seven... Did they seriously really choose to rest in here out of all the places..?”

“...It seems so...” Another one of the mob students whispered back, “I have to admit though, they look so peaceful like this...”

“C’mon, we have to carry them out of here...” Another one said, sighing.

The mob students lifted Renée up while Trey carried Cater back to his room. Half-asleep, his green eyes opened for a moment, seeing that he was being carried, but then they closed again.

Yeah... It was certainly a magical night for both of them... ♡

[key201303]

SF9 as best friends

Pairing: SF9 x reader

Warnings: This is fiction, some of the situations desbribed in this post might not be what you expected. This is not meant to mock the mebers in any way as well.

Genre: fluff

A/N: It's been quite a long time since I made a reaction so here I am 🤭hope you enjoy it ❤

Taglist -> @ailoveyuta @jaysbestie (let me know if you want to be added!)

DISCLAIMER: NONE OF THE PICS USED IN HERE ARE MINE (except the banner) CREDITS TO THE RIGHT OWNERS.

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Inseong

The intelectual bestie.

You met him in middle school

And he has been the reason why you passed your math exams ever since then

At first you thought he was a nerd

But ended up loving him like he was your brother

Older than you but probably more childish than you

Cafe dates at Thursday's at 6pm are a must for him

Organized af kid

Also tries his best to convince you to organize your life

Helps you out whenever you ask him too

A simp for books

He made you become a simp for books as well

After you two had a beautifl day at a library reading such interesting books

He's literally the reason why you love cultural things

Super proud mom whenever you achieve something on your own

Even if it's a boyfriend/girlfriend 💀

Not the kind of bestie to get too jealous about you getting a boyfriend

Unless you forget about your Thursday dates

"I have no reasons to hate that guy/girl unless he/she makes you go back to the dumb self you were 15 years ago."

Youngbin

The protective bestie.

Probably was besties with your brother/sister before he met you

But then he started to spend more time with you and ended up being closer to you

Your second older brother

Spends more time at your home than you

Takes you out on random trips to random places

Your parents cosider him part of the family

Protects you quite a lot from absolutely everything

Doesn't want to see you feeling bad because it hurts him

He literally raised you up and taught you everything you know about life out of your little bubble

At some point, you see him more than you see your own family

Night escapes to go watch the stars (of course with your parent's permission until you become adult)

Car rides to heal your heart whenever it has been broken

Has been there for you in every single break up you have had

He's not jealous when you talk about other boys/girls or when you tell him you want a boyfriend/girlfriend but he's scared

Will literally prepare an interrogatory just to make sure that he's leaving you in good hands

"If you hurt her/him, I'll kill you."

Jaeyoon

The fit bestie.

24/7 on the gym

And trying to convince you to go with him because is good for health

Mocks you when you get tired after running 5 km with him on a Sunday morning

Sends you pics of his gym achivements just to hear you nagging at him for doing that

Thinks you will never get a boyfriend/girlfriend because you already have him so, why would you want a boyfriend/girlfriend?

Thinks all boys are jerks and lowkey tries to protect you from dumb people

Doesn't want to see your heart breaking because of someone else

Says he's the only one with the rights of mocking and teasing you

He's actually right tho 💀

Becomes your personal trainer with a wide smile

Really serious and strict when it comes to doing exercise

Tells you to send him your achivement pics just to tease you

Will treat you healthy food after every training

"Look at you! You're going to look even better than my ex if you keep working like that!"

Dawon

The annoying yet supportive bestie.

You've known each other since you were kids

Calls you every day and night to check on you

Or maybe just to tell you a dad joke because he says texting is not the same

You both share the same half braincell remaining in your brains

24/7 asking you if you're free to spend time with him

And when you're actually around him, he doesn't stop asking and doing stupid things just to see you smiling

Your number 1 fan and supporter

Whatever you want to do, he'll be there in the front row to support you

Even if he's the only one

And even if they're stupid things like buying a new plant

Would go to the end of world for your happiness

But will never admit it because he likes playing hard

Both of you are really stubborn so little fights happen quite often

But they don't last more than 5 minutes because he feels bad for fighting with you

Though when you were kids, both of you were the hell to the neighbor

24/7 shouting at each other and wanting to kill each other

But missing each other so much whenever you couldn't be together

Has been there for you in every single hard moment and so you have for him

Doesn't get too jealous about you dating someone else but will make an exhaustive interrogatory to be sure that you'll be safe

Probably making the boy/girl in question to run away because of his inapropriate questions

Leaving you once again alone with him and only him

"It wasn't that bad, it was a normal question! He/She's not worth of your love."

Rowoon

The flirty bestie.

He was your neighbor in middle school

You have had a crush on him ever since then

But then it slowly turned into a beautiful friendship as you notice you liked someone else

Flirts with you 24/7 just for fun and because he feels comfortable with you and only you

Whenever he has a problem or an issue he needs to fix, you'll be the first person he thinks of to help him out

Late night calls whenever he can't sleep or you can't because you both feel safe in each other's presence, even if it's just through the phone

Exams coming means him being locked in your bedroom with you as you both study for your respective exams

Everyone thinks you two are dating but actually none of you are in love with the other

You both just enjoy the other's presence that much

Watching movies and dramas together are your favorite ritual, specially during holidays

You both would probably become roommates when you started university

He's the first one to know that you have a crush on someone

And even though he likes to flirt with you in a joking way, he will help you get that person's heart

Even if it means that he won't be able to flirt with you from now on

"But I swear that if he/she breaks your heart I will go back to the pick up lines after healing you with ice cream and movies."

Zuho

The cold outside but cutie inside bestie.

He has been your bestie ever since you entered high school

He was the typical quiet and shy boy that gave cold vibes and so you were

Your friendship started after you had to do a project together and found out how similar both of you were

The only person he feels comfortable with is you

And you're the only person that could see his true and cute self

Even of you nag each other 24/7

Cat cafe dates are a must for both of you

If you ever end up being roommates, the first thing you will get (even before a damn couch) would definitely be a cat.

Study dates are also a must

You both just enjoy sitting there for hours in complete silence, just admiring each other's presence

Enjoys night walks with you because of the cooler weather

You're the only one with who he can joke around

Actually, deep inside, he's really protective over you because you're his only true best friend and he's too afraid of loosing you

If you ever mention you like someone or you're dating someone he will make you sign a contract saying you will never leave his side, no matter what

"Just sign this and I'll let you go with him/her."

Yoo Taeyang

The aesthetic bestie.

Loves to take you out with him just so you can take aesthetic pics of him

But will pay back doing whatever you asked him to do

The type of friend you can trust to tell him all your secrets and know he will never talk about them again unless you start the conversation first

Gift him a camera for his birthday and he'll be the happiest human being on earth

Falls in love with your best friend and ask you to help him out

Spoils you a lot just to convince you of helping him win your best frind's heart

You end up helping just to not hear his complaints over and over again

Your favorite night talks are always with him, because it doesn't matter how tired or upset you feel that he will always make you feel better

If you have an upcoming exam that is making you feel kind of anxious, he will pack a lunch box for you to make you feel better

Feels kind of bad for not being able to do anything else but tries his best as always

"I can't help you study but I can cook you delicious food."

Hwiyoung

The inseparable bestie.

24/7 with you

Ever since you were born

Your parents being besties not helping to both of you get away from each other

And he being a few minutes older than you was not helping either

Knows absolutely everything about you and so you do about him

Summer trips together are a must

Likes to tease you from time to time because now he's taller than you

Your friendship was the perfect example of what soulmates meant

Whenever you weren't together, you felt empty and even sad sometimes

Promised you he would never have a girlfriend because he had you when you were 5 years old

Never treats you because he says you're yonger so you have to pay

Which always lead to a small discussion because you literally were born the same day

Disturbs every single boy/girl that apporaches you because he enjoys seeing your annoyed face

And when you actually tell him that you like someone, he gets even more cocky and annoying

Only to end up helping you confess your feelings because he just wants to see you happy even if he never admits it

"You win, but just because you are younger."

Chani

The teasing bestie.

Known each other since kindergarten

You have both always been fighting against each other

But both of you ended up being inseparable

Nagging each other 24/7

He literally lives for teasing and pranking you and so you do

Have a bet on going about who would make more teasings/pranks when the year ends

The prize for the winner being a 691666 won dinner (578 $)

Both of you loved betting on things because of how competitive you both became when it came to betting with each other

Can you hear his devilish laugh? Because I can 💀

Made you set his voice calling you 'babo' (stupid) as a ringtone because you lost a bet

Deep inside his heart, he loves you quite a lot and won't know what he would be doing if you weren't part of his daily life

May confess you that kind of stuff at late night talks when you're feeling down

But then will deny every single word the next day, just to tease you

Will act all fine about you getting a boyfriend/girlfriend but inside he's panicking because he thinks you will leave him forever

Secretely makes an interrogation session with the said person you're dating just to make him/her scared about hurting you

"Listen you bastard, she/he is my bestie. No!! My little sister/brother actually! If you hurt her/him, I swear I'll go find you."

[puzzycatdoll]

🤜 Do not ever change yourself just because people want you to. You are one of a kind. Literally, all of my friends are super unique that you need to be preserved in a museum! 🤭 Lol...What do you think? 🙂 Maybe it's right or maybe it's wrong🙃 🎉 Happy 2nd Week Of 2022 to all my adorable IG friends! How's everything going? I hope everyone has a wonderful start to the week and each day. 😉 For me, everything is easy peasy. But for my mom, there's still more obstacles front of her to overcome💪She's never given up because you guys are always by her side👈 You all are more than just a friend to me because you are the members of my family 💏👨‍👩‍👦👨‍👩‍👧 For my mom, you guys are kinda partner of her life 💑😆👌 I wanna say Thank You God 😇 for sending kind people like you into my life. I want to make sure that this gift of God stays with me forever😌 Finally, mom Nikki 👩 and 🧒I may your week be as fresh as morning dew 💦 as vibrant as the colors on a butterfly 🦋 and as blissful as the angels from heaven 🧚‍♂️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♂️ Wishing you and your family all the best all year round 🙏😇💫 P.S. my mom and I're going to visit you with bunches of many ❤ to put under your posts. Pls wait for me. See y'all soon 😙💋🤟 🌸 🌵 🌸 🌵 🌸 🌵 🌸 #instagram #instapic #instaphoto #instalike #instadaily #mylove #likes #portrait #picoftheday #foryou #loveyou #goodtimes #goodvibes #photo #happy #beautiful #happyme #thailand #cute #beauty #pretty #nice #photography #cool #amazing #awesome #moment #wonderful #gorgeous #photooftheday (ที่ Bangkok Thailand) https://www.instagram.com/kingkongricki/p/CYlfxKIrNsA/?utm_medium=tumblr

[feareth-who]

ofc hun!

everybody welcome to my sixth uhh hmm platonic-i-love-you-relationship-with-my-tumblr-moots yea :3

@thoduvaanam is Sri 💞and i call her my garden 🌼🌻🌺🥀🌸🌷 they're just absolutely cool and their blog theme is just sdkjgs I'm in love, did I mention that before? just amazing 😌

@justadreamyhufflepuff is Ash ✨ and i call her my love and my sky 😌💗 i love her for her uniqueness and her interests and just everything, she's undeniably awesome (i think she's on a hiatus)

@sunsetskies-over-icecream is G 😽 and i call her my moon or my jaan 🌙 she's not only an amazing blog overall but her writings, the poetry and thoughts they will out my god,,, in love 😚

@theendisnear-buygold is rowen 🤭and i call them my light and my everything 💓 they're cool and cute (can't take compliments hehe) and like really funny and skjhd they're one of the coolest and relatable and informative blogs ik on here like dude teach me to be you, but i ended up being in love- as if i wasn't the min i came accross them

@wings-of-angels is max ♥️ and i call him my love, my pretty boi, and my love 💕 he's just that cute lil boi I'll never get enuff off, i luv him so much it's impossible not to, tho he's shy and cute he's really funny and loving 🤭💝

honorable mentions: yet to be wooed/hj @petulanceinaprettyflower is pams! 💖 and i call her star or starrie and my god she's lovely! whether it be poems, support or moodboards, you can never get enough of her blog 😭🌸

@hyacinths-on-my-grave is cole, the poetry 🤌, the talent ✨, the variation 😌, sir lend sone to us, he's one of my first besties on here and just absolutely shkhs AMAZING!

@ghost-spidey is spidey! my favourite person to threaten and get threatened by 😌🔪✨, they're just interesting and unique and they'll surprise you hehe :3 (also bestie i hope ur hydrated 🙃🔪)

EVERYBODY, GUYS this fierre and he's the technically me (enfp-t) but but, he's cute and he's cool and he's big on chaos and he writes so well! and they're just absolutely lovely 🥰🌹

also you, rowen, max and i love boyfriends so yeah hehe shkhfs 🤭💞

on that note, i only call you my chaos partner and what else are you comfy with 👀

this turned out to be longer than i expected 😃 apologies lol

before any misunderstandings I'd like to introduce to uhh marriages

with love,

myraa <3

Ooh I’d love to meet them- /gen