#I know I said I'd draw him better since I missed out on his birthday

[jjinpang]

[king-of-colors]

happy birthday jeremy jordan!!

because it's his birthday, i drew jay gatsby climbing back over the fence after only tea. because i thought it was funny and it turned out better than i expected. colored version and uncolored.

also this. rip the quality (i traced the set pieces on the side and his silhouette guys, no i'm not that good at drawing)

now i'm going to yap about jeremy for far too many paragraphs, feel free to scroll past lmao

some of this may be inaccurate or out of order (or incoherent) because, honestly, i don't remember all the details of my jeremy journey (instinctively went to type 'jordan'-)

okay, so, although i've only known who he is for about seven months, i guarantee that watching hazbin hotel is one of the best decisions i could've ever made. because then i learned about jeremy, fell in love with his voice, then watched newsies. and so my love for musical theater was born and now i'm a complete and utter theater nerd (as many people who know me can tell you lmao).

because i have far too much free time, i will now construct a vague timeline of when i watched/discovered things jeremy's in. like i said, far too much free time.

i watched hazbin on april 1st and 2nd, binged it pretty fast lmao. completely didn't know beforehand that it was a musical, so that was a nice surprise. and, yeah, this lucifer guy, love him to death (haha). then this video popped up on my youtube home page, and i really like hazbin, so sure why not.

fast forward a bit, i looked at jeremy's imdb or wiki page and wait- huh? he's in tangled the series?? (which is actually a really funny coincidence, because a few years back, early on during the pandemic, i watched the first episode of tts. which is indeed the one with varian. so i'd actually heard him before). so i figured, why not watch that, i know jeremy jordan has a great voice.

sometime around here, i start watching yt vids of jeremy's performances. she used to be mine, it's all coming back to me now, all those. also gave the english concept album of death note a listen, since i'd seen it on jeremy's wiki page.

it's the end of april now, and i'm going somewhere with no wifi for a little over a week, so i download tts. (funny story, i accidentally didn't download the last two episodes, so i started s2, and was just confused. like huh?? i didn't see that happen.. my dumbass didn't realize that i was missing episodes until i was like a bit into s2. tragic)

few days in, i remember that i actually have newsies downloaded somewhere, and hey isn't jeremy jordan in that? (recognized it from aforementioned yt vid on hazbin actors) so i watch it and fuck yeah that was pretty good, loved the set especially.

(here's when i added santa fe to my playlist. before i watched newsies, actually.)

fast forward through may (honestly, may was a blur lmao). i finished tts, was briefly obsessed with wicked, discovered a few more projects jeremy was in (lsoh, b&c), found out he could've been in the greatest showman, watched la la land, finally gave chappell roan a listen. stuff like that.

june (and also july)! and, what's this? the great gatsby? (the first three releases) loved past is catching up to me, didn't realize roaring on was noah ricketts, etc. then the bonnie & clyde proshot (i managed to find a slime on yt, unfortunately it got deleted. i do have it downloaded if anyone wants it)

august. watched the last five years (i didn't know it was told backwards from her perspective and forward from his because i didn't read the summary. do you know how confused i was 💀)

september! one of the best months of my life ngl. saw the great gatsby on the 13th (and hamilton on the 25th). saw the whole cast except for noah ricketts (dan rosales was brilliant though). it was amazing bro, no other notes really. when i first saw him on stage, i nearly died, and then he started singing and i actually did /pos. everyone was so good, i can't even

and, yeah, here we are.

i don't know why i decided to make this post help 😭

if you read all this, thank you? i guess?

have a nice day and, idk, stop scrolling tumblr, take a break

[possessiveandobsessive]

Hi all! I was thinking about the fact that it mostly shows and talks about Jake teaching his sons to hunt and fight in the Way of Water, and I kept thinking that it was likely that Neytiri took part in their training, especially in the realm of hunting. She taught Jake, and it's clear she's better with a bow than him. So figured I'd write something short about Neytiri helping Neteyam hunt. Hope you enjoy!

Second Hunt

Neteyam's first hunt had gone horribly. To be clear, he was a great shot. When he practiced with his bow, shooting at targets his father set up for him, he hit the center nearly every time. But when his father had finally taken him hunting for his eleventh birthday, he missed every shot. Half of his attempts weren't anywhere near the animal he was hunting, instead flying off into the forest. His last attempt had ended in him grazing the back end of a thanator that neither him nor his father had noticed, and their hunt ended with his father having to grab him and flee the enraged beast.

He arrived home incredibly ashamed and discouraged. Everyone in the clan had been anticipating the young hunter bringing home a prized kill that would be cooked and served with dinner that night. When Neteyam arrived empty handed, he could feel everyone sending each other and his family glances. He failed. And nobody had expected it.

He ignored his father's reassurances that it was okay. His father tried to tell him over and over that he himself had failed hunts many times when Neytiri was teaching him, but Neteyam was well aware that the circumstances were comletely different. He may have been only 11, but he'd been training with a bow in the forest since he could HOLD a bow. He should have been able to bring home something. He felt the shame he brought to his family. He barely touched the food his mother made them for dinner, instead getting lost in his misery. He went to bed hungry that night.

Neteyam spent the next several days shooting his bow at targets until his fingers were raw and bloody. He didn't understand. He hit every target when he practiced. At one point, he split his own arrow at the center of a target. So why could he not hit a single thing when he hunted with his father before? On his fourth day of constant, repetitive practice, his mother came up behind him as he was drawing his bow for his millionth shot of the day.

"Neteyam." she said quietly. He turned to look at her, and one look at her face caused his eyes to fill with tears. "Why did I fail? I can hit all of these targets all day, but I couldn't hit anything on my hunt. What is wrong with me?"

Neytiri brushed her hand through her eldest son's braids and looked at him for a moment. He was so like her. She knew telling him he had not failed would mean nothing to him. He had already decided his failure. So, instead she removed her hand from his head and told him to follow her. "Bring your bow." she called behind her to him. He blinked and scrambled to follow her, retrieving several of his arrows and chasing her deeper into the forest.

Neytiri gestured for Neteyam to follow her quietly, sinking into a crouch and silently moving through the foliage. Neteyam followed in the same way, taking care to watch where he placed his feet. He nearly tripped, he had been focusing so hard on his foot placement. His mother caught him, "Look forward," she said, "Your body knows what to do, how to move. You need to trust it." He frowned at her but did what she said, slowly focusing less on his own movement, and more on the path ahead. He began to move as silently as his mother, with just as little hesistation.

Finally his mother stopped in front of him, putting her hand out behind her to signal him to do the same. She pointed through the leaves in front of them to where a small viperwolf was eating alone in a small clearing. She turned back to Neteyam and said, "Take aim." He looked at her for a moment, insecurity and fear flashing across his face, before slowly raising his bow and eyeing the animal. He felt his mother's hands on his back between in his shoulder blades and on his stomach. "Breathe and calm your heart Neteyam. Your body knows how to make the kill. Trust yourself and fire. Do not doubt, and you will hit it."

Taking a deep breath, Neteyam briefly closed his eyes. Snapping his eyes open suddenly, he released his hold on the arrow and let it loose into the clearing. With wide eyes he watched the viperwolf fall to the ground, the arrow having struck it in the heart. He whipped around to look at his mother who smiled at him. "Go. Say the words and collect your kill." she said. Neteyam quickly made his way into the clearing, heart still racing and said the rite honoring the animal's life and sacrifice for the people before lifting it over his shoulder and turning back to his mother. She was still smiling proudly and nodded her head over her shoulder to signal they were headed back home.

Neteyam walked into the village with his head held high and his chest swelling with pride. People turned their heads as he walked through towards his family's home. Whispers turned to whoops of joy and encouragement and Neteyam let himself grin widely as he continued his march home. When he arrived, his father looked up and did a double take when he saw Neteyam and Neytiri. He stood up and whooped at his son before ruffling his hair and congratulating him. "Neteyam the mighty hunter returns victorious!" he shouted proudly. Neteyam grinned at him and presented his kill for his father to get a good look at and for his siblings to see.

He felt his mother come up behind him and place both of her hands on his shoulders. As his father takes the dead viperwolf from him and Lo'ak jumps and demands a look, he turned to look at Neytiri. "You were never a failure Ma Neteyam." she says, "You doubt yourself too much. When you doubt and fear, so does your bow waver. When you take aim, do so proudly and surely my son. You will never miss again." He smiled at her, seeing nothing but pride and warmth in her gaze. He hugged her tightly around her waist, "Thank you mother." he mumbled into her stomach. She hugged him back, and they stay like that until they heard Jake getting irritated with Lo'ak's jumping and climbing on him. Mother and son look at each other and chuckled before going over to join the others.

That night they eat the kill Neteyam made for dinner, and his mother helps him add a bead to his songcord. A bead for his first kill, on his second hunt.

[phenomenalgirl9]

Renascence: Hwang Hyunjin x OC

Part 6

Summary: The arcanes are everywhere around you they are actually more normal than you think, but what of the anomalies in the arcane like Y/n? It definitely isn't easy. Especially when nature is always out there to get you and the ones you love. Losing a loved one is difficult but when you've done it a couple of times. No matter how many births he took, watching Hyunjin fade wasn't easy for you. How far are you willing to go this time to protect him? Would things be different this time around?

A/n: Happy Birthday Jinnie! a late upload cause of my procrastinating ass!

WC: roughly 1k

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Ever since the attack you couldn't sleep alone at night. You've had either Minho or Amber to sleep beside you. You felt safer around them, their smell calmed you down.

So here you were cuddled up in bed with Amber, her strong arms holding your torso, as light snores left your mouth. A ringtone sharpened both of your senses as you both jumped up. She stood up and walked to the window with the phone. "San, this better be important," she said as soon as she picked up. "What?! Okay" she hung up "We need to rush to the pack house. They brought someone in" Amber said.

"Brought someone in?" You said rubbing your eyes and grabbing onto Amber's waist and smelling her. "You hungry?" She asked. "Nope" you said, "You just smell nice". Slowly the two of you got up, putting on some jackets as it was way too early to get dressed. You pulled up your hood and left your room to find Jungwon and Jeongin in sweats and Jackets. "Why are you two up?" you asked. "We'll go with you" Jungwon and Jeongin said together. "Were you eavesdropping?" Amber asked in shock. "No but we heard shuffling and you spoke loudly" Jeongin answered and you nodded.

As you inched closer to the pack house (which is huge, mind you) you saw a very familiar car, "she called him too? It must be serious" Amber said. "She called at 5 in the morning, I'd kill her if this wasn't serious" you said yawning. You all exited the car and walked inside. A well known smell reached you, one that you haven't got up close for a long time. You walked in to find Ryujin and Felix with a person tied up on a chair. Jungwon smartly walked up and pulled up the guy's head for and you screamed "OH MY GOD!".

"Ryujin!" You tried to scold her but the girl started explaining. "He was drawing your portrait.. portraits! And that too for DAYS!". "Looks like it's started again" Minho said as he stepped out of a room with Chan and San on tow. "I'll stay out here, you fill them in. They need to know" He said looking at you, and you nodded.

You took one last glance at the guy tied to the chair and walked inside the room again with the others. They all took a seat, Jeongin and Jungwon smartly rushed to the three-seater and patted the middle seat for you. You looked at Amber smiled and took a seat on the other one as you sat between these two. "So um..... I" you fumbled, you kept this part of your life in dark for a long time. Jeongin and Jungwon held onto your hands for support, and you took a sigh. "He is my mate" you finally said. "What?" everybody spoke out almost in sync, everybody but Amber, she knew, not the details that you were about to spill, but she knew.

"He is a muhang and mostly unaware of that.." you went into explaining how you met him for the first time, until he went missing then when you met him a few years later you saw him and the situation. "That whimp is a Muhang?" San said, more like he didn't intend to but oh well. And you nodded. "So is this the first he appeared in 130 years?" Jeongin asked, as he has been with you for that long and never heard of Hyunjin, until you told him a few days back. "No, I have been running away for the past 2 lives," you said, and his face lit up with realization as to why you kept moving from place to place a few decades ago. "But why? And you can't leave this time" Ryujin said and you nodded. "His life was always short when I was in it, I heard an elder say that the luck of my anomaly affects his as he is not an Arcane, Muhang yes, but he is practically still a human. And it's always so painful to keep losing him, especially the last time" you said and took a breath and started.

"There was an underground organisation, they said it was some humans, they were trapping arcanes, mainly muhangs who are easier to find it records are checked it was the mid-1700s." You said and Felix spoke up "After the witch trials and stuff" to make things clear, and you nodded as he motioned you to continue. "This organization was said to be a project that was being handled by generation after generation. They had taken hold of a handful of Muhangs, but those were never seen again to this date. Now, this was around 1750, and the organization called themselves some Black Knights that will supposedly purify the earth. They started actively tracking down Hyunjin. And after a point, they got so big that we started meeting dead ends, and one evening they cornered us, it was either let them take him or we both die trying. He made me" your throat got dry and eyes stung with tears. "I... had to kill him, with my own hands, By the time Seoghwa had tracked me with the help of Minho, it was too late" you said and broke down and the 2J from both sides immediately hugged you. They all wore worried expressions. That was when you heard a commotion from outside and a very irritated Minho saying "Shut up! I swear I'll slit your throat if you make one more sound"

All of you rushed out and you exclaimed "Minho? Why is there tissue in his mouth?"

He whipped head to look at you and pointed at Hyunjin and said "He woke up and started screaming, I had to shut him up"

"Now what do we do with him?" Felix asked, in a deep intemidating voice.

The moment Hyunjin's eyes fell on you they went wide and he fell silent, staring at you soundlessly.

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Meanwhile

"Are you sure he is not at any other of your friend's house?"Yeonjun asked again. As Seungmin passed through the art studio, "Yes hyung, he probably stayed here for the night and went for a coffee, I'll call you when I find him" he said, "the Bin had too many paper" he said to himself when the strokes seemed familiar and he knew why. That was when he saw something beside Hyunjin's workstation, a student ID card that read:

"LEE FELIX"

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TXT - The Fanfic: CHAPTER 5

And the years passed. Soobin continued going to school and quickly learned English, almost to a native level. His bonds with the boys he met in his first week of classes grew stronger, and they all became a close-knit group of friends. Soobin still had occasional conflicts at school, but they never escalated, and his new friends always helped him. I had seen them a few times at Soobin and Kai's birthdays, but they never really talked to me. Maybe they were shy.

As for me, I continued studying at home. I would look at the dictionary Soobin gave me a couple of times a week, but when his English improved enough for us to have conversations without it, it ended up abandoned on my shelf.

The truth is, my life didn't change much during those years. My habits and routines remained almost the same. I kept writing stories and drawing, of course, with better quality each time. I continued waiting for Soobin every day after school, especially when his brother went to university.

However, with the onset of adolescence, my relationship with my friends changed a bit. We no longer gathered to play as we used to but preferred more relaxed evenings in quiet places. Soobin had made it a habit to come with my mother and me to the market on Sundays to meet up with the Huening siblings.

Our conversations were usually trivial. Sometimes they talked about school, other times I told them about the books I was writing. There always seemed to be something to talk about.

There were times when we arrived with little inspiration, and then Lea (who was the oldest in the group) would try to pry private information out of us. Obviously, these kinds of questions made us very uncomfortable, so we quickly changed the subject.

It was the summer of '27. It was a very hot day, and Soobin and I had gone to the riverbank to cool off a bit. He was lying next to me on the grass. I thought he had fallen asleep since he hadn't said anything for a while and had his eyes closed. However, he took a breath and sat up, suddenly looking at me with a serious expression.

"What's wrong?" I asked immediately.

"We received a letter from my sister."

"From your sister?" I repeated.

"She's pregnant... with her second baby. She wants us to go meet them."

"Oh..." I paused, processing the information. "Will you travel to Korea?"

"Lía... my family wants to go there for almost a year," he declared with an even more serious expression. "I'll be spending the entire next school year there."

I stayed silent for a long time. I wasn't sure how to react, so I opted to ask him directly how he felt.

"And how does that make you feel?"

"Do you want to know the truth?" he said, looking away to the side. "I argued with my parents. My brother isn't going. I don't understand why I have to. I haven't seen my sister in seven years. I know it's rude to say, but she hasn't really contributed much to my life. Honestly, I don't care that she's pregnant. Why can't she come here?"

Soobin sounded genuinely upset. When he was angry, he started talking faster and gesticulating brusquely with his hands.

"I swear I'd rather stay here with you!" he said, sighing.

A long, heavy silence followed. Even though he was looking at the ground, I could see his ears turning red.

"I don't want you to go either," I responded very slowly.

When we were younger, in vulnerable situations like this, we would hug to cheer each other up, but it had been a long time since we'd even touched. Even though our friendship had grown stronger, age had created an invisible barrier of tension between us that I couldn't describe. We were no longer able to see each other as the simple children we used to be.

Finally, I let my hand rest carefully on his shoulder, which made Soobin instinctively lean against me.

We stayed silent for several more minutes. Soobin remained wrapped around me as I stroked his back, trying to comfort him.

"You'll be fine. It's your family. I'm sure your sister has missed you a lot and is eager for you to meet her babies," I tried to reassure him.

"I'm scared..." As he said this, his voice broke a little and a shiver ran through his body.

Holding him in my arms, I could feel that his body temperature had become much higher (even for a hot day like this) and he had started to sweat a bit more.

"What are you scared of, Soobin?" I asked, concerned.

"That you'll forget about me," he said, holding back a sob.

"Forget about you?" I asked, surprised. "I've seen you every day for so many years. Do you really think I could forget about you?"

Soobin shrugged and pulled away from the hug. He hugged his knees and fell silent again.

"Would you forget about me?" I tried to reason with him.

"Impossible," he shook his head. "Not in a million years could I forget you!"

He raised his voice, so I took his hand, trying to get him to lower his tone. However, we both fell silent, and he held my hand. He tried to calm down and spoke again, this time in a calm voice.

"I would never forget my best friend," he said, turning to me.

Our eyes met, and I felt sparks. Soobin was becoming a very handsome guy right before my eyes, and it seemed I hadn't realized it until that moment. I looked away and continued talking.

"When are you leaving?"

"We'll leave in mid-August. The trip is very long," he explained.

"There's still almost a month left. We'll be together, okay?"

Soobin nodded and then stood up, letting go of my hand as he did so.

"It's getting late. We should go back."

I got up and followed him through the forest, reaching the door of his house. He stood in front of me with a rather strange expression. I could sense the uncertainty and fears he was feeling, all mixed with the characteristic shiny eyes he had after crying.

"I'll tell the guys tomorrow," he said, pressing his lips together a bit. "I'll miss them too."

"It's only a year, Soobin. It's not forever. You'll be back before you know it."

"I hope so..."

He looked at me again and then went into his house without saying anything else.

The following weeks went by too quickly. August 14th arrived, Kai's birthday. Soobin would be leaving two days later, and none of us wanted the sadness to ruin the celebration.

We arrived at the Huening's house a little late. The rest of the guests were already there.

Honestly, it had been a long time since I'd seen the rest of our friends. In fact, the last time was at Soobin's birthday party (in December). They looked very different compared to the last time. I remembered them as kids, and now I could almost see the shadow of a mustache on Beomgyu.

Lea and Bahiyyih greeted me, and I stayed with them while the boys talked among themselves.

"Have you already thought of an ending for your book?" Lea started, intrigued.

"I'm not sure..." I knew they were referring to the moral dilemma the protagonist of my book was facing, who was in love with two amazing men at the same time. "What do you think she should do?"

"I like Ben, but I have to admit Daniel is more daring," declared the youngest.

"Why does the protagonist have to choose? If she's in love with both, she should stay with both," reflected the oldest.

"What are you saying? How can she stay with both?" I laughed, surprised. "I was thinking she should let them decide."

"Let them decide? Lía, if it were up to them, they'd rather lose a foot than let her go. Trust me, she has to stay with both."

At first, I thought Lea was joking, but then I realized she was completely serious and began to question the situation.

"But if she stays with both, won't they feel jealous?"

Bahiyyih and I looked at Lea intrigued, wondering how she would resolve the situation.

"If they're truly in love, they'll do whatever it takes for her happiness," she concluded with a mischievous smile.

After that, we approached the boys, still laughing. They looked at us judgmentally.

"Look at them, already talking about their girl stuff," Yeonjun said mockingly.

"They were probably talking about boys," Taehyun laughed, provoking a chorus from the rest of the boys.

"Lea talking about boys? I don't think so..." Yeonjun teased.

The boy spoke too quickly. Lea extended her arm and smacked him on the back of the head quite hard.

"Certainly not talking about boys like you," she smiled maliciously.

Despite this, we all had a great time that day. In fact, I think we all managed to forget that Soobin would be leaving soon. Even Soobin himself.

When the celebration ended, we helped clean everything up. By the time we were ready to leave, the sun had already set.

"Are you all sure you don't need us to walk you home?" Mr. Huening asked.

"No, sir," Beomgyu said, trying to stand a little taller.

But Mr. Huening wasn't really referring to the boys, as I noticed he was looking directly at me.

"No, sir," I smiled after glancing at Soobin, who was already by my side, ready to leave.

"Alright then," he retreated with a smile.

Kai approached us with a smile, but when he stopped, he looked at Soobin and his expression changed.

"Have a good trip, 친구."

Kai extended his hand to Soobin, but when Soobin shook it, Kai pulled him in for a hug.

"I'll miss you," he continued.

"I'll miss you too, 친구," Soobin replied, a bit emotional.

The other three seemed to deflate as they approached us.

"I can't believe you're leaving," Taehyun started.

"We're really going to miss you in class," Beomgyu continued.

"I guess I won't have to beat anyone up for picking on you for a while..." Yeonjun said, coming closer with an affectionate smile.

Soobin smiled warmly at everyone and gave them a group hug.

"I doubt I'll find a group of crazies like you guys in Korea."

"We're irreplaceable!" teased Yeonjun.

Finally, the boys separated and the sisters approached him.

"I'm sure your nephews will be adorable," said Bahiyyih a bit nervously.

Soobin stayed silent for a moment, then replied with a smile, "My sister is pretty. I'm sure her kids will be too."

Lea smiled and looked at her sister. Then she turned back to Soobin and added, "But I bet she's not as pretty as these sisters." She smiled and hugged him.

The younger sister followed, and both hugged him affectionately. Lea had grown up a lot. She was tall, and as she hugged Soobin, I realized they were about the same height. They separated and then said goodbye to me in a slightly less emotional manner.

The five of us left the house and said our goodbyes one last time before Soobin and I took the path towards our respective homes.

It was a pleasant night, a bit humid, but with a cool breeze. Soobin and I walked through the city streets in silence, side by side, accompanied by the sound of our footsteps on the cobblestone.

"What will you do when I'm not here?"

"I guess I'll visit the Huenings more often," I started. "By the way! Your friends were nicer today."

Soobin laughed and looked at me. "I told you they've matured a lot lately. You should give them a chance and hang out with them more…"

"I'll consider it," I sighed a bit. "Beomgyu seems kind."

"Beomgyu is kind," he corrected me. "In fact, they all are. They just don't know how to deal with girls. You've seen them. They're like primates," he laughed and then, after taking a breath, concluded, "If you get a chance to hang out with them, show them who's boss." He smiled, joking.

"Hey, I'm not that bossy!" I laughed, a bit confused by his comment.

"It's a joke," he laughed. "But still, I think you'd quickly put them in their place."

"Not as quickly as Lea," I laughed.

"Lea is a very strong girl," Soobin pointed out.

"She's not strong. She's just very mature. She always has been. Like the mother of the group."

"Exactly! Like the mother of the group," he agreed.

When we reached the dirt path leading to our homes and left the city, we were illuminated only by the moonlight and the occasional passing cars.

I was walking distractedly. The sounds of the night relaxed me, and I had stopped paying attention to Soobin, who was walking silently beside me. However, the calm I felt was disrupted when a car passed us too closely, causing Soobin to pull me aside.

"Hey, be more careful!" Soobin shouted at the car, which quickly disappeared from sight. "Are you okay?" he asked, looking me over worriedly.

"Yes, don't worry," I replied, checking myself. "It was just a scare."

Soobin exhaled in relief and moved back to my side, this time keeping me farther from the road.

"I'll stay on this side, okay?"

"Okay, but only if you don't get hit."

"If I get hit, I won't have to go to Korea," he joked.

"That's not funny!" I looked at him seriously.

"I'm not going to get hit, Lía. Don't worry," he continued laughing.

We started walking again in silence. No more cars passed by, and once again, I got lost in the sounds of the night. However, I noticed Soobin moving a little closer to me, making me feel his warmth on my arm. I didn't think much of it, but a few steps later, the back of his hand brushed against mine. I felt my heart skip a beat, but I didn't pull my hand away. Neither did he, which made me realize it wasn't accidental. I began to feel Soobin's fingertips lightly touching mine, and despite the tension it was causing me, I went along with it. Finally, his hand intertwined with mine. I felt my cheeks burning, but I think Soobin was just as surprised as I was.

We were already quite close to our houses, the lights visible a bit further down the road. Suddenly, Soobin took a few quick steps and positioned himself in front of me, still holding my hand. He looked at me seriously, then down at our joined hands. His lips were pressed together: in him, an unmistakable sign of shyness.

"What's wrong?" I asked, pretending to be casual.

"I've held your hand hundreds of times…" he began. "But today, it feels different," he said slowly.

He took my hand and placed it on his chest, making his quickened heartbeat obvious to me.

"Why do I feel like this?" he asked, confused and frustrated.

I couldn't help but laugh, maybe from nerves. When I composed myself, I looked into his eyes with a sweet gaze, my cheeks glowing a soft strawberry pink.

"Maybe it's because I've passed it on to you," I joked with a serious face, shrugging.

Soobin's eyes lit up, and he took both of my hands in his, stepping a bit closer and closing the distance between us.

"I can't say I haven't felt this way before around you…" he confessed almost in a whisper. "But right now, I'm almost more nervous than the first time I saw you," he said, looking away.

I intertwined my fingers with his and sought his eyes. Our hands were damp and trembling even as they were entwined.

"I've felt this way many times too," I said, looking down. "But yes, it does feel different now."

"I guess we're not kids anymore," he reflected.

He looked into my eyes in silence, both of us processing the words he had just spoken. He moved closer to me, slowly, until the distance between us disappeared. Soobin let go of my hands and wrapped his arms around me. I felt like my heart was going to explode if he moved even a single centimeter closer.

He gently stroked my cheek and tucked my hair behind my ear. Then he seemed to take a breath for a second, perhaps trying to gauge his next move.

I felt him getting closer, and I closed my eyes. Right after that, I felt his lips embrace mine in what was our first kiss.

As we separated our faces, I gazed at his bright eyes in the dim light. We both smiled, trying to release the tension.

"See? I'm not going to forget you," I assured him, almost as a promise.

"No, you won't," he said just before kissing me again, this time a bit more tenderly.

After that, he finally walked me to my front door and said goodbye until the next day, which we knew would be a tough one.

[m4rs-ex3]

what am i gonna sit here and give one example? yeah ok

writing

(graphic novels) like obviously i fucking love ttm like c'mon. also i'd be lying if i tried to deny that the primary reason is the art like it is so gorgeous

dreamer's nightmare just. makes me so happy for reasons i can't articulate. i love callum i love baby callum i love angsty i love broyals i love callum ok maybe i figured it out and it's just that i love callum

(reflections) inheritance - i kind of like callum. also this is like the only timeskip callum thing we have and i will take it

dear callum - nough fucking said holy damn this rewired my brain chemistry

strangers - i cry...

deep below - been thinking a lot about it recently for obvious reasons. it's relevant as ever

chasing shadows - everything i could ever need. inheritance but long and also angstier

(other) lunabloom - AAAAAAA

midnight star - i mean i like callum, obviously i like poetry

merch

i'm putting the art book here but like. art book my love. concept art is already my favorite thing but tdp concept art? UGH

the wyp assassin's lotus pendant, crown ring, bug pal earring, stardust pendant, sol regem necklace, shield necklace. if anyone wants to buy these for me i'm open

art

these comics specifically. oh my god

my favorite posters !!!!

other from the character birthday articles on the website

"Gren prefers to keep things low-key for his birthday, but for years he’s been unable to because of Amaya’s love for surprise parties. Over the years he’s grown fonder of the parties, while growing more fearful of his favorite birthday treat, strawberry shortcake. He knows Corvus bakes a mean cake, but ever since he’s given in and begun letting Amaya help him prepare the birthday snacks, Gren’s found everything from clumps of flour to egg shells in those once-delectable bites."

(harrow) "Their yearly tradition has been a trip out to the Banther Lodge, where each person brings a vegetable or some other food for a giant birthday stew. Every year, Ezran tosses in a jelly tart and insists the stew just isn’t the same without it. Callum agonizes for a month over what to get his dad for his birthday, but always ends up drawing him a gift at the last minute, which Harrow, of course, cherishes."

"Janai isn’t the fondest of birthday festivities, but since she was young, her sister has demanded Janai has the biggest birthday celebration in all of Xadia." seeing that we really only ever see janai and khessa bickering i love this sm

"Before her mothers left on their ill-fated journey into Xadia, they left their baby daughter Aanya a small diary. It was full of thoughts and dreams and wisdom that the queens had hoped to pass to Aanya as she grew. On her birthday, Duren holds a celebration for their young Queen, where she gets her favorite treat: peach and pear crumble, baked from the fruit of the orchards just outside the castle. But Aanya’s favorite birthday tradition is to revisit her mothers’ book: their wisdom, their strength, and their guiding light as Aanya looks forward into another year as Queen." okay i'm sobbing?????

the information that callum loves fruit. i just enjoy it immensely

"Callum has one special birthday tradition that he always makes sure to find the time for: he draws the same picture of his family every year. It’s fun to flip back to his older drawings to see how much better his art has become over time ... His first drawing of Bait, too, is pretty much just a circle with angry eyes. He considers it among his best work."

"Every year, on the morning of her birthday, Rayla gets a special letter from her parents. They tell her of life as honorable Dragonguard, of their service to the Dragon King and Queen, and of course, how much they miss her." AAUGGUGUGH 😭 this hurts even more when you realize that because her parents were ghosted in winter, her 16th birthday was her first one without her parents' letter shoot me dead

"Rayla returns home to find her favorite dessert on the table: moonberry surprise. Runaan isn’t much of a cook, but he does his best."

"A second (but equally important) birthday tradition is the baking of Amaya’s favorite treat: oatmeal raisin cookies. Her standards for oatmeal raisin cookies are very high. Good oatmeal raisin cookies? Delicious perfection. Bad ones? Trash. Garbage. Unacceptable. Only Corvus’ baking can meet her standards, and the responsibility… nay, the HONOR of baking them each year means Corvus, tragically, has to skip the birthday sparring match." the way this is written is so funny

(lujanne) "The giant leech, however, is not allowed to attend [her party] due to an unfortunate… incident several years ago. Lujanne will not discuss this incident (the leech knows what it did)." HELLO??

OKAY HOLD THE FUCKING PHONE I HAVEN'T READ THESE IN A WHILE BUT LISTEN TO THIS FROM AARAVOS' "He thinks that if he cared for the idea, he’d like to remember the taste of a smooth red fruit a human had plucked from a tree for him, once. It had been so crisp, and so sweet." THEY DID NOT

(sarai) "For breakfast, pancakes with chocolate chips and stuffed toast with candied berries. For lunch, sweet pastries and fluffy muffins. For dinner, pies with fresh strawberries from Duren’s last harvest. And of course, a never-ending supply of Barius’ famous jelly tarts to fill the gaps between meals." this is literally my dream. she is actually me guys. this is my new birthday tradition

"They are always sure to leave at least one (or two, or three) at the base of her statue. Poppy seed with honey — her favorite." cry

(runaan) "Every year Rayla drags him to the Moonshadow meadow for a quiet day and a picnic (Ethari joins, too, usually putting up his hands and claiming, 'I’m powerless to stop her!')." the mutual birthday gifts between rayla and runaan are so sweet

"The next [present], a moonstrider cub (he knew Runaan liked them, he’d seen the young assassin pet them when he thought no one was looking)." this is also relevant and i'm happy

"Last year, he’d made his gift while Runaan was away on his dire mission in the human kingdoms: a three-eyed nightfox. A hunter, a beast of deadly fang, its crystal eyes glinting pale green and tail a swirl of coiled black wire. It doesn’t seem fitting now. Ethari makes another, and sets it beside the dark metal fox: the tear-shaped leaf of a weeping tree, wilting at its end." end me now

alright there wasn't much but that's about it. yeah i think this is one of my very favorite things about tdp is the quantity of bonus content. like i think it's plain to see that this crew just really loves their characters and their universe and their show (like even if you want to use the excuse of *lightning strike* c a p i t a l i s m most of this is from the website) and it feels very validating tbh

9 Days til Season 7!

What your favorite tdp bonus content? Short stories, official artwork, graphic novels, games, merch, etc!

[savnofilter]

Another Year Together

Todoroki x 『GN』Reader

↬ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ(s): intoxication, mentions of partying too hard, injuries and cleaning said injuries, crack (?), fluff.

↬ᴡᴄ: 2.5k [10 mins].

↬ᴀ/ɴ: ahhhh i was bummed that i dont have any sfw shouto reqs *cough cough* send some- *cough cough* anyways so i made up a scenario of my own! i have more fluff ideas i'd love to put out but this may be the birthday fic or i'll post something else tonight if i can~ every time there needs to be a party, just know either mina or kaminari threw it. also its a little rushed because i wanted to get this out tonight and this is the longest sfw piece ive ever written. ;; pffft hopefully you all will love this as much as i loved writing it, happy birthday shouto!

"Stay still." Shouto muttered to you as you squirmed away from the harsh sting the disinfectant alcohol caused your bruised skin.

"Mmmnhmm... M' sorry." You utter haltingly, your leg jerking once more from the sudden sensation. You look up at him with puppy eyes, guilt-stricken as you have already broken your promise.

He stared at you for a few seconds before his gaze softened as you stuck out your bottom lip with a sorrowful look on your face. As he smooths the cloth over your exposed thighs, he softly sighs under his breath, expertly concealing the roll of his eyes. Todoroki was relieved that your reflexes were still in shape, the abuse of the liquor not interfering much with your cognition... at least not too much. 

You two shared the same birthday. He had no idea that celebrating your big day of turning 21 would've been so hectic. As many things between you and Todorooki, you guys took today as a competition. The day started with you both trying to one-up each other since Todoroki’s lucky day was yours as well. First, your day with a breakfast made by him -- with the assistance of Bakugo of course. You couldn’t help the warm swell in your heart at how much effort he had put into it but it wouldn’t top you! While you two interned at the same agency it was pretty easy to surprise him with a big B-Day lunch and an obnoxious bouquet.

“This is a little too much…” 

“There is no such thing as too much for you, Sho.”

Truthfully, he felt that way because he wanted to wow you as well. He was glad that today was a calm day concerning his patrol watch, giving him time to map up his day today and think about all the other miscellaneous thoughts that roamed his head. The painting he had saved for this momentous day sat in the back of his head as he patrolled the streets, the small accessory along with it sitting next to the rest of his pee-pee pouches making him grow nervous. I had kept the small item with him in fear of losing it, the last thing he needed was it to go missing under his watch.

You on the other handheld no qualms about goofing off for the day. Now, you weren’t entirely wasting away the day, you just simply knew how to let loose. With the great news you’d be staying in the office you had more than enough time to help plan and finalize Todoroki’s surprise birthday party. You bit your lip as you checked in with your longtime friend, Kaminari, to host the momentous occasion. Your mind was mostly occupied with the thought of the party and the small but significant present that you had in your desk draw. You and Todoroki had the same mind, the only thing setting you apart is you somehow being more… airhead than him. 

Impossible, right? Not at all. That’s how it explains why he was busy cleaning up your injuries.

After being sent home early you had taken him out to lunch for some soba and well, boba as a great lunch treat — simple enough. You both were full upon going back home, giving you two a few hours to snuggle up and nap to rejoice with the sleep you two had lost from over the time having part-time heroes. Holding back the excited news of the party was hard to do, the first thing you did when you woke up was jump up and usher him to get up as well.

“What -- why??” Shouto glared as he was forced to sit up, rubbing his eyes with the free hand that you didn’t use to pull him up.

“C’mooonn! I just have one more thing to show you for today!” You beam brightly. Your facial expression was as bright as ever like you hadn’t just slept for 4 hours before that. Everything in his body wanted to resist but he couldn’t as he wouldn’t bring himself to. It took but only an hour for the both of you to get ready, sending Kaminari a quick text to make sure that everything was set for sure. 

“Honey, I know this might sound a little odd but I need you to put this on.” You hand him the blindfold once you find him dressed and ready. You couldn’t help but grin at his confused face when he stares at the piece of fabric.

“I thought you said we were going out?” He asks mildly confused, taking it and putting it on anyway.

You paused and gave yourself a moment to think about his response, your cheeks feeling hot at the insinuation. Todoroki’s small giggle makes you feel better about your flustered words, rolling your eyes annoyed when he teased you like that. “Just hold onto my hand okay?” You instruct, hand coming up to hold him as an example. He nods his head as he follows your lead, more excited than what he led on.

The trip from your apartment down to your car didn’t take too long, the assistance of helping him not trip over his shoes harder than you thought. It was hard to keep back your laugh as he fumbled here and there, the most highlight of your experience was helping him in his care (like he usually did with you) and even buckling in his seat (not something he did for you). You were practically buzzing in your seat in excitement as you took off as soon as you were ready, the journey to his place not too far from your own. You bobbed your head to the music of the radio as you vibed along with the beats, fingers tapping the steering wheel as you mumbled the lyrics to whatever song played. Had it not been winter time in Japan you would’ve had the windows down, but you had to settle with the subtle and gentle breeze of the heaters on your skin instead.

“We’re here.” You announced your arrival. You used the keycard Kaminari had given you as the entrance to his apartment complex and zoomed-in irresponsibly. It was easy finding a parking space on the higher levels conveniently the same as his home. You hopped out and helped Todoroki out from his seat and helped him to the elevator. “Promise me to have fun, okay?” The question was simple enough, but your level of fun always exceeded his. 

The sentence made him turn in your direction with confusion heavy on the top of his head. You took out the key from your pocket and jiggled it into the lock. As soon as he was about to open his mouth you yoinked the blindfold off his eyes, the first thing his eyes seeing your cheerful grin and everyone popping up from their hiding places and throwing the decorations up that they held in their hands.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” 

Todoroki was taken back from the whole thing. How many people were there, the familiar faces, the decorations, and just overall effort that was put into this. He couldn’t help but look over at you with the same adoration he normally did when you looked the other way. He was greeted by so many of his friends and mutuals, the overwhelming amount of gifts that sat on the table, and the arrangement of food and drinks that sat up in the spacious room. In the back of his head, he knew he would have to keep an eye on you, and he was right.

The group had gathered to get some cake to get it out the way, the bonus of ice cream filling your tummy with happiness. As soon as you had finished your dessert plate, you declared everyone should loosen up; since no one objected, you went straight for shots. First, it was one, two, then it was two at once, then it was some straight from Mina’s belly button. You held no restraint at your alcohol intake, taking the immature opportunity to drink to your heart’s content. While you were liberal with your amount, Todoroki decided to take in practically none. The verses of your habits are almost amusing to watch like your two contrasting but similar personalities.

Later in the night when the mayhem had started. You and a few friends decided to dance on a few more dangerous surfaces, guaranteeing the sacrifice of one of them being Kaminari’s glass table. 

“Holy shit—” Mina quickly rushed to your side, the same drunken posture and smile on her face as she tried to help you up, careful not to get the same glass shards that scattered the floor. “Are you okay-?!”

“YO Y/N WILDING!” Denki tries helping you up too, the help of the duo helping you somewhat.

You stumbled to get up, the flashlight of other people’s phones making you weary. “I-I’m fine-” You managed to let out, standing as you tried to clear your head and drink the water handed towards you. Either the H2O in that cup gave you courage or you simply went crazy. “let’s go again!” 

Todoroki was left speechless upon watching you continue to party on, knowing damn well he'd have to stop you soon. He wasn’t one to attend parties, and most times when he did they always ended up like this. It seemed after your fall that the knock had given you a sign to calm down at least, deciding to drink more beverages that didn’t hold liquor in it. After some time he had managed to get you in his lap, holding you as he monitored your well-being. 

As much as your reckless behavior would have annoyed someone else, he found it almost endearing. Well… not really in the sense you were drinking yourself silly, but in the fact that you still had the spirit to keep up and party even after the effects of your last hour of madness. It wasn’t long till you had gotten comfortable in his arms you had successfully partied yourself to sleep. Todoroki was careful in lifting you, thanking everyone from attending before quietly slipping out from the apartment. 

He took a deep breath as he somehow managed to find your car, maneuvering to get you into the car and hopping in on his side to drive you home. Todoroki made sure to drive carefully in hopes that you wouldn’t barf all over his car that you had used to get there. The drive back was much quicker than when you two had headed up since it was practically dead at night and the streets empty. He liked drives like these. A part of him was sad that you weren’t awake for it.

Your boyfriend repeated the same process when he had pulled into your apartment complex, picking up your body and bringing you up to your shared home. He was dedicated to getting you situated, prepared to take care of you as much as he needed to. That’s how he found himself tending to your scrapes and bruises right now.

“You know I’m never going to let you drink again.” Shouto teases you, smirking lightly at your sad expression.

“You’d never!” You argued back with the same teasing tone, moving to cross your arms, stifling the pain as you did so.

Todoroki snorts at your dedication to hold up the act, nodding his head as he finished cleaning up your legs. “You’re right. But don’t expect me not to monitor you from now on.” 

A smile tugs at your lips at his words, uncrossing your arms. The lingering drunk feeling still played in how you thought and spoke but not managing to affect how effortless it was to talk to Shouto. You blushed when he picked up your hands, kissing the back of your hands as he spoke to you once again.

“I have a present for you.” He mutters against your skin, eyes trained on the fresh bandages before looking up at you. He wasn’t looking for an answer and he didn’t wait for one either. He hoped that you couldn’t tell that he was weary, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small velvet box. 

Your eyes widened at the realization of what he held in his hand, your heart beating faster as you sat up in your chair. “Sh-Sho?”

“It’s not what you think.” He responds almost defensively. Shouto bites his lip in anticipation, fiddling with the little box. “... it’s a promise ring,” Todoroki concludes. He felt like he had to explain himself for the slightly expensive jewelry. “If you don’t want it-”

You had engulfed him in a hug, pulling him tight against you as you had started to sob. You couldn’t think of words for how happy you were. The only thing that had taken over your body was actions. You nuzzled your face into his neck once his arms wrapped around your shaking your body. His hands soothingly rubbed your back, letting you get out what you wanted. He couldn’t help but laugh when you pull away with the most love-filled face he’d ever seen you make.

“You okay?”

“I’m perfect!” You hastily wiped your face with the help of Shouto, shakily laughing once he leaned into pepper your face with kisses. 

“I was afraid that I scared you,” Shouto admits. You shake your head as you grab his hands, placing his palms on your cheeks, appreciating his soft palms.

“No… your hands are really soft…” You mumble. Your mind went blank as you tried to remember the next line you were going to speak, pouting as you looked around for the answer. The shock of him handing you the ring has successfully shaken you into processing your brain a little better, the heavy impacts of your drinking still lingering on.

“Are you okay?” He asks, worried. You nod your head in affirmation. 

“A kiss could cheer me up.” You give him the same puppy eyes that you used before, weaponizing your cuteness to your advantage. He slightly cringed at the thought, hesitating before leaning in and placing a soft kiss against yours. He prepared himself to taste the alcohol against his lips. He pulled away once he deemed it ready, wiping his mouth and getting the ring he kept in his hand the whole day.

“I think you owe me by wearing the ring for making me kiss you.” He huffs, slipping the ring on your finger, his heart beating at the sound of your giggle.

“Nah you love me without the ring~”

“Yes, but I’d prefer you with it on.” He stands up and holds his hand out for you, taking you into his arms once again for the night and carrying you to your room. “For now get some rest, okay?” He sat you down on the bed and got you changed out of your clothes, sneaking in a few playful kisses here and there to make you laugh. Shouto’s main focus was just to get you situated to sleep peacefully for the night. 

“G’night, Sho…” You mutter to him as you got comfortable in the sheets. Although the returning soreness didn’t go away you had managed to close your eyes and get comfortable.

“Goodnight.” He watched you until you fell asleep before leaving the room to prepare for you the pain medication you’d need in the morning for your impending hangover. 

You never needed the promise ring to let you know he loved you; his actions always told you so.

[iisuya-simps]

A Kings Coronation (Royal au – Otoya x Reader)

A/N: I've been trying to write this since his birthday celebration card came out

Klab please let me marry this man ~ I will give him my s o u l

God, I wish this were me...

Enjoy~

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Word count: 2458

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The day of Otoya's 18th birthday. Today he would be crowned king and take over the kingdom. You woke up early and rode all morning from your country to see him. A few hours later you woke to the sun shining in your eyes, seeing how you slept most of the way.

It was crowded when you got there. Guards lined up at every corner. People came far and wide to witness the crowning of a new king. You had to push through the crowd to even get close to the main balcony when a hand touched your shoulder.

“There you are! I finally found you!” You feel someone's arms wrap around your waist. It was him. “Otoya!” You turn and give him a hug, he squeezes you back. “Thanks for coming.”

“How could I miss my best friend's 18th birthday/coronation??” “Haha, this place is totally packed, huh? Just getting over here to you was crazy.” “They're all here for you.” You give a warm smile.

“Congratulations, King Otoya Ittoki.” You curtsy. “Gosh... Hearing you say it all formal like is kinda embarrassing.” He scratches his head. “Well, I'll answer as the birthday king should.” Otoya puts his hands on his hips puffing out his chest. “You have my thanks, dear Y/N.” Then bows. “Maybe that wasn't so regal...” you both laugh.

“Well, today is about to kick into high gear so stick close to me, ok?” “I promise I won't leave your side.”

“Still, I'd find you even if you vanished into thin air. We'll have lots more time to talk if we stick together, plus everyone can know about us right?”

“Know about us?”

“Let's go!” You follow close behind him but find it challenging with all of the people. You hesitate to grab his hand but he takes yours first. You look up and see his bright smile and wink as he guides you through the crowds of people till he sneaks you inside.

“Hey, there's something I'd like to show you.” “Oh?” “Close your eyes.” “Otoya...” You whine. “Come on it's a surprise!”

“Fine.” You close your eyes and he takes your hand guiding you slowly down the hall.

“Don't peek, ok?” “I wouldn't dream of it.” You go down a few halls then Otoya puts his hands over your eyes. “It's just up ahead, so put your trust in me. Keep walking straight.”

Continuing down the corridor you approach some steps and a large door. “There's a small staircase so watch your step.”

“Shouldn't I be the one surprising you?” “Maybe. But it's not often we see each other. Just a few more steps and we're here!” He takes his hands away from your face. “Open your eyes!” Revealed to you is a grand balcony with a gorgeous view of the land. “Ta da!”

“Wow, Otoya!” “Are you surprised?” “This is amazing! I've never been here before.” “This is the prettiest spot in the whole castle, so I had to show you! There's even an awesome view of the ocean!”

You can see every corner of the courtyard. You walk up to the railing and lean forward taking in the sights, Otoya joins you from behind.

“Beautiful isn't it? Wonderful weather, and a beautiful princess.” You giggle. “And a charming prince, soon to be king.”

You both heard a commotion from below. “Uhh, it looks like everyone is looking for me. They won't check here right?” He scratches the back of his head. “Maybe we should go back.” “Nah, it'll only be a few minutes, no harm done. Besides look!” Otoya shuffles in a bag behind his back.

“I brought us some cake for us to eat together!” You cross your arms. “Otoya isn't that for the reception?” “Well yeah but I want to eat it with you now... And it's my birthday so anything goes!” You shake your head and laugh. “Alright then, let's dig in.” “Yay!”

He places the plate on the table to the left of the balcony. “After you, princess.” He pulls out a chair. “How kind of you your majesty.” Grabbing two forks from his bag he sits across from you unwrapping the cake. “Waah, this looks sooo good. Itadakimasu!” You both took a bite savouring the vanilla cake and fluffy buttercream frosting.

“Mmm, I knew it.” “Knew what?” “That this cake is way tastier being here with you than at the party.” “Uh-huh.” “What? You don't feel the same way?” He pouts. “Everything's better with you, Otoya.” “Really? I think so too... With you I mean!” You both gobble down the rest of your cake not saying a word but simply enjoying each other's company.

“Ahh, that hit the spot. Shall we go?” “You have cake on your face silly. You'll look like a fool if you go out like that.” “Hmm? Where is it?” He licks around his lips. “No on your cheek, here.” You laugh stepping closer to wipe the icing with your thumb from his cheek. Sticking it in your mouth you then clapping your hands together.

“That's better.” “T-thanks...” He blushes but quickly recovers. “Well, the party's just getting started.” You place your hands on his shoulders. “Let's make this the best day ever!”

You and Otoya go back down to greet the people outside in the crowd. Staying closely by his side he never let you out of his sight. “Otoya there you are! I swear you have no sense of time. The ceremony is about to begin!” The queen crosses her arms. “Already?” “Yes, now let's go.” “But Y/N...” “I'll be fine.” You smile. He takes both of your hands in his. “I'll come to find you after, ok?” “Alright, now go get your crown.” You wink.

The crowning ceremony was lovely. Otoya took the coronation oath and made a speech. Afterwards, everyone gathered in the main ballroom then the celebration really began. You were wandering around near the edge of the ballroom when you felt a hand pull you around the corner.

“Hey.” “Oh hi.” You smile and fix your eyes on his crown. “So what's next, king?” “Hehe, come with me.” You spend the rest of the day greeting more people, enjoying the food at the banquet and listening to the royal orchestra. When nightfall came Otoya leads you away from the dwindling crowds to his bedroom to retire for the night.

“Wow, that was a blast.” You jump on his bed and sink into the duvet. “We hung out all day huh?” “Yup seems like it.” “Time flies when I'm with you. Oh! And did you hear the band? They were all like bweeh daa daa doooo.” Otoya mimics a violin shaking his head around.

“Ah! My crown is gonna fall!” He juggles it between his hands leaning over and catching it before it hits you. “Gotcha. Whoa!” The carpet slipping from under him he fell on top of you anyway. “S-sorry y/n!” There was a moment you stared into each other's eyes. You blushed a bright red then laughed.

“Cmon... no laughing. I just let my guard down a bit...” he pouts. “You're just a clutz, Otoya.” You scoot off to the other side of the bed. “Am not! I always act like a king should...” “Uh huh. So what does it feel like to be a king anyway?” He places his hand on his chin and ponders.

“It's not much different than being a prince yet I don't think. Though I guess a big responsibility falls on my shoulders now that I am a king. I have a whole kingdom to look out for after all. And you.” “I can look after myself.” “But you don't have to.” Otoya twiddles his thumbs together.

“Anyway... Today is special! After all, you're here with me.” He raises a brow. “Hey, why are you so far away? Didn't you promise not to leave my side? Come sit by me. You're making me lonely...” He pouts again. “Promise you won't fall on me again?” “Not on purpose.” “Haha.” You move closer and the both of you talk about the day's events. Though the whole time, you couldn't help feel butterflies dance in your stomach.

“I had a great time today, Y/N.” “Me too.” “Everything was so wild during the day, but now all I hear is you.” His hand caressing your cheek. You gaze, getting lost in his eyes. “Those lips hold the voice I cherish most.” His thumb brushes over your bottom lip. Leaning forward his lips meet yours as they come together in a sweet kiss. You stay like that for a moment, then part. You turn away embarrassed. “Wait what's wrong? Don't turn away.” He giggles. “You left yourself open for that.” You laugh too.

“Look at me.” He turns your head and your eyes meet once more. “I'm sorry I guess I just wasn't expecting that...” He places both hands on the side of your face slowly pulling you into another kiss. “Were you expecting that?” “Hehe.” You wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him back. You melt into each other drawing out each kiss for as long as you could. “I don't know, were you expecting that?” You both laugh and he pulls you into his arms.

“Oh, Y/N...” He sighs. “I just want you all to myself.” “So selfish, your majesty.” “Hey, a king's orders are absolute you know. That being said, I order you to stay and talk all night to me.” “I guess I cant disobey direct orders.” “Hehe, no you can't.” You lay back and chat in his arms, steadily getting more sleepy you yawn.

“Will you stay with me tonight?” “I did arrange to stay for a few days.” “Really? He beams then suddenly gets nervous. “W-what is it?” You ask, both looking serious and sit up.

“Y/N, would you stay longer if I asked you to marry me?” Your eyes widened. “O-Otoya I-”

“I know it's sudden, I just can't wait. I want you to be mine.” “Are you sure? There are plenty of other princesses that are dying for your hand in marriage.” “Well of course there are other princesses, but you're the only one I have my eyes on. You're too special not to be my beloved.”

“Otoya...” A happy tear slides down your cheek but he wipes it away and holds your hands. “Hows about I ask you again tomorrow? More formally.” “Okay.”

You're unable to hold back the grin from your face. Marry Otoya? Being his friend is one thing but this is a dream come true.

“Oh! I almost forgot!” You get up and grab your purse shuffling around. “Close your eyes Otoya.” “Ok ok... You take the little box from your purse and open it to place a small wooden triangle in his hand. “You can open your eyes now.” He looks down at his hand to see a small triangular pick. “A pick?” He studies it. “For your guitar!”

“Wha-” reaching under the bed you pull out a brand new redwood guitar. “Wow! For me?! Are you sure?!” “Of course! Otoya takes the guitar running his fingers over the frets and strings. “Happy birthday Otoya.” He sets the guitar down by the nightstand beside him. “Thank you Y/N!” He tackles you to the bed holding you tight.

You spend the rest of the night giddily talking about your goals, dreams and aspirations for the future. Eventually falling asleep next to each other.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

In the morning you wake to a blushing Otoya combing his hand through your hair and your eyes flutter awake.

“Good morning, Y/N.” Otoya presses a kiss to your forehead. “Morning.” You yawn. “Did you sleep well?” “That was the best sleep I've had in a while.” Otoya beams. “Good, are you hungry? Would you like breakfast? I could have the cook bring us something.” “That sounds lovely.”

“I'll be right back!” Otoya rushes off to the kitchen and has a special breakfast made. He returns with the cook serving both of you a buffet.

“Otoya!! We cant eat all this!?!” "That's ok, there's plenty of variety so just pick what you want!” You share a large breakfast together in bed. Otoya insists on feeding you dessert, but after the feast you just had you couldn't possibly take another bite.

After a quick rest, Otoya leads you on a stroll through the garden. It's early spring and the flowers are just starting to bloom. You're walking along when you pull Otoya to a stop.

“Hibiscus!” You wander over to the colorful display of red, yellow, white and pink flowers. “Hibiscus is my favorite flower.” You hold back your hair and take in the sweet almost fruity fragrance. “Y/N.” Otoyas hand takes yours.

“We've known each other since we were kids. As the years have gone by I've realized how special you are to me as a friend and something more. I promise to love and protect you as I will my kingdom. With you by my side, I feel as if I can do anything. I will give you each and every one of these flowers and more.” Otoya kneels down in front of you.

“My heart belongs to you and only you.” You gasp as he opens the velvet box to reveal a dazzling yet subtle ring. “Say you'll be mine, forever and always.”

“Otoya...” You tear up once more. “Yes, of course I'll be yours!” He stood and took the ring out of the box placing it on your finger. You leap to hug him almost knocking him over in the process. This was better than you could ever imagine.

"Otoya, I love you." Your heart pounds as you pull back to look him in the eyes.

"I love you too, Y/N." You share a very heartfelt passionate kiss.

Otoya plucks a flower from one of the branches and tucks it in your hair.

“There, for my beautiful bride to be.” You plant a gentle kiss on his cheek and walk hand in hand back to the castle where you greet the queen.

You feel quite foolish when you realize that it was your parent's plan all along to get you two together, but it worked out so naturally you didn't care. You were getting married to the guy of your dreams, and that was a miracle within itself.

Your wedding was celebrated with your family and civilians from far and wide.

But with Otoya by your side, this truly was a dream come true.

[morimallow]

Dive With Me

⚠ : slight (?) NSFW in the beginning.

pairing: Hoshiumi Korai x reader because he be second to my Morisuke.

HOLY SHIT, I FORGOT. THIS CONTAINS SLIGHT SPOILERS ABOUT THE HAIKYUU MANGA.

“K-Korai..!” you called out his name as you tightened around his dick. “Slow down.. a-ahh..” You grabbed the edge of the headboard to gather some strength because he was pounding into you real good. He was filling you to the brim, hitting the exact same spot over and over again.

He leaned closer to you with his mouth dangerously near your ear. Hearing his soft grunts and heavy breathing just turns you on even more than before. “If you want me to slow down, you have to beg,” he pulls out his thick cock until only the tip is in, he continued, “louder, for my name,” he thrusts in you in one swift harsh move, “and harder, my darling.” You clenched your dripping pussy upon hearing that endearment he only uses in bed.

You moaned and screamed his name as he thrusted in and out of you harder and faster. “Fuck, baby. Are you trying to milk me, huh? You feel so fucking good.” Without a word, you squeezed him inside you as you ride out your orgasm prolonged by your boyfriend's hot groans and marks by sucking your neck. Korai followed you and came inside, his thick cum filling up the condom haha u thought practice safe sex.

After resting for a bit, he stood up in all his crowning glory I mean dude he's seriously hot threw the condom in the trash bin and went back to the bed spooning you.

He placed soft open-mouthed kisses on your shoulder and nape, secretly trying to look at your phone screen.

“Korai, love,” you started and he hummed in response, his all attention on you. “Can we adopt?”

He moved his hand from your waist down and started drawing soothing circles on your stomach. “Why? Is one of us infertile or something? We can just make one. You should've told me to stop using con—” You cut him of by your hysterical laughter.

“Fuck!” You continued laughing, grabbing his hand tightly around your stomach as it starts to hurt. Then finally, you said, “But we can't make a whale, babe. I want a whale.”

Right then, you were now laying on your back and you see in your peripheral vision that your boyfriend is staring at you— blankly. After a while, he said breathlessly, “Are you serious right now? You're unbelievable.”

“But I really want a whale. Midnight is so cute!” you tried to reason out to him. You had your obsession with whales when you were in junior high. These large mammals roam in vast and calm oceans that you just wanna swim with them forever. You were a professional diver even before you started college and graduated from a prestigious school, earning your bachelor's degree in Marine Biology and now you're taking up Cetology for further studies.

Seeing that your boyfriend is still not convinced, you straddled his stomach, completely forgetting that you're butt-naked. Placing one of your gentle hands on his hard and toned chest, you gave him your puppy eyes, “Just look at him!” you exclaimed as you held out your phone to him, picture of Midnight's tail above the water.

And with that, Korai almost gave in to your charms like he always does. He placed his rough and calloused hands on your hips, “Baby, we can't possibly home a huge ass whale here—” and you snapped. You know Korai doesn't share the same love for whales as you do but he should at least know it's illegal to take whales from their natural habitat.

You got up and stood by the bed and said with such disappointment, “Home a whale? That's what's impossible. It's an adoption! It's just a certificate but the staff would take care of him. They'd just send us pictures and videos of our baby and that's it.” You stomped towards the bathroom, with your back facing him, you said, “You should've at least known that I'd never adopt a whale to live in our house but to help them,” entered the room and slammed the door at his gaping face.

Feeling irritated at your actions, Korai decided to share this to his team and get their opinions.

“Even you, Kageyama? Seriously,” he scoffed and went out for his early morning run. You usually go together but you're both irritated so Korai decided to just ignore you.

Walking out of the bathroom, you saw that Korai was no where to be found. Maybe I hurt him..? You tend to not think of someone's feelings when it comes to whales. Guessing that he won't be back until lunch or probably until dinner, you went to your university to continue your lab research. If he'll ignore you then might as well ignore him too.

You couldn't concentrate on your research and your professor suggested you go home early and come back when you feel better. You agreed, thinking that your boyfriend was waiting for you to come home and you'd make your dinner together but when you got home, it was empty. It was cold and just.. dull. He's not here. It's just a house.

Trying to be optimistic, you started to make dinner. Since your boyfriend is an athlete, you made him something which is low in carbs and high in protein. You were always thoughtful and observant — keeping tabs on every little detail about him. Like how he crunches his nose when he blushes, how he kisses your forehead when he has early morning practice, the way he moves making the smallest sounds possible because he doesn't want to wake you up..

An hour passed. Two, three, four..

You lost count and fell asleep in the dining room.

You've had enough. Alright, Y/N, you're going to the university, finish Chapter 4, pass it to professor, continue your experimentation, go for an evening jog and don't think of Korai. Who cares if you're getting busy the day before your birthday? Not like your boyfriend will throw an unexpected party or at least come home, right? You're pathetic. And you did just that.

Sun shining through the window, you slowly opened your eyes. You looked at the clock and it was already 11AM. Maybe he's home. You ran towards the door, with the biggest smile on your face, to see if his shoes are there. And they weren't.

You came home at around 21:32 and you're beat, so, you took a quick shower and went to bed, not bothered by the fact that he didn't come back.

The soft mattress of the bed left your back and was replaced by two strong and muscled arms. It was warm. It was home. It was Korai. You didn't believe that he was here carrying you to who-knows-where. But even so, guilt was eating you up and you said to the dream Korai, “I'm so sorry, love,” and you sniffled a cry. The dream Korai kissed your forehead and then a peck to your lips. “I'm sorry too, my love, but I need you to go back to sleep, okay?” He's not real but you muttered an okay back anyway.

When you dream, you always end up waking up on the floor not unless Korai is holding you in your sleep but you didn't expect that you'd wake up in a different.. soft bed. You slowly sat up because you were kinda dizzy. Maybe you did fall off the bed but the small window inside the room said otherwise. It was still dark out, probably dawn. Your boyfriend's Adlers jacket caught your eyes. It was hung beside the window with a pair track pants and your favorite shirt from Korai's closet. Feeling a little chilly, you wore the given clothes and tucked your hands inside the pocket of the jacket. You felt a paper and took it out. It read: Come to the upper deck, baby. There are signs so you won't get lost. I'll be waiting.

You saw him leaning slightly over the railings. With the strong wind and waves crashing against the ship, he couldn't hear you walking towards him. You placed your arms around his torso, placing your hands against his rock-hard abs to keep it warm. “You weren't a dream after all,” you whispered more to yourself as you tightened your grip around him.

“I'm always real,” he replied as he took one of your hands and putting it up to his lips to kiss it. It was warm. It was real. Clenching your hand to a fist, you pressed your forehead against his back and held back the tears. “You're here. You came back..”

He turned around and held your chin with his thumb and index finger to look into your eyes. His features softened even more as he saw your tears. He cupped your cheek and held you by your waist, pulling you closer to him and pressed his lips against yours. You missed this. You missed him. The kiss was slow and passionate. You pulled for a brief moment to tilt your heads and came back to each other's lips. Eyes closed, bodies in one big bubble, and hearts connected. He pulled away and you chased his lips and slowly opened your eyes. He has this mischievous glint in his eyes. You know he saw you wanting for more and you blushed looking down.

“Fuck this,” you muttered. You wrapped your arms around his neck, standing on your tip-toes, and kissed him again. This time, longer.

He snaked his arms around your waist and backed you up against the railing. He bit and nibbled on your plump lower lip as he pulled away, out of breath. He placed an open-mouthed kiss on your exposed neck and you moaned at the warmth.

“Let's go back to our room, yeah? It's quite cold,” he stated as he ran his hands through your hair.

“Carry me? You're warm,” you showed him your puppy eyes and super pouty lips, result of your intense kiss.

He shook his head and smiled at your cuteness. He spread his arms and said, “Jump,” and you did. He immediately supported your body as your wrapped your arms and legs around him, burying your head in the crook of his neck and dozed off.

You woke up again in a moving vehicle but this time, you were blindfolded.

“Korai! Are you fucking serious?!” you shouted because you have no idea where your boyfriend is seated or whether he is in the vehicle.

Series of laughters and uh-oh's erupted as someone chuckled beside you and kissed your cheek. “Don't worry, love. We're close. I just hope you're ready for this.” You scoffed, said fine, and squeezed his hand.

After a while, the vehicle stopped. The door was opened and Korai tugged your hand. As soon as you were outside, you asked, “The ocean..?”

Korai guided you to an office. You heard him say, “Mr. Hoshiumi. Yes.. yes. Thank you.”

“Ko-chaaaaaan, tell me what's happening. Take of—” And he really did take off your blindfold. He handed you a paper bag and instructed, “Go change into that. The changing room is up ahead to the right. I'll wait for you here.”

In less than 3 minutes, you came back to the spot and screamed, “I'M GOING DIVING?!” with so much excitement that the staff started to laugh quietly. You eyed your boyfriend. The wetsuit hugging his toned body and it occurred to you.. “YOU'RE DIVING WITH ME?”

Double-checking whether your gears are properly secured, your eyes caught a whale, leaping out of the water. You're frozen in the spot. “Korai..”

“Hmm?” he replied, busy with the equipment.

“I saw Midnight,” you said to him. Then, you turned to the staff who was with you and asked, “The whale who just leapt. That was Midnight, right? Tell me I'm right.”

As she was about to answer, the sound of a whale diving back into the water entered your ears. You whipped your head and just saw the tail. Your eyes widened. “Holy fucking shit, Korai! It really is Midnight!” you whisper-shouted to him.

His eyebrows furrowed and confusion was clear on his handsome features, “How do you know? You just saw it's tail.”

“Exactly!”

“What? Don't whales all look the same?”

You can't help but roll your eyes at his question. “Of course not. Whales are identified and and named by their tails. His name is Midnight because his whole tail is a dark shade of blue.”

“Oh, good. Now I can identify my son as well,” he said to you smiling. You melted at the sight but then you realized..

“Son?! You adopted Midnight?!” you whisper-shouted at him again.

“Yes, and why are you whisper-shouting? You can just voice out your excitement, you know?”

You glared at him, “Excuse me, Hoshiumi Korai. You must know that whales could be gravely affected by noise pollution.”

After diving into the water with Korai and the staff, who is holding a camera, maybe for documentation of something, you quickly searched for Midnight.

With your keen eye, you spotted him and quickly swam towards him, Korai and the staff followed behind, so you could bond with him.

While swimming with the adopted whale with so much joy, Korai grabbed your hand and made you face him.

You gave him a questioning look and it was answered the time he pulled out a small box and opened it. You were shocked.

You pulled the him upwards, heads now above the water. You quickly took off his mouthpiece and goggles. As you locked eyes with him, he knew the answer.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close, he held the box tightly in his hand and you wrapped yours around his neck.

Your lips met. The saltwater or probably tears joining in your mouth. He pulled away, pressed his forehead against yours and held your left hand. As he slipped the ring and kissed you once again, Midnight leapt just behind you. And the staff captured this perfect moments.

After getting the certificate of adoption and the whale brochure, you were now in the upper deck with Korai by your side, enjoying the full-blown formal engagement party planned by your fiance's rivals and now friends back in his highschool days.

With a drink in his hand, a light brown-haired man approached you. You recognized him as one of Korai's teammates in the Japanese National Team.

“Congrats, man. I was gonna let you pay double for the rent if Y/N-san here didn't accept your marriage proposal,” Yaku-san said and laughed lightly. He acknowledged you by bringing his cup of wine lightly towards you and you did the same.

“Thanks and as if I'd pay double. Go away. Shoo!”

“Oh, you're dissing the owner of the ship now? How bold, Hoshiumi-san,” then Yaku started to walk away. When he was near the door, he shouted, “Pay triple, you fucktard!”

As Korai was babbling incoherent words, probably insults, you grabbed him by the arm and pulled him towards the side of the deck where no one can see you. Looking down and pinching his blazer, “Give it me.”

“Give to you what?”

“Your coat! Let me wear it.. ”

He hugged you tight and placed his chin on top of your head, “Why, my fiancee? Want to show your possessio—”

“My nipples are hard, goddamn it, Korai!” you said it directly at his chest. He pulled away looked at your body. You looked extra ravishing tonight as you wore a red silk dress—low cut to show enough cleavage, a slit up just below your hip, spaghetti straps and your lower back fully exposed.

“You're so perfect I want to pound into you until you can't attend university for your degree but I'll deal with you later,” he said as he took of his coat and draped it over your shoulders.

“Let's go greet some more guests,” he said and started to walk towards the crowd.

Feeling a little bolder, you grabbed his tie and pulled him towards you, nose touching.

Maintaining eye contact, you licked his upper lip and said seductively, “Can later be now, darling?”

He groaned into the crook of your neck and replied, “I'm gonna give you the best birthday present yet.”

M. List

[jjmaybanksblog]

Good Old Days - JJ Maybank

Gif credit @toesure !

Summary: you and JJ meet once again after a harsh break up.

Word count: 1,982

Warnings: cheating, angst underage drinking, implied sex at the end. I do NOT condone the action of going back to someone who cheated.

You sat alone in a booth at a local restaurant, diagonal from where your friend Nicole sat with an unfamiliar boy. You had offered to 'be a look out' for the girl when she brought up how her friends had helped her get a blind date. Nicole had the fear that she might embarrass herself or something might go south, so you decided to lend a helping hand to calm her down.

You subtly flicked your eyes up and down from the menu to your friend as a waitress came up to you. "What can I get you hun?" 

"Just a vanilla milkshake and fries please." The lady nodded and took the menu from your hands. You reached inside of your bag and pulled out your notebook. Finding a pen, you began to mindlessly draw little doodles of whatever came to mind. 

You were actually enjoying the peace and quiet until the front door bell chimed. Before you could react, JJ Maybank took the spot right across from you. "Can I help you?" You scoffed, closing the notebook. 

"Nope. I'm helping my friend out and it looks like you happen to be doing the same thing for your friend too." JJ said, looking behind his shoulder to see his friend give him a thumbs up. You rolled her eyes, defensively crossing your arms.

"Okay, well how about you move to the other booth where you can 'help' by yourself." JJ dramatically put his hand to his heart, "does Y/F/N Y/L/N not want to spend time with me?" "The last time I was near you it didn't end well." You hissed. JJ immediately got quiet as the waitress came up to deliver your order.

"Oh! Would you like anything dear? On the house for the couple!" The waitress smiled, "oh no we're not-" "actually I would love a hamburger and a chocolate milkshake please!" JJ grinned. "Coming right up." 

"Seriously JJ why can't you just sit somewhere else?" You asked as you dipped a fry into the milkshake. JJ furrowed his eyebrows as he watched you take a bite. "What? It's good." You defended.

"See I could, but Steve made me promise to help him out. And now I get to talk to you which is exactly what I want to be doing on my Friday night." Sarcasm dropped from his voice as you bite your tongue.

"Well you can leave. You never were good at keeping promises anyway." You seethed, taking the cherry out of the milkshake and popping into your mouth. JJ became quiet once more as the sudden flashback hit him.

Flashback:

2 years. 2 years was all it took for something so positive and bright, to turn into something dead. 2 years was all it took for JJ Maybank to own, and then break your heart. 

You two had been dating for a full two years, both of you guys admitting you were in love. Making promises that you two couldn't keep. One of them being, 'I'll always love you.' 

JJ broke that the minute his lips touched some tourons at an end of the year school party. You had lost sight of your boyfriend in the middle of the party after telling him you were going to the bathroom. It took you 10 minutes to find him with the unknown girl. 

"Have you seen- oh." Your words slipped your mind as you saw a boy and girl break away from a kiss. Only to reveal that face that made your heart break. "I better... I better g-go." You stumbled over your words, your legs moving as fast as they could out of that house and far away from JJ.

You didn't know what to do, what to think, how to act, what to say, everything just became numb. Like someone had just ripped your heart from your chest, and dangled it in front of your face as if it were mocking you. So you just ran, and ran all the way to your house. Dried tears stained your face as you were panting, on the verge of passing out. 

Your mind felt fuzzy, as if it were an old TV and an antenna was knocked loose, like all you heard was static and a ringing. You shook your head frantically as you paced in the living room. A rapid knock echoed in the silent room as you let out a sob. You slowly walked to the door, your hand shaking as it hesitantly reached out.

You twisted the handle and pulled the door open to reveal a frantic JJ. "Y/N please let me-" "Don't even fucking start JJ." You said, cautiously backing away from the door. JJ walked into the house as he tried to grab hold of your wrists. 

You pulled your wrists back from JJ's grip as you began to have trouble breathing. "You fucking kissed some random girl. Who knows what the fuck would've happened if I didn't walk into that room." You mumbled to yourself as your head began to ache.

"Y/N you know I wouldn't do that!" "When you're in a relationship you don't fucking kiss somebody else! I didn't think you'd do that yet here we are!" You raised your voice as you paced again.

"Open your fucking eyes, it's so obvious I'm in love with you!" JJ yelled back, causing you to flinch, his breath smelled of alcohol. Your eyes suddenly fell to the ground, afraid to look at him without breaking down.

"You need to leave," your voice wavered, "you need to leave and not come back. You can't look at me. You can't speak my name. You can't have anything to do with me, Maybank. We're fucking done." You breathed out, feeling as though you had a boulder crushing your body.

"Y/N. I made you a promise that I'd love you, please let me keep going with that promise." JJ begged, his eyes burning harshly with tears. "You broke your promise, you can't come back from that."

JJ let out a sigh as his head slumped down, forcing his legs to walk out the front door, and out of your life.

Memory over.

"Look, this isn't a guilt trip: I just genuinely want to know if you dislike me so I can stop bothering you." JJ said, fidgeting with his fingers. You sighed as you swirled the straw around the milkshake. "I don't dislike you as a human, I fucking despise what you did to me." You admitted.

"I've changed Y/N. I haven't been with any other girl, I haven't spoken with that other girl since then. Please just give me a break. I've been busy trying so fucking hard. I'm doing the best I can. Please, please don't ask more of me." JJ frowned, his leg now anxiously tapping.

You let out a scoff, but you couldn't lie to yourself. You missed being with JJ, you missed him so damn much, but you didn't want to admit it. Your eyes flickered to your friend who was standing up and giving Steve a kiss on the cheek. 

Their date was over, but you and JJ sat firmly in the booth. "Let me just drive you home like the good days, just hear me out." JJ begged. You cracked your knuckles, a habit you gained after the break up. "Fine. But so help me Maybank if you fuck it up you will never, I repeat ever come speak to me again." JJ let out a breath of relief and thanked you.

You couldn't help but feel the tiniest bit of luck when he offered, glad that you chose to walk to the diner. You two sat in silence for a bit of the ride before JJ turned on the radio. 'Wonderwall' by Oasis played through the sound system, memories of this song hitting you in the face like a brick.

JJ began to obnoxiously shout the lyrics like he would when you guys went on drives together. He would roll the windows down, blast the volume and just let it all out.  At first you were annoyed with the boy, but as soon as he nudged you with his elbow you began shouting the lyrics as well. At that moment, things felt normal. Like nothing bad happened between them, and that scared you shitless.

When the song ended, JJ turned down the volume and began to speak, "you know, I never took your school photo out of my wallet. It's still there. And every night after... we broke up, I would just look at it and cry. Because I drank and I ended up losing the best thing I ever got in life. And believe me I know drinking is no excuse for what I did. I lost the one person that understood me more than my other friends, than myself. And I fucked it all up. And I know I can't take back what I did. Saying sorry won't change the hurt I made you feel. But I want you to know I'm truly trying my best to be a different person than who I was before." His voice was shaking as he found it hard to look at the road.

"I can try to forgive you Maybank, but that night has been burned into my memory. And it's gonna take a lot of time before I can forget it." You mumbled, looking out the window watching the trees zoom by.

"I'd wait 100 years if it meant that you would talk to me again." JJ muttered as he pulled into your driveway. "Do you.. want to come in? And like, catch up?" You wanted to punch yourself in the face for your offer, but again you couldn't deny how much you missed him.

JJ was shocked at your words, his mouth slightly open as he nodded his head. You walked into your house and to your luck, nobody was home.

You guys sat in your room, silence filling the air once again. You walked over to a picture frame on the desk and picked it up. The picture was of JJ after he had fallen asleep with his head in your llap. "Remember this night?" You asked as he looked over your shoulder.

"Yeah. I came over to make cupcakes for John B's birthday but we ended up just throwing flour and eggs at each other." JJ laughed loudly, remembering how he would find flour in his hair and ears for days after. "Then we sat on the couch and you laid your head in my lap. I played with your hair until you fell asleep and you snored so loud." You smiled at the memory.

"God I fucked up." He whispered. "Yeah. Yeah you did. When you sat across from me in the booth I wanted to flip my shit. I wanted to go off on you and say something like, 'oh fuck off you piece of shit. You think I care about you? That I give a damn about your feelings? Fuck off.' I wanted to hurt you like you hurt me." You confessed. 

"Damn Y/N. I- I don't even know what to say." JJ said as you faced him. You couldn't help but stare at his lips, the lips you craved so desperately. You hated yourself for this. You hated yourself for making this move, but you leaned in anyway and kissed him. You were taken back at your actions, but your knees nearly buckled at his touch.

JJ gently held the side of your face as he pulled back. "I don't want to hurt you." He said, his words echoing in your head. "I'm desperate. And I'm pretty sure you are too. This is a one time thing until you gain my trust back. But for now, just shut up and have sex with me."

[pixie88]

The Naughty Teacher

A/N: Those who play Lovelink know Marco Bottazzi. He currently grey, I miss him so decided to do another FF continuing from the last! He makes it hard not to fall for him while he sets you up with his best friend. Let me know if you would like to be tagged or untagged!

Find my other Marco Bottazzi FF HERE on my masterlist under Lovelink - One shots. Along with my Rory Bear & Shopping Trip (Rory O’Brien), Tattoo Artist to Businessman (Blake Bailey) & Photogenic (Dominic Wright) FF.

Comments always welcome!

Word count: 1754

WARNINGS: ⚠️ NSFW & Fluffy fluff.

Disclaimer: Characters are property of Lovelink.

Pairings: Marco X MC - Naomi

Enjoy!

We have been on three more dates since our date where he cooked dinner for me. We haven't done any more than a kiss, flirt in person, and via text until last night.

He had texted me just after he'd had a shower, which turned into sexting. Now I'm sexually frustrated, but he's working today and has his mom's birthday meal tonight, which he wanted me to go with him, but I thought it was too soon after he split with Sally.

His parents probably wouldn't take our relationship seriously considering he has only just broken up with her just 3 weeks ago.

*1 New Message from Marco Bottazzi on Lovelink*

[Hey gorgeous, Are you ok? What you up to? I can't stop thinking about our sexting session. I blush each time I think about it. xx]

[Hiya, I'm great thank you. What about you?  I'm enjoying my day off all cozy in bed reading a book. How is work? I was thinking about re-reading the messages actually. x]

[I'm now blushing at the thought of you re-reading those messages.....touching yourself! I'm in the middle of class texting you under the table while my students are doing a pop quiz. xx]

[Touching myself wishing it was you! Maybe I shouldn't be telling you this considering you are at school. Naughty teacher! Maybe you could pop by after your Mom's birthday meal tonight? x]

[GOD! I agree, as currently, I can't get up from my desk without displaying the situation in my pants right now. I would love to but I have some papers to grade. What about tomorrow night? xx]

[Opps! haha. Look forward to it! x]

[Slowly going thank god. Lunch in 35 minutes. Sort out the details later. I can't wait either xx]

This gives me an idea.

~*~*~*~

40 minutes later, my knuckles knock on the cold wooden door, I hear movement on the other side, then the door opens before he has time to say anything I speak.

"Mr. Bottazzi, I'm here for my appointment to talk about Kyle's grades"

He looks confused, then notices Mrs. Norris who escorted me to his classroom.

"Oh yes! Sorry, I forgot that was today. Please come in," He says as moves away from the doorway to let me into the classroom. Mrs. Norris smiles and leaves us to it.

Marco closes the door I'm just about to speak and he puts his finger to his lips to shh me. We hear Mrs. Norris's heels tap along the wooden floor fading further and further away.

"Naomi, What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you"

"Why did you say you were a parent?" He asks.

"I didn't, I said I was an Aunt and Kyle's Mom sent me because she couldn't make the meeting herself"

"How did you know there was a Kyle here?"  he asks.

"I saw Mrs. Norris putting in names on the computer of children who are in today I didn't give his last name. Just in case. Don't you like my resourcefulness?" I wink.

"You do know I can never bring to any work party's now!" He smirks.

"Well, at least while Mrs. Norris is here!" I wink. I turn to look around his classroom.

"So, you wanted to see me?" he asks.

I turn back to him "Yeah, How long is your lunch break?"

He looks at the clock "I have 47 minutes left" he smiles.

I walk towards the door and flip the lock. I turn back to him with my back pressed against the door.

He knows exactly what I'm thinking "Naomi, as much as I want to we can't!"

"Why?" I ask.

"This is my place of work. If we get caught I'd lose my job"

"How would anyone know? The door is locked. Unless anyone else has a key?" I smirk.

"Well, the only other person with a key is the janitor. Who is on lunch at the moment" I can see he's fighting with himself, but before I could react his lips claim mine.

His body pressed against mine, his tongue parts my lips as it dances with mine.

His hand comes under my thigh and lifts up one of my legs, his hips are pushing into mine and I can feel his hard member against my throbbing core.

His lips move to my pulse line and up to my ear "I'm going to be in so much trouble if we get caught!"  he whispers.

"Maybe we should stop?" I ask.

"Too late now. I don't think I can stop!" he nips my ear lobe before his lips crash to mine as he is lifting my other thigh and I wrap my legs around him.

He carries me across the room, I have no idea where we are going until I feel him set me down. He swipes whatever is behind me, he pulls away a little "I've always wanted to do that!" he says.

I let out a small giggle.

His hand glides up my thigh under my dress until he reaches my centre and brushes against it. "Lay back!" he demands.

I do as he says, he lifts up my legs and places my feet on the desk. His hands come under my dress again, he grasps the waistband of my underwear and pulls it down until their discarded. He lays small kisses on the inside of my thigh trailing towards my core.

"You'll have to keep quiet Naomi!" I feel his breath against me before his tongue parts my folds and lap at my centre.

I bite my lip to keep myself quiet. He spreads my legs and starts to work against my clit. My hand tangles in his hair, my hips buck up, I'm finding it hard to not moan aloud. "Ohh, Marco!" I whisper.

I feel him smirk against me "That is my new favourite noise," he whispers against me.

I pull myself up, jump off the desk, and start to unbuckle his belt.

"Naomi, what are you....." he's cut off by me freeing him and wrapping my hand around the base of him. I circled my tongue around his tip, and he groans, "Fuck...baby!"

I take him in fully, run my tongue along him from the base all to the tip. I gently graze my teeth gently as I draw him out, his hand clutches my hair, and he moves me to his own rhythm.

"Naomi...that feels so.....God!" he whispers.

He begins to move his hips faster. He groans louder, he pulls me up and crashes his lips to mine. His kiss is more urgent, he lifts me up onto the desk again.

"In my bag, there's a condom," I tell him.

He picks up my bag off the floor and finds it.

He grips the foil packet between his teeth, tears it out, and rolls it over his hard member.

He kisses me again as he runs along my centre before pushing past my entrance. Filling me. I grasp his hair and moan against his lips.

"Harder" Marco's thrusts become harder, he draws out slowly until the tip is just inside me then he thrust back in faster and harder.

"Oh god! Yes!"  I moan.

The desk moves with us each time he thrusts into me.

"Wow, this is a hundred times better than I could ever imagine" he whispers against my ear.

I move my lips to his jawline, his stubble is rough against my lips, I move to his neck and he catches his breath.

I love having this effect on him. He lifts my chin to kiss my lips as he pushes me to lay back onto the oak desk. He climbs onto the desk with me and speeds up his movements. His lips move to my pulse line and gently nips.

I'm close to the edge, I hold on to him a little bit tighter "Marco...YES!" I moan a little too loud as I fall over the edge.

He groans, his thrust becomes faster then I feel him hit his own peak as he moans are muffled out against my neck.

We lay like this for a few minutes to catch our breath.

He lifts up to look at me, I smile, "Do I get an A+ Mr. Bottazzi?" I ask.

He laughs, "Actually, you need to retake this test, but at another time and in a few different positions!" He winks.

"Well, I'm more than willing to do anything to get my grades up!"

He laughs again "Ok, this is getting a bit weird now!" He says as he pulls out of me and gets off the desk.

He picks up my underwear and hands it to me before he glances at the clock. "I only have 10 minutes before my next class"

"Kicking me out Mr. Bottazzi?" I ask jokingly.

"I wish you could stay but obviously that's not possible, but if the offer is still there I'd love to see you tonight?"

"I thought you had papers to grade?" I ask.

"I do! But I'd rather see you. Plus, I can grade them in my classes in the morning or at lunch"

"Like I'm going to pass up the opportunity to get an action replay of that! Without having to be quiet" I wink.

His cheeks glow red "Or holding back," he smirks.

"Mr. Bottazzi, were you holding out on me?" I ask.

He just winks.

I smile, "I better go. I'll see you tonight?"

He pulls me to him and cups my face before placing a small kiss on my lips. "Can't wait!"

I start to leave "See you later then," I say as I leave the classroom.

I'm walking home when I hear my phone.

*1 New Message from Marco Bottazzi on Lovelink*

[I can't believe we did that! Does this mean I get your actual number now? I did give you mine last week xx]

I reply in a normal text instead of through the app.

[I didn't think you had it in you Mr. Bottazzi! You surprised me! Of course, and this is it! x]

*1 New Message from Marco <3*

[You seem to bring out a side of me, I never knew I had! So, does this mean we are deleting the app? I finally have your number!! ;) xx]

[Well, Mr. Bottazzi now we are on texting territory I no longer have use for the app ;) x]

*1 New Message from Marco <3*

[Me either deleting it as we speak. Looking forward to tonight! xx]

[Deleted already. Believe me, I am too! See you later x]

@khoicesbyk​

[justrandomselfships]

Little steps- my self insert Fic (S/I POV) with a bunch of silly illustrations! Oh did I mention that this involves Kaeya? Well he's the main focus here even though Lisa is mentioned shit ton of times! Might write something for her focus too someday.

I finished it ages ago but I was afraid to post it- I'm not anymore and also✨ it's my birthday ✨

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Ever since I joined the knights I decided to write in a diary, it helped me keep track of time. Lisa told me that it can help me in various ways, like for example remembering names of the other knights, or checking my personal progress. Now that I think about it, it was long since I checked my old entries. Nothing interesting happened today anyway so I might as well read some. I don't really remember anything that was going on when I started so I suppose I could refresh my memory.

Today Lisa wanted to introduce me to someone- she probably wanted to help me by looking for training partner for me, however I had to refuse. You probably remember why was that, I got scared of meeting someone new again. I couldn't get that mess on her shoulders when she has so much to do as it is! And there was no way I'd meet them alone it'd be too akward for both of us!

I remember the exact moment I tried to come up with an excuse for future me... It kinda made me giggle how stupid I am sometimes, but let's look at something else...

I've never felt as lonely as I do now, I don’t even know why. I don’t miss anyone nor I ever craved any interactions... But to make that feeling go away I thought about talking to Amber but when I left the house she was talking to Noelle and I got scared to approach them... Instead I decided to sketch something and stay inside for the rest of the day.

I immediately looked at my sketchbook, I don't even have to look inside, I was drawing what's outside my window like always. Maybe I'll find some better memory if I keep looking?

During my patrol I got a bit lost... It was scary... But I wasn't alone, an Adventurer found me... However he got lost too. It was a bit unlucky day since I picked the wrong maps, we also got attacked a few times by monsters. I kinda feel bad for him since he tried his best to cheer me up but I stayed silent. It should've been other way around a knight shouldn't le

Bennett! How could I forget his name when I was writing this? He was such a sweetheart I obviously had to mess it up and make him feel uncomfortable... But I did make up for it! Maybe I'll finally read something positive? I somehow can't remember how exactly that went... Or if I was daydreaming about apologizing?

I decided to bake something for Bennett as thank you and apology for acting so cold towards him. But I had no idea on how to find him... Or what to say... So after thinking for few minutes I decided to talk to Katherine and ask her to give it to him. After "talking" to her I locked myself in my room out of embarrassment, I messed up again. I just said "Bennett" placed my pastries and left. Now I probably won't be able to face her for at LEAST two months.

I cringe at the memory... Gosh now this will keep me up at night for sure... I finally forgot about it and now it'll haunt me.

Wait a second... Did I really not made any progress at all!? I was trying so hard to socialize with others and get out more but I seem to still not be able to do it right. No, it's impossible. I'm good friends with Lisa! So I definitely made any progress... Or is she just so easy to talk to? Time to take a final look at something recent for a change...

Capitan Kaeya Alberich wanted to talk to me outside work... It might not sound like a big deal but somehow I just froze... I wasn't able to respond properly and he probably guessed what I was going to say, not that he ever can't do that... I might be too predictable. Either way I feel bad, my behavior was really disrespectful and I knew better than that to just ignore someone like him. I still have much to learn and I'll need to properly apologize for staying silent.

I only ever failed... There is no mistaking it. Great way to note down progress huh? Too bad there is none.

Think, what do I need to do to finally do better? I am the problem for sure but what do I really need to change? Maybe I should just start observing how others act... After all I never bothered to do that. It might help in one way or another...

Obviously there's only one place where there is a lot of people and I won't look like a total creep if I'll just listen in the conversations and look at random people... It's no other than the tavern. I'm scared to go there alone... But I don't have to!

Lisa would be willing to go right?... Then again I rely on her a bit too much and going out like this could be an opportunity to break the ice with someone else...

Jean is always busy, Amber will be way too distracting and we might end up somewhere else, Eula is too scary, Venti... I don't even know why I'm considering him.

Maybe that offer from capitan Kaeya still stands? It's from bearly 2 weeks ago so maybe if I get lucky and he happens to still be interested, I can actually go...

What am I even thinking!? I didn't even apologize for the last time... But being around so many drunk people is terrifying... However I can't bet on the fact that he won't drink too much... On the other hand he seems to handle people and I'll definitely learn something.

Screw it. It might be scary but I need to do it. Tomorrow I'll ask him! That's for sure! He's the most respectable and trustworthy person who isn't always busy and will not distract me.

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I'm scared to do it but I have to! I need to... Did I really say that I'm gonna do it today? Or should I just pretend that I never thought of it. He's probably busy today. Yup definitely that no need to feel stressed.

I haven't seen him back at the headquarters nor did I see him around town when I was coming back from my patrol- that's a good sign. It's still pretty early but I don't think that I'll see him today... What a relief!

Before I left the headquarters after finishing some paperwork I hear a voice that belongs to a beautiful librarian I am lucky to be able to call a friend.

"Hey there cutie, are you okay?"

"Just a little bit nervous that's all, nothing new haha"

"Do you need me to pass a message again?"

"No need! It's something I need to say myself..."

"I see..."

"But if you happen to see capitan Kaeya it would be nice if you could tell him that I was looking for him" out of habit I grab my hair and begin to play with it. Lisa's warm soothing voice blessed my ears as she said "No worries darling, I'll let him know" before she left and giggled to herself...

Wait... Oh no.

Why did I say anything!? Is she that magical that I can't say anything but what's on my mind.

If she happens to meet him my request will be unavoidable! Even if I tried thinking of something else Kaeya will know that I'm lying. I can't avoid him either... Can't waste his precious time...

How do I even ask him!? Do I need to change from my work clothes before I go? What should I do...

I didn't realize that I started walking in circles before someone approached me.

"Heather?"

I turn around and see the man I was thinking about all day. Dammit... I have to say it. I can't think of an excuse and staying silent is now unacceptable.

"Oh-uhm... Greetings Capitan Kaeya"

"Lisa informed me that you were looking for me"

"Oh right!... That... Haha..."

"I don't want to rush you, however I do have some business to attend to"

"I'm so sorry! I mean- since you're busy then my silly request is irrelevant"

"Come now, I believe that I should be the judge of that" his smug look made it ever so slightly more challenging to say anything.

"I just... Ugh..." I took a deep breath "Look as you know I was trying to loosen up recently and well I realized that I wasn't making any progress at all. So I remembered that one time you asked me to go to the tavern with you and I refused... I mean ignored you, which I am VERY sorry about but now I think that it was a mistake and today I wanted to ask you to accompany me but since you're busy let's just forget about everything" I felt relieved getting that off my chest.

"I don't think that will do, in fact I was heading towards the tavern so if you really want to I suppose you can join me" Oh right... I forgot about him gathering some information there from time to time. So it might work after all! He won't pay too much attention to me and I could investigate without tons of distractions.

"Let's get going then capitan" I say before he smiles softly in response "Wait do you want to get going now or-"

"Yes" he cut me off, which was fair and I'm glad he did it before I said something dumb.

We're almost there. Before we get closer I suddenly stop.

"That reminds me!" I realized I spoke out loud, as he looked at my direction my confidence dropped dead "I've never actually tried any alcohol so would you be so kind to recommend something for me? I figured that since I'm already getting out of my comfort zone might as well try something new" I said under my breath but he definitely understood what I meant judging by his facial expression and well... response.

"Absolutely" my heart skipped a beat. I desperately tried to start a conversation topic... But choosing alcohol might be something I'll regret...

Kaeya started listing few drinks I could enjoy his words were poetic as he described the beverages, however the names of the drinks went over my head. It wasn't that bad but I just felt stupid over how clueless I was. He definitely knew what he was talking about and I'm more than interested in hearing more. The more he talks the less likely I am to say something I'll regret.

"Obviously since I don't know how much you can handle I won't be forcing you to try too much too soon" he paused "Your father probably wouldn't be happy either if you returned drunk" he said teasingly. It invited me to respond less seriously.

"Oh no! This means that we'll have to do it again, how awful"

"We didn't enter yet so you can feel free to leave now before you regret spending time with me of all people" his voice was now suddenly much more hostile... Did I mess it up!?

He laughed softly "I'm sorry did I go too far? While I don't want to force you to do anything, I won't lie... I'm a bit curious to learn something new about you tonight"

We were still outside standing right in front of the entrance to the tavern if not for chatting we could hear from the inside there would be total silence.

"I'm sorry for being quiet again! It's just that you caught me off guard haha" I look away "There isn't much to know about me so I feel like I'll only disappoint you"

"I'm not so sure about that part"

"Wait... Did my father tell you anything about me!?"

"Look let's just get inside, We'll discuss it later"

Nervously I followed him yet again. The atmosphere was warm and I could see different kinds of people all over the place. We sit down.

"So did he tell you anything?" I ask immediately.

"Relax, he didn't" he seemed amused by my desperation to know. It's understandable... And I'm probably overreacting anyway. I collect my thoughts "I'm sorry"

"What are you sorry for?"

"I'm just making this into some big deal for no reason. Maybe the reason is the huge amount of respect I have for you that makes me freak out"

"I see, well I don't see the reason to be so formal now. We aren't working after all" his soft smile was enough for me to calm down.

"Thank you" Maybe it was all I needed to hear, after that everything went smoothly.

I start feeling proud of myself... Maybe I can change after all? Either way it only shows that I have to write it down! And once I was back home I did just that.

Today I had enough courage to take a step in right direction! I went to a tavern with capitan Kaeya. It was fun and for the first time in years I wasn't that scared. It wasn't totally perfect but it was definitely worth it.

[paradise-creator]

Hellooo!! I love love LOVE the diamond box matchup you did!! You're amazing!! Your blog is incredible!! Now I'm here for a romantic haven box Haikyuu matchup pls🥺

Appearance: My name is Kay! She/her, black, straight, 5'1, I have a slightly athletic & curvy-ish figure (lol idk), short-ish hair(like mid-neck), dark brown eyes, shoe size 9, I like to dress comfy so I'm always in oversized hoodies, sweatpants, sneakers, sweatshirts and shorts. I like colorful clothes too, high waisted jeans and shorts and boots. I'm not very fashionable but I try lol.

Personality:

Basics: infp-t, Hufflepuff, Taurus sun, scorpio moon, sanguine, chaotic good, ambivert.

Some positive traits: I'm optimistic, friendly, energetic, organized, enthusiastic, observant, happy, open-minded, loving, encouraging and inquisitive!!

Some negative traits: I'm annoying, perfectionist, insecure, forgetful, easily distracted, kinda lazy, argumentative, too nice at times and clingy.

I love learning new things!! Currently I'm learning Korean, how to draw, how to paint and songs on the saxophone.

When I'm up for it, I love fun physical activity!! Going for a hike, going to the gym, bungee jumping, mountain climbing, going camping and etc :D

Although I love going out, nothing beats lazy days at home. I can spend hours by myself and still be happy. When alone I usually sleep or watch a movie/anime or practice my drawing or saxophone or try and learn something new!

I have a horrible memory and can never remember important dates 😭 I've forgotten my own birthday a few times (rip) so people can get mad at me for missing appointments, forgetting birthdays and other important days. I try my best to organize everything necessary on my phone calendar so I can be reminded.

I love seeing people happy! Nothing can fulfill my day more than knowing I put a smile on someone's face! I usually try my best to help out anyone who needs it and to the best of my ability! This has led to me getting taken advantage of in the past but I can't help but try and make others happy. I've developed a thicker skin and some trust issues as I've grown up because of it.

I love hyping my friends/family up!! Do you need a boost in confidence? Here I am, ready to help you remember the absolute king/queen/royalty that you are!! I'm usually very energetic and enthusiastic about many things and I love spreading positivity around!!

My love language is physical touch! So touch is very important to me in my relationships. Though I am insecure so I tend to think that I smother the people I care about with too much affection idk lol. I live for hugs and cuddles and hand holding 👉🏿👈🏿 but because of that I feel like I'm very clingy and annoying skskfksjd

I'm introverted in nature so although I mean usually full of energy and love making new friends, I can't do it for too long lol. My social battery runs out really fast and I have to hide away and recharge before I can be fully social again, otherwise I won't be my best self. I treasure personal time and understand when people need time for themselves too.

I love spontaneity!! I love living in the moment and doing stuff just for the hell of it!! Wanna go on a road trip? Dance in the rain? Build houses for charity? Go to McDonald's at 2am? Go on a long walk? SIGN ME UP!!

I can also be lazy and unmotivated to do stuff. If something doesn't interest me, I'd find myself incapable of doing it or I'd do it with great difficulty. I'm one of those 'do something when inspiration/motivation hits you otherwise it'll be absolute shit' types.

But when I do have motivation/inspiration that's when my perfectionism comes in and I have to do it in the best possible way and anything less is an insult to me, my family, my ancestors and descendants lmaoo. Unfortunately I subconsciously set a very high bar for myself which can be overwhelming and stressful but when I manage to produce work of that quality, it's very satisfying and rewarding jshkshdhsj

I have more to add but I feel like this is getting way too long 💀 lemme just move to the next section heheheh

Hobbies: I LOVE listening to music, learning new things, watching movies/anime, sleeping, reading, writing, playing saxophone (I'm still learning tho lol), swimming, drawing, journaling, making friends, and cooking!

My music taste: any type of rock (punk rock, grunge, j-rock, metal), pop, KPOP, RnB, jazz, dubstep, lofi hip hop, rap, trap, krnb, anime OP's and bangers from: Elvis, the beach boys, Queen, Khalid, Ateez, Harry styles, Kendrick Lamar, p!atd, mcr, fallout boy, Nirvana, BTS, mxmtoon, Marianas trench, twenty one pilots, stray kids, Jay Park, crush, Dreamcatcher, Skrillex, MJ, troye sivan etc

Fun facts:

I'm more of a cat person but I live dogs and think they're adorable!!

I have four piercings and I plan on getting more soon!!

I'm a night owl, and get super grumpy in the mornings especially when woken up unexpectedly >:/

Although I love making friends, I only have like 1/2 super close friends and like 20+ acquaintances lol

I want to get a tattoo soon but idk what to get :(

I'm super addicted to coffee (rip) and if I don't take some for some time (like a week) I'll get the worst migraines and I won't feel better until I drink some coffee 😭

That's it!! I hope i wrote enough stuff!! Did I leave anything out? If you need more pls tell me and I'll send another ask :D Take your time!! I'm in no rush. I'll patiently wait even though you get writers block or have a large amount of asks 😌 pls stay safe and healthy!! Drink lots of water, sleep well and have an amazing day/night!! 💙✨

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Hello and Welcome my Starlight!

The Haven box includes:

- Match up

- Sun drop

- Journal of Feelings

- 3 am shenanigans

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I'd match you up with

Sugawara Koushi, Vice-captain of Karasuno

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Sun drops

- OKAY so like, as I read your description I thought of Akaashi or Yaku or Sugawara

- Me being the indecisive author I am had trouble picking

- But then I remembered that you loved to do spontaneous things.

- And that's when I realized that Sugawara is THE ONE

- You two would be deemed the "3 am couple"

- Or in the team it would be "Epitome of Chaos"

- He takes care of you

- He will alway remind you that you don't need to be perfect

- Insecurities? BE GONE

- Nagativity? BE GONE

- That's basically his motto

- He is both your mom and partner in Crime

- did I mention he will take care of you?

- CUDDLES AND KISSES FOR DAYS

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Journal of feelings

- Once this man realizes that you LOVE physical affection. He will give it to you. EVERYTIME HE SEES YOU

Kay entered the gym to watch her boyfriend play. She tried sneaking in and so far it has been great. She thought she was off the hook but then felt a familiar arms wrapped around her waist. "I found you~" Sugawara said with a smile.

- You both would often plan pranks and majority of the times, it would succeed

"Okay okay, so what are we doing today?" Kay asked the silver haired male. "Oh~ maybe we can scare Asahi or anyone for that matter with a beetle?" Sugawara suggested. "That's--no," Kay responded.

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3 am shenanigans

It’s 3 am in the morning. Almost everyone is fast asleep or in their homes, well almost. The night sky is littered with diamond in the sky. The streets were silent but it was comforting. A few people walked here and there. And a few cars passes by there and here. “What are we doing up so late?” A silver haired man said as he yawned. “We’ll be going to Mc Donald’s! What else?” The female responded as she smiled at him. “Is it even open at this time?” He asked. “Koushi, darling, it is open,” Kay, the lover of our beloved silvered male man said as she smiled. Sugawara chuckled and held her hand, the smile on his face was evident. “You know, we should be sleeping by now right?” He said as he pulled her closer. “And so what? I wasn’t planning on sleeping early! I slept the whole day yesterday and missed the chance to hang out with you,” The girl responded.

A small blush appeared on the male’s face and he giggled. “That’s very sweet bu-“ He was about to say but was silenced by the girl. “That was very sweet but we could’ve done this later on or tomorrow. Well, sorry to break it to you, Love. But, we are here,” She said as she pulled the male inside the fast food chain. And soon enough, the two got their orders and enjoyed their meal. “I don’t know why but this hits different,” Kay said as she eat a French fry. “It really does. Especially since you are here,” Sugawara stated as he patted her head. Now, she was the one blushing. As the two chatted, the other customers and staff glanced at them every now and then. None of them were annoyed at their interactions. On the contrary, they enjoyed watching them,

Some felt envious of their relationship. Some dreamt to have something like that. And others remembered the times of old. The two were so sweet, it’s almost too much. Laughter and chattering echoed through the building from both the couple and the people around them. Then they were dub the “3 am couple” as the two would often venture in that restaurant at 3 am in the morning.

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Author's note

I'm so so sorry for the long wait! This week has been hectic. Anywho, I hope you enjoy this matchup~ and thanks for requesting!

[sweet-xoxo-thatcares]

Pretty Pink Diapers

I just found this website where they sell pretty adult diapers in pink. Like my favorite color and its sponsored for Age Regression Play too. I've only just started wearing diapers after Grandma passed and I wanted to try one on since Hospice sent a whole bunch that we ordered right before, on the day of her passing in her hospital bed at the house. I remember changing her diapers every time she called me around 2 or 3 am in the mornings and I would stay with her, sleeping on the couch we placed next to her bed all the way til Dad woke up before heading to work at 10 to help out. I love Grandma dearly and I even thought to keep and wash her nightgowns, but I never wore them out of respect of Dad's feelings because I know it would be weird for him to see me wearing her leftover diapers and wearing the same nightgowns she had slept in before during her time being nursed by us for her liver/pancreas cancer.

I did leave one in the trash by accident, and I got scared he would know I'd been wearing them. I put them on only during my periods (cycles) cause that's when I feel the most vulnerable, be the most sensitive and in pain to go anywhere or too lazy to keep changing my pads that leak everywhere at night.

I secretly think low-key it does make me Ageplay more, but I don't really do it like on command. Sometimes it just happens and I get all soft and I just wanna lay down, watch cartoons and either sing, draw, color, or do math homework, play games, or puzzles. I think maybe the 1st time I wore it though, it was because the pull-ups looked so easy to put on and off for Grandma, then I had watched Floribama Shore when that one crazy girl wore them around the house as a prank and I got even more curious.

I do judge myself a little bit too hard when its not my period anymore and I still get this rush, almost like a craving to wear a diaper while I'm at the house or about to go in my room....probably because I've been having more arousal and sensitive moments this year since dealing with that bad breakup. But I miss the first time I ever noticed I did ever show my soft side and it was to this specific person over the phone while we were falling to sleep together on the phone.

They told me later on why do you sound so different on the phone vs in person and I didn't understand. I thought I was just being myself. But then they said that I started like baby talk, but it was like where my voice got all light towards the time I was about to fall asleep and I would ask them to come closer to the phone so I could hear them breathing. It helped me relax and I felt safe like I could trust them with my sad, happy, and emotional states.

I never really got comfortable with me being angry, because that doesn't sound like me. But now that I've had to face it more, I'm more accepting of all my emotional states and the ages they remind me of when I get to all 3 in one happy, sad, emotional premise.

And that was seeing Grandma die. I had no idea she was already unconscious that morning, right before I called Hospice and I had to try to figure out if I had to give her more medicine or not so her head would stop shaking and her chest would stop having irregular breaths. She kept groaning and sounded like she was in pain, but needed something. Something for me to do, but because she couldn't talk and tell me, I had no idea.

At one point, I never told anyone but I thought maybe I was the reason for Grandma not making it till Monday. I thought if I had just given her some more morphine like the nurse said, instead of thinking it made it worse because she would go numb so deep that her eyes would roll, it was scary for my own mother to see when she saw her that morning and I was just sitting there, waiting for the Hospice nurse to come. I had no idea what to feel, because there was nothing I could do. I remember crying as if I was the doctor that couldn't save his own patient.

I remember thinking, I can't give up on Grandma, because she wouldn't do that to me if it was me, she deserved more than that. It was the best that I could do, so I went back up there again, no feelings in view and I gave her the recommended dose of morphine and found a way to get some water in her mouth, since her mouth kept shaking too and she suddenly wasn't able to swallow stuff anymore that morning.

By the time the nurse came, I was so damn numb even when she said she probably wouldn't expect her to live past Monday. Grandma was dying and I knew something wasn't right, but at the same time I was released from nurse duty and was exhausted. I wanted to do my best, no complaints, when taking care of Grandma. Cause I owed her. She took me in after that fight with momma for about a month, till we got into it too about something stupid.

I cried not until after I had left everybody in the room and went downstairs to try and watch one of her favorite movies she liked called "Big Fish" I never finished it because I cried that goddamn hard and I didn't know that her reaching out for me and momma's hands the day before or so it was like her turning back into a child herself. Scared, but strong. I've never heard a nurse say "she was trying to stay strong without the pain medication" but I forgot Grandma absolutely hated prescriptions and she hated needles or going to see any doctors. So that could have been why.

I always liked giving her a nice warm towel bath too, she appreciated the small things like ginger ale, butter pecan ice cream, the last of my little sister's birthday cake the week before she passed.

It was two weeks, but to me it felt like a month. I guess maybe I was hurt so bad and scared because I didn't want to keep having flashbacks of Grandma's face when she was unconscious and I didn't know what to do.

I even avoided sleeping in my room or going in her room. Because I would scream whenever I would open the door and walk past, expecting to see her there in my bed just straight looking at me, asking for a diaper change, to go potty, or for me to help her drink some water. Anything she needed and I helped, because I wanted to help her and especially my father who was already busy, tired, and stressed out about work.

So much had changed after that, and yea I felt alone about grieving her cause nobody really wanted to talk about "why did God decide that cancer was the best way for her to go?" I never had my religion shut right down from under me, because I never felt so confused and so untrusting of God than that very moment.

And the diapers were the only thing that made me connect to her and feel safe or sleep better after that. I would sneak to wear them like one would to eat candy bars. Cause I was depressed already and kept eating junk food and sugary sweets, cereal, and gummies till my stomach started hurting and I had to take breaks.

So yea.....thats how my secret diaper wearing quest started. But I still like the idea to wear them at night when I go to sleep or at least lay down in my room. Thats when I would watch Curious George, Clifford, Arthur, and all my other kid shows from childhood, cause it felt the safest to be happy then. Was when I was a kid. I used to even record christmas shows, Charlie Brown episodes, Disney TV on Saturday Mornings (cause we didn't have cable yet), CW Kids, Fox Network shows on my empty videotapes mom and dad saved me just so I could replay them as I watched and fell asleep to them right before I went to bed.

[sicklylittlesnowflake]

i'd love to read a newsies fic with someone (or more than one person!) getting a cold and there's caretaking? :D

(I’m so sorry this took such a long time! I’ve been busy with exam season and I kept wanting to come back to this because I love writing Newsies so much!! I hope I get more newsies prompts, because this was so fun!! I hope you enjoy it!)

The lives of the Newsies drastically improved since the success of the strike; everything was looking up. However, the process of getting to that success was certainly a process; and a very tiring one at that.

Needless to say, being the leader of the whole thing, Jack was exhausted. There was of course, a lot of celebration to be done, a lot of all nighters and straight to work the next day. Not to mention he was a bit too excited that Crutchie was back–and he couldn’t help but stay up all night watching him, scared that someone would just come up and take him away from him again–and he couldn’t handle the thought of dealing with that ever again. This time he would be prepared–and he would fight harder.

So when Crutchie was prodding him awake–which wasn’t the usual routine, occasionally Crutchie would wake up earlier than him but most of the time Jack had to wake him–he knew his body was starting to fail him.

“Jack–Jack, get up, we’re going to be l–”

Jack sat up quickly, sneezing harshly into his sleeve, the sound so loud and powerful it made Crutchie jump in alarm.

“Cru-cr–” Jack tried to apologise when he was cut off by yet another powerful sneeze, the action ripping out of his throats and leaving it sore and burning. He groaned quietly.

“Jack–you’re sick!” Crutchie exclaimed, slowly dropping down to his knees, wincing slightly at the pain in his leg.

Jack’s eyes widened, “Crutchie–stop it I’m fi..fihh…” His breath began to hitch, and he cupped his hands over his flaring nostrils and sneezed powerfully three times, sounding very congested and slightly wet.

Crutchie put a cool hand on Jack’s cheek and frowned, “Jack–you ain’t goin’ nowhere today! I won’t let ya!”

“What you gonna do to me, eh, Crutch? I am sellin them papes, listen–it’s Romeo’s birthday comin’ up and–”

“Nah ya ain’t! Listen, we’ll be just grand. I’ll stay here with ya, and take care of you and you’ll be better in a jiffy!” Crutchie pressed.

“Sure, but with Katherine’s new articles comin’ in soon, that ain’t the best idea,”

“What ya mean, Jack?”

“Crutchie–you are going to catch this if you stay–”

“Jack, stop treating me like I’m glass.”

Jack blinked, confused, scanning Crutchie’s face and trying to analyse it. He looked completely blank.

“What I mean is Jack, stop treating me like I’m about to fall apart all the time. I know ya mean well, Jack, really–I’m fragile, I get sick a lot, but you gotta start lettin’ me be Jack. I’ve been through some tough stuff, I can handle a cold,” Crutchie said firmly.

Jack scratched the back of his neck, “Gee..I’m real sorry about that Crutchie–I hadn’t even realised what I was doing. You ain’t fragile Crutchie, in fact you’re one of the strongest boys I know, if not the strongest. I just–I worry about ya Crutchie, only because I care about ya a whole deal.”

Crutchie smiled and pulled Jack in for a hug, “Right back at ya, Jack. You’re my family.”

Jack melted into the hug, when his sinuses began to irritate him and he began to push Crutchie off him, but the little bugger didn’t budge.

“Crutchie, I have to..” it was too late, Jack launched into a loud sneezing fit over Crutchie’s shoulder, attempting to shield his germs as well as possible but it was impossible given the situation. He sneezed and sneezed, each sneeze louder and more powerful, more progressive.

When he finished, Crutchie finally let Jack go and gave him a sheepish smile. Jack scowled and rubbed his nose irritably.

“Now you are definitely going to get sick, Crutchie! What the hell was that about?!”

Crutchie rolled his eyes, “With that amount of power to your sneezes, you needed support so you don’t end up breakin’ your damn back! Just lookin’ out for ya!”

As Jack was about to protest, Crutchie pushed the older boy down so he that he was lying down on the crappy old excuse of a “mattress”.

“Now now Jackie boy, it’s time ya gotta get a little bit of sleep, huh?” Crutchie cooed gently, brushing back pieces of hair that was on Jack’s face.

The motion of Crutchie’s soft hands caressing his face was ever so calming, and as much as Jack wanted to protest he could feel Sleep’s soft lullaby drawing him into it’s gentle embrace.

Jack woke up to some clanking of metal, a lot of rustling and the sound of a crutch being dragged along, and soft panting. He sat up instantly, his instinct to help Crutchie up the ladder kicking in, but he regretted the decision immediately as a splitting headache started in his head.

“Damn, did I wake ya?” Crutchie frowned.

Jack, who had his eyes squeezed shut, opened his eyes to see Crutchie holding a few things in his arms. His eyes wouldn’t focus and everything was in a blur–but him having a few things would explain why it was even more of a struggle for him to get up the steps today.

“Where were ya?” Jack asked as he massaged his temples.

“Awh, did ya miss me?” Crutchie teased, sticking a tongue out playfully.

Jack rolled his eyes and fell into a coughing fit, body racked with the congested coughs.

Crutchie draped a soft (in reality it wasn’t all that soft, it was mediocre and acceptable at best, but they were used to scratchy rags anyway) blanket around him, and gave him a sweet, sweet smile that made Jack want to pinch the life out of his cheeks.

“Huh? Where’d ya get..” Jack paused to sneeze into his cupped hands and before he resumed his sentence, he got distracted by a small bowl of chicken noodle…and a tiny bible. That would explain it

“What’d you say to the nuns to get this, Crutchie?!” Jack exclaimed, cringing at he sound of his raspy voice.

Crutchie winked, “I got personality.”

“You didn’t have to..”

“Shaddup, now lemme feed you this–” Crutchie said firmly, leaving no room for argument as he dipped the small plastic spoon into the bowl and bringing it close to Jack’s lips.

Jack rolled his eyes at this, but was secretly loving being cared for and opened his mouth. He hadn’t had much of an appetite but ate up anyway, knowing he needed to get better soon.

The two sat there in a comfortable silence until the soup was all gone and Jack was sleepy yet again, lying down with the blanket wrapped around him like a cocoon, his eyes drooping slowly. He started shivering despite the warm blanket, body trembling and teeth shattering.

Crutchie was at his side in seconds, pulling Jack close to him and allowing Jack to share his body warmth, holding the older boy close.

“This is real nice Crutchie,” Jack mumbled sleepily, barely even audible.

“You deserve it, Jack.”

“Crutchie?” Jack’s hoarse voice rang out the next morning.

As Crutchie gained consciousness, he soon realised that his head hurt and he couldn’t breathe out of one nostril. He was already sick.

Crutchie knew it was going to happen–but he hadn’t anticipated it being so soon. He had expected it to kick in once Jack was better–and Jack still needed rest so he had to tough it out.

“Mm?” He said sleepily, sitting up slowly. He had hoped he could pass off the croaky voice for early morning grogginess.

“I think I’m getting better–I think I’ll be okay to sell papes–”

“Absolutely not, Jack! And what? Undo all your progress? You are staying here!”

“But Crutchie, we need money!”

Crutchie sighed, leaning in and feeling Jack’s forehead.

“I mean..you are getting better, which means I can go back to work–and you..you will stay here and rest, capiche?”

Jack opened his mouth and Crutchie quickly shut him up.

“I’ll check up on ya every few hours, okay? Try and get ya some food or water after I get my papes, yeah?”

Jack tried to reply when his face scrunched up and he launched into a short sneezing fit, his final sneeze progressive and wet sounding. He blushed.

“..and tissues.”

Crutchie thought his soft, stifled sneezes into his ragged sleeve was well hidden, but after the tenth one he heard a voice suddenly ring out from behind him. The voice was a normal volume, but in this quiet street it was extremely deafening.

“Crutchie, that is the tenth one today,” Davey observed, and when Crutchie whipped around to face him he was frowning with his arms crossed.

“Huh?” Crutchie asked, playing dumb.

“Don’t pull that crap with me, Crutchie, I know you’ve caught Jack’s cold,” He scolded, approaching him and reaching out to feel for his temperature.

Crutchie ducked out of the way, thinking he had escaped him when Davey’s hand was firmly cupped around his chin and his hand was then placed firmly on his forehead. Crutchie was almost shocked at how good Davey was at this–but remembered his brotherly instinct and how damn good it was.

Davey tutted, “Welp, you got a fever alright.”

Crutchie pouted, “And? I don’t care! I have to sell these papes, with Romeo’s birthday comin..hehhh..”

Crutchie ducked into his sleeve and sneezed three high pitched, desperate, ticklish sneezes. He sniffled pathetically and looked up to see a lady walking by.

“Hey miss! Look here, a fire over at Brooklyn! Ain’t that a travesty?! And look how huge that fire is! What coulda happen there? Ain’t that piquin’ your interest?!” Crutchie said with a little sniffle, sounding congested and pathetic.

The lady had a sympathetic, pitiful look on her face and wasn’t at all listening to what Crutchie had to say, and gave him quite a sum of money.

“Now now little boy, run along home and get some rest!” She said kindly and off she went.

Davey raised his eyebrows, “If that ain’t a sign Crutchie, I don’t what is!”

“A sign that I gotta keep doing this! This is great Davey! Look at all this cash I’m making–”

“Oh my god, no! A sign that you gotta get some rest, Crutchie!”

“Davey, can’t you see the opportunity right here? I gotta seize it, I gotta..oh..actually I gotta snee–”

Crutchie fell into a powerful sneezing fit, his body racked by the sneezing, so harsh and strong that he started feeling woozy and his own body couldn’t support it. The sneezing bent him over, enough so that he dropped his crutch and Davey was supporting him, catching him. He didn’t have any time to move so he spent the next minute sneezing into Davey’s chest.

“D-Dave, I’m so sorry!” Crutchie yelled in embarrassment, sniffling and rubbing at his nose.

Davey shook his head and smiled fondly, “Don’t sweat it–you don’t have to ap..actually, you know what you can do?”

“What?”

“Get some rest.”

Crutchie pouted, but let Davey sling his arm around him and guide him back to where was Jack was.

“Oh my god–”

“Shut it, Jack,” Crutchie hissed.

Davey chuckled softly and helped Crutchie sit down beside Jack, who was immediately draping the blanket around Crutchie who instantly walked the cloth away from him, and back onto Jack.

This process went on for a minute before Davey firmly yanked the blanket from the two of them and draping it over both of them.

“Crutchie, why didn’t you tell me you were sick this morning?” Jack asked, punctuating his sentence with a wheezy cough.

Crutchie huffed, “because you need to rest and not be worrying! Also I’m not sick!” His sentence was punctuated by a sneeze.

Jack sighed and brought the boy closer by the waist and let him rest his head on his shoulder, stroking the soft blonde hair, “I’m so sorry I got ya sick pal..”

Crutchie shook his head, “It was bound to happen–with the horribleness of the refuge and everythin’…”

Davey pulled a blanket out of his satchel, along with a pillow and some medicine.

“Here,” he instructed, giving Crutchie the new blanket so Jack could have the blanket to himself and fluffed up the pillow.

“Where the heck did you get that?” Jack asked, an eyebrow raised.

“The minute Crutchie sneezed for the first time I went home to get some of this stuff,” Davey chuckled and ruffled Crutchie’s hair, then punching Jack’s arm gently. Davey got up to start climbing down the steps. As he was climbing down he perked back up.

“Listen, just..get some rest, you two. I’ll check up on ya tomorrow mornin–”

“Wait, Davey..”

Davey looked up to see the two biggest pairs of sweet, loving eyes.

“Stay with us for a little bit?”

He couldn’t find it in his heart to say no.

[glacialispictorem]

Heroic Woes...

It's a normal day at Frost's castle and in the gardens is one of Lady Elise's retainers, Arthur who seems to be sighing and somewhat feeling down. Priscilla happens to be nearby as she noticed Arthur. The lady of Cornwell decides to approach him and ask what's bothering him.

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Priscilla: (concerned expression) Excuse me Arthur, but is there something wrong?

Arthur: (puts up a facade with a fake smile) Oh, nothing wrong here Lady Priscilla. In fact, everything's fine!

Priscilla: Arthur, you were sighing not long ago. There has to be something bothering you. Also, you can call me Priscilla; no need to be too formal.

Arthur: (makes a rather dreary facial expression) Alright, alright. I can't help but to feel bothered towards the summoner's attitude lately.

Priscilla: Oh?

Arthur: Priscilla, whenever Frost sees me passing through the hallway, he changes direction. Whenever I speak to him, he doesn't make eye contact and stutters. Also he makes this face whenever he's annoyed at something too whenever I'm in front of him.

Priscilla: Our summoner hides a lot of secrets. Maybe he's hiding something that's weighing heavily on his heart.

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* Later, Priscilla runs into Eliwood and Shanna and forwarded Arthur's concerns. Knowing that their summoner can be filled with secrets. They concluded that they must head over to his favorite room in the castle; his workshop where he keeps his many creations, they also brought Arthur too. They proceed to browse through his belongings to find the answer. They know it's wrong to browse through Frost's belongings without permission but...

Priscilla: (makes a worried expression) I'm not sure whether we should browse through his belongings. Maybe we should wait for him.

Shanna: Oh come on! We're all helping a friend here right?

Eliwood: (nods) Shanna has a point. Frost sometimes doesn't tell what's bothering him and tends to set up a facade just to hide his troubles. Sometimes, we're forced to find out exactly what's troubling him; since we'd rather find out what it is than to see Frost eventually lose composure from bottling up all of his problems.

Arthur: (browses through a shelf of art materials) Speaking of Frost, where is he by the way?

Shanna: (browses through the cabinet) He's with the primary Horse Emblem squad; with Ursula, Prince Xander, Reinhardt and Miss Cecilia. Ursula; from what I heard from Robin, she is one of the "bonus units" for the Arena season. Since the chief tends to be very meticulous in his tactics, we'll have lots of time before he comes back.

Priscilla: (browses in another shelf to find a very interesting sketch book) Oh, what's this?

Eliwood: That is Frost's keepsake from his world. That sketchbook contains things from his world. Metal wagons, towers that touch the sky; winged machines and many more. Frost protects it dearly because it's the only thing that makes him feel less homesick.

Shanna: (eyes light up with an idea) Hey, let's look through the sketches. Maybe we can find our answers there since the chief always keeps that well-protected!

* The four placed the sketchbook on a table and flipped through the many pages; images of "metal wagons", "towers that touch the sky", "flying machines", his many art subjects... All hope is lost for them until...

Arthur: (is starting to get worried) I'd hate to say this but let's just return this sketchbook. We haven't found out what's behind all of this and the summoner might catch us all red-handed!

Shanna: (puppy dog eyes) Awww... Just one more page! One more page and we can bring the chief's sketchbook back to where we found it.

* The moment Shanna turned to the next page... a colored drawing showed up. A man with a shield; clad in blue, red and white with golden locks of hair, standing tall as he gazes into the light of the sun.

Shanna: (chuckles) Hey Arthur, I bet you can't match this guy here.

Arthur: Hmm? (insert hammy voice here) Arthur shall take example from the man in the image and surpass him in heroic deeds!

Eliwood: (furrows eyebrows at the image and starts looking at Arthur and the artwork; back and forth, in his mind; could this be the reason why Frost is skittish around Arthur? What could be the connection of this man towards their summoner?)

Priscilla: (notices a sheet of paper protrude behind the page) Wait, there's something behind the drawing. (finds a letter behind the page) A letter...

Eliwood: What is stated in the letter?

Priscilla: Okay, here goes... "Greetings chief. I wish you a very happy birthday... and this drawing here is my gift for you. I do hope my depiction of you was good enough, dear friend. Sincerely, Frost."

Arthur: So... this is why the summoner is stuttering and feels uneasy around me?

Eliwood: It seems so. Your overall appearance seems to remind the summoner of his chief from his world. Frost must be missing him so much that it saddens him yet he chose to just hide it from everyone else.

Shanna: (worried expression) Awww... Our chief misses his chief.

Eliwood: Now we got our answers, let's put back where this belongs and clean up our mess so the moment Frost returns; everything looks normal here. Also, Arthur...

Arthur: Yes, Lord Eliwood?

Eliwood: Just relax for now after this. Leave this matter to us three. We will speak to Frost whenever he's vacant; he tends to assess post-battle results when returning from the arena.

* The four have found their answers and brought back the items they've browsed through; not leaving a behind a trace of them searching through Summoner Frost's belongings. The following days later; Frost returned with his Horse Emblem team, exhausted from the rumble in the Arena. After the summoner did post-battle results assessing and some rest, Eliwood finally spoke to Frost in private due to the matter. Long story, short; the summoner decided to make up for his attitude towards Arthur and now became pals.

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EXTRA SCENE

Eliwood: Good morning Arthur. You seem quite happy today.

Arthur: (is in very high spirits) Indeed I am, Lord Eliwood! The summoner brought me to the Training Tower and guess what? When he called in Robin to assess me, he said that I was "Attack Plus, Health Minus" all along!

Eliwood: (smiles) Glad to hear that Arthur! I bet the summoner might come up with a delightful plan for you.

Arthur: I shall wait for that day when I can become a Hero of Legend, and also become a better retainer to Lady Elise. I shall thank Sir Frost when that finally happens. Lately, he's starting to become a good luck charm of sorts to me ever since he stopped being skittish around me.