#I’LL TREASURE THIS FOREVER CHERRY

[pandoa]

OMG CHERRY YOU ABSOLUTE ANGEL YOU ACTUALLY DID IT 😭😭 AFTER ONE MENTION IN MY TAGS YOU WROTE IT I ADORE YOU <33

I ACTUALLY STARTED GIGGLING AND JUMPING AROUND FANGIRLING WHEN I SAW YOU POSTED LMAO I’M SO HAPPY IT FEELS LIKE CHRISTMAS AGAIN HAHA

now onto some (very calm) commentary lol

i won’t lie, i got a little concerned when i saw the synopsis and your mention of the Philippine dish 💀 part of me was worried lilia was going to cook and that set alarms in my mind lmaoo but now that i finished reading, i know why you asked me for my favorite food lolol

like lilia, dear, it’s okay i can cook for all of us <3

ANYWAYS

THE RIVALRY, THE TENSION, THE FIGHT FOR ONE’S LOVE ALL WRAPPED UP IN ONE FIC

I LOVE IT WITH ALL OF MY HEART. THE AMOUNT OF TIMES I SWOONED. IS ABSOLUTELY HILARIOUS. it was fun imagining their outfits lol especially when it felt like i was staring at two drastically different styles i adore and switch between bc i just love them both (i appreciate rook’s howl outfit btw you know just where my tastes lie cherry hehe) rook in howl’s fit K.O.’d me for sure

i literally had to stop to squeal while reading this

i can imagine this all going down with the classic “love rivals interacting with added lightning bolt effects for comedic tension” that they always include in shojo manga lol

and ah, yes… calming down the sight of two men fighting with food. very smart move, reader LMAO I’D LOVE TO HEAR BOTH OF THEIR PERFORMANCES TOO AAAA

just as long as no one injures themselves while (or after) they perform 💀

edit: i forgot to say this when i first read it because i was so excited, but the addition of the pancit canton made me feel so comfy inside <333 once you started describing it, i could feel myself already craving it lmao, and it was nice to have something so familiar to me in a fic- it felt like home c:

Bat-Hunter | Rook Hunt & Lilia Vanrouge

Synopsis: In which Rook and Lilia found themselves at the start of a legendary battle for the Prefect of Ramshackle's heart. The world of love triangles is awfully quiet after this exchange. Dedicated to @pandoa. You wish and you shall receive <3

Lilia Vanrouge, Rook Hunt x gender neutral reader / small scenario / fluff but mostly crack / reference to a specific Phillipines dish / 1525 words / use of “you” pronouns

Bat-Hunter: The Magnificent Showdown!

Few people throughout history — between humans and faes — could say that they had the audacity to directly antagonize the Great General Vanrouge in any sort of battle. And getting out of this sort of risk alive was a bit of luck granted to very few people, almost to none.

“But a coward hunter is not worthy to receive the title, nor to wear a hat.”

That was the Hunt family motto that Rook was so proud to carry in his heart. Such was his respect for his family tradition that this phrase was embroidered on the inside of all his hats so as to never forget his origins.

Well, maybe I’m starting a little too fast and you’re still worrying — from the comfort of Ramshackle’s upstairs window — what the hell the two guys you liked were doing on the ground floor balcony, dressed like that.

Despite everything, you suddenly shrugged to yourself and headed to the kitchen where a more urgent task needed to be fulfilled. When everything was ready, hopefully you could invite the guys in. That is, if you found one or the other intact in the end.

Because that was the feeling that their exchange of glances passed.

Lilia was dressed in his Light Music club “uniform,” as punk rock as your father had been in the eighties when he was young and phones were wired. He held his guitar close to him, as if it were the weapon of his days in the Army of Thorns. He was “total rad” — as the youngsters would say.

His friendly smile only masked the irritation of finding Rook in that place, decked out from head to toe. Usually, his presence was easy to ignore and his curiosity could be quite amusing from time to time.

But he knew the real situation they were in: they were equals in rivalry for the heart of Ramshackle’s Prefect.

Knights in a duel for love!

Rook, in his own instance, wore a pair of belted trousers and a loose white blouse — located in the common vocabulary as a “pirate blouse” — with the strange addition of a large pink coat over his shoulders, sewn by hand and with some patterns of blue rhombuses. With his hat in hand, he looked like a book character.

His expression was equally gentle but it carried a certain pang of defiance, like a hunter who meets another while hunting.

“You look very beauté this afternoon, Monsieur Curiosité!,” Rook praised.

“How did you actually say that time? That my beauty is ‘mysterious’?,” Lilia chuckled, squinting his eyes.

“Oui, oui! But do not fret, Monsieur, today my attention is on someone else.”

“Another one? You can’t get enough of it, can you, Hunt?”

“Oh, for Heaven’s sake, yes. I’m tired. Tired because I’m wandering for days and nights thinking about the smile of that kind person and how I would like to cheer them up in these times of crisis!”

Crisis? Lilia didn’t quite understand. You seemed to be doing very well during all the times you met. Had he let any detail slip through the cracks?

“What kind of crisis? That is,” he bit his tongue, embarrassed that he had to ask for help from his literal rival. “If I may intrude.”

“Oh, don’t worry about it. These are ear crisis! Dear Trickster has been hearing a lot of guitars being scratched lately,” the young huntsman replied, boldly.

Lilia barely broke his guitar cable — or the entire instrument at once in Rook’s head.

It was a mere provocation, no big deal. And Pomefiore’s vice, the way he was, probably appreciated each style of music in its own artistic way. But they were dealing with a battle of epic proportions and every blow counted.

Even if he were to call Lilia’s love-hard-heavy-metal demo “instrument-scratching”. But it was worth it and it showed in the way Rook’s eyes squinted in amusement.

Dealing with Diasomnia’s vice has always been an adventure in itself. That was the best part about being Lilia’s romantic rival.

Regardless of the ending, moments like this would always have a special place in Rook’s heart and he would remember it all with emotion when he went to tell your children — “the Hunt Jrs.” — the trajectory of your love.

“Why are you crying?,” suddenly Lilia inquired, confused.

“You will not be forgotten, Monsieur Curiosité! Forever and ever!,” Rook declared, wiping a tear with the sleeve of his coat. “Your memory will be carried forever in our family!”

At this the fae pulled the hunter by the collar of his shirt, staring directly into his green eyes. It was not necessary to float to come face to face with Rook, Lilia had enough dignity to impose himself the way he wanted.

And, let’s face it, making the boy — a “child” in his eyes — literally reach his level was more convenient too.

“Your particular persona has not yet turned gray to be Malleus’ breakfast because I dare, to the best of my mental faculties, find your audacity mildly amusing,” Lilia said with a grim smile cutting across his face.

“I thank you, monsieur. And I, if I may say so, find the bloody-pink in your eyes extremely beautiful,” Rook retorted, torn between fascination and a certain fear instinct that only made him feel more confident in his goals.

“Who do you think you are, hunter?”

“And who do you think I am, bat?”

That said, the two of them started laughing. Maniacally. They walked away but kept laughing, releasing all the anger and tension that could be felt in the form of simple fun between two colleagues.

Oh, they wanted to duel until death ripped them from each others hands.

Fortunately, you opened the door in time to prevent a bloodbath in your yard — after all, it would be difficult to clean it up.

“Hey, boys!,” you greeted, happy. “Wanna come in? I made pancit canton!”

Then you showed them a plate of fresh noodles, straight out of the pan, in a colorful combination of sliced pork, sausage and shrimp along with chopped carrots, cabbage, peas, onions and garlic. It smelled wonderfully good and matched your good mood. No wonder, it was your favorite food from the Philippines.

The sun was setting and it was close to dinner time. In fact, you were so excited about the process of cooking everything — from blanching vegetables to cutting meats — that the serving size tripled. Maybe being busy tidying the house didn’t help your distraction.

But with Lilia and Rook there — and Grim would be happy with extra food — you felt that little slip was worth doing it.

The smile that opened on your face descended on them like a ray of light in the midst of darkness, poetic as a fairy tale.

The animosity in the air was still palpable, however you were simply happy to have the company of your two crushes at the same time and there are times you need to take advantage of some situations.

“Prefect! I composed a song and I would like you to hear it,” Lilia stepped forward, putting the guitar in position and pulling a bombastic sound from the strings.

Your eyes widened and you couldn’t stop an admiring smile from appearing. Outside that your heart was racing just like the Light Music club speakers after a performance by Lilia. He was so cool!

“And I brought the best collection of poems on my bookshelf to recite, sweet Trickster!,” Rook didn’t lag behind and with one movement of his arm, the coat danced beautifully under his shoulders.

Another shot to the heart! As if that were not enough, the shades of the afternoon horizon harmonized perfectly with Rook’s clothes and made him an otherworldly vision, having escaped from a bedside book just to meet with you.

“You two are going to drive me crazy like this…,” you grumbled to yourself. But you did your best to stay intact.

“I just want you to bear with me 'cause I am only one,” you said. “Let’s have dinner first, okay?”

“All for you, sweet Trickster!,” Rook declared, taking your free hand and kissing it.

“A-ah! Okay?”

“What matters is your wish, Prefect,” Lilia skillfully took the plate of pancit from your other hand and also kissed it.

“B-but your guitar...!” He literally had put the instrument between his legs.

“There’s no time for questioning, magnefique apple of my eyes. Forward, my brave rival!”

“Said and done, hunter!”

You were still confused when they managed to find a way to literally drag you into the house, each holding your arms as if your weight was negligible and the situation completely normal.

It was obvious how Rook and Lilia, even if in different ways, could make you go “head over heels.” 

Well, you avoided reaching that angle when they deposited you on the couch and sat each by your sides. At least the animosity was gone and Lilia’s guitar was more securely propped up on the coffee table.

“Dinner, mes ami?,” Rook suggested. “Then a lyrical duel to the death?”

“A what...?”

“That’s fine for me,” Lilia accepted.

And so they lived happily ever after. At least until after dinner.

🦇🆚️🏹

Special Notes: It’s funny or maybe not how I can get drowned in my own work and never make any progress in months but the moment the inspiration for something strikes me as a lighting, suddenly I can pull off an entire 1525 thing in two nights straight. It’s quite simple and it goes more into comedy territory but it’s a homage for your underrated comedy skills, Pando! I still tried my best to make sure both Rook and Lilia could have their times to shine. I based most of the exchange in Lilia’s R Sports Card personal story with Rook (and just got off from that feeling). Have to say, I love a good unilateral passive-aggressive convo and they delivered <3

Now… any similarities of scenes from certain movies are completely my fault. I’m currently having a Die Hard and Kung Fu Panda brainrot, which is weird but it happened.

[driflew]

w a bit more attention on bastard and the beast au bc of. someone. making a comment on stream, i wanted to post another batb scene

this one is like... loosely canon? big dog au is written so it can be read as romantic or platonic (since i like shipping and cherri does not lmao), which is why the curse is changed from true love to reciprocal trust/affection. that said, i was having thoughts about how Ren might feel about loving Martyn when he knows his curse works based on someone reciprocating his trust/affection, and how difficult it must be to love/trust a monster

“You don’t have to work all day, you know,” Ren says, lying on the ground toward the edge of the room. Martyn stops, glancing at the collection of dust and fur gathered by the end of his broom, then looks up at Ren.

“If I don’t sweep, the carpet is going to grow a second layer,” Martyn says.

“I don’t shed that much,” Ren mutters. Martyn says nothing, raising his eyebrows. “What? I don’t!”

It seems Martyn finds that unworthy of an argument, because he simply turns and resumes sweeping. Ren watches him—his sleeves are still rolled up from moving rubble earlier, and though sweeping doesn’t require much muscle, Ren finds himself watching the slight flex of his arm when he moves.

Everything about Martyn is attractive to Ren. Maybe he’s just been alone too long, but he finds himself admiring Martyn at every chance he gets. The callousness of his hands, the swish of his skirts when he walks, the crease below his eyes when he smiles… Ren can’t help but take it all in.

When Ren closes his eyes, when he lets himself dream, he can almost imagine how Martyn’s touch would feel against his own skin. Martyn’s hand in his own, far more weathered than the hands of a nobleman, or cupping his face with rough fingers. Martyn could have lifted his old body off the ground entirely, he thinks. Martyn could have swept him off his feet effortlessly.

Ren thinks about being delicate, something he never once cared about before, but knows he can never be again. He wants to be something fragile and small, something treasured and cherished. He wants Martyn to hold him like he’s precious, to touch him with intention, to treat him with love. He wants soft, smooth hands, clear of fur and claws, small enough to fit in Martyn’s own. He wants hands which don’t spend all their time against the muddy, dusty floor, hands important enough to be held and squeezed and kissed.

Could Ren be worthy of that one day? Would he have been worthy of that if he'd had a human face? He doesn’t want to be scary and clumsy and monstrous anymore.

Something smacks Ren in the nose. Not hard, but it tickles, and it immediately makes Ren sneeze.

“Did you just sneeze on me? That’s so gross,” Martyn says. He’s standing directly in front of Ren’s face, grimacing heavily. His broom is still in his hands, and Ren has to stop himself from laughing.

“You hit me in the nose! With a dusty broom! Of course I was going to sneeze!” Ren says.

“Gross,” Martyn says again, “I feel like I should take a bath.”

“You actually want to clean off?” Ren asks. Martyn narrows his eyes.

“I’m not entirely disgusting,” Martyn says, “I spent all of this morning pushing rubble around. I should take a bath anyway.”

“If you’d like to finish work early, I’ll help you draw one,” Ren offers, and Martyn nods. Ren pries himself off the ground, and when he stands, he’s taller than Martyn. He almost laughs to himself—small and delicate indeed.

Filling Martyn’s bath is a team effort. Martyn has an easier time operating the well, what with his hands making the whole process of tying knots and turning cranks much smoother. When the bucket is full of water and out of the well, he hands it to Ren, who carries it back to the bathroom with ease.

“You’re dusty,” Martyn notes, dumping one bucket into the tub, “How do you clean off? Could I just brush it all out?”

“That could work,” Ren says, “Maybe wet rags?”

“I don’t want you to smell like wet dog forever,” Martyn groans, “But if I brush out that much dust and fur, I’m just going to have to sweep again.”

“Such is life, living with a monster,” Ren says, amused. Martyn groans.

“Everyone warns you with magic beasts how you might get eaten or something,” Martyn says, “No one warns you about all the godamn sweeping.”

A few more buckets see the bath full. Martyn doesn’t even bother to dismiss Ren before he starts untying the clasp at the back of his dress.

“Martyn! Hold on, let me leave. I should give you some privacy,” Ren says, a bit embarrassed, but Martyn seems surprised he cares.

“Why? It’s not like it matters,” Martyn dismisses, “Plus, I know you’ll get lonely if I kick you out.”

“It’s hardly appropriate,” Ren argues. Martyn shrugs.

“It’s just us in this whole castle, Ren. Plus, you’re not even human, so why do you care?” Martyn says, “I’ve changed in front of you before, anyway.”

The first and last points are true enough—no one in the castle is going to scold them for indecency, and Martyn has changed from nightdress to working clothes in Ren’s bedroom a few times before.

Ren had thought that a sign of trust. Knowing Martyn simply doesn’t think of him as human enough to care not to change in front of him, it…

“…I guess,” Ren agrees, though he still averts his eyes as Martyn drops the rest of his day clothes and climbs into the bath. He settles his arms along the edge of the tub with a long sigh, then tilts his head back at Ren.

“I’ll only take a few minutes,” Martyn says, “You can just hang out, I guess.”

Ren hums to prove he’s heard, then finds a place to lie down somewhere at the edge of the room. His heart stings, though he knows it shouldn’t surprise him.

After all, if Martyn really did think of Ren the way Ren does Martyn, then Ren wouldn’t be lying on cold tile across the room.

Ren turns his head away from Martyn entirely, watching the floor. He hears water slosh as Martyn moves, but he doesn’t think about it. He’ll never be himself again, he knows—the one shot he has to try, and the man doesn’t even think of him as human. If soft hands make him worthy of love, he’ll never measure up.

So he thinks about now. He thinks about his body as it is, as it always will be. In his mind, Martyn doesn’t hold him softly or kiss his paws. He’s too big, too clumsy, too monstrous for gentle care. Instead, Martyn lies on Ren’s bed, torso pinned under one large paw. Claws rest against Martyn’s skin, but they do not break, and Martyn does not fear them. Martyn is perfectly at peace as Ren presses closer, as Ren presses his tongue against Martyn’s face, against his neck, down his arms, across his chest. He tastes of salt after a day spent hard at work, and Ren can feel Martyn’s muscle twitch when he moves, same as how he used to watch. All the while, Martyn scratches at his face, dragging blunt nails down his nose or under his chin, seeking out the sound of Ren’s tail thumping on the bed. Ren’s teeth, large and beastly and out in the open, brush too near to Martyn’s face, and Martyn kisses his exposed fang.

Could Martyn love a monster? Could Ren be worthy like this, too? If the curse can ever break, he’ll have to be.

But Ren always knew his curse was unbreakable, didn’t he?

“—n? Ren? Are you listening to me?” Martyn asks. Ren cracks an eye open—Martyn’s still in the tub, leaning over the edge closest to Ren.

“Hm?” Ren asks, “No, I dozed off.”

“I don’t understand how you fall asleep on the floor so often,” Martyn says, “I’m going to dry off and get dressed, then I’ll help you clean the dust out of your fur. Sound good?”

“Sounds great,” Ren says, and he doesn’t look away as Martyn stands, reaching for his towel.

If Martyn thinks anything of Ren staring, he doesn’t say.

[helluvagirlboss]

Hazbin Hotel Songs I Want to See in the Future

1. A Lucifer and Lilith duet detailing their love story and eventual falling out.

2. A Vaggie solo about how she felt when she was abandoned by the only family she ever knew (aka the Exorcists) and how she’ll make sure they’ll never forget her. Think of a cross between Treasure Planet’s “I’m Still Here” and Olivia Rodrigo’s “Can’t Catch Me Now” lyrically.

3. An Alastor solo of him manipulating Charlie, kinda like The Little Mermaid’s “Poor Unfortunate Souls” but with a bit more of a 30s swing to it, that gets slower and more sinister the more his influence begins to take over.

4. Either a Husk solo, or a Husk duet with Alastor about his life as an Overlord before his downfall.

5. An Angel and Valentino duet that devolves into an angry break up song, where Angel gets the strength to walk away from him forever.

6. A Charlie and Angel duet. In general. It can be emotional or a fun time but I want a friendship song between these two.

7. In that same vein, I’d love a girl group number with Charlie, Cherri, and Vaggie reminiscent of Little Mix because I think it would be fun.

8. An angry Vaggie and Lute duet detailing their falling out, bonus if it’s a battle duet kinda like the Confrontation song between Valjean and Javert in Les Miserables but more of a rock opera vibe.

9. A Charlie solo where, if those rumors about her heading down a dark path are true, she spirals and loses her sense of morality after one too many failures. Think “No Good Deed” from Wicked.

10. Another group number with the main cast where all their individual parts converge before they reach the final chorus, bonus if it’s before or during battle.

Let me know what you think, and I’m sure I’ll think of more eventually!

[timetravell]

╰ “If I could make days last forever ” ╮

🕸️ Name; Cherry B0mb

💠 Nicknames; Cherry, Cher-Bear. Granola

🪼Pronouns; He/They/She

💠 Age; Highschool

🕸️ Gender; Genderfluid

🪼 Sexuality; Omni/Ace

╰ “If words could make wishes come true” ╮

🩵 likes; Reading, Writing, Drawing, Learning, Video games, Make-up, Content Creation, Adventure Time, Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss, Percy Jackson, Greek Mythology, The Lunar Chronicles

🩵 dislikes; The government.

🩵 comforts; Cartoons :D

🩵 DNI; Wilbur Supporters, Punz Supporters, Dream supporters, George supporters, The DTeam supporters, Homophobes, Racists, Zionists, Anti-Semitic ppl, Republicans, Conservatives, NSFW people,

╰ “I’d save everyday like a treasure” ╮

🩵 What is this blog; I’ll be using this blog as a timeline for any projects I have/will be working on. Including but not limited to: Game creation, show re-writes, adaptations of video games with my friends and passing my classes, and maybe some study help

🩵 2024 Challenges; Read 50 books, pass all my classes with B’s and above, Pass the Human Geo AP test with a 3 or above, Pass all my tests/quizzes with a 90 or above (I get as monster high doll each time I do <3), actually getting some work done on my game besides research and lore and character creation.

🩵 (2023-2024) Classes I’m taking; AP Human geography, Chemistry, Algebra 1, ELA 1, Spanish 1, Principles of Business, Beginner Musical Theatre, and Band (also color guard technically)

╰ “Again, I would spend them with you” ╮

[delicateporcelaindoll]

Heaven In Your Eyes

Baby look me in my eyes

And tell me candy coated lies

I want to be your little cherry pie

Paint me a lovely picture

With your sweet words, dear mister

But please don’t treat me like a stripper

I’m not a cheap motel whore

Why are you incapable of giving me more

I can’t stand your indifference

You know when you fuck me it’s magnificent

You look in my eyes and see the innocence

That’s how you convince me

To look past your ignorance

I want to give you my heart

But I know you’ll tear it apart

I see heaven in your eyes

When it’s just me and you riding down rodeo drive

How could you prey on my naïveté

God you’re such a fucking cliche

Sometimes I still get sentimental

It’s such a shame you’re non committal

I would’ve loved you forever

Baby you knew I was down for whatever

Nostalgia is a dangerous thing for us to have

But this time there’s no going back

I can’t give you anymore chances

When will you realize I’m ignoring all of your advances

We can’t be in each other’s lives

It’s time we said goodbye

I’ll cherish you forever

You’ll always be my darling treasure

I see heaven in your eyes

When it’s just me and you riding down rodeo drive

How could you prey on my naïveté

God you’re such a fucking cliche

Don’t wanna think the worst of you

But what’s a girl like me to do

When your love always leaves me

Feeling more than a little blue

Can’t sit here and wait for you to bloom

I’ll wear your t shirt while I cry

You’ll never know how much I wish you could be mine

I’d give anything for just one more night

Meet me in my dreams

Under the pale moonlight

Even though I know this is right

I hate that you gave me no choice

Maybe I’ll see you in another life

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Headcanons for Adeuce, Tweels, and Jack please!!!!! In which their s/o is accidentally turned into a goldfish sized mermaid but asks to be carried around inside a fish bowl so they don’t miss classes

Curiouser and Curiouser...

Unfortunately for you, Ace doesn’t have a fish bowl on standby, so he quickly improvises by pilfering a tea pot from the Heartslabyul kitchen (surely Trey won’t notice one missing, right?). He carries you around with the lid off so you can come up for air and light as you like.

He’s not very graceful around transporting you to and from class. Ace has a bad habit of lingering in the halls and waiting until the last possible minute to get to lecture, meaning you’re in for a rough and bumpy ride, water splashing everywhere, as he makes a mad dash for his seat.

He pulls that asshole move where he continuously taps the teapot and calls your name--and when you swim to the surface and ask what he wants, he has just about the most smug look on his face.

Ace tosses you some crumbs from the crust of a slice of cherry pie (which immediately get soggy in the water). When that meal doesn’t work out, he wrestles with Grim for some of his tuna (and ends up walking away with a whole spoonful--more than enough for your size).

“Haaaah, you’re a lot easier to keep as a tiny merperson. Maybe I’ll keep you like this forever,” he jokes, twirling around the lid to your teapot in one hand. “Hey, can you blame me? I like having all of your attention.”

Deuce will ferry you to and from class as asked, but he’ll be walking on eggshells the whole time. He doesn’t consider himself to be that great at taking care of others when he can barely take care of his grades, so he’s scared that he’ll screw something up, maybe even accidentally hurt you.

He has two hands firmly on your fish bowl as he’s transporting you, taking careful steps to ensure that not a single drop of water spills! And when Deuce finally sets you down beside him for class, he’ll periodically glance up from his notes or from the blackboard to check up on you flitting about in the water.

If anyone knocks over your bowl, delinquent Deuce comes out in full swing--but before the fists and magic start flying, he’ll scoop you up and put you somewhere safe. He wouldn’t want for a stray spell or a cauldron to crush you!

He has a surprisingly gentle touch! Deuce handles you very delicately, from head pats with his index finger to bending a straw for you to sip out of a juice cup. Ignore the fact that he tried to feed you actual fish food at first--

“Phew, looks like we made it through the day okay,” he sighs, a relieved smile on his face. “But honestly, I’m just glad that nothing bad happened to you. Did I... Did I do a good job protecting you?”

Jade sets you up in an aquatic terrarium before taking you to class. There’s not only water to keep you hydrated, but also a bed of gravel for you to play with at the very bottom, and a flurry of colorful plants to get lost in. You’ll have fun for hours on end--and so will Jade as he watches you amuse yourself with the little world he has made just for you.

You feel like some precious treasure as Jade practically parades around with you on a silver platter. It’s hard to tell if it’s his natural grace speaking or all his server experience at the Mostro Lounge paying off, but whatever the reason, you feel safe and secure in his hands.

He’s very meticulous about looking after you, and he has all the tools to do it (thanks to his hobbies). Jade slices sandwiches into bite-sized pieces for your ease, and serves up warm tea using an eyedropper to “pour” the drink into a bottle cap.

As a merman himself, he knows how terrible it feels to be all dried up. Jade takes extra precautions to minimize that danger, setting up a humidifier (yes, in the classroom) and bringing along “emergency care” supplies with him (moisturizer, spare bottles of water, etc.). If it were anyone else doing it, they’d probably get questions and stares, but since it’s Jade... well, no one dares to.

“How does it feel to live a day in my fins? Do you enjoy being a part of my world?” Jade asks, his glittering golden eye peering into your new, domed home. “Fufufu... Why, you fit right in.”

Floyd’s super excited about the change of pace--and besides, how could he be upset when your new form is sooo cute? He’s so caught up in testing what you can and can’t do (Can you hug his thumb? How about use a paperclip as a rapier sword?) that he just scarcely remembers he has class himself!

You’re in for a wild ride. Floyd hoists you high over his head as he leaps and sprints his way down the hall to class. You slam into your bowl, water sloshing over the sides and dribbling down the rounded container--and by the time you make it to your destination, most of the water is gone and you’re fighting the urge to be sick.

He handles you so precariously! Sometimes he’ll just scoop you out of the water with cupped hands, or pluck you out using his thumb and index. It gives you a real spook--until you look up and see Floyd’s giant smile as he delights in your thrashing.

He likes to dangle you from his fingertips and hover you right above his mouth, threatening to gobble you up for a snack. Floyd comes close to doing it a few times, too--you could feel his teeth grazing your tail--only to meet the soft cushion of his lips in a brief peck instead.

“Hehe, did I scare you? I had you fooled for real for a sec, right?” His grin is laidback and mischievous. “I can’t squeeze you as hard as I normally do, cuz then you’d be all broken--so I had to do the next best thing~”

Jack’s on high alert while he has you in his grasp. He holds you, and your fish bowl, in a secure grip, hugging you close to his chest as he makes his way to class. He’s on the lookout for any potential danger, and he’s prepared to shield you with his body if necessary.

Lucius patrols the desks to spot any students not paying attention—and when he crosses paths with Jack, they have a stare-off. Luckily, Jack moves before the cat does! He places a heavy textbook over the opening of your bowl to prevent the familiar from slipping his paws in to fish you out for supper!

He’s not the best at interior decorating, but he does try to make your temporary home hospitable. Jack scoops some sand into the bowl and adds large rocks and a succulent to liven the space up. (He’d have put a cactus instead, but he wouldn’t want you accidentally harming yourself on its needles.)

Since you can’t be out of the water for too long, you can’t take advantage of your small size to lie in Jack’s fluffy tail. He catches you staring longing at him, and, with a sigh, he offers his head so you can at least feel his fur between your tiny fingers while you’re still in the water.

“... Be careful. The world isn’t as forgiving as you might think it is. It won’t go easy on you if you’re small or if you’re in a pinch.” Jack advises gruffly. “That’s why it’s okay to ask for my help sometimes. N-Not that I want to help...”

[obeymeoasis]

Demon Bros React: MC Gifts Them a Handmade Bracelet

Lucifer

“Luci, I made you something for fun but I’m not sure whether you’ll like it or not.”

He looked up from the stack of papers on his desk he was trying to get through. “As long as it’s not another bill like the one Mammon just racked up, I’m sure I’ll like whatever it is. Especially if it’s something you made.”

Blushing, you got up from your chair and quickly slipped the item onto Lucifer’s wrist.

He looked down to see a bracelet made out of elastic and chunky plastic beads. Among the red and black ones, the words “My Light” were spelled out.

“That’s just the way I feel about you sometimes. Whenever it seems like there’s nothing but darkness around me, you’re always there to guide me toward the light, toward better and happier times. You’ve saved me so many times.”

You looked at the bracelet on his wrist and suddenly felt self-conscious at how cheap it looked against the elegance of his RAD uniform. Lucifer seemed to be frozen in shock as well; he sat at his desk silent and unmoving.

“If...If you want I can take it back! Sorry, I just thought-”

Your sentence was interrupted by the full force of Lucifer crushing you into a hug. He tucked your head underneath his chin and he pressed a gentle kiss to the top of your head.

“I love it. I love you. You make my every day brighter by being with me. I can’t express how much I care-” He cut himself off, feeling his throat tighten with sudden emotion.

You hugged him back just as tightly. “Love you always, my light.”

Mammon

You were cuddling together on the couch, watching a movie. Mammon had his arms around you, one hand holding yours and the other tracing patterns on your thigh.

With your free hand you reached into your pocket to pull out the bracelet you had made earlier in the day. Bright yellow smiley face beads surrounded the word "Priceless".

"What's that babe?"

"I made it for you! Sorry it's not super fancy or anything. But I saw these beads today at the craft store and they reminded me of you. You make me smile all the time because you're such a goober."

Mammon grinned and acted mock-offended. "Hey! Is that any way to treat your first man?"

You continued, "And also, you're priceless to me Mammon. You know that right? I wouldn't trade you for anything. Not even all the Grimm in the world. You make me feel so happy and loved."

You heard Mammon's sudden intake of breath. "Y-You really have no problem saying such embarrassing things, huh." His ears and cheeks were bright red.

You thought that was the end of the conversation but a few minutes later you heard Mammon whispering into your hair. "My treasure, I love ya so much. What did I ever do to deserve ya."

"You deserve to be happy Mammon, you deserve all the good in the world. Don’t let anyone ever tell you differently. I love you."

Leviathan

You were in his room, him playing a game and you putting the finishing touches on the bracelet you were making. Shiny blue beads with wave patterns on them surrounded the words “My Rock”. 

Quietly, so you wouldn’t interrupt his game, you placed the finished bracelet on his desk and moved to sit back down in your chair. Suddenly, his arm shot out to grab your wrist. He had paused his game and slid his headset slightly aside to ask: “MC, what is this?”

“Oh, I finished making this for you. Y-You don’t have to wear it if you don’t like it! But... I just wanted to give you a small present.”

Hand still holding your wrist, Levi wordlessly picked up the bracelet and examined it in the light. 

“Um... you know how my favorite animal is the otter? Well otters sometimes have a favorite rock that they keep in their pocket. And you’re my favorite, you know? Also you’re my rock because you keep me grounded a lot. Like when I get all anxious and stressed out you help calm me down. Whether it’s just cuddling or playing a game together, being with you is so peaceful.”

As you continued to ramble nervously, Levi’s cheeks began to grow redder and redder. “You really made this for me? This isn’t like a pity gift is it? Are you sure you want to give this to a-an otaku like me?”

You sighed and moved to wrap your arms around his neck. “Levi, you know I would never gift you something because I ‘pity you’. And also, I don’t understand what being an otaku has to do with anything. I’m giving you this because I love you, all parts of you.”

Levi looked at the bracelet for a moment longer before quickly slipping it onto his wrist. “I-I really like it. Thanks, MC.” He seemed to be gathering up his courage for something and letting out a deep breath he turned around to give you a quick kiss.

“S-Sorry! Sorry, I just... I’ve never received anything like this. I like you a lot, you know?”

You returned his kiss with one of your own. “I know.”

Satan

You had finished a light lunch together and now were browsing Satan’s favorite bookstore. He was looking at the history section while you were pretending to look at the bookmarks, gathering up your courage to give him his gift.

You were worried a bit that he wouldn’t like it. The bracelet itself was made out of inexpensive materials, emerald color beads and beads that spelled out “Beloved”. It didn’t seem like the type of thing Satan would wear.

He interrupted your thoughts with a tap on your shoulder. “Everything okay, MC?”

“Yeah, I was just...” With a sigh you held out the bracelet to him, there was really no point in stalling. “I made this for you. I understand if it’s not really your thing but just know the message is genuine.”

He pinched the bracelet between two fingers and began to examine it. "Beloved, huh?” His lips were quirked in a smug smile.

“Don’t tease me. But y-yeah, you’re my beloved. I never thought I’d meet someone like you here, you know? You feel like you fit right against my heart, like you’re my soulmate. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

All of the amusement was wiped off of Satan’s face and his eyes seemed to burn into you, the way he was staring at you. He deliberately rolled up the cuff of his RAD uniform slowly and made sure you were watching as he put on the bracelet, turning it this way and that to examine it. 

“It’s a good thing you don’t have to think about that, pet. Because trust me when I say that I’m never going to leave you. You’re stuck with me forever.”

With a wet laugh you rushed to hug him, burying your face into his chest. “That doesn’t sound bad to me at all.”

Asmodeus

You were in Asmo’s room, helping him paint his nails. His left hand was already finished and you watched him blow on the nails, trying to dry them. He held out his other hand for you and you pretended to fiddle with the nail polish before quickly slipping on the bracelet you had made for him earlier.

“MC, what is this?” Asmo looked at the bracelet, soft pink heart-shaped crystals surrounded beads that spelled out “Jewel Of My Heart”.

“Well, I know it’s nothing much compared to the jewelry you already have” you said, nodding toward Asmo’s vanity which held a variety of sparkling necklaces and earrings. “But I wanted to give you something handmade.”

“Oh, it’s so cute darling! I love it!” Asmo pulled out his cellphone and started trying to take pictures of his wrist from different angles. “Can you help me, MC? My nails are still a bit wet and I don’t want to ruin them. But I also want to post a picture to Devilgram immediately!”

You chuckled and took Asmo’s phone from him, trying to move his wrist to get it in frame. 

“I know you’re not the Jewel of the Heavens anymore. But I think of you as the jewel to my heart. You’re beautiful, Asmo. Not just the way you look but the way you’re able to find beauty in everything. Even in me, no matter how terrible I feel sometimes.”

Asmo had gone silent and you looked up to see him biting his lips, his eyes widened. “MC, that’s cheating. You can’t say things like that when I can’t even give you a proper hug right now. Ugh, you’re too adorable.”

Smiling, you held up his hand and pressed a gentle kiss against it. Asmo inhaled sharply.

“Darling, I think we can finish the other hand at a later time. Right now, there are other pressing matters I’d like to get to.” Asmo’s eyes had turned lustful and he quickly scooped you up and led you toward his bed.

Beelzebub

You were in the kitchen together, Beel helping you test a new pie recipe. Well, he was doing more eating than testing, letting out small whines until you gave in and fed him spoonfuls of fruit filling. 

It was warm and peaceful, the smell of sugar and vanilla in the air as you mixed a pot on the stove and Beel leaned against the countertop.

“Oh Beel, before I forget.” You reached into your pocket and pulled out a bracelet made up of small orange beads and plastic teddy bear-shaped beads. In the middle were the words “My Strength”.

You helped him slide it on his wrist and smiled at his confused look. “I made this for you today. I saw these beads and thought instantly of you, ‘cause I always call you my giant teddy bear.” For emphasis you gave him a hug and laughed at how small you felt in his arms.

“And also, I think of you as my strength. You’re super strong, yeah, but not just physically. You’ve always been there for me, whenever I felt down or scared or sad. You give me strength when I need it most. And I hope that I can lend you some of my strength too for whenever you need it.”

As Beel looked down at the bracelet, a slow smile spread across his face. “You’re cute, MC. Thank you for the gift. And you make me stronger every day by just being with me. I hope we can be together forever.”

You reached up on your tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek and he returned it with a sudden passionate one on your lips.

The two of you stood kissing for a few moments longer until you broke away from him, smelling burning sugar. “Oh god, the filling is burning! Quick, turn off the stove!”

Beel looked into the pot, which had turned from a deep red cherry color to almost black, and shrugged. “Eh, I’ll still eat it.”

Belphegor

You don’t know how long you had been napping for, but you woke up and rubbed the sleep from your eyes. You were warm and comfortable, one of Belphie’s legs wrapped around your own and his arm across your stomach. 

Looking down at his wrist you realized it was the perfect opportunity and slipped the bracelet out from your pajama pocket. The square lilac-colored beads looked cute against his wrist and you made sure the words “My Comfort” were facing the right way up so that Belphie would spot them when he woke up. 

You thought it would have been easy to give him his gift undetected, considering how much of a deep-sleeper he was, but at your movement Belphie scrunched up his nose and slowly opened his eyes.

“MC?” His voice was bleary from sleep. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing babe, go back to sleep.” He nodded and turned to face the other way but must have felt the beads pressing into his wrist. Confused he lifted his arm up and squinted at the bracelet. “What is this?”

You sighed, a bit nervous at how he would react. “I made it for you. It’s nothing fancy but I’ve been wanting to give you something for a while now. Something to remind you of me.”

He ran his fingers along the beads and mouthed the words “My Comfort”.

“That’s what you are to me. Comfort. When the world is too loud and my thoughts are too jumbled, you help make things quiet. You’re like a warm blanket that can muffle out the bad and the scary. I just hope that you’re as comfortable with me as I am with you.”

He remained silent for a while, rolling one of the beads between his fingers. Finally, he moved to bring your wrist to his mouth and pressed a light kiss on the inside of your wrist and then the center of your palm.

“I never thought I would get to have this, you know. A kind of love like this.” He rolled over so that you were face to face and tucked a lock of your hair behind your ear. “Don’t ever leave me, okay?”

[look-at-the-soul]

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[clanwarrior-tumbly]

I suspected it,tumblr is wrong,for some reason if I send something in anonymous mode nothing ever comes oh it is deleted :<,It's a shame,I've been sending it for weeks and I was anxiously waiting for you to post it

my request was:

Harem AU

the reader is friends with boyfriend/keith and sits on the biggest speaker next to girlfriend/cherry when he gives his rap battles (in this AU cherry and keith are not boyfriends,but best friends in love with the reader)

the reader never considered himself attractive until keirh's opponents started flirting with she in battles and trying to impress him with their songs (in the case of pump and skid it is platonic,the others are romantic)

-harem anon-

Here it is at last!! I'll leave out the parents tho since they're already married.

Summary: Basically Keith, Cherry, Lemon, Pico, Senpai, and John all become simps for you (under the cut bc it got long and bc of week 7 spoilers)

Week 0/Tutorial

While Cherry is helping Keith practice for the upcoming rap battle with her dad, he got sidetracked by how pretty you are.

It made him slip-up on the notes at times (much to his embarrassment).

It amuses Cherry, who is also flustered bc you chose to sit next to her on the speakers (and you do so for the rest of the rap battles Keith has)

Even she forgets how the song goes.

Though since the two are canonically dumb as bricks they don't realize their feelings for you are romantic.

Meanwhile you genuinely don't believe you're that attractive. You're just here to support your friends.

Week 2

For the spooky season, you dressed up as a vampiress (even though you, Keith, and Cherry were just passing out candy at home).

When Skid and Pump come along to kidnap her and challenge Keith, they see your spooky outfit and are in a w e.

"Ooooo!! C'mon Pump we must impress the pretty vampiress!"

Don't get the wrong idea. They're children who genuinely think you're a vampiress and just wanna sing for you.

They even perform "Eerie", dedicated to you and your spookiness.

When Lemon shows up to finish what they started, he antagonizes Keith and Cherry, assuming they're dating. But he becomes smitten by you.

The parents soon come home and he, Skid, and Pump have to retreat. Though the demon promises he'll visit you again and winks knowingly before leaving.

Week 3

When Pico arrives to his assigned target, he's like "huh, didn't expect to see this familiar guy, this chick, and....this l-lovely...oh man..."

He's already blushing the moment he sees you, trying to hide it behind his gun and under the guise of it being a warm Friday night.

As he rap-battles Keith, he winks to you on occasion, especially after singing a long combo that would have surely impressed you (and it does as you applaud him/smile after he finishes).

Even though he loses, he doesn't really care. He just has eyes on you and offers to help you off the speakers.

Pico is far from being a gentleman, but you appreciate his attempts.

Week 5

As Lemon interrupts the mall rap battle in "Winter Horrorland", you immediately recognize him and are stunned by his true nature.

He even goes as far as to say he decorated the mall just for you, asking if you liked it.

To which you reluctantly said yes..for the sake of your life and your friends' lives.

After Keith wins, he leaves you three alone. Though not without giving you a small gift to show his love: a skull with a bloody and chewed-up reindeer antler headband on it.

Keith and Cherry lose their shit but you're just like "lol cute".

Week 6

If there's anyone who finds you stunningly attractive, it's Senpai.

His eyes become pixel hearts similar to the Ayumi's and Reiko's.

Doesn't even consider singing, thinking that his good looks will already have you falling for him.

But when you say you don't think you're worth anyone's time, Senpai sought to change that and rap-battled Keith to prove it.

Still becomes aggressive after losing once, though when he looks at you he stops before his insults got too vulgar, wanting to keep up his image--for your sake.

After he turns into Spirit, fights Keith, and loses once again he feels ashamed that you saw "the real him".

However because you asked nicely, he'll allow you three to leave the game.

Before you did, you gave him a few words of encouragement..ones that he'll treasure forever.

Week 7

For some reason, the soldiers are ordered to only point their guns at Cherry.

Heck, even they are smitten by you and won't dare to harm you.

You just roll your eyes, seeing the irony in John calling Keith a "simp" when he himself was being a simp towards you by giving that order.

Despite his foul mouth you enjoyed his songs (and attempts at flirting) and nodded your head to the beat as usual.

Though when Pico jumps into the fray, it's you who ends up being held by Keith while Cherry stands next to you both awkwardly.

It turns out Pico only arrived bc he thought you were gonna get shot, hence why he decimates every solider who charges at him.

Keith's just blushing and stuttering during "Stress" but you just sigh, accepting this as your new life.

You've captured many people's hearts..and it made you wonder who would be next.

[enhyupn]

sunghoon as your bff turned boyfriend <3

tagging @youreverydayzebra @ncityy04 <3

sunghoon x gn!reader

fluff, no warnings, not fully proof read, wc: 788

a/n just something to post before i sleep 💭💭 there might be grammatical errors so i’m so sorry

⌗ bbfe (before boyfriend era)

honestly would (nicely) tease you for just any anything

the type of teasing that got your heart racing because it was kinda cute and he would always make you laugh with them

always sharing his hoodies with you

would walk with you anywhere and everywhere

to your house, to your school, to the park, to tutoring lessons... name it and he was already by your side

had the biggest crush on you and was so secretive about it that nobody knew about it

the reason nobody knew about it was because he would always make fun of you .

you would question why he would never talk about crushes with you but you just thought it was just him

you were his favourite person no doubt about it

⌗ ce (confession era)

— with your hands awkwardly fidgeting, you glanced at the scenery around you. sunghoon had asked you to stand under the cherry blossom tree right after english was over, something he asked you quite sternly in fact. obviously with the loose petals falling around you, it gave you a sense of peace. you wanted sunghoon to be by your side already, admiring the beauty of the fallen petals with that adoring smile on his face.

nothing made you happier than seeing your best friend running towards you, his hair slightly bouncing with each step taken with a mischievous grin taking over his lips. you almost let yourself walk over to him, something in the back of your mind stopping you from taking on that plan. you felt your heart beating fast, the image in front of you was something you’d remember forever. the wind slightly blowing into his hair, the cherry blossom lightly tinting his figure and his mouth slightly agape from the light jogging.

“yn...” he spoke with sincerity, you could notice his figure towering over you; making your cheeks heat up at the realisation. you had never looked at sunghoon in this light— romantically to be more exact— but in that moment, you felt like you could of fallen for him at any incoming second. “you don’t have to speak, just listen to me”.

“i’ll listen” you playfully respond. you yelp quietly when you feel his hand touch yours, the contrast in temperature surprising you yet still giving you immense comfort. “it’s the most i can do, you did run all the way here for me” the small chuckle you let out almost made sunghoon speechless, his ears turning a bright red due to his bashfulness.

“i like you” you almost cough up a lung at his bluntness, with your eyes wide open you stare at his face. he awkwardly laughs at your quiet response, unsure what that meant for him. “it’s okay if you—”.

the rest of his words were never heard, the interruption being caused by your lips delicately placed onto his. the kiss wasn’t what the boy had planned to originally do but he couldn’t say he wasn’t opposed to it. sunghoon could feel the warmth of your quickly heating up face, making him smile into the kiss. the feeling of his hand smoothly holding onto the back of your neck caused you to break contact, a sheepish silly grin taking over your features. you could feel the slight uneven breaths in your chest, the loud beating of your heart making you slightly embarrassed.

“so i’m your boyfriend now?”

“you idiot” you roll your eyes, hitting his chest with an open hand softly. “what else would you be?”

⌗ bfe (boyfriend era)

loves holding your hand

is kinda clingy when he wants your attention

takes you on so many dates!!!

his favourite type of dates are probably the ones where you have picnics or obviously ice skating

when he gets jealous he keeps it to himself but he’s really bothered by it he’ll go to you instantly

if you’re cooking he’ll steal bits of it while you’re cooking and you always get mad at him because what if it’s undercooked???

always kissing your forehead and cheek

goodnight and good morning texts every single day

tells you about his day and loves listening to you ramble about yours

recalls old memories of you two that he finds cute

buys the the dumbest things for you but you treasure them because you love him <3

⌗ songs that remind him of you

— chaotic, loona’s odd eye circle

this blooming light explodes between us

our hearts face each other

until i’m next to you and you’re holding me

— softly, clairo

no doubt it isn't right

but you could be my one and only

— my stargirl, slchld

so baby don't worry

i’ll be right here for you

[dreamiesdotcom]

[4:56pm] "Renjun, Renjun!" You practically beg for his attention as you compete with his book, but the book wins as he doesn't spare you a glance. "I learned a spell."

"Those aren't true, baby."

"They are, if you believe, so listen!" Your enthusiasm doesn't lower one bit. "Ahem. Star light, star brigh— you're not paying attention!"

Renjun only smirks, eyes still cast on his book. You look down in silence, frustrated. He notices your mood change, and closes his book. He moves his chair closer.

"Cast me a spell," Renjun gives in. "You've been learning, haven't you?"

Your eyes brighten.

"Hold out your palm," you say, suddenly full of energy.

Your eye smile was too convincing for him not to comply. Just like the old days, Renjun holds out his hand on a high-five position, and watches as you do the same, aligning your hands with the sweetest look on your face.

"Close your eyes."

He does, he trusts you that much, wants this that much. He'd hate to miss the euphoria on your gaze, but if this would make you happier, this he would give you.

And then, all of a sudden, he feels the brush of your breath on his lips. They're like butterflies, but much gentler than the ones in his stomach when you press your lips against his, moving slowly. You acquaint yourself with the taste of him, the feel of his tongue. You erase everything that is not him and not now and make sure that it's the very last thing on your mind, until that very last breath.

You break away with a smile. Renjun looks at you in a daze. Twinkling laughter wraps the room, and he cups your cheeks in his palms, warm against cold.

"What kind of spell was that?"

"A kiss of someone who truly loves you," you smiled. "And a wish that it could turn into a spell to ensure you'd be happy forever and find the love of your life."

"Silly," he whispered. "I already found the love of my life, right here. With me."

You only smile. You look at him straight in the eye, nuzzling your cheeks on one of his palm. I love you, your gaze said.

Renjun pinches your cheek. I love you too, so get better. We have an eternity ahead of us.

After that moment, you stand up to walk him to the door, despite him insisting that you shouldn't, as the door is just footsteps away. But I wanna walk with you, you whined.

He looks back at the hospital bed you were laying in and then at your pleading look. He looks once more, before closing his eyes for a second. He sighs and gives in, messing up your locks. Before he left, Renjun kissed your cheeks. You blushed and pushed him slightly.

There was weight in your push, strength. He felt positive as he walked down the hallway, until he heard your voice. He doesn't turn around to hide the idiotic grin on his face. You can finally speak loudly again.

"The stars in the night sky," you said, and he could imagine your angelic face. "We'll reach them one day."

Renjun just raises his hand and waves, continuing his pace. I've reached my star already, he wanted to say. You're the only star I'll ever want to reach.

Renjun remembers you, beautiful, cruelly so. He thinks of you in sunflower fields and beside the sea. He thinks of the night you met. He thinks of you in that hospital room, looking out of the window, smiling to yourself — getting better, slowly, surely. You made great progress, he couldn't be happier!

"The stars in the night sky, we'll reach them one day," Renjun remembers you saying.

He imagines you, when time comes, saying that as you stand under the cherry blossom tree, smiling at him, inviting. He thinks of you saying those dreamer words of yours. He will hand you the most treasured piece of his heart and adorn your ring finger with a silver band of his promise. Yes, exactly, that. That would be the day he'll truly be one with the brightest star of his galaxy.

But that day will only come in dreams.

That encounter was the last time you'd get the chance to say that, the last moment you'll share.

And it's unfair, he thinks to himself, because it's only you who knew.

[beachbabey]

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Read/Favourites - (I re-read most of these)

OT7/Poly/Multiple Members

The Dog Days Are Over by @therealmintedmango (OT7) (A) (F) Hybrid!au (...)

Hybrid House by @hollyhomburg (OT7) (F) (A) Hybrid!AU

Sanctuary by @btsreactsarchive (OT7) (F) (...) Hybrid!AU

Dance To This by @hollyhomburg (Seokjin) (Namjoon) (Yoongi) (F) (A) (M)  (...) Hybrid!AU

How To Mend A Broken Spirit by @we-be-writing-bts-stuff (OT7) (F) (A) Hybrid!AU  (...)

Dulce Periculum by @forgottenpasta  (Taehyung) (Jungkook) (F) (M) (...) Hybrid!AU

Sugary Sweet by @hollyhomburg (Taehyung) (Yoongi) (Namjoon) (F) (A) Hybrid!AU

Three’s a Crowd by @taecas (Taehyug) (Yoongi) (M) (F) (A) (...)

Sweeter Than Sweet by @gimmesumsuga (Jimin) (Multiple through the story) (M) (A) Vampire!AU (...)

Cherry by @go-gently-please (OT7) (M) AU (...) Vampire!AU

Lifeline by @forgottenpasta (OT7) (F) (A) (M) (...) Vampire!AU Soulmate!AU 

Routine by @daydream-hobii (Taehyung) (Yoongi) (...) (F) (A) Hybrid!AU

Safe Haven by @analovegirl (OT7) (F) (...) Hybrid!AU

Sandcastles by @hollyhomburg (Jimin) (Namjoon) (Yoongi (Hoseok) (F) (A) (M) (...) Wolf!AU

Butterfly by @hollyhomburg (OT7) (F) (M) (A) (...)

Moth to a Flame by @bang-to-the-tan  (OT7) (F) (A) (M) (...) Vampire!AU

Need by @bang-tan-bitches (Rap Line) (M) (...) Wolf!AU

Kitten’s Got His Tongue by @gardentulips (Yoongi) (Jimin) (F) (A) (M) (...) Hybrid!AU

Unconditionally by @btsreactsarchive (OT7) (F) (A) (M)  (...) Wolf!AU

Tainting Purity by @sevenincubistolemyheart (OT7) (M) (A) (...)  Demon!AU

Soul Meiteu by @bang-tan-bitches (OT7) (A) (F) (...)  Soulmate!AU

String Of Fate by @minniepetals (OT7) (F) (A) (...) Mafia! AU

Call Me Yours by @hollyhomburg (Sequel to DTT) (OT7) (F) (A) (M) (...) Hybrid! AU

Wild Ones by @justanotherbtsbitch (OT7) (F) (A) (...) Hyrbid!AU

Bunny Blues by @httpjeon (Yoongi) (Jungkook)  (F) (A) (...) Hybrid!AU

Pandemonium by @chinkbihh  (OT7) (F) (A) (M) (...)  Sugar Daddy!AU Yandere!AU

Candlelit Nightmare by @junqkook (M) (...) (OT7) Yandere!AU

What The Devil Doesn’t Know by @hollyhomburg (M) (...)  (Jimin) (Namjoon) Demon!AU Magic!AU

eight’s a crowd by @baepsaets (OT7) (F) (A)  (...) Soulmate!AU

Beautifully Misfit by @orphicbts (Maknae Line)  (F) (A) (M) (...)  Hybrid!AU

I’ll Still Stay by @sugamoonv (OT7) (F) (A) (...)  Hybrid!AU

At Last by @sugamoonv (OT7) (F) (A) (...)  Soulmate!AU

Recrudescence by @chimchimsauce (OT7) (F) (A) (...) Yandere!AU Soulmate!AU Magic!AU

The Doms Next Door by @tatertotthethot (Jungkook) (Taehyung) (M) (...)

Datura by @girlmeetsliv3 (Taehyung) (Jimin) (M) (A) (...) Yandere!AU

Super Rich Kids by @exhausted-joy (OT7?) (M) (A) (...)

Hybrid Heart Attack by @daydream-hobii (OT7) (F) (A) (M) (...) Hybrid!AU

Forever Ours by @yougotnojams73  (OT7) (F) (A) (M)  (...) Soulmate!AU

Florescence by @jincherie (Taehyung) (Seokjin)  (F) (A) (M) (...) Hybrid! AU

Bangtan Crossing by @mintedmango   (OT7) (F)  (...) Hybrid!AU

Lost in translation by @honeymoonjin  (OT7) (F) (A) (...) Teacher!AU

Humanity by @bts-trash-blog (Jimin) (Jungkook)  (F) (A) (M)  (...) Hybrid!AU

Kings of The Campus by @lustjoon  (OT7) (F) (A) (M) (...) College! AU

Discipline by @sinsforjeon  (OT7) (F) (A) (M)  (...) 

Blacklisted by @httpjeon (Jungkook) (Taehyung) (A) (M) 

Heartbeat by @minniepetals  (OT7) (F) (A) (M)  (...) Hybrid!AU

Abundance by @angelicyoongie  (OT7) (F) (A) (M) (...) Hybrid!AU

Alpha goes first by @hollyhomburg  (OT7) (F) (A) (M)  Wolf!AU

Roses and Thorns by @minniepetals (OT7) (F) (A) (M) (...) Dragon!Au

Sunshine riptide by @jincherie  (OT7) (F) (A) (M) (...) Hybrid!AU

Between the Bloodshed by @agustdakasuga  (OT7) (F) (A) Mafia!AU

Lunacy by @jincherie (Jungkook) (Seokjin)  (F) (A) (M) Wolf!AU

Until the last star falls by @minniepetals  (OT7) (F) (A) (M) God!AU

Of Treasure and Adventure by @rosy-night-sky (OT7) (F) (A) (M) Indiana Jones!AU

Faerie Realm by @ddaengyoonmin  (OT7) (F) (A) (M) Videogame!AU

Tangled Hearts by @writersrealmbts  (OT7) (F) (A) Hybrid!AU

From Eden by @ddaenggtan (Yoongi) (Hoseok) (F) (A) (M) God!AU

Tuqburni by @solastia (Yoongi) (Jimin) (F) (A) (M) 

Eunoia by @wishesunderthestars (OT7) (F) (A) (M) Hybrid!AU

The Return of an Empress by @you-are-my-joy (OT7) (F) (A) (M) Historical!AU 

Individual Members

Ragdoll by @ausblack(Jimin) (F) (A) (...) Hybrid!AU 

His by @taecas (Jungkook) (M) (F) (A) (...) Wolf!AU

Little Dove by @yminie (Taehyung) (F) (M) (A) Wolf!AU

Color by @midnightbts (Yoongi) (F) Blind!AU

Happy Helper by @chimtaesty(Taehyung) (F) Ghost!AU

a well oiled machine by @jincherie (Jungkook) (F) (A) (M) (...) Android!AU

The Firefly That Guards The Fox by @magicalsalamander (Taehyung) (F) (A) (M) (...) Hybrid!AU

Little Bear by @b-angst-tan (Jimin) (F) (A)  (...) Hybrid!AU

Into The Woods by @exhausted-joy (Jimin) (F) (A) (M) (...) Yandere!AU

Of Fire and Love by @hollyhomburg (Yoongi)  (f) (a) (...) Dragon!AU

Crimson by @detectivebts (Jimin) (F) (A) (M) (...) Soulmate!AU

Otherworldly by @sinning-on-a-sunday (Jimin) (F) (A) (M) (...) Coraline!AU

Pursuing Happiness by @akinnie75  (Yoongi) (F) (A)

The Promised Iris by @akinnie75  (Jimin) (F) (A) (M) Soulmate! AU

Discolorae by @akinnie75 (Namjoon)  (F) (A) Fantasy!AU

Scary Hours by @exhausted-joy  (Jungkook) (F) (A) (M) (...) Yandere!AU

Shadows by @re-sugance  (Jungkook) (F) (A) (M)  Venom!AU

Blossom by @flowery-hope (Jimin) (F) (A) (...) Historical!AU

Hope World by @personasintro  (Hoseok) (F) (A) (...)

Lovebug by @httpjeon (Jimin) (F) (A) (M) Hybrid!AU

Flower by @readyplayerhobi  (Hoseok) (F) (A) (M) (...) Punk!AU

Tentacledipity by @jincherie  (Jimin) (F) (A) (M) (...) Alien!AU

Three’s Company by @godzillagirl-14  (Jimin) (Fem!OC) (F) (A) (M) (...)

The crimson shell by @angelicyoongie (Jungkook)  (A) (M) (...) Yandere!AU Merman!AU

welcome to the underworld by @krookedkoo  (Jungkook) (m) Demon!AU

Under the sea by @bloomsuga (Jimin) (M) Merman!AU Yandere!AU

Beloved by @bang-tan-bitches (Yoongi) (M) (A) Historical!AU Yandere!AU

Fish are friends by @httpjeon (Taehyung) (F) (A) (M) Hybrid!AU

Room 109 by @lavishedinjimin (Jungkook) (M) Wolf!AU

Cold by @ddaeng-181338 (Yoongi) 

Crimson by @your-kpop-fantasy-land (Taehyung) (M) (A) Ghoul!AU

Lay Me Gently by @ddaenggtan (Seokjin) (F) (M) (A) God!AU

As We Go Along by @ddaenggtan (Yoonji) (F) (A) (M) Min Yoonji! AU

[lunaekalenda]

Congrats on your 700! Can I request a combination of red roses, pink roses, white roses, and sunflowers of short-haired!Eren and Fem!Reader where Y/N (she wears a nightgown in bed btw) woke up to the sound of rain before cuddling up to Eren who was naked and asleep much to her adoration. After Eren woke up, him and Y/N spent their rainy day in bed having their cute moments together enjoying each other’s presence. Finally, Eren made a promise to Y/N that he’ll hold her (part 1/2 of 700 request)

thanks and of course! i hope you like it sweetie! thanks for participating! :D <3 

red roses - passionate and romantic love, pink roses . thankfulness, tenderness, admiration, white roses - purity , sunflowers - adoration feat eren jaeger

fem!reader x short haired!eren. part 2 of the request: (Part 2/2 of request for 700 event) in his heart for the rest of his life causing Y/N to bursting into tears/cry of happiness and wraps her in his bare body while soothing her with his love and affection? Thanks -🌼

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You hear the sound of the tiny raindrops against the window before opening your eyes. You sigh. You feel so warm and good there, with Eren’s arms around you. It was early for sure, as his clock tells, and his calm breath makes you turn around. There aren’t a lot of opportunities to watch Eren sleep. Once your facing him, your hand caresses his cheek, real adoration on you eyes. The man in front if you has done such wonderful things for you, he has helped you more than he thinks. Your fingers caress his face quietly, trying not to wake him up. His hands rest on your waist and he sighs in dreams. You think the moment is kinda magical, the ethereal raindrops falling quietly on the windows and his soft skin against your hand. You feel how his hand leaves your waist, feeling it on top of yours.

“Good morning.” you say. Eren lets out a little sigh, caressing again your hand. He gets closer to you, eyes half open, his lips searching yours softly.

“Good morning, love.” he whispers, once you two parted. You snuggle up against him more, no space between your bodies. His lips kiss your forehead when your arms hug his torso. “Did you sleep well?” he asks, genuine concern. He knows how hard is sleep for you. You smile at him.

“I did, thanks.” you say back. With your cheek on his chest, you can hear his relaxed heartbeat. Eren looks the hour on his wrist clock. 

“Wanna have breakfast?” 

Eren dresses up and tells you to stay in bed. “We’ll spend our day here, hm?” he hummed, his voice near your ear. “Wait for me." he leaves a sweet kiss before leaving the room. You smile, blushing. The days that Eren decides to take care fo you and spend the whole day by your side are, definitely, your favorite ones. You can hear Eren on the kitchen, cooking a breakfast you're dying to try. He appears no long after, a couple cups on his hands.

"Hot chocolate for my girl." he gives you the cup. You thank him and he leaves his cup on his side table, before sitting near you. You try the chocolate. It is so good. "Wich fruit do you want me to put on your crepe?" he asks. You don't need too much time to think. "Strawberries." He smiles and nods, stealing you a couple kisses before heading again back to the kitchen. You take little sips of your cup, the coffee that his lips left on yours making the chocolate more intense. He comes back not long after, with a plate of crepes and another with fruit: strawberries, blueberries, cherries and raspberries. He sits on the end of the bed and you crawl towards him, your head resting on his shoulder. He is filling your crepe with strawberries. You can feel how focused he is. You whisper near his ear. "Can you also put a couple blueberries?" He takes some of them, puting them between strawberries.

"Like this?" he asks. You nod against his neck, your lips resting casually on his skin. He turns around and gives you the crepe. You thank him and try it. He looks at your reaction. "How is it?"

"Wow, Eren, it tastes so good!" you praise. Eren smiles and prepares his. You take the plate. "Let me..." You end your crepe fast, and prepare his. You know he likes all those fruits, but you think maybe the cherry will be too flavorful. You give it to him, his lips getting the fruit from between your fingers. He smiles. You fill his crepe and he sits near you, eating it quietly. He looks at you and you look at his crepe. He knows you want to try it.

"Open your mouth." he asks. You do so and he lets you take a bite of it. He takes the laptop from his side table once he's finished. He makes you sit near him, snuggled up, with the chocolate cup between your hands. "Do you wanna watch something?" he asks. You nod. He searches something to see while you keep drinking. You two watch lazily a show, his hands caressing your head and yours hugged on his waist once you finished your chocolate. The day passes by, you two eat instant noodles and share a film. Later, when the sun starts to disappear and Eren has showered, his short hair a little bit wet and his naked body smelling fresh, he is again in bed, next to you. He looks the bracelet on your wrist, the one he bought you, with some flower pendants in it. Some roses, a couple sunflowers. He kisses your wrist with tenderness. Then, he tangles your fingers with his.

"I love you." he says, out of nowhere. His green eyes are fixed on your hands. "Did you ever think how our hands fit like puzzle pieces?" he asks. He lifts your tangled hands, looking how the palms are united, his fingers specially long in comparison to yours. He keeps looking at them. "As your hands, our souls are also like puzzle pieces." he says, taking you closer. "There are only two pieces which get paired. There's no other piece in the whole world that matches with the one made for the other." he says. Then, he takes your hand to his lips, kissing it sweetly. "You're the piece made for me, honey." he says. "As i'm the one made for you."

"Eren..." you say. He smiles.

"I adore you. With every inch of my body." he says. He takes your body closer to his, the soft fabric of your nightgown against his bare body. "I'm in love with you." he buries his nose on your hair, loving the sweet rose scent your shampoo has. "I'm thankful for having you in my life." his hands caress your hips, his muscles relaxed against your body. "I promise you I'll take care of you." he says. Your eyes start to fill with tears. "I'll take care of you and treasure you as you deserve. You deserve to be loved, and believe me when I say I'll try my best to give you what you deserve. All the love, the help and the respect you need. Everything. I want to grow old with you. I want to be your man, to be the one you can count on." You sob against him, and he attracts your head to his chest, letting you cry on his chest. "I promise you I will love you forever." he whispers.

"I also promise to love you, Eren Jaeger." you say as you can. He smiles, you can hear him chuckling.

"You'll be always in my heart, Y/N"

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Twitter ー Azusa Mukami [2020 Compilation]

–> This post includes all tweets posted on the official Rejet Twitter account for Azusa Mukami (@DialoverAzusaM) in 2020.

Shuu l Reiji l Ayato l Kanato l Laito l Subaru l Ruki l Kou l Yuma l Carla l Shin l Kino

February 14, 2020 (Valentine’s Day)

> This year, I’ll make chocolates for everyone…

> Yuma will help me

> Yuma is amazing…

> We’re done…

> I borrowed a cart from Yuma…Now I can go and distribute these to everyone

> Before that, I have to clean up the kitchen…

March 14, 2020 (White Day)

> Thank you for…the chocolates on Valentine’s Day. I felt bad about eating them, so I still have leftovers…

> Say, did you only give chocolate to me? …Did you give some to the other brothers too?

> I’m sorry for asking…But somehow I’m really curious…Because you are our…no…my precious Eve.

> I definitely won’t let you go. I love you

April 1, 2020 (April Fools)

> Mukami Dining...I’ll help out at the restaurant as well...I’ll take the customers’ orders...and have Ruki make it...

I want lots of people to come so...Please share Ruki’s notice with others... #AprilFools 

May 1, 2020

> Eve...Take a look at this?

> It’s a video of us. Seems like it shows us...all going to school together.

> You’re in it as well. So cute...

> Why don’t we watch this together...?

Juy 7, 2020 (Tanabata)

> I hope Ruki and Yuma make up... #TanabataWishes

August 20, 2020

> Say, Eve?

> If we can see the stars tonight...

> Let’s watch them together?

August 28, 2020

> I’m glad I looked outside.

> I’ll try my hardest...

August 29, 2020

> How cute.

September 23, 2020

> Aah, so this is where you’ve been...

> Caught you.

> Why did you run away from me? I just want to feel you, more and more...

> This time, I’ll have to properly capture you...So you won’t escape again. Don’t worry, I’ll treasure you, so rest assured...

> Fufufu. You’re happy...right?

October 14, 2020

> A cat...

> Come here...

> Ah. 

> He ran away.

> I wasn’t going to eat him though...

October 21, 2020 (DL x Mayla Classic)

> Ah…Eve! I’m sorry…for entering your room without permission…

> You see, I heard you were looking for that present and I found it so…I came to deliver it to you. I figured you’d be happy…

> Ah, see…? I left it on top of your bed, so go ahead and pick it up?

> We all chose it together because we believed you’d look great in them. I…had a really hard time deciding as well.

> I’d love if you tried them on.

October 28, 2020 (Birthday)

> Eve. Thank you for letting me...keep you all to myself for today. I had so much fun. It was a very fun...birthday present. Fufu, say, can I ask for just one more thing...? I want to suck your sweet, captivating blood. Please? I can keep going forever and ever...until I’m satisfied, right?

October 31, 2020 (Halloween)

> I can trick you, right? After all, I want to see you make all sorts of faces...Then afterwards, you can trick me as well. So, let’s do it together?

November 9, 2020

> I want to read it too... (@Ruki)

> Thank you. (@Ruki)

November 15, 2020

> I read the magazine Kou appeared in...

> It made my eyes sting* ...but he seemed to be having a lot of fun...

--> I assume the magazine had a lot of brightly colored/flashy pictures in it, which probably isn’t something Azusa is used to. xD

> Afterwards, I’ll show it to Yuma too

December 18, 2020

> I found a fitting scarf for you so...If you don’t mind, can I buy a matching one? It’ll be our own little secret...It’ll make me feel as if we’re connected after all...

December 19, 2020

> Taking a break with you at a cafe is...fun. Anything is fun when you’re with me. Say, why don’t we order this for our drink? This soda seems really delicious for some reason...Ah...I’ll give the single cherry to you, okay? I want you - the person I love - to eat it...

December 24, 2020 (Christmas)

> Merry Christmas...The time I spend with you, Eve, is like a special, precious treasure to me. Which is why I hope we can spend tonight together as well...Tell me your answer?

[chaseatinydream]

pirate king (11) || atz

He pulls you through the town, back to the harbor where you can see several ships docked in the piers. But to your surprise, Jongho doesn’t lead you back to the Treasure. Instead, he drags you to a small bakery selling pastries and sweets.

You turn to him confusedly. “Jongho-hyung, what are we doing here?”

“Pick three cakes.” He gestures at the shelves. The establishment is neat and well kept for a pirate town, and the cakes look rather high quality compared to the other shops you saw earlier. It must be expensive. But since he told you to do it, you obey.

The shop owner takes your pastries and puts them in a little paper bag. Then Jongho adds several more cakes to the order, until his arms are laden with bags of sweet treats.

“Let’s sit.” He tells you gruffly, pulling you to one of the tables outside and sitting you down. You continue staring at him in complete bewilderment even as he pulls out your pastry and sets it in front of you.

“Eat.”

Your mouth falls open. Then you lean forward, pressing a palm against Jongho’s forehead as you look into his eyes intently. “Jongho-hyung, are you experiencing any dizziness or discomfort?”

The maknae jerks back at the contact, face twisted in a confused scowl as he shakes his head. “What? No! What are you-”

“You need to be honest with me, Jongho-hyung.” You look into his eyes carefully, searching for wavering pupils or the like and your voice drops to a secretive whisper. “Have you been drinking without telling Seonghwa-hyung?”

“No! Why are you even asking me this? I'm not being weird!” Jongho yelps as he scoots back further from you, the sound of his chair dragging across the stone floor making both of you wince. “I'm not drunk! I’m not sick either!”

“Okay…” You continue to stare at him with worried eyes as you take a bite of your puff, the sweet taste of cream spreading over your tongue. The young battlemaster sighs.

“I just wanted to talk to you.” He glances away from you for a moment to collect his thoughts, before he opens his mouth to speak again.

“I don't hate you, okay?”

His words are mumbled under his breath, so you lean across the table to hear him more clearly.

“What?”

“I don't hate you!” He shouts, clearly embarrassed. His cheeks are tinged pink and you look at him in surprise.

“Shut up, kid!” One of the bakery’s patrons shouts at the two of you and you shy back into your chair, feeling your cheeks burning.

“Oh.” Is all you manage.

You’re a little shocked. With how he’d been treating you this while, you thought he’d hated you, loathed you, even. While you weren’t sure why, you had thought he had disliked you immensely.

“Wipe that dumb look from your face before I smack it off.” Jongho grunts, and you realise that your lips are pulled into a wide grin. Hurriedly, you try to hide your Cheshire Cat smile, but it’s impossible. “I mean it!”

Finally with much difficulty, you press your face into a poor attempt at a serious look, much to Jongho’s chagrin. He sighs, slapping a hand against his forehead.

“I’m just awkward with new people, okay?” You’ve never seen the young battlemaster this skittish. Even in battle, he’s always possessed some kind of quiet, silent self confidence, not an ounce of self doubt in him. “And I was always the youngest till you came along, so I’m not sure how I’m supposed to… take care of you.”

You’re oddly touched by this for a moment. This strong man, who can handle even the fiercest of enemies, awkward and shy… because he doesn’t know how to take care of you.

A giggle somehow manages to leave your mouth. “That’s cute.”

“What! No!” Jongho cries in horror, looking desperate now. “I’m not cute-” A disgusted glower paints his face as the last word passes his lips.

“Boy, shut up before I come over and shoot you myself!” The shopkeeper bellows from behind the counter, and Jongho slumps back into his seat, groaning in despair at your irrepressible smile.

“Forget I said anything.” His words are muffled against the table top.

The two of you sit in peace for a long moment. It’s silent, like how it was between the two of you before, but where there was discomfort, now there is a happy warmth that fills you from the inside. Maybe it is because you’ve lost your memories, but with every new person that you meet, they root and grow themselves in your heart.

“Jongho-hyung…” You suddenly speak up, breaking the silence you two had been enjoying. The young battlemaster raises an eyebrow as he looks over at you questioningly. “What song did you sing when I was tied to the mast?”

“Song?” He frowns, but you can see baby pink blossoming on his cheeks like cherry blossom petals. “I sing a lot. Do you remember the lyrics?”

You recite what you remember. “Born on the wrong side of the ocean…”

“Ahh.” A small, sad smile pulls at the corners of Jongho’s mouth, the look softening his serious expression as he glances towards the harbor. The sun has just begun to set, the rosy light casting Jongho in a halo of warm oranges and pastel pinks. “It’s an old song. My mother used to sing it to me when I was still a child.”

The look on his face is forlorn, a little happy, a little sad, a little wistful. His eyes seem to be looking at something so far away, gazing at some point in his past that you can’t see.

“Jongho-hyung… where is your mother?”

That snaps the maknae out of his thoughts, the smile falling from his face as he inhales deeply. “She’s dead now. Died of consumption a few years ago. Didn’t get the medicine she needed and left. She’s in a better place now.”

You blink once. “That’s sad.” The cream puff is finished off, and you lean back to look at Jongho. His gaze never leaves the ocean as he continues to speak.

“Dad died before she did. In a hurricane offshore. Never got to see a trace of him again except the smashed up remains of his boat.” He points to a piece of tattered white fabric he wears around his shoulders.  “This is from the wreckage.”

His voice is thick with emotion, but his face remains solidly strong. You feel something stirring in your chest, something that seems to want to swallow your lungs whole. You frown and touch your chest. Is there something wrong with you?

“But enough about my sad backstory. What’s over is over, and what’s left for me to do is move on.” Jongho’s voice doesn’t waver at all as he thumps his chest. “They live on in here. I’ll live well for the two of them and never shed a tear again. Can’t let them be worried about me.”

His smile returns, a genuine and powerful one this time. For a moment, you’re so lost in it that you can barely breathe. Jongho is the epitome of strong. Not just physically, but in the heart, and in every sense of the word.

“Anyway, what about you, stowaway?” He cocks his head as he shoves a meat stuffed bun into his mouth. You look confused for a moment. What past do you have to tell? “What’s with that necklace around your neck?”

Ah. Your fingers reach up to stroke the silver chain resting against your delicate collarbones. Your only link to your past, the last thread you have connecting you to who you were before.

“I don’t know.” You murmur softly, feeling a lump rise in your throat. “I woke up with it.”

“I know Hongjoong-hyung said you’re an amnesiac.” Jongho looks at you firmly, but curiosity brims behind his eyes. “But do you really remember… nothing?”

You close your eyes. For a second, white dances behind your eyelids, the sound of sea crashing against the shore filling your ears and rain touches your face.

Then a single, unblinking red eye looms into your mind.

Your breath catches in your throat as your eyes fly open. You can still see it, a monstrous thing, a dark, hulking shape in the depths that has been forever chasing you… following you…

You’re not sure how Jongho will react right now if you tell him you could hear the voice of a giant squid monster which was chasing the Treasure, so you merely hold your tongue and shake your head.

Jongho is silent for a moment.

Then suddenly he rises to his feet, abruptly grabbing you by the arm. You follow, a little stunned by his strange change in demeanor, and Jongho whirls to look at you with resolution carved into his face.

“You’ve got whipped cream on your nose.” The young battlemaster swipes the sweet smudge off with a finger and licks it off, to your horror.

“That’s disgusting, Jongho-hyung.” You scrunch up your nose, but you’re not sure why he’s suddenly so eager to do something. Jongho begins pulling you somewhere, much to your surprise.

“Where are we going?”

“When I first came to Tortuga, I had just lost my parents and joined the crew.” Jongho tells you earnestly, leading you down past the harbor to a more lively, darker part of town by the shore. Many street vendors and shopkeepers with makeshift booths line the wooden docks, all offering some sort of rare, exotic wares, but Jongho simply brushes past all of them without a second glance. “And by coincidence, I visited a fortune teller.”

“I didn’t peg you for the superstitious type, hyung.” Is all you say as you take in the new environment all around you. The place is a little shady, with suspicious characters slinking away at every turn and dark, hooded men crouching behind corners. But with one glance from Jongho and they scatter, clearly intimidated by the way his fingers inch for the handle of his cutlass.

You remember what Yunho had told you about Jongho just earlier this morning.

He’s a great fighter and he has strong protective instincts. You’re probably safer with him than in the sickbay.

“I’m not superstitious.” Jongho tries to defend himself, but sees the look on your face and sighs. “There’s something different about this fortune teller. I never believed magic existed till I met San-hyung… but this fortune teller has a similar aura I get from hyung.”

You immediately understand what he’s talking about. Your master has a pulse about him that you’ve always been able to feel, like the warmth emanating from the sun and a gentle pulse that draws people to him, a comforting softness.

You’ve never seen San use his ‘inner energy’, as he calls it, but the feeling you get from him is no lie.

“But why do you want me to come to a fortune teller, hyung?” Nerves and a deep sadness twist within you. “There’s no point in knowing what’s going to happen. If I can’t remember my past, what’s the point of looking at the future?”

Jongho then stops you in your tracks, placing his hands on your shoulders. His eyes are both gentle and earnest at the same time, searching yours and for a second you can’t look away.

“You may not have a past yet.” The grin on his face is wild, brimming with confidence. “But we sure as hell are going to be your future.”

[sakuatsutingz]

Hello loves! Can I request a childhood friends to lovers for Kita, Atsumu, and Suna?

ofc !! also i just made this a simple drabble since you didnt specify any type of req, but if you want hcs, feel free to request another ! enjoy <3 — jamie

let's pretend me and jamie's writing style matches well and it's not completely obvious who did what part. sorry for posting earlier than usual, but i wanna try to hit 100 before its new years in my time </3 - bri

kita, atsumu & suna with a childhood friend crush

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request here

kita shinsuke !

mild s4 spoilers ahead !

“hey, shin ?”

the sound of your serene voice rang through the mentioned’s ears, the male’s left eyebrow quirking upwards as he turned to you expectantly with the sounds of the tv playing in the distance. 

“hm ?”

he hummed in the same manner of how you called out his name, yet still in the softest and sweetest tone you could hear, it’s basically honey to your two ears. 

“i love you. for as long as i could remember, i loved you, more than just a friend.”

you and shinsuke have been friends for as long as you can remember. you two met when you first moved in his neighbourhood, and his grandmother would always invite your family to have dinners in the kita residence frequently, leaving the two of you to spend a lot of time with each other, and thus, your close relationship starting to bloom.

when shinsuke told you about him joining the volleyball club in his first year, you had very mixed feelings. you were scared that he will soon be uninterested in spending time with you, his closest friend; you were scared he’ll lose his time for you; you were scared of the thought of him leaving you alone; you were scared of losing him, because you loved him.

but at the same time, you were always there to support him. the last thing you could ever possibly do is stop him from doing what he loves. and so you didn’t object his decision, supporting him from behind and cheering on him all the way to his third year — the nationals.

you thought he’d forget about you — he didn’t. he would always text you and tell you how practice went, what was going on in his team. he didn’t need to tell you how the match at the second day went in the finals, because you were there. you watched as the ball landed one last time on their side of the court, leading to their ultimate loss against karasuno.

seeing him so sad broke your heart, yet you still supported him until the end — and this was the end. yet, you still comforted him by visiting him later on, as he spilled to you whatever was going on in his head. it was a good fight, they had tried their best, but it wasn’t enough. and now you two were here, on the couch, watching the match replay for god knows how long.

now, as you impulsively confessed your undying love to your very best friend, you couldn’t help the smile on your face as you said those very words. the thought of him is already making you feel happy, feel loved, feel alive.

little did you know, those are the very same feelings you make him feel.

his eyes locked onto yours, a subtle blush dusted his cheeks as he spoke, cupping your face between his two hands as his lips softly kissed yours.

“i loved you too. for as long as i remember, and until the end of time.”

miya atsumu !

it was no secret to the people around you that atsumu and yourself had something more then just friends going on. everyone could see the way atsumu looked at you, treasured you as if you were the most precious diamond he knew. and for him, you were.

you were the only one oblivious to his advances. the flirting, gifts, random moments of affection; it didn't take a genius to know that he had some kind of feelings. yet, it seemed like no matter what he did, you blew it off. 'nah. i doubt he likes me, we've just known each other for forever. he's comfortable with me, that's all."

you only denied all of these people for one reason. you didn't want to get your hopes too high. over the many years, atsumu wasn't the only one who caught feelings. you did for him as well. you knew how he acted, you thought his actions were normal.

so you can only imagine the surprise that took place when one day you went to the gym to give the team some snacks for practice. it wasn't your plan to eavesdrop, it just happened to take place.

"'samu, what else do i need to do to get y/n to notice the way i feel? no matter what i try i can't get her to like me back."

the voice was one which you could recognise from everywhere - atsumu.

you placed down the bag of treats, clearly processing the words. apparently, osamu heard the subtle russel of the bag, looking back to where you stood.

"looks like you just told her, good luck."

was what osamu said, nodding towards the door - to where you are. atsumu looked like a deer caught in headlights, before looking down as he watched osamu walk off, leaving you two alone. you came out from your place behind the door, approaching the male. it was clear he was nervous, but at the same time disappointed.

this wasn't how it was meant happen. he wanted to ask you out with some grand gesture, tell you under the cherry blossoms in spring or during the winter season when there was many attractions to wow you with. not now, not here in the gym of your school.

"so, is it true? you like me?"

those words only made him freeze more, stumbling over his words while he tried to find what to say. it was so unlike him to act like this. usually he was the confident and loud one, not the shy one who struggled to form a sentence.

"yeah ... i'm sorry, i know how this must be. if you don't feel the same i can wait ... you don't need to return the feelings!"

you couldn't help but let a soft laugh leave the lips that atsumu had thought about so much. the action only seemed to rise his already sky high anxiety. your hand went to cup his cheek, gently pushing his head up to look at you. the next thing you did took both of you by surprise, placing a short kiss on the tip of his nose.

"idiot, i've waited long enough for you to say that."

guess you were both oblivious to each other's feelings, but right now both of you couldn't be happier. simply standing in the abandoned gym which the volleyball team was soon to have practice in, standing in the others embrace.

"can i call you my girlfriend then?"

rintarō suna !

you and suna were always seen as opposites, two who shouldn't get along. you were outgoing and loud, he was more quiet and deadpan. it was an odd duo, but you two made it work. many people didn't understand you two, but you never thought of it as a bad way. it was like you and suna had your own little world, away from the troubles of reality.

it wasn't an odd scene to see one at the others house, so it was no different then usual with you sitting on his bed, humming along to the music playing from the speakers. you had been in this room thousands of times, even had a small drawer of your clothes for how often you sleep over. your parents were hesitant at first to let such a thing happen, but over the many years the doubts they had about suna had faded.

you watched as he packed a duffel bag, only one way it could really be explained. he was going away to nationals for who knows how long. leaving you back here, to simply watch him from the tv. he offered to let you come with, but between your studies and club activities you didn't get the time for it. it was clear that it bothered you - the fact you were quieter then usual, on your phone mindlessly scrolling - rather than trying to help him as you often would.

"you okay?"

the question held no pressure as he moved away from his closet, sitting next to you on the bed. those two words was all it took for you to cave in, shaking your head as you pulled him into a hug which he soon returned.

"i'm sorry i can't be there to support you .. please don't be mad."

you mumble, clearly surprising suna. you always did attend every one of their games, always sitting in the front row of the excessive cheer group. you never did participate in their behaviour, but you did definitely cheer whenver you saw suna land a spike. ever since he started, you never missed a game. even if you didn't know what was happening half of the time.

"why would i be mad? i know you’re here for me, that's enough."

his fingers ran through your hair, a small smile on his face as he looked down to you. as much as you did appreciate the words, it's not like it made you feel much better. the sense of guilt was still there, even if there was no reason for such a thing. you felt his hand move from your hair, down the side of your cheek until it tucked under your chin. perhaps it was the atmosphere, perhaps it was the feelings you had for him that you pushed away for so many years - but you didn't pull away.

"you always have been here and i'll always love you for it."

suna's words came off no louder than a whisper, head touching yours. the shock never left your face as you heard those words leave his lips. sure, you had said it plenty of times before, but that was truly platonic. it didn't take a genius to know this was in the quite opposite way. you didn't say anything back, but the next actions were all he needed to know you felt the same.

what that action was? a simple tilt of his head, connecting your lips to suna's. that was all it took to know, your feelings weren't just one-sided.