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sturnsbella · 11 months ago

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the right person

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matt sturniolo x fem!reader

summary: matt was right about the guy y/n was talking to being an asshole, but he helps her anyways.

warnings: underage drinking, panic attack and cheating (?)

y/n - pink

matt - blue

madi - red

nick - purple

chris - orange

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marylou is my mom’s best friend since college, because of their friendship, me and the triplets grew up together. they were like family, we always spent holidays together and we met every week. getting older, we just got closer. nick was always my best friend, chris was like a older, annoying, funny and carrying older brother, and matt… he was kinda different?

when we were like 13, i had a crush on him, and everyone knew it, i was really bad at hiding it. he probably didn’t like me back, since he was 15 and probably saw me as a younger sister or something like that. i hated that, he was so weird with me. he acted like we were just friends but when i started to talk to a boy he was super overprotective, almost like he was jealous. i never understood that.

i got over him years ago, but recently he has been kinda flirty with me. i always take it as a joke, but sometimes i don’t know if it really is..

anyways, it doesn’t matter ‘cause i’m talking to somebody else now.

madi, one of the friends we have in common, is throwing a party today, i have 10 minutes until matt, chris and nick come to pick me up. my hair is loose and i did two little braids in the front. i’m wearing a black open backless top, and a tight jeans skirt. my makeup is done, i just apply gloss to finish while admiring myself in the mirror. i take a couple of selfies before laying on my bed and posting it.

matt’s pov

i’m scrolling on instagram waiting for my brothers when i see y/n’s post. she looks really good. i like the picture and comment:

@matthew.sturniolo - “picking you up rn. good pics btw 📸”

it only takes her a few seconds to reply:

@y/n.y/l/n - “ok im waiting. tks 📸”

under my comment a see the comment of the guy she’s talking to:

@evan_williams - “🔥”

i roll my eyes. he’s an asshole and it pisses me off that y/n doesn’t see it. she deserves someone better than him, she is so sweet and kind and i’m not even sure he likes her.

y/n’s pov

i grab my purse while walking to the door when the triplets arrive at my house. i get in the car sitting next to nick.

“hii you’re looking so good y/n/n”

“thank youu” i say smiling.

chris looks at me and smiles

“you really are”

matt glances at me

“yeah you look hot”

i giggle a bit and blush

“shut up”

we listen to music and sing all the way to the party, not talking about anything. we get to the house and we all leave the car.

“y/n/n do you know if evan’s coming?”

“yeah he’ll come. but he won’t stay much tho, he’s grounded or something”

i say as we go to the door. and i notice matt guets quiet when we talk about evan.

“what?”

i say staring at him.

“nothing”

“what is it?”

“you know he’s an asshole, right?”

i roll my eyes at him, i know he doesn’t like evan but he never likes any guy i talk to, is annoying.

“i’ll go grab a drink, do you guys want anything?”

i go to the kitchen after they all said no. in the kitchen i find madi, we take a few shots and then we go dancing.

mini time skip

me, madi and a bunch of other people are dancing with the loud music playing. i still haven’t seen evan, so i text him.

“heyy, are u still coming?”

he took a few minutes to answer the text

“hey, no i won’t make it sorry”

“oh, okay” i text back. i show my phone to madi.

“it’s okay we don’t need him here, let’s drink”

we go to the kitchen once again, and while i’m making my drink i notice madi’s eyes going wide, i look to where she was looking.

“y/n don’t-“

she says trying to stop me from seeing evan hooking up with another girl on the corner of the room. i’m speechless. i mean, we didn’t have anything too serious but i wasn’t hooking up with any other guys, and he told me he liked me… i turn my head to madi again

“i can’t believe him”

“omg i’m so sorry y/n”

“it’s fine”

it’s not, he was so nice to me, i really liked him. and it all just reminded me from when i caught my ex boyfriend cheating on me with my (ex) best friend. my mind racing as my breath got heavier.

“i’ll be right back”

i go to the bathroom, close the door and lean myself on the sink. i stare at myself in the mirror with my eyes filled with tears. it gets hard to breathe when my tears run down my face. i hear someone knock on the door.

“y/n/n?”

matt opens the door, i look at him crying and trying to breathe. he closes the door behind him and rushes to come try to calm me down.

“y/n it’s okay. you are okay”

i shake my head

“you can get through this, okay?” he says breathing deeply trying to make me follow his breath.

“focus on my breathing”

he wipes my tears, i begin to slow down my breathing and calming down.

“matt” i try to speak

“shh, is okay.” he gives a slight smile trying not to look so nervous to help me. i hug him, trying to stop crying.

“i should’ve listened to you”

“don’t say that, you couldn’t know”

“why does everyone fucking replace me like that?”

“it’ll be okay, y/n/n, you got me”

we stay like that in silence for a while. he lets me go and holds my face, wiping my last tear.

“let’s get out of here before i fucking punch him”

i nod, smiling slightly. i’m kinda embarrassed matt saw me like this. i’m not even that sensitive but i think with the alcohol and all.. it was a just lot.

the drive back was silent. i was sitting on the passenger’s seat, chris didn’t even said anything about it, he understood something had happened.

i notice that matt isn’t driving back to my place.

matt’s pov

“matt where are we going?”

y/n asks me looking confused

“you’re sleeping over at our house today”

she smiles. i wouldn’t let her be alone right now, she’s too drunk, plus with what happened with evan i don’t want her to do anything stupid.

after 10 minutes in the car i notice y/n fell asleep. “she’s cute” i think to myself, hoping chris and nick didn’t notice me blushing over her. when we get to our house, nick and chris go inside letting me with y/n.

i carry her inside the house and to my bedroom, where i place here on my bed. i turn around to pick up a hoodie for her to sleep in, when i turn to her i see she woke up.

“hey” she smiles

“wear this, i’ll be sleeping on chris’s room if you need anything.” i say turning my back at her.

“matty” i look at her waiting for her to speak.

“can you stay here?”

i smile at her question and nod. i go to lay down next to y/n, facing her.

“you’re okay?”

“i will be. i just…” she pauses “i wish someone would really stay. what is wrong with me? why does everyone always leaves?”

“nothing’s wrong with you, y/n. you’re perfect. he was the problem.”

“he wasn’t even the first one to cheat on me”

“you’ll be alright, y/n/n. you’ll find the right person”

“you think so?”

“i’m sure.” i smile and nod. i wrap my arm around y/n’s waist as she lays her head on my chest. i caress her hair until she falls asleep.

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first fic ughhhh how do we feel?

i have ideas for part 2 but idkk..

i hope you guys like it, sorry for any mistakess

- xoxo bella

😚

#matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets x reader #madi filipowicz #fanfic

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signed-sapphire · 9 months ago

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The Fallen Star ✨

A Wish rewrite

(Scrapped) Act I - Prologue

We hear a woman’s voice reminiscent of the Golden Age of Disney, narrating events from a book:

Once upon a time, Stars roamed the earth. Magical beings from the sky that used their magic to help people, to assist them in fulfilling their dreams.

However, the Stars soon started to simply grant wishes, and people became lazy and dependent, demanding the stars make their wishes reality. The Stars became full of themselves and mad with power, almost destroying the kingdoms.

[Author’s Note: Take my messy sketches! Idk I’ll try to do little doodles per part IT WAS RUSHED OKAY]

One survivor, Magnus Arman, escaped his burning homeland. He saw the wreckage the Stars had caused, and vowed that he could never lose the people he loved to the Stars again.

On his journey, Magnus came across another wrecked kingdom. Another land the Stars had destroyed. Another land with no survivors… but one. Magnus heard a faint sob in the distance. Once he followed it, Magnus came across a child— Asha Arabella.

Magnus took Asha under his wing, and started working to stop the Stars. He studied their magic, bringing his young daughter with him on his adventures.

While he studied, he met a young woman named Amaya, who cared for Asha like her own. Soon enough, the two fell in love and wed.

[Amaya’s dress is a callback to the classic Golden Age princess wedding dresses]

But one day, more Stars fell from the heavens and attacked, wanting all the magic for themselves.

That day, Magnus almost lost his family.

So Magnus, determined to protect his family, used all his magical knowledge and became the Wishgranter, one who would decide what wishes were good and what could never be granted.

Note that the book doesn’t tell exactly how Magnus defeated the Stars… but anyways now he has a sick-ass white outfit like the one we see in the canon movie.

He defeated the evil Stars, and together, Magnus and Amaya founded the Kingdom of Rosas, a safe haven across off the Iberian Peninsula where people could give their wishes to Magnus and he would keep them safe from harm, from the greedy Stars. Magnus became known throughout the lands as Magnifico, the master of wishes.

And often, the wishes people gave Magnifico were good, and he granted them.

We see Magnifico granting a wish [I can’t find the picture but let’s say the dressmaker one we saw in the movie with a callback to Sleeping Beauty’s dress. And you know what, it’s blue.]

Little Asha was raised in the castle where she was doted on by her parents.

Teen Asha, just a bit younger than she is now, so around fourteen, and the page flips to Asha now, seventeen years old.

And this is where our story begins.

Next (coming soon)

So! Epilogue! I guess! Halfway done but I need to get it out bc I want to start random doodles and I need somewhat of a starting point!

Heavy heavy thanks to @annymation and their INCREDIBLE rewrite, go check it out, it’s amazing and wayyyy more of a tribute to the original Disney than mine will be. And @gracebethartacc/@gracebeth3604 (hey, I was the one who asked about whether your rewrite was written or thought dumps/ etc, but btw your rewrite IS well known, my roommate’s friends know of it and Anny’s) bc they have a popular rewrite with their amazing art doodles and thought dumps, so… I said fuck it and posted this.

I will update with more doodles! These are messy but I wanted to put SOME there… also! Check out @uva124 if you want to see some FANTASTIC wish art!

#writing by sapphire #the fallen star au #the fallen star #asha #disney wish #princess asha #asha x star #star x asha #saph doodles #human star #starsha #wish 2023 #lmao I don’t know what I’m doing #super short btw #tw: implied death #bc she can’t be a Disney Princess if one or both of her parents aren’t dead

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russolover · 2 years ago

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can i request 7 + 8 + 6 frm prompt 2 fluff/ other (6) list or 120+74+34+42 from prompt 1 please if thats okay please

Apocalypse

I’ll post your other request in a separate story :) Btw - all the titles for my fics are songs I got inspired by while writing them

Apocalypse - Cigarettes after Sex

6. “I don’t care what they think, to me, you are perfect.” 7. “You’re not going to lose me.” 8.“Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that.”

Social Media was many things. A platform for people to connect and spread happiness or to update friends and family on your life. But sadly it was also a place where lots of hatred was spread.

You and Alessia have been together for 2 years but only decided to come out to the public a few weeks ago. There were many positive messages and a lot of ship names thrown your way but there was also a certain amount of people who decided being spiteful was their way to go. Especially to the Italian.

You didn’t care about the comments since you didn’t use social media that much but if you came across one you didn’t hold back since you saw what kind of an effect it had on Alessia.

It was one of those lazy Sundays, laying on the sofa, binge-watching some episodes of friends while your girlfriend was sound asleep on top of you. You mindlessly ran your fingers through her silky hair while an occasional sigh was coming from the blonde.

The silence was interrupted by your phone ringing. On the screen you could see it was no other than tooney.

“what’s going on tooney”

You stated rather quietly not to wake your girl up.

“Why is less not picking up”

She asked abruptly.

“She’s asleep but Thank you for asking tooney, I’m fine as well”

You chuckled but quickly stopped when you heard the serious tone of her voice.

“Y/n have you been on Twitter recently”

“what no.. why?”

You started panicking slightly.

“Remember Alex?-

“Alessias ex?”

You interrupted her.

“Yeah, they released some old pictures of when they were together an-

“What the hell?!”

You screamed into the phone, startling the Italian on top of you.

“I’m sorry baby”

You squeezed her thigh as she sat up. Poor thing had no clue what was going on.

“Why are you shouting and who’s on the phone?”

She mumbled as she rubbed her eyes trying to get rid of the tiredness.

You pulled the blonde closer before putting tooney on speaker, knowing what was about to happen. Alessias Ex was a tough subject for you and for alessia. Mainly because they were trying to profit out of your girlfriends name.

Everyone wants to know why the relationship ended- how it began- how fame was changing their relationship- Questions that should never be discussed by the public or random journalists.

Once tooney explained what was going on, you and alessia took a look at Twitter to find the most spiteful and nasty comments you’ve probably experienced until now.

They started calling the Italian a cheater, since her ex didn’t state when those pictures were taken.

“Y/n should’ve never gotten with her”

“Not Russo cheating on the Football God”

“Y/N can do so much better”

You could hear alessias breathing picking up.

“Less?”

Her frown started getting bigger and the tears started rolling down her cheek. You immediately pulled her closer to you, wrapping the blonde up in a big hug.

You were furious at the people calling the most wonderful, loyal and kind hearted girl you’ve ever known those malicious things.

The crying didn’t stop, less was full on sobbing into your chest trying to form sentences.

“Baby I need you to breathe”

You whispered softly into her ear trying to calm her down while still holding her as close as possible. She only shook her head.

“Less.. c‘mon my love”

“Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that.”

This eventually guided her into slowing her breathing down and stop sobbing. The tears were still flowing though.

“I swear I didn’t chea-

She tried to say but was interrupted by you immediately.

“hey I kno-”

"I don't want to loose you"

She whispered while her breathing started picking up again.

"“You’re not going to lose me.”

You said while cradling her face in your hand trying to rub all of the tears away with your thumbs.

"Less listen to me, you're the most important person in my life and no one is going to ruin that, not those haters and especially not Alex"

"But everyone thinks-

"“I don’t care what they think, to me, you are perfect."

She didn't say anything but the tears slowly stopped and the frown was still prominent on her face. She looked down at the promise ring you gave her for your one year anniversary and started fidgeting with it.

"Come here"

You whispered, pulling her onto your lap.

"You, Alessia Mia Teresa Russo, probably have the biggest heart on this entire planet and for people to take advantage of that is not right. Those people saying mean stuff have no idea what's really going on and they try to make up fucking stories only to spread misinformation. But that's what it is, they're just random people who would never dare to say something to your face, and if they did I would have a talk with them."

A little smile appeared on her face after you finished your last sentence and repeatedly left kisses on her cheeks.

"I love you so much Y/n"

She turned around to face you and planted a sweet kiss on your lips.

"I love you mi vida"

Your heart broke at her tear stained face but you were glad that she was feeling a little bit better.

"How about ordering something from your favourite sushi place and watching Dirty dancing?"

Her blue eyes lit up by the mention of her favourite food and she gave you a proper smile which you immediately returned.

"I thought you hated dirty dancing?"

She raised her eyebrow at you while pulling you closer by your necklace, which only made your need to kiss her grow larger.

"Yeah but I love you, so I have to deal with it"

You chuckled and pressed your lips on hers, instantly relaxing into the comforting taste of her strawberry flavoured chapstick.

#alessia russo #alessia russo x reader #woso fanfics #woso soccer #woso masterlist #fanfic #lionesses #engwnt #woso community #lgbtq #alessia russo imagine #womens football

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c-cw-f-saeko · 9 months ago

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tell me your name (tesso and seonhee headcanons 2/3)

they moved out of the way so i could take a picture of mt. fuji -> loose recreation of this image

hi !! i thought i’d finish this tesso and seonhee (separate and together) headcanon masterpost. it covers their individual backstory, how they met and how their relationship grew.

btw i made another headcanon masterpost about the liumang here 🤩 it wouldn't be a bad idea to read it before this one !

i warn that this is the ultimate yapping session LOL so it's long and very image heavy OOPS! there are more than 30 images, i wanted to add more but will stop there for now. check the bottom of the post for some straightforward headcanons (and a TLDR).

also, please pretend the entire timeline makes sense.....i won't beat myself over ageless characters not fitting 100% with documented events 😭 (imo seonhee is 34 and tesso is 37 currently) nvm my guess for seonhee but tesso is surely 37

also, the two fics i wrote heavily tie to this (don't mind the last one). i won't say you need to read them to understand, but i recommend reading them (BC I COOKED!) it'll be linked when needed.

- wang tielin

not completely accurate because he shouldn't have his scars but i'm too lazy to re-do the texture from scratch... sorry tielin 💔

birth name is wang tielin

born in japan. lived in the countryside with his uncle for the longest he could remember.

vowed to his childhood friend to live on the straight and narrow no matter what (hahaha)

a promise to keep was to become rich and share with their family when they grow up.

went to school just because, but had no plans nor dreams in particular. never stirred trouble.

was always kinda bland, but made an effort to become and dress "cooler" after coming to kamurocho (look at the fit please 😭 it was definitely a phase). this is part of the stuff tesso left behind (including his real name). would've preferred no one he knows today met him during that time.

zhao tried time and time again to make tesso show him pictures of him when he was younger but tesso claims to have none. zhao even got seonhee on the task and was ready to put down a good chunk of cash to make it happen. unfortunately for him, tesso was a nobody that truly came out of nowhere according to the geomijul (seonhee just lied 🤩 sorry tianyou).

-> long before the liumang

he came from some city in the country side where nothing really happens. his aunt and uncle took care of him and sent went to school. he was expected to take on his uncle’s restaurant since he was helping out from time to time and that’s what his uncle wanted anyway.

how can i put it… as long he found a way to feed himself and have a roof over his head, he didn’t have a goal to attain (like a goal career or whatever). he had no aspirations as in “i guess i’ll live” 😍

though, he had a close friend called liwei. they spent most of their time at school and outside together doing whatever. unlike tesso, liwei had big dreams of finally making it out go the “boring” countryside and establishing himself in a big city, becoming the wealthiest person of his family to provide for his parents. he had a passion about going to especially kamurocho because it was the complete opposite of their current lives. tesso's response to liwei was mostly -> “i support you!” he kinda admired liwei for having determined ambition.

-> a bit before the liumang

though, liwei ended up getting killed because a hit was ordered by a bunch of strangers on seemingly the wrong person. not a lot of clues were left behind, but tesso was adamant about it being a mistake since the two of them always swore on being on the straight and narrow (ironically).

so, tesso decided to leave his hometown in the countryside to find out what happened, who killed liwei and how the mix-up happened in the first place.

it lead him to many big cities (like kamurocho) though he navigated a bit clumsily with his words (talking a bit too carelessly about “i’m looking for such such that killed such and such, not knowing the type of place he was getting into), tesso ends up getting jumped by the local chinese mafia at least twice 😭 the clues he finds leads him into yokohama and bro gets jumped again 😭

all to figure out the true culprit was guys from yokohama's chinatown and going up front to them was the worst idea ever. instead, he joins the liumang (at first for refuge as outsider chinese people were vulnerable to trouble between seiryu/liumang and liumang/chinatown). then, in hopes of giving another meaning to his life and eventually seek justice for liwei’s murder.

-> in the liumang

won't go too much in detail here, but tesso ends up being recruited personally by zhao as a liumang officer through a fight - given the exploit of him being able to scratch his jacket with his claws (and zhao scratched his face across his nose and cheeks with his sabre 😍)

- sakura, the number one hostess

long ago in kamurocho, seonhee used to be an hostess called sakura. remnants of the jingweon mafia rejected by mainland and local koreans (that later formed the geomijul) survived the best they could with low-level information dealing. they used cabaret clubs to get info out of the local population.

moving left and right with her mother, it was lucrative enough for her to be able to fend for the two of them — even if it was temporary, she would be doing it until they’d be able to find some sort of stability.

eventually, the cabaret club was disbanded due to more prominent gangs taking over kamurocho, basically forcing the geomijul out of the city (to later end up yokohama).

in the move, the geomijul was very unstable; most members falling into despair as they were forced out of of home one more time.

seonhee was one of the few people to step up to rally the remaining people together. if they were wavering in the faith of surviving their predicament, the geomijul wouldn't even survive. she did everything she could to make sure fellow members wouldn't walk astray and find them a new home.

being one of people that proposed lodging the geomijul between the seiryu clan and the liumang and reprise their information dealing activities. it was through her sheer determination and in the success of securing the geomijul in yokohama that seonhee was made leader (despite being that young and a woman) jumping over all the oldheads.

fun fact, after leaving the cabaret club, she vowed to herself to never do that type of work ever again.

- meeting for the first time in kamurocho

bro came dressed like that to the luxury club 😭 first timer spotted!! fresh meat here!!!!!!

one promise he made to himself was to realize one of liwei’s dreams, no matter how futile it was. so, he gathered most of his money and decided to light it up for one night in kamurocho in his honour. he ended up going to the first cabaret club he laid eyes on - the one owned by the geomijul.

given the way he was dressed (lol) and the fact he had never been in the city before, seonhee (the number one hostess at the time) was tasked of tending his table. she usually handled the most "suspicious" customers.

that's what she thought at first, but past their initial talk, she really did find out he was just young random dude trying out the cabaret clubs for the first time.

“is it your first time here?” “yeah, there isn’t stuff like this where i live” and so on. funny enough, he turned the conversation back on her a lot so she could ramble about the city and the type of work she did (life in the countryside is boring and uneventful anyway). it caused her to indirectly talk about the geomijul — tesso couldn’t know, her words still applied to the cabaret club dynamic. “the streets are competitive so we are working hard to stay on top!” and how teamwork was the most important thing at the end of the day, etc.

they had a good time talking and tesso was glad to find out city girls were so friendly. he had the impression that he’d be eaten alive, but he was doing ok so far.

he touched briefly on the real reason he visited kamurocho (thought to himself it would defeat the purpose to not mention it). though, seonhee was smart to not make him linger on the subject by proposing to toast in his honor. tesso agreed, he was there to celebrate and she had made the right call.

[sorry for the lack of continuity here but i can't being myself to write more atm. will evetually expand that part into a fic.]

- meeting for the second time in yokohama

tesso was always one of the officers zhao relied on the most. for example, he was leading the men sent by zhao after nanba through the city.

so, after mabuchi's overturned coup-d'etat and seonhee taking over the liumang, zhao named tesso as the most reliable man under him and could definitely provide great support in mending the geomijul and liumang together - zhao assured seonhee she could rely on tesso to bridge the two factions.

seonhee was quick to recognize tesso right away, thinking hard about where she had seen such a familiar face before - and the options were very little. it didn't take long for her to realize that it was the same guy she met at the cabaret club years ago. she thought about playing it cool and pretending they never met before, "he probably forgot anyway" and it's not like she looks exactly the same as she did. but she couldn't really shake off the possibility of him remembering. still, she plays it off in front of zhao

for as long as tesso remembers, the geomijul was a very secretive organization and most liumang didn't even know who the boss was and what they looked like. so he rolled with the assumption of having never met them before. so, of course, when he officially met seonhee for the first time, he didn't recognize her. at least at first 😭

- the underworld post mabuchi

because of fusion of the underworld, there was a lot of re-structuring to (such as combining certain cashflows, identifying businesses to assign new leaders to look after them, etc.) it was challenging especially after mabuchi basically left the liumang in shambles and with a lot of defecting members.

tesso helped out sorting out the mess with seonhee personally; it was easier to go through everything with someone that new the ordeal from top to bottom (thanks to zhao). the little time they had was dedicated to fixing the whole organization. at that time, seonhee relegated a lot of leading responsibilities to joongi while tesso did the same with his subordinates.

that's all it was; hours in a corner of the geomijul (usually in the middle of the night) sorting through hundred of files.

at first, it was awkward. tesso had never seen who led the geomijul before and the reality was very far from this expectations. starting at the fact he didn't even thought the geomijul had a woman at its head because of the rumours running the liumang. a detail zhao never bothered bringing up before they met.

zhao's funky and malleable nature was replaced by something more rigid, stern at times but always stood on business. it was different, but tesso went along with it. her style was definitely gonna bring the liumang and geomijul back on its feet.

still, he spoke to her with the same clumsiness as he did with zhao. distant in his words, just like a subordinate should be to its leader. she didn't mind, especially when she did most of the talking anyway.

that's how their routine was at the start: meet, sort documents, leave — there wasn't anything else more to it.

but, something didn't feel quite right.

the more he heard her talk, the more he was sure to have met her before. the words she used, her tone... it felt so familiar. and he had plenty of time to think about it. there was no doubt, she definitely was that girl from the cabaret club...

he kept it to himself and vowed to pretend he's mistaken. the last thing he could do was to bring it up first and be wrong. he would continue to behave the same as he ever did. given their circumstances, he could assume she had left her old life behind as well.

though, irony seeped from his pores, it was stronger than him. the coincidence was a bit humorous; the two of them meeting again with different names and under these unlikely circumstances. he kept his stun under wraps - or at least tried to.

from lingering gazes when she wasn't looking to the way she held herself, tesso recalled the selfless woman he met long ago in kamurocho. despite the heavy facade she always wore, she played it off well, how, in the midst of her words, always passed others before herself.

even with her bolder style, and it's not like she changed much: she was still as beautiful as ever and had that unwavering aura fit of a born leader.

perhaps, he had made his realization too obvious.

ever since zhao presented tesso to seonhee, she knew they had met before. thus, sat quietly with the intent of pretending she was someone else. however, tesso's demeanour changed out of the blue. he seemed a bit more awkward and careful in his words.

though, seonhee resigned on pretending. "tesso? is that how you call yourself these days?" shortly followed with his real name. she asks, chuckling a bit. perhaps, he could've picked something more subtle. he did abandon his birth name for this alias he wasn't really sure whom give it to him. but it doesn't really matter. it just meant was a completely different man now.

it was a bit ironic; they are able to have to shy laugh about it, the ice is starting to melt between them.

- the bridge between the geomijul and yokohama liumang

overall, the union between the geomijul and liumang was welcome by its members. given the situation they both were in - one left without a leader and the other very vulnerable to outside threats. it was worth leaving residual animosity behind and cooperate for the sake of keeping yokohama safe.

so, antagonists to seonhee taking over after zhao were far and between - mainly geomijul oldheads (like seo hancheol 😍 rip bozo) and the few remaining mabuchi enjoyers (like zheng because yes in this timeline bro didn’t get banished out of yokohama).

so, not only did tesso assist seonhee in the merge of the two groups, but he kinda became for the liumang what joongi is for the geomijul: the first commander under the leader and first rep for the liumang. so, in case of trouble or any reference needed from geomijul members, they could ask him if needed. tesso is known to get along with younger folks (canon) so it helps a lot!

overall, the underworld is structured like this:

- factions subordinates (tesso and the geomijul)

yeona calls tesso liumang oppa 😭 she's the one that got tesso to read manga

i feel like yeona would get along well with these two LOL she can get info on joongi from tesso since they work on another level (joongi hides his cringy side from his subordinates). also, she tends to tease seonhee a bit about not being single anymore 😭 in a little sister-big sister type of way. bc like it's not like they ever announced anything, but yeona just picks up on vibes like that 😭 there's banter between seonhee and her, but it's in good faith!! there are so little women in the geomijul, so yeona made sure to stick with

"seonhee unnie, that's your boyfriend isn't it?" she didn't say that, but her eyes kinda did 😭 yeona always knows when something is up about her big sister. this whole exchange happened while tesso was reading his notes LOL 😭

well kinda... because now that seonhee is taken, han-sama (joongi) can stop worrying about seonhee's relationship status.

- advisor to advisor (tesso and joongi)

"Tha- That's not possible! She couldn't have a boyfriend! Some random man from who-knows-where!?" (direct canon quote istg 😭)

"some random man from who-knows-where" that's literally what tesso was to joongi for awhile.

of course, he knew tesso was one of the closest subordinates of zhao. but he wanted to dig out his history as much as he could before even asking zhao about it. surprise came when he didn’t find much out of the geomijul surveillance system — there was no way to know for sure how nor when he got in the city. however, joongi was adamant about not asking seonhee about it just yet.

sure, tesso and seonhee never announced they were together (for a very long time). but joongi picked up the smallest changes of seonhee's demeanour and her mannerisms. she tried her best to conceal it, but nothing went past his eye. and it was very clear to him... seonhee was indeed dating that random man.

at first, it was veiled concern but joongi believed seonhee could do better. he thought seonhee could aim for someone more or at least just as good looking than him (im sorry LOL but exhibit A) and someone as refined as her and not so… contradictory in looks and personality (tesso looks rough with a lot of distinctive features but is rather simple). so, first impression wise, it was off to a rocky start.

despite being the two most important members of the geomijul and liumang, joongi and tesso didn’t really get along. tesso thought joongi was arrogant and preferred dealing with his subordinates instead (like yeona with whom he was able to work well with).

“don’t mind han-sama. he’ll get over it eventually…” tesso still has no clue what she means by that

the impression of tesso and joongi not getting along wasn't setting a good example for the fellow geomijul and liumang members. while tesso was unsure about the whole thing, joongi struggled moving on for a bit. even seonhee wasn't sure of what was going on between the two.

it took yeona telling on joongi's business back to seonhee for her to set the record straight. no one knows for sure what she has said, but their short discussion was followed by a shy apology from joongi, blaming the geomijul's eternal lack of trust of others for his behaviour and vowed to be as reliable as ever. actually, that was a move from seonhee where she wouldn't let a reason so petty cloud joongi and tesso's relationship further. it was better if tesso didn't know (lol).......

in joongi's opinion, there was too many red flags or dubious points about tesso and couldn’t figure out where nor when they even met (as seonhee never mentioned him before). so, everything came to him as a surprise.

deep down, the hurt joongi felt was because seonhee didn’t tell him about it first when they shared pretty much everything. he took it as a sign of being unworthy of her trust. understanding it didn’t come from malice, joongi slowly opened up to tesso - it was iffy at first, there was still moments when he was a bit rude despite him. it took time, but joongi trusted seonhee in her decision and agreed that tesso wasn’t so bad after all (“albeit a bit goofy and doesn’t have a presentation as neat as I do”). all that mattered at the end of the day was seonhee’s wellbeing and she seems happy. bro got over himself…

- relationship ladder

(i'm not gonna extend myself too much on this but) the particular thing about them is how the closer they got, the place to work on business changed as well.

this is the fish shop next to eomoni's vow 😭

it started at the corner of the geomijul but surely became eomoni's vow (which is just my first fic LOL) - right at the time when the city was as calm as ever and the liumang and geomijul were combined together. members were more comfortable walking the streets so the need to remain miles of tunnels under the surface wasn't as needed.

still, they usually met in the middle of the night to work on stuff, but just end up eating and drinking the hours away. they got in the habit of playing mahjong against each-other singing karaoke on rare occasion (amongst other things).

next location is qing jin.

omg bro with the three piece suit 😭

it's upgrade from eomoni's vow since the top floor has a dress code 😍 you have to be put together to get in there so dresses and dress shirts are a must.

tesso debated for awhile before inviting her. it was a bit of a bold move, but he knew qing jin would be more of her taste (more spacious, luxurious and an entire different palate) AND it was still very private.

tesso actually picked the artwork (see the tomato picture below) and the room divider is from lin lin

they went a few times, and that was then tesso told seonhee about zhao's apartment complex and eventually advanced the idea to share a spot there. won't go over the details again LOL but you get the idea 🤩

knowing she'd be coming, tesso leaves her sweets 🥹 he's usually more busy on foot (you know assassination quests 🤩), but will drop by before she does if he has other stuff to do for the day.

seonhee definitely spends more time there since she doesn't have to be out carrying missions out on the streets and enjoys the privacy. it's seemingly normal when compared to the gloominess of the geomijul and restaurant row.

- trip to kyoto

this is basically the fic i wrote last year - tesso and seonhee go on a trip to kyoto. (PLEASE READ IT I COOKED!!! 😭) the fic in a nutshell:

i am kidding of course

despite being a higher ranked officer with more responsibilities, he’s always stuck at the “uhhhh taking some time off like that kinda feels unfair” but was bullied convinced by zhao to take some anyway. yokohama had been peaceful for awhile now and his subordinates could run well without him around for a few days.

so take the bullet train to osaka only to come back three days and four nights later. notably, they visit the nonomiya shrine (the shrine of love woooooooohooooo, no it is actually!), tesso dedicates her a poem and they stay in a machiya.

funny enough, i managed to make 3d models pretty close to the original drawings (iykyk) so it's fun!

pretty!!!!!!!!! 😭

- miscellaneous

funny thing they do -> rock paper scissors and they talk to each-other the native tongue of whoever wins for a day. seonhee tends to win often; she's just built like that.

during yua's first year at seiryo, tesso and seonhee attended the parent-student meeting together in place of her uncle (yua's legal guardian at the time). to meet sawa-sensei (yes she lived).

negative trait

tesso : can be too passive | seonhee : lacks humility

positive trait

tesso: dependable | seonhee: diligent

strength against the other

tesso: resistant to dominatrix energy | seonhee: resistant to tianyou

their weakness coming from the other

tesso: her cute mannerisms | seonhee: him calling her a specific petname (b......ba......omg i can't [dies of cringe])

serious complaint about the other

tesso: sacrificing health for the sake of fashion | seonhee: sleeps too little

unserious complaint about the other

tesso: lacks stamina | seonhee: grandpa mannerisms at 37

random quirk

tesso: can fall asleep anywhere | seonhee: rarely laughs from her the pit of her stomach

karaoke?

seonhee: enjoys anything from koda kumi | tesso: either tone deaf or decent, nobody knows… won’t do anything more than adlibs

hobby they got because of the other

tesso: skincare | seonhee: gardening

seonhee enjoys growing tomatoes, amongst other things. on his part, tesso grows nappa cabbages somewhere on a rooftop in restaurant row (mostly for kimchi ofc).

hobby they don’t share

tesso: shopping | seonhee: running

hobby they tried together for the first time

dancing (thank you yagami)

seonhee is pissed bc yagami made them do something really hard as a tryout. it's not easy, but it's simple at least so they managed!

thing they do when sick

tesso: eats lemons like oranges | seonhee: drinks tea with every single aromatic she can find (ginger, turmeric, cinnamon, peppercorns, etc.)

last thing they fought about

seonhee being frustrated at tesso’s reluctance to take over the liumang, leading her to talk ill of zhao’s ways of leadership. though, seonhee is too proud to apologize first and they didn’t talk to each other for two weeks. even zhao and saeko picked up on the fact they were kinda avoiding each other.

one thing they struggled with

(especially tesso at the start) treat each-other on equal footing. he was kinda confused at how to behave, whether to be or to not be subservient, like.....

not that it was his second nature, but that's what he used to for the longest time. so, he didn't mind at all.

seonhee was a bit frustrated at the need to spell it out, but it was better that way. at least, everything was clear between them from that point on.

for zhao's costume party [i'll write about this later? maybe?]

(actually seonhee convinced tesso but) they did matching costumes of leon kennedy and ada wong from RE.

TL;DR: i think there are moments when seonhee shares more of herself to someone on equal footing, moments where she's more vulnerable and has room to step away from her idolized self.

i think there are moments when tesso has to put himself first, moments when he must learn to not overextend himself at his own expense.

despite the unlikely circumstances and complicated conditions, i think they would be able to do that together. tesso and seonhee are polar opposites on so many things and i think they can learn a lot from each-other.

i'll make another post with all different outfits they had soon because the volume of models i made 😭

next headcanon post is either going to be ichitesso on dondoko island or yua.....idk yet........

and yes in my book miku was on dondoko island LOL

and before you ask, yes i smoke crack! thank you for coming to my ted talk!

#tessohui #tesso #seonhee #domain expansion #mental institute!!!!!!!!!!#also please dont think im a joongi hater #hes just lame af for how he is towards seonhee about her dating..like bro.....shes not gonna let you hit please stop #also he called ichiban ugly so................bruh............#other than that hes cool #im mentally ill #there are so many more things i wish i could convey #but i kinda hate writing #also this is not very fluffy? i think?#i shouldve written more i literally cant #im sorry #this has been in my drafts for a month at least #han joon gi #zhao tianyou

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Carpe Diem - Chapter 5

Pairing: Sketchbook (Kaisa/Johanna)

Summary: Carpe diem: one of the five latim mottos of the arcadist, or neoclassical movement. Literally translates to "seize the day"

Picking up where Locus Amoenus left off, this fic follows the lives of Kaisa and Johanna for a couple weeks as their feelings grow and develop. At some point there will be a couple of weeks of hiatus, but for now this fic will be updated weekly

Notes: Trigger warning for mentions of child abuse. If you want to skip it, stop when Kaisa begins speaking about Frida’s adoption, and come back after the “***” sign I put there

Btw, this is when the hiatus starts! I'll be out for two or three weeks and then come back. But I suppose that since this week and the last one I posted two chapters, I'm actually on track lol. It's fitting, too. This may not be the numeric half of the fic, but it's the moral half of the fic. if you know what i mean

Credits for the quotes I used are on the ao3 notes

Read it on ao3 or read the first installment on this verse or read the second installment on this verse

They raced each other down the stairs and to the dining room like kids, finding when they got there a Frida that looked unamused, and a Tildy that looked very much so. Both of them had sat side by side at the table, and the other two seats were directly in front of them, leaving the girls no choice but to sit shoulder to shoulder. Or shoulder to arm, in their case.

The meal was a creamy mushroom risotto, and conversation flowed easily between them while they ate. It was a bit stunted and awkward at first, but when Johanna told Frida she’d been a Sparrow Scout herself in her childhood, and had often been the one in her level to win the most badges each year, the four of them didn’t run out of conversation topics any time soon.

Once dessert had been eaten, a banoffee pie that Tildy had baked the day before and stored in the fridge for that occasion, Frida excused herself to go read. After being sure that Johanna really was done with her food, Kaisa took the chance to invite her out into their backyard.

She’d seen some splashes of colour from across the glass panel that covered a good chunk of the dining room’s wall while they were eating, but nothing could have prepared her for a closer look at it. If there was any doubt in her mind that Tildy was some sort of sage fairytale sorceress, it vanished the second she stepped into her garden.

Colours both vibrant and soft filled her sight no matter which direction she looked at. There was no grass anywhere to be seen, the ground being covered by native weeds, which were protected from their feet by the stone path traced between the flowerbeds, much like the one in the front yard. Even as a self declared flower enthusiast, there were flowers there that Johanna had never even heard of, and some that she recognized from her time as a scout as being extremely rare and hard to take care of. Still, even though it was a clearly cared for space, it didn’t look controlled, or limited in any way. Fallen leaves and flowers were left to enrich the soil, stems grew in whichever direction they pleased, and weeds were only taken care of when they posed direct threat to other plants.

It was jaw-dropping. And it was also autumn. Johanna could barely picture how this place must look during springtime.

She desperately hoped she’d still be around in Kaisa’s life to witness it.

“We don’t have many plants in bloom at the moment.” The girl said, as if she’d read Johanna’s thoughts. “But it’s still a sight, isn’t it?”

Even though she was aware that her face was being watched for a reaction, Johanna needed some seconds to herself before she could gather any coherent thoughts.

“Are you kidding me? This is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen in my life.” Except for you, she added to herself, wishing Kaisa really could read her mind and either confirm her suspicion or tell her to back off.

Instead of helping her in any way, her friend only smiled with self-satisfaction. “I’m glad you think so. You know, I’ve been wanting to show you this for a good while now. I remember the first thought I had when I followed you into the humanities’ garden was ‘oh, this has nothing on Tildy’s flowers’.”

“You weren’t wrong.” Johanna breathed, only now noticing how many bugs there were around. Butterflies fluttered all around them, and some bees flew lazily between the flowers that were in bloom. A caterpillar munched on a brown leaf, and a trail of orderly ants crossed the stone tile just in front of her feet. It was all too easy to imagine Kaisa’s childhood self following those animals with a magnifying glass and a book in her little hands. “I don’t even have words.”

Kaisa bounced on her heels, pleased with Johanna’s reaction. “There’s a bench at the centre. Would you like to go there, or are you cold?”

“Cold? I would gladly freeze to stay here longer. Lead the way, by all means.”

She did, and each step they took allowed Johanna to get a different angle of the fall scene around them. When a dragonfly got bold enough to land on her jacket, Johanna felt certain that she’d accidentally slipped and fallen into some sort of dreamy magical land.

The dragonfly flew away when she sat down beside Kaisa on the wooden bench that was at the intersection of stone tile paths that came from different directions, all leading to a different section of the garden. As it did so, it gave Johanna the perfect opportunity to marvel at the way that light caught on its wings, until it flew out of sight and her attention was turned back to the plants.

“Does Tildy tend to all of this herself?” She’d called the woman ‘Matilda’ earlier, during lunch, and gotten an amused laugh and a request to just call her by her nickname in return. Even if she wasn’t there to listen to her say her full name, Johanna felt too honoured by being allowed the small intimacy not to use it. Kaisa shrugged.

“Mostly. Sometimes Frida and I help when there’s something more strenuous to be done, but it’s mainly her; she’s very agile for her age, you know. Plus, it keeps her active. She takes care of us, which I imagine takes a lot of her time and serenity, but since she’s retired, she likes to keep a couple of hobbies to keep her mind sharp. She still trades a lot of correspondence with younger researchers in her area, though.”

Every week new letters (yes, letters, because the people in Tildy’s field knew she preferred them to emails) arrived at their home from people who were looking into the history of their surrounding countries, discussing new archeological findings, new texts that had just been dug up, new theories that were being created. Every time, Tildy had a piece of advice and a thoughtful opinion to give. It made Kaisa grateful that this woman had adopted her so she could simply walk into whatever room she was in and ask her questions whenever she felt like it. Going to the post office sounded like too much of a hassle. Also she wasn’t exactly sure how stamps worked, honestly, only that Frida was currently obsessed with collecting them.

“That’s nice. She’s a fantastical person. And so is your sister. I really loved meeting them. It’s nice to see where you came from.”

Looking down at where her hands were resting against her lap, Kaisa smiled. She couldn’t help it. Her family was amazing, and she knew it was a green flag any time someone could see it too. She’d had enough people looking at their unusual configuration the wrong way to know it wasn’t always the case.

“Thank you. I’m glad to hear it, I know they had a blast meeting you too.”

Maybe they had enjoyed it more than they should have, in fact, but if Kaisa was feeling particularly merciful once Johanna had headed back home she might even let it slip.

“If I may ask…” Johanna began tentatively, but Kaisa already knew the answer. She could ask anything she wanted, and Kaisa would bend the world if she needed to in order to deliver. “Is there any story behind your adoptions?”

Letting out a huff of air through her nostrils, Kaisa ran her hands over her cardigan. “I was very young when Tildy brought me, so I don’t really remember it. I don’t think my age justifies it, but I don’t even have any memories from before. Frida, though, that was a whole situation.”

Johanna turned on her side to face her better, giving her a look that gently said ‘I’m listening, if you want me to’.

“Her biological parents were awful.” There was no beating around the bush. Many times she had been asked if she had felt any jealousy when Frida was brought over, but the truth was, as soon as Tildy had told her her story, Kaisa had felt ready to hunt down those people herself. “They made her take part in all sorts of competitions that would get them money if she won. Spelling bees, pageants, the newspaper’s competition for ‘tidiest child’ title. That sort of thing. And goodness, she was only four. They…”

Kaisa took a deep breath to hold onto her anger, clenching her fists.

“They hurt her when she didn’t win. Fucking monsters, I swear.”

Beside her, she heard Johanna’s breath catch in her throat.

“The police eventually found out, thank the heavens. She was placed in foster care, and there Tildy found her and brought her home. Luckily this ends as a happy story. She does all that she can to help Frida with the marks that those first years left in her, and even though she still struggles with a lot of what she was forced to learn, at least now she knows she’s unconditionally loved and has all the tools to heal.”

It was a story that boiled Kaisa’s blood whenever she thought of it. She couldn’t imagine ever being able to cause any harm to any child at all, let alone to the sister she loved with her whole heart. Secretly, though, it also made her feel a freezing fear deep in her guts. Something told her that she herself was too similar to Frida for it to be a coincidence, and it was probably the same reason that had made her brain block any memories from before Tildy.

“I am so sorry to hear this, Kaisa.” Johanna sounded genuinely heartbroken. “That’s… God, that’s awful. I wouldn’t ever have imagined that. I’m so glad she’s here now.”

Trying to cut through the heavy mood of her own creation, Kaisa gave her as much of a smile as she could manage. “Yeah, me too. Things have a way of working out in the end, I suppose.”

She nodded, and turned her attention back to the plants. The sun hadn’t left its peak long ago, and its rays warmed their skins enough that it was very comfortable to just stay there, and do nothing. A couple of moments later, though, Kaisa spoke again.

***

“You know, it just occurred to me that I don’t know much about your family either. Just that you moved here when young and that Edmund is somehow your cousin. I’m sorry, is there a reason for that, or did it just not occur to me to ask?”

However much she’d been hoping the conversation didn’t turn to that, Johanna laughed at the way she had phrased it. It was okay, though, she told herself. She could open herself to Kaisa. How were they supposed to go anywhere at all if they weren’t willing to be vulnerable with each other?

“There is a reason for that. It’s not a pretty story. But I feel like you’ve earned it at this point.”

Kaisa was about to rush to assure that she didn’t need to share anything she didn’t feel like, that sharing her family secrets didn’t entitle her to hers in exchange, but Johanna lifted a hand to ask her to hold it in. She wanted Kaisa to know about these pieces of her, she realised. She hadn’t earned them with a story, but with her care and friendship over the last weeks.

“My parents live in Trolberg.” She began, noticing that Kaisa had settled into her best ‘paying attention’ position. “But right on the other edge of town, which was a relief, because it meant that as soon as I got into college I had the excuse that their place was too far away, and was allowed to move in with Ed, since the place had just been vacated. You can imagine it wasn’t a tranquil family life. I’ll preface this by saying I don’t think my parents have any malice in them, I just think they have a lot of baggage and didn’t realise the extent to which they were letting it out on me.”

“The point is, they were very strict. If my grades weren’t the best, they were meaningless. If I didn’t win the competitions they signed me up for, I was lazy. If I complained about anything, or acted like a child does, I was ungrateful and not putting in the effort, and God forbit I told them that sometimes I just couldn’t focus and it wasn’t something I could control. They expected perfection from me, and made sure that I always wanted to deliver. It wasn’t anywhere near abuse, thank goodness, but there sure was a lot of gaslighting and restricting involved. I felt like a terrible daughter, and honestly a terrible person when I couldn’t do what they wanted. I even felt guilty when I was allowed to begin medicating, because they made me feel like I shouldn’t need to, even though they never told me so this directly. Eventually, they didn’t even have to encourage me anymore. I had internalised all of that so bad that I believed I wanted those things for myself. I was even convinced that my dream was to study law at some fancy university abroad, can you believe it?”

Swallowing past a lump in her throat, Kaisa nodded. She could believe it a little too well, in fact.

“Anyway, that began to change when I realised I was bi, and I finally had to face something about me that wasn’t what my parents wanted, but wasn’t something that I could change through effort or keep in check with medication either. And I was shocked to realise that I didn’t want to change it. I couldn’t see why I should, and the mentality I had inherited from them began to make less and less sense. The school I went to had a therapist, and I decided to go talk to her. She helped me realise that I could find joy in the way I am, that I didn’t want to move so far away from where I grew up for my education, that I didn’t want to be perfect all the time. It took a lot of time to come to terms with this. I think I may have spent the best part of my High School years dealing with some intense internal turmoil, but once I realised what actually made me happy, I grabbed it and have been doing my best to not let go.

“I’m not out to my parents, so the hardest thing was probably telling them I had applied for the major I actually wanted, in the university I was actually interested in. They were so disappointed. But seeing this disappointment and not swaying for their sake was definitely one of my highest moments. That was when I knew I really was healing effectively, even if my instinct would have been to budge and spend my life being miserable because of it.”

“Someone up there must have been looking out for me, because Ed just happened to have that opening just in time for me to move in. He has always been my favourite family member.”

Johanna shrugged, looking at her open palms on top of her jeans.

“I know it’s not like Frida’s story, I am very lucky in comparison, but I just wanted to tell you all of this. Maybe you’ll think it’s silly, but I feel like you deserve to know what’s going on inside my mind even if I try not to show it, and it felt right to let you know that I see you. I know family pressure is not your case, but I know what the price of perfection is, and I really hope you don’t feel like you have to pay it all the time.”

It took all of Johanna’s self control not to gasp when she looked back at Kaisa. She was crying, and not a little, but she hadn’t made <em>a sound</em> while Johanna spoke. Crystal tears streamed down her face, her eyes red and her lip wobbling. It was the silent crying that Johanna usually associated more with shock than sadness, though she supposed there had been no way for her to expect all that she had been told.

Just as Johanna had had no way to expect the hug that she jumped on her with.

“Fuck, Anna, I’m so sorry.” Kaisa breathed into her shoulder before Johanna even had time to process this new development and wrap her own arms around her. Truth was, Kaisa didn’t even know what she was sorry for. If it was all that her friend had been through, while she herself got to grow up with a mother that didn’t ask anything of her but her happiness. If it was for thinking she’d been laidback when they first met, when in fact it probably took all of her effort to even look that way. If it was for earlier, for failing to interpret the shadow cast over her when she saw the frames on her wall. If it was for being the personification of all that had hurt her. It didn’t matter, at this point, all that mattered was that she managed to offer some comfort to her friend, as powerless as she was.

To her relief, Johanna laughed, making soothing circles on Kaisa’s back, which was completely unfair. She should be the one giving solace here, not the other way around.

“It’s okay.” She said calmly. Kaisa only hugged her tighter. “It’s in the past now. As much as it can be, anyway. I still go to therapy and it helps a lot, I feel like I’m on the right path. Living with my cousin is a blessing in this sense, really. It feels like an eternal buddhist retreat, except the monk is an ecology nerd.”

“I’m glad.” She sniffed, still not looking up. Aside from not wanting to let Johanna go, she was sure her face must be looking like a mess that moment. “You deserve to be happy.”

“So do you.” Answered Johanna, now sounding like she was holding back tears of her own. “Please think about what I said. I know I haven’t known you for long, but it feels like you don’t give yourself enough credit. Which is awful, because you’re one of the most amazing people I know. Please don’t allow yourself to think that you need to spend your life like this. It doesn’t lead anywhere good, I promise.”

Kaisa breathed deep, feeling the tips of Johanna’s curls tickle her nose. She made a resolution, then, that before Johanna left she’d take a picture with her and her family, and hang it on that damned prize wall. No accomplishment had ever felt bigger than getting those three fantastic people to care about her, and she could use a reminder of that. Maybe, when she woke up each day and looked at it, she could make the decision time and time again to do right by them. Maybe that was a step that she could take.

They allowed themselves to hug for a while longer, until they broke apart, Kaisa’s arms being tenderly clasped by Johanna’s hands as they simply looked at each other. Looking at her like this, all deep eyes and knowing smile, Johanna looked like a muse that made all the classic paintings pale in comparison. Kaisa’s heart picked up pace just by looking at her, and suddenly she understood all the fuss the Romantics made about valuing the emotions and the senses over rationality. No rational thought could be as precious as the person in front of her and the way she felt when they were near.

Then, Kaisa’s heart worked even quicker, but for a different reason. It was never a good sign to understand the Romantics. She felt the blood drain from her face.

Love is fire that burns without being seen.

Fuck.

You may blame Aphrodite, soft as she is she has almost killed me with love.

Fuck.

I would not wish any companion in the world but you.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

While she had spent weeks brushing off the signs, the truth now hit Kaisa with its full, undeniable force.

She was in love.

#my fic #fic: cd #verse: carpe diem #sketchbook ship #sketchbook ship hilda #sketchbook ship fanfic #kaisa hilda #johanna hilda #sketchbook college au

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womanaction · 2 years ago

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also wait I realized I never posted on here the story of my husband losing his wedding ring in Kilkenny on our honeymoon while we were watching Farscape so…

ok so we started watching Farscape 6 months before the wedding aka Hell bc our first venue canceled on us about a month before that and my dress came in the wrong size and basically everything was chaos (this seems pretty standard for weddings but I do think we had an unusual amount of bad luck). Anyway we quickly become obsessed with it and when we get to the last season we really draw it out and decide we’ll watch peacekeeper wars on our honeymoon, as one does

(Wedding ended up lovely btw but everyday I wake up relieved it’s over and we agreed that we should have eloped)

we watch half of it on I think the second night but we had gone out to pubs and such in dublin that night so we’re really tired and can’t finish it so we decide we’ll pick it back up. now usually when we’re on a vacation we have at least one night we call Wine Night where we buy copious quantities of shit wine and watch stuff at the hotel bc we are both introverts and we get socially exhausted easily on vacation. since we went out the night before we decide that next night in Kilkenny will be our Wine Night so we stop by after dinner and pick up some bottles (including nice stuff we save lol). we get a little wild and pick up these little beer bottle type meads too. So we get back to the hotel and we’re cuddled up watching peacekeeper wars and in case you haven’t watched Farscape I’ll just say there is a scene in that involving a wedding.

Husband turns to me to go “aww, we got married! We have rings!” Bc we’re dorks like that but then he realizes

he doesn’t

have it

Peacekeeper wars paused. We panic. The room gets trashed. every piece of furniture is moved.

it’s not here. It must be in town.

Since it’s our honeymoon I have taken like a million pictures so I’m frantically zooming in on his hands in each one to see if the ring is there. did we lose it in Dublin?? no, there’s a picture of him from earlier that day holding an umbrella in front of the cathedral on the other side of town. it’s somewhere in Kilkenny. all the other pictures are inconclusive though.

so we backtrack as much as we can - it’s dark and most stuff is closed by now but we make it back to the restaurant and the streets around the hotel. nothing. Also his ring is matte black and so it definitely feels like it could be lost in between two random stones on the street. we get back to the hotel, I email the guy from the store where we got the wine, and I think we finish peacekeeper wars before an unsettled night.

next morning we have a tour scheduled so we go to that obviously. great fun but still depressed about the ring. decide to scour town afterward. we miss the bus to our next stop as we retrace all of our steps throughout town (sorry Waterford, see you next time). we talk to everyone we can about the ring.

also I feel like I should say obviously this is about more than money but uh. It was really expensive and I can’t afford another one at that time

anyway we finally give up and have a sad coffee (we were sad, the coffee was fine) before bidding Kilkenny and the ring goodbye. we still look on the ground on the way to the bus stop even though we’ve already been through here multiple times. I’m checking my email in case the wine and beer shop miraculously found it even though they looked before opening and I looked again. while on the bus to cork I post on several online lost and founds and make a friend in the Kilkenny subreddit who vows to mail it to me if found. I start fantasizing about the care package I will send to this wonderful person when they find the ring as I’m now convinced they will.

we get to the hotel in cork, still sad and tired. I’m grouchy about missing the museum in Waterford too. we decide to go to the hotel bar to have a drink and while I’m in the bathroom getting ready I hear a triumphant “FOUND IT!!”

I can’t believe my ears and I rush out.

it was in the bag. the whole time. we had checked every other bag but not that one. he had taken it off to open the stupid little mead bottles without scratching it bc we didn’t have a bottle opener and then it fell into the deep recesses. I’m delighted and frustrated and laughing and letting my new subreddit friend know we found it.

every drink we had that night was a toast to the missing ring recovered

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knittedkikwi · 1 year ago

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personal post, time to scream into the void. please ignore.

So, i’ve been on a wild emotional ride the last two days. as is now becoming the usual with my personal posts, this is about The Guy. yesterday at the office puzzle, The Guy, another coworker, and I were talking about our plans for Barbenheimer. I only have plans for Barbie (going with my mom on Sunday) and The Guy only had plans for Oppenheimer. Other coworker asks if he’d nailed down a time yet and he mentions that the person he was going with (I’m gonna call her Laura for simplicity’s sake) had wanted to go to a time he couldn’t do.

Now, not gonna lie, I really only remember like half the conversation from there because my brain went into panic mode. I didn’t know that my brain could go into panic mode like that. I just went into this spiral of “oh god, i missed my chance. oh god, he’s seeing someone else. is that a date? do you take dates to movies about nuclear bombs? i would go on a date to a movie about a nuclear bomb so maybe? oh god have i been acting creepy? did i let myself get too comfortable and chased him away? have i been misinterpreting everything??? (which, considering that every time i see him do something that could maybe be interpreted as flirting, i immediately dismiss it as him just being my friend cause i legitimately can’t tell. i grew up on jane austen and tend to romanticize normal stuff, so how do you know????)” anyway, i just withdrew, cause if it is a date and he is seeing someone, then i have to get these feelings squashed real fast. my feelings are my problem and i won’t make him deal with them if he’s found someone.

but this morning, i asked my work bestie (who knows about my crush) if she knows Laura. she said she thinks that might be his friend from his last job and then went to investigate for me!! god, introverts, find yourself an extroverted friend who has no problem snooping. it does help. she was able to confirm that she is his friend from his previous job AT A MOVIE THEATER! OF COURSE they’re gonna go see one of the biggest movies of the summer together. She also said that he’s never shown the slightest interest in Laura and they’ve known each other for years. (I guess we’ll see if that changes after Oppenheimer. also, i’ve known people for years and not developed crushes on them til much later. crushes are few and far between in my world, so the idea of developing feelings for someone years down the road is not beyond the realm of possibility for me.)

Anyway, work bestie then gets it into her head to try to get a group of people together to go watch Barbie on Tuesday when movies are $5 at our theater. She then stopped by my office on the way back to let me know that The Guy went from not being interested (by that point he had made tentative plans to go with his family on Sunday also) to saying “put me down as a maybe” after she said that I might be going (i have a feeling i’ll want to see this movie twice). now, it’s entirely possible that he just said that to get her to leave him alone. work bestie has a very forceful personality and she’s hard to say no to. that’s how i ended up running a dnd game for her (which is a blast btw. this group is great.) but she seemed to think it was because she dropped my name and that......that felt GOOD. idk if it’s true, but god i want to think it is. it was at least enough to pull me out of the funk i was in.

but then i faced the next challenge of the day. Puzzle time. when neither of us have other plans, we both just work on the puzzle for all of lunch. this was a 500 piece picture of deer. we’d made it down to the bottom of it, which was pretty much just all brown and was actually quite tricky cause brown deer in brown grass is hard to differentiate and there’s a horrible glare when sitting on my side. to combat that, i tend to keep my head low so the glare is mostly on the sky part of the puzzle. now, the issue is, i’m hovering a couple of inches over the puzzle, all of the open spaces are on my side. he’s putting pieces in the puzzle and quite often reaching past my face. i’m having to catch myself multiple times from just, like, kissing his hand. i didn’t know that was an impulse i could have! but his hand is right there and it want to touch him so freaking bad that i guess it just kind of morphs into that. idk, it’s weird. the whole thing is weird. really i just want a hug. but, the good news is i have many years of practice at keep all my weird impulses bottled up. you can’t work customer service for years if you don’t learn to think one thing and then do another. (customer is always right my ass....yes ma’am, i can process this (blatantly a scam) return for you....ugh i hated retail).

so, moral of the story, i guess i’m still just in limbo, still grappling with my feelings on my own (and occasionally with the help of work bestie). and sending them out to you, oh wonderful void.

although i do have a few more things i want to vent about, since i’m out here. two things in particular. first, he did invite me out for a group lunch on friday, which is new. like, it is a group thing at work, so definitely not a date, but it’s not an official work get-together and he thought to include me. that feels nice.

second, i have no idea why i can’t let this go, but i can’t. i just need to tell someone, even if it is tumblr. idk. he called out sick one morning last week, and when he finally did sign on (from home, so it’s not like i saw him come in or we ran into each other or anything) he sent me this in the chat...

like, i know that sending a gif of obi wan saying hi seems like a very mundane thing, and i am probably overanalyzing (i mean, i overanalyze everything, so here we are) but he wasn’t feeling well. he’d already been offline most of the day. he could have easily just hopped on, joined the meeting he hopped on for, and then hopped off under the assumption that i would never notice (he would be wrong. I 100% noticed his status turn active like 10 minutes before he sent me this. he’s always towards the top of my recent chats.) or claim that he just didn’t feel well enough to do more than the minimum, but he decided to say hi in perhaps the funniest way possible and it’s perfect. somehow it has the same feel as ricky ricardo shouting “lucy, i’m hooommmee” (look, i watched a LOT of retro tv growing up. I Love Lucy, Bewitched, I Dream of Jeannie, watched it all.)

again, it could just be him wanting to talk with someone about something other than work on a day that was otherwise going to be sickness and meetings (which sounds horrible to me), but it feels different somehow. like, sure, maybe he just wanted to talk to someone, anyone, but he reached out to ME. idk if I was top of the list, but like i said, he’d only been on for about 10-15 minutes, so i must have at least been pretty high up there. i guess what i really want is someone to read through our chats with an outside perspective and tell me if he’s flirting or not, cause i can’t tell. I would like to circle back to the point i made way back in the beginning about being raised on jane austen and romanticizing the mundane (although, i’m not sure i can actually say “raised on” because i’m the one who sought out her books. my parents certainly weren’t reading them to me. they were too busy trying to get me to read agatha christie.) is this just me romanticizing someone trying to break up their day? no matter what, it’s been a week and it’s still making me giggle, so i guess i’ll just enjoy that.

#personal post #please ignore #it's longer than i intended

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artcalledtattoo · 2 years ago

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TanGent

Write sign, I’m pissed off on a corner street but used as unwise

Well no pimp nor prostitute dependent on an opinion I could be a slut

Christmas Eve I want to clock out at scheduled time & leave

5:30am from night before 7pm

10.5 hours

My supervisor told me I have permission to leave at 6am

@48 I feel compelled after my clock out time you in the wind, need MY permission

Shall I play for month @ clock out and just fucking leave at scheduled new face

Lets do this

It’s my tangent

Ran into a tan gent a he named me Bubba

“What’s up Bubba” from a soured mouth look towards eating self, shall I embarrass you now with my known of a conversation in a parking lot, I don’t answer his call out!

A minute later he was rubbing his hands in black grease and complaining while he was the toucher my laughter came afterwards, chuckling like a rooster

My words “Shouldn’t have called me Bubba” as a walked off

No comments

And I didn’t leave until what I wanted done

You duster to own me after 5:30am

Ohhhhhb

You think you do

Shall we implement my plan

Or tangent and go on

Crush some more of new management I can, I need some nicotine for a continuation bare with me and I peed too

(Nah really imagining all those faces in the bottom of bowl or is it bowels, even i can be ignorant, I’m human, while pissing out)

A urination

Opps irrigation my sterile piss entering the realms of drainage and defamation within the human species add defecation, am I really just hosing urine on shit?

Tangent

Primitive pretty male walkers

?working?

Oh yeaaaaaaa!

Hound dog with dust in

I’m 48

Yea breath heavy my skin was just snorted

I have one name, showtime highlights named I’ve stepped into the house took a picture of the gravestones in the back yard

Wtf

Headstones maybe Dead bodies in a tourist attraction I never asked the money takers to prove it!!!

What you think, you’re wise!

Hooah!

I’ve said it all different way eft ight eft ight

I’m no poser poster

Whoooah

Woah

.|.

Symbol for Prunt

Not adding a hi def clarity meaning

It’s all to UP above

Or rather down in posts of mine below

Shut my mouth yea for real read re-read below you have not read doubled

Did you just pronounce third as first

Comment below I can give guidance

Even on Christmas Eve

Privately too

You can learn a lot of things!

I’ll straighten you strengthen you for a better understanding, look below

I’ve only been doing not trying

! i, see the first lesson?

Privately or comment below

Make a fake profile don’t tell your wife, don’t tell your husband

You’ve never heard of Tumblr!

Exclamation

Fuck ups, greatness, mediocre, ahead of & in between’s, hi lo, of this LIFE or rather from my experience when has the sparkle of Mark disappeared

Back in my teen days a *#}{ explicit from hear- a butchy mom(.gay woman heteroman w/ two ugly kids) ; taught a new word, could speak about the man, who does it concern)

MarkleSparkle

And I heard it upon an arrival into the center, we were all made fun of, it’s not a dry earth we have our mixtures of humors it’s a very muddy place and spits

I just went out like that

Like a flight or is it power all in a wintery

Whatwoodyoucallit?

Standing Sitting Still

Just asking ausking a King or Queen or The Who rather e-there I-their a-other in their weak husbandwife folks playing games for thee another in the name of rich and profits gathering of bonus and such on backs of low caste humans

Read as you can!

Btw it’s Christmas Eve

Just now punching that in

What you think on things?

I only ask?

I conclude my Tangent

It’s Eve and sipping beer also!

;)

Merry Christmas think safety first and whatever in your travels, travel thread tread the read of past others

Your postpone in life

Think of it as saving your life

Interrupter in traffic, let it be fine

That other asshole ahead forgot the light

Read

Something

Stop just looking and watching!

A Difference

All in my continued, what

Say two, no not two but together

I knew you would need help

I wasn’t Coney hitting below a belt

I remember

Loaf of BREAD A Container of MLK

& a stick of BUTTER

Inference

Make. A Difference

In a Tangent

Merry Christmas

I really flabbergasted

Caauunt wait ;) til New Years Eve

A year is not really over till then

Right my friends

Let me end with us lyrical wind as I sit maintain a movie in my head or news and thinking about above too and I roll along sometimes even through science tripping evening

Moms Safe & Sound

Not attitude, people all around I parked far away from entrance had to walk, listen as I breathe,

You made it back safe and sound

You weren’t gone long

Last tangent, I can sleep or stay awake

I won’t last to Christmas

It don’t really matter I’ll stay into evening awake

•

Oops week later same Tangent I wasn’t going to post

Née Years Eve can’t clock out at clock out

It’s business not personal your time means nothing fucted by managerial masters

Your upper lives designed around us by us

But nothing for us

Not even last two year holidays

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intertwinedtruth · 3 years ago

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hii!! i rly loved ur genshin streamer hcs <3 this is my first time requesting and idk whether u're open or not rn but i had this sudden idea where both of u got into an argument and to make it up to them, u bought them genesis while they're live and even donated on their stream saying u love them and that u're sorry or smth aodbsifb

i hope this isn't too much and i hope i made sense!! u can ignore this request but i just rly think it's a cute idea. hope u have a great day btw ^^

file details various x gn!reader genre - short headcanons, kinda angst cw - minor arguing a/n - this is a super duper cute idea i love it!!!! i hope you like who i chose :)) i also modified it a bit since i was finding it hard to come up with stuff but yeah here we go. for anyone wondering, this relates to this post. this was a really tough one lmao

albedo

albedo wasn’t really mad at you, but he was really embarrassed. like really embarrassed. you were on stream and everyone in the chat was looking at albedo drawing some of the chibi characters from genshin when you chimed in that albedo looked cute as a baby.

you showed them his baby pictures and he immediately screamed at you to stop, but you didn’t exactly get the message. you eventually left the room, and hopped onto his stream.

he looked really stressed, but he seemed fine.

“oh god... um...” albedo ran his fingers through his hair. “anyways...” he kept drawing patiently, thinking of how he could talk it over with you that night.

itsy/n donated $50!

i am sorry for what i did pls forgive me i love u

“thank you for the donation, y/n. i forgive you and i love you too.”

childe

you lost the valorant game with childe and he was not too happy to say the least. he gets kinda mad when he loses and it was a bad loss for him.

you knew you threw. you knew you threw so bad. you immediately disconnected from the call and hopped on his stream.

he was seething. he was trying really hard not to get angry.

“well that was... a game.” he heaved a heavy sigh. “how did i lose?”

itsy/n whaled $50!

im sorry for throwing please accept this apology in cash money i love you sm

“i forgive you, y/n. it’s ok. i’ll win it back next round.”

therealballadeer whaled $10!

haha simp

“shut up scaramouche.”

scaramouche

you knew you weren’t supposed to come on stream today but you thought you would surprise him since you were free that day.

you walked in on him streaming and he was playing some solo queue valorant and he had his mic on and everyone on his team heard you, so he was kind of embarrassed and angry, especially since you said some really sappy things.

he told you to get out and you did, ashamed.

“what was that?” someone over voice chat asked, snickering.

“it’s nothing, shut up,” scaramouche replied, still seething.

itsy/n donated $50!

im sorry for embarrassing you in front of random people pls forgive me i love you very much scara

“never do that again,” he replied, his face red.

#albedo #childe #scaramouche #genshin albedo #genshin childe #genshin scaramouche #albedo x reader #childe x reader #scaramouche x reader #genshin #genshin x reader #headcanon #headcanons #streamer au #modern au #gn!reader

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inactiveanimeblog · 3 years ago

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Manipulation and Obsessive Boyfriend with Gojo?? Congrats on 1K btw!!! ❤️❤️

OBSESSIVE BOYFRIEND GOJO X READER

tw : manipulation, yandere-ish, threatening suicide, threatening to leak sexual pictures/videos, college au

“and what the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

you zip up your bag after filling it with some clothes and extra things for the next few days. “i’m leaving you.”

he scoffs and rolls his eyes. “you’re leaving me? yeah right. you will be nothing without me.” that’s not true you think to yourself. you don’t need him. “leave me and i’ll go fuck someone else tonight.” he warns. he really thinks that will make you stay after what you’ve put up with in the past almost year.

you throw your bag over your shoulder and walk past him, his face drops to a frown immediately. he looks desperate. “y/n don’t walk out that door.” he follows you. just ignore him, just ignore him, just ignore— “what are you gonna do without me? you’re nothing. a nobody. i’ll tell everyone on campus how much of a whore you are. how you beg me to fuck you and beg me to stay with you.” that never happened. you never once begged satoru to stay with you, he’s delusional.

“satoru, stop trying.” you’re positioning your hand to open the door but he sobs behind you, on his last straw. you turn around and there’s tears streaming down his face, he’s ugly crying. “if you leave me, i’ll kill myself.” he screams.

“don’t say stuff like that.” your face is deadpan, eyes soulless. you’ve had enough of this. the arguing, the fighting, the manipulation, the possession. “i’ve had enough of you.”

“you don’t love me!” he yells. “you never loved me, you were just using me. just like every single person in my life. if you loved me you wouldn’t leave.”

it’s nothing you haven’t heard before, he’s must have said this a million times. “goodbye satoru.” you’re about to step out but he insists on running his mouth still. “if you leave now, i’ll ruin your life. i’ll send all those naked pictures and sex videos of us around and post them on porn sites. i’ll send them to your professors, your parents, every single person you know.”

you stop in your tracks. “you’ll what?” there’s a smug look on his face when your turn back around. “you can’t do that! you’re insane.”

“watch me. i’ll ruin you until you have nothing left except for me.”

and now you’re closing the door, putting your stuff on the ground, and crying pathetically. he wraps his arms around you likes he’s comforting you, like he isn’t the one that caused these tears. “oh baby.” he starts. “it’s okay, don’t cry.. you have me forever baby. just you and me forever.”

there has to be a way out of this.

#gojo x reader #yandere jjk #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #saturo x reader #gojo x y/n #gojo headcanons

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shotorozu · 4 years ago

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attractive things you do a lot

[sorta milestone celebration, but also something i made during todo’s birthday]

character(s) : multiple; five or more.

legend : [Y/N = your name] they/them pronouns used, hinted to have a strong quirk but it’s not mentioned alot

post type : headcanons + scenario [fluff, the mildest of spice.] third year au! but it’s nothing nsfw, so no need to worry.

note(s) : i was planning on doing denki, tamaki, monoma, and 2 other characters— but my idea train stopped at shinsou so i’m sorry about that! just let me manifest some ideas rq, and i’ll make a part two.

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todoroki shouto

eye contact is so attractive to him, he can’t explain it’s exact details

it’s definitely the way the both of you guys can practically read each other’s expressions just by staring into each other’s eyes it’s sorta telepathic?? im half joking

he absolutely loves the way you look away bashfully when you realize he’s staring at you— as you try to pretend he wasn’t just staring at you not so discreetly

and if you feel like it, you’ll stare back at him— totally teasing him with your eyes, as he slowly realizes that you’ve caught him staring

really adores your thinking face for some reason, you could be plotting about giving bakugou a knuckle sandwich, and shouto would just stare like “my s/o’s so attractive :))”

another thing he really likes is when you hold onto his hand, dragging his left side to your face whenever you feel colder than usual

you practically do the same thing when it’s too hot, and he doesn’t care if you’re sweaty or not. nope, not one bit.

he always found it attractive when he sees you bop your head to songs you really like. shouto just really likes seeing you enjoy yourself.

an extra to the cool/hot bit, he makes you run towards his direction by turning off the ac/heater.

last but not the least, his heart swoons when you kiss his scar. he has always been insecure about it, and you have helped him a lot!

mild spice here— whenever you bite your lip, his heart skips a beat

your lips are just so perfect to him, the shape, size, and color. so biting your lip does something alright. he doesn’t know what exactly though.

to conclude this, todoroki’s just whipped for you— it’s very noticable when he finds you extra attractive.

midoriya izuku

he loves seeing you hyped about something you’re really interested in.

like todoroki, seeing you enjoy yourself genuinely makes him content. his s/o having their own interests is really big for him

strength is something he admires (but he’s not power hungry like end*avor, don’t get confused).

so no, it doesn’t just reflect on your strong and capable quirk—

no. it’s so much deeper than that to him, seeing that you can overcome challenges makes his heart swoon

when you tilt your head when listening to him- omg. he might just short circuit from the way you’re looking at him intensely.

he likes it a lot when you reach for his hand, enveloping your hand against his

an extra point if you pay extra attention to the callouses and scars on his hands— purposely rubbing a thumb across his scars

fixing his tie.

like.. [SIMP SCREAMS] he doesn’t really know how to fix it properly, but if you do it for him— he’ll start imagining a rather domestic life so BWNDNWNS warn him

mild spice here— but he loves seeing you fix your hero costume?? there’s something about it that makes him refuse to look away. he thinks you’re very hot btw

but the top tier? it’s when you get along with his mom, and children

like.. you don’t have to be good with them, but you should at least be nice to them! midoriya’s deal breaker is if you don’t get along with his mom so.. you really have to in this relationship

bakugou katsuki

when you put him back in his place- well.. let me explain this one

people are so easily intimidated by him, so people don’t talk at him when he says some shit

so he’ll be genuinely surprised if you talk back at him, because it shows him that you're not afraid of him (and that’s important in a relationship with bakugou)

when you put his face in his palms. he’ll scowl and tell you off, but he actually likes holding your face in his palms

his hands are naturally clammy, so he’s secretly so insecure about them, and if you show him that you really don’t care- then.. that’ll keep him up at night.

same thing with shouto, but if you run to him for warm in colder weathers, that’ll give him an ego boost.

knowing that you’ll only look for him, whenever you feel cold makes him feel all “mushy” inside. again, like how bakugou is- he’ll pretend he absolutely despises it but he’ll actually love it.

mild spice here- but seeing you all worn out, panting under him when he spars with you is something that’ll leave him speechless for the rest of the day. man can’t stop thinking about it, and he has to restrain himself.

last but not the least- it’s when you touch/play with his hair.

YUUUP.

so unexpected because he never lets anyone touch it, sometimes not even his own mother.

but the only hands that are touching the ash blond mesh that is his hair is you.

do whatever with them. create small braids, comb it, tie it with a scrunchy, straighten it. really- he has trust in you

he’s just so whipped when you do it, and it calms him down.

kirishima eijirou

when you call him manly 🤠

and when you do things he considers as ‘manly’ like going out of your way to train your quirk— and helping him study for something he doesn’t quite get and when you succeed

another ‘manly’ thing is when you manage to encourage him— because he himself had confidence issues

so if you do that, he’ll be planning the wedding asap

whenever you just make grabby hands at his hair— wanting to style his hair

oh and if you wanted to redo his roots (if they grow back) then he’ll let you <3 because he absolutely adores it

when you start tracing his jawline when you’re staring at him. he was very caught off guard when you did this for the first time

but he absolutely loves the sensation.

stretching before any exercise! just the way you twist yourself with ease.. he’s mesmerized

he stares a little too much, to the point he gets called out by bakugou multiple times

a little spicy here — he likes your teeth. normal teeth, canine teeth, fangs, whatever!

doesn’t matter if you’re bite your lip, or runnig your tongue along the edge of a tooth. are you trying to seduce him?

he will be seduced 💀 face practically rivalling his faux red hair, trying to avert his gaze— thinking about how pretty you just looked like.

last but not the least!

back hugs. he’s such a fan of them, regardless if you’re taller than him, or shorter

surprise him, and he’ll turn around with this big dopey smile— and he’ll trap you in his arms

shinsou hitoshi

okay, if you randomly send him pictures of yourself (either your prettiest pictures, or the weirdest pictures) he’ll be so in love

like— just look at you! you’re gorgeous to him (saves every singe candid photo you’ve send him)

this is a really weird one but.. when you pick up things with your feet (bonus points if you do it with ease.)

when you start fixing your hair, doing whatever to it— he’s just in awe. (have you hypnotized him with your beauty?)

get him things for his hair like headbands, scrunchies, little barretts and pigtails

he’ll keep it in for as long as he can— since his hair is a little wild, a little braid or ponytail wouldn’t hurt, right?

spice warning (?) whispering into his ear makes his heart pound 10x faster like.. are you trying to kill him?

his quirk gave him a habit of listening to someone’s voice.. a little too much.

SO IF YOU WHISPER IN HIS EAR, HE’LL STOP FUNCTIONING :) do whatever with that info tbh

last but never the least— when you support him, and his journey to becoming a hero

because people have told him that he’ll never be a hero because his quirk was too villainy

nope. you think differently, and that’s what he thinks is most attractive about you.

the ability to support and believe him, even if his quirk seems a little misleading.

»»————-　♡　————-««

likes and reblogs are appreciated, thanks for reading!

i do not own bnha/mha and it’s characters. boku no hero academia/my hero academia belongs to horikoshi kohei. i only own the writing.

do not plagiarize my work :))

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gyusfavlibra · 3 years ago

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YOU MAY NOT COPY OR REPOST MY WORK ANYWHERE!!!

This is a imagine I made on my Wattpad that hasn't been released yet so I posted it here. @ivnasfilm is my wattpad btw!

Warnings: Fluff? Smut? Sexual interactions, language, cockblocking, Ward Cameron mentions, grinding, mentions of sex

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"Are your parents home?"

"No, they're at Thornton's for a couple hours."

"Sarah and Wheezie, too?"

"Yes," Rafe replied to his questioning girlfriend, Y/n. The duo have been dating for a year now. Y/n has been inside Rafe's house many times. She met him through her brother Kelce. He was pretty worried about it at first, but eventually Kelce would've had to get over it because Y/n is 18. She's a legal adult. She can do whatever the hell she wants.

They got closer by attending parties together, spending days at the country club, golf course. Sometimes even just sitting and talking at the beach. It was more than enough for both of them and they enjoyed it all. They made it official by attending Midsummers together. It was a pretty big deal to them since every single Kook would now know that Rafe Cameron officially had a girlfriend.

The first time she met Sarah, they hit it off pretty well. Did sleepovers, painted nails, read magazines about hot guys. Basically girly stuff. Even took fun trips on the Cameron's boat to get away from their boyfriends. They became best friends and truly loved each other's company.

Just like Rafe enjoyed Y/n's.

"Sooo, can I come inside?"

He leant his head back against the car seat. Staring at the girl who was sitting in the driver side of her vehicle. "Can you come inside?"

"Yeah, or- do you want me to?"

The mood in the car lightened as their talk became less questioning and more seductive. Y/n leaning over the center console, her breath hitting Rafe's face in all the ways he likes. Her hand reached over, brushing against his thigh.

"Do I even have to answer that?"

She shook her head at the Cameron before connecting their lips. Softly and gentle was how it was starting off, before Rafe placed his hand onto the zipper of her jeans.

"Not in here. Let's go inside."

"Okay."

The couple exited the car, Y/n making sure to lock it, and headed inside the house. Rafe using his own key to get indoors. They ran up the steps to Rafe's room, shutting the door behind them. Y/n removed her maroon crew neck, sitting herself on Rafe's bed as he removed his t-shirt.

He gently pushed her down sliding his heavier body between her legs. Leaving little kisses from her chest and up. He knew better than to give her hickeys on the neck because of Kelce so he avoided that.

His hand ran itself up and down her waist, giving it a small squeeze. They liked skin pressure. Tension. They began moving upwards, pushing under her cami top. A cropped tank that protected your breast if you didn't want to wear a bra. She tend to wear them often when around Rafe for these special purposes. And today, she just got lucky.

His thumb grazed the side of her breast. "Can I take this off?"

"Mhm."

"Hey Rafe, I need a the U-"

Before he could continue, Wheezie came barging through the door. Covering her eyes. Rafe groaned at the fact that his sister didn't knock. Knowing whenever the door is closed, you knocked.

"Wheezie, we talked about this-"

"I know. I'm sorry. I keep forgetting," she sighed. "Hi, Y/n."

"Hi, Wheez."

"What do you need? Why aren't you at dinner with dad and Sarah?"

"Halfway through the dinner, Rose threw up because Topper's parents made snail and she didn't like it. She made an excuse saying she was probably coming down with the flu. So we came back early."

"What did the Thornton's say?" Y/n asked. Intrigued by this hilarious story as Rafe put back on his shirt.

"Nothing. Just that we should head home just incase they could catch whatever it was."

"That sounds awesome!"

"Yeah, I know. Hey, wanna see the video."

"Oh absolutely," Y/n exclaimed, getting up from Rafe's bed. He sighed as he watched the two girls laugh at the gross vomiting. Althought part of him was glad Y/n was getting along with his little sister. "That's freaking gross. Cool. Like really cool. But gross."

"Yeah, i'm gonna upload it to my Instagram."

"Tag me?"

"Obviously."

"Awesome! Thanks."

Rafe stood. "So, what did you need?"

"I need the USB cord to connect my phone and laptop to upload the video in a file just in case dad and Rose make me take it down."

He huffed out his breath, walking over to his desk. He opened the top drawer, pulling out a mid-length white cord, handing it to his sister. She thanked him and tried to leave, but Rafe stopped her at the doorway. Death glaring her.

"I'm not gonna tell anyone. Chill out. Not like I wanna talk about it and picture it again."

"We weren't doing anything."

"I may be young, but I'm not stupid."

"She's got a point," Y/n agreed. Wheezie fist bumped her and left. Rafe shutting the door behind her. He turned to Y/n who just shrugged at the annoyed boyfriend of hers.

He smiled as he walked up to her, pushing his face close to hers. "Now, where were we?"

"You tell me."

He chuckled, the vibration against her lips sending chills down her whole body. He kissed her seductively like he did once before. This time Y/n pushed Rafe down onto the large bed, enough room for her to switch that position.

Her hands rested on his ribs as she grinded her clothed area against his member. A moan escaped her lips as a huff left his. The jeans in between them horrifying this exciting interaction.

She swayed her tongue and lips against his neck. His eyes rolling to the back of his head, letting out a grunt. She scooted down a few inches so she wasn't sitting directly on top of his belt.

"God, these pants got to go."

"So do yours."

She undid the strap of his waistline. Next thing was unbuckling his pants. She undid the button that lied above the zipper before grabbing the loose metal tab, pulling it down it's line.

"Rafe, dad needs you downsta- HOLY SHIT!"

"OH MY GOD," he groaned out loud. Y/n pushed herself off the dirty blonde, landing beside him. Sarah stood in the doorway, eyes covered, laughing.

"Stop laughing."

"You guys were totally about to do it," she sang as she pointed between them.

"Shut up, Sarah."

"Dad wants you. Said something about the golf course or country club. One of the two. I don't know," she shrugged as she sat beside Y/n. Rafe looked to his girlfriend.

"I'll be right back. You," he pointed to Sarah. "Be gone before i'm back."

"Will do, dickeroo."

Rafe left downstairs as Sarah turned to Y/n and smiled with eyebrows raised. "What are you staring at?"

"Uh...you. Were you guys about to have sex? Since when?"

"Well our first time together was months ago. Like 3 or 4."

"When we were first friends, you said you never planned on having it until you're married. Since when has that changed?"

She shrugged. "Since I met Rafe."

"You guys are too adorable. Well you, not him. Can't stand him."

"Yeah, I know. Sometimes I can't stand Kelce. I wanna kill him."

"Yeah, well let me get going before Rafe tries to kill me." (No pun intended)

She hugged Y/n before leaving the room, just as Rafe walked back in. This time locking the door before shutting it. "That is the last interruption for the night. I told everyone I was going to bed."

"Well, good cause I am trying to get my freak on," she laughed as he jumped back onto of her. Finishing what they've been trying to start.

Thanks for reading!!!

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hpimaginesandblurbs · 4 years ago

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hey hey hey, could you make sub harry x dom fem reader smut where the reader finds out that harry spying on her in the showers with his cloak, so she takes revenge after the quidditch match on the showers? basically shower sex but reader being dom as hell. face slapping, choking, eating out, lots of degration, just pure sub harry smut!! and i loveee your writing btw love 💖🤧

pairing: harry potter x reader

warning(s): 18+, dom!reader, mentions of voyeurism, shower sex, oral (female receiving), choking, slapping (like once), degradation, mentions of orgasm control/edging

word count: 1.6k

a/n: sorry i haven’t uploaded in a while, i’ve been busy but i have the week off so i hope to post more often! as always, enjoy!

Once you saw the last of the team travel out of the locker room, you were quick to barge in - knowing your boyfriend, and the team’s captain, was the only one left.

He was taking his jersey off when you arrived, his muscular back facing you.

“You were great out there,” you said softly as you approached him, wrapping yours arms around him from the back despite how sweaty he was. You knew you’d be showering with him anyways. It was a little post-game ritual the two of you often loved to share.

Harry leaned into your touch, letting some of the weight from his sore body rest on you. You almost felt bad for what you were about to do to him. He didn’t even know what was coming. Didn’t even know he had been caught this morning. But you surely weren’t going to let it slide.

“Where were you this morning?” You asked him, innocently enough.

“Went to breakfast then came down here,” he answered easily, moving out of your grasp to turn the water on.

“And before that?” You asked him, raising a sly brow at him.

You saw him freeze for a moment, but he recovered quickly. It almost made you giggle - the thought of him thinking he could get away with it.

“What do you mean?” He asked, not turning around to face you. Instead, he opted to begin removing his pants.

“Don’t act stupid, baby boy,” you said, almost mockingly. “We both know exactly what I’m talking about.”

He froze for real then, his hands glued to the hem of his pants. You could practically feel him wracking his brain for something to say, but you both knew he already lost.

When he turned to face you, his expression was filled with guilt and shame. It was almost cute how pitiful he looked. You walked up closer to him, completely invading his space until your chest was pressed against his. You could hear the way his breath hitched before he released a shaky breath, and you knew he was exactly where you wanted him.

“Did you think it was okay to peep on me in the shower? You’re not slick, you know? I know when you’re using the cloak,” you questioned, referencing what had happened just that morning.

You had been taking a shower, excitedly getting ready to watch your boyfriend play in his game today, when you heard an unmistakable swishing along the bathroom floor. You barely even had to look up when you saw it hit the light in exactly the right way. To anyone else, it may have just been a trick of the eye, but you knew exactly what it was. You had been underneath it enough times to know. It was Harry, underneath his invisibility cloak, watching you shower.

And as aroused as you were that Harry had managed to sneak all the way in there just for you, just to see you naked, you refused to give him the show he wanted. After all, he didn’t need to know you knew was there. So you continued your shower as you normally would, finally hearing the unmistakable swishing leave the bathroom once more.

“I’m sorry,” he finally said, looking down at his feet bashfully.

“I’m sure you’re not, but you’ll make it up to me. Won’t you, baby?” You asked teasingly, palming him through his briefs to find him already half hard. When all he could do was whimper, you couldn’t help but chuckle, but you let it slide. “Help me strip.”

He moved eagerly, quickly helping you out of your layers until you were naked. You moved under the water, letting it encase you before you turned back to him. He was watching you with eagle eyes, not daring to take them off of you.

“Down on your knees, baby boy. I don’t know what you think you were doing, but I’m in charge now,” you told him, spreading your legs seductively, leaving him with a perfect spot to place his mouth.

He was down on his knees within a second, not even minding the cold, hard bathroom floor. His lips sucked around your clit harshly, forcing your hips to buck up from the wall. He didn’t miss a single beat, almost effortlessly working your body with his lips and tongues. Regardless of how you felt about this morning, your man was good and you both knew it.

“Look at you finally being good. Maybe if you had been good all day, I would have been the one on my knees,” you told him between your moans. You felt more than heard him whimper against your body, picturing the roles reversed.

He got you off quickly after that, wanting to prove to you so badly that he was good, so that hopefully, if you allowed it, he could get off too. You came with a deep moan, your back arched against the cool shower wall and your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him as close as possible to your body. His tongue didn’t stop until you were writhing, forcing him off of you.

When you looked down at him again, a whole new rush of arousal shot through your body. His hair was a beautiful mess, tousled under your fingers and the water. His lips were swollen and wet, slightly parted as he finally got the chance to breathe. And his eyes. Oh his fucking eyes. He looked like an absolute glorious fucked out mess even though you hadn’t even touched him yet. He looked as breathless as you felt. The power you had over this man was borderline insanity.

“Do you think you did a good enough job to fuck me?” You asked him lowly, watching his eyes widen.

“Please. I’ve wanted to all day,” he told you honestly, the plea evident in his eyes.

“I really don’t think you deserve it after your stunt this morning but I’ll be nice. You can fuck me, but you better make me cum twice of your cock before you even think about cumming,” you gave in with a dark chuckle, watching as a blush crept to his face and his cock twitched.

He was on his feet in an instant, easily lifting you up and balancing your body between the wall and his strong chest. It didn’t take him much longer to slip his cock inside of you and from the angle, you could feel everything. Every vien, every ridge, every throb. He definitely chose correctly when he picked this position.

WIth every thrust, his pelvis was brushing against your clit and the tip of his cock was perfectly hitting your g-spot. You couldn’t even hold the moans back. He was proving just how good he was tenfold, he deserved to hear how good he was making you feel.

“You were so fucking bad this morning, you know that?” You asked, slowly dragging your hand up his chest and to his throat. You didn’t clench down hard, but the fact that your hand was there was enough to make him moan. “Who gave you the filthy idea that peeping on me was the right thing to do?”

“Y/N, fuck,” he said back, not quiet an answer, but you knew exactly what it meant. It meant that as your orgasm was building, so was his and he was having a hard time controlling it between your words and your hand so perfectly placed.

And you knew exactly what to do to tip him over the edge. To make him cum and break the rules some more just so you could fuck with him more later. It was devious, but it was the perfect punishment.

“You’re not showing me how good you can be. I know how close you are. Are you thinking about me in the shower again? How good I looked touching myself while you watched?” You questioned, your hand only gripping his throat tighter.

“No. Fuck. I’m being good, please,” he begged aimlessly, thrusting inside of you erratically, just proving how close to the edge he was.

“If you were good, you wouldn’t act like a desperate little boy,” you told him, trying your best to sound coherent through your own moans.

You gripped his chin between your fingers to hold him steady before bringing up your other hand and swinging it against his face, a resounding crack echoing around the empty locker room. His head remained steady, but his entire body trembled. He managed to keep you upright, but he was breaking down slowly, spiraling to his release.

“You better make me cum before you do,” you got out, at least managing to sound menacing enough.

“I’m so close. Please cum, please,” Harry whimpered, fighting against himself to get you there.

No matter what, you could never say that Harry Potter was a quitter. He raced to get you to your finish, and when you did, you contracted around him so tightly he hissed and you released with a scream, unable to hold back the sound. He came with a groan, his head buried in your shoulder.

You took a moment to catch your breath before opening your mouth to speak. “I thought I told you to make me cum twice before you did,” you offered weakly, still a little breathless. But nevertheless, your words had their desired effect.

Harry’s head immediately snapped up and you could already see the apology in his eyes. You chuckled slightly as you slid back down the wall, gracefully landing on your feet.

“Don’t worry, baby boy. You’ll learn your lesson for that one later - nothing a few edges won’t be able to fix. But first we need to finish your shower, hm?” You asked softly, moving his messy hair back out of his face.

He gulped but gave you a steady nod before flashing a barely there grin. He was a little shit - basically asking for a punishment. But he was all yours.

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