#I’ve done better but hey

[dooberific]

❝ 𝘔𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘴, 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘶 ❞

harumasa X afab!reader

genre: fluff w some angst

summary: it’s Christmas time in the city, and he’s not in your arms when he should be

wc: 1k

It’s a bit late but Merry Christmas!

He had screwed up. It was Christmas Eve, his phone was dead, and he was supposed to be by your side over an hour ago….no two.

Lumina Square glowed with holiday cheer, wreaths and trees and colorful lights passing by at a dizzying pace as he sprinted down the sidewalk, dodging the thinning crowd of pedestrians that paced by slowly, arms hooked together as they fought off the late-year chill.

That was what he was supposed to be doing. You were supposed to be curled at his side, hands intertwined as you shared a late dinner and walked through the Square to enjoy the decorations together. It was your single request of him for the holidays once you showed up at his apartment and realized his Christmas cheer lived and died by the ugly sweater he wore to work for a single day.

All these Christmases alone, and for the first time there was a second warm body invading his space that actually cared enough to integrate him into their holiday traditions. And he had screwed it up.

His heart was thundering in his chest, his breathing labored as he could feel himself begin to wheeze but he didn’t care. You were the only thing at the forefront of his mind. Your disappointed face, the way you would quietly reassure him though you would never address your own feelings.

You were too patient, too kind, and it scared him out of his mind to think of returning to his apartment and you being gone just like everyone else he ever opened himself up to.

His pace faltered, breathing labored as a wet cough wracked through his chest, the cold air stinging his lungs as he caught his breath, his heart thundering in his ears. It was already over an hour and a half since he was supposed to meet you, and his hope was waning as quickly as the anxiety was building in his gut.

There wasn’t much more of the Square to cover anymore, the dark expanse of the sky over the bay feeling like an ominous sign of his fate before a flash of pink caught his eye.

A chunky knit scarf decorated with colorful pompoms. The same chunky scarf you had wrapped around his own neck a few weeks prior as he left for work one morning nursing a runny nose.

You were still here.

Hair tousled from the wind under your earmuffs, arms tucked tightly to your side as you sipped on a festive red cup of some hot beverage, your nose and cheeks flushed from the cold under the warm glow of the Christmas lights that still brightened the Square despite the business lights dimming as they closed for the night.

You’d never been a prettier sight in his eyes as you perked up, a grin dimpling your cheeks as your arm lifted in a dramatic wave.

Your laughter rang sugary sweet in his ears as he scooped you up in his arms, face burying into the wool of your coat as he spun you around, paying no mind to your chiding to be careful of the hot drink precariously balanced in your hand.

His breath was warm against your skin he buried his face into the side of your neck, his arms anchoring you tightly against his chest. You could feel him quiver in your embrace, a telltale shudder in his chest as your free hand slowly ran up and down his spine.

Apologies fell like a mantra from his lips, his voice quivering with such fervor that it scared you. You fisted the back of his coat. “Haru, Haru sweetie, listen—“

“Asaba Harumasa!” Your tone was sharp as you wrestled your arm against his chest, forcing him back, his arms falling loosely around your waist as you met his melancholy gaze.

He didn’t even know he was crying till your face fell, your coffee dropping unceremoniously to the sidewalk as you cupped his icy cheeks between your gloved hands, thumbs brushing away the wet streaks that marred his fair skin.

“Haru, why are you crying?” You whispered, breath condensing in the cold. He didn’t answer, his lip quivering as he pressed his forehead flush to your own.

His breathing was still labored, tongue thick and cottony. “I’m sorry, work ran late and then my phone and—,” his words were jumbled as his breath caught in his throat between hiccups, “and this meant a lot to you, ‘n I thought you’d leave.” He stammered out a few more apologies but you just shook your head, pressing a short kiss to his lips.

You still tasted like coffee, your fingers brushing the nape of his neck as you parted. “But I’m still right here aren’t I?” You mused, fingers drawing little shapes on the skin peeking from beneath his jacket collar as you gently swayed him on his feet.

“I’m still here, wrapped in your arms in Lumina Square just like we planned. It’s going to take a little more than you being late to get rid of me, so please,” you drew his face up as you rubbed the tip of your nose against his.

“Don’t cry~”

He sucked in a shaky breath as he nodded, the hint of a smile quirking his lips.

“Now how about we go home? You’re freezing and we can’t have you taking any more sick days now can we?”

“Might not be so bad if you’re there to nurse me back to health~”

You grinned as you spun around, tucking your arm into his, happy to hear his usual vigor begin to return despite his hoarse voice as you started to walk. “I’m afraid I make for a mean nurse.”

The chiming of a bell cut through the quieting square, 12 steady beats cutting through the air as little crystalline flakes danced out of the darkness.

“Well would you look at that,” you paused, pulling your scarf loose from your neck as you looped it around his own, drawing him close. Snowflakes clung to the tips of his hair like tiny gemstones as you stood on your toes and pressed another kiss to his lips, feeling him smile under your touch as he pulled you tighter to his chest.

“Merry Christmas, Haru.”

Rey 2024 🎄

[impaladin]

redraw? study?? of scarlet from the back of the limited edition tdp, because i’m obsessed with her expression/eyes on there. joy ang’s scarlet my beloved

speedpaint and comparison under the cut

[soranker]

SOME MORE WOLFIES 🫠

[sircarebearalot]

ok but what’s really funny is that kim dokja presented himself to bihyung and essentially said ‘I’m gonna make you a lot of money, I’m gonna make us famous’ and bihyung was like ‘the audacity of this punk… prove it’

and then kim dokja did

okay now picture this but bihyung is a talent scouter/unsuccessful manager and kim dokja is tryna be an idol

I could see that sob being an actor

[renegadeem]

Cid Loving Week - Day 7 - Meteor

It is done!

Many thanks to @cid-loving-hours for organizing the week, I had a blast making all of these!

It was my first time joining an event like this, and it was so fun! I was kind of nervous at first and struggled a bit to get started, but once the gears finally shifted I really went ham on it.

I hope these were as fun to see as they were to make ^_^

Don’t forget to appreciate Cid Highwind everyday!

[zsbrainrot]

Eepy family ❤️💙🧡

[authenticcadence18]

Twice this week I have received comments on Can’t Help Falling in Love critiquing my use of tags and I’m just like?

those “extra” tags have been there for four years? no im not going to delete them?? I think if it truly was a big issue one of my moots/writer friends would’ve brought it up to me by now???

I use tags to express my creative voice and personality. And I DO include lots of real tags.

if someone makes something FOR FREE and it’s not harmful maybe just say what you like about it and move on?

like? do yall like my tags?? have my tags dissuaded you from checking out my stuff??? because I’ve been posting on ao3 since 2019 and this is the first time anyone has ever brought it up :/

[sejarcus-archive]

Guys, guys… cheerleader Sejanus, football/basketball player Marcus

[loderlied]

sharing some thoughts about deactivating here because it’s been difficult pondering idk.

[asimplearchivist]

I’m sorry I haven’t been very active lately, the hormones have been a bitch and I am just. so tired. Hitting the point in the semester where I’m feeling a little choked with some bigger assignments coming up so I’m getting overwhelmed with the thought of trying to get ahead of all of it so I can at least have on weekend to play Veilguard (but even then I know I’ll have to deal with that bs naggy little voice in the back of my head that always guilt trips me for doing nonproductive things when I could be doing other stuff—maybe I’ll take breaks by swapping laundry and dishes loads or cooking or smth, that might help). Anyway yeah I feel like shit but we keep on trucking as always👍🏻🥲

[oldcurse]

Having a relapse moment

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

If Robert Queen has no haters I am fucking dead

[lvstharmony]

i always underestimate the time it takes to make sarma………

[bwamatoast]

"where did you people come from?"

Your art style is way too swag for zero followers

And you only posted ONCE before asking that. This is a compliment, I love how soft you draw tickling, have a nice day

-Spenses Chilpep

Thank you so much!!!! I’ve shown up a handful of times in this community in the past, although VERY VERY briefly because I’d end up getting too scared or embarrassed to properly manage a blog like this but I’m hoping to stay for much longer this time :) It means a lot to know people enjoy my art this much! I’ve had plenty of time to practice haha

[pussymasterdooku]

another day another medical malpractice…the allie experience!

[harmonizewithechoes]

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