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[canongf]

Liiiiiv :( I am so.... jfjxjsbdjdbdjdb

I want my booooooy! I wanna snuggle him and kiss his face and make him smile!!! I wanna be the thing that lights up his day! I love him so much my heart hurts :((((( He's such a cutie... gsifhsjxjdjxjdj ;;!!!!!!

Can you give me your wisdom and help me with these feelings /gen

elysia!!!!!

what you do mean "i wanna be the thing that lights up his day"!!! you already are!!! to him, you are the sun, the moon, the stars!!! to him, you are the whole damn galaxy!!! you are the one that makes him feel like he's never felt before!!! you are everything!!!

and he loves you the exact same way you love him!!! he feels that same ache in his chest when you're apart, he feels that same flutter when he thinks about holding and kissing you!!! he told me so i know, but even if he hadn't... you can just see it in his eyes whenever he talks about you or looks at you. 🖤

[hannamoon143]

Hi, I'm here to make a request because i desperatey seek some comfort lately and since we are moots and i like your writing i thought i ask but feel free to ignore it. 😊

So I thought about the reader having a toxic family and because of that a very low self-esteem and the member (I would prefer Chan or Felix but honestly you can pick whoever you want) finds her crying because of her family and comforts her. And then she is like "Why are you even dating me?" and the member tells her how how much he loves her and how beautiful and kinde, etc. she is.

It's up to you how toxic you want her family to be. please only write what you feel comfortable with.

I just have some trouble with my own family lately. I hope you are better and remember to stay hydrated! 💕

Family...Family?

chan x fem. reader

genre: angst, hurt/comfort

warnings: toxic family, slight cursing, slight injury (just scratches), crying, anxiety

word count: 2,3k

a/n: hey <33 thank you for the request, and i hope it brings you some comfort. sorry that it took so long! and thank u for the kind words. i hope ur family situation is okay, feel free to talk to me. take care and now enjoy<333

not proofread!

You sat on the cold floor, your back facing the wall. Altough you tried your best not to break down, you couldn’t hold it in anymore. Tears ran down your face, followed with pained sobs. You pulled your knees up to your chin, and wrapped your arms around yourself in an attempt for comfort. It didn’t help.

What brought this break down was nothing really new for you. Your family making fun of you, and yelling hurtful words at you was something you always knew. But this time, it was just too much.

When your mother called you just before, you didn’t even want to pick up, but she was your mother right? And she sounded nice and warmhearted at the beginning. You almost didn’t want to believe it. And unfortunately you were right with not believing that forced sweet voice. After the small talk, she got to the point immediately.

Your own mother had the audicity to beg for money from your boyfriend. And she didn’t even have a good reason. It was so your brothers girlfriend wouldn’t leave him. As stupid as it sounded that’s what it was. Your brother was younger than you, and you always tried to think positively, that maybe you were just being unfair, but deep down you exactly knew that he always got better things than you. He went to a expensive private school, and you on a normal one. He got the newest i-phones, headphones and gaming tools, and you had only the old phone from him. He one time destroyed it with purpose, and what did your parents say? They were sure it was an accident and you sure were old enough to pay for your own phone. And the worst was he wasn’t even thankful.

And you don't even want to think about grades. He didn't care at all about school, having the worst grades ever. You? If you got two points less in a test, your parents would call you a failure, and then give you the silent treatment for days. You were just glad you finished school, and didn't have to share anything about university with them.

When you asked your mother for money one time, when you couldn’t afford a bus ticket, such a simple thing, she didn’t give it to you. Saying that you had healthy legs, and your family needed money for more important things. It was always like that.

So now your brother had the fakest girlfriend ever. She always smiled around your parents, and that was everything she needed to do so they would like her. She always begged your brother to buy her things, and he never hesitated to do so. But no, he didn‘t even take his own money. It was your parents‘. It was unbelievable noone saw what big of a gold digger she was. But when you moved out, you stopped trying to tell them that things were unfair, you stopped letting them treat you as if you were just a problem, that they had to tolerate.

And now your mom really had the audicity to want to take advantage of chans career and money. You could almost laugh. She always despised chan, telling you that he was not the one, and that she was sure that he was a cheater and someone that would leave you when he saw the next best girl. That was so rich coming from a woman, that cheated on her husband on a monthly base.

And coming back to the call, of course you said no. And after you said this one word, the bittersweet tone immediately dropped. She said something about what a bad family member you were, not caring for your family, when you had so much money, and your family needed it. When you still said no, she started yelling at you. You hated when she yelled. And when you couldn’t stand it anymore, you told her what of a shitty mother she has always been, and that she was the unfair one. That your whole family was just toxic, and that nothing was okay like this. That it always was like this. And maybe you should have hung up the call then. For a moment it was just silence. Then she let out a bitter,faked sob, before she literally screamed:

„You think we were unfair to you? You always had enough to eat, and a roof over your head. We never were unfair. Your brother is young, and he deserves to have love, so why won’t you help him? You are such a spoiled, little ungrateful brat y/n! I wish i never had you. Your father is stressed out because of your little manners, and your brother has to suffer because of you. And if i would ask you for money for food? I bet you wouldn’t even give us that! But okay, continue being the biggest bad decision of my life, with your spoiled, stupid singer boyfriend. And when he leaves your bitchy ass don’t come and beg for our forgiveness. Have a shitty life y/n, we won’t have contact anymore.Oh and just so you know, if you think you could ever be good enough for someone, you are living a lie.“

Then she hung up. Just like this. You always tried to convince yourself, that she had just a bad day, when she was like this. That it was hard to be a mother and a wife. But now you saw it clear. She wasn’t just like this because it was her weird way of caring or something. She just simply despised you. Probably she wouldn’t if you were a boy.

But then her words. Was she right? You were always envious of your brother, and all the things he got, also if you didn’t care as much anymore as you got older. But maybe you were ungratefull. What if chan thought the same and just didn’t leave you because he felt pity for you? Were you a brat without even really knowing it?

You wrapped your arms tighter around yourself, as your tears got only more, and your thoughts continued spiraling. Maybe you should beg her for forgiveness, like you always did. You shouldn’t have yelled at her like this, she was your mother and she was right, she always gave you to eat and a roof over the head. So you were being unfair maybe…

Then slowly, another thought crept up in your mind. Her life would be easier without you. And your brothers and fathers too. Maybe chans and all your friends too. Were you really just a burden? It had to be like this, when the person you knew your whole life said that…right?

You didn’t notice how loud you were sobbing, and how hard you were digging your fingers into your head, tangled in your hair, as if you wanted to just rip the thoughts out of your head. Then the front door of your shared apartment opened. But between your loud thoughts, the sobbing and the slight ringing in your ears you didn’t hear it.

Chan’s day was exhausting, and he was just looking forward to snuggle up on the couch with you. When he got in the apartment he wanted to say that he was home, but a noise immediately caught his attention. Sobs, pained and muffled. His eyes grew wide. Did something happen? He quickly kicked his shoes off and dropped his bag to the floor, and then ran into your shared bedroom. His heart broke when he saw you sitting curled up on the floor, sobbing hard, hands tangled in your hair. He quickly ran over to you, crouching down next to you. „Y/nnie, oh my god is everything alright, are you hurt?“ he spoke with a desperate, concerned voice.

You only noticed his presence now, but you didn’t dare to look up, the words from your mother present in your mind.

Chan got only more scared when you just didn’t look up, and instead gripped your hair tighter. He gently but firmly grabbed your wrists, pulling your hands out your hair. You tried to fight him off, and you started screaming between sobs.

„Let me go, i don’t care, please, i’m not worth it.“

Chan had no idea what you meant. You just tried to scratch him with your nails so he would let go. What was going on? He never ever saw you like this. This wasn’t you. But for sure he wouldn’t let go and let you hurt yourself.

„Y/n, stop scratching me, and i’m for sure not letting go. Just try to calm down, and tell me what is going on right now.“ His voice was stern but unbelievable soft. You still fought him, your nails leaving bright red scratches on his wrists, sobbing violently. Why wasn’t he letting go when you were clearly hurting him? Why wasn’t he getting mad and yelling at you? Why wasn’t he just giving up on you like everyone else when you were like this?

But then he suddenly started gently stroking your head, with one hand, your wrists in his other one. The motion was soft and definitely not violent or madly. You stopped scratching him, and screaming your own horrible thoughts in chans face. You just looked at him now, tears streaming down your face, sobs getting quiet.

He gently smiled.

„See? Everythings alright, no reason to hurt or scream at me my love.“ He slowly released your wrists, continuing brushing over your hair soothingly.

You were confused. How was he smiling in this situation. How could he still touch you so lovingly when you just screamed in his face and hurt him? When you looked at his wrists you felt guilty.

Chan saw your body slump as you calmed down, now only silent tears rolling over your cheeks anymore.

He just looked at you, giving you time to calm down. He then slowly wrapped his arms around you, stroking your back.  Your tears were falling onto his hoodie, and you didn’t even really register when he lifted you up the floor, carrying you to the bed. He gently laid you down, and sat down next to you. He waited a bit before he spoke up again.

„Love, i need you to talk to me a bit now okay? I need to know what happened that got you feeling and acting like this, so i can help and comfort you alright? I know this wasn’t you, and i know there has to be a reason why you were breaking down like this. Just know you can tell me everything. Don’t pretend with me love.“

You sat up against the wall a bit, sniffling.

„I’m sorry i hurt you, i don’t know what got into me.“ You mumble, looking at your own hands fidgeting with the hem of your shirt.

„I know you are sorry. It’s alright, it doesn’t hurt, it only hurted to see you like this.“

He waits for you to talk again, patiently looking at you.

„It was my mother. She called.“

His eyes softened. He knew that your relationship with your family wasn’t the best, and they weren’t that kind to you.

Then you told him everything, every word your mother said and all your thoughts to it. Your last sentence  hurt him deeper than anything else.

„…How can you even be with someone like me? I’m messed up and ungrateful and just a burden-„

He took your hands in his, looking you in the eyes.

„Y/n L/n, if you ever talk about yourself like this again i will have to worry you actually lost your mind. What your mother said, was horrible. And i want you to understand that all of that is not true. You’ve never been a burden to me, and you never could be. And did you just say you believe your not thankful enough? You y/n? The person who gets excited over the smallest things, the person who was so sweet and grateful when i forgot our anniversary and only gifted you a flower? You never wanted me for my money y/n, and you know that, and i know it too. That was always a big fear of mine, that people would only want me for money, my job and stuff. But you proved me wrong. You always loved me for me. If even, i should be happy you even want to be with me. You are the kindest, funniest and best person i know. And no matter what happens, i will always stay with you, as long as you want it. And i’ll make sure these people will never hurt you again. And you know what? I can be your family. I will always love and support you. And if you fall? Then i’m falling with you. And then we get up again, with the help of each other. Exactly like a family should.“

Tears welled up in your eyes again. But this time they weren’t from sadness and the feeling of not being good enough.

„I can’t tell you how much your words mean to me channie.“ You said, a little smile creeping to your face.

He smiled too and wrapped  his arms around you from the side again, putting his head on your shoulder.  

„That’s the smile i love.“

You wrapped your arms around him too, nuzzling your face into his hair.

„I love my new family.“ you murmured.

„How about we make it official?“ he lifts his head, so he can look into your eyes.

„What do you mean?“ You hold your breath, as you let his words sink in.

„Marry me y/n. I promise to be there for you, no matter what comes.“

For a moment it felt like the whole world stayed still. Did this wonderful man really want to be with you for the rest of his life?

Then a big joyful smile spread across your face, the tear streaks from before seemed as if they were years ago now. The joy literally radiated from you now.

„Yes, channie. Yes i’d love to be your wife.“

taglist: @0omillo0 @lina-linny @darqlys

[peachy-wolfhard]

dating yuta okkotsu

a/n: wowzers more than one post a year??? also HAPPY BDAY YUTA LUB U BABYBOY

Warnings: swearing, sims death, yuta gets elbowed accidentally, a little angst

Word Count: 823

My literal bf

He's so in love

Heart eyes whenever someone even slightly mentions you

Yuta will be talking to someone and if they slightly mention something you like he starts rambling about how amazing you are and how much he loves you while blushing and borderline giggling and kicking his feet

He's so sticky too like anything you do he's right there like a shadow

Yuta is also really quiet when he is being your shadow so 99% of the time he ends up scaring you when you turn around 

One time after a mission, you're nerves were still on edge and Yuta just happened to walk behind you and ended up getting an elbow to the eye (Rika beat ur ass sorry)

Yuta isn't that big of a gamer himself but he LOVES to watch you play the sims, especially if you made you and him

Speaking of the Sims ! Whenever Yuta is away for missions you always update him about what's going on

hi yu! Update ab our sims…OUR SON DIED HE DIED IN A FIRE IM SO SAD!!!!!! BUT ITS OK WE CAN MAKE A NEW ONE ;) wink wink anyway we moved to a farm and ITS HAUNTED. ok bye bye baby ilysm MWAH

VOICE MESSAGES!! Yuta can't get enough of them he loves sending them to you and he loves when you send them

yuta

“Hi honey, I just saw a really cute cat that reminded me of you. I swear it looked almost one hundred percent like you, not even joking…ok i gotta go bye i love you!”

Facetimes are another thing that is pretty regular. Its either you walking around campus showing him to all your friends or him show you around wherever he is

“Yuta, look at these freaks. They’re going crazy without you here…me too honestly”

“I know I'm losing my mind not being around you guys but especially you.”

Another thing he loves is sending random pictures to each other

*picture of yuta being cute* 

y/n

OMG IM SOBBING MWAH MWAH IM GONNA EAT U I LOVE MY BOYFRIEND

*picture of you doing something*

yuta

Cries sobs screams throws up I MISS UUUUUUUUUU <333333 :333

ONE LAST THING

Yuta barely uses emojis, he's an emoticon boy :3

He always brings you presents back from wherever they send him

There's always a big dramatic reunion when he returns. Running into each other's arms, fake loud crying, one of you carrying the other (translation: you carrying Yuta) …the works

Nights after he gets home are very chill. Ordering take out and watching reality tv while just enjoying each other's company. Ending the night by cuddling each other to sleep

Yuta has a note in his notes app of EVERYTHING you like and dislike

Everytime you slightly mention something you like or dislike he makes a mental note to write it down

Even if he doesn't write something down, he memorized it. Remembers what kind of candy you like, what your favorite flowers are, your orders from take out and restaurants

While your guys relationship is lovely and amazing it does get hard sometimes with Yuta always being gone and you having missions and school

Going days without hearing from the other because the two of you are so stressed and busy then having to update each other all at once in one message then repeating the process

Trying to facetime each other but when he's in an entirely different timezone it's hard. You'll be almost asleep and his day is just starting

After a while it started to get to you, that your boyfriend was away for so long, you weren't able to see him, and when you were you had to prepare for him to leave just a few weeks after

Even though you were surrounded by your friends and teachers that love you, you felt so lonely

Finally you talked to him about it, about how all his traveling made you feel so alone and he agreed with you. That he too felt so alone (because most of the time he was) and that he just wanted to stay home for at least a year

Loves snuggling with you but only in private (Maki beat his ass)

Holds you so close at night to the point it feels like he's trying to get into your skin

Seems like the type to either wear minimal clothes to bed or pajama sets, no in between

Kicks the blankets off then curls up to you when he inevitably gets cold

Yes he's very sweet but he still likes to mess with you ESPECIALLY at night

His favorite thing to do is putting his cold hands or feet on you and asking “are my feet/hands cold”

ONE LAST THING

He 100% gets you guys those Lego roses so you can build them together

Overall he very much loves you and cant get enough of you

[cupidjyu]

hihi!! i love ur writing so much and wanted to make a request!! whenever u have the time i’d appreciate some college bf haknyeon <33 maybe something like coming home to him after a stressful day :-) thank u ily !!!

you're my priority

haknyeon x reader (request tysm anon <333)

genre: hugs, hurt/comfort ish?, cuddles in bed, caring haknyeon !!! notes: HEEYY tysm for requesting this was very comforting to write!! i hope you enjoy it he is such a softie word count: 0.9k

you yawned, reaching for your keys to open the door. the hallway was oddly bright, making your heart pound more. your eyes felt droopy as you struggled to put the key into the lock, missing multiple times. 

putting it simply, your day was a bad one. you had two exams that day which you weren’t sure you had done well in. and then, after those early morning exams, you had to study more for the next one. but of course, it began to rain, and you had forgotten your umbrella. so you were stuck in a building, unable to move until the rain let up.

you opened the door with a loud sigh, dropping your bag tiredly on the floor. usually, you’d put it away neatly, but as of now, all you wanted was him.

you shuffled over after taking off your shoes, over to where haknyeon was at the desk where he was hunched over his laptop. he seemed to be studying for an exam.

he heard you enter the room even through his earphones. he quickly took them off and began to stand up from the chair. but first, he had to stretch, letting out a small sound while doing so.

before he could turn around, you walked behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist, bringing him into a back hug. you immediately felt your body relax against his, melting in his familiar warmth.

he hummed quietly, glancing at you over his shoulder with a gentle smile.

“well, this is new,” he mused.

you could only hum, still feeling incredibly tired. he let you hug him for quite some time, staying still so you could tighten your hold on him and bury your face into his back. you peacefully enjoyed the familiar scent of his hoodie, pressing as close as possible.

as softly as he could, he turned around so he was facing you. looked up at him with droopy eyes. he smiled, brushing your hair lightly with his fingers before wrapping his own arms around you as well, hugging you tightly.

“is everything okay?” he asked, his face slightly worried.

you nodded, slowly.

“yeah,” you whispered. “just quite a stressful, tiring day. nothing much.”

“mhm, i see,” his eyes were soft as he looked at you. “must have been hard for you. come,” he took your hand in his, leading you somewhere else. “i’ll go take care of you from now on.”

you paused, not wanting to burden him, “you don’t have to…”

he shook his head, reassuring you with a charming grin that seemed to brighten the whole room. 

“i want to.”

and so, first, he prepared a warm bath for you, laying out everything for you. he urged you into the bathroom, letting you take your sweet time. 

when you were done, he led you to the bed, making you lie down. you could feel your limbs sink into the mattress. you looked around. you could see he had arranged a few things. a cup of water on the nightstand, the pillows were fluffed, and your favorite calming music was playing on his laptop.

you couldn’t help but smile at the amount of effort he put into taking care of you. you climbed into the blankets, waiting for him to come back. but then, you just remembered that you hadn’t put moisturizer on your face. so you tried to stand up but haknyeon had just entered the room. 

“why are you getting up?” he asked.

“i need to-” you pointed at the bottle of moisturizer.

“ah,” he acknowledged. he grabbed it and brought it you. you expected him to give it to you but instead, he put a small amount in the palm of his hand.

“wha- you don’t have to…” you blushed. but he ignored you, his smooth fingers, gently applying them to your face. he smiled at you with adoring eyes, making you shy away more.

after, he stood up to take off his hoodie to reveal a simple t-shirt. you stared at him confused.

he giggled, “since you like the hoodie so much.” he handed it to you. you immediately broke out into a smile, taking it and putting it on. it was larger on you. he giggled even more at how cute you were, his hand coming to your cheek to pinch it briefly.

“want anything to eat or drink?”

you shook your head, no. you actually wanted to cuddle him, hug him, and snuggle up to him. but, you were so tired that you messed up your words severely.

“i want you.”

he immediately widened his eyes, letting out a surprised, “oh.”

you started to panic, at your horrific choice of words. you were about to deny it before he interrupted you.

“why of course,” he silenced you. he practically jumped into the bed with you, his arms coming around you to pull you into a cuddle. his legs were tucked under yours, enveloping you in comfort. you sighed, snuggling closer, your eyes beginning to close.

but then they shot open.

“hey.”

he shifted, “mm?”

“don’t you have to study for an exam right now though?”

his arms around your body only tightened more.

“least important thing as of right now,” he mumbled, pressing a kiss to the back of your neck. soon enough, you couldn’t fight the exhaustion as you fell asleep, safe in his arms.

just before he joined you to sleep, he kissed you all over your cheek, smiling at how cute you looked.

[johnslittlespoon]

I love your bucky is dog fic so much!!! I reread it all the time it's so heart-warming and funny and just ahhh so good!! refreshing ao3 patiently and excitingly waiting for more<33

(a BIG mix of non–brainrot asks so i don't spam the timeline <33 some of these are from so long ago i'm so sorry. also lil disclaimer at the end about some specific asks i've been getting recently and why i won't be answering them! x)

1) !!?? you REREAD IT?? my heart wtf that's so sweet??? 😭💗 THANK U SM i will do my best to not let u down with future chapters even if shit gets a little bit angstier SDJKG <33

2) LMAO backseat gala–ing from the comfort of a couch 😭 judging the outfits as if they don't show up in plain tuxes half the time <3

3) <3333 thank u omg sjgkdk i'm so happy if my lack of stfu ability brings any bit of joy to anyone LOL

4) ILY THX LEGEND @air-exec u enable me too much <33

5) ALWAYS HAPPY TO INDULGE!! thank u for indulging my constantly rotting brain ur so kind 😭 <333

6) yaurrr i think it's just bc i do Not enjoy being around children LMAO i can't ever get into pregnancy/family dynamic type fics in general, i wish i could tho bc they're so wholesome :') but YEAH exactly ugh. it's like. the action of talking about it, especially when it's unattainable, is so intimate bc it's like an "i love you this much" thing. but it's also so hot bc the possession of it (and possible feminization depending on the pairing) sighhh

also i feel that sooo hard, sometimes you just gotta go where ur writing heart takes u yk? it's hard to write something if ur not fully invested :') and omg stop i WILL cry. 😭💗 wtf. thank YOU!! ofc i would read!! some ideas just /hit/ and urs is one of them <33 but also yes omg it's UP there (if not at the top) on my list of pwps i wanna write once i finish yad(iym) <33 thank you for sharing urs too and sending u good writing vibes regardless of what u write!!

7) GAHH this ones been on my ao3 read later since u sent this ask in!!! i literally have started a doc with links to moots fics i need to read/general fics i've stumbled across that look good and this one is for sure going in it. i do love reading sooo much, i just have the hell combo of adhd and dyslexia but i did start concerta a couple weeks ago which has def made it a bit easier to read lmfao thank fuck.

i think i just get in this headspace where i'm either a reader or a writer when i'm working on smth, idk if anyone else does this? i have a hard time slipping btwn both mindsets, i'm usually locked in on one at a time LOL but i need to get my shit together bc fuck everyone in this fandom writes so damn good and i want to leave long essays on all the fics and hype people up <33 i think once i finish the dog fic i'll take a few days to just consume my reading list to celebrate SJDGK

also omg i can't believe this ask is from before i even posted it that's crazyyy MY BAD. thank u and also that made me giggle JSKDG if that's my legacy in this fandom i'm honestly so happy ab that okay dog coded bucky is everything to me and i will do whatever i can to do him justice <333 and thank u again for the rec!

8) [ X ] UGHHH stop mammal RUINED me. he's soososoo pretty i want to die i think about that barry era as curt in the motaverse so often it makes me sick. i love pretty twinks!! xx (i have a whole motaverse au curtbucky where curt looks like 2012–ish barry and he's ken's age and they're cute lil mechanics together and it's so stupidly elaborate and niche and maybe i'll do smth w it one day who knows)

9) this is very sweet and i do appreciate you respecting my boundaries! thank you <3 i think a lot of people get annoyed at adults asking minors not to interact with nsfw posts on here bc the argument is always "they're gonna look even if you ask them not to" which, yeah, true! i was a teenager growing up online, i sure as hell did not let 18+ warnings stop me ever lmfaoo. i'm not telling minors to stay off my account because ik if people wanna find specific content, they're gonna find it. if teens are learning ab gay sex thru my blog, then at least they're learning ab it from a gay man who tries to keep things realistic in fic and who isn't a creep LOL.

that being said, i more so bar off minors interacting with my nsfw posts/writing bc i personally just feel uncomfortable discussing stuff like that with anyone who isn't an adult, and sometimes i don't have the time to check bios for ages (or sometimes bios don't have ages) before i reply to comments or whatever, so it's just easier to ask that y'all stick to the sfw so i don't accidentally brainrot some cooked shit with a child JSDJKG bc i would feel icky. i hope you understand <3

10) IT MAKES ME SICKKK. not only that, but when i was rewatching it with my irl last week, i realized that in e5 when bucky's smoking in the plane after gale goes down, he's sitting in the right (gale's) seat, which i'm pretty sure he doesn't do at any other time :((( like he was trying to be close to him in anyway he could </3

11) omg i've been meaning to watch that just to get a better inside look at stuff for world building purposes lmaooo but that sounds so wholesome :( i read that a lot of the guys would get real sad/touchy around holidays (obviously), so i could see a oneshot where one of them takes it upon themselves to try and cheer everyone up the best they can under their circumstances. a little found family holiday </33

12) thank u for the rec!! i'm suuuch a slow reader, i'm still working my way thru the actual mota book LOL but i've added this to my reading list <3 i think i might've actually read a couple excerpts from that one in doing research for my fic and it looks really interesting (and heartbreaking) so i'm sure i'll pick up a copy eventually :^)

13) oh 100% agree!! as someone who already isn't super interested in fashion/pop–culture, i find it very hard to look at the men's outfits and be blown away by any of them LOL but the women?? insane. was losing it over lana and zendaya's fits tonight ngl. hunter had me in a chokehold with last year's <3 tangent alright i always say this to my friends but i'm just jealous in general that women have so many more options in terms of clothes like.

okay listen i know i can leave my house in a skirt or crop top or whatever and a lot more guys are def starting to feel comfortable doing so. but i also enjoy not worrying about getting jumped or looked at funny! it's a lot safer than it used to be to do so, even in my small ass conservative town i'll sometimes put on some dangly earrings or a bit of rodrick–liner SJKDG but that doesn't mean it's normalized yet or whatever. point being that i wish it was because men's outfits would be sm more exciting at these fashion events if they had a wider range of options too!

but that aside, absolutely. until that changes, really it's not that hard for the men who are going with women (who don't want to go crazy with their outfits/who are more lowkey like you said) to just. wear something nice and on theme that compliments their partner's outfit and they'll be FINE. anything is better than something boring with no effort; effort doesn't have to equal crazy and fancy and elaborate. like austin's 2022 look has always been a standout to me because it was still a really nice look (even if it was simple) and it also worked so well because of who he had at his side. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ but i also literally don't know shit ab fashion so i rly shouldn't be speaking on it LOL. i just know some things make me go oh no and some make me go YUM

and that's probs the last i'll post about the met bc i rly don't care thaaaat much, i was just happy to see barry since he wasn't at the panel this weekend <3

OKAY THAT WAS SO MUCH I'M SORRY. i just felt really bad bc some of those have been sitting in my inbox for months bc i was waiting to compile them all into a post like this :-) but also one last thing, idk if it's bc of me stepping out of mota to talk ab the emmy stuff/the met this week, but i've had a couple gossip/drama(?) asks and i just wanna say rn that i won't be posting stuff like that, even though they've been worded kindly! one, because i rly only post about fic/brainrot/mota–fandom related stuff here (aside from rare exceptions like today lol). and two, because as much as i adore our boys and try to keep up with the things they're up to, i personally don't vibe with speculating about them (esp if it's in a way that kinda. forgets they are grown men who probably don't think twice ab some of the stuff that people think they do lolol). i have no issue with people who do like to talk ab that stuff, i follow update blogs and think it's totally fine as long as it's done respectfully! i just don't feel like talking about gossip fits the vibe here and frankly i don't care enough about what goes on behind the scenes half the time; i'm just here to create and support and be insane. <33 that's all, just wanted to say that so ppl aren't waiting to have those asks answered/aren't sending more in! x

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about + byf + dni

THIS IS THE MAIN BLOG FOR OUR SYSTEM. WE WILL LIKELY HAVE SIDEBLOGS FOR SPECIFIC ALTERS TO POST THEIR OWN FREAK STUFF. WE'LL LINK ONES BELOW IF THE SPECIFIC ALTER IS COMFORTABLE SHARING. DNI: -(BODILY) MINORS -PRO-CONTACT HARMFUL PARAS -BASIC DNI (t3rfs, n4z1s, all the -ists and -phobics, yknow!) -SYSCOURSE (we will NOT be sharing much info about our stances, but anyone is free to interact and we will simply block if we're uncomfortable. we are traumagenic personally, but syscourse just stresses us out a bit. so like. don't bring that stuff here) ---- regarding our dni, we will block freely and as much as we want. we know dnis aren't super helpful, but we might as well put it here anyways. we know how to regulate our online experience, you should regulate yours too. block us if you don't like our posts or stances. BYF: -we will post about a lot of heavy k!nkz possibly including but not limited to: cnc, cannibalism, somno, age gap, extreme violence, _cest, etcccc. just be warned man!! everything we put here is safe sane and consensual or completely fantasy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! also we'll prolly post animalistic stuff. we enjoy knots okay. MAYBE some objectum posting but we might use a sideblog for that. we'll likely tag stuff that is intense! -we're cool with anyone over 18+ sending asks or dming us :3 -if youre worried abt following bc we dont post abt smthn that ur super into, try it anyways! we'll jus block if we're v uncomfy but we do not have much limit or uncomfort wise and don't judge if you're into smthn we're not. ABOUT: -u can call us prey for now!!! preysys or whatever works too. -we are bodily 22, alters of differing ages will be posting here or on their own blogs tho! we have some Old Mfs -collectively we are comfortable with he/it/they pronouns. we love neos and will likely post using them sometimes B) -we are taken, by a WONDERFUL AND LOVING PSYS!!!!<333 we're also VERY poly, queer, and luv to snatch up labels tht feel comfortable for us. most of us r cool with "bi with a masc lean" tho -fictive heavy with a low split tolerance so if u hate fictives this aint the place to be bro -nonhuman, objectum, furry, freak all around -we will sexualize systemhood n u can't stop us

we'll add more as we deem fit but we're blurry rn and i cant add more - ALL WRITTEN BY .. I WILL CALL MYSELF ROCK FOR NOW. ALL WRITTEN BY ROCK AND THE REST OF THE SYS WILL HATE ME FOR IT (edited by red. i hate this)

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Vee's recs

a collection of my fav fics

Hope you enjoy and please give these writers lots of love

Letters to you - series - @mackenzielovee ICONIC. Period.

Broken hearts club - series - @beyonddmythoughtssworld it's wonderful. Simple.

@forevermoreharrington. The whole blog. Luc does amazing at getting the perfectly fluffy everything and her blurbs are AMAZING

@softcoremaybank my love, Chloe. She is an amazing writer and captures this great feeling in her work that you don't see very often (for me at least) and it's wonderful

I Love You, R.C - short blurb - @lilminchii - so good if ur about to fall asleep (like me) and you just need a bit of fluff to make your dreams better <333

Whole ass masterlist - @sunraies amazing shit right there

Shadow And Bone

Aleksander Morozova

Are there still beautiful things? @myhairpintrigger - He and Reader have been friends since they where children and have walked the earth together since then. They always thought that the love they have for the other is just friendship, but boy where they wrong...Their friendship takes a hit during the whole Alina in the Little Palace time...Reader knows about the plan to expand the fold and is all for it, she just really doesnt like Alina....Anyway, during the events on the skiff when Alina runs, Reader and Aleksander get separated and believe the other to be dead...They go on to free Grisha on their own. After some time they meet and in the heat of the moment he kisses her...They finaly confess their feelings...After that they go on to win the war...After they win they get crowned King and Queen and bring peace to Ravka, but expecialy to the Grisha... sorry about the really long summary but I just copy/pasted the request from the og post

Dad!rafe is great and this is a mother's day fic <333 - @hotchsstuff - great writer with great fics

More to come!

Or u can just search vee's recs on my blog and find them <333

[gothsuguru]

ARI OH MY GOD??? I’M LITERALLY SCREAMMMMING THIS THE MOST SWEETEST THING I HAVE EVER READ IN THE WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD??? AHHHH I LOVE YOU

i’m abt to write a THESIS on how much i love you rn……… FIRST OF ALL let me just SCREAM abt how much this means to me like omfg the fact that you took out the time in your day to read this in the first place but then WRITE all of those kind words too??? I’M SO THANKFUL OMFG your brain works at such a higher capacity than mine in the morning i’m cryifnfnfnfn brain squiggly (you) meets brain smooth (me) <3 LET ME RESPOND TO EVERYTHING BC I AM LOSING MY MINDDDDDD & I’M SO SORRY IF THIS GETS LONG BUT I CAN’T HELP IT SUGURU (AND YOU) MAKE ME INSANE IN THE BEST WAY POSSIBLE <333 gonna be in MY kenny dissection era now hehehehehe <3 also first time using the indent feature………. obsessed w her

u and me are holding hands when it comes to the geto / serpent symbolism <3333 he’s soooo serpent coded. it’s insane. and the way u use that imagery here makes me fucking insane like genuinely the way the guilt CREEPS through his throat, WRITHES further down until its fangs sink into his flesh…. the ache is just so palpable. it’s suffocating him.

- OH YOU ABSOLUTELY GET IT. suguru is soooo serpent coded i think four (4) animals depict him so well and they are a serpent, fox, wolf, & a black panther <3 AHHHHH i’m glad you saw that the words i used were in tandem w how a serpent moves (shoutout synonym searching on google) & YES… PALPABLE ACHE THAT SUFFOCATES HIM.

i think suguru falls into that spiral of self-loathing so easily. i think he might even kind of enjoy it? in a self-pitying kind of way…. like there’s a kind of satisfaction in the pain, in carrying it alone, etc etc.

- YOU ABSOLUTELY FUCKING GET IT!!!!! as i was writing it i was like… suguru in this specific story is just the type to cyclically make bad decisions even if it destroys him SIMPLY bc of the instant gratification he can get by being in reader’s presence… it’s a bunch of small happy deaths to him. & YESSSSSSS he’s sooooo self-pitying and tbh that’s how i see canon suguru too… esp when shoko called him childish like she gagged him a bit there… YES YES YES *EMPHASIS* on satisfaction in carrying the pain… he hates being pitied by others but he’ll pity himself since he won’t let others do it for him

yeah. he enjoys the pain a little. the risk of it all. and this line is just such a banger in general ”a pyromaniac to his very core”….. im obsessed

- DID YOU KNOW I ALMOST WROTE THAT??? i was toying with the word “masochism” but i don’t think he’s a masochist so that’s why i went w pyromaniac! i think if he had to be one he’d be a sadist bc he knows his actions might inflict pain but certain times he really can’t bring himself to care

im sniffling i LOVE this depiction of him so much because it’s not like . it’s not one of those things where he’s scummy or where he’s just attracted to reader, it’s so much more than that… he wants to take care of u!!! keep u safe!!! warm ur hands :(( ALSO SUGU HAVING WARM HANDS SO TRUE BTW that man is a whole furnace i just know it…… but yeahhh i’m just!! i feel so soft because HE’S so soft but it’s just a tenderness that can’t really go anywhere and that makes it so hard to swallow.

- OKAY I’M LITERALLY GONNA CRY YOU ABSOLUTELY JUST FUCKING *GET IT*!!!!!!! i am SO thankful you said that you love this depiction bc he’s NOT scummy/just physically attracted and i REALLY wanted to make that distinction!!!!! it’s not just him thinking abt homewrecking for the fun of it 😭 he’s like. genuinely in love. genuinely infatuated. he’s so paternal in nature like he really DOES wanna care for reader that’s all he wants… </3 AND YESSSSSS HUMAN FURNACE!SUGURU MY BELOVED <: i made him that way bc i myself am an ice cube and i need him to warm me up 24/7 <333 omg wow “a tenderness that can’t really go anywhere and that makes it so hard to swallow.”………… holy shit that’s BEAUTIFULLY said and SO right

the flame flickering …. the risk of it all…. and the way the emphasis travels from on to and to off when u repeat on and off three times is SOOO fucking satisfying i dont know why but i lost my mind ok. and how it’s a living metaphor for his burning desire, flickering on and off… yeahhh im in love w ur writing im ready to dissect this it’s MY kenny era now <333

- it was SOOOOOO satisfying to write like idk why 😭 i love my threes (3s) what can i say <3 YESSSS IT’S A LIVING METAPHOR FOR HIS DESIRE!!!!! again the coldness of the metal too resembles the coldness of the readers hands so all he wants to do is offer warmth so he pretends he’s holding your hand <3 he’s so sick in the head i’m in love w him

his dichotomy. it’s my favorite thing about him. the contrast. he’s a deceiver. he’s a sentimentalist. he’s still smoking even when you don’t want him to. with the lighter you gave him for teakwood candles. it’s so twisted it’s so fond this man makes me ILL.

- I LOVE HIS DICHOTOMY!!!!!! twisted & fond is the best way to describe him in this fic whew

AND THE MOTH TO A FLAMEEEE my fave metaphor ever ever ever <333 his body demanding that it be close to you…. it really is like a burning desire god that’s so. suguru loves sooo devoutly and when that love can’t really manifest itself properly i think it makes him a little insane lol

- ONE OF MY FAV METAPHORS TOO!!!!! again ties into his pyromania <3 oh i LOVE “suguru loves so devoutly… when that love can’t manifest itself properly i think it makes him a little insane” OH ABSOLUTELY. i don’t think suguru can love like a Normal Person i think he literally THROWS himself full force into it… a 100% or nothing type of guy………. kinda need him idk

i love it so much because it isn’t even really a sexual thing, he’s genuinely in Love with you and that makes it sooo heartbreaking. the kiss to ur hair that u cant feel… hhhhh

- YES YES YES!!!!!!!! i wanted to make sure of that too like it’s not even sexual or that he just wants a piece of reader like that - he’s really just THAT enamored & in love. omg that faint kiss to the hair where they can’t feel it… gagged my own self too i won’t lie to you…….. i wanted to toy w slight creepiness & overt fondness i’m glad you enjoyed it hehehehehe :3

“he deserves that much as least” THE WAY U BROUGHT THIS LINE BACK BUT THIS TIME IT ISN’T SELF-LOATHING, IT’S SELF-AFFIRMING…. godddd i can just FEEL that push and pull in his brain it’s so fucking tasty i thrive off his pain im sorry 😔😔😔

- OMFGHDHDJDHD I DIDN’T EVEN THINK OF THE SELF-AFFIRMING NATURE…….. nods head fervently……. yes that’s exactly what i meant <3 see this is why peer review is so important bc you’re so smart and made me see things abt my own writing 😭😭😭 omfg same i love suguru “doomed by the narrative” geto w all my heart

IT MAKES IT EVEN MORE PAINFUL because he’s sooo affectionate so very trusting????????? he loves u both so much!!!!

- YESSSSSS!!!!!! that’s why suguru feels such insane guilt like… toru is just so pumpkin baby angelboy coded… he’s SO trusting and affectionate and doesn’t think the worst of suguru at ALL. which is why it’s so delicious that in damn near every universe that suguru is the betrayer… whew gege really made me so insane over this man

HIS WARM HANDS ON UR COLD ONES ”who would it bring solace?” is it for himself or is it for u……. he makes me feel ill.

- HE FINALLY GOT TO HOLD READER’S HAND!!!!! NO MORE IMAGINING COLD METAL LIGHTERS ARE YOUR HANDS!!!!! HE GOT TO WARM UP READER’S COLD HANDS WITH HIS WARM ONES… TO OFFER UP COMFORT… for whom? who knows not me <3

DO U WANT ME TO SPIRAL??????? ”just the summer heat :)” THERE WAS NO NEED FOR THIS DO U KNOW THE PTSD I JUST GOT 😭😭😭 suguru geto & his tendency to carry his burdens alone until he’s crushed under their weight noooooo :(((((

- PLEASENDNDNDNND i had to add it omfg 😭 i loved adding those lil tidbits from the manga in here like from the actual dialogue to satoru bursts onto the scene to just the summer heat… PLEASE i felt INSANE writing it like damn bitch 💔……. suguru nooooo don’t carry your burdens alone don’t you know your friends will carry the weight of them for you aha you’re so sexy 💔💔💔

“he figures he can allow himself this” he’s so… he hates himself for it but he can’t stop himself from wanting it. wanting you. he accepts the ache and the shame maybe even revels in it a bit??? idk i just. i think maybe he loves u so much that it overshadows the hatred he has for himself.. maybe ur presence soothes it and he just can’t get enough. it’s like a drug.

- OH YESSSSSS he absolutely DOES revel in it <3 he can’t stop himself from wanting it & you and is willing to live w that shame bc it’s coupled w his own desire… YESSSSS!!!!! i love that you likened it to a drug bc it again ties back to his self-destructive nature! his love for you does overshadow his hatred for himself but again he falls into such a sick cycle </3 reader soothes him but also unintentionally breaks him over and over again. but suguru will NEVER blame you. like EVER

AND THE FINAL LINE KAIRO I LITERALLY BLACKED OUT ”he figures he should allow it to devour him” IM IN LOVE IM TATTOOING THIS SOMEWHERE GENUINELY like the way the serpent imagery returns here . he’s being devoured by the serpent crawling up his throat. and he’s fine with it. just like u i am Weak for any mentions of devour / maw / etc so this just . Ended my whole life

- I’M GLAD YOU CAUGHT THAT HEHEHEHEHEHE serpent finally devours him whole & devours him raw <3

I WANTED TO ADD “maw” here too but i’m saving that word for use in a future fic that i’m making where suguru’s untamable spiral into self-inflicted grief causes him to want to desecrate reader’s grave to “bring them back” </333 so insane i have sooooo many ideas of making suguru suffer like sorry king your character is just so good i had to put him through the ringer for his wrongdoings <333 omg also another fellow siken lover… suguru is sooon siken-poem coded it’s crazy

ALSO AGAIN THANK YOU SOOOOOOOOO MUCH FOR ALL YOUR KINDS WORDS & TAKING THE TIME TO READ THIS :’) you really helped me SOOOOO much in terms of just putting this fic out there like your tags & hyping me up really made me feel so good :’) THANK YOU AGAIN I LOVE & APPRECIATE YOU SO MUCH ARI MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH 🩷🥰🩷🥰🩷

Request: Getou feels bad for secretly liking Gojo’s gf and making excuses to touch her.

the enormity of my desire disgusts me.

a/n: hi! tysm for requesting :’) this is my first ever request/first time writing so please bear w me & i hope you enjoy! constructive criticism is totally welcome! <3 w.c: 2.3k

- f!reader, one-sided love, obsession, cursing, touching (not unwanted but the intention is unbeknownst to reader as geto makes it a point to always want physical contact w them), mentions of self-destructive behaviors, guilt, & delusions.

guilt creeps up suguru’s throat like a slithering serpent.

it crawls around the base of his tongue, writhing farther down, embedding its fangs into the flesh of his throat. a raw, mangled, bloody mess left in its wake.

remorse, witnessing the disarray that guilt’s plight leaves, frantically tries to discern where a home can be made. perhaps it can dance along his ribcage. pirouetting across his bones until it reaches a bloody cavern where it can dwell within a hole burrowed deep inside suguru’s heart.

maybe all of this despair can be washed away… a desire to cleanse his palate & purge his feelings away persists, yet he doesn’t allow himself the reprieve.

instead, he decides to swallow his shame down like a bitter whiskey, relishing in the thorn-like pin prickles. the harsh amber reflecting in his fatigued, glassy eyes.

the ache serves as a reminder.

suguru figures that the sharp gnawing pain that spikes his heart & torments his throat is the very least he deserves.

his therapist did say he had a tendency to wallow in his self-destructive thoughts. delude himself & cyclically make bad choices which turned into bad habits. but what’s another bad decision to him? a pyromaniac to his very core - suguru would be lying to himself if he said he didn’t enjoy playing with fire.

allowing himself a moment of respite, he fishes out a cigarette he stole out of shoko’s purse from the left pocket of his leather jacket. a silver heart-shaped vivienne westwood lighter in the right. he takes it out, rolling it softly in his warm palm, lackadaisically playing with the switch. imagining the cold metal were your cold hands instead, his own seeking to offer up warmth for your comfort. he gazes softly at the flame - flickering on and off. on and off. on and off. a burning fire reflected in his eyes. a burning desire razing his heart.

the whole world in the palm of his hands - the heart you presented to him.

(a gift from you to him - you begged him to quit smoking, it was bad for his health and you wanted him to be there in the future as best man at yours & satoru’s wedding. with a tight-lipped smile & crinkled eyes, he said he would.

always the deceiver.

you lit up, gaze softening while telling him to specifically use this lighter to light up the teakwood candle you bought him for his birthday. his smile turned fond, eyes crinkled softly with genuine mirth & adoration, he said he would. and he did.

always the sentimentalist.)

bringing the cigarette to his lips, he exhales a puff of smoke, allowing his low-lidded gaze to flit across the room. the warm lights illuminating the grungy bar, a favorite of nanami’s & shoko’s. he reminisces on the days where both of you would talk for hours - from deep conversations about space, morality, & your futures & pasts - to asking each other about what food you’d eat for eternity (cold zaru soba noodles for him, any form of potato for you), savory or sweet (both of you chose savory - suguru relishes in the fact that he has a connection with you on this), & if you two would still be best friends if the other one was a worm (both of you answered yes - you’d build a terrarium where wormguru could play & suguru would keep you in his pocket not caring if he’d be dubbed the weirdly hot worm-man.) from the serious to the silly, suguru felt his chest bloom with tender warmth. from the bottom of his heart, he knows that in this world and any others, he could truly be himself with you.

a soft sigh escapes him, a small smile gracing his face thinking about his memories with you. calling the bartender over for another drink after he downs his whiskey, he drawls out, “give me somethin’ sweet.”

he turns back around to the crowd of strangers, unintentionally smiling. he finds a few pretty boys & girls gawking at him, hyping themselves and each other up to go talk to him. he sees a few more pretty boys & girls looking away from his intense gaze, too shy to go up to him, praying instead that he’ll go to them. the grin that previously took residence on his face falters - he finds himself upset that they’d think his smile was reserved for any one of them. none of them pique his interest per usual, & he hopes that the bags underneath his eyes, his myriad of piercings & tattoos, chipped black nail polish, and overall resting bitch face will stop anyone from coming near him.

(he knows it won’t. people often went after suguru and not satoru. he was always more caring, more in tune with his emotions with an air of magnetic mystique, unlike his brash, loud, & arrogant counterpart.)

suguru intakes a sharp breath, surprising himself with the haughty & bitter thought against his best friend, quickly washing it down with a sweet daiquiri hoping to honey the words in both his throat & mind, while simultaneously praying that it would soothe his heart.

slightly more alert, his gaze wanders around the room again. tired eyes widening slightly, lighting up greatly when he sees you.

there you were in all of your glory.

sitting leisurely, a leg swung upon the other, arm resting over the back of the tattered red vinyl couch - the very same one you both had countless conversations on. how were you so effortlessly cool? you could do anything and suguru would revel in it - drawn to you like a moth to a flame.

and like a moth, he found himself gliding across the bar towards you, his feet moving faster than his brain. his body demanding that it be near you, that it be graced with your presence. with a flick of his ring-clad fingers, his cigarette is crushed underneath his black boots, a piece of strawberry gum popped in his mouth, with vanilla lip balm reapplied to his lips to make sure that you knew they were soft to the touch.

heart beating ridiculously fast, he takes a deep breath before he stands in front of you, your perfume enveloping his senses making him slightly delirious from how delectable you smell. he prays that the blush dusting his cheeks fools you into thinking that he just drank too much, & that it’s not because of you peering up at him through your lashes with your pretty eyes that are now affectionately directed towards his own.

“yo! suguru! long time no see!” you wave as you get up to greet him, a massive grin overtaking your face, eyes almost crinkled shut because you’re so excited to see one of of your best friends.

without warning, suguru envelops you into a tight hug. his left hand placed against your lower back while his right hand cradles your head against his chest, your cheek pressing against his beating heart. suguru places his chin on the top of your head, craning his face slightly to get a whiff of your shampoo, ghosting a faint kiss on your hair that he knows you don’t feel, relishing in this moment with you. for a few seconds he can pretend… he deserves that much at least, he figures.

he could stay holding you in his arms forever, your body pressed up against his, protecting you from everything & everyone bad in this world, shielding you from predatory eyes around the bar. fucking wolves, the lot of them - suguru contemptuously thinks. it’s a good thing you’re here in his arms, suguru muses, confident in his ability to keep you safe.

as quickly as that thought dashes through his brain, you pull away. not wanting to alarm you with his panic that you’d leave him, a tight grip stays around your waist, forcing you to sit back down. he positions himself right next to you, his thighs touching your own, his right arm draped across your shoulder.

something that you can consider friendly. something that he can consider more than that. affectionate, no matter which way you take it.

“it’s been a while.” a fond smile beams across his face, bright amber eyes desperately glazing over your face. you’re so close to him and he’s so attentive to you, he imagines that the boy across the bar must think you both look like a couple. the pleasure suguru derives from that thought is second to none. you do look like you’d be his. he’s certain that he looks like he’d be yours, if his devoted nature is anything to go by.

he takes a a few strands of your hair, twirling them slightly around his fingers. “what are you doing here anyways? i wish i saw you before, we could’ve hung out!” suguru teasingly pouts, lips slightly jutted out, his eyes twinkling with playful mirth.

“tell me about it,” you playfully whine. “thankfully i just got here so we have plenty of time to hang out! don’t worry, i’ll make up for it so you can forgive me.”

“you never have to apologize for anything.” seriousness takes over his tone. suguru doesn’t want you to ever feel bad, even as a joke. not wanting to make you uncomfortable with his tense energy, he eases up his features and winks, “don’t worry your pretty lil head about it - i’ll let you off the hook this time.”

you bark out a laugh which makes him elated, glad that he was able to make you smile. “sugu, you’re way too sweet! and ooh - you asked what i was doing here! toru wanted to chill out here for a bit, said if he didn’t get to drink a virgin piña colada right this second he’d faint.” you gaze around the bar, muttering under your breath “he should be on his way here soon…”

right… satoru.

suguru feels his mouth get dry by the second, a venomous pang of guilt daggers his heart. his eye twitches along with his fingers, wondering if he should take his arm off of you.

if satoru saw this would he just consider it friendly touching? would he think that suguru was trying to make the moves on you? would he scream in his face about how can his best friend stab him in the back this way? the bitter taste of betrayal coats suguru’s tongue like a curse, and before he can do anything about it, a big SMACK! on his shoulder wakes him out of his trance.

“SUGUUUUUUUU! I MISSED YOUUUUUUU!” satoru bursts out onto the scene loudly, holding both your & suguru’s shoulders from behind the couch, bringing you two towards each other in a massive hug. with satoru’s face in the middle, smooshing both of your & suguru’s cheeks against his, suguru can’t help but feel a gnawing sense of shame.

satoru, affectionate as ever, kisses you both on the cheek. snowy hair ruffling with his actions, aquamarine eyes twinkling as bright as starlight, white eyelashes fluttering against the pink blush hued upon his soft cheeks. from here, suguru can see the light dusting of freckles on satoru’s nose, & the lightest sheen of gloss on his pink lips. no doubt from kissing you before he got here.

a twisted part of suguru is thankful for the kiss on the cheek, your glossy residue imprinted on his skin. an indirect kiss, he muses.

“sorry it took so long, i had to park so far away. hope you didn’t miss me too much, angel.” satoru pecks you on the cheek again, cheekily stealing an upside down kiss on the lips from you while he’s at it.

“no worries baby, i had sugu to keep me company.” you smile wide, eyes softening as satoru smoothes down your hair.

suguru forgot.

satoru trusts him with his entire life. with you.

the loud, brash, arrogant, self-centered boy suguru knew as a teen had grown up. cleaning up his act the moment he met you. enamored with your beauty, kindness, & personable nature - satoru fell deeply in love. he was still loud - but only to proclaim his love on the rooftops for you. he was brash at times but never with you. his arrogance was also truly never unfounded, he was just that confident in his own self and in the relationship he could have with you. suguru still thinks satoru can be self-centered at times, but never about you. satoru puts you forward in every single aspect of his life - devoted. loyal. faithful. unbelievably constant with his love & adoration for you. your perfect other half. your true soulmate.

you’re his one and only. and he’s yours.

“satoru! it’s been a while.” suguru prays the loud music can cover up the slight crack in his voice. he can feel his throat constricting like a python, he coughs to clear it, wanting to rid himself of the strangling feeling. he does what he does best in that moment - putting on a facade. a tight-lipped smile along with crinkled eyes graces his features, hoping that both you & satoru mistake it for pure happiness.

“you good, man?” satoru tilts his head like a puppy, looking at him questioningly. you do the same, concern clouding your beautiful eyes. he’s terrified that you both could see right through him.

“yeah.” suguru whispers quietly.

the ache that torments his throat & spikes his heart serves as a reminder.

he puts his warm hand over your cold ones in a comforting gesture. for who would it bring solace? he doesn’t know. at this point in time, he can’t bring himself to care. “just the summer heat.”

he brushes his thigh against yours once again, fiddling with your fingers softly. he figures he can allow himself this.

glancing into your eyes, his reflection stares back him.

he accepts that living with this ache of shame & this disgusting sense of desire is the very least someone like him deserves.

he figures he should allow it to devour him.

[tartagliad]

i loveee your writing sm omg <333 i was wondering if u could write about the boys taking care of u during ur period? thank you!!

thank you for the request anon and this is also one of my friend's request^^, i hope y'all enjoyed it.. idk if its genshin impact or tears of themis.. so im gonna go with tears of themis, please do inform me if im wrong.. thank you :D

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Time of The Month

Summary: How they would take care of you during the time of the month

Fandom: Tears of Themis

Characters: Artem, Vyn, Luke, and Marius

F reader!

Genre: Fluff & short bulleted headcannon

Warnings: Hurt, period..

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Artem:

Is probably confused since you're his first girlfriend

He knows that girls have a period cycle but doesn't know how treat you during the time

Artem probably hears what you want at first like some tea or some heat packs

He'll cook some of your favorite foods to comfort you

When you get all clingy and always wants cuddles, he oblige.. though at first he's always blushy when you're like that >_<

Artem maybe give you some day of from work if it really pains you

Scoops you in his arms when you can't walk or just wanted to pick you up like a baby

Not related but he enjoys braiding your hair when both of you are in bed.. and sometimes it kinda soothes your headache

Nowadays since he knows what to do, he'll only get you things that you actually need not want

So expect that there's not many sweets and cold drinks

I know it sounds not fun, but trust me, after your period is done, he'll bring you out to for deserts

Artem just wanted to make sure you're alright okay..

"I'm sorry dear, you can't have that many sweets for now.. I can give you only once in a while, I promise I'll buy you some after this.."

Vyn:

Different from Artem, this guy knows what he's have to do

Though Vyn is a psychiatrist, he also learn a bit of medical health.. so expect some great treatment from him lmao

I'm serious, he's already prepare everything and even knows when your period is coming

So you don't need to worry about anything

He probably gives you some massages to help you relax a little

Vyn sometimes will made you your favorite desserts but he also looks at how much sugar you have consumed in a day

Either give you some cakes or just tea, none in between

A great cuddler. No joke, he'll make you feel warm and sleepy in an instant

Always help you walk to the bathroom or if you cant walk, he'll carry you there

Vyn doesn't let you do much work.. if he can work on it.. he'll help

Sometimes he'll take you to the garden so you can have some fresh air

So yeah.. here's your doctor :v

"How are you feeling? Tell me where does it hurts so I can sooth it.."

Luke:

Expect a great treatment from him

What do you expect.. he's your childhood best friend, of course he knows what he's doing

Probably babies you or wont leave you alone for that long..

Always asks you if you're comfortable every once in a while

Luke will discard most of his work just to take care of you.. or when you're asleep, he'll work on the bed with you.. trying his best not to wake you up

Cooks your favorite food and maybe made some sweets for you

He doesn't really restrict you from eating this or that.. he just wanted to do something that makes you happy

Luke will 100% prepares a bath for you

A nice warm bath with candles and some bubbles of soap.. *chefs kiss

Will also cuddle you and puts you in his clothes, he's a walking heatpad

So yeah.. he'll try his best to make you feel better and happy

"Do you want something sugar? I have some cookies for you, I'll get you some"

Marius:

Spoils you A LOT

Buys anything you want actually

Since Marius is always busy with school and work, he'll buy you a teddy bear to keep you company ._.

Before leaving, he'll make sure that everything you needed are close to you

He'll sprint as fast as possible after he finishes with everything

Once he's home, he'll make some food for the two of you

Not that fancy since he only knows how to cook basic things, but he sometimes learn when he has time

He once cook one of your mom's recipe actually.. and it tastes good

Expect him to crack some jokes.. yes.. he does this to distract you from the pain

Or he teaches you simple drawings to help you relax a little

And last thing is CUDDLES no, teasing.. Marius likes to tease you ESPECIALLY, when you're all clingy ._. sorry, i feel like this is the thing that he'll do often.. but he also find it really cute..

"Onee-san.. do you want more cuddles from me~? give me a kiss first then I'll cuddle you, fair right~?"

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[poursomesunaonme]

BEANIE BELOVED YEAH 200!! Congrats <3 <3

Character: Erwin Smith <3 Song Lyric: Why don't you show me a little bit of spine you've been saving for his mattress I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me from Dance Dance by Fall out Boy NSFW, Darling, Goddess (I am thirty three and surprise me as far as kinks go)

CONGRATS BEAUTIFUL <3 <3 <3

ahhhh psyche hello my dear!! wowow ur song’s really bringing me back… i love it!! was such a pleasure writing for my one of my fav big tittie blonds<333 i hope u enjoy!

cw: nsfw, minors dni, fingering, oral (fem receiving), rough sex<3, panty stuffing, erwin’s a cocky bastard but we love it

your eyes barely give a flitting glance to the man that you had originally accompanied to the bar. he watches through his lashes while you prance happily out of the establishment, practically hanging off the blond’s arm.

and once you’re out of the public eye and in the back of the taxi, you can barely wait a millisecond before rushing to do exactly what you’d been wanting to ever since you’d laid eyes on the tall blond. your lips crash together in a satisfying spark.

erwin doesn’t hesitate to set his greedy hands loose on you. they pull you into his lap, much to the taxi driver’s objection, but erwin sneaks him a twenty before squeezing your ass in his giant hands.

you can barely stumble through the doorway of his apartment before he’s tearing off your clothes. you surrender like a tree to a buffeting wind. he feels you up with an urgency, like yours is the last body he’ll ever get to touch.

and everything that you had originally assumed of him at the bar was true. it was a guesstimated size up between him and your original date; and you’d never been so happy to have been right. erwin had just been too charming, too perfect, that you couldn’t help but give your date a half-assed slip. and you didn’t feel bad about it at all.

because, after all, it was worth it to be cumming all over erwin’s fingers and tongue just minutes after he had started pleasing you. it was worth it to be thrown around like a ragdoll while he positions you just how he wants. and it was oh, so worth it for him to plunge into you so deeply and so potently that you let out such a loud, pitiful moan that forced him to stuff your panties in your mouth to muffle the sound to avoid disturbing the neighbors.

“now, i wonder why you left your poor date at the bar,” erwin pants, slamming into your hips relentlessly. he already knew the answer, but he loves watching as you lower your gaze in shame. “are you gonna answer me, darling?”

you struggle against the damp panties, which are coated with your own arousal. he tuts, plucking them out, all while maintaining his pace.

“i hah, i knew you’d fuck me better.”

you hear the smirk in his voice. “ah, that’s it. now let me just show you how right you were.”

© all work belongs to poursomesunaonme. do not copy and repost.

[its-deputy-caleb]

would u possibly do some NSFW morbell? where they're up in colter ( i loved ur original morbell post on them ) pls do more as i love ur blog 💛

this is an absolute mess oml i literally have no idea how to write anything smutty but here we go i guess. I love this pair but i kinda went off topic and centred this on a praise kink for micah. ANYWAY this is probably terrible since i'm melting, its literally 40 degrees and the aircon is broken so its unedited af and i wont look at it again until i have a cold drink. but pls enjoy some morbell <333

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‘Cold up in Colter’

Fuck, what a mess Blackwater had been. The Pinkertons were on them faster than ever and they found themselves fleeing from a blood bath.

That was almost three days ago and Micah hadn’t had an ounce of sleep. He’d been sent out with John to scout ahead, having found a homestead which ended up burning at the hand of O’Driscoll’s. Okay maybe house burning down was his fault but he tends to make stupid decisions when he’s had little to know sleep. And it was so fucking cold.

That didn’t stop heat rising to his face when he felt Arthur’s hands on his shoulder, pushing him back with a roughness he could only wish for in another way. Damn Arthur Morgan and his ability to have Micah curling in on himself and blushing like a virgin at the mere thought of a hand on his shoulder.

He should hate Arthur, really the two are nothing more than rivals, competing for the spot of Dutch Van Der Linde’s right hand. At the beginning, almost six months ago now, Micah couldn’t stand the sight of the man but somehow that anger tapered off into something more akin to admiration and that admiration slowly turned to desire.

He’ll never admit to how badly he wants Arthur but he won’t deny however that he’s pushed the man’s buttons more than once just to have an interaction with him. All he had to do start a silly argument over camp earnings or a bet at five finger fillet to have the man shaking him by the collar and threatening to break his nose.

It almost always ended with Micah sneaking off into the woods with half a bottle of whiskey and his pants bunched around his ankles as he thought of the way Arthur roughed him up by his shirt collar. Fuck he was pathetic sometimes.

There were other occasions where the two had actually managed to get along and that’s what pissed Micah off more than any threats of violence. Arthur just had to go and bring him a beer as he grabbed one for himself, letting their fingers touch accidentally. Or he went and offered him a seat by the fireplace where they ended up much to close for his comfort. Damn Arthur for always leaving him short of breath with a hole in his heart.

Despite what Micah did to impress Dutch, Arthur was still the camp’s favourite by a mile and he never failed to outcompete him in the eyes of the gang. Micah never minded much, not looking for anyone’s approval, but the thought of proving himself to Arthur, of being worthy of his praise is enough to have his wild side reined in.

Naturally that didn’t stop Micah from losing it from time to time and wasn’t surprised when his jealousy shot up again as Miss Grimshaw announced Arthur got his own cabin while he shared with the rest of the fellers. And he’d be damned if he had to share a room with Williamson who didn’t stop snoring.

That’s why he found himself huddled in the makeshift stables, choosing instead to wrap himself in his coat and down a bottle of whiskey to wait the night out. He cold planks he was sitting on offered little comfort and the draft in the room had his lip shaking. But at least he wouldn’t have anyone in his hair and he’d be left alone, just the way he liked it.

Of course that didn’t last long when the cranky wooden door was barged open, spooking some of the horses in the opposite end of the room. A broad figure entered the room, blocking most of the door way but that didn’t stop to whoosh of cold air flood into the room, draining even more colour from his face.

It wasn’t until the door was closed and the man stepped closer when he realised it was Arthur.

“Micah? What the hell are you doing in here?”

Arthur sounded surprised, with only a hint of concern in his voice.

“Sleepin’— what the hell ya doing here Morgan?”

There wasn’t much of a response from Arthur, only a quiet noise which was barely heard over the whistle of the wind between the planks. He walked over to the horses, checking over them and ensuring none of them were freezing to death. Micah watched in silence, scared to disturb the man as he patted along Taima’s neck.

It wasn’t until after Arthur had checked over all the horses did he turn his attention to Micah.

Micah watched as Arthur’s gloved hand extended out and offered itself to him, he hesitated before taking before taking it and being pulled to his feet. Arthur’s hand draped over his shoulder which he didn’t realise had shaking in an effort to keep warm, having drunk the remaining whiskey from the bottle.

“Common now, yer gonna freeze in here alone.”

Micah dug his heels into the ground, not allowing Arthur to pull him any further to the door as he tried to hold his voice steady. He’d be damned if he ever let Arthur know just how much he affected him.

“I ain’t sharing a bunk with Williams—“

Arthur tutted, pulling Micah out the door as he pushed him towards his cabin in the snow storm.

“Quit yer yapping, you’re sharing with me and I ain’t having any more folk die tonight. Now let’s go.”

Arthur didn’t utter another word until they were well and truely in his room, wrapped in a blanket that was barely big enough for the two of them. The bed wasn’t much bigger, having been made for one person which was evident by Arthur pressing against Micah’s back in efforts for them to fit. The only thing that kept them apart was the fabric of their jackets, otherwise Arthur would probably hear Micah’s heartbeat which was beating much to fast for his liking.

The uncomfortable silence was broken when Micah cursed under his breath which caused his teeth to chatter and Arthur spoke up.

“Yer still cold, c'mere”

Micah’s breath fell short as Arthur’s hands slid under his coat, resting his hands on his tummy to use his body heat as a source of warmth. In doing so Arthur had moved even closer, ensuring Micah’s back was flush against his chest.

Despite that Micah wanted to protest, to go straight to his default of arguing he couldn’t help but feel as he began to warm up and he slowly relaxed under his hands.

A blush rose high on his cheeks as Arthur also relaxed into their embrace, accidentally letting his hands drift lower until he felt the hard press of Micah’s straining erection against his knuckle.

Micah instantly sucked in a breath, panicking and trying to push his way out of Arthur’s hold.

“Shit Arthur I—“

Micah froze as Arthur gently pulled him back to the bed and rubbed slow circles along his stomach.

“S’alright Micah, I’m not mad…”

Arthur held him close, letting him relax before talking again before he whispered right into the shell of his ear.

“…This what you want? Is this why you’re always staring at me from across camp, why yer always picking fights and asking me to robberies?”

A high pitched noise left Micah as he shivered, feeling Arthur’s hot breath against his ear. His blush deepened as he pushed back slightly into him, whimpering at the feel of Arthur’s own erection pressed against his ass.

Fuck it, he thought as heat pooled in his abdomen and he finally allowed himself to have the one thing he’d been craving for months. He nodded frantically, grinding back onto Arthur’s clothed dick and squirming in his grip.

“Relax boy, gonna give you everything you’ve been waiting for— just be good and you’ll get it”

Micah nodded in agreement, a needy, desperate sound leaving him at the promise of praise. He wanted, no needed to be praised by the man so badly that he’d do anything for an ounce of it from the man.

“Oh god Arthur! I need it, need you. Fuck I can be good I promise.”

He knew he was probably being too loud but apart of him didn’t have it in him to care. He moaned softly as Arthur moved him to roll onto his back, towering over him but ensuring they were still kept under the blanket.

Arthur spent the next ten minutes undressing him without exposing much of his skin to the cold. He unbuttoned the lower buttons of his leather jacket, enough for Arthur to work his fly down and pull one pant leg off. He whined pitifully, grabbing at the lapels of Arthur’s coat in a silent plea for him to undress him properly.

Micah mentally scolded himself at just how desperate he was for Arthur to rip his clothes off and fuck him like a bitch in heat but he knew that wasn’t happening any time soon. Arthur however caught on pretty quickly to what he wanted, it seemed the man knew just what made him tick.

“I know sweetheart, once we’re well and truly outta here I’ll get us a room and we can do this properly.”

Micah’s eyes beamed at the thought of Arthur taking him to a hotel in the future, panting as his mind raced with images of Morgan making him fall apart on his cock for hours on end.

While Micah was busy in his mind, Arthur took the opportunity to retrieve the gun oil from his satchel. It certainly wasn’t the best option but it was their only choice with their limited supplies.

Arthur draped himself back over Micah’s body, kissing at his jaw and nibbling as he coated his fingers. The air was cold, only making the oil feel colder as he slowly dipped his index finger past Micah’s rim.

A devilish grin came to Arthur’s face as he heard Micah sigh and take his finger easily, deciding to work his way up to two sooner than he was expecting.

“You’ve wanted this for a long time haven’t you? I saw you once, bout a week ago. Head down, ass up with three of yer fingers inside you while you cried out for me to fuck you. It all clicked in my head then when you started acting different around me at camp.”

Micah flushed a deep red, coughing on air as he realised Arthur knew about his little crush. He tried to think of an excuse, to weasel his way out of it but his thoughts died in his head when Arthur twisted his fingers, scissoring and stretching him open before adding a third.

Arthur dragged a lip along Micah’s cheek to his lip, ghosting his lips over his before kissing him properly. This time Micah didn’t even try to fight for dominance, opening his mouth instantly for Arthur’s tongue to enter. Instead he sighed into it, pulling his legs to wrap around his waist as his hands wrapped around his lover’s shoulder.

It went on like that until Arthur was satisfied that Micah was well prepped enough, simultaneously rubbing against Micah’s prostate while he kissed him deeply. He only pulled away to pull his own leaking member out, bunching his pants around his thighs so he had enough room to move but could stay warm. He coated the rest of the oil onto his member, jerking slowly as he stared down at the sight of Micah below him.

Micah looked like an absolute mess against the pillows already, his face was flush and the scarf around his head had unwrapped slightly, revealing his disheveled blond hair. His chest was heaving as he panted and his thighs shook from pleasure as the weakly wrapped around his waist.

“You look so pretty like this sweetheart”

To say that Micah hated the pet name was a lie, one that he didn’t try deny as he moaned softly. His back arched and he gripped Arthur’s coat tightly as he felt his cock slide between his cheeks and over his hole. He’s wanted this for so long now and yet somehow it still didn’t quite feel real as his mind was clouded with arousal.

Micah’s toes curled and he moaned when he felt Arthur push into him, slowly inching forward until he felt him bottom out.

“Ah— ah! Oh Arthur fuck! Please fuck me, I’ll be good I swear.”

Micah practically sobbed with pleasure as Arthur set up a fast pace, pulling almost all the way out till just the tip was left inside his tight hole before pushing back in quickly, brushing his prostate in the process. His cock twitched from where it rested against his tummy, pinned between Arthur’s jacket which caused a string of moans to fall from his mouth.

“Look at you, so good for me— fucking perfect Micah. Such a good boy”

Arthur’s hands came to hold onto Micah’s hips for leverage, pulling on his slight muffin top under the jacket to help pull him back to meet his thrusts. Beneath him he heard Micah whine and whimper at the praise so desperately needed to hear.

Micah bought a finger up to his mouth, biting on his knuckle to silence any more noises he deemed to be pathetic from slipping out of him. He hated how close he already was just from being praised by Arthur.

It seemed Arthur wasn’t having any of it when he pulled his finger away from his mouth before kissing him like he had done not that long ago. He swallowed every one of Micah’s noises, mindful of Dutch sleeping next door and slowing his thrusts to something deeper and slower.

His hands roamed all over Micah’s clothed body, breaking away for air and whispering praises down his ear.

“That’s it, make those pretty noises for me sweetheart.”

Micah eye’s rolled into his head as he cried out.

“You’re mine, all for me— my good boy.”

More moans slipped from his lips.

“Atta boy— taking me so well, so good.”

His back arched and he withered in his embrace

“So eager to please aren’t you? I’ll take care of you now boy.”

“—Arthur! I’m close— Ah, I’m gonna—“

“Go on sweetheart cum for me…that’s it good boy.”

Micah’s whole body when rigid as he finally came. His mouth hung open, tongue lolling out as his orgasm dragged out with each thrust Arthur delivered, eager to chase his own.

He collapsed into the pillow, thighs shaking as he whined at the oversensitivity. It didn’t last long before Arthur’s thrusts changed pace to something more erratic, picking up the pace as he spilled his load inside him.

Arthur groaned into his neck, pulling him close and collapsing into him as he regained his breath.

He pulled out slowly with a wet and obscene pop, sitting up and helping Micah put his clothes back on. Micah only weakly managed to fiddle with the button on his jacket while Arthur gently manhandled his jelly-like limbs to fit back into his pant leg. He used the blanket to wipe the cum off his tummy, a weak attempt at cleaning up and something they would both no doubt regret come tomorrow morning but for now they were keen to sleep after such a horrific and chaotic few days.

Arthur pulled Micah into their original position for the night, the only difference being that his face was now tucked into his chest. Arthur rested his chin of Micah’s head, littering his hair with kisses as he played with his hair between his rough fingers.

Micah was the first to fall asleep, curled up with his forehead against Arthur’s collarbone. Arthur wasn’t far behind him either, finally letting himself get some much needed rest but not before he pressed a soft kiss to his hairline.

[oinkawa-bb]

first time dads!haikyuu pt.3

request: Hiii I just read everything you’ve posted and I. Am. In. Love with your writingggg! I was hope to request a part 3 for your first-time dad series for Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, Kenma, and Akaashi :) -@lollypop-lam

note: ahhhh!!!! helloo bb~~ thank you so much for your luv<3333 i was rly not expecting so many ppl to read this series!! but i enjoy writing it so here’s a part 3 for you (i tried to add more variety of scenarios for y/n so it’s not all the same!) hehe i hope you like it! thank you for ur request!<3 here is dad!tsukki, akaashi, yams, and kenma

mentions: pregnancy, domesticity, fluff, slight angst, timeskip, fem!reader

part one (daichi, kuroo, oikawa)

part two (iwaizumi, suna, atsumu, osamu)

☀︎—kei tsukishima

he already knew something was different since the day you took the test

kei could sense that you were tenser than usual 

Exhibit A was when you slightly jumped as he placed one hand gently on the small of your back,

it was really nothing out of the ordinary...

so he raises an eyebrow at you, not saying anything, but just questioning with his curious expression

you bite your lip,,,, 

this was unplanned and even though you’ve recently discussed having kids, you’re worried about how kei might feel because honestly you’re pretty anxious,

but when you break the news to him,

the corners of his mouth are upturned into a soft grin

and he quietly pulls you into a hug

you also could’ve sworn that there were tear stains that he left on your shirt after

but when ur in his arms while he’s whispering about how excited he is, you know that you’re ready to have a family with him<33

tsukki likes to express his care for you and his child through subtle affectionate gestures,,

like his favorite thing to do when he comes home from work is envelop you in a back hug,

and he likes to run his large hands gently over your bump, waiting for a kick

when he feels one, you bet your ass that this man is grinning bc he just can’t hide his excitement !!!

i feel like he’d be a super cautious dad-to-be,

like if you’re given prenatal vitamins or told not to eat certain foods,

he has scrutinized the labels and the internet to make sure everything in the house is safe for you and his bb<33

during your whole pregnancy, he’s more logical and clear-minded, but there’s a stark contrast on the day you actually go into labor owo

like i’m talking sweat beads running down the side of his forehead

and his hand clutching yours for dear life as he guides you to the hospital room

during the entire labor, tsukishima can’t be separated from you...

like when you get up to go to the bathroom and make him stand outside, he’s leaned against the door with his arms crossed

he’s acting like a bodyguard?? but like for what idk

he’s quite tense until his baby makes their appearance,

but when he does get to hold the baby, his body is wracked with silent sobs and he’s overcome with a wave of emotion

he’s silent on the outside, 

but his mind can’t even begin to process the monumental amount of love he feels for u and this little bb <333 🥺🥺🥺

dad tsukki has fallen in love all over again.

☀︎—keiji akaashi

akaashi slips into the bedroom when he hears ur sniffling,,

your back faces him, but he can tell that ur hunched over something in your hands...

when he approaches you and sees that your eyes are puffy n swollen,

his voice is filled with concern,

“what’s wrong?”

it takes a moment for you to choke out your words but you manage,

“keiji, i-i’m scared,”

then he catches sight of the white stick in your hands,

and he sees two faint lines sitting on its little screen

he takes a seat next to you, pulling your body against his and pressing a kiss to the temple of your forehead,,,

“what are you scared of when you have me?”

the two of you have a long conversation that night,, 

mostly with akaashi reassuring you that he’s prepared for whatever decision you make and that he’ll always be there to support you🥺

the next morning,

you’ve calmed down and thought clearly about this, realizing that many of your anxieties stemmed from how keiji would react,

but after realizing his willingness to support you,

you can’t help but smile and press a hand to your belly as you look in the mirror in the bathroom

and when akaashi sees this, his heart is so full and excited!!!🥺

throughout your pregnancy, akaashi is overwhelmingly supportive and emotionally reliable,,

he listens to your concerns both physically and mentally, helping you talk through your worries and find solutions,,

he’s also suuuper intimate with you,

bathing and pampering you,

staying up late to talk with you,

waking you up with kisses nd breakfast in bed,,

he’s just the most perfect partner to you. 

and every day you spend beside him reaffirms your excitement to have his child

when the day arrives, you’re beyond anxious,

he can just tell from little gestures you make that you’re more nervous than ever before,

so akaashi has one hand on you at all times during labor, so you can physically feel his support

the process couldn’t have gone more smoothly than it did, and akaashi’s so grateful 

and when he gets to hold the baby against his own chest, 

he’s smiling through the tears that are welling up bc

his eyes now lay upon the most beautiful replica of you.

fugg i luv keiji🥰🥰🥰

☀︎—tadashi yamaguchi

the day you tell yamaguchi you’re pregnant?

he’s probably crying.

no, he’s definitely crying.

he’s also definitely overexcited

so when he went in for a hug, he immediately lets go bc he’s worried that he hugged you too tightly🥺

he’s just a ball of emotions and kind of all over the place!!

but he gets it together asap and is already on dad duty the very next day

making doctor’s appointments, listing purchases to be made, planning for your baby shower, n anything he can do to be prepared

he makes many a few unnecessary purchases

something like a bougie hundred dollar memory foam pregnancy pillow for u 

and a temperature controlled collapsible baby stroller for his bb

his heart was in the right place but his money was not asdgfd

but he wants to treat you like the queen that you are,

so he’s always excited to come home to see you after work

and he likes to bring home things that will make you happy

food and baby clothes and flowers uwuwu

i also think tadashi came up with the idea to start scrapbooking the memories of your soon to be little family of three <33

so he takes cute little polaroids to keep them in a scrapbook

and he also definitely keeps a lil photo of the baby’s ultrasound in his wallet that he often takes peeks at while at work

and he can’t help but smile and tear up at the thought of starting a family w u 🥰

every morning, he just feels so blessed to wake up to the sight of you n your lil bump aka his future child ?!?!!?

and when that realization registers in his brain,

he just has to pull you close to him, plant a kiss to ur belly, and cuddle you for as long as he wants <333

the day you go into labor, yamaguchi lugs like 3 hospital bags frantically out of the house (he definitely stuffed them fully to the brim)

he’s overall pretty anxious but he’s mostly anxious about the pain you’re going thru🥺

with each hour that passes at the hospital, he’s pacing the room back and forth, always coming back to ur bedside to hold ur hand and kiss it many times

when the time finally comes, yamaguchi can’t believe that he’s actually seeing his child irl

like.... he’s in awe of the beauty of his child, just utterly speechless...

it registers a little bit later and he’s crying again

but back home, yamaguchi is always so eager to take care of his baby and he’ll do anything n everything to take care of his child and help u rest and recover

dad yamaguchi melts my heart

☀︎—kozume kenma

so u decide to plan a little surprise for kenma one morning

and he’s all groggy from just waking up, 

but he peeks his eyes open when he hears you shuffling back and forth right at his bedside,,

he sees that you’re only wearing a white oversized tee and he’s about to pull u back in bed for more sleep,

but then kenma’s eyes focus on the text that’s handwritten in sharpie in the center of the shirt over your stomach

“kenma jr.”

he’s never seen this shirt before, and then he’s realizing what it means and his eyes widen in anticipation !!!

so u crawl on top of him and lay your head on his chest while he’s processing,,

“you’re—?”

“yes, kozume. i am.”

he’s smiling with his eyes closed, 

and he lifts his head to kiss your hair before wrapping his arms around you and whispering in your ear that “he doesn’t know a kenma jr. but he can’t wait to meet them”

you swat at his chest jokingly, and he smiles even wider, 

but you don’t see the love that resonates deeply in his eyes when he looks down at you🥺 

bc you end up falling asleep on him lmaooo

but ever since that day, kenma is on high alert whether it looks like it or not...

he’s especially protective of u in public, 

observing those closest to you and gently shifting you out of the way when someone gets too close...

kenma is most affectionate though when he thinks you’re not aware,,

meaning he likes to run his hand over your stomach, admire your sleeping expression, nd gently kiss your hair

all while he thinks you’re asleep but you’re not tho and it makes ur heart explode

kenma also doesn’t struggle to sleep at night, but he ends up choosing to stay awake for as long as u are 

and he stays awake even after u fall asleep bc he likes to whisper some of the sweetest words to just kenma jr uwuwuwu

on the day when kenma accompanies you to the hospital, he’s listening intently to the patterns of your breathing,

so he knows when the pain is worst and he holds onto you tighter during those times,,

after hours of labor, kenma ends up super teary eyed at the sight of his baby,

he’s silently swaying the baby in his arms nd just thinking about how much his heart is overfilling with luv...

he knows kenma jr now... and he loves kenma jr with his whole heart<333

[elysianslove]

hi :) i see that ur requests are open, if it isnt too much trouble.. could u write something w/ itadori please? like, something i always imagine with him is sort of sprawling out on my bed and he’s next to me, and we’re looking at our phones. just enjoying the company without needing to talk or fill out the quiet that has been made. and like.. just subconsciously u both come closer to each other, ending up lowkey cuddling and u both kinda shut off ur phones n like. just look at each other yknow. small smiles. soft kisses. and u take a nap. of course itadori is a wacko but i feel like hed enjoy the quiet moments too. thank you, love ur work!<3

if this is boring u dont have to do it im just very simple and personally i love my quiet time n feel like itd be extra cosy with itadori

hi hi hi i founddd it <333 i adore this concept and i agree that yuuji would just be really appreciative to simply be around you and in your company like he wouldn’t need to be constantly active; he’d love to just,,, exist with you. anyways, i hope you like this <3

━━  surrounded in the warm, dim lamplight, your sigh dissolves into a quiet yawn, and you shift, nuzzling deeper into the hoodie that rests on your body. it smells like him, you realize, and it does distinctly so, but it might be for the fact that he’d just stripped himself of it minutes — a single glance at the time on the top left of your screen corrects you: an hour and a half — ago. 

your unoccupied hand rests aimlessly on the bed between you and yuuji, his own lingering inches by yours. his body is in the same position as yours, only on his opposite side to allow him to face you, and he wears a simple black shirt as opposed to the warm hoodie you wear, but you have no room for complaints, not when his biceps bulge unprovoked with how he lays, not with how the hem of the shirt rides up ever the slightest to reveal his skin. although majority of your attention is on the endless social media feed on your phone screen, you are only human after all, and you spare a glance or two every once in a while, and remind yourself that really, he is all yours. 

you shift again, getting more comfortable, scrolling through your phone, an occasional giggle or laugh let out at a ridiculous video. mindlessly, your other hand twitches, brushing against yuuji’s. 

just like you, majorly, he remains occupied with the device in his hands, but otherwise, he can’t help but trail his gaze to you every so often. he likes being like this with you, doing this with you. the way you’re as comfortable as you are, laying by his side, able to do the least, even absolutely nothing, and still enjoy it. the way there’s no constant need to be brimming with excitement and adrenaline and to be always doing and on the go. he revels in the small smiles that he sees when you spot a post that’s somewhat funny, or when you come across one that makes you laugh out loud, loud enough that you move your phone and face it towards him, wanting to share your laughter with him. it’s so simple, and there’s nothing to it. you could do this with friends, or with family, or you could even sit alone, but you still invited him to be with you. nothing more, nothing less; just to be. and yuuji adores it, drinks it up, appreciates every little part of it. he can never get enough of you, can never get enough of everything with you. 

when he feels your fingers brush against his, even if accidentally, he moves his pinky finger, interlocking it with yours. without sparing him a glance, you lock your pinky back with his, strongly, and he sighs, relaxes, smiles. it’s such a small touch — your pinkies are interlocked; this has to be the most childish thing he’s ever gotten excited over — but he nonetheless appreciates it. he hears you shift again, and you move closer to him, subtly. his phone’s still in his hand, but at this point, you’ve gained his full attention. you’re still fully entranced with your own device, so he opts to watch you, watch the way your eyes scan the screen, the way you bite at your lips, the way you sigh deeply for no reason, the way you smile and the way that it gets cut off with the way the pillow is pressed into your cheek, the way you’re nuzzled so deep against it. 

you move again, bringing your legs closer to his, and he shifts laying more on his back, unlocking your fingers, but allowing you to comfortably toss your leg above his lap, between his thighs. the hand that had been locking pinkies with you finds its way to your thigh, to your knee, to your calf, soothingly rubbing. his phone’s screen has long since turned off due to lack of inactivity, and he lets it, tossing it behind you onto the bed. at the sound of his phone falling against the mattress, you look up, throwing a look over your shoulder to signify you heard the noise. 

“what was that?” you question, but he doesn’t reply. 

instead, his hands come up to cup your cheeks, and he leans forward, pressing a deep, gentle kiss on your lips. the hand clutching the phone is lowered instinctively, until it drops from your grasp, allowing you to rest your hands above his. the deeper he kisses you, the closer he pulls you towards him, till you’re, against all odds, pulling back, breathless, but with a dazzled smile on your lips. 

“what was that for?” you wonder.

yuuji shrugs, smiling softly, his thumb stroking your cheek, lowering to poke lightly at your lips. “just wanted to,” he admits. “’cause i can.” 

you laugh lightly at his words, and at the cheeky smile that follows. your hands, now free and empty to roam his body, travel up his chest, the ridges of muscle evident through the thin shirt beneath your palms, until you wrap your arms around him, right underneath his arms. you’re so close to him now, one leg between his, arms around him, his hands cupping your cheek, body completely and absolutely entangled with him. but you wouldn’t have it any other way. 

“well then do it again,” you encourage, and he hums, leaning slightly forward, brushing his lips against yours, chuckling to himself as your lips part expectantly, but really, who is he to deny you? he captures your lips in his finally, hands cupping your jaw, traveling to the nape of your neck, tangling in your hair, kissing you as deeply as he can, as passionately as he can, bordering on harsh. it’s always been as it is with yuuji — the way he kisses you, that is. like he’s never been capable of truly understanding that you’re his, and that you chose him, and that you’ll choose him a hundred times over, and that you’re the one he wants to kiss for the rest of his life and that you feel the same. so he kisses you, pressing his lips as softly as he can against yours, but open mouthed, and he promises to do so for every night of the rest of his life, so long as you shall have him. 

end note; hi my loves! i really hope this was what the requester wanted, and that everyone including them enjoyed <3333

[yoichichi]

since everyone is shipping their mutuals, where’s yours 😝

AHH LMAOO 😭 I knew this was coming smh (I’m just playin hehe) IF I FORGOT YOU IM SORRY JUST SEND ME AN ASK - I’m genuinely so bad at remembering moots PLS do not take it personal I promise it’s not like that I swear on everything 😭😭

@alert-arlert - SASHA - Sasha. Ur so soft and sweet and I just know she takes one look at you and becomes OBSESSED with you, like lovesick puppy style. She’s constantly looking at you every time she cracks a joke and is always bringing you little things to make sure you’re taking care of yourself and not draining yourself too much :((( I’m not even kidding or being coy when I say Yuuta here LOL. I can just picture you two sitting and chatting it up and talking off of each other until you’re both interrupting the other but neither of you care or notice cause you’re just so happy <333

@arminiloveyou - yk I’m gonna say Armin - of COURSE I’m gonna say armin - however I think Jean would be so good to you 🥺 not only will he be the most patient parter ever, like so nurturing and taking things as slow as you need, but he is constantly gonna be doting on you and spoiling on you. I’m talking paying for your nails, your eyelashes, even filling up your tank - like the whole nine. At this point he wonders why you’re even still working 🤨 his Home Screen is you and demands bi-weekly photos of you to keep it “fresh” 🙄😭 he also is so good at giving you your personal space and being clingy without overstepping any boundaries

@touyaz - Ace. Ace ace ace. I sat here thinking, contemplating, pondering on who the hell would be your perfect match(es). After much consideration here are my thoughts: Suna. First off, the pair of you together is my worst nightmare. But I really think you’ve met your match. He gets on your nerves JUST as much as you do until you both hit a stale mate and decide to take it out on someone else atsumu LMAOO. But also the vibes between you two feel so right and just <333 also he lives for you to call him pretty and whenever you do he’s mentally twirling his hair around his finger like “really 😋🥰” also Megumi - but purely because I know you’d make his hair fall out and he’d be mad cause he’d enjoy it <33

@plutowrites - oh Pluto… at this point who DONT I ship you with LMAO - the Pluto x anyone agenda is STRONG. Regardless, I’ll never forget the OG - Tsukishima himself. You guys are always a pair in my mind, and I’m obsessed with the whole sun n moon trope (which you two fit perfectly we’ve been through this). Your perfect grumpy boy <333 okay we don’t talk about this enough but you n Armin? Yeah you two are just golden. He’s down bad for you from day one and is your perfectly slightly unhinged boyfriend who takes care of you and keeps you in check <333 also I’m just biased for height differences, imma sucker for em :3

@missmeinyourbones - obviously I’m legally obligated to say Jean here 🙄 but no fr besides jean I want to see u with Megumi so bad just bc I know you’d be pissing him off and bc I have this feeling he’d be obsessed with you and it’d drive him up the wall! He’s constantly like how’s she doing ?? Did she eat today ? Sleep enough? And then he gets mad when his heart does a little flutter when you text him cause he’s like no… ain’t no way I like her this bad. Anyways annoy him for me please 😁

@alonezz - me Annie 🥺🥺🥺 ur so sweet n smart and she’s ur perfect little grumpy gal and she likes how much ik you would dote on her <333 maybe I’m projecting but that little trope would be so cute <333 she also loves when you talk about the things that interest you most and sometimes you can catch her going a little pink when she realizes she’s only been half listening to what you’re saying cause she’s been so busy staring at your face and thinking about how bad she wants to kiss you 🥺

[fruitcoops]

If you’re up for more of a series could you possibly write the part of Remus recovering at home after leaving the game (the one with the stick to the face) and Sirius having to take care of him and all that?

Yes, I can! I’m so glad you guys are enjoying the continuation of something I wrote so long ago <3 Side note: I would give my left foot to be part of the Lions groupchat. Sweater Weather credit goes to @lumosinlove!

TW for bruises and blood

Sirius was worried. Even though Remus claimed he felt fine, he was just fine, everything was fine, a small seed of doubt lingered in the back of his mind. He had dozed off in the car on the way home—Sirius’ heart had stuttered for a moment before the swelling-enhanced snores started. His phone lit up every few seconds, but he didn’t dare take his eyes off the road for even a millisecond, just in case.

Remus woke when the car stopped and immediately winced. “What’s wrong?” Sirius asked, taking the hand that rested on his thigh.

“Just hurts.” Remus kissed his knuckles as best he could. His skin felt strange, and the edge of the tape was an unfamiliar sensation next to the softness of his lips. Sirius collected their gear from the trunk, then helped him up the front steps; just as he went to unlock the door, he felt Remus’ hand tighten on his forearm. “I hate not being able to see well.”

Sirius kissed his temple. “That’s what you’ve got me for.”

Hattie stopped in her tracks as soon as the door opened, and Remus frowned. “Hatters? Where are you, sweet girl?”

“She’s here.” Sirius whistled for her and crouched, setting their bags aside while Remus sat crosslegged on the floor and held his arms out. Hattie’s tail wagged low, almost as if she was afraid; she glanced up at Sirius, who tilted his head back toward Remus. “Go on, mon chou, he’s not going to break.”

“C’mere,” Remus said softly, shifting in her direction. “C’mere, babycakes. I need some cuddles right now—there we go. Okay, Hat Trick, okay.”

Sirius carefully closed the door as Hattie climbed into Remus’ lap and let him hug her, resting her chin on his shoulder. “Good girl,” Sirius said softly. A quiet sniffle led to a flinch. “Re? What’s wrong?”

“I fucking love our dog.” His voice sounded even more clogged than before.

“Are you alright?”

“It really hurts.” A shuddering breath made Hattie nuzzled closer. “Hey, good girl. I love you.”

Sirius sat down next to them and wrapped his arm around Remus’ shoulder, tracing a pattern with his thumb. “Deep breaths. You can take more Tylenol in a few hours. Let’s go get some ice, yeah?”

“Can I stay here with her?”

“Of course.” Sirius kissed the top of his head and gave Hattie a gentle pet before walking into the kitchen and grabbing an ice pack out of the freezer, as well as a towel to wrap it. The last thing Remus needed was a freezer-burned bruise. They were in the same position when he came back, though Remus raised his head from her thick fur when he heard him coming. “I’m going to put it on your face, okay?”

“Okay.” Remus sighed when the ice pressed against his eye and one hand came up to cradle Sirius’, running carefully down to his wrist. “Love you.”

“I love you, too. I was thinking about making some soup if you want to hang here for a bit.”

Remus nodded silently, though his lower lip wobbled in the one spot it wasn’t puffy. Sirius carefully transferred the ice pack to his hand and ran his thumbs over Remus’ cheekbones—usually they were sharp enough to cut glass, but now they were purple and overheated under his touch. He kissed each one before going back to the kitchen.

After grabbing some soup from the freezer and turning the stove on, he finally took his phone out. You Have: 20 New Messages

Message From: J ;)

Did you get home safe?

Call me when u can

Lil is worried ☹

Tell Re we send big hugs

 Message From: Tremz <3

Lmk when you get home

Leo is making soup for u

Bringing it over demain matin and won’t let us have any :(((

 Message From: Bliz

Nat sends her love for Re

Remember ice packs and NO IBUPROFEN DUMBASS

Ily

 Message From: Dumo

Sa mère est inquiète

Send text when home safe, love you

 Message From: Walkie Talkie :P

U okay? Sending lots of love

Lmk if you need soup or smth <3

 Message From: Hope <3

Thank you for the call honey <3

Tell Remus not to look at his phone and keep us updated please

Love you so much <3

 Message From: Baby Rookie

I’m bringing y’all soup and that’s a threat

NO IBUPROFEN OR I’LL TP UR HOUSE

Big hugs for Re <333

 Sirius laughed under his breath.

Message To: STANLEY CUP CHAMPS FUCK YES

Home safe. Re is fine, getting lots of cuddles from Hattie. Thanks for the messages.

 He sent a few more texts to the individual people and, after a quick conversation with Hope, stirred the soup until it began to bubble. Remus entered the kitchen a few seconds after he took two bowls out of the cupboard. “Smells good.”

“It does. Are the lights bugging you?”

“Nah. At least I can see.”

Sirius poured out two portions and set one in front of Remus, handing him a spoon as well. “Careful, it’s hot.”

The corner of his mouth twitched. “Can’t cook it cold.”

Sirius’ phone began to ping several times in rapid succession and he turned the ringer off quickly, checking the screen to make sure there wasn’t an emergency. “Leo’s bringing us soup in the morning.”

“Neat. Is everyone else okay?” Remus blew the steam off his spoon.

“The guys are all worried about you.” Sirius glanced back up, only to see Remus staring down at his soup bowl, frozen in place. “Re? Sweetheart, what’s wrong?”

“Is this my mom’s?” he asked in a small voice.

Sirius wracked his brain. “…I think so? It was in the freezer. Is that okay?”

He nodded silently and a tear dripped down his cheek. “ ‘s fine.”

“Are you sure?” He reached across the counter and pressed Remus’ hand between his own, wiping his cheek dry.

“God, I miss them. You called her, right? To let her know I’m fine?”

“I did. She told me to give you something.”

Remus’ eyebrows drew together and he looked up. “What?”

Sirius scooted around the table and wrapped his arms around Remus, pulling him in for a tight hug and pressing his face into his curls. “This.”

“Thank you.” Remus went a little boneless against him. “I needed that.”

“I bet. Do you want me to give them another call so you can talk to her?”

Remus squinted at the clock. “It’s pretty late.”

“They’re still awake.”

“Could we?” Remus dug around in his pocket and handed it to Sirius, who dialed Hope’s number and put it on speakerphone.

The call connected on the first ring. “Hello?”

“Hey, mom.”

“Are you okay, love?” Hope sounded like she was on the verge of tears already. “You sound a little funny.”

“A little banged up, but I’m alright.” Remus gripped Sirius’ hand tightly. “We heated up the soup you left us.”

“Oh, I’m so glad. Have you taken any Tylenol? Ibuprofen is bad for bruises, but I don’t know how much pain you’re in.” Her voice hitched at the end of the sentence.

“Mom, it’s okay,” Remus said gently. “It’s okay, I promise I’m fine. It looked worse than it was.”

Looks pretty bad to me. “Hestia took really good care of him,” Sirius said instead. “We got home safe and we’re icing up now.”

“What’s the healing look like? Sirius said you didn’t have a concussion.”

Thank you, Remus mouthed before turning back to the phone. “About two weeks, mostly for the little scrapes.”

The ‘little scrapes’ were held together by strips of medical tape, but once again, Sirius kept his thoughts to himself. “The blood was just a regular old nosebleed and a cut on the lip.”

Hope paused and they heard a new voice in the background. “Alright. Is it okay if Jules and your father say goodnight?”

“Yeah, totally.” Remus sniffled and Sirius silently handed him a tissue.

The line crackled for a moment. “Re?”

“Hey, buddy!” All trace of pain and exhaustion disappeared from his voice. “How’s it going?”

“Are you still bleeding?”

“Nope, my nose is a-okay. I’ve got a pretty cool black eye, though. Kinda look like a pirate.”

“The announcers were saying you were really hurt.” Jules’ voice wavered and Sirius’ heart broke a bit.

“Well, they were wrong.” Remus leaned closer to the phone, as if he could reach right through it. “In two weeks I’ll be good as new. I was really lucky.”

“Okay,” Jules still sounded unsure. “Mom says I have to go to bed.”

“Yeah, it’s late, buddy. Sleep well. I love you.”

“Love you, too.”

There was a rustling noise. “Remus?”

“Hey, dad.” The exhaustion returned and Sirius rubbed his back gently, letting him lean on his shoulder.

After a moment of hesitation, Lyall sighed. “Alright, they’re in the other room. What actually happened?”

“High stick from the Ravens caught me in the face. No concussion, just bruises and swelling.”

“Do I want to ask Sirius to send me a picture?”

Remus winced. “Probably not.”

He sighed again. “I’m sorry we can’t come out and see you.”

“Don’t worry about it, dad,” Remus said softly. “Really, I’m okay. It sucks, it hurts, I’ll ice it and be fine.”

“Sirius, are you there?”

“I’m here.”

“If he starts pulling some ‘go back to practice early’ bullshit—”

“Dad—”

“—don’t let him. If you have to lock him in the bathroom, I promise to cover for you.”

“Yes, sir,” Sirius laughed.

Lyall chuckled on the other end as Remus groaned. “Love you.”

“Love you, too. If Sirius locks me in a bathroom, I’m citing you in the court case.”

“There won’t be enough witnesses if he does it right. Sleep well, kiddo. Thanks for calling.”

“Love you,” Remus said again as the call ended. He blew out a long breath and leaned his forehead on Sirius’ chest. “Thank you for that.”

“Ne rien, mon loup. You should eat and then take a shower.”

“Are you saying I smell?” Remus teased.

“Yes, I am. I also think you’ll feel better if you do.”

They ate in silence; both were hungry, so it wasn’t long before Remus walked carefully up the stairs. Sirius checked the groupchat as he poured himself a third bowl of soup. You Have: 7 New Messages.

Message From: STANLEY CUP CHAMPS FUCK YES

DETAILS CAP

That is the blandest fucking response I’ve ever read

I’m guessing y’all are alive then???

Y’all

Haha y’all

Ok gator boy

Give Hattie lots of kisses from us and also GIVE US DETAILS

 Message To: STANLEY CUP CHAMPS FUCK YES

What do you want to know??? We got home, ate soup, called parents, and now Re is showering

You’re so fucking nosy jfc

Also cut Rookie some slack it’s hard being so far from his swamp

 Message From: STANLEY CUP CHAMPS FUCK YES

From the bottom of my heart, go fuck yourself.

He doesn’t have to he has Remus

Pots I’m going to remove your kneecaps

 Sirius paused just before responding. Despite the quiet of the house, he couldn’t hear the shower running. “Re?”

“Up here.”

“Did you take a shower already?”

“Not yet.”

The bathroom door was ajar and the light was on when he entered their bedroom; Remus stood at the sink, staring into the mirror as he felt along the edges of the butterfly tape at his lip. “Did something happen?”

“It’s worse than I thought.” Sirius stepped inside and joined him, staring at their reflections. The stripes that marked the stick’s edges had turned almost indigo since they left the rink; no less than six pieces of tape decorated the places between mottled bruises. Remus reached up to touch his cheekbone and Sirius guided his hand back down.

“Poking it won’t help.”

“Two weeks, huh?”

“That’s what Hestia told me.”

“Will you help me get the tape off?”

Sirius patted the edge of the counter and Remus pushed himself up on it, leaning forward for easy access. The first one was easy—a small cut just below his brow. It slid away without an issue and Sirius pressed a gentle kiss to the spot, then moved on to the next one. They fell into a rhythm—one side, second side, slow pull, and a kiss, until only two were left.

Remus hissed in pain as he lifted the edge of the tape across the bridge of his nose and Sirius shushed him softly, moving to the other side. “Two more, sweetheart.”

“Just rip it off.”

Sirius gave him a look. “Absolutely not.”

“I’ll do it.”

“No, you won’t, because that would be a stupid idea.”

Remus huffed, but didn’t protest. His jaw ticked as Sirius pulled the last bit off. “Can we leave the lip one?”

“Not unless you want an infection.”

“You’d be a good PT.”

“I would be the worst PT.” Sirius worked the inner edge free. “I know, like, ten stretches and basic first aid. My bedside manner sucks, too, and I’d pass the fuck out if someone asked me to set a bone for them.”

“Good points all around,” Remus laughed.

The motion pulled the last of the tape off and Sirius held it up with a grin. “All done. Hey, your swelling is down. I can see your eyes now.”

The slight gleam of amber brightened as Remus smiled. “I thought I could see a little better.”

“Do you want company?”

Remus thought for a moment, prodding the cut on his lip with his tongue. “As much as I’d love to invite you in, I think I need a second to myself.”

“Cool.” Sirius kissed his cheek and stepped out of the bathroom. “Yell if you need anything. I’ll be in bed.”

He made a pit stop downstairs to gather Hattie and bring Remus’ ice pack up, and by the time he finally slid between the sheets it was nearly midnight. Remus came out of the bathroom a few minutes later, looking happier but still incredibly worn out. He took another Tylenol and snuggled up against Sirius’ side with a quiet hum, laying the ice pack over his face once again.

“Sleep tight, Re.”

“Love you.”

[lotti-lyric]

hey!! could i please get a matchup with one of the male bnha students? im v curious about who id be good with

my pronouns are she/her, i’m about 5’7, blonde, i need glasses but sometimes wear contacts & my dress sense is like girly emo idk how else to describe it im sorry 😭

i’m an enfp 7w6, im usually v hyper and talkative but i can be chill too i swear :’) i definitely need someone with a good sense of humour to talk to for sure, im rarely serious ahaha- i try to stand up for others but im not always open with my own emotions? idk man i dont like to trouble other people too much with it

i’m an artist, and im also into makeup, fashion, cartoons, a few video games (i am extremely competitive i come here to kick ass >:) ) and i have a v varied music taste, but im especially into pop, kpop and alternative bands (cough especially paramore <333)

my love languages are physical touch and quality time which basically just means i am clingy ™️ so we love that for me 👁👁 if you can’t handle me pestering you and spamming you with texts and tiktoks 24-7 i am not the one

i think that’s about all? thank u sm!!!

charlotte’s interlude 💗-HIII!! so so sorry for the delay!! i hope you enjoy this, you seem so fun holy moly!! i hope your day is fantastic as well!! also i was listening to the song i chose for yall on loop while writing this, it’s much longer than i remember🧍🏼‍♀️

warnings; swearing

i match you with…

Denki Kaminari!! (aka Chargebolt)

this!! ^^

yALL ARE SUCH A FUN COUPLE I HAD SM FUN WRITING THIS UGH

those aren’t ur glasses 🤨 those r kaminari’s now, he’s wearing them all the time 💀🤚🏻 bring backup contacts bestie 😭

he loves ur more emo style and makeup!! do his eyeliner pls

when you’re more hyper, i pray for everyone around you 💀 you both are so chaotic, bouncing off the walls and generally just having the time of your lives with each other

on the flip side, when you’re more chill, he super appreciates that too so y’all can relax together afterwards, having real talks and escaping the hectic day

he’s always there for you when you’re comfortable with opening up, you’re never a burden and he always makes sure you know that!!

he loves when you stand up for him! it makes him feel important and gives him butterflies hehehe

he loves your art so much!! he always gets super excited when you make a new piece and loves to just admire you as you work

the video game tournaments get so intense it’s actually a bit frightening 💀💀 it’s all in good fun!! you both just get competitive and it’s v funny

cuddling each other while listening to paramore, carding through his hair as you let our everything that’s been bothering you 💗

you’re stuck in an endless tiktok back and forth over text 💀