#So this is the best I could come up with (I'm so sorry mah boi 😭)

[naurasweetarudesu]

Skarloey Railway x Limbus Company part 4

Skarloey, Rheneas, Sir Handel is here.

Sinner No.4, Peter Sam! He'd be like: "Tee hee~" 😋⭐ (*smash your head with giant hammer*) Are you sure you're not affiliated with the N corp, Peter Sam????

Next is Rusty The Great Gatsby!

[niamiya]

When you're all alone, I will reach for you.

Synopsis: You got ghosted by someone to which you didn't handle well, and now your roommate takes care of you 👍

Genre: fluffy fluff, comfort, a little angst??

A/n: TBH, I wrote this cause I actually did get ghosted by my crush recently (this might be me coping), so yeah 🤗 but hey, real-life experience makes the writing more realistic mweheheh (except i dont actually have a kaveh 😔) I like to write stuff based on my experiences and i love mah boy kaveh, anyways first post and sorry for any grammatical errors english isn't my first language!! Enjoy reading <33

Your crush had recently ghosted you, leaving you confused and depressed causing you to not want to leave your bed a rot there to the point your roommate, Kaveh, got worried. Whenever he returned from his work, he would usually catch you on the couch watching TV, but it had been weeks since he last saw you other than inside your room to the point that it felt like the place was filled with melancholy without yout presence, so he decided to check up on you.

"Hey, just checking up. Is everything alright? You haven't gone outside your room for a while now, can't help but be worried." Kaveh knocked on the door. The light from the living room shining past the slightly opened door to your pitch black room "I may not know what you're going through, but is there anything I can do to help?" He offered.

You jumped from the fact that kaveh had suddenly turned up to your room. You didn't think he'd be back this early since usually he would come back late due to him being an architect with possibly loads of projects, but even so, you covered yourself under the sheets not wanting him to look at you at this state which he did not take as an answer, he approached you and sat at the edge of the bed.

"Look, I won't force you to tell me what happened, but this is getting ridiculous it has been weeks. Could you at least let me take care of you? I can't see you in such a state," kaveh murmured. You can tell from the hint of his voice that he seemed like he genuinely cared about your well being, he had always been like that, caring about others more than himself, so much that sometimes you had to scold him about people taking advantage of his kindness.

But this time, it was different. It was you now who needed scolding for letting yourself rot in your room, skipping meals, ignoring and locking yourself from everyone over some person who broke your heart. This was the first time kaveh had to take care of you. He never saw you in such a vulnerable state (well maybe because you prefer to hide it) or it would always be the other way around because Kaveh would always put others first before himself which can sometimes not place a positive impact for his own good.

After a moment of silence, you realize he isn't leaving until you give him an answer, you slowly got up and let the blanket fall, revealing your puffy eyes and wet cheeks from the tears, pillow stained and crumpled tissues everywhere, your skin pale everything about you right now was so not you, you let out a hiccup and covered your face with your hands due to embarrassment, Kaveh gently rubbed your back making you feel more comforted as you sobbed more "I'm stupid, kaveh.. I wish I never wasted my time," you cried out to him.

He was listening to you tentatively, still rubbing your back while your words almost made no sense due to your cries and hiccups he was still listening, understanding your state, and trying his best to comfort you "Hey now, don't say that okay? You're not stupid at all. In fact, I think you did amazing. I've seen you giving all your efforts, and he just failed to see it, and it's not your fault," he admitted, truth to be told, he would always be the first person to hear what you have to say about your crush all the time even if it was a slight interaction, He had seen lengths you'd go through just to make your crush happy.

He removed your hands that were covering your face. Your vision was blurry due to your tears, but you could still see his figure wiping your tears with his thumb. "There there, you'll be okay. Trust me, I won't let you ruin yourself just cause one person broke your heart." he continued comforting you through it all to which you sobbed a bit. You thought that you'd have to go through this alone, but seeing your roommate now by your side gave you hope.

"I may not have much experience with this.. love thing, but I do know that not all people in this world are the same. You will meet someone who will notice all your efforts, so don't cry, okay?" Cheered kaveh, trying to find all the right words to say, all his words comforted your heart which was once shattered you couldn't help but pull him for a hug and let a few happy tears "thanks kaveh... for being here, I know you also have your fair share of problems to deal with, but you had always been so caring, " you whispered, with your hands around his shoulder.

"I'd do anything to see your 'too much energy' side again. In fact, I miss it, seeing you tell your day every time after I come back from work, so seeing you lock yourself away from everyone was devastating, " he whispered near your ear "you also have always been there for me when I always rant about my work, and I want to be there for you" he rubbed your back comfortingly confessing sweet nothings.

He slowly pulled away from the hug. "Come on now, you hadn't eaten any decent meal, right? How about I cook us your favourite meal for dinner?" He offered with a genuine smile. At that moment, you felt your heart skip a beat. You eventually nodded slowly. Your stomach had been rumbling all day as he gently took your hand, and both of you headed to the kitchen.

The light was almost blinding due to you being cooped up in your dark room for weeks, but the atmosphere felt comforting. The air felt fresher than the suffocating room. As you reached the kitchen, you sat down on one of the chairs as Kaveh prepared all the ingredients to cook your favourite meal. It's just a simple activity, really, but seeing your roommate so dedicated to cheer you up made you feel warm inside, he was smiling genuinely everytime he made eye contact with you whilst he was cooking the food.

Only then had you realized you were falling for your roommate.

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[ritcchamadayo]

"Hey Epel, let's be partners!" (Epel Felmier of Pomefiore)

"Let's see our ingredients for this potion is Icicle Muschroom (Hometown Visitation) and Ground Cherry seeds. (Spring)"

"And all we have to do is.. Mix them until they change colors! I hope it turns out pretty! (Fluff)"

(Hope you don't mind me sending the ask in this creative(?) way. Have a wonderful day and / or night and take your time with this ask ^-^)

I really don't mind it's so cute!! Thank you for sending a request!! sorry for the late replies guys! it's been hectic around here but rest assured, i'll get to everyone's requests in due time~!

Apple Blossoms

Epel Felmier x Reader ;

[Part of Ritcchan's Potion-Making Trials!] Ingredients : Icicle Mushroom (Hometown Visitation), Ground Cherry Seeds (Spring) "You bet! Our potion's gonna be the best of the bunch!"

"W-Woah! It's so beautiful!!"

The crisp fresh air of the mountains quickly hit your face as you come out of the Dark Mirror, finding yourself in the middle of Harveston's many orchards. Epel followed suit, a huge grin on his face. "Oh, it's great to be back!"

Epel had invited you to come to Harveston with him during the weekends, and how could you resist? You've always wanted to see Harveston and Mount Moln in all of its glory!

"Epel, your hometown is beautiful!" "I know, right?" Epel giggled. "Come on now, let's get to my house! We need to walk past the apple orchards first though, if you don't mind."

You shook your head. "Of course I don't! Come on~"

The two of you walked along the path, admiring all the trees in full bloom. Epel pointed out a few orchards and picked out a few apples for you, and the two of you enjoyed the walk to his house.

"Meemaw! We're here!" "Why welcome home, Epel. I reckon this here fella is yer partner? Nice to meet you dear, my name is Marja. Feel free to look around Harveston, okay?" You happily nod, shaking her hand and looking around the house.

Epel stammered, a light blush tinting his cheeks. "P-partner?! Meemaw, don't go hollerin' round bout mah crush to the village!" Epel whispered into his grandma's ears, while Marja laughed softly. "Come now Epel, man up an' getcho feelins straight wit em! Yer partner's a good person, ya havta be honest an' tell em why you brought em here."

Epel lets out a sigh and nods, turning back towards you. "I know we're here for the spring festivals, but I wanna show you a cool place first!"

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"We're here!" Epel exclaimed, motioning to a big tree on top of a small hill right behind his house. "I used to sit up here all the time when I was small. It's a great place to have a picnic in, so I packed us some pies from home!"

"You're right, it's beautiful here! I can imagine myself living up here instead of the bustling towns, it's so nice and peaceful here." You nod, sitting below the tree. "Come come! Sit beside me, Epel."

Epel smiles sheepishly, taking a seat next to you. "Gosh, I'm really flattered you think so highly of my hometown. If you'd like, you can come over and visit anytime you want! Just give me a holler when you're here, though!" "Of course! You're the first person I'd tell if I were to come by again!"

The wind fluttered by softly, swaying between Epel's locks of hair carrying flower petals with them, and you find yourself reaching out to caress them, giggling softly at Epel's awestruck look. The boy smiled at your reply, picking up a small flower and placing it on your hair. "Sure. If you ask me though, I really wouldn't mind if you decide to live here instead. Because, well, I have something to tell you..."

Marja looked out the house's windows, setting her sights on her grandson with you by his side. Her eyes crinkled as she smiled at the sight of you and Epel happily chatting away while your hands were intertwined with each other's. For the two Felmiers, it felt like this year's apple blossoms were prettier and livelier than any other years. "That's mah grandson. I knew you could do it."

[lightvsdark18]

Some responses to voicelines (Epel)

You and I are in this together, right?

Yeah, of course.

Why're you spending so much time with me, anyway? I'd be flattered if I thought it was because you thought I was so tough and dependable, but I'm guessing...not.

Why do you have to be tough and dependable just for me to want to hangout with you?

With this much power, I'll challenge the headmage himself!

You probably shouldn't challenge him, but I would totally watch you beat his ass.

I'm gonna get a lot stronger. You believe in me...right?

Heck yeah.

School Uniform

It was cold as a frosted frog back home. What? You haven't heard that before? It means it was, well...real cold.

My uncle said "it's a snow cone in a Phoenix" when it's hot outside.

Mah meemaw... Er, my grandmother sent me a shipment of apples. Would you like some?

Yes :3

Y'know, I'm startin' to wonder... Are you pickin' on me 'cause you think I'm a wimp?

No, I'm picking on you because you're a gremlin.

P.E. Uniform

Worn out? Heh heh heh. Mages need to keep up their stamina.

Well, I'm not a mage, so let me be weak.

I work out, but I never build any muscle. I wish I could bulk up like Coach Vargas...

Just don't become a meathead like him.

I don't think I'm the best dancer... I never really let loose at any of the hoedowns back home, so.

I can't dance in general.

Labwear

Is it just me, or is the curriculum here at Night Raven pretty hard? I can't keep track of all these medicinal herbs with long names...

Imagine how I feel, I have to relearn what plants exist and don't exist.

The school library here has books from all over the world. The housewarden tells me to read a book a week.

Read a book a week? I couldn't do that.

Have you ever grown a plant? ...Oh, I see. I could give you some starter seedlings if you're interested.

A sunflower, but the soil at home killed it instantly... Yes, I'm interested.

Ceremonial Robes

Did you know the hood on these robes is based on how the Fairest Queen looked in the guise of an old woman?

Really? I didn't know that.

The Queen was willing to take on a hideous form through magic to win her place as the fairest. By golly, that's amazin'...

("She tried to kill her step-daughter.")

The Mirror of Darkness is supposed to assign dorms based on the nature of a student's soul, but is my soul really suited for Pomefiore...?

*shrugs*

The makeup Vil put on me just won't wipe clean... Any ideas?

Sorry, I got nothing.

Dorm Uniform

Care for a sweet apple? You'll find it downright dreamy.

I'm always down for an apple.

I wish people would call me cool instead of pretty or cute, y'know?

What about gremlin? I kid.

I once got lost in the dorm and stumbled across an eerie basement cellar. I wonder what that gets used for.

I'm now concerned.

Don't tell the housewarden, but just between you and me, I wanted to get into Savanaclaw. They seem like the bad boy dorm. Is that cool or what?

They're a brunch of jerks, though.

Ramshackle Dorm's great. You get to fly solo and be totally free. That's the life, right there.

Not really if your dorm is deathtrap.

Suitor Suit

Even pretending to propose is nerve-wracking. Do you think I should, um, practice?

You have to be convincing, so it wouldn't hurt to practice.

Y'know, it's actually kind of cool how the Ghost Bride is taking the initiative instead of just waiting around forever.

Though, forcing someone to marry you isn't the best option choose.

One day, I'd like to work with my sweetheart and grow apple trees, make jam... Ah! I mean, I read that in a story once!

*teasingly presses X to doubt*

Whenever my grandparents get in a fight, they make up by baking an apple pie together. That's sweet, don't you think?

Yeah.

Halloween

Boo! Did I scare you? If you aren't careful, I'll come and startle you again! Ha ha.

And you're not careful, I'll pick you up and throw you in my cauldron.

Bwah! I tripped 'n mah cape again! If Vil saw me, I'd get an earful about how clumsy I am.

He would yell at you for tripping over a cape that's too long?

Riddle and I were just getting excited talking about all the candy we have to stock up on for Halloween. I have a major sweet tooth.

Same.

Halloween in my hometown isn't all that fancy, but I can vouch for the food, at least. I hope everyone can come visit someday and taste it for themselves.

I hope I can...

I'll scare the socks offa ya! Mmm, no, that won't work. Oh, maybe if I smear ketchup on my face?

You have to try harder than that if you want to give me a good scare.

What? You want candy? Well, sorry, but I gave all mine away already. I'll carve an apple for you later, so lay off the tricks, okay?

My trick is just silly string, don't worry.

[sweeethinny]

Hi, Sweet! Ooh, thank you so much for sending me a prompt, I'm working on it! If you could please write "Just close your eyes. I will still be here when you open them again" for any ship, my only request is that it's in some kind of AU. I love your AUs!

Sorry for the delay Mah, hope you like this Jily Muggle AU <3

Ps: for those who don't know, Valentine's Day is celebrated on the 12th of June in Brazil, and in June we have what we call the 'June Party', where it's time to exalt Brazilian folklore, and - for those who are Catholics - is the month of June Saints, the saints who baptized Jesus.

This month, there are parties where people go dressed as hillbillies, there is a lot of food, depending on the party, drinks, a lot of dancing, and it is for many the best time of year.

Couples tend to go matching, always wearing plaid clothes, with lace, ruffles and patches, and usually women braid their hair, paint their cheeks pink and men - for those who don't - paint a fake beard on their faces. They also wear a straw hat, and everything is very colorful.

A typical outfit for you, you understand more or less how it is <3 - HERE and HERE

I hope you all like it, I always like to insert a little of my culture in the fanfics <3

read bellow the cut <3

"Just close your eyes. I will still be here when you open them again" He said, kneeling in front of her.

"Unfortunately," she said, but there was a smile on her face, a smile that James thought was adorable, and it matched her sun-rosy cheeks and the flaming strands of hair that fell over her face.

“I'll pretend to believe you.” He smiled, grimacing when she threw up again, what now felt like just water. "I'll never let you drink again."

"I never want to drink again," Lily laid her head on the toilet seat, her eyes almost closed and stared at James as if she was unable to focus her vision but was trying. The noise from the backyard party was still loud, but inside, the two of them on the bathroom floor, the silence was comforting.

"Famous last words." He shrugged, wanting to laugh but feeling sorry for her, who looked like she wanted to throw up some more. "Evans, you better pull yourself together, or I'll have to take you to the hospital, and I think it's the last place you want to go." James raised his eyebrows, wanting her to remember exactly where they were.

The idea at first was good; a weekend among friends at James' grandparents' farm, abusing every last drop of trust his parents had in him and Sirius. They promised they'd take care of the house, and it was going to be quiet, but now, when he looks out the window and sees Remus jumping off the roof into the pool, and Peter upside down trying to drink beer, he thinks things have lost a bit the control.

As long as nobody ended up in the hospital and nothing was broken, everything was perfect.

The nearest hospital was over two hours away, and none of them had the ability to drive for so long on a dirt road that it took a lot of concentration not to end up with a mired or overturned car.

"I'll be fine." She settled on the floor, leaning her back against the cool wall behind her and closing her eyes. It took James a lot of concentration to keep his eyes off her perfectly sculpted breasts, gorgeous in that black bikini. Her tanned skin made it difficult.

"Can you get up?" James asked, no longer able to stand being in such a small space with Lily so close to him, even though she had been vomiting less than a minute ago. She nodded and accepted his hand when he reached out.

James helped her wash her face and the back of her neck, trying not to think too much about how hot her skin was and how the scent of sunscreen and Lily blended together perfectly.

"Are you better, Evans?" Sirius appeared just as they walked out of the bathroom, cheeks rosy from the sun and alcohol, hair pulled back in a bun and bathing trunks falling over his hips. He had a smirk on his face, which James thought was the drinking's fault, but when Hestia walked out of the room Sirius had just left, her hair messier than before and her bikini smoothing, James understood what was happened. ‘Or do we need to call for help for you?'

"I'm great, Black." Lily tossed her hair back, as if she wanted to prove her point to him. “Dressing problems, Hess?” The girl was almost to the back door, ready to go unnoticed, but she stopped as soon as she heard her name.

Her cheeks caught fire, but her smile didn't waver.

"Yes, the knot was too tight." Hestia shrugged, pointing to the knot in her tanned back. "Sirius was helping me." James chuckled, noticing when Sirius nodded, trying to look as innocent as possible.

"I'm sure he helped." Lily looked at Sirius, then at Hestia, finally walking towards the door, her ass looking like the hottest thing in the world.

"Careful not to drool, Prongs." Sirius slapped the back of his head, looking like he wanted to wake him up from the perverted dream he was having, his drunken brain imagining everything he could do if Lily stopped looking at him just as a friend.

“You're imagining things, you idiot.” He defended himself, following the three of them outside.

The day was sunny, and even with a little wind, there was a mass of hot air that made them sweaty even when they were standing still. Everyone was sporting a tan/redness from their carelessness, and tomorrow probably wouldn't be so kind to them, but James knew that no one here was caring about tomorrow and the possible side effects of spending too much time in the sun.

It was Sirius who had come up with the idea, after looking tired of hearing complaints from Peter and Hestia about how hot it was and how they wanted to go swimming somewhere. James had blamed him for just organizing this because it was a reason for him to see Hestia in bikinis, because this wasn't the first summer Peter had complained about the heat, but it was the first that the girls had joined their group.

They had met in college, Lily was in the lab with Peter, and Marlene was in the same class as James, and when Remus asked Hestia to have lunch with them, somehow they had all become friends.

It was a unlikely group, James admitted that, but having Marlene, Lily and Hestia around always seemed to make their group much more alive and complete somehow, even though James had never thought they needed more members.

As he sat down on the lounge chair next to Lily, James wondered what she would do if he tried to flirt with her; would she repay or would she push him away and their group would break up? He'd seen how a little shocked she looked when he'd taken off his shirt, but maybe it was the tattoos that had caused it to her.

"I always thought you were too much of a mama's boy for that," she'd said, pointing to his chest, where a constellation was drawn.

Maybe that was just the shock, but James liked to think there was something else, and before she wanted to throw up her guts, he was thinking that Lily was returning the flirting start they were having, sitting by the pool while James gave her his seductive smile.

"Feeling better?" James looked over at her, lying on the lounger with her sunglasses on and her belly white with sunscreen.

"Yes now." Lily sighed. "Sorry I made you see me in that situation."

"Nothing." James shrugged. "I've gotten a lot worse, don't worry…" He took a deep breath, gathering his chest boldly and thanking that his mind was a little clouded by the beer. "Lily, are you going with anyone to Liz's party?"

Liz was a girl who studied with James, they were classmates in the Philosophy class, she was a Brazilian exchange student, and had said that she would have a party to celebrate Valentine's Day on the same date that was celebrated in Brazil, and that it was a party with the themed 'june party', which implied that they dressed in checkered clothes, or round and lace-filled dresses. She had also said that they should go as couples, but for singles, there would be something like a kissing chain or something, James hadn't quite understood.

From the photos she had shown, it looked interesting, and any opportunity to ask Lily out, James was taking it.

"I hadn't thought to go, until now." She turned her head toward him, and James cursed her sunglasses, preventing him from seeing those beautiful green eyes. ‘Are you asking me on a date?

"Could be if you want," He smiled, hoping it was seductive enough.

"Are you asking me on a date after you saw me throw up?" This time Lily lifted her glasses, and her green eyes glared at him, her eyebrow raised and an adorable little smile on her lips.

"I said I've been worse." James bit his cheek, a little anxiously. 'Then? Do you want to be my partner? I can wear a dress if you like, I look really cute in lace.” He winked, just to make her laugh—and she did.

"I want," Lily put her glasses back on, and lay back down. 'Just because I want to see you wearing lace and ruffles… I promise to be a good gentleman and court you.' It was he who laughed now, thinking it was alcohol that made him feel silly like that, laughing at anything she said and with all those butterflies in the stomach.

"Fine, can't wait." He grinned from ear to ear, he would probably have his face torn open if he continued like this, but he was too happy to care.

He was going on a date with Lily Evans.

[okeymakeydude]

Headcanon: Ways to trust [Defense classes]

Link to the last one; Headcanon: Ways to trust [Support classes]

We all trust, a lot or a little, always do. We´re sociable and even the most antisocial person does the same, and our beloved mercenaries are no exception. Here, I´ll try to make some headcanons of the ways I think they´d do to show that they trust someone, at the end a snippet. 

Today, defense classes: Engineer, Heavy and Demoman.

Engie.

This man has "two faces", a saying and a HCs explained better ->here<- and, in a short way; he shows a false personality from the real one.

Headcanon.

"Wanna go for a ride, son?". This Texan likes going about his business and alone, if he needs things, without telling the rest of the team, he'd go to the nearest town. However, he'd invite his partner to go with him, especially if it's someone he gets along with and knows he won't be bored. Be prepared to hear bad jokes all the way through!

You're welcome to his workshop. Like Medic, he doesn't mind if someone gets into but not for long. Silence and concentration, he gets annoyed by the slightest noise while doing his job. Although he'd like to talk to someone like Pyro from time to time, they can stay as long as they doesn't light a match... again.

He smiles more. Look, he's smiling most of the day, but that's part of his "fake face". You'll know that you're accessing his true personality when he's praised for his inventions, tries to stay serious and kind of doesn't care, but his pride will show if those words come from someone he trusts. There's nothing that makes this man happy than talking about his creations and knowing that others are interested.

There's a small hidden box where he keeps the few memories he has of his childhood. He has never felt comfortable enough to talk about it and more about his father, but if he does speak about it with someone, It's 'cause he trusts that person very much and he's giving an attempt to open up, this's a very important moment. There, he's showing much of his "true face".

Snippet.

“Wait, is that you? How cute!” His partner was looking at the few photos that were in the box, had a brown color of how old they were, there was a  little boy in his father's arms. “ I wish I had pictures of my childhood too.”

Engie was beside them, watching silently until he noticed something, and pointed it out. It was a picture of him hugging a puppy, he couldn't help but smile.

“Her name was Tess.”

“She´s beautiful.”

“Was... she was beautiful.”

A nostalgic atmosphere dominates the whole workshop. It had been a long time since the Texan had returned to his past and even more so if he talked about it with someone, but it was okay because he knew he could trust his mate. Suddenly they raised their arms and began to put the photographs in the box, They had a serious face.

“We're getting sad and i don´t accept it, the past is past. Although I would have liked to see that dog... but we're here for something else!” They turned to see him and smiled. “You were going to show me something you planned to do.”

That's why he liked ´em so much.

“Heh, yeah, y'are right. “Happiness was shown at once in the engineer bringing up that subject again, he took out a blueprint and put it on the table. “Well, as ya can see here...”

Heavy.

He'll spend time with you. Why waste the time with someone you don't like?Heavy'd let know if he doesn't trust you, he wouldn't talk much and his expressions would say it all. However, if he does, even if he's busy, he'd use some of his time to talk to his mate, ask 'em how they are doing, or just hang out. HCs inspired by this one.

He'll try to speak more. We all know that our dear Russian has a poor English but that doesn't mean he isn't trying to improve it. May ask his friend for help or advice when he doesn't know how to express himself with something and would feel more confident if they respected him and don't laugh at the way he speaks.

His past. He doesn't mind talking about it but will always try to avoid the gulag and what happened to his father. The past is past, yeah, but even a man like Heavy is not so easy to "forget". If one day he confesses what happened to his family that time, it's because he trusts that person a lot. It's a very important step in his confidence and no one should make fun of him.

"You can touch her". Well, what are you waiting for? He's letting you touch HIS weapon, Sasha! It's something very important to him somehow, and it'd look like a dream if he didn't get angry that someone aproached her. You would have to be a great buddy to have such a "privilege".

Snippet.

"Push! Come on! Push!"

"I'm trying but she's toooo heavyyy...! Got it? Cuz -- Nevermind "His partner sat on the floor, taking a breath, looking at him. "Can we get some rest? I think my back is broken."

Heavy laughed as he did the same thing. A few days ago he started training for the next match and his friend decided to join him. Although the exercises seemed very hard for them.

"Sandwich? This will help little."

"You're really strong, man! can pick Sasha up like that and i can't even move her an inch." They raised their eyebrows while they was grabbing it, with a 'thanks' by the way. "How?"

"In gulag, you have time."

"Oh..." their voice got softer when they heard that, was taking the last bites at the sandwich. " Y'know, you're not only physically tough, also psychologically, that was hell and you managed to escape from there with your family."

"And now, Heavy is happy and around with friends, like you. You are good friend."

"Really? Sweet!" They stood up and smiled, seemed to be full of energy and wanting to spend it. "Okay, ready for round two, bear guy?"

"да."

Demoman.

He becomes more touchable. Well, he is already even with a stranger but our dear merc likes to express himself physically, he doesn't just say a "heeey", he'd hug 'em and give 'em a gentle pat on the back. And both have a secret handshake? Then you're best friends. Demo is usually one of those who are quick to trust someone.

Get ready for the party because he´ll drag you to every one! is a night person, and any place is perfect to have fun. Is the weather good? Party in town! Bad weather? Party at the base! Can't it be possible? Party in his room! Demoman likes to be among friends and won't hesitate to invite them, fun is guaranteed with him and laughter too. Just make sure he doesn't drink too much, he tends to get a little sad...

“Sorry if mah mom's a lil´ annoying”. Well, looks like someone's been bought to their house, their cause his mother lives there! He´ll be nervous about taking his partner, apart from his frienemy Soldier, although he´d calm down if he sees that everything is going well. His past is not that bad as Heavy's but if he tells things like what happened in his eye, about his childhood or about his father, that mate must be someone very trustworthy.

His eye-patch. Being called a “cyclops” only makes him remember the stupid mistake he made as a child and it bothers him, only he doesn't show it, he's always afraid that one day he'll forget to put the eyepatch on and his whole team will be scared of him. But if you show him that he's okay as he is, enough to give him the confidence to be around without it, you're already someone important to him.

Snippet.

“ And then... kaboooom! ten dead enemies, ma'am! ten!”

“Did dat really happen?”

“Yeah! your son with only a few explosives eliminated most of the opposing team.”The guest nodded with a smile, they was very happy to tell what happened at the match recently, crossed their arms. “I´d be proud of him, actually, i´m proud of him”.

“Me too.” Said his mother in a soft voice, she seemed to avoid smiling but you could tell she was grateful. "As long as he does a good job, it's okay."

“Okay, lad. I´m done.” Demoman entered the room before putting some things aside, looked at his friend and asked. “Well, yer ready?”

“For the party? Hell yeah dude!”

They stood up and as they approached they did not hesitate to make their secret greeting, it might seem childish, but they did not care. At the end they gave each other a hug and said goodbye to the old lady, they were getting closer to the door, before opening it, his friend spoke.

“You okay without the eye patch?”

“Yep”

“Then, what are we wainting for? let´s go!”

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[haikyuu-philia]

helloooooo!!! :3 i'm just gonna order mah usual - one cold akaashi angst with extra fluff please???? thank you ~

Thanks for your order! Here is your scenario with an extra portion of fluff in the end. Enjoy (^o^)

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A Game of Truths | An Akaashi x Reader Scenario

Tags: Fluff; Truth or Dare at its best; Akaashi not knowing how to properly express feelings

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All of this had started as a simple study session with three of your friends. Well, you were considering one of them a little more than that and his name was Akaashi.

Nevertheless it wasn't his fault that your meeting together with him, Bokuto and your best friend had escalated into an intense round of Truth or Dare.

Sitting in a circle in the middle of your room, which you definitely hadn't tidied up to make a good impression beforehand, the bottle started spinning every now and then.

Well, it was more of a game to interrogate the other people by asking more intimate questions with every round. You weren't exactly happy about being part of it because some secrets were made to be kept a secret.

That included everything from information about your feelings for a specific friend of yours and much more.

Everytime the bottle pointed at you, you could feel your heart skipping a beat since you were quite terrified of weird questions.

Like that one time that your best friend had asked Bokuto, if he was a virgin or not. Nothing was sure or safe whenever it stopped spinning.

The only thing you could have trust in happened to be that your best friend wouldn't spill about your feelings towards Akaashi by asking something like "Who is your crush, (Y/N)?"

She had promised to never throw you under the bus this way.

"Sooooo, (Y/N), if you have one, who is your CRUSH?"

Bokuto seemed to have the desperate need of being hit by a bottle.

Was he asking that on purpose? Did he notice anything? More importantly, was Akaashi aware of anything?!

You found yourself as the center of attention when you were looking up. Even the boy who was special in your opinion had decided to turn his head into your direction.

By the time you had gotten used to his emotionless face that he presented nearly all the time. But despite answering the questions with as few words as possible, he hadn't complained about the decision to play Truth or Dare.

He seemed so calm, no matter what the question was. And a tiny part of you had wished for the bottle to point at him more often whenever it was Bokuto's or your best friend's turn to ask a question. 

On the other hand you couldn't bring yourself to ask them. The fear of hearing a different name than yours, if he got asked about his crush, was too strong.

Same for answering the open question truthfully. You thought about saying his name for a second, but the mere thought of him feeling uncomfortable because of it made you forget about this idea.

Instead you shifted your weight: "This is the moment I stop playing to get us some drinks. Maybe I will join again later."

Akaashi's glance followed your figure while you were standing up from the ground. Much to Bokuto's dismay since he hadn't gotten an answer.

His complaints only stopped after you had actually closed the door behind you after you had entered the hallway.

Sighing you decided that this had been the closest one to being exposed so far. Luckily this was your home and therefore you actually had an excuse to do something, like bringing drinks.

A few minutes later you struggled a bit with opening the door again thanks to the tray in your hands. Balancing four glasses filled with different drinks wasn't the easiest task to fulfill while you tried to use the doorknob.

Very slowly the door opened in front of you, which made you able to overhear the ongoing conversation without being noticed.

Your best friend was talking: "Why is everyone choosing Truth and not Dare? But anyway, Akaashi, how would you react, if you found out that (Y/N) has a big crush on you?"

You could hear the smirk on her face. In contrast yours reflected the horror that was going on in your mind. Why on earth was this happening?

Being completely distracted the tray in your hands lost balance and before you could do anything to correct it, the glasses made their way down to the ground.

They shattered just like the trust in your friend had some moments earlier.

The door was opened by someone else from the other side to reveal all of your three friends.

First they stared at you. Then at the mess of glass and drinks to your feet.

"Sorry for probably shocking you. I-I'm going to get things to clean this up. Don't worry about it!", you excused yourself again to retreat into the kitchen.

Leaning over the sink you just wanted all humans on earth to disappear. What had begun as an innocent study session, was about to end in a nightmare for you.

Questions circled in your head while you tried to calm down your trembling fingers. And to stop yourself from tearing up.

In this emotional mess you didn't even hear the footsteps that echoed in the hallway. So you jumped when someone started speaking.

"Are you okay? Did you get hurt?"

Akaashi was the one asking these questions. It would have let your heart skip a beat in the beginning, but now it only supported your urge to run away and never come back.

With a weird grin you looked up, trying to cover all the negative thoughts. To no avail.

Before you even spoke a word, you could tell from a look into his eyes that he had already figured you out from head to toe. He read you like an open book.

Good job, (Y/N). Maybe you should think about moving to another country with a new identity.

You showed your heads by putting them up into the air next to your head: "I'm fine. Don't worry about me. I'll clean it up and no one will know that it happened."

Oh, how you wished that you could say the same thing about the part of the conversation that you had accidentally eavesdropped.

"I'm glad to hear that", he said in his usual monotonous voice. "No offense, but you don't look fine."

You loved him. You really did. But this wasn't the right moment from his direct personality to ask questions like this. How were you supposed to answer them?

So you went silent.

After he didn't get an answer to his question, he stepped closed to you to make sure that you actually heard what he was saying. Little did he know that he was stepping across the border of your comfort zone.

"Are you really okay, (Y/N)? Your face is all red. Do you have a fever?"

Again you didn't find the right words to say. Screw that fluttering heart of yours.

It went silent in the kitchen and you weren't even couraged enough to look into his eyes.

But his next question made you raise your glance in confusion: "(Y/N), Truth or Dare?"

Was that Akaashi talking? Or did he change personalities with Bokuto for a second? That was so out of character and unexpected that it nearly made you chuckle.

But this determination in his look told you that he was being serious, like he always was.

"Truth", you mumbled automatically.

To get rid of the stress that became stronger and stronger inside of you, you started to fiddle with your own fingers.

"(Y/N), do you have a crush on me?"

You gulped. You widened your eyes. You wanted to die on the spot. Not to forget, that you cursed your best friend.

Well, under these circumstances it wasn't a good option to lie. This was your chance to spill about your feelings, that were already piling up in your chest.

Honestly you even thought that your physical reaction to his question had given away the truth before one word left your mouth. For once in your life you wanted to be brave.

So your heart replaced your brain in the blink of an eye: "I have. And I'm terribly afraid that this is going to ruin our friendship. But I've totally fallen for you, Akaashi Keiji."

It was his turn to stare as you had done it. For you it seemed like his mind was working, desperately trying to find a matching response.

Again you wanted to cry. Of course you hadn't expected a positive reaction to your confession. It was Akaashi you were talking about. God damn perfect Akaashi. But your heart ached anyway.

The silence was killing you. Or to explain it better the tiny spark of hope in your head that he wouldn't turn you down, which would die the moment he would start speaking.

Tears made their way to your eyes.

"Akaashi?", you said slowly to prevent your voice from cracking. "Truth or Dare?"

You gave it your best to smile while the wholesituation was actually tearing you apart.

"Truth", he answered. As calm as ever, but trying to avoid eye contact. At least you felt this way.

"What do you think about it? Me having feelings for you that are more than friendship."

A part of you was still trying to analyse how you had ended up as the protagonist of this scenario. About two hours ago you were simply studying for an upcoming test in Biology and now your near future was depending on one answer.

"Well, I'm a little overwhelmed to be honest", he began to start something what sounded like a negative respond. Your poor heart cracked instantly.

"B-Because I was planning to confess to you first and definitely not in your kitchen."

Luckily you weren't balancing another tray with glasses at the moment since you definitely would have let go of it. Speaking of broken glass, you weren't thinking about the mess in your room at all.

But Akaashi wasn't finished yet: "Once more, Truth or Dare?"

"Truth."

Your voice was extremely close to escalating as it was already going up without control. Even your volume didn't listen to your commands, which caused you to nearly whisper.

For a second you and Akaashi only stared into each other's eyes. Then his lips moved.

"(Y/N), do you want me as your boyfriend?"

These were the words that made you cry. All the pressure was gone, the panic of being rejected and you felt lighter than ever.

Before a first sob could escape from your mouth, you nodded as your answer. The feelings inside of you overwhelmed you so much that you took the change to hold onto Akaashi.

Surprisingly, but not less overwhelmed, he closed his arms behind your back to pull you into the hug.

Amazing what a simple game of Truth or Dare could make possible.

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Posted: September 30th | Requests: Open | Match-ups: Closed

[kosi-annec]

Goddamn it has been a long ass while since I watched any media Jesus Christ, ANYWAY

My review of Season 3 ep 8:

Deku pls don't blame yourself for losing bakugo, it wasn't your fault bby, god these kids really love to guilt trip themselves for shit they weren't in control over

Lmao kirishima giving his hand to deku when he literally can't grab it HSKHSKSHS

"Going around breaking the rules, you're acting like villains not heroes" ok I get tsu's point on the 'don't run into something that you can't handle' but that line of hers just, nah bruh. Heroes ain't defined if they follow the law, it's how much good they bring to the people, hence vigilantes exist; they're lawbreakers but are doing good things

Oh boy, one bad news after another, tho seriously deku ya gotta have more self-preservation

"I'm sorry I punched you in the balls" LMAO KOTA HSKSHKSHS

hhhh oh god, inko's voice through the phone 😭 that is the sound of a mother that nearly lost her only child HHHHH

Oof damn iida! Going at it on an injured guy. But fuck, iida makes a lot of good points, they're students, kids, yeah they may not be facing the villains head on, but so many things could go wrong. But then again, they aren't really normal kids, and sometimes the right thing to do isn't the safest

"Go throw yourself into traffic" ... really bakugo, that's the best insult you could've come up with?

Hard to try and convince a handful of stubborn and determined teenage boys, so fair enough momo

Lmao bruh kirishima this is a stealth mission remember, OMG DEKU THAT'S ADORABLE HIS LIL POSE

HAHAHAHA IT'S THE FUCKING DISGUISE SCENE 😂

Hoo boy... Greatest enemy of all, the press. A bunch of ppl that just want an interesting story, truth be damned

Ya know, shigaraki really made some good points ngl. People have so much expectations and the moment there's 1 screw us, even when it ain't their fault, boom blame. That's what happens when you're in the spotlight, failure becomes something that can't be an option

OH DAMN GETTEM BAKUGO BUT ALSO MAH DUDE YOU ARE LITERALLY IN THE LION'S DEN SOMEONE PLEASE TEACH THIS ANGRY CHILD TO THINK SHIT THROUGH FIRST

[thehiraihussey]

hc's for Harry and Uma's relationship? (I'm the same anon for the Gil and Uma ask lol)

Sorry these took so long love. And I loooooove these asks anon!!

Harry and Uma met through their older sisters. Harriet and Ulani were best friends and when they got older, they had to drag their little siblings around.

Harry was so intrigued by Uma. they were about six or seven when they first met and Uma looked like a little fairy compared to him.

Uma could careless about Harry and was more focused on trying to eavesdrop on Ulani’s conversations with Harriet. It was only when she got caught and yelled at by her older sister she really paid attention to the young Scottish boy.

‘Do you wanna play swords with me? It’s really fun!’ ‘Fine, but only for a little while.’ after that they were best friends.

A year into their friendship Uma sprouts feelings for Harry. She didn’t even know what it meant but she knew when Harry would give her piggyback rides and call her ‘Uma, Princess of the Seaponies’ she’d get really happy.

Each time Uma would come over, Harry drew her a picture of a seahorse before she left. Uma would go back to her room and tape it on her wall.

Harry would go on and on about how much he likes Uma to Harriet.

At Uma’s family reunion aka when her Aunt Morgana would drag her daughters to see Ursula, Harry (who was invited by Uma) heard Uma sing and instantly fell…hard.

Uma and Harry sleep together (not sexually) a lot. It just happens they just curl up anywhere and knock tf out.

Harry protects Uma with his life. It’s not like she needs it because she can very much fend for herself but still, he’s always watching out her.

The whole hair touching thing started when Harry would be either really excited or really angry or just in one of his manic periods and Uma would just stroke his hair to calm him down.

Uma loves his accent. She thinks it’s really cute and constantly repeats what he says, esp. his name. ‘Uma all I’m saying is Harry Hook.’ ‘Oooh-mah all I’m sayin is Arry Ook’

They started dating when they were thirteen and have tried to keep it a secret but the older they got the more they didn’t care.

‘Hook me’ started out as code for ‘kiss me later’ and as they got older, the meaning well changed.

KINKY AS ALL GET OUT

Uma is actually the more possessive one. Another girl could breathe in the same area as Harry and she’s ready to throw hands.

Harry showers Uma with gifts every day, whether it’s homemade or he stole it for her, either way, he always has something for her.

He says ‘I love you’ first

In Auradon, it’s like their emotions are intensified. It was a whole crying session between them about how much they mean to each other

Harry’s brand new phone gets the ‘Storage is Full’ notification a week after he gets it because he has so many videos and pictures of Uma.

The kids in Auradon are SHOOK™ at huma

‘I thought Mal said there’s no love on the Isle’ ‘I guess it’s different with those guys’

Yes, in a few years down the line, Gil is the one who marries the pair.