#TYSM FOR THE ASK AHHHHH!!!!!

[walter-sullivan]

Love is found in the strangest of places, often when you least expect it.

What's the story of Rosier and his love interests, Lucanis and Davrin? Was there an instant connection between them, or was it more of a gradual build-up? What kind of dynamic do the three of them have?

Bonus question: What's their favorite things about each other you think?

Hi!! Sorry for the late response (I'm bad at checking my inbox >_<) BUT AHHH... my boys....

it was a little different with both of them i think!! Rosier, being a proud (slightly egotistical) crow was definitely a little star struck when they actually met the demon of virantium... he wasnt as obvious about it as bellara but there was certainly awe and wonder (and getting flustered by compliments and praise) for a bit when they met. i think he was actually avoiding lucanis a bit early on because of this lol... but once they went to the market together and got down to work he got over it. i dont think he realized he liked lucanis in *that* way until much later, mostly because he was trying to be very professional and also not embarrass himself lol. (though he always would go to breakfast early so he could chill with lucanis over coffee)

with davrin though it was a lot easier to see his feelings rather quickly! theyre both dalish elves who left their clans to find their own place in the world, and that shared loss of community/family made rosier instantly attached to dav. not to mention hes like... a cute dog dad which is definitely rosiers type lol.

the three of them are p funny together i think.... esp early on. youve got davrin threatening lucanis, lucanis vaguely threatening him back, and rosier in the middle trying to make them get along. rosier being a mage deffo tries to calm davs fears and get him to chillax abt spite but i can see that also going badly lmfaooo. but they also work really well together so i think theyd quietly learn to trust one another as they start catching feelings!! i like dav and lucanis also dating (reminds me of fenris and anders or cullen and surana my toxic faves) tho i think they eventually chill w each other (ofc i havent finished the game yet but yakno...)

AND FOR THE BONUS....

Rosier loves how good davrin is at listening. hes a yapper abd davrin will just sit there whittling while rosier lays on the floor yap yap yapping. He loves how thoughtful Lucanis is when it comes to their friends, and also his cooking...

Davrin loves Lucanis' wit. I think the quick retorts Lucanis always claps back with early on impress (and fluster) him hehe. He loves Rosier's soft side that he sees whenever Rosier is playing with Assan or thinks no one is looking and has a moment of quiet contemplation.. He also loves listening to Rosier yap lol.

Lucanis loves Rosier's silliness... Rosier tends to goof off during down time (he invented the skateboard in thedas but its So Dangerous) and Lucanis thinks his himbo ass wiping out in the main courtyard is hilarious. He loves Dav's confidence and in turn messing with him to make him get flustered. These two things go hand in hand hehe

[wroteclassicaly]

can you do fireworks with...well I was going to way Gator but Steve also works if Gator is off the board.

Warnings: Language, friends to lovers, mentions of injury, Gator speaks a little rough towards reader, fluff, mentions masturbation, use of fireworks, alcohol, Gator being a dumb turtle boy, smut, and NSFW.

A/N: I had waaaaay too much fun with this one, so it’s obviously more than two paragraphs!

~*~

His headlights gave a too bright spotlight, causing him to trip over his own big ass feet, his zippo flying somewhere on the grass nearby. You snort at his antics, already flicking your bic to life and setting your sparkler ablaze. There’s an amber bottle of whiskey nearly gone, along with food wrappers and a blanket close by — courtesy of you, having stolen it off the end of Gator’s bed. You wave your stick around, dizzy off Jack Daniel’s and the buzz that being near your best-friend brings. Sharing one brain cell, the only person that can be around Gator Tillman full time (not without occasional headaches) — the town cannot separate you two. He drops to the ground, clearly irritated you got yours lit first.

“Hey,” you can’t help but to break in as he’s huffing between puffs on his vape, rifling through the grass with the other hand. He doesn’t look at you, but you continue. “Remember that time that you lit that fire rocket and accidentally sat on it? I swear I thought you broke your ass, man.”

Gator huffs in annoyance, clearly remembering what occurred just last year. You keep going. “I don’t know how you own a flame thrower and haven’t caught your junk or yourself on fire yet.”

“I am my junk, bitch!” He snaps, exasperated as you glares holes at you through the darkness.

The effects of heat coasting across the night breeze, crickets in the distance, and how the trees catch the rustling winds — it’s actually a nice ending to your day. You put your hands up, a snort leaving your mouth, especially right as you spot his lighter, reflected off his headlights. You motion to it with your sparkler, and he immediately grabs it, rolling his eyes. He paces a slight distance, he’s kneeling, his khaki camp tight across his legs, black shirt stretched over his biceps, tattoo on display. Your mouth waters, every imaginable scenario coming into play.

It’s not unusual to think about him this way. Hell, whenever you with someone else, it’s not their face that you see. Your best-friend has been at the end of every single orgasm you’ve had since meeting the shithead. You’re broken from your Gator-lusting reverie when his hand cracks the zippo to life, igniting the fireworks, crackling noises exploding and a fountain of colors explode into the air. Gator struts in front of them towards you in that way, hair strands blown into a disarray, hues of bright blues, golds, reds, pinks, and deep crimson lighting up the night sky behind him.

It’s a sight straight from a movie, and you don’t realize your sparkler has gone out. But it doesn’t matter, not as Gator clings to your energy and finds you chest to chest, tossing the stick from your hand. Your back is colliding with his truck in a vertigo-washed movement. He cradles your face, his breath soaked in jack, chew, and vape juice. It’s a big deal, but it’s also just two people meeting in ways that were always going to happen.

His nose bridge drags along your own as he pants the words across your mouth. “I’ve got rubbers in my glove box, babydoll. You gonna let me fuck you tonight? Teasing my cock so much, n’ you know it, too.”

“On the blanket…” you’re pawing at his shirt collar and he just shakes his head.

“Turn around and put your hands on my hood. You want me, you’re gonna take it the way that I give it to you.”

You’re immediately obeying, sky above faded out with streams of vibrant colors, smoke cloud wafting in this direction. He’s back after retrieving the items. It doesn’t take long…

~*~

He’d watched you touch yourself from behind, your jeans and thong on the ground below, as he slowly jerked himself off, enough until he’d achingly slid into the condom and spun you around. As much as he craved you in this position, he needed to see your face this first time, more than anything. He laid you upon the blanket, lifting your legs around his hips, and slid into you in one deep thrust, one you’d be feeling for days. You held tightly, groaning, whimpering pathetically into one another’s mouths. Your hands held a new, possessive purchase by digging into the plush of his bare ass, pushing him deeper.

He didn’t go home that night, and he didn’t take you home. But he did attempt to light another firework and you had driven him to the hospital to get his hand wrapped. Dumbass.

[abby-wolf]

I finally got around to drawing your sillies! Just a quick little sketch this time but they’re so fun :)

I like to think that if they were somewhere frozen they would put holes in the ice so Seal can stay submerged but still talk as they cross the frozen lake/ocean for whatever reason

OMG THATS SO COOL IM ACTUALLY MAKING THIS CANON!!!!

I was gonna make them meet on a beach, I forgot about ice 😭😭😭

Imma make a post about the story eventually I promise guys!!!

Tysm for drawing my silly goobers, I didn’t expect this and it brightened my day 600x :D

[mintypsii]

HIIIII I JUST WANTED TO SAY YOUR SANUSO FANFIC WITH THE LATTE ART IS THE FIRST ONE PIECE FANFIC I’VE READ DESPITE BEING IN THE FANDOM FOR A YEAR AND I JUST WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW I LOVE IT SO SO MUCH AND IT’S SO SO CUTE AND IT MAKES ME GIGGLE WHENEVER I THINK ABOUT IT

HHI OMG. YOU HABE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY THIS MADE ME AAAUHGHVJDJDJ THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!! 💖💥💖🔥🙏💥🙏💖‼️💖💖💖💖AAAGHHHHH I WAS SO SCARED TO POST IT SINCE IM NOT VERY CONFIDENT IN MY WRITING BUT IM REAAALLLLYYY GLAD YOU ENJOYED IT WWNWNDHGF CUZ I DEF ENJOYED WRITING IT LOL!!! and woah no way it was your first op fic IM RELIEVED THAT I WASNT A BAD INTRODUCTION TO OP FANFICTION 😭😭😭💥💥💥 here's a lil concept doodle i did of em that i cleaned up for u 🫶🫶

[calmlb]

i'm just sitting here rereading the latest chapter of your babyzai fic for the 3rd time and i keep coming back to that one scene in which chuuya and yosano discuss babyzai's more-than-a-little-concerning silence. every time i read it i end up giggling and kicking my feet thinking about chuuya's future reaction whenever babyzai /does/ say something. obviously i don't know what your plans are, but my current bet is that his "first word" is going to be chuuya's name (or a variation of it) simply because - how cute would that be? i actually thought babyzai was going to call out to chuuya on that last chapter when he started crying and reaching out after the dissociation episode. the fact it didn't happen is just making me MORE excited wondering when it might happen!!

AHHHHH I CANT TELL YOU HOW HAPPY THIS ASK MADE ME 🥺🩷🩷

omg yes, it was so hard to not let babyzai call out to Chuuya last chapter 😫 like that’s exactly the direction my ✨writer flow✨ was leading me, but i’m so glad to hear that the choice to hold off has paid off & made the anticipation build 🥹

the moment babyzai speaks for the first time (& what he says) has been one of the things i’ve been most excited to write since planning this fic, so tysm for looking forward to it too 😭🩷🫶🏻

i don’t want to give anything away, but let’s just say that that moment may be coming sooner than you think 🤭

[hammyham-o-o]

I'VE BEEN WAITING TO USE THIS GIF :D

THANKS SO MUCH AUGHH YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST (ALL 100 OF YOU)

HERE'S A CAKE I BAKED JUST FOR YOU:

these adorable lil drawings of Laurens and Laff helped :3

[mobius-m-mobius]

🫂

[rebelsafoot]

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR SERVICE I LOCE YOUR DONNA AND DOCTOR THEY ARE ALL SO GREAT I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM YOU ARE SO GREAT THEY ARE MY FAVOURITE CHARACTERS EVER ALSO HOW YOU DREW THEM IN MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING? I'M IN LOVE THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH. YOU'RE A HERO

THANK YOU SO MUCH OH MY GOD <333 donnagirl until i DIE IM SO GLAD UR LIKING MY STUFF THIS IS SO SWEET

[toxycodone]

hi oxy thank you for being the sole provider for laios content. i am so insane for that man and you've Provided. i hope your day is bright and you are warm and well rested🫶

<3 thank you so much. jksdhfkasjd i think the dunmesh fandom has kinda fallen off recently BUT IM STILL GOING STRONG....I NEED THEM...I NEED LAIOS...i will continue to provide for as long as i can <333333

[derpygirl-draws]

I enjoy drawing Cotton! ^u^

(P.S. I did make this GIF especially for this message)

JRNDJKSNENDNXNSMMSMD YOU YOU YOU YOU

KILLS MAIMS ATTACKS AM SO FERAL FOR THIS OMG THIS AMAZING AWAWAWAW

AHHHHHHHH MY BABIIIIIII SHE IS SO CUTEEEE IN YOU STYLEEEE OMFG I LOVE THE GIF TYSMMMMM OMG OMG MY HEARTTTT AHHHHHHHH

[jup1tersparx]

I have the Rick Rounds brain rot. He’s silly, he’s horrid, he’s sad, his actions are inexcusable, he’s a jock, he’s a theatre kid, he’s filled with guilt and has gotten past being too proud to acknowledge it, he wants to get better, he believes himself to belong in hell, he’s learning, he literally died before he sought self-help, he’s dead and also puts the dead back in the ground, he’s got mummy issues, he’s got religious trauma and homoerotic tension with the devil, he has media literally, he’s cringe fail, he at one point summoned a sword despite having no clue how to use one, he somehow mistook Tiff for an angle, his black water effect is a straight up metaphor for character growth and he used it to hurt people, his black water effect is a straight up metaphor for character growth and it’s slowly consuming him, he has flowers that change colours based on his emotions, he’s gay, he’s prone to violence, he has no idea who he is anymore but he’s slowly building his life up again.

AHHHHHHHHHHHH YES SO TRUE I LOVE HIM SM :DDD HES SO UNDERRATED FR

ADDITIONALLY:

- he was so miserable he convinced himself he MUST be suffering for Divine Purposes and was gonna be a saint and the star of a new religious text (he was not)

- hallowing tends to pick up on who the hallow-ee Truly Is/desires to be and emphasises that (eg: lady ethel mallory spiderification, big mikey. yk. big and scary, person from episode 18 intro) and RICK'S hallowing made him bloom flowers and ivy. and it terrified him!!!!! direct quote: 'I'd rather die Rick Rounds than whoever these thorns are going to make me." !!!!!!!!!

- furthermore: he was SO good at self-repression and channeling every emotion into anger and violerce he somehow managed to end up the fucking poster boy for neo-conservative america. girl

[wikitpowers]

I’m so happy you’rere enjoying my hair questions!!! I also recommend red haired kit to you that one time hehe😎. I love all your postssss soooo much!!

AHHHHHH YOU'RE A FUCKING LEGEND I'M HAVING SO MUCH FUN WITH THESE (anything kit related u can sign me up for) :')

hair dyer!kit is one of my fav hcs like it just feels so right! so thank u for sending me different hair colours and styles for me to think about, ur the greatest truly, darling🫶🏻 AND THANK U FOR SAYING U LOVE MY POSTS IT MEANS THE WORLD TO ME :’)

[cryingforcrocodiles]

heres a leao for u too... always smiling even back then 🥹

oh thats getting the fastest save ever in history. KWJSKJDKSD!!*×**@*@&@&× 🥹🥹🥹 HE LOVES THE GAME!!! HE LOVES TO WIN!!! HE LOVES TO PLAY!!!

what a big smile. the best smile. joyous child. joyous man.

[emmamagorobisgirlfriend]

Headcanons from the reblog game!!

Emma making Fumiko do cute and aesthetic photoshoots! Like those "couple goals pinterest" photos!

Such a cute ship btw ahh <33

- Espresso ☕️💟

AHHHHHH TYSM FOR SENDING THIS!💕

(It means a lot to me, so thank you!)

This is very true! Emma, though not usually fond of photoshoots due to how she wants to be treated as "normal", thinks it's a completely different story when it comes to Fumi. She helps Fumiko feel comfortable doing it, affirming that she is beautiful. The photoshoot would go great, Emma snuggling Fumi in between pics and sneaking kisses in too. It was a lot of fun! Looking back at the pictures, they both realize how cute their partner really is💕

That was pretty long uhhhh have photoshoot outfit Fumi-

(All base sprites were made with Ripplies Danganronpa Maker Picrew, and edited by me)

[gothsuguru]

YOUR TAGS I’m sobbing you are so kind and your tags are so funny and real I appreciate you leaving your thoughts they mean so much

REM I LOOOOOVED THE FIC SO MUCH PLEASEMDMDMDM i’m going insane over your dom!suguru… one night w him could change my life <333 if you ever do a part 2 PLEASE know i’m there 🤭

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

HEAR ME OUT

“Don’t you think I’m scary?”

“Scary? My god you’re divine”

AHHHHH

FuskqosnisisbssbjHWISNSKSOAOAKWAJ 😭😭🤭🤭😋😋

I love two lovestruck idiots who don’t know they’re in love w each other and it’s grumpy German shepherd x golden retriever 😻😻

PLEAAASEE german shepherd x golden retriever is one of my faaavvv tropes OAT !! it’s so so adorable and especially with katsuki cus i know he just thinks he’s so scary ! i got a lil idea after the recent manga chap that just came out, so this might be a liiiiiittle super small spoiler but i think its so cute ! hope you enjoy anon tysm for the ask ! much luv xxx

fem reader, super duper minooor spoiler but katsuki has stitches !, mutual pining, idiots in love, soft katsu (cus he has to be but also cus he’s whipped) (but hes still a little piece of shit) reader is a lil sweetie, short lil fluffy fic, touchy katsuki bc i cannot help myself, lmk if i missed anything else !

before the war, bakugou had made a lot of new little habits.

he’s made it a habit of waiting for you to head out of class so you could walk together. he’s made it a habit of sharing just a portion of his lunch with you, because apparently he’s constantly been making too much, ignore the fact that he only let’s you have those ‘extra’s’ that doesn’t mean anything.

he’s made it a habit of carrying around an extra water bottle with him because you always forget to keep yourself hydrated after training, he’s also made it a habit to scold you for it endlessly. he’s ruthless even as you whine about how mean he is, saying that “he wouldn’t need to be on your ass so much if you just remembered to grab your damn bottle.” he ignores the fluffy feeling in his heart and tells you to shut up when you tell him that he always has your back anyway, swiftly looking away from you and cheeks turning red.

and since you're on the way to his house, he's made it a habit of walking you home. you call it hanging out after school, he calls it 'just making sure you don't get lost somehow..hah ?! don't ask me how ! your dumbass would probably find a way to !'

anyway, he's made it his mission to grace you with his presence every day after school. you always bid him a cheery goodbye, "see you tommorow !" you say, and he always looks forward to it, even when he turns away, nonchalantly throwing you a quick wave over his shoulder.

usually you wake up at completely different hours, so he doesn't pick you up the morning. you always wished you could see him first thing in the morning, but seeing him waiting by the school gate's was more than enough to make your heart soar, you were more than happy with that.

but today you can finally go back to school. after dealing with non stop fighting for what felt, and probably was, hours and hours on end during the events of the war. and being stuck in the hospital for a few weeks, it feels nice to wear your school uniform and feel somewhat normal again. you'd get to see all your friends again and you'd official be a second year. you smile softly to yourself in the mirror.

katsuki had sent you a text a few minutes ago. he'd asked if you were almost ready, and you'd responded that you were only for him to leave you on read. you didn't mind much and shrugged it off.

but today, when you walk out the door, you see katsuki waiting for you on the sidewalk.

you blink twice, eyes widening. katsuki turns and looks up from his phone screen at the sound of the door he also blinks, although he's more unbothered then you as he simply stands up, pushing himself off his knees with a groan "took you long enough." he drawls. his eyes are warm and his lip twitch just the slightest bit at your expression "thought you'd keep me waiting forever."

"katsuki !" you exclaim, eyes still wide "what're you doing here ?!" you quickly walk to him, standing close enough to see the marks on his face, and the unmistakable stitches on his cheek.

he raises a brow like you're crazy, tilting his head "m'walking you to school."

"bwuh-are you even allowed to go to school ?" you sputter, realising he had his school uniform on, you liked it when he started making it a habit of wearing his tie more often. katsuki grumbles at your worries "shouldn't you be in the hospital ?" he scoffs at your fretting, but his eyes soften as he leans in closer to you. you see his battle scars better that way. you gulp at the sudden proximity, he's never been shy about getting in people's faces, although it was never meant to be intimidating when he did it with you, if the pink tint of his cheeks meant anything.

"doc said it's fine as long as i keep quiet.." he scoffs after finishing the sentence, rolling his eyes and causing you to giggle. hearing the sound he hadn't heard in what felt like ages made him sniff in amusement. you reach for his hand then, and he doesn't take his eyes off you while intertwining his fingers with yours. both your eyes shining with longing and affection for the other. you smile brightly at him and even though the doctors had told him to be careful with his heart, it seemed you were gonna make that hard for him. it didn't matter though, he was always up for a challenge.

pulling him along, you decide to tease him "guess that means you're gonna have to be on your best behaviour today, huh ? so you can't go gettin' mad at kaminari for no reason !" you playfully scold.

he rolls his eyes at the mention of your friend, though he doesn't hold back his smirk, he's definitely more open then he was compared to when you'd first started school. thinking about how far you've come together makes you happy, but it also feels bittersweet. "dunce face s'the who keeps pissin' me off, not my fault he can't handle it." you snicker and he snorts in amusement, squeezing your hand and making butterflies squirm around in your stomach. you don't mention the tight grip he has on your hand, probably because you're gripping his just as tight with no intention of letting go anytime soon. you probably look like a couple to the people walking by, you realise. and the thought does not displease you at all, far from it. it makes you a little too happy.

"behave." you squeeze his hand.

"i do." he growls, squeezing back, "he keeps trying me." you respond with a snort. your eyes occasionally fly towards his face, to the stitches on it more specifically. he's caught you looking multiple times on the way to the bus stop, not like you were exactly being subtle. your stare makes him nervous and he decides to finally confront you about it when you get to the bus stop.

"spit it out." he says, hands clammy in your grip, he hopes and prays you don't notice because it's so unbearably embarrassing to have to admit he was worried about what you'd think about his new look. he'd been anxious on your doorstep but you didn't give him much of a reaction, too shocked to even see him at the time, but your constant shifty glances made all the anxiety crawl back up again. so he speaks, keeping these distracting and frankly irritating thoughts to himself just irritated him.

you blink, humming curiously. katsuki grumbles to himself, keeping his eyes from yours. "ya keep staring at me, so what's up ?"

"it's strange seeing you with stitches." you answer bluntly. usually, he likes how honest you are, but right now it does nothing but stress him out. "i heard you messed your face up pretty bad, but i'm glad it didn't leave too much of a nasty scar." you muse. katsuki hums but his eyebrows furrow as he catches your last words, he's a little pissed off that you'd heard about what happened during the war. he'd wanted you to know as little as possible to keep from worrying you, or at the very least he'd wanted to tell you himself. he'll make sure to thoroughly question his fuckass friends later. of course, it also could've been her.

"..how'd you-"

"your mom told me."

he grunts. of course, it was his mom.

that damn hag..

"of course." he mutters bitterly. you don't respond, and to him that's all the answer he needs. a pit settles in his stomach.

"yeah, it's weird, isn't it ?" he agrees bitterly, unconsciously tightnening his grip on your hand. "it looks kinda creepy, right ?"

"what do you mean ?" his jaw tightens " i mean..like, on my face..." he sputter and mutters to himself, unable to properly say what he wants. you understand him though and immediately you turn till your face to face with him. your expression determined as you grab his other hand, both of his scarred hands now in your grip. his eyes widen in shock, embarrassment creeping up on him.

"there's nothing wrong with your face, katsu." you reassure, you'd made it a habit of calling him all those stupidly endearing nicknames, and it doesn't help taming the blush on his face slowly bleeding onto his cheeks. he pouts, fixing his gaze onto you and towards the floor.

"but doesn't it look..i dunno," he mutters, suddenly feeling self conscious "scary ?"

"scary ?" you tilt your head, he squints and looks away.

"i guess." he grunts with a nod, trying to save face. obviously it doesn't work by the look on yours. you're always so bubbly and sweet, he hates seeing such a pained expression on your face. you tug at his arms to get him to look at you "scary ? there's nothing scary about you.." you say sweetly, shaking your head. "i personally think you look really cool.." you mutter. katsuki feels his face heat, but his heart soars nonetheless. his eyes have been stuck wide for a second.

cool.

you think he looks cool.

"i was just wondering if they hurt ?" he tilts his head back in thought at that. instictively running his tongue on the inside of his cheek.

"nah, just felt weird when they were numbing it. but i didn't feel a thing." he shrugs, he suddenly smirks, the stitches being pulled up by the movement "wanna touch em ?" he teases, pulling you closer by the grip he still has on your hands. your eyebrows shoot to your hairline and he barks out a laugh.

"i-i can't do that ! what if i touch them and they come loose or something !" katsuki rolls his eyes at your jittering, using the hand still in his grip to bring it near his cheek, you desperately pull back and his evil smirk widens.

"katsuki, no !" you protest. he cackles meanly.

"it's fine." he insists, your pointer finger grazes his cheek and you turn your head away.

"i don't wanna !" you shake your head, your shoulders shaking as you hold back a giggle.

"yn. you're fine." he insists. he'd made it a habit of calling you by your first name after you'd started hanging out more. you called most of your friends by their first names pretty quickly into the year, your cheeriness making it easy for you to get along with everyone but you always were a little on guard with katsuki at first. he'll never admit it, but he was a little jealous that you'd call everyone in your shared friend group by their first name except for him. the sweet bubbly tone in your voice when you called for sero or kirishima made a nasty feeling bubble up in the pits of his stomach he'd desperately tried to push away. until one day he'd snapped during your group outing at the mall (outing he was coerced into going to by kirishima after finding out you where going too)

he'd regretted how whiney and bitter he sounded at the time, but he thinks it was worth it every time you'd look at him and say his name so sweetly, definitely worth it, as embarrassing as it was. and he'd started calling you by your first name too shortly after. all your friends do, but it felt so, so different with him.

finally your fingers make contact with the staples on his cheek. you peek up to look at him then. you run your fingers across them ever so softly, making sure not to hurt him. katsuki slowly let's go of your hand. unmoving and unnervingly still as you take your time scanning his face.

"so ?" he raises a brow, smirk slowly melting into a softer smile as he sees you smile to yourself.

"it's..not bad.." you tentatively start, still too worried to move too suddenly. he hums playfully. "and you don't feel it at all ?" you ask

"at all." he softly shakes his head. you don't realise you've gotten closer to his face but he sure has, and you end up realizing a little too late, but neither of you move away. you try to, but katsuki pulls you back in before you can get far. "do i still look cool up close ?" he jests, but there's some seriousness and vulnerability in his gaze. you smile warmly.

"yup," you say softly, you hear katsuki inhale sharpy, eyes never leaving yours "definitely still the coolest. not scary at all" you giggle, he rolls his eyes but chuckles. before you can question your positition or move away (or closer) to him you see the bus arriving in the distance. he notices it too and you share a look before you take a step back, smiling shyly at the floor while he keeps his gaze on the bus on the way.

until—

"OW, fuck !!"

your eyes snap up to see katsuki holding his cheek in his hand, your heart hammers and your eyes widen. you're next to him in two steps. "what, what—why-what happened ??!" you stammer, your hands reaching up to grab ahold of his face though you stutter, maybe it was your fault ?!

until—katsuki bursts out laughing. mean, but undeniably cute watery cackles that have you furrowing your brows in confusion until your jaw drops in realization.

the. asshole.

"you're not funny !" you whine, pushing at his arm although pushing might be the overstatement of the century. it could be more comparable to a nudge because even though he is an asshole, you wouldn't want to hurt him. even if he deserves it, you're better than that. you'll just think about hurting him.

katsuk chuckles breathelessly, grabbing your arm while you walk closer and stretch your arm out to signal the bus to stop. "it was funny, admit it !"

"you suck. you're the worst." scanning your bus ticket and walking ahead ignoring him, katsuki quickly scans his ticket and follows diligently behind you.

"you thought it was hilarious." he smirks.

"the absolute worst, the lowest of the low." you huff, ignoring the persistant heat of his eyes on you. he only snickers.

"i see you laughing."

today, you arrive to school with katsuki not at the school gates waiting for you, but walking together with you to start your new school year as second years. and you both hope you can make a habit out of this.