#WHAAAATT??? WHO SAID THAT??

[big-teddy-bear17]

Mmmmmmmmhhhu americano from dutchhhhh, I love coffee, it's my fuel. I get so violent without it. Only four sugar packets and a little milk. Just how i like it :)

[opioidkara]

they make me ILL

[puffin-smoke]

The Intern teaching Jean how to aim and shoot a gun properly. Is this anything

[th3-l0c0l-l0v3r]

i HATE this stupid dumb dumb idiot baby >:(

[angel-blitz]

Ernest calls Romeo papa bear btw *runs*

[amuyyi]

venus .

synopsis; you're going on your third year of university, and your friend kazuha invites you to an end of the year ball. parties have never been your thing, but for her? youll make an exception.

trope; non-idol!kazuha x f!reader, friends to lovers, fluff, suggestive, kinda smut? ball/fancy party ! university au!

wc; 6.3k

cw; kinda suggestive, kinda smut? cursing.

a/n; i decided to try writing something suggestive for the first time and next thing u know im 6k words in and i started going thru burnout near the middle/end >< apologies, just wanted to get one last fic out before i disappear to china for 2 weeks!

Your eyebrows knit together with immense concentration as your eyes shift between the notebook on the picnic table and your laptop propped up in front of it, your hand gripping your pen with an unbreakable grip. It was a wonderful day out on the university campus quad, with perfectly warm but not too hot temperatures and a light breeze, and you decided to take advantage of the perfect study environment to finish up the last homework assignments you had. You could see people from the corner of your vision, some were walking with friends, others lounging within hammocks they propped up between trees, you could even spot a group of boys playing pickleball. There were squirrels either digging within the dirt or rummaging through nearby trash cans, and birds singing from the trees. These were perfect conditions to allow for optimum problem solving. You look back at your work. Now, if you just had the correct formula and numbers, the answer should be…

“y/n!”

Before you could even process who had ripped your focus away from solving your chemistry homework, a colorful piece of paper was shoved directly into your face. With the way it was aggressively being waved around and how close it was, you could already tell who the concentration-culprit was.

“Kazuha, what am I looking at?” You ask aloofly, trying to move your head away so you could actually read the parchment. As you make your futile attempts, you catch a quick glimpse of the Japanese girl, seeing that she's made her way to sit on top of the picnic table instead of on the actual very much open seat with her long legs crossed as she beams at you.

“Can’t you read it?” Her voice was sweet and upbeat, as if the answer she was expecting was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Not when you have it literally 2 inches from my face and you won’t stop shaking.”

You can see Kazuha roll her eyes playfully as she pulls the parchment away, placing it on top of your notebook to allow a proper view of its contents. “It's a ball!” You hear Kazuha say excitedly as you skim over the information on the page, “The university’s hosting it as a sort of end of the year celebration. It's gonna be at this fancy castle place that rich white people used to hold masquerades and all that kind of stuff at back then.”

“No.” Your response was almost instantaneous, and you can immediately see Kazuha’s face turn into a frown and then a pout as she whines, leaning forward above your laptop screen, “Whaaaatt? Why not?”

You cross your arms and shrug, shifting your gaze over to the other students enjoying the weather as you speak, “Parties just aren’t my thing, Zuha. They’re loud and cramped, and more often than not I somehow always end up alone.” The way you spoke would’ve sounded quite pitiful if you weren't so firm with your words. What you said wasn’t some opportunity to gain pity from your friend, it was merely fact. Whenever you went to any sort of party or dance with your various groups of friends throughout the years, sooner or later they would break into their own little mini groups, and you were left floating amongst their conversations, left out. You simply didn’t want to relive that experience again with your current college friend group.

Kazuhas frown deepens as she closes your laptop, crawling closer to you from the top of the picnic table as she puts on her best puppy eyes, “come onnnn… Please? The girls already bought tickets, and it's almost our last year of uni! ” She begs, and you try your best to mask the smile that's threatening to form from the corner of her mouth as you repeat your answer, “no.”

She inches closer to you, grabbing you by the shoulders as she lightly shakes your body back and forth, as if that would help get her words from her mouth into your brain and into your heart. “It won't be the same without you!! Yunjin and Chaewon will likely end up hardcore drinking the whole night together, and Sakura is gonna be babysitting Eunchae the whole time!!! You’re the only person I’d genuinely want to spend all night with. I haven’t even bought my tickets yet because I’ll only go if you go!! ” You bite back laughter as she continues to whine, words spilling out of her mouth at rapid speed.

“It’ll be just like prom!”

“I didn’t go to prom.”

“Exactly!”

Hiding your grin was starting to become pretty difficult. Frankly, it felt nice to be wanted. Especially by Kazuha. She's always been so kind to you ever since freshman year, and has always tried her best to include you in social events with her friends. Even so, despite her quite literally saying she wants you there you still can't shake off the feeling that you’d end up alone just like always. You look back at Kazuha and see her desperately trying to win you over, her eyes almost sparkling with a cartoonish glint as she frowns… Still, you’d hate to be the reason why the other girl doesn’t go to an event she is so explicitly excited for.

Letting out a defeated sigh, you rub your temples as you give in, “Fine, I’ll go.”

You watch as Kazuha immediately lights up at your response, pulling you into an all too tight hug as she gleams, “Yes!!! You’re the best!”

“But! Only on one condition,” You pull yourself away from Kazuha and stick up your index finger in her face, forcing her back as she looks you in the eyes, nodding to indicate she was all ears. “You won’t leave me alone.”

The taller girl rolls her eyes as she scoffs, swatting your finger away dismissively as she speaks, “That was already part of the plan, silly. You wont leave my sight the entire night.” The gives your nose a light tap with her finger as your face scrunches up, not appreciating the gesture before shaking your head, beginning to shoo her off the table and onto her feet.

“Okay, okay. Now go away, I need to finish my work.” You allow yourself to smile fully this time, unable to truly keep up the cold and dismissive persona as she winks at you, “Meet me at my place on friday, we’re gonna go dress shopping!” You watch as she spins on her heel and merrily walks down the quad, chuckling at the sight before you return to your work.

…Did she turn off your homework program when closing your laptop?

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Soon enough, Friday had come and you swiftly made your way to the front of Kazuha’s apartment. You had decided to wear a simple white tank top and skirt paired with a bolero top to make changing a quick and efficient process. In all honesty, you were both a little bit excited for this experience but also dreading it for multiple reasons. On one hand, you really didn’t want to go to this ball. The idea of a majority of the university being put into a castle where you could easily get lost and lose sight of your friends was not an ideal situation. On the other hand though, Kazuha did promise you that you wouldn’t be alone this time. The idea of her having all of her attention on you throughout the night didnt sound all too bad…Plus, you did enjoy dressing up and feeling pretty. You sigh as you quickly send Kazuha a text.

Y/n [14:05] – Here.

Zuha [14:05] – come in ^w^ im still getting ready

You laugh a little to yourself at the text, Kazuha was always so punctual until it came to you. You didn’t take any offense to it though, you soon learned over the years that it was a sign that she felt comfortable to take her time with you.

You open the door and you’re greeted with a welcoming living room, ambient light illuminating the sight as you take it in. Kazuha most definitely pays a fortune in rent for this place, the walls lined with large bookcases and a generously sized couch pressed up against the wall. The interior of the apartment was various shades of gray and white, yet somehow still managed to exude a comforting warmth despite the cooler tone. There were blankets and pillows scattered charmingly on the couch and the bookshelves not only held actual books, but also little trinkets of all kinds, including rocks, figurines, and origami figures. The kitchen table had a bowl of fruit freshly put out, and you take notice of a pair of ballet shoes placed next to the door. There have been many nights spent here with the other girls before, whether it be movie nights or drinking, and you can appreciate Kazuha in keeping the space clean for your arrival.

You immediately make your way to the couch, the plush fabric giving into your weight as you get comfortable. A few minutes of aimless scrolling on your phone pass before Kazuha emerges from the nearby hallway, her long black hair ruffled in an intentional way as she wore a black tank top and jeans with a matching jean jacket that slightly slipped off her shoulders, exposing them. You find yourself staring a little longer than usual, taking in the sight before you. Of course, Kazuha was always beautiful— all of your friends were, but something about her outfit and hair and light makeup she put the effort into doing for a simple girls day out with you made your throat unexpectedly run dry.

In all honesty, ever since you first met Kazuha you have always thought she was incredibly attractive, and her kindness and bright personality that came out as you two got closer made her even more desirable; but the idea of ruining the first friend you made in college with a dumb crush immediately steered you away from making any moves beyond platonic. Most of the time you can forget that you even felt anything towards her in the first place, with schoolwork often taking up most of your brainspace— but not this time, apparently. You try to not let your eyes linger on her for too long before she speaks up.

“You ready?” She asks, snapping you out of your trance as she smiles, twirling her car keys along her index finger. You get up from your seat, clearing your mind from your previous intrusive thoughts as you nod, following her out of the apartment and into her car.

The ride to the boutique was enough to completely make you forget about whatever ideas you had before, the pair of you singing all kinds of songs as the world seems to pass you two by on the road. Kazuha had an impressive roster of j-pop music queued up for the ride, and you found yourself silently admiring her as she loudly sang the lyrics out the window as she drove, giving the sky a performance that could never be replicated.

You always seem to forget that the girl was practically born for the arts— from dancing to singing or just general charm, Kazuha was a perfect candidate to become a celebrity or the other. She was beyond good at what she did. It was only reasonable for her to pursue a performing arts major, and you were certain that after graduation you’d see her on the big screen, dancing and singing for the whole world to see. You could only hope that out of everyone in the world who would listen, she’d still find you. You try to follow along with her singing, but you don't know even a fraction of Japanese, and Kazuha can't help but laugh at your efforts. Smiling, you look out the window to try and hide your blush.

Once the two of you arrive at the boutique off campus, Kazuha was quick to drag you towards the wide variety of dresses lined up on the walls, “so… what kind of dress are you thinking?” She asks excitedly, already rummaging through dresses while constantly looking between you and the rack, “I think you should go for something that's gonna enunciate your curves, you got a hot bod.” The comment was so lighthearted and so painfully platonic, yet it still made your cheeks warm. You can’t be feeling these things right now. You dismissively wave your hand as you respond, “don't tease me, Zuha.. besides, aren't you supposed to be looking for dresses for yourself?”

The taller girl furrows her brows as she grabs your forearm, giving it a firm squeeze, “I’m being serious y/n, you’re crazy hot. Give yourself some more credit!” She shifts her attention back to the dresses and her eyes catch sight of a bundle of blue fabric, pulling it off the rack she shoves it into your arms and guides you to the dressing room, “try this on, I’m gonna find some more dresses for you!!”

You were left dumbfounded by Kazuhas words within the changing room for a moment before you pat your cheeks, forcing yourself to focus on the task at hand before trying on the dress. The way she spoke to you felt way too much like a girl talking to another one of her “girl friends” and it made your stomach churn, but you repressed the feelings as you slipped on the blue fabric. It took a bit of effort, but after fighting the tightness you were able to get the dress on. It definitely hugged your body well, being a bodycon style and all, but you felt like a ball at a castle calls for a more dramatic and elegant look.

You step out of the changing room, looking around for your friend as she quickly shuffles her way back, her face partially masked by the comically tall tower of clothing she carried within her hands. Her eyes scanned you from top to bottom, eyebrows raised as she takes in your appearance, smirking a little at how shy you become. “I… don't think this one is good for the ball, it kinda feels like I’m going to the bar?” You sheepishly comment, suddenly shrinking and trying to hide your body from your friend as she places the dresses on the bench nearby.

She places a finger on her chin and her other hand on her hip as her eyes glaze over you again, deep in thought as she nods. “Yeah, youre right… but you still look great, you should wear something like that for my birthday,” she smiled mischievously, but you could tell she was being serious with her words. You try to stop your heart from practically racing out of your chest as you quickly grab another dress from the pile, disappearing into the changing room as Kazuha giggles.

Soon enough, you and Kazuha are practically going through a real life movie montage, with you trying on every dress she suggests and her sitting down and giving you her opinions. You had tried on a flowy red dress that was off the shoulder, and the color was great but Kazuha wasn’t much of a fan of the shape. There was a champagne dress that was very princess-like, but was just simply too much. The layers and the itchiness and overload of glitter made you want to die. This continued on with just about every color and style of dress until the ravenette hands you a long white dress, throwing you a thumbs up and a wink as you disappear back into the changing room. Honestly this was all fun, but if this wasn't the piece for you after going through what felt like thousands before, you were just going to show up in a t-shirt and shorts.

As you slip on this dress, you notice the amount of detail put into it. It was an off the shoulder dress with a leg slit in which the fabric twists around your hips almost like if it were a flower. It hugged your body well, but it wasn't suffocating whatsoever, and the fabric was surprisingly comfortable with a shimmery sheen on top. It was beautiful, but you couldn't manage to zip up the back of the dress by yourself. You poke your head out and meet the gaze of Kazuha, waving your hand to beckon her over and into the room with you.

You couldn't help but notice the way her eyes widened when she saw you, and how they eased over every part of your body for just a little bit too long. You let out an uncomfortable yet soft cough and she snaps her attention back to you, “This.. This might be the dress!” She says, putting on a smile as you laugh at her response, “yeah? You think so?” And she nods, shooting you a comical double thumbs up as you continue, “I need help with the zipper, though. Do you mind?” You turn around and expose your bare back to the other girl.

You try to keep your gaze downwards as you feel her fingers trail down your back, all too scared to accidentally make eye contact with her while so vulnerable. Still, it seemed like the harder you tried to not do it, the more prompted you were to do so. Sparing a glance into the mirror it's nearly impossible to notice how Kazuha bites her lip, her fingers shaking as she zips up the dress for you, almost as if she was scared to touch you. You can feel her breath on the back of your neck and you shiver, realizing she's gotten closer. Her eyes dart up to meet yours within the reflection, and you’re left there frozen like a deer in the headlights. Her hands slowly trail down your sides and firmly land on your hips as she once again drinks in the sight of you, but this time, there's nowhere to go.

All of a sudden it became very very hard to think. For the first time, you see Kazuha’s eyes darken, and you cannot figure out what could possibly be going on in her mind. Hell, you can barely figure out what's going on in your own. She still hasn't broken eye contact with an unreadable poker face as she wraps her arms completely around your hips, pulling you closer and completely pressing your bodies together. You gasp at the sudden contact, feeling heat shoot through the entirety of your body, your ass pressed up against her core. What is she doing? What are you doing? You close your eyes, unable to look at the vulgar spectacle before you. She leans down and gently places her chin on your shoulder as she leans into the cook of your neck, and you feel the ghost of her lips hovering over the sensitive skin, waiting. The sensation causes the quietest whisper of a whimper to escape your lips.

And just like that, it was as if a switch flipped. “You look so pretty!~” she cooes, squeezing your body and rocking the both of you side to side in a playful (and very platonic) embrace as she grins, “You’re going to catch so many eyes at the ball. I’ll let you change and we’ll buy this dress then head out, yeah?” The words flow out so fast, Kazuha manages to slip out of the small changing room before you could even process what happened.

As soon as you hear the sound of her footsteps fading, you press you back up against the cold mirror, hand on your chest as you feel your heart threaten to give in. You squeeze your thighs together as you try to calm every nerve in your body that was working over time (it was all of them.)

Sweat forms on the top of your forehead as you shakily breathe out, “fuck…”

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The next few days following the “dress incident” as you very originally named, went by painfully slow. Seeing as it was the end of the school year, you had already finished all of your finals and you were simply left sitting alone in your apartment trapped within your thoughts as the days passed. There isn't any more schoolwork to keep you distracted, but frankly, you dont think even all the assignments in the world could keep you from thinking about what happened in that dressing room. You haven't texted Kazuha since. How could you? What even was that? There had to be a logical explanation for… whatever that was, surely. You’ve known Kazuha for around three years now, and not once has she ever done anything to show you she may like you more than platonically.

The situation left you so distressed, you sought out solace in the form of your roommate, Sakura. You’re left restlessly pacing the living room, biting your nails as you retell the story, the older girl’s eyes following your every move. After seeing you do about 30 rounds around the coffee table, Sakura finally decides to speak up. “Y/n… you do know Kazuha has always treated you differently than the rest of us, right?”

Almost comically, your neck snaps towards your roommate as you dash over to her, grabbing her firmly by the shoulders as your eyes widen, staring her down with a stress driven craze, “what.”

Sakura immediately raises her hands in defense, dropping her phone as she is practically pinned against the couch by your unexpected strength. “I-I’m just saying..! Kazuha has always been a pretty shy and reserved person. I mean, she can hold conversations well with just about anyone just fine. But with you? I've never seen her so outwardly affectionate to anyone. She's always touching you and being… silly? I don't know. At least with me, she’s upbeat sure, but she's usually so much quieter, never latching onto my arm, whining, or always trying to get my attention in any way… I'm sure it's the same for the others too…”

As the older girl’s words trail off, your grip on her loosens, and you can see her sigh in relief as you collapse on the couch next to her, lost in thought. Did Kazuha really treat you differently? “But I thought she was just, I don't know, treating me like one of her girl friends? Gal pals or whatever?”

Sakura simply shrugs at this response, “Maybe to her, you’re more than that.”

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You sit in the passenger seat of Sakura’s car as you wait in front of Eunchae’s dorm building. Alongside the dress from the store, your hair was tied up into a low bun held in place with a white floral hair stick and accented with a gold arm cuff and necklace that crawled up your body nicely. Sakura had a light pink mermaid style dress on with pearl accents, and you can catch a glance of Eunchae waddling her way over, her hair in an adorable high ponytail to match with her puffy blue dress.

You exchange pleasantries with the younger girl before turning your attention to your phone, nervously nibbling on the pad of your thumb as you quickly send a text to the girl whos been driving you crazy.

Y/n [19:56] – Kkura, Eunchae, and I will be there in five.

Zuha [19:56] – yay!! can't wait to see you in that pretty dress <33

You bite the inside of your cheek, feeling the blush rush to your face.

Y/n [19:57] – What dress are you wearing btw? I didn't see you buy one at the boutique.

Zuha [19:58] – its a surprise～～ (^з^)-☆

“Who are you texting??” Eunchae’s voice rings out, and you immediately shut off your phone in a mild panic as she leans over your shoulder, frowning at the black screen before her.

“Just letting Zuha know we’re on our way– and put your seatbelt on.” You realize how much you sound like a mother in that moment, and it shows on your face, cringing at yourself as Eunchae snickers, returning to her seat as you make your way to the castle.

To describe the venue as grand was an understatement. Your eyes are met with towering spires that stretch dramatically into the sky. The castle was constructed entirely of stone, its walls weathered from the centuries of its existence, dark green ivy leaves crawling up its exterior, giving the fortress a sense of timelessness and majesty. “Wooaaah!! This looks even prettier than the pictures!! They must’ve paid a fortune for this place,” Eunchae’s upbeat cheer interrupts the serene experience as you and Sakura look at each other, laughing as you guide the younger girl down the cobblestone path and toward the crowd.

It felt like all of the university was here at the castle, the courtyard becoming a hive of activity as people shuffled their way in and out through the main doors and from the main hall. The dimly lit grandeur of the hallway before you left you awestruck, casting long shadows that helped illuminate the faces of the individuals passing you by. You spot Kazuha almost too quickly within the crowd, her hair placed elegantly along her bare shoulders as you finally get a look at the dress she picked out for this occasion. She chose the color black for her dress, almost as if to intentionally match your own. The dress was strapless, showcasing her shoulders with a sweetheart neckline that had a hypnotic type of allure to it. The top was fitted, hugging her body and torso to excellently showcase her slim figure before flowing out into a multi layered floor-level skirt. Alongside this, she wears a pair of long black gloves and a pearl necklace that enhances Kazuha’s beauty tenfold, her aura emitting a sense of timelessness and grace. She looked beyond gorgeous, like a black swan. You feel your ears grow hot and your stomach do flips as Sakura gives you a reassuring squeeze on your hand, smiling softly as she guides you and Eunchae towards the group.

Yunjin and Chaewon hold Kazuha in conversation, and you can see a small smile form on her lips as she listens to the duo intently. As the three of you approach, you lock eyes with Yunjin, who grins at your arrival, playfully moving past Kazuha and Chaewon as she wraps her arms around your neck, pulling you into a warm embrace. “y/n!! You made it!!” You get a whiff of her perfume and are immediately hit with a woody scent with a mix of citrus, which you think is fitting with her short green dress and bright orange hair. You laugh into the hug, giving her a light squeeze before looking over at Kazuha.

You swear you see her eyebrow twitch for a millisecond before Yunjin glances at the other girl. Giggling, she leans in and whispers into your ear, “She’s been talking about you all night, by the way.”

Cheeks now embarrassingly flushed, Yunjin pulls away, and you can see Kazuha glaring daggers into the back of Yunjins head as Chaewon sighs, pulling her partner away from you and linking their arms together. The bob-haired girl wore a blood red maxi dress, with matching stiletto heels to boot. She had an authoritative energy to her tonight, and if she wasn’t your friend, you think you would’ve been a little intimidated. “Let the girl breathe, Jen.”

You sheepishly smile as Yunjin sticks her tongue out at the shorter girl, beckoning for Sakura and Eunchae to join as they chatter amongst themselves, leaving you and Kazuha off to the side. After exploding Yunjin with her mind, Kazuha’s gaze softens as she walks up to you, her breath hitching as she opens her mouth, but nothing comes out. You giggle at the sight as she grabs your hands with her gloved ones, looking you in the eyes as she speaks, “you look stunning tonight, y/n,” and the words held a completely different meaning this time. She’s complimented you before– countless times really, but they held a different weight now. It was different now that you could feel an unseen electricity between you two. It was different now because of what she did (or didn't do) to you in the changing room that day.

Blushing, you squeeze her hands, “You look beautiful as well, Kazuha.” Your words were breathless and shy, and you think about how embarrassing it is to say that she quite literally took your breath away with her look tonight. You’re not too sure how long you and Kazuha stood there in the middle of the hall, simply staring at each other as the world seemed to no longer exist around you, but the sound of a cough brings the both of you back down to reality.

“Wanna go to the dance floor? They also have food and drinks,” Chaewon suggests, already leading the group as you can now clearly see how flushed Kazuha’s cheeks are, and you melt at the sight, intertwining your fingers with hers as you follow the group onwards.

The rest of the night was spent dancing and enjoying your time off with your friends. Eunchae was socializing with just about any person who crossed paths with her, Sakura having to hold her back to ensure she didn't get lost. As expected, Yunjin and Chaewon had actually already pregamed the event, but still had more alcohol hidden within their dresses. They offered you a shot, but you declined (much to Yunjins dismay.)

Despite Kazuha being rather introverted and soft spoken most of the time, she definitely had more friends than you realized. Almost every five minutes she would be approached by some group of girls or a lone guy and she’d end up in a conversation that would leave you off to the side. Despite this, Kazuha was an expert at staying true to her word. She always held your hand within hers, sparing glances back at you and playing with your fingers while socializing, almost as if silently saying, “I’m still with you.”

The gesture was sweet, and you really did appreciate it all. But as the night wagered on, you couldn't help but feel that familiar prickling feeling creeping up on you once again. The amount of people brushing up against you made your skin crawl, and the music seemed to be all consuming and suffocating despite the large size of the room you were in. Even holding onto Kazuha's hand was beginning to feel like too much. You frown.

You watch as Kazuha chats with a girl you recognize as Danielle, and you tug a little bit on her arm, catching the taller girl’s attention as she leans over to you, offering an ear as Danielle continues to ramble on. “I think I’m going to get some air!” You try to speak over the music, and it takes a moment for the words to register in her mind, “Do you want me to come with you?” She asks, her eyes caring as she looks into yours, and you want to say “yes, always,” but the rhythm from above begins to shift, and you watch as Danielle’s eyes light up as she grabs hold of Kazhua.

“Oh my god. I love this song, we HAVE to dance, come on!!”

Soon enough your hands break away from one another, and you try to give a reassuring smile to Kazuha who tried to make her way back to you, but ended up getting swept away by Danielle into the sea of people rotating to the dance floor. The smile on your lips drops as soon as she is no longer in sight, and you take a moment to look around. The other girls were nowhere in sight, and there were only strangers surrounding you as you awkwardly mumbled half hearted apologies, desperate to be anywhere but here.

After running through what felt like endless hallways, you burst through a set of wooden doors. Your face is hit with a cool breeze and you finally feel like you can breathe.

You sigh and rub your head, taking in the cold night air as you try to calm yourself down. How ironic. You were so insistent on not being left alone on this night, and when you get what you want, you choose to return to the familiar feeling of solidarity.

Taking in your surroundings, you realize you have ended up on an unused balcony, the stone flooring facing out into the forest beyond. The faint flickering of fireflies emerge from the darkness, and you take a moment to simply just take it all in— to ground yourself. The muffled booming of music from inside lingers, and you close your eyes, leaning over the balcony in contentment.

“Y’know, I don’t think we’re allowed here.”

Kazuha’s warm voice rings out, and you twirl around, finding the taller girl smiling at you softly. She joins your side, staring off into the forest before looking back at you. “Are you okay?”

You hum in response, nodding as you breathe out, eyes focused on the fireflies ahead. “yeah, it was just getting really overwhelming in there…”

Kazuha stays silent, also staring off as a comfortable silence drapes over you two. You can't help but let your mind linger again to the changing room instance, and you look back at the ravenette. She seemed completely unphased by the situation, and you start to wonder if it even happened at all. You open your mouth, wanting to ask what exactly you two were, but the sound of the music inside slowing down catches Kazuha’s attention.

Her ears perk at the tune, and she shifts her gaze back to you, offering her gloved hand just like she did at the very start of this night. “May I have this dance?”

The question catches you completely off guard, and you can't help but laugh, all tension within your mind and body letting loose. “What?? Right now?”

Kazuha gives a gummy smile, “yes. I’d like to dance with you. Right here, right now.”

Your laughter continues and rings out into the night, it’s a wonderful feeling. “Zuha, you know I can't dance,” you chuckle, and despite this truth, you still allow her to take your hand in hers.

“Then just follow my lead.”

You’re pulled into her body, and its a softer experience than before. She guides your free hand onto her shoulder before she places hers on the small of your back. You ease into her touch as she leads the way, taking the first steps and guiding your body to follow. It was clumsy and messy at first, with several instances of you stumbling on your feet and needing Kazuha to keep you up, but it didn't matter at all.

How could it? How could anything else matter in the world right now when the moonlight above framed her face so perfectly? When the shine of the fireflies are dull compared to the woman before you right now?

The both of you laugh as she twirls you in sync with the muffled tune of the song, and you can't help but let out a surprised yelp as she dips you, your hair flying back as you are given a clear sight of the canvas of stars just above the two of you. It was stunning, romantic, even. Kazuha lifts you back up, and suddenly your lips are centimeters apart. You feel her hot breath against your lips, and you suddenly feel like you’ve been transported back to that cramped room.

You feel Kazuha hesitate, before she asks, in barely a whisper, “C-Can I…?”

You would have laughed at the question, the words being so upfront yet so scared coming out of her lips if you didn't so desperately want it as well.

“Please.”

Kazuhas lips immediately press against yours, and it's sweet. It's intentional and tender, full of pent up emotions that threaten to overflow, but the need in the way she tightens her grip on you is strong. She's waited so long for this, and she wants to enjoy it all, but she's holding back, scared that you'll slip away again. Her lips taste like cherries, and it's a wonderful flavor. A flavor you’ve waited three years to taste. You find yourself licking your own lips as you pull away, your arms wrapped around her neck as your faces remain close.

“Is this what you wanted to do when you cornered me back at the boutique?” You whisper, your lips teasingly hovering over Kazuha’s, pulling back when she tries to meet them. You smile mischievously as you see her grow impatient.

“Something like that.”

She's suddenly latched onto you again, lips pressing against yours with more pressure as you gasp, your hand instinctively flying to her hair as you dig your nails into her scalp. A sound you’d never expect to ever come out of such a quiet girl erupts from Kazuha’s throat.

A growl.

You feel that all too familiar heat shoot throughout your body once again as the taller girl pushes you against the stone railiing, her lips trailing down your jawline and onto your neck. Her teeth graze the skin and you cant help but let out a moan, your voice egging her on even more as she begins to mark your neck.

You really should stop her. You’re still out in public, and there was no way you would be able to cover any hickeys she may leave on you with a dress that was very much made to remain off your shoulders. But when she presses her knee in between your legs through your dress and her hands find their way to your chest, who are you to stop her?

Kazuha was nowhere near finished with you.

[thebeautyoffanfics]

I saw your post about requests please something with zukka massaging the other (not sexually just like after some hard training or smth, you know when your body hurts or you pulled some muscles, are sore) please please let it be fluffy

sokka x zuko

a/n : thanks for requesting !!! i’m sorry it’s short , but i hope this turned out alright <3!! i hope it was fluffy enough btwww, i made them playfully bicker a lot but it’s one of my love languages so i hope it’s good orz warnings : none word count : 600

“I told you jumping right back into training after a break was a bad idea,” Zuko teased, staring down at his miserable Water Tribe boyfriend sprawled out across his bed. Well, no matter if he was given a guest room, Sokka being around meant it wasn’t really “the Fire Lord’s bed” anymore. It was “Sokka’s bed (plus Zuko).” 

“Don’t scold me,” Sokka groaned, pouting slightly, “can’t you see I’m dying? Horribly? And you’re just gonna make fun of me while my arms fall off.”

“I’d never make fun of you… if your arms actually fell off.”

Sokka groaned again, loudly and dramatically (as his entire personality was), moving his leg to kick Zuko, who dodged it swiftly. “Your kicking is almost as bad as your swordsmanship.”

“Hey, don’t say that! I’ll kick your ass after I get another warmup.”

“Like you kicked my ass yesterday?” Zuko questioned, reminding Sokka of the training session that has left his arms and shoulders immobile. When no response, other than a very pointed glare, came, an idea formed in Zuko’s mind. Honestly, he didn’t like seeing Sokka hurt, but he was no stranger to sore muscles, lotion on his bedside table a reminder of that.

“Here, sit up,” Zuko ordered, grabbing the bottle of lotion, and taking a spot on the bed. Sokka raised an eyebrow, sitting up, and watching as Zuko dumped a bit of the lotion onto his palm. 

“Tell me if it hurts too badly,” Zuko stated, before smoothing the lotion across Sokka’s left arm. Zuko’s hands, somehow both refined and masculine, massaged Sokka’s aching muscles, causing the boy to furrow his eyebrows and heave a sigh. He worked the muscles with a firm love, making sure to take glances at Sokka’s expressions in case the massaging was doing more harm than good. Much to his content, Sokka’s expression never turned to one of too much pain--instead, Sokka made sure to tell Zuko that he appreciated the actions. Zuko didn’t mind, of course, he’d take any excuse to have his hands on Sokka’s muscled arms.

“Gaahh, you’re the best, the best ever,” Sokka spoke, as Zuko’s hands moved from Sokka’s other arm to his shoulders. “I love you so much.”

Zuko’s heart fluttered, a smile spreading on his face. “I love you too,” He responded, a slight chuckle in his voice, “I’m glad to be the best. Especially since I’m also the best swordfighter.”

“Get your hands off of me, mister Fire Lord. I want nothing to do with your monarch-iness.”

Chuckling again, Zuko wrapped his arms around Sokka’s sides, placing his head on his shoulder. “I guess I’ll never help you after practices again,” He sighed, biting back his smile and puckering his lips into a pout. Instead of responding, Sokka leaned back, causing the two of them to lay back on the bed.

“You don’t mean that,” Sokka said, copying Zuko’s pout, and looking up at him with his big, blue eyes. 

“Hm… yeah. You’re right.”

Sokka grinned, adjusting himself to lay on his stomach, moving to be halfway on Zuko. “Really, thank you though. My arms feel better,” Sokka praised, stretching out an arm, then draping it over Zuko’s chest. 

“I’m glad… are you going to get up?”

“Whaaaatt? No, I’m asleep. Don’t you know rest is so important in healing? You want your boyfriend to get worse?”

Zuko blinked, not bothering with a response. He moved a hand to play with Sokka’s hair, another resting on his upper arm, rubbing his thumb lightly against the skin. Sokka hummed happily, closing his eyes and nuzzling further into Zuko.

[sillyarchivist]

Wish I could get him excited. WHAAAATT WHO SAID THATTTT IM GETTING HACKED

[luimagines]

It's ME AGAIN

The link not dying in the forest ask.

So I've got another question going on:

The four Beasts

Vah Ruta : princess Ruto

Vah Rudania: Darunia

Vah Naboris: Naboru

Vah Medoh: Medli

We all know this right?

BUT

Why Medoh?

How do they know a sage in the Wind Era?

I personally think botw plays after the child Era because when zelda blessed Link in that memory, she mentioned the hero of twilight so its kind of logical that botw comes after the child Era, no?

So how are they aware of the sage Medli if she's In a whole different Timeline

... And it kind of doesn't make sense for me if botw shares two timeliness at once bc huh??

How can you be in one Timeline and know what's going on in the other are you a God???

Or do you think nintendo had no idea what to name Revalis Beast 💀

Granted, I wouldn't know a name fitting for a bird beast either.

The other 3 make sense because these are the sages of Oot, the core of all timelines.

Side rant: in Goron city, they have a large stone Darmani ingraved - Darmani is a Goron in Majoras Mask, which comes after oot, the child era

In Zoras domain, they have big glowing walls that mention Princess Ruto

In Rito village they play the song of Dragon roost Island (so there's kind of a connection there)

And Gerudo Village has a mountain named Naboru but that's kinda weak I think

I've got so much going on my head, I'm obsessed with zelda theories I tell you

Well actually there's references to all three timelines in BotW. As you mentioned there's a lot of references to the child timeline in BotW.

You can see the Twili Mirror my Lurelin Village (if memory serves me correct) and there's also Majora's Mask (I don't know if that's DLC or not).

And yet, as mentioned before, the island names are still the same even in BotW. People have been able to pi point where exactly Wind Waker took place and it helps that those point on the map are also some of the highest elevated areas in all my Hyrule.

But! For the downfall timeline, there's actually a lot of references to Link's Awakening as well. But wait! Koholint was an island in a dream. How it can be references in reality?

Well there was Gaponga Swamp and Mabe Village (as fully seen in Age of Calamity, even if it's fully destroyed in BotW) and there's even Koholint Rock. For the names ot be carried on, there would have to have been someone who named them, right? Someone who did so purposefully with the knowledge that the name existed to begin with.

Personally, I think it was the Link of that adventure that renamed a few placces to keep the memory of Koholint alive. But that brings us to your other point.

More timeline in one place? Whaaaatt.

Here me out. This is where The Theory kicks in.

Now, anyone who's played Hyrule Warriors (2013) knows that the game is not only not canon but within the game there was a sorceress outside of the timelines that was supposed to watch over them. That being said, then she got corrupted by power, there were multiple portals that opened which caused Link and Zelda (ad company) to travel through worlds and timelines.

Warrior (the Link from that game) ends up meeting Midna and Ghirahim. Along with Ruto and Daruk. In the DCL he even meets Wind, Tetra, the King of Red Lions, Skullkid, Young Link along with Ravio and Marin.

Here's my personal pitch to why it should be considered canon.

It would then make sense as to why there's so many references to all three timelines in BotW.

Somewhere in trying to fix the problem of all these portals and send everyone to their respective homes, it would have been the merge needed to put everything in the same timeline again. Or at least keep it that way since they would have all ended up in the same era anyway.

This would put Warrior under, Hyrule, Twilight and Wind but before Wild in terms of who came before who in the timelines we have.

He's not canon so it doesn't count. >:( But I think that would be a simple solution to why all three very distinct histories seemed appeared in the same place when they should have very different outcomes.

[chrisodonline]

I love that we played “Who’s on first?” with Arkady’s boat and Arkady’s house.

Arkady? Not honest? Whaaaatt?

It’s okay. His old man BFF is on the way because Callen is at a deposition.

OMG! He said, “Grisha?” 

This does seem like a light, fun episode. So, that’s good. I think I can pay more attention with Arkady, though.

[taylovelinus]

need to catch covid again bc i lose weight every time i catch it and i really need to lose like 5 pounds. haha whaaaatt who said that lollll just kidding. … unless?

[the-observer-squip]

being overly tired is a sign of squegnancy <3 i mean WHAAAATT who said that!!

-🪩

For the umpteenth time, the test was negative.

I do wonder if it's to do with the Eye in Admirer... something happened and there's no realistic answer to it. It's driving me bonkers.

[luffythinker]

you know what? i too was getting into Overhaul cause i've been watching character videos on him. i plan to write something about him and Shiggy that involves Shiggy learning early on that AFO doesn't really care about him and that conflicts with Overhaul believing he's not supposed to care but he cares cause it reminds him of pops in a messed up way so he wants to help Shiggy. You would not understand the weird scenarios i think about during the day about these two. I don't write very good or well (didnt pay enough attention in that class so my writing skills are more, "a thing is being told" rather then painting a picture with words)

im working towards "forced proximity" cause i think it's funny and it's gonna get them to be friends. i thought up a scenario with my friend where the LOV who is in alliance with the shie hassaikai is trying to do something and they accidently take out/knock out the singer, but the singer looked almost just like Shigaraki with short blue hair, so for a distraction they have shigaraki go on stage and lip sync to her music while they go do whatever it is they have to do.

i quickly wrote it out on my phone so could have the idea to put in a later time in my story i haven't even started yet. I like how everyone always shares their stories with you so i wanna share my cringey mess. i apologize in advance for cringe.

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It was supposed to be a straightforward mission – infiltrate the venue, extract the data, and get out without causing too much of a scene. Leave it to fate to throw a wrench in the works at the worst possible moment.

Shigaraki stood in the dim backstage area, his fingers twitching trying to think of something, anything. "We messed up..." He hissed between his teeth.

"What's the plan?" Spinner wondered out loud peering from where they were concealed backstage at a sold-out concert. The melody of a pop song pounded through the speakers, resonating with the enthusiastic crowd in front. Overhaul mask covering any hint of anxiety that prickled at this development moved the body to a sitting position in a backstage chair. The man shook his gloved hands as if she were something disgusting he'd just touched like raw meat.

Things were about to get interesting in the worse way possible.

Behind them lay the unconscious singer of the night, poor thing was knocked out cold by accident during their chaotic entry. Twice didn't mean to get seen by her, it just kinda happened. Then Dabi knocked her out cold to stop her from screaming and calling security.

She wasn't dead though..what a shame.

Ironically enough, she bore an uncanny resemblance to Tomura: same skeletal cheekbones, ghostly pale skin, and eerily similar blue hair. Overhaul had pointed that out when he saw her face. Nothing like in the pictures they saw on their way in here.

Tomura skin itched differently then normal. The fact he watched him close enough to see his bone structure was creepy as heck but he didn't add anything to that conversation.

Dabi glanced up from where he was rigging a ridiculously huge computer system. "Hey, i think we could have the show go on while we get in and out." The screen lit up his features almost like his fire but duller and white. He brought up one of the singers pop songs from the album list. "You might not like my idea though boss." There was a chuckle in his voice.

Toga's eyes lit up mischievously as she realized what was happening. What he said just now. She looked towards Tomura singling him out.

"OH!" She gasped in delight. "You look just like her!" she repeated Overhaul's earlier statement. "We can use you as a distraction while we do our thing!"

Tomura's blinked his red eyes before glaring at her. "I'm not parading around like some idiot!"

"Whaaaatt? How come?" She put her finger to her chin. "All you have to do is shake your hips a little and pretend to sing! It's not like you'll be doing much. Normally performers play their music behind them and never really sing these days.." She spoke as if she knew more about this subject like it bothered her on some level that they were phony's.

"The only thing i'm gonna shake is your neck with my hands. I'm not doing this!"

Himiko flailed her arms poking her lip out as Tomura. before she could get started on her tantrum- "I mean.." Chronostasis started stepping beside Overhaul. "that's not a terrible idea."

"YOU ONLY THINK THAT CAUSE ITS NOT YOU!" Tomura protested.

"Well whatever you do we gotta do it now." Dabi said bringing up a playlist. "If your gonna do it i would think you should listen to whichever song so they can at least half-believe this class act." The firey man was smirking, bet he thought this was soooo funny..

All of them idiots for this...

Twice approached him his features on his mask squinting and un-squinting. “I'd do it if i could!” he said before switching personalities, adding cheerfully out of place. "But my clones would probably not work very well."

That is..understandably bad news.

Toga giggled behind her hand. "Well, Tomura," she teased playfully, "looks like you get to be a star tonight!"

There was no way out was there? At least not one he could see that wasn't this atrocity. Distract the crowd and buy them some time.

"i hate you." he grumbled under his breath. Tomura was dragged by the arm with Toga to get fitted for the mission. She pulled some outfit she had dug up from backstage racks—ridges glittering under layers of sequins. "What do you think?"

Tomura cringed. "I think im gonna throw up."

Seconds later, Toga had Tomura looking somewhat like the singer if you didn't look very close nobody could tell.

"We couldn't risk the crowd seeing how ugly and spindly your physic is so i did the best i could." She smiled like she'd done something good.

Tomura stood under glaring spotlights facing an amped-up audience urgently waiting for their idol. A quick nod and Spinner triggered the playback Dabi was commanding for a short time. Tomura came toward the edge of the stage while pulling the outfit. It was flashy and ugly to him. White long pants with gray stripe going down the side. a White top that didn't cover all his mid section but a jacket that covered most of his back. White combat boots. As music poured out over deafening speakers echoing resonant beats through massive stadium walls he resumed center stage, he nauseously waved to the crowd first couple seconds of the song starting up. He lip-synced to semi-familiar lyrics gritting teeth behind feigned smile.

Overhaul was going to keep watch with Spinner to make sure this went off without a hitch. Proceeding with the mission while Twice, Dabi, Chronostasis, and Himiko prepared themselves for what they had to do. Chronostasis was visibly tense; however, he had to have some form of faith in this plan.

While watching Tomura from behind a speaker Overhaul got tangled and tripped over some cords that the original crew probably carelessly thrown on the floor beside the stage and fell into the spotlight where Shigaraki was pretending to sing. Tomura watched him look out at the large crowd catching his footing and removing the wires. OH NO... He stepped forward, trying to be calm picking up the live microphone like he was a guest singer and that was planned intro. This was a on the fly move, as the opening notes of a popular song began to play, he signaled for Tomura to pretend-sing with his head.

"What are you doing?" He hissed under his breath as they walked out under the bright lights.

The man whispered back likely mad with himself for getting himself in this situation. "I tripped, but i can't back out now they'll suspect us! so I'm singing."

Tomura squinted. "There's no male parts in this song!"

"I'll sing myself."

Tomura couldn't believe it when he heard the man sing, he didn't know he could sing. Music played through the speakers as Overhaul continued singing into the microphone with surprising vocals. His voice resonated throughout the packed venue while astonishment spread among the audience.

Chronostasis’s mouth fell open in disbelief backstage while Himiko clutched her stomach trying to stifle her laughter. Tomura grumbled angrily but took position next to Overhaul anyway. He feigned enthusiasm and started lip-syncing awkwardly to lyrics he didn't really know. Every fiber of his being screamed for him to hide as he moved stiffly across the stage amidst sparkling spotlights and elaborate dance routines meant for someone else—someone graceful and talented—definitely not him.

At some point Overhaul attempted to step away from center stage during an instrumental interlude with seamless choreographed movements—Tomura grabbed hold tightly onto his arm shouting quietly over roaring music & dazzling lights— "If i have to do this i'm not doing it alone!" Pulling the man back towards the center with him. Absolutely not, there will be no getting out of this that easy his brow came towards his nose.

The mission was already gone sideways, and now it was descending deeper. Tomura continued to begrudgingly lip-synced to the peppy pop song. The crowd, thankfully unaware of the true nature of their 'entertainment,' cheered enthusiastically, blissfully ignorant of the true identities of their performers.

Overhaul momentarily stunned the audience into silence before they erupted into even louder cheers. Overhaul's deep, melodic voice was a stark contrast to the original singers voice and Tomura's half-hearted attempt at mimicking the singer's airy, poppy style.

Backstage, the rest of the League plus Chrono scrambled to keep up with the evolving situation. Some of the bodyguards noticed the singer not being herself and went backstage, they had to fight them off. They had a lot of heavy hitting quirks and blocking quirks which made it even worse. Himiko threw some knifes that were hooked to a new gear she got so they could be reeled back in while Dabi jump kicked a large guy in his face before shooting a string of flames in his face.

Twice dog piled a guy with multiples of himself while Chrono hid behind something until the coast was clear. He'd like them to not know they were all here choosing the stealthy way in.

After knocking them all out the giddily of them Toga, doubled over with laughter, tears streaming down her face as she watched Tomura from a backstage screen. You could see the camara moving all over the place with those two awkwardly attempting to dance to the music.

Dabi was barely containing his amusement, cued up the next song on the playlist. "Just give us a littttle more time boss."

"We need to move now," Chronostasis urged coming out from behind wherever. "This way."

Nodding, Dabi signaled to Twice and Toga. "Alright, you two, follow the plan. Get to the server room while clockwork extracts the data. We'll secure the exit."

As they moved into position, Spinner kept watch from the otherside of the stage entrance opposite of where Overhaul tripped. His eyes scanning the crowd for any signs of trouble. He noticed missing guards already he only could hope Dabi was doing something about it. Overhaul's slip-up had inadvertently given them more time, but it also increased the risk of exposure. They had to be quick.

On stage, Overhaul continued his impromptu performance, his voice steady and confident as he sang the next verse. Tomura's movements were still stiff and awkward. The crowd seemed to love it, cheering louder with each passing moment unable to tell he wasn't their little pop star.

In the back of his mind, he wondered why he was even doing this. This was supposed to be a straightforward mission—get in, get the data, and get out without causing a scene. Instead, he was stuck playing pop star, the spotlight burning into his pale skin as he tried to keep up with Overhaul's unexpectedly competent performance.

"Just a little longer," he muttered to himself, glaring at the enthusiastic crowd. "Just a little longer, and this nightmare will be over."

As the song neared its end, He and Overhaul exchanged a quick glance. They had to keep the act going just a bit longer, until the rest of their team could complete the mission.

With the final notes of the first song ringing out, Tomura managed to play off teen-girl attitude, bouncing on his feet and clapping at it's ending. Red eyes scan the crowd for any signs of trouble. The applause was deafening, a stark contrast to the chaos brewing backstage.

The lights dimmed momentarily for the next set.

"Just keep them distracted. The others should be done soon." Overhaul said in a low voice.

As the next song started, Tomura took a deep breath, steeling himself for the next round of humiliation. He only hoped their efforts would pay off, and they'd be able to complete the mission without further embarrassment.

For now, all they could do was continue the charade and hope for the best.

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idk how to make a like boarder so i just used heart emojis cause this was silly, they are all so silly i love them AHH, i don't know what they are even coming here for but the idea is there

Okay, first of all, love that we're all synchronized and in an Overhaul mood apparently?? I adore forced proximity it always hits so goodkjdfkjdfkjdf

And I think you are selling yourself too short, the writing in this was really good?? I think your writing style fits these characters quite well, cause if it was too flowery or poetical I don't think it would match their vibes, you know? I could imagine everything quite clearly in this

BUT TO THE PARTJKDFKJFDK IT WAS SOO GOOD????

Tomura cringed. "I think im gonna throw up." HE IS JUST SO REALKJFDKLFDKJKKJF i love him so much

And i love the idea of them having to sing in front of each other. Also, i don't know if you meant his voice is deep as in a baritone voice or just regular deep, but I'm gonna assume the first and say that it would be really nice to imagine him singing in a deep breathy type of voice (like Taehyung/V - Love me again)!! For Shigaraki it's hard for me to imagine him singing, but my first thought was to associate him with Felix from SKZ, but not his very very deep voice when he raps, the soft-deep when he sang coldplay or break my heart. ANYWAY THIS WAS NOT TO BE A VOICE ANALYSIS JKDFDFKDFK

But yeah i really enjoyed this and would love to read the full thing when you're done <33333

[monniemonniee]

track × 02

so my journal title is a work in progress right now. not really sure what to call it for now, but journal would be fine !!!

and i'm not sure if i should keep track of it via numbering ? so i'll see how it goes for now.

ok so for

|| daily updates ||

firstly--i did it again. i hit my rock bottom. watched youtube again mindlessly. got upset over something and i just lost track of what i wanted to do. it's just so easy to let loose and become braindead with youtube. i want to lessen the urge to just instinctively open youtube instead (especially when i'm upset)

next is i guess over something old, but it's positive !! 'm not expecting anyone to understand, but i'm always slighted by my own feelings. i'm easily infatuated with people. get anxious talking to someone i'm aware i like. and i get dumb and all talking to them-- but that's in the past.

however, the past greeted me this day.

not exactly. i simply saw the guy i liked again (and awkwardly, pathetically, obscenely did i do that) and well- never approached him.

was that bad ? at the moment for me-- it was victory. when i say i'm obsessive, i mean it. but i do it, subtly (?) i mean, kind of, not exactly. like i actively avoid people i like, and tremendously give them my attention when we're talking so it's like a hot and cold situation. so maybe, sure, they could be aware and i'm simply a big f*cking idiot when it comes to people i want romantically.

so yes, i basically told myself i won't look. i won't keep looking. i won't stare. that's because it's my signature thing--staring. i love staring at people i'm interested in. creepy ? probably. i'm aware it's darned pathetic.

"but op ?1?1? just TALK to them !?!?" NAAHHH. Y'ALL I SAY THE MOST IDIOTIC THING EVERRR NAH NAH DOESN'T HELP I'M AWKWARD EITHER LIKE BRO WHAT DO YOU MEAN STARING ISN'T A VIABLE ANSWER TO THE DEEPEST QUESTIOMS EVER ???

so that's when i decided it's fine--i won this battle.

B*TCH !!! AGAINST WHO ??? you aren't winning anything when you kept convincing yourself NOT TO do the thing. you still kept overthinking it like a dog chasing its own tail GRRRRRRR.

or maybe i did ?

not sure.

but i guess, now that i'm thinking about it, maybe it was just a neutral thing.

then, what would actually be the line of victory ?

like--i usually avoid people. so. it's not anything new I DIDN'T DO.

but i did stop trying to search for the person multiple times. maybe one look slipped by-- BUT THAT'S LESS than i would've done if i had been still interested in them.

and this is the same person who edited the said person's pictures on the excuse that they're "practicing" editing (but in reality really just wanted to damned stare) (i know you, you're physically revolting right now--DON'T START WITH ME)

and wow. so much for convincing yourself you've actually grown over them.

when it's clear that you dedicated more than half this space to think about them 1?1!??1 (WHAAAATT)

honestly ? it's part of the process. think about it a lot until ya can't.

but anyways, that's mostly it :]] i'll edit and update once i think about it more.

[karrigothoez]

look into his angel eyes - billy hargrove

summary: you're always at an argument with your friends about the hometown hit, billy hargrove. you're always telling them how much of a heart-breaker he is, which they always disagree to. one day when you run into to him, you end up talking and you're quickly head-over-heals for the boy.

i'm not a big hargrove or harrington person but if you have a request please suggest :)

“you wanna be banned for life lard ass?” the kid quickly shakes his head no with fear clearly shown in his face.

“didn't think so.” billy says as he blows his whistle as everyone resumes to what they were doing before hand. he makes his way to the lifeguard bench mumbling to the ladies sitting on the sidelines.

“god he's so dreamy.” tina said. you roll your eyes, “oh my gosh, not this again.”

“oh come on y/n, he has the body of a god. who else do you know at our school that has a six pack!?” she rambles. 

“god, tina look. i'm just not buying his charming bullshit.” 

“well you should. just look at him.” tina argues pointing over to the boy in the chair. you lift your sunglasses looking to glace over at him.

“yeah, sure he's okay tina.” you say sarcastically with a sigh putting the glasses back over your eyes, tina groans in frustration noticing your friend heather walk by. 

“heather!” tina says calling the girl over. “can you please tell y/n that she's clearly blind and has no taste in men.” your jaw drops as you sit up and pull your glasses off.

“okay, just because i don't believe hargrove's fake ass act does not mean that my taste in men is shitty tina.” you say stunned by what came out of her mouth.

“y/n are you serious. come on he has the body of-” 

“body of a god yeah, yeah, yeah” you speak cutting heather off, “look he's okay looking but this little act he has going on isn't fooling me.”

“you're so lucky you get to work with him.” tina says looking at heather.

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“y/s/n [your sister’s name] stay in the pool, i'll be right back i gotta get some tow-” you bump into someone accidentally making them drop their water bottle. 

“i'm sorry, i got that.” you say bending down and picking up the water bottle, finally turning your head to see

“thanks.” he says with a grin across his face clearly eyeing you.

hargrove.

“yeah of course.” you say with a smile, “where you headed angel?” he asks eyes locked on you.

angel? was billy hargrove flirting with you?

“uhm, just to go get some towels”

“mhm..” he mutters biting his whistle checking you out bottom to top.

whaaaatt the hell is happening??

“well if it helps i'll keep an eye on y/s/n for you” he says dropping the whistle from his mouth.

“yeah, i- uhm okay.” you stutter walking past him.

okay what the hell just happened? what was that?

you gather yourself and finally walk back out with towels, and of course it just now hit you that you decided to sit only slightly a few inches away from the lifeguard post. great.

“thought you would never come back.” billy said from the chair. “i was only gone for like not even 2 minutes.” you said setting down the towels.

“you know you look pretty good in that bathing suit.” he smiles climbing down.

“thanks.” you say turning around to meet his eye. 

“you know i've been noticing you around here a lot.” 

“well you work here, you should know by now its a popular pool, especially in summer.” you say.

“cocky.” he chuckles out. “well when it comes to the town's biggest gossip, what he wants, tends to stand out.” you say with your arms crossed, ego getting bigger as you step closer.

he looks to his right and lets out a breathy laugh, you turn to see what he was looking at, only to find women looking at you of all ages, to teenagers from your school, to mothers of children.

“yeah, clearly she does.” he says with a smirk, making your head turn quickly to look back at him, once realizing how close you are, you take a step back.

“let me take you out on a date.” he offers, “yeah no, all these other little girls might buy your charming act, but that doesn't mean i do.”

“i'm a little hurt that you'd believe those rumors.”

“i'm not gonna be your little girl experiment that you'd take out once, bang, and then throw in a ditch billy, i know better than that.” you argue sitting down on the beach chair.

“okay look, i promise you i'm not like that okay. just let me take you out on one date, please.”

you were surprised he was pleading, you'd never heard of him doing this with anyone else. maybe they were all rumors, or maybe you were right and it's just his charming act, but there was something in his eyes, he wasn't just asking to mess with you, it looked like he really wanted this, which surprised you since you two had never talked before.

“okay. saturday, 6 o'clock.” you smile, “i pick you up?” 

“yeah why not.”

*   *   *   *   *

“so um, whats this rumor about you and billy talking at the pool?” heather asks.

“who said it was a rumor?” you question. tina gasps, “wait did billy actually talk to you?”

“yeah, and we're actually going on a date.”

“bullshit.” heather and tina say in unison, “i thought you weren't into him.” heather said.

“well, there was something in his eyes when he asked me.”

“oh god i could get lost in his eyes forever” tina says with a sigh.

“shut up tina.”

[areislol]

Hii! This is my first time requesting, really. So I wanna request in your streamer au of what the boys reaction will be of reader having a VTuber?

streamer! xiao, kazuha, zhongli x reader

ft — xiao, kazuha, zhongli warnings — them being absolutely smitten for you!! romantic love, not platonic. a bit suggestive? a/n — reader being a VTuber? that's something new!! Thank you for request love <3 and enjoy this!! the event will be coming out very soon :) and i think you meant reader being a VTuber - if that's correct then im glad because if not then... i dont know honestly. hope all of you guys have a great day!!

recommend listening to: sway - michael buble

streamer! xiao x online friend! reader

you can not tell me that you wouldn't put a little xiao mask on the side of your head :(

xiao's so intrigued and is honestly amazed that you're a VTuber!

he knows how expensive it is and how much hard work you put into making it and it really paid off!!

compliments your model.. like all the time..

you also have, like i said before, xiao's mask - people know that xiao has this mask which he calls the "yaksha mask"

when you was making your model you thought to yourself "why not put xiao's "yaksha mask" on your model? it would be so cute!"

and so you did and when you showed your final product to xiao he was in amazement! your model looked so pretty and it looked exactly like you!

you also showed the other model, you could call it your "persona" but it looked.. a bit like xiao

xiao as a girl*

you still had your hair colour and style but you had some teal-ish highlights, your eyes were just like his but you still changed the shape somehow

xiao's so excited and is in joy when he sees your 2nd model :(

"that looks really good y/n! how long did it take for you to make them?" "like 1 week." "oh.. well at least it paid off" "true!"

watches your streams all the time, it's like a routine for him

promotes your channel without you even knowing <3

"you guys should check out y/n's account!! the user is ___, make sure to sub.. that's if you want of course"

"xiao... where are all these subs coming from?" "dont know..?" "..."

xiao deff watches those "y/n being y/n for 5 minutes straight" type of videos

he enjoys watching you scream like you've never screamed before, your facial expressions always makes his day <3

may or may not make his own model so he could match w/ you

you know those VTubers where they place them besides or behind the other VTuber? that's what xiao would do if he was a VTuber too

he can watch edits of you all day, will never get bored.

xiao would also give you small ideas on what to add on your model!!

streamer! kazuha x online friend! reader

if your model has big boobs, kazuha would be distracted all day, watching videos of you all day and just looking at your model everyday

that was off topic, sorry.

kazuha would be such a simp if you ever revealed your model to him, he'll never show it though.

if you ever add little details on your model that kazuha has on him his heart would warm up so much :(

would send you edits of you to you.

just like xiao - kazuha compliments your model "y/n i know i've already said this millions of times before but your model is so pretty, i can't get over it. but you're prettier ofc <3"

"aw kazu :( you're too sweet im crying rn" "dont cry baby gorilla ;(" "kazu."

makes his own model!! so you and him could collab, and so he could also play around with your model LOL

he'd put himself RIGHT beside you and scooch closer towards you really slowly

"kazu i can see what you're doing." "whaaaatt?? no you can't.." ".."

if he could, he'd add flowers on your model - and put them on top of your head - flower crown i guess..?

promotes your channel and reblogs/shows you fanart of your model!!

he'd commission someone to make matching pfps for you and him

if kazuha DID make his own model he'd try to make his model look like yours a bit <3 twins who?

"hi, i was thinking if i could commission you a matching pfp? here are the pictures"

once the pfps are done he thanks them and sends them to you, you match with each other on every platform, twitch, insta, discord, yt, spotify - LITERALLY EVERYWHERE.

definenetly shows you off, and shows your model to everyone duh

"guys look at y/n, she's so pretty right?" "guys y/n's model is so gorgeous, and dont say anything."

kazuha gets a little bit jealous when other guys talk about your model, and gets a bit annoyed when they're talking about your full model(your body)

blocks them because?? no reason

he'd blow up your phone with memes of you and many videos circulating around you

"y/n!! i know you're sleeping right now but look at this video i found about you" "go to sleep kazu. its 5 in the morning.." "you're awake." "shut your hole" "for you <3"

honestly kazu never acts this way but once he's alone with you he's absolutely mad

watches those "y/n and kazuha being a power couple for 5 mins" and "y/n and kazuha being chaotic as ever" type of videos

he enjoys them as it brings back many memories :)

streamer! zhongli x online friend! reader

intrigued and amazed #2

finds it quite fascinating that you did this all by yourself, and is amazed!! you really did that all my yourself? without any help either yt tutorials? and you used your money on it? you need to get recognized!!

compliments your model #3 - "your model looks beautiful y/n, just like you :)" "AWWWW ZHONGLI :(" "it's true, is it not?" yes, yes you had a cute lil seizure

will help you with things you dont understand <3

"zhongliiiiiiiii i dont know how to do this :(" "no worries, what layer are you doing it on?"

deff asks you if you could put some yellow-ish/bronze highlights in your model because.. i think you know why

zhongli hesitates to ask you at first but builds up the courage and does so and you said yes!! his heart is now completely full, full of you <3

when you ask zhongli for advice/things you need to add or improve on zhongli keeps it simple, he doesn't want to hurt your feelings or make you feel embarrassed because you didn't do something right

just like the others he watches those "y/n and zhongli acting like a couple" type of videos - he may look like he doesn't watch those type of videos but trust me, once in love, always in love and so that's why zhongli loves watching them

adds them in his "favourite <3" playlist

watches yt tutorials to help you with your model!!

will be very stubborn about helping you setting up everything.

"zhongli im really fine.." "what if your model glitches and your.. clothes disappear???" "well i didnt add nipples on my model did i?" ".... shush"

is a bit too over-protective when you're wearing something that's a bit.. revealing(DEPENDING WHAT RELIGION/CULTURE YOU'RE IN!!)

sends you fanart of you!!!

"this one looks pretty, just like you" "zhongli you say that everyday. but i agree, it does look pretty!! :)"

might make his own model, depending on if he has enough money(??? zhongli you make thousands a day..)

if he does, he'll toy around with your accessories and put them in the wrong places <3

might lean in closer to give you a quick peck without you knowing

SENDS YOU MANY MANY EDITS OF YOU!!!

many are cute edits of you <3 he enjoys watching your cute expressions when you get happy or excited

absolutely smitten.

(pls tell me your secret, i beg of you)

did i mention how zhongli promotes your channel too? no? okay well he'll literally go into his stream and tell everyone to go watch your videos!!

note: if you would like to be added to the genshin taglist pls just ask me!! dont be shy <3

taglist: @tomansimp @one-offmind @miitchiji liking + following + reblogs are very much appreciated!! another note: this is a bit short :( i kind of ran out of ideas so sorry! im so happy that i did this in a few hours, im a bit tired and there's uni tmr noooo :(