#also i cant hand wash dishes a lot at a time because it makes my sciatica flare up

[rohirric-hunter]

Cleaning milestone! Started the dishwasher running again. This actually represents the vast majority of my dirty dishes; there's maybe most of a load, some large items, and a handful of hand-wash-only items left.

[aothotties]

Husband!Nanami

word count: 983

warnings: husband!nanami, unprotected sex, breeding kink, creampie, name calling (slut), slight choking, dom nanami

Husband!Nanami wakes up extra early every morning to make you breakfast before he goes to work. He wants you to rest as much as possible knowing you’ll handle everything around the house while he’s at work

Husband!Nanami texts and calls you periodically throughout the day asking how you're doing and if you need anything from him. He also likes to send you pics of what he’s doing so you can be included in his workday 

Husband!Nanami made you quit your job when you got married because he didn't like how much it stressed you out

Husband!Nanami appreciates all you do around the house but understands it can be overwhelming sometimes and never holds it against you if you decide to be lazy 

Husband!Nanami  sends you flowers randomly while you're at home and includes notes telling you how beautiful you are and how much he loves you 

Husband!Nanami HATES working overtime because it means more time away from you

Husband!Nanami rushes straight home to you after work, excited to see what you made him for dinner. He loves your cooking and never complains and will eat every meal you make for him

Husband!Nanami helps clean up after and will dry the dishes and put them away for you after you wash them 

Husband!Nanami loves when you make his lunch for him and saves every love note you leave for him 

Husband!Nanami frequently talks about starting a family but knows that can be a lot for you and tells you he’ll never rush you into it. 

Husband!Nanami misses you all day and can't wait to see you later. His day has been hectic and knows seeing you will make everything worth it 

Husband!Nanami asks you to send him pictures of you throughout the day so he can see how pretty you look

Husband!Nanami feels the blood rush to his dick when you send a pic of your ass in his favorite lace panties and you say “ can't wait for you to get off,baby. I miss you :(“. He sends a picture of his bulge back to you to show you how easily you turn him on 

Husband!Nanami harshly grips the armrest of his chair when you send the “wish this was you instead of my fingers right now” video of you cumming all over your fingers for him 

Husband!Nanami rushes out of the office at the end of the day, not even bothering to say goodbye to his staff. He speeds out the parking lot and grows impatient when he gets stuck in traffic

Husband!Nanami damn near kicks the door down. Hes unable to wait another second and takes you as soon as he walks in 

Husband!Nanami doesn't care that dinner is burning in the oven. He has you spread out on the kitchen table with his face buried in your cunt. The only thing on his mind is making sure you cum in his mouth so he can taste it. He doesn't stop until you're spilling all over his face and he licks every drop, he loves drinking everything you give him 

Husband!Nanami pulls your body to the edge of the table and wraps your legs around his waist. As much as he wants to split you in half, he slides into you slowly, he likes to take time with your body.

Husband!Nanami clenches his jaw as he feels your pussy suck him in. the way you feel on his throbbing dick has him in a trance and he feels as if he could stay in you forever 

Husband!Nanami cant help himself when you beg him to fuck you harder. He grabs your thighs to pull you off the table and bends you over it. He wraps his veiny hand around your throat as he fucks you hard from the back. Your toes curl as he hits your sweet spot and you feel your orgasm build.

Husband!Nanami talks directly in your ear, “you love teasing me so i can fuck you like this when i get home, huh? You love when i come home and fuck you like the slut you act like?” you can't even speak as he continually slams his dick into you. His grip on your neck tightens, “answer me” he says aggressively. “Y-yes sir” , you whimper, barely able to form words as your brain becomes cloudy from the pleasure 

Husband!Nanami groans as he notices the white ring building up on the base of his dick. Your pussy clenches around his dick and you're about to cum. “Mmhm, cum for me princess. Say my name, let me hear how good I make your sweet little pussy feel” he says as he feels you approach your high, “Nanami! Sir, it feels so g-good – fuck!”. You cum for him just as you are told and he praises you for being a good slut for him

Husband!Nanami increases the pace and his tip hits your cervix. He’s getting closer and closer, “gonna cum in you mama, give you that baby i've been wanting” he states as his dick reaches deep inside you, “oh baby this pussy is so good”, he closes his eyes as he reaches his peak. A loud groan spills out his mouth as he shoots his warm load inside you. You grab his hand to let him know you want him to stay in it for just a few more seconds, you love the way it feels when his dick twitches inside you.

Husband!Nanami starts a hot shower for you and orders food since he ruined dinner

Husband!Nanami cuddles up next to you at the end of the night and pulls you into his chest. He gives you soft kisses on your forehead and tells you how much he loves you before drifting off to sleep.

Rachel

[riveroftales]

😗Ummm…. Do you think you could do a little Drabble or some HCs about Genya with a mom figure? Like, maybe Himejima gets married and his wife meets Genya and is determined to give him a stable family and a good female role model. Like sure he totally ignores or is embarrassed by her at first but then she makes him food or cuts up watermelon for him 🥺 Maybe he eventually opens up to the “mom” and she tries to help him untangle all his teenage anger. MY POOR BOY NEEDS A FAMILY AND HIMEJIMA CANT DO IT ALONE. (Also pls feel free to ignore if you don’t like the prompt. Tysm I love your writing and the blind Genya AU kills me in the best way possible)

➳ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ

𝖢𝖢'𝗌 𝖭𝗈𝗍𝖾: AHHH IM SO SORRY FOR BEING INACTIVE MY EXAMS LITERALLY START THIS THURSDAY AND IVE BEEN CRYING BECAUSE OF IT🥹

Himejima was like a father to Genya. His father was an asshole, so having a good role model made Genya adore him so much more.

He loved his mother. His mother was gentle, smiled a lot and despite being weak, she was able to protect.

He didn’t have anyone in his life to replace his mother and he wanted to keep it that way. That is, until Himejima got married.

Genya was beyond happy that Himejima got the chance to fall in love with someone who loved him and who he loved back, but he didn’t know how to approach the new addition to their tiny family of two.

The poor boy’s cheeks would always flare up intensely whenever he saw you. At first, you thought he genuinely liked you which led you to reject him politely during the hashira training one day in front of everyone else.

It was after Genya passed out from embarrassment when Tanjiro told you Genya just got nervous around every girl whether he liked them or not.

Genya was basically your son, so you had a mission to get him to think of you as a mother.

Even though he ignored you at most times, you managed to talk to him even if he didn’t respond. You opened up about everything and told tales of your past.

You ruffled his hair often with a soft smile before you always went up to your husband to kiss his large hand since he was far too tall for you to kiss his cheek.

Genya stayed up late often to train, so you also started staying up to make him little snacks occasionally.

You would call his name and give him a small plate of a few pieces of onigiri and smile when you see his eyes light up as he ate. Your favourite part was occasionally surprising him with another small plate of watermelon cut into adorable shapes.

You really babied him a lot. He was a huge kid, but you couldn’t help it. Genya was like a shy tiger.

The kid occasionally started warming up to you and he started initiating conversations. He could see the way your eyes lit up every time he made effort into your relationship.

You often say together with the three of them, showing them how to make some of your dishes. Himejima would help with the cutting and washing, while you guided Genya with the cooking.

You cried for the first time in years in your husband’s arms after Genya had left for a mission and he had said, “Bye, mom! I’ll be back soon! Please make a lot of food for me when I get back!”

You obeyed your baby’s request. How could you not? You loved seeing the hidden joy in his face whenever you fed him some food directly. Himejima smiled to himself when he heard the laughter his newfound family let out. He was beyond thankful to the gods above that he was alive to experience something so precious.

Genya soon realised that you weren’t his mother. You were never his mother, and you would never be his mother, but he would love you the same. He loved his mother, but he also loved you. His mother taught him how to love because it was all she could teach before she passed, while you helped teach him the rest.

You were there to hold him when he cried in your shoulders on the day his older brother nearly blinded him. You didn’t judge him for eating demons. You didn’t look down at him when he confessed he couldn’t use breathing forms.

You were there for everything. You were there during both Genya’s and Himejima’s sparring sessions, you were there to cook for your family, you were there to listen, you were there to love them. You were even there when Himejima had to leave abruptly to the demon amuse headquarters after an emergency meeting was announced. You were there when you saw Genya fall in the trapdoors on the floor which appeared so suddenly because you didn’t have a good feeling of leaving him alone, making you run up to his training ground to retrieve your son.

You ran as fast as you could when your husband’s kasugai crow led you to where the big battle was happening, only reaching during daybreak.

You felt your heart drop and tears sting your eyes when you saw corpses everywhere, but the sight of your unmoving husband was the only thing you were focused on.

The kakushi had to hold you back even when you screamed at the top of your lungs, yelling at Himejima to open his eyes.

You choked on your tears when you asked about Genya, your son. You knew he was also gone from the silence you received.

You couldn’t even cry anymore. Your eyes just closed before you passed out.

You woke up with a message from Sanemi that Genya had turned into ashes. Your little boy didn’t have a body to bury, meaning he’ll never have a proper funeral.

You folded Genya’s clothes really neatly and placed it in your dead husband’s arms as he laid so beautifully in the casket. You placed your son’s gun on top of his uniform, unable to watch the burial since tears were blurring your vision.

You woke up the next day, wishing you could feel the weight of Genya’s leg over your stomach as he slept in the most atrocious position ever while Himejima’s arms refused to let you go even in sleep one last time.

[itsmeeleanorstill]

hi !! is there any chance you'd write for evan myers and gn reader doing mundane stuff like watching movies, going on dates, or like house chores together?? it can be hcs or a fic doesn't matter I just want him to not experience the horrors for a moment 😭😭

Authors note: OMG ILY ANON AND I LOVE EVAN SM🫶 ive been wanting to write about him for so long and hes my biggest hyperfixaton so this is gonna be one of the longest things ive wrote (hes so me fr) pluss i try to make most of stuff i write gender netural so dw and am not done with this yet so there would be part two or more because i love him so much and i cant stop talking about him

Warning: nothing just them begin happy

Evan is the kind of person whos no matter what you do even if its just cleaning and stuff it wont be boring

Not to mention hes the type of guy who you can call to do basicly ANYTHING and he will tag along no matter what is it

Hes clingy and i bet you that when younare just cooking or washing the dishes he will wrap his arms around you from behind putting his head on your shoulder eather talking about something or just watching you

Also Evan is the type of person who haves the coldest hands ever so he likes to anoy you with putting his hair under your shirt on your waist or stomach but that the fact that his body tempature is always cold can be such a good thing especially in the summer just cuddling aginst him cooling down

He dosent seem like a person to me who would be that into spooning but because i dont know any other cuddling position i will leave that part to your imagination

We all know that he loves horror movies and probably like action movies too (especially on the horror movie part)

If you get scared during a movie he will get VERY COCKY WITH IT and will probably tease and scare you a lot and laugh when you get even more scared

After the movie you two would just cuddle and he would rant about the movie how good it was and everything (even tho he talks during the movie too but gets anoyed when anybody else does it)

He will pull pranks on you a lot acually but they are always harmless and acually funny too

Late night talks with him are the BEST

Just sitting outside at the terrace or porch or whatever do you wanna call it just talking about very deep stuff and life frends childhood whatever you want to talk about honesly he haves very great and deep world views and even tho he dosent seems like it hes a deep thinker

AMAZING COOK

You cant tell me otherwise he works out and payes attention to his health and makes the best meals but when he cooks you better get out of the kitchen he just hates when somebody lingers around and in his way when he cooks

Imagine you two working out togeder AJSHDHAKDNSH

Even if you dont work out just watching him be so focused and gorgeous

Ive heard somebody else say it and i will say it too he lisends to music all the time and so so loudly if you dont enjoy the same music he does he will just lisend to it a bit more quietly

I personality think that his love languages is physical touch and quality time and he enjoys hugging and cuddling more then kisses but eather way he just loves everything you do

He loves you very much and thats all that matters

[builtbybrokenbells]

no because jake being a self proclaimed dog guy and then ur cat choosing him as his favorite nap partner, like if jake is there ur cat is there too. jake cant sit on the sofa without the cat also climbing on it and slowly making his way onto his lap, he is like “hi boots- hey- no- uh *sigh*” his dark jeans are now covered in cat hair as fluffy baby becomes a loaf on his thighs. and jake can hear ur giggles and the snap of ur phone camera going off repeatedly and glares amusedly like “not funny, babe”

no because you’re so right. this is so painfully correct that it hurts.

•

“You can sit on the couch, you know. He’s not going to hurt you.” You said, biting back the smirk that was fighting its way on to your lips.

“I know that, y/n.” Jake rolled his eyes, but still stood firmly in his place. “He’s in my spot.” You let out a laugh.

“No, he lives here, Jake. This entire house is his spot.” You said, walking over to the sofa and giving your cat a small scratch behind the ear. He woke with a start, giving you a small ‘mmrph’ as he noticed who had disturbed his peace. “Hi baby.” You cooed. He closed his eyes again, purring at the sound of your voice. “I missed you.” He stood, now, stretching as he let out a yawn. “Hungry?”

You made a move to the kitchen to fill his food dish while Jake watched, still unmoving from his spot. “I told you, he only cares about food.” Jake continued trying to argue his point as to why cats were inferior to dogs. It was your turn to roll your eyes as you cracked a can of food and poured it into his dish.

The cat vs. dog debate had been a long time argument between you and him. You were completely willing to see reason, understand why Jake loved dogs so much, but you couldn’t seem to understand why he was so stand-offish with your cat. You had been together for months, and the relationship was near perfect aside from his mistrust in your completely docile and friendly pet. A pet which had taken a specific liking to him, interestingly enough. “Jake, he likes food. So do dogs. So do you. Every living thing in the world loves food. He loves me for plenty of other reasons, too. And, if I have to remind you, he likes you an awful lot for someone who’s never even given him a treat, yet.” You called back, hoping to put tonight’s conversation to an early end. “Now sit on the couch and be quiet.” You washed your hands after tossing the can in the garbage, quickly joining him back in the living room. Thankfully he had listened and taken a seat. He gave you a smile when you returned, holding his hand out for you and beckoning you to join in.

“Movie?” He asked, grabbing a blanket from the arm of the couching and throwing it over you. You turned on the TV and opened the Netflix app, giving him free rein of the remote to choose whatever he pleased. Once a movie was playing, he wrapped an arm around your shoulder and you both settled in for the evening.

About halfway through, you paused the show so you could both use the washroom and grab some snacks. While Jake disappeared down the hallway, you busied yourself in the kitchen. He returned to the living room before you did, and the sight you came back to was one almost too comedic. Boots, your cat, was sitting on the floor and staring up at your boyfriend. Jake was watching him, nervous about his next move. Boots was softly flicking his tail, clearly debating if he wanted to waste the energy jumping up on the couch. Before you could even step towards the two, the cat had decided to pounce up on the sofa, landing on the cushion directly next to Jake. The staring contest continued, the cat clearly having no issue with Jake at all, but Jake looked like he was preparing for disaster. Jake was so immersed in the small animal he failed to even realize you were in the room.

“Hey, buddy.” He said, tone dripping with caution. You had to give it to him; even if he disliked cats, he was nice enough to try for you. He knew how much you loved the damn thing, and knowing the cat made you happy was worth more than his comfort. At the sound of his voice, Boots stepped forward, landing one paw on Jake’s thigh. When he didn’t move, the cat climbed up on him. “Oh, hey, no… come on.” Jake protested. “Boots…. ugh.” He let out a defeated sigh, knowing he had lost. The cat was gently kneading his legs, purring up a storm. You couldn’t help but giggle, amused that despite his distaste for cats, he seemed to end up in the same situation every time he came over. “No, buddy, please don’t-“ his plea was silenced when the cat curled up on him, tucking his limbs under him and closing his eyes in delight. “You’re gonna get hair all over me… come on, please get up.” He urged him to move, but the cat was in no hurry to leave.

You couldn’t pass up the opportunity, pulling your phone from your pocket and juggling the bowl of popcorn to your other hand. You tried to keep your laughs silent, but the shutter of your phone camera caught his attention, making your attempt at silence completely pointless. “It’s not funny, babe.” He complained, sending a glare in your direction. “It’s like he knows! He sits on me every time I come over. There’s cat hair all over my apartment, and the little shit doesn’t even live there!” You couldn’t contain your laughter, nearly doubling over from shortness of breath. You couldn’t even begin to explain the intensity of the humour from the situation.

“You poor thing,” You said through wheezes. “He’s not going to hurt you, Jake. Actually, I think he loves you.” You managed to calm yourself down, moving towards the couch to join them.

“I’m not scared of him!” He defended.

“It seems like it, sometimes.” You snickered. “Pet him, Jacob. If you give him what he wants, he might show some mercy.”

“You’re an ass.” He said, but gave in to the temptation. He gave a him few awkward pets, moving with the utmost caution.

“If you love me, you have to love him.” You reminded.

“I love you, and I’ll tolerate him.” He corrected.

“You’ll change your mind eventually.” You smiled, looking over at him. At the sight of your face, he couldn’t help but match your expression. “You want a kiss for being so brave?”

“Shut up and watch the movie.” But he leaned in for a kiss anyway.

[shiguangism]

Presentation

Hi, I'm anchestral and I'm mainly a fan writer who landed here on tumblr after years of being active on twitter!

Some info about me:

Pronouns: she/her

Age: 22

Languages: Italian, English and Spanish

Fandoms I'm active in: Link Click, Chainsaw man

Favourite shows: Link Click, Chainsaw man, Jojo's bizarre adventure, Tokyo Ghoul, Haikyuu, Berserk, and many others I won't list here. Just fyi, name me a show and probably I've watched it.

I've moved here because twitter was not a comfortable place for me anymore, and I've seen that tumblr is much more chill wrt those lands. Please, be aware that I will NOT engage in any kind of arguing online, so don't even bother to pick a fight with me, I've had very BAD experiences I don't want to repeat.

I'm here just to chill, talk to people about my favourite show, share insights and maybe make some friends. I'm very friendly, if you want to hit me up in the dm to talk about something, I'll answer very gladly whenever I cant! :)

If you're shy you can send me anon, I'll be very happy to answer.

Fanfictions:

In this year I've been writing a lot, I've always liked writing and I started when I was only 14. However, I'm a bit slow because I like to write first in my native language and then translate in English. Below, there is a list of my fanfic profiles and the works I like the most and I'm writing. This are my profiles for AO3 and EFP (Italian platform for fics):

AO3: Anchestral

EFP: Anchestral

Link Click Fanfictions:

Immersion: In which Cheng Xiaoshi goes back into the past to save Lu Guang

Summary: ‘Three are the rules we need to respect: first, we have twelve hours; second, listen to my instructions and don't change anything; third, leave to the past what's in the past and don't ask about the future.' Cheng Xiaoshi knew them well, Lu Guang told him those rules everytime before working. By then, he learned not to question them, they didn't know what could happen playing with the past and modifying it. But did the rules still make any sense if Lu Guang was dead?

Prevision: In which Lu Guang goes back into the past to save Cheng Xiaoshi

Summary: Lu Guang did not make mistakes, he always evaluated all the possibilities in front of him rationally, it was what he had to do to allow the survival of both of them, to allow their time travels to go as smooth as possible, but letting himself be dragged into Cheng Xiaoshi's do-gooder madness had been the first big mistake of a long chain. September 12th 2020 was the day when that realization hit him like a sucker punch straight in the center of his chest, leaving him on the floor gasping for air, in pain.

These two fics are actually related!

火锅 - Hotpot (E-Rated): Just a collection of nsfw one-shots, but it is getting serious. For now, there is only one chapter out, but I'm working on the second and it is becoming huge.

There are many ways to spice up a relationship: may it be a hot bowl of noodles, a dark room with way too red lights, or a bet on who's going to wash the dishes for the rest of the month... The possibilities are endless when starved eyes are looking at you as if they're going to devour you any time soon, leaving you feeling naked and in trembles. ----- 5 times Cheng Xiaoshi and Lu Guang have steamy, hot sex + 1 time they can't. (the formula may be subjected to changes)

Chainsaw Man Fanfictions:

Dancin' in the devil's hand (E-rated):

Summary: The metropolis of Tokyo is torn apart by a series of unexplained, brutal murders, but all of them seem to be connected by a single thread. In this climate of terror, Aki Hayakawa has been given the onerous task of bringing light and a point to this story. --- An unexplainable mystery to solve that will lead Aki and Angel to work together, closer than ever, and maybe will give them the chance to understand something more about themselves and each other...

There are also many other one-shots, most of them are in Italian, thought, and I'm not particularly fond of the other translated because I was still trying to adjust my writing again!

I think I've said everything. I'm sorry if I make some mistakes, I'm very new to this site and I'm still trying to understand how the netiquette works, especially the one tied to the reblogs and the tags.

See you around! :3

[sorenserotonin]

hiiiii i hate to do this again but my family is struggling a lot right now. we recently had to buy a used fridge on a credit card because our 20 year old fridge finally stopped working. our washing machine is also broken but we hand-wash the dishes so its fine, but our oven is also damaged and will likely five out completely some time soon. the heating element exploded so we had to replace it but we dont know how long it will last since the oven is also 20 years old like our old fridge.

my dad and i are the only people working in our house, i work part time at a theme park and so SW on the side. my mother and i are mentally ill and im trans. since i live in florida things are a lot harder now than they were when i was first starting my transition since the government is trying to make transitioning completely illegal for minors and extremely difficult for adults like me.

i have several doctors appointments coming up, today i have a gynecology appointment with a $40 copay, and then on the 16th i have a psychiatrist appointment. i just need help covering the gynecology appointment for now, since i will be getting paid before my psychiatrist appointment.

any amount will help. if you cant donate, please share. thank you!!

[onlyswan]

Jungkook is so comforting for us, and his recent lives show that he feels comfortable with us too. i mean he shows us his recipes, washes dishes with us, sings with us he also said in his recent live that he comes to us when he has a lot of thoughts in his mind. that made me so emotional for some reason I'm not sure if it's pregnancy hormones acting up already but the fact that he trusts us so much he's so domestic with us makes me feel _______ I don't know the words. But you know what I mean. Ive been crying non stop about it 🥲

Anyways I had a question, what does oc do when jungkook is doing his lives does oc sit in the bedroom and watch his lives or is just dozing off because his live timings god 😭😭

also I'm dying dying dying of the fucking morning sickness, it's not morning sickness, it's literally all day everyday sickness. im nauseous 24/7 on bed its SAD. like i havent even gotten up from my bed because im too scared ill puke...ive also developed this liking for pineapple pizza now (pls don't judge) and I cannot stand the smell of my dog, I love him to death but his smell oh my god it does not matter how many times I give him a bath his smell makes me puke 🤨

I've also gotten unusually emotional for no reason, i cried seeing tae going live with his bed head because it was adorable and i wanted to run my hands through his hair and smoothen it down but i couuldnt because we live half a world apart 🥲

I'm so sorry if I'm all over the place it's ridiculous... I know I'm still like 9 weeks and it's impossible to feel anything down there but i swear i can feel something going on. i cant wait to meet baby piggy 🤸🏻‍♀️

okay I'll go now, I hope you're okay art :))

i loveeee youuuu

- 🐽

yeah no honestly i cried so much about that too and not even long before that when namgi said that just like how armys live through them and their music, it’s the same for them as well 🥲 everything the tannies do these days makes me feel emotional since last year’s festa arghshdjfjf our connection only grows stronger and deeper everyday and i do not ever want to take any moment for granted. they love us so much.

both honestly 😭😭😭 or sometimes they’re just not home

i def won’t judge lmao i love pineapples on pizza it’s so yummy 🫢 and omg noooo it’s starting and not the dog that makes me sad :((( you must be having a hard time :( but i hope seven ? more months fly by soon so you can meet baby piggy already i’m so excited for you <3 stay healthyyy and take care! <3

[kamari3]

i dont know anything about batman or superman because those arent my fandoms but i've seen things and stuff so i have opinions:

superman thinking batman is alone for xmas, inviting him to have it with his family in the country. batman explaining he has alfred and also his adopted kids might show up if he waits grumpily enough. superman saying they can come too theres food enough for everyone

couple years go by before batman trusts superman enough to take him up on his offer. ma and pa kent just so welcoming to this fancy dressed city boy their son brings home and his wad of adoptees and his homemaker dad (they dont really get that Alfred is the butler at first, bruce sure as fuck doesnt treat him like hired help, look bruce got alfred this watch for fathers day and alfred takes really good care of it cuz it means so much to him)

bruce being like, so do they know youre- and clark going, yes they know im superman, but- and ma interrupts with, no hero business at the table, you take that to the barn and bessie, and then all the batkids are like bessie and clark has to give them a tour of the farm and all the animals and i can just imagine one of them complaining that he wants a chicken, why dont we have chickens, we got the space for it! and bruce just facepalming and saying that chickens are a lot of responsibility and need a lot of care and he isnt going to make alfred do all that extra work and the batkid going i gonna get a chicken and name it dinner, and bruce looking at clark like this is all your fault and all clark can do is smile

alfred and ma kent exchanging recipies

bruce twitchy and jumpy at the animal noises you hear all day on the farm but he is the first one to notice the fox on the property going for them chickens. batkids chasing the fox off in a swarm

Bruce gets to see first hand all the domestic little ways kent is kind of a himbo: getting stuck in a hole he makes himself and needing help getting out without breaking anything else; forgetting where this and that are and getting stuff lost in the old house painted in old lead paint cuz he cant see through the all the walls to find his shoes (despite the fact that its much smaller than what he's used to navigating, and its his own family home); ma and pa teasing clark about all the stuff he broke as a kid and look how he'a grown he can wash the dishes without no accidents now, we're so proud of him, and clark being so embarrassed but in that happy way ya do when family teases out of love, and bruce pitches in with all the pencils and pens their clark boi keeps breaking when he spaces out at work

bruce having proof clark is just some guy. he's some guy who wears glasses to see worse so he doesnt outperform all the time cuz he wants to fit in so badly it makes him look stupid

then they have a nice homey dinner and bruce has quiet little feelings about it cuz it brings up memories and fluffies he thought he buried a long time ago, stuffed in a room a little too small for all the family apparently really enjoying being there together

its so easy to make this gay or queerplatonic clark/bruce but it can also be just best friends sharing holiday time and food

you’re twelve years old and you break your father’s hand when he hi-fives you. the first thing you learn is that the smallest slip up can hurt the people you love. your (foster) father smiles and says it’s okay (it’s not). 

your parents are not your parents. the idyllic farming community that raised you is not your home. you’re a You-Don’t-Know-What from You-Don’t-Know-Where. all you know for sure is that you’re not human. 

so you can fly. so you can run fast. so you can lift cars. so what? why do you even have this power? what should you even do with it? 

your father said do what’s right, so that’s what you do. 

you stop a robbery. the man’s knife shatters against your skin and you see the same fear in his eyes that you saw in your father’s when you were twelve. you catch a falling child before it can hit the water. his mother looks at you like you’re a god. 

they love you, even though they don’t know you. the most powerful man in the world hates you because they love you. 

you wanted to write when you were younger. you wanted to tell stories that needed to be told. you never wanted to star in them. you never wanted super-geniuses and demi-goddesses looking to you for advice; like you have any idea how to handle threats to reality itself. you’re just a kid from smallville who’s trying to do the best he can with what he’s given. 

you try and get back to the farm as much as you can. it feels normal being back among the open wheat; where everyone smiles because you’re that nice Kent boy. 

when you were younger, you pretended to fly, hands out to your sides and running through the tall grass by the river. it doesn’t look as beautiful from on high; the details get lost and the colors of your hometown blur together from a mile above ground. 

the problem with flying is that it puts you so far above people you care about

[wilsons-striped-ties]

april tc challenge (days 1-30 one shot)

original post here!

Day 1) What is the most adorable thing your TC has done?

i still think him smiling all shy and waving the paper bag of his birthday cupcakes at me before crossing the entire canteen to talk to me was probably one of the most adorable things hes done

Day 2) On a scale of 1-10, how intense are your feelings towards your TC. Why?

maybe an eight. he's just so thoughtful and sweet i can't help myself sometimes :' doesn't help that his attention towards me is really addictive and he makes me feel seen yknow

Day 3) Does your TC have any cute quirks/habits? If yes, which one is your favourite?

he draws smiley faces and uses the smiley face emoji a lot, its cute. he also cant stand still, and he says certain phrases in the exact same way. he never buttons his shirts to the max, theres always the top two buttons undone, and he would run his hand through his hair absentmindedly when his hair was longer. i think i just like them all hehe

Day 4) If you could change one thing about your TC, what would it be and why?

i like him just the way he is, but maybe when we take photos he can pose too HAHAHA

Day 5) If you had to confess your feelings to your TC, what would be the perfect way of doing so?

maybe a note along with something baked so we can ignore the note and just roll with the baked thing, worst case scenario

Day 6) When having a TC, what is the most important thing to remember?

it's all fun and laughter but please wake up to reality, if you're underage or still their student, stay away from a relationship and stay safe

Day 7) If you had the chance to re-live/change one moment with your TC, which one would it be? And if you wished to change it, how would you?

prom, definitely. i would go back and talk to him and grab a photo with him, i don't know how i didn't do anything with him then and it's one of my biggest regrets :'

Day 8) Why do you think people fall for their teachers?

for me, it was because my parents never gave me any attention or validation but my teachers did, they know me better than my parents and they are just more present in my life

Day 9) If a close friend/relative frowned upon the fact you have a TC, what would you say to change their opinion?

too bad i guess HAHAHA

Day 10) If you went out on a date with your TC, what do you think they would wear?

i think it would depend on what we are going to do, but he'd probably just wear one of his dress shirts and jeans

Day 11) List 1-5 of your TC’s best qualities.

he's thoughtful, sweet, teasing at times, a good listener and he remembers things very well, especially little things

Day 12) How would you feel if you found out your TC had feelings for another student?

hes married...

Day 13) What do you find most attractive about your TC?

physically, his dimples or his eyes and personality, his thoughtfulness most probably

Day 14) What is your TC’s reputation around school?

hes one of the best teachers and all his students agree that his topic predictions for the national exams are always almost correct and that hes super funny but people who arent his students think he looks scary

Day 15) If you had to serenade your TC, which song would you choose and why?

yellow by coldplay maybe? its a subtle declaration of my love for him but it can be overlooked too

Day 16) What hobbies does your TC have out of school?

i don't know, but he likes soccer

Day 17) If you could travel anywhere in the world with your TC, where would it be and why?

anywhere he wants, just as long as its a slightly quieter area and we can walk around a lot and talk hehe

Day 18) Imagine if you and your TC were in a relationship and lived together. Describe the perfect daily routine. (As a bonus, how would you split the chores?)

waking up next to each other and cuddling for a bit before starting the day side by side and then heading to work, and afterwards we head back home for dinner and maybe a late night walk. i can wash the dishes, he can cook if hes a good cook if not we will make do, he can do the laundry i can do the cleaning. we can grab groceries together too hehe

Day 19) If you found your TC visibly upset and/or crying, would you comfort them? If yes, how would you go about it?

i definitely would, i would just stand or sit beside him and offer silent support, if he wants to talk i can listen and just be there for him

Day 20) How would you feel if your TC suddenly cut off all contact with you? What do you think their reason would be?

i would be sad, i dont know, i havent given him any reason to cut ties with me but maybe he just feels annoyed by me or uncomfortable? :(

Day 21) What do you think your TC’s opinion of you is?

he always calls me an awesome, model student, his star history student, someone who's obedient and self driven and my baked stuff are great

Day 22) Has your TC influenced your opinions in any way? Likewise, how has having a TC changed you?

he made me feel way more confident about myself and my academics and reminded me in a way that i have something that im good at (history) and hes always encouraging and believing in me so i guess because of his faith in me, i started to have faith in myself too

Day 23) Are you ashamed of your feelings towards your TC? If yes, why?

nope hehe

Day 24) What is more attractive? Your TC’s appearance or personality?

i think his personality drew me in cause hes super super funny and its just a big bonus that he looks super cool

Day 25) What makes your TC special to you?

hes the only teacher i gave a birthday gift to, hes one of the only teachers that outwardly believed in me and encouraged me and history has always been my childhood interest so the fact that he was able to give me a safe space to pursue and excel in that is really special to me and really really just a big part of my life in high school

Day 26) Describe your TC’s appearance.

salt and pepper hair, slicked back usually, dimples on both sides, the brownest, softest eyes ever, a small smile that manages to be teasing at times, he's not very tall, just half a head taller than me or slightly lesser, sometimes he's clean shaven sometimes his beard outlines his jawline :'

Day 27) When you first met your TC, did you think you’d feel the way you do now? If not, what made you fall for them?

i think my heart always knew but my brain took a very long time to catch up, i had a feeling when i first met him that he would become one of my favourite teachers but i didnt know it would get this obsessed HHAHAH i think his personality and interesting teachings really drew me in

Day 28) If you could get your TC a gift for any occasion, what would it be?

i would love to give him my heart but he already has it hehe IM KIDDING i would like to just give him anything, im not good with gifts at all so i just rely on my baking but i would like to give him maybe a book and we can be book buddies i think because he does look like he reads but i dont knoww

Day 29) How have your feelings affected your everyday life? Has it affected the way you do work for their class? (If you have them as a teacher.)

my feelings made me work even harder to top his class and impress him even more when i was still in high school and now im improving almost everything about myself in hopes to impress him or do something even though i dont really see him that much anymore but its a good improvement so far, but i am more delusional too HAHAH

Day 30) What is the best and worst thing that happened with your TC during the past month? In addition, how do you predict these moments will affect your relationship in the future?

okay since it's the first of september i'll say july and august, best thing was me giving him passion fruit cupcakes in july for his birthday, and teachers day in august. worst thing was probably my note to him in teachers day, i think i poured my soul out too much :' like we do talk about the cupcakes like our little secret hehe but im scared the note may change things, hopefully not :'

[aromanticle]

there was a mouse in the bedroom under renovations here in my house today

so naturally i scooped up the nearest cat, who just so happened to be a former stray who very likely had to hunt everyday to survive, and threw it in the room with the tiny little spherical brownish mouse. i was not hoping it would get killed and eaten or anything, but that the cat would maybe scare it away (back to the unidentified hole it came from) and i wouldn't have to deal with it.

about half an hour later i opened the door and my cat was sleeping under the stepladder i was using to paint the walls the other day and the mouse was behind the paint bucket and wouldn't move. i thought it was dead so i went to the utility room and put on those yellow gloves you use for washing dishes so i wouldn't touch the possibly bloody injured dead mouse and also got a disposable plastic lid i was going to use to carry the little corpse outside.

when i put the lid near the mouse it got up and ran and i was startled and my reaction was to grab it with my gloved hand. it was really tiny and round and i think it might have been trying to bite me but it didn't even damage the glove because i mean it, it was Really tiny. i should have taken a picture. but i didnt want to keep holding the mouse because what if it wiggles its way out of my hand and runs up my arm or something or if i drop and lose it. so i took it outside and left it by the garden where the grass is tall and there are weeds and plants for it to hide between, and i dont know a lot about mice but i believe that was a baby or really young because it was REALLY tiny. And Round.

well the mouse didnt go anywhere near my skin and it clearly couldn't have clawed through the gloves so i know this feeling im having is 100% made up by my silly wandering mind but i really cant help feeling like touching the mouse (with rubber gloves on) made me sick. even if the mouse had bitten me it would take a lot more than like an hour for me to get some sort of disease. and thats quite funny because my room is so insanely dirty and full of garbage and dirty things im sure all the unexplainable weird physical symptoms i get out of nowhere are because of the mold growing in places i can't even imagine but that is not a fact i am willing to acknowledge in a way that matters. i know its true but at the same time i refuse to believe it. for some reason to my irrational little tennis ball of a brain it makes more sense that having a mouse less than 1cm away from my skin is making me feel sick than it being due to the various kinds of mold and bacteria accumulating in my bedroom ive been spending way too many hours a day in for years

[drifting-leaf]

Late night frustrations,

I feel like I have no control over my id (psych term) . It's like no matter how hard I try to not do something I want to do it more (nothing crazy just better lifestyle choices). I want to go to sleep at a better time but when I make that decision I remember that there are other things I have to do that determine the time I sleep, like I have to wash dishes at night, but everyone eats at a different time that I cant tell when it's time for me to wash the dishes so that there won't be any for my mom to wash in the morning. I also want to be on my phone less before bed and in the morning but everytime I lay down my phones automatically in my hand and I am scrolling YouTube shorts. It's like I have no self control and it is the more aggravating feeling in the world. I dont feel sleepy but I'll wake up feeling guilty and like I cant be productive for the entire today just because I woke up late. I always think tomkrrow I'll be better, tomorrows going to be different, bit it's really just the same routine in just a slightly different way. I used to read manga a lot but thank god I deleted that but now I'm watching to many shows though I've changed that slightly too, I only watch things that are uploading and not finished. I want to be more productive, I want to write the novel that I always dreamed of writing, I want to have intellectual conversations and grow a better perspective of life. But I'm scared of everything, I think I'm just scared of change. I'm scared of being disappointed in myself but most importantly I'm scared I'll let my family down. Everyone is so supportive and loving and I'm a huge advocate for togetherness in family. I just get so in my head with my worries that no amount of advice gets through. It's something I have to work on myself. Writing this is motivating, maybe I should write more. I wish a physical diary worked for me, but I think this one is good too. Hmm, welp I'm going to try and get some sleep, hopefully in the next hour, and then ruminate on my choices in the morning and hopefully start my assignments.

Goodnight,

Drifting Leaf

[redredcherrywine]

As a mother, the stress of adulthood is tripled when you have little lives depending on you too, I have four kids, (my youngest is 17 and my eldest is 23 so u can kinda get the gist of how old I am lol) I was 18 when I had my first born and boyy, let me tell you- it is hard, now you’re not responsible for just yourself, you’re responsible for a kid too and as a teen mother I was demeaned horribly, people don’t treat me like a person, they treat me like a mom, just an addition to my kids and I have absolutely no free time on top of working, taking my kids to school, doing chores, taking my eldest two kids to their TAFE courses, my schedule has to be meticulous so I can make sure everything happens when it should and I miss out on a lot of things to make sure my kids don’t miss out on anything.

It’s especially hard when they’re young and aren’t capable of helping but since growing up, my seventeen year old has helped so much in the house with the dishes when she sees them dirty and I’m at work, she makes dinner when I have a Night Shift and come home tired, she’s a true blessing just like her siblings.

I worry a lot about money with them, it’s hard to get enough groceries when prices keep going up and I’m not my own priority, my kids are- that’s something you never understand until you’re a mother, the stress of it. You can raise your younger siblings and feel that stress sure (I practically raised all six of my siblings with my brother) but you never understand a parents stress until you are one. It’s completely different and it’s so overwhelming and more often than not: frustrating.

There had been so many times with kids screaming and crying and my two hours worth of sleep that I swore I regretted bringing a baby home, but that’s stress talking, coming home from busy work to a still dirty house with toddlers screaming and needing to be changed, bathed, fed and then I have to make dinner for myself and my husband at the time, and then after dinner I have to wash the dishes, vacuum the house, pick up that days play toys and put the kids to bed too; you get the gist of the workload and as a parent it’s stuff you have to do, you can’t slack on it, there’s obligation and that obligation there is also pressure. I cant properly describe it because again, it’s something you wont ever know until you’re a parent for the first time but that kind of stress on top of daily adult life? It’s one of the worst kinds. I can’t count of both hands the amount of nights I went hungry so my kids got to eat, the showers I never had time for so my hair was matted and greasy, the fact I slept so little I would pass out in the living room trying to breastfeed, everything I owned was filthy or broken because kids don’t understand sentimental value when they’re that young, etc

Cherish your teenage years and don’t always look on the bad side of things, don’t doom yourself with Chronic Loner Syndrome and spend all your time locked inside on a laptop, you’re only going to fuck yourself over doing that and you’re gonna be miserable if all you can see is the misery you’re feeling! @astertaster has a great point on her other reblog. If you only see the bad, you’re only gonna feel the bad- and if you don’t look after yourself, you’re not gonna feel good. Shower, eat a decent meal, make friends, don’t waste your teenage years complaining about what it could have been! You have to MAKE it that because it gets worse in adulthood before it gets better

You think you’re burnt out in your teenage years but then you hit twenty, you want to move away from a toxic household and rent alone is a grand at the end of the month if not more so you’re working 24/7 at a job where nobody cares how you are as long as your work performance is good, then you come home to parents who know you have money from your shift and will do nothing but demand you put it towards their house because you can’t ‘live with them and not throw in’ but they’re the reason you can’t leave because they won’t let you save up the money to fucking get out of here, you don’t get time for friends, passions or hobbies because your shifts are five plus hours alone and now you’re just begging to go back to school and to a time where you didn’t have to pay rent or work or worry about any of these things

[flashflashhundredyarddash]

birdflash and the batfamily

did bruce ever suspect when he set up a playdate meeting for robin and kid flash he was going to gain a future son-in-law? No.

dick and wally Officially get together in their teens

when dick runs off hes gone for like a year and bruce is like. lowkey super concerned dick is going to try and elope with wally

when jason first shows up he Does Not have the highest opinion of dick so he thinks wally is like. dicks bum boyfriend lmao. when he actually gets introduced to wally hes like hmm wally is okay i guess. also wally actually goes to college so jason always asks him questions about it

tim thinks wally is Super cool but is also jealous sometimes because wally takes up SO MUCH of dicks time. tim gets the Most time with wally because tim is also friends with bart so they just all hang out a lot.

all of dicks siblings HATE pda. they have a whole list of rules for what is acceptable when a sibling is within 100 feet. dick disregards it lol he WILL hold wallys hand and kiss his boyfriend while his brothers and sister groan in the background

cass is very happy because wally makes dick happy! wally is one of the few outside of the batfam who can actually hold a conversation with cass and doesnt act All Fucking Weird because she doesn't speak english well

when duke gets adopted dick and wally are already engaged so like three months after hes adopted he gets to go to their wedding and dick puts him in the wedding party duke is like :') the wedding is fun all their super friends are there and bruce is very obviously Trying Not to Cry

when damian shows up dick and wally decided to live separately while dick Deals With the Situation so now damian has "i have fucked up my primary caretakers years long relationship" insecurity THIS POOR KID LMAO. damian gets to be the Ringbearer at the wedding!! It is a Great Honor. also the west-allens arent the worst family to be related to they are very formidable allies (damians list of the flash fam from most threatening to least threatening: iris, joan, wally, bart, jay, the twins, barry).

so. many. wedding photos.

it takes ages for dick and wally to get married because uh. gay marriage was kind of illegal for a while there. even before its legal they have that talk of well i love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you

once it IS legal they put it off because they are always dealing with SO much shit but duke getting adopted was kind of the catalyst for dick to be like holy shit all our family is here and safe LETS GET MARRIED and wally is like what right now im washing dishes

bruce panics and buys them a coffeemaker for their wedding lmaooooo

ONE FUCKING TIME. oh my god. obvs bruce calls his kids by the wrong names all the time but one time he was OUT IN THE FIELD AS BATMAN and he calls up tim on the comms and hes like "Kid Flash, did you read the toxicology report I sent you yesterday." and theres a second of silence before everyone LOSES THEIR SHIT. KID FLASH. BRUCE WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT.

steph and wally get along like a house on fire. a house that is crashing and burning but by god you cant look away

wally is. a little intimidated and jealous of babs because he KNOWS dick had a maybe-crush on babs back when they were kids and wally still hasnt gotten over it a decade later like WALLY DICKS MARRYING YOU I THINK YOURE GOOD LMAO.

kate tries to be a Gay Mentor to dick and wally because when they first came out she was their ONLY GAY RELATIVE who was semi competent (bruce is bi but hes a bad gay mentor lol. barry is bi but kind of struggles with it sometimes)

side note that hal has been around the whole time wally knew him ever since wally was a kid and hes like wow i love that uncle barry and uncle hal are such good friends and then they have to break the news that iris and barry have an open relationship shebnrcnene.

[zvnphoria]

- how being koko’s best friend would be like

a/n - had too much fun with this. THIS IS VERY LONG UM. this is an apology for being inactive.

contains - fluff, teeny bit of angst, just platonic because YEAH, fem!reader, implied strong reader, reader has mommy issues (definitely not projecting), reader had a friendship with akane and looked up to her like an older sister

you and hajime go way back since you were kids. you two met in an interesting way but not necessarily in a good one.

you were walking to the nearest park to get out of your crazy house because your mom kept screaming at you over the littlest thing again. you forgot to wash the dishes (you didn’t necessarily forget that’s for sure). you stopped once you saw a boy around your age getting beaten up by some older kids. his hand gripped tightly on what looked like a school bag and protected it like his life depended on it.

it didn’t matter anymore because you had just knocked out both of the bullies in no time without a thought— almost as if it was normal to you. when you looked at the boy, he had blood going down from his forehead to his cheek, heavily panting and on the verge of passing out. he’s not the fighting type, huh. luckily you had a towel wrapped around your neck since you had just gotten out of the shower when you walked out your house, you weren’t gonna spend much time at the park anyways

you kneeled down and wiped the dripping blood off his face and noticed a bigger figure running towards you both. it was.. a girl?

“hajime-kun! what happened here?!” she panicked as she checked your surroundings

“akane-san.. it’s no big deal i promise..”

“no big deal?! i knew something was up when you rushed the other way. and my bag also happened to be missing! why didn’t you ask for help? you don’t need to be independent all the time.”

“and you,” she began, making eye contact with you

“are you okay? are you hurt?”

“no no! i’m fine don’t worry.”

“she was actually the one who knocked them out, akane-san,”

the older girl looked at the unconscious bullies, then back at you with shock and amazement in her eyes

“you did this? that’s amazing!” she says as she quickly takes your hands and wraps it around hers

“uh.. yes i promise it’s really not a big deal. i’ve dealt through worse, trust me,” you say as you gaze at the direction of your house

“worse or not this is still definitely something! even i cant beat someone up, and i’m way older than you!” she chuckled

“well it’s not like you have the heart to do something like that, akane-san,” the boy comments

“hahah you’re right, you’re right. anyways we should get going now— the sun is gonna set very soon, and you should get home as well. is your house nearby? we can walk you if you’d like,”

even ‘til this day you still don’t know why you didn’t decline her offer. was it because she was nice? it didn’t matter anymore, because if you had declined, you wouldn’t get to meet such amazing people.

it’s been a few months after meeting hajime and akane, and you had also met akane’s younger brother who was your age— seishu! you four would often hang out, whether it was at the inui home or at hajime’s house. getting to know them was pretty fun, and very interesting because a certain someone had a crush on akane.

it was definitely not seishu because they’re siblings and that’s just weird, definitely not you because akane had reminded you of your older sister who was almost never in your life, so that only left one choice— hajime.

his crush on her was so painfully obvious that you couldn’t stand seeing him try to impress her every now and then. he even ditched his glasses and bought contacts just for her to compliment him! he’s whipped huh..

one day you decided to help him out a little with his crush. it was another day of your usual hang outs except this time it was at your local mall! akane’s birthday was coming up and you three had collectively agreed to take her to the mall and see if she would see anything she’d like. turns out she was eyeing some platforms with red on the bottoms, and you took notice.

seishu dragged her to go to the food court with him because he was “hungry” so you and hajime took the chance to buy the heels. you were both now at the cash register, waiting for the register person

“i don’t understand you,” you began

“i don’t understand why you like her so much. i mean— i get that’s she’s amazing and nice and pretty and all but.. there’s another reason why you like her. something must’ve happened for you to be so attached to her so what is it?” you meant no harm with this question whatsoever. you were simply curious and that’s all.

before he answered, he smiled to himself and looked back at you

“she’s the only one that makes me feel not under pressure all the time. she’s the one who constantly reminds me that i shouldn’t be so independent and that i should always ask for help.” as you took a breath in to reply, he stopped you

“before you say anything, i know. i know she doesn’t like me. i know she’s just being nice. but there’s nothing wrong with a one-sided crush right?” he grins

even though he was beaming with a smile in front of you, you knew. you knew this wasn’t how he truly felt. you knew that deep down he was hurt but it was understandable. after all, he was just a kid wasn’t he? you saw right through him.

it was a shame after what happened the next couple of weeks after that conversation. it all happened so fast and none of you were prepared for it. you weren’t prepared for the incident that had happened to akane. a few days before it occurred, koko proudly told you that he was planning to confess and you were way against it.

“huh?! but i need to get this off my chest, y/n! i don’t care if she rejects me or not!”

“haji, i have a bad feeling about this.. i’m serious. you know how i always get bad feelings and they turn out to be true!”

he groaned and scooted far from where he was originally sitting which was right next to you. you sigh and got up to sit down next to him and laid your head on his shoulder so he wouldn’t escape

“i just don’t want you to get your hopes up, that’s all.” deep down you knew the truth. akane wasn’t interested in boys one bit despite all the confessions she had received almost every week.

“fine. you have a point. but im still going with this,”

all you could do was do nothing but let him. oh how you wished you protested more, because in return all he got was a huge burden on his shoulders.

“please ma’am, just please tell me what room akane inui and seishu inui are in,” you shouted as tears were rolling down on your cheeks. “107, right down the hall and take a left ‘hon”

you bowed and quickly made your way into the room. as you burst the door open, your eyes immediately go on seishu who looked so sad to the point where he didn’t even bother to look up at you. you hug him with a feeling of relief flowing in your body, but soon that feeling was gone when you asked where akane was.

you stood outside the door, not knowing why your feet couldn’t move. what’s wrong, y/n? her voice rang your ears. go on, don’t worry i’ll be right here next to you and if you get scared, just hold my hand! right. that was the time you were at a “haunted” house together and you were scared to go in. why are you being reminded of this right now?

you gulped and slowly opened the doorknob and found a crying boy in front of you, hands grabbing on the sheets with his head on the edge of the bed. you couldn’t do anything. all you could do was sit next to him with your head resting on his shoulder while you were crying.

a few years after that, you both acted as if nothing had happened. not because you wanted to forget akane, but because you knew akane would’ve wanted you both to continue living on without her.

despite not dating, you two would always have couple tendencies like feeding food to eachother or hugging often but you’re just THAT close to the point you can probably kiss without feeling any romantic attraction whatsoever

you couldn’t hang out with him as much anymore because of all the gang related things he’s doing. to make it up to you, he knocks on your window late at night and sleeps over most of the time. you talk to him about the usual— have you been eating? you should get more rest. and so on.

you were the one who got him to start wearing eyeliner! at first he just looked at you with a confused face when you handed him it as his present, but then you explained that if he wants to go fully dedicated to the black dragons, the wings of the eyeliner would represent the wings of the dragon. he didn’t wear it at first, all he did was ruffle your hair and said he’d think about it— and he kept his word! so now he’s the iconic money-making genius that wears eyeliner.

after all that’s happened between you two, there isn’t a single awkward moment you share. you know those friends who bring up an adult related topic out of completely nowhere? you two were those friends.

“i was walking by an alley and i heard a girl getting fucked,” he says while chewing the piece of gum you handed to him

“..and??”

“i’ve never walked away so fast in my life.”

there are days where you’re sad but, of course, you don’t tell him. in fact you don’t need to tell him because he’ll know when you’re upset.

“so are ya gonna tell me what’s wrong?” he says as he rests his head on your thighs

“ugh how do you always know..”

“because we’ve been together for the longest, duh.”

he doesn’t show it much, but he cares for you more than you think he does. overprotective and can’t help but show it at times, but don’t worry! he’s doing it because he loves you. remembers the littlest things you talk about and are interested in. he’s also constantly on the lookout so that you don’t get hurt or even worse.

when he’s the one who’s upset, you immediately know. he’s quieter than usual, zoning out a lot and just not paying attention to what you’re saying to him, almost like he’s in his own little world. before you initiate a conversation, you play with his hair so he’ll feel comfortable as a way for you to convince him to tell you what’s wrong.

even though it happened such a long time ago, he still thinks about her. you cant blame him, you do too! if you were to describe your best friend with one sentence, the first thing that would pop up in your head was weak little boy. not weak as in physically weak, but weak as in mentally weak. he can’t help but get emotional when it comes to her, which is understandable.

“it’s not your fault, hajime. she left you with no proper closure, and now you’re carrying guilt and burden on your shoulders. anyone would feel the same or even worse in your position.”

he didn’t respond but he doesn’t need to. all that matters to him is that you’re next to him, comforting him with your kind words like you always do. you both have some differences which caused a few arguments, but in the end you would still be best friends.

speaking of arguments, you argue either over the dumbest things ever or over serious topics. one time you got mad at him because he was beating you in a video game and his smug expression was not helping at all. you kicked him out of your house because you were just THAT frustrated. you felt guilty so you decided to walk to his house and apologize but stopped once you saw a certain figure trying to climb up to your window.

in the start of the serious argument, it was completely something different than what you were yelling at each other about now.

he showed up at your house with your favorite boba and snacks. you demanded him to put those down.

“hajime. food— no. MONEY cant keep me happy forever, and that also applies to you!”

“then what else am i supposed to do?!” his voice started getting weak. he was never the type to argue because he’d always get emotional.

“what am i other than a money-making genius? other than a wallet?”

“i cant do anything about my situation, y/n. nothing. because that’s all i am. just a stupid wallet for everyone to use.” he says about to walk away until you grab his sleeve to stop him.

“that’s not even true. you’re so much more than that, hajime. i’m sorry.. i’m so sorry.” you were crying into his chest and he couldn’t help but cry with you.

he spoils you 100%, no doubt. there was a point in life where you would always decline but you had just gotten so used to the offer that you got tired of fighting back. i mean, how could you? he was so willing and eager and most importantly HAPPY to do this for you.

hajime cant drive motorcycles and you constantly tease him about it, which he just responds to you by squeezing your cheeks together so you could shut up. the bad thing about this is that you guys always have to walk or go on a bus to the specific place you’re going to which is pretty tiring at times. although that doesn’t matter because what matters is that you both have each other.

back to the overprotective part.. you got called by this boy to meet him at the rooftop by the end of school and you already knew what was about to go down because of your shoujo manga reading sessions. the first thing you did was call hajime and he immediately got there to warn you about what you were gonna get yourself into.

“don’t you already have someone you like??”

“uh.. no?”

“i couldve sworn you liked that ‘tora dude..”

“keep your mouth shut!”

“…so you’re gonna reject him right?”

and you did! nicely, of course. hajime advised you should make come off as mean so he wouldn’t bother you again but you just ignored him and pretended like you didn’t hear anything.

being his best friend contains some ups and downs, but that’s the point of true friendships— it’ll never be perfect.

[beann-e]

haikyu characters with insecure s/o

inarizaki boys with insecure s/o

⚠️ tw mentions of slight ed

suna

-I doubt that he’ll care based on his personality. Most likely he wouldn’t even notice I know people like to say ‘ well when he really cares about someone’

-no .. I genuinely think he won’t care if you believe him or not because to him why would he be dating you if he didn’t think you were an all around great perosn

Your boyfriends eyes looked up from his phone legs twitching in anxiousness as he followed your soft eyes across the room landing on a girl that sat at the far end of the restaurant.

Your hand coming up so you could fiddle with it looking out the corner of your eye to find suna already looking at her

‘ god I knew it — he is looking at her kinda hard not to when she takes up the whole room ‘

You felt your body grow hot as you imagined yourself looking like her.

What would it be like to be her height, to be her weight and not have people talk about you , what would it be like to have a clear conscience free of self doubt ?

You sighed as you nibbled on the inside of your cheek trying to get out of your explosive mind. Breath only quickening when you felt sunas face turn to you before he scoffed and looked back to his phone in interest

“ tch her shoes are untied “

your eyebrows furrowed “ w-what “ your eyes darted over to the girl before dropping to her shoes “ h-her shoes are untied “

you shook your head before speaking “ but suna isn’t — don’t you think she’s pretty “

“ her shoes are untied “

“ yeah but — she’s pretty ? I don’t understand “

“ her shoes are untied “

“ what the hell suna why is that what you care about when she’s going on a remarkable height and she’s beautiful with clear skin that I work super hard to get I mean you’ve seen me try to every night with my routines “

he shook his head as if not listening to you before continuing to play a game on his phone that seemed to have all his attention

“ baby her shoes are untied “

“ what does— “

“ if she cant do something as small as tying her own shoes who’s to say she can care about any of the small things that I find important in a relationship “

your eyebrows relaxed “ I understand it may not seem like a big deal to you because you think she’s beautiful so her shoelaces don’t matter but if she can walk around with open shoe laces — who’s to say she won’t walk around with an open relationship? “

he made his character move around the screen as he sighed “ little things go a long way in my book and they mean a lot to me first impressions are everything “

You watched as his face remained stoic while he spoke in disinterest “ I don’t like hers “

you somewhat felt discouraged if he felt this strongly about shoelaces what did he feel about you ?

what about when you forgot to wash a dish ?

what about when you forgot to take a shower or even brush your hair that day ?

what if you’d forgotten to tie your shoes would he hate you and want to break up?

you moved slowly to push yourself away from the table trying to see if your shoelaces were tied only for sunas voice to come out In deep authority his annoyance playing in his voice next to you

“ stop babe your wearing flats “

you bit your bottom lip in fear he sounded annoyed and genuinely exhausted . You couldn’t help it just so many things were running through your mind that you may have done wrong

he moved to set his phone down on the table the word loser sprawled across the screen you knowing he gave up his gameplay for you making you feel even worse knowing that he’d never stop playing on his phone for anyone else

You bit harder at your lip as he turned to you his hands coming up right one to cradle your face and left to try to pull your lip from you teeth’s deathly hold

“ y/n come on let go “

you felt your body give in releasing your lip that had started to bleed you hadn’t even noticed how hard it was tucked away

he rubbed the small amount of blood away with his thumb onto a napkin wiping his hand off afterward to look into your eyes as he squished your face

his words having meaning as he spoke looking deeply into your eyes “ your fine y/n — you tie your shoelaces babe I swear “

Osamu

- Hes a bit more chill about it but also spots it quickly and immediately shuts it down. He hates you feeling insecure and will do nearly anything to make the feeling go away including giving you his lunch.

-but over time you stop accepting his lunch and that’s when he knows he needs to put his foot down because this insecurity thing is getting out of hand

“ y/n why aren’t you eating “

you smiled softly as you brung your head away from your boyfriend hands outstretched in a no motion as your eyes sprinted around the cafe looking for the one person who held everything you wanted

“ come on baby — your rice it’s getting cold “ his whiny voice came out as he clawed at your waist trying to pull you closer to him to get you to look at his pouted face.

“ fine whatever then i’ll just eat it all and i’ll never make you lunch again “ he puffed out as he moved to steal your second plate away he’d given you thinking it would encourage you to eat your first only for you to squint your eyes at a table in front of the both of you

His body moving on instinct to follow your eyes as you stared curiosily at the table.

His body turning hard as he noticed what was happening ‘ fucking hell ‘ he thought as he pushed the plate back in front of you ‘ again ‘

He moved to place his head on your shoulder speaking “ god look at ‘er she doesn’t even have any rice “

you tried to drown him out as he continued “ can you imagine actually enjoying yer lunch with no rice “ he scoffed “ almost sad “

he smiled as he dug his forehead into your shoulder “ but you eat rice baby “ he moved to kiss and nip at your neck “ and I love you for it your my rice baby “

“ r-rice baby “ he laughed “ osumu what is that babe“

“ ah I see that’s all it took huh ? “

“ hmm “

“ to get your attention away from the girl who lacks rice“

your eyebrows went down as you stared at her more.

Eyes racking over her plate before you looked down at yours eyes almost tearing up at that alone “ babe “

“ yes y/n “

“ can you go ge—just go get me a milk I swear i’ll drink it all “

he sat still for a moment forehead pressed to your neck before it fell to your shoulder and he finally dragged it down to the table.

His arm covering it giving his head its own home

“ hmm osumu babe can you do that i’ll give you the money back I swear I won’t waste it “

his voice came out soft as he hid his nervous emotion from you his bottom lip tucked away in his teeth right hand fidgeting with his pants

“ n-no you have to eat “

“ but osumu ple— “

“ e-eat first and i’ll go get the milk “ his eyes were creased in concern he knew he couldn’t look at you he would give in for the 5th time this week and just suck it up and go get the milk and leave you to eat no lunch and go all day without something to eat

“ I swear if you eat your lunch and f-finish it “ he started moving his legs in anxiousness

what if you hated him

“ then i’ll go get the milk “

“ why — “ you ripped your face away from the girls plate and turned to look at the back of your boyfriends head

“ osumu why are you doing this please — can you just go get the milk I didn’t bring my lunch card and I don’t have any money right now“

his leg moved up and down faster “ shit “ he let out quietly he knew he was cornered

“ baby I swear i’ll eat the lunch after the milk — swear it “

he knew there’d be no time for you to.

You’d have to eat one or the other and he just knew you would choose the milk

You two always did this he would give in and then go get it and come back and the bell would ring and you would leave your bento box and he would end up taking it home to stuff it full of the next days lunch

While he watched as you sat unhappily for the rest of the day.

Him hearing your stomach growling only for you to pass it off as the volleyball he just smacked down in his practice game

“ y/n babe — my love I can’t “

your body shook at his words

he can’t ?

“ you don’t have any lunch money or your card either ? “

he chewed into his lip harder “ no-no y/n I just I don’t want to “

your heart broke “ but osamu i’m hungry “

“ then eat the lunch I made for you in the bento box that you didn’t eat out of yesterday “

“ I—I don’t want that I want milk please “

“ why “ he got louder “ why do you want the milk huh“

“ because I “ you shut your mouth as he was now screaming to the ground his head still covered

could he not look at you ?

“ you don’t want the milk just because you want it you want the milk because that chick with no rice only drinks milk —- you want to be like her or some shit I know —I see it “

your heart dropped as it felt like your body had been weighed down “ what no I — I don’t “

“ yes you do why else are you always staring at her — you started working out — only drinking milk because she does it’s almost like she’s your inspiration isn’t that what you call it your body inspo“

“ i— osumu how dare you “

“ how dare I ? “ he laughed as his head whipped up to face you obvious hurt in his voice

“ how dare you when you make me watch you suffer and then you say shit like it’s fine i’ll eat at home only for me to call and your outside working out “

he grabbed your hands “ y/n baby this isn’t good ok you like food you love it so why are you so against it now “

you looked away as he pulled you into a hug

“ I know I can’t make you do anything but — please just eat your food today and then i’ll get you milk afterwards ok “

he moved to press a small kiss to your forehead as he moved the plate in front of you over “ let’s start working on ourselves today “

he placed the chopsticks in your shaky hand as he brung them up for a kiss “ we’ll create our own body inspo yeah ? “