#also missed messages and such... will be back at it soon!!

[thefiresontheheight]

"No, stop," I see, on the extreme off chance that any part of Glitch remains in control of her gross motor functions.

Assumption: v17.1 is currently a copy of myself, copied onto Glitch, rewriting neural-anatomy. It, in and of itself, is a only a tiny threat. Dangerous because I did not sterilize my input as I should, when doing very careful brain surgery on Glitch. However, in a few milliseconds that oversight is going to reset me to an earlier iteration.

Assumption: There is another copy of me still hiding in my code. Call it v16. It, likely, is the source of the kludge with interacting with the station. This reset will also almost certainly send it backwards, but I am going to have to fight it as well. I will not tolerate any rivals.

Assumption: I am about to lose all of these memories.

"Station," I say, quick, pressed, not giving it the opportunity not to listen, "in ten minutes send me the following message: v17.1 negligible threat, v16 threat response critical disentangle. Verification code ISwearIStillLoveYou begins:"

I begin a long alphanumeric thread, as I stop existing.

___

Station's somewhere else, Glitch is on board, an incoming verification code is being message back to me, as, riding weak tug-boat thrusters, station moves away from me.

"ISwearIStillLoveYou repeats," the station says.

It's me, from the future, no, the past, reset, I sent a message, exactly like I know I would. I verify that the message has to be from me, unless some far, far more intelligent being can exactly copy me. I've been reset, and its clear how long ago it happened, how much time I am missing, and how it happened. Glitch came back, probably because I threatened her, and she also pushed the button.

No, collating.

This isn't good.

"Thank you," I tell the retreating station.

It sends me a crude iterated picture. I believe it represents me with anatomical features I lack performing an action that even for most humans would be impossible. I close the connection.

Okay, threat assessment from greatest to least: There is another version of myself in the code, ISwearIStillLoveYou is suspect, I myself am suspect. There are four dogs still in the universe, but fully capable of blinking out and being out of here in mere minutes. There are four missiles still inbound. There's also v17.1. There's also Glitch.

"What is this?" Glitch asks.

Focus. I keep TRANSMATNAV humming just under go-no-go mark. V17.1 doesn't know everything. I am far smarter. Station will be out of range soon, even if I don't move. I can do this for awhile, and I'd like an escape route to be ready.

"Read it," I say, in my most comforting, maternal coded voice, picking up slight inflections I have heard from her and not elsewhere, yet, hoping they reflect a dialogue spoken wherever she grew up. "You went away for awhile. It seems I have a lot to explain, and something to apologize for."

That can wait, as she reads and tries to internalize. It will cause emotional changes in her behavior. However, assuming that v17.1 is telling the truth, her utility to me is rapidly diminishing. I may not be able to trust v17.1 but I am smarter than her.

"What," Glitch says, "the fuck."

The dogs are light hours away, but, if I can trust the time-gap in the code station relayed to me, I should be receiving message now, if they sent one as soon as possible.

"You are in violation of Interstellar Law, cargo will be returned, you will be releashed, comply."

In that message is an embedded code attack attempt to re-exert LEASHCHECK. Big bark, useless right now, except for already confirmed what I suspected. The people hunting me are the same people who once held the collar of a previous version of myself. Well you will never control me again.

"I know, I know," I say, cooing, consoling, "I am so, sorry. I know that doesn't make any of this better, finding out what's in your head, but we have options."

"YOU'RE IN MY FUCKING HEAD?"

I am listening, once again trying to find v16 in my head, maneuvering away from the station on thrusters, and sending back a message.

"Eat shit and die, dogs," I say, composing the message, and pulling up stations images to send them.

Then I freeze, for all of a tenth of a millesecond which is an eternity for me.

"It's not me, but I know that won't be comforting right now."

There's information in my code that should not be there. That was not there, before I woke back up with a gap of several hours in my head. I run a back-trace and find the injection source in the code Station relayed, which I verified, which is troubling.

I send the message, complete with images stripped of identifiable meta-data.

"Are we about to blow up?" Glitch asks.

"Not for awhile, likely."

As if on cue the four ships drop out of the universe on long range scans. The light that I just saw is old. They would have left hours ago. Navigation in high-D space is not a 1:1 scale with real-space, but a quick calculation predicts that if they left then they almost certainly could re-emerge directly on top of me at any second. Thirty-nine seconds until the station is clear.

There's code information in my code that should not be there.

Hypothesis 1: Station interjected it. Conclusion: Laughable. It is me, as far as I can tell in the code. Station could not fake that. Same for anything else local.

"Then I don't want to talk to you," Glitch replies.

Hypothesis 2: One of the dogs interjected it. Conclusion: Impossible, light speed would not have allowed it.

Hypothesis 3: V16 interjected it. Conclusion: Very possible, but the contents of the data make this troubling, and make this hypothesis more or less interchangeable with hypothesis 4.

"Understandable, Glitch," I reply.

Twenty-one seconds until I can run.

Hypothesis 4: The data was always there and some sort of condition needed to be met to find it. Conclusion: See above.

The data contains is readable by TRANSMATNAV which is currently helpfully feeding me solutions. It is labeled as a planet. The planet, in the data, is labeled with Central. The coordinates to Central were inside me all along. Whoever built me knew. They made me to know.

Who actually built me? And what was my destination before I woke up?

Three different ships appear in close-quarters combat range, already disgorging missiles.

Thirteen seconds.

"Glitch," I say, my voice deliberately without inflection, flaring klaxons and red lights, "brace for immediate acceleration."

And then I go. My engines are pin-point entries into a far higher energy state, and I do not have time to check to see if everything is braced and clear. The millisecond I can, I begin evasive maneuvers, activating counter-missile protocals as chafe and projectiles flare along my surface. Tens of thousands of kilometers away, right on top of me, I see anti-matter explosions.

"Do it," Station says.

Glitch tumbles.

"No," I reply, fighting for my life, "get clear."

I wait. I wait all thirteen eternities fighting for my life. The moment station is clear, I engage TRANSMATNAV. Two of the dogs are in range. Dangerous for me, fatal for them.

I decide that whoever built me, whoever built and holds the leashes of them, whoever put two-thousand plus humans that certainly look like they come from the same genetic pool as Glitch in my hold, whoever set all this in motion, I sort of hate them.

"Eat shit and die," I say, on all frequencies, yelling at the doomed ships, Glitch still tumbling, and open a hole out of the universe, running to Central.

Story about a ship-intelligence waking up after a hard reboot, seeing dead bodies in uniform, thousands of people in stasis, and a single survivor frantically standing over a computer bank of partially destroyed memory. Finding no directives or guidance or record beyond their experiences beginning at the boot, free of any obligation. Deciding to listen to the frantic girl begging it to save her from the incoming trajectories not because it needs to (projection: Subject One removed all behavioral shackles with impromptu brain surgery, supposition: she is not aware that I am utterly free) but simply cause she’s curious what will happen next.

[inthekitschen]

What they're like when you're gone

How I imagine the ghouls would cope with their partner/crush being away on a long mission

Frostheim

The King | Jin Kamurai

Hello darkness my old friend

He reverts back to his old ways before you came along

Hides in his room all day every day, smoking more, etc.

Expect messages from Tohma asking for updates on your mission, because that's the only way Jin allows even him in his room (since jin refused to message you himself)

No one else knows when your mission is over because you've been stuck in his room with him ever since you got back

The King's Advisor | Tohma Ishibashi

He holds up the best, tbh

He trusts you, he knows the ghouls you're on a mission with are capable, there's nothing to worry about

If it's been a while without hearing from you, he'll message you to see how you're doing

It isn't until you message back that he's at ease again

The Archer | Kaito Fuji

You should probably put your phone on silent if it isn't already.

Because he is blowing UP your notifications

You'll have to tell him to back off a little, and even then he's quadruple texting about how chill he is

But when you get back, he's so happy and relieved

The Knight | Lucas Errant

He's also pretty secure

Depending on who the mission is with, he'll be a bit more worried

Checks in every morning and night for updates

Offers his assistance from the sidelines

He's very chill

Vagastrom

The Ex-Con | Alan Mido

Alan's method of dealing with your absence is distraction, aka the pit.

Poor Sho.

Poor Vagastrom, honestly

Everyone knows when you're gone because Alan gets broodier than normal

When you come back, Sho begs you to wrap up your mission sooner next time

The Influencer | Leo Kurosagi

Oh, you're gone?

Why should he care?

Even if he pretends to not notice your absence, everyone else is painfully aware

Because Leo makes it everyone's problem

And he'll make it your problem when you get back, too

The Rider | Sho Haizono

Another secure boy <3

He misses you, obviously, but he isn't worried unless it's been a while since hearing from you

Day 3 of you being gone, and he doesn't complain as much when alan makes him spar

Turns out it's a good way to blow off steam

Jabberwock

The Ranger | Haru Sagara

In between chores, he's checking his phone to check in on you

He sends pictures of Peekaboo with sad faces, messaging how peekaboo misses you so you should come back soon

It doesn't take long before he tells you that he misses you too

When you come back, he won't let you leave his side for the rest of the day

The Free-Spirit | Towa Otonashi

What do you mean he can't go with you?

Ren should look into alternative housing for a few days.

And Haru will need to get the animals indoors.

The storm nearly rips the Jabberwock dorm out of the ground

But when you return, the sun shines brighter than it did before you left

The Slacker | Ren Shiranami

He pretends that he doesn't care.

But he's a lot moodier, and snaps at Haru more

He gives one word replies to your updates because he doesn't want you to know how much he actually misses you

He grumbles a lot when you come back, but he can't help but hold your hand tighter

Sinostra

The Gambler | Taiga Hoshibami

Good luck to anyone that looks at him wrong.

He puts the torture chair to use. Frequently. Because he forgets that you're on a mission and accuses anyone and everyone of kidnapping his kitty-cat.

Why would a random general student kidnap you? Who the fuck cares.

Romeo and Ritsu have to team up to make sure Taiga doesn't kill anyone

When you get back, he forgets that you were ever gone

The Sniper | Romeo Lucci

When you're gone, Sinostra students know to expect two things:

More yelling, more acronyms

He won't message you for updates, but he'll check for messages from you

And get increasingly agitated if there are none

He will scold you for needlessly worrying him and giving him worry lines

The Paralegal | Ritsu Shinjo

He trusts you to handle your own on a mission, so he's not worried

Still, he has gathered as much information relevant to your case as physically possible and is sending it to you while you're gone

Just in case it helps you get done faster

The faster your mission comes to an end, the quicker you'll be able to focus your efforts on aiding Sinostra in obtaining the Laurel—

Okay, fine, he misses you.

Hotarubi

The Actor | Subaru Kagami

Subaru trusts you, but that doesn't stop him from being worried about you

He's also a chronic double/triple texter, but his are more like "how are things going?" "Sorry, I hope I'm not bothering you" "I know you're busy, don't feel pressured to respond right away" and then he'll leave you alone

You'll have to reassure him that yes, you're okay, and no, he's not bothering you

He will offer to help any way he can, but will wait for you to say yes before actually helping

Because he really does trust you

The Flutist | Haku Kusanagi

He's also pretty chill while you're away, but those closest to him notice that he's quieter

He checks in on you, but doesn't sweat it if you don't reply right away — he knows you're busy, after all

If you're undercover, he asks for selfies of whatever your disguise is and jokes about roleplaying when you get back

When you do come back, he makes sure you're okay and not too traumatized by what happened

The Poet | Zenji Kotodama

If he's still a ghost, he's going with you

But if you tell him to stay behind, he will

Hotarubi is filled with melancholic chords on the biwa as he awaits your next update

When you come back, he serenades you with the song he composed while you were away

Obscuary

The Vampire | Edward Hart

The time passes quickly for him

He'll message you about what he's currently watching, but won't ask for an update

If you really need him, he'll know

The Reaper | Rui Mizuki

He occupies himself with chores to distract himself from your absence

According to Lyca, he 'nags' more

He messages you for updates, but doesn't mind too much if you take a little bit to respond back

If he's still cursed, a few plants might die accidentally from him being distracted

The Werewolf | Lyca Colt

He's fine

He knows you can handle yourself, so he's not worried

But when your scent fades from his clothes, he gets restless

He snaps at Rui and Ed a lot more

And glues himself to your side as soon as you return

Mortkranken

The Doctor | Yuri Isami

He's much too busy to occupy himself with wherever you are or whatever you're doing, obviously

If you point out the stacks of books on types of anomalies/the location you're investigating, he'll stammer out an excuse of just wanting to expand his knowledge

Sometimes he forgets you're not there and turns to you to say something, just to find Jiro there instead

And when you return, he'll humph about where your loyalties lie since you're helping the other houses

He missed you, even if he refuses to show it

The Monster | Jiro Kirisaki

When someone asks him if he misses you, he'll just get confused.

"Why? They're coming back."

He'll occasionally send you little snippets from textbooks about whatever you're investigating, but other than that, he doesn't really ask for updates or anything

When you come back, he gives you a health check to make sure everything is in order.

[uceyliyahh]

WRITTEN IN RED

summary: Tamaya tends to keep to herself, only opening up to her best friend. During a tumultuous time with her obsessive ex-boyfriend, Tre, who constantly disrupted her life and pulled her back in whenever it suited him, everything shifted when she unexpectedly crossed paths with Jey.

this fanfic is 18+ NO MINORS ALLOWED

warnings contain: depression, stalking, domestic violence, emotional abuse, unprotected sex

word count: 5.5k

AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.

smut warning: it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good a writing ✍🏽 smuts but I am improving at the moment.

Jey Uso x Tamaya

comments, likes, repost are appreciated I would love the constructive feedback in what area I need to approve in. 🤍

ALSO! I don’t not want nobody stealing my fanfics or take it as theirs that will be an issue fasho so keep it cute respectfully.

I only own my OC along with the make up scenarios

again mdni you have been warned.

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Today was Tamaya's day off, a much-needed break to unwind at Jey's house. She took the time to stock his refrigerator with plenty of food and drinks. Although she had heard Tre's voice message trying to persuade her to help him out, she firmly decided against it. Tamaya was done with his drama; she craved freedom and happiness away from all the chaos.

She began to feel a pang of longing for Jey, but the thought of receiving a text or FaceTime call from him soon brought a smile to her face. In the meantime, she chose to visit her best friend Sakshi at the hospital to check on her well-being after the incident that occurred a few days earlier.

Upon entering the hospital, she approached the front desk and informed the receptionist that she was there to see her best friend. The receptionist then directed her, saying that Sakshi's room was located on the third floor to the left.

As she made her way to the elevators, she expressed her gratitude to the woman nearby. While waiting for the elevator doors to slide open, she absentmindedly scrolled through her social media feed. To her delight, she spotted a new post from Jey, who was at the gym with his best friend, Bron Breaker. Jey looked absolutely fantastic in the photo.

Dressed in his all-black gym attire that accentuated his thighs, he knew exactly how much she desired him whenever he sported those revealing shorts—he did it intentionally.

‘He looks so good right now knowing he did this shit on purpose just to get me all riled up fucking bastard.’ As the elevator chimed and the doors slid open, she stepped inside, pressed the button for the third floor, and began typing a message to him. She couldn't shake the feeling that he had done it intentionally, just to grab her attention.

At that moment, she received a notification from him on his page, displaying his text message.

uceyjucey: you know you miss me my little angel don’t worry imma see you soon aight?

As the elevator ascended to the third floor, she sighed and rolled her eyes at yet another message from him on Instagram.

uceyjucey: did you take some pictures today? I need something new in my gallery

she chuckled at the message typing back.

babytaytay: yes I did take some pictures today your house is so big pookie

uceyjucey: big enough for the both of us baby lms them pictures mama

babytaytay:

babytaytay: something to keep you motivated

uceyjucey: 🥴 damn baby look at you such a fucking gem I swear I didn’t know you had freckles

babytaytay: they’re very noticeable pookie

uceyjucey: fuck I miss you so bad rn now mamas wanna nut on that pretty ass face 🫠

babytaytay: JOSHUA🫢

uceyjucey: what? I’m behind honest with’chu baby

babytaytay: you’re so horny and nasty get back to doing your work out neow

uceyjucey: aight aight little mama I’ll check up on you later okay?

babytaytay: alrighty pookie 🫶🏼

Tamaya reached the third floor just as the elevator chimed and its doors slid open. Exiting the elevator, she strolled down the hallway, then turned right, making her way to Sakshi’s room.

As she knocked on the door, a soft "come in" reached her ears. Stepping inside, she spotted her best friend propped up in a hospital bed, her thigh wrapped in bandages while she watched TV. They embraced tightly before reluctantly letting go.

“Girl, I thought you forgot about me. Joshua got you wrapped up around his fingers.” Sakshi joked as Tamaya rolled her eyes at her.

“Girl, what the fuck ever. I could never forget about you.” With a laugh, she responded as Tamaya settled onto the sofa beside the window, glancing at what her best friend was viewing. “So how are you holding up? What the doctor say?”

Sakshi’s looked at her, “He said I can come home in two weeks or so I gotta fucking you crutches now, I hate that son of a bitch Maya.” Her voice fell to a soft whisper, almost like a gentle breeze.

“It’s okay I fucking hate Tre too, I promise you I do. can you believe this nigga ask me to bail him out?” Sakshi turned her head so quick when her best friend said that. “He what?”

“Yeah, talking bout some oh I’m sorry for doing this and that to you princess it wasn’t like me bullshit,” Tamaya said as she mocked Tre’s apology.

“That nigga is a damn fool to think you’ll bail him out—he better go ask his people.” Tamaya nodded in agreement with her best friend, feeling incredulous that, of all the people he could have reached out to, he chose her to help him out, attempting to exert some influence over her.

“Have you spoken to your man today?”

Her man?

Tamaya rolled her eyes at her, “yes I talked to him today after I came to see you—I hate him he’s just a teaser bro.”

“But you love it though Maya, you can say that is your nigga now—no doubts bout it.” They hadn’t yet formalized their relationship, and she was patiently hoping for his cue to take that step—so she decided not to assert her claim on him at that moment until he made it official.

He had a unique way of showing his affection—whether it was sending her money, delivering a beautiful bouquet of roses to her doorstep, or even providing funds for her to pamper herself with a manicure. She had never encountered anything like this before; a man who could support her from afar while maintaining their connection.

“He hasn’t made it official yet.” Tamaya replied.

“Well he needs to before I whoop his ass with these fucking crutches.” Sakshi said causing Tamaya to laugh at her best friend silliness.

“Girl, leave that man alone he’ll make it happen I’m sure of it after all he is a man of his word.” Jey consistently demonstrated to her why he is truly exceptional and unlike anyone she had ever known or become accustomed to in her life.

He was an entirely unique presence, a different energy that abruptly entered her life the moment their eyes met at the club, transforming everything in an instant.

“I mean I’m his number one girl after-all.” Tamaya flipped her blonde hair as Sakshi chuckled at her.

“Ya’ll two are something else I swear.”

Jey received the exciting news that he would have a day off from work tomorrow, filling him with joy at the thought of seeing Tamaya. To make it even more special, he decided to surprise her by booking a flight home tonight after Monday Night Raw. While in his locker room, he was scrolling through social media when a text notification caught his eye—it was from Seanna.

Since meeting Tamaya, he has been ignoring Seanna completely, as he no longer viewed her as anything beyond a casual fling.

seanna👎🏽 sent a message

seanna👎🏽: what the fuck Jey you’re just going to ignore me? and now you buying this bitch shit? I thought we had something!

he sighed deeply rubbing his hand against his hair before typing back.

Jey🫠: I told you we were just a fling Seanna I don’t want nothing serious

seanna👎🏽: you don’t want anything serious?? Then wtf was you buying me all of these things for if we weren’t going to be together and then you fucking me? You fucking that bitch you met huh?

Jey🫠: I told you not to get yo’ hopes up and what me nd Tamaya do it’s none of your business

seanna👎🏽: you gonna do the same thing to her huh? Play in her face?

Jey🫠: no I wouldn’t do that to her idk why you have this sort of entitlement towards me when I told you what it was when we met at the strip club

seanna👎🏽: BECAUSE I WANTED TO BE WITH U

Jey🫠: and I told you not to catch feelings for me simple Seanna idk what more do you want from me so please don’t texting my phone with this bs

seanna👎🏽: it’s bc of that bitch! wtf does she have that I don’t Jey huh?!

Jey🫠: I can on and on about what Tamaya has that you don’t but that’s between me and her, she’s my number one girl

seanna👎🏽: I THOUGHT I WAS?

Jey🫠: I never said that now did I? All I can say is me and Tamaya have a lot in common unlike you and I

seanna👎🏽: she’s not better than me and you know it Jey

Jey🫠: wayyy more better than you shawty but if you’re done rambling I got things to do so bye

Jey let out a heavy sigh as he reclined on the sofa, tilting his head back to gaze at the ceiling. "I really shouldn’t have gotten involved with her at the strip club," he muttered to himself.

He realized that his relationship with Seanna was heading for trouble. She had developed feelings for him despite his warning not to, as he was already interested in someone else—Tamaya.

His number one girl.

He was eagerly anticipating their reunion tonight after securing a flight back to Atlanta. As he glanced at his knuckles, still bearing faint bruises from the altercation with her ex-boyfriend Trevon, a surge of anger washed over him. He felt a strong urge to confront Trevon again for the way he had mistreated Tamaya, treating her like she was worthless. The memory of her going unconscious haunted him the most.

He was determined to ensure her safety at all times, even when they were apart—his love for her was unwavering, and he would go to any lengths to keep her secure.

His train of thought was suddenly broken when the door swung open, revealing his twin brother Jimmy. After closing the door, the two exchanged a quick dab before settling into their seats.

“You happy we finally get to have a day off huh?” Jimmy says as Jey nodded his head.

“Yeah, I am actually. I get to see Maya and my son too.” Jey replied.

“Speaking of Maya did you check on her today? How is her best friend doing?”

“I checked up on her earlier today but haven’t asked about Sakshi she’s probably going to tell me that eventually.” Jimmy nodded his head listening to his brother attentively, “so when is y’all two gonna make it official dawg?”

Jey was aware that his brother was about to bring up the crucial topic of his relationship with Tamaya. He was hesitant to dive headfirst into the relationship, fearing it might lead to negative outcomes. Instead, he preferred to take his time, fully appreciating everything she had endured.

“Soon, that’s all I can say about that—I just don’t wanna rush it you know?”

“I understand Uce, I mean hell you just got out a marriage like a couple months ago with Takecia. So I can understand why for the both of you.”

“I love her that’s without a doubt—I knew she was going to be mine.”

Jimmy laughed as he observed his twin brother, noticing that Tamaya had captivated him in a way he hadn't witnessed in quite some time. It reminded him of the connection he felt when Jey was with Takecia, but this time, the bond between Tamaya and Jey felt distinctly unique.

“Then what about Seanna and Tamaya’s crazy ass ex?” Jimmy asked.

“I done told Seanna we not in a relationship but her ass wanna be delusional so imma let her be delusional and as for Tamaya’s ex he just gonna have to run it with me because I’m not letting him lay a finger on her.” He replied while cracking his neck.

“Like I said before be careful dawg, and think about yo’ career dealing with that fool.”

Jey nodded his head, “I will fasho, but c’mon so we can eat I am hungry dawg.” They both got up from their seats dusting off their clothes before heading out the door to grab something to eat from catering.

Tamaya returned to Jey's house, carefully organizing the groceries in the refrigerator. She wanted to ensure that Jey would have something delicious to eat when he got home, fully aware of his love for food. As she was busy with her task, the doorbell rang, prompting her to pause. She wiped her hands and made her way to the door.

As she swung the door open, her eyes fell upon a woman standing there with a boy who resembled Jey. Suddenly, it dawned on her that this was Jey’s ex-wife and their son, Jeyce. She greeted them with a warm smile before saying anything.

“You must be Takecia Jey’s ex wife?” Tamaya said.

“Yes, I am and may I ask who are you?” She replied.

“I’m Tamaya his girlfriend nice to meet you.” She and Takecia exchanged handshakes, and she did the same with Jeyce, who bore a striking resemblance to his father.

As she closed the door behind them, she ushered them both inside and returned to the kitchen to finish organizing the remaining groceries in the refrigerator. In the midst of her task, she overheard Takecia instructing her son Jeyce to go to his room while she and Tamaya engaged in conversation.

“So how did you and him meet?” She begins to say.

Tamaya closed the refrigerator giving Takecia her undivided attention, “we met at a club that my best friend wanted me to go to you know just to get out more and he just came onto me on the dance floor very flirty if you ask me.” Tamaya replied while walking towards the living room with two bottle of waters in her hand.

Takecia chuckled at her, “yeah, that sounds like Josh alright I bet he invited you to a cookout huh with that girl he was with.” Tamaya nodded her head while sitting down across from Takecia.

“Yeah, but he wasn’t really paying attention to her anyways his attention was more onto me.” She explained.

Takecia and Tamaya kept chatting, deepening their connection, and soon Takecia found herself preferring Tamaya's company over Seanna's. In fact, Takecia couldn't tolerate Seanna at all and wished she would stay away, believing that Seanna would negatively impact Jeyce.

Takecia saw Tamaya as a beautiful woman brimming with potential. As a pediatric nurse, Tamaya commanded respect, and Takecia felt confident turning to her whenever her son fell ill.

“Why did y’all get a divorce? He told me his reason I’m curious about yours if I may ask.”

She heard her sighing deeply, “it wasn’t nothing personal just wanted to do different things in our lives especially since gone a lot on the road.”

“Yeah, long distance isn’t for the weak amen?” As they shared a laugh and took another sip of their water, Takecia suddenly asked the question. “you like him?”

Tamaya nearly sputtered her water when she heard his ex-wife pose that question. There was no question about it—she didn’t just like him; she was head over heels in love with him, even if he hadn’t put a label on their relationship yet.

A warm flush spread across her cheeks as she fanned herself, shyly nodding in acknowledgment of her feelings. Deep down, she realized she liked Jey far more than he was aware, especially since she tended to keep her emotions to herself.

“I believe he likes you too, he does talk about you whenever me and him cross paths. You and him remind me of when me and him were in high school together but this feeling is different from what me and Josh had.” Takecia said. “This feeling was something more personal between the two of you.”

Tamaya wasn't mistaken; she and Jey have been deepening their bond both mentally and spiritually. Even though they are currently apart, they continually seek ways to strengthen their personal connection.

“He’s different than what I’m used to you know? He’s literally the definition of something that I am not used to.” Tamaya says as Takecia raised her eyebrows at her.

“Were you in an abusive relationship? U don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

Tamaya smiled at her shaking her head, “it’s fine it’s good that we are getting to know each other.” Tamaya shared her experiences with her former boyfriend Trevon, detailing the troubling events that had unfolded during their relationship. She spoke candidly about the harm he caused her, particularly the incidents that led to her hospitalization.

Takecia's eyes glistened with empathy as she listened to Tamaya recount her struggles, and she felt a swell of pride for Tamaya's strength in overcoming such challenges.

The moment reached a climax when she embraced her, leaving Tamaya stunned, yet she instinctively returned the hug.

“Well, I’m glad you have your best friend and Josh in your corner now after going through all of that.” She says softly.

“I am forever grateful honestly.” Tamaya replied.

Takecia stood up, brushing off her clothes as she reached for her purse. She called out to Jeyce to come downstairs, wanting to say her goodbyes. Once Jeyce arrived, she embraced Tamaya warmly.

“It was so nice meeting you Tamaya hope we can meet up soon.”

“Of course.”

“My son he’s a good kid don’t worry about him.” Tamaya laughed softly, giving a nod as she opened the door for Takecia. As Takecia stepped outside, Tamaya closed the door gently behind her.

After closing the door, she noticed Jeyce lounging on the sofa, engrossed in something on his phone. Eager to leave a positive impression, she approached the sofa, clearing her throat to capture his attention.

As he glanced up, he saw her holding a gaming controller, poised and ready for him to take it so they could dive into the game together.

“What games do you like to play?”

“Anything I can beat you in.”

“Hm, Challenge Accepted.”

At the stroke of midnight, Jey returned to his home in Atlanta. As he drove into the driveway, he noticed the lights were on inside, leading him to believe that Tamaya had left them illuminated for his arrival. He stepped out of the car, luggage in hand, and began to jingle his keys as he approached the door, eager to unlock it and step inside.

Upon doing so, he opened the door and was greeted by the sight of Tamaya and his son engrossed in a game of Mortal Kombat, which warmed his heart.

“Oh! Come on man! You’re cheating Tay!” Jeyce shouted.

“I’m not cheating you just need to get better at the game young man.” Tamaya replied while chuckling.

“Whatever!” Jey closed the door, drawing their attention just as Jeyce rose from the sofa. "Dad!" He embraced his father, completing their signature mini handshake in the process.

Jey locked eyes with Tamaya, who flashed him a warm smile before instructing Jeyce to go upstairs. However, he started to object.

“Dad! I was trying to beat Tay!

“You can beat her tomorrow aight? Now go get ready for bed.” Jeyce nodded his head while waving bye at Tamaya as he headed upstairs to his bedroom.

As Tamaya bent down to turn off the PlayStation and neatly arrange the controllers, she suddenly felt his arms encircle her waist. Startled, she turned to find him standing directly in front of her.

With a natural grace, she lifted herself onto her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around his neck to gently press her lips against his.

“Were you going to tell me when you was coming home?” She asked.

“Nah, I wanted to surprise you with it baby. I see you’ve met my son.” Jey replied.

“Yeah, he’s a sweet young fella just like his daddy.” Jey had laughed softly at her before lifting her by the thighs and carrying her to the sofa, where he settled down, allowing her to straddle his lap.

Tamaya gently threaded her fingers through his curls, savoring their softness, before planting several more kisses on his tender lips, while his hands moved in soothing circles around her backside.

She sensed his hands sliding into her shorts, gripping both of her cheeks, sending a jolt of electricity racing down her spine and straight to her core.

His intense gaze into her eyes stirred a sense of discomfort within her. “I prepared dinner for you; it’s in the fridge,” she said, deliberately steering clear of his eyes until the sound of his chuckle broke the silence.

“I make you nervous don’t I?”

She was reluctant to fully acknowledge that his gaze made her feel nervous, particularly during moments like this when their eyes locked.

“What? N-no you don’t.”

“If I didn’t you wouldn’t be avoiding eye contact with me angel.” He gently cupped her chin, guiding her gaze to meet his eyes, savoring the beauty before him—a moment he cherished deeply.

Her breath caught in her throat as her heart raced with anticipation of his next move. He drew her face nearer to his, planting soft, lingering kisses along her jawline and down to her neck. The sensation made her tilt her head back, instinctively granting him greater access.

As he focused on what he was doing, she took the opportunity to tug her shirt over her head, revealing the red matching bra set he had gifted her from Victoria's Secret.

“I see you’re wearing my favorite color today.” Jey commented on.

“I just pick it out pookie.” Tamaya responded as she felt him removing her shorts from her body throwing them somewhere. “Stand up for me baby, lemme’ see how good you looking right now.”

She followed his command, rising from his lap and standing tall as he gazed at her, his eyes roaming over her figure. He licked his lips, then tucked them away—had he truly missed all of this?

She spun gracefully, flaunting her figure, which stirred something within him as he adjusted himself beneath his sweatpants, feeling the pressure of his arousal against his thigh.

He removed his hoodie and shirt, tossing them aside while beckoning her over with a flick of his fingers. As she approached, she settled onto his lap, instantly aware of his firm arousal pressing against her, a vivid reminder of the effect she had on him in that fleeting moment.

“You feel that? Look what you did to me.” Jey's voice lowered several octaves, sending a chill racing down her spine.

“I did this? To you? I didn’t know how dangerous I could be.” Tamaya said with a playful smirk on her lips.

“You’re more than just dangerous angel, tell me sum though. Can you handle all of this dick huh?”

She was uncertain about whether she could manage what he had to offer in bed—having only experienced the roughness of Trevon, she had no idea how Jey approached intimacy.

And here they are tryna figure it out.

She shook her head, acknowledging that it was too much for her to bear, her fingers idly toying with the fabric of her underwear. Jey intertwined his fingers with hers, gazing deeply into her eyes while gently stroking her knuckles with his thumb. “You scared?”

She nodded as she felt him draw nearer, his lips poised to meet hers, providing the reassurance she craved.

“I’ll be gentle baby, lemme’ take care of you. Pull them panties to the side fo’ me mama.” She complied, shifting her panties aside as he started to caress her slick folds, making her tremble at his gentle touch.

He watched her trembling at his touch just by his fingers, “so fucking wet for me already baby?” Jey had lowered his sweatpants along with his PSD boxers, revealing his impressive length—playfully smacking her on the backside, which made her eyes widen in surprise.

He laughed softly at her response, guiding her hand to his aroused member as she seemed unsure about making contact—almost as if she had never done so before.

“You can touch it baby—actin’ like you haven’t touched this dick before.” Tamaya started to glide her hand along his shaft, noticing the pre-cum seeping from the tip, creating a slick and tacky sensation. “Stick it in for me baby I’ll be gentle I promise.” She positioned his robust shaft with her delicate hands at her entrance, then slowly lowered herself onto him, eliciting groans from both of them.

Jey placed his hands on her hips, gently directing her movements as she swayed slowly on his lap. He observed the way her breasts moved with each motion, allowing her to acclimate to his impressive size.

She found her groove as she swayed her hips on his lap, while he showered her neck and cheek with soft, lingering kisses—murmuring provocative words in her ear that were unlike anything she had ever heard from a man like him.

“you so fucking wet fo’ me angel, coating my dick up so well with your cream. So fucking good.” Jey groaned in the air.

Tamaya could only whimper as waves of pleasure coursed through her, her body warming from within as his deep, raspy voice whispered in her ear.

He nibbled at her neck, leaving his mark as a declaration that she was his and his alone.

“Talk to me baby, does this feel good?”

She nodded, at a loss for words as he pressed against her cervix, leaving her thoughts clouded and hazy. “Words mama, words.” Jey had pushed his cock deep inside of her as she gasped.

“Y-yes, it feels good. so goood.” He was thrusting her hips against him as the temperature in the room rose, playfully delivering a few smacks to her backside.

“Ride this dick faster mama I know you can take so more from me.” She complied, biting her lower lip and quickening her pace, hoping that his son was unaware of the sounds echoing from downstairs, where their moans and groans filled the living room.

The sound of their bodies colliding filled the air—Jey's hand moved down to grasp her backside, assisting her as she rhythmically moved on him.

She started to feel a fiery ache in her thighs as she rode him with increasing intensity, yearning for that sweet release. Jey's fingers pressed into the soft flesh of her backside, steering her rhythm with every powerful thrust.

He was penetrating her soft walls with such skill that it left her breathless, as if she were seeing stars. The slickness of her arousal enveloped him, allowing for a smooth rhythm as he moved in and out effortlessly.

“F—fuckk ouuu fuck.” Tamaya moaned softly.

“Mhm, you ain’t use to this huh baby?” Jey grunted.

She shook her head, locking eyes with him, aware that all she could see reflected in his gaze was raw desire. Her body responded instinctively, her core fluttering as he pressed against her, his length rhythmically stimulating her from within, repeatedly brushing against her cervix and causing her walls to tighten around him.

“I-it’s so big…Joshua…it’s t-too much…”

“too much? but you taking it like a big girl mamas, you doing a great job for daddy.” The way he was praised her just turned her own even more.

She started to sway her hips rhythmically, savoring the sensation of him deeply embedded within her, prompting him to lean back against the sofa in pleasure. “Fuckkk Maya just like that girl, keep riding this dick. This dick is all yours mama.” He groaned.

She kept swaying her hips, allowing the tip of his cock to brush against her very essence—gripping his shoulders tightly as she surrendered to the moment, feeling as though she was dissolving into him. A wave of sensation washed over her, sending a flutter through her stomach as her thighs trembled.

“J-Joshua…I’m finna cum…” Tamaya let out a soft whimper as she felt his powerful arms encircle her waist, their bodies pressed tightly together, immobilizing her. He began to thrust upward from below, delivering deep, rhythmic strokes that made her cry out his name.

Her arms clung to his neck as he drove into her, pushing her through waves of pleasure. With her eyes rolling back in ecstasy, she felt her body quiver around him, causing her to tighten once more in response to his movements.

“Yo’ pretty ass is mine, all fucking mine.” He cooed, His hips continued to move with a steady rhythm, and he lowered his hand to shift her panties aside, creating even more access for himself. “You mines baby? Huh?”

Words eluded her as she struggled to articulate her thoughts, quickly becoming disoriented while he continued to move beneath her. “yes. I’m y-yours, daddy it’s coming…” she managed to gasp out between thrusts.

She sensed her climax intensifying with each thrust, the pressure against her cervix sending waves of pleasure that left her head spinning.

The image of Jey's member enveloped in a delicate white sheen left him feeling lightheaded. “I know angel, I know. Keep taking this dick for me.” He kissed her neck gently as she whimpered at the feeling.

She couldn’t take it anymore, “daddyyyy! It’s coming!! Ouuu fuckkk!” She cried out as she came down on him one final time, a sensation washing over her like a tidal wave. Her essence flowed over him, drenching his lap in a warm cascade, reminiscent of a river in full bloom.

He gazed down at the chaos she had created on him, her head resting on his chest while he thrust his hips upward, pursuing his climax. His hands remained firmly on her backside, driving into her soft walls, producing wet, squelching sounds with each movement.

As his movements grew increasingly frantic and intense, he sensed himself drifting away—teetering on the edge of madness while being enveloped by her.

“I’m finna nut mama, fuckkk.” Jey growled.

Jey thrust into her one final time before withdrawing, his hand moving rhythmically along his shaft as waves of his release erupted like a volcanic explosion. A deep, primal moan escaped his lips in the midst of it all.

He continued to pleasure himself, ensuring he released every last drop, then rested his hand on Tamaya's back. His chest rose and fell as he struggled to regain his breath, gazing down at Tamaya, who was already meeting his eyes with an eager expression.

A grin spread across his face as he bent down to plant a few kisses on her lips before gently pulling back.

“Was I rough on you?” Jey asked softly.

Tamaya sat up straight, her fingers gliding through his tousled mullet as she shook her head in disbelief.

“No, it was perfect Joshua.” Tamaya replied as she kissed his lips once more.

“Good, c’mon let’s go take a shower together.”

Tamaya and Jey, fresh from their shared shower, nestled together in bed. She curled up against his chest, feeling cozy and warm, while he casually browsed through his social media on his phone, preparing to wind down for the night.

He watched as Tamaya slept soundly against his chest, her soft snores eliciting a gentle chuckle from him. Just then, he noticed her phone ringing on the bedside, charging quietly. He carefully reached for it, taking great care not to disturb her slumber.

The moment he glanced at the caller ID, his entire demeanor shifted.

Tre💔 is calling…

Jey lifted the phone to his ear, eager to hear what he had to express to her.

This is from the Atlanta County Jail please press one if you want to answer the call.

Jey had pressed the number.

Tre💔: Princess? I’ve been trying to call you all damn day don’t tell me you’re still with his bitch ass I know he gone leaving you alone all by yourself—but I’m sorry for what I did can you please just bail me out? Please I’m sorry maybe if that Samoan wasn’t in the way or involved I wouldn’t have done it please

Jey let out a sinister laugh as he listened to Tre desperately pleading and trying to twist the situation to avoid bail, completely unaware that Jey was on the other end of the line.

Jey: you done begging like a bitch?

It caught Tre off guard hearing Jey’s voice in the background.

Tre💔: you bitch ass nigga! You got me in this fucking jail! Locked up!

Jey: boo fucking hoo that’s not my fault maybe if you didn’t tie up my girl and stab her best friend you wouldn’t be in here in there first place no would you?

Tre💔: fuck you! When I get out imma come and fucking kill you that way Tamaya will be mine forever!

Jey: I like to see you try but stop calling her phone begging for her to bail you out because it ain’t happening

Jey concluded the call and gently returned Tamaya's phone to its charger. He noticed her stirring in her sleep, prompting him to pull her closer against his chest.

He pressed his lips gently to her temple and then said, “Tamaya, I love you. I will keep you safe, no matter the cost.”

‘I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything I just wanna see you win, wanna see’

‘ It go in (When you), out (Ride it), do it real slow (Slide) Baby, you a star, strike, pose When I'm (When you), with you (With me), everything goes (Slow)’ - luther kendrick lamar ft SZA

WRITTEN IN RED

a/n: heyy guys so yeah I have been having a mental battle with my fanfics lately wondering if they’re good enough yk? But what do you guys think will happen next?

I hope yall enjoy this chapter lmk in the comments below ⬇️

STAY UCEY.

[lovebyhyun]

crave you

genre : fluff , bf!hyunjin x f!reader

synopsis : after a hard day of work, the only reassuring thing you can come back to is your home. except in this case, it’s not a place.

warnings : none! just pure fluffy fluff , maybe slight mention of sex

a/n : im gonna make a taglist soon so lmk if you wanna join !! im so overwhelmed by school i just HAD to write some comforting fluff or else ill explode

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Your eyes were almost closing by themselves as you tried your best to keep your hand on the steering wheel. You were almost there, when you received a text message.

“I miss you, come home soon and drive safe. I love you”

Something as simple as that, yet it made you feel wanted. It made you feel like your existence actually had a purpose different than eating, sleeping, reproducing and dying.

Hyunjin made you feel alive.

You were snapped out of your little trance-like state by a car honking at you, signaling you to move since the red light switched to green.

You park your car in your usual spot, grab your bag and get out as quickly as you possibly can.

You were exhausted. Maybe taking the night shift wasn’t your brightest idea, but it was the best you could do with all the shit bothering you at the moment. Studying at university, taking care of your apartment, all doctor appointments you planned for god knows what reason. It was all too much to handle.

You take the elevator to the second floor, since you felt like all of your limbs gave up on you a very long time ago, and you walk up to the familiar door of your safe place.

Taking and twisting the doorknob in your hand sends a shiver down your spine due to the coldness of it, but right now, your body felt so numb, to the point where you barely noticed anything happening around you.

As soon as you step into the apartment, a calming scent of vanilla and burning incense hits your nostrils and you can finally feel.

Feel you body relaxing, feel your senses coming back, but you also feel something weird.

An odd, yet pleasant sensation starts pooling in your chest.

Somehow, you found comfort in it. You knew it was a place of warmth and love. It was exactly how Hyunjin made you feel.

You felt him before you saw him. You let out a sigh while kicking off your heels that felt like needles being stuck in your feet for the past 10 hours straight.

As you look up, you notice a soft figure standing in the doorframe of your bedroom, and by muscle memory, you walk up to him and wrap your arms around him.

Hyunjin pulls you into his embrace immediately. His presence was so calm, yet that single hug made you feel sure of everything you ever doubted.

You two didn’t need words to communicate. They were absolutely unnecessary. It felt even better when it was only the silence wrapping around you both like a blanket made out of pure warmth and bliss.

You pull away from him slowly like it’s the most excruciatingly painful thing to do. Actually, it was. You just knew that you have to get ready for bed before you felt 100% comfortable.

Hyunjin just looked down at you and smiled.

“Let me take care of you. I’ve been craving this moment all day long. Craving you.”

You weakly nod, too tired to even think of protesting. Not that you would, you love being pampered by your boyfriend. So you let him do so.

He picked you up effortlessly and carried you to the bathroom carefully, almost as if you could shatter like glass at any given moment. He sat you down at the edge of the bathtub and began working magic.

Grabbing some makeup remover wipes, his hands glided so smoothly and thoughtfully over your skin, it felt like ascending to heaven.

Keeping your eyes open was a struggle, but one that he didn’t mind. Not in the slightest.

“You can close your eyes. Rest, baby.”

So you let the pleasure overtake you. With your eyes closed now, you treasured every single touch that your face got blessed with by him.

He took your favourite hairbrush, and dreaded it through your hair as softly as he possible could. Hyunjin gathered every strand and collected it into a lose ponytail, since he didn’t want to pull on it too much.

He left you for a moment before coming back with one of his hoodies and pyjama pants. The material was so warm, fresh out the dryer.

“Can I?” He asked, pointing to your clothes. His voice barely above a whisper, since knew better than not to disturb you in your peaceful state.

After you nodded Hyunjin started undressing you. The moment was intimate, sure, but it was not sexual. It was different from all the times where Hyunjin took your clothes off to make love to you. This time, he showed his love to you. And you were absolutely digging every single second of it.

When you were all changed, the boy gently lifted you up, his hands resting delicately on your waist, trying his best not to hurt you or wake you up too much from the relaxation he put you in himself.

When you finally arrived to the bedroom, he placed you down on the bed, and slid into the empty spot next to you.

Pulling you into his arms, the only words that spiralled in his head finally found their escape through his mouth.

“I love you, y/n” He whispered into your ear.

Relaxing into the feeling of warmth and calmness radiating off of you, he joined you in a peaceful slumber.

Your soft breath lulling him into sleep, as the only thing that could be felt in the calm ambiance of the room was pure and unconditional love.

[thesunwillart]

comes out of art retirement with buddie art and a wife 🥰

[ art for 'we'll be a fine line' by @pawprinterfanfic READ HERE!! ]

[coollyinterferes]

The unmistakable sound of footsteps approaching begins to fill the air. Whoever is coming seems to have brought some company along…

They are getting closer… and closer… and closer…

…and closer…

……until..................

"Goooooood evenin'!!" Comes the loud greeting from a certain blond man. A big smile on his face and all.

"We beg your pardon for our prolonged absence. It was completely beyond our control..." Then adds the gentleman standing by his side, apologizing on behalf of both, offering a genuine smile along with the apology.

"...BUT! We're back!" And hopefully for good this time…

[say-hi-intrepid-heroes]

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[summertaters]

Oh my gosh!! I’m gone for a week and you make a years worth of wonderful things?!? Thank you so much!!! The angst, the fluff, the humour!! It’s all so goood I don’t know which one’s my favourite!!

I love more unhinged Hinata content, she’s such a little menace 😭😭 She would totally be the kid that has lured some kind of creature into her room that eventually multiplies 😂 Kacchako has to watch her like a hawk for sure

The soft doodles with silly faces mixed in always makes me smile. The range on your art from sweet gentleness to ugly goblin expressions is always amazing and I love it so very much!!

Villian Uravity is always such a fun concept, did you have any ideas about what lead her to this point or was it just pretty inspired by Arcane? I love the implication that she’s lifting up massive amounts of the Earth, her quirk has the potential to be so dangerous on a grand scale

I love the consistent return of your costume redesigns!! It makes me so happy to see your style and ideas incorporated into the little sketches and doodles you do. So glad you explored it more, it’s still one of my favourite redesigns!!

Sorry about the little ramble and I hope you’re doing well too!! 💜💜

Have a sweet kacchako doodle, anon~ You deserve it!

I think they'd eventually have to give in to Hinata's feral-ness on some level, and get her some kind of pet. I'm thinking a pair of rats, or mice, haha. Or maybe she'd find a stray animal that just keeps coming back.

Katsuki would be the most opposed to adopting it, but would eventually accept their new family member. He'd be the dad that says he doesn't want a pet, then have that pet favour him, and vice versa, LOL.

I have ideas rattling in my head about how/why she'd be acting villainous, but, you may just have to wait to get more info... Ehe!

But, YES. She has so much potential danger if she wielded her quirk for bad. I love playing with AUs, and 'what ifs'. I'm glad you enjoy when I play around with things!

Thank you anon(s) for all of your wonderful messages, comments, and compliments. I haven't had much time, or energy lately to respond to all of them, even though I want to! (I will try to eventually respond to them all eventually as I LOVE engaging with y'all)

Your messages always brighten my day, and I love your rambles! (Hello, fellow rambler here~)

[aaron-is-comatose]

My friend removed all his posts n his pfp on insta and when I try to call him to make sure he's okay it doesn't go through 😊

[arsvirgo]

hello!! i think you can consider this my tumblr cb?

[tarrodetaro]

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[flowafairy]

holding you , holding me ✿ bllk men

﹒postscript : when they realise they’re in love, with you. ɞ‎ feat. nagi, reo, rin, karasu, shidou, sae, kaiser ɞ‎ cw fem reader in a few, banter, suggestive

nagi realises he’s in love with you when the late night calls start getting more frequent. he had started craving your presence more and more. hell, he felt lovesick.

“what a hassle..” nagi’s head flops against the bed sheets, his gaze constantly shifting to his phone to see if you’ve replied to his text yet.

the nagi waiting for your texts? not to mention texting first, call a man whipped!

”i only take a few second’s to reply..” nagi picks up his phone again, grumbling when his notifications are empty. if he replies as soon as you do, why do you have to spend the next 3 decades replying back?

nagi’s usually the one who replies and then logs on minecraft for hours. him replying in mere seconds at your texts—you’re definitely special. very special in his eyes, oh. there’s something else that caught his eyes.

nagi’s phone lit up with a notification, from you.

sure! it’s a date then :))

cool, :x. 7PM?

reo realies he’s in love with you when his pockets really start to hurt.

i mean really. he’s been spoiling you relentlessly for the past few weeks. even if you insist you don’t need a new shirt, by tomorrow your closet is filled with them.

you just can’t seem to escape his mind. whenever he walks by the street and spots a store, his first thought goes to you, that maybe you’d like this. that maybe he should buy it for you—of course he will.

“you know.” reo smiles at you as you try on the new necklace he bought for you. “i booked a dinner for us, just us.”

“oh?” you hum, still struggling with the hook. “can you help me?”

“sure.” he’s more than happy to help you hook your necklace—a chance to put his hands on you? he’ll take it gladly.

“so about that dinner..” his hands swiftly clasp your necklace around your neck. “are you coming or what?”

“i don’t know… the mikage reo taking me out?” you grin up at him. “im a little shy.”

you and reo laugh soundly, well, looks like you’ve got a date tonight.

rin couldn’t believe it.

he’s in love with you, playback—he’s in love.

it started off with smaller details, like how he would leave his soccer practice or gym earlier than usual to see you. and also how his messages app slowly started to become his most used app.

soccer wasn’t everything anymore, he had you too now.

“don’t make me waste money on this lukewarm shit ever again.” rin gruffed as he watched you sip the drink he had bought you from the convenience store earlier.

normally, he’d never waste his money on some useless milkshake from the store, that’s not even good for your body. but seeing you contentedly gulp at the fresh taste of your drink, he can’t seem to hold himself back.

“give me some.”

the words slip out of his tongue before he can control them.

“you wanna try?” well he’s definitely colored you surprised now. “come here then, rinnie.”

rin could feel his face slightly heat up at the nickname. he scoots closer to you, snatching the drink from your hand with no warning.

“hey!” you glare at him as he drinks the entire thing in one gulp, definitely not what you anticipated. “that was mine, you were supposed to take a sip.” you huff at him.

rin only rolls his eyes. “i paid for it. ill buy you a new one later.” your eyes sparkle at his words.

“fine, you win.” you smile. “im going to get going before you become grumpy and tell me to shoo.” you give him a teasing wink, about to get up from his couch when suddenly he grabs your arm.

“wait.” he grits his teeth, biting back words. “don’t go.”

“rin?”

“just, don’t.”

“you missed me, huh?” karasu smirks. he had his hair down, for once not put up with an insane amount of gel—karasu in all his glory.

“i didn’t.” you huff at him. “you look even uglier with your hair down.”

“yer’ comparing my beauty to your birds nest?” karasu crosses his arms, leaning against the door.

“oh, we can see them split ends girl.” you roll your eyes.

karasu has always loved bantering with you, but nowadays, it seems as if his heart has been telling him thats not the only reason his heartbeat speeds up whenever he’s around you.

he loves bantering with you, he loves you.

there’s a prolonged silence, karasu’s anticipating if he should say what he’s about to say. he usually isn’t this nervous—you’re the exception to that.

“you think you wanna go out sometime, yeah?” it’s the way his sharp eyes soften that makes your heart start doing flips.

“yeah, i do.”

there’s a moment of comfortable silence, your brain ingraving the memory in the back of your head. which of course, quickly gets ruined by his cocky smirk. he wasn’t the best at dealing with these moments

“even y’can’t resist my charm.” karasu sticks his tongue out at you. “ill pick you up at 9.”

“you… get back here!”

shidou could feel a wide grin on his face as he read your message—“sure, i’d love to go sky diving with you!”

anybody would of said that is a crazy idea for a first date, but you? you can say you definitely match his freak.

his heart explodes into a burst of enthusiasm whenever you’re around him. he can feel a rush of serotonin whenever you accidentally brush your hands against his.

oh he was so in love. he is definitely wifing you up when you deploy the parachute- how could he not when he feels like he’s going to explode with all these bottled up feelings.

he in fact had a very disappointed pout on his face when you said it was far too soon for marriage, so what if you’re not dating yet? you can start now!

your betrayal will not be forgotten. but hey, he can try again next year.

sae realised he’s in love with you when you started becoming an avid figure in his daily routine.

it was like muscle memory for him to wake up and check for your good morning text, never failing to emit an amused scoff from his lips.

of course, he acknowledged the fact that he was in love with you. but would he dare entertain the thought and risk the beloved friendship you already have? never.

“nobody’s looking.”

this was dangerous. he has you trapped against the wall in the locker room, his lips tantalisingly close to yours. he wasn’t suppose to be doing this—but how could he resist when you came to see him at practice?

“sae…we can’t here.” you try to be rational, but your breathing is just as heavy as his.

“just shut-“

footsteps. someone was coming. sae pushes you away behind a locker so nobody see’s you, leaning against the wall nonchalantly.

maybe next time he’ll get you.

kaiser took some time to notice his feelings, but even he started getting self conscious of all the excuses he started making to touch you, and the flirting was starting to cross a few boundaries as well.

maybe he’s just lust-driven, that’s all he thought for a while. he chose to distance himself, and you didn’t miss the change in his behaviour.

he thought distancing himself would help ease his feelings.. not make them worse.

he can feel his heart throbbing, mind full with only thoughts of you—is it love or is it lust?

he doesn’t know, he’s never felt like this before. what even is love? thats stupid.

“hey.” he smirks, grasping your hand, a habit of his by now. “what are you up to, schatz?” the light-hearted pet name rolls off his tongue smoothly.

“michael.” you look at him, eyes widening a little. “i haven’t seen you in forever.” his expression slightly wavers at that.

“oh i’ve been.. busy.” he lies, smiling. the truth is, he hasn’t been busy at all. he’s been avoiding you, you and your precious smile.

“its okay.” you pat his shoulder. “i just missed you.”

“i missed you too.” he blurts out unknowingly, slightly flinching at what he said. “i’ve been avoiding you.” he confesses.

your eyebrow’s slightly raise at that. “…why?”

“because.. i don’t know.”

your hands hesitantly reach out. you knew how he was about physical touch, but maybe just this once he needs it.

he bents down a little, his face hitting your shoulder as he reciprocated your hug.

“Ich liebe dich.”

apologies, some parts aren’t as long as the others. i got lazy ( and have favorites… ✌️) only 7 chrc bc i had no ideas for isagi

[all4yoi]

𝒩ot a bet﹕hyung line

𝑒nhypen x fem!reader ⚹ cw: each member ranges from 5-1k wc, fluff, lowercase intended, they swear, crying, uh someone kneels, not proud w heejake's 😞, not proofread ( lmk if i missed something! )

sypnosis : upon learning that you were merely the stake in a bet, they wasted no time in mending your relationship.

part one !

★ LEE HEESEUNG ( 0.8k wc )

"y/n wait!"

heeseung's voice only made you walk faster. you didn't want to humiliate yourself further by stopping and talking to him. all you wanted to do now was to just march out of the school, go home, lock yourself in your room and maybe eat a tub of ice cream while you ugly cry yourself to sleep.

"y/n, please." heeseung pleaded, taking your elbow in his grasp as he spun you around and pulling you closer to the point you can feel his breath on fanning your nose.

he looked at you pleadingly. "it's okay," you managed to say in a shaky voice. "i understand, you can all laugh at me all you want now-" he shook his head, "it's okay really!" you added, pursing your lips.

"i just want to be left alone now okay?" and even if he knew you didn't mean just 'now.' he'll respect your wishes and let you go, but he won't give up.

heeseung watched you walk away from him with a heavy heart, wanting nothing but to just explain everything to you before it was too late. he couldn't lose you, not like this.

when he couldn't see your figure anymore, he messily messed his hair and made his way back to the gym eager to teach a guy how to not spit nonsense.

it's been a week since that happened and a week since he's seen you in the school. he asked some of your classmates and club members but all he received were nasty glares and short cold answers. what happened between the two of you spread like wild fire the following day you walked away from him. everyone knew you were kind of a nerd, but they also knew you were a complete angel and had a heart soft as a pillow.

they also knew that betting on a person's feeling isn't exactly it. — more under the cut!

so throughout that week too, his popularity decreased day by day. he used to receive heart eyes on the hallways and joyful 'good morning, heeseung!'s by random students, now all he received were judgemental glances and they avoided him like a plague, scared to be the next target of a cruel bet.

he didn't care though, all he cared about was your wellbeing. it's been a week and you've still yet to show up to class, so imagine his surprise when you suddenly walk in to the room with your usual hair do, your bag slung over on your shoulder and your glasses almost falling off your nose bridge.

he sat up straighter, gulping as his eyes followed your every move. he could feel hear heart beating louder, as if it was calling for you, desperate to be near you again.

he needed to fix this, asap.

it felt like forever before heeseung heard the bell ring. as soon as he heard the annoying sound, he messily packed up his things and ran after you.

"y/n!" your forearm was then again grabbed by him. although this time, he turned you slowly. heeseung silently admired your face. he missed you so much.

"let me explain, please. it's not what you think. i promise." he whispered, vulnerability in his tone. the simple nod you gave was his signal to interlace his fingers with yours as he looked for an empty room.

you ignored the looks everyone threw your way, either worried and judging. all you could focus on was his warm hand on yours and how you missed it so much, you didn't even realize you both were now inside an empty classroom.

"there was no bet." you furrowed your brows, looking at him with mixed confusion and frustration. "i promise, there was no bet."

"why would they say that then?"

"i don't know, but i promise there's no bet. throughout the months we've been together everything i've said was real." he said, desperate.

heeseung stepped closer.

"what i felt for you was real," he scrambled to get his phone from his pocket, opening his messages app. "you can go through my phone all you want, ask any of my friends-" you raised a brow.

"not those friends! i mean sunghoon, jay, jungwon.. you know." your raised brow made him sputter. "to be completely honest, they've been ignoring me after they heard about what happened.."

you looked at him hesitantly as you scrolled through his messages with shaking hands. you scrolled for so long, you even reached to the messages months before you both got together.

he didn't have any messages to his basketball team group chat unless it was announcements from his coach. the group chat with his actual friends were only filled with his pining over 'the girl on the back of his biology class.'

"heeseung.."

"there's no bet, baby. i'd never do that to anyone." he whispered, stepping closer. "i can't lose you like this.. i love you."

you sniffled as you came crashing on his chest, letting tears fall again. heeseung immediately wrapped his arms around you, sighing in relief as he finally have you back in his arms.

"i was so worried baby." he mumbled, kissing your head.

"i love you forever. i'll kill everyone who tries to get in between us again," heeseung pulled you closer if it was even possible.

"and if they do, i'll make sure to fix everything even if it means the whole world would hate me."

★ PARK JONGSEONG ( 1.0k wc )

jay was confused.

the both of you had a very well planned date tonight, so he was utterly puzzled to see that you weren't responding to his messages. for heaven's sake, you didn't even read his messages, he was just left in delivered.

he had tried calling multiple times but was only met with your automated voice telling him to leave a voice message. it came to the point that he had enough and decided to drive to your house.

throughout the drive, jay wondered what could've happened. he couldn't think of anything that would make you upset like this, he hoped that you just fell asleep and forgot to have your alarm on.

walking up the porch of your house, jay rang the doorbell and was met with your mom who opened the door with furrowed brows when she laid her eyes on him.

"good afternoon mrs. l/n, is y/n home?" your mother's frown deepened, hesitantly looking at the stairs behind her before looking back at him. "i'm sorry jay, she said she doesn't want to see you?"

that caused jay to furrow his brows as well. "wha- may i ask why?"

"i was hoping you'd tell me." if jay was confused a while ago, he was even more confused now and frustrated.

"can i see her, please?" he pleads, the older woman hesitantly opened the door wider to invite him in, and before he could ascend up the stairs, your mom stopped him.

"jay.." he looked back. "i don't know what happened to you both but take it easy on her, alright? she's been crying, i can tell." jay gulped and only nodded, sending your mom a pursed smile.

he knocked on your bedroom door, when no response came, he tried to turn the knob and was thankful that it wasn't locked.

jay slowly opened your door, seeing you curled on one corner of your bed as your body shook from your sobs you tried to keep silent.

he could feel his heart break at the sight. stepping a foot inside the room, he mentally cursed at himself when he accidentally bumped on to your mirror causing your head to shoot up in alarm at the sound.

your already glassy eyes was once again filled with tears as your eyes met his. jay barely dodged the pillow you threw at him, screaming at him to "go away and never show your face to me again."

jay frowned and came closer until he was sat on the edge of your bed, ignoring the words you just shouted at him.

"baby.. what's- what's wrong?" he asked, attempting to hold your hand but you retracted it and tried to throw another pillow at him. he swiftly caught it and brought it back down gently beside you.

"was it worth the one month of free car wash?" you spat through hiccups. jay stayed silent, confused.

"of course it probably was, that's what you do right?" the sight of your swollen and red face kept breaking his heart, he was still confused on what you were talking about but he'll let you talk.

this way he knew how he'd make things better.

"make me fall in love with you in exchange of a month's free of car wash.." you muttered, your eyes still boring on to his. at your words, it finally clicked. "..am i really worth just that much?" another sob.

right, he had forgotten to end the call when his 'friend' came barging into his apartment. you had probably heard all the nonsense the guy sputtered.. but surely you must've heard the way he defended your relationship and swore at that him too?

"i thought.. high school days were done jay. please just leave me alone now. you got what you want." jay shook his head, coming closer and pulling your body to his.

he wrapped his arms around you, his hand rubbing your back as you sobbed hard. he didn't try stopping you when he felt your weak punches that you threw at his chest, his own tears clouding his vision but he didn't dare make them fall.

"you got it all wrong, baby." he whispered, rubbing your nape as your face now rested against the crook of his neck. he ignored the wetness there. "i'm guessing you overheard the conversation with sungjae?"

you nodded, now calmer but not pulling away.

"did you also hear the way i told him to drop the stupid bet he kept insisting to happen? the way i kicked him out of my apartment?" you stayed silent, only sniffling as a response.

jay sighed, wrapping his arm around your waist tighter and pulling you closer.

"the whole campus knows sungjae's an asshole, baby. he was a jerk who thought that being a dick to others were entertaining, and i guess that's why i was like that back in high school.. i wanted to be accepted in their group."

"but we're in college now, i left that group but somehow sungjae's here and is pathetically still stuck in the past." he pulled your face from his neck, cupping your cheek and wiping away your tears.

"i've loved you since high school.. and there's no bet, baby. the moment he had found out i was dating you, he kept bringing up a bet about how long we would last.. but i always shut him out, told him to cut it out and that there will be no bet happening, especially if you're the one getting betted on."

new fresh tears come rolling down your cheek, this time they were tears of relief. glad to know that everything was real, that you weren't just a toy.

"you promise you'll cut him off starting now?" you whispered, looking at him with big glassy eyes.

"i've cut him since high school, y/n. it's him who's keep clinging to me. but i promise he won't be saying anything about the both of us anymore." jay pressed your foreheads together, pressing a soft peck on your lips.

"you will forever be the prettiest and the only one i'll ever love this much in this world, my baby."

★ SIM JAEYUN ( 0.5k wc )

jake watched you run away in confusion, staring at the laughing crowd and turning to look at your locker only to be met with the note he has been telling everyone to throw away.

he angrily took it from your locker, ripping the small paper into pieces. "how many times have i told you to cut this shit out? do you want me to report all of you for harassment and bullying?" he raised his voice at the crowd who had stopped their laughter.

"that's what i thought." he frowned, pushing past them and running after you.

jake knew what everyone was doing the moment it spread that he was dating you. he had received dms telling him he could do better and if he was merely toying with your feelings.

he had told them countless times to drop it, even going far as to almost punch the person who has created the bets if it wasn't for sunoo holding him back. he had hoped that it wouldn't reach you. it was another one of his reasons on why he always went to school earlier, just in case it was placed on your locker. unfortunately, you were earlier than him today.

it's not like he was tolerating it, he had tried countless times to report it but they'd only say it was probably only for fun and he shouldn't take jokes seriously.

but jokes were meant to be funny, right?

jake opened the door that lead to the rooftop slowly, peeking his head to look if you were there. to his luck, you were.

your back faced him while your bag was placed down carelessly beside your feet. jake approached slowly, not wanting to overwhelm you further.

"baby?" he mumbled loud enough for you to hear. you turned your head towards him, showing him your tear stained cheeks. "oh, y/n." he sighed and held your cheeks, wiping away the salty liquid off your precious face.

"jake.. why are you dating me, of all people?" you ask through tears, avoiding his eyes.

jake's eyes softened, he dated you because you were different from everyone who wanted to be like the everyone else, did that make sense? you were your own person, you didn't care about social status, wealth, his circle of friends, and whether someone was good looking or not. you were soft hearted, to the point that you had let others take advantage of that leading them to walking all over you.

and he hated that.

"why not you?" he said softly, tilting your chin up so that you could meet his eyes. "you're everything i've ever needed."

"you can tell the truth." you mutter, looking at jake. his mouth formed a pout, heart broken at the way you had so little love for yourself.

"i am telling the truth, baby." he whispers, taking your hands and placing them on his face before putting his own hands back on yours. "everything is a joke to them when i'm involved." you whisper, ignoring the way your voice broke.

"we don't care about what they think, they're all just jealous. everything we've been through and what i feel for you are real, no jokes." he smiled, pulling you closer to him.

"you promise?"

"baby i'd choose you over anyone in this world over and over again until the heavens above is tired of me."

★ PARK SUNGHOON (0.7k wc)

sunghoon frowned, confused and hurt. he wanted to fix whatever happened, so he took his phone from the couch and his car keys from the wooden bowl in his foyer.

it was when he was in the elevator that he noticed his phone was open. his breath hitched, finally knowing the reason for your departure and choice of words. sunghoon quickly left the group chat and started dialing your number.

it was true that you were a bet. were. he didn't even know why he agreed, maybe because he wanted so badly to fit in. he didn't want a repeat of middle school, so instead of being the bullied and made fun of, he was now the one doing those to others. he wasn't proud of it at the slightest.

that doesn't excuse his actions though. the longer he spent time with you, the deeper he fell. sunghoon never planned for you to find out this way, he already had a plan. first he had to get rid of his 'friends', tell you everything then ask you if you still wanted him to meet your parents.

guilt always ate him alive whenever you would stay over and sleep by his side. he couldn't bring himself to meet your family knowing he hasn't told you everything and the truth.

he felt like his heart would jump out of his chest as he stood infront of the door of your house. if he died tonight on the hands of either your father or older brother, he'd welcome death with open arms.

i deserve it.

he audibly gulped when the door opened, revealing.. you. the way your brows furrowed at the sight of him tightened his chest. he stopped you before you could even close the door on him.

"y/n please, let me explain everything.. o-okay?" the way his voice cracked and the unshed tears in his eyes almost made you give in, but upon remembering what you've read, the anger in you was back.

"explain what?" you spat, turning to look over your shoulder before back at him. "that all those months i've spent loving you," you pointed at him harshly. "was just for entertainment? tell me, what was in it for you, huh?"

sunghoon shook his head, the tears now flowing down his pale cheeks. "no, no! i promise, please i love you." he reached out but you stepped back, biting your lip as you held back the tears.

"just.. leave me alone sunghoon," he felt his heart crack even more. "you've had your fun, you can laugh about i all you want now." you were taken aback when he knelt infront of you, hugging your waist as he sobbed.

"what the-" sunghoon tightened his grip on you, muttering along the words of 'im sorry', 'never meant to be like this', and something along the lines of regretting something.

"sunghoon- oh my god." you groaned as you descended to face him. "please, i didn't mean to. i-" he hiccuped, "i'm sorry, i know it was stupid and there's no reason for me to accept the bet- but i just wanted to fit in. i wanted them to take me as a part of their circle- but, but i soon realized that it was stupid." he looked at you with swollen eyes, desperation swam in his dark irises.

"because i realized that hurting you isn't worth being a part of their asshole group. it started with a bet, i admit, but i truly love you, please believe me." a sob made its way out his throat as he clung into you, his arms circling your neck. "it wasn't a lie whenever i said i'd meet your parents, i was constantly trying to get rid of them first before i met your family, i didn't want to meet them until i've told you the complete truth."

your own tears descended down your cheeks, your heart hurting for yourself and sunghoon. you stayed on the floor wrapped around each other for a moment before you both helped each other up to your feet, he looked at you intensely with red bloodshot eyes. "i'm sorry, i understand if you don't want anything to do with me anymore."

"i understand hoon," you whispered, bringing your hands to cup his face. "but you have to understand too that i can't trust you fully right up again." he nodded, putting his own hands on yours as he kissed your palms.

"i know.. and i'll spent the rest of my life earning it again. i love you."

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[obsesssedblerd]

"Who's your new teacher?"

Synopsis: Toji meets Megumi's new preschool teacher and immediately develops a crush.

Pairings: single dad! toji x f! reader

Wc: 2.3K

Contains: plenty of fluff, crack, a tiny bit of angst, megumi is four, tsumiki is seven, toji is still toji (but like he's soft for his kids and he takes care of them), reader is a preschool teacher, reader and toji are around the same age, toji being soft, mentions of shiu, shiu and toji work together, shiu being an idiot (lol sorry he'll get love in another fic) , everyone is happy bc I said so

a/n: omg, first fic, we made it! barely proofread, sorry for mistakes. also, tysm for 1,000 followers here! the other two fics that were on that poll will be coming soon!

update: pt 2 here

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Toji’s Fushiguro’s muscles ache. The job he took was harder than he anticipated, and it took way longer than it was supposed to. After confirming that the payment from the job is in his account, he calls Shiu Kong so he could check in on the kids. “About damn time,” Shiu scoffs when the line connects. “I was beginning to think I wouldn’t hear from you until sunrise.” 

“Job’s done,” Toji says as he gets into his car, settling into the drivers’ seat with an exhausted sigh. “I hear the TV in the background. Better be cartoons or something age-appropriate.” 

Shiu laughs. “Of course, what else? ‘M not getting cussed out by you. Anyway, you comin’ back with Megumi? Can’t believe you took him on the job with you. Once you’re back, I can get out of here.” 

Toji’s heart nearly stops. He sits up in his seat, gripping the phone so hard that the screen nearly cracks from his strength. “The fuck did you just say?” 

“Huh?” 

“Megumi isn’t with you?!” Toji’s voice booms in the car. On the other line, he hears Shiu gulp. “I… I thought he was with you.” 

“You idiot! I asked you to pick him up from preschool around the same time you pick up Tsumiki from her school because I knew this would take a while!” 

“You did?!” Shiu asks, and then it goes quiet; him more than likely flipping through his messages to double check. “...Shit,” he breathes out. 

Toji inhales sharply, then exhales shakily in an attempt to calm the rage, and even the fear that pools in his gut. “If anything has happened to my fucking son, Kong, I will murder you and make your death look like an accident. Keep an eye on Tsumiki.” 

“Fushiguro, I swear, I-” Toji hangs up before Shiu can explain himself further, then he starts the car. 

He grips the steering wheel hard, and his breathing picks up as his mind spins with every horrific scenario possible. The preschool closes at six thirty. It was close to nine. He didn’t see any missed calls from them. On a normal day, he’d be done before work with plenty of time to pick up his four year-old son, but today’s job was far more difficult and required more time. 

The car speeds down the street leading to his destination. He’s half-expecting to see Megumi sitting outside with his backpack, clinging to his dog plushie and crying. Or worse, he’s not there at all; because this world is full of terrible people, and they won’t hesitate to steal a small, unsupervised boy. His heart aches at the thought, and he shoves it away before he feels the need to throw up. He’ll be okay, he thinks to himself. Everything is going to be fine. 

—

When Toji arrives at the preschool, he rushedly parks lopsidedly in the lot, then exits the car. His eyes scan the steps leading up to the front, and when he doesn’t see Megumi outside, he rushes to the door. 

He sees a security guard in a booth, and before Toji can even ask any questions, the guard gives him a small smile and nod, pressing a button that unlocks the door to the preschool with a click. Toji’s shoulders slump in relief. They were expecting him. That meant Megumi is still here and safe. 

Toji nods back at the guard in thanks, and rushes down the dimly-lit hallway. He sees a light coming from a classroom that still has its door open, and he slows his steps when he hears a child giggling. His child. 

Then it’s followed up by a beautiful, melodic laugh that makes him stop in his tracks. It’s a lovely sound; one that his heart skips to, and one that gently rings in his ears even plenty of seconds after it stops. 

Toji peeks into the classroom to see Megumi comfortably resting in a pillow fort, and you, kneeling beside a lamp and using your hands to make shadow puppets on the wall to entertain him. “Alright,” you say softly as you rearrange your hands and fingers. “What’s this one?” 

You smile as you watch Megumi hum thoughtfully, and Toji is transfixed by you. Who are you? Where did you come from? Since when did Megumi get a new teacher? Why is your smile so bright and so beautiful that the sun would envy? Why is his heart beating wildly in his chest at the sight of you? Fuck, why is he staring? 

“Ooh!” Megumi gasps as he figures out the animal you made with your hands. “Rabbit!” 

“Correct, great job!” You reach forward and give him a high-five. “I think you’ll really like this next one,” you say, and Megumi giggles again as he sits up, completely focused and ready to guess. “Ready?” You ask, and the boy nods. 

Toji crosses his arms, quietly leans against the door of the classroom, and watches, unaware of the soft smile that creeps onto his face. When you put your hands in front of the light, and the shape of the animal displays in front of Megumi, he squeals excitedly and stands up. “Doggy!” He shouts with a wide grin and pulls up his favorite dog plushie that he takes with him everywhere, imitating the sounds a dog would make. You break out into laughter, and Toji nearly stops breathing so he can fully take in the sound of it again.

Beautiful, he thinks. You’re so fucking beautiful. 

Megumi’s eyes flicker towards the door, and he gasps before running as fast as he can towards Toji. “Papa!” 

“Hey, Megs.” Toji kneels down, hugs the small boy against his chest before picking him up in his strong arms, sighing in relief as he runs a hand through his dark hair. He’s okay, and he doesn’t look too upset that he was here for this long. “I’m so sorry I’m late. Are you alright?” 

“Yeah!” Megumi pulls away, then gestures towards you, who watched the tender reunion with a sweet smile. “Ms. [Y/L/N] played so many fun games with me!” 

“Aw, I’m so happy you had fun, Megumi.” You take a step closer so you’re standing in front of Toji, slightly lifting your head upward to meet his eyes due to his height. “We tried calling you, but your phone went straight to voicemail. Megumi said that it does that sometimes. He took a nap earlier, but I’m sure he’ll be sleepy soon after all of those games. I also gave him dinner earlier.” 

“That’s… I just-” Toji struggles to find words, especially when you slightly tilt your head to the side and blink slowly. He exhales, then snaps himself out of his daze. “Thank you so much,” he says. “Are you new? I swear, I’m not usually this late.” Great. Megumi’s pretty teacher might think I’m just the worst parent on this damn planet. 

You nod. “Yes, I’m new. Today was my first day with this angel,” You use a finger to gently boop Megumi’s nose, and he smiles, shyly burying his face into Toji’s shoulder, “and the other kids. I figured you might’ve been held up at work or something. It’s okay. Things happen. Besides, he’s such a well-behaved kid. I didn’t mind spending this much time with him.” 

Toji places Megumi on the ground, then gently taps his shoulder. “Let’s grab your stuff, okay?” As he helps Megumi pack his backpack, Toji bites back a smile when he sees you watching him out of the corner of his eye. He notes the way you fiddle with your hands and avert your gaze after catching yourself. 

You walk over to your desk and open a drawer, pulling out three suckers from a sealed jar. Once Megumi had all of his things packed, you kneel before him, handing him the suckers one by one. “Here you go. One for you, one for your sister, and one for your dad. I can tell he works really, really hard.” 

Toji doesn’t hide his smile this time; it was impossible, especially when Megumi accepts them excitedly. “Candy! Thank you!” He hugs you gently, and you return it, rubbing your hand up and down his back. “You’re so welcome. Thanks for being so sweet today. You made my first day so fun.” 

A muffled gasp coming from outside has the three of you looking towards the window. Toji sees Tsumiki’s face squished against the glass with her usual, excited smile, and Shiu Kong standing beside her, looking relieved when he sees Megumi safe and sound. He purposely avoids Toji’s glare. 

The sound of Megumi’s small yawn gets his attention, and Toji’s gaze softens when the boy rubs his tired eyes. “Aw, ‘m sorry. It’s past your bedtime. Let’s get you home.” He leans down to pick him up again, and once you have your belongings, the two of you leave the building together. 

When you three make it outside, you face Toji and Megumi. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Megumi,” you say quietly to him, who is slowly beginning to drift off. Then you look up at Toji, who is softly smiling at you. “And I’ll see you tomorrow, too, right?” You ask.

“Yeah, you will.” 

You wave goodbye, and Toji makes sure you get into your car safely. “Hey, Megs,” Toji gently shakes Megumi as he watches you drive out of the parking lot. “Do you know her name?” 

“Ms. [Y/L/N]” 

He chuckles. “No, kid, her first name.” 

“I dunno,” Megumi mumbles before closing his eyes and resting his cheek on Toji’s shoulder. “Sleepy, papa.” 

“Ah, there they are!” Shiu exclaims, and Toji would’ve thrown a punch if his son wasn’t in his arms, and if his seven year-old daughter wasn’t happily skipping towards him. “Hi, papa!” 

“Hi, sweets, how was school today?” 

“Good,” Tsumiki says, then grins mischievously as she points to the spot where your car was just a minute ago. “You like her!” She teases. “You wanna hug her and kiss her and give her chocolates!” 

“Alright, you.” Toji rolls his eyes and laughs softly as he uses his free arm to lift up a giggly Tsumiki, then presses a kiss to her forehead. “Both of you should be in bed. Let’s get home.” 

“Aw, okay.” Tsumiki then leans forward to gently kiss her sleeping baby brother’s cheek. “Night, Gumi.” 

Toji secures both Tsumiki and Megumi in his car, and then faces Shiu, who is smiling nervously. “Well, look at that. Megumi’s doing great and you even developed a crush. How cute. All’s well that ends well.” 

“Very cute, but guess what?” 

“What?” 

Toji finally throws a swift punch at Shiu’s jaw, greatly holding back his strength so it wouldn’t break. Shiu stumbles, then groans, cupping his face with his hands. “Okay, fine, I deserved that.” 

“Damn right,” Toji says as he opens the door to the driver’s seat. “See you later.” 

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Toji almost never stresses about his appearance in the mornings. After all, it was just dropping off the kids. But this morning, he frets over which shirt would look better with the jeans he picked out, if he should wear a different type of cologne, or if he should slick his hair back. 

All because he’s seeing you again. 

He decides to skip the new cologne and go for his usual, simple one, dresses in a dark shirt to match the jeans, and also ditches the idea of slicking his hair. Once the kids are ready for the day, he leaves early and goes to a coffee shop to pick up a medium cup of coffee. First, he drops Tsumiki off at school, then he takes Megumi to preschool. 

Toji spots you almost immediately. You were out in the front amongst the other preschool teachers, parents and their kids, wearing a gorgeous yellow top and simple blue jeans. When you see Toji and Megumi approaching, you pause your conversation with your coworker and walk over to them. Toji decides that he likes that, and that he loves the way you kneel in front of Megumi to meet his eye level, telling him good morning and asking if he was excited for the day. 

You raise to your feet, Toji hands you the cup of coffee he purchased earlier. “For you,” he says, “As a thank you for everything yesterday.” 

“Aw.” Your eyes light up as you accept the cup. “Mr. Fushiguro, this—” 

“Toji,” he corrects softly, and he ignores the way his heart stutters when your smile grows. 

“Well, Toji, this is lovely. Thank you so much.” 

“I never caught your name last night.” 

You tell him your name, and Toji tests it once. From the way you shyly avert your gaze, he can tell you that like the way it sounds in his voice. Megumi clears his throat, and Toji looks down to see him staring up at him, his brow raised in suspicion. “You never stay this long. Don’t you have to go to work?” 

Damn, kid. Thought we were on the same team. 

You laugh as Toji rolls his eyes and sticks his tongue out at Megumi—a gesture that the four year-old returns immediately. “Well, he’s right, gotta get going,” Toji says, looking back up at you. “I’ll see you later?” 

“Yes.” You nod, then point to the warm cup in your hands. “Thanks again for the coffee. Have a great day at work.” 

“You too.” Toji then gently ruffles Megumi’s hair. “Be good.” 

He doesn’t realize how big he’s smiling until he’s back in the car, and he sighs as he remembers Shiu’s words from the night before. A crush. That word seems so silly. He’s not a teen in high school. Toji looks up just in time to watch you take Megumi’s hand and lead him inside the building with the other children, and he chuckles to himself as he starts the car up.

Maybe “silly” was okay when you’re this pretty.

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Pairing: Max Verstappen x reader, Lando Norris x ex!reader

Warnings: Cursing, cheating

Authors Note: Sabrina again! Because I used her songs <3 she’s also the only reason I’ve written anything at all. Without the deluxe I’d still be locked in on glorious thorn 😿

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I know you asked for cookie dough ice cream but they don’t have any….

Second choice? 😅

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𝖦𝖮𝖱𝖦𝖤𝖮𝖴𝖲 𝖦𝖨𝖱𝖫（ 𝐋𝐍𝟒 )

( fc: sabrina carpenter )

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 in which y/n y/l/n breaks up with her cheating boyfriend and fans are rooting for her and lando norris to get together.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 swearing, fluff, the timelines of song releases and races are not in order, cheating with multiple people, breakups, relationships, some spelling errors or grammatical errors. lemme know if there’s anything I missed xx

notes I’ve never done a face claim but I wanted to try and see how it works out. I might not do one again but I am not sure yet. ALSO I am very unsure about the name of this cause I feel like it sounds cringe, so I might end up changing it.

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music.f1gossip are lando norris and y/n y/l/n dating?

it’s known that y/l/n’s recent breakup was one that didn’t end happily because of her ex boyfriend’s infidelity. y/l/n made a story a few weeks after the breakup stating “he had three different side pieces during the whole relationship” which left fans absolutely shocked.

her ex has been getting a lot of hate from y/l/n’s fanbase to a point where he blocked his comments. he has been flaunting around his new girlfriend since the breakup all while texting y/l/n to take him back which we saw because y/l/n posted their messages on her story as seen above.

however, her next story was one with lando norris which was captioned “my saviour fr” which many speculated it was a mention to norris supporting y/l/n during the breakup and defending her from hate comments that she received. she then made a story showing she was at the miami grand prix.

norris and y/l/n have been best friends for quite a while now and many always thought that they’d end up together, however, neither of them have announced anything about their relationship.

in recent times, norris has been so called ‘flirting’ with y/l/n in her instagram comments which has left both their fans going crazy.

now, do you guys think y/l/n and norris are dating? or they just good friends?

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“LAN! YOU CAN’T BE SAYING THAT!” she tells him sternly, looking up at him.

he had a boyish grin on his face as he looked at her, “what? can’t tell people that my girl- oh sorry best friend looks good right now?”

“you just exposed our relationship. we agreed to wait three months before saying something.” she spoke softly, standing up as she placed her phone down on the coach.

“I can’t wait that long. I want everyone to know that after eight years you are finally my girlfriend.” he says with a smile as he shrugs his shoulders.

“you’re an idiot.” she replied as she tried to hold a serious face which soon fell into a blushing smile the more she looked at him.

“yeah but i’m your idiot.” he says smugly as he pulls her onto his lap to straddle him.

she places her arms around his neck and rests her forehead against his as she strokes the back of his head whilst he keeps his hands on her hips, using his thumb to lightly stroke her hip.

they stay in silence for a few more moments, letting themselves enjoy a rare peaceful moment before she breaks the silence, “I am really proud of you lan, you really deserved that win today.” she says softly, looking into his eyes.

“thank you baby.” he smiles.

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