#and also annoyance that people cant chill about it

[faunandfloraas]

"Seungmin would be SO hot if he got muscle like, can you imagine?" You would be hotter if you shut your mouth but we can't always get what we want so <3

[lostpompkin]

Agreed mango shpango

idk if ive ever said this but i. dont like huntlow

[4pfsukuna]

i kinda wanna see some stoner suguru geto shotgunning weed with reader please (luv ur work btw)

Ahhhh omg yes yes yes

Debrief: Sugurus cant hold in his facial expression… nor can he stop stairing at your lips.

If there was one thing you knew about Suguru Geto was his ability to say anythig with his face. He could say nothings wrong but his face would tell you he hates everyone in the room and thinks theyre beneath him. He could say hes tired but you know Gojo has pushed him to his limits with his yapping and hes ready to punch him.

So when you roll up the blunt partaking in what he calls your bad habit and he calls it gross you take notice of the curiosity on his face. Hes sitting manspread, hair half bun half down fidgeting with the earing in his ear as he scowls at you.

Suguru does NOT fidget.

“Ugh, when will you be done with your silly little habit?” he asks, faux annoyance dripping into his voice but you pay it little attention as you shuffle for the lighter. If he had truly been disgusted he wouldnt be here you also knew he had a soft spot for you. Giving him a half lidded smile you move across your plush couch and closer to him slipping your legs onto his thighs.

“Do you want to try?” You smirk enjoying the way he instantly begins rubbing on your legs. Taking a hit you tilt your head to the side before letting some smoke out your mouth as you inhale it back through your nose his eyes captivated by the trick.

“You are a bad influence” he scoffs pretending to adjust his royal blue kimono but you knew it had been prim proper and perfect since he was stiff as a board and hadnt moved more than an inch since you began rolling.

“Says the cult leader” you smirk after fully exhaling the smoke spreading between the two of you. He returns his own smirk proud of his little cult. While the two of you stood on opposite sides of the line there were certain things he couldn't give up… you being the certain things. So about 5 times a week he found himself in your loft apartment listening to anything you'd say, anything you wanted to talk about… any music you wanted to play.

He was hooked.

“We aren't a cult, were a prestige group of people who see things differently than others and i have to lead them in the right direction even if some of them are filthy little monke—“ he stops when he sees the pointed look you send him. After explaining the history of why calling people monkeys specifically black people and why it was offensive even just saying it around you he dialed back on the word using troglodyte instead.

“So a cult?” You giggle, placing it between your lips and inhaling, ignoring the way your lip gloss sticks to the tip and glad it was yours not needing to share or hear complaints about it being sticky.

He goes to snap back when you release smoke through your mouth inhaling in your nose at the same time and he’s slightly mesmerized watching as your eyes become lidded.

“Suguru you ever smoked before?” You ask ashing the tip on the crown shaped ash tray that you made in a pottery class with a few of your girl friends.

“Why would i indulge in something so…” he trails off hands running down your legs again as he takes his focus off of you. Your brow quirks at him and he hates the way your lip gloss is coming off he loves watching your shiny glosd covered lips with the 5% tint you talk about.

“Because you’re so uptight and you need to chill plus it’s hot. If you don’t like it i won’t force you but to judge something without trying it is so… lame” you giggle unable to find another word as you take a puff this time blowing o’s and he’s fully intrigued maybe more so in the shape of your lips than anything plus he could think of more interesting things for you to do with your mouth.

“…Fine” he huffs after a moment and you sit up with a wicked smile before crawling directly into his lap fingers going to his scalp.

“Comfortable sweetheart?” He teases as his hands instantly found your waist holding you stable and you smile as you press your lips against his he instantly melts into it.

Your relationship never really discussed other than the fact that the two of you were best friends who fooled around from time to time so the kiss had his mind more hazy than any blunt possibly could.

“Always am in your lap” you smile pulling back holding his jaw in your small hands the acrylic nails painted his favorite color resting softly on his jawline. 

“Just inhale normally” you guide him watching as his face twist into confusion while you take another hit of the blunt. You nearly giggle before pulling his lips close enough to kiss but right before you do you blow the smoke in his mouth sealing it with a soft peck.

He inhales and holds it… the way hes been watching you do before letting it out through his nose instantly going into a coughing fit as he rubs his nose.

“Suguru!” You giggle tossing your head back oh he definitely had been paying attention but he was trying to do advanced tricks when he was just on a beginners level. It was still hot though…

“Do it again” he squeezes your thighs with a coy smile tilting his head as he takes the bun out of his hair letting his dark tendrils fall around his face. 

You hum before taking another hit inhaling so he doesnt get as much smoke this time before repeating the action and this time he inhales pressing his lips against yours holding your head in place. He sucks on your bottom lip before pulling back letting the smoke out.

After repeating the action two more times you notice through the haziness of the room his eyes never leave yours in fact, they become lidded. His body is warm though he feels so warm and fuzzy and tender and wow had your brown thighs always been this soft and smooth? Your curls were also so pretty the way they cascade down to your shoulders and sit and he determined at this moment this was his favorite hairstyle on you.

“You’re so fucking pretty sweetheart” he grins moving your curls out of your face leaving kisses all around it making you giggle as the soft music,doja cat, plays through the speakers.

“You're just high” you give him a lopsided grin pushing his hair out of his face so you could get a better view unaware of how much he likes the contact.

You two had always flirted with another kissed once or twice but never taken it further. Was it fear of taking the next step? Neither of you are sure but you enjoy sitting in his lap as much as he enjoys having you there playing in his hair everything felt so heightened. When you go to remove your hands just to ash he lets out a discontent noise instantly reaching out for your hand.

“I had no idea you were sooo needy, Suguru” you teased with a long sultry blink and damn he had no idea you were this…ethereal.

He's in awe at your thick curls that rest right under your shoulder, your big glossy eyes… your thick lips that he can't help but to stare at. Shit, he licks his lips watching yours intently until he notices they are moving.

Shit, you were talking.

“—and that's how I know aliens are real” and he's sure even if he had been paying attention he would still be lost. Lost in your beauty… he's glad he didn't say that corny shit out loud.

“I'm not sure about aliens but i know goddesses are” he tells you and you gasp adjusting yourself in his lap he says it with such certainty you miss that he's actually flirting with you.

A lazy smirk builds on his lips as he licks them again and you playfully punch his shoulder.

“Seriously…there's one in my lap. I know for sure. She has the power of seduction… and manipulation. I'd do anything she ask of me. All she has to do is bat those pretty long lashes at me and that's all it takes. Some people think its her beauty and others think its her magical weed— i mean herbs” he corrects as he rambles his whole conspiracy theory about you hands running over your back down to your hips stopping to squeeze at your thighs before going back up.

“I—“ he cuts you off using his pointer finger to raise your chin up to him, placing his lips on yours softly leaving pecks testing the waters until he's sure and then he's kissing you feverishly like your lips were the cure to his dry mouth.

“Shotgun again… i like the feeling of your lips on mine” he tells you leaning back with his hands behind his head and he manspreads a bit more making your mouth dry for an entirely different reason. 

“And then we can go get food, m’ starving” he mumbles, closing his eyes.

[seaside-werewolf]

me and my gf watched Helluva Boss just to see......whats going on with it really. I think it is very funny the newest episode breaks the entire show if u think if it for more than 2 seconds lol.

So, Moxie is a hitman and kills lots of people, they practically all kill people for fun, out of slight annoyance, kill people they dont know/have no way of telling if they are "good" or "bad" etc... (thinking of all the hunnndreds of the human government agents)

But! In Moxie's backstory he has this whole trauma from being forced to kill someone (maybe his mum maybe not), and its shown his mum tried to steer him away from the murder crime life and clearly saw it as wrong....

So why is Moxie working as a hitman as an adult? Doesn't he not want to kill anyone after that trauma..? Also, murder IS morally wrong even in hell as shown by his mum, its not just a thing demons/imps do outside of humanistic morals, they ALSO think its wrong.

At first I was like "Oh okay maybe Moxie doesnt care about being a hitman in the Human world because the people he kills will just go to heaven/hell where he lives anyway"

But at the end of the episode Millie kills like 20 shark mafia or whatever who are demons....and i presume there's not a Hell 2....and Moxie is chill with that? Even after his backstory? And don't tell me "well all those sharks were evil" the characters didnt know them, and you cant even be like "well they were mafia guys so they are bad" because MOXIE is the son of a mafioso and hes "good" so...

You could almost play off the killing in the other episodes as the "slapstick" nature of the show, or just demons not having humanistic morals, but then they ruined that with the latest episode and broke the show 😭

[violentviolette]

My bad if you've already answered this, but how do you go about not masking around those you consider/want to be truly important people? Like, it seems in my head difficult to go from "polite friendly person who is clearly mentally average and a nice chap" to "Hi names JoeBob, actually I literally cannot properly care about anyone you care about to the extent I know you want, and honestly can't quite care about you to that extent either, wanna be homies? Oh also I've faked like 90 percent of any emotion of showed you, have fun reassessing everything," ya dig?

generally speaking, i dont mask socially in environments where i might make friends in order to just avoid this issue entirely. so like, i mask at work and at family functions, but if i go to hangout with new people or to an event and the intention is to make actual friends, i just dont mask from the start. i feel that helps mitigate a lot of annoyance and also helps to quickly identify people who i know will understand and respect my limitations but if ur in a situation where u met someone while masking but now want to get closer to them and unmask, then its easiest to do it gradually and just be very upfront but not rude. like i think a lot of people underestimate how much word choice can help make a situation less awkward. cause like saying "i cant and will never care about u but lets be friends" is obviously never going to go over well and isnt even very true or accurate in the first place. but phrasing it not so hostile or aggressively is a lot more reasonable, something like "im not a very emotional or emotive person by nature, but people dont really react kindly to that so i tend to overperform emotions when i first meet someone. but once im more comfortable with ppl i tend to mellow out and show way less. it doesnt mean i suddenly hate u, im just getting more comfortable and being more true to my actual self" or stuff like "i dont really have the capacity to care deeply about people i dont know, and even ones i do know and care about, my feelings never reach as deep a place as other peoples. that doesnt mean i dont respect and like u or that i'll suddenly start treating u poorly. its just that my care is going to look very differently from a nuerotypical person"

its really just dozens and dozens of small conversations about urself where u dont lie about it. its an ongoing conversation. usually these kinda come up naturally when ur getting closer to people and learning more about eachother. but u can also sit someone down and have a more formal conversation. like "hey so ive got some stuff going on with my brain, heres how it works and what i am and am not capable of. i like to be upfront about it with people i wanna get closer to so there arent misunderstandings or hurt feelings when i dont react or respond the way ppl expect. i think ur really cool/fun/ect. and i wanna get closer and become better friends so i wanted to have this conversation so we could understand eachother better and i can be more authentic with u going forward"

the biggest thing imo is to frame it from a positive place because it is a positive thing. u respect and like this person, theyre important to u and u want to be genuine with them so that u can get closer in a real and healthy way. but u also need to be true to urself and ur own limitations in order to do that. and so coming at the conversations from that place usually helps a lot. and if the other person is chill and a geuine friend, usually they understand and they work with u. they respect where ur boundaries are and understand what u cant give, while appreciating and enjoying what u can together.

[alias-mike]

gonna be fr fellas i try to keep it lighthearted but the annoyances of my current living arrangements are being autism blasted into being terrible and horrible and its honestly not even that bad i just cant deal with So Many Changes and its not even really worth forcing myself to get used to because its only temporary for like 2 weeks before we leave for vacation (which i dont even want to go on because its not even to a cool place it was originally meant to cover most of the duration of the renovations so we can chill and not deal with whats going on rn but since were just here for most of it anyway the "vacation" doesnt even matter). and after all that we have to move everything out of the basement which is going to be a whole ordeal and i dont even care about my stuff anymore tbh. just leave it all in the box, none of it matters anyway and the only things i need are my clothes which all fit neatly in one convenient suitcase. did i mention i have to go to my job through all of this. my job that i have to stay at till 11pm and i always come home soaking wet because i wash everything for closing but i cant shower till the next day because the gym is closed so i just have to go to sleep damp with mystery water and sweat. and wake up early the next day to shower before people start showing up at the gym and it gets awkward because i am obviously not there to work out. like yes i am physically capable of doing all of this but i Feel Like i cant deal with any of it and i cant even get a hotel or something because even the cheapest ones are $100+ and a week of hotels would use up my entire paycheck. i also had no say in the decision to renovate and it doesnt even make any sense because the whole reason my parents are renovating is because they want to sell the house later but by "later" they mean in 5+ years and i will be long gone by then so why not just wait until i leave?? theyre not even good renovations either theyre like. painting the magenta and blue and yellow walls various shades of grey. i dont want to live in a soulless and joyless house but okay. itll be easier to sell or something. there are literally Zero Improvements (that matter to me at least) and i know thats an incredibly selfish take but like. this is my post about my opinions so thats kinda what youre gonna get. anyways. theres nothing i can do so i guess theres nothing i will do. goodnight

[okkalo]

hi!! congrats on 1k! :] i’d like to request a matchup for hsr please!

personality:

- i’m an ISTP 9w1. my zodiac is cancer sun scorpio moon capricorn rising. i’d say i’m very calm, chill, patient, and laid back. i never seem to get angry at anything and i always try to be patient and tolerant of others around me, though it’s because i have a bad habit of suppressing my negative emotions despite being internally spiteful.

- i have a somewhat (very) crude sense of humor? i’m bad at reading the room, i tend to say a lot of things that can be offhanded and uncalled for. insults and playful banter are my love language, i love it when there’s not a huge boundary between me and others because i have trouble with being overly formal.

- usually people tend to be surprised about this side of me because around others i don’t know, i’m very shy, overly polite/humble, and people pleasing, and a bit of a goody two shoes so it catches people off guard how sharp tongued i can be since it’s usually the total opposite of the awkward and socially inept initial impression i give off. i feel like i can come off as a bit two faced for that reason, i’ll be very sweet and polite to everyone especially at my job, but insult and speak unfavorably about coworkers/people who bother me behind their backs.

- my love language is acts of service. i am a compulsive helper and would always enthusiastically offer assistance to people in some way even when they don’t ask for it, and i can be persistent about it too. i go the extra mile to show people around me that i care and remember the little things about them, and i only ask for their appreciation in return. i love to receive any form of love language really!

- i generally am attracted to charismatic and flirtatious people🤧 i try to act calm and unbothered on the outside whenever someone flirts with me or shows me the bare minimum of affection, when inside i am internally freaking out and easily flustered LOL. i act like quite tsundere too according to people? like i cant flirt for the life of me and express my affection in the form of insults, and i have very obvious embarrassed reactions to getting teased. and i just think the dynamic of someone constantly trying to provoke or elicit a reaction out of me is hilarious and adorable especially when i suddenly snap out of my usual calm demeanor in annoyance😭i like that kind of rivalry type of dynamic where i don’t need to feel guilty for not always being placid and agreeable, i’d fall for anyone who loves my perceived worst sides even though they’re the one bringing it out of me LOL

- though it’s not limited to that, of course! just a personal preference really. if i were to say what i look for in a partner, i want someone who makes it clear they they not only don’t mind my presence, but enjoy having me around, whether verbally or by constantly seeking me out! someone who isn’t afraid to cross my boundaries without going too far, i’m bad at getting close to others. i do not get along well with strict/rigid overly serious personalities, because i don’t like feeling like i can’t meet my partner’s expectations of me. i also don’t like people that are too temperamental, i find them draining.

- i also tend to like it when someone is comfortable feeling vulnerable around me? even when i struggle with being so myself, i love to feel like i am someone that can be trusted and depended on. i love to take care of those i love.

- as for favorite things, i love astronomy and stargazing! i can pretty much point out any constellation in the sky. i also like to cosplay, and i love anything matcha/lavender/herbal teas. i think my ideal date would be stargazing or going to an aquarium but i’m down for anything like going to a cafe/restaurant or amusement park too!

- i just prefer not to be matched with child characters like yanqing, misha, etc.

thank you so much!! and i apologize if this is long;;; have a lovely day/night! <3

hi twyla(idk if that’s what u want to be called help)/twilight! i managed to read your request for no child character wrong and managed to confuse myself for 30 minutes shjdjdje good mistake kalo but it’s okay i hope you enjoy your matchup 🫶

𝗶 𝗻𝗲��𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮 𝗰𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝗳𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲 ₊˙♡﹗

𝗸𝗮𝗹𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 : boothill from hsr

thinks you’re the cutest little goody-two-shoes in the whole universe when he first met you. he would tease you about it then be surprised when you give a retort back. it’s safe to say that he was quick to fall in love after that.

while boothill never really holds back on his emotions, he never gets too angry with you. after all, he doesn’t want to scare away someone as cute as little ol’ you, now does he? he will always tease you whenever you give one of your cute insults. and, of course, that wide sharp-teethed smirk always crosses his lips when he sees you all flustered.

boothill will have his vulnerable moments as well. after all, he’s not how he used to be at all. you’ll see him down from time to time about his metal body. he’ll need some reassurance that he’s still perfect no matter if he can feel or not! kisses on his cheeks will cheer him up real quick as well!

he’ll spoil you with lots of stargazing dates. being a galaxy ranger, he’s become well-known to the beautiful stars painting the dark skies. he’s grown used to the sights. once you’re added to the equation, however, he’s quick to remember how beautiful it all really is.

[beann-e]

haikyu characters with insecure s/o

inarizaki boys with insecure s/o

⚠️ tw mentions of slight ed

suna

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“ tch her shoes are untied “

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

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

“ her shoes are untied “

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

“ her shoes are untied “

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

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

“ baby her shoes are untied “

“ what does— “

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

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

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

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

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

what about when you forgot to wash a dish ?

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

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

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

“ stop babe your wearing flats “

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

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

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

“ y/n come on let go “

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

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

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

Osamu

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

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

“ y/n why aren’t you eating “

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“ ah I see that’s all it took huh ? “

“ hmm “

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

your eyebrows went down as you stared at her more.

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

“ yes y/n “

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

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

His arm covering it giving his head its own home

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

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

“ n-no you have to eat “

“ but osumu ple— “

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

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

what if you hated him

“ then i’ll go get the milk “

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“ y/n babe — my love I can’t “

your body shook at his words

he can’t ?

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

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

your heart broke “ but osamu i’m hungry “

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

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

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

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

could he not look at you ?

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

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

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

“ i— osumu how dare you “

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

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

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

you looked away as he pulled you into a hug

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

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

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

[serendipiadorm]

Serendipia Student Profile ~ Sin Cueva

Theme song to listen to while reading ^^

Name: Sin Cueva

Gender: Male

Age: 20?

Species: White-Winged Vampire Bat Bestialhuman/Human Vampire

Orientation: ???

Birthday: 10/31

Zodiac: ?

Height: 222cm/7'2"ft

Eye Color: Crimson Red

Hair Color: Blood Red with Black Streaks

Homeland: Briar Valley

Dorm: Serendipia(Formally Diasomnia)

School Year: 3rd

Occupation: Noblemen,Practical Nurse Trainee

Club: Gargoyle Research Club

Best Subject: Flying

Dominant Hand: Left

Favorite Food: Chicken,Blood of chickens,pigs,and cows

Least Favorite Food: Anything not Meat

Dislikes: Daytime,Safety Awareness,Sickly Blood

Hobby: Reading Horror/Gore Manga,Collecting Spiked Clothing,Birdwatching,Making Creepypastas,Spooking Dormmates,Watching Monster Movies

Talents: Medical Care,Flying,Nightvision,Detecting Blood Related Health Issues,Being Creepy

Elemental Magic: Void/Fire

Unique Magic: Will be revealed in Dorm's Story

OC’s Lore Summary: It can be a relief if you never encountered Sin. He is one creepy bat boi but surprisingly is nice to everyone. He has a strange pleasant concern for the health of others and is willing to help with minor injuries. Being near him alone always feels abit chilling but he will break that feeling with a joke or conversation. He just seems like a friendly bat most of the time.

Personality: Creepy but that can quickly be seen as just a unique thing about him. He is friendly as he talks to everyone and checks up on their health which Damián appreciates as he does too. There may be more underneath but unsure what it is.

Picrew (use as reference only plz sprites and drawn art more accurate)

Fun Facts: He was kicked out of Diasomnia for reasons no one will tell for some reason. He is friends still with alot of them so wonder why he was kicked out.

On his official NRC record he is listed as a "Large Brown Bat" species. This is false and was done to not panic students.

He is a member of quite a few horror/creepypasta club sites. He is working on writing his own creepypasta.

He loves spikes on clothing,accessories,shoes,etc. He is just a simp for spikes. He has alot of spots pierced with spikes on his body.

Art by @/majesties-quarters

While he doesn't look like the type he is working on his nursing certification as well and takes even scrapes seriously if he sees someone get hurt. While he isn't supposed to, he will patch you up since he carries a first aid bag that looks more like a gothic bag with vampire motifs on it.

He becomes quite flustered around feminine individuals during certain times. Others think he has a big fear of them but its for another reason.(Think blood then you will understand)

He is very scary if woken up during the daytime. His hair is wildly all over his head,his eyes have big eyebags,and he is likely to scream at you if you woke him or make a loud scream of annoyance.

picrew (use as reference only plz sprites and drawn art more accurate)

Upon a glance you may not notice or may but Sin has no human arms. His arms are part of his wings as if you look you will see a finger like tendion on top of wings. He will wiggle it happily if he sees you stareing.

He uses magic most times to use writing supplies,eat sometimes,and other things he can't normally do if he cant reach. He can also his feet as hands if he wants to.

He has amazing hearing far more better than most other species and can use his hearing like eyesight sometimes.

He adores the Diasomnia housewarden alot to point he joined his club but it's been rumored that they often get into arguments and fights despite being seen being friendly when others are near. Sin is quite close friendly to Damián aswell but this probably cause he knows the same thing Malleus knows.

Sin quite likes beasthumans as he tends to befriend only them but loves him a good smelling human too. He always mentioning smells which people take as a compliment.

He is sensitive to certain sounds and smells. If they hurting him very badly he will make it known something about you is making him feel awful.

He tends to fall out of trees cause he is clumsy. He has gotten used to sleeping on the ground cause he just keeps losing his footing. He blames the tree.

He has daytime and bright light blindness. He cant see when the sun is shining so bright or reflecting on things. Also artifical lights that are so bright like sun affect him to. He just sees fuzzy big ball of white light that intensity depends on the light source. He wears blindfolds and no face veils to deal with this. He can use sound to see things technically so its fine even tho it looks..wrong.

About Sin's Mother

[fantasy-fields-bitty-center]

Killer(Swap) Sans Troodon

Name: Tooth

Size: 1 - 2 feet tall (fullsize) 4 - 6 inches tall (mini) 4 - 5 feet tall(bara)

Personality: Mischievous, protective, energetic,

Likes: Jokes, puns, pranks, naps, lazing around, soft things, shiny things, annoying others, hording, having a place to themselves,

Dislikes: Being seen as weak or lesser, people/bitties that don’t like his jokes, chores,

Compatibility: They love to pull pranks but prefer more harmless pranks, will pull more cruel pranks on those they don’t like but are rarely harmful,

They can be pretty chill but like to annoy other bitties and start things, though they don’t normally start full on fights, and really only fight if the other bitty escalates it that far,

They are not a popular bitty type and when they get adopted they don’t want to be returned, so they normally play nice and are pretty awkward till they settle in,

They like to horde shiny things and anything those they care about may have given them, though they take more care with things they horde and rarely keep them in a nest to avoid getting them messy,

They are super energetic and need space to get their energy out, and when they cant they can be be easier to anger,

Feeding habits: They prefer to feed themselves whenever they are hungry so letting them have access to the kitchen(when fullsized or bara) and/or letting them have easy access to snacks/pre made meals,

Additional info: They have a black goo that seeps out of their eye sockets, it is water soluble but it can make a mess, it also isn’t bad to touch with bare skin but it might stain,

Though they hate mentioning messes made by it, and often need their clothes and blankets/pillows making up their nest washed due to it, they tend to be embarrassed by not being able to control it,

Zone: Plains, Forest, Ice, Cave

In Universe: These bitties are seen as dangerous as bad sans types and as general annoyances to those that overlook that,

Difficulty: Basic - Intermediate

Features:

Main colors: Black, blue,

Secondary colors: black, gray, white, red, blue,

Extra: Troodon bitties are feathered!

Additional info: Is completely black but may have faint spots or stripes, may have red speckled patterns as well,

[ransprang]

hey, i would like to request a jjba matchup!

i'm non binary, bisexual (don't really have a preference) and would like for this to be romantic.

when i'm around people i tend to be really loud and full of enegry, even when i'm in a bad mood. i just kinda throw away my bad moods for the sake of not being annoying to other people. but i also tend to feel emotions very intensively and get irritated or annoyed/mad very easily. but other than that, i'd say that im pretty chill and fun to be around? i don't really have many hobbies besides sleeping and doing absolutely nothing because i'm too lazy to even leave my bed most of the time,, i need to work on that. as for my type, i just want someone that can match my energy and shares the same humor as me. what i hate.. it's pretty hard to answer that ngl, i don't really hate anything, i just tend to get pissed off about the certain things depending on my mood and the day and i'm not afraid to confront someone about what's annoying me during that moment. my love languages are mainly physical touch, as well as gift giving!

my hair is currently purple and i tend to wear more "extreme" makeup (big eyeliner, long lashes etc), as well as a lot of skirts (even during the winter nothing can stop me) combined with some oversized shirts or sweaters. i'm an entp and aqua sun, scorpio moon and aries riesling >:)

btw: i'm fine with any part, but it would probably be better if it was someone from the main casts, since i don't really remember all the side characters <\3

i hope this isn't too long and that y'all are doing well, thank you so much for doing these!! <3

hii thank you for the request!! i'm the only admin who's finished part 6 so hopefully this isn't too ooc.

Your jojos match up is.................JOLYNE KUJO!!

SFW

- Jolyne is as equally as loud as you and a ball of energy. When you both are dating she starts realising when you’re in a bad mood and forces you to be honest about your emotions. She also reassures you that you’re never an annoyance.

- The two of you are quite chill people. Jolyne would be down to have super fun dates like going to an amusement park. She’d also be down for napping and cuddle sessions!

- If you’re in bed for too long she may use her baby voice on you to get you to go outside with her.

- She loves your confrontational abilities because she is the same. The two of you would legit be a fearsome couple no one would wanna mess with.

- Jolyne is a total cuddle bug. If she could she’d crawl under your skin. She absolutely cant go without hugs and kisses. She’d be sure to give many kisses too of course.

- Have you seen Jolyne? The girl has a great fashion sense and is NOT afraid to wear anything. She has so much self-confidence and wears anything no matter how crazy. She’d SO love the fact that your fashion taste is also different to most other peoples.

your fellow sleepy head,

admin sar

[suganovakawa]

Hello I wanna say that I love ur work 🥺 I’m new to the haikyuu fandom and ur work gives me life! Can I request a HC with Tanaka, Daichi, Suga & asahi and how they would react when they see other teams at a tournament flirt with you and how they act when they’re jealous? Thank you !

absolutely omg i love my karasuno babies and them being jEALOUS??? this is my calling goodBYE

btw btw welcome to the hq fandom bby !! enjoy your stay here 🥺💞💘💓

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐅𝐅 !

karasuno boys fend off other teams as they try to flirt with you !

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these boys don’t take too kindly to other teams trying to flirt with you . . . and they’re not gonna deal with it for much longer ! >:)

a / n : jealous anything >>>> and you cannot change my mind because it’s my weakness k thx bye 🥰

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ryuunosuke tanaka

lmao flirting w you is like asking for a death sentence i do not make the rules

tanaka is not afraid to show you off , nor is he afraid to show off your guys’ relationship at tournaments either

he has full trust in you dw , but that doesn’t mean he trusts the men that get a little too close for comfort

if his death glare alone doesn’t scare them off i feel so sorry for them

ryu will 100% call someone out if they’re obviously flirting with you

“ hey , punk ??? you’re trying to flirt with them , huh ??? gotta tell ya , you’re out of luck , go find someone else . this hot stuff right here is mine , thank you very much . ”

he gets so confused when you get embarrassed because what ??? he’s just telling them the truth

“ ryu ! you can’t just call me ‘ hot stuff ’ in the middle of the gym !! ”

“ why not , baby ? you are hot stuff ! they’re just bummed out you’re not theirs . ”

not to mention , 8 times out of 10 noya will probably be right there with tanaka scaring off the suitors

those two are literally your bodyguards , and once they know that someone else has their sights set on you , do not expect them to leave your side

also , he holds a FULL GRUDGE against ladies men type people

cough cough tooru i’m talking bout u bby

you are to stay a mile away from oikawa and all of aoba johsai at all times , ryu will not accept otherwise

oh , and terushima ??? YEAH HES NOT EVEN GONNA LAY EYES ON YOU ONCE LMAO

at least , not without tanaka’s arm wrapped around your waist

gotta make sure they understand you ain’t on the market

all in all a very protective baby crow , can and will fight anyone who tries flirting with you so pls don’t test him

daichi sawamura

daichi is definitely the silent but deadly type let me assure you

i don’t care where that man is , he’ll always have an eye on you regardless

oh and he’ll probably have the rest of his team have their eyes on you too ; just in case there is a small instance where he can’t keep his eyes on you

yuu , ryu , and shoyo will be paying the most attention to you when the captain is not able to watch over you at the tournaments

lord have mercy to those who somehow actually get past daichi’s security

my best guess is that you’re probably on like , a water bottle run in between games , so that everyone can have fresh cold water during timeouts n whatnot

yeah you’ll probably get hit on by another guy in the halls ( let’s pretend it’s yuuji because i love him so much LMAO pls hit on me teru )

anyway he’ll def be at your neck like how he was tryna get kiyoko’s number

sadly you can’t do much because you have a bunch of water bottles in your hands so you’re just tryna shimmy away but terushima is not having it

out of nowhere his face blanks

literally pales

you’re about to ask him what that’s about until you feel an arm snake around your waist

like i said , the silent but deadly type

you can’t see daichi’s face as he’s staring down yuuji , but you can hear the annoyance in his voice

“ oh there you are , y/n . you need help carrying these water bottles , baby ? ”

you turn to yuuji , who has his hands up — clearly getting the message daichi was giving to him

“ alright alright , my bad ~ ! didn’t know they were yours , man . i’ll take my leave . ”

but he did add a “ see you later cutie ” before leaving the two of you alone

you couldn’t help but laugh as the captain latched onto you protectively as the two of you went back to the gym

“ daichi , it’s okay , he’s gone now ! you’ve done your job in saving me ”

“ nonsense . i can sense their eyes on you from everywhere . you’re not leaving my sight again , y/n . ”

koushi sugawara

koushi is definitely also a silent jealous type

but he’s more mellow when showing it subtly

but don’t get me wrong , the effect it leaves on others is just as menacing

he’s the type to leave that shiver of fear when he shows up

basically he’s a sweetie until people mess with you and that’s just on periodt

suga is not too protective over you , since he does trust you and has full confidence you won’t do anything to hurt him

cough cough he still wants the other nasty boogers keeping their hands off you though

i literally just imagine him going up to people like “ :))))) ??? ” when people try flirting with you LMAO

like ?? no ??? they’re ??? mine ????

not ???????? yours ??????

he’ll have that chilling ring in his voice that’s deadpan but menacing at the same time — sometimes he even scares you with it

you had a run in with tooru at the preliminaries , RIP bless his soul

you went to go watch a match while karasuno was resting ; seijoh was resting at the same time

he got a little too close for comfort in the audience stand

flashed you a famous smile of his , “ what’s a cutie like you doing here alone ? ”

“ she’s not alone , actually . ”

KFKKDKFKFKD both of your heads went a whole 180 at the sound of koushi’s voice

oh no he had that creepy smile again

“ baby , we were just looking for you . is oikawa bothering you ? ”

he turned his :) to tooru , who had already stepped a decent distance away from you

“ heaven forbid you’d be bothering y/n , oikawa , when you have a whole fanbase of girls you could be bothering instead . ”

the great king had never been so scared of a karasuno player in his life

he left in a hurry without saying much — though he was grumbling something you two couldn’t understand

switch from scary suga to soft suga uwu

he wrapped his arms around you and grinned pleasantly this time as he hugged you

“ sweetheart , don’t hesitate to tell me if anyone else is like that to you , okay ? i’ll make them go away . ”

“ koushi , you’re so scary when you’re angry ”

“ i am ? i didn’t think i was ”

“ look at how oikawa backed away when you came up ! hardly anyone can phase him ”

“ oh . maybe i am scary , but only when it comes to you . ”

he laughed and took you by the hand , and you two walked back to the rest of the team

scary suga never fails to keep the nasty boogers away

asahi azumane

he won’t even realize he’s jealous until someone points it out to him

i think nishi would be the one to point it out to him , because woah asahi looks mad

“ yo , asahi ? you good ? your knuckles are turning white ! ”

he’s been looking your direction ever since the date tech players started surrounding you , striking up conversation

he didn’t even realize yuu was talking to him until he literally had to jump up and wave in his face

asahi snapped out of it once noya caught his attention — his fists were still clenched tho

“ oh — noya . i’m fine , why ? ”

the libero didn’t buy it one bit because he didn’t know the ace even had it in him to be angry

he looked to where asahi had his eyes on the whole time before turning back to the third year with a smirk

“ you’re gonna let them just flirt with y/n like that ? what kind of boyfriend are you ? go go go ! ”

oh no yuu what did you do

“ they’re flirting with y/n ? ”

he was f u r i o u s at the thought of it

oh no no no they were not going to be flirting with you , not while asahi was your boyfriend no sir

he stormed over towards you — your back was towards karasuno so the date tech players noticed him first

asahi + scary dark death glare = run

and the date tech players — besides aone — did just that , scampering off in a hurry

you were confused until you turned around , smiling when you saw your giant teddy bear of a boyfriend

you were utterly oblivious to the stare down between him and aone

“ asahi ! shouldn’t you be practicing now ? ”

he placed a gentle but firm arm around your waist , pulling you closer to him without taking his eyes off date tech’s ace

“ yeah , but we were looking for you . i’ve come to bring you back , y/n . ”

oh heck yeah there was tension as he brought you back to your guys’ court

“ those players weren’t flirting with you , were they y/n ? ”

“ huh ? oh no ! i was just catching up with a couple of them , since i went to middle school with some of them . why ? ”

“ oh , nothing ”

you couldn’t even ask him anything else as he walked away without another word , which was very not like him

you had to get the answer from nishinoya later on , who was laughing hysterically at your description of the way your boyfriend was acting

“ OMG Y/N HE REALLY WAS JEALOUS , I TOLD HIM THAT DATE TECH WAS FLIRTING WITH YOU I CANT BELIEVE HE BELIEVED ME ”

after the tournament both of you were blubbering apologies to each other

you apologizing for making asahi jealous

and asahi apologizing for acting like a brat about it

in summary , asahi + jealousy = pls save yourself from that man he is terrifying

he’ll make it up to you with tons n tons of cuddles later so he’s still your big teddy bear <3

[huniebunny]

Right-o!! ^^

Ya girl is here for a match up, please! (And if you cant that is totes fine!! I Hope ur good btw @3@ 👍)

So the fandom is Hetalia (still here since 2016 lol)

Nickname: Aila

Age:I literally just turned 18 so fuck yeah (👀)

Pronouns: She, they (really don't mind what people use)

Orientation: Pan or bi kinda confuse but for the most part I don't mind what my partner identifies as

Appearance:

• I have short, slightly wavy, black hair that reaches my shoulders (I tie it up a lot cuz It looks like those E-girl mullet things)

• I wear Aviator glasses (they're a bit square-ish)

• tanned skin

• Brown eyes

• Round-ish face

• I though I was 5'3 but apparently I'm 5'2 (#sadlyfe)

Personality ig:

• I'm Friendly and bubbly, But can also be a bit of a bitch ngl. Although I do love joking around, I am quite witty and Smart. And despite being all of that, I do struggle with a bit of Social anxiety (so writing this is lowkey making me hyperventilate). I deal with that by acting Friendly and outgoing (fake it til you make it I suppose).

Thank you!! <33

[I'm so sorry if this is short and vague! This was incredibly difficult to complete. If you'd like me to try again, you can resend this request with a bit more information about who you are!]

You’re Matched With…

Alfred F. Jones!!!

What's your relationship to them?

Lover | Friend | Family | Acquaintance | Annoyance | Rival | Enemy

How did you meet?

It’s that classic, “You’re both running late and run into each other”. You ram face first into his chest as he stumbles over your feet, and nearly faceplants with you in his arms. He apologizes for the trouble and runs off again.

First impressions?

There wasn’t much to think since he was running late, but as it circled back around when he slowed down, he thought you were kinda cute.

General Dynamic:

The two of you would continue to run into each other at that same spot.

But, on the days that you two aren’t rushing, he stops you for a minute to talk and even offers to hang out.

For the times you say no, he shrugs with a grin and sends you on your way.

For the times you say yes, his grin glows and he picks you up in his excitement, unaware of all the eyes on you.

He’s the one mostly planning what to do when you hang out, but he’s always willing to try anything you want to do, even if it’s chilling down for a movie or two.

[generalpandathefourth]

Autumns Song

Song this was inspired by

She pulled her sleeves over her hands, it had gotten a lot colder than she had anticipated and it was nipping at her finger tips. As she looked at the trees around her, taking in a deep breath, a leaf fell onto her journal. It was a beautiful pink, never failed to remind her of a magical night. Smiling to herself she picked it up and twirled it between her fingers and thumb. One thing, one person, was all that was on her mind. Luz. Her stupid cute face, the way her hand felt in hers, the light in her brown eyes. Amity's stomach filled with fireflies. She still couldn't believe that she got to have that feeling every day, that she got to call Luz her person. Her cheeks began to hurt from smiling. Amity had grown so much since her arrival, she was braver, she made amends with Willow, she had figured out she was a lesbian, a better witch. She was a totally different person and yet she felt more herself than ever before. She didn't know what she would do without Luz.

Then it hit her, right in the face, all of the beautiful leaves changing colours and falling from their branches, the mark of a new season. She remembered what Luz had told her once, her school at home started a new year each Autumn.

The human world. Luz would have to leave, to go back to her mom, her home. Her real life. Amity rest her head against their tree and close her eyes. Her heart sank.

"Its freezing, where's your coat," she asked more worry letting out in her voice than she intended. Luz shrugged, lining up beside her to start their morning walk to Hexside.

"I don't��have a lot of clothing options. Besides it's not that cold," she replied.

Amity didn't like that answer. It was a brisk morning, if she was chilled then Luz definitely was, the brunette always ran cooler than her. She made a mental note to bring one of her jackets for her the next day.

"I love the cold, reminds me of my favourite season," Luz bubbled happily, almost skipping down the forest path.

Amity fought not to blush at such a simple action, but damn the brunette made it hard. "What's your favourite season," she questioned, always eager to know the girl better.

Luz beamed, "autumn. I love all the different colours, stepping on the crunchy ones that have fallen, pumpkin spice and Halloween. Big sweaters and comfy pants are the only way to live."

She grinned almost as big as the girls, her stomach fluttered, "tell me more."

Luz grabbed her hand and began to elaborate but Amity didn't hear another word, all she could think of was of their hands intertwined.

You are warm coats and 2 degrees

You are autumn leaves falling from trees

You are shaky fingers covered by sleeves

You are the cord cutting breeze

What if I asked you to stay

Would it cost your faith

Would you humor me to keep my heart at bay

Or would you walk away

Back at home Amity strummed on her guitar, finding a melody that fit what she was feeling. There was a lot that she was feeling. Sad, hopeful, awe, yearning. She had tried to continue writing in her journal, sort through what was flying through her head, but it wasn't enough. She couldn't focus. Luz always had a knack of making her lose focus, usually it was with a warm fuzzy feeling.

Tears rolled down her cheeks. She didn't want to assume things, it was never a good idea, but it was proving to be difficult. Who was she to think Luz wouldn't leave and go back to her world, her mom. Luz loved her mom, she missed her every day. She couldn't help a thought, a hope, that maybe if she asked her to stay she would. It was crazy and selfish. She felt sick to think of asking such a thing. But her heart yearned to keep Luz close, she would do anything.

"Go on try it," Luz nodded with excited encouragement. She had made them pumpkin spiced lattes, a must have in the human world.

Amity took a tentative sip, Luz had to get creative to make the drink as they didn't exactly have pumpkins on The Boiling Isles. She scrunched up her face not sure of what she was tasting. Luz's face dropped ever so slightly, not wanting to disappoint she took another sip. "Not bad," she supplied.

"Not bad? What does that even mean," Luz threw her hand up in the air with question.

"I like it, but also unsure of how I feel," she answered.

Luz huffed in defeat, "more for me I guess."

Amity pulled her mug out of the girls reaching hand. "I didn't say I wasn't going to finish."

Luz raised an eye brow at her.

King jumped out of nowhere, "I will have it all to myself," he declared.

Luz's laughter filled the owl house, Amity had never felt more at home than in that moment.

You are pumpkin spice on a rainy day

You are the words that I long to say

You are colours falling from trees and falling into place

You are something great

What if I asked you to stay

Would it cost your faith

Would you humor me to keep my heart at bay

Or would you walk away

She heard footsteps in the hallway outside of her bedroom door. Em's from the sound of it. She quickly shut her notebook, in time for a nock at the same time the door opened. She rolled her eyes.

"You are supposed to wait for an answer before opening the door," she said short to the intruder.

Her sister walked in with a shrug, "you know manners aren't my strong suit." She continued into the room and sat on her bed. Amity shook her head in annoyance. "I heard you playing, it's really nice."

"Thanks," she gave a tight lipped grin and set down her guitar.

"So, what's it about? You and Luz I presume," Emira asked.

She felt her face redden before she could look away. "No. Why do you think it's for Luz and I," she deflected the question back. Nerves seeped into her hands, creeping up her arms and into her chest.

Her sister laughed and gave her a knowing look. "You've been spending a lot of time together. Disgustingly happy until about a week ago. I'm not as dense as you think I am, Mittens, I know you're a thing."

Amity paled. She thought they were being subtle. "I don't think that about you Em," she gave seriously.

Emira waved her hand as if to push that out of the way, "don't try and change the topic. What's going on with you? It's been awhile since you last wrote a song."

She chewed on her lip. She could tell her sister, get if off of her chest and maybe it would ease the feelings. They were so intense she could barely sleep. Maybe saying it out loud, telling someone, would make it go away. Or at least she could get another opinion.

"You can trust me, Amity, I won't even tell Ed."

She took a deep breath, "okay."

They laid next to each other, peacefully watching the clouds move across the sky, some making shapes they would point out to one another. Every now and again their hands would brush together, each time her breath would hitch, her heart grew hot with something that felt like sunshine. It was unlike anything she knew. Every time the human was around she felt, something, everything, all of it new and unknown. Nothing like this had happened to her before. The only comparison that came close was when she read Luz's fanfictions of Azura and Hecate.

She shivered and told herself it was because Luz's fingers were always cold. She wondered if that was a human thing or a Luz thing.

"Are you okay," Luz asked bracing herself on her elbows.

She met her gaze. "Yeah I'm good," she reassured with a small smile.

"I can give you your sweater back, it's no problem," she began to sit up and wiggle out of the garment. Amity quickly sat up and stopped her with a hand.

"Really, I'm fine. Please, keep the sweater."

"I cant keep it, it's yours," Luz said as if it was obvious. Still she listened, pulling the sweater back down.

She gave a warm smile, damming the brunette in her head for being so cute. "You look better in it than I ever have. Plus I have lots at home."

"Thanks Amity," Luz leaned in and planted a kiss on her cheek. She laid back in the grass casually.

Amity was frozen.

"I wish I could show you all the cool things I have at home in the human world."

You are something new

Not quite frost not quite dew

You are glasses fogging up and cold hands

You are something I don't understand

"I don't understand what's happening to me," Amity confessed.

Emira pat her shoulder in empathy. "You got it bad dude," she explained.

Got it bad, she wondered. What did that even mean? What did that have to do with what was going on?

"Mittens, you have to tell Luz."

Her eyes almost popped out of her head. "What," she yelled. "I cant tell her!"

Emira put a hand over her mouth, "quiet unless you want the world to know."

She nodded and the hand moved. Her heart pounded in her ears. How was she supposed to tell Luz. She didn't want to ruin whatever time they had left.

"You will never forgive yourself if you don't," Em supplied an answer to her unspoken dialog.

A buzz came from the desk, Luz's phone she recognize. She picked it up to pass to the girl, and without meaning to she caught a few words.

Tell Amity. 

"Oh it's my mom," Luz noted happily.

She was bewildered, thrown off guard, she had so many questions. What did she have to tell her? Why were they talking about her? Luz had told her mom about her. Her mom. Why? What else had she talked about? Did she tell her mom everything?

"She's such a mom," Luz commented to no one in particular. She did that a lot. Amity thought it was weird and confusing at first, but now it was another thing she found adorable.

"What are you talking about," Amity tried to be casual, indifferent.

Luz met her gaze, cheeks growing rosie. "Uh, nothing." She shuffled deeper into the giant pillow she sat on.

She looked back at her notebook to hide her face. "You wouldn't be on your phone if it was nothing," she prodded gently.

There was a pause, long enough she didn't think a reply would come.

"I told her about you," she confessed quietly.

She could feel her nerves in the aura of the room. Amity was nervous too. She wasn't sure how to continue, luckily Luz saved her.

"I thought it would be okay to tell her about you guys, people make friends at camp, it's normal," she started. Luz wiggled in her seat. Amity turned to look at her, staring at a book wouldn't be polite. "She got really excited. I haven't had a lot of friends."

Her heart crushed a little. She didn't understand how people couldn't like her, wouldn't want to be around her all day. Luz was a ray of damn sunshine.

"She asked a ton of questions, like a million, but one in particular was," she trailed off in thought. Amity waited patiently, not wanting to break whatever was happening. "I'm stalling," she huffed to herself.

There was another moment of silence as Luz seemed to have an inner turmoil. Amity moved a touch closer and placed a reassuring hand on her knee, "whatever it is I'm always going to be here for you, Luz."

Luz turned a bright shade of pink and shook her head. "God you're so neat," her blush deepened as she facepalmed. She whispered a harsh 'neat' under her breath.

Amity couldn't help but let out a soft giggle, the brunette was too cute. "What is it you want to say," she leaned down to catch her eyes.

Luz sat up a bit, and with a moment of bravery said, "I like you Amity. I like you a lot."

It's much too cold out my dear

The winter hush is near

Summer is starting to disappear

Autumn song is ringing in my ear

It's much to cold out my dear

It's much cold out this time of year

It's much cold out you know

She closed her eyes, concentrated on the cool breeze blowing by, the sun shining on her skin, anything but the pit in her gut. Today was the day. She was going to share her song with her girlfriend. Arguably the saddest song she's created so far. It was an intense feeling. She had tried other ways to express what she wanted to Luz but every time she psyched herself out. This time she had made it fail prof, she told Luz she had a new song. No backing out of it.

The sound of crunching leaves signaled Luz's arrival at their tree. She swallowed the lump in her throat and looked up. There she was, goofy smile and wearing Amity's oversized sweater. Her heart thumped with adoration, and just like that her nerves were gone. Luz skipped over to her, leaned down and gave her a kiss. She returned it eagerly, smiling into her lips.

"Hey," Luz smiled at her, brushing their noses together. She didn't wait for a reply before sitting in front of her, leaving just enough room for the guitar between them.

Just as swiftly as her nerves left they came back. She licked her lips, "hey."

"Did you want to talk or get right to playing," Luz asked simply.

She looked to her strings, touching them softly. This was it. She didn't know what would happen after, whether Luz would stay or leave, they could even breakup if it was bad enough. But she had to know. Emira was right, she couldn't live with herself if she didn't get it out there.

"I'm going to play the song first. But I want you to know that you are the best thing that's come into my life, and that whatever happens after, I understand." With that she played the first note, before Luz could speak, before she herself ran away in fear.

They walked silently hand in hand toward the door. Amity rubbed her thumb back and forth, an attempt to warm the girls hand. The pace was slow, much slower than normal, neither wanted to make it to their destination. Amity hated goodbyes, especially when it came to her favourite human.

"Amity," Luz whispered.

She turned to meet her gaze, "yes," she whispered back.

"I don't want to go in," she said swinging their arms. "I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too, Luz," she confessed and kissed the side of her forehead. "You have the scroll I gave you though, right?"

Luz nodded, "yeah."

"Good," she said as they made it to the door. She hated goodbyes. She pulled Luz in for a hug, squeezing tightly, breathing in her scent. She found herself addicted to the way Luz smelled, she often made her girlfriend wear things for her to sleep next to. "You keep out of trouble," she said into the crook of her neck.

Luz's laugh was muffled into her shoulder. "I'll do my best. You take care of yourself."

"I'll do my best," she replied. Neither wanting to let go. But she had to be brave, if Azura hadn't taught her that Luz did plenty. She let go first. "Catch you later, Luz."

Luz's smile lit up the sky, "bye Amity."

With that Luz walked away, through the door.

Its much cold for you to walk home

What if I asked you to stay

Would it cost you all your faith

Would you humor me to keep my heart at bay

Or would you walk away

[cr0nu5-archive]

a post about me word vomiting about tomura’s mental maturity (contains manga spoilers) its gonna be a bit all over the place sorry haha

a bitch (me) really be thinking about tomura’s growth in mental maturity throughout the series. we all know in the beginning of the series despite being a young adult didnt have a very adult way of dealing with stress and anger specifically. tho i feel like its safe to assume that is exactly what afo wanted. he wanted a volatile tomura shigaraki who acts out and destroys things he hates without a second thought beyond “i hate it so it needs to go.” he wanted to build someone who was very good at destroying and would follow his word unlike his precious little brother. he never taught tomura any healthy coping skills and told him the only way to calm his itch was to destroy his cause of stress and frustration. he actually gave tomura an incredibly UNHEALTHY way to bring a bit of calmness to his stress by pushing him to wear what remains of his family.

even after destroying something he hates there is no real satisfaction. he seeks to destroy and destroy in hopes to be finally free from his crushing feelings.

afo encouraged behavior an adult is supposed to teach a child to prevent. and im not at all surprised that when this enabler was torn from tomura’s life the young man went through change. though i believe forming other bonds with the league of villains members also did a lot to help this change and you can see a bit of that change even just before afo was taken in.

when bakugou blasted an attack in his face (tomura’s unusual durability is a post for another day) instead of throwing a fit he assure everyone it was fine which is quite the change from tomura attempting to murder toga and dabi based on not liking their personality. tho he was still seemingly pissed he was taking steps to control his anger.

it was likely because having a team pushed him into the leader position. and once afo was out of the picture he had no one above him to give him orders or make sure everything went smoothly. that was all on him now. the league was his responsibility and he had to carry the burden of being afo’s successor.

hell even interacting with other villains like stain and overhaul helped him grow. he was shown their view points and their ambitions. he learned from his rivals.

 he was probably very sheltered growing up. afo was trying to groom him and wouldnt want tomura to interact with people who might change his view on some things. tomura was already not going to school. before the death of his family he wasnt in school yet because he was only 5 years old tho he did interact with kids in the neighborhood. but after that they only people he interacted with were afo, the doctor and kurogiri. before his rise in fame he’s been shown to go on walks but it didnt seem like people were often kind to him.

he was frustrated. it didnt seem like he killed since his father. in this scene he actually closed his fist because he didnt want to kill them even tho he was upset. he even complained to afo and afo encouraged him to give in to the need to destroy.

afo is not in the picture currently. nor is his caretaker kurogiri. all he has is the league and their growing trust and care for each other. they are not above him in terms of who calls the shots but he wants to help them be free with him. free live how they want without society fucking them over.

he’s got people who arent trying to hold him back. they are fight with and for him.

now when he gets angry there are more thoughts than just “destroy.” he makes plans before he acts. he’s even shown more control than his team during the overhaul arc. after magne was killed (in a pretty hot headed move) he tried to tell compress not to rush in because he knew rushing in was a bad idea. and when he agrees to working with overhaul he doesnt hide his disdain but kept things civil until he was able to carry out an act of revenge.

he’s more open with getting angry on behalf of his comrades now and i cant remember the last time he was pissed because of his own personal annoyance.

spinner literally yells in his face and he looks more like “bro chill” than anything else. he realizes spinner isnt his enemy even tho he is being faced with disrespect he doesnt throw a fit over it.

in conclosing the league is the best example of the found family trope, tomura shows incredible growth throughout the series (even symbolized with a visual of a butterfly creature tomura hatching from a cocoon), i dont know how to type anything cohesive and i’d let tomura unplug my life support to charge his phone.

[beyoncesdragon]

title: tongue tip trip

➳ pairing: harry styles x reader, best friends to lovers trope but a bit different. 

➳ summary: Harry eats edibles and you come to the rescue...despite almost four months of no talking and zero communication. 

➳ warnings: Harry eats edibles, swearing and some fluff, it’s also fan fiction so its ✨unrealistic✨ okay, also its 1AM I wanna sleep 

➳ a/n: I love this one tbh. but please don’t do drugs children 

Jeff hardly ever called you. Even when Harry and you had still be close, him calling you was a rarity. But when he then did, you couldn't help but feel a bit worried at the sign of his user ID flashing up on your phone. This time was no exception, but besides worry there was also surprise and a whole bunch of uncomfortable memories and unsaid words. You hadn't heard from him (or Harry) in weeks. Sure, Jeff and you still sometimes texted a bit, you also were still in good contact with Claire and especially Mitch and you still got along. Harry and you...well, that was a different and longer story.

Harry and you used to be very close friends. Means, helping him what socks to choose before performing-close friends. You had met a year in Harry going solo, you a simple assistant engineer and him the highly praised Popstar. The two of you had quickly bonded over a few glasses of chilled white wine in the humid air of Jamaica and soon your friendship blossomed in the most beautiful ways. Well it did until you, obviously, started to feel a bit more for the singer. Now, that alone wasn't a problem itself, the fact that Harry knew (you had told him after a few weeks of awkward suffering) wasn't either. The problem was that Harry acted like a dick to anyone you brought around, up to the point where you seemingly couldn't ever date again. Of course Harry wasn't a straight up asshole to them, he still had a reputation to maintain, but he knew how to get under their skin. Just toying with their self-confidence and subtly making them feel like the biggest losers. Oh and, the absolute worst part, all whilst having a girlfriend himself. Which eliminated the possibility of him having feeling for you as a reason why he acted like a jerk. And that angered you more and more and it all escalated in a big, nasty and hurtful fight, around four - five months ago. Since then you hadn't talked, texted or seen each other.

It had been a big change of habit not to get up and first check the phone for messages of him, or simply FaceTime him to check up on his schedule. No spending time at cafes or at the studios with him and the rest of the team. Lucky thing you had other jobs running, on other albums and in other studios around Malibu than his.

He was currently recording music at the Shangri-La studios in Malibu, maybe ten minutes from your flat by car. Which had been described as a "lucky and obviously unplanned extra" by Harry himself, followed by a cheeky grin. You had just rolled your eyes, but secretly happy that he had cared about you being near during his writing process. But now it only left a sour aftertaste in your mouth.

With a sigh you pulled the key out of the ignition and picked up the phone. You figured you could also wait in the parking lot for a few more minutes.

"Hello?"

"Sweetheart? Jeff's here..." you hummed softly, leaning back. 

"Hello there Jeff. Everything alright?" you could hear him cough slightly, before he answered with a weird lilt to his tone. He sounded somewhat stressed out. "Yeah, everything's fine...how have you been?" you shrugged lightly, inspecting your nails. 

"Fine. Working and stuff. I guess same for you?" he was quick to agree, again with that weird cough. 

"Everything okay Jeff? Something happened?" you finally asked, tired of his obvious tip toeing around the real issue. He knew that you weren't so stupid to believe that Jeff had just called you to check up on you at five in the afternoon.

"Well not...quite. I - uh...it's because of Harry. Now, listen, I know the two of you did not part in like, the best ways but..." you couldn't help but close your eyes with a slight wince, "...but you've got to believe me, it's an emergency, kinda." You just sighed. 

"Kinda?" he hummed, saying nothing for a few seconds. "Do I need to talk to him?" you asked into the silence. Jeff was quick to say no however. "Uh...rather not, actually." You blinked surprised. 

"Rather not? Is he drunk?" not that this would be a first, Harry being drunk caller by nature. If he was lucky he then would find himself calling someone like Paul, his old bodyguard, few months ago maybe you, just not one of his exes or someone else you probably shouldn't call anyways – especially not drunk. But this time it didn't seemed to be like that, since Jeff answered hesitantly. "Not exactly, no." your frown deepened at his words, feeling slight annoyance creeping up. "Jeffrey! What's the matter? Is he hurt? In an accident? Called his ex? Called Zayn? What is it? Just tell me already!"

Jeff sighed deeply. "He's high." A relieved huff left your lips. That wasn't half as bad, wasn't it? "That's it? Little weed hurts no body, besides I would've been more concerned if he would've drank. Besides, he almost never does weed..." Jeff interrupted you quickly. "Not exactly weed sweetheart. You remember the uh, edibles I told you about, the ones we stored in the fridge..." A deep groan escaped your lips.

"Are you kidding me?" you groaned, shaking your head. "Well no. However, he accidentally bit of his tongue tip, few minutes ago." Your hand dropped from the steering wheel and smashed down and you accidentally honked, immediately getting confused and outraged looks from the cars passing by.

"He did WHAT?" you meant to hear a smile in Jeff's voice, underneath all the layers of just mild concern. "Yeah's a little unfortunate." you just huffed. A little unfortunate, if that's what they decided to call it, then fine. Nonetheless, Harry should probably visit a doctor. "Can he still sing?" you asked, somewhat defeated. The noise behind Jeff increased, you assumed that he was entering the studio again. "Hold on a sec...can you hear him?" And oh how you could hear him.

He was singing, no yelling on top of his voice, trying to outmatch the speakers that were thumping Paul McCartney's "Too Many People", though unmistakably mumbling a little. Just the sound of his voice made your heart clench in pain a little.

"Yeah I can." You mumbled, wishing for Jeff to talk over Harry's voice again. "So his career isn't in danger right? Means I can just..." Jeff sighed deeply, pleadingly. 

"Y/N, please...he needs medical care." You pouted displeased, spinning the car keys in your fingers. "And you cant drive him because...?" this time he definitely laughed. "What do you think? Harry being the only one on drugs?" you shrugged. "You don't sound like you would bite your tongue off..." he just huffed. "That's because I only had a glass of white wine, but never drink and drive..." you let out a loud laugh, starting your car. "Oh sure! And don't mix drugs with alcohol, right?" he chuckled softly. "Course not. We're that responsible, you know." you just hummed unconvinced, sighing again.

"Okay fine. I'll pick him up." Jeff released a long breath before thanking you warmly. "Thank you so much, angel...how long will you take, you think?" your eyes darted from the rear-view mirror to the road behind the parking lot, before you shifted the reverse gear again to leave the parking.

"About 10 minutes? Maybe?" you guessed, eyeing the traffic suspiciously. It wasn't rush-hour just yet, but there were still plenty of cars on the road. "Okay...oh hi Harry." You immediately tensed up, swallowing hard when you heard Harrys deep voice again.

"Who y'takin to?" Harry spoke as if he had a full mouth, trying not spit out its content. "Oh just...Y/N." Jeff answered truthfully. Harry then said something you couldn't quite understand before Jeff ushered him to go away again with the words; "She'll come in a few minutes anyways." It made you swallow heavily; had Harry asked to talk to you? You stopped the thoughts and focused on the road again. "I'll see you in five." And with that you hung up.

❦

Harry and Jeff were already waiting in front of the studio when you pulled up, Harry having a bloody cloth pressed to his mouth. They looked like father and son, right off the principal's office for starting a fight on campus. It almost made you laugh. Then your eyes met and the amusement left your body as quickly as it came. You were not ready to face him again, even after all those months.

"Thank you so much Y/N, I owe you...you good H?" Jeff asked as he opened the passenger door. "Yeh, m'fine, fanks." Harry mumbled, eyes darting up to meet yours, just to look away immediately. "We'll be back soon." You sighed, not yet ready to properly greet Harry. Or look at him, for starters. To be fair, he wasn't doing any better. "Sure. I hope he doesn't bleed on your seats." Jeff joked, well aware of the weird tension. You just shrugged, waving him goodbye. "See you in a few Jeff." Or not, but you didn't know that yet.

The ride was almost completely silent expect for the time where you asked if he was okay and he mumbled a "yeh". The radio was filling the silence and you were glad for it. The songs weren't that good at the moment, you just wanted something to be loud and talking, even if it was just the obnoxious radio host who kept cutting off the songs. That was until "Change" by RM and Wale started to play and you perked up immediately. A happy smile crept on your face as you recognised the tune. You yourself had helped with the song and you proudly acknowledged the credit they gave you. You hadn't expected it to be played over here in America, but you were happy it was. Harry had obviously noticed your change of behaviour and carefully peaked over.

"Y'know tha'shong?" you nodded, momentarily forgetting that Harry and you hadn't interacted the last ten minutes. "Helped write it. With Namjoon, aka. RM and Wale." Harry nodded slowly. "Ish Namjhoon f'om...?" he tried and you nodded. "BTS? Yeah." He just nodded again. The next second Wale already mentioned BTS in his verse and Harry huffed. "Oh."

"I've sheen - seen the pictures of you n'him." you quirked an eyebrow. "Yeah? Well, he was nice." Harry nodded again, another stolen glance into your direction. "Lishten..." he started but you cut him off. You already knew what he was about to say anyways.

"Let's not have this conversation now Harry. Please. Let's talk when there isn't blood gushing from your mouth." He nodded, but his shoulders relaxed a little bit. After all, he was glad you were up to talk, even if it wasn't just right now, but a bit later on. He had time anyways. He peaked over again, taking in the sight of you. Your hair was now longer than last time and your face somehow sharper – maybe you had lost weight. Also, there was a soft frown etched in between your brows, and there wasn't this soft glow you've always carried in your eyes. Long story short: You looked worn out and stressed, and Harry couldn't really tell if it was because you were sat in the same car as he was, or if it had to do with something else that was going on.

"How're ya?" it slowly got painful to speak, the edible was definitely wearing off now, but Harry still tried. He had missed your voice after all, it didn't matter how cold your tone had become. Just at the mentioning of that Namjoon you had sounded more like the Y/N he knew.

"I've been okay. Had lots of work...different countries and continents. S'been a busy few months." You felt unsure as how to talk to him, of you were fully honest. Should you say that you had absolutely hated working in Malibu since the fight? Should you say that you hadn't slept properly because you hated having fights with friends? Especially close friends? He probably knew anyways. Harry always knew somehow.

"I wont ask you about yourself until your tongue is patched up again, though. So you better shut up Styles." He chuckled softly, and the hint of the old Harry and Y/N relationship seemed to spark up again. The last five or so minutes were spent in silence again, but comfortable this time.

❦

Luckily Harry did not go recognised by anyone else than the Doctor. And the doctor probably only realised fully, because she asked for the name. Harry, still not fully functionable, had then looked over to you, expecting you to do the talking. Which made sense, of course, but truth behold, he had just forgotten his middle and last name. And the address of the place he was staying at (the studios) was completely wiped from his memory. He was lucky you were with him. It also turned out that he had completely bit off a few millimetres of tongue, a clean bite. You had almost gaged at those words and Harry had supressed a grin. It meant that Harry needed no stitches (apparently it was sort of possible to stitch a tongue back together), but daily check-ups and cleaning or cleansing of the mouth was mandatory.

"Check the injurie daily for changes in appearance or feel. Wounds in the mouth that are clean and healthy may appear light pink to white." She had started to almost exclusively talk to you, aware of Harry's partly delirious state, giving you all the information you needed to patch him up a bit. You nodded slowly.

"Alright. Just...how do you cleanse the mouth?" The Doctor gave you a kind smile. "Very easy. Rinse the mouth with a saltwater solution after eating to ease pain and keep the wound clean. That is very important, so the wound doesn't infect. The saltwater solution is just one teaspoon of non-iodized salt mixed in one cup of warm water." You nodded slowly. "One last thing: if the colour of the wound changes, starts bleeding again, swells up or you notice a visible deformity, immediately come back. Also, if the pain intensifies and does not improve within two hours of taking over-the-counter pain medication, such as ibuprofen or acetaminophen, have somebody call us, or better come around. That is all we can do right now."

You were almost happy when you could leave the hospital with him, especially because Harry now grew tired and needy. You weren't sure if the disappearing edible had that effect or if you had just forgotten how clingy Harry could get, but you had troubles getting him to let go of your arm and sit into the car. And your deeply hidden and buried feelings for him slowly made an unwanted comeback, and you were not quite excited for that. You should've known that they would come again, after all, you never really got over him in the first place.

Harry insisted on you staying the night. He blabbed something about risk of getting kidnapped and abused at night alone (not entirely wrong, sadly) and him not letting his friend leave at hours that late and also he apparently needed you if something happened again. He just wouldn't admit that he couldn't let you walk out the door because he feared you wouldn't come back. as if you could just do that after today. But whatever it was, you did stay. In one of the three bedrooms of the Studio you had claimed a bed, and even got some spare clothes for sleep from Claire herself. You had called her, asking for them, as they had all already left.

Just when you thought you were done for the day, teeth brushed and dressed in Claires 1975 shirt size XL, you hear a knock on your door. "Come in?" You knew it was Harry, that wasn't the part that surprised you. the part that surprised you, was that it was Harry with a tray and on that tray were cups and kettle and it smelled like camomile tea and honey. And cookies, with chocolate chips even and some grapes.

"Hi." He just whispered, embarrassment written all over his face. "Hi?" you weren't sure how to react to this but quickly patted on the bed next to you. "Wanna sit down? Or wait, sHit down, as you would say it." He giggled softly, before he nodded and carefully sat down opposite of you, balancing the tray carefully between the two of you.

"I figured it would be better to talk now in peace? If you're up to, f'course." You couldn't help the small smile that crept onto your face. "Shure." You mocked his lisp and he huffed at that, swatting his hand into your direction. "Shtop it really hurt." You just rolled your eyes at him, motioning towards the tray between the two of you. "That's very cute by the way. I love camomile tea with honey." He grinned smugly. "I know." The tea steamed softly when he poured it into the cups, his brows furrowed in concentration to not spill it on the sheets. You watched him with a fond look in your eyes. You hadn't been fully aware of how much you had really missed him in all these months. Right now it felt like the feeling was overwhelming and would crush you out of a sudden.

"Everything a'ight?" Harry's concerned voice ripped you from your thoughts and you blinked quickly. Your eyes had started to water and you looked away embarrassed. "Yeah...guess I just missed you." his eyes immediately went soft, and he set the cups down on the tray. 

"I missed ye too." He said, sounding a bit helpless. You cleared your throat, shaking your head quickly. 

"Okay so what happened that day; Harry I want to sincerely apologise. What I said went too far." He just smiled softly. "I should've went first. S'my fault after all, let's not beat around the bushes. I am sh-sorry. I shouldn't've said all those things, it was truly horrible. You're not clingy, you don't ever bothered me and also, the men you brought around weren't all dicks. And yes I did ruin it purposely." He couldn't even look at you anymore, shame so obvious in his face and voice and body language. "It's fine...I could've dated anyone anyways that time." You tried softly, swallowing down the "Still can't, believe me, I tried." He just shook his head. "No, really Y/N, that was extremely hurtful and inappropriate and I was the biggest...dick to do all that. I am so sorry. You had all right on earth to walk out like that. and to call me a heartless, self-absorbed douche, I guess I deserved that...that and all the other things you called me." that did make you laugh a bit.

"Arrogant son of a bitch? That one?" he grinned softly. "Exactly that one. I uh, used that, by the way. In a song, I hope you don't mind." Your eyebrows shot up at that. "You called yourself an arrogant son of a bitch?" He nodded sheepishly. "An arrogant shon of a bitch who can't admit that he is shorry, and I quoted that." you laughed now, loudly. "Bit harsh, innit?" he shrugged, coquettishly raising the tea cup to his lips. "Heard it from shomewhere." You just hummed softly, lifting your cup as well.

A deep sigh rose your chest as you looked at him again, that bright flicker in his eyes again, that lopsided smirk he wore so well. You knew that your crush was back on fully, but right now you didn't even minded it. Harry gave you a small smile, the mischief slowly draining from his green eyes. he seemed to catch on to that shift of your emotions and carefully placed his cup down on the tray, before then carefully placing the tray on the floor and opening his arms. 

"C'mere?" you did, immediately.

And for the first time in months you could fully relax. Surrounded by Harry's scent in Harry's arm and listening to Harry's heartbeat. Completely absorbed and surrounded by everything you loved. "Sorry." You mumbled into the fabric of his shirt, feeling how his arms tightened around you. "Me too. I fucking misshed you." you chuckled softly. "Misshed you too, shon of a bitch." His laughter sent vibrations through your body.

"About that Korean dude..." Harry suddenly asked, making your peak up to him. "Namjoon? What about him?" he cleared his throat. "Just...did you like, date or something?" you grinned softly. 

"Pretty sure he had something going on with a girl the time I was over there. Maybe he still has. Why? You wanna scare him off again?" he just laughed. "I don't do that anymore. I was just...curious you know. You've always had a thing for these Korean men." You grinned softly.

"Are you now talking Stray Kids or Bangtan or EXO or GOT7..." Harry groaned, "so what. You got something to say about that?" he shook his head. "Course not." You hummed. "And what do you mean, I don't do that anymore? Why did you even do it, like in the first place?" Harry sighed very deeply at that.

"I guess because...okay, promise you listen to the end and don't get upset with me too much, yeah?" you frowned, a bit mentally preparing yourself for whatever was about to follow. 

"Okay? Promised."

"Alright, now...I think I couldn't just...let you be and date who you want because I am a very selfish person? I know I know, you probably think: but selfish about what and I can only confess...probably you? No, not probably, I am sure." The words were bubbling out of him as if someone flipped a switch and now he couldn't stop anymore. "I couldn't see you date someone else and...give them all of your attention. And I know, I myself was in a relationship during that time, I know, but I just...I can't describe it." Your eyes grew wider and wider with every hasty rambled sentence and your lips were slightly parted. "It was as if was...jealous, which is weird because I wasn't into you then, no offense please, I mean I had a girlfriend..." 

"Hold on, what do you mean, wasn't into you then?" you cut him off and Harry literally froze. His eyes went wide with realisation and his mouth opened, as if he would try to reply something; but there was no sound. All he could think of, was one word, all in capital letters and blinking red: fuck.

"I uh, did I say then?" you clicked with your tongue, an amused grin flitting over your face. 

"You did." A blush now covered his cheeks and he cleared his throat eagerly. You moved away from his embrace to get a better look at the man sitting in front of you. 

"You did say then. Something changed?" your tone was joking but hidden beneath the layers of sarcasm there was a flicker of something else...hope.

"I...I mean I don't...would it be like...do you still feel the same?" you didn't immediately answered, trying to process what you were hearing. After weeks of pinning and then months of not talking at all, he was confessing – or somewhat confessing – that there was a chance that he now actually liked you back? How was that even possible?

Harry however read your silence as something else than confusion and being overwhelmed with the situation. His face fell from nervous to disappointed and hurt, though he tried to mask those emotions quickly. "Which is of course fine and like, obviously you don't, I mean..." he spoke, and it wasn't entirely clear if he was talking to you or himself.

"I didn't even answer H." you mumbled, tilting your head. "Of course you di- wait what do you mean?" there was this same spark of hope in his voice as there had been in your voice. "If I told you, that nothing changed, what would that mean?" you breathed after a second of hesitation and staring into his wide eyes, filled with fear, nervousness, hope and...vulnerability. At your words there was a small smile that started to tug on his lips, like a light igniting his eyes. 

"It would mean that I...uhm, I would then shoot my shot?" you couldn't help it.

"Was that hard to say?" he blinked confused. "Shoot your shot..." you teased and he groaned loudly. "Oh hush, you are unbearable." You giggled, winking obnoxiously. "You decided to eat those edibles. Also, I am worth a shot, no?" he huffed, leaping forwards to pull you back into his arms. "Oh definitely..." you grinned up at him before your breath hitched in your throat at the realisation of his sudden closeness. Eyes flickering to his lips you just waited. But when he leaned in you cleared you throat softly, making him halt. "Before you do that...just please tell me why now." He never moved back just pressed his lips together for a second, thinking of the right choice of words. "In those month where we didn't talk, I had a lot, and I mean a lot of time to think and reflect about the whole situation. About you, about how I felt about you and your partners, how your confession had changed the way I saw or felt certain things...also, Jeff's talked a lot with me about it. The fight and stuff. And then when I saw you again I just...knew? I don't know..." you cut him off with a short nod. 

"Okay that's good, now kiss me please." He just laughed before finally, finally closing the gap between the two of you.

And your lips on his made him feel better, lighter and higher than any fucking edible could've ever made him feel.

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