#and now it just makes me so damn sleepy 💔

[nicepersondisorder]

i miss when energy drinks and coffee actually gave me energy knstead of having no effect/making me sleepy 💔💔

[owliellder]

The Finer Details

Post DI! Leon Kennedy x Painter fem! Reader

MDNI 18+

(Session 1, Session 2, Session 3, Session 4, Session 5, The Reveal)

Description: Leon realizes that retirement is in his best interest now that he's getting older. All of his accomplishments as an agent mean he's truly earned a painting to commemorate..

Warnings: Not Proofread, Age gap! (reader is anywhere between mid-late 20's and Leon is 40), Porn w/ Plot, Use of she/her pronouns, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Alcoholism, mentions of trauma/PTSD/depression, P in V smut (wrap it NEOW), Leon cries during sex 💔

Tags: Older Leon Kennedy, Younger afab!Reader, Leon is SAD but he is your muse, Crying, mentions of Leon masturbating, starts off with Dom! Leon and Sub! Reader, falls into switch territory because that man needs some serious TLC, Praise kink, Hickeys, Handjob, Nipple play, Oral sex (m! and f! receiving), and a heavy dose of Aftercare

Author Note: I'm actually thinking I might be doing one chapter every other night, but I would also like to draw on my comically large art tablet at some point this week, so I might skip a day or two.

Cross posted onto AO3

Session 2: Color Matching

You partially regret just agreeing to "tomorrow", seeing as this man decided that he wanted to show up at 4am.

It was the original time set for yesterday's session, and you guess he felt bad for being late, but god damn he texted you an hour earlier telling you he'd be there by 4am. Dragging yourself out of the comfort of your bed was difficult, but in the end it was worth it to draw such a stunner.

You had to get there before Leon did, so there you were; half awake, dressed in a pair of fuzzy pants and a loose t-shirt, and a small cup of tea in your right hand while the other fumbled with the keys to your little work room.

That was the greatest part about your job as a professional painter. You didn't have a dress code.

Though most days you did try to look your best, some days it was just easier to be comfortable. Besides, it's not like tons of people come and see you everyday, it was usually just one person at a time.

It was 3:47am by the time you'd gotten to your workspace and settled, sitting on one of the many floor pillows in the living area you put together away from the actual painting setup. The tea was warm, it was keeping you sleepy, but you couldn't stop taking small sips. It was in your hands, there wasn't much you could do to stop yourself.

You told Leon to just come on in when he arrived, not wanting to walk all the way back down just to lead him back up. The stiffness from sleep was still in parts of your body, so you knew it would be difficult to get up, even when he did finally stride through that door. He dressed nicely today, just what you needed him to do.

Wanting to relish in the dim yet warm lighting of your various lamps for as long as possible, you beckoned the man to come over and sit with you, which confused him slightly. He thought you would be ready to get started once he showed up, but he wasn't one to argue so early in the morning. Instead, he shrugged and slowly sauntered over to you, taking a seat on a floor pillow across from yours.

"Good morning." Leon grumbled quietly, his voice barely hiding the fact that he wasn't quite awake either. That rumble in his chest made your stomach flutter. "Good morning to you, too." You responded, closing your eyes for a moment to take another sip of your tea.

"When uh-" He cleared his throat, putting a fist up to his mouth as he did so. "When are we gonna get started?"

You furrowed your eyebrows, moving the cup away from your lips to stare at him. "I wasn't expecting to be up so early, so just give me a few more minutes to wake up and then we can turn my main lights on."

Leon sucked on his teeth as he thought, turning his head to look over out one of the windows as he rested his wrists on his knees. "Oh, yeah, sorry. Just wanted to make up for being late yesterday."

You laughed softly before letting out a quiet sigh, setting your tea down on the low coffee table sitting behind you.

"Don't worry about it, but also don't make me get up so early again, old man." You attempted to joke, immediately noticing the wince on his face at the nickname. To divert, you stood up and stretched, patting his shoulder as you walked by him. "Alright, let me pull my stuff out and then we can get started."

Leon followed you with his head, taking a few seconds before standing up himself, pressing his hands onto his knees to help get up from the floor pillow.

"I'm just going to be color matching your tones today. I won't do all of it since obviously lighting changes throughout the day, buuuut..." You trailed off, beginning to rummage through a drawer in one of your desks before pulling out handfuls of paint tubes. "I just need to pull out the basic colors I'll be using."

It was still pretty dim in the room which caused you to have to squint to see the names of the colors on the tubes. Leon found that partially amusing, his chuckle causing you to glare playfully over at him. "Something funny?"

"As funny as it is to watch you go cross-eyed looking at those," he smiled, gesturing with his thumb to the light switches near the door. "I feel like it'd be easier to just turn the lights on."

"My retinas will be fried if those get turned on-" You were cut off by your own shout when Leon took the liberty of turning the lights on himself, laughing as you quickly moved to cover your eyes.

He only had to squint for a second before his eyes adjusted. You, however, were not expecting the sudden change, so you got an eyeful of bright white light. Complete and utter agony that lasted for a full five seconds.

By the time you moved your hands away from your eyes, they were watering and you had to squint for awhile longer. "Give me a warning next time you decide you want to try and murder me like that." You said, wiping away the few stray tears you'd produced from the light sensitivity. "You might live in the light, but I don't!"

The man shook his head and crossed his arms, smile still plastered to his face as he slowly made his way over to the chair in front of your easel. "That's payback for calling me an old man."

You twisted your head around to the chair so you could give him an indignant look, catching a glance as he was putting his hands up in defense with a small "what?" before you turned to look down at the tubes of paint sitting next to your hands on top of the desk.

"Nothing, just wasn't expecting to work with a toddler, that's all.." You mumbled, smile creeping onto your face as you heard him click his tongue from behind you. "I was an old man not five minutes ago and now I'm a toddler?" Leon asked, voice peaking dramatically.

"Yes, you have quite the range, Mr. Kennedy." You began sifting through the various paints you'd pulled out, humming softly as you contemplated what route you wanted to take with them. Stick to primaries? Add secondaries? Should I just use every color I need? Hmmm..

Leon watched as you stared at the paint tubes you'd picked up, tilting his head to the side slightly to try and get a better look. He snapped his head back upright when you started to speak again. "I'm trying to decide whether or not to use a lot of different colors, or just stick to a minimum.."

It was almost as if you knew what he was wondering. "Uhh... what's the difference...?" The man questioned, raising an eyebrow as you turned around, seemingly having made your decision already.

"Using just the main 6 colors-" You turned around and were faced with his very confused stare, causing you to explain a little better. "The main colors you see in a rainbow."

He breathed out a quiet "ahh" at that. Okay, good. He knows his basics. Cute...

"I can mix just red, blue, and yellow at varying degrees to get any color I need. Adding green, purple, and orange will help even more." You pursed your lips, lightly tossing the paint tubes in your hands before setting them down away from the other tubes. "I need white also. Damn.."

"What's wrong with white?" Leon asked, leaning forward a bit to watch you dig in the drawer for a tube of white oil paint.

"Nothin'. Just forgot, is all. Trying to keep this as authentic as possible..." You mumble, quickly closing the drawer with a slam after pulling out the paint you were looking for.

Silently nodding his head in acknowledgment, Leon turned his focus to his surroundings again, admiring your choice in decor once more. He bought a nice decorative pillow for his couch yesterday after being here the first time.

You grabbed a few strips of thick white paper, running your thumb along its textured surface before setting them down. You told him to stay where he was as you set up a small art palette, little dollops of the paints sitting neatly in the circular grooves.

"I'm gonna make color swatches of your skin for myself." You spoke up as you suddenly turned and walked towards him, holding the palette in your left hand while holding the strips of paper and a small yet flat paintbrush in the right. "Also, I'll need to get a picture of you in the position you want, but I'll do that after all of-" you waved everything you're currently holding in a small circle. "-this."

Leon simply responded with an "oh, okay", his knee beginning to bounce as you quickly began to mix little bits of your paint together to get a simple pale skin tone down before you even attempted to match his.

As you worked, you were starting to grow nervous with the silence, and clearly the man in front of you was as well, given he had started to sweat slightly on his forehead. He wasn't nearly as conversational as the last two agents you painted.

"So.. you've earned yourself a portrait..." You smiled slightly, holding up the strip of paper you'd brushed your mixed paint on to see what colors to mix in next. "What'd you do to earn one?"

Leon hummed. It was hard to think about every mission he's gone on, all the horrors he bore witness to, the people he saved, the people he couldn't save, how it all started, and now the fact that he's done-

"Hey, woah, I'm sorry." The sound of your voice drew him away from his thoughts. "I didn't know that would be a.. sore subject for you." He blinked at you a few times, furrowing his eyebrows soon after. "What?"

You pulled the strip of paper away from his face, pulling your lips tight with a shrug of your shoulders at his response. "You suddenly looked mad. Like... really really mad. I thought you were gonna snap at me or-"

"No. It's just bittersweet, is all." Leon cut you off, waving his hand dismissively at you before nodding once down to the paint palette in your hand. "You can keep going."

You stayed frozen in your crouched position for a few seconds longer before continuing to swatch your paint. You kept silent, not wanting to seem like you were antagonizing him.

"I used to be just a cop." The man suddenly said, causing you to look up from where you were mixing your paints together. "Only for a single day, but I was a cop. Simple as can be."

You nodded, beckoning him to continue with a small smile, which he did. "I'm sure you've heard about some of that already though, since you worked with Claire not too long ago."

His comment caused you to let out a small "ohh" in sudden recognition, nodding your head again. "Yeah, that's right! She mentioned you on that, okay.."

Leon continued to talk about all of his missions vaguely, still having to keep confidentiality in mind. You let him drone on, having gotten his skin tone matched in a few different areas now. You stopped to scribble on the papers with the paint swatches, making sure to label where each tone came from on his face and hands.

You took note of how he circled back to his single day as a cop and to certain missions. His mention of saving the president's daughter had you immediately smiling. That was a straight ticket to earning his own portrait in that hall of the White House, he could've done just that his entire life and he still would've been seeing you at some point.

You focused on mixing your paint for a little while before noticing he had grown quiet, looking up to see him staring out the window, a faint orange glow from the sun rising highlighting his features. And his tears.

Growing concerned once again, you set down the paintbrush on the palette so you could place a gentle hand on his shoulder. It seemed he didn't notice that, too lost in his head to notice anything at this point.

"Hey..." You asked with a soft voice, your eyebrows furrowing with worry. "We don't have to talk about it anymore, you know..."

Finally, Leon looked back at you, eyes widening once he realized how watery his eyes were. He turned his head away so you didn't watch him wipe the tears that had fallen down his cheeks and use his sleeve to dry his eyes. It wasn't like him to be so easily bothered by this stuff.

"I just need one more color swatch and then you can go, okay? We can save the photo for another day." You gave the man a weak smile, one he didn't reciprocate. You understood.

He looked like he wanted to say something, but you filled in for him. "Seriously, it's no trouble at all. If you need more time then you need more time." Standing up from your crouched position, you left your half-finished color match swatch with the finished ones before walking over to set everything down on the desk.

You didn't want to crowd the poor man. That was probably the last thing he needed. Despite having only painted for a select few, you've learned to just step away from these retired agents when things would go awry. It was akin to a war veteran suffering from PTSD; they did almost have the same experiences as far as you could tell.

"I'm sorry."

Leon finally managed to say to you, his hands anxiously rubbing up and down on the tops of his thighs. Must be a nervous tick.

You angled yourself so you could see him while your body still faced the desk, smiling at him while your hands worked to neatly stack the strips of paper before clipping them together with a paper clip.

"There's absolutely no reason for you to apologize." You kept your smile as you responded to Leon, looking back down at your hands to make sure everything was put together properly. "You forget I strictly work with agents like yourself. From all the vague tellings, I know that the job is tough on you guys; body and mind."

It was weird having someone outside of the agency talk to him about this kind of stuff. It was weird for him to be bringing it up in the first place. Or, at least he felt like it was.

"Still, I should know better than to do that." Leon sighed, rubbing his hand along the side of his face before stroking his chin, scratching at the stubble growing.

"Know better than to do what? Let yourself process everything you've been through?" You spoke in almost a whisper. If your tone was any louder, you fear you'd come off as accusatory.

"I get it. Really, I do." Leon groaned quietly at your words, causing you to click your tongue. You grabbed your swivel chair and scooted it over so you could sit in front of him, and when you did, you brought your legs up to sit criss-cross just like yesterday, only there wasn't a table separating the two of you. You looked solemn. He didn't like where this was going.

"The whole point of painting you a portrait is to honor you and your work as an agent, but it's not just about getting yourself painted." You leaned forward in your chair, elbows resting on your knees, all the while keeping your voice hushed and gentle. "Seeing the portrait once it's finished is going to be an incredibly emotional ordeal. It's a reminder that this is truly the end of an era for you, Mr. Kennedy..."

Your words were really starting to strike a chord for Leon. He hadn't given it much thought. He didn't want to give it any thought at all. All he thought was "I'm just going to get myself a nice fancy portrait and be done with it". He didn't even consider what the portrait of him would actually symbolize.

"Oh." Was all Leon could muster, letting his gaze fall into his lap where his hands now sat clasped together. If it weren't for the comfortable environment you had set up here, he probably would've bolted ages ago.

You let him think everything over for awhile, wanting to give him all the time in the world. Clearly he needed something, but he wasn't allowing himself any sort of leeway.

It took some courage building internally, but you decided to stand up, taking the one step closer to him before placing your hand on his shoulder once more. You squeezed it a bit, bringing his attention back to you as he lifted his head up.

You attempted to smile at him, moving your hand off his shoulder so you could hold your arms out slightly. This man needed a hug and you were more than willing to offer the leeway he wasn't granting himself.

Leon stood up rather quickly which surprised you, and startled you just a bit, before feeling his large arms tightly wrap around you. It was a little awkward since he had to bend a bit to hug you properly, but it worked out in his favor, and yours too, since he got a better opportunity to bury his face into the crook of your neck.

He sighed happily when he felt your arms slowly wrap around his chest, doing your best to squeeze him for that extra bit of comfort, even rubbing up and down on his back. It had been so long since he had a real hug. It felt good.

You let him hug you for as long as he needed, which was longer than expected, but definitely not unwelcome by any means. Though, his warm breath against your neck and the smell of his cologne was causing you to blush. That's really the last thing you needed him to see after being so vulnerable and open with you.

You felt him start to pull his head away, prompting you to pat his back gently as an end to the hug. Despite the fact that it was faint, it was clear to you that he was blushing when you were finally able to look up at him.

You wanted to remain calm for Leon, letting out your nervousness through a quiet cough. "I know we've only met up twice, but if you ever need a change in scenery, just know that my workspace here is always open to you. I'm always open to you, okay?"

Your words were making him feel weird. Something he hasn't felt in a long time was creeping up his chest. Your smell lingering on his coat wasn't helping, either.

"Yeah-.. yeah, okay." Leon huffed through his nose, reaching up to scratch at the stubble underneath his jawline as he averted his gaze to the floor.

The sun was fully up now, so you walked over to where the light switches were next to the door, flipping them off. All your other ambient lights could be turned off later. For now, you needed to focus on the man still standing in front of that maroon chair.

"You can stay if you feel you need to, but I just want you to relax." You said, looking over at him as you heard his footsteps slowly walk past you to the living space.

"I'll head out." Leon bent over and grabbed his motorcycle helmet from where he'd set it down on the rug near the floor pillows. He placed his on his head as he walked over to where you stood next to the door, not really wanting anyone to look at his tear-stricken and red face any longer.

Once he finished fiddling with his helmet, you reached out and took his hand in both of yours, patting the top of it softly. "Text me when you're ready to come back over."

You couldn't see Leon's face anymore since he'd put the visor down, but you could definitely see him nod his head. He opened the door and let himself out, touching the side of the doorframe as he rounded the sharp corner and walked down the stairs.

After closing the door behind him, you started walking around your workspace to turn off all the lamps and other ambient lighting, pausing to listen to the sound of his motorcycle start up and drive off.

[floofeh-purpi]

Getting Isekai'd?! (Part 4)

Sagau! Genshin Fatui x Gn! Reader (ft. Your bsf)

『Beloved fluffball/s mentioned below! 💜』

@justmare @mc-cos-charm

YEY NEW FLUFFBALL, HIII!!!

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Sidenote: CUS ITS BEEN RAINING IN MAINLA HINDI KABA NILALAMIG?! (Song reference lol) 😫

Warnings: Cursing, grammatical/spelling errors, my delulu-ahh brain forgot to write english isnt my first language and im too lazy to edit the other warnings again, me probably switching the povs alot because... yeah, filipino reader maybe speaking tagalog and bisaya, mentions of you having a wound on one of your feet, blood, author's shitty attempts at making you laugh.

【Part 3】

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You eventually woke up from your nap coma with a sore ass throat and a somehow still fully batteried phone. "Ok, how the fuck is my phone still 100%?! 😰 But atleast I dont have to wait 2 hours to charge my phone lmao." You mused out inside your head cus you'd say it out loud ur throat would even more sore than it already fucking is.

"I should've bought a water bottle with me earlier... ☹" You thought as you putted your phone inside one of the pockets of your pajamas and slowly went downstairs and went to the kitchen.

You sneaked into the kitchen undetected by guests. Because all you wanted to do right now was sleep again rest. Anygays, you gobbled the entire glass of water within one go and putted the glass into the sink. "Nah, y/b/f/n's gonna wash them dishes today lmao." You thought before you plugged your earphones into your phone and listened to your playlist while humming softly to the song before going upstairs.

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The harbingers heard someone humming in where they assumed is the kitchen before someone passed by the living room still humming and with a tiny-ahh smile going upstairs. "Oh my~ Who was that beautiful person~?" Asked the Damselette. Its true though, you were the prettiest person y/b/f/n met. "That was Y/n. :)" The harbingers and the Tsaritsa's eyes widened at that name. But are still in denial because they need to confirm just one more thing. Denial, denial, denial IS a river in Eygpt 💀🙌

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You eeked mentally when your playlist started playing 'Good Looking by Suki Waterhouse' (Recommend listening to it 10000/10) since you dont have spotify premium and you ran out of skips. 😔

You sat down on the chair infront of your desk, which was messier than dogshit. "Omfg im too lazy to clean it up rn 😭🙌" you thought before you grabbed some paper that you totally didnt rip out from y/b/f/n's notebook like 2 days ago before yall were isekai'd and started drawing basically a city. Aka the city you lived in before this fiasco happened.

*Insert your drawing here cus I cant find anything that was close to my imagination 🥲*

After you finished drawing, you gave your arms a very well needed stretch you desperately needed that shit after sitting down with a posture looking like a fucking shrimp if you looked at what you looked like in the side for 3 fucking hours while your earphones were still playing music, "Finally done, im tired again lmao" you thought before you slept on your chair like when its math class 💔 because you were too fucking sleepy to even get out of your chair its comfier that those damned armchairs you'd sleep on during math class. 💀

But then, your foot accidentally hitted the leg of the table so fucking hard, that it caused the sleepiness in you to go *poof* "PUTANG INA NING LAMESA 👹" (Fuck this table) you yelled loud enough for only yourself to hear you held back your tendency to scream out filipino curses loud enough for the entire damn universe to hear you because... well, the people downstairs... Are downstairs...—

You felt your atoms and dna coursing inside you still shaking at the collision of your foot and the table, whats even worse is that the foot was the one that was wounded, which made the pain all the fucking worse.

"Bandages be damned. I need to fucking change these little shits. Bweshet nih. 😔" You cursed out loud as your throat wasnt as sore as earlier we call it mineral water for a reason /jk, you made your way into your bathroom while not walking normally.

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You were just drinking some water in kitchen peacefully, and of course your clumsy ass hand somewhat slipped and you accidentally dropped it onto the floor... and your foot. You winced at shards of bloodied glass digging into the flesh of your foot as sat on the nearest chair while y/b/f/n tended to your wound/s OHMIGASH KILIG NAKO AYIEEEEEEE!!!!!

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You got some bandages which were fortunately on the sink from the last time you changed your bandages and forgetting to put it back to its original place AGAIN, but you didnt give a shit rn. But as soon as you unwrapped your bandages, instead of the crimson blood you were expecting to see on your wound, the blood was... golden.

"...What the fuck?"

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YEY FINISHED PART 4!!! My hands are tired from holding the phone but its ok ❤

Filipino readers where u at? 😭

【Part 5】

Published: June 30 2024. 10:38pm.

[just-a-random-person24]

On a Rail episodes are next and I have SO much to say about those eps, those notes are gonna have more things to them but rn here's eps 15-22

Episode 15

“I last ate like, what? A day ago?” PLEASE EAT SOMETHING MY GUY

“Fucking hamdogs. That's racist.” He's worried about being racist to the literal aliens???

Casually picks up a shotgun off a dead security

“That is NOT a normal way to die!” The man violently ragdolled, that's definitely not normal

Episode 16

babygirl you've said fun 5 times too many

“I warned your kind what would happen if you jump me like that again.” I really don't think they can hear you

“A plain exposed door leading to where I need to be? Am I getting punked?” That door's always been there

“I wouldn't call 2 people a group.” What would you call them then?

“And by mental, I mean break down and cry.” I quote this way too much lmao

Episode 17

Logo change!!

Just, this whole beginning part. ‘Descent into madness schtick’

Just vent my man you need to </3

“The design for turning on the fan is balls.” It really is cause why is it under the fan blades??

“The amount of dead people in a single area may correlate to its significance. As dark as that may seem.” That is such a fucked up way at looking at it

“You know, I actually could go for a smoke right now.” Canonically smokes cigarettes (r.i.p man if the military doesn't get you)

“Now I have to look for scientists like they're lost 5 year olds. Fucking a.” He's a single mom 💔 (/j)

“They actually look pretty cute.” They're sleepy little puppy dogs ☹️

“Hopefully 2010 doesn't have me kickstarting the second apocalypse.” *que Half Life 2*

“But right now I am the judge, as well as jury, and executioner. With that in mind I hereby declare you all guilty!” He's losing it

Episode 18

“My autobiography isn't going to write itself.” THAT'S your biggest concern at the moment???

“Okay, fine, I'll do that. Since nobody would want to know what your condescending ass is here anyways.” YOU'RE BEING SUCH A DICK??

“I may not have the best sense of smell, but god this is rank.” ???

“I think they'd do well in the world of cinema.” For some reason I vaguely remember something about Mindrian wanting to be an actor or something. They should make a homemade movie together

“Jesus christ thats hot!” I hope fire is hot!

Episode 19

“I was originally gonna say that the guy who designed this ladder in particular should be fired. But that's a bit on the nose.” *ba dum tss*

“Guess I'm going the way of the radioactive road. Or the Seabird Street. The Transiuratic Turnpike. The Breckwell Boulevard.” I'm not putting all that bit here but you are saying a lot of things I do not understand (I also know I probably misspelled something)

“The n in fun stands for nuclear.” ??? that is not a saying my man

“That's uh… okay.” Again I just like the delivery he just, sounds small? you know?? Like shrinking down on yourself (I'm gonna shut up now)

Episode 20

“What are these? Cameras?” I have no clue what cameras you've seen but they do not look like cameras

“‘No smoking’? Thanks, I don't need any stress relief right now.” he's, such a dork sometimes

“Shame there's no rocket engine though.” I really don't think fire is effective against fire here

“Intruder spotter. *shoot* And subsequently eliminated.” God I hate him <3

“If you're really trying to kill me then try harder!” Don't hold your breath!

“I'm not taking your guns though, cause of blood and other bodily fluids.” But, the ammo that was also covered in that stuff is fine??

Episode 21

Give his ass a map please

I'm… not even going to attempt transcribing what he just said, boy I get it YOU'RE A SCIENTIST GOD DAMN

“Trauma doesn't have a beneficial impact on the human mind as far as I'm concerned.” Give him a therapist too, and a map

“Maybe I can stack dead aliens and use them as a ladder.” That's your first idea???

“Maintenance and pest control? I don't get paid nearly enough for this!” Well, you would if you didn't take a $150 bribe

Episode 22

“That's just a theory though.” A GAME- 💥 (The immediate explosion after makes me absolutely love this line cause man)

“I may have killed myself a while ago.” HEY?? 💔

“Anything to take down ‘The Free Man’ I suppose.” I cannot with him

“ Cut the bravado, you're not fooling anyone! It's just ME! I can HELP you! So either LISTEN TO ME, OR YOU'RE GOING TO-... going to… god damn it.” Anion when I fucking get you god damn

“I can't let you die. I won't let anyone else die, not again. Not now. Not ever. Please, listen to me.” ANION WHEN I FUCKING GET YOU

He ran for 5 seconds and he ran out of breath, fucking Alan Wake ass stamina

“TAKE IT ALL AND DIE!” oh my god

I don't know how to explain it, but there's like. A shift this episode? I don't know, this one and the On a Rail eps feel so different from the other episodes (in a good way)

The immediate laughter after killing something??? good for him

“The first act ends with not a climactic victory, but a somber progression.” God let him be happy

[sweet-little-dude]

hiii taku i come with bonten takeomi & natsu brainrot. also it’s a lot bc i can’t shut up abt them help. this is just copy paste of me being insane abt them to my qpp bc i’m too lazy to type it all again but yeah

basically their vibe is when takeomi is too tired of bonten's shit he visits natsu's tiny flat and she cooks spaghetti or smth that they have with wine before they slow dance to music playing on the old record player she stole from her parents when moving out and when they're sleepy enough they put on a shitty old movie and fall asleep cuddling trying to watch it. also they go to clubs together, they are friends though often get mistaken for a couple, and they have kissed quite a bunch of times. not sure if this part is canon but they might've fucked a bunch of times too and i can assure you if they did they both stood on a balcony to smoke together afterwards they 100% smoke and drink together (maybe a little too often) and their whole thing is pretty ride or die oriented,, they're together to have fun and forget the shitty parts of their lives. to be themselves for once. to have someone who understands and relates

i am a little insane about them sorry

also natsu is the oldest of five siblings and she fucked up all of her sibling relationships bc she used to be in a gang and her siblings are still all in a gang, all the same one, but a different one from hers. and yeah shit went down when their gangs fought and natsu's won. she'd now like to fix her relationship with her siblings but they don't even accept her calls most of the time and it's even more one-sided than takeomi & sanzu :(( but it's also one of the biggest things that make them relate to each other ajdkfkhsj i think they start venting to each other too bc they understand v much how the other feels yk

also more natsu sibling drama but even tho she left her gang her siblings are still in a gang as i've mentioned before n it's a LOT smaller than bonten more just beating up people for fun and some minor drug smuggling but natsu gets jumped by some gang members every other week/month n she's pretty good at defending herself but she still calls takeomi to pick & patch her up sometimes bc yk she just wants some comfort in her situation...

okay maybe i am more than just a little insane about them but like. they <33 also me on my 'wtf is defining a relationship' agenda again but i think they're mostly friends but also like. they fuck labeling their relationship they just know it's very much not romantic. but could be fuck all apart from that tbh. friends? fwbs? smth between? god knows but they're close and not romantic that's all that matters

so those were the paragraphs. sadly in my fic they just met for the 1st n 2nd time so there’s none of that at all but i’m def considering writing abt them bc goddamn i love them 😭 and i think takeomi deserves a friend. he’s just a lonely dripping wet pathetic little cat of a man and that’s a little mean yk? anyways i also have a picrew image of natsu hehe. bg lore for it is that the jacket she’s wearing is the one takeomi gives her in my fic when they first meet bc she’s cold n he wants to repay her for making sure sanzu is okay <3 it’s one of her fav pieces of clothing after that i think just because yk

phew i think that was all the insanity i have abt her atm hope you enjoy fr

YES FINALLY HERE WE GOOOO

literally the first sentence abt them and im already in love. SLOW DANCING 😭😭‼️‼️🔥🔥💔💔 damn boy i want what they have frfr. NAH CUZ I RLLY WANT WHAT THEY HAVE. to finally be able to act like ur true self without judgement and be able to be affectionate without the binds of an actual romantic relationship RAHHHHHHHH I WANT THAT. also dont apologise man i can see why u are lolllll

oh man dont hurt me like that w the sibling issues nooooo :( at least they both have each other to vent abt this stuff. but yea go off natsu beat their asses fr ‼️

NO BCUZ THAT AGENDA IS SO REAL. i love love love them tho they seem so :)))) with one another so they get an easy thumbs up of approval from me ^ ^.

YES PLS CONTINUE WRITING MORE ON THEM IM OBSESSEDDDDDDD. ur description on omi is so fucking on point what the hell T T. YESSSSS MAKING PICREWS OF OCS IS THE BEST I WILL DIE ON THAT HILL. thatz so sweet of them tho wtf.

all in all im a bit invested in them now thanks elys 🙄🙄 /j

[leighcest]

this fic has such a special place in my heart, as it was my first of vivi’s fics and the first time i interacted with my most lovely mutual! sooo i decided to break this down a little and maybe add something of my own… mwahaha. anyways i did this instead of my english homework so enjoy.

ok! let's get into it! lots of yapping under the cut!

“maybe there's more to your fashion choices than what he considers a faux pas.” this line was literally the reason i clicked on this lovely, lovely fanfiction.

“I’m not drunk. I’m just…” you sulk. You would have sold the act too if it wasn’t for a sleepy jerk of your head. You always get sleepy when you’re, “...tipsy.”  Ah, there it is.

UGH THIS LINE. violet when i find you!!!!! ugh. your writing is so. fucking. lovely. it’s just a lovely line and actually has inspired a line in me, you and coffee!

Watch for abnormal movement in your fingers. You start fluttering them like you’re Tinkerbell.

this is so very silly but i do this too… i don’t know if i just started doing it after reading this or if i just realized, but i was losing balance while dancing and did this. vivi how could you do this to me.

His thumb rubs circles on your ankle as you swallow. His knee’s freezing over, almost attached to the sidewalk by now, but your mouse-quiet confession glues him to the spot.

UGH. my heart. would absolutely kill for this. the way you write leon is just so. ugh. i don't even know! you’re insane.

Of course, you’re right. They’re the very same Christmas heels that so rudely interrupted his enjoyment of your mom’s to-die-for lamb roast. Leon’s also sure that they’re the ones that got repurposed on New Year’s Eve two years back. He had to kiss you under the table next to the girls chowing down grapes, and it’s a lot less romantic when half of them shoot you death glares while they’re wishing to not spend Valentine’s Day alone again. Come to think of it, Leon hasn’t had grapes in a while.

this line is so stupid i love it so much. leon’s thought process is so human and sweet. i don’t know.

A snowdrop tear rolls down your cheek. “I didn’t buy them. You did, for me. I love them. Love you.” You sniffle so sweetly, your cheeks still candy-apple red as he wraps your scarf tighter to keep you from catching a cold on his account. But it’s not enough to distract Leon from the fact that he bought you these shoes? Oh no, no, no, you’re nodding as Leon’s face freezes into a horrified grimace. He’s responsible for the Heels from Hell? “Sweetheart, I just don’t want you getting hurt.” He takes your hands in his as your lower lip wobbles. He feels just awful. “It’s Christmas because I get to spend it with you, okay? Heels or no heels.” “You mean it?” “Those damn things have nearly sent you to the hospital, of course I mean it.” And finally, finally, you smile. Hark! The herald angels sing. 

ok i’m so sorry for copy and pasting a bunch of text but i am foaming at the mouth and sobbing just so horrifically. violet. vivi. violet with 5 a’s. vaaaaaiolet. you cannot do this to me. writing this one your period is insane because i was on mine and this made me cry so hard.

You look down and stifle a giggle. “Leon, you’re frozen to the sidewalk.” “So I am. Ow.” 

UGH HE’S SO STUPID I LOVE HIM 😭😭.

Leon thinks he’ll go online shopping once you fall asleep. For less dangerous Christmas heels, sure. But also something else. Something shiny. He really didn’t mind being on one knee for you.

no one will ever understand how this little paragraph ruined yet healed me. like. ERGH. jesus fucking christ. i am waiting every day for a part 2 💔.

um ok! that's all for my little dissection. i’m just gonna make a little drabble because i need to or i may combust.

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New years parties weren’t anything to write home about. It was fun to get drunk off of champagne and vodka soda. It was nice to stumble in heels too high to be intoxicated in. 

You had snuck off with Leon, pulling off your do-up, having your makeup that you spent an hour on ruined, messing up your hair. Fireworks blared in the background as you pulled off his shirt and laid on whoever’s bed. The crumbled cotton sheets lay beneath your weight as you breath against his chest.

Moonlight shines through the window as both of your breaths slow. It wasn’t worth the risk of getting caught. Gentle fingertips hover with a ghostly feel over Leon’s pecs, dragging to his abs. He looked down at you, meeting your eyes and sucking in a breath. His baby blues looked at you like he saw his entire universe in them.

“You’re gorgeous.” His bass, silver voice turned soft. The two of you bask in the warmth of your love. “You must be drunker than you think.” A gentle chuckle emerged from your throat. Leon shook his head, looking slightly offended. He sighed, raking a hand through your hair. 

His free hand clasped into yours. Fireworks boomed far away and people began to cheer at the TV. “Any resolutions this year?” your low mumble filled the silence of the room. Leon hummed lowly.

“Mm.” He sighed. “Wanna settle down. Start getting life in order.” A rough, calloused hand rakes through his blonde locs. A drunken giggle made his cheeks grow warm as he laughed with you. “It’s true!” He emphasized.

Pink ran across both of your faces as grins plastered onto your mouths. “I think that may be mine too.” You agree. Leon sucks in a breath. People start counting down from thirty. “Good.” He got up to grab his pants and dug through his pockets. 

10.

“Le? What are you doing?”

9

“Something I’ve wanted to do for a while. Whether I knew it or not.” Leon smiled, grabbing something and leaning on one knee.

8

“Oh my god.” you whisper in disbelief.

7

“I think you know what I’m getting at here.” Leon cleared his throat and opened the box. A ring shone inside of it.

6

“Oh my god!” you sit up.

5

“Is.. that a yes?” His boyish grin widened as used a hand to scratch his neck

4

“Yes!” Leon jumped up to hold you.

3

“I can’t believe this. I’m going to cry.” Soft tears drip from your eyes with a soft beam.

2

“I love you so, so much.” His husky voice whispered.

1

“I love you more.” You reassure before connecting your lips

0

Happy New Year.

It's Christmas Eve and Leon can't quite wrap his head around his drop-dead-gorgeous girlfriend's need to be 4 inches off the ground, but maybe there's more to your fashion choices than what he considers a faux pas.

f / m, established relationship, tooth ROTTING fluff, the barest baby twinge of angst and surprise ending ehehehe. also, super short!

word count: 898 // read on ao3

a/n: christmas in july oh my lord. tmi i'm on my period and i've had lover by taylor swift on blast for 3 hours :( give your girl a break and pretend my dividers match

this fic belongs to sketches for my sweetheart the drunk, a collection of bite-sized fics to stretch out my writing muscles :) i hope you enjoy!

“No, sweetheart, the- no, the buckle comes off the other way.” 

If he were a lesser man, Leon would be laughing his head off at your flushed cheeks and bleary pout. You were going to do this right here, right now, plunked on the frozen stoop of your front door, mere steps from the warmth of your apartment. 

“I can take off my own shoes! I bought them my- hic! -self.”

“You did, sweetheart, “ Leon soothes as he gets down on one knee, “and I know you can take them off fine, but you weren’t drunk when you bought them, were you?”

“I’m not drunk. I’m just...” you sulk. You would have sold the act too if it wasn’t for a sleepy jerk of your head. You always get sleepy when you’re, “...tipsy.” 

Ah, there it is.

Your toes are a half-frozen cherry red as Leon unclasps the buckle adorning your beloved heels. 

There’s not much Leon can do about your affinity for heels, even in the winter, so he grew a sixth sense for detecting falls around the time you almost tripped headfirst into the Christmas table at your parents’ house. You haven’t quite put together yet why he’s so on his toes when you wear stilettos, but Leon is okay with that. Batman never reveals his identity and if this is how he keeps Gotham’s urgent cares a little less occupied, so be it.

The fact of the matter is that Leon has perfected his method to three steps:

Watch for abnormal movement in your fingers. You start fluttering them like you’re Tinkerbell. Like you’re trying to take off from the ground and fly right back up to heaven without him, and he can’t have that just yet.

Assume position when you start laughing too hard at his jokes to distract from the fact that you’re about to fall. You never laugh at his one-liners (the best he’s ever gotten out of you is a giggle and that was on his birthday). 

Engage nearest mode of rescue the second your eyes start flitting around in search of a place to land. 

But above all, the one condition that puts him on red alert is when you’ve been drinking. His sweetheart is a complete lightweight. 

And tonight, you’d had too much fun at Claire’s Christmas dinner.

It takes a little longer than usual for Leon’s icy fingers to undo the buckle on your other shoe. “The mulled wine was that good, huh?” he asks, his lips curving into a smile as he looks up at you and your crossed arms.

He gets a hmph! in response.

“You look beautiful. You always do, it’s just…could we maybe save the ankle-breaking shoes for when the ground’s not frozen over?” 

The frown flies back on your face within seconds. His peace treaty’s gone south. “But Leon, they’re my Christmas heels! I always wear them on Christmas.”

Oh, he knows. 

“That’s why they’re Christmas heels,” you point out. 

Of course, you’re right. They’re the very same Christmas heels that so rudely interrupted his enjoyment of your mom’s to-die-for lamb roast. Leon’s also sure that they’re the ones that got repurposed on New Year’s Eve two years back. He had to kiss you under the table next to the girls chowing down grapes, and it’s a lot less romantic when half of them shoot you death glares while they’re wishing to not spend Valentine’s Day alone again. Come to think of it, Leon hasn’t had grapes in a while.

“It’s not Christmas if I don’t wear them,” you mumble. 

You don’t sound so sure of yourself. 

Leon’s plea deal might be back on the table.

His thumb rubs circles on your ankle as you swallow. His knee’s freezing over, almost attached to the sidewalk by now, but your mouse-quiet confession glues him to the spot.

“I lied.”

“These aren’t your Christmas heels?”

A snowdrop tear rolls down your cheek. 

“I didn’t buy them. You did, for me. I love them. Love you.”

You sniffle so sweetly, your cheeks still candy-apple red as he wraps your scarf tighter to keep you from catching a cold on his account. But it’s not enough to distract Leon from the fact that he bought you these shoes?

Oh no, no, no, you’re nodding as Leon’s face freezes into a horrified grimace. He’s responsible for the Heels from Hell?

“Sweetheart, I just don’t want you getting hurt.” He takes your hands in his as your lower lip wobbles. He feels just awful. “It’s Christmas because I get to spend it with you, okay? Heels or no heels.”

“You mean it?”

“Those damn things have nearly sent you to the hospital, of course I mean it.”

And finally, finally, you smile. Hark! The herald angels sing. 

“Let’s get you inside.” Leon smiles back, pressing a kiss to your forehead. He’d have gotten up too if he hadn’t suddenly come to a comical stop, his left knee still perpendicular to the ground.

You look down and stifle a giggle. “Leon, you’re frozen to the sidewalk.”

“So I am. Ow.” 

You lend him a helping hand as the two of you stumble inside the warm apartment, and Leon thinks he’ll go online shopping once you fall asleep. For less dangerous Christmas heels, sure.

But also something else. Something shiny. 

He really didn’t mind being on one knee for you.

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[1d1195]

Ding part 2.... SAMANTHA I AM IN SHAMBLES!!!!!!!😭 i don't know where to start!!!!

Knowing a bit on how Harry got into boxing broke my heart! Imagining little Harry feeling so misunderstood by his peers was so 💔and that mention of him not having a father figure 💔

But of course I LOVED how you described how he felt when first meeting/seeing cupcake! You know I love when your Harry's are just so far gone for the MC! Thought it was so cute that little interaction with him and Louis in the ring like 😭

But their little moment in the bakery😭 Him being so sleepy yet still wanting the comfort of her presence is just so adorable! Realistically yeah he's a stranger but who cares I think this is just so cute! and the cupcakes! She's so sweet( like all of your MCs) of course she would bake him cupcakes! and that call back to the first part was so perfect!

Was i a bit gagged that 2 MOTHS had passed? YEAH but im not mad about it lol Now my heart froze for a bit when she had a date! Now i knew this was like a distraction bc my girl is so gone for him too so I was not worried lol

Now the aftermath of the date... my heart BROKE for her! It genuinely made me feel so sad bc men are the absolute worse :( The way you depicted her showering and her feelings felt so real to me and hit close to home :( But i did not feel uncomfortable reading it so im okay! I just felt so much for Cupcake like I wanted to just hug her and comfort her so bad! And her blaming herself :( Those feelings are so hard to avoid and ugh I wish that anyone who has ever experienced this that it is not their fault at all! No matter how much our brain tries to convince us!

But the change to her interacting with harry after months was just so sweet! I was for sure smiling like an idiot from just how well their banter is! It didn't feel like so much time had passed between them at all and I love that for them!

NOW THAT CLIFHANGER BESTIE!!! I SCREAMED INTO MY PILLOW! I AM ITCHING TO FIND OUT HIS REACTION!! will she tell him the truth? SO MANY QUESTIONS! I ATE this up! I felt so immersed in their world while reading this! You did such an AMAZING job, but you always do that! I loved reading this! And the new layout is cute and so are your little notes at the beginning!

sorry for the late reply! This week has been so busy! But I hope you are enjoying your break so far!!!! Love you lots!-💜

AHAHAHAHA FULL NAME

I plan on adding on a little more about how Harry is a bit grumpy and frustrated. Always underestimated kind of thing. I don't usually describe Harry all that much because he's pretty much already described--or everyone just knows who I'm talking about. But I think he's mainly face claim, right? I feel like that's what most people do nowadays anyway.

I love to add a bit of 1D back into the mix when I can. I also LOVE to have him be so far gone for the MC. I do love my callbacks. I'm glad you feel that way about him being a stranger, I was getting kind of nervous he was being creepy--another reason I cooled Harry's heels and put a span of 2 months between them. I know that was a lot 😂

MEN ARE THE WORST. I'm so sorry it felt close to home; I'm glad you were able to read it without feeling uncomfortable. I don't want you to go into detail if you don't want to but I'm sorry you related to that. Nothing about that kind of situation is okay. I'm really sorry :( I always get so nervous when posting delicate storylines like that. I want the plot to move but not at the cost of making people uncomfortable. I think you'll REALLY like the next part in regards to blaming herself. I completely agree with your feelings. It's hard to ignore the way we feel and experience situations and it's easy for our brains to trick us.

Even though I put two months between them, I'm--as always--trying to sell that they just click; time and social norms be damned hehehehe I'm glad you liked their banter 💕

I know i said it just a second ago, but I really think you'll like the next part 😉 i think it will cover a lot of the questions you have.

AS ALWAYS please don't apologize. I'm sorry your week is already off to a tough start that on Tuesday it's already been so busy. I HATE weeks like that. I'm enjoying my break and love you lots too! 💕

xoxo

[astrxealis]

owhhh okay i think i'm p tired ... gn in advance y'all

[helmetkeeper]

giggles... kicks my feet... omg time to request from soldier after staring at its new carrd for like several minutes /pos

HIIII could i maybe get. neopronouns based on maxwell from don't starve :^))) i REALLY like ones based on horror elements, in particular shadows/inhuman creatures (leaning more towards a demon/shadow monster type thing)-- if that's too hyperspecific though literally any horror themed pronouns will do. also big on cats if that helps any <3

does a little spin out of your inbox heehee ^.^ hope youre doing well!!

- 🌻

RUNS AROUND you are so funny silly. definitely my fav reoccurring anon (i say, knowing full well that you are my only reoccurring anon💔 /silly).

i'm doing good!! have less school this week :] it makes me so very sleepy (derogatory), compared to my normal seepy, eepy self ♥️. i hope you've had a good week, and that your upcoming ones will be funny and silly as well :].

also.... if you know where a good playthrough of don't starve on youtube would be... 👉👈... please tell me :]. i thought of the silly sounds everything makes and now i want to watch it since i can't play it LOL. i might check out if markiplier has any videos TBH. or maybe just a silent playthrough? IDK.

ANYWAY- your PronounsTM are under the cut :D

i'm not so sure i really got the specific kind of horror pronouns you were looking for, but i have a few different categories still :].

in general pronouns:

horror / horrors, horrors / horrors', horrific / horrifics, horrify / horrify's

rid / rids, horrid / horrids

demon / demons, demonic / demonics

petrify / petrifys (or like. petrify's, petrified, etc. 🤔)

investigate / investigates, investigation / investigations

dark / darks, darkness / darkness'

devil / devils

ghast / ghasts, ghastly / ghastly's

para / paras, paranormal / paranormals

atrocity / atrocity's

grot / grots, grotesque / grotesque's

carnage / carnages

hell / hells, hellish / hellish's

beast / beasts

phobia / phobias

dire / dires

dread / dreads

ghoul / ghouls, ghoulish / ghoulish's

ghost / ghosts, ghostlike / ghostlikes

creature / creatures

monster / monsters

shadow / shadows

terrify / terrify's

creep / creeps, creepy / creepy's

eerie / eerie

grim / grims

loathe / loathes

aghast / aghasts

haunt / haunts, haunted / haunted's

noir /noirs

deathlike / deathlikes

evil / evils

mor / mors, morb / morbs, morbid / morbids

sin / sins, sinister / sinisters

spec / specs, spectral / spectrals

foul / fouls

vile / viles

wick / wicks, wicked / wicked's

curse / curses

torment / torments

jitter / jitters, jitters / jitters'

abom / aboms, abomin / abomins, abomination / abominations

agony / agony's

ash / ashes

cruel / cruels

damn / damns, damned / damned's

decay / decays

fatal / fatals

rot / rots

scratch / scratches

shriek / shrieks

terror / terrors

fiend / fiends

abnormal / abnormals

seeth / seethes

hollow / hollows

desolate / desolates

purge / purges

murk / murks

gloom / glooms

bogey / bogies

spirit / spirits

phantom / phantoms

poltergeist / poltergheists

wraith / wraiths

shroud / shrouds

veil / veils

maxwell related pronouns:

experiment / experiments, experimental / experimentals, experimentation / experimentations

magic / magics, magician / magicians

wand / wands

cape / capes

cane / canes

coat / coats, coattails / coattails'

button / buttons

tome / tomes

wax / waxes (waxs'?)

throne / thrones

king / kings

monarch / monarchs

ruler / rulers

master / masters

capture / captures

disappear / disappears

void / voids

brain / brains

mind / minds, mindfreak / mindfreaks

split / splits

puppet / puppets

night / nights, the night / the nights, midnight / midnights

mare /mares, nightmare / nightmares

sword / swords

sanity / sanitys', sane / sanes, insane / insanes

ensnare / ensnares

trap / traps

trick / tricks

codex / codexs', umbra / umbras

silhouette / silhouettes

victim / victims

armor / armors

harmon / harmons, nium / nium, harmonium / harmoniums

banish / banishes

barren / barrens

blade / blades

cage / cages

condemn / condemns

dag / dags, dagger / daggers

doom / dooms

end / ends, less / less', endless / endless'

eter / eters, eternal / eternals

cat related <3 :

dew / dews, dewclaw / dewclaws

claw / claws

paw / paws, print / prints, pawprint / pawprints

whisk / whisks, whisker / whiskers

mew / mew, mow / mows or maow / maows, meow / meows

purr / purrs

fur / furs, furry / furries

hair / hairs

raise / raises

tail / tails

crop / crops, cropped / cropped's

sniff / sniffs

kit / kits, kitten / kittens

cat / cats, kitty / kitties, feline / felines

floof / floofs, fluff / fluffs, floofy / floofy's, fluffy / fluffy's

hiss / hisses

scratch / scratches

yowl / yowls

catfight / catfights

twitch / twiches

blink / blinks

scritch / scritches

rub / rubs

roll / rolls

prance / prances

sashay / sashays

saunter / saunters

swish / swishes, swoosh / swooshes

jump / jumps

nine / nines (nine lives? no? ..okay i'll leave 😿)

patch / patches

spot / spots

stripe / stripes

dot / dots

skunk / skunks, skunkline / skunklines (is skunkline even a real phrase?? i thought it was 🤔)

[kouyurii]

rereading this again bc i absolutely love this

Not when Love is wearing a rumpled button down, half-frame glasses, and a sheepish expression on his face. 

aWH AKAASHI KEIJI BEING CALLED LOVE IM SO 🥺🥺

“I’d consider myself more of a hopeful realist than a romantic. It makes sense, no? Sometimes there are those people we meet that just seem… right.” 

i love me an akaashi keiji who believes in soulmates 🥺😭

It’s not hard to fall in love, not when Love believes in soulmates and rips the crusts off his sandwiches. And something tells you it’s not hard for Love to fall for you either. 

aWHHH FKDNCJDJDJ HELP I LOVE THIS ALOT

What used to be a vague outline fleshes out, rendered in flushed skin and ink-shaded hair and blue eyes so dark they nearly look black

iM SCREAMING AW

And millions of different people dreaming millions of different lives into being every single night

oh woww fjskjfks this is definitely something akaashi would say aaa

you’re being pressed up against the graffitied wall of an alleyway, hands bunched into Akaashi’s collar as he kisses you

as his fingers tangle in your hair to draw you closer to him. His lips are gentle but firm on yours, smooth and sweet as maple syrup. 

AKAASHI OMG FKSHFKSJDS HELP IM SCREAMING

“No,” says Akaashi. He grins, the dimple in his left cheek winking. “You just make me impatient, I guess.” 

heLP I AM BLUSHING FKSBFJSJ AKAASHI YOU CANT JUST SAY STUFF LIKE THAT

HIS DIMPLES FJKSJFJS

nOT HIM MAKING OUT WITH YOU IN AN ALLEYWAY IM SO FJSBFJ CJSNFJS

Perhaps it was the graffiti in the alley. Perhaps it’s the lingering giddiness of a first kiss. Or perhaps, it’s the sudden realization that just because you can’t see the stars doesn’t mean they’re not there. 

fjskfbskdj omg hELp i love this sequence of lines soso much omg im cjs fjsjfjsnscksnkf

Akaashi clears a space for you in his life. There’s a you-sized indent in his mattress, the result of sleepless nights and sleepy mornings spent tangled in his sheets.

awwww akaashi making space and time for you in his life im so 🥺🥺 heart is so full fjsbfjs this is so sweet 😭

She’s shorter than you, but she takes up so much space, a sharp contrast to Akaashi’s habit of seamlessly melting into corners. 

eep i love that you gave personality to his mother too 😭

“Keiji never smiles as much as he’s been smiling since he’s met you. I’ve never seen him so alive.”

“Keiji’s so picky about girls — the fact that you’ve surpassed his standards means he’ll never let you leave now.” 

aWH FJSBCJSJ HIS MOTHER'S SO FREAKING SWEET IM SMILING SO HARD MY CHEEKS ARE ACHING FJSJFJDJ

No, the places you overlap are enough to show you’re just two shades of the same color. You give each other depth and richness, cerulean and indigo so well blended it’s impossible to tell where one ends and the other begins.

hELP ANOTHER BEAUTIFUL LINE FKSJFJSJ MY HEART IS BURSTING OMG this really is such a nice line 🥺

“Anyways — you were right. Waste of time.” His face falls. “Oh, baby.” 

ohnooo 😭💔 poor reader 🥺🥺 akaashi calling yoh baby 🥺

He squeezes and squeezes and squeezes, because even though he can’t find the words to say, he is still his mother’s son and he knows how to hug love into someone.

aww akaashi sweetheart 😭

i should have known that line about his mother hugging you would be referenced again

Sometimes, change hurts, and we mistake that ache for falling out of love. 

oof ohnoo i have a bad feeling about this 😣

Your two year anniversary, for instance — it’s not as scandalizing an offense as it might be were you married, but you can’t help but acknowledge the small pinprick of pain you feel when the warm June day comes and goes without Akaashi’s recognition. 

:((( akaashi ohno ☹️

While I’m out there doing real, professional work, you have to clean the damn bathroom once a week. Oh, the humanity!

akaashi stop being mean im gonna cry :((

“I’m sorry about what I said earlier today. It was mean. And untrue.” “I’ll try to do better.” He falters, starts again. “I’ll do better.” 

okay at least he apologized gjsjfjs but i don't think itll make much of a difference if he continues to not have any time for reader 🥺

“So it’s like a slam poetry sort of thing?” Akaashi muses. You try to ignore the obviously contrived, over-compensating interest in his tone.

oof uhoh bad feeling bad feelingg ☹️

He doesn’t come. 

aaaaa i loved the ticking of time and the repeating 'waiting' soso muchh fjsbjfdjs big sads hello who said you can break my heart like this 😭

“You said you would.” Your voice is quiet but quivering with frustration. Without meeting his eyes

fjskfjsj aaaaa i can def feel reader's frustration 🥺

I’m sorry — but you’ll have another performance, right? And it’s just poetry anyway.”

akaashi thats so mean :((

“But that’s the thing,” you say, stuffing a handful of chargers into your bag. “I’m not. I’m into you. I wanted you to come listen.”

i am crying rn wtf gksnfjdjs

I’m so, so wonderfully proud of you, and of all the good things in your life right now. But it’s like I’m not even a part of that life.

aaaaa poor reader 🥺 i hate that she got left behind after akaashi became famous 😭💔

“And that’s why I agreed to take that dumb poetry class in the first place,” you call over your shoulder. “To prove something. I’m not sure what — maybe that I can be eloquent, too. Or creative. Or whatever you want to call it. Anything that would get you to see me again.” 

ohnooo 😭 there are literal tears in my eyes pls stop 🥺 pain is real 😭💔

Akaashi, standing there in the center of the living room, dark eye bags and the slumped shoulders of a tired man who knows he’s made a mistake. “Don’t go. Stay.” 

Your chest throbs, and every fiber in your body screams to drop your bag on the doorstep and fling yourself into his arms. This is the only person you’ll ever love, you’re sure of that.

can you hear that thats the sound of my heart breaking into a million pieces 😭

i feel like its a hundred times worse bc they still love each other but circumstances have changed and akaashi is so busy now that he forgets and reader def doesnt deserve that but theyre still in love 🥺

Well… it’s the story of a grey boy who meets a rainbow girl, essentially. 

ohmann its about him and reader 🥺😭 keiji bby pls lemme give you a hug 🥺

I tried to show how the differences between two people aren’t always direct opposites. Sometimes they’re just… balances.

gjsfjskfjs this is what they talked about when talking about love earlier isnt it 🥺

im just the other side to your coin 😭

Thank you. But yeah, she really is my soulmate, you know? I love her more than anything. 

akaashi bby fjdjfjjsdjs 😭😭

yellow Post-It note, with Akaashi’s small, even letters spelling out: Because some things are worth trying again. 

tknsnfsncjsj IM SOBBING PLS AKAASHI NOT GIVING UP ON YOU 🥺

Love believes. Love believes in you. “She’ll be here,” he says, staring into the distance. “She’s a better person than I am.”

THE WAITING PARALLEL

AKAASHI TRUSTING THAT YOULL COME IM GONNA CRY AGAIN

You love him, undeniably so. And sometimes that means giving second chances even when you’re still hurting. 

ahh i love that readers gonna give him another chance 🥺

He can’t tear his eyes away — even after sprinting a quarter mile, you’re lovely. Your hair is falling out of its updo, and your face is flushed, and the bottoms of your feet are covered in street grime... and you’re positively beautiful. 

aKAASHI FKDNCJD FJSJ STOP IT IM GONNA CRY FKEJJFDNFJS

Oh, he’s missed you. 

wtf this made me sob jfskfbjs its so simply just him thinking he missed you but i think thats exactly why i love this sm?? cuz akaashi is poetic and knows the nicest way to say things but here it's just 'he missed you' bc thats all he can think of im so soft rn nobody touch me 😭

And then he looks at you, and he says your name with such tenderness and magnitude that you’re frozen, as if the earth has just shuddered beneath your feet. 

youre gonna make me cry again i just know it

“Especially not when Love was the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, standing right in front of me in the Barnes & Noble on South and 22nd.”

iM SCREECHING THE PARALLEL TO THE READER'S THOUGHTS WHEN SHE FIRST MET KEIJI FKFNDKCBKSs

“I hate that I ever made you feel small or unimportant. Because, actually, you’re the most important person in the world. You’re truly, honestly, genuinely my other half. You’re the reason why I desire to excel. You’re braver, funnier, and cooler than I am, and you both challenge and comfort me like nobody else can.”

“Which all goes to say,” he breathes, “if you were to forgive my wrongs and give me a second chance… I would take it in less than a heartbeat.”

He swallows. “Because some things are worth trying again.” 

iM GONE FKSNCJSJD MELTED INTO A PUDDLE ON THE FLOOR GKSNFJDJDNS AKAASHI MY LOVE PLS IM ACTUALLY CRYING WTF FKDNCJDJD

Love outstretches his hand, pale and soft in the white lights of the gallery. It’s a slender hand, but a large one, palm wide and empty, the perfect landing place for your own. You reach out, the centimeters between stretched like whole galaxies as you slowly extend your offering.

sobbing shaking crying rn

‘Marry me,’ it says. And judging by that wedding band on your finger…?

HIM PROPOSING VIA HIS SECOND BOOK

My girlfriend — wife now, actually — was the first one to receive a copy of the published book. I thought I was clever for that one. She opened up the first page, read the dedication, and then I was on my knees in front of her. 

OMG FKDJCNSKCNKSJS MY VOICE IS GONE BUT IM FKSBCJSJFKSDJ

THIS IS GENUINELY ONE OF THE BEST THINGS IVE EVER READ IM VERY HAPPY I HAD THE CHANCE TO REREAD IT TODAY FKDNFJS

synopsis: sometimes the person who’s right for you is not the one who’s “perfect” for you. 

genre/warnings: akaashi x fem!reader, nyc au, mostly fluff, about three minutes of angst, like four (4) swear words.

tags: @neonghxst​ @catzula​

commitment level: 8.5k words.

a/n: dedicated to sandra bullock and my cat. I tried to capture the ups and downs of a real relationship, but with a hollywood feel haha. I know it’s kind of a biggie, but I personally think the end is worth it :)

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It’s not hard to fall in love. It really isn’t.

Not when Love is standing right before you in a crowded Barnes & Nobles on the corner of South Street and 22nd Ave. 

Not when Love is wearing a rumpled button down, half-frame glasses, and a sheepish expression on his face. 

Not when Love, rubbing the back of his neck, apologizes for reaching for the same book that you were reaching for and says, “I’m Keiji Akaashi, pleased to meet you,” and “You have good taste,” accompanied by a laugh that sounds like almost everything you’ve ever wanted wrapped up in one chuckle. 

It’s not hard to fall in love with Love, especially when he offers you the last remaining copy of that book and asks if you want to grab lunch after checking out. 

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OH MY GOD SAME !! i still don't have a set bias list with them so atm i just bias the whole group but i have a little soft spot for doyoung and junkyu is a fav 😘

YOSHI LOOKS SO GOOD WITH RED HAIR !!!

YOU'RE SO KIND omg thank u !!! like that honestly means so so much to me. i'm just making basic gifs for now because it's what i'm comfortable with, i'm still in my beginner mode <3 once i have a better laptop/pc and photoshop can run better, i'll expand my knowledge and make cooler things <3 i want to make dash icons as well because they're always so cool <3

i've been good !! how have you been? 💕💙💎

junkyu is so adorable who doesn't have a soft spot for him? 😔💖

YOSHI WITH READ HAIR = ANIME CHARACTER.

Shush you're even more sweeter to me that's for sure 😩💞 don't thank me bestie, it's just facts, your gifs are really so beautiful ;) i...beginner mode wut--? you look so damn experienced i wouldn't even think you're a beginner 😭😭 please you're already so good at it, I can imagine how much more amazing you'd be after you get that better pc~ 😌✨🛐 yayy I'm glad I was able to give you a little bit of a confidence boost, so now I'll be looking forward to some cool dash icons, too 😏🛐👌🏻

I honestly, have not been doing good :'( everything's really hard these days, I barely get any time to even breathe, although I've not been doing much besides studying 😔💔 and I feel really sleepy during the day cuz I sleep for like 3 or 4 hours at night. I've had 8-9 people lecture me about drinking too much coffee lmao 🥲 my final exams are gonna start in a few weeks so, im gonna have to spend more time studying. shit. So yeah that basically explains my semi-hiatus on here rn :) but other than that I'm all good 🤡✊🏻

I'm glad you're doing good, Heather! 🤍🫂💕😙