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seros-girl · 1 day ago

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4. reassuring

katsuki bakugo x f!reader

pt. 1, 2, 3

Warnings: smut, theres a p link attached (have to be logged into X to watch!!) angst, tension

you sat in bakugo’s room as he got a few more reps in. he lifted the weight as you stared at him, admiring him.

his arm (the scarred one) starts to shake and thats when you know he’s at his limit. he puts it down and huffs out loudly.

“done kats?” you asked him as you admired his body. 4 months in and you still cant get your mind to comprehend that THE katsuki bakugo is your boyfriend.

graduation is around the corner, about a month out. he nods his head and puts the weight away in the corner of his dorm.

he looks at you and tackles you as you let out a series of giggles. “oof kats youre heavy” you huff out as you push at his strong chest.

he leans up slightly and captures your mouth with his. you cup his face immediately and kiss back. his hands roam your sides as you pull him in closer.

he hums against your lips as you scratch his bare, muscly back. his hands move under your (his) shirt and you hum in delight, bucking your hips upward.

he breaks the kiss as he looks down at you, lips swollen. both your faces are flushed as you pull him back in for more.

he lets out a groan as you tug on his hair and you let a small whine slip from your lips at the sound of it.

to put it bluntly, in the 4 (maybe six if we count those 2 months of situationship) months you and bakugo have been dating, you havent had sex.

its not like the two of you were craving it . what you had going on was great and wholesome, the occasional make out in his room at late hours of the night, but otherwise innocent and pure.

you wanted him to be completely ready, considering he is still a virgin. he breaks the kiss and breathes heavily.

you can tell he’s worked up, its pressed up against your thigh.

“im ready” he breathes out as he locks eyes with you. “yea?” you ask softly as you grab ahold of his face, him melting at your touch.

“yea” he nods firmly. “okay” you smiled bringing him in for a kiss. “okay” he mumbles against your lips as he hooks his arms under your knees and lifting you up effortlessly.

your lips never leave each other as he walks near the top of his bed and sets you down gently. he tugs on the shirt and he pulls it over your head, leaving you in lace lingerie.

its orange as bakugo leans back to admire it. “you are ethereal” he murmurs as he leans in to kiss your neck, sucking here and there making you let out small whimpers.

“and you sound so pretty too fuck” he says against your neck. his hands tugs at your lingerie, relishing it. “you wear this for me?” he mumbles as he presses small kisses to the exposed skin of your boobs.

“its so pretty, but i have to remove this” he says as he moves his hand around your body to unclasp your bra.

your boobs fall freely from the hold your bra had them in and his pupils dilate. he touches one and you gasp.

he kisses you again as you move your hands to help him rid of his gym shorts. his underwear being orange was so funny you burst out laughing.

“hey were matching!” you exclaimed happily and continued laughing. “youre adorable shut up” he says kneeding one of your boobs in his hand.

he gets rid of your orange thong and lets his hands wander around. you gasp at bakugo splitting your lips apart snd gathering your wetness.

“geez youre so wet baby” he murmers against your lips as his fingers wander towards your entrance. he pushes one in and starts to finger you to prep you.

he did his research (not in that way) about what to do. his thumb presses up against your clit as he moves in slow circles around your bundle of nerves.

“oh kats!” you moan out as you wrap your arms around his back, scratching. “fuck” you whine out as he sets a pace with his fingers.

as soon as you were about to cum he pulls his fingers out and you whine. “no” you said as you pull katsuki in for a kiss.

he removes his underwear and pulls away to open his bedside drawer. he pulls out a box of unopened condoms.

he struggles to rip open the plastic off of it, as he is visibly nervous. he finally gets it off and practically rips the box open.

you giggle as you lay there, legs spread open, waiting for him. you look down at his dick and just woah. you look up at him as he rips the foil open with his teeth.

“youre beautiful” you said softly placing a hand on his abs. he rolls the condom on as he looks at you. “im nervous” he admits to you as you grab a hold of his forearms.

“its okay baby” you whisper to him brushing his hair away from his face. he nods his head as he grabs your hand, gripping it tightly.

you adjust your hips so your legs are spread wider. with his free hand he grabs his dick and aligns it with your entrance.

he slowly pushes in as you both wince, the stretch burning. he is definitely bigger than iida. he moves slowly, inch by inch, your pussy allowing him in.

once he’s completely in, he hangs his head low, regaining his balance. he lets out a groan as you squeeze around him.

“you feel so nice” he says as he slowly starts moving. you wrap your legs around his waist as he kisses your neck.

he slowly moves in and out as you both let out a series of moans and groans. he sets a fatser pace as he grows confident.

“youre so big kats” you moan and he looks at you, stilling his movements. “gosh i love you” he says moving again and you gasp as he kisses you.

one at this new angle he had you in. your back arch as he held onto you tightly as he rutted into you.

two at the fact he said he loves you.

“i love you too kats” you were able to babble out as he smirks against your nipple. he sucks softly, swirling his tongue around. his mouth never leaving your nipple.

“kats im gonna-“ “let it out, im right behind you” he murmurs against your nipple going back to sucking. you let out a moan as the coil finally snaps and your legs shake.

bakugo cums into the condom as he gently thrusts a couple of times, letting the both of you ride out your high.

he stays inside you for a moment as you both catch your breaths. he looks up to look at you. “i mean it” he says breathless.

you look up at him and softly smile. “i know” you start pressing a small kiss to his lips as he pulls out, disposing of the condom. “i mean it too” you pull him into a hug as he collapses on top of you.

💥💥💥💥

“you nasty” kaminari whispers to you the next day and you look at him. “good morning to you to denks” you said rolling your eyes playfully.

“how…” denki trails off mimicking with his hands what he’s trying to indicate. “look who’s nasty now” you started scooping up a bite of your cereal.

“and gay, ky come get your man!” you called out as you smiled at denki and walked away to put your bowl in the sink, washing it.

“what’d he do now?” jiro asked as she walked in and grabbed denki’s arm like a child. “eavesdropped on me and bakugo” you said and averted your eyes.

“asked what his size was” you mumur that last part and she gasps. “oh my- MINA!” she calls out walking out of the kitchen to find her.

denki pushes you out as the girls somehow, within the span of 2 seconds, all found out. they grab you, dragging out of the dormitory complex and on the walk to UA.

“bakuwhore is no longer a virgin!” mina exclaims as she shakes your shoulders. “way to go!” she says squealing.

“wait why are you so excited mina?” you asked laughing. “lets just say my man owes me money now” she winked and you all laughed.

“this is great! we all have men, were graduating soon, life cannot be any better!” hagakure squeals in excitement.

you all stopped and looked at each other. “WHEN DID YOU GET A MAN?” you all let out at the same time.

she makes herself visible, her green hair bouncing slightly. “uhhhh” she says blushing as she looks at the boys who are not far off from you guys.

“one hint: elbows” she says and runs away. you all look at each other as you all think of who. “its sero guys” momo says and you all let out an “oh!” together.

“get back here toru!” ochako yelled out as you all ran after her. “what are they running for?” sero asks the guys and they all shrug their shoulders. “girls being girls i guess” shoto shrugs.

you all make it into class 3A, panting. “dude were heroes in training why are we so out of breath” mina says placing her hands on her knees, regaining her breath.

you stumble into the seat in front of sero, “i dont know man we gotta run more often” you huff out as you lean your head against the desk.

tsu sits in her seat, unbothered. “tsu you arent tired?” ochako questions her and she shakes her head no.

“i have the characteristics of a frog remember, ribbit” tsu says and you all look at her with envy. the boys walk in and denki immediately laughs as soon as he sees you all huffing and puffing.

“denks” jiro starts and he looks at her. “yes m’lady” he says dramatically as he leans in closer to her. “laugh again and this is going in your ear” she says raising her one earphone jack up, threatening.

he backs up muttering a “yes honey” and hides behind kirishima. “man up dude” he says shaking his head. he kisses mina’s head and sits on her desk as she stands in between his legs.

the class starts to fill up as you all wait for mr. aizawa to come in and start homeroom. you sit on bakugo’s desk and smirk up at him.

“you got a little something right there” you tease pointing to his neck. you left two little hickeys just to make sure that everyone knows he’s taken.

“i believe you do too” he mutters and looks at your neck. you have one near your pulse, but most of them littered your chest, which are covered.

“you freak” you whispered to him and he cocks his head to the side. “oh so im the freak” he taunts and thats when mr. aizawa comes in.

you all immediately fly into your seats. “good morning mr. aizawa” you all said in sync as you slouch in your seat slightly.

your legs still kind of hurt from last night. “today were doing basic training” he calls out and lets the cases come out from the wall.

“with class B” he smirks as you all let out happy cheers. “instead of like the joint training where its about 4-5 people in one group, we’ll be doing two v two” he explains.

“now get changed and meet in ground beta where you do the hero basic training with all might yearly” he says and you all get up and grab your cases.

you all quickly change and meet outside ground beta to find class B, vlad king, and all might. “we’ll be pairing you up randomly, draw slots!” vlad king said holding out the cases.

half of class A and B lined up drawing different balls. you dug your hand in and picked a random ball. you look down and see its iida’s picture.

“can i switch?” you asked vlad king. he shakes his head no and you sighed walking off. “who’d you get?!” sero shook your shoulders as you showed him the ball.

“oooooo” he and kirishima let out and you rolled your eyes. you threw the ball at iida and he catches it. the teams are as is:

round 1:

ochako & tsu vs kodai & honenuki

round 2:

sato & tokoyami vs kuroiro & komori

round 3:

izuku & shinso vs kendo & ibara

round 4:

sero & ojiro vs tsunotori & tsuburaba

round 5:

kirishima & mina (ironically) vs tetsutetsu & monoma

round 6:

bakugo & momo vs tokage & awase

round 7:

you & iida vs kaibara & shishida

round 8:

shoji & shoto vs yanagi & bondo

round 9:

jiro & hagakure vs rin & fukidashi

round 10:

mineta & kaminari vs kamikiri & shoda

“you happy with who you got?” you asked bakugo as you bumped your hip with yours. “least its not iida or the creep” he says looking down at you.

“dont turn this into a fight between you two okay?” he asks you and you nod as he softly places a kiss on your lips.

“were fighting ponytails boyfriend, should be interesting” he smirks as you laugh. “im up against kaibara & shishida, mine should be interesting too” you sighed out softly.

“round 5 will now begin shortly” present mic announces and you look up at bakugo. “hey its a rematch with both of them remember!” you said excitedly.

he leans down and plants a kiss on your lips. “goodluck” you said looking up at him with adoration. he walks in with momo as you watch through the cameras, everything going on.

you spot iida staring at you and you move away towards ochako. “you did so good!” you squealed hugging her tight.

“that concludes round 5! team bakugo wins!” present mic announced 6 minutes later as bakugo and momo walk out, high-fiving each other.

“that fast!” you said hugging him as he smirks. “‘m the best” he whispers to you. “damn right you are” you smiled so big at him.

“round 6 will begin shortly” present mic says as you sigh. “wish me luck?” you asked him and he nods. he kisses your head and you walk off, trailing behind iida.

“whats the plan?” he asks you and you sigh out. “well shishida can turn into a beast whereas kaibara can turn any part of his body into basically a drill” you recall off the top of your head.

“he’s more for close combat” you stop walking and turn to iida. “i have a plan” you said smirking and walking even further. “care to share or ya gonna keep it to yourself” he scoffs looking away.

“just follow along” you spit out. “i broke up with mei” he says and you roll your eyes. “i heard” you said trying really hard to ignore him.

“she doesnt seem too heart broken” you said as you recall you met with her earlier in the week. “she seems like her cheery usual self” you shrugged. “dont think she’ll upgrade your stuff for you ever again though” you stifle a laugh.

“i seriously dont get why you called it quits with her. seriously she’s a great woman, youre gonna need from her soon and you’ll regret tainting that relationship you had with her” you continue and he can only listen.

“i called it off with her because i didnt think it was fair to her” he said crossing his arms against his chest.

“how so?” you said wanting him to elaborate. “if i still have those feelings for you, i want them to dissipate before being with someone else” he says truthfully.

you turn to look at him, “and have they?” you asked. he sighs out, “not yet” his blue eyes looking down into yours. “well work on that” you said continuing to walk.

“why do you have to say it like that?” he asks you, giving slight attitude. “do i need to remind you?” you snapped back and he tenses.

“sorry for that by the way” he apologizes and you roll your eyes. “believe me dude im over it” you said as you sneaked around.

no sight of kaibara or shishida.

“your quirk isn’t compatible with mine, you picked the wrong ball” he complained and you slowly turn to look at him.

“oh im sorry, I COULDNT SEE WHICH ONE I WAS PICKING IIDA” you hissed at him and he backed away.

the cameras were catching all of this. mr. aizawa only sighed as he looked and heard everything. “not the place or time” he muttered.

“so how big was his?” he asks and you stop walking. “excuse me?” you ask tilting your head to the side.

bakugo looks at the screen horrified. class B listens in and mr. aizawa sighed even louder. “should we call the match off?” he turns to vlad king.

“shhh were listening” present mic waves it off. kaibara comes up behind you and stops all movement.

“wait shit- SHISHIDA COME HERE!” he calls out as he looks excited for some drama. shishida rounds the corner and listens in as well.

“cant be bigger can it?” iida taunts. you dont know where iida got the nerve, but you were mad.

“what gives you the damn right” you said starting to walk closer to him as he stands his ground. “to be asking about my sex life. why do you care so much? why cant you just leave me alone?!” you asked him practically yelling.

“YOU rejected ME” you remind him and he scoffs. “still bringing that up?” he asks, looking down at you. “YES because youre standing here looking stupid. its funny that you rejected me and i moved on and im happy for once and youre still here bitching to me” you said ready to physically attack him.

“do you love him?” he asks you and you only look up at him in disbelief. “do i love him? of course i fucking love him” you said scoffing. you lunged at iida as kaibara grabbed your waist and held you back.

“never talk to me ever again” you pointed your finger at him. “if the last time wasnt clear enough, i hope this is” you said as mr. aizawa called off the round.

you walk out of the building as everyone tries to stop you. you close yourself in as your tears slipped down your face. you walk off towards the locker rooms as you silently sob to yourself.

your tears are of embarrassment. embarrassed because your future colleagues and most importantly, your friends heard it all.

you sit on the bench as your body shakes. you struggle to breathe as you wipe your face. the door opens and in walks bakugo.

“hey” he says softly, taking offnhis gauntlets and moving to sit next to you. you lean your head on his shoulder as he wraps his arm around your waist.

“why are you crying, talk to me” he says softly as you struggle to breathe. “he embarrassed me” you managed to say and he sighs.

“mr. aizawa is making sure he receives punishment whether he’s class president or not” he strokes your hair as your breathing starts to even out.

“youre bigger” you mutter into his shoulder as he leans down to hear it again. “what was that?” he asks and you chuckle softly. “i said youre bigger” you laugh now as he joins in with you.

“i love you” he says rubbing circles onto your hip. “and i love you” you said moving up to connect your lips with his.

“im sorry he embarrassed you like that” he says and you shake your head. “‘s not your fault baby” you smiled softly at him.

“that better be the last time he talks to you, if not i’ll blow his ass up” he threatens and you pat his chest. “tone it down honey” you giggled.

“i swear im over him” you said after a moment of silence. “i know” he nods his head. “okay” you whisper softly to him. “alright bakugo get out or youre gonna see boobs other than your girls” jiro announces the girls presence.

he quickly stands as you giggle. he picks up his gauntlets and walks out, telling the girls he’s sorry. “that boy lovesssss you” mina squealed and all the girls form small talk.

💥💥💥💥

3 weeks later, youre in the lab with bakugo as mei fixes up his gauntlets. “oh y/n! guess what” she sing songs as she works.

“what!” you squeal in excitement. “im going on a date this weekend!” she says excitedly. “oh my all might- WITH WHO!” you get making your way over to her.

“someone from the hero course, not class A though the boys in there are drama” she huffs out and bakugo mutters a thanks.

“so from class B then” you urge her to continue and she smiles. “he came in for something the other day and ugh gosh he’s so cute!” she squeals.

you forget that as much as mei was a nerd and lives in the labs, she’s a girl at heart. “its uh-“ she giggles softly.

“sen kaibara” she smiles at you. “awwwwwww!! he’s such a sweetheart oh im so happy for you!” you exclaimed pulling her into a side hug while she works.

“i love tenya, but im not gonna wait around for him until he figures out what he wants” she scoffs and you nod in understanding.

“and i mean if this thing with sen doesnt work out, theres always the single life” she suggests and you nod.

“alright all done bakuhoe!” she says as bakugo makes his way towards her. “not my name” he mutters and she nods her head.

“i know just think its funny” she laughs as she kicks the both of you out of her lab, politely. “you have to tell me all about it!” you said to her on your out.

“yes and tell izuku to come meet me in the lab!” she calls out as bakugo thanks her. “izuku why?” he asks you. “not sure why” you shake your head.

“i love you” you said looking up at him. you held onto his bicep lovingly. “you make me crazy” he admits and kisses you.

for @kekeanna266 & @thisisgoodsoup i love you guys 🫶🫶

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simonsrileyhusband · 2 days ago

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Would you be willing to write angst?

Like MReader who is with Ghost in the military but not in the same unit? Taskforce?

So they don't see each other a lot and have to worry about one another on every mission the other is on. Then MR got hurt and Simon doesn't find out until he's back too?

Hope you have a wonderful day💝 Sorry if it's a bit scrambled, a lot of noise around me right now

(im not the best at writting angs, but i tried. also dont apologize! <3)

simon looked at the floor of the compacted van, to his right gaz was asleep, snooring and drooling all over himself. he tries to keep his mind busy, but its hard now that he isnt running from bullets and shooting at enemies.

now his mind can only wander to one thing, one person. usually you two dont go on missions at the same time, but that week was different. simom had to leave a day after you went into the field, he couldnt wait home, he couldnt be st base monitoring the mission, no. he was in the middle of nowhere without a clue on how are you.

and he cant stop himself from thinking the worse, he tries to breath. he remembers the way you would touch his chest and ask him to take deep breaths with you. the van stops, everyone gets down, he rushes to your barrack, empty.

he walks to search for your coronel, your captain, your medics, someone of your unit, anyone who can tell him where you are.

"mate... you dont know? he is on the medic wing..." one of the sargents of your unit mumbles nervously, simon feels like he was shot, no, worse, he has been shot a lot of times, this felt a thousand times worse.

his mind was lost, images of you in pain flashing before his eyes, were you awake? how bad was it? were you shoot? who did it? are they dead? were you alone? is it a cut? did you fall? and then he is in your room, three nurses trying to hold him back.

"what happened?" he whispers, walking to you, who laid on the bed a weak smile on yout face.

"hi handsome..."

simon sighs, walking besides your bed and kneeling om the floor, taking your hand in both of his, kissing your knuckles.

"wha-... are you okay?"

"im fine... im okay" he nods, closing his eyes as you grab his face genlty, rubbing his cheek. "im here, see?" he nod, nuzzling into your palm.

"i know, i just-... i panicked" he opens his eyes, looking at your eyes.

"i have been worse... bastard shot me on the thigh, lucky me he had bad aim and it didnt hit properly." you speak softly, simon hums.

"si... ill be fine"

"i know... i just..." he sighs "i cant do it without you"

#ghost x male reader #ghost x reader #simon riley x male reader #simon riley x reader #ghost fluff #simon riley fluff #cod fluff

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vonbabbitt · 16 hours ago

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What are the upsides to leaving yourself open like this to the community (answering questions, etc) and the downsides? Which do you find outweighs the other?

this is a really insightful question anon!!

i think there are definitely upsides and downsides and i definitely dont think leaving yourself open to the community is the best approach for everyone. heres what i could think of off the top of my head

upsides

im really grateful to have a community that does things like make fanart and write fanfic and make music. you guys contribute so much to the tetro fandom that i want to be able to return that respect to you in whatever way i can, and i feel like completely cutting myself off from the people who make fandom content feels ungrateful for what theyve given me! my word does carry some degree of weight within the tetro fandom specifically (since i made tetro) so if people get excited at seeing me respond to their art or their prompts then i wanna be able to give them that feeling in return for contributing

you guys have some really insightful things to say about tetro sometimes and i enjoy seeing how you interpret and process my writing, it gives me some thoughts on how i want to write in the future, what i did well and what i may be doing poorly

im a bit of a social person and i like to chat with you guys! its nice to feel like i have a place where i can share random thoughts with you guys and get conversational responses - i like connection!

i feel like some of the things i have to say can be helpful for people trying to go down a similar path to myself - by no means am i some beacon of writing or fangans or anything but if people like what i make and want to make something similar or have questions about the fangan community/creation process, i do feel like i have enough authority on the subject to advise accordingly!

downsides

the hate. theres not a ton of it, but when it does come up, its hurtful and stressful. im kind of hard on myself by nature so i really take that stuff to heart and can end up sitting on it for a while which isnt great for my general mental health

not every critique is something i need to see. again, im no beacon of writing, but sometimes people send me criticisms that are just blatantly incorrect or total misinterpretations of my work. im admittedly sensitive and seeing those critiques, even when i know theyre wrong, stresses me out. it makes me wanna jump in and be like "no!! its not like that!!! its like x!!" but i know i cant do that

scrutiny. once you go public with your presence as a creator, you are under constant scrutiny. people discuss you, everything you say and everything you do. it makes me nervous about saying or doing anything at all in tetro spaces, because i know its going to be picked apart and read into.

parasocialism. this one is the most uncomfortable of the downsides. people who try hard to become my friend not because of anything about me personally, but because i made tetro. people who think they understand me personally based solely on my online presence. ive had many many many people step over the boundaries of creator and fan throughout my time in tetro. it makes me really uncomfortable when people claim to know what im thinking or claim to understand me on this super deep level thats just disingenuous when theyve never even had a one-on-one conversation with me

honestly theres quite a few upsides and downsides. as strange as it might sound, my general advice to most fangan creators would be not to be so acccessible. the fangan community, for all the fun it houses and all the amazing creativity it produces, can be incredibly mean and often holds inexperienced creators to insane standards. i do feel like im held to an unfair standard in the fangan community - this is my first public project and im frequently insulted for not being on par with TV shows or AAA productions or things made by entire massive teams with budgets. i feel like in most other spaces, theres a certain expectation that people are just having fun and making content because they enjoy it, so im not sure why the opposite seems so prevalent for the fangan community

regardless, i do like being accessible, and i love my community, and i think the way i do things works for me. ive been learning when to pull back and how to process both valid critique and unnecessary cruelty. if you want to have a public presence, you have to learn the skills required to be accessible without being miserable. i think this is hard for a lot of people, so generally, i recommend keeping a low profile, but thats just the opinion of one random babbitt i suppose

#anon #ask #von.txt

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lordsardine · 9 days ago

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#me who should be doing work: maybe i should have a real conversation with the male roommate #scandelous #but like. we know how to live with each other. and this apartment has everything i want BUT a cat #and if i could get a cat and maybe redecorate/rearrange furniture come spring. would THAT make me feel better?#i could also say i want some space in the common room for cat stuff. since i am using None of it rn #and then if i cant get this then im going to have to leave #my bedroom had furniture in it when i moved it which limited how i arrange things #it's a giant ass queen smack in the middle #if i got something smaller there would be room for shit that's in my office #and then i could use more space in my office for cat stuff #...in two hours my feelings on this matter will be completely different #miscellaneous #oh my god i have like time senstive work to get done COME ON MADDIE

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xxcrumbxx · 4 days ago

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Hello hello soo um im still workin on it ,ive been kinda burnt out from it an ik thers no real preshure and im wayyy past valintinse day but heres a wip of those silly lil valintines cards

Also today is my birth day im 22 now so .. Thats a thing. Anyway im planing on making like 3 alternet vershions of eclips 1 with the cannon tipical 2 arm pre decomishion desighn 1 with the 4 armed fannon /cannon design and 1 with the 4 armed ballone world desighn. Probly ganna take a bit but what ever it will be valintine in fuckin may who cares lol

#fnaf fanart #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf moon #fnaf sun #moondrop #fnaf eclipse #I shoulda went to bed sooner i acctuly have plans today ill be fine witj an houer of sleep hopefully i dont ruin my own party by being a #Insomneac #fuck im just waistin time i need to sleep but i could also stay up and just party rockers in the house to night my way threw #Im prett good at it but also my brain hit anouther developmental phase and o know ill probly sleep for 15 houers or more affter i finaly #Crash an i sapose to drink with my friend an have a lil party with them tonight #Fuck this is the most eventfull b day ive ever had hopefully i dont cry like i do every year idk why but i always cray on my birth day and #Cristmas #Lol why ru still reading this are you curious #Well hello there you silly fool im suprised anyone would make it down here like tbh i dont even think someone would even check the tags let #Alone read this far tbh im so confadent i think ill dox my self for fun #Are you redy im ganna do it #Get out a pen an paper okay #So here we go #I live in #Hahhahah bro why are u still fuckin here #I cant even spell oh shit fuck im a wizzerd now yah see that i turnd in to a spell casting wizzerd and youre just sitting there probly on #The toilet or a train or summin reading the tags on this nouthing burger of a post #Well any way its gettin late or early man idk its like 3:37 am and im tiyping this out #I gess were in the same bord borderline puthetic bote ?? Ship what ever fuck off i alredy said im a damb wizzerd in this hoe ?? That right #I said some fuckin who how whoe ? Like dude. Wtf anyyway fr fr i got milk thats been sitting on my night stand for maby an houer idk #I cant feel time anymore affter ... THE HORRORS #Anyway agin im acctuly ganna leave now have fun stay safe and uh thanks i gess for sticking arround have a lovely day and umm yah #So uh real quick why did u stay so long fr fr was it bc i was edging u with the whole doxing my self thing bc that was a joke tho i do get #The urge to so.e times .. Fuck im doin it agin

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bluephoenixprincess · 19 hours ago

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Ok time to expand on this before i go to work.

So failing at challenges isnt the only way suitors can be eliminated.

Interactions between the suitors and the sought-after demon are often pretty heavily restricted for the tournaments' duration. The biggest being Suitors are not allowed private interaction with them unless explicitely invited, and even then a friend, family member or their Champion is usually outside the door.

Demons are still demons after all and many will probably be too impatient for the perceived pomp and circumstance of the tournament. So some, or many, might try to say "screw it" to the whole Affair and just Courtnap the object of their desire anyway.

But if/when they get caught doing this by the sought-after demon's entourage, Theyre disqualified. And usually bound and paraded before the remaining suitors as an example and reminder to behave themselves.

Tournaments last multiple days, and the mornings often begin with the parading and shaming of those who have been disqualified by getting up to shenanigans in the night.

Ok now back to Wukong.

In addition to the minimum of 3 courting tournaments, i see him having at least one set not on earth, but in heaven.

See the Heavenly court gets the bright idea that maybe if Wukong had a Celestial spouse, not only would that solve the problem of all those rowdy demonic suitors; but such a union would, ahhh strengthen relations between Wukong and the Jade Palace (IE make Wukong easier to control)

Wukong is even LESS enthusiastic about that prospect than mating with a random demon.

Not sure where this would hypothetically fall in the timeline, but if the Pilgrims are gone/unavailable im picturing Nezha stepping up to be Wukongs champion for this one. (Or maybe Erlang depending on how you view their relationship, tho Erlang could also be participating in the tournament as a Suitor)

Maybe the Heavenly courting tournament is somewhat of a last straw for Wukong. And after preforming one last particular task for Heaven with the condition that if he does this they will never pull shat shit again. And So Wukong is made to seal DBK before entering his 500 year seclusion.

He strengthen the warding and barrier spells around FFM to an almost absurd degree to keep any future suitors out. And after enough time has passed without Wukong being seen in the outside world he's FINALLY left alone in terms of demons trying to mate him....

Fast forward to LMK times.

Its post season 5, Wukongs been leaving Flower Fruit Mountain more often to spend more time with MK, understandably hesitant to let his successor out of his sight after the whole Pillar Disaster.

But his increased presence in the outside world, along with the whole Worldwide powerboost that happened with the breaking of the Stones, mean that for the first time in centuries, Demons start popping up and making bold declarations of making Wukong their mate.

Wukongs response to these encounters is to put his head in his hands and let out the longest suffering sigh to ever be sighed.

Not this shit again.

He deals with it as discreetly as possible for a bit. But eventually he's unable to hide it from the Monkie Kid Crew. Who express various levels of concern. Wukong tries to brush them off. Its only a few demons, he can handle it.

...until he cant.

After a particularly loud close call where some pumped up demon nearly did succeed at snatching Wukong away, Nezha steps in to suggest maybe Wukong needs to hold another courting tournament to buy himself a couple more centuries of Peace?

Wukong lets out a longer and even more suffering sigh.

So wheres Macaque in all this?

Well... 2 options. Either he's been in background having FEELINGS but mostly accepting of letting Wukong deal with this since, as much as it INFURIATES him to see these lowely nobodies going after his king (his Sunshine) He also knows he and Wukong arent quite ready to repair their relationship to that extent yet.

Wukongs a big Monkey, and one of the strongest beings to ever exist, surely he can handle himself right?

Then Nezha shows up and Mac is just like "A courting tournament? What do you mean by ANOTHER?!" A reaction that gets somewhat lost in more of the Monkie Kid crew asking essentially the same thing.

So Nezha begins to explain the many previous tournaments. And Macaque is just lurking in the bavkground with his good eye slowly getting twitchier.

The other option is Macaque is off somewhere on his own, maybe dealing with that whole "being hopped up on chaos juice" cliffhanger from the end of season 5 and doesnt get back till After Wukong decides to go through with another tournament.

Idea: Demon Courting Tournaments

So seeing so many Epic the musical Ithaca Saga AUs for Lego Monkie kid got me turning some thoughts in my head like fidget toys.

At this point i think most of the LMK fandom is familiar with courtnapping as a trope in some way and the afformentioned Ithaca sage aus, especially allthe ones based on The Challenge song, have given me thoughts.

So... what if.

COURTING TOURNAMENTS.

When especially powerful or desirable demons are being pursued by too many Suitors and theyre sick of having to deal with each one individually, a more organized solution is called for.

Ideally with the help of friends and family the sought after demon will call all their suitors together and set forth a series of challenges to win their hand.

Common challenges include things that show off a suitors strength and ability to provide, ya know fighting, races, hunting contests. But also more unexpected things like say, cooking competitions or Art and poetry or a judging of gifts, to determine which suitors actually know the interests or desires of the person theyre courting.

The challenges narrow down the pool of suitors until the final decision is made.

Buuuuuut

If the sought after demon doesnt wish to mate and marry, they can appoint a trusted friend or family member as their "Champion" in the tournament.

The Champion's job is to act according to the pursued demons' best interests, knocking out undesirable suitors, acting as the eyes and ears for them to see if any of the suitors might actually be compatible. Amd if it comes to it, winning the tournament themselves to assert the pursued demons right to remain single.

So where am i going with all this?

Well one i wanna write a Spicynoodles fic with this sort of premise but, while i was planning that i had MORE THOUGHTS.

Specifically thoughts about Wukong.

Sun Wukong returning home from his legendary journey now a god, a hero and, to his dismay ...

Single.

With Macaque's absence and presumed demise, Wukong finds himself with dubious honor of being perhaps the most eligible single demon in all of Asia, much to his chagrin.

Not only does he have no desire to find a new mate (he has... had a mate, his only mate, his dear lost Moonlight) The increasingly frequent attempted courtnappings are interfering with his efforts of rebuilding Flower Fruit Mountain (His Kingdom, His people all he has left except his pilgrim brothers).

Its pissing him off to say the least. And perhaps one or two especially powerful suitors wind up causing Wukong to make enough of a commotion that Heaven urges Wukong to find a more Orderly Solution.

A Courting Tournament.

Wukong is Annoyed but if this spectacle results in him finally getting some peace and quiet hell do it.

The Pilgrims are at his side through the whole fiasco.

And it works... for a time.

See the Handsome Monkey King, Great Sage Equal to Heaven, the Victorious Fighting Buddha, is just to tempting of a potential mate for all these demons to take the hint.

So in his long Life Wukong has to Suffer through multiple courting tournaments being held in his dubious honor so that all these randy demons will get the hell off his mountain.

At least 3 happen. One of Wukongs Pilgrim brothers acting as his Champion each time, all of them fighting increasingly fiercely to protect their Little Big Brother from the careless affections of his many suitors.

#lego monkie kid #lmk #lmk sun wukong #lmk six eared macaque #shadowpeach #lmk nezha #courtnapping #courting tournament #fanfic idea

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mueritos · 8 months ago

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a little strange to get dms from other trans people saying they agree with biden's dumb statemet that he doesnt want minors getting gender-affirming care. if you really think its such an epidemic that 13 year olds are getting their knockers blown off by surgeons every other day, then please point me in the direction of said 13 year olds that are somehow accessing gender-affirming care that literal trans adults can't even access.

like please be fr. we literally have privatized healthcare and insurance where not even people who go through the appropriate avenues can get approved for care they need to stay alive. what makes you think a trans minor is getting phallo or vaginalplasty. feel whatever you want about 13 year olds who want gender-affirming care, but dont parrot transphobic rhetoric that is based on no facts and a moral panic. they second they legitimize barriers to care for trans minors is the second they start finding ways to do the same for trans adults. dont be a buffoon.

#muerto talks #im sorry but you look a little foolish saying all that #especially as a trans person #do i think a 13 year old should get a major surgery? idk! im not said 13 year old! and neither are you!#leave that up for the 13 year olds and their team of doctors and family and friends and therapists and whatever #but limiting access to care #even if they have to wait a few years is still going to get trans kids killed #somehow intersex newborns getting their genitals mutilated to be easily categorized is not too young for such invasive surgeries #but a 13 year old is?#yeah i see whats happening here #an infant cant reject socially imposed ideas of gender much less consent to invasive surgery #but you will white knuckle whatever power you have over a child who dares to express themselves freely #i couldnt even get top surgery in my 20s without two letters of approval and several months of therapy proving that i needed this #u people will believe anything #use ur head please just for once and stop listening to the fears the moral panic spews at ys

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starry-bi-sky · 3 months ago

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pouring one out for luo binghe in my disciple SQQ fic, poor guy has taken a backseat here. we're nearly 30k words deep and he hasn't even shown his face once. it'll be much longer before he even actually talks to Shen Qingqiu.

(i say im pouring one out but in reality im sitting in my director's chair chewing on a cigar and wearing a beret as he tearily and unsuccessfully pleads with me for more scenes with Shen Qingqiu)

#svsss #disciple shen yuan #scum villain #shen qingqiu #shen yuan #SQQ: building his found family on QJP and Plotting #LBH: idk off sniffing rocks somewhere while on one of his protagonist adventures #i say im pouring one out for him but in reality im laughing at him. sorry my guy you are just NOT my priority. be a better peak lord #tell your disciples to stop with the institutionalized peak hierarchy and the internal political intrigue and MAYBE we'll talk #oh he cant hear me he's wearing airpods. welp. *stares at LQG and YQY* more SQQ time for you then!#its funny because i do love bingqiu i just decided to write a fic exploring a roleswap concept i saw where LBH wasnt a good peak lord #and the concept itself didnt explore what consequences might occur if LBH was as inactive a PL as LQG was before redeeming him #like if BZP can go lord of the flies while unsupervised what happens if you leave QJP the same way?? political court intrigue and sabotage #being the protagonist and going on many adventures is great and all.... if you aren't tied down with the responsibilities of a peak lord.#binghe. binghe. binghe. binghe. your head disciple has instated a hierarchy on your peak and routinely sabotages the cultivation of the #junior disciples by actively disrupting their learning by sending them off to do menial chores that should be distributed equally across #the peak. binghe. he's gonna get someone killed. binghe. BINGHE. you're inadvertently creating a generation of cultivators who harbor #resentment against you specifically bc you failed to care and protect them as their shizun. BINGHE. DO YOU HEAR ME? BINGHE #oop. i guess not. SQQ time to organize a covert resistance group. i mean a secret study group that also doubles as an organization dedicate #to ruining Li Tao's reputation and standing amongst the rest of the sect. by boys! have fun storming the castle!#tldr unsweetened lemonade is: 'i force SQQ into a position of no power where keeping his head down is not an option bc neither the system #+ nor his surrounding peakmates will let him fade into the BG. and there's no LBH around for him to wifebeam into the Fave Disciple spot'#its also a 'SY and SJ are the same person' fic bc i love the trope and having a disciple SY where he's also SJ is such a specific niche #that i'll just have to write it myself in order to see it. im having a blast with it. im gonna give him SO much found family.#liushen and yueshen(? qijiu?) are fighting for 1st while poor bingqiu is trying to claw its way out of 3rd with minimal success #good fucking luck babe you gotta fight SQQ's seven evil disciples first. THEN you gotta fight Liu Qingge and Yue Qingyuan.#and then you gotta fight me. romance isnt even in the cards for this fic they're fighting for the SUBTEXT.#roll for disadvantge binghe

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doliminuz · 13 hours ago

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Youre welcome it is my service o7

ABD YES worst family ever god. Jay got adopted for the second time, he has 4 dads now

i love when people write scenarios where rogue/administration jay interacts with his younger self . prentiss brings in skybound jay and is like hey we gotta relocate this kid and then agent w is like “what the fuck is that me . is that me when im twelve years old . why do i have an eyepatch . did i get jumped by a pack of rabid squirrels . i dont get paid enough for this”

#after the tournament prentiss comes to pick up agent w and skybound #and in the car theyre all silent #and then prentiss is like ‘…so how was the tournament’ and skybound starts wailing #< prev #YHGUUGNKB that gave me the mental image of him showing up in a jeep to the tournament n i cant stop laughing at it #hes just there to pick up his son and awful husband guys dont mind him #agent w tries telling him to leave bc hes got the wolf gang now but skybound jays alr in the car-#“prentiss we're not going with you i have a new place- DAMNIT JAY JR GET OUT THE CAR RIGHT NOW”#argument in the tournament parking lot. it's great what's going on anymore #ALSO IM HAVIBF SM FUN DISCUSSINF THIS TOOO #we should name this au. maybe

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haveihitanerve · 21 days ago

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Maybe it’s no wonder I love the trope- adorable dork of a man who thinks she is the Sun and the sky and drools when he sees her, and a strong independent woman who is exasperated by him but still laughs at all his jokes and blushes at every compliment

I grew up with these two-

Mary “a lady needn’t fear when you are near”- “oh honestly Bert” Poppins

And

Bert “when Mary holds your hand you feel so grand, your heart starts beating like a big brass band” he never got a last name

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moeblob · 7 days ago

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i have no idea where the compulsion to giver her a pokemon came from ??? but her and her minccino gotta go make sure her husband stays safe.

#my characters #pkmn #honestly very shocked she got so many notes yesterday and yes she has a white cat #why did i feel the need to give her a pokemon ?? idk!#but also fun fact i cant recall if i mentioned in tags yet #is she really does just worry about how nice her husband is bc while hes recovering #she has to say mmmm maybe we DONT call an electrician over while im at work and cant be here for you #and hes like well why not ?? do you think the electrician is going to kidnap me????#and shes like not really but you ARE really gullible and suffering a head injury where you space out at times and i dont want #to leave you here with a stranger ok #and the husband is just like you know what thats actually so valid i am really gullible i might be tricked into something #and just accepts it ! hes like YEAH ! i AM easy to convince of things! my wife is so cool and smart and looking out for us #but its also why he realizes while hes at home recovering there are ONLINE COURSES he can take #and so he starts to look online and figures out how to fix the flickering himself and gets a couple online courses under his belt #and he uses his engineering and construction knowledge to help him figure out how to build death contraptions #and so his wife is like sweetheart why dont you try to do something with that as a job? you have the ability #and hes like yeah but what do i put on a resume?#i used free online lectures to fix lights in my bathroom and build really cool ways to die? trust me? ive died a lot?#and shes just yeah ok fair that is a bit hard to convince people you know what youre doing when you do it to die #loving wife loves her loving husband and together they go die a lot now ft a cute lil pokeman

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skipblebee · 1 year ago

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And I love you love you love you, no it's not so hard to tell And I love you love you love you, is it obvious to everyone else?

Petrigrof fluff for the soul because I NEED it before the finale

#I love that part in adventure time where Simon goes with Betty on her trip and they get married and live happily ever after #I LOVE THIS SONG 👹👹👹 ITS SO CUTE #I HAVE SOOO MANY FEELINGS RN #I NEED A FULL VERSION PLEAZEEEE PELAZE IM BEGGING YOUUU #If simon sings this song to golbetty I will actually fall on the floor and cry #When simon said that this was their song I started BAWLING bro omg #FALLS ON TO THE FLOOR DRAMATICALLY WHY CANT THEY BE HAPPY #THEY CAN MAKE IT GUYS I BELIEVE IN THEM (delusion)#GOSHHHH I DONT WANT TO WATCH THE FINALE 😭😭😭#Skipsart #adventure time #fionna and cake #simon petrikov #betty grof #petrigrof #CRIES FOREVER #That scene where they hold hands I'm GONEEEEE I'm LEAVING it's so cute it's so them I'm going to cry #Look at these lame nerds in love I care about them so so much

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normal-person-i-promise · 9 months ago

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「いかないで」

arataka reigen/reader angst and fluff

vent

× × ×

You're leaving again.

'It's just a short trip,' you'd assured him. 'I'll be back in a week.' 'I'll be back before you know it.' 'I'll be safe.' 'I won't die.'

He knows you'll be alright. He knows you'll be safe. He knows you'll be back in a week. He knows you won't die, but he can't— he can't get those horrible, horrible thoughts of you dying in unimaginably terrible ways out of his head. He knows you'll be okay, but he can't stop thinking about why, how, you might not be.

The two of you sit on those cold airport chairs, the metal chilling his skin. He holds your hand in a bruising grip, his knuckles white. He breathes hard, struggling to keep himself from crying. He shouldn't cry. He shouldn't cry.

Your suitcase sits in front of you as you scroll mindlessly on your phone, not paying attention to him. It's so cold. The steel of the chair is so cold. The air-conditioning is so cold. Why are you so cold to him right now?

Your hand is warm. Your thumb caressing the back of his hand is nice. You're nice. You're warm. You shouldn't leave. Why do you need to leave? Don't go.

He hears the words of the airport attendant over the speaker, announcing that the last flight of the day was prepared to be boarded. He panics, a tremor coming to his hands, his eyes growing wet and glassy with tears. He blinks them away before you can see.

You switch off your phone. You get up and off the chair, taking your luggage in a hand and beginning to walk off. His hand slips from yours, and he scrambles to follow.

He's too slow. He's too slow to follow you.

He stares at you as you walk. He stares as that god forsaken bag rolls across the smooth marble floors, making a sound so grating and horrid it makes him want to rip his ears from his head.

He shouldn't cry. He wants to stop you. He wants you to stay. He wants to say those words, he really, really wants to say those words.

'Don't go.'

As the doors slide shut, hiding you from view, he can't hold it in anymore.

He falls to his knees, burying his head in his hands. He cries, he sobs, he begs you to stay, knowing that you aren't here anymore, knowing you can't hear him.

He knows you'll be back. He knows you'll be fine. He knows you won't die. He knows you'll be safe. He knows you'll be fine when you come back. He knows when you'll come back.

Do you not like him? Do you hate him? Why do you have to leave?

He knows why. He can't come along. He wishes, he begs to whatever god is merciful, but none of them listen.

You're leaving again.

He knows he shouldn't cry. He really, really shouldn't cry, but he still, so selfishly, wants to say those words to you.

'Don't go.'

It's so cold. Why is it so cold? Why is the airport so empty? Why is it so dark?

Why can't you stay?

He dries his eyes, leaving the airport. The night is cold, silent, as if judging him. He's being so childish, crying and worrying over a week-long separation. He shouldn't cry.

The floor seems to swim and shift underneath his feet, as if trying to knock him to the ground. The night is falling apart. His vision is blurry. His head hurts. His hands shake. His knees tremble.

He boards the bus, sitting down on the cold plastic seats. He shouldn't cry. He shouldn't cry.

He checks his messages excessively, looking at your empty chat for hours, staring at the illuminated words on the bright screen.

'I'll be back soon!'

He imagines watching you lying down in a hospital bed. He imagines watching you pass on. He imagines your funeral. He imagines your gravestone. He imagines feeling the rough stone underneath his fingertips as he caresses it. He imagines bringing flowers to your grave. He imagines bringing your favourite food to your grave. He imagines crying at your grave. He imagines his tears wetting the soil. He imagines how lonely he'll be without you.

That night, he cries himself to sleep.

× × ×

You look so happy in those pictures you send him.

You're smiling. You're laughing. You're grinning.

You're so much more attractive than usual. You're so much more pretty than usual. Your eyes sparkle so much more than usual. Your hair is so much more shiny than usual. Your smile is so much more radiant than usual.

He stares at the pictures for hours.

He dreads the cold nights. He dreads the lonely mornings. He misses you.

He doesn't go to work all week. He stays at home, sitting in his cold, cold room, the blankets and coats and sweaters and scarves doing nothing. He's so cold without you. Why did you have to leave? You're so warm, and he's so cold. Why did you have to leave?

He doesn't eat, he barely sleeps, just staring at those pictures you sent him. Staring at your happy face, staring at your beaming smile. Staring at you.

Why are you so happy without him? Why don't you seem to miss him? What did he do wrong? Do you not love him? Why do you hate him?

He misses you. He loves you so, so much. He wants you to come back.

He counts the minutes. He counts the hours. He counts every minute you don't message him, and he counts every minute that you do. He counts every minute you call him, and he counts every minute you don't.

Seven more days. Six more days.

He misses you.

Five more days. Four more days.

He misses you.

Three more days. Two more days.

He misses you.

One more day.

He misses you.

× × ×

It's the last day. He's ecstatic, a wide, dopey grin plastered on his face as he quickly showers the first time that week and changes into something presentable. It's all for you.

He runs to the bus when you message that you're reaching soon. He sprints, almost falling over, scrambling up the bus's stairs and settling, shaking, into a cold plastic seat. He's still so, so cold without you. You're so warm, and he's going to be able to feel your heat again.

He stumbles out of the bus, almost falling over as he runs as fast as he can into the cold airport, almost slipping on the cold, smooth marble floors. He sits in the cold metal chair, waiting impatiently. He checks his messages obsessively, watching that live location thing you'd sent him. He watches as your little icon glides slowly across the path. It feels like it goes on forever.

You finally arrive.

He scrambles out of his seat, sprinting towards the doors as they slide open and you slip through. He runs into you, wrapping his arms around you and squeezing, squeezing so hard it pushes the air out of your lungs and leaves purple bruises on your skin.

He holds the back of your head in a tight, crushing hand, running his fingers through your hair. He buries his face in your hair, breathing in your shampoo. He's breathing heavily, and his breathing quickens further when you give a tight hug in return, burying your face into the crook of his neck.

He's shaking, you notice. His grip is tight, crushing, bruising, and he doesn't let go for a long, long time.

When he finally does, though, he lets out a long, slow sigh, his grip loosening a little as he puts some distance in between the two of you, just enough for him to look at your face. He cradles your cheek, his expression calm, calmer than you've ever seen it before.

"I missed you," he says simply, brushing his thumb over your cheekbone. You wrap your fingers around his wrist, pressing his palm to your face as you smile at him. "I missed you too."

Those words make him feel good, make him feel better than he's ever felt. You missed him. You missed him even though you were having so much fun. You still love him.

Your eyes light up.

"I got you a gift," you say excitedly, rummaging through your bag. You pull out a small box, about the size of your palm. He takes it from you almost immediately, ripping the cover off.

It's a bracelet. A small, silver one, elegant chain wrapping around winding branches. Gemstones line the sparkling metal. He struggles to get it on, his fingers shaky and his movements fast, almost frantic.

You laugh in amusement. "You like it?"

He envelops you in a crushing hug again, muttering and mumbling as his grip tightens around you. "I love it," you hear, barely intelligible. "I love you. Oh, I love you..."

He releases you from the suffocating hug, his hands on the small of your back.

"Can we go for ramen now?" He asks, almost begs. He's starving, not having eaten a proper meal for a week. "Please? Anata?"

Your heart flutters at the sound of him using that pet name for you. It's so, so rare to hear him calling you anything other than your name. You don't mind it, of course, but this is a... Pleasant surprise.

You smile. "Of course."

His dopey grin widens as he takes your hand in a bruising grip, leading you out of the airport and to his favourite ramen shop.

He's warm.

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