#bc it does. you'd only notice if you paid more attention

[wereh0gz]

Every time someone says 06 isn't canon it makes me wanna bash my head into a wall

[joverflowers]

hey dear!!

this isn't much of an ask but more like an emotional mess of me who's just read under the moon and god i just do not know where to put my love for jinmin so i sought you out TT

idk where i'm going w this but i haven't been able to stop thinking abt them recently, i've held a special fondness of them since those life goes on pictures but it's always been sope who i paid my full and extra attention to as in yk content and fan creations etc. i never did that for another pair, not to that extend at least, i've just casually enjoyed the beauty of all of bangtan's dynamics as they come as one does bcs i just adore them.

but then (three months ago) i found an abandoned edit i made of jinmin back in 2021 which i thought i had most definitely finished .. so with the intention of recreating that i dug into content and moments i could use for it and now i'm entirely consumed by them in a way i've only ever felt abt sope and i don't know what to do!!!!! they are so so lovely!!

i'm also more of a twt girlie and idk if yk but jinmin's been making numbers on there recently too and i just think something shifted upon jimin so devotedly and loyally keeping his wv icon seokjin related :")

i just really love them :(( but i also feel like my soft spot of 4ish years and the recent development of me actually noticing beyond casual observation is a bit over shadowed by my sopie expertise so i still feel like i'm kinda missing something? like i'm just not in on it enough eventho i'm more than willing to be. if that makes sense..? like there's a difference between ulting sopejin and actually ulting jinmin and always having just gotten it like i have w sope..

anyways! i'm sorry this got so long, i just have noone to talk abt this to and i've frequented ur blog a lott this winter hahah it's been very nice to catch up w jinmin through your posts :")

sending all my love~~

Hey, love! First of all, I LOVE any and every discussion of the times anyone feels overwhelmed by the raw beauty of jinmin's dynamics so yes. Always a yes so thank you so much for seeking me out. And Under the Moon is one of the best stories that portrays multitudes of emotions seamlessly woven into the past and the present. I remember being super emotional and taking a weeklong break from all fics and rereading it throughout that week.

Mid-script note: If you are looking for jinmin fics that are equally devastating and heartwarming, I'd definitely suggest Strike at Seven (multi pairing fic but the chapters about Seokjin and Jimin are titled The handler/the son or both), how I find my way home, you reel me in, Maybe Today Is The Day My Life Has Meaning, (verb) know; to know, The Fox Who Stole the Moon, comfort blanket. If you'd like a little more filtered version, my ao3 tag is one I truly take pride in.

Back to jinmin, I truly understand what you mean by talking about the differences and similarities between sope and jinmin. Back in 2016, when I was very new to kpop itself, I did enjoy all dynamics without focusing on any duo more than the other. I truly understood the subtlety and sincerity behind the playful dynamics of jinmin. to me, sope has always felt more of a dynamic where both of them are very steadfast in the way they express emotions and place near-telepathic trust to reassure the other that they accept each other. However, jinmin has a bond that reforms, shifts, solidifies uniquely every single time around the other person to bring them closer.

When I started to recognize it, I went back to the videos of 2016 and was pleasantly surprised to say how apparent it was even then. In an interview for Ask in a Box by 1theK, you can see how Seokjin and Jimin base some of the answers to their questions around each other in a playful way. If you go to the videos in any era, Jimin expresses his devotion by always actively participating in any and every matter that concerns Seokjin, being the more extroverted one. Even if it is a disagreement that involves other members along with Seokjin, Jimin will actively ensure that the situation de-escalates soon. Be it talking about Seokjin's spending habits, staying up overnight gaming, recording the very first eat jin and always hyping him up, expressing his concern when Seokjin went to The Law of the Jungle, showing up for him with the sweetest presents. Even when the video quality is in 144p, there's a gazillion abrupt cuts and you can barely see jinmin without zooming in, Jimin will show up to knot the tie around Seokjin, laugh at every joke of his, and run across the stage to catch Seokjin if he slips.

As for Seokjin, the introverted king is quite cautious yet extremely generous when supporting Jimin. He's the one to remember every single preference and dislike, all the associated memories, and be mindful in every single scenario imaginable. While Jimin is nearly always the one telling us about the conversations, presents exchanged, Seokjin is the one with careful glances. There are literally hundreds of instances where Seokjin silently checks up on Jimin to see Jimin's reaction. Be it about offering Jimin bites of his food, telling him jokes to make him laugh, hovering around Jimin, celebrating his birthdays, carrying him on Seokjin's shoulders to cheer him up, hyping him up and appreciating his work, Seokjin will always be ready to tap into different sides of himself to make Jimin feel appreciated, adored, and loved. Which is truly lovely.

Now this is where sope and jinmin contrasts. While sope has that unshakable faith of acceptance in all forms since the dawn of time, jinmin is asking each other first what the other person needs them to be at this very moment, and then delving into acceptance. And this is discussed thoroughly by Jimin himself, when he talked about how initially Seokjin and he shared different perspectives on life on a vlive when he talked of how Seokjin taught him genuine happiness. The difference in their perspectives is what complements their dynamic and allows them to grow into better versions of themselves together.

About the missing element that you mentioned, is what I believe to be the idol personas of Jimin and Seokjin as both of them are individuals who are private to the point that they'd bluff about things on the spot to shift the focus of a conversation as far from them as possible. While this is significantly less noticeable in dynamics where at this one individual does not shy away from baring their heart open, prime example being Yoongi who struggles yet pours their heart out.

This is also seen in how Jimin has been keeping Seokjin as his wv profile picture for nearly three years without feeling the need or urge to explain or rationalize why he has done so. We rarely hear Jimin or Seokjin talking about the fact they shared the same military base for a year. With jinmin, they are true believers of the need-to-basis relay of information and will stick by it.

And jinmin blowing up in twt once again has truly been delightful. I did miss how we had a never-ending stream of videos and selfies of jinmin on the official twt account. Nothing warms my heart more than hearing that my little corner of internet space helped you through this winter. And for any jinmin thoughts at all, I am always more than happy to answer any texts, asks, and comments of all forms ^-^

Love and well wishes my fellow jinminnie 💜

[bunnyluvx]

genshin as teachers! ♡

featuring: albedo, yanfei, yun jin & zhongli!

summary: what would the genshin characters be like as teachers?

warnings: a little bit of angst on zhongli's part. nothing else!

tags: modern fantasy au | albedo and zhongli are still old men bc i said so | queer and autistic albedo | slice of life | fluff? fluff. | a whole bunch of cuties tbh

a/n: hi everyone!! happy halloween and happy samhain to anyone who is celebrating!! if not then i hope you have a wonderful day! have some headcanons <3

date started: 4:58PM, october 27th, 2024. date finished: 3:50PM, october 31st, 2024.

divider credit: @thecutestgrotto | wc: 2.2k | ao3

albedo ♡

you'd think that because albedo is an alchemist in the game, that i would put him down as a science teacher. not this time around he's not! i see albedo as an art teacher! even though it is only a hobby for him, i really like the image of him passing his admiration for art onto the kids he teaches. i think that his love for the subject would really show in his teaching and captivate his students. he would inspire them to be better artists and when they come to visit him years later, many would tell him that he was the reason why they wanted to be better at art. it always warms his heart to hear that he has influenced the next generation, and it makes him even happier seeing how much they have progressed throughout the years. he definitely keeps up with as many of his older students as he can, follows them on social media and scrolls through their work with pride.

i think that he would teach high school kids, specifically ages 14-16. when he was first getting started with teaching, he did grow a soft spot for grade school children, but with high schoolers, he's able to have conversations with people who have a more in-depth understanding of the world. when they all aren't busy, he likes to talk to them about things that are personal to everyone to understand their thoughts, opinions, feelings and ideas. this is one of many things that he loves about his job, learning more about his students. every individual that he teaches are so fascinating in their own way, and having the opportunity to get to know them all is something that he feels grateful for everyday.

i don't really see him having a special nickname for his students, probably just "students", "class", "kids", etc.

albedo isn't too strict of a teacher, he does have his rules and enforces them accordingly but he isn't uptight necessarily. he allows phones, food, drinks, earbuds/headphones etc in his class as long as they do not become a distraction, but if he notices that anyone isn't paying attention to the lesson because of these things, then he will ask for them to be put away.

a big pet peeve of albedo's is when students don't clean up after themselves. there is no reason for them not to, and he does not have the time to tidy their messes. it typically isn't much of an issue, as many of his kids are respectful of the space they take up and the time they have, but when it does happen, he cannot help but be annoyed.

albedo is very beloved by his pupils. he accommodates all of his students as best as he can, and he does his best to ensure that he is a safe space for his kiddos to come to him whenever they need anything. he is particularly adored by his fellow queer and neurodivergent folk, for they can relate to him at that level. he is happy that his efforts of creating a safe place for the young people that he teaches have paid off, especially for those who are like him. many have called him their favorite teacher because of his detailed teaching style and open-mindedness, and he humbly accepts the honor.

albedo never had an interest in social media until his students started to beg him to download some. he agreed begrudgingly and downloaded a few, and was very rarely active on them until those kids graduated. it was only not long after that he started to become more active. he never really posts, but he does interact with their content and keeps up with them to soak in the pride of their development.

yanfei ♡

yanfei being a government teacher makes the most sense to me. she is very passionate about law, so i feel like being able to pass on that knowledge as to how it all works is something that she would find really fulfilling and exciting.

once again, i see yanfei teaching high school kids, ages 14-16. maybe a little younger, but it's a strong maybe. i feel like she would get along really well with the kids and it would be really fun for her.

i can see yanfei calling her students "lovelies" or "lovely people". i think she really adores her students and wants to make them feel special, so that's how she refers to them outside of all of the basic stuff.

yanfei isn't much of a strict teacher either, she does allow phones, headphones/earbuds, snacks, drinks etc in her classroom as long as it is in moderation. she is a bit stricter than albedo, though, because when the students are working, they are working. no dilly-dallying or distractions, if she catches someone that is getting distracted or straight-up not doing their work, she will remind them to stay on task or to get on task if they aren't. she never sounds mean or anything, she just wants everyone to stay focused.

something that really grinds yanfei's gears is deliberate disobedience. when she asks a student to put something away, and they refuse or even start to speak to her disrespectfully, she will start to lose it. she's pretty good at keeping a level head, she won't yell or rarely fights with her students, but it really tips her over the edge when she asks one of her kiddos to do something kindly and they respond rudely. she didn't do anything to deserve that treatment, so why she receives it sometimes is something that she will never understand. it's something that she's learned to deal with as she has progressed in her career, and it doesn't happen too often, but when it does, it puts her very on-edge.

yanfei is very straightforward in her teaching style. once a lesson has started, it has started and it is uncommon for her to get distracted while she is teaching. a lot of her students like this because it means that they can get their work done swiftly and without any disturbances, and it fills her with pride to know that they are so dedicated to their studies.

just because yanfei likes for her and her kiddos to remain focused during their learning time doesn't mean that she is always so serious. she will converse with the students and laugh with them, and tries to surprise them with fun lessons so that they can stay engaged in what she's teaching them. she'll take selfies with them and follows them on social media, even make tiktoks with them when they are done with their work! while she does take her time on the clock seriously, that doesn't mean that she won't have any fun or bond with her students in the process.

yun jin ♡

music teacher yun jin. need i say more?

i feel like yun jin would teach grade school children. the thought of her singing with the kids and passing her love for music onto them just makes my heart feel all warm and happy eyfbuw.

yun jin calls her students "little ones", "lovelies", maybe other endearing terms. she uses "little ones" the most and it's adorable. her eyes show how much she loves and cares for her students whenever she looks at them.

yun jin is not a very strict teacher, some say that she spoils her students a little bit too much. she brings in snacks, candies, stickers, and makes her lessons as fun for the children as she can!!!! she believes that they deserve all of the rewards in the world for their accomplishments, and maybe she does overdo it sometimes, but that does not mean that she is a pushover. while she does find it difficult to tell her kids no, she knows that it is essential to the classroom environment, so she will be firm with her boundaries, much to the kids' dismay.

as much as she loves to let the kids have fun with all of the different instruments and wants them to be creative, she is still teaching grade school children who aren't always aware of their volume. they get excited, therefore they get loud, and while she is pretty used to it, sometimes all of the instruments being played at the same time with high-pitched screeching small people scratches the chalkboard of her brain. especially if she has asked them to quiet down multiple times, and they don't listen/get louder. her students respect her, so they do try to mind their volume when she asks, but there are days where they aren't as mindful of the noise they're making. there have been times where she has had to leave the room for a few minutes because of how overstimulating it could be, or told the kids to put the instruments away since they weren't adhering to her instruction.

yun jin is the type of teacher who is almost always smiling. she is cheerful around everyone in the workplace, especially around the little ones. doing what she does everyday makes her so happy that she cannot help herself! she adores the children that she teaches with everything that she is. they are all so unique, smart and kind, and she feels so lucky that she gets to help them expand their knowledge about something that is so important in the world.

sometimes, when she is alone in her classroom, she likes to blast rock and roll music. some of the staff have caught her jamming out to it, and to say that they were surprised is an understatement. yun jin is so well-known for enjoying opera that no one would expect her to enjoy rock and roll. i think it would be funnier if the students found out because they would be asking her all sorts of questions and she would just have to laugh it off.

zhongli ♡

this man is a history teacher. he has been alive for many years, therefore he is able to give an accurate, detailed description of history that he will be passing forward, and he can connect with younger generations to understand the modern world.

i don't have any specific ideas for what age group zhongli would teach, because honestly, i feel as though he would be happy teaching any age group. he is so interested to learn more about the world that has come to be that i feel as though it wouldn't matter much to him. no age group in particular really sticks out to me either.

zhongli wouldn't have any special nicknames for his students. just the normal stuff.

zhongli is similar to yanfei, but i imagine that he is a bit more strict than her. not to say that he's extremely hung-up on his rules, but he is very firm about them. he is never disrespectful when he is enforcing the boundaries within his classroom, but he does make it clear that he will not be so easily swayed. i imagine that he may be a bit more loose if he was teaching younger children, but he wouldn't tolerate any misbehavior.

this is a little sad and i don't know how much of a "pet peeve" it can be considered but i think that one of zhongli's pet peeves is when his class isn't listening to him. he knows that he has a tendency to go on long rambles that not everybody understands, but when he feels like his students are straight-up ignoring him, it makes him a little sad. he wants to be able to share his thoughts and stories with the younger people, but when he gets cast to the side like that, he can't help but feel a little down. he corrects himself and gets back to subject if he or any of the students can even remember what he was talking about to begin with, and he does apologize for it, but it still disheartens him.

zhongli is a very fun teacher, i think. he has been doing this for so long that he knows exactly how to keep the students engaged in what he teaches them, and he has also mentally noted every trick in the book that any student has ever used on him, so that if there is a repeat of an event, he knows what's going on and how to respond. he is always willing to try new things on behalf of his kiddos, and he is very open-minded. it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to be able to listen to zhongli's stories, so many of his students tune in whenever he starts talking, for they are very interested in hearing about one of plenty tales that he has to tell. he is someone that everybody could learn from, if only to give him the chance.

if zhongli was teaching older children, they would be begging him to get a phone. he never had one before his students began to beg him, plus he figured that he would end up needing one anyways. he didn't use it much at first, but that changed with time. he soon got to using social media, and now does all sorts of fun things on there with his students. he finds it a bit difficult to keep up with the newer trends, but he does his best and his students love him for it.

@BUNNYLUVX ,, all rights reserved. do not copy/plagiarize any of my works or submit it into ai. any and all support is appreciated! <3

[sweet-seishu]

11:26pm

bonten! rindou haitani x fem! reader

warnings: angst, hurt to comfort, established marriage, mentions of divorce, NSFW, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, squirting (the spicy isn't very descriptive, but it's still there), NOT EDITED, just overall terribly written, and very half assed. time stamped bc that's when i made the decision to post it today.

a/n: when i tell you this has been in my drafts for MONTHS and i just never posted it and now i'm cleaning out my drafts so here, i know it's bad leave me alone.

network tag: @tokyometronetwork

Divorce.

The word was running through Rindou's head as you sat across from him at his desk, chewing on your lip as you let him process what you had asked. There was no argument that led to this, no big fight, you had just asked him out of the blue. He was confused, he hadn't done anything wrong, so why did you want this?

There was of course a reason, you were just scared to bring it up.

"Why?" Rindou asked. You wouldn't look at him, you couldn't. "Y/n-"

"I-" You started, biting your lip to keep the tears from falling. "Rin, I'm just– I'm not happy anymore."

"But- what did I do?" The question seemed so innocent, and it made your heart hurt more as you thought about how to answer.

You didn't want him to be upset with you, you didn't want to end on a bad note. "Rin it's what you're not doing." You said softly.

"What I'm not-? What does that even mean?"

You finally looked at Rindou, and he looked irritated. You couldn't blame him, you were vague in your answer, and you knew he didn't care to figure these things out.

But you were just so tired. Tired of waiting for him to come home, tired of him working all those late nights. He's barely paid attention to you over the last few months, and you couldn't take it anymore.

"Rindou." You sighed. "I can't take this anymore. You're always at work, you're barely home, and when I do see you you barely acknowledge my presence."

"I'm just trying to give you a good life y/n, I need to work to do that." He said bluntly. "You knew what you were getting into when we stared dating as teenagers."

"Yeah Rin, I knew you'd be busy, and I knew there would be times when I wouldn't see you. But this has been going on for months. I dont even remember the last time we've had a conversation this long."

"You know how busy Bonten is becoming. I'm sorry I can't be home all the time but come on y/n-"

"Yeah I know how busy it's been, but I'm your wife Rindou, you should still be able to make time for me. If I'm being honest I feel like this is already over, and it's been over for a while."

Rindou was taken back by your words. How long have you actually been thinking about this?

"Night after night I wait for you to come home, just to remember what your stupid fucking face looks like, but then I fall asleep cause god forbid you come home at a normal hour, and then you're gone when I wake up." You said, choking on your words as the tears built.

You let a few tears fall from your eyes as you stared at Rindou. Someone you've known and loved all your life suddenly looked like a complete stranger.

"I'm breaking Rindou." You cried. "I'm completely falling apart here, and you don't even see it. It's like you don't even care. I'm completely at the bottom of your priority list, and it fucking hurts."

Rindou only looked at you, not knowing what to say. He hadn't realized how bad it was, but as he really looked at you now, he noticed the weight you lost, the bags under your eyes, and how the light was completely gone from them.

"Nothing to say?" You asked, swallowing the lump in your throat. "Then that's it. I'll call our lawyer in the morning. You can just go back to work." You pulled your wedding ring off your finger, suddenly feeling naked as you placed it in front of Rindou. "I love you Rin, and I'm always going to.. but I'm done waiting for you."

With that you left his office, leaving Rindou be as he stared at the ring. How could he be so stupid? How could he not realize how little he actually saw you?

He groaned, running his hands through his hair before looking at the picture of you two on his desk.

His blonde and blue hair, glasses on his face as he smiled at the camera, while you kissed his cheek, your y/h/c hair blowing out of your face, the hint of a smile on your lips as they touched his cheek.

You had taken that after he had told you he loved you the first time. The smile on your face after he said it was permanently marked in his mind, a smile so bright it made him weak in the knees.

Rindou loved you with all he had, and he has since you were teens. He was never the best at expressing his feelings, something you knew all too well, but he didn't want it to come to this.

He didn't want a divorce, the thought made him feel sick, like he wanted to throw up.

He wasn't going to let this happen, he couldn't.

"I just don't know how it got to this." You said to your friend on the phone. "How can we go from talking about starting a family, to getting a divorce?" You asked, voice cracking as a tear fell from your eye.

Rindou was standing on other side of the door, his heart sinking at your words.

"Was it because of me?" You cried. "Was I too much?"

Fuck, no you were perfect to him.

"Did he stop loving me?" You sobbed, looking down at your hand. You winced at the small 'rin' tattoo that was on your finger, a tattoo that was usually hidden by a ring.

Absolutely not. He loved you more than life itself.

He couldn't listen anymore, slowly opening the door to bedroom, making you turn your head. You told your friend bye, hanging up the phone placing it on your nightstand.

"What do you want?" You asked.

"To talk." He told you, sitting beside you on the bed.

"We don't have anything to talk about Rindou. It's done."

"I don't- y/n I don't want that." Rindou told you, csrefully putting his arms around you so he could pull you close. He felt you tense, and it hurt him more than he could admit.

"Rindou I'm just not seeing any other option." You told him.

"Pretty girl, I'm sorry okay? I'm sorry I let it get to this. I never wanted to hurt you baby."

You started sobbing, shoulders shaking as Rindou buried his head in your neck.

"I can't just let you walk away from this, from us. I promise I'll be better. I'll be the man you married, someone you deserve."

"I don't want an empty promise Rindou. You always put Bonten before me and I can't take it anymore."

His hold on you tightened. He really was an idiot. "It's not empty. I'm so sorry I ever made you think this marriage was over, sorry I ever made you doubt how I feel about you. I only wanted to give you the life you deserve."

You sighed, slowly moving to face him.

"Rindou, I don't care about having a lavish life, I don't need expensive things. All I need is you. You're all I've ever needed and you- fuck Rin- you slipped completely out of my grasp."

Rindou pulled you closer to him, holding you tightly as you cried into his shoulder. He rubbed your back soothingly as you held onto his dress shirt so tightly you could hear it ripping.

"Look at me." Rindou said softly, making you lift your head from his shoulder. He gently moved your hair behind your ear. "My pretty girl. I hurt you really bad didn't I?"

"You did." You said softly, sniffling as Rindou moved his hand to wipe the tears from your cheeks.

"I won't hurt you anymore, I promise you that. I'll be home more, I'll let you know if I have to stay late, I'll do whatever I have to, just please stay." Rindou choked, his eyes stinging. "You're my soul mate, losing you would be losing a part of me, and I just can't-"

You cut him off, kissing him softly as you tasted the mix of your tears. When you pulled away you let your forehead meet his, looking into his violet eyes.

"Okay." You said softly.

"Okay?"

"I won't go anywhere." You whispered. "Just please, please don't-"

"I won't." Rindou told you, knowing exactly what you were going to say. He pulled your ring from his pocket so he could slip it back on your finger. "I love you so much y/n, let me show you yeah?"

You nodded before Rindou placed his lips on yours, both of you easily melting into eachother.

Your hands found their place in his purple hair, tugging at the strands as you tried to get closer to him. He held on to you for dear life, scared to let you go as he licked your bottom lip. You quickly opened your mouth, your tongues tangling as everything quickly became hot.

"Off." You said against his lip, ripping his dress shirt open, not caring about the buttons. You just wanted him, and you wanted him now. It's been so long since you were together like this, and you weren't ashamed to show how needy you were for his touch.

It all happened so fast, and before you knew it you were beneath Rindou, moaning as he brought you to your fourth orgasm of the night.

He spent a long time, prepping you with his fingers and tongue, making you cum again and again before filling you with his thick length, a feeling you had missed so much.

"Rin." You gasped as he hit that spot inside you again and again. "Please don't stop!"

"Fucking hell y/n. You're squeezing me so fucking tight." Rindou moaned, pounding his hips harder into you. Your nails scratched at his broad back, making him hiss as you screamed, squirting your juices all over his abdomen.

"Fuck!" Rindou groaned, pumping inside of you a few more times before stilling his hips, painting your walls white.

You were both silent, the only thing that could be heard was your heavy breathing as Rindou lay on top of you, being mindful not to crush you with his weight.

"Rindou?" You whispered, making the younger Haitani look at you.

"What is it pretty?"

"Can we go take a bath? I'm kinda of sore." You chuckled, moving his hair out of his face. He only smiled, slowly pulling out of you before standing up.

"Give me a sec okay?" He said, kissing your forehead before walking off to the bathroom. He ran a hot bath, making sure there were lots of bubbles and a nice bath bomb, just the way you liked it.

He walked back into your room, smiling at your sleepy state. He picked you up bridal style, carrying you to the shower so you could both rinse off first.

You sighed when you got in the tub, your back against Rindou’s chest as he held you.

He realized how much he really missed moments like this with you. He really did take you for granted, he knew that and he hated himself for ever making you think he didn't love or care about you.

"Rin are you okay?" You asked.

He hadn't realized he was crying.

"I just, fuck." Rindou sobbed. "I'm just so fucking sorry."

Rindou rarely cried, not like this. Sure he shed a few tears here and there, but he never completely broke down. You didn't know what to do.

"Rindou it's okay." You told him.

"It's not. It's not okay." He sobbed again, holding you tighter against him. "Can't believe I alm- almost let you slip away. Can't believe I made you feel like this was over, I'm so-"

"Shh." You cooed, turning around so you could face him, not caring about the water spilling over the sides of the tub. "Baby it's okay, I forgive you."

"You're just, you're everything to me and I almost let you walk I-"

"Rin." You said softly, holding his face between your hands. The tears in his eyes wouldn't stop, breaking your heart as you tried to consol him. "I'm here, I'm not going anywhere."

Rindou looked at you, nothing but love for him in your eyes as you comforted him. Fuck he really was stupid.

"Let's get out of the bath and go to bed okay?" You smiled. Rindou nodded, closing his eyes as you placed a gentle kiss to his forehead, letting him calm down.

You both stepped out of the tub once his tears stopped. Rindou grabbed towels for you both to dry off before he grabbed your hand, walking you back to your shared room.

Rindou quickly slipped on a new pair of underwear before tossing you a shirt of his and a pair of sleep shorts.

"Let me just grab some new sheets okay?" Rindou told you. You nodded, smiling when he kissed your forehead.

When he returned you helped him change the bedding quickly, finally laying down with the soft duvet covering the both of you.

He was quick to grab you, cuddling you into his side, as he kissed the top of your head. You traced his tattoos, making Rindou sigh in content.

"Love you pretty girl." Rindou whispered, stopping your actions so he could grab your hand, lacing your fingers together. "I'll love you forever."

"I love you to Rin." You told him kissing his skin, finally letting your eyes flutter shut. "Forever."

[forbidding-souda]

Hey hi, I don't think my request got sent through :(

So I'll send it again

Could I get any sort of fluffy relationship headcannons for my husband Twogami (ultimate imposter) with a fem s/o

Thank u!

Twogami with a girlfriend fluffy headcanons

off topic but it's funny - today in bio we were talking about like how pregnancy tests work bc on monoconal whatever idc anyway i turned to the woman who sits at my table and I was like "sometimes i wonder how women in the olden days knew they were pregnant before the invention of pregnancy tests" and she looked at me with a blank face and said "...they stop getting their periods" i was like omfgf oh yeah

currently listening: deepy by boa

playlist: one my bestie made for me

-Mod Souda

❤ His eyes light up whenever he sees you - that's the first thing you noticed about him. He's always been sweet and he's always paid attention to you and your needs.

❤ He's in tune with you. He can tell when you're tired and when you're irritated and when you're feeling less than okay.

❤ The two of you are always eating together. Ever since he's started dating you, he's taken a liking to not eating alone.

❤ He'd probably want to spoil you a bunch, as a part of him thinks that you'll want to leave if he doesn't give you things. He takes you out to salons, bathhouses, museums, massage therapy, almost everything to keep you happy.

❤ Which, you'll reassure him that you love him for who he is and not for who is in impersonating, nor do you only love him for his possessions and his abilities.

❤ He doesn't need much reassurance - he understands your viewpoint immediately.

❤ He's not very affectionate, but it's mostly because he doesn't know how to be.

❤ ^ He appreciates when you kiss his cheek. It's his favorite.

❤ He wakes you up with breakfast on days where you're allowed to sleep in !!

❤ He always makes sure the house has food and omg I imagine he has this little planner thing that has the dates where certain foods expire so he can remember to throw them away and buy more.

❤ Since he's the SHSL Imposter he's also amazing at matching your friends personalities, making them like him more. You sit back and watch their interaction - it's so interesting. His eyes analyze their every body movement and even the small expressions their faces make on certain words, he catches all of it.

❤ I imagine he's a light sleeper. If you go up to use the bathroom he's going to be awake when you get back, having waited for you, and he's ready to drag you back into his arms.

❤ He can definitely carry you places. And he will.

❤ ^ If no one else is there. He would die of embarrassment if the two of you showed any PDA in public. He's a very respectful person.

❤ Sometimes when you go quiet, lost in your own thoughts, you'll come back to reality to his stern face watching you - you recognize those eyes, the analytical ones. It catches you off guard every time.

❤ He has a pretty singing voice :3.

❤ He reads a lot - has a lot of books about different things. He likes to be a know-it-all. If you have any questions about anything he probably has the answer. He's your own personalized search engine.

❤ He does the thing women do where after a show they wrap their towels around their hair. I have no warrant for this I just think it's funny.

❤ His pockets are always filled with random candies. He can slip some into your pockets, too, and you'd be never the wiser.

❤ He'd let you paint his nails, he definitely would. And his toes. Matching colors!

❤ He Needs Me from the Popeye movie except it's in his pov.

❤ If he can't figure out what gift to give you for any holiday he'll just give you like a candle.

❤ ^ Hardly ever happens but I just think it would be funny.

[the-lady-of-stars]

The one about the Gonk droid and the Comm

For @itsyellow ☺️

Crosshair x Reader

Peace, love and kisses for my man Crosshair bc boy does he deserve it after todays episode. No spoilers for TBB. No plot at all tbh just shameless love for grumpy man. Somebody give this man a kiss pls.

Warnings: Very brief non-explicit mention of sex near the end but nothing graphic at all it's just Wrecker poking fun at Cross and reader.

My inbox is still open for requests! See my earlier post for details :)

You left your bunk on the Maurauder just in time to watch Crosshair storm off the ship, lips pulled into a thin grimace.

You immediately turned to look at the rest of the boys, furrowing your brows in silent questioning. The sheepish smile on Wrecker's face told you enough about what had occurred.

As much as they loved each other, Wrecker's boistorous and loud personality often clashed with that of his silent and snarky brother, something which proved to be the starting point for many arguments when they were crowded together on such a small ship.

With a roll of your eyes you slipped out the ramp and headed over to your sniper who was now perched on top of a tall rock glaring out over the forest. You basked in the feeling of grass beneath your boots, enjoying the fresh air that the planet you had temporarily stopped on provided.

Crosshair, as you had expected, was polishing his rifle with a cloth, a habit he had formed to calm himself down. He paid you no notice as you settled next to him, just meticulously scrubbing at the rifle.

"Cross." No answer. "Look at me. Please?" you spoke softly and sweetly to him, not wanting to anger him any further. You knew his annoyance at Wrecker wouldn't last long, it never did, but when he was angry Crosshair was a ticking bomb.

The sniper huffed out a sigh, carefully placing his rifle down before turning to meet your gaze. You smiled at him, and Crosshair immediately felt his irritation melting away at the tenderness in your eyes.

"What happened back there?" you asked tentatively.

He groaned, scowling at the memory. "Wrecker was weightlifting that karking gonk-droid again and he slammed it down on my comm. I'd only taken it off for a second before he crushed it. Tech's got it now, but there's only so much you can do to fix a pile of scrap metal with sparks coming out of it."

You choked lightly, trying to hide your laughter under the guise of a cough.

"Oh, think that's funny do you?"

Crosshair tried to get up to storm off yet again but you grabbed his wrist and lightly tugged him back down.

"Hey, hey no. 'S not funny. Not at all," once again you barely concealed a snort, resulting in the sniper rolling his eyes back. You didn't miss, however, the way his mouth began to form a grin.

Crosshair sighed to himself, finding his thoughts drifting to how you were his weak spot, how something about you brought him a feeling of peace that no other could.

He shook his head with a huff of laughter, finally seeing the humorous side as his anger faded.

"Gonna kill 'im," he grumbled, turning to face you and taking your hands in his.

You laughed openly this time, and Crosshair felt his heart skip a beat at the sound. Tech had described him as 'wrapped around your finger' a few days ago, and as much as he hated to admit it, his little brother was right.

Cross smiled, playing absentmindedly with your fingers as you sat cross-legged facing each other.

"I'm sure he didn't mean to drop it on your comm, Cross," you reassured with a smile.

"Eh, I know. Doesn't make the sheb-head any less annoying though."

You snickered then lifted his hands to your face, pressing a soft kiss against the knuckles of each one. Crosshair found himself in a trance, feeling his skin heat up as your plush lips skimmed across his hands.

He slid one hand out of your grasp to reach up and gently cup your jaw, running a thumb over your cheek. His breath caught in his throat as you leaned into his touch, your eyes fluttering closed. You tilted your head to the side to press a kiss to his palm. In return, Cross pulled the hand he was still holding to his lips and mirrored your previous actions, trailing kisses across the peaks of your knuckles.

It didn't matter how Crosshair liked to portray himself to outsiders. The second you came close to him he would always drop his cold and bitter facade in exchange for tenderness and passion.

"I love you," he breathed against your skin, barely audible but still music to your ears.

"I love you too, Cross. More than you'll ever know."

He exhaled deeply before shifting closer to you, lifting both hands now to cup your jaw and pull you in for a kiss. There was no rushing this time, no swift kisses stolen when his brothers weren't looking, no rapid pecks before charging into gunfire, there was just pure emotion.

Crosshair didn't need to use words to tell you how he felt. The way he tilted his head to swipe his lips oh so perfectly against yours told you enough, and you found yourself reaching behind his neck to pull him closer. You lowered one hand to rest it flat over his heart, feeling how strongly it pounded, how fast it jumped. You'd be lying if you said you were in any better state. His tongue lightly traced your bottom lip before he tugged on it with his teeth playfully, grinning.

He wormed his hands under your thighs and scooped you up into his lap, deepening the kiss. Crosshair felt high in that moment, caught up in the taste of your lips and the way your soft skin nuzzled against his. Your hands clutched the back of the collar of his blacks at the base of his neck, keeping him secure and close as you could.

The two of you were so caught up in the moment, in fact, that you failed to notice Wrecker bounding towards you until he practically roared out Crosshair's name in joy. He groaned deeply, his annoyance at his brother returning at being interrupted.

"What, Wrecker? Can't you see we're a little busy here?" he spoke sharply, turning his attention to the large man who was parading Crosshair's comm up in the air at the end of an extended arm.

"Tech fixed it! See? Good as new!" he bellowed, waving it around.

Crosshair groaned, reaching out to snatch it from his brother's grip before he went and broke it again.

"That's great, Wrecker. Now. D'you mind?" he sharply motioned his head in the direction of the Marauder, signalling his brother to return and leave him alone.

Wrecker convulsed with laughter at this, clutching his sides.

"Yeah, sure! I'll leave you alone so you can keep makin' out with your girl. Don't have too much fun though. Me and the boys are only over there in the ship and we sure as kriff don't wanna hear anything like we did the other night from your bunk."

You choked at this, turning to hide your face from Wrecker in embarassment, naturally only sending him into another fit of laughter.

"Wrecker!" Crosshair howled, pointing a finger aggressively at the Marauder.

"Alright, alright, I'm goin'." Wrecker chuckled, turning to depart for the ship but not before shooting you a heavy wink.

You groaned, hiding your face in Crosshair's neck. "I don't think I'm ever going to be able to show my face to your brothers again."

Cross' chest shook in laughter. "Oh well, they'll get used to it."

[biqherosix]

ghost protocol - part two

angst, fluff, spy au

(julie and the phantoms — romantic! luke patterson x fem! reader)

the first day of school for the petal pushers isn't exactly ideal when their hitman runs into new people and a familiar face, leaving secrets to be kept

cw / none

a/n — off topic but luke patterson, this is a humble invitation for joint custody of our rings. we are definitely not the same ring size, but please accept so we can be funky statement ring bisexuals together !! but ah other than that enjoy !! don’t be afraid to interact and tell me what you think, ask questions, simp, whatever !! your thoughts matter to me and i utterly adore each and every one of you but yes please interact bc i am flopping and am in need of a gp breakdown with y'all !!!

that morning, all throughout los feliz high school was an ongoing conversation of the four new students simultaneously walking in. the whispers and remarks only seemed to grow louder the more you walked around. but you paid no mind, skimming through the campus map with hopes of finding your lockers before the bell. as your friends halting in their tracks went unnoticed by you, you walked on.

catching a “new girl number three at three o’clock.” from an eerily familiar voice, shivers ran up your spine. shaking away the thought, your perception was at an all time low. colliding into someone else, you took a small, sharp blow to the stomach. with a groan, whatever they had been holding now fell to the floor with several clicks.

“oh my gosh. are you okay? um, i’m really sorry-” they rambled. waving his apology away, you stuffed your map into your back pocket.

“don’t worry, that was on me. i got it.” you smiled, kneeling down to pick up what he stabbed you with. noticing they were drumsticks, you picked one up. mirroring your stance, he grabbed the other one with a shy smile. while doing so, you took notice of the unique combination of shoes he wore; colors and textures clashing with textured socks in a way only he could make work. you could've sworn you'd seen those pair of shoes before, but you assumed they were in the window of a store you had walked by once.

“nice shoes by the way.” you nodded towards them, standing back up to complete his pair. his cheeks shone with a faded pink, twirling the drumsticks once again.

“oh uh, thank you.” you fiddled with your fingers, about to speak up when carrie’s voice boomed from across the hall.

“y/n! i found our lockers, come on!” gesturing for you to come over, you nodded quickly.

“and that’s my cue. uh, it was nice meeting you…” you trailed off.

“alex. mercer. my friends are uh over there so, yeah. we’re seniors, but we got transferred here a few months ago.” he explained, pointing over your shoulder before holding his hand out for you. from behind you, two boys had been watching your interaction with alex with a smile. from afar, it was apparent there was one more friend by the way the one had attempted to grab his attention. alas, you couldn’t make him out when his body had been covered by the door of the locker.

“cool, i’m y/n l/n. the one yelling my name; that’s carrie wilson, we’re both seniors. so, it looks like i’ll be seeing you and your little quartet quite often. i'm on my way carrie! bye alex, nice meeting you.” shaking it firmly, you gave him a final smile. gently pushing past him, you made your way towards the light brunette.

“girl, you’re living that wattpad life, and you just walked in! how is someone flirting with you already? just make sure carrie does a background check before you go on a date with him; you know, the usual and all. but i give it two weeks before he asks.” julie gaped.

“guys, he wasn’t flirting! if anything, it was a rather warm welcome.” you protested with a laugh, playfully shoving the younger girl’s shoulder.

“well, if he wasn’t flirting then, this guy might be flirting now. eye candy and his friends at twelve o’clock are heading our way. and quickly!” flynn’s eyes widened, looking straight ahead.

“stop staring!” julie hissed, swatting her shoulder.

“i’m sorry, i can’t help it!” you shook your head. covering the girl’s eyes prompted a laugh out of julie, but you were pulled out of your playful banter when that familiar voice creeped up on you again.

“hey. carrie, right?” his soft tone rippled through your ears. inhaling sharply, you let your hand fall from flynn’s face. slowly looking for the source of the voice, your heart beat erratically. and suddenly it felt as though everything stopped.

a swirl of grey and green eyes that were once glinting with concern, now shone as bright as ever. a silent song of anger filled your body at the thought of him so close to your loved ones.

“it all depends. who’s asking?” carrie asked.

“i’m luke patterson. and well, these are my friends.” he pointed out, leaning onto the wall of lockers.

“i'm bobby, ‘sup?” he winked, adjusting the backpack on his shoulder with a smile.

“reggie peters, nice to meet ya.” he saluted, popping the collar of his leather jacket.

“alex, we already met.” he shoved his hands in his pockets, drumsticks now tucked into his backpack. they all seemed harmless, but their affiliation with him only heightened your senses.

“anyway, since we were kinda the new kids a few months ago…would you be interested in exploring the area? and maybe getting a late lunch afterwards?” luke asked carrie with a soft smile, rubbing the back of his neck. carrie flushed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. as she stammered, you wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

“actually, we’ve got plans. right, babe?” you pouted, momentarily glancing at carrie. wrapping an arm around her shoulders, you diverted your gaze with a small smile. instead, you focused on the boy in front of you with a message in your eyes you hoped he’d catch on to. flitting his gaze at your tone, he caught your eyes. with his own eyes dimming, luke’s once wide smile slightly faltered. running a hand through his hair, he prayed no one noticed the change in his personal atmosphere.

“mhm, that’s right! i’m sorry. but if you’re looking for a date, i’m not interested.” she declined, pursing her lips. looking at you. it was now luke's turn to flush, sputtering incoherently.

“oh- well it…well it wasn’t like that.”

“sure it wasn’t.” you retorted.

“no, really! i swear! i’m sorry it’s just-”

“what luke means to say is that we understand the feeling of being new and not having anyone but each other when we all transferred. the offer to hang with us during lunch is always open, we usually sit it out in ms. harrison’s music room.” alex cut him off, glancing at his boys.

“we’ll think about it, thanks alex. and luke?” you nodded.

“what's up?” he looked over at you again.

“move over, you’re leaning on my locker.” you deadpanned.

“right. sorry.” he coughed, taking a step back and waving to your locker. the rest of the girls analyzed your exchange, noticing the way luke couldn't stop fidgeting. flynn was about to point out your numerous glances towards the boy when she was interrupted by the blaring of the bell and its following morning rush.

“saved by the bell! if you’ll excuse us, we’ll be going now.” you exclaimed, shoving your physiology textbook into your locker. slamming the door shut elicited a yelp from alex and reggie, to which you furrowed your eyebrows in apologies. grabbing carrie's hand, you sent one sickly sweet, lethal smile luke's way before entering the halls.

“wait, y/n! your first period is this way!” julie yelled, pointing to the hall opposite of you. wincing, you walked back to see the boys frozen to their spots.

“right. love you, bye!” you whispered, giving their shoulders a squeeze. as you and carrie walked away, the two girls watched you grow smaller with distance. when you were out of sight, they whipped their heads around with apologetic sighs.

“we are so sorry about y/n! this transfer has just been really hard on her, and i guess you flirting with her girlfriend didn’t exactly…ease the situation.” julie explained, awkwardly chuckling. gripping tightly onto her backpack straps, her silence and wide eyes caused flynn to step in.

“yeah! we swear, she’s not usually like that. lesson one, just don’t flirt with carrie. but uh, we better get to class. don’t wanna be late, you know?” flynn finished, using her actor skills with ease. the boys nodded in understanding.

“yeah, of course. you guys need any help getting around?” reggie asked with a soft smile.

“nah, we got it. thanks though!” julie smiled.

“i’m flynn, if anyone asks by the way. and this is julie, we're juniors-”

“let’s go! we’re gonna be late for english!” julie sang, pulling an infatuated flynn away from the four seniors. chuckling, as soon as the coast was clear, they began making their way towards their own classes.

“dude, that was awful! what happened to the stud we all know? because that was so not like you.” bobby exclaimed, punching luke’s shoulder.

“yeah! you were all stuttery and red! and y/n ripped you to shreds! man, i wish i caught that on tape- sorry dude.” reggie apologized as the actor sent a glare his way.

“i mean, you guys have to understand that luke flirted with carrie in front of her girlfriend. we knew that this mission proved to be harder than we thought. but our only way in just got shut down. it’s officially at a whole other level.” alex explained, taking note of his friend’s unusual silence.

“but girls are just like that; it’s a possibility they’re not actually dating. you know how it is in the world, girls just gotta look out for each other. we should find out though, to be sure.” bobby shrugged.

“julie and flynn seem to be warming up to us though! i think we’d make really good friends. no offense, but julie seems like the type of person to encourage my hobby of writing country music.” reggie pointed out, glaring back at luke.

“i never discouraged you, i just wanted you to write them somewhere other than my journal! you knew it was classified!” he spoke up for the first time since his rejection to defend himself.

“luke, it’s a songbook!”

“that doesn’t make it any less classified.” the strategist rolled his eyes, clapping his hands to gain their attention once more. both boys huffed, turning to face bobby.

“guys, focus! but reggie’s right about flynn and julie. and as much as i hate to say it, maybe we can use that to our advantage. for now, we’ve got a lot to compromise.” he said.

“bobby, don’t you think that’s a bit much, even for us? this is between phantom and wilson- trevor, and maybe carrie- not you though. god, why is wilson such a common last name?! not the point i’m trying to get across, sorry. what i'm saying is julie and flynn are innocent. y/n? she’s a little questionable. but they’re just teenagers affiliated with a money launderer.” alex protested, quieting himself at the mention of money laundering. everyone went silent, understanding where he was getting at. but they also understood situations like the one they were facing now were simply part of their everyday lives.

“i know, i know. but this is all we have. months of dead ends and an infiltrated deal have led us here. we can’t let our lead go away so easily. i’m sorry guys, but you know what caleb would say.” bobby sighed, running a hand through his hair.

“use any means at your disposal.” the four muttered in unison.

“what’s the plan then?” reggie queried.

“alex, check out their schedules; send them to us and whoever’s closest to their class before lunch can check in on them. if they don’t give you an offer to join them, ask them to lunch again with the possibility y/n won’t be around. she’s currently our biggest threat standing between us and trevor. everyone got that down?” with no objections, bobby nodded in satisfaction.

“great, we’ll see you later then. keep an eye out.” clapping their backs in goodbye, the strategist turned a corner towards the stairs. with a quick salute, reggie followed suit. the two remaining boys kept on their trail, a silence consuming them as luke played with his rings.

“dude, are you sure you’re okay? you look like you’ve seen a ghost.” alex piped up, furrowing his eyebrows.

“yeah, i’m all good. it’s probably just the pre-plan jitters.” luke nodded curtly.

“you can talk to me you know. contrary to popular belief, while i can’t hold a physical conversation, i can listen very well.” the blond reassured.

“i know. nothing’s going on. really, it’s just the usual.” he shrugged. except how do i tell you that “the usual” is just me hiding a damaging secret, knowing the consequences of keeping it a secret could change the whole course of our mission as we know it?

“ah, well that’s nothing a little psychology can’t fix! i heard learning how to get into people’s heads will make you a better actor…because seriously, that performance was awful!” luke chuckled weakly. letting alex walk into class first, he composed himself before taking a seat. when the late bell rang signalling the start of today’s lesson, interesting concepts the actor normally absorbed like a sponge were thrown out the window when ultimately, his mind was consumed by thoughts of you — the fierce, determined girl from that night willing to lay down her life without a second thought.