#but thank u sm i hope this is even Slightly interesting/helpful

[user220811]

hii i saw ur crush/best friend headcanons for lo’ak and i loved them sm. i was wondering if u could do hcs where lo’ak and reader both like each other and the reader gets jealous over tsireya? what would lo’ak do if he found out?

“I see you”

Lo’ak x fem!omatikaya!reader imagine (fluff)

Please read!!! I only posted my first avatar imagine yesterday, and am now at 100 followers!! I want to thank you all so much, I am more than grateful!! Hope you enjoy :)

Sorry this ones kinda crap

I see you- “I see the love and your feelings and your soul and you mean everything to me.”

You and Lo’ak have always had a special connection, and everyone is aware of it. You also clearly like eachother, but both of you doubt that the others feel the same. When you joined them on their travel to the water na’vis, you were quite nervous with what to expect.

“What if they find us?” You ask warily.

“Well then I will protect you.” Lo’ak states.

You smile at his braveness, even though you and him both know that deep down he is just as scared. But Lo’ak loves when he gets a chance to act brave and fearless like his dad.

When you all arrived at the reefs, you were still kind of cautious, and Lo’ak saw this, so pulled you between him and Neteyam. You kept your head down, avoiding the eyes of the Metkayina. You looked away as Jake spoke to Tonowari and Ronal, and glanced at the water around you.

Thats when you spotted a girl emerging from the water. She seemed about your age, and was beautiful. Way prettier than you, you thought. You noticed how Neteyam and Lo’aks heads turned in the same direction, and seemed to linger on the same girl. Neteyam you didnt really care about looking, but you felt insecure as Lo’aks eyebrows ever so slightly raised as his eyes followed the girl, and she looked at him, too. You know you shouldnt feel this way, but you cant help it. For all you know, Lo’ak doesnt have any interest in you, not like you with him.

When she was introduced as Tonowari and Ronal’s daughter, it made you feel even worse about yourself. You weren’t anyone special back in the jungle, just a normal omatikaya na’vi. With Lo’ak being Jake’s son, you felt worried that they would have stronger connections than you and him.

You were taken away from your thoughts by a tug on your arm, and snapped out of it to focus on Lo’ak infront of you.

“Y/n, come on, they are showing us our home. Are you okay?” He says, a hint of concern in his tone.

“Yeah yeah I’m fine, come on” you reply, going ahead with your hand still in his. Lo’ak wasnt fully convinced, but decided to drop it.

Once you had settled in to your home, you were all called to the water, to learn the ways of the Metkayina. You stayed beside Lo’ak, as you were lead to the rocks by the water, by Tsireya and her two brothers. You all sat in a circle, you securely sat between Neteyam and Lo’ak.

“You must learn to slow your breathing to be able to survive under the water.”

She knelt infront of Lo’ak, and placed her hand on his lower abdomen.

“Breathe from here” she instructs

You know it is just their way of teaching, but you felt a wave of jealousy come over you. You werent the type to cause a scene, so you stayed sat down, quietly.

Once you all were able to slow your heart rate enough, you were lead to the water. Lo’ak had a sense of urgency about him as he went ahead with Tsireya, clearly going way too fast for him to handle so soon, and this made you feel deflated. You had only been there a matter of hours and already felt like Lo’ak had found someone over you. You didnt like feeling this way at all, and needed to get away from it. Neteyam, who was swimming beside you, noticed this, but before he was able to check, you spoke up.

“I dont feel all that well, I’m gonna go back.” You say, which is clearly a lie.

Neteyam could tell this, and with a quick glance to Lo’ak and the others ahead, he knew why you felt that way. But he knew you were reserved, and wouldnt tell him the truth, so didn’t want to push it.

“Do you want me to come with you?” He asks softly.

“No no its okay, you go on. Just tell the others I’ll join them another day.” You insist, and turn to swim back to shore before Neteyam could muster another word.

You were now sat down on the edge of your home dangling your feet in the water, splashing the surface with small glum kicks. Neytiri and Jake were with the girls exploring their new home and meeting the clan, so you were on your own.

That was until you heard footsteps.

“Y/n” you hear Lo’ak say as he spots you.

He sits down beside you, placing his feet in the water like you were, and shuffles up close.

“How come you didnt come with us into the sea? It was amazing!” Lo’ak says

“I uh, I didnt feel right,” you said with your head down towards the water “Just wanted to be on my own”

“Are you okay? You have seemed quiet.” He says, gently placing his hand on yours, “Have I done something?”

You look him in the eyes, his filled with concern, yours with longing.

“No, no, its just, its nothing.” You say, returning your focus to the water.

“I know its not nothing y/n, your eyes tell me different.” Lo’ak replies sincerely.

“I guess Im just worried,” you begin.

“About what?” Lo’ak ponders, scooting even closer to you.

“That you’ll forget about me.”

“Wait- what? Why do you think that?” Lo’ak questions, worry filling him.

“Lo’ak, Ive seen the way you look at Tsireya, I mean, I get it, she’s beautiful, shes talented, shes smart, shes-”

“Y/n, stop.” Lo’ak says

You stop.

“Do you think I like Tsireya?” He asks, looking you deep into your eyes as you look up towards him.

“Well its kind of obvious” you painfully chuckle.

“Y/n, I dont like Tsireya.”

You look at him confused, and he shakes his head with a laugh, looking down at his lap for a second.

“Y/n, its always been you.” Lo’ak states. You are taken by surprise, and Lo’ak notices this. He grabs both your hands, and hold you close.

“Y/n, I see you.”

[kkukkung]

Annie what are your favourite makeup products! You always look so good!

scrmeams thank u sm i...... i rly use the same 5 products every day jfdgkgf even though i’ve hoarded so much makeup over the years???? im rly lazy and if i bother wearing makeup i generally do it in like under 15 minutes bc i sleep in too much... ill list the products i use the most often under the cut!

i usually use bb cream bc it’s easy to apply, i like the entire holika holika petit bb cream line (esp bc it’s... cheap...) but i like shimmering for the high spf and clearing bc it’s a bit more matte!! for foundations sometimes i use make up for ever’s ultra hd foundation (pricy but Good n comes in so many shades) and some etude house ones like stay up and double-lasting...

uhhhh i use benefit’s majorette cream blush like every single day bc it’s exactly the kind of orange i rly like... i also use it as eyeshadow sometimes bc im rly lazy n cosplaying a cheeto is my favourite look

i use etude house eyeshadows the most,, i have the palettes juice bar (which i use the most often bc, again, i like to splatter orange shit onto my face) and pink skull which also has some rly nice colours :000, i also rly love two faced’s bon bons and sweet peach palettes... both gifts... honestly nice palettes are kind of wasted on me bc i only use like 2 colours max at any given time

a fave is too cool for school’s art class for rodin shading and highlight!!! the highlighter lit makes u glow in the dark and i like the contour palette bc it’s pretty light (most contour palettes r way too dark for my skin) and u can build it to ur liking

i use innisfree and etude house eyebrow pencils the most bc they’re cheap and they Work!!! but honestly sometimes i don’t even bother w my eyebrows bc i have a fringe so no1 can see them anyway?

im one of the only ppl in the world who likes benefit’s push up eyeliner??? bc it’s very very heavy duty and once it goes on... it... doesn’t come off... some ppl hate the application tho bc the shape of the brush is kinda weird n the click rotation is prone to accidents. also kat von d’s tattoo liner! but generally i just use a creamy pencil/automatic eyeliner like, etude house or tony moly ones :0

i generally use lip tints bc i will have to Eat sometime throughout the day and i have all the etude house water tints,,,, also i rly love peripera lip tints! i like innisfree’s lip tint balms (esp the orange shades i rly just use orange productsjkkjgjkjsk)

3ce’s lip sticks r... 2 die for... i have this mini set and all the colours r so so so gorgeous... my fave

aaand i use skinfood’s peach sake silky finish powder,,, i got it like 2 years ago and i use it all the time but i still haven’t made it to the end of one???

but generally my daily makeup consists of 1) any concealer 2) bb cream 3) blush+eyeshadow 4) eyebrows 5) some water-based lip tint and 6) setting powder... that’s it lol

[leviiattacks]

ceo levi falling in love?

author note :: THIS WAS SM FUN TO WRITE?? levi in the modern world is just always enjoyable for me. anyways it’s just lots of shy ceo levi and secretary reader :-) as always requests are open feel free to stop by !! :D word count :: some how i got to 2.4k,,,, i promise it was an accident it doesn’t feel that long 

levi falls in love slowly. he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it until he looks at you one day during a company meeting and is unable to understand why he can’t take his eyes off you

usually he’s able to shift his focus away but he’s stuck in place despite his efforts to look away

the entire meeting is him occasionally humming his approval at all the proposals and prospective business plans being presented to him

when, truly he is NOT listening at all. he’s trying to figure out when the hell and why the hell he began to feel this way for you.

it gets to a point where he’s so distracted over it he ends the team meeting early

everyone in the room exchanges worried glances between each other.

mr ackerman, letting them leave early? that’s a first but HEY!! they’ll take it!!

as everyone disperses out of the room he’s sitting with his back hunched in his plush office chair when he then comes to the realization that he has no idea when he did fall for you,,,,, it just sorta happened????

well, you are basically around him 24/7 and help him with everything but, his newfound feelings still catch him by surprise

at first he’s scared. the feeling is odd and the way his chest tightens as he speaks to you doesn’t feel right at all.

“any specific type of tea for today?” you ask waiting for his response

the rope squeezes at his heart and he squirms around a little.

“u-um, the usual is just fine”

WHY DID HE TRIP OVER HIS WORDS...??

WHY...????

but AGAIN he ignores it, he knows it’s for the best if he doesn’t get emotionally involved with you.

for the record, levi’s definition of emotionally involved is dating you, he doesn’t know that despite not dating you he is very much still emotionally involved with you

he’s pretty good at hiding his feelings though and the fact he likes you goes unnoticed by literally everyone

well, it does stay that way for a little while

that is until someone else expresses interest in you.

it’s a normal friday evening but for some unknown reason he can’t stop himself from clenching his jaw when he walks past you and overhears jean the new head of marketing ask if you’re single

levi is stood behind you and turns to hand his chilling stare to jean who slowly notices. he looks like his knees are about to buckle. “?,&:£:& sorry for asking,,, i’ll...... get going......”

levi just grunts in annoyance glaring at him even as he scurries out the hallway.

you turn to look at him and happily smile “ahhh thank you, i didn’t know how to turn him down he just joined the team so you know, it was weird he asked that”

levi just nods and tells you to get back to work and he hears you squeak out a “yepyepyep!!!”

levi is also very in denial about the way he feels

one day it’ll be “yeah i like y/n” the next it’s “no i do not...that is literally SO stupid. me??? in love?? never.”

also, when you accidentally brush past his skin he can’t help but tense up slightly and look anywhere but where you’re touching him

one time you place a hand on his forehead to check on his temperature because you do not trust him to be honest about having a fever

the scent of your vanilla perfume it’s sweet and simple but it makes him feel incredibly shy for no reason at all

GOD.

he feels like a stupid flustered school boy

ALL THIS OVER SOME PERFUME??

the man can’t even handle looking you in the eye. he’s reading his paperwork acting as nonchalant as possible when he’s really just freaking out

is my forehead sweaty?

fuck, fuck, fuck how do i look up close?

his thoughts are so jumbled up he doesn’t know how to respond to you when you ask if he’s really doing okay

“your cheeks are bright red, maybe you do have a fever?” you’re frowning and rummaging through your bag hoping to find something to help his pounding headache

but all he’s doing as he sits at his desk is nervously opening and closing his pen by the lid

he can’t tell if his face is red because he’s ill or because he likes you

and it’s driving him CRAZY??

wait a second.

does he like you? or does he like-like you?? or does he lo- no he does not love you that is absurd

what really cements his feelings for you is the day he’s unable to reel his mouth back in.

he just starts rambling about everything that has been stressing him out recently

the new company merger, developing new product designs, reviewing humongous stacks of paperwork, attending all these long meetings

he is being driven to his breaking point and you stand there taking it all in

“hey, take the day off.” your soft voice cuts him off mid sentence and he looks at you like you just told him to curl up into a ball and die

take a day off???? he does not have the time to take a day off??

he assumes you’re frustrated by his behaviour and begins to apologize. “i’m sorry that was unprofessional i shouldn’t have don-”

“i’ll finish the paperwork. your next meeting is scheduled for tomorrow. it’s okay to take a breather.” you pick up the stack of documents and move to transfer them over to your desk

but levi is persistent.

he stands in your way and you look at him expecting him to step out

“there is no need for that.” his tone is firm but you’re still defiant

“it’s my job as your secretary to alleviate your workload.” you don’t even spare him a glance and he feels like he’s burdening you now

sure, you are his secretary but allowing you to complete all that work on your own is ludicrous

waltzing around him you beeline towards your desk but again he steps in your way interjecting your path

“lev-”

your face morphs into a mortified expression and you panic, you did not just call him by his first name AT WORK

“i mean,” [insert an anxious yet deliberate cough] “mr ackerman.”

“listen, i understand you’re very stressed sir but i’ll finish the work off so please rest up. you need to be refreshed for tomorrow’s company dinner with the investors.”

you’re pleading he takes your advice but all he can do is blink in confusion

you would do that for him???

are you really just diligent and caring or,,, does he maybe have a chance at asking you out?

but again as quick as the idea enters his head it leaves.

asking you out sounds absurd to him, you deserve way better than someone like him

levi is having another one of his jealous moments

you’ve latched yourself onto reiner braun’s arm at the company dinner and he turns away frustrated

you look really pretty

like,,, sUPER pretty

like,,, drop dead gorgeous

he clears his throat when you both make eye contact

you perk up a little and your hand raises to wave at him but levi is so horrible at interacting with you he ends up ignoring you completely...

the pit of fire in his stomach flares up when he hears reiner compliment you, he’s surprised you even accept it and thank him

now, levi is not annoyed because you don’t deserve the compliment.

no, no, no you deserve all the compliments under the sun as far as he’s concerned but what the hell does “you look way better than normal.” even mean??

he thinks you look pretty every day so he’s just a tad bit offended by it

and he only begins to realize he’s in too deep when he sees the way reiner is getting a little too handsy for his liking

he doesn’t interrupt by saying anything even though he really wants to, you seem to not mind reiner’s touch

so he won’t step in between that, it’s not even any of his business

but it certainly doesn’t stop his displeasure from being blatantly obvious and displayed on his face

“ahhh mr ackerman, if it isn’t a pleasure to see you?”

levi hears an investor greet him but his eyes are glued on you.

you’re laughing so hard at one of braun’s jokes and he feels the same flame in his stomach.

it’s rising and reaches his chest igniting once again and he narrows his eyes finally looking away

he’s not going to spare you another glance this entire evening instead he’ll occupy himself with business talk

“mr acker-”

spinning on his heel he twists around and is face to face to with one of his close sponsors erwin smith

he smiles and the two shake hands discussing new company developments and shared work stress before some how shifting to each other's personal lives

“seeing anyone?” erwin’s question makes levi stiffen and his eyes flick towards where you were just standing a while ago

you’re no longer there but he spots you a little further away now sitting alone

you look a little lost and he feels a sudden and strong magnetism

he wants to approach you to talk so badly, and as his eyes scan around the room he sees reiner occupying himself in a suggestive conversation with a lady from HR

she’s definitely trying to flirt and he’s reciprocating easily

oh, so you’ve been ditched...?

is reiner OK???

first the backhanded compliment

now he’s ditching YOU???

it makes levi feel a little angry and frustrated

he doesn’t even notice at first because he’s so deep in thought but erwin leans in to whisper in his ear. “i know that look, go talk to your crush.”

“we’re much too old for you to be using the term crush. it makes it sound childish.” levi grumbles before taking a sip from his wine glass

“i’ll go keep my secretary company. i’ve spoke to most of the other investors it should be okay.” the statement is more of a question but smith nods in response

“it’ll be more than okay, go get em’ tiger!” erwin lands a light punch onto levi’s shoulder and he grins before walking away

to levi’s disappointment he’s unable to speak to you

you end up getting dragged into conversation with some of the other employees and he doesn’t see you again

so much for talking to you, he couldn’t even get within a meters radius

he’s now out on the balcony for a breathe of fresh air, the past few hours have consisted of tedious and forced small talk with an investor’s daughter

her father has been BEGGING levi, even bribing him to consider marrying her but levi rejects every single time

there’s nothing wrong with the girl really

she’s well educated and quite pretty but... that’s all he knows about her?

AND no one beats you, even though he’s still kinda in denial about liking you

hell, not like that part matters he doesn’t even know the girl’s name what does her dad expect from him?

was it sharron? shana? he forgot her name as soon as it was said 

much to levi’s dismay he hears an unexpected giggle behind him and then an arm slinks over his shoulder, the investor’s daughter has followed him out and is now pressing her chest against him awaiting a reaction

frankly, he wants to push her off BUT he’ll be in big trouble and lose a key sponsor if he handles this incorrectly

“could you please distance yourself?” he tries to intimidate the younger girl away with the bitter tone of his voice but it only seems to motivate her

“feisty one aren’t you?” she’s looking up at him through her lashes and her poor attempt at looking appealing only makes levi internally face palm

her index finger is drawing circles into his tie and he feels his breath hitch due to how uncomfortable she’s making him

“please move.” he requests for her to listen once again and he’s now taken a step back but she only follows and keeps her firm grip on his tie

she doesn’t seem to be letting up and there’s nothing he can really do about it.

he guesses he’ll just wait till she gets bored but the time passes at an excruciatingly slow rate

in this fifteen minute duration she’s played around with his hair which has SERIOUSLY annoyed him because he took time to style it

and he thought it looked pretty cool

now she’s only pushed and pushed further and further into his chest and he can feel her hot icky breath hit his neck

the veins in his forehead are twitching in expanding irritation and he doesn’t know how much more of this he can tolerate

“you’re making him uncomfortable.” levi’s head snaps to the right and there you are still as beautiful as the last time he saw you

your arms crossed over your chest and you’re looking the girl up and down

“and who might you be?” the way she scoffs seems to be enough to piss you off because your face morphs into a scowl.

big Yikes...you’re mad

“leave him alone.”

“you must be of no importance, we have no time for-”

“step away before i make a report on the grounds of sexual harassment.”

you flip your phone out smirk plastered across your face

“it’s all been recorded. know your place.” you’re unyielding and even levi is thinking??? wow??? you know how to not be nice??? because well, he’s never seen you this mad 

just as you expect she barges out in a fury (not before flicking you off), you’ve left her brimming with rage and you feel rather proud of yourself

you release a content sigh

“do i get a raise for saving you or what?” you dryly jab 

he’s always loved your straightforward jokes, they align perfectly with his blunt humour

he murmurs his appreciative thanks

“are you enjoying yourself?” he asks the question eager to know what your answer is

it’s another way he knows he’s falling way too deep for his liking

he never asks anyone else these trivial questions

“enjoyable. although reiner is a little.” you pause to find the correct words

“he just made me a little uncomfy, he’s very extroverted so i felt out of place. thankfully he’s preoccupied himself elsewhere.” the same lonely look from before returns to your face 

yeah, it is kinda sucky to have your date ditch you

“you don’t have to tolerate-” levi starts then stops.

you’ve leant in to hear him after saying you can’t hear much over the hustle and bustle from inside

“the- i mean- what i’m trying to say is” he looks at you completely stunned trying to piece together what he wants to say

wOWIE!!!! you literally look so stunning up close he can not formulate a sentence, he has officially LOST IT

the words he say next fly out of his mouth after a lengthy internal struggle “fuck. what i’m saying is, what i mean is, you could always come as my date next time.”

now you’re the one looking at him stupefied.

again, he’s looking anywhere but at you

the closest he gets to it is taking a glimpse of your dress,

it’s black and suits you well with the little ruffles and all.

“i’d love that.”

the tips of his ears grow red in embarrassment but... YOU ACCEPTED???

NOW. levi is giddy on the inside but makes no move to make it obvious instead he opts to scratch his neck and give you an awkward thumbs up

you take note of his body language and the possible realization dawns on you

but you can’t really tell if it’s the doing of alcohol

either way you grab onto his suit and begin to lead the way back into the main hall

“may as well start being my date now? not like reiner’s coming back any time soon” he can’t see your face but he can tell you’re smiling as you speak

levi’s cheeks are bright red but he thanks the chilly night air and darkness for hiding the way he’s reacting

he won’t confess just yet, it’s too early and again he’s in major denial but when staring at the hand that holds onto his suit jacket his heart tingles a little

more like a LOT...

but really whatever it is the two of you have got going on right now it weirdly makes the both of you feel weak at the knees

to be honest, levi enjoys it

and so do you :-)

[haikyuuthots]

can i get a Tsukishima Kei X reader hurt/comfort fic? ty! love ur works sm :)

Hurt feelings - Tsukishima Kei

Pairing: reader x Tsukishima Kei

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: curse words, some arguing, but there’s fluff at the end!!!

Synopsis: You’re his person, the last thing he wanted to do was hurt your feelings.

A/n: thank u for requesting babe & thank u for liking my stuff, means so much to me!! Tsukishima is my main boo, I always love writing for him 😌. I hope you like this 💕

Masterlist

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You weren’t trying to be clingy, that’s the last thing you’d ever want to be, but it feels like you haven’t seen your boyfriend in weeks, which is weird because you guys literally live together.

Tsukishima, just started working at a museum, and you worked as a barista in a small cafe. Lately, you haven’t been able to see him much, because you worked mornings and he worked afternoons. So whenever you were coming out he was barely going in, meaning that you’d only have a brief greeting. It’s weird how much you’ve missed him, even though he wasn’t really gone.

Finally today, you both had your day off from work, but Tsukishima has been stuck all day in his desk doing homework/late work he hasn’t finished, he was still very new at trying to juggle schoolwork and real work.

You couldn’t help but feel a bit frustrated, you want to be near him and hang out with him, because it feels like you haven’t had a real conversation with him in forever.

You peek over your shoulder for what felt like the 100th time today. Your boyfriend is still in his seat, with a stressed expression on his face while he continues to scribble down information. You contemplate whether or not you should try to convince him to take a break. You knew how agitated Tsukishima could get whenever he was stressed like this, and the last thing you wanted to do was bother him any further.

After thinking about it for a minute you finally decide to talk to him, in attempts of trying to help him relax. You walk over to his desk, and you’re now standing behind him.

Tsukishima feels your presence but decides to ignore you, not wanting to engage in any conversation until he was done doing this work. You lightly place your hand on his neck,

“Baby” you coo.

“Hmm?” He hums out. His eyes never leaving the paper

You gently wrap your arms around him, and place your chin on his shoulder “you need a break.” You quietly say

“Y/n. Not now.” Tsukishima, lightly takes you off of him, pushing you to the side a bit.

You’re a bit hurt from his actions, you knew he was stressed, but could it hurt him to at least feign interest?

“Tsukishima. You’ve been at it for hours, just take a small break. we can eat, you haven’t eaten all day.” You say, your voice sounding a bit more frustrated than before

Tsukishima slams his pencil on the desk “god dammit y/n I said not now!” He briefly yells out

You’re taken aback by his tone. You were looking out for him, so why was he yelling at you for that? Quickly your attitude changes from a caring girlfriend to an upset one

“Why are you yelling at me?? I’m looking out for you! God dammit we haven’t had alone time in weeks and now that we finally do, you can’t even sit down with me for 5 fucking minutes for one meal!”

Tsukishima turns around, and is now facing you, “this is what it’s about? You’re fucking lonely?” He lets out a sarcastic laugh “you’re so annoying. I have a shitload of work to do, and you’re bothering me with this bullshit?”

His words sting you, you’d expect he’d miss you as much as you missed him, but hearing his mocking tone, hurt your feelings

“Stop it Tsukishima. You’re being mean.” You try your best to hold back tears

“Oh my god.” He rubs his hands against his face “are you really doing this right now?” He’s looking up at you, with an unamused face “fuck, I don’t have time for this. Go cry about it somewhere else, I don’t care.”

You couldn’t believe how incredibly rude he was being. Of course you knew Tsukishima and you knew how mean he could be, but he’s never once dismissed your feelings. Any time you’d tell him, he was being too mean he’d always apologize and hold back, but now he was doing the complete opposite.

“You’re a fucking asshole!!” You yell out, storming out of the room and slamming the door behind you.

You’re beyond hurt with his behavior, you didn’t even want to be under the same roof as him. Quickly you head over to get your car keys grabbing your nearest sweater, you make your way out the front door.

Tsukishima’s body jolts up the second he hears the front door close. In an instant, he makes his way to the living room, when he notices that you’ve left he quickly runs after you. Unfortunately you were already in the car, and even though he tried to stop you from driving off, you did anyway.

“FUCK!” He yells out, as he slowly loses sight of you

You’re doing your best not to cry as you drive away, noticing Tsukishima’s standing body get smaller the further you go.

You had no idea where you were headed, all you knew was you needed space, because the anger you felt towards him at the moment was something you never wanted to feel.

Tsukishima quickly runs into the house, instantly grabbing his phone to dial your number. The first two times it goes directly to voicemail, but you finally pick up the third.

“WHERE ARE YOU GOING?” He yells out, you can hear the desperation in his voice, but you were too upset to care

“You told me to go cry about it somewhere else right? So don’t fucking worry bout it. It’s none of your concern.” And with that you hang up.

“FUCK” Tsukishima angrily throws his phone across the room, “ARE YOU FICKING KIDDING ME?” He smacks his hand on the kitchen counter, trying to release the built up frustration.

Resting his elbows on the counter, he buries his hands in his face “I fucked up.” He whispers to himself, in absolute regret

He didn’t want to hurt your feelings, he didn’t mean anything he said. He missed you, of course he did, but juggling work and school, was tearing him up, unknowingly the change in routine was making him bitter, but he knew you had nothing to do with it. He hated himself, for hurting the only person that brought him peace.

He walks over to pick up his phone, and he begins typing on the now slightly cracked screen

“I’m so fucking sorry. Please come back whenever you’re ready. I don’t deserve you, and I know that but I love you. I love you so much, i don’t want you to go. Please, just come back y/n. I’ll be waiting for you.”

2 hours later, Tsukishima finally hears the front door open, and he instantly runs to it.

You walk in, your eyes a bit swollen , and your face a little red

Tsukishimas heart breaks at the sight, feeling angry at himself knowing that he’s the reason you look like that.

He quickly runs over to you, engulfing you in a tight hug. You don’t reciprocate.

“Baby.” He breathes out, still squeezing you. “I’m so fucking sorry. I’m such an asshole.” He continues speaking “you deserve so much better, someone who won’t hurt you the way I did.”

He’s trying his best to choke back tears, his voice cracking a bit “but I love you. I love you so much, I let out my frustrations on you and you didn’t deserve it, but please, don’t leave me.”

You finally wrap your arms, around him as you let small tears fall form your face. “Tsukki- it’s ok-“

“No” he cuts you off, “it’s not okay, it’ll never be okay. I shouldn’t have talked to you like that.”

You’re finally looking up at him, and you place your hand on his cheek “you’re right. it wasn’t okay, but you know that and that’s important.”

He leans his forehead on yours, “can I kiss you?” You nod your head yes and seeing that, Tsukishima connects, his lips to yours. The kiss was full of love, and passion. In a swift move he picks you and you wrap your legs around his waist. Walking you over the couch he sits you on his lap and he briefly pulls away.

“You’re so beautiful.” He says as he stares lovingly into your eyes “of course I missed you. You’re the only person I look forward to seeing every day.”

You lightly smile at his words as he continues speaking

“I hate not spending time with you.”

You once again lean your forehead on his as you lightly caress his face, looking into his eyes you respond “do me a favor, if you ever feel overwhelmed please just tell me, so we never have to fight like this again.”

“I promise.”

With that you kiss him again, wrapping your arms around his neck.

As you two pull away, Tsukishima breaks the subtle silence. “So what does my pretty girl want to do? I’m here for you all day, fuck that extra work.”

You smile brightly “I just want to be with you Kei, doesn’t matter where.”

“I know where we can go.”

You look up at him an amused expression on your face “you do? Where?”

“You’ll know when we get there.”

You both change into different clothes, and get ready to drive out. It was only a 10 minute drive from your house. When you arrive, your heart flutters the second you recognize the area.

You both were standing in the middle of a field in the park. The sky was filled with stars and the pond next you was sparkling.

You look up at Tsukishima, smiling

“Is this-“

“Where we had our first kiss?” He cuts you off “yeah.”

You look around as you’re reminded of the special memory.

“This place is special to me, because I was with you.”

“Kei.” Your heart flutters at his words, he was never one to explicitly express how he was feeling, so listening to him made you feel happy.

“I just want you to know, that no matter what I say or do, or don’t say or do. You matter to me.” He’s not looking at you as he speaks, but you just know every word he said is genuine.

“I love you Kei.”

Tsukishima finally looks down at you, leaning his face closer to your he speaks

“I love you too.”

Now kissing him under the stars, in the same place you first realized you truly loved him, you can easily say that even though you fight and disagree, he was your person, your soulmate, there was no doubt about it.

[pyro-doll]

hello there! I saw your request are open and i’m really interested in it soo,, I like to request kaeya x gn!reader short fic + taking care of readers when they’re injured or sick (as in like fever or such). Thank you very much, have a pleasent day/night ahead!

Omg i am a sucker for one person taking care of the other while they're sick it's just so soft. And I love kaeya sm. Ty for requesting, I hope you enjoy. 💕

Ahaha btw when I saw ur name in my inbox I went AH bc you are, so swag, and I literally love ur writing sm HELLO?!!!!🎀💫 All of the love to u my friend. sorry it took so long but hopefully I did you well.

Kaeya x Sick!Reader

Summary: Pretty much what the request said! Reader is sick and kaeya comes to comfort them and help them get some much needed sleep.

Content/Warnings: Fluff, kisses, sick reader

Reader Pronouns: Not mentioned / Gender Neutral

A/N: Everytime I write kaeya I'm reminded just how much I am in love with him. This took way too long j,, the past week I've had 0 time to write I'm so sorry

(More content below cut! 🎀💫)

Sleep evaded you, as you drew the covers back over yourself knowing you would get too hot soon enough and throw them off once again. You were lucky not to have been more injured traversing in dangerous territory like Dragonspine, and it was good fortune you could handle yourself well. Despite the luck you had to navigate the frosty slopes escaping from a couple cryo Abyss mages without serious fault, at the moment all you were feeling was dejected and painfully tired.

Having gotten struck by one of the mages you had been left with an injury to your right leg, and cryo induced fever which was doing absolutely nothing to help your mood. Either way, you would have been bed ridden but with the way you went from feeling too cold to too hot in minutes you couldn't even sleep. So you lay, restless and shivering as your eyes pulled closed hoping for a sleep that still did not come.

Soon the focus on your predicament was broken by a quiet knock on your bedroom door you rolled over peering at the door which was slightly Ajar and spotted your boyfriend who was leaning against the door frame. Upon making eye contact with you through the small space he pushed the door open taking in the huddle of blankets on the bed that was his significant other.

"You're not asleep?" He said with a chuckle as he gracefully stepped into the room. He squinted when you ignored him and followed your eyes to his hands. Kaeya was holding a cup of tea, he had just finished making it as was evident from the steam still rising off the surface. He raised it at you questioningly and you pushed your arms out from the blanket reaching out, signaling you wanted the cup in his hands.

"What's the magic word Y/n?" He teased holding the tea out of your reach. He had made it for you, but of course couldn't resist the chance to tease you. Besides, perhaps some joking would make you smile. He always seemed to crack more jokes when you were under the weather.

"Not now Kaeya-" you said with a groan. Usually you had the energy for his antics and would banter back but you were simply too tired. He raised an eyebrow at you and you grumbled something before giving him a very dry: "Please."

He smiled in approval and set the glass down beside you, arranging the pillows in a comfortable position behind you as you sat up to reach the glass. You gingerly grabbed it, making sure it wasn't too warm and to your delight it was the perfect temperature. Bringing the cup to your face you took sniff at the drink and caught a faint whiff of your favorite tea. Whatever sickness plagued had unfortunately stunted your smell for the time being but it was recognizable nonetheless.

You took a sip, the tea soothing your aching throat. Kaeya sat down on the edge of the bed and turned towards you asking once again; "It's rather late, why aren't you asleep yet. Waiting for me perhaps?" He flashes a signature charming smile at the last bit and you giggled.

"In your dreams." You said with humor. "I just couldn't get comfortable and... Well yeah I guess I was waiting for you a bit." You took another sip of tea and Kaeya's smile softened.

The man brushed the back of his palm against your forehead, frowning a bit at the apparent warmth. Taking your free hand he gently rubbed your palm with his thumb. His hands were cooler than yours and the slight relief from the heat was welcome as you gently squeezed his hand.

"Thanks for the tea." You sighed setting the cup down on the table again. You leaned back against the pillows only feeling a bit better. You hated being sick, you felt so useless and stiff all the time. Kaeya was well aware of this as he lifted up the covers and crawled into bed next to you. He was careful taking notes of how you lay as to not accidentally touch your injury.

He hummed and brushed off your thanks. "It was nothing. Just remember I'm here if your need anything else." He leant over kissing the top of your nose making you scrunch your face. This made him laugh and you poked his side reproachfully.

"No kisses Kae, you might get sick." You said weakly, voice still hoarse despite the tea.

"Okay okay, no kisses then." He leaned back away from you, keeping his eyes trained on you as your expression fell slightly at the sentiment. To be honest, you had expected him to fight back more against that.

"Well, maybe a few kisses..?"

Kaeya would usually have burst out laughing but could only manage a small chuckle seeing how tired and worn out you look. "All you had to do was ask n/n." He said kissing your cheek this time, relishing in the way you leaned into him, face lifting.

You pressed into him head resting on his chest and he brought his arms around you, rubbing your aching shoulders and back. His expression was soft, a look saved only for you as he adjusted himself in the bed so you would be more comfortable.

"Now angel, don't go falling asleep on me." He joked and he felt you give a quiet laugh against him.

"Was that not your goal?" You nuzzled into him and he laughed giving you another kiss, to the top of your head this time. His arms felt so comfortable against you, the slight weight relieving some of the tension in your fatigued muscles. You could feel the difference in how he held you when you were sick. It was softer, less playful as he pulled you close yet still not to tight.

"Guilty as charged." He said and you laughed more genuinely this time, meeting his eyes to catch the soft smile on his lips. Something in his gaze felt off as he brought one of his hands to gently press your head against him, keeping his fingers in his hair. "Just, be more careful next time."

The playful tone in his voice was gonna as he whispered the words to you. Ah, so that was it. You thought. He must have been worried, after all you weren't able to send a message to him when you got back in your condition, receiving news to come see you in the cathedral had made Kaeya jump to a number of conclusions. He had lost everything before and he didn't want it to happen again.

"Yeah.." you murmered as sleep starting catching up to you. "I'll be more careful from now on."

Kaeya nodded nestling his chin on your shoulder as he moved you into a better sleeping position. Sure you hated being sick, but it never hurt to let your boyfriend dote on you.

NOTES

I really was about to talk about Diluc here. On a KAEYA post? Ridiculous. My diluc brainrot is so strong.

Anyways I would kill for a hug from kaeya I just, think it would be so comforting and say 1000 words he could never say normally,, hhbnnga

[isagisyoichi]

congrats on 100 !! can I request 14 + isagi😜😜

EVANGELINE'S 100 EVENT ⭐️ (NO LONGER TAKING REQUESTS)

ISAGI + PROMPT FOURTEEN, "YOU KNOW I HAD A CRUSH ON YOU, RIGHT?"

CHARACTERS INCLUDED: isagi yoichi

WARNINGS: manager for their high school team!au (is that even a real thing idk just know you're their manager) also pretend they all go to the same school bc plot and swearing bc yes also italics are someones thoughts

A/N: i always do the most for isagi's requests i'm sorry y'all the favoritism is real and evident but user yoichisagis cannot simply help it but also thank you sm <333 i hope u like :]

"you guys were really having a heated discussion about that?" you laugh. "i can't believe you all care so much about who on the team i potentially had a crush on."

(but if you're being honest, you're actually a bit flattered that the team finds your love life to be this interesting.)

"it's not like i brought it up!" isagi defends from his place next to you on the metal bench you two sat yourselves on. "plus, everyone else was talking about it, too!"

"so, you're basically admitting you participated, too, right?" isagi's eyes go wide and avoid eye contact with yours as he says nothing. "i'll be taking that as a yes," you joke. "well, now i'm intrigued. who do you think you think i may or may not have liked then, isagi?"

he thinks for a little. "i would say nagi. you guys have always gotten along well," isagi answers, his tone a little bit more bland than earlier, and his face twisting into a slightly disdainful expression. he doesn't mean to suddenly become a debbie downer but, if he's being frank, trying to guess which of your friends your crush has liked isn't an activity that isagi really considers to be "enjoyable."

you snort a little at his reply. "you literally could not be more wrong."

"huh?"

"i mean like, nagi's nice and all but, you know i had a crush on you, right?"

isagi's eyes look like they're about to burst out of his head. "really?" he asks in disbelief, still trying to figure out if he heard that right.

"yeah. i liked you from the day we met and you tripped on your shoelaces during tryouts," you reminisce with a giggle while isagi's face gets red all over from embarrassment at the memory.

"god, don't remind me," isagi groans. "i looked like a total dumbass in front of everyone."

"it's nothing to be ashamed of," you reassure. "i actually thought you looked cute," you admit. "like you do right now."

"right now?"

"yeah, i guess my crush on you never really went away," you hum, looking up at the sky as if nothing ever happened. isagi's envious of your ability to function as per usual after you basically just confessed to him. he's about to lose his shit, and he's not even the one who admitted their feelings.

"oh," isagi exhales, using everything in him to attempt to keep his cool like you did. "that's good. mine never did, either." you tear your head away from the sunset, and swiftly look back at isagi, with your own look of disbelief on your face this time. you honestly weren't expecting that as his answer.

you swallow apprehensively. "really?" you question timidly, as you look down at the ground, finding it hard to make eye contact again. you're really cute when you're nervous, he thinks with a smile.

"yeah." with your aloof facade fading, isagi uses the opportunity to inch his hand towards your slowly, lacing his fingers with yours.

and although you're surprised at the sudden contact, you ultimately return his actions and grip his hand tighter, scooting closer to him, and laying your head on his shoulder. you smile back at up him fondly, and he does the same with you, a blush of adoration painting his face this time.

you two continue watch the sunset together in silence, enjoying each other's company in the simplest way, both of you feeling like nothing could ruin the moment you two have waited so long for.

"HEY, I CALLED IT!!! THEY LIKED ISAGI!!!! I'M A GENIUS AND YOU GUYS ALL OWE ME!!!!"

well, except maybe that.

[sapphic-sasuke]

So i was watching those fillers about kakashi’s anbu days and an question came to my mind Why did tachi directly choose to kill the clan instead of trying to warn their parents and/or the uchiha clan first did he think they were too prideful to back down or completely leave the village or maybe he didn’t trust his OWN family

I mean if i was in that kinda of a situation (or heck even in any kinda of situation) the first thing I would’ve done; go to mom dad warn them/ask them what should i do, what should ‘we’ do and cannonically speaking itachi was 13 at the time and fugaku really seemed to be the most reasonable person to go to(while other uchihas were unnecessary being harsh to civilians during taking them into custody fugaku was the one to warn them) so itachi either, A) was kinda of an idiot who didn’t really think things through (wich I don’t think so cause he was supposed to be a genius at the very least a very smart person) or B) he was so arrogant thet he thought (an exceptional 13yo kid A FUCKING CHILD) he might be more suited and experienced! to handle the coup instead of going to his parents and I know ppl say that he got manipulated n stuff but c’mon wasn’t he basically the king of manipulation I don’t understand how he couldn’t thought anything besides killing everyone, wouldn’t taking sasuke and running should’ve been an option to what do you think

Also sorry for the long ass ask and I just realized ur one of my favorite fics authors i hope u update looking for forgiveness soon didn’t read such a good fan fic in a while i like ur writing sm <3

HI!! don’t ever feel sorry for long asks i love reading long stuff . and AHHH WOW thank you so much i do plan to update my fic very soon. the chapters almost done but i had some rly funky writer’s block hope u like it <3

no ur so right anon the way itachi handled the massacre was so strange? and that’s why i like to headcanon that itachi had a really strained relationship with his parents (albeit slightly better with fugaku) where he never came to them with any of his emotions/problems growing up and internalised that until the massacre. i think the second option is more probable. we know he didn’t like most of the clan members and we even see him fighting some. what with all his achievements as a shinobi and his anbu status, itachi seems like the kind of person.

i think taking sasuke and running away would have halted the coup, with the clan heir and second son gone, however i am of the belief that the coup would have been inevitable. maybe due to strained relations or danzo’s machinations, konoha doesn’t help out much with trying to find itachi and sasuke and that increases tensions even further. we know that uchihas love fiercely and it could even lead to the clan more determined to go forward with the coup and then use further resources to find sasuke and itachi. it seems like a short term solution to marginalisation that’s been simmering for decades. it’s a far better alternative to him outright committing genocide however.

maybe itachi did think telling them he was being pressured into killing the clan would have gone badly. he’s very against the coup and has made this clear with his antagonistic actions after shisui’s death. i’m almost certain people in the clan didn’t trust him at all. he was definitely of the belief that more vocal members of the clan would use that as a further incentive to go ahead with the coup, even kill danzo and the elders. (danzo’s root however would be a major obstacle)

i think fugaku would have listened to itachi though. the uchiha coup is one that could be interpreted as a last ditch retaliation from a clan who were shoved to a corner. fugaku clearly loves the village—the coup was intended to be bloodless if it went according to plan. the elders wouldn’t even be aware of it if itachi stayed silent. (but i do think the other clans would not support an uchiha hokage because their reputation worsened after the kyuubi attack) and let’s be real, the elders were insanely corrupt. (but I am of the belief the corruption is only possible because of the shinobi system in place but then that’s a whoooole other topic) itachi’s spy status already puts him as a traitor to the clan which would be a huge betrayal for fugaku who believed in itachi when others didn’t. itachi would be disgraced by his people for even being considered as someone who would be asked to kill them, you know? in that sense, itachi must have seen everything as a lose-lose scenario and went with the option that wouldn’t hinder konoha that much and as such the “peace”

leaving the village is an interesting option. i feel like unless the uchiha clan find a secure place to hide (they do have those hideouts) that ultimately konoha is the safest bet for them at the moment but the possibility of even konoha being unsafe is very real with the threat of danzo. the fact that the elders even considered genocide shows the uchiha’s standing in konoha. hidden villages must have loads of safety measures in place to stop shit like kidnappings for bloodline limits (hinata’s kidnapping attempt was only possible to happen because of the treaty being signed) and state secrets, that i’m sure the uchiha clan have. in short, the uchiha are way too intergreted into the village’s foundations to simply leave without repercussions. it’s interesting because they aren’t actually intergreted into the village at all. i’m sure they don’t know that many actual secrets about the village. they aren’t trusted—tobirama mentions this. but if they ever decided to turn against konoha or join another village their insight into how konoha shinobi and clans work as previous comrades would be invaluable. essentially, the only way for the uchiha clan to survive if they decide to leave would be to go into hiding, really insane crazy genjutsu hiding (which i believe is possible with such a strong clan) in that case, then Yes, the uchiha clan leaving would work. but i think itachi’s of the belief that uchiha pride would prevent them from ever considering hiding. so i’m more inclined to agree with the second option B

the genocide just doesn’t fit with a child who supposedly loves his clan. you don’t kill a clan you love for the village. moral standing aside, solving peace with violence isn’t peace. how can he call himself a pacifist but then have so much faith in the system he’s willing to kill his own people for it? i’s stupidity. there’s so many inconsistencies to itachi’s character because if he really did all of this for sasuke then why torture him? that’s unnecessary mental damage. he could invoke hatred without torture. he’s stated to have the wisdom of a kage at 7 but then makes really stupid decisions that don’t fit in with his whole master manipulator like you mentioned. with all of this ive just come to the conclusion that itachi was probably originally intended to be an antagonist but shit Happened like a popularity jump or smth and suddenly the narrative’s calling him a hero lmao, way to go against the original anti establishment themes from part 1 naruto kishi u bum

this got long really fast omg im sorry? but i hope my insight helped in some way? (or not i tend to ramble a Looooot) anyways ty for the ask i could honestly talk about the uchiha clan all day

[dinosaurtsukki]

AHHH CONGRATS ON THE MILESTONE U TALENTED BBY 😩💕 your writing really does my make my day better sm thank you 😔👍🏻 if you could be so kind to do prompts 79,199 with tsukki i would be eternally grateful 😺

THIS MESSAGE MAKES ME SO SOFT ILY ANON!! I’M GLAD I MAKE YOUR DAY BETTER! also there’s no prompt 199 so i’m assuming you meant 149,,,? also, enjoy some bartender!tsukki

Tsukishima + 79 + 149  

79. “Wow somebody needs a happy meal.”

149. “Well i mean-””

Tsukishima hated the stereotype that bartenders were there to be your friend. Especially in movies wherein the main character would slump to a bar, order a drink, actually get a drink on the house, and end up chatting with the bartender for a great deal of time and getting some marvelous insight from them. Like, no. ‘I’m here to give you your drink and your drink only,’ Tsukishima internally repeated whenever someone had the nerve to keep chatting him up even during the late hours of his shift. 

Which was why he’d often stand on the far side of the counter, away from any customers who would linger around until the bar closed, and just avoid talking to them altogether unless he had to make a drink. That was Tsukishima’s policy. Although, sometimes he made exceptions. And one of those exceptions happened to be you. 

You weren’t one of those chatty customers, actually, you were his favorite kind of customer. You stayed in the same seat at the counter, not uttering a word except for when you asked a drink, you always said ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ and ‘no problem’ when Tsukishima was backed up with orders, and you seemed to hold in your liquor quite well. The only thing that Tsukishima couldn’t help but notice was the fact that you came in three hours early, bright and excited and obviously dolled up for a date, only for the expression on your face to turn downcast when thirty minutes passed. Forty minutes in, you received a text message that probably pushed you over the edge to finally start drinking for the night.

Tsukishima was the type to mind his own business, but he also couldn’t help but scowl at the person who ditched you. It was a completely different level of discourtesy. So when you ordered your next round of shots, he couldn’t help but say something.

“Rough night, huh?” he said, taking the glass from you. Despite how much he loathed how bartenders were depicted in movies, he did pick up a few lines to say from them.

“If the Earth could split open forming a chasm straight down to Hell, I would gladly jump in,” you laughed mirthlessly, looking up at him with your chin on the table. 

“Wow, somebody needs a Happy Meal,” Tsukishima snorted, taking a fresh glass and topping it off with a generous amount of whiskey, a bit more than the regular serving size, and some ice. 

“If I needed a Happy Meal, I wouldn’t be here,” you curled your lip before blinking in surprise and shaking your head. “Sorry, that was mean of me. I shouldn’t take it out on you,” you narrowed your eyes at the name tag. “Tsushima?”

“Tsukishima,” he corrected. “And, it’s fine, I know it’s not me you’re angry at,” he said, sliding the drink in your direction with an expert flick of his wrist. “Maybe its not you who should jump into that chasm straight down to Hell.” 

“Cheers to that,” the corner of your lip turned up in a smile as you held up your glass to toast him. Tsukishima watched with mild interest as you quickly downed the contents of your glass. “Whoooo, that does the drink,” you laughed, setting the glass down. “Okay, that’s my last for tonight.” 

“Need some water?” Tsukishima offered.

“Yes please,” you said gratefully, rummaging through your purse and taking out a couple of bills. “Daamn, if I hadn’t spent so much on this useless outfit then I’d have a bit more to tip you. Well, actually I wouldn’t even be here if my friend hadn’t forced me. ‘Get out and mingle! You’re always shut in your office,’ she said. And the guy looked cute, if I’m being honest, but I guess I got my hopes up in the end,” you rambled. Normally, Tsukishima nodded his head and muted customers’ rambles, but he found himself listening to your woes. He also found it quite cute that you pretty much lacked a filter while you were drunk and you had the tendency to wave your hands around when you talked.

“Here you go,” Tsukishima pushed the glass of ice-cold water towards you. “Anything else?” 

“Well,” you wrapped your hands around the glass. “I know it’s super cliche but, any words of bartender wisdom to impart on me?”

“I do, actually,” Tsukishima found himself smirking and leaning in with both of his hands on the counter in front of you. Up close, he realized that the guy who ditched you definitely threw away his shot considering how cute you were. Your cheeks were flushed from the alcohol, your make-up was only slightly smudged around your lips, but your eyes were still sharp and watchful. 

“Fuck him.”

“Why would I fuck him when he ditched me?” you screwed your face up in disgust.

“Well, I mean--”

“What kind of bartender wisdom is that?” 

“No, I was--”

“Hah, kidding,” your face broke into a grin as you pointed a finger at him. Tsukishima closed his eyes and exhaled deeply in exasperation. Although admittedly, the cheeky, triumphant look on your face was also really cute. “Sorry, I just really couldn’t help it and the opportunity was right there. You should have seen your face,” you continued to laugh as you sipped your water.

“I’m glad something good came out of your night,” Tsukishima rolled his eyes but smiled nonetheless.

“Bartenders really have it worse, having to deal with customers like me,” you shook your head as you counted your money before placing it before you. “That should be enough, right? I’m drunk and I can’t count. Also there should be a bit extra as compensation for that joke,” you winked at him. Tsukishima felt the blood rush to his ears but kept a stoic face as he counted your payment.

“Luckily you’re not that drunk. Also, thanks for the tip,” he grinned at you. “Are you sure you don’t need it for a cab?”

“I’ve still got enough,” you pushed yourself off the stool and picked up your purse. “See you around, Tsukishima,” you waved and walked unsteadily to the door. 

“Hey!” Tsukishima called out after you just before you left. You turned your head around. “If you’re forced into another date, come back here. If you look extra sad I’ll give you a drink on the house.” 

You cocked your head to the side, thinking deeply, before smirking at him. “I prefer other places for drinks. The service here could do soooo much better.” 

Tsukishima could count the times he had genuinely laughed at a customer’s joke with one hand. This happened to be one of those times. “I agree,” he returned your smirk. And with one final wave, you left the bar.

Bartenders did have it worse, having to deal with all sorts of customers. But sometimes, it wasn’t too bad.  

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[ughgclden]

Hello Bee! Congrats on 900! You deserve it sm!! Could I get a 🍰 for either Neil Perry or James Potter pls? (You choose! :))

You already know a bit about me but I’ll just summarize myself again for ya! I’m very shy when meeting new people, but I’m very more outgoing with people I know. I’m a very kind individual, and won’t hesitate to help someone out if I can. Social anxiety in some situations. (Ex: I can order in a restaurant, but phone calls?? God no.) I love traveling to new places. Winter is my favorite season. Love going out wether it’s the mall or beach. Idk if I should include this or not, but I also have Crohn’s disease, but I don’t let it define me, and I’m actually in remission!! I do my best to push anything (other medical issues) to the side, but being chronically ill gets the best of me, yk? I try not to dwell on anything, and live a normal life.

Tysm in advance and congrats again!! <3 🎉

hi sydney!!! thank u sm omg you’re too sweet - ofc!!! i can’t decide,, so i’ll do both for you <3 so sorry this took so long!!

it was at a performance of a midsummer night's dream that you first became aware of neil perry.

you and a few friends had decided to go along on it's opening night, with the hopes of having a nice few hours watching a great performance. you'd gotten some seats a few rows from the front, a perfect view of the stage and it's set. as the lights went down and a figure made their way onto the stage, your breath caught in your throat. you certainly weren't expecting the boy playing puck to be so... beautiful, for lack of a better word. and even putting his good looks aside, the way he seemed to come alive on the stage was captivating; you couldn't remove your eyes from him the entire production. he seemed to notice you too, his eyes meeting yours as he delivered his final soliloquy to the audience. there was something about him that stuck in your mind, and you knew you would not be forgetting him any time soon. when you get home, you find your mind wandering to neil and his beautiful brown eyes, despite never having spoken a word to him.

a few days had passed, and you were wandering around the mall when you locked eyes with a very familiar face. how could you forget him? he smiled as he noticed you, muttering something to his friends before coming over to you with a friendly demeanour.

"hi." he breathed.

"hello." you responded, cheery expression on your face.

"i don't believe i got to introduce myself after the play. uh, i'm neil perry. look, this is out of nowhere and i totally understand if you say no, but could i possibly take you out on a date sometime?"

and with such an adorable expression on his face, you could hardly refuse.

when you met once again, he took you to the beach as the sun was starting to go down, painting the sky in hues of red and purple. he lay a blanket on the sand where you sat, head on his shoulder as you marvelled at the sky. you exchanged conversation, loving every new fact you found out about him.

~

winter had yet again graced hogwarts when you and james first properly crossed paths.

the snow was falling gently, catching in your hair and lashes as you wandered through the courtyard. being your favourite season, it would be wrong to not appreciate the beauty of the colder months. you’re in your own little world when a snowball collides with your back, making you whirl around to find the culprit. standing there with his mouth agape in shock was james potter.

he rushes towards you, already apologising and brushing the snow from your coat, hurriedly explaining he was trying to hit sirius ‘but the bloody bastard hid from me, and my glasses are covered in snow so i just went for your blurry figure, oh god i'm so sorry sydney.' you're a bit taken aback; after all, it was only a snowball and hardly hurt you, but james' hand was still on your back and he was looking at you for confirmation that you were okay. you were slightly nervous under his touch, but nodded with a small smile, assuring him you were fine and not to worry about it. he insisted he needs to make it up to you, offering to take you to hogsmeade at the weekend so he could buy you a butterbeer. it was definitely only to an apology for hitting you with a snowball, and not because he thought you were insanely gorgeous. not at all.

when you meet again at the weekend, the tip of his nose and ears red with the cold and an excited smile on his face you can't help but feel your heart flutter. his gryffindor scarf was wrapped tightly around his neck, some matching maroon gloves adorning his large hands that took yours almost instantly.

it was a perfect day; james was nothing short of a gentleman, buying you anything you expressed interest in and offering to order for you at the three broomsticks. he even placed his hat atop your head when he saw the tops of your ears turning red with the cold. and if you shared a kiss under a mistletoe hanging above a doorway, nobody would need to know.. <3

again. im horribly sorry about how long this took - brain went brrr - but here u go bestie!!! i hope you like it!!! <33

[keiscait]

Hi! I just wanted to say from the match-ups I have seen that you are such a great writer! If it’s not too much I was wondering if I could get a living room and bedroom matchup for a male character. If both are too much, feel free to do one whichever one you feel like you can write better. I wanna do this anon so the emoji you can use for me is: <33

Info:

Pronouns: She/Hers

Personality: I am a very goal orientated person and I can become very hard on myself sometimes if I don’t achieve things as well as I wanted to. I tend to be quiet but not shy per say. I do not have trouble talking to people and making friends and I can become very outgoing but in the friend group itself I usually keep to myself. If I am comfortable with you I will make witty remarks and make fun of you in a playful friend banter kinda way but I would like to say I am a good listener so I can get serious real quick. I am really big on trust and I used to trust too easily and now I am a bit more closed off where it is a bit harder for me to trust others.

Relationships: When it comes to relationships, I believe in communication and I haven’t had a big problem with it in the past. I wouldn’t mind a small pda such as hand holding or a small kiss here and there but nothing over the top because you gotta keep the important stuff private ya know. My love language is quality time because I tend to be really busy once school starts and so making effort to see each other even through our busy schedules is really important to keep the relationship healthy.

Hobbies: I believe that you need a good balance between work and play though so some other hobbies I have are painting (acrylic and watercolor), baking, and skateboarding. I also listen to music everyday and watch like an episode before I go to sleep if I have school but binge watch on break. I also try to game a bit too like league, minecraft, and my switch. I also like hiking and runs in the mornings before class because it really clears my head and I used to be on the swim team but I don’t competitively do it anymore.

Bedroom: I believe I would be a switch that leans more submissive. However, I am really cautious to do anything because I need to trust them to be submissive. I would consider myself very open to different kinks and what not and aftercare is a must. I’m not super into degrading because I’m sensitive af. I just would want someone who is observant with me and my body as well as someone who helps me with my insecurities. Once I’m comfortable though I definitely become a brat. Just want someone who would manhandle but still tell me i’m the prettiest girl they’ve ever met hahaha.

Zodiac: Pisces (sun), Cancer (rising), and Leo (moon)

Hogwarts house: Ravenclaw

Future Plans/ Dreams: I am working to become a biomedical engineer one day to help make medical devices to help people. Right now I am leaning towards possibly doing physical therapy and making prosthetics.

Looks: I’m 5’6/5’7 and have a medium build. I am tan kinda like a honey color with black wavy/slightly curly hair that is about at my breast length. My eyes are hazel but mainly light brown and I have pretty big doe like eyes.

Sorry if it’s too much or too little but thank you so much! and I have such respect for writers so keep being you :) HAPPY HOLIDAYS AND STAY SAFE

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Hello and welcome, my darling! So sorry for the long wait, and thank you SO MUCH for your kind words! (⌒‿⌒)❤️ Let’s get right to it then! ٩(◕‿◕｡)۶

I was reading your description, and I think the person I had in mind for you also fits your bedroom matchup!

Our lovely guest keeping us company in both rooms is...

(Runner up: Ushijima Wakatoshi)

Kageyama is a very complex character. He’s one of the few characters ever who we actually see slips back into his old bad habits every now and then, but is immediately remorseful and shows signs of him knowing better. He’s always striving for progress, and he understands more than others what it’s like to dislike your past self.

- Tobio here is somehow both incredibly observant yet so fricking DENSE

- I imagine that however it is that you two meet, he’ll be super formal at first. It’ll take a little while for a romance to build because he’s not used to opening up, and he’ll need to really trust the person for him to let his walls down

- however, as soon as you guys establish a friendship, he’d be drawn to you and how goal-oriented you are, especially since he is, too

- He’d take interest in you, notice all your little quirks, and would even find himself blushing whenever you playfully tease him

- Problem is, he has no fucking clue why HAHAH

- I love him sm but boy doesn’t know what it is to like someone

- Hinata would try to explain it to him and he’d just be like cr- cru--... c-CRUSH?? ...what is that?

- Man is in desperate need of wingman someone help him

- Anyway, once his friends get Operation: Get Tobio A Girlfriend in motion, he just turns into his pouty blushy self whenever he sees you

- The other boys will probably go overboard that he’ll be forced to take matters into his own hands

- The confession would be a damn mess but in an adorable way

- He’d 100% yell his feelings at you while pouting/blushing

- You’d have to shush him TBH 

- shush him with a kiss maybe? that’s a great way to shut him up ( 　･ิω･ิ)

- Kageyama_Tobio.exe stopped responding

- anyway I think he’d just be such a soft, protective boyfriend, especially since you’re kind of quiet

- You two would understand each other so well. He’d protect you and your quiet side, while you would help him be more relatable in order to make friends. It’s also perfect that you two are both goal-oriented, because then you’d be on the same page when it comes to co-dependence/independence. One would understand the other when it comes to pressure, deadlines, and hard work, and you’d just be super supportive of each other all the time

- I think you’re better at communicating than he is, so you may have to inform him a bit on how it should work between the two of you. He’d pick up on this really fast tho so no need to worry! Kags has got you ;)

- Dates would be really productive ones. Study dates, work dates, workout dates; anything that would be beneficial to your improvement

- Early morning hikes with Kags :’( beautiful

- He really appreciates that you’re not big on PDA because that puts a lot less pressure on himself to be someone he���s not. PLUS I imagine he’s the same as you, who really treasures the private moments between the two of you because you’re both so busy

- Once you guys have some private time, he’d take it as an opportunity to release all his pent up energy and emotions. He’d be so needy and clingy when he knows others can’t see

- ( 　･ิω･ิ) ( 　･ิω･ิ) ( 　･ิω･ิ) also u kno whassup when you guys finally get some private time ( 　･ิω･ิ) ( 　･ิω･ิ)( 　･ิω･ิ)

- I don’t think Kags is the very kinky type. He’d be a dom, but I don’t think the freaky stuff would really appeal to him, especially if it’s degradation, since the man worships you?? He’s just like... why tho 

- He may get into some stuff that emphasizes his strength, mostly how he grabs you and handles your body

- Picks up on your sweet spots really quick, and I imagine he can even deduce which parts are sensitive without you having to tell him

- Apologizes if he ever makes you uncomfortable :’( he’d just be SO tender and protective

- I don’t think he knows what aftercare is, or like the specifics of it, but I think despite that, he’d just naturally want to take care of you and check in on you afterwards. He’d ask if you’re okay, if you need anything, if you’re feeling any kind of pain, if there’s anything he can improve on. And he’d definitely scan your body for any bruises.

~

You were walking home from an exhausting day at work. 

There were more than a few setbacks today - an annoying coworker took credit for your hard work, your precisely detailed schedule wasn’t honored by others, and because of this, you weren’t able to have lunch. It was now 6:30PM. The rain poured as you waited at the bus stop. You were famished, soaked, and, quite frankly, so done with this day. 

You sighed for what felt like the hundredth time. You were so out of it today that you haven’t had the chance to check on your unread messages. Your boyfriend, Tobio, had left a few missed calls over the past hour, causing some worry. He didn’t usually call, given how busy he was all the time. You texted him first to check in.

You: Everything okay, bub?

K: Yes. Sorry about all the missed calls. Where are you right now?

Y: At the bus stop near my building. Why?

K: Which one?

K: Never mind. I see you

What? You whipped your head left and right, then saw your boyfriend’s figure standing a few meters away, umbrella in hand. He was truly a sight for sore eyes right now - he wasn’t wearing anything special, juts his usual tracksuit, but he was wrapped in a scarf and held a soft expression on his face. It was just the warmth you needed right now. He jogged over to you, closing the umbrella as he made it under the roof. 

“Hi love,” you started, “what on earth are you doing here?” A huge weight seems to have been lifted off of you.

He didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around you, rubbing your body to give extra warmth. Pulling back, he took off his scarf so that he could wrap it around your neck. 

“It’s been raining all day but I noticed you left your umbrella at home. I was hoping to catch you before you left work so that you don’t have to walk in the rain.” You couldn’t help the smile that was erupting through the exhaustion. This felt like an all new Tobio. “I guess I was a little too late, I’m sorry.”

You shook your head. “No, don’t worry about it. Thank you for thinking of me, bub.” You allowed yourself to slump onto him, wrapping your arms around his waist. You felt him loosen up, strong arms making their way around your form. You looked up at him without pulling away. Your big doe eyes stared into his blue ones, totally sinking into each other’s gaze. He planted a small kiss onto your nose. It wasn’t normal for you to be so affectionate outdoors, but right now, it seemed apt. You scrunched up your nose in response.

Had it not been for the honking of the bus, the two of you could’ve cuddled in the rain for much longer, ridding each other of the lousiness of the day.

~

I hope that was alright with you, darling! Thank you so much for trusting me with your matchup. Hope you’re having a wonderful new year so far!! Please don’t hesitate to sit and have a chat with me anytime ❤️

Thanks for stopping by! (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

[eeunoia]

An Idol’s Girl | l.ty

Note ⚠⚠⚠ : This will be my first blog so I’m sorry if it’s not good??? I really just can’t help but to write this ehe. Adios.

Summary: Y/N as a trainee and Lee Taeyong as her boyfriend. Kind of sum up everything.

This is so terrible but I can’t stop myself from writing this and posting it so rip to those who will encounter this to their newsfeeds??? hehehe. Don;t hate me tho, I’m like new to all of this so bare with me??

"To the world, NCT! Annyeonghaseyo NCT-imnida." I smiled as I watched them bow their heads in front of their fans. My eyes stared from the first boy from the left up until to the last one. They sure crowd the whole stage with all of their members.

I can say that SM Entertainment's future will really be bright because of them. With their visual like faces and their unbelievable talents, they will surely be remarkable.

Everyone's eye catching I can say that, but one man surely captured my eyes and my heart.

I smiled when he slightly caught me staring, Lee Taeyong. He was smiling while waving at their fans but when we locked our eyes, his smile disappeared for a while.

I pursed my lips as that hurt me. Why am I even surprised? And why the hell did I went here even though I know he won't be happy with it?

I sighed heavily as I slowly squished myself out of their loud fans. They were screaming and pushing each other but luckily, I made it out alive and a whole piece.

When I was already making my way out of the venue my phone rang so I fished it out from my pocket as I slightly hugged myself because of the cold breeze.

"Hello?"

"Where are you right now, Y/n? Did you make it in NCT's showcase?"

I smiled when I heard Jiguem Unnie's voice at the other line. She's a trainee from the Sm Entertainment together with me. We've known each other for years since we started training.

"Neh, but I'll be there in 15 minutes."

"Eh? Why?"

Of course she'll wonder why! The showcase is for 4 hours and I've been gone for only 1 hour.

I stayed silent, didn't really find the right words to say. I heard her heavy sigh and I knew she already figured out what happen.

"What did your asshole boyfriend did once again?"

The corner of my lips rose up not because I'm happy. But because of how I find things awful. He's my boyfriend and I'm just trying to support him.

"N-Nothing," i almost hit myself in my imagination because I stuttered.

"You know what? I can't believe why you still endure that relationship of yours with Lee Taeyong when you can just break up with him."

"I love him." that's the sad fact here. I love Taeyong but I'm not sure if he still feel the same way towards me.

We met the first time when our President wants the trainees to perform in one of the company's family concert. We were thrilled when we first heard about it. It will be the time Sm Ent. will introduce their trainees.

So all of us were gathered in one of the meeting halls to discuss about the said event. There is where I met him. I didn't like him at first because I don't like the way he makes me nervous.

With his visual that looks like he's been pulled off from an anime, he surely looks unreal. He have this sharp features that made him look intimidating.

It was hard for me to get close with him when I find it easy with the others. I'm a very friendly person and I get along with other people pretty well so I find it odd for me to feel different around him. That's when I realize I like him.

After a month of knowing each other, Jaehyun told me that Taeyong wanted to be close to me. I didn't believed it at first as I never saw him try. But then he started showing interest at me. He asked me out in coffee dates during our free days. It was fun!

Soon we slowly grew feelings for each other that pretty much led into a relationship. It was great actually. The first three months were just us showing how much we cared for one another. The management even knows about us and didn't really went against. I was close with his co-trainees as well.

We were doing fine until they started getting busy for their debut as NCT U. I was very excited for him and really rooting for his success. I knew how hardworking he is so he deserves this.

But as he slowly approach his dream, thats when we grew apart. We started hanging out less. I understand it of course. We started having big fights that led me to sleepless nights.

Our relationship went from a happy one to a dull commitment. My friends kept on telling me to just let him go because they think it's just not meant to be, but I'm just stubborn. I want to hold on. I don't know why, but I want to.

"Still no text?" I glanced over one of my co-trainee when she asked me that. She probably noticed I've been checking my phone too many times today.

I shook my head slowly and pouted my lips because of unhappy feeling that I've felt.

"Maybe he's just busy, Y/n-ah." Jiguem unnie said trying to lighten up my mood.

"I'm texting Mark, he said they're not busy today." Koeun said frankly.

I sighed heavily as it slowly sink into me. I get it! He's avoiding me. But I just don't know his reason! I can't remember that we argue about something? The last time we talk is me saying good luck for their comeback! I even let him do as he please, I don't confront him for all the days he's been so cold to me. I let that pass since I want him to focus with his comeback.

"Maybe he's cheating behind your back?" My thoughts were interrupted by one of the other trainees. We all looked at her in unison.

"(Trainee name)!" the other trainees called out her name with their warning tone. I saw how she just gave us a shrug.

I'm close to all of them and they're all just worried about me. They don't want Taeyong taking me for granted.

"What? We can't just feed Y/n lies! We have to be honest here. We all know her boyfriend is being an asshole so if he's cheating behind her back won't shock me at all." She said then rolled her eyes.

I understand her. She cares for me that's why she's like that. She doesn't want me to be hurt.

I unconsciously bit my nails as the possibility suddenly kicks in my thought. My heard thump in distress as I silently wish it won't be true. I knew for some reason that he loves me. Not as much as I probably love him but I'm sure he still loves me, right? I mean he won't stay in a relationship with me if he doesn't.

"Just confront him about it. Ask him why he's acting this way." Jiguem unnie suggested that I ended up just agreeing to. I don't have a choice because I also think that will be the best decision to do right now.

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I'm here waiting for him outside their apartment building. It's just a couple of blocks away from where we're staying so I just walked myself here. It's already night time so nobody's around. The streets are dead silent and almost scary if it wasn't for the peaceful vibe.

I breath in some fresh air and tried to sit at the corner to wait for him. Jaehyun said that Taeyong usually go in the convenient store during this time to avoid people so he'll be out anytime soon.

I snapped my head over the other side when I heard some noise and there he is. Lee Taeyong wearing his hoody and a sweat pants. He didn't have his hood on so it was easy for me to notice his bright red hair color.

I smiled at the sight of him and felt how I badly I missed him. I was about to walk towards him but my steps halted when I saw him happily talking through his phone. Who is he talking to?

"Taeyong oppa." I called him. He looked at me and his smile slowly fades.

"I'll call you again." He said. He hangs up then looked at me. I wanted to ask who it was but I just want to hug him. I haven't seen him for weeks!

"Y/n? What are you doing here?" There isn't a smiling Taeyong anymore. Now, only a slightly mad with furrowing brows Taeyong is present.

"Jaehyun oppa said you usually go out during this hour so I tried my luck and hoped I'll see you." I said then pout. I saw how he clenched his jaw then sighed heavily.

"Come on, I'll take you back to your dorm." I just gave him a nod before walking behind him.

At least I got to walk with him and spend a couple of minutes together, right?

The girls and I are now sharing a dorm since they're already planning our debut. Finally.

Since it wasn't that far, we arrived fast. I was pouting and a little sad since we haven't really talk even during the walk.

I faced him and bit my lip as I saw him staring at me intently. It wasn't the same way he stares at me but I don't care. I believe that I can still fix this. I can still fix us.

"Taeyong, can we hang out tomorrow?" I asked him smiling. He sighed.

"You know I can't be seen in public, right?"  He sounded a bit sarcastic that made me sad even more. He never been sarcastic to me before just when he wants to tease me.

"I didn't mean we go out in public places. We c-can hang out in the Sm Building like before." I said really trying to spend some time with him.

His eyes were cold while staring at me. Like as if he was staring at someone he doesn't know, someone he doesn't care about. And it hurst me. It hurts me big time.

"I'm busy. Why tomorrow?" he asked carelessly.

I felt my eyes heated up after what he asked and I just tried to pull up a smile so he won't notice it.

"Ah~ Nothing! Nevermind, thank you for walking me here and take care on your way back." I said then bowed my head before hurrying myself inside.

I sighed. A deep one. How come he always forgot our monthsary?

When I entered the dorm, they were all in the living room watching some kdrama. They were laughing but when they saw me, their mood changes up.

"What happened? Why are you back so early?" one of them asked.

"Where is Taeyong? Did you guys talk?"

"Hey, are you okay?" Jiguem unnie asked and it almost made me breakdown right there. But I stopped myself. I put so much trouble in us already. I don't want them getting messed up because of my emotions.

I tried smiling but I didn't know if it went well.

"I'm okay. I'll head to my room first." And I didn't wait for their response. I just walk my ass in my room like a lifeless creature.

When I made it inside the room felt quiet and empty. I hated it. I used to fill this room with laughter and giggles because of him but now it's plain... lifeless. Like me.

I was about to lay down when my phone beeped. I lazily fished it from my pocket and saw that Jaehyun sent me a message.

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Jaehyun

I think Taeyong is cheating behind your back, Y/n. I'm sorry.

Part 2

[just-some-random-blogger]

Noona, You're So Pretty

SHINee + TVXQ! Lee Taemin x Actress!Reader Characters: Park Seo Joon, Choi Minho, Shim Changmin (MAX), Lee Taemin Summary: You were a big time Hallyu sweetheart. Having garnered the attention of the masses with your debut role as a high school student with the ability to talk to animals, everyone fell in love with your bubbly and quirky personality, including Shinee's maknae, Lee Taemin. And for the most part, Taemin thinks he can stand a chance with you, except--oh no, he thinks you *may* not like younger guys and your new co-star, Park Seo Joon, seems a little too taken with you. Word Count: 2k+ Warnings: Fluff, pining, typos etc.

A/N: i hope four years is okay w/u.

Two more questions.

It was my turn to chose. My co-actor, hair slicked back, snug in a cashmere top, nodded my way. The act was so simple, and yet I could practically hear the swoons of the ladies in the audience. Who could blame them, Park Seo-joon was a dashing and hardworking man.

There were flashes of light from the photographers. I tried not to squint and insyead smile softly in order to look flattering in the photos. I nodded at the man, who stood up and presented his question.

"You've done a handful of notable projects since your debut in 'Sounds of the Animals'. From then to now, what is your secret to being so graciously recieved by the public? And what can we expect in the future?"

I nod upon hearing this and break into a smile. It was so flattering that from all the questions we were asked about this drama at hand, people were interested in my career in particular.

I clear my throat and move closer to the mic, "Uh, firstly, thank you for being interested in me and for saying that I am graciously recieved by the public." 

I break into a chuckle, Seo-joon beside me cracks a smile too. 

"Although, I will admit I don't have a secret," I say in an unsure tone. "Hmmm, I believe I am just really blessed because I am able to do what I love and have people behind me help me and shape me into being the best I can be." I say and turn to the rest of the panel with my other co-stars, writers, and director.

"If anything, the secret is a good team. Having such great people behind us is what really makes a drama, or any project, successful and well-recieved."

I look around the reporters and watch them nod. I end my reply, "As for the future, I can't really say. I hope to keep working hard. But, er, right now, I am hoping and beckoning everyone to watch 'Replay'. We worked very hard on it and it was so much fun and such an honor to work with everyone here. Please watch it diligently and stay tuned til the end."

There was a bustle between the reporters. The flashing camera lights broke out again, and I allowed the man next to you to choose whomever he wanted.

Last question.

Seo-joon points, and the woman wastes no time, "you said a while ago that during the filming of this drama, you two got very close because you would go working out together. Besides this, what else do you two do together outside of work?"

No, there was nothing physical about my role in the drama. I just grew to like working out, and I had to because, well, I needed to keep my physique up, you know.

I turn to the man beside me and he turns to me as well. For a moment we stay quiet, as if doing so would make an answer come out of nowhere.

"Well," he starts looking at me as if the answer was on my cheeks. I hold back a laugh ad shrug, answering for him, "we eat a lot."

The room breaks into laughter.

"He treats the cast and crew to soju from time to time," another of our co-stars point out. "Seo-joon is good at keeping his alcohol."

Seo-joon sudenly remembers something, "Actually, sometimes Shinee's Choi Minho would work out with us." Minho and him were friends because they were in a drama called Hwarang before. (Legit they are, it's really good, you should watch it)

I raise my brows and nod. Seo-joon continues, mentioning my name, "TVXQ's Shim Changmin would sometimes he'd work out too." I was friends Changmin because we worked on a drama together. "And one time, she, myself, Minho, Changmin drank together--"

My eyes suddenly widen, realizing where this is going.

"--and she--" Seo-joon chuckles out.

I but in and punch his shoulder, "ya oppa!"

"--got drunk and started crying."

The room laughs and I feel my face burn. I groan and start hammering Seo-joon's shoulder, but he only bends his neck to the side, pulling away slightly, and laughs. He even continues on mimicking me, apparently.

"Ahoohoohoooo, I'm so happy to be friends with you guys. You are all so great. And so, so handsome."

I jump out of my seat and stand, "YA SHI--" I then clench my teeth and playfully place my hands the man's neck. I laugh, pull away, and sit back down. At this point, the entire room is awake with giggles. Truth be told, I wasn't really embarrassed. I just like making people laugh.

I blow are between my pouted lips and exaggeratedly whine, "Oppa, you are clearly the worst."

The man who was a year older than me basked in satisfaction, "Ye, but you still love me."

Later that day, you and Seo-joon attended a party celebrating the airing of Replay, hosted by the TV network the drama was being aired on. Many came up to you and congratulated you. Some shook your hand, others asked for a selfie. A smaller portion asked for an autograph, and your relationship status was Seo-joon.

You were in the midst of finishing a conversation with some producers when a hand came to your shoulder, followed by the greetigs of a tall man. He spoke ypur name fondly, and you broke into a pleased smile, "Changmin oppa!"

We share a quick hug and I can't help but flutter at his expression. "Congratulations on your show!" the man in a plaid, grey suit speaks with his hand on my shoulder. He pulls away and continues, "I heard the ratings are expected to go through the roof."

I chuckled and shook my head, "I can only hope so."

"Yaahhhh, you're Hallyu's sweetheart. Don't worry about."

I give a smile at his reassurance and decide to change the topic, "You here alone, oppa, or do you have a hot date?" I wiggle my brows.

Changmin shakes his head and rolls his eyes, "Well, I recall you drunkenly admitting Minho is handsome, so..."

"Ya!" I raise, "I'd admit Minho is handsome regardless of my sobriety."

Changmin snorts, "speaking of."

"Noona!"

"Minho-ya!" I coo and welcome the younger man's embrace. I chuckle and cling onto his green sweater when he squeezes tightly and pushes slightly forward. 

"Ya!" Changmin scolds his dongsaeng and I can't stop laughing. "It's as if you haven't seen her in years."

Minho has a mischevious glint in his eyes. "Noona, you're so pretty," he notes, making me chuckle and Changmin snort.

"Thay's the title of his debut song," Changmin mutters to me, making me nod,

"Actually," Minho cocks his head to the side, "its english title is Replay."

My lips form a please o-shape, "Ya, you should perform that for me then!"

"No way," Minho says, "but our maknae might." The man then moves to his side to reveal a lanky man in a loose button down. "Lee Taemin," Minho introduces. The said man chuckles sweetly with his cresent shaped eyes. "Annyeonghaseyo," he greets bowing his head.

I smile back and mimic his actions.

"I've been a big admirer of yours since Sounds of the Animals. I couldn't stop watching it because I just loved the idea of being able to talk to animals."

"Wah, thank you so much," I clap my hands together and bow my head at him.

"That, and I also think noona is super pretty," Taemin says in a gradual chuckle.

The four of us break into a laugh. Changmin and Minho embrace each other in amusement. Minho is losing his mind with his distinctive high-pitched laughter, and Changmin's nose is scrunched up in glee. "Ya, I think we're just gonna get a drink," Minho says, rasing a hand. Changmin pat's Taemin's shoulder and at this point it's so painfully obvious that this was all a setup.

Taemin and I turn to each other. He chuckles to me again, "Minho's really loud."

"I know. It makes working out with him really fun."

We shuffle from where we stand and Taemin moves a bit closer, "Honestly, I don't like working out, but I would if it was with you."

I can't help but laugh and cover my face at his blatant but smooth flirting. I shake my head and feel my face wrap in warmth.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't do it like them. I don't lift heavy weights or anything. I just do what they consider a warm-up you know. The treadmill runs, which I love because I get to listen to a lot of music, and then like stretching, push-ups, sit-ups, nothing that actually requires gym equipment to be honest."

He hums, "my work-out is dance."

"Oh, no, no, I know that. I may have watched a lot of your performances during my breaks."

Taemin's face lights up upon hearing this, "For real?"

"Yeah," I nod, "you are really good at dancing. Honestly good isn't even the word. I'm good at dancing, you're on a whole 'nother level."

He claps his hands, eye crinkling, "Well then noona has to show me her moves!"

"No way, you rascal!" I shake my head profusely.

"Nooo, come on dance with me!"

"And embarrass myself in yet another dance battle with an SM artist? No way! I already did that with Changmin oppa. Besides, I might break a hip! I'm too old to be your dance partner."

Taemin tilts his head to that, and takes the statement as a double meaning. Did you not like younger guys?

I hear someone call my name. I whip my head to the direction of the voice and see that it's Seo-joon, holding two flutes of champagne.

"Oppa," I smile when he comes over. He smiles as well and hands me one of the glasses, "I got you a drink."

I look at it and take it from him with a quick thank you. He smiles down at me and moves some stray strand of hair on the side of my face away. "Joon-hee PD-nim was looking for you a while ago."

"Really? Where is she? What'd she say?"

"You look really sexy in that dress," he says, turning from his glass to me. I snort and feel my cheels burn. "Ya, oppa!" I snarl and hit his shoulder repeatedly.

Seo-joon laughs and gives me an amused side eye.

As he and I share a laugh, and then I notice Taemin's awkward expression and remember he was begging me to dance with him. My laughter faded and I nudged the chuckling Seo-joon, "Ya oppa, this is Shinee's Lee Taemin."

"Ah," Seo-joon nods and turns to the shorter man, "you're the maknae right?"

Taemin turns to him and nods, chuckling, "Ye."

"Sorry, I didn't get you a drink. I didn't know you were here."

"Ah, no, it's okay."

"Do you want mine? I haven't drank from it."

Taemim raises his hands and shakes it, "no, no, no, I'm fine."

Seo-joon purses his lips, nods and turns to me, "I guess I'll drink it then." His lips connect with the rim, and his tongue darts out afterward. A moment passes and there is an awkward silence between us. Both Seo-joon and Taemin turn to me and open their my to speak up.

I look between then and they turn to each other.

Seo-joon motions, "Please, continue."

"No, it's aright you can go first."

"No, but you were talking to her first, before I came here, so you go."

Taemin agrees with his reasoning. "Noona," he calls, "Minho hyung told me that you really like cupcakes."

I hum and nod in agreement.

Taemin smiles brightly like a while ago again, "well I got you one." He chuckles and I knit my brows upon hearing that. I look at him and purse my lips, but when he stick his hand in his pocket and pulls something, I realize what he means.

My jaw drops into a pleased smile and he dangles a small cupcake key chain in front of me. I smile at the sight of it, "Wah, that's for me"

"Yes," he says simply and grabs my free hand suddenly, placing it on my palm. I smile and feel my neck heat up at his action.

Seo-joon takes a sip on hs  drink again and looks between us. He chuckles lowly and turns over his shoulder.

"Thank you so much, Taemin. You didn't have to get me anything though."

"No, I wanted to though, so please use it well."

Seo-joon speaks up, "Ye, well, I just wanted to say that we were invited to dinner next friday. Are you going to attend?"

"Ah," I nod, knowing it was a company gathering, "sure. Are you?"

Seo-joon nods simply. "Well," he gestures his head to the side, "there's someone calling me. I'll see you later."

I nod and Seo-joon places a hand on my shoulder. He then turns Taemin and gives him a polite smile and bow before going off.

Taemin purses his lips and sighs, "Seo-joon-ssi is nice."

I turn to Taemin and nod, "He is. He's a very good co-worker. Very hard working."

Taemin hums, "You seem to like him very much."

I feel the suggestiveness in his statement, but I ignore it and snort, "Well, he's pretty annoying sometimes, but you learn to love him."

"... he seems to very mucn like you too. Like... a woman."

My lips part at his words, and the next thing I know I'm at a loss for words. When I feel my face heat up, I chuckle and turn away, "Aye, it's not like that. We're just realy close because we worked together as lovers. He's really like my older brother though."

Taemin decides to believe it and breaks into a wide grin, "Really. What a relief."

My brows quirk up at that, "Why is that?"

"Because I really wanted to ask you out."

My lips part again, but this time I break into a big smile. I chuckle and take a sip on my drink for the first time. "I like how you're really confident."

Taemin's shoulders shake and she smile, "Does that mean you want to get cupcakes with me sometime?"

"Hmm," my eyes crinkle, "well, if you bought me such a cute keychain of one, then I suppose I wouldn't regret it."

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The Riots, a Boku no Hero Academia/My Hero Academia Fanfic. Chapter 2.

I hope you like my piece for the @bokunovillainbang! My amazing artist is @pinalinet! Please check them out, they’re incredibly talented as well as being an awesome person! They listened to my weird ideas and helped me come up with a decent outline for this fic.

I’ll try to have an update every two weeks!! Please look forward to it!

Summary: Bakugou’s a villain who is forced to double as a vigilante to get info on this new group of vigilantes called The Riots. Surprisingly enough, he ends up making friends with them and Bakugou finds himself falling for the leader of The Riots, a redhead with a sunshine smile.

Pairings: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Jirou Kyouka/Kaminari Denki, sort of Ashido Mina/Sero Hanta

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Sero Hanta, Mina Ashido, Kaminari Denki, Jirou Kyouka.

Rating: Explicit

CW: NSFW, violence, drug use/abuse/addiction, alcohol use/abuse/addiction, strong language, mentions of vomit/vomiting.

First chapter // Next chapter (coming soon)

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Bakugou wakes up to his phone ringing. Annoyed, he picks up and grumbles into the device.

“I was bored.” Dabi says as a way of wishing him a good morning.

“Is that all you wanted to tell me? You just had to wake me up for that?”

“You do sound like you just woke up! Must be my lucky day.”

“What do you want, Dabi?”

“Just checking in on my best friend. Wanted to know how it went last night with those vigilante cunts. I’m hoping they didn’t turn you into one of them, but by the sound of it you’re your usual unbearable self.”

“Everything went smoothly.” He answers coolly. There’s no way he’s going to tell him that he threw up, or the conversation he had with Red Riot that sent shivers down his spine, or how it took him forever to go to sleep.

“Care to elaborate?” The man on the other line sounds more bored than interested but Bakugou sighs and goes for it.

“I met them, I chatted with them a little, and they took me to their base. Not much else happened.”

“Wooow. You know where their base is.”

“Yeah. And it’s pretty ugly.”

Dabi barely manages to stifle a snort.

“So anyway, what about you lot? Did you do anything fun last night?” The blond asks, stretching as he repositions himself on the bed.

“Apart from the attack, nothing much happened. Himiko is just as insane as always. If anything, she’s even more wild than normal. She’s feral, I swear. You better watch out: I think she’s after your job.”

“I’m so scared.” Bakugou says sarcastically, the corners of his mouth twisting into a little grin.

“You should be. She’s scary. Anyway, anything else you’d like to report?”

“Not really. I barely got to meet them last night.”

Dabi pauses slightly, his voice lower when he speaks again. “Any hot chicks?”

Bakugou’s mind already goes to the redhead he found so attractive last night. He also thinks of Jirou, and how amazing she is. “Maybe.”

“That’s definitely a yes!” Dabi snickers, before pausing. “So, what are you supposed to do when you’re a vigilante?”

“I don’t know.”

“I’m so fucking lucky it’s you that got that stupid job. And you have to like… befriend them or something? Gain their trust?”

“And you know I’m not good at that.”

“I’m well aware of your lack of social skills.”

“Got any pointers?”

“Don’t be an ass.”

“Fuck Dabi, that’s amazing, I hadn’t thought of that before.”

“Being a sarcastic cunt won’t do anything to help you out.”

“Got anything that will actually be useful?”

“Fuck all the girls and get them to tell you everything.”

Bakugou inhales deeply, trying to suppress the need to pinch the bridge of his nose in irritation. “Why’d you call me?”

“I told you already. I was bored.” Dabi mutters, sounding exactly like he’d described he is. His voice suddenly changes, like he’s remembered something. “Oh, oh yeah! We’re setting off a bunch of explosions in a bank today. We can’t have them think our mastermind bomber is on holiday, now, can we? Anyway, it’ll be at about four thirty this afternoon. You better impress those chumps.”

“Okay, will do.”

“Don’t get yourself killed.”

“Thanks for the advice.”

“Wow, you? Thanking someone? It must be my birthday.”

“It was sarcasm, you ass wipe.”

Dabi snorts into the phone, humming an odd tune afterwards. “It really isn’t the same without you.”

“Don’t get sappy with me. Oh, and stop calling me. Bye.”

“As always, it’s a pleasure to talk to you!” The other screams sarcastically so that Bakugou can hear him as he pulls the phone away from his ear to end the call.

Slumping against the wall, he drops the device onto his lap over the sheets and sinks his face into his hands, sighing.

“I’m so fucked.” He says out loud, feeling a bit sorry for himself.

A small bomb sound makes him look back down to his mobile again and he clicks on the displayed text from Dabi: ‘I take it back, I dont miss u one bit’

Snorting but feeling a little better about himself and the morning, the blond gets up and starts getting ready for the day.

 Bakugou’s ready for the explosion. He sits on a bench in his civilian clothes, listening to some music, waiting for the magic to happen. His heart is beating in his chest, and he’s excited. He doesn’t even know why he is; the previous night he was horrified, and kind of scared. Now he wants to go back out there, wants to save people and wants to see them. Okay, not them, maybe only just him.

Blushing, the blond kicks a random pebble. He does not want to think that. It’s stupid and it’s ridiculous. This isn’t who he really is; this job has fucked with him. Maybe he should call his boss and tell him he doesn’t want to do it. But he knows he’d be punished for deserting a task, and… to be honest, he’s grown to like it.

What an idiot he is, he thinks. It’s only been a day and he’s already expecting to be with them every day or something? He’s looking forward to meeting them. He’s stupid for thinking all of this.

He was better off as a villain.

He was better off not having met them.

Clenching his teeth, tears threaten to fall down his cheeks, so he turns the volume up and tries to concentrate on the music.

A loud boom in the distance and the earth shaking under his feet snap him back into attention.

He’s got a mission to fulfil.

He runs to the bank where he knows they attacked. He takes his clothes off since he’s got his costume on underneath. He’s been painfully aware of it ever since he put it on due to the perspiration sticking it to his skin.

Bakugou’s happy to see they’re there before him. He spots Black Riot running, so the blond looks around to see if he can find the others. His heart does a little leap when his eyes fall on the redhead.

He’s huge. Fuck, he’s buff. He’s got a wide back and big shoulders and Bakugou thinks he looks hot even from behind. He gawks at him for a few seconds, watching how stern he seems as he’s saving people and helping the injured. He still smiles at them, but the blond can tell he’s worried and working hard to keep himself composed for them.

“Hey.” A female voice from behind him forces him to turn his attention away from him. Jirou’s looking at him with a knowing grin on her face, her eyebrows raised. “You come here to save people or what?”

“Shut up!” He snarls, turning away from her and running off.

“It’s good to see you here though!” She calls back. He shrugs his shoulders at her but he’s not sure she saw.

Bakugou tries to stay away from The Riots as he runs around saving people. Pink Riot does hug him when she spots him, but he pulls back, annoyed. She laughs and tells him to work hard.

The blond especially avoids Red Riot. He’s not sure why but looking at the man makes his chest feel funny. He needs to keep himself composed so he can think, and for some reason it’s hard for him to do it when the other’s around.

  “I’m so happy to see you again!” Red Riot nearly screams, pulling Bakugou into a tight hug he thoroughly enjoys.

“Get off of me!” He mutters, pulling back but not using all of his strength to do so.

The redhead chuckles warmly but lets him go, taking a step back to admire him.

“I didn’t get to see your outfit last night, with it being so dark and all. I like it. Is it meant to mean something?”

“Fuck if I know.” Bakugou mutters, turning his gaze downwards.

Another laugh erupts from Red Riot and the blond blushes uncontrollably. When he looks up he finds Pink Riot staring at him quizzically, a small smile on her face.

“Anyway, let’s get going!” The redhead smiles warmly at them. “The police will be here any moment now and you know they don’t like us very much.”

Bakugou mutters something under his breath, frowning. He turns and starts walking away when Red Riot calls for him. “Hey, Ground Zero!” He’s smiling when the blond looks up at him. “Wanna come back to our base again? It must be lonely being all by yourself.”

He closes his eyes and inhales, slowly readying himself. “I ain’t fucking lonely.” He snarls in a hushed voice, only raising it so they can hear the rest of his sentence. “But fine, yeah, I’ll go with you or whatever.”

“Great!” The redhead beams at him, shooting another one of those pain-inducing smiles of his.

Why does his heart feel like this whenever he looks at him?

“Hey, wait a minute.” Yellow Riot mutters, his eyes narrowing. “Can we talk, please?” He turns to give Bakugou a quick dissatisfied glance before gesturing for the others to huddle together. He stresses this last word as he eyes the other blond. “Privately.”

Red Riot looks at his friend with a worried expression on his face before addressing him, looking apologetic. “Would you excuse us for a moment, please?” He asks Bakugou, who shrugs his shoulders and walks away so they can have their little meeting.

He hears a few raised voices, but he can’t understand what they’re saying. They look at him from time to time, and the blond does his best to not frown at them. His tummy is twisting and turning, and he feels strange. After a few minutes, the redhead turns around and smiles at him.

“We’d love for you to accompany us to our base. It’s like our home to us, so we hope you feel comfortable too.”

“Sure.” Is all he can say.

“Let’s get going, then.” Black Riot mutters, eyeing Bakugou suspiciously. “C’mon, this way.”

He hears a tongue click but he decides to ignore it as he follows the redhead.

They hurry into a street and start walking in a line. They don’t speak as they hurry down empty side roads. They always make sure they’re deserted or mostly so.

Once they’re so far away that the distant sounds of the ambulances and sirens can barely be heard, they go back into walking in pairs of threes. Pink Riot approaches Bakugou, a cocky smile on her face. She greets him and tells him he did a good job. He agrees, frowning.

“You know, I’ve got you figured out.” She then says, smug. Bakugou’s heart starts beating hard and his tummy twists and knots.

“Yeah?” He grunts, trying to sound bored instead of terrified and alert. If she really is onto him, he’ll have no choice but to kill them, right there and then. He’s not sure he can fight one on one against all of them. He can easily beat Yellow Riot and maybe even Jirou, but he’s not sure about the other three. If they team up against him he doesn’t stand a chance. This could be it. He gulps, waiting for her to expose him.

“You’re like me.”

Bakugou pauses, feeling all his nerves dissipate. He breathes in and scoffs at her, but it turns into an actual laugh halfway through. There’s no way this chirpy pink haired ball of energy is a villain like he is.

“Well, maybe only in this sense.” She says, smiling with him. “You’re doing it for someone.”

“I am now, huh?”

“So, who’re you doing it for?”

He’s almost tempted to tell her that wouldn’t she wanna know but he stops himself.

“Who’re you doing it for?” He asks, turning his intense gaze to her.

“Red Riot of course. We’re childhood friends. He thought of this years ago, and when he gets an idea into his head he won’t let go until he either succeeds or it kills him. And I long ago decided that I’d do everything for him, sooooo… Here we are.”

Bakugou scoffs at her. “That’s a stupid thing to do. Why’d you decide to do everything for him?”

“Because we’re friends. And because he’s amazing. Plus, he does the same for me. So, who’re you doing it for? A giiiirl?” She says the last part with a smug grin on her face, intoning that last question.

“Fuck no!”

“Oh, a boy, huh.”

“I ain’t doing it for anyone, fuck off!”

“Rude!” She screams, but her tone doesn’t match her expression. She looks amused, her lip twisting upwards just slightly. “Do you always talk like that?”

“Like what?”

“Like you’ve got a stick up your arse.”

Bakugou almost does a double take. He pauses to stare into her wide, cheeky grin, her head slightly cocked to the side. “Do you have a death wish?” He asks her, his brow furrowing.

“I can almost smell the bravado.” She remarks, his smile growing wider. “I mean, it’s kinda cute. Y’know, the tough guy act you put on.”

“It’s not an act!” He snarls, his teeth clenching menacingly. Hopefully she’ll get the message.

Pink Riot doesn’t seem at all fazed by his intimidation and instead wiggles her fingers to wave him goodbye before skipping ahead. She goes back to Red Riot’s side, slinging her arm around his shoulders and leaning in to whisper something in his ear. He helps by crouching slightly to hear her better. He then laughs, quickly looking back at the flustered blond, who is trying his hardest not to seethe.

The rest of the walk goes by in silence. Pink Riot doesn’t leave Red Riot’s side, but they seem to have stopped talking about him.

It doesn’t take them long to reach their base. Bakugou’s almost sure he has the route memorised by now. With a few more days of coming and going, he’s positive he could determine where it is on a map for the other villains.

The redhead gestures at Bakugou to follow him inside, and he takes him to what he thought was a bathroom. It turns out to be more of a changing room. The man gives him a small tour by gesturing at the locker rooms and showers.

“You can use these if you want.” He smiles at him.

“I don’t have my clothes on me.” Bakugou responds automatically, his eyes wandering to the lockers and benches. It’s surprisingly like a gym. It smells clean, though. That’s the only difference, probably.

“I’ve got some spare clothes. Do you want those? You’ve got to be careful, you can’t wear that suit out or they might arrest you. Since yesterday was your first day… we weren’t sure you’d come back.”

“Fucking of course I’d come back.” Bakugou mutters, his gaze on the floor as he thinks of the possibility of wearing Red Riot’s clothes. They’d look a bit big on him, maybe a tiny bit ridiculous, but the idea of them sharing a fabric that’s been on that man’s skin doesn’t repulse him. If anything, it makes his heart beat faster. For some absurd reason. He blushes as he nods his head and whispers. “Yeah, I’d appreciate it if you could lend me some clothes.”

Chuckling warmly, Red Riot walks over to what Bakugou supposes is his locker and opens it with a simple combination. He gets out a few pieces of clothing, smells a shirt and hands it over to the blond. He does the same with a pair of trousers and smiles at him. “I hope they fit.”

“Yeah.” Is all Bakugou can answer. He had something witty to retort, but when he was given the soft clothes he kind of forgot how to speak.

‘What is wrong with me!?’ He screams at himself inside of his head, fidgeting. He’s about to ask where the toilets are when he notices Red Riot’s taking his shirt off.

Bakugou makes a noise similar to a screech as his eyes fall on defined pecs and abs.

“Oh.” The redhead says, looking at him with surprise. “I wouldn’t have pegged you as a prude. I’m sorry for-”

But he gets cut off by Bakugou’s quick scoff. “I’m not a prude. You just surprised me, is all. Are all you fuckers like this? Like, do you change together?”

“Uhm… yeah?” Red Riot answers, his eyebrows high. “Is it weird?”

“Even the girls?”

“Yeah!”

“And they’re okay with it?” Bakugou asks, perplexed.

“We’ve known each other for ages. We’re super comfortable with each other. I trust them with my life, of course they can see me naked. Not that they do anyway, we all just keep to ourselves when changing.”

“Are… are they gonna come in now?”

Red Riot shakes his head. “Nah, they’re going to let you change first.” He turns back to his locker and takes his trousers off, peeling the horrible red suit off of his skin. He quickly puts a tracksuit on and looks at Bakugou, chuckling. “Oh, you’re going to see me without my mask!”

The blond’s heart does not start thumping enthusiastically.

The redhead offers him a smile before he takes the mask off, and Bakugou finally gets to see this man’s perfect face. His eyebrows are pretty, his nose is small and cute, and every part of him is outstandingly beautiful. Even the scar over his right eye is lovely.

“I kind of want to look at you now.” Red Riot whispers, taking a step closer. Bakugou’s heart’s already beating as fast as it can; if the redhead gets any closer he might actually die.

With trembling fingers, the blond removes his mask, closing his eyes gently as the material goes over them. When he opens them again, he sees Red Riot looking at him with a soft smile on his face.

“You’re pretty.” He mutters, making the blond’s cheeks heat up.

“What the fuck!? No, I’m not!”

“Ha, ha, yes you are dude! But there’s nothing wrong with that! If anything, that’s a good thing.”

Bakugou wants to mutter under his breath and ask why on Earth is that a good thing but instead he turns his head to the side and decides to let it pass. He takes his costume off and puts Red Riot’s shirt on to hide his embarrassment. It’s a bit too big, but it’s soft and smells good. His eyes flutter closed as the fabric drags against his face, his heart doing that thing again. He tries not to think about the other man staring at him as he pulls his trousers on.

When they’re finished, they both exit the bathroom and Red Riot takes him around the other places he hadn’t visited yet, finishing their tour in the kitchen, where he starts brewing some coffee for them.

“Was today better?” He asks, his voice quiet. He seems dejected despite the normally positive aura that engulfs him.

“Yeah. Kind of.” He returns, shrugging his shoulders.

The redhead takes a step forward and looks into his eyes. Bakugou’s taken aback, but doesn’t turn his gaze away, staring into Red Riot’s pretty orbs. He can notice his heart beating fast inside his chest and his hands feel clammy, but he’s not going to back away and show him how defenceless he feels.

“You look better than yesterday.” The other ends up saying, shooting him another one of his signature smiles that makes Bakugou’s chest vibrate in a funny way.

“Thanks?” He answers, trying to sound indifferent, but his voice is thick and hoarse.

Red Riot chuckles. “No deaths today?”

“No deaths today.”

“No deaths day are the best.” He mutters, humming lightly as he pours milk into his mug. He looks at Bakugou again, quirking his eyebrow. “Want some? How do you take your coffee?”

“Black. One sugar.” The blond whispers, dropping his gaze onto the polka dot mug that he supposes is going to be his. It seems as if he’s correct since Red Riot passes it to him just seconds later.

“The sugar’s to your right. Could you pass it to me when you finish?”

“Sure.”

He sips on his beverage as he gives him the sugar pot.

“Was your day any better?” He ends up asking the redhead, who turns to look at him with curious eyes.

“It was, thanks for asking!” He smiles warmly at him. “It’s mostly because I got to see you again. Yellow Riot said you weren’t gonna come back.”

“Fuck, did you bet on me coming back or something?” Bakugou half-smiles, his lips turning on one side of his mouth. “You better have fucking won then.”

Red Riot bursts into a fit of laughter.

“It wasn’t quite like that.” The redhead chuckles, picking his mug up and gesturing at the other to follow him into their living room. “He just had doubts on your motives behind why you want to be a vigilante.”

Bakugou snorts. “The titchy one told me he’s one to get fucking laid. Why’s he being all shitty about my motives?”

Red Riot looks at him with mild surprise on his face before taking a seat on one of the couches. “Oh, titchy? Is that what you’re calling Purple Riot? Do you have nicknames for all of us?”

Bakugou sits next to him, trying his hard to not be as close as he wants to be because he knows it would make him uncomfortable. “Maybe.”

“What’s mine, then?” He puts the mug on the coffee table and rests his chin on his elbow, directing all his attention to Bakugou, who immediately feels his heart thump noisily in his chest.

“Shitty Hair.” He manages to mutter despite feeling like he’s tongue-tied.

“Hey! I am deeply offended by that!” Red Riot pretends to pout, but the wide smile threatening to spread over his face ruins it.

“Not my fault you have terrible taste in hairstyles!”

“Like yours is any better? Do you even know what a brush is?”

“It’s called ‘messy’ and I know for a fact that you like it.”

“Oh, I like it, huh? And how are you so sure?”

Bakugou shrugs his shoulders, smirking as he turns his head to the side. “I just know. Maybe the fact that I’m in here helps.”

“I trust you. And Pink Riot trusts you too. She thinks your motives are pure, and so do I.”

The blond has to fight himself to not snort or roll his eyes. This is vital for him to not only fit in but also not be discovered. “Yeah, well…”

“I think you’re a good person. I can see it in your eyes. I can read people, you know? I’ve seen the inside of your heart and into your soul. I know what kind of person you are, I can feel it here,” Red Riot whispers, inching closer to him and pressing his open palm against his chest. “that you want to be the best person you can be.”

Bakugou leans in unintentionally, feeling like his whole skin’s on fire. Goose bumps form all over his arms and legs as he breathes in deeply.

“Yeah?” He mutters, breathless, his lips just slightly parted for him to pant that single word out.

“Yeah.” Red Riot smiles at him, tilting his head to the side and looking at him though half-lidded eyes. “The rest just… they aren’t as comfortable as Pink Riot and I are about letting you inside our base. You’re new and everything. But I want to teach you all about being a vigilante.”

“I want to learn.” Bakugou mutters, breathlessly.

The redhead chuckles, turning to have a sip of his coffee. “I can see that. I also think you’ve got great assets and things you can show us. A different point of view.”

“Yeah…” The blond whispers, his thoughts long gone as his eyes can only focus on the redhead’s juicy lips.

“Watcha doing?” A chirpy voice forces Bakugou to come back down to Earth. He snaps his head around to look in the direction of the shrill scream and he finds himself staring at Pink Riot. He can now take in her face, and he’s astounded by the amount of mascara and eye shadow she wears.

She walks closer to them and places her hands on her hips. “Hey, that’s my mug!”

“Sorry.” The redhead mutters sheepishly, ducking his head and looking at her with puppy dog eyes.

“Eh, it’s my spare. I can lend it to him, it’s okay.” She laughs and goes over to the sofa, throwing herself next to Bakugou. She slings her arm over him and pulls him towards herself. “So… whatcha talking about with the newbie?”

Bakugou shakes her off, frowning at her. She just laughs at him, holding him tighter still. There’s an almost defiant look in her eyes as he struggles to get her off himself. Before the blond can tell her that whatever they were talking about is nothing of her goddamned business she lets go and sits up, shrugging her shoulders. “Well, I’m beat, I’m going home!” 

“See ya tomorrow!” The redhead calls at her as she skips along, and Bakugou hears him laugh before he continues talking. “Despite what you might think about her, she likes you.”

“Fucking doesn’t seem like it!”

“They just need some time to adjust.”

Yellow Riot and Black Riot walk into the room in their civilian clothes. The blond has a Pikachu shirt, light skinny jeans and a choker while the other’s wearing a grey sweater and dark trousers. They’re watching a video on the phone the tall one is holding and they seem to be finding it very amusing, but they immediately stop laughing when they see them on the sofa.

“You’re still here.” Yellow Riot greets him, and Bakugou can tell by the way his head tilts slightly to the side that he isn’t happy about it.

“Fucking ‘course I’d still be here.”

The other just shrugs at him. “I dunno. Most people can’t handle being a vigilante.”

“Yeah, well, I’m not most people.”

“I can tell.”

They stare at each other for a few seconds, the tension rising in the room. Black Riot sighs and pulls Yellow Riot into the kitchen by his elbow. “Hey, c’mon, I want to make myself some coffee.”

The other responds with a drawn-out groan but he follows him nonetheless.

“Yeah… not everyone’s excited to see you here.” Red Riot chuckles nervously, holding his mug in both hands and staring at its contents as if he had nowhere else to look.

“It’s okay. I’m kinda used to it.”

“Hmmm?” The redhead lifts an eyebrow, tilting his head upwards until their eyes meet. “Yeah? Whatcha mean?”

“I…” Bakugou curses at himself on the inside as he struggles to find a way to continue without giving anything away. “I’m used to being disliked.”

The redhead stares at him, his brows furrowing. “Why would people dislike you, though?” He asks, as if it’s a difficult math problem that only the teacher can solve.

The blond snorts. “You can’t be serious.”

“No, really, I’m-”

But he’s interrupted by Bakugou, who gets up. “I’m going home. I’m tired and I need to do stuff.”

“Yeah, yeah! Of course!” Red Riot answers, also getting up and offering him a wide smile. It quickly disappears from his face, though.

The blond tries to not pay it any heed as he turns around. He’s stopped by a hand wrapping itself around his arm tightly. Bakugou’s forced to meet the saddened eyes in front of him. The red orbs are filled with a glimmer of hope in them. “Uhm… I’d like to see you tomorrow… around…”

The blond is stunned into silence. He opens his mouth but no words come out, so he just closes it again.

“We usually patrol… do… do you wanna patrol with us? Maybe?”

“What… you patrol…? Where?”

“Just around… it’s… it may sound silly, but we… we lurk around the city, making sure nothing happens.”

“And that works?”

“Well…” Red Riot scratches the back of his head, smiling sheepishly. “Not always. But when it does, it’s pretty efficient. Together we can cover quite a lot of the city. We’re also on the lookout for potential villains.”

Bakugou swallows, feeling his heart beat in his chest, hard. Nervous, he raises his eyebrows. “Do you… do you have any… leads?”

The redhead shakes his head energetically. “Not really. We did follow someone for a while, but nothing came of it.”

“I’d like to patrol with you.” Bakugou whispers, his voice softer than usual. “How… how does it work?”

“We work in pairs some days, but we mostly go alone. It’s easy and fast to communicate with each other if something happens.”

“Phones.” The blond nods his head.

“Yeah! Speaking of, wanna give me your phone number?” The redhead looks at him with hope in his gorgeous eyes. “And… uhm… where do you wanna meet up tomorrow? I think you should go with someone if it’s your first day…”

“Yeah.” Bakugou agrees without thinking, focused on the man’s pretty smile instead of his words. Red Riot takes his mobile out of his pocket and unlocks it. It’s in a red case and has a charm with a star and a planet dangling from the side.

“Pink Riot and I match.” He mutters sheepishly as he points at it, embarrassed that they look like a sickly-sweet couple. “She got me mine and I got her hers. Anyway, uhm, here, give me a call.”

He reads his number out as Bakugou types it into his device. When he finishes, he gives the other a call and lets it ring until the stupid song the redhead chose as his tone can be heard. It’s a lame 80s one hit wonder that seems to make Red Riot really uncomfortable. Maybe it’s because of the incredulous look the blond shot at him.

“Pink Riot and I match on this too.” He whispers, sheepishly. He tries to smile at him normally again. “Wait, you didn’t add me as Shitty Hair, did you?”

The blond confirms his suspicions with a snort.

“Seriously!?” He whines, putting his phone away and trying to look at Bakugou’s.

“Well I don’t know your name, do I?”

“Yeah, but Shitty Hair? You’re really telling me you don’t have anything better?”

“Give me something better, then.” Bakugou whispers, leaning in closer and flicking the redhead’s nose teasingly.

‘Oh my fucking God, what is wrong with me!?’ He screams at himself as he just stands there, shocked that he just did that. He’s sure he’s as red as the other’s hair. He never thought he’d be capable of doing something so cheesy.

“See you tomorrow!” He cries out, trying to play it cool. Before he turns around, he notices how the other’s blushing too, his eyes wide.

 Outside he finds Purple Riot smoking, her eyes on the horizon. She’s even prettier without her mask, her dark eye shadow and black lipstick highlighting how naturally pale she is. She seems so small, one foot on the concrete wall as she leans her whole body against it.

She slowly turns her head to face him as she hears the door open.

“Hey,” she greets him, flicking her cigarette before putting it back in her mouth. “I’m sorry.”

“For what?” Bakugou asks, walking over to where she is and taking one of the smokes she offers him.

“Don’t take this personally.” Jirou whispers. “It’s not that I hate you or anything. I just don’t… yet understand you. I want to, though. I’m just not sure how comfortable I am with having you in our base.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Today. I’m… I’m wary… not of you… just… about everything?”

“You’re not making any sense.”

She sighs and tilts her head back, resting it against the concrete. “You’re new. You’re in our base. That little ‘meeting’ we had before coming here. I agreed to let you in. I was the one that tilted the scales in your favour.”

“Gee, thanks.” He says sarcastically, looking at the horizon too.

“As I said, I have nothing against you.”

“But you don’t know me. I get it. You don’t have to apologise or anything. I’d probably do the same thing in your position.” And he doesn’t say it, but he has already. He’s had to judge whether or not a wannabe villain was good enough to enter the League, and he hasn’t always exactly been fair. He knows what it’s like to be wary of the wrong people entering your group.

“Yeah,” she whispers. “something like that.”

They’re silent for a while, until Jirou shakes her head and stifles a laugh. “Red Riot’s never brought anyone back to our base. Before you, I mean. I think… I think that means something, wouldn’t you say so?”

“I don’t know him like you do.” Bakugou mutters, fully understanding what she’s implying.

“I think you’re special. I think he likes you.”

“Whatever.”

“Hmmmm.” Is all she has to offer as they finish their cigarettes in silence.

[doyouevenshipbr0]

gruvia fic: a song of ice and water

chapter 3

author's note: someone suggested i make an ff.net and......i TRIED BUT IM TOO STUPID IDK HOW TO WORK IT WGWFWUWGSG im baby omg. ok but would it be easier to read itnon ff.net? if so i will try it again but idk my 5 brain cells might not be up for it. ok this season of game of thr*nes was trash btw. its so fucking bad. thats all lol. i hope u guys are liking this fic and its not too hard to follow! i try keeping it as simple as possible in terms of the game of thr*nes aspect. ty for the feedback it means sm<3 enjoy!!!<333

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Gray watched over the courtyard, looking down on it from high up in one of the towers. He enjoyed just watching, a lot of the time. Watching over his people made Gray feel at ease, and it reminded him what his purpose was.

A small commotion caught his eye. He looked in a corner to see Juvia. She was training with a water magic teacher they found nearby for her. Gray silently commended her for still wanting to stick to her training, even in a foreign land.

After a few moments, he realized his eyes had been stuck on her. He'd never seen anyone move like that before. Every move she made had purpose, and it was all one continuous flow. Nothing was ever harsh and brute. Everything seemed carefully thought out and smart. She was moving like she was actually water. Gray's eyes widened when he saw her defend an attack by turning her body to water, and letting it flow right through her.

"She's intense." Gray jumped at the sound of Ur, his trainer's, voice. He looked over his shoulder and saw her standing right behind him, peering down into the courtyard just as he was.

"Who is?" Gray played dumb.

Ur rolled her eyes. "We both know who I'm talking about."

Gray paused. "Yeah. She's intense." He said, quietly.

"I've been observing her fighting style since she began training. I even sparred with her one time." Ur walked over and stood beside Gray at the window.

"You did? When?" Gray looked at her.

"You wouldn't know. You've been too busy sulking about this damned wedding to even take a second to notice her until now." Ur remained looking out onto Juvia.

"That's not true!" Gray defended.

"Yes it is." Ur said, immediately. "Everyone has been telling you to give her a chance, but you haven't even tried. What good is a lord that won't listen to his people?" She finally made eye contact with Gray.

Gray stood and thought for a moment. He supposed Ur had a point. It wasn't that Gray necessarily had anything against Juvia herself, it was just what she was there to do. He didn't want to take a wife. Because of this, he seemed to be ignoring Juvia altogether, for the most part.

"I've seen the way she looks at you and speakes to you." Ur spoke again. "I'm not sure what it is, or what you did, but she seems to adore you. Don't tell me you haven't noticed?"

Gray paused. He really hadn't thought about it. He didn't think about Juvia at all, actually. "No." He said simply. "I haven't."

"Well you should at least give her the courtesy of attempting to spend time with her." Ur said.

For a moment, Gray wanted to argue back, but he decided not to. "You're right. Thank you, Master Ur."

"I'm always right." She ruffled her hand through Gray's hair before turning around and walking out the door.

Gray smiled admirably at Ur as she left the room. She was his master and like a second mother to him. When he was little, he wanted to be just like her when he grew up, and now that he was practically grown, he still found himself having that same dream. She was his absolute role model. After thinking fondly of Ur, he looked back down to Juvia, still training as hard as ever yet didn't seem to be breaking a sweat.

He continued to be hypnotized by her motions and fluidity. The teacher they found for Juvia was considered to be the best water mage in the north, but he and Juvia seemed to be neck and neck. As he watched her, he thought back to Ur's words.

It truly seemed he really wasn't giving her much of a chance.

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Juvia panted heavily as the spar between she and her trainer closed.

"You're just as all the stories say." Master Syrio said with his foreign accent, his breath not quite as heavy as Juvia's.

"So Juvia has heard." Juvia grabbed her water bottle and began chugging.

"You certainly did not disappoint me, rain drop." His lips curled into a genuine smile.

"Nor did you, Master Syrio. Juvia has heard tales of you as well." She matched his grin.

"I'm glad. I look forward to teaching you in the future. Though I don't know how much my expertise will help, since it seems you are already familiar with the Water Dance of Braavos." He nodded, in a way of acknowledging her technique.

"Yes. It is not only the origin of water type magic, but it is its truest form as well. Juvia's teacher in Riverrun studied it for almost all his life but never actually got to sail to Braavos and practice it in its native land. Juvia is looking forward to learning it from you, someone who is actually from the beautiful city." She smiled, imagining her old teacher. Her master Mercuphobia was the most extraordinary man she ever met. He was an incredible wizard, teacher, and parental figure for her, since her father wasn't much of one.

"Mercuphobia is an old friend of mine. We've trained together in the past, actually. For a man as stubborn as him, he captures the flow of water more beautifully than anyone I've ever seen. Your style reminds me much of his." Syrio approached her.

"Well, thank you." Juvia nodded. "That means a lot."

"While your skill resonates much with Braavos, I can still see The Riverlands run thick through your veins." Juvia's smile dimmed a bit. While she was proud of her land, the thought of it didn't bring much joy to her. "The 'water body' spell you use was first discovered in Riverrun, though, I'm sure you already know this."

"Yes." Juvia nodded.

"It's quite an impressive spell. No one has been able to learn it for years. Not me, nor Mercuphobia." Syrio said.

"Yes, well, to master it you must be one with the water, and with the curse of the rain, water was certainly a great part of Juvia's life." She smiled sadly.

"But the rain in your life is no more, and the spell still stands." Syrio gestured his arms open, notioning to the sunny sky, a sight Juvia never got tired of looking at. "That is a testament to your ability, little rain drop."

Juvia blushed. Even as great as Mercuphobia was, he was never as generous in his praising as Syrio had been.

"Hello, Ser." Juvia turned at the sound of Gray's voice. Gray nodded to Syrio. "My Lady." He bodded to Juvia.

"My Lord." Juvia and Syrio greeted at the same time.

"Master Syrio, do you mind if I steal away my fiancée for the day." Gray said seriously. Juvia's blush increased tenfold. He'd never referred to her as his fiancée before.

"It is hardly stealing, My Lord." Syrio bowed and held an arm out to Juvia. "The Lady is yours."

"Thank you." Gray smiled. He then turned to Juvia. "Would you like to go for a walk?"

Juvia couldn't speak. She responded with vigorous nods.

"Alright. Let's go." Gray turned and began walking.

"W-wait! Juvia should bathe first. I've just been training for quite a while--"

"We're just going for a walk. No need to get all dolled up." Gray looked back slightly and shrugged. Juvia stammered for a bit, but followed along.

After a bit of walking and no conversation, Juvia finally asked. "Where are we going, Gray-sama?"

"The Godswood. Have you been there yet?" He raised a brow.

"No, but Juvia's been wanting to go." She replied.

"Well, you'll finally get to." Gray said, Juvia smiled back in response.

The Godswood was filled with dozens upon dozens of thick, old trees. She'd never seen anything like that before. It felt like she'd stepped foot in a time traveler and stepped out centuries earlier. It felt like she was in a fairy tale forest that she'd heard about as a child in stories. Not to mention, the forest was somehow warm, even at the wake of winter.

"This is incredible." Juvia said in awe. "Juvia's learned all the history of this place, but never actually thought it would live up to my expectations." She paused and did a few turns, taking in all of it.

"When I was little I used to think this place was haunted." Gray said with a chuckle, and Juvia gave a small laugh as well.

"Juvia can't blame you. This does seem all so much for a child." She noted how the trees draped over each other and seemed to fold in the most beautiful, perfect way.

"If you were so interested in this place, why haven't you visited yet?" Gray and Juvia walked over to a hot spring, and Juvia figured that was why the air was warmer.

"Before Juvia left for Winterfell, my father told me that Juvia should he introduced to the Godswood by a Fullbuster. If Juvia wandered in here on her own as an outsider, the gods would be irritated." She decided to sit on a nearby rock.

Gray snorted. "And you believe all that nonsense about the gods? The old and the new?"

Juvia shrugged. "Juvia knows that her father can be cruel, so she just follows his orders for the most part."

"Oh." Gray looked down. "I didn't mean to-" He stammered. "I mean I've heard about how your father is-- harsh."

"Oh, there is no need for Gray-sama to apologize!" She quickly defended. "Juvia didn't mean anything by it! And besides, Juvia is here with Gray-sama now, so I don't need to worry about my father's cruelty anymore." She sweetly smiled.

Gray furrowed his brows and looked away. "Yeah. Sure."

Juvia's eyes softened as she looked at Gray. Ever since he took the rain away, Juvia had been enamored by him. Everything she did was to get closer to Gray; she really could not get enough. She didn't know just what it was that got her so hooked, but what she did know that he was one of the only people to stick up for her like that, and he was the only person who'd taken her rain away. Unfortunately, Gray didn't seem to feel the same. Whenever she tried to talk with him, he usually kept up small talk for a short while, and then came up with an excuse as to why they had to part ways. She could tell he was annoyed with her, but she didn't mind. She adored him, regardless.

"So you don't ever think of going back home?" Gray finally asked.

Juvia shook her head. "No. Of course I miss the place, but the people, not so much."

"I could never do it." Gray looked down at the water.

"Do what?"

"Leave me home and be shipped off to marry a stranger." He said, bluntly.

Juvia shrugged. "My father always told me he'd marry me off as soon as he got the chance. Juvia's been prepared for this her whole life."

"Sheesh." Gray scratched the back of his head. "Your dad sounds swell." He said, sarcastically.

Juvia softly chuckled. "Like Juvia said, it doesn't matter anymore. Now Juvia has you!" She gave him an excited smile.

Gray didn't reply. He fought a small blush that lingered on his cheeks and kept his eyes on the water.

"But enough about Juvia's father." She followed Gray's eyes onto the water. "Your father, however, Juvia has heard he's a great man."

"He is." A side of Gray's lip curled up.

"Juvia can't wait to meet him."

"That'll be awhile." Gray sighed. "With this war going on, and all."

"Juvia is sure he is doing everything in his power to get back to Winterfell as soon as possible." She said, surely.

"Oh yeah?" He peered up at Juvia.

"Yes. If Gray-sama loves him so much, then Lord Silver must feel the same about him. Feelings are always connected between two people, no matter how far apart they may be. Since Gray-sama and Lady Mika and all of Winterfell's feelings are so strong, Lord Silver must be feeling that love. If Juvia had love like that, Juvia would do everything in her power to get back to it." She gave a reassuring grin to Gray who couldn't help but grin back.

"That's a nice way to look at it." He said. "I hope you're right."

"Juvia is certain about it." She and Gray exchanged grins. "Juvia wishes he could be here for the wedding." She looked up at the trees, imagining how their wedding would look under them. "Speaking of, do you know when our wedding is to be?" Juvia asked. Gray almost choked on air.

"No." He quickly said.

"Neither does Juvia. Maybe your mother would know?" She turned to him.

"Not sure." Gray avoided eye contact.

"Hm. Well maybe-"

"Look, I already said I don't know anything about the damn wedding!" Gray prompty stood from the rock and looked right at Juvia. "Our marriage is the last thing on my mind. I have much more important things to worry about." Gray began to walk away from where they sat, or more like stomp.

"Gray-sama, Juvia-" She stood up and reached out for him.

"Don't follow me." He turned his head momentarily before continuing his exit.

Juvia didn't say anything. She put her hand back down at her side and slowly sat back down. She remained in the Godswood for a little while. She sat and thought about Gray.

As soon as she began to melt the ice around his heart, he seemed to freeze it all up back again.

And she was determined to thaw him completely.

[aphrodicted]

hi sweetheart! i love your blog sm💕!!readings take a lot time and hard work and seeing how much readings u get kinda makes me sad! i hope u get enough rest sweetie💕last time i tried to ask for tarot reading but it seems that tumblr ate my ask :/ i hope it won't eat it this time! i wanted to ask about my soulmate! characteristics, appearance and how we will meet! ty and please have a good day bub💕

Hi, baby. Thank you so much for your kind words! Yes, readings take a lot of time, but I enjoy doing them! Don’t worry, baby, if I need rest I’ll tell all of you! Anyways, your blog is amazing and I’m a kpop fan too, so you can imagine how happy I am to do a reading for you. By the way, next time send me your initials, yes? So it will be easier for me to connect with you (maybe that’s why I didn’t answer your last request, since you could have sent it anonymously and I don’t answer those that don’t have initials).

1. What blocks our meeting? Page of Pentacles, Two of Pentacles, Knight of Pentacles (reversed). 

Work or studies may be blocking your encounter. Either one is too focused on your work/student life and you don’t have time to think about romantic relationships. It could also be that the person we are talking about doesn’t want to have a partner right now. On the other hand, the cards ask you to specify how you want your relationship with your soulmate to be. It’s essential that you decide what you want your soulmate to bring into your life and what you will bring to the life of your soulmate.

The cards have a very clear message for you. The routine in your life is being a problem to meet your soulmate. You will not be able to meet your soulmate if you don’t leave your circle of friends and start meeting new people, for example. Find new ways to go: try to take another route to go to work, institute or university. Visit places you don’t usually go to and open up to people who can approach you. Dare to talk to people who attract your attention, but now you would not speak out of fear. In conclusion, honey, break the routine and seek to do totally new things. Remember that change is the only permanent thing in our world.

2. How to overcome these obstacles? Ace of Cups, The Chariot.

Expressing your feelings to the world. You should be able to show what you feel without being afraid of the consequences. You are a cup full of love, why not let the water inside you flow? By this I don’t mean that you give off love wherever you are, but that you are honest with yourself and express what you feel when you need to. Your emotions could give you answers that logic isn’t able to deliver. Along with expressing your feelings and being more honest with yourself, why don’t you start to act? Love will not come to you if you are detained and don’t move towards love. If you don’t move, why should the Universe give you the love you’re not looking for? You cannot stay at home and ask to know your soulmate, but you must also arm yourself with courage and dare to actively search for it. Therefore, to get rid of obstacles you need emotions from honesty and act accordingly with what you want. 

3. How is he/she? Physical: Ace of Pentacles. Personality: Seven of Cups, Knight of Swords.

Physically your soulmate is a person with dark brown or black hair. They can have wicks of a slightly lighter color, although the cards don’t just confirm what color. Their skin tone is brown, since they can be someone who enjoys sunbathing. Their eyes will be dark brown or light brown.

As your personality, your soulmate is agile in communicating with others, someone strong and capable of bringing changes to the people they have in their life. The changes can be good or bad, but they are changes that you must live and will help you grow and know what you want in your life. In addition, they are an intense person and may overwhelm you at some point. If they want something they get it by their insistence. At some point they could be considered a tired person. When talking or communicating with others, they can be so honest that they become somewhat aggressive with words. Finally, they are a person who fantasizes too much. They may have difficulties in differentiating their fantasies from reality, and be very disappointed when things don’t go as they expected. They are also people with many goals and dreams, somewhat undecided at some times.

4. Where are we most likely to meet? The Emperor.

The Emperor tells us about hostile places, where one doesn’t rule, feels under someone’s orders. In the place where you are there will be a person who has power over you. It can be a place where there are orders or rules that must be followed. This card also tells us about abroad, a country where you travel.

5. At what time are there more possibilities to meet us? The Star.

If we analyze The Star as time, my girl tells you that you can meet during the months of January and February (time of Aquarius) or October. If you want a more specific time, I would tell you it could be at night. In addition, the card advises you not to abandon hope and continue to have faith in your encounter.

6. What first impression will you have of him/her? Three of Wands (reversed), The Justice, Four of Pentacles.

The first time you see your soulmate, you may not like them at all. You will think that they are someone who don’t think about the future or has no interest in their future. I even see you thinking that you don’t have any kind of future with your soulmate. You may come to believe that they are someone very greedy, possessive of their material goods or the people around them. Someone too focused on the material world. However, you will see that they are people who want everything to be clear, simple and direct. They don’t tolerate intrigues or falsehood. They are always looking for balance. Your soulmate will be a person of serious appearance.

7. What first impression will he/she have of you? Page of Cups, Nine of Cups.

They will see you as a practical and youthful person. You will transmit a very fresh energy, as if you were a child who is always happy, and who has many emotions to transmit to others. They will think that you are a loving person with a very emotional emotional side. They are going to see you as a very abundant person, who gets what you wants and has scope to anything you intends to achieve (especially your personal goals or aspirations). In addition, they will think that you are very open to love and romantic relationships. They may even think that you are looking for a romantic relationship at that time.

8. What kind of relationship will you have? Four of Cups. 

Your relationship will be very calm and stable. I don’t think there are too many ups and downs, but it can fall into the routine. You both must try to innovate and not get bored of always doing the same with each other. On the other hand, your relationship will bring calm and peace to both of you. You may know each other after a convulsive time and you both learn to be the peace of the other. You will both rest in each other’s arms and find the calm you need in difficult times.

9. Future: Ten of Cups, The Strenght, Six of Swords.

The future among you is good. The cards talk about a solid relationship from the beginning that will move forward little by little and have a future. I can’t tell you how long you will last, since that depends on you two, but there are no major obstacles in your future. My girls tell me about a march that you can do both, be it a change of house, country or a separation from an environment that isn’t beneficial for your relationship.

10. Advice: You deserve love: you’re worthy of being loved!

The message of your angels is very clear. It’s essential that you have a positive vision of your love life, and of your encounter with your soulmate. Many times you lose faith or believe that you will never achieve your goals, but in this way you become your worst enemy and limit yourself. There is nothing in you that says you shouldn’t be loved by those around you. No matter who, since you have the right to be loved and cared for by all those who wish to do so. However, it’s very important that you learn to love yourself and take care of both your physical and mental health. I’ve said it many times, but if you don’t love yourself, why do you think your soulmate should do it? The less you love yourself, the less prepared you will be to meet your soulmate. They will come when you are ready, and you must first learn to love yourself and leave the past or any difficult situation behind. Don’t pay attention to who doesn’t love you well, but focus on those who want to take care of you

Good luck, boo.

Please consider leaving feedback to know whether or not my reading has resonated with you.

[softyn]

Ephemeral (pt.2)

Requested by @jenotation :wow i really need a part two for Ephemeral, if that’s possible!! it’s so good bcjxjchxjchcxjcj

Requested by anon: i loved ephemeral!! i was wondering if you were gonna write a part 2? thank you and have a great day!!

Words: +1.5.K

Genre: angst, fluff

Warnings: none.

A/n: Hello guyss, thanks for reading! I based all Haechan’s povs on “Run Back 2 U”  by NCT127 i thought that it fitted reaaaaaally well so I hope you like it!

-Mai.

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Haechan looked at the framed photo of the two of you, he couldn’t bring himself to get rid of it.

He would love to call you, to have a “Late night phone call date” like you used to say but he couldn’t, not since the day he said all that things to you.

He was fooled by the time, he got so used to you so he thought that he didn’t love you anymore but the truth was that he love you more than anything.

He always loves you.

The were nights where he spent it wide awake, asking himself why he did what he did. Maybe it was the routine, he always got bored with it and he thought that, maybe, he lost all the interest and he needed new things so he pretended not to see all the scars he was drawing on you.

He pretended not to see you cry everytime he treated you like shit.

But behind all of that, there was a boy who loved you because...

He always loves you.

...Even if he thought he did not do it anymore.

He picked up his phone and dialed your number, hoping that you answer it this time.

He knew that all what he was doing was selfish, after what he did, he should let you go just like the rest of the members say but he hasn’t heard about you since that day, a month and a half ago, he just wanted to apologize.

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You looked at the phone debating yourself if you should pick up or not.

By one hand you wanted to answer it and ask him why he keeps trying to talk with you.

But in the other hand you didn’t want to pick up, you knew that you’ll end up crying and it would break everything you and Renjun worked for.

After that day, Renjun has spent every single day he could with you, trying to improve your mood. He always brought you stuffed animals, flowers or food that he bought to see you smile again, it was his little details what made you happy again, thanks to him you were going to be able to turn the page.

It was time to turn the page.

You looked at your phone again which didn’t ring anymore and you sighed, you would have to talk to him, sooner or later, but you had to do it.

Suddenly, you heard the door being knocked.

You get up from the sofa and you opened the door, surprising yourself.

“Renjun! I thought that you couldn't come today?” You yelled with a bright smile.

“We finished practice earlier today so I thought that it could be nice to have dinner together.” He said, showing up some bags with food.

You smiled again and let him in.

“You shouldn’t have come, you must be really tired and you should rest more.” You said.

“I rather spend my time with you than alone.” He said and you slightly blushed.

“Thank you Renjun, for everything you’ve done.” You said.

“You don’t need to thank me y/n.” He smiled too, looking at you.

Renjun examined your face, he was dying to kiss you but he couldn’t, not since you were his best friend’s ex.

He would be lying if he said that he doesn’t love you.

In fact, he has done it since the first day he met you, at Sm building, you two talked about your music taste and hobbies. Renjun had never felt so comfortable with someone he just met, that day, he felt like he was the happiest person in the world.

The second time you met, made him fall in love with you even more, he loved your personality as much as he loves to spend his free time with you, you treated him like a lifelong friend and he wanted to keep talking with you forever.

Even the third time you met was great but then, the fourth time, you didn’t came alone, Haechan was with you and he introduced you as his girlfriend.

He could have never guessed that you were that girl who Haechan always talked about. He was sad, of course, but at the same time he was happy because you were happy.

He was okay with just being your friend, or at least, he convinced himself of it.

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Once Renjun arrived to the dorms, he sighed, he was really tired but he didn't regret meeting you of course.

“Hey Renjun.” He was greeted by Haechan, who was waiting him at Renjun's room.

“Hey Haechan, what are you doing here?” Renjun asked.

“Where have you been?” He asked, ignoring his question.

Renjun looked at him in silent

“There's no way he knows.” Renjun thought.

He has been always really cautious when it comes to you, only a few member knew that he was still seeing you.

“Renjun I know that you have been seeing her.” Haechan sighed. “Look, I'm not mad at you, I.. I just want to know how is she, okay? I always tried to call her, I want to apologize but she never picks up... I really regret what I said and I want her to know it.” He explained.

Renjun stayed in silent for a few seconds, thinking in the right words.

“She's better now but you need to give her some space... she needs her time, you really hurt her Haechan, a lot.” He said.

Haechan nodded, looking at his feet like they were the most interesting thing in this world.

Haechan started to walk, ready to leave the room but he stopped at the door's frame and looked at Renjun.

“I know that I'm not the most indicated person to say it but... Treat her well Renjun, don't fuck things up like I did, she... she is great.” Haechan said.

“Sin.. since when did you know?” Renjun aksed.

“That you've been seeing her? A few days, but if you are asking about you liking her... I've known for months... I already knew when we broke up and it was one of the reasons why I said all that things... I was jealous, you two always spent time together and she always talked about you and I didn't think properly.” He explained.

Renjun didn’t say anything and just watched how Haechan left the room.

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“I can’t believe that you haven’t visited the TeamLab World before.” Renjun said.

“Is it that good?” You asked.

“You’ll see.” He smiled.

You smiled back while blushing a little.

It’s been four months since Haechan and you broke up and Renjun has been with you since then.

You weren’t mad at Haechan, not anymore. In fact, he called you not long ago and you picked up. He explained everything, the stress, the insecurities he had, the jealousy... and you forgave him.

And all of this were thanks to Renjun, he was the one who helped you not to sink. 

He made you feel happy again and eventually, you ended up falling in love with him.

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“So where are we going first?” You asked.

“To the crystal room, you will love it.” he answered.

Once you arrived to the room, your eyes widened in awe, the room was beautiful.

The whole room was surrounded by crystals that hung from the ceiling, with beautiful purple, blue, pink and white lights. The atmosphere was calm, with a small background melody that improved the mood.

“Woah this is.... amazing.” You said with your eyes and mouth still  open.

“Its beautiful, right?” He said and you nodded, walking with him around the room.

Renjun smiled and looked at you, you were so beautiful with all these lights and the brightness in your eyes, while looking at the crystals.

“You know... I've always wanted to confess to the girl I like here.-+” He said.

You stopped your steps and looked at him, surprised.

You didn’t say a word, so he continued talking.

“I know that you won’t probably feel the same but I’m madly in love with you.. Since the first time we met. I’ve never believed in love at first sight but since that day, I really believe in it, but you were with Haechan, so I convinced myself that it was only a silly crush.” He sighed, not wanting to look at you.

“Then, when Haechan told you all that things I get to mad at him that I thought that I would kill him but when I saw your face... I’ve never feel  that bad for something I didn’t do.” He said with a little smile.

He made eye contact with you, and he took your hands.

-So y/n, please, accept my confession and be my girlfriend?- He asked and you smiled.

“I’m not gonna say that I love you since the first time we met, because I really liked Haechan at that time, but, all this months I’ve spent with you Renjun has been amazing. You’ve taught me how much you care about me and how great you are, and it has been really difficult to me not to fall for your charms.” You giggled. “Of course I want to be your girlfriend Renjun.” You said.

He smiled brightly and he hugged you.

You hugged him back and smiled too, you felt safe in his arms, as if nothing was going to hurt while you were surrounded by his arms.

“I love you.” He murmured.

“I love you too.” You smiled.

// Masterlist //