#cuz relatable

[noa-ciharu]

FuuKam [double) ---- i believe in your ability😎😎 even it is short---

Ofc i can't keep anything short so 1.5k of mostly fluff. TRC universe as fluffy x!fuukam is close to impossible to even imagine, let alone write.

Edit: my mistake I answered the wrong ask lmao guess imma be needing those glasses.

Anywho, without further ado:

22 (playful teasing) + 28 (surprising with favorite treat) + little bit of 9 (exchanging gifts):

“Get out of my sight before I make you”

Second later sound of footsteps died down. Kamui needn’t turn around to know Fuuma stood few feet behind him. Noone else in their right mind would seek him out; at the dead of night only would if base was under attack.

Plus, the scent. It was far too familiar to Kamui’s liking. Given how much time they’ve spent in intimately close proximity, nothing less was to be expected. Bitter pill to swallow, but it simply was the fact.

“So mean Kamui”, Fuuma puffed, faked woefulness. “What if I have something for you?”

Curiosity got best of him, Kamui glanced over shoulder. Pitch black darkness, however vampire abilities allowed him to discern Fuuma’s hand was in pocket; perhaps he, indeed, brought something and wasn’t teasing him for sake of teasing.

It’s been day or two since Kamui last feasted on this one human in particular. Humans are too fragile, demise is inevitable if they lose too much blood. It would be distasteful to lose only willing prey in this universe, let alone to recklessness. That wasn’t the sole reason Kamui would rather avoid Fuuma’s preventable death, but only one he was willing to admit.

Kamui raised up and began crossing distance between them. “Do you have a death wish?”, he murmured under breath, loud enough for Fuuma to hear him. He halted once got couple inches away from Fuuma. Kamui eyed his exposed neck and tried to dampen down rising bloodlust.

Fuuma smiled in a way that made Kamui wish to wipe that grin off with both his fist and lips. Then he eased hand out of pocked and extended the object forwards. It was a pink heart-shaped … something? Understatement to say he was puzzled.

“This is for you”, tone half amused half flirty, like Fuuma was expecting the bafflement.

Soft chuckle from Fuuma. After slight pause he offered - “It’s chocolate”

Ah. Kamui has definitely heard of human treat named as such but never had spark of curiosity to find out what the whole hype was about; brushed it off as ‘yet another humans’ nonsense’. Before Kamui could pounder on how he ought to proceed about whole ordeal Fuuma shoved gift into his hands. Seeing no reason to refuse, Kamui accepted the package; extended nails and ripped package apart.

He lifted cover up and there they were – dozens of tiny brown heart-shaped things. Those gotta be chocolates, he reflected on seeing similar stuff in shops in more civilized universes.

“You’re in such hurry to unwrap my gift, I’m flattered”, Fuuma gloated further, went as far to wink at him. Kamui had to bite back impulse to elbow him.

“Shut up or you’ll be the next thing these nails will slash through”, he settled on threatening instead. Of course they both knew Kamui won’t really do that. Hence Fuuma only beamed further. Smug bastard.

Kamui was in no shape or form familiar with humans traditions, he had no clue why Fuuma opted for such gift. Blood packages would have been far more useful, desserts and human food in general served no purpose to vampires.

“Vampires don’t eat chocolate. I don’t need this”, Kamui explained and shoved box back towards Fuuma. He didn’t accept it back.

Instead Fuuma made and exaggerated mournful expression and released equally exaggerated moan of distress; lamented like world was ending. “Kamui you wound me!”, Fuuma cried out, even went as far to wipe away fake tears.

“What an impolite way to refuse my romantic gesture”

Romantic huh? Oh right, humans associated light colored and heart-shaped stuff to ‘love’ and ‘romance’. So sentimental, so unneeded. Looks like his human succumbed to that idiocy as well. Kamui sighed and retraced nails; sharply gazed up att Fuuma and wordlessly demanded further elaboration.

Fuuma got the message that such traditions were unfamiliar to vampires as he muttered rushed okay and pushed on - “In world I’m from we celebrate holiday called ‘Valentine’s day’. All the lovers gather, share gifts and celebrate -“

“don’t describe our relationship in such disgusting way”

“- hush hush Kamui, it is a fitting description. Since I have no way of knowing when precise date is here but I’m sure a full year has passed, I decided little celebration is due“

“So a little token of appreciation”

Fuuma finished with sheepish grin, telltale what was on his mind – idiotic fantasy of them being lovey dovey. Of course it was some romantic stupidity , Kamui reflected; then frowned further. Obviously this meant something to Fuuma, otherwise he would have gone out of his way to contact multidimensional witch for that gift. Did he have no shame at all? Unbelievable.

Objectively observing the situation, Kamui had no real reason to refuse; chocolate would do him no harm. Frankly speaking, his appetite was whet, both figuratively and literally.

“Would you try one? For me?”, Fuuma prompted further with fake kicked puppy look. Manipulative bastard.

Kamui sighed; closed eyes as one look of Fuuma’s triumphant grin would evoke homicidal rage within him. Then Kamui gave one of chocolates a try.

Taste was…. It definitely was something. Sweet and syrupy, maybe a bit overtop; but Kamui find it that he relished in saccharine taste. Chocolate literally melted on tongue, made mouth water. Never before has he tasted anything similar, anything so sweet; flavor got him addicted in heartbeat in way that only blood could. Kamui’s eyes winded the moment he realized what he’s been missing all these decades.

He instantly was aware of one thing – no, one fact. He craved more.

“Good?”

During all that life-altering awe, it slipped Kamui’s mind he was under Fuuma’s keen eye. How stupid of him to let guard down like that, gotta be romance and chocolate’s fault. He’d be damned to admit chocolate got his mouth watering for more.

“….no”, Kamui lied, badly.

Without sparing Fuuma a glance he turned around and strolled back towards log he previously was seated on. Of course Fuuma followed him in a heartbeat; sat beside him and grinned like love-struck idiot. Their knees touched; Kamui’s heart skipped a beat, face heated up. Maybe there was something in chocolate to make him act like pinning teenager.

Fuuma leaned in and whispered into his ear - “I knew you’d like it”

Such husky tone, such close proximity, Kamui couldn't help shivering. Per impulse he pushed Fuuma away; self-preservation kicked in. That didn’t deteriorate Fuuma in slightest, he chuckled softly and fetched one of chocolates for himself.

In that moment something flashed in Kamui’s mind. Before he could reflect on what ought to be said and what better is left unsaid, Kamui asked - “You said gifts are meant to be mutual shared?”

The moment words left lips Kamui knew mushiness rot his brain alive. There was no other explanation for his behavior tonight. Anyhow, this too, gotta be Fuuma’s fault.

“They usual are”

“I don’t have anything for you”, Kamui replied resignedly. He stole one glance and Fuuma and spied a mouth-splitting grin along with playful glint in eyes. Unfortunately (or fortunately in this case), Kamui was far too familiar with what that over cheerful expression meant.

Fuuma opened mouth and beamed like he won the lottery – “Well, you ca-”

“No, I’m not giving you a kiss or whatever your perverted mind came up with”, Kamui glared and cut in.

Fuuma closed eyes and smiled sheepishly; raised palms up and laughed - “Caught red handed”

Falliing victim to previously denied impulse, Kamui elbowed him gently; perhaps Fuuma took it more as flirting for he only continued laughing. Vague blush raised to cheeks, Kamui tore gaze to side.

His eyes fell to chocolate box. Craving returned at lighting speed. He wanted to…

“Can I feed you rest of the chocolates?”

Do you even think before you speak, Kamui wanted to hiss back. Still, he wanted to taste those sweet sweet chocolates again and picking them in front of Fuuma felt like a defeat in a way. But on other hand, accepting Fuuma’s offer in a heartbeat would be fatal blow to pride, he’d be damned to give in so easily.

Kamui pouted and murmured under breath - “I’m not a baby to be fed”

“You’re missing a point”, Fuuma laughed and ruffled his hair. Before Kamui could retort and pushing him away Fuuma retreated.

Instead of listening, Fuuma picked one of chocolates and lifted it to Kamui’s lips; clearly ignored is half-baked protests. Still, Kamui puffed and refused to open lips; no matter how oh so much he wanted to.

“Just on this occasion Kamui. You’re always so cold and while I like your feisty attitude it only make me want to be lovey dovey with you more”, Fuuma teased further, expressed his yearnings and overall appeared like kicked puppy.

Deep down Kamui knew he was being manipulated into giving in to fluffy idiocy; knew refusal wouldn’t hurt Fuuma nearly as much as he pretended it would. Yet still…

Kamui sighed, parted lips and closed eyes. Even behind eyelids he could visualize Fuuma’s beam.

[userarmand]

louis + grounding armand when he starts to spiral

2.04 / 2.06 / 2.05

[tanblaque]

[tapeworrmart]

Hand that bites 🩸

[bittersweet-n-smilin]

You're telling me I'm supposed to be looking at this fictional man and I'm NOT supposed to want to tenderly kiss his face and neck and tell him how pretty and wonderful he is??? cruel

[kaiju-krew]

stargazing⭐

[jamjoob]

Hi everybody- *gunshot*

[kkbardd]

Reverse Nerd!AU in which Asuka is a fictional character and Rei is a diehard weeb who makes her their entire personality

[ashlynxsgravestone]

saw this in a dream and had to recreate it

[astrolavas]

thinking about the... potential clawthorne woodcarving mentorship.

+ bonus cuz also thinking abt how if hunter ever met dell's palisman and got reminded of flapjack, he'd probably feel bad abt making that association cuz he knows what it's like to be seen only as someone's different version (even though the bird wouldn't mind much so lol)

[basoogil]

asdfghjkl;

[essektheylyss]

My thing about Veth potentially venturing into polyamory is that I do think everyone involved would be perfectly fine with it and happy to help her experiment, and I think that no matter how they do it, it would not fix her. This isn't to say that she wouldn't get any benefit out of trying! It's just to say that it's not a solution to her actual problem, because I genuinely don't think the problem is that she's lacking any one thing that would make her life complete.

Fundamentally, I think Veth struggles with the idea that there will come a point at which she has to settle. Not in a bad way, just in the sense that she is one person with one life and she will have to live within those bounds. Because the thing is, I don't really think her issue ends at struggling to "have it all"; to an extent she does! She is a good parent, even if her kid is a little rebellious; her marriage is supportive (and has fun sex); she gets to go off to save the world with Yeza's blessing on occasion, when the world needs saving. She doesn't have all of these things all the time, but... that's not really a flaw, that's just a fact of life.

But she started out her adult life settling to an extent—even if she loved Yeza and loved being Luc's mom, she did the safe thing that was expected of her. The goblin attack and everything that transpired after shoved her out of that life, but in retrospect, to an extent it likely feels that that pushed her to find something more that she wouldn't have had otherwise. Being pushed to her limit under the worst conditions made her better, stronger, braver, and at the end of it she found that she could have both her original life and much of her new life—so why wouldn't she then wonder if further experiences of that ilk could do the same?

Crucially, she has not actually run up against a hard limit yet, and as such she hasn't had reason to believe that there is a point at which she has to stop and recognize that there isn't more for her to find. When she was drinking more heavily during missions, even when it caused the death of herself or others, there were no long-term consequences. And the thing is, I'm not saying that she should face that kind of major consequence, but she seems as though she is scared to accept that maybe she could be happy if she stopped before she does.

I'm also not suggesting that she should stop experimenting or trying new things—the Luxon knows I am not one to talk in that realm—but I do think she is searching for novelty not because that would make her happy, but because she doesn't believe that she has the capacity to know what would make her happy. She was unaware that polyamory was even an option, so think of what else she might not be aware of! She doesn't have perfect knowledge of the world, after all, so how can she trust that she's found what she really wants? So yeah, she could fuck someone else, and it might even be an enjoyable experience that she didn't know was missing! But that only prolongs the question of what else she might be missing.

I think that deep down, she's terrified that if she doesn't keep pushing until that external hard limit, she will end up with regrets later, and simultaneously she is resentful that her friends all seem to have reached a point where they are largely content with what they have, because she wants them to have everything. She wants herself to have everything. And she has not yet allowed herself to come to terms with the fact that only she can determine when the everything of what she already has is enough, and anything else is the cherry on top.

[stardustspaceway]

a collection of hatchetfield doodles I’ve been drawing throughout the week ^_^

[kalofi]

happy pride month here’s my contribution of trans nanami who didn’t transition until after he left jjtech and so when he comes back a brick shithouse it throws everyone for a loop. the group chat and i have dubbed this pre-t version of him nananiña. naniña for short

[rakkuntoast]

they're actually co-workers they themselves told me

[peachybruiseslego]

oh nyas never gonna let lloyd forget that one