#do you??? want me to kiss you?? also didnt captain say no kissing on shift?

[tommygotwrittenoff]

after buddie moves in together, they need to be on every shift together or else they'll drive everyone insane being like "i miss him" every five seconds

[faith369]

dbf!sugardaddy!price (a continuation of this)

Pairing: Captain John Price x fem!reader

Warnings: age gap (reader is in their early 20s) suggestive, mdni, nsfw

You stood in front of the door, your clothes felt uncomfortably wet on your body , luckily the carport of the door gave you protection from the rain. When you had left the house 30 minutes ago, the sun was still shining, and no sign of the rain shower that was about to come down was to be seen. The weight of John's wallet laid in your hand, the feeling of the soft leather in your palm, gave you a sense of comfort. He had forgotten it a few days ago after paying your dad a visit to watch some footballmatch. You hesitated to push down the cold metal of the doorbell. In all honesty, you hoped he wasn‘t home, you weren‘t too keen on seeing him again after your dad's birthday. After you waited for a few minutes, your heart feeling like it would jump out of your chest at any moment, and no one had opened the door, relief washed over you, and you turned to leave.

"Wait,“ John's voice bolted through you like a lightning strike. You faced him, unsure of what to say your mindgoing blank. "Um, dad told me to bring you your wallet.“ Your eyes were trained on your shoes, you wouldn't risk having to look into the deep blue of his eyes, especially knowing you'd get lost in it or rather drown. Price furrowed his brows, seeing the way you stood there. “Did you walk here?” you just nodded in response to his question not trusting yourself with words. "You're shaking. Come on in.“ you stepped inside the warm house it smelled like pine and ciggars, it smelled like him. A little jolt of electricity went through you when you felt John's hand on yours as you handed him his wallet. “I could've picked that thing up, Love didn't have to come here and get drenched by the rain. I don't want to be the reason you're going to come down with a cold”. You tried to let the fact that he just called you love not get to your head and just quietly follow his lead to the kitchen. He made you sit down at in one of the chairs, even tho you didnt want to you just wanted to go home and hide yourself.

The kitchen furniture was made out of dark hardwood. Price brought you a towel to at least dry off your hair, the silence that filled in the room was an uncomfortable one. You still didn't dare looking him in the eyes and instead opted to look at the towel that you had laid in front of you after being done drying off your hair. The way you felt for him was confusing and the only clear thought that your mind was able to form was the fact that you shouldn't but you wanted to be with him. The deep clearing of a throat pulled you out of your thoughts "About what happened a few weeks ago, I'm really sorry, this shouldn't have happened, and I also shouldn't have left you there I didn't want to make you uncomfortable.“ You stayed silent for a few moments, not knowing how to respond to his words. „I...I liked what you did.“ Your cheeks burned. You didn't know why you had to be honest; you should've just told him that it was fine and forgotten, but the fact that he bought you the bag and initiated a kiss made you brave and maybe just a bit hopeful that he'd do it again.

You could feel his weight shift on the wood floors as he came over, you felt small at the way he towered over you. John's hand came to caress your face, his warm skin felt good against your cold one. "You really shouldn't say stuff like this to a man, Hun. Particularly not to your dad's friend, you have no idea how hard that makes me". His voice sounded strained a hint of guilt hushed through you, him being in a moral dilemma wasn't your intention but you still found yourself unbuckling his belt, a new-found confidence running through you at the words he just let out. "Fuck, you really shouldn't-.“ A deep growl left his lips before he could finish the sentence. The feeling of your pretty lips wrapped around his cock made him grab your still damp hair. You could feel a few drops of pre cum on your tongue as you licked over the slit of his throbbing length, his grip tightened when you lowered your head even further, but he was too big to fully take in. Suddenly Price yanked your head away, still looking down at you, but this time with a dangerous glint in his eyes, one that made an unsettling feeling creep up your spine, but at the same time you clenched your legs together. "Oh, big mistake, love. Do you really think you can just do that?” His movements as he lifted you up in his arms were carefully planned, still keen on not hurting you, but his voice had an undertone that made you shiver in both anticipation and a hint of fear. “W..what are you doing” you swallowed as he carried you through his big house. "M' going to show what happens when you want to play with a real man, love.“

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-Requests are open <333

[cocksucker6000]

(Hi same person just adding more) sub/bottom reader, semi/public jealous sex, liyue/monstadt boys! (You can use either gender neutral or he/him pronouns! Btw I love ur work)

envious desire ☆ mond + liyue

your boyfriend couldn’t be this jealous…could he?

sub m reader + zhongli, childe, kaeya, diluc, albedo

cw ;; slight possessive behavior, semi public/exhibitionism, kinda shitty IM SO SORRY, no beta we are MEN, diluc is my fav can you tell, sub top reader and aphrodisiac use in albedo’s part

a/n ;; thank you for the request!! i didnt do xiao since i feel like he would just cry when he gets jealous, poor thing ,, i might do smt about that someday tho

zhongli ;;

the ex-geo archon was also so…stoic. you had always known him to have such a calm and collected demeanor—you weren’t even sure if he’d flinch if one of his boulders came hurling towards him. you hadn’t expected him to react like this after going for tea with the ginger harbinger while he was in the area—but now he had you pinned against a wall in one of the back alleys of liyue harbor, breathing heavy and low in your ear, his cock pressing against your clothed ass as his weight sa sandwiched you between him and the wall. “z—zhongli…”

“shh, my sweet thing.” he cooed, holding your waist with one hand as the other traced up and down your inner thighs. “you want me to make you feel good, don’t you?”

you mewled when he palmed at your erection. “‘could make you feel better than that fatuus ever could. he doesn’t have any idea what he’s doing…” he kissed at your jaw, biting down softly. you could feel the outline of his small fangs against your flesh, causing you to groan.

“love, just…n-not here.”

he obliged to your request, and you found yourself pinned against his bed with his cock buried deep in your walls in no time.

childe ;;

to say that your harbinger boyfriend got jealous easily was an understatement. he felt his eyes narrow as he watched another man’s hands on your’s, trailing your hips and waist with fervor. the truth is, he had to, he was only a higher up sent to train your level of recruits and he was adjusting your stance with a blade. but all childe could focus on from the distance were the way your hips shifted with his guide, the rosy tint on your cheeks from the brisk snezhnayan air.

the man stepped back and watched you slash through the chests of the training dummies placed in front of you, praising your work. tartaglia’s mind only wandered further, that should be me, as he stepped up to the two of you. “solid work, (name).”

the tone in his voice was condescending, and you could even see it in his eyes. you’d suppose that’s how you found yourself pinned to a brick wall the moment childe dragged you away. “ngh, childe…”

he hummed in your neck as his eyes darkened, already stuffing his hand down your trousers. “mmn. something the matter?”

“n—no…” you stammered, whining as you pushed your hips towards his touch.

“good.”

kaeya ;;

you felt your boyfriend’s gloved hand creep up your thigh, distracting you from your conversation with the redhead behind the bar counter. kaeya might’ve been nagging him as well if it weren’t for your presence—but right now, all of the words you exchanged seemed to blur together. there was an awfully friendly, perhaps even sultry tone in your voice that the cavalary captain couldn’t stand. his fingers suddenly squeezed the flesh of your thigh as he shot his brother a look of warning.

diluc hesitated for a moment before turning away to tend to some dirty glasses. “the two of you have had enough to drink.”

kaeya led you out into the cool air of the mondstat evening, sighing. you couldn’t tell if it was one of relief or not.

“sorry, ‘kae…” you hesitated.

“no, no, sweetest…” your boyfriend cooed, leaning down to take your chin in his awfully elegant fingers for a drunk man. “this only gives me all the more reason to make you mine.”

“mmg—“ you were cut off by his lips on your’s. you kissed him back with needy fervor and found yourself pinned against a secluded wall of bricks. the city was quiet in the night, not a soul would catch the two of you. your hand was on his hip, fingers dipping under his corset.

“let me take you home, yeah?” he suggested.

“no—“ you let out a little whine as he caressed your ass. “t—take me right here, please…we’ll warm up.”

you practically ignited a flame in his chest as he planted a wet kiss on your neck. “as you wish.”

diluc ;;

you weren’t aware the tavern owner had this kind of side to him, gripping your jaw so hard you were scared it would leave a red mark in his place. his lips on your’s were sloppy and fervent, like he was trying to prove to you that you were his, and his only—and after a long closing shift, you couldn’t blame him.

you muttered his name as you stumbled against the bartop, gripping the pine with a splintering vice. diluc had one hand on your waist as he rubbed against your thigh like some teenager, you were sure you might’ve heard a whimper against your lips. “luc—r-right here? really?”

“please, ‘can’t—i…i need to claim you.” your fingers threaded through his hair as he growled into your neck.

“nnh…” you sighed as you felt his hand sneak under your slacks to palm at your cock—you could feel something of a wave of relief from the man in front of you—he could finally touch you, and make you his.

with a trail of sloppy kisses up your neck, he reached your mouth again, and pulled away softly to nuzzle your forehead. “i know you’re stressed, dee…please, go ahead.”

albedo ;;

you didn’t have any suspicions when your dear alchemist invited you to his mountain campsite and welcomed you with a warm cup of tea. how kind, was your initial thought, as you felt your cheeks redden—not just from the cold. you brought the hot mug to your lips as he pecked you on the cheek, inferring about your day.

this tea tastes a bit sweeter than usual…oh, yes, your day was good, you assure him.

“that’s good to hear.” he speaks with the same monotone tone of his as he makes his way back a station, poking around with a vile of liquid, quickly scribbling a few notes down. “what did you get up to? hanging out with those punks from the south again?”

“they aren’t—‘punks’, but, yes, i did.” you began to feel a bit warmer than you usually did in your jacket. “‘bedo, it really is just for business.”

he agreed with a small mhm, pacing back to where you sat. trailing two fingers up your jaw, he kissed you eagerly. his lips felt so sweet and hot, you couldn’t help but chase after them, you—he drugged you, didn’t he?

“why don’t you shed your coat? i can tell you’re sweating.” he pulled away, and you complied.

“albedo, you can’t—“ you hardly noticed between panting as he crawled into your lap, grinding his shorts against the growing tent in your pants.

“i can do as i please,” another short, sloppy kiss on your lips. “seeing you all disheveled like this reminds me that you’re still mine.”

[crxxnt-m]

hi, so if its ok, can you do kaeya x gn reader where kaeya caught a knight trying to send gifts and letters to court the reader, not knowing the reader is already taken by the cavalry captain, kaeya alberich, his superior? im sorry if this is cheesy but i just want to see some jealous kaeya skksksks

Know Your Place

Pairings: kaeya x gn!reader

Pronouns: they/them

Warnings: kaeya being jelly, vv jealous

A/n: PLEASE IM DOING THIS FOR THE SECOND TIME AND IM SO MAD CAUSE IT WAS SO LONG TOO 😭😭 AND I JUST WOKE UP FROM A NAP SO VERY SORRY IF THIS WAS A LITTLE LONGER TO POST UGH IM SO MAD.. like i started 7:45 and its 8:41 now >:( also its pretty bad so im very sorry, ill try and rewrite it once my anger is gone i promise

Lets talk about how kaeya is when hes jealous first

Kaeya is the type to not get jealous alot, the guy is too full of himself he knows you can never replace him and you love him

Wouldnt even know if hes jealous or not, infact no one would know, but once he shows it you know hes jealous

Possesive asf

6:46 pm, it was time, the fresh knight has just finished his afternoon shift and he proceeds to walk towards your front door.. this has become his daily routine, and it was definetly not wierd to give you random gifts ever since last week, for him atleast

Placing the box with a white base and gold stripes as its wrappers design in your front door.. he leaves with a huge smile on his face with a blush remembering about the small note he added in the box, his thoughts were interrupted when a tall blue haired man suddenly appeared almost colliding together. The knight bowed to the man, it was his senior after all and left leaving the man in complete confusion.

"What was he doing here?" The captain askes himself but shrugging off the thought and heading towards his destination. About to slip in the key you gave him so he can visit whenever in the hole he notices a box with a pretty wrapper, which makes him even more confused.. who could have left this at you door? Twisting the door open, he sees you in the dining room alone with a phone in your hand.

Noticing his presence you smile at him and he leans down to give you a kiss, "I missed you," you said "i too, love" he answered.. "Kaeya, have you been giving me these gifts lately? I have been getting them since last week" you asked as the both of you head towards your room, mostly to chill or sleep together and cuddle with each others comfort.

"I would love to say that I am but unfortunatly, no. And in fact you have a new one just recently" he said giving you the box "oh, really? Well, its a good thing i didnt open them yet." You said, you knew when kaeya was joking around, he fools you too much you know if hes serious or not by now.

Speaking of kaeya, he was feeling all sorts of emotions he couldnt understand what he was feeling at the moment, was he mad? Sad about the fact it wasnt him giving you gifts? Is he worried for you? He doesnt know. "Ill take care of this love, dont worry, ill protect you" he said cupping you cheek and the both of you look at each other in the eye and he quickly pecks you in the lips then hug you tightly after.

You knew what was happening, you giggled shortly after and kaeya looks at you in complete confusion. "I think someone is a little jelly???" You asked him playfully

"I dont care if im jealous or not.. i dont want you feeling uncomfortable with these baby, i wanna protect you. I know i may sound possesive right now and im sorry but i really do want to protect you, i love you sweetie" he says intertwining his hands with you, you always feel safe whenever your with him.

The next day, same time and location. The guy was back but this time with a letter in hand, he thought today was the day to express his feelings.. in a paper... heading towards your home he sees a big pile of familiar boxes just lying down on the ground. The guy was too stunned to speak.

"W-what, why? What happened?" He asked himself with so much on his head he doesnt notice a blue haired man walking slowly with his hands on his pockets "you would have had a chance if she was single" he said startling the knight "look small fry you have two choices, we can take this outside and talk or you agree to stop on hitting on my s/o, if i were you id choose correctly, just a snap of my finger i can easily turn your life upside down.. mostly your job." Kaeya said, he was furious at this point and the knight couldnt even move a single inch.

"Pathetic" kaeya scoffed "stop giving my s/o your dumb gifts and make sure to never come back, there will definetly be consequences if you choose to pursue this fantasy of yours thats for sure" kaeya said. He was like a giant from the guys point of view making him even more scared, he kneel bows to him and immedietly runs away after. Kaeya smirks in victory.

Little did the blue haired guy know the love of his life was listening and is slowly coming out of their home to see the situation. You were relieved there was no violence involved today and you go towards kaeya to give him a hug. "Thank you love, you saved me. I promise to buy you wine later" you said sighing in relief against his chest.

"You're welcome, sweetie. I'd do anything for you, i love you so much"

End~

Finished at 9:34pm and im hungry asf

[levworship]

Okay but I just read what the other anon requested and that was so good?? I didn’t think I had a thing for receiving oral but wtf 😭🤚could I maybe request smth if you got time?? Could it be a reunion between volleyball teams from miyagi and tokyo? So nekoma, fukorodani, seijoh, Johzenji (terushima’s tongue piercing PLS), karasuno, itachiyama You were the old manager of nekoma and was friends with literally everyone, during the talk kuroo somehow mentioned that in the nekoma reunion like 2 years ago it somehow ended with the main guys all taking turns eating you out and that pisses off the rest of the guys because that was their fantasy?? This ends up with you (with consent ofc) being sat down on kuroo’s lap as the guys also take turns eating you out (inspired by the other anon because 😩) I understand if you obviously can’t mention everyone, but pls mention terurshima, sakusa (who would only let you make a mess on his face) and bokuto if you could <3 ALSO the idea of two people eating you out at the same time, maybe bokuto and terushima?? IM NASTY OKAY BUT PLS DO THAT

Ty in advanceeee

i’m usually pretty fast but this took me a whole two days to write smh i’m sorry anon. hope you enjoy tho <3 i wanted it to be a lil longer but i’m so tired and i rlly wanted to get this out for you.

cw: group sex (like.. big group), hella sub reader, also fem reader, anal lol, oral (fem reviving), kuroo is the ringleader, humiliation ig, reader kinda into it doe, dirty talk, degrading + praise, squirting, overstimulation

summary: basically everyone wants to eat out/fuck y/n. explicitly written in here is kuroo, oikawa, sakusa, bokuto, and terushima. the rest is implied.

word count: about 1.9k

your face was buried into kenma’s stiff shoulder, your whole body feeling hot as your group of friends continued to talk about you as if you weren’t even there. but clearly they hadn’t forgotten about you too much considering the way their eyes burned holes into you from all around so indiscreetly that you couldn’t even sit your ass still.

you weren’t quite sure how the previous conversation had shifted so suddenly, but kuroo seemed more than happy with the subject change as his signature asshole smirk never left his features. “- yeah, ‘bout two years ago i’d say. she was a good fuck too. poor thing was so eager to make us feel good that she passed out.” kuroo continued to drag his story as if to intentionally provoke the others, and the staring at you only got worse. your nerves were shot.

you looked and felt like a precious bunny being stared down by a bunch of wolves. and honestly? it was hot as fuck.

which is why you didn’t bother to argue when you were practically dragged into the locker room of the old gym, daichi hurriedly locking the door behind all of you. you couldn’t help but feel bad for just a second. ‘didnt some of these guys have girlfriends? couldve sworn i saw terushima enter with some girl.’ but how could you possibly focus on that when your clothes were being literally ripped off of you and disregarded to who knows where?

your legs felt weak, both out of shock and nervousness from being handled so roughly. “bring her here, bo. sit her down on my lap.” bokuto (for perhaps the first time in his life) was silent as he dragged you over to the other ex-captain, setting you down in his lap on his spot on the bench just as he’d requested. kuroo snickered and raised a hand to cup your cheeks, squeezing them together like you were a little baby before releasing.

“ease up, will ya? so damn tense i can feel it from here. you know we’ll take good care of you.” he spoke so lowly and reassuringly that you couldn’t help but to nod like a fool as he turned you around in his lap to fit the others. he tapped your thigh once, twice, and you quickly picked up on the hint and opened your legs for their viewing pleasure. you tried to put your face down as you were smothered in shame from just how quickly you got wet from their rough handling, but kuroo gripped onto your face once again and forced you to look up.

“look up, baby. so many big strong men dying to make you cum so fucking hard. be a little more thankful, yeah? say it.” “thank you.” he shook his head with a small laugh before releasing your face, but not before lightly tapping your face twice with soft slaps. still, you remained out of it even as oikawa settled himself between your legs, looking up at you with the same lazy smile you frequently saw him wearing around you.

“smells so damn good. finally gonna let me get a taste, cutie?” he spoke lowly as if he were to himself before diving in and holy shit. you figured he’d be pretty experienced. the guy was a literal chick magnet. but damn, this exceeded your expectations by far. your body threatened to curl over itself if it hadn’t been for kuroo’s sturdy grip on your twitching thighs. the way he sucked vigorously at your clit while swiping his tongue along your folds to capture more of your essence had you drawing nothing but blanks up there.

“haven’t even cum yet for us and already going dumb?” kuroo teased, planting a kiss just behind your ear, a shocking contrast to the way oikawa’s tongue worked against you just right.

the air around you was so thick you felt as if it could be cut with a knife. some of the guys surrounding you couldn’t figure out what to do with themselves, nervously shuffling their feet without taking your eyes off of you. others had clearly overcome any former shame, already slowly pumping their cocks in their hands as they hoped and prayed that they would get a turn soon. the whole scene made you feel so dirty— so wanted. the desire that leaked from their looks on you had your orgasm approaching faster than ever.

oikawa seemed to have noticed this, using his thumbs to spread your folds apart to make sure you felt him deep, muttering a quick “cum on my fucking mouth, princess.” the simple phrase alone made your orgasm crash down on you finally. your fingers tangled in his soft hair, which was now messy and tossed thanks to you.

you nearly passed out right there when he continued to lick you clean even as you violently shook in kuroo’s grasp, the black haired boy having to shove the other away forcefully just to separate his mouth from you. “that’s enough of that. did he make you feel good baby?” your eyes are still shut as you cling onto the leftover bliss, only offering a quiet “mhm.” “good girl. think you can give us another?” the question was clearly rhetorical, which should’ve been clear by the was he was already gesturing someone else forward. but still, you shook your little fucked out head ‘no’ and prayed upon some god that he’d have mercy on your poor quivering cunt.

but you knew better than to expect mercy from kuroo of all people. especially when it came to your body, when he kept whispering to you about how you were such a “perfect little toy,” and his “favorite doll to use.” before you knew it sakusa was diving into your pussy quickly without giving you time to do so much as muster up the energy to open your eyes again. his mouth was quick and desperate to get you off, moving with a sense of urgency as his hands busied themselves palming at his covered dick. he wasn’t nearly as precise or experienced as oikawa was, but his eagerness made up for it as he ate you out like a starved man.

your hips threatened to buck against his face wildly, cries of “please, please, please” falling from your mouth even though you didn’t even know what you were begging for. all you knew was that you needed more than what he was giving you right now. the man above you seemed to have read you like an open book once again as he released one of your thoughts to reach a hand around to your sensitive bud, pressing down on it softly. “see this?” he murmured, only receiving a small “hm.” in acknowledgement as omi continued his assault on your little hole. greedy fuck. “try touching her here. she loves that shit.” you cried out for more again, clenching tightly at the way he spoke of your body as if you weren’t even there.

the second sakusa tore himself away from your folds to wrap his lips around your clit, you were a goner for sure. there was a distant scream that you didn’t even recognize as your own until kuroo muffled them with his hand, body twitching and jerking more than it had the previous time. the room fell to a sudden silence even as you came down from your high, causing you to let out a confused hum.

kuroo’s chuckle broke the quietness, his large hand slapping your wet overstimulated mound and making you yelp. “didn’t know you were a squirter, baby. how come you didn’t do this for us the first time hm?” another rhetorical question. his hand trailed down lower, collecting some of your juices before he began to prod a finger at your other hole. “fuck- gonna let me bury myself in here again? want both of your holes fucked out?” and you couldn’t help but cry out because fuck yes! you couldn’t think of anything you’d want more. you nodded your head and panted like a sex craved mutt, and perhaps you would’ve been as humiliated as you were before if you weren’t so damn thirsty for it. every inch of you was begging to be ravished and destroyed, and you couldn’t help but grow more and more impatient as the time passed.

kuroo didn’t take his eyes off of you as he nodded towards the crowd once again, sakusa taking the hint and reluctantly scurrying off to palm at himself through his sweatpants just as he previously had. kuroo’s command must’ve been unclear though, as both of you were pulled away from your eye contact at the sound of a comical bonk followed by two grunts of “ow.” perhaps you would’ve laughed if the two aforementioned fools weren’t kneeling in front of your drenched pussy, ready to service you eagerly just as the other two had.

a chill ran up your spine as you surveyed each of their features. while both of them shared the same underlying expressions of lust and desperation, you couldn’t help but note how bokuto’s face resembled one of an excited puppy dog that perhaps would’ve been adorable in another circumstance while terushima’s was much more primal. “look at that” kuroo’s voice in your ear dragged you back out of your own head as he slowly sunk another finger into your tight ass. just because he was going to treat you like a whore didn’t mean you didn’t deserve prep. “making a fool out of themselves, all because they’re so desperate to get a taste of that perfect pussy. doesn’t that make you feel filthy?”

kuroo couldn’t do anything but shake his head at your lack of response, finally releasing your thighs for a moment to grab at both of their napes, silently demanding for you to hold them open yourself. “well? since you’re both so impatient, think you two can work together as a team? if i hear her complain even one time, i’m not letting either of you touch again.”

the two of them nodded obediently, and your eyes nearly rolled back at how demanding kuroo was being right now. it was clear that everyone knew who was truly holding the ropes here, and yet no one was complaining about the arrangement. seemingly satisfied with their responses, kuroo released their necks and his hands smacked yours away so he could replace them and hold up your thighs himself once again. “think you’re ready to take my cock now in here, y/n?” he smirked as he lined himself up. “gonna let me fuck this ass while you let both of them eat that slutty pussy? such a dirty girl. so fuckin’ good for us” he continued to spew filth at you as he lined himself up at your entrance, allowing you to sink down slowly.

you hissed at the stretch, but of course didn’t have much time to focus on the sensation because bokuto and terushima had finally decided that they’d been waiting for long enough. they worked diligently, the cool metal of teru’s tongue piercing flicking against your bud while bokuto slurped on your juices so loudly that the sound filled the room in the most embarrassing way possible.

yeah. you were in for it tonight.

sorry for mistakes or inconsistencie. requests for bnha and haikyuu are open.

[kyunniebuns]

AHHHH I LOVED THE DILUC FATHER SCENARIO!! Could i request for childe father scenario please!! ☺

A/N: HIII ANON!! I’m glad you liked the Father Diluc I made! Oh, oh and your request is actually perfect timing too! This will no longer be JUST Father Childe! We have Bonus Kaeya too! Tyvm for requesting!!!!!

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Eleventh of The Fatui Harbingers, Childe, who’s always eager for a challenge. This man holds his ground for being one of the most dangerous member of Snezhnaya’s Darker Side. Though in your eyes? He was your father, the man who always appears with a beaming smile along with his presence that is as warm as the sun. 

Out of all the boys, this man is well versed when it comes to taking care of children. After all, it’s a second nature he developed being part of a big family. 

With you, everyone doubts that he is a velvet sheath that houses an ostensibly ornamental blade whose unpredictability puts people on edge. Well, you are his child. No father would ever want their kin to see the darkside of their being.

He dotes you a lot, always ready to give you all the sweet pecks and hugs. Whenever you giggle out loud and grin happily, his heart melts into a puddle and he can’t help but just give you more and more.

However, although he is your father, he is still Childe- the Eleventh Of The Fatui Harbingers. He is bound by duty to serve his Lady Tsaritsa. He is a warrior who dedicates his faith to her. So he has to leave you behind with his siblings.

It aches him to the core, he wants to spend time with you- But he needs to go. Truth be told, Childe is always itching to have everything finished. He ends duties as fast as he could just so he can come home and spend his time with you more.

His return is always extravagant, a ship loaded with all sorts of toys and clothes- It’s all for you. It’s one of his ways to compensate for the seconds he wasnt able to spend with you. One time, he even bought a playhouse that was the size of an ordinary house except it was decorated like that of a duke’s palace. 

You think that’s all? I beg to differ, in fact, our dear Childe hasn’t even started with you yet!

He’ll spoil you with affection, showering your small body with so much fatherly love. Childe will also let you watch him cook your favourite meal (Bonus dessert too since he loves you so very much!)

“Daddy? What is it like in Liyue?” You tip your head as your father softly bounced you on his lap “Uncle Teucer said that the waters there dont freeze! Is it true?”

“Mhm, the climate there is very warm unlike here in Snezhnaya” Childe replies with a smile.

“What else is in there, daddy? Is there a flower garden there like the bedtime stories you tell me? Is there-is there a big green field too where little animals hop hop on?” Your eyes beamed so much curiousity it made the ginger chuckle in delight.

“Yup, there’s a lot of flowers scattered around in Liyue.”

“Take me there next time, please? Please! Pretty please, daddy? Wont you please?” You start whining.

“Mm, after daddy finishes work I’ll take you there, alright?” Childe storkes your head with his wam hand. 

“Awe...” You pouted.”But your work is always piling every second! It’s like bricks, it keeps going up and up and up!”

“Pfft, well I am after all working for the biggest toy company! Daddy needs to make sure everything is perfect!”

“Even Santa Claus doesnt work that much! Daddy is being mean...” You frown while the ginger man laughs at your comment. “Oh I know! How about I eat lots and lots of veggies then daddy will take me to Liyue? Please Daddy? Pleasee!!!”

“Oh dear..” He shakes his head. “Now I remember that time where your uncle Teucer first learned to bargain”

“Please daddy?” You put on your most adorable puppy eyes to add pressure on him. 

“Alright, alright” He chuckled and you cheered, jumping on his face and peppering it with chase pecks on his cheek. 

Childe’s heart felt so warm, he felt so relived to have you- his precious child, in his arms and peppering him with you tiny and soft pecks. This moment with you was so pure he forgot his hands are that of a warriors, that he is stained with darkness. It doesnt really matter, you dont need to know that side of him. He’s scared of you hating him, he’s scared of you losing your trust and admiration for him. Your loveforhim means the world to him. So please, just stay like this knowing only this him, stay clueless about that part of him stained by battle. 

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚𝕂𝕒𝕖𝕪𝕒 ˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

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Alright, first of all- No doubt, you will be highly respected and loved in Monstadt since you are the precious child of the charming Chivalry Captain, Kaeya Alberich.

Since he is a knight, he is aware of the possible dangers that might/will come at your way so expect him to be highly protective (But not in a very obvious way ofc).

Sadly, he is a chivalry captain- There are times where he has to leave you to Amber, Lisa or Diluc (especially Diluc). It pains his heart though, time flies so fast and he is scared that he might one day come home to see you all grown up. No parent would want that, Kaeya is no exception.

Though, if you suprise him while he is on duty in guarding the gates- He’ll be more than very happy to have a little knight accompanying him. Kaeya will be even be amused since his ‘work’ wont be that awfully boring anymore.

When it comes to affection- Oh boy. He peppers your face with kisses, snuggles you in every second he can and whispers one of the most adorable things in your small ear. He sometimes teases you too with how tin you are, he cant help it really- You’re just so fragile and you barely even reach pass his knees. Kaeya also spoils you a lot. You want that aodrable little slime pillow? You’ll have all the elemental versions! It doesnt hurt to spend a little more after all. I mean come on, he spends money on drinking fancy wine, why not use that cash on spoiling you instead?

He’s also the type that’s lets you ride on his shoulders, maybe he’ll jog a bit so you can feel like you’re really flying.

Being a captain, he surely has times where he is strict on diciplining (But not strict-strict to the point it’s scary. Nope!) He’ll smile warmly and cooe you into obeying the rules. His rules aren’t really painful, it’s all very basic in fact. “ Ah, ah, ah, what did Daddy say about after eating?” “Y/n, it’s already time for night-night. You wouldn’t want the bad hilichurls to get you, do you now?”

Overall, he’s a very loving father who supports his child in every way he could. You are after all, the small warm flame that melts the icy cryo captain’s heart.

“Daddy! Daddy! Look!” You run over to your father who was boredly staring off into the distance. “Daddy!”

“Oh?” Kaeya smiles warmly, leaning down to your level and picking you up off of the ground. “What would my baby want to show?”

“I-I made Daddy a pretty flower crown! Auntie Amber showed me how to do it!” You stretch out your small arms to show him the Calla Lily flower crown you wholeheartedly made for him. ���It’s pretty right? Right?”

“Mhm, it’s very pretty.” Kaeya chuckled lightly.

“Daddy I want to put it on your head! Pretty, pretty please?” Your eyes twinkled innocently, pleading with the most adorable look.

“How can I say no when my little angel when you’remaking that face?” He smiled, lifting you up above his head.

You gently fixed the flowr crown on his head and giggled in absolute delight as you saw your Father’s face with the crown atop his head.

“Daddy looks so handsome!” You clap cutely, making his heart melt even more.

Kaeya couldn’t resist it and he started to nuzzle your cheeks together.

He wanted to tease you a bit more, but this time,... He didnt feel like it. Kaeya just wanted to hold you as close as he possibly can. if he can freezetime, he will. He doesnt want this moments to end and just become a memory of the past you. He wanted to hold you as much as he can right now.

"Wait! Daddy we need to go to uncle Diluc too!" You blurt out.

"Why?" He blinked.

"I made a flower crown for Uncle too!"

"Hold on a second, I'm calling someone to cover for my shift."

Should I feel bad for Diluc now cuz he is about to get bullied by the Alberich Family

[heyitsyn]

Keeping Up With Seijoh Ep. 4

a/n: uwuwuwuwu @animesportboys​ and i were just talking about this and my heart was just bursting at this thought 😭

for more seijoh content, check this masterlist out!

also requests are currently closed right now since i have like nearly 30 to finish so please be patient with me and wait for me to finish it all and until then i can open them up again. however, dont stop sending me cute stuff okay?  🥺

summary: its the time of the month for seijoh’s manager 🥺

@ yn when shes extra moody and mean during that time and does this every time she hears anything even come out of the boys’ mouth

oh dear

so basically

it’s,,,,,, a natural thing that most girls go through every month for more than half of their lives and its absolutely D R E A D F U L

the boys ofc knew what the hell a period was bc hello health class so they knew you would become this,,, other version of yourself

youd be moodier, childish, and easy to annoy and snap to everyone

but you would quickly realize how you’re acting then be all regretful and teary and cry easily and then youd forget about it then start the cycle again

you’d stick your tongue out at them and tease them mercilessly, making them run even more laps and pushing them harder

‘I SEE THOSE ARMS SHAKING, IWAIZUMI HAJIME. ADD 15 MORE TO THAT ROUTINE’

‘WHAT?!’

‘IF I SEE YOU EVEN A STEP BEHIND KINDAICHI, YOU WILL BE RUNNING 8 MORE LAPS KUNIMI’

‘NOO!!!!’

‘CHECK YOURSELF OUT ONE MORE TIME, YAHABA, I WILL GOUGE OUT YOUR EYES’

‘HAVE MERCY!!!!’

dear god they hated it

when it was time, they would protect themselves and work even harder and be more perfect to make sure you couldnt see their faults and point them out and try and kill them

it was like war for everyone

but they didnt know the exact date it started so they didnt really know when to start preparing for war until it came

this time, you didnt either

you didnt even know you were starting as you were extra busy booking the buses for away comps and collecting and emailing teachers for any missed homeworks for the team

so when it did start,,,

oh dear part 2

it wasnt really something you found out when you woke up that morning but you noticed you must be getting close since you were feeling extra cranky and you havent even been awake for more than an hour

nothing really happened throughout the day so you were just thinking that you didnt get enough sleep last night so you were just tired and wanted to sleep

but then it happened

you were standing next to iwa, reviewing his spike percentages when you shifted your weight to the other leg and then your eyes widened

your water broke

i saw this tiktok of this one girl and she was about to start filming with her friend when her eyes widened and her friend knew immediately and her caption was ‘my water broke’

iwa was worried as heck on to what was going on with you and even followed your gaze to see it on the wall and nothing out of the ordinary

‘y/n?’

‘oh god’

you mumbled and you wanted to run but you were too scared that you leaked and probably have an obvious redness on your white track pants

yep it def was your time bc you felt tears welling up in your eyes and you sniffled, embarrassed and upset for this to happen now, of all times

then oikawa tooru bursted through the doors

iwa, taking his eyes off of you and to the captain, started to yell at him until he noticed the brunette’s flushed face and panting form, hunched over as he gripped on the door handle with the plastic bag

you, too busy trying to think of a way to get out of there like deciding to waddle or to just crawl, didnt see oikawa as he approached you

the team paused and watched as he took a black hoodie from the plastic bag and wrapped it around your waist

‘hmm, y/n-chan, better get dressed so we can go now’

he hummed and you snapped out of your panic and looked up at him with watery eyes

‘oikawa-san’

you whispered and he nodded, eyes knowing what was going on

‘coach, theres a planetarium special tonight’

oikawa shouted without tearing his gaze away from you and coach irihata instantly knew, knowing the code that oikawa came up with when you became a part of the family team

the elder coach made a noise of agreement and oikawa didnt wait to up and carry you in his arms and waved to the team while pushing your head in his chest so you can hide

‘work hard everyone!’

‘oi, shittykawa! what the hell-!’

but an intense side-eye from his best friend shut him up and he knew something happened so he didnt say anything since he trusts oikawa to fix it

‘i trust you will take care of them, iwa-chan’

iwaizumi nodded firmly before shouting to resume back to practice and he himself went back to the line for spikes

you were carried to the bathroom so you could change into your emergency undies and pad and after you did your business, oikawa noticed you uncomfortably waddling towards him so he took you back into his arms

oikawa continued to carry you like his bride down the street towards an unknown destination, humming a children’s show tune that takeru loved to watch, while you maintained curled around yourself, partly due to the shame but also from the pain in your abdomen

you wiped the few stray tears that spilled past your eyes and oikawa chuckled when he noticed you aggressively wipe them off

‘hmm, y/n-chan, you shouldnt do that to yourself. it irritates your eyes and the skin around it so gently dab it next time, kay?’

you nodded, burrowing back to his chest and breathing in his scent

french toast

he smelled like french toast as the smell of caramel and vanilla wafted into your nose

‘howd you know’

you mumbled against the fabric of his jacket

oikawa stopped his humming and replaced it with a chuckle

‘oh, y/n-chan. oikawa-san is a reliable senpai, dont you know? i got a tracker! just for you!’

he answered and your eyes moved from his arm to his smile and you gripped his jacket tighter, fingers curled around it as if it was your lifeline

‘thank you, oikawa-san’

your words of appreciation made oikawa’s heart thump and he faltered a little, blush creeping up his neck, but he fought it down, covering it up with a smirk

‘you should be, y/n-chan! girls would kill to be you right now!’

you rolled your eyes at the return of his cocky attitude but you knew better

the real oikawa tooru was under that mask

turns out, he carried you to his home as his house was the closest while yours had to be taken by a bus

thankfully his parents were out and his sister and nephew were in a trip in tokyo that you had the house to yourselves without anyone asking questions that might make you uncomfortable and them misunderstand

he shut the door with his foot and made his way up the stairs with ease, his strength truly impressing you at that moment, before settling you down on his bed

it wasnt even on purpose but you curled yourself on his blanket, head buried in his pillow

his heart combusted and tooru had to look away or else he wouldve jumped on you and coddled you forever

instead, he quickly ran over and knelt down under his desk to reach for the box that he has prepared for you

‘y/n-chan, i never knew your pattern until last month so i was able to prepare for you now’

you looked up from your position on the bed and sat up enough to see him standing there, grinning with a mint green box

‘wh-what is that?’

you asked and he shuffled over, sitting next to you

‘this, is the y/n care love box! this special box was created by yours truly with everything you want and need during this dreadful week. theres your favorite food, warm socks, coupons you can spend like watching movies and eating ten tubs of ice cream while we talk shit about the boys’

he listed, gripping the box nervously 

‘so? do you like it?’

he looked away from the box and to you but his smile slipped into a panicked one when he saw you silently crying and biting your lip to keep the sobs in

‘y-y/n-chan! i-its okay if y-you dont like it! o-oikawa-san can-’

‘no!’

you cut him off and lunged to hug him with all your might

hehe all might

E A T   T H I S

‘i love you so much, oikawa-san! so much! thank you!’

you sobbed into his neck and he tightly hugged you back, lifting you so you could comfortably sit on his lap straddle him if you want me to be straight forward

oikawa gently moved so he was leaning against the wall that his bed was pressed against while you were pressed against his warmth

his fingers were drawing small circles on your back and whispering corny jokes or puns that made you giggle and laugh and occassionally, he would kiss your nose and you would whine at the ticklish feeling

eyes fleeting around the room, your eyes settled back on the box and you reached out, wanting to grab it until oikawa beat you to it and snatched it for you then placed it on your hold

‘whats inside, oikawa-san?’

you cutely mumbled, sitting comfortably back on his thighs so you could open the box in front of you

oikawa laughed

‘just open it and figure it out yourself, y/n-chan’

you pouted at his tease but smiled widely when you revealed the contents inside

‘oikawa-san!’

his eyes followed your surprised expression and his hands gripped your waist

‘you like it?’

he whispered and you nodded, looking back up at him and kissing his cheek, his 

‘youre so sweet, oikawa-san! like-like this candy bar! howd you know i like this?’

you held up the treat and he shrugged

‘i keep seeing you get it whenever we go to the store’

you continued to sift through the things, seeing a dvd of your favorite movie, a f/c heating pad, a note that said your favorite ice cream was in the fridge, a bag of your favorite chips, fluffy socks, the goodies

you didnt even notice yourself crying again, only realizing it when there were wet spots beneath you

oikawa saw this and he quickly but gently put the box to the side and cradled your face with both of his hands, softly wiping the tears away with his thumbs

‘aw, dont cry, my little baby. princesses should never cry’

you sniffled and choked a laugh

‘hah, n-not a baby. j-just hor-monal’

you complained and oikawa snickered but shook his head then kissed your nose again

‘youre my baby’

you didnt have it in you to complain so you went back to snuggling into him

oikawa squeezed you and went back to drawing the circles on your back and he felt you relax into his touch and slump against his form, slowly starting to snore

your head rested on his shoulder and he turned slightly to watch your eyes flutter and nose scrunch when a strand of your hair fell on it

his heart continued to beat faster and faster and it showed by the way his fingers shook as he carefully lifted the hair away from you

he slowly bent down to give you a kiss on the forehead before laying you down to sleep more comfortably

‘good night, princess’

he sweetly placed a last kiss on your cheek before getting up to go prepare your heating pad for when you wake up

the next few days were possibly the best period days youve ever had

maybe because it was oikawa telling the team that you were in,,,,, satan’s domain currently and they should be careful with you so they tried their best to lift the weight and burden off of your shoulders

however,,

the next day after the incident,,,

they still didnt know what was wrong with you and oikawa forgot to text the gc about your condition so they were still unknowing

like today

during your classes, you were feeling off, almost nauseous but eating little bits of your chocolate treats were helping you get through until lunch

ofc kunimi noticed bc hellow he sits next to you and he doesnt pay attention during class so hes been watching you sneak little bites so the teacher doesnt see and ducking under your book

he was just amused with the way your eyes would widen if you thought the teacher caught you

kindaichi and kunimi and you usually ate lunch together at your classroom since you three only got to hang out as first years during lunch

so they know you usually have a bento with you and have a general idea of how much you eat

and kunimi thought since you ate all those chocolates earlier, you wouldnt eat as much food but then he saw you scarf down your bento, eat 2 more bags of chips and was finishing last chocolate bar

kindaichi,,,, wasnt even finished with his own bento and was watching you, amazed, at how easily you ate all of it

they didnt say anything since they thought you just didnt eat dinner last night but even during the walk towards the gym for after school practice, you were complaining that you were hungry and was eating another chocolate bar

they thought something was truly wrong bc you were eating so much more than usual

kunimi watched you chew on it as you opened the gym door and still ate even when you were talking to mattsun about his jump height

‘man, you sure are hungry, aren’t you, y/n? thats like your fifth chocolate bar today’

kunimi teased, grabbing a ball to spike but he froze, seeing you with the coldest and angriest look hes ever seen

you blinked at him, grip tightening on the treat, and mattsun slowly backing away from you

you advanced towards the blep boy, treat already forgotten and shoved to be held by mattsun 

despite your shorter height than kunimi, he trembled slightly as you looked up at him

‘are you calling me fat, kunimi? are you? am i fat? do you think im ugly? im a piggie?’

you ranted and slowly started crying, making kunimi frantically scramble to stop you before the other upperclassmen see or worse, oikawa-san

‘y/n-wait-no!-um’

‘y/n-chan?’

kunimi shut his eyes tightly in fear at the deadly sweet voice of his captain and kindaichi and mattsun sent a quick prayer to their fellow teammate before he was going to get killed

‘uh oh, i think we’d have to start looking for a replacement for kunimi’

makki, who just arrived, teased making kindaichi fearfully look at him

‘eh?!’

‘oh, you first years have never seen oikawa mad, have ya? well, you’ll get front seat of it!’

mattsun clapped him in the back making him gulp

you werent sobbing but you were definitely crying, tear tracks quickly being wetted by the numerous amount of tears that fell

kunimi scrambled to his knees and folded himself, forehead resting on the floor by his hands

‘I APOLOGIZE! PLEASE DONT KILL ME! I APOLOGIZE! PLEASE FIND MERCY IN YOURSELF AND FORGIVE ME, Y/N-SAMA!’

it was certainly a sight to see

normally calm and collected and chill and relaxed hippie kunimi begging to be forgiven

oikawa stepped forward but you quickly felt the change of your mood, feeling bad for your boy and scrambling to pull him back up

‘oh kunimi-kun! dont kneel like that! the floor is too hard and might give you knee pain!’

it was like whiplash

iwa stepped in the gym and saw the team’s confused and bewildered expressions and saw you, kunimi, and oikawa and he shook his head

this aint even half of bad as he has seen

oikawa gently took you away from kunimi and held you to him instead, giving you a smile, to which you returned, and looked at kunimi, a deadly glint in his eye

‘what happened, y/n-chan?’

the tone of his voice sent a chill to run down everyone’s spines and even iwa, the boy who’s seen this a handful of times, shivered and nervously watched oikawa, ready to jump in

but you just blinked, completely unaware of the change of atmosphere

‘oh, um, i overreacted. i was eating too much food today and mustve annoyed him or something’

you sheepishly mumbled but oikawa was having none of it

‘no, its fine. youre literally bleeding out as we speak! dont feel the need to validate yourself!’

he lightly scolded while you hung your head low and continued to apologize but he gently bonked your head before scolding you again

the team definitely knew now that you were in that,,,, time and they definitely knew now, especially kunimi, that even if youve seen oikawa mad, youd think that the devil was more merciful than him when it relates to the topic of you

a/n: i swear to GGGOOOOODDDDDD im an oikawa whore who cant seem to stop writing for him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[peach-pops]

Kuroo’s Secret Relationship

Request: hello👉🏻👈🏻 i had a vision and i cant tell if this is dumb or cute but IMAGINE kuroo and his karasuno manager gf at training camp but nobody knows theyre datin so they just keep it a secret so during the camp they try to find time to meet but if one of them is free the other one is busy. so during sleepy time she gets up to like poo or sumn and kuroo suprises her but she didnt know it was him so she punches him but then she feels bad and the next day everyone thinks he got in a fight I LOV U❤️

Author’s Note: Thank you for requesting!!! I am a total simp for Kuroo idk if you guys can tell. This is just a cute little scenario and honestly, I’d let Kuroo punch ME but that’s none of my business. ALSO requests are still open, I’ll close them once I reach a certain amount. 

Kuroo watched from afar as you talked amongst some of his teammates that were practically drooling at the pools of your feet. He knew he wasn’t being subtle at all as his eyes raked up your figure but he didn’t know how much more of this he could take. 

You two had been dating for a while but you both thought it would be important to keep your relationship a secret for the time being. Kuroo didn’t want to make it seem like he would be putting volleyball as a second priority to his team and you didn’t want it to look like you were fooling around with one of Karasuno’s “enemies”. 

It was fun sneaking off behind corners for private makeout sessions and sharing secret glances towards each other but as Kuroo watched you get blatantly hit on in front of him, he felt like he was losing his cool. 

The worst part was that since the training camp started, the two of you had no alone time and it was eating away at the both of you. You felt like you couldn’t even smile at Kuroo when he did really well against your own Karasuno without exposing your relationship and frankly, the two of you were both at your wits end. 

“ You’re making it obvious,” Kuroo turned around and looked down at Kenma, who’s attention was on his gaming console,” just go over there.”

Okay, Kuroo wasn’t supposed to tell anyone but Kenma was an exception. The two had been friends for so long and Kuroo trusted him with his life, plus Kenma was never the type to gossip. 

“ Are you seeing this? They’re practically undressing her with their eyes! I can tell from here that Lev is into her just from the way he’s standing,” Kuroo kept his gaze on you as you let out a laugh and even though Kuroo didn’t hear the joke, he knew your laugh wasn’t even genuine,” I might actually kill them, would you help me bury the body?”

Kenma sighed as he continued to keep his attention to his game,” You’re hopeless.”

“ We would need to dig a bigger hole, Lev has a pretty big head,” Kuroo mumbled as you excused yourself to step away. 

As soon as you turned away from the boys, your smile dropped and Kuroo could visibly see how annoyed you were with the conversation. 

It made Kuroo feel better that you didn’t like getting hit on but it wasn’t like you could stop them, they all thought you were single. If they would’ve known you were dating the captain of Nekoma, their advances would stop but that wasn’t an option at the moment. 

You looked over at Kuroo and your whole demeanor shifted. You gave him a big smile before you looked away and pulled out your phone to text him. 

Y/N: pls tell me you saw that- i couldn’t wait for that conversation to be over, lev and yamamoto are going to be the death of me 

Tetsuro: trust me, they’ll wish they were dead once im done with them

Tetsuro: r u free rn? I checked this morning and the janitors closet is unlocked maybe we can sneak off to have some alone time ;)

You looked up from your phone and up towards Kuroo who had the biggest smirk on his face. Before you could text back, Nekoma’s manager announced that Nekoma was next up to play for court two. 

Kuroo groaned out loud, of course the universe was against him. 

Tetsuro: im sorry baby, maybe later tonight then? 

Y/N: that’s fine - good luck!

You watched as Kuroo put his phone away and sent you a quick wink before heading over to the empty court. 

For the rest of the day, you two hardly even had the chance to share a glance between each other. Whenever he was playing on a court, Karasuno had their own match and whenever he was free, you had manager duties with the other girls. 

Even during dinner, you were so busy running around doing last-minute tasks before bed that Kuroo never got to say goodnight to you. By the time you finished, Kuroo was already in bed snoring away with his teammates. 

In the middle of the night, you woke up to Tanaka kicking you in his sleep and in retaliation, you grabbed your pillow and swung it over his face. 

Tanaka only grumbled and flipped to face the other way, still in deep sleep whereas you were now wide awake. You rubbed your tired eyes but as you tried to fall back asleep, all you could think about was how dry your mouth was. 

You contemplated on getting water before you sat up from your sleeping bag and walked out of the room silently, trying your best not to step on any of the sleeping boys. Once you shut the door behind you, you made your way down the hallway to the water fountain in a tired manner. 

You weren’t terrified of the dark but the thought of going down a dark hallway at a school you weren’t familiar with was unsettling to say the least and you wish you brought your phone for some light. 

When you reach the water fountain, you bent down and as you started to drink the water, you felt like something was off. Before you could turn around, you felt something touch your waist and every hair on the back of your neck stood up. 

You whipped around and when you saw a tall and dark figure, your first instinct was to scream and swing your arm out to defend yourself. You made contact with the figure and once you heard the groan, you knew exactly who it was. 

“ Tetsuro! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry, you scared me! Are you okay!” You said as Kuroo held his cheek in pain. 

He couldn’t believe you had actually punched him but he was even more surprised you landed a good punch in the dark,” See baby, I told you taking those boxing lessons would pay off but damn, you punch hard.”

“ You know you can’t sneak up on me like that, I’m jumpy!” You sighed as you squinted to see Kuroo’s face in the dark,” what are you doing up this late?”

Kuroo kept one hand on his throbbing cheek as the other reached down to pull out his phone,” I texted you to meet me in front of the janitors closet cause I wanted to have some quality time with my beautiful, sweet, girlfriend who I thought would never hurt me but instead of kisses, I got socked in the face!” 

You knew Kuroo was only teasing you but you felt so guilty. You wrapped your arms around his large frame and pressed your face into his chest and apologized in a muffled tone,” I’m the worst girlfriend ever.” 

Kuroo let out a laugh as he weaved his fingers through your bedhead and planted a kiss on the top of your head,” Don’t say that. If it makes you feel any better, you could always just knock out guys who try to hit on you now.”

You smiled up at your boyfriend as he took the chance to lean down and kiss you softly, his hands wrapped around your waist to pull you closer to him. 

Kuroo smirked against your lips as you moved your hands up to lightly tug on his hair,” You know, the janitors closet locks from the inside.”

“ Are you suggesting we have sex in a dirty closet? What if someone walks by and hears us?”

“ Get your head out of the gutter, I never said anything about sex,” Kuroo acted shocked as he tucked a strand of hair before leaning down to whisper in your ear,” unless you think you can be quiet for me.” 

You rolled your eyes as you grabbed Kuroo’s hand and led him into the janitors closet right beside the restrooms,” Whatever, we both know you’re the loud one.” 

“ We’ll see about that kitten.” 

The next morning, Kuroo went to practice normally but not without weird murmurs from his teammates. At first, he thought his secret was out and maybe you had left hickeys across his neck but it was an entirely different mark that he had forgotten about. 

“ Woah, buddy, did you get into a fight? I’m pretty blind but I’m pretty sure you didn’t have that bruise at dinner yesterday,” Bokuto said in awe as he tried to touch the large bruise that was on Kuroo’s cheek,” that is a bruise! Akaashi, come look at this!”

Kuroo swatted his hand away and used his phone camera to get a better look at his face. Turns out, you had punched him way harder than he had initially thought. 

Kuroo couldn’t even think of a lie in time so he tried to reveal as little as possible,” Who am I going to fight around here?” 

“ I don’t know...has anyone seen Lev?” Akaashi asked right as Karasuno entered through the gym doors. 

“Kuroo! Did you kill Lev? You can be honest with me I wouldn’t tell a soul!” Bokuto shouted loudly as a few heads turned in their direction. 

Your ears perked up once you heard Kuroo’s name and as you turned to look over at the boys, your heart immediately dropped when you saw the bruise you had left Kuroo. 

Without thinking, you dug into one of the coolers and pulled out an icepack, even though it was a little too late to ice it down. 

You rushed over to Kuroo, not caring that some people had their attention on you as you pressed it against his face,” That looks really bad, I’m so- um what happened?” 

“ Kuroo killed Lev!” Bokuto teased as Akaashi gave him a stern look that quickly shut him up. 

You sighed as you looked up at Kuroo and bit the inside of your cheek before whispering  softly,” I think we should tell everyone before you get in trouble. You know Nekoma has a no-tolerance policy for fighting and I don’t want it to be a rumor that you got into a fight with someone.” 

“ I know, you’re right but can we wait until the rest of my teammates get here?” Kuroo asked as you gave him a confused look,” I want them to be jealous just for a bit.”

You shook your head with a smile as Kuroo placed his hand over yours that was holding up the icepack,” Okay, just for a bit.”

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Lunaris [5/11]

*casually changes the chapter count* yall didnt see A THING

!! ALSO !! Trigger warnings for graphic depictions of gore at the latter half of the chapter. Just thought I’d put it up there. 

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Chapter Title: Full Moon Pairing: Yokai!Akaashi Keiji/Reader Word Count: 3,543

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"This week's lunar eclipse was reported to be a total eclipse! The shadow of the sun will engulf the moon completely—what a sight to see, indeed!"

"Bah," your grandmother scoffed through the sound of sautéing ingredients as she switched off the TV. "News channels poison the minds of people, anyway." 

You gaped at her incredulously from where you sat on the dining table. "Oba-san, I was watching that!" 

The older woman tutted at you as she transferred the leftover rice from last night onto the frying pan. "You know eclipses are a bad omen, and these people intend to say otherwise."

"Ba-san, not everybody lives by the Tsukuyomi traditions—"

"Do you want some sukonbu flakes on your gohan?" 

"I—yes, please."

When your grandmother was done cooking breakfast for the day, she laid out two bowls of gohan, each topped with a raw egg in the middle. The scent of the freshly fried rice wafted to your nose, and you immediately forgot about your prior sulking because of how delectable your food looked like. As you reached for the soy sauce to encourage more flavor, however, your grandmother took your hand in hers, shooting you a stern look.

"Don't go out on the night of the eclipse," she said. "It's been a while since I've last seen one, but it always preceded misfortune."

Confused, you asked, "How long ago is 'a while', oba-san?" 

Instead of humoring you with a proper answer, she merely chuckled at the inquiry as she sat down right across from you. "It doesn't matter. Just stay in the house, alright? It's a good thing it didn't land on the day of the festival, itself."

Knowing it would be no use arguing with her, you exhaled a sigh of defeat once you've dripped enough soy sauce onto your food. The snap of wooden chopsticks rang in your ears as you let anticipation swell in your chest. Was it just you or was the egg yolk seemingly glittering in the morning daylight?

"Thank you for the meal!"

*** 

Japanese Literature was easily your most favorite subject because of two reasons. 

The first was that you were already familiar with most of the topics listed off in the course module already. Genji Monogatari was one of the first books your grandmother had given to you as a child, and she'd be the one to help you out with understanding the difficult words. But even if you've spent a majority of your life with your nose stuffed in books and manuscripts snagged from the shrine's old storage room, there was still a lot more to learn—about the vast, hidden truths of the world that still eluded you. 

That's where the second reason came in. 

"The moon goddess, Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto, was born from the right eye of the creator, Izanagi-no-Mikoto; while her brother, Amaterasu-omikami was born from his left eye," your teacher drawled out the facts you already knew from the pocketbook in his hands. The disinterested set of his brow was clue enough of how much he would rather be doing anything else other than spitting out excerpts from Japanese mythology in front of high schoolers. 

It was last period for you, and even though you were normally motivated to listen despite your teacher's apathy for the course, you were feeling the fatigue you've accumulated from training slowly catching up to you. Fukurodani was a powerhouse when it came to its sports teams, and the reputation that you had to uphold was a heavier burden than getting remarkable official records for future reference. Though Coach Yamamoto was usually lenient, he'd already transformed into his demon coach persona at the beginning of the week. 

But after you've zoned into your own thoughts for a good twenty minutes, your teacher managed to yank you back into attentiveness when he'd tackled the topic of yokai. 

"In more popular literature, yokai were commonly depicted as grotesque creatures that consume human flesh," he began, "but there have been several tales that told of those able to take on the form of human beings; making it much easier for them to prowl across the land unnoticed." 

Hm. Sounds like a certain, unsuspecting second year to me. 

"However, even though they use deception as their means of getting by, those yokai still revert back to their true forms under specific circumstances. For children of the first Tengu, they are quite susceptible to rain. Once it begins to pour from the heavens, their disguises wear off at the snap of a finger." 

Your brows knit together in curiosity. Akaashi was one of those shape shifters, then. But if that tale applied to all shape-shifting yokai, what could Akaashi's trigger be?

Shaking your head, you proceeded jotting down the assignment that your teacher began scribbling on the chalkboard once he's gone over the topic. It wasn't something that should warrant your interest. Strictly speaking, you weren't even friends with Akaashi. You were just someone who'd managed to figure out what he was. That was all there was to it.

Yet, a few hours later, once you'd gotten your fresh taste of your demon coach's training regimens, you found yourself waiting by the school gates.

As you bounced impatiently on the balls of your feet, jamming your hands in the pockets of your track jacket to distract yourself somehow, your gaze darted every now and again at the other students that also stayed behind for club activities. There was still no sign of the volleyball team. 

In hindsight, you could have just hung around in the gym, waiting for them to finish. Bokuto's admirers did it all the time, so why couldn't the captain of the track team do the same? Ah, right.

You still couldn't bear to look Bokuto in the eye after he'd asked you to go with him to the lunar festival.

How on Earth could you face him eye-to-eye after that? Why would he even ask you, of all people, in the first place? You've been giving Itsumi the cold shoulder for the past few days, too. How dare she tell the ace to get a red kimono when your favorite kimono was patterned after crimson cherry blossoms?! 

"(Surname)-san?" 

You didn't know how your instinctive reaction to Akaashi's voice would reflect on the way you supposedly saw him as, but in your defense, you were surprised by how he addressed you. The setter was donned in his school uniform, and he didn't have the air of someone who'd just gotten out of volleyball practice.

"A-Akaashi," you stuttered, hoping it wasn't glaringly obvious that you were waiting for him in particular. "You weren't at training?" 

His brows were raised with subtle curiosity before he shook his head. "My class has a production coming up, and it costs about seventy percent of our final grade. Coach Yamiji allowed me some time off." 

"Oh," the word tumbled pathetically from your lips, before you cleared your throat. "I-I see. You're quite diligent, huh? I mean, for a yokai blending in as a—"

"(Surname)-san," Akaashi interrupted warily, and you were immediately struck by the awareness of how loud your voice was. Getting his plea, you toned down your voice a couple of notches lower.

"I still find it kind of interesting, you know." Chuckling, you folded your arms across your chest. "From what you told me, I think you're someone ancient. You could track down whoever has your heart in no time and you wouldn't have to subject yourself to mundane things like that." 

Akaashi merely stared at you with the same, navy-eyed gaze before his line of sight darted around the vicinity. Then, he beckoned you to come closer. When you leaned your ear next to his face, the setter whispered, "(Surname)-san, I would appreciate it if you didn't disclose such information out in the open." 

"It's not like anyone's listening," you argued, pouting at him. "By the way, I have something to ask you." 

"Does your curiosity have no bounds?" He sighed, raking a hand through his hair. You'd only noticed it now, but there were traces of fatigue on his face that you would've missed if you hadn't looked so closely. You almost felt bad for cornering him like this, but...

"Can you show me your true form?" 

Something flashed across his eyes, but it was gone just as quickly as it surfaced, and now Akaashi was just staring at you like he was just done with your demands. 

"You know, I only ever meet extremely infuriating humans one after the other," he told you, dragging a palm across his face. "But it seems like the gods are subjecting me to the punishment of handling both you and Bokuto-san at the same time."

You snorted out an ugly-sounding laugh, covering your mouth to somehow stifle your giggles. "I told you, you didn't have to do any of this kiss-ass shit. You could just—"

"You wanted to see my true form, didn't you?" 

The tone of his voice had dipped into something more serious—one that you're unused to hearing from him when you were talking alone. Before getting to know Akaashi as well as you have now, he had just been the apathetic vice captain of the volleyball team. But from the short time you've spent with him, you figured that there was certainly more depth to his personality than he was letting on. 

Yet now, he's talking to you just how he would address any other student in Fukurodani. Your smile receded slowly. Somehow, you didn't like that.

"Yeah," you replied with a lackluster intonation you hadn't meant to make. The last thing you wanted was for him to think you actually...cared about the way he talked to you. You didn't, and that was that. 

With a sigh, Akaashi tilted his head up so that he was glancing at the sky. You noticed that he did that a lot—looking up at the heavens like it gave him answers you didn't know he was looking for. 

When the yokai met your gaze again, no longer did you see the soothing, gunmetal blue of the human whose skin he wore like it was his own. Deep, vermillion eyes bore into you so intently, you could feel him gazing at your very soul—bare, and without any chance of deceit.

"Meet me at the cemetery on the first night of the full moon," he said, voice almost sounding ethereal in your ears, like his voice wasn't his at all. "I'll show you what you want to see so badly."

***

A few days passed since that strange encounter with Akaashi, and you haven't heard from the yokai since. Every time you tried getting a glimpse of him from outside the gym, it was either he was always out of sight or he just wasn't there to begin with. You'd even asked Kazuto, who turned out to be classmates with Akaashi, a thing or two about the said setter, but it seemed that he's called in sick for the past few days because of a nasty cold.

Yokai don't catch colds.

Nonetheless, you found yourself thinking of him less and less as the lunar festival drew closer. Your grandmother insisted that you focus on training for the track meet instead of concerning yourself with the preparations no matter how much you protested. 

"You're only young for a brief time, child," she had told you. "It's your last year in high school, so you better enjoy the festival with your little friends before you all head your separate ways. Leave it to the monks and volunteers to work behind the scenes."

Seeing no point in going against her wishes, that's exactly what you did.

"Hey, (Name)! Over here!" At the bottom of the stairway that led to the Amatsuki shrine, you saw Itsumi and Kazuto idling by as your vice captain frantically waved her hands to get your attention. Overlooking the secondhand embarrassment, you picked up the pace of your descent. 

Once you've managed to join them, Kazuto whistled out loud. "Looking great, cap!"

The compliment urged you to look down on your own get-up. You looked just as you did every year whenever the lunar festival came around, since you've always opted to wear the cherry blossom kimono that used to belong to your mother. But Kazuto was probably talking about the moon pin your grandmother had insisted on styling your hair with. 

It was designed to look like a branch of a sakura tree dipped in silver with a crescent moon embossed in the middle. You had no time left to ask where she got it from and why she gave it you since you were running a bit late on your agreed meet-up time with the team.

"No flirting with senpais, Kazu," scolded Itsumi as she playfully smacked the younger boy across his back. "But he does have a point, though. You look spicy tonight, (Name)!"

"Sumi, I worry about you sometimes."

"Hey!"

Wading through the throng of visitors in the courtyard was none other than Bokuto, himself. His grin was as bright as the lanterns strung above the venue, the golden lights shining down on him like he was the most important person out there. Or maybe that was just because your rose-colored vision was specifically catered for the said ace. When he'd managed to squeeze past the crowd, he breathed out a sigh in relief, wiping a sheen of sweat off his forehead.

"What do you think?" he asked, twisting around to show off his outfit. "I kind of had to compromise with the hakama, but the haori's red, just like Furukawa said—"

"Bokuto-san," you breathed, feeling your heart flutter at his effort alone, "you look great."

The ace blinked at you like he wasn't used to receiving compliments on the daily. It was probably just the lanterns messing with your eyes, but was he...blushing?

"So do you," he laughed. "I didn't know we were matching!"

"I didn't either," you replied, shooting Itsumi a narrow-eyed glare, to which your best friend responded by incessantly tugging on your wrist. 

"Come on, you idiots!" Itsumi hollered as you let her drag you to the concessionaire stands. "Last one to get to the goldfish catching booths will treat everyone to candied apples!"

***

"I forgot how enjoyable these festivals really were."

Your ears perked up at the sound of Bokuto's voice. Sparing the ace a sideways glance, you sighed out a long breath as you propped your chin on top of your knees. "I'm glad we managed to remind you, then." 

The two of you were seated on the stone steps just under the torii gates that led up to the shrine. Most of the festival's visitors have already gone up to see the shrine elder's (in this case, your grandmother's) annual performance of the lunar dance. It was dedicated to Tsukuyomi herself so that the shrine and its followers would see good fortune for the months ahead. Itsumi and Kazuto have gone ahead of the both of you, but you'd insisted on staying behind for a while.

But you didn't know that Bokuto would like to keep you company, too.

"Something on your mind?" he wondered, inching a bit closer. "You've been kinda distracted."

As you trained your gaze on the younger visitors that were still trying their hand at catching goldfish at the kingyo booths below, you breathed out an airy chuckle. "Sorry. Was I that obvious?"

"Not really," he said. "Call it a gut feeling." 

"Gut feeling, huh..."

Your gut was telling you right now that you were forgetting something...something important.

But when you turned to glance at Bokuto once again, his mouth was perked up in a lopsided smile that sent a flush of heat crawling up to your cheeks. You've always found his honey-eyed gaze endearing, and knowing that he had his eyes trained on you? Under the light of the moon? The shoujo manga protagonist in you practically jumped—

Meet me at the cemetery on the first night of the full moon

"Bokuto-san," you mumbled as you shot up to your feet, startling the ace as you shot your gaze up to the sky. The moon was in perfect form today, shining oh-so brightly in the sea of stars. "I'm sorry. I have to go. I-I'll... I'm sorry."

You forced out the sound of Bokuto calling out your name from your mind, pushing down the guilt that might fester for later. Your wooden sandals collided with each step in a way that sounded like cannons in your ears. Your heart was beating abnormally fast, just like when you're trying to best another runner at a track meet. Akaashi, who's been missing in action for days now. Akaashi, who looked like he was losing his grip on his own sanity the last time you saw him. Akaashi, who was probably waiting for you at the top of the hill.

You had been the one that coerced him into this agreement, yet it slipped your mind?

When you made it to the shrine, you caught a glimpse of your grandmother's lunar dance in the blink of your eye. She faltered in her movements for a split second. Had you not spent your entire life watching her practice every year, you would've overlooked it. But it seemed that she'd noticed you darting through the audience even if you were cloaked in the darkness. You already knew you were getting a thorough questioning later, but that was at the bottom of your priorities right now.

There's something wrong, you thought. I don't know how, but something's wrong.

You pushed the gate to the cemetery back without care for the rust that coated your fingers. The foreboding was rooted deep into the pits of your heart, and you couldn't placate yourself no matter how many times you told yourself it was probably nothing. Even if you were running out of breath (which terrified you because it took a lot to make you breathless in training), you called out to the yokai.

"Akaashi!" you called out, placing your hands by your mouth to articulate your voice louder. "Are you here?"

The moonlight spilled onto the cemetery startlingly bright, illuminating the gravestones in place in a way you hadn't seen them before. As you passed by your parents' graves, muttering a quick prayer in the process, you began trekking further into the area—towards the forest that you were told to never set foot in. 

The shade of the trees seemed thicker, they loomed higher than you thought they would. At the corner of your eye, you would see the shadows scuttling about, only to be met with nothing but a leaf wafting in the air when you turned around to look. The fear factor was maxed out at this point. But even if your mind yelled for you to turn around, and that you shouldn't even be here, your heart told you that you were exactly where you're supposed to be.

After a few minutes of blindly walking in the darkness, you saw the light of the moon once more as you emerged into a clearing. In the middle of it all, kneeling in a pool of blood, was Akaashi.

Or at least, you assumed it was Akaashi. 

The humanoid creature had its back turned you, like it was preoccupied with something else. Its naked skin was as white as the snow that coated the shrine grounds on the first day of winter, but the mop of unruly hair on top of its head resembled Akaashi's. With blood roaring in your ears, you slowly flanked the creature from the side in attempt of getting a better look. But the sight that greeted you was something that would be burned in the back of your mind for eternity.

It—Akaashi—had a pair of horns jutting out from his forehead, tinged the same hue as his ivory skin. In his taloned hands, he had a carcass so mangled, you could no longer identify if it was an animal or not. His lips were caked in the same blood that pooled beneath him, as deranged, crimson eyes glossed over with the ecstasy from feasting on his meal.

A scream bubbled in your throat, but you knew better than to announce your presence just like that. This was what you wanted, right? To witness him in his true form? You were the one who asked for this and yet...and yet—

The sound of a twig snapping underneath your sandals echoed in the vicinity like you'd just set off a land mine. You could no longer hear him tearing the flesh from its bones, as Akaashi slowly turned to look at you. 

Those weren't the eyes of the kind-hearted yokai you thought he was.

They were the eyes of a killer.

Someone was screaming as you bolted out of the clearing and back into the cemetery. They were still screaming when you nearly tripped on your own feet as you ran down the hill. 

You'd only realized it was you when you barged into the shrine's foyer just after your grandmother finished the dance, weeping inconsolably in her arms for reasons that you would continue to refuse to let them know of in the days to come.

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Predilection | Chapter Two.

Pairing : Jikook x Reader [Feat. Taehyung]

Words: 3.5k

Genre: Angst, eventual Smut, fluff 

Warnings : explicit wording

Description: you want him, he wants you, but he also wants him, and him wants you- but him hurt you. So You hate him.

———

“So how’d it go?” Your best friend slings his bag over the chair next you.

You were spending your last free day in the school’s library to finish up on some homework and you couldn't help but feel bummed out. Before you had made the depressing decision to cram every note you’d managed to take in the last few days, you finally made the wise decision to seek out your professor and request a new housing like Taehyung suggested.

Your head rises from the open notebook, eyes squinted and your hair tied up in a messy bun, because you hated when it fell on your face as you read. You felt extremely tired, no thanks to the lack of sleep you got from your sudden anxiety and Taehyung’s slightly worried expression told you that maybe you looked worse than you felt.

“Huh?” you rasped sitting up.

“ I said how did it go? Y’know, operation ‘get rid of fuck boy duo’ ?” He raises a hand to pull a stubborn strand of hair behind your ear, a small desperate smile gracing his features.

You furrowed your brows in return, your eyes narrowing in on him when you start to notice his flustered state. He was sweaty, His hair was wild, lips swollen, and the dark purplish hue that was stuck on his collarbone made its appearance once he shuffled to take off a sweater you’ve never seen before.

“Oh right! Let's see..-he said no.” you pouted and shrugged at him. “I’m sorry Ms. y/n, but it's just too late for that. I’m sure all of you will pull through...That. That was his response.”

The look tae returns, only reminds you of the one you made when you received your rejection. Even when you’ve tried over and over to convince the man of the unhealthy nature that stood between you three, he would only continue to insist that you solve it on your own. It only left you with no choice but to accept your tragic fate.

“So he’s making you stay with Captain hook and Tinkerbell?! Thats fucking crazy-” he starts to rant, his anger spiking too high for the atmosphere. you didn't like whenever he got worked up like that, so you attempt to change the subject at hand.

“Tae the only thing that seems to be crazy right now, is how you came late to our study date, looking as if you’ve just ran a marathon.” you quirked your brow and if you thought that the man had seemed flustered before, then his face must’ve felt as hot as the sun by now. His cheeks went from a pinkish hue to completely red and you couldn't help but to simply giggle at his expense.

“Alright …” you stretched in your seat before turning towards him “who was it?”.

He glances away nervously from you, his bottom lip caught in between his teeth. You could say on some level you were completely shocked. Over all your years of friendship you’ve never known your best friend to be shy about spilling his latest activities with you and that included telling you who's poor soul it was. You knew that it had been awhile since he’s had sex and he hasnt really taken an interest anyone-...wait.

“Oh my god…” your eyes widen. The excitement in your voice makes him look up at you. A mixture of curiosity and fear seen within his eyes because he somewhat knew you had already figured it out. There was only one person he couldn't bring himself to act cool in front of and that was none other than- You look around, eyes searching for anyone who might be listening when you turn back to him and mouth ‘Min yoongi?’

Taehyung cringes before groaning out of frustration.

“I just wanted to talk!! How was I supposed to know he would fall for my hot ass-” he cries out dramatically until someone from afar has shushes him. He then sends a nasty glare towards their direction, only to come back towards you to finish “ and I didnt fuck anyone sadly, … I made out with them.”

“You mean him’ as in Min Yoongi?” you try to correct and get a better answer with full smirk on your face.

Taehyung pouts for a bit. “ You know I find other people attractive besides him.” he mumbles “ anyways don't you remember? I was a complete dumb bitch the last time I talked to him. I turned him down to talk about living arrangements-”.

Suddenly he sits up from his slouching position a shocked expression on his face as if he had just realized something.“Oh shit!” He springs forward.

“What? What's happening?” You shuffle back a little, scared by how frantic he looks all of a sudden.

“ I-I’ve got to go. I-I completely forgot that I’m going to be staying with my crush for an entire week!” he says quickly standing up from his chair and you watch as he quickly reaches for all of his items.

“Hey! where are you going? You just got here” you say a bit saddened by the sudden departure. He grabs his bag, slinging it back up onto his shoulders and comes to land a gentle kiss on your temple. He does this sweet gesture and begins to sprint away before you could say anything else-but not forgetting to yell “I need to pack cuter clothes for Yoongi hyung! Bye!”. you sit there in your spot only shaking your head in return.

“Um hello?” a light voice comes from your side.

With a deep smile still being placed onto your features, you don't pay no mind to it. You were still too busy watching your friend’s retreating figure as he rushes away from your teasing of his crush. While he may not have audibly confirmed who the handsy culprit was, his face certainly did and all you wanted to do, was gush for him.

“Right. I’m dumb and Im just gonna go fuck myself now…” the same voice chimes behind you again, except all confidence before had completey vanished and you finally noticed.

“Wait huh?” you then ask turning around from your spot only to be met with another retreating figure that had it’s hoodie up.

From first glance you could almost assume that they were someone you had seen before. Their walk, their shape, and maybe even just the way they were carrying themselves with grace - it all seemed too familiar to you and Immediately you feel guilty from their words. It sounded as if they had gathered so much strength to talk to you and all you did was Ignore their attempt.

Your head throbbed, eyes were droopy and you wanted nothing more than to go take a nice nap in your bed after all that studying. It had been approximately 3 hours since taehyung had left you to your own presence and you still wondered who the mystery figure was that tried to talk to you earlier.

You’re leaning over in your chair, your bag in front of you as you packed up your remaining items. Your eyes trains on the overstuffed case, when a white object is set down in front of your view. You snap slightly towards it, your mind immediately registering it as a small coffee to-go cup.

“Still spending your life in the library I see, huh nerd?” the voice comes out a bit hoarse as if it’s owner wasn't usually one to speak. But they did and you knew they did -but only to the ones they cared about. Funny that at one point it used to be you...

You could've grabbed everything and got up, hell you could have taken the damn coffee and chucked it at the miserable man that dare to speak to you as if everything was fine. But of course, because you were so damn weak and you couldn't control the shock that had you in it’s vice grip, you look up to the handsomely dark male that once called himself your best friend.

“Jungkook?” You breathed. Swallowing thickly, in your now suddenly dry throat. His tall yet lean figure, shifts slightly from hearing his name come out of your mouth and he simply sends you a small nod in return.

“Y/n.” he greets.

Jungkook wasn't surprised at the frown that immediately comes onto your face and he also wasn't surprised that you didn't notice his little peace offering.

“What are you doing here?” Was the exact question he had already braced himself for when he decided it was best to get to you before his boyfriend did. Not long after jimin’s little show, did he verbally express numerous times he was going to come after you despite what jungkook thought and it was only up to the man himself to at least warn you.

“Did you take a wrong turn or something?” Yet another question comes from you. You were beyond confused by the boy’s odd appearance as he stood watching you silently with a cold expression that was completely different from what you were used to. Even if you both had not been friends for years, never once before have you ever had jungkook look at you without some type of adoration in his eyes.

Until now.

He snaps out of his emotionless trance and comes to take the empty seat in front of you. “Its an Americano with three pumps of vanilla- thought you could use some.” he finally says quietly as the coffee cup in front of you is pushed further your way and you slowly raise a skeptical brow. You then sit back a bit, completely stranger to the man you used to cuddle whenever you felt like it. It was weird how close you could be with someone and then suddenly you werent. Even so, it amazed you that he stilled remembered your go-to coffee.

“Um thanks.” you nod reaching for it, but then hesitating to take a sip “you didn't poison this did you?” you asked narrowing your eyes.

Jungkook blinks momentarily at your question and once he takes in what exactly you asked him he sends you a flat look in return. “ No. I don't know about you, but I do want to get an A in this class. I think me, poisoning one of my partners would be a childish decision ” Jungkook says matter-of-factly and the way he sends you a cold glare while taking a sip of his own drink has you wondering just when did the man become so...bitter?

You take your gaze away from him and lower it back down towards your coffee, a slight blush on your cheeks. The grip on it becoming a bit tighter as you grit your teeth in irritation “I wouldn't call it childish” you mutter under your breath. He’d only been around for about 5 minutes and you were already thinking about poisoning him.

Jungkook takes note of your immediate irritation. You never noticed but the way his eyes suddenly glimmered from your deplore of his comment. It was sure enough a number one sign of his ill intentions and After a silence passes by, only then does his emotionless expression return just before he speaks.

“We need to talk about jimin.”

———

There were three things you were sure of the moment Jungkook had decided to confront you while at the library. One, the boy was still as loathsome as the day you both parted, Two you were definitely plotting his death by poison and three...you don't know what kind of overbearing confidence Jimin has been feeding the man over the years, but Jeon Jungkook was way too conceited for his own good.

Ten minutes pass the time you were supposed to be heading home, were the same ten minutes you were stuck watching Jungkook babble on to you about...well you didn't know because you weren't listening.

You blinked slowly.

The sight of the muted raven’s lips moving in a concentrated flow to create a very long speech you surely weren't listening to. While so, you took the time to notice the small features of the grown man that had changed over time. His hair had grown out past the usual short cut he always kept, the boyishly round jawline you were used to seeing had transformed into something that one could say was sharp, and his eyes...while they were now cold towards you, even a blind bat could tell that once they fell upon you with a loving warmth- it could make anyone fall to their knees.

Although you hated the man himself, you had to admit no amount of disliking could make you so oblivious to how completely hot he is now. Too bad those good looks had to be wasted on such a shitty person...

“-you're not even listening.” his voice finally registers in your ears and he watches as your once glazed eyes snaps into alertness.

“h-huh what?” you stutter while finally bringing your lost attention back onto him. Jungkook’s highly bothered gaze, stays on you and when he sees the confused expression that you give him in return. It only confirms his suspicions of you not listening to a damn thing he was saying.

“Attention deficit. Even now you wont pay attention to me. ” Jungkook then sighs, his body sliding down as he leans his head back into his chair.

This was a lot more annoying than he expected it to be.

“What's that supposed to mean?” Your brow furrows and you cross your arms at his sly comment. The last place that you wanted to be in this moment was in front of jungkook and he had the nerve to insult you right as you were sitting across from him?

Jungkook raises his head once again only to be met with a harsh glare from your point and Inside he mentally scolds himself for letting those words slip out his mouth. “Nothing.” He quickly replies just before leaning over and more towards you. “I know you don't want to talk to me right now...or ever and I can see you’re more than less thrilled about having to put up with both Jimin and I for a week. I don't like repeating myself, So for once could you please listen to me y/n?” He pleads another emotion besides irritation filling his eyes.

There it was again… you thought to yourself, noting the way jungkook seems to insinuate that you never listen to him and if it hadn't been for the fact that you wanted him out of your sight as soon as possible, you would have asked why he seems to keep the pattern. In- fact the longer you both were in each other’s company, the angrier you become and receiving an F’ for this project was seeming worth it to you. If this was the kind of person you would have to talk to everyday in order to get work done, there was no way any of you were going to pass.

“We need to talk about Jimin” he repeats the same phrase, he uttered only a few moments ago and This time, they actually pique your interest. You then quirk a brow in question, no reasons for why he would want to talk about the silver haired man coming to your head.

“Why? Flaunting him around in my face not doing it for you?” You ask rhetorically, not even attempting to hide the bitterness in your voice. This makes Jungkook narrows his eyes. The faintest smirk appearing on his lips but deep down there was that familiar pinch of emotion that he’d learned to keep at bay. Guilt

“You know green never looked good on you y/n.” He clicks his tongue.

“And being a dick isn’t a great personality trait.” your reply was quick as you attempt to hide the silent sting of his words. You then raise your chin high, feigning confidence “ speaking of- ...what the hell does your boyfriend have to do with me?” You ask finally giving into the evil gaze that probably wasn't going to budge anytime soon.

Jungkook takes a moment to look at you, seeing that you’re equally as harsh gaze had no falter. Brows furrowed, star gazed eyes narrowed into slits, and soft looking lips pursed into a thin line-...wait did he just call your lips soft? What the fuck.

He blinks to himself.

“Well?” You prod, completely unaware of his sudden turmoil.

Jungkook clears his throat “Well, I guess I’ll just start off with the obvious fact that you have a non-stop hard on for him.” he speaks, looking too sure of himself. He would have thought this would have been a bit easier to communicate with you, but somehow he found it hard to tell you that karma was basically kicking him in his ass.

“Every girl has those for jimin, jungkook-” you snort and he rolls his eyes.

“But they’re not like you...”

“How so?” you inquire, a brow still quirked skeptically towards him. Jungkook sighs again but a bit more audibly this time “ You’re just different. They don't have our past history- our relationship.”

“Right, because normal girl’s don't have their crushes sucked away by a snake best friend.” You conclude sarcastically and It comes out just as venomous as you wanted it to “ how lucky am I? ”

The right eye on jungkook’s face twitches and he bites back his winning anger. Why he hasn't gotten up from this table yet was beyond his comprehension, he usually didn't have this kind of patience- not even for Jimin. Maybe because he wants to have it for you.

“Well my boyfriend wants to fuck you in more ways than one…so I’d say pretty damn lucky.” Jungkook swallows, his bottom lip being caught in between his teeth.

You frown and the air in between you shifts just when you start to see unease within his features. It feels as if time has just slowed down, the subtle beating within your heart escalating at jungkook’s highly alarming confession and you try your best not to let your mouth hang open.

Your body freezes, eyes bulging out slightly as you look away in shock and then understanding. For a moment, you wanted to believe that what Jungkook was telling you was true- that the very man you’ve fantasized multiple times about has suddenly done the same for you. But of course you couldn't, only holding onto the silent fear that this was all just some sick joke he came up with to hurt you even more.

Your fists clench at you side. You felt anger spike through you, from the thought of the evil boy plotting harm to you. “That's it? that's why you’re here? To tell me that your little love slave suddenly has his eye on me? How dumb do you think I am?” You sneer at him, your words getting louder by the second and you forget that the both of you were currently situated within a library.

What ever reaction jungkook thought you were going to have towards this conversation, it wasn't one of anger. surprise, happy- maybe even a bit of relief, but he certainly never pictured you rising from your seat and leaning over the table with a look that could kill an army.

He shifts a bit.

“ Do you think I'm so desperate that I would just jump immediately at your word? I'm not naive, little y/n anymore Jeon” you couldn't help yourself, watching as jungkook blinks rapidly towards you.

“Y/n that's not-“ Jungkook frowns and he tries to calm you down, but you were too far gone.

“I'm not that little puppet you can manipulate. I was your friend and that's what you should have treated me as...what the hell did I ever do to you?” The words leave your mouth before you could even register it. It was a fair question, that always seem to plague your mind whenever you thought about this. You’ve asked him this before of course, but for some reason you could never seem to remember what it was that he told you. All you knew was that no matter what it was, there was just no excuse for ever hurting your friend like that.

A long silence goes by.

“Friend.” He simply repeats after a moment. “ y/n you weren't my friend. Friends hangout everyday, friends share laughs and listen to each other's problems or secrets. Friends don't ignore each other’s entire existence when they wanted them most. Friends don't let the other fall while they take a step back…” By then Jungkook had slowly risen out of his seat as well, his speech strong with emotion until the last part had become so low you’ve completely missed it.

However that wasn't your worry, what registered with you most, was the pain his eyes bore into you -as if he wanted you to see everything that he’d kept inside all these years. If that it-self wasn't distracting then maybe it was the fact that jungkook had copied your stature without thinking it through fully. While he leaned over the table - his face only a few mere inches away, it dawns on you quickly that he was way too close into your personal space.

Even knowing so, you still wouldn't budge because you refused to be the one to submit. Instead you kept your unmoving glare onto his wavering eyes, your steady breathing against his increasing inhales, your frozen frame in shock when his moves in even closer, and a blank mind when his lips are suddenly on yours.

Jungkook had snapped.

Chapter Two | Masterlist

[beesmygod]

this is what riverdale is about (part 4)

part 1

part 2

part 3

i’m back, to continue from where we left off. obnoxiously, i’m going to take a minute to plug my patreon, which is primarily for my webcomic but i also do movie reviews and talk about bad books i find so if you like these posts, you’ll probably like those as well. all i ask....is one dollar a month.

anyway fuck that let’s get back into this.

images are from the riverdale wiki

SEASON ONE (PART 2):

the last picture show: immediately this show reveals that our beloved jughead has been living in a nearly abandoned drive-in that he also works at. too bad for him, because it’s closing down. hilariously, literally nobody in his circle of friends cares and call his make-shift house a crack den. owned. its revealed an anonymous buyer purchased it from the town and the mayor decided to sell it to whoever.

archie brings flowers to his teacher-girlfriend’s recital and when he and grundy (and his dad) head to pop’s for a good ol malt or whatever, betty confronts him about his relationship. betty is hurt when he says grundy believed in him when no one else did and goes home with renewed purpose: take grundy down.

veronica’s mom is caught having a heated argument with a member of the southside serpents gang next to a dumpster by cheryl who, as she delights in misery and disaster, captures it all on camera. she shows veronica, who confronts her mother who brushes her off.

betty lures grundy into a fake interview for her school paper instead of going to the police. betty seems to be determining all of this based on the fact that she didnt have any social media until a year ago, which really makes me question betty’s journalistic bonefides. its framed like this means she didn’t exist before she got a twitter or whatever. its really weird. more relevant is that the only record of a geraldine grundy.....WAS AN OLD WOMAN WHO DIED 7 YEARS AGO!!!!! she takes this information to archie as well, who doesn’t care at all. he’s way too horny to care.

betty breaks into grundy’s vw bug and finds a gun and her real i.d. with her real name. archie is still too horny to care, even though betty (again, really overstepping her journalistic bounds) says that grundy might have killed jason (BASED ON THE EXISTENCE OF A GUN BETTY!!! COME ON). archie finally asks grundy straight up what the fuck is going on and she cops to trying to escape from an abusive husband, hence the gun and fake names.

jughead finds out that archie’s dad’s construction company won the bid to destroy the drive-in. its a bad time to be jughead. he tries to ask archie’s dad not to tear down the drive-in. through this convo we learn that jughead’s dad was fired from andrews construction several years ago for theft. a scene after this reveals that veronica’s mom is facilitating the purchase of the drive-in with the mayor pn behalf of her incarcerated husband.

i’m so glad the wiki reminded me of this line, word for word: everyone (and i mean literally everyone in town) goes to the drive-in for one last hurrah, where the southside serpents are guffawing up a storm. veronica somehow silences them by saying “You know what happens to a snake when a Louboutin heel steps on it? Shut the hell up or you’ll find out.“ it sucks so bad. veronica then witnesses her mother having an encounter with the same gang member who she is revealed to be paying to drive down the value of the drive-in property so hiram lodge can buy it for cheap.

archie and grundy are caught in a passionate embrace after betty’s mom reads her diary and goes on the warpath, rightfully telling her to get the fuck out of town or she’ll reveal her to be a child molester. grundy agrees to leave and archie is heartbroken. the last show of geraldine this season is her ogling two teen boys. horrible. leave, woman.

jughead leaves his shitty home and on his way out is accosted by the same gang member who was talking to hermoine lodge and is revealed to be....JUGHEADS DAD!!!!!!!!!! whatever.

heart of darkness: the town is abuzz with jason’s upcoming funeral and the teens of riverdale are fighting over who gets to take the dead kids spot as captain of the football team in a really normal and not at all super ghoulish way. archie is working his heart out now that his favorite teacher/pedophile has fled town. he has his time wasted by a member of the pussycats, valerie, who nets him a meeting with a music songwriter who tells archie he doesn’t have time for his shit. its a weird and totally pointless scene in the long run. it doesnt matter because archie’s music thing never comes to anything. the guy tells archie later, when he returns with sheet music, that his songs suck shit and he hates his music and to get out of his office.

jason and polly’s (betty’s sister) relationship seems to be at the center of whatever happened to jason, so betty starts asking around town about her sister, by using dates as a cover to ask probing questions to members of the football team. she also tries asking her father, who explains that polly and jason had a fight, polly tried to kill herself and so was shipped off to a mental institution. learning about jason’s death fucked her up again so they shan’t be exposing her to more sordid info about the events. the only information they get is that jason was selling drugs to raise money to leave town.

betty and jughead trace this thread to find out why jason would want to leave town but veronica is already finding out firsthand after she is invited to the blossom mansion for the world’s worst sleepover before the memorial (cool timing): the blossoms are all insane. they make their money on maple syrup, using the funds to build riverdale as we know it. veronica and cheryl bond over their awful parents and versonic encourages cheryl to act out at jason’s memorial FOR SOME REASON. KNOWING FULL WELL WHO CHERYL IS.

demonstrating extremely normal judgement, betty and jughead plan to raid jason’s room during the memorial to find clues. cheryl goes full hamlet, throwing herself on the coffin and weeping during her eulogy. they use this as cover to sneak away and go commit the worst social faux-pax you truly can do. however, they are interrupted by cherly’s senile grandmother, nana rose, who mistakes her for polly and reveals polly and jason were engaged. 

betty takes this information to her father who reveals he already knows but forbid the arrangement because the blossoms and the coopers have been trying to kill each other for decades over the whole maple syrup empire thing. betty and jughead later suspect her dad broke into the sheriff's office to steal his files related to uhhh everything i guess; a hunch which turns out to be correct.

meanwhile veronica’s mom is sent a live snake by the serpent gang, calls big strong fred andrews to come save her and then asks him for a job.

faster pussycats! kill! kill!: first of all fuck, the name of this ep.

archie, for some reason because i guess he doesn’t know what embarrassment is, decides he’s going to play an original song he wrote for the school talent show. he immediately gets stage fright at the try-outs and wusses out. veronica goes behind his back to sign him up anyway. thanks, asshole!

valerie, from the last ep, quits the pussycats because josie is slightly more stressed than usual about uhhh the talent show. also because she has a crush on archie for some reason.

hermoine, while acting as fred andrews’ new secretary, realizes he’s fucking BROKE. why’d he hire her? who knows. too late now. she suggests firing some people (for example............her, maybe, fred) but fred cant bear it...and is hoping to be saved by the newest construction job he doesn’t know that hermoine is manipulating under the table. much like his son, fred is now too horny to care and they make out while veronica watches awkwardly.

the remaining pussycats try to figure out what to do about their missing member problem. josie’s mom helpfully lays out that they need a strong woman of color, but not one prettier or more talented than josie. enter...VERONICA!!! who is miffed because archie replaced her with valerie in the talent show duet. veronica is now scientifically less pretty and talented than josie by show standards, which just rules because i love thinking that there are teen power rankings in riverdale.

betty and jughead make their way to visit polly at The Sisters Of Quiet Mercy which is literally the best name for a goth cover band in the world. surprise! polly is pregnant with jason’s baby. polly reveals she and jason planned to run away together, but she was caught by her parents and sent away. she then awkwardly asks how jason is and someone has to break the news to her.

josie’s dad makes a brief appearance, which i absolutely do not remember at all. i thought he only showed up in season 3 which makes mayor mccoys character arc way more awkward. anyway, the mccoy family, the andrews and the lodges all have dinner together to discuss business and its awkward as all hell. no one at the table likes the andrews.

betty straight up asks her dad if he killed jason and her mom laughs her ass off at the idea of betty’s soft white suburban ham shank looking dad being able to kill a weed much less a human. keep that in mind.

veronica’s mom forges veronica signature on a form allowing andrews construction to move ahead with the job.

jughead and betty kiss after talking about how they arent their parents. keep that in mind. anyway, betty takes jughead to a car polly mentioned that full of EVIDENCE. they take picture of it and leave the car to go tell the sheriff because i guess suddenly no one has cellphones.  jughead and betty return with the sheriff later to find the car has been light up by an unknown person. almost immediately after, bughead tries to rescue polly at the institution only to find she’s already bailed. welp.

josie and valerie make up and all four pussycats perform. josie’s dad walks out on her performance? harsh. cool dad moves.

archie sings and the crowd loves it. who gives a shit.

a kid died, guys. come on.

[sportanime-maniac]

Can you do a scenario of Tsukki, Bokuto, Akaashi and Ushijima when his gf and her bff have their language and inside jokes? Like her bff said somethink like "Excuse me waiter, there's a hair in my cake" or "The cap drops straight onto the jar" her gf and bff are crying and snorting but he don't understand nothing? Sorry if this is confusing also sorry if I write something wrong Polish is my first language :) Have great weekend

Firstly you’re writing is amazing for English not being your first language. Secondly, you have an awesome week! And thirdly, THANK YOUUU ❤💙

Tsukishima

For some reason, he thought it was a good idea to accompany ____ and her best friend out for a meal. How very wrong he had been. They got to they cafe and sat down. Tsukishima could hear the two girls talking but couldn’t understand a word they were talking so fast. He sighed and pulled out his phone to pass the time, before a waitress came.“Hello, please can I have the fish jar?” Yukiko asked. (I made this up idk, but I imagine it to be a rainbow in a jar. So different types of fish in layers with vegetables etc).“Certainly,”“Could I have the lasagne please? Nothing quite as eccentric as Yuki here,” she teased her friend.“Yes of course,”“Just some strawberry cheesecake please,” Tsukishima requested. When the waitress walked away, the two girls just burst out laughing and glancing at each other.“What did I miss?” Tsukishima asked, with his usual bored look.“Kei, you’re amazing!”___ cried with laughter, just as Yukiko snorted.“Uh, can you stop? You’re attracting attention,” he asked them. They stopped laughing so hard but their bodies were shaking so hard from the laughter that it was evident something was still funny.“Can you at least tell me what’s so funny so I don’t look stupid and gormless here?” he almost hissed at ___. She sobered up quite quickly after that.“Sorry Kei. It was an inside joke from when we were kids. We uh, we had nicknames for people we did and didn’t like, so when these trivial things come up in conversation, all he’ll breaks loose. But the person named Strawberry Cheesecake…” she took a breath to stop from laughing “…was someone who neither of us will get over the stupidity of,” she explained.“Well it wasn’t really their stupidity. More like they tried too hard - as in they tried too hard to play the class clown, and failed miserably. At the time it was the most hilarious thing we could think of,” Yukiko explained further. Tsukishima nodded, still a little unsure. He could have sworn they were acting high or drunk.Shortly afterwards, their food arrived. Yukon took the lid off her fish jar, and nudged ___.“Hey…” she said, And dropped the lid onto the jar, not from too far away. It landed and they broke into fits of giggles again. ___ started choking a little on her food, which only increased Yukiko’s entertainment. She was almost crying. Tsukishima gave his girlfriend some water and she calmed down, sighing and holding her stomach.“You two are impossible!” Tsukishima exclaimed, exasperated at their behaviour.“Sorry…” they apologised like chastised children before ___ spoke.“Say, Kei, is that hair in your cake?“she asked with a straight face. Yukiko disappeared from view, falling off the seat. ___ had a very good poker face, and so restrained from laughing, but Tsukishima wasn’t buying it."Alright I’m never coming out with the two of you ever again. Your mental age decreases about 20 years, and you arent even 20 yet!”

Bokuto

“Kou-chaannnn!!!” Yukiko called, waving him and his girlfriend ___ over. The two girls hugged and grinned at each other. Bokuto had never been out with the girls before, and he wasn’t sure what it entailed, but there was no practice on, Akaashi and Kuroo were busy, so what else was there to do.“Are you coming Koutarou?” ___ asked, holding her hand out. He latched onto it and a large grin appeared in his face. He loved holding hands with his ___. They went into a few shops, before spending a longer time in a clothes shop. Bokutos wasn’t really paying attention. He was in his own world. Or least he was until ___ almost doubled over from laughing. He looked between her and Yukiko, trying to see what was so funny, but coming up with nothing. Yukiko had a dress and a suit round her neck with the coat hanger (you know, wjem you try something for length and put it round your neck without actually trying it on?), with one on either side. When they didn’t stop laughing, he started to feel Emo Bo coming out, but he didn’t want to ruin his girlfriend’s day out with her best friend, so he managed to suppress it.“___…?” he asked, looking at her with utter confusion. She smiled at him and took hold of his hand again.“Sorry Koutarou, it’s just and inside joke me and Yuki-chan have. You don’t need to worry,” she told him, ruffling his hair with her other hand. Just from that simple action, Bokuto’s emo side dissolved away, being replaced with adoration for the female in front of him.

When they got home at the end of the day, Bokuto whined and begged ___ to tell him all her inside jokes with Yukiko so he didnt feel as left out next time.

Akaashi

Akaashi’s girlfriend, ___, and her best friend were having a movie day in, and since he had nothing better to do, he decided to join them. They first watched a film called Eragon (I RATE THIS BOOK SERIES NOT THE FILM) and it went by fairly smoothly.“Well, I guess as a warm up film it was ok, but the books are still a million times better,” Yukiko, ___’s best friend judged, shrugging.“I totally agree,” ___ nodded.“So do you want to do a Lord of the rings binge or a Harry Potter binge?” Yukiko asked, indicating like an air hostess. Akaashi had never seen his girlfriend go from serious to crying with laughter so quickly. Sure, he was happy she was laughing but BOY WAS HE LOST. Instead of voicing his confusion, he stood up and started walking to the kitchen.“Do you want some popcorn?” he asked, and ___ squealed.“YES PLEASE!! LOVE YOUU!!” she called and Akaashi nodded. This was normal. ___ liked to voice her love, while Akaashi struggled to show emotion, so only did so when they were alone and at the right time. It worked for them and they had been going out for more than a year now.

When the Fukurodani setter entered back into the room, he identified the hobbit being played. All the dwarves had just started singing Misty Mountains. He put the popcorn down and kissed his girlfriend quickly. She grinned and glanced at him, smiling, before looking back to the TV.Soon enough, Bilbo was running out his house with the contract and running through the Shire.“I’m going on an adventure!!” both ___ and Yukiko quoted and burst out laughing again, both thinking of the same incident a few years ago. Akaashi let out a sigh. He had a feeling something like this may happen.“___, if you’re going to be laughing, could you explain what it is you’re laughing at, so i don’t feel so clueless?” he asked. She apologised profusely.“I’m sorry Keiji. I will do,” she smiled, grateful to have a boyfriend who spoke his mind so clearly.

Ushijima

He had just finished in the volleyball club at school, and had decided to spend some much needed time with ___, his girlfriend. She had been patient and let him practice as much as he wanted over the past three months, for which he was truly grateful.The captain walked over to her apartment and heard laughing from inside. Frowning, he knocked on the door.“Stop it!! Someone’s at the door,” he heard her laugh, before scurrying to the door, opening it.“Wakatoshi? What’s wrong?” she asked.“Who else is here?” he asked. She blinked.“Just me and Yukiko,” she said. He sighed. They were having a tickle fight. Of course. See the relationship Ushijima was in was unorthadox to say the least. ___ was happy, smiley and HYPER almost all of the time, while Ushijima…well, he wasnt.“What are you going to do?” he asked. She shrugged.“We hadn’t decided. She just arrived,” ___ replied. They walked through to where Yukiko was sprawled over the sofa.“Hello Ushijima-san,” she greeted. The two of them never got past the formalities, since Ushijima was too intimidating, and they didn’t really spend much time around each other.“Yukiko-san,” he returned the greeting.“So shall we go out somewhere?” ___ asked, a little sad that they were being so formal.“Sure,” they both said simultaneously. Yukiko grinned and ___ bit her tongue, cheeks straining against the smile.“Okay…so where to?” she asked.“The beach?” Ushijima suggested. Yukiko gasped.“No way! Do you see any ready bikini bods round here?” Yukiko asked, dramatic. ___ once again coughed to cover up her laugh.“Maybe not the beach in the middle of winter Wakatoshi?” she suggested. He blinked.“Oh yeah I lost 3 months to volleyball,” he muttered to himself. The two girls couldn’t hold it back anymore, and burst out laughing. The male looked at them incredulously…well, to the experienced eye his expression shifted microscopically.“___?” he asked. She looked at him, her eyes filled with joy and amusement. “Why are you laughing?” he asked.“Its just…something me and Yuki saw a few years ago, And it’s been an inside joke since. About the beach. She reminded me of it, sorry!” ___ cried. He just shook his head and walked into the kitchen.

[s0ftkwan]

it’s complicated | park jihoon

as requested by a lovely anon here’s a flangst-ish (is that a thing now?) park jihoon scenario. enjoy! send all requests here

“i love you“

it was only your second period and safe to say this is not how you expected your monday to go

confessions of love and admiration weren’t anything new to you

in fact, you could even be considered one of the most popular students in your school

you were beautiful, smart, super friendly, and such a social butterfly

not to mention you were also volleyball team captain, homecoming queen/king, and student council vice president (second in command to a senior named hwang minhyun, also quite popular)

in short, you were pretty popular, so confessions should phase you at all, right??

wrong

they still shook you

no matter how often you receive love letters and pretty flowers, you could never wrap around your head why. this. kept. happening.

and the current confession was no different

however, unlike most of the declarations you’ve received which were mostly in the form of writing or gifts, this one was plain and simple

which is exactly how you would describe the boy delivering it--park jihoon

you’ve never actually talked to the boy but you know of him

he wasnt popular but he wasnt exactly a nobody either

you knew him mostly because of his giant group of friends you remember them being 11?? that minhyun was coincidentally a part of

you’ve asked him multiple times how he managed to pick up such a big number of friends but he always just shakes his head and smiles saying that “it’s a looooooong story” that he’s never actually gotten around to telling you

ANyWays

sure you and jihoon have some classes that you share and sure you’ve probably exchanged a couple polite smiles and awkward glances but that was the limit of your interactions

and here he suddenly is confessing his long time crush on you

“o-oh,,,,,,,, h-how,,,,, nice of you jihoon,,,, uh,,,,listen,,, jihoon––“

"you don’t like me back, do you?”

you felt your body go stiff like ‘oh shit how does he know and how can i break it to him gently‘

but turns out!! you dont have to!!

because before you know it, jihoon is laughing a small bittersweet laugh while shaking his head

“well,, kind of expected it, not gonna lie, but it’s fine“ he stops laughing and offers you a small friendly smile that you wouldnt mind seeing again

“i hope we can be friends instead?“

at his statement, you tilted your head a bit out of shock, but a few moments later, a full blown grin erupts from your face

“o-of course!!!! i always love new friends!“

his face scrunches at the L word and you realize your choice of wording a bit too late but you’re like !!!! when you do

“oh my God, right, im so sorry, fresh subject, sorry“

but jihoon assures you that it’s fine and that he was already late for class and that he would see you later

and that’s that

  kidding did you actually think that was it

it’s not christine unless she gets super carried away in a scenario !

the next day, your teacher surprises your class with a sudden seat shuffle after receiving complaints about a certain park woojin and lee daehwi being a little too noisy together

and what a coinky dink (still dont know how to spell that) guess who ends up next to you! park jihoon himself!

you shifted in your seat when jihoon sat next to you and you braced for the awkward atmosphere

but it was totally the opposite

turns out jihoon was either really good at faking it or he really just wanted to be your friend

you decided on the latter

he was super friendly and funny and nice and tried so hard to not make anything awkward after yesterday

it was as if he never even confessed to you in the first place

you two eventually ended up passing notes with funny jokes or stories written on them all throughout class and trying so hard not to burst out laughing

it was your first time ever doing that and you were kinda glad it was with jihoon

it wouldnt be your only first with jihoon though if u catch my drift ;)

you two ended up becoming super close friends, if not bffs, throughout the whole school year

you two were basically attached at the hip

you knew each other like the back of your hand

you told each other everything

so it came as quite a shock to you when you caught jihoon and some random girl sucking face in his room

i mean you were partially to blame

you stormed into his house like it was your own with the intent of being comforted by and ranting to your best friend

this was literally the last thing you expected

“y/n! w-what are you d-doing here?“ the girl removed herself from jihoon’s lap

“the question is what are You Doing Over Here.....who is that?“

“u-uh,,, y/n this is––“

“i’m his girlfriend.“

and that was that

you felt your heart break even though you had no idea why

“o-oh,,,, well then,,, i-i have to go“

you ran out of his room and even if you heard jihoon calling for your name over and over again, you couldnt find it in yourself to turn around and go back

the next day and the following days after that, you tried your best to avoid jihoon at all costs, even if it meant skipping that class where he sits next to you just to hang out at the nurse’s office

you had to sort out everything you were thinking about in your head and what you felt in your heart

why did you feel your heart break? why did you feel so heavy thinking about it? why are you so affected by this?

the rational part of your brain was telling you that you felt betrayed at the fact that jihoon didnt even bother telling you that he was in a relationship

but your heart was screaming out another side

you were in love with your best friend

how could you not be? he was so kind and friendly and considerate and funny and Fuck you were in love with your best friend

you got to thinking about all those months ago when jihoon confessed his feelings for you

who knew it would end up like this?

“finally found you.“

jihoon’s voice was all too familiar as he approached your form on the clinic bed

“y/n have you been ignoring me all day?“

you turned to you side, so you avoided facing him

“depends on what you define as ignoring. if you think me going to the extra length of camping out in the nurse’s office to avoid sitting next to you in class or hiding in the nasty janitor’s closet just so i dont pass by you in the hall is ignoring then yes, you would me correct“

he chuckled and a part of you begged to hear more

it got quiet again

“y/n, she’s not my girlfriend“

your ears suddenly perk up and you turn ever so slightly to see his face

"s-she’s not?”

“nope. she was a crazy neighbor who’s been in love with me ever since she moved here. she used the excuse that she needed to be tutored to get in my room and to kiss me. i swear i would have pushed her off a second after you came in the room. y/n please believe me, you’re the only girl i love––“

at that, you immediately shot up as jihoon shut up

“what did you say?“

“s-she’s not my girlfriend,,“

“no after that“

“she’s crazy?“

“gdi park jihoon you know what i mean“

“,,,,fine,,,,,y-you’re the only one i,,,,love,, i-if you still dont feel the same t-thats totally ok! we can go back to how i––“

poor boy couldnt even finish because you pressed your lips to his instantly

[illustratedbydae]

Blue Eyes - Part two ( Harry Hook & Evie )

A/N; hi guys, I want to thank you so much for 400 followers. I never thought I’d make it so far on tumblr ! Also, I hope you enjoy this chapter ! Comment your thoughts.

the request I’ve blended with this chapter; “ Do it. Tell me you hate me !” + “ I dare you to kill me ! Do it ! ” requested by anon, I hope you liked it !

Also, I want to thank my best friend, Becca, for giving me ideas for this chapter ! You’re a blessing !

words; 1566

this part is not edited !

master list

Part one

Part Two

part three

Part four

Part five

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“ She’ll come, Uma, he’s her boyfriend after all, ” Harry smirked.

The duo were hanging around Ursula’s chip shop, Uma doing another shift and Harry casually keeping her company.

“ Mhm, I know that Harry, but Mal always had her tricks,” the teal haired girl sighed , “ This time we’ll win, we have to. ”

Harry nodded, always approving his captain, just when he was about to say something else, the daughter of Maleficent herself, came into the chip shop.

Mal smirked and with a singing voice said, “ I’m baaack,” just the way her mom used to.

Harry watched as Uma went to greet her, “ Loser, party for one, right this way,” she said with a bored tone.

The two girls sat down at an empty table and started negotiating for Ben’s life. Harry, however, didn’t want to stay and listen their argument, so he went to the docks.

As usually the weather was gloomy, no star on the night sky, only a part of the moon was visible, the rest of it being covered with gray clouds.

Harry was used with the isle, after all he spent all his life there. Seven months ago life was way easier for him, back then he was able to see his blueberry princess everyday.

Even if Evie and Harry were in rival groups of friends, mainly because of the grunge between Mal and Uma, the two of them somehow managed to get along.

Harry chuckled , remembering how it all started, after their first official talk, a conversation without Uma or Mal, the pirate noticed his missing clock.

Harry was walking along the shore, whistling some old song he used to hear a lot when he was just a little boy.

The weather was colder than usual, so by instinct he put his hands into his jacket’s pockets. Easily noticing something was in his place.

Harry always had with him an antique clock, the only thing from his mother, but now the boy noticed it was gone.

He tried to recall all the events of the day, maybe he forgot it somewhere or left it at home.

But no matter how much he tried, he could not remember. That was until a imagine of a blue-haired girl showed up in his memories.

Harry remembered her contagious smile, her lovely brown eyes and her beautiful long blue curls. The pirate knew he was amazed by her appearance and also by the way she talked.

Along with remembering Evie, he also remembered the way she got a little too close to him , just before she left.

And that’s when all the dots connected. The clock was at Evie. She stole it , along with his heart. Harry being unaware of the last one.

Now, still at the docks, Harry chuckled for himself. He never got the clock back, he let the girl keep it. Even so, one thing Evie did return: his heart, but it wasn’t the same. Harry still couldn’t feel it. He was sure his heart belonged to her.

“What did I do to get this kind of punishment ?” Harry murmured, “ Wanting something I can’t have. ”

“ Weren’t you always a catch? Wanting everything that couldn’t be yours?” a voice spoke from behind him.

Harry’s lips curled into a smirk, he knew exactly who was talking because there was only one person who dared to sneak up behind him. His princess.

“ I thought the message was clear, Mal had to come alone,” the pirate grinned , not bothering to reply the previous question asked by Evie.

The girl puffed, “ What makes you think I’ve come to back up Mal ?”

“ Then why did ye come, princess? I doubt ye wanted to see me. ”

Evie smiled as sweet as she could, just like how her mother tought her to, lifting two fingers up and moving one step forward, “ Two things Hook, firstly I’ve come because, believe it or not, I do wanted to see you, ” she sighed.

“ Secondly, I need you to tell me one thing, ” she said moving another step closer to him, “ Why do you hate me so much? You didn’t seem so upset with Mal and the others leaving, but with me - it’s like you put all your anger on my shoulders. ”

Harry was surprised by her invasion of his personal space, not really thinking that Evie would do such a thing , but quickly shook his head, “ Ye really don’t know ?”

“ I do not. ”

Harry gritted his teath, anger being very visible now on his face, “ Ye of all people, left me behind, without a second thought you climbed up in that fancy limo and went to live yer perfect little life, ” he spat, pointing his hook at her neck.

Evie breathed heavily, but she couldn’t let him see she was scared, “ So did the others, Harry. ”

Now, Harry only got angrier. She couldn’t see it ? How could she not know ? The others might’ve done the same, but he did not love the others. Meanwhile, what Harry felt for her was unimaginable.

Harry pressed the hook stronger against her skin, making Evie take a few steps back, “ Ye were the first person to ever care for me, even before Uma, ” Harry spat, “ Ye were the first one to make me feel something else besides anger and pain, ”

Now the hook was almost cutting her skin, “ Ye, Evie, stole ma clock and ma heart along with it, and ye still left, never bothering to give them back, ” Harry yelled, making a small cut on her neck, after noticing the trace of blood pouring from it, he loosened up, muttering “ and even if ye’d have given ‘em back , I’m afraid ma heart would’ve been forever yers.”

The princess narrowed her eyes, putting all of her effort into grabbing his hook with her left hand. When she got hold of it, she pulled it out of his hand with all the force she got, letting him shocked. No one ever dared to touch his hook.

“ I didnt have a choice, ” she spat, “ Mother made me go, if I would’ve stayed she would’ve made my life a living hell! ”

“ Evie, calm-”

“ You do not get to tell me to calm down, Harry Hook, ” Evie yelled at him, “ You think I didn’t want to take you with me? I wanted to! Guess what? I couldn’t. ”

Evie glanced at the silver hook she was holding, with a flicker of her wrist she pointed it at his neck, “ You do not get to threaten me , Hook. ”

Harry smirked, never seeing this side of her. It was true after all, everyone got a wicked side. Her was just showing and Harry was ready to test her limits, “ Go on. Tell me you hate me.”

Evie panted heavily, not knowing what to do, she didn’t think it would get this far.

The pirate put his hand over hers, now both holding the hook, Harry’s hold tightened , making the hook touch his neck, “ I dare you to kill me!” Harry yelled, a look pure of madness showing on his face, “ Do it ! ” he said again, starting to cut his own neck.

Evie gasped, “Stop!”

Her reaction only made Harry grin, quickly she pulled the hook away, throwing it on the ground a few meters away from them, “ H-how could you do that?”

Harry laughed , “ What’s the matter ? ”

“ What’s the matter?” Evie mocked him, “ You could’ve -”

Harry shook his head, still laughing, “ So, that means ye still feel something for me, don’t ye?”

Evie punched him in the chest, “ This is not funny, idiot ! Are you out of your mind?”

“ As a matter of fact,” Harry smiled, putting one of his hand on her cheek, “ I am, but ye knew that, love. ”

Evie’s anger suddenly melted, as she felt his thumb tracing along her lips, her eyes staring into his blue one. She stared at him in amazement, how could he still have this effect on her ?

“ What are you doing Harry?”

“ Something I should’ve done a long time ago, ” he smiled , moving closer to her, slowly placing his slaty lips on top of her warm ones.

Evie closed her eyes, melting into the kiss, she wouldn’t admit it, but she wanted to kiss him for a long time too.

[fallish]

home (the hardest place to stay, to leave)

on ao3 | part 1

A/N: this is part 1 of a kind of kh3 fix-it. ill be going over things that did and didnt happen as the story progresses and i hope y’all like it. this is the first thing ive written in a long time so feel free to tell me what you think

summary: The story starts where Sora decides to start telling it.

Sora meets Riku when they were both too young to remember meeting. He thinks he was 4 and his mother had taken him out with her for errands. Endlessly curious and too lively for his mother to keep up, he had seen a boy who looked his age holding something shiny, and he had run up to him to ask what it was. Sora vaguely remembers telling Riku that it was pretty, Riku looking at him like he had another head, then thrusting out the chain saying he didn’t need it.

That’s not where the story starts.

They meet Kairi when Sora starts 2rd grade, and even though Riku is just a year above him, they don’t have play time together. She offers to play pirates with Sora, and he’s so elated, he talks Riku’s ear off about the girl who must be captain of the seas because she washed up on shore and clearly was meant to find her way to the islands. Riku smirks and says he just has to meet this elusive captain of the seas.

That’s not where it starts either.

A few months after meeting Riku, Riku meets Terra. He’s older and cool and a hero. Sora talks to Terra’s friend Aqua, and privately decides that Terra is a huge dork but maybe he is cool. He also spends a lot of time with Riku, and Riku is Sora’s best friend so he can’t have him. Aqua laughs when he tells her that. She tells him that Terra won’t take Riku away from him, but she looks doubtful for a second. She asks him to promise to keep Riku safe. He does. She laughs and relaxes, at peace with that, but the promise settles under Sora’s skin. It feels permanent.

Sora knows Riku made Terra a promise too, but he doesn’t know what it was. All he does know is that they were too young to know what they had promised. They were too small to know the pain and time a few chance meetings would cost them.

It kind of does start there, doesn’t it?

But maybe it doesn’t really start until they have the raft mostly put together. They are too old to think leaving the island with nothing but a raft is a good idea but too young and full of wanderlust to really consider if what little they’d gathered was enough. He goes home that night and thinks about the new room he’s staying in, full of things he doesn’t need. He thinks about his mother. He thinks about his aunt in the next room over. When the storm starts, he doesn’t think twice about finding Riku.

The story can’t start there.

They are too fragile to make it on their own.

The story won’t start there.

They are surrounded by darkness.

There is too much story there.

For the first time, Sora feels the promise swelling up under his skin.

Pause.

The story starts where Sora decides to start telling it.

***

The beach is such an odd place to be now that there’s nothing holding them apart anymore. Kairi sits on the bent paupu tree and Riku leans against it to get the best view of the sunset possible. Sora stretches himself out so that his head rests in Kairi’s lap and his knee is pressed firmly into Riku’s shoulder, just enough so that he can feel that he’s there. Turning his head toward the sunset, he can see the sea salt gang playing frisbee in the fading light.

There’s no nostalgia, but a certain fondness in his voice when he says “I’m glad we’re all here. I’m glad I can see you guys again.” Both of them are quiet for the next few seconds, but he knows that nothing needs to be said here. Kairi huffs out a breathe, then threads her fingers through his hair. She places a small kiss on his forehead. Riku reaches out his right hand and twines Sora’s fingers through his and squeezes. They say a lot in those small actions. They say, me too and I’m not leaving. Sora feels his heartbeat settle and his eyes start to droop.

Kairi and Riku notice he’s nodding off, but they let it happen. They can hold him up

***

The first time he sees his old bed, Sora is convinced he is gonna pass out within seconds of his head hitting the pillow. Unfortunately, that turns out to not be the case. What does happen is what follows:

He lays down, and he shuts his eyes. The air sits still and silent and there is no sound but a distant echo of waves crashing on cool sand coming from his cracked window. Trying to ignore the need to reach for his phone and check on Donald and Goofy, he shifts restlessly, straining to hear anything else at all. The only other discernible sounds are those of his aunt bustling around in the kitchen, and looking at the clock, if her routine hadn’t changed while he was gone, she wouldn’t be done for a few hours.

The bed doesn’t rock under him at all when he stands up. He willfully doesn’t think about the constant turbulence of the gummi ship as he pushes the window fully open slowly, careful to not make any sound.

The light of the moon aides him in sneaking one foot after another over the hurdle height ledge of his window. Making his way past the kitchen window, which is wide open, he hears his aunt on the phone, “No, I just want to make sure I can make this place a little more like home for him. He has never really lived here before, I mean, I don’t even know if he ever had his own room after he left,”

Sora knew that coming back was a serious decision, but hearing the consequences of it makes him feel guilty for jumping back into her life like this. When they decided they wanted to leave, it was a decision made in loneliness and a little bit of anger, but back then, he never considered what it would do to her. Her sister gone a month prior, and then her nephew gone in the middle of the night. He wonders briefly if she suffered the same loneliness he felt after his mother passed. He can’t stay for longer.

He sneaks past the open window to the sidewalk and makes the familiar walk to Riku’s house. It’s no surprise, when he reaches, that Riku’s bedroom light is still on.

At Yen Sid’s, Riku used to open enemy files and write in his own descriptions in the middle of the night and hope Yen Sid wouldn’t notice. While they slept in the same room, Sora had watched him do it enough times to know he always fell asleep around his third edit of the night. He is certain that he made his own files so that he could continue the trend after becoming a master. He can’t help but adore the fact that Riku still keeps up with the little things they used to keep themselves sane through the countless training trial they fought through. Sora used to make small bead bracelets, each marking a new world and the people he met there. His new blue bracelet has the colors of the sea and he got the beads from Arendelle. Its fastened with a little snowflake charm that Elsa made him. Now, he fiddles with it while coming up with an entrance strategy now that there is no coconut tree outside Riku’s window.

After scaling the building and prying the window open, he allows himself to tumble heavily onto his best friend’s floor. The bed pushed into the corner of the room is far enough from the window that his fall doesn’t even make Riku stir, but its still loud enough to make Sora wince.

Sure enough, the notebook full of carefully documented heartless sits under Riku’s right hand, as he lies asleep, curled up with his left arm folded under his head. While Sora is practically known for being able to sleep anywhere, Riku can’t sleep without reading or writing something for a solid hour. Sora knows Mickey didn’t fare well with the constant selfie updates he used to send Riku in the Realm of Darkness. He’d received a few disparaging texts from the king asking him to keep it short so that when they could sleep, he didn’t have to worry about the light of the screen a few feet away being the eyes of a shadow. Riku always texted him almost immediately after those messages, telling him not to listen to anything the king said, and to keep sending updates. He used to say it made him feel better to know he was okay.

Sora could get with the philosophy of knowing if his best friend was safe. That was why he was currently standing in Riku’s bedroom, exhausted, with no plan of what to do once he got there. Now that he thought about it, he had only wanted to get away from the dense atmosphere of his own room. He and Riku had grown up in this room together, almost. Remnants of their childhood remained in the wooden swords that were shoved into a corner, and the several little pieces of their play island make believe props strewn about.

Sora picks up an eyepatch and thinks of Will and Jack and the Caribbean. The memories flash through his head almost too fast to keep track of and all of a sudden, Rudder of Fate is in his hand. While the ache of loss is better felt by Elizabeth, he still feels a pang in his chest whenever he thinks of them. He sigh and keeps out his keyblade, switching to the Kingdom Key as he sits on the floor, near the foot of Riku’s bed. If he can’t sleep, then the least he could do it make sure Riku is safe while he does.

***

Riku wakes up slowly, a trend that has been going on since they had come back to the islands. With his eyes closed, he moves each of his limbs, one at a time, only to confirm what he already knew, which was that he was still exhausted. After the war was over, he had asked Mickey why he was so tired all the time, and they had settled on the conclusion that was the absence of stress. After being under so much pressure for so long, it was normal for even masters to need time to settle back to a baseline level of stress.

When he stretched out his right leg straight, he his a soft spike and he nearly jumped out of his skin, his eyes shot open so fast. “S’ra,” he managed to croak out before scrambling up, “What’re you doing here?” After assessing the actual situation, he asked “More importantly, why’re you down there?”

Sora, who had sprung up when Riku had called his name, looked dazed. “What?” he asked. He couldn’t remember falling asleep, but now that he was awake his quickly vanished his keyblade and rubbed at his eyes. “I’ve been here forever. For eons, in fact,” and at Riku’s raised eyebrow, he stared down at his hands trying to wake up as he expanded, “Couldn’t sleep. Don’t worry about it.” When he looked up to see his eyebrow still raised, he just made an exasperated sound and started to get up.

Finally, Riku nods, “While I happen to know that you are pretty good at sleeping, I guess I get it. You should’ve woken me up though.” Riku moves through his regular morning routine of swinging his legs down and making the bed behind him. Sora simply lays down on the floor and waits for him to go through the motions of his morning. As Riku finishes, he looks down at the boy on the floor. His eyes are closed and he looks like he hasn’t really slept. “Wanna take a nap?”

Sora looks guiltily at the clock and grimaces. “Even if we could, I don’t think that’s a great idea. We’re gonna be late for brunch.”

“After then?” Riku asks, forcing his tone to remain as casual as possible. Sora squints suspiciously.

“Sure…”

And Riku smirks at his victory, “Then you’ll come back here with me after, and we’ll both get a well deserved nap.” He says it with such finality that Sora rolls his eyes. They have to meet up for brunch with Kairi, and if they don’t leave in the next ten minutes, she’s going to have their hides. “C’mon let’s go.”

And just like that, its on to brunch.