#he was just missing his outgoing gf

[dipperscavern]

i know modern cregan would be the guy you meet who you think absolutely hates you at first but the truth is he just physically doesn’t know how to act around you

this is so accurate it’s painful. your friend asked if he could invite someone to the group hangout, and of course you say yes. you like meeting new people.

he’s quiet, has a resting scowl & just steals glances at you from across the room all night. he keeps to himself, and seems standoffish & slightly unapproachable, so you just stick to your other friends. you think he’s pretty, but he doesn’t seem like he wants to talk to you, so you accept that. until you hear from the friend that invited him that he actually does like you, he just thinks you’re so pretty he doesn’t know what to do with himself around you.

[sebsxphia]

Being shy and being Jake's girfriend. And when you see how extroverted he is and how much fun he has with friends you get self-conscious.

One night you are getting ready for a date and he just came in the room to check on you. You stand in front of the grand mirror, just staring at yourself.

"Are you happy with me?" you ask him after he snappes you out of your thoughts by calling your name.

Jake has alarm bells going off in his head, trying to think of what he did to make you question his happiness with you but he comes up short, so his only response can be "of course, I am! What makes you ask that Darlin'?"

And you finally confess your insecurities to him. His heart breaks to hear them, but he is ready to reassure you and dispel every one of them.

-💚

ohhhh yes, my beloved anon! jake and a shy gf is one of my favorite tropes with him 🥹 because of course it could be a little intimidating! jake is so incredibly outgoing and he’s the life of the party, it worries you that maybe you’re not enough for him. but you know what they say, opposites attract! and jake loves it that you’re shy and a little more reserved. you catch things that he misses and the gossip session after the social event is his favorite part of the night 🤭

thank you so much for this sweet thought my beloved anon! 💌

[ilyuan]

hello,could you write kafka with a fem reader in this scenario: she meets her gfs friends for tje firts time and her gf is usually shy and reserved but more less with her friends. her friends dont know that she got a gf yet so they flirt with her as usual(they always do that)and rest is up to your imagination? like yn being awkward and trying to explain herself lol sorry this is a bit messy but i hpe you undertand! have a nice day and take care <3

I WON’T STEAL HER ! ft. kafka

a/n. apologies that the requests i’m getting are nearly taking a long time to fulfill, it’s partially because of storage and partially because of my mental health, but i’m back i think lawl, and thank you for the request anon! 🤍

cw. fem!reader, kafka gets a lil jealous, ooc himeko, a little ooc kafka? idk lol, tbh idrk what i’m yapping about in some of this i just woke up, i think that’s it lmk if i missed anything 🤍

your girlfriend’s mind was slowly turning into mush because of how much she was overthinking the moment you told her that you were going a little too far away from her to visit your friends.

“kafka, relax, it’s only gonna be for a few hours,” you explained to her, your voice as reassuring as possible, “it should only be for four hours, just like my usual night-shift,” you finish.

“that’s not the only issue, dear,” she contemplates at you, her eyes practically glued onto your frowned expression, “you know i get jealous easily.” she whispers, which you somehow didn’t catch onto.

after enough convincing, here you were with your now stubborn girlfriend.

the magenta-haired woman’s brows furrowed in confusion ever since she noticed how much longer it was taking just to see your friends.

she did pay attention to you telling her that it would take a long time to see your friends, but she didn’t think it would take this long.

not to mention, she’s an impatient woman.

…

after a couple minutes, you turned your view to the darkened screen of your phone, turning up your brightness a little bit.

noticing that kafka was still driving, you texted your friends that you were almost there.

kafka paused her driving.

“who are you texting?”

oh.

as soon as you both finally got to the somewhat big cabin that your friends were in, you noticed kafka’s now calm facade, which you quickly got confused by.

however, not thinking much of it, you creaked the old cabin’s door open and finally met eyes with your overly-enthusiastic friends.

kafka slowly walked in, as if she was accidentally going to break all the wood keeping the cabin up.

you signed and turned your head towards her, to which you were met with her smirking, which you were even more confused by.

“kaf?” you whispered over to her, to which she gasped, then let out a small chuckle.

“sorry, darling, i’m coming,” she emphasized the word ‘darling’ louder than usual to alert your friends of knowing you were hers.

you playfully rolled your eyes at her as she let out another chuckle as soon as she noticed.

knowing kafka was not a stoic woman whatsoever, you had an opportunity to finally introduce her to your somewhat big friend group.

first, there was luka.

luka was practically the dad of the friend group, his outgoing personality making everyone feel as if the atmosphere was warmer than usual in dangerous situations most of the time.

for example, you and everyone else went into the woods and he kept going on and on about how his last wrestling match went, while… winking at you, to emphasize that you were the one that gave him the best luck in that match.

furthermore, you were the only one in your friend group that was excited to go to luka’s matches, that was most likely why.

then, there was serval, the charming rockstar who would never shut up in her room up in the attic of her and gepard’s shared cabin.

…which gepard would usually wake up, breathing heavily as if he was running laps, when in reality serval was practicing for her next concert.

third, jingliu.

she didn’t really do much, she just wandered around and occasionally came to hang out with the rest of your friend group.

as much as you wished she hang out with the rest of you more, she wasn’t really one to have any opportunities to engage in fun activities, her “duties came first” is what her only excuse was.

lastly, himeko.

himeko was never quiet about you, always trying to help you whenever you needed help with relationship advice with kafka.

however, she was more of the playful type than the rest of the friend group.

she always blew fake kisses to you as a joke, and she always had her ways with you, whether it was if you refused to go to the store with her, she would practically beg you either way.

kafka didn’t think much of your friends, she was just trying to get comfortable, to which it took more than a while.

…

and finally, after hours of convincing her to go to the fair with you and your friend group, she finally agreed.

the next couple hours consisted of himeko clinging to your side to what felt like 24/7, even though it was only a day.

kafka quickly noticed, and quickly got uncomfortable.

“…himeko, please,” you begged, “my girlfriend is here,” you continued, your heart beat racing out of nervousness, sighing, to which you were clearly uncomfortable with.

“GIRLFRIEND!?” himeko yelled, probably louder than the screams of the people on roller coasters at this point.

kafka quickly flinched, luka turned around, jingliu who surprisingly came with, blinked a few times, and serval screamed back in agony, a rush of fear quickly flowing through her body for a split second, but then realized it was just himeko screaming.

kafka smirked, walking slowly towards himeko with a menacing gaze and you rolled your eyes at her playfully.

“relax,” you spoke to your magenta-haired girlfriend, who rose her brows and quickly pulled you away.

…

“who is that?” she questioned you, her voice a little shaky, despite trying her best to keep her somewhat seductive demeanor towards you.

“a girl from my friend group,” you replied, raising a brow in confusion.

what kafka didn’t know is that himeko was not interested in you whatsoever, and that himeko was one to be the flirty type of woman.

“ah,” kafka replied, “tell me more about her.”

“[name]!” serval and luka yelled, luka lifting up his mechanical arm in an attempt to wave at you.

you chuckled, your shy demeanor coming back into view.

they both came rushing towards you, eager to ask you if you wanted to go on the highest roller coaster with them after they finish their funnel cake.

“[name]~” luka taunted, walking towards you with a smirk on his face, “luka, go away she’s mine,” serval elbowed him playfully.

kafka’s breath hitched in her throat.

…

nonetheless, she didn’t want to mention anything for now, so she decided to think back on your friends’ question.

kafka, still standing right next to you, raised her brows in confusion because she knew you were not one for roller coasters at all.

“erm-“ kafka interrupted you, to which you gasped, “she doesn’t like going on those,” finishing for you.

you whipped your head to look at her and sighed in relief, tapping her shoulder twice as if letting her know you were okay.

“thank you,” you whispered to her.

little did you know, the only reason why she did that was because she wanted to stay with you for the entire day.

“you can see your friends another day,” was her excuse.

“kaf-“

“shhh,” she interrupted once more, “come home and comfort me, sweetie, will you?” she faked a frown.

“miss, i am not intending to steal your girlfriend, don’t worry,” himeko apologized to the practically frozen-in-place stellaron hunter.

@sugarmouchie do not copy/translate/repost on other platforms, thank you 🤍

[blackdollette]

MY SECOND EURO REQ TODAY !! okay so euronymous in all of his sexy glory is ofc... a metalhead. but his girlfriend is all bubbly, dumb and pink. bimbo ofc. but one day theyre going to a party and his gf had a lil plan 🤭 she puts on some black latex thigh high heels, a rly short black latex skirt that shows off her ass and her black lace thong perfectly and one of his bands tshirts but she cropped it so it shows off a bit of her underboob. and shes even got his corpse paint on 🤭 and hes like hard as a rock the whole drive to the party and when they get there and her black lipstick is smudged against her white paint and her ass is hanging out even more feom the skirt riding up.. he drags her to a room and fucks her hard with that little skirt still on, pushing her against a wall and letting her black tears stream doen her white painted cheeks 🤭🤭 (i got carried away mb...)

ive been waiting for someone to ask for smth like this!!

"wearing a tight dress." | euronymous

white dress. - lana del rey

female!reader x euronymous

word count: 1118

contents: p in v, unprotected sex, creampie

you were his dumb little baby. your outgoing, bubbly, and clingy personality went against everything that he was. but something about that dynamic made you two the best couple. he carried you around like a cute little handbag, and you couldn’t be happier following him to all his concerts, parties, and all that.

he had gotten invited to a basement party. there would be drugs, booze, and all of his favourite things, and you couldn't miss the opportunity to join him. he hesitated about allowing you to come, but he couldn't resist that look you gave him. so here you were, getting ready for the party. euronymous banged on the bathroom door. “hurry up in there! we’re gonna be late if we don't leave now!”

“just a sec!” you called out, finishing the last few touches on your makeup. you took a step back and looked at yourself in the mirror. you took a deep breath before opening the door and walking out of the bathroom. “let’s go.” you brushed past him, but he grabbed you arm and looked you up and down, eyes wide.

he looked like he had just had the wind knocked out of him. you were wearing shiny thigh-high black boots, a tiny little latex black skirt that complemented every curve of your hips and waist, fishnet stockings, one of his t-shirts that you had cut really short, showing off the bottom of your tits, and to top it all off, one of his leather jackets.

you had done your hair and makeup too, and he was absolutely breathtaken. he loved you to death in your usual style, but seeing you like this took it to a new level. you had him completely wrapped around your finger now. he would run into a burning building just to buy you mascara. he couldn’t speak. he stammered as he tried to get a single word out, but he was completely stunned.

“c’mon, euro. we’re gonna be late.” you said in a slightly mocking tone. you started walking to the door. he wiped the drool from his chin a followed you out, staring at how your ass moved the entire time. you got into the passenger seat with him trailing behind you. he couldn't get over how you looked. he had fantasized about this too many times to count and here you were, making all his dreams come true.

he got into the driver’s seat and started the car. while he drove, he stole occasional glances at you. you were sitting with one leg on the seat, exposing your tiny black thong. euronymous could’ve died right there. he looked at your soft thighs in the fishnets. he wanted to have his head in between them while he sucked you completely dry.

your tits looked so soft and perky, just begging to be sucked and prodded at. and your sweet little pussy that he could just barely see through your thong… he got so lost in his thoughts that he nearly ran into another vehicle. they angrily honked their horn at him, but he just flipped them off. a few minutes later, you arrived at your destination. 

you could hear loud music blasting from inside the house. you exited the car and started walking toward the house with him walking behind you like a lost dog. his heart, soul, and mind had completely surrendered to your beauty. he caught up and rang the doorbell, taking another quick glance at you.

your ass was pretty much exposed in that tiny little skirt. he just wanted to put his hands all over your body and mark you up so that everybody knew you were completely his. once you were let inside, all eyes were on you. everyone had gotten used to seeing you all dolled up and innocent-looking that this could've easily been a fever dream.

you had everyone under the same spell that you put euronymous under, and he didn't like it one bit. he dragged you into the nearest bedroom and pinned you to the door, kissing you deeply. he pulled away, panting and his face flushed red. he backed up and looked at you once more, his entire body shaking. you had never seen him like this before, but you weren’t complaining.

he seemed… nervous. like he was in the midst of a goddess. you pulled him back to you by his shirt and started kissing him once again. he pinned you to the door again, picking you up and squeezing your ass. you wrapped your legs around him as he unbuckled his belt and let it drop. he had been fighting a raging boner since he saw you walk out of your bathroom, so he was seriously looking forward to getting some relief.

you wrapped your arms around his neck as you felt your pussy starting to drip with desire. he moved his fingers to your pussy, rubbing your clit through your thong and feeling your wetness dripping through the thin fabric. he moved his mouth to your chest, licking the part of your tits that were exposed. 

he started whimpering into your chest. “you look so fucking sexy tonight, angel… wanna fuck you so bad… ” he was drooling all over your tits, his cock already swollen at the tip and bubbling with precum. he tore off your thong and pushed his cock into you, making you both moan loudly. his hands were under your ass, moving you up and down on his cock.

sex with you two was usually very rough, but euronymous seemed to be struggling to keep up that expectation. he was whimpering the entire time, telling you how much he loved you and mumbling things that you never thought you’d hear him say. the room filled with the sound of skin slapping together, your moans, and music from the other room.

both of your makeup was smudged, making a mess on eachother’s faces. he never wanted this moment to end. he didnt know if he’d ever be able to see you this way again. it didn't take long for him to spill all his cum inside of you. it leaked out of your pussy and dripped down his balls. he usually lasted so long, but you were messing with his head in ways that he couldn't understand. 

he continued the abuse on your pussy until you were crying, begging for him to stop. and unlike every other time you begged, he listened this time. making sure that you were ok and apologizing for cumming inside of you without telling you.

it was clear that seeing this side of you had changed something in him. and he hadn’t been the same ever since.

author's note: i have a whole lot of requests to get through (not going in order.) so ill try to get them all out as soon as possible :))

[katsumiiii]

⚔︎ — zoira (aka zoro x mira)

⚔︎ — nonchalant, laid-back bf x outgoing, shit talking gf

⚔︎ — synopsis: diff interactions between zoro and mira !

✵ — zoro and mira are literally perfectly balanced. epitome of the laid back, chill boyfriend and the polar opposite, hyperactive girlfriend.

✵ — zoro has accepted that he can’t keep mira in check. though often he doesn’t attempt to. he can’t help but find it attractive watching her argue back and forth with some imbecile, or putting a peeping tom in their place. he’ll only step in if the situation gets out of hand or somebody tries(and fails) to put hands on her. in that case they might leave with a couple missing fingers !

✵ — mira is extremely competitive, which zoro finds to be the cutest thing in the world. she’ll always challenge him to drinking contests knowing good and damn well she’ll lose.

✵ — “if I win you have to do whatever I say for a whole week.”

✵ — “alright, if I win I get to train you for a week.” and he’s wearing that signature smug smirk because even though he loves her dearly, he would never hold back just because she’s his.

✵ — “fine. don’t be so fucking cocky.”

✵ — “m’not, I just know you’re gonna lose.”

✵ — “whatever asshole.”

✵ — loves when she gets smart with him. he’s always had a thing for strong minded women so whenever she so much as rolls her eyes or smacks her teeth he gets excited. zoro isn’t an overly dominant male, he has mutual respect for his partner (as any man should !), but he also knows she loves it when he puts her in her place.

✵ — “zoro don’t be a dick. there’s no reason for us to rush into battle without any information.”

✵ — “when have we ever had information about our opponents? our captain is in danger, and I’m not going sit and have a goddamn tea party while luffy needs our help.”

✵ — “so then what? you think slicing shit up will solve all our problems? you sound like a fucking meathead.”

✵ — “watch it. I understand you’re cautious, but I’ve already made up my mind.”

✵ — though it may seem like they would butt heads a lot, they don’t get into any ‘real’ arguments often. the most they may do is light bickering here and there.

✵ — “zoro! pick red or blue.”

✵ — “uh, blue.”

✵ — “alright so I’m choosing red then!”

✵ — “WHY’D YOU EVEN ASK ME??”

✵ — “why not!”

✵ — zoro has been conditioned to have mira by his side while he sleeps, so whenever he has a nap planned he’ll physically remove her from whatever it is she’s doing to continue his sleep session.

✵ — “nami do you think this top will go well with these-”

✵ — “bed, now.”

✵ — “god you sound like a neanderthal”

✵ — “don’t care.” and he’d pick her up as she’s complaining about his lack of manners and plop down against the mast of the ship, sitting her in his lap and placing his palms against her waist. “go to sleep.”

✵ — “mhm..whatever you say zo’.”

✵ — overall zoro and mira are too cute and I ship so bad !!

[ashyslashyy]

alright ive mentioned these headcanons before but since it is currently autism acceptance month and this show is my special interest i wanna go more in depth on my autism headcanons for the gravity falls characters!!!

dipper: obviously his interest in the supernatural can be considered a special interest, and he also tends to be very organized and gets upset when things dont go how he planned (best example of this is in double dipper). he also has trouble a lot in social situations and a lot of his behavior is stimming (like chewing on/clicking pens, chewing on his shirt, pacing, etc). also gf is a cartoon so its not too weird that he wears the same outfit every day but i am choosing to believe its because thats his routine.

mabel: very creative and eccentric i love her. she also stims a lot and tends to miss social cues, but unlike dipper she doesnt get nervous, she just tends to be a bit sillier and more outgoing in situations where it may not be appropriate. shes also pretty high empathy; she cares a lot about people and objects and in the hand that rocks the mabel its shown she has a hard time saying no because she doesnt want other people to be upset. she also wears the same outfit everyday (not Exactly the same but shes always wearing a headband, sweater, skirt, and the same socks and shoes).

ford: like dipper, ford also seems to have a special interest in the supernatural, as shown by the journals. ford is also a bit socially awkward and tends to only keep a few people close. he also gets stressed when things dont turn out the way he planned. ford is also shown to have trouble with empathy and understanding others, especially stan. he doesnt understand why he does what he does, and its hard for him to grasp decisions that arent logical.

stan: honestly i dont have too much to say about stan, hes a bit stubborn but beyond that i dont think theres too much explicit evidence from what i can remember. this one is less about actual traits and more just about vibes.

soos: hes interested in a lot of tv shows and games and has a somewhat unique sense of humor. he also has trouble in social situations, the best examples being in soos and the real girl. he also has interests in things that may be considered childish, which isnt an autistic trait in and of itself, but it is common. also soos is just awesome

wendy: once again this one is more about vibes. shes just really cool

fiddleford: i have less to go on for him, but theres still a lot. fiddleford very obviously has an interest in mechanics and technology; this strikes me as especially important as a special interest because even after losing his memory he still retains lots of mechanical knowledge and skill. hes also shown both in the show and the book to be stimming a lot, specifically bouncing his leg. he also gets overwhelmed easily, which is shown a lot more in the journal.

bill: HOOO BOY now this is where it gets rambley bc bills my personal favorite and we have quite a bit in common so i'll be listing off more stuff here. obviously bill cant really be judged by human standards because hes. not one. but personally i think he has a lot of autistic traits. number one his low empathy swag. bill is like ford and has difficulty understanding others and why they do things. he also gets thrown off when things dont go his way. his dialogue also tends to be pretty blunt (hes good at being vague about his intentions but in general he doesnt really use idioms and if hes not trying to hide anything he'll usually say what he means). his speech is also relatively flat; hes basically always yelling but beyond that he isnt super expressive with how he talks, at least not in comparison to some other characters. he also does a lot of stuff that can be considered stimming, which you can see a lot in sock opera (like ive picked up several stims from stuff he does in that episode). also, weirdmageddon is just what happens when you get understimulated. You know how it is

obviously these arent the only characters who i think are autistic, but these are some of the main characters that i have a decent amount of evidence for.

[whosvioletta]

four babies!

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pairing: fred weasley x fem!reader

warning: s/o leaving their gf, pregnancy, george dies in the war instead of fred, mentions of death, let me know if there’s anymore!

masterlist.

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• you and fred met at hogwarts during your fifth year

• it was pretty cute, and very perfect

• you had a crush on him for a long time, and one day snape sat you guys together in potions class

• he was funny, and kind, and never judged a soul

• you guys did everything together (and george of course)

• from pranks to studying to staying up late in the common room

• you both graduated the same year, and stayed at the burrow for a while

• but as the war started up and things started getting dangerous, he started to worry about you

• worry more than he should have.

• people were getting hurt, they were dying

• and he couldn’t stomach the fact that it could happen to you

• so he impulsively broke things off with you

• and for months you couldn’t figure out why.

• everything was going so well..

• then you found out the worst news ever

• george had died in the battle of hogwarts

• your heart felt so heavy for fred, you couldn’t imagine what he was going through.

• and you tried to talk to him, you really did, but you just couldn’t seem to ever reach him.

• so you kept in touch with molly, checking in and making sure everything was okay.

• and then that’s when things got complicated.

• you were pregnant.

• and MY GOD were you so sick.

• not just the morning sickness, but like about the WHOLE complicated mess you were in.

• and when you realized fred did not want to talk to you, you decided to raise your baby on your own.

• turns out you had this kickass aunt who passed away, and she left money to her only remaining relative

• YOU!

• and this woman has LOADS of money, i’m talking rich rich

• so now you had LOADS of money, more than you would ever need

• your belly got really big and..

• SURPRISE!

• you’re having quadruplets!!!

• you were terrified.

• but you’re a strong and independent woman, so of course you got through this!

• you gave birth to four beautiful babies.

• the first one was a boy, and you named him finn. he was loud, and outgoing. definitely a future quidditch player.

• the second was another boy, and you gave him the name declan after your amazing grandfather, a kind man. declan was mischievous and very witty.

• the third baby was a little girl, miss charlotte. she was so kind to her brothers, but just as strong.

• and finally a boy, the youngest. he was kind, and quiet, but when he spoke he said the funniest of things, and he loved playing pranks on his mama.

• so of course you named him george.

• one day five years later molly found out you had babies, and with her mother’s intuition she just KNEW those babies were fred’s.

• and they all had their heads full with red hair

• she invited you over every monday for tea, so the kids could run around the burrow and have fun, and you could have a break

• your one wish was that she could NOT tell fred.

• you didn’t want to speak to him after he left you without a trace.

• molly tried explaining why, but you would not have ANY OF IT MISS GIRL. GO OFF QUEEN.

• but one day out of the blue fred showed up with flowers

• he wanted to surprise his mom on his day off!!

• but there was little kids running around

• did his mom start a daycare for baby wizards and witches?

• let’s be real molly would do that lol

• that was a hard no because he saw you

• as beautiful as ever

• sitting at the table with molly

• and the little boy with red hair called YOU mama

• he stood there in shock

• fred had heard rumors you were insanely rich now, but never heard anything about kids

• you stood up quickly, and awkwardly smiled

• “hello fred.” you would say softly.

• merlin did he miss your voice 

• “who’s are these?” fred would ask in shock, but knowing the answer already.

• the red hair gave it away.

• the kids lined up next to you

• “this is finn, declan, charlotte, and..”

• you usherd the little boy hiding behind you out for fred to see.

• “and this is george.” you smiled.

• and fred almost broke down into tears.

• he regretted everything. leaving you, never bothering to check in.

• and the five lonely years he spent thinking of you.. and george.

• things finally felt okay.

• and he knew you and him needed to talk, cause he was not leaving. not now, not ever.

[levantea]

Winter Falls | h.hyunjin

Pairing: idol bf!hyunjin x deceased gf!y/n

Genre: angst, grief, regret, death

Rating: PG

Warning: mentions of breaking down, insomnia, death, blood, accident

Word Count: 3.8k

Author’s note: Well, i am super duper inspired by this song so i am going to write something that is tragedic… if you are not comfortable or had trauma please DO NOT READ! i repeat, DO NOT READ! i do not want any cases of relapsing so ONLY read when you are ready for it!

Masterlist 🌨

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I still badly missed you,

I’m still in that place.

Gathering all my memories,

I close my eyes and think.

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2 years back

30 outgoing calls.

No matter how many times you dialed your boyfriend, he still did not picked up.

You letted out a huge sigh before walking towards your house’s window and take in some fresh air. The season was turning from autumn to winter, and the wind started to become chiller.

Unsure since when, the relationship between you and Hyunjin had deteriotated. No more sparks, no more kisses, no more hugs, no more ‘mornings’ and ‘goodnights’, no more hanging out, no more staying over. Ever since he debuted, the chance of you meeting him reduced year by year, not to mention calls and messages as well.

You thought you were prepared for it, you thought you were able to cope without him physically by your side, you thought that you were able to silently support him behind his back, you overestimated your ability of being receptive towards a ‘long-distance’ and ‘secretive’ relationship that has lasted for 4 years.

You never complained, as you understood that being an idol is not easy. Your boyfriend became a trainee without any prior knowledge to dancing, singing or rapping, and his path towards debuting was more rocky as compared to others. Initially, he still regularly called you, even just a short while, to catch up on how you had been doing and updating on his side, never forgetting to give you encouragement even though he was suffering in his practice room.

That was what made you loved him the most. He is loyal, kind, empathetic, humble, whatever complimenting words you can use on him. You always anticipated his news on when he would be debuting so you could congratulate him for not giving up on the path he chose and the support you had always gave him, and that day came which both of you shared the victorious moment together.

After he debuted 1.5 years later, the times you communicated with him reduced day by day. He always texted you messages such as “sorry hun, im busy right now”, “sorry hun, i need to go for next shoot now”, “sorry hun, im practicing now”, “sorry hun, i am really tired today, ill catch up with you when im more free,” etc. You always replied with “alright hun, take care, ill talk to you again,” until you barely received responses from him in a week.

Was it because the love faded? Or was it because career is more important than anything now?

Your eyes went red as you recalled the flashbacks of when you both just got together and how you guys spent moments during those days, exchanging promises, gifts to show how much love you both had for each other.

But those were the days that were gone.

—

If i ever pretend to be strong, it only makes me laugh.

How many times will the 4 seasons pass? Yeah.

It’ll just hurt, even if i search for memories,

I’m only getting shabby, only scars remain.

—

“One last time,” you told yourself. One last time, you will dial him and if he never answer, you will put an end to it.

When did he last called you? 8 months back? With less than 20 messages within those period. You were tired, disappointed, angry, hopeless in this relationship but still trying to give in your best to maintain that last string of it.

You remembered yourself telling him before, if he ever faces any challenges or setbacks, or he was tired, or he no longer feel the same way as he did initially for you, to tell you straight away so you could give your last wishes before parting.

There is no point hanging onto a relationship that has no communication occured or pure avoidance of conflicts. It takes 2 hands to clap, if one party doesn’t put in effort, it will be worthless to cling onto someone who don’t put you in their heart.

Dialing baby🪄🥰…

“Hi this is Hyunjin, i am currently busy right now, if you have any important messages, do leave in the voice mail and i will get back to you soon, have a great day!” a recorded voice of his sounded in your ears.

Chance was up.

“Hi hun, well, im not sure when to start from, but yea, i hope you have been doing fine. When was the last time we talked through call? If i didn’t remember wrongly, it was 8 months back? Well, I don’t want to be naggy here, but i hoped that, you have been staying safe and healthy, hydrating yourself, remember to wear more clothes as the weather is getting colder. I have tidied up your house, everything in place so that you will not forget or misplace them. I will leave the keys below the carpet, as usual, remember to pick them up when you reached here, take care and… don’t find me anymore,” your voice trailed off at the end as you were on the verge of crying. You bited your hand to control your tears, trying to avoid making any sounds of sobbing which would be recorded in the voice mail.

You quickly pressed the red button before blasting out your cries that you tried so hard to suppress. The moment you ended the unreturned call, you kind of regretted for saying the last phrase, but you were so sick of the whole relationship that has went downhill.

You were not angsty because he was busy, you were disappointed because he did not communicate, or attempt to communicate with you to seek your understanding. You were never an attention seeking person, all you needed was explaination and reassurance, which you were sure that that’s what most girls required from their other half.

After wiping your tears away, you proceeded to the room that you both shared previously to pack all your belongings into your luggage. Thankfully you did not have many things to carry as the rest of them were at your best friend’s house, since your parents were working overseas 3/4 of the year.

Within half an hour you managed to gather all your things and before you leave, you gave a one last, detailed look over this whole house. The house that you both once spent most of your time in, the house that was once filled with laughters, the house that was once you guys shared worries in, the house that you guys showed affection in.

“Good things always come to an end so quickly, what a pity,” you hissed at yourself, letting out a sarcastic laughter to yourself.

And you left the house without looking back. And little did you know that, that would be your last time looking at that house.

—

Days are getting shorter and the nights are getting longer.

On my cold heart, something like ice is melting.

I feel sorry for repeatedly freezing and thawing.

Have you lost your warmth? Well…

—

“Hyunjin, y/n left a voice mail for you though,” Changbin happened to walk past his phone that was placed on the table in the makeup room that all of the members shared.

They were preparing for their comeback after they won kingdom so they were all busy with shooting and other preparations for it.

Hyunjin who just finished his part walked in and over to Changbin, who was holding onto his phone, waving the lighted screen with a wallpaper of both you and him, as well as the voice mail notification floating.

“Oh, okay since im done with my part i’ll hear it now, thanks bro,” he took over the phone and placed 1 airpod into his left ear to hear the voice message.

Initially he thought that it will be the usual check in message and sharing of how your day went but as the duration of the voice message got longer, he sensed that something was off, and he confirmed his instinct when he heard the last sentence.

He felt that his heart dropped and started to palpitate at a fast speed that he never experienced it before, not even after hours of intense dance practices he had in his whole life.

And he realised that, his heart was not beating at insane speed due to his exhaustion, it was called anxiety.

“Hyunjin, do you want to eat- wait, bro, why your face look so white? Are you okay? You look unwell,” Bang Chan came in to offer him some cookies as they had been shooting for hours and he was afraid that Hyunjin may faint since he did not eat since start of shoot.

“Hyung, i think this time round, i’m really dead, like not kidding, i’m really dead,” he started panicking and his voice quivered. Bang Chan immediately putted down the cookies and sat beside him, patting his back and finding out what had happened.

“Hyunjin, i think, y/n is really disappointed this time… i’ve told you previously right, talk to her. i know you are keeping many things behind from her because you do not want her to worry, but what she exactly needed was your open communication with her… so what is your next step now?” Bang Chan sighed after hearing his younger brother confessed.

He nodded to every sentence that was mentioned by his hyung and he started tearing up. The more he thought of what he did for the past 8 months, the more regretful he became. Ignoring what his manager said to not dial anyone during work hours, he just went out of the studio to call you back, despite wearing thin layers in the rather cold weather.

The tables have turned. He spam called you many many times but you refused to answer, and even switched off your phone when you reached your best friends house. You explained the whole situation to her and she was being a really great listener.

—

1 week later

Season has changed. Temperature has dropped, just like your heart. You were counting down to the end of the year and there were 25 more days to next year. Of course, you still decided not to answer any of his phone call, despite it keep coming in everyday. On average he called you 50 times a day just to bet on a chance that you will answer.

After a week of cooling down, you felt that it was unfair to just ended things on one sided. It was not like he betrayed you or anything that stepped onto your principles, and you guessed it would be fine to give him a chance to speak up for himself and end things on a formal note, between you and him.

The next time he called again was at 9pm, and you decided to pick up the call.

“y/n? Are you y/n? Can you hear me? You finally picked up my call,” the guy at the other end of the phone spoke with hope.

“I can hear you. Any issue?” you replied him with a cold tone even though your heart and mind told you to be kinder.

“I-i-i, can we meet for a moment? Just 30mins, 30mins to talk, i promise i wont exceed the timing… please?” he was literally begging you. If only you were physically there, he would probably went down on his knees to beg you to spare some time for him.

“…where,when,time?” you kept silent for a moment before replying. You were contemplating if you should agree to it, but you still did.

“The same usual cafe we go to, tomorrow 4pm,” he quickly replied before allowing any possible rejections from you.

“Noted,” you replied with one word before cutting the call.

Being cold was so tough. You wanted to show how ignorant you were to him but whenever he speaks, you felt yourself melting and you hated yourself for being so weak on that.

Shall see how it goes tomorrow, you thought.

—

Hiding under a quiet sky, emptying my heart.

It’s easier to push than to forget, right?

Did i miss that time? Did i miss you?

The regret of not to knowing my own name.

—

Next day

You specially woke up earlier to finish your work before meeting him, as you felt that you needed to prepare yourself and master the courage to meet the person you loved and hated after such a long time.

You wore a turtleneck knitted dress that covered all the way down to your calf with a windbreaker over you. You also wore a beanie that was once given by Hyunjin when it was your birthday 2 years back. You adored the beanie so much and you did not dare to wear too often as you were worried it would worn off easily.

Thay day just felt like the day to wear it hence you placed it elegantly over your long brown hair. Taking one last check, you left the house after wearing your brown leather boots that was also given by him as christmas present.

Oh yea, Christmas was in 17 days… and how many Christmas had you celebrated with him? You once thought that you will be able to celebrate Christmas every year with him till the day you both have reached the end of your chapter of life but it seemed like, you will be celebrating without him anymore…

You came to the junction. The cafe was opposite where you were standing, and you saw a familar figure standing on the other side of the street waving at you. He dialed your phone which you don’t understand why as you would be meeting him soon, but you answered the call anyways.

“Y/n, I will wait for you here okay? And, look up in the sky, can you see the snow falls?” he pointed in the air and as you looked up, he was right. It was snowing, and it was the first day of snow in that year. You were still wondering to yourself if you would break the record of being the only one seeing the first snow for the year but somehow, you still caught it with him, even though being a street away.

“Yea i do, it is really pretty,” your lips curved up a little bit as you see more snows falling onto your handgloves.

Even though the weather was cold, but you felt your heart getting warmer because the snow healed your heart and, somehow he was there for you, even though not in the past 8 months.

“It’s green light now,” he reminded you softly and you made your way towards him. Suddenly, you felt that there were so many words that you wanted to tell him despite you trying to brush them off. As you walked closer step by step to him, the feeling of how you missed him so badly rised. You felt like sprinting towards his embrace but, it was too late.

You were so engrossed in looking at him and being on the phone made you neglected that there was a huge truck driving at abnormally fast speed which happened to collide with you so badly, that you were being knocked a distance away, leaving you lying in a pool of blood that originated from your whole body, especially your head.

It felt like the whole time was stopped. Cars stopped, people stopped. Everyone was taken aback by what has happened in seconds and some were screaming as they saw the huge amount of blood started to stain the road that was getting white due to the snow.

You were in awful extreme pain. You felt that your bones were dislocating from every part of your body and you felt your head aching and spinning so badly, and you couldn’t recognise or hear your surrounding anymore.

The only thing you could hear was someone calling your name repetitively in a familiar voice.

-

Hyunjin was in total shock when he saw you being hit by the huge truck and the impact of you being thrown metres away. His mind went blank for moment before he dashed to your side, to see blood started to flood around you. He felt someone was choking him and squeezing his heart so badly that he couldn’t breathe.

“Y/n? y/n? y/n? Can you hear me?! Please don scare me babe, please, i cannot lose you, i cannot breathe without you being right by side,” Hyunjin started crying as he saw that blood keeps oozing out of your body no matter how hard he tried to stop it.

He was in total depair and he was screaming for help. He couldn’t care less about his idol image that was built over the past few years. What he only knew was, he needed to save you.

You were slowly starting to black out due to the enormous amount of pain that you couldn’t cope and you were running out of breath. You knew that time was running out.

“SOMEONE PLEASE, CALL THE AMBULANCE, IM BEGGING PLEASE!” Hyunjin was in a broken state while trying to seek help from people and coping with the truth of you were being hit and the fact that you would be dying anytime.

He still got so many words that he wanted to tell you but everything were swallowed back when he saw that tragedy.

You tried to master all your energy to use your hand and reached out to his face, but you realised your hands were filled with blood, which was not supposed to stain his beautiful face. You wanted to retract it but he took your hands over and placed on his damp cheeks.

“Hyunjin, can you come closer? I can’t raise my voice,” you squeezed your words out of your mouth while trying not to cry, as it would made you hurt even more.

He leaned in closer to your mouth while soothing your hair. “Yes, i am here babe, i am,” he caressed your hand and placed kisses on them while his tears came in contact with your hand.

“Hyunjin, there were so many words i wanted to tell you, but it seems like, i don’t have time. I just need you to know that, i love you, always, and forever, no matter where i am, my heart will always be with you… what a pity,” you gathered all your last bit of energy to convey your feelings towards him, before you stopped breathing.

And yes, you left the world when the first snow came in that year, leaving Hyunjin alone behind. What you cannot hear was him unable to hold the heartbreak any longer and he was on his knees in a disheveled heap as his grief poured out in a flood of uncontrollable tears.

If only he could rewind the time, if only he could have talked to you more, if only he could spent time with you more, if only he could be the one walking towards you, the whole tragedy would not have happened.

And he knew that, you will never return to his side anymore.

—

I find you in my memory,

Holding your hand and walking.

It was a warm winter,

Everything was beautiful back then.

—

Aftermath

Hyunjin suffered almost everyday for the past 1.5 years ever since that accident happened. He was in the circle of guilt and constantly self-blaming for not cherishing you enough when you were alive.

He decided to declare hiatus and move back to the house you both once live in to get a hold of himself. It was so tough initially as he had to live in that house without you anymore. When he stepped back into the house, he couldn’t help but to reminisce the happy moments you both shared when younger at each corner of the house.

Especially the bedroom made him collapsed when he opened the door. He saw all the photoframes that lied peacefully on your study table and the sheets were neatly laid, awaiting for you to come home.

And he did, but alone.

He was also diagnosed with insomnia, as everytime he fell asleep he would always dream of you and ended up crying when he woke up from his slumber. He couldn’t count how many times his pillow was wet from the tears and he felt every second ticking was meant to kill him inside.

“Karma,” he laughed at himself.

—

It feels like I woke up from a long dream,

It’s snowing and time is flying.

Will the season where I embraced you come again?

I have to send it now, but it’s hard.

—

Now

Thankfully, his members were all very concern of him and visited him frequently to ensure he was okay and healing from the pain. The older members would always talked to him patiently and hear him out, and the younger ones would prepare little gifts for him to cheer him up.

And now, he managed to gather his courage and stand back on stage, facing STAYs who have been patiently waiting for him to come back. They were all very understanding towards Hyunjin’s situation and gave him encouragements through his SNS.

Hyunjin was able to walk out of the past and live on his life as an idol, bearing in mind that your heart is always with him, even though not on the same world. Whenever he felt discouraged or missed you, he will open the letter you wrote for him when you both first got together and he always keep in his wallet.

“Do what you love and love what you do. I will always be behind your back and support you. Don’t doubt your choices and you are the best, live your life to the fullest as you only live once.”

—

Moving on

Subsequently, whenever the first snow fall every year, he will definitely space out some time to visit the cafe that you did not manage to meet him that year and buy a cup of americano and a cup of caramel latte that you loved, placing it on the opposite side of the table that nobody seats on.

He knew that you loved corner seats, especially those that were right beside the glass window so you were able to catch the scenic view outside. He also knew you love winter season as it symbolises the end of year is coming and new year awaits for both of you.

“Babe, today is the first winter fall of the year, did you manage to catch it?” He mumbled to himself and probably you who may hear it in somewhere he can’t see.

“I love you, and i miss you.”

—

I loved you, loved you, loved you,

As you did, loved you, loved you, loved you.

Again it falls, the snow falls,

We fall apart,

But our hearts never.

© levantea — all rights reserved. No plagarising, editing, claiming as own without permission.

[xgiannax]

OMG!!! I just found your blog!!! Your. Writing. Is. Beautiful. 💛💜💛💜💛 Could you do something for Shinsou? Like usually his gf is the outgoing one in the relationship, but she's been having an off day and he finds out she's ticklish?

My writing? Beautiful? Stahp you making me blush🙈🙈 any whootle I hope you like it I love Shinsou he’s great💜

The sound of keys jingling caught your attention, your eyes snapping up to the front door of your apartment. Shinsou walked through the door, changing to his inside shoes and hanging up his sweater. His eyes searched around and when they landed on you, the corner of his mouth curved up into your favorite lop-sided grin

“Hey kitten~” he greeted you, taking a few steps toward you then pausing mid stride. He squinted slightly and eyed you cautiously. You raised an eyebrow, looking up from your book

“Hey?” You added, confused as to why he was eyeing you as if you’d grown another head “What? What happened?” He straightened up and you watch him swiftly change his shoes and grab his sweater, leaving you alone in the apartment and even more confused. A few seconds passed and the door swung open again, Shinsou peeking his head in and staring at you expectantly

“What, did you forget something in the car?” You asked quietly, letting your focus fall back on your book

“Nope. I was trying again, hoping the second time you’d maybe a little happier to see me. No luck” You heard his footsteps getting closer, then his frame blocked your light easily towering over your balled up form on the couch

“I am happy to see you” you groaned trying to use your leg to nudge him away “You’re blocking my light, Shinsou” he squinted at you, leaning down and gripping the back of the couch trapping you between his arms

“Okay, what is it?”

“What do you mean?” You asked pulling your lip between your bottom lip still letting your eyes scan over the pages, despite asking the question you knew what he meant. Any other day you’d jump on him the minute he returned home, litering his face with kisses and telling him how much you missed him which usually ended with him blushing like crazy and you teasing him for it. But not today. You barely even batted an eyelash when he came home, but it wasn’t his fault. From the time you woke up this morning you just didn’t feel right, or as on top of it as usual.

And to make matters worse you were annoyed with yourself because you couldn’t pinpoint why you felt this way.

“See, you’re not even listening-give me this, y/n” he groaned and reaching for the book in your hands.

“Wha-hey! Shinsou, No!” You exclaimed retracting the book closer to your chest and pulling your knees up in between you

“Ah ah, give it here Kitten” he reached out again but with you squirming he missed the book and gripped your side

“Pffft ACK!” You squealed flinching away from his hand and slapping it away from you, he glared down at you still not catching what had just happened. You shifted on your stomach which was a huge mistake, Shinsou reached under you feeling around for the book all the while making you kick out and giggle at his ticklish fingers

“Hehehehe stahahp it!” Your laughter was muffled by the the couch and you jumped around trying to escape his clawing hand

“Why are you laughing? I just want to talk, give me the-“ his hand stilled and your laughter slowed to giggles, You stiffened preparing for him to move again

“Y/n?”

“Yes, Shinsou?” He squated so his face was in front of yours and the amused smile on his face made you want to hide, he didn’t have to be so attractive

“Are you ticklish?” He put emphasis on the word and you couldn’t hide your reaction

“I-no! No I’m not!” Shinsou shrugged and stood up

“Oh, well okay then. You can keep reading” you watched him shove his hands into his pockets and walk around the couch, disappearing into your shared room. You audibly sighed, stunned that he simply accepted your answer. You sat up again reaching up to fix your hair

“Jeez that was-AHHH, NOHOHO!” The minute You reached your arms up, he attacked your sides from behind quickly spidering his fingers up and under your shirt

“No you’re not, huh?” He mocked sinisterly in your ear while you laughed your head off, sinking down to try to escape his hands. Wherever you tried to wiggle to he followed, still mumbling in your ear about how adorable your laugh was and how ticklish your stomach was. His fingers traveled down dipping into your belly button and you cackled weakly grabbing his wrists

“Why did you hide how ticklish you were from me, Kitten? I’m actually offended, this is adorable” he said cooly with a light chuckle

“SHUHUUT UP!” You squealed arching away from him

“Try your ribs, is that what you said?” Without waiting for an answer he grabbed your wrists in one hand and held them against the top of the couch so he could claw at your ribs, occasionally slipping a finger up to wiggle in your armpit

“Y-YOURE GOING TO KILL ME PLEASEEE” he slowed down and released you, leaning down to rest his head on your shoulder and kiss your cheeks chuckling at how jumpy you were

“That’s for not greeting me as usual, Kitten. Do you want to talk about what’s wrong now?” He asked a little more seriously, you leaned your head back to look at him and shrugged

“I don’t know, I just wasn’t feeling right when I woke up this morning. Just a little off” he hummed kissing your forehead

“Hmm, I’m sorry. Well we could go get (Y/F/F) if you want? Maybe you’re just hungry?” You hopped up quickly and hugged him tightly

“Yes! Okay wait here, I have to use it then we can go!” He laughed gently as you ran to the bathroom

[vrisrezis]

So this is kinda Demon Slayer inspired, so request with female s/o saying “UMAI!” [TASTY!] every time she takes a bite when they tasted Udon for the first time with the matsus trying not to laugh and with Chibita also confused but pleased.

HEHE I NEED TO REWATCH KNY <//3 I miss my gf shinobu .

Also polymatsu but this is more of a platonic! Chibita x reader if I’m being honest lol

Honest to god you were just a silly but outgoing person, maybe a little strange.. more than a little. The brothers loved this about you though. It honestly felt like you were one of them in a way, and none of them had to act a certain way, or pretend like they weren’t fucking out of their mind.

They were so happy to be with you, they talked about you all the time to chibita, who could not believe somebody was crazy enough to not just date one of them, but all of them. In his mind, you were probably really desperate or something.

A part of him dreaded the day that they’d bring you over for some oden one day and meet him. He didn’t want to see his friends be dumbly in love with some whore or something. There’s a lot of thoughts that go through his head, what if you’re using them for money or something? Man, you really must be desperate huh? He can’t help but get a little angry. It’s not like he hasn’t screwed over the brothers from time to time himself, he just hates the idea of somebody they all like romantically doing it to them. Because you’re supposed to love your partners, not use them.

He however was not expecting you to be so.. nice? So outgoing and upbeat?

And so..

“UMAI!” you say after yet another bite, and his brow seriously couldn’t be raised any higher as the boys try to contain their laughter.

They were all so happy, and it wasn’t obnoxious. It wasn’t because of eachother.

It was because of you.

You kept saying that, he was flattered.. though he’d never say that out loud.

He sighed with a smile, “want more?!” “Yes please! UMAI!”

[louisfeatharry]

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[buferfliz]

We Belong Together

So Kuroo is one of my faves and i wanted to write something for him. I will eventually write something for all of my favorites. For now i hope you all enjoy this. Thank you to my awesome sister @silentprincessofhyrule​ for this awesome banner.

Warnings: This is mostly fluff with some angst. Swearing, toxic person/relationship, happy ending

Key: I’m sure you all know this but just in case, y/n = your name and gf/n = girlfriend’s name

         Peas in a pod. That was what you and your two best friends heard most from your teachers, parents, even just neighbors when you were younger. They weren’t wrong, the three of you were always together from the very start.

         At first it was just you and Kenma. You lived on the same street and were the only two children. He was only a year younger than you and so you were just naturally drawn together.

         Kenma was quiet, kept to himself, but that was fine with you. He was sweet and kind and fun to be around. Besides you were loud and outgoing enough for the two of you anyway. Most of your time together was spent playing games and talking about whatever was on your mind. The two of you enjoyed each other’s company.

         When Kuroo had moved onto your street, you were the first to say hello. You thought he was cute even if he was on the shy side, not that anyone would ever be able to guess that nowadays. It hadn’t mattered though, you were friends with Kenma and so you were used to that sort of thing.

         The three of you bonded over games and eventually started playing volleyball together. You’d even managed to find some co-ed training camps so the three of you could play in actual games together. You always had fun playing with them even if they were way better at it than you were.

         When you started middle school, the two of them joined the volleyball team and you became their number one fan and biggest cheerleader. Sure you were sad that you couldn’t play on the same team with them, not that you had ever intended on joining a school team, but that didn’t stop you from going to every game and practice. After they were done with volleyball club for the day, the three of you would do your homework together then play games at Kenma’s or watch movies at your house or play a little volleyball in Kuroo’s backyard.

         The three of you were inseparable and that continued through middle school, on through high school, and even still now in college. Your schedules didn’t always match up perfectly but you spent as much time together as you could and every morning the three of you would commute to college together.

         You’d all chosen to live at home while attending college to save on money. Besides you all lived close enough to the campus that commuting wasn’t a big deal. But you all had also decided to do it so that all of you could still be close to each other and see each other whenever you wanted, just like it had always been no pesky dorm rules to stop you. The three of you truly treasured each other and the time you spent together.

            You rushed into the gym hoping to see your friends before their practice match with Fukurodani began.

         “There you are chibi-chan, I was beginning to think you got lost.” Kuroo says as he approaches you.

         “Yeah sorry about that. My professor went off on a tangent and kept us late.”

         “Well that’s ok, you’re here now.” He smiles at you.

         “Hey, Hey, Hey kitty cat.” Bokuto says when he spots you talking to Kuroo.

         “Hey Ko, how are you?”

         “Seriously bro? What’s with that nickname?” Kuroo asks him.

         “What? Your mascot is a cat and it sounds cute. She doesn’t mind that I call her that. I mean I could call her my baby owl instead.”

         “No. Kitty cat is bad enough and she isn’t yours.”

         You just laugh at the exchange between the friends.

         “Hey y/n, are those two at it again?” A calm voice asks from behind you.

         “Oh hey Kenny. You know they are but I think it’s cute.”

         “Cute? I think not.” Kuroo says.

         “The only cute thing here is you kitty cat.” Bokuto says to you in a flirty manner.

         “Aww, thank you Ko.”

         It was always like that with you and Bokuto. You were just friends but there was always flirty banter between you two. You never saw anything more to it than just a playful exchange. Bokuto then makes another comment that causes you to laugh and maybe that’s why you missed the look of jealousy that briefly flitted across Kuroo’s face.

         Turning your attention back to your two best friends, you give Kenma a hug and then you give Kuroo one as well. As you hug Kuroo, you feel as though his grip around you seems a bit tighter than usual but you decide to just enjoy the feel of it.

         “Good luck guys.”

You head towards the bleachers and find your usual seat in the front row. You can’t help but to think about the hug you had just gotten from Kuroo. You feel your heartrate pick up as you remember the warm strong embrace. The truth was your feelings for your two best friends had changed. They were still your best friends and they always would be. But while your love for Kenma had taken the sibling route, your love for Kuroo had taken the romantic route.

         You feel a little ache in your chest thinking about it because you have convinced yourself that Kuroo would only ever see you as one of his best friends. You’ve told yourself that you’re ok with it because he’s a great friend, but every day you can’t stop yourself from hoping that today would be the day. The day that Testsuro Kuroo, Tetsu as you affectionately referred to him, would realize that he was in love with you. No matter how unrealistic it might be.

            Kuroo throws the ball into the air, jumps, and hits it. Hard. Too hard actually, it goes sailing out of bounds.

         “Shit,” he curses to himself. “Sorry guys.”

         “Don’t worry about it. We’ll get the next one.” Yamamoto assures him.

         Kenma gives his best friend a concerned look as the coach calls for a time out.

         “Are you ok?” He asks him as they head over to the bench.

         “Yeah I’m ok, don’t worry.”

         In truth, he wasn’t ok. The way Bokuto so casually flirted with you earlier and the way you had laughed at whatever stupid thing he had said bothered Kuroo more than he would ever admit. And he knew it was ridiculous for that to bother him, you were both his friends and he wanted the two of you to be happy. If you were to get together, he knew that Bokuto would treat you right. But the thought of you with Bokuto, or anyone really, upset him because the one you should really be with was him. He would treat you so well, take care of you no matter what. He knew you better than anyone, with maybe the exception of Kenma. He knew what you wanted and what you needed and most importantly, he would love you more than anyone else ever could.

         His mind was racing, to the point where he couldn’t even hear what coach was saying. He knew that he really had to focus but the only thing that was currently on his mind was you. That wasn’t really anything new but he could usually focus on volleyball whenever he was playing. He found himself looking for you, knowing you always sat in the same spot whether it was normal practice or a practice match. Front row right behind the bench. He looks at you just as coach finishes talking and the team begins to head back onto the court.

         You give him a sweet smile and he feels his own smile spread across his face. Ah there it is, he thinks. The smile that lights up your face as well as the room and makes his heart race in the best way possible. He loved that smile.

         He heads back to his position with a new focus on the game. He doesn’t even let his mind wander when he and Bokuto are staring each other down across the net. Your smile had been just for him, even if it was just a supportive one from one friend to another, but it had been enough to chase away the jealousy that had overtaken his mind earlier.

            After the game, you said goodbye to Bokuto and Akaashi and waited for Kuroo and Kenma to come out of the locker room. As you waited, you thought back to the game. Kuroo had not been acting like himself, he seemed distracted and almost angry. You were worried that something was wrong but he seemed to get back on track after the time out. So maybe he was just too fired up at the beginning, it had happened before when they played Fukurodani. The competitive streak between him and Bokuto was always on full display when they played each other. Whatever it was, you were glad he had settled in after that.

         You were roused from your thoughts when you heard a voice speak.

         “Hello? Earth to chibi-chan.” Kuroo says as he waves a hand in front of your face.

         “Oh sorry. What was that?”

         “Kenma asked what you wanted to eat. Where were you?”

         “Just spacing out. You guys took so long I was afraid I might fall asleep.” You tease them.

         “Sorry about that,” Kenma says, “Lev called Yaku short again and we had to make sure that Yaku didn’t murder him.”

         “I swear Lev must have a death wish to keep bringing that up.” You laugh.

         “Yeah tell me about it. And I get stuck breaking it up because I’m the captain.” Kuroo says with a sigh. “It gets tiring.”          “Aww but you’re such a good captain Tetsu, I’m sure the team appreciates everything you do for them.”

         “They damn well better. Anyway, food. I’m starving.”

         “How about we just get some take out and go play games back at my house? I’ve had enough intense activity for today.” Kenma says as the three of you leave campus together.

         In the end, that’s exactly what you ended up doing. Now with full stomachs you’re all playing a game together.

         “Damn it Tetsu! Stop saving all those fucking turtle shells for me, use one on Kenma for a change.”

         “But you react so much more to it than him kitten, it’s far more entertaining.” Kuroo laughs.

         “No. You don’t get to call me that when you keep knocking me off the road.”

         Kuroo laughs more and you end up getting hit with yet another shell.

         “I swear I’m going to kill you Tetsu!” You yell at him while giving him a little glare.

         “You both suck at this game, so what does it matter?” Kenma says with his eyes fixed on the screen, his character lapping you for the third time.

         “Shut up Kenny!” You throw a pillow at him and hit him in the back of the head causing him to drive off the road. “HA, now who sucks?”

         Kenma turns and gives you a look that promises revenge.

         “Oh shit.” You get your arms up just barely in time to cover your face from the pillow that Kenma has launched at you.

         “Ok fine, two can play this game.” You say before throwing a pillow back at him, the two of you laughing as you take turns hitting each other.

           Kuroo just watches the scene before him, well just you actually. He loves riling you up because your expressions are all so cute. Whether you’re laughing and smiling like now or pouting and scowling like you were before when he kept messing you up in the game, he loved them all.

         He didn’t really want to admit it, not even to himself though it was undoubtedly true, but he was hopelessly in love with you. It had been a few years already since he first felt it and denied it, though if he was being completely honest with himself he’d had a crush on you since you were kids. But kids don’t really understand the meaning of that or at least he knew that he hadn’t. Still he had managed to act the same as he always did around you, leaving you none the wiser to his changing feelings towards you.

         Even when he had first become friends with Bokuto, which led to you and Kenma becoming friends with him, he had managed to ignore the flirty way that Bokuto interacted with you. But now it had started to bother him. He just didn’t know why it now did. Ok he did know. He couldn’t lie to himself about his feelings for you anymore and there was a very real possibility that you could end up with Bokuto, the two of you got along so well and he wasn’t some jerk that you wouldn’t look twice at. So he couldn’t hold back his feelings but he couldn’t tell you either. What if he ruined everything? Too bad that didn’t stop the jealousy from rising up like it had before.

         As he sat there staring, he heard his phone go off signaling the arrival of a new text message. Before he could pick it up off the floor next to him, however, he was nailed in the face by a pillow followed by your laugh. The laugh that was music to his ears.

         “It’s your fault this whole thing started Tetsu, so don’t think you’re getting out of it.” You say to him.

         “Oh you’re in for it now kitten.” Kuroo says with a smirk before hitting you with a pillow.

         And so he was dragged into your pillow war as well.

            Fifteen minutes later, the three of you were all out of breath from throwing pillows but also from all the laughing. You always loved the time you got to spend with these two men. You glance over at Kuroo who has a smile on his face as he catches his breath.

         Oh how you loved that smile of his, how you loved everything about him really. You so badly just wanted to curl up in his lap and have him wrap his arms around you. Everything just felt so right when he would hug you, like you just belonged there, wrapped up in his arms.

         Of course that wasn’t likely to happen, he was super popular with the ladies and could have his pick of any one of them. He didn’t even have to make a move. Girls were always asking him out on dates but he would always turn them down. You figured he was just too preoccupied with volleyball and his studies. Still whenever you heard that yet another girl had asked him out, you would feel a pain in your chest and your stomach would churn as you waited to hear if he had said yes because you knew that one of these days he would. Just the thought of it devastated you but you knew that you would have to deal with it when it happened because you wanted him to be happy.

         Yeah happy with me, the little voice in the back of your head supplied. You know that you would love him more than any other girl could because you already did and you would take such good care of him too. But you couldn’t risk it. What if he didn’t feel the same and it ended up ruining your friendship? You couldn’t lose him from your life and so you remained quiet about your feelings.

         You tear your gaze away from Kuroo and see your phone blinking. Unlocking it you see that you have new messages. From Bokuto.

         “Oh hey guys, Ko wants to know if we want to hang out on Saturday. Also he told me to tell you that before you say anything, he texted you first Tetsu but you didn’t answer.” You say to him as he picks up his phone to check.

         “So he did.” Kuroo replies.

         “It’s fine with me as long as we don’t do too much, he has way too much energy.” Kenma chimes in.

         “Well you’re not wrong there.” You chuckle.

         “Yeah ok.” Kuroo adds.

         “Do you want to text him and let him know Tetsu? Or should I?”

         “I’m sure he’d rather hear from you than me, so you can do it.” He says a bit more sharply than intended.

         You raise an eyebrow but just shrug your shoulders and message Bokuto back.

            Kuroo makes his way to your house. It had been decided that they would all go there and watch movies.

         You lived alone now after your grandmother had passed away in your first year of college. She had left the house to you as well as whatever inheritance she had. He didn’t know where your parents were and he had asked you about them once but you said that you didn’t know where they were either. Your grandmother was all the family you’d had.

         It had been two years already since she passed. He remembered how upset you had been and how he and Kenma had stayed with you every night for a month. They helped you with anything you needed and took turns holding you as you cried. They also made sure you were taking care of yourself and they tried to keep you busy, hoping that it would help you with your grieving process and it had helped. He was happy that he had been able to be there for you and help you heal.

         That was also when he realized for the first time just how hard he had fallen for you. When he saw you cry his heart shattered and he wanted nothing more than to wipe your tears away, kiss them away really, and see you happy and smiling once more. He never wanted to see you cry again. He had no idea if you felt that way about him though and so he went back to denying and suppressing.

         Kuroo reaches your house and hears humming coming from the backyard. He pushes open the gate and finds you watering the garden. Your grandmother had started it when you were all younger and now you took care of it.

         “Hey chibi-chan. The garden looks great.”

         “Hey Tetsu” You happily greet him with a smile as you put the hose away.

         There it was again that smile, his smile. He was certain that you didn’t smile at anyone else like that, not even Bokuto. But maybe that was just him hoping that was the case.

         You come over to him and give him a big hug. He breathes in the coconut scent of your shampoo. He loved that smell, you’d used it for so long now and it was just so undeniably you. If he ever smelled it elsewhere it would immediately bring you to the forefront of his mind. You separate from him sooner than he would’ve liked but Kenma and Bokuto had arrived and so you went over to greet them.

         The night went by in a blur for Kuroo. There was food and movies, a couple of games, and you had all chatted about whatever. The only thing he could focus on, however, was the way that Bokuto looked at you, the way he made you laugh, the way he touched your arm and he felt that jealousy bubble up again. All he could think was that should be me. Why can’t I just tell her?

         Because you could ruin everything if you did, the sabotaging voice in the back of his head told him.

         He needed to get his mind off of you, needed to distract himself from his feelings for you. But do I really want to? He was unsure, that was until he saw Bokuto give you an innocent little kiss on the cheek when he left later on. It was no different than the friendly kisses on the cheek you would get from Kenma but it made him angry. And he knew it shouldn’t so he decided then that he did need to find a way to distract himself from his feelings for you.

            It had been a couple of weeks since the movie night at your house and Kuroo had been acting strange ever since. He didn’t hang out with you as much as he usually did and when he did hang out he acted distant. Things you would say or do that would normally have him laughing hysterically, now didn’t even really get a response like he wasn’t even paying attention.

         What was wrong with him? Did I do something to upset him? You had no idea but it was breaking your heart little by little. Now you were sitting in Kenma’s room, playing a game with him.

         “Do you know what Tetsu’s problem is?”

         “Not sure. He hasn’t talked to me about it but I don’t think his new girlfriend is helping.”

         “Girlfriend?” You ask with surprise.

         This was the first you’d heard of it and you felt your stomach lurch, threatening to spill its contents.

         “Yeah. I guess she asked him out a couple of weeks ago and he said yes but she isn’t a nice person so I don’t know why he’s dating her.”

         “Am I not worthy of hearing about this? I mean we’re supposed to be best friends.”

         “He didn’t tell you? That’s weird.”

         “I’m going to text that jerk right now.”

         You pick up your phone, open the text thread, and send him a message.

You:  “You have a girlfriend? Why didn’t you tell me?”

Tetsu:  “Oh yeah. I guess I forgot.”

You:  “Forgot? We’re best friends and you just forgot?”

Tetsu:  “Yeah, sorry.”

You:  “Well do I ever get to meet her?”

Tetsu:  “I guess. Are you at Kenma’s? We can stop by there before we go out.”

You:  “Yeah I am.”

Tetsu: “See you in a little bit then.”

         You put your phone to the side.

         “They’re coming over here. Sorry Kenny.”

         “It’s fine but you’re going to hate her.” He responds as he continues to play his game.

            Ten minutes later you hear a voice come from Kenma’s bedroom door.

         “Oh wow, is this really your room Kenma? Are you sure you’re old enough to be in college? Because it looks like a 12 year old lives here.” Kuroo’s girlfriend says.

         Your eyes widen at how rude she just was. She’s pretty but Kenma is right she isn’t very nice.

         Kenma just rolls his eyes and ignores her as he continues to play.

         “Haha, yeah Kenma loves his games.” Kuroo laughs but you can tell it’s one of those fake ones people do when they’re embarrassed. “Anyway this is my girlfriend, gf/n.”

         You decide that you will do your best to be nice for Kuroo’s sake.

         “Hi, I’m Tetsu’s frien—“ Before you can finish speaking she cuts you off.

         “Yeah, yeah I know who you are.” She shoots you a glare. “Ok I met her. Can we leave now? I don’t want to look at this bitch anymore.” She says with disgust.

         You see annoyance flicker across Kuroo’s face at her words.

Oh hell no is she getting away with that, you think.

         “Excuse me? What the fuck did you just call me? If there’s a bitch in here then it’s clearly your rude ass.” You get up off the bed where you were sitting and go to approach her only for Kenma to stop you.

         “Calm down.” He says as he wraps his arms around you, hugging you to him to keep you in place.

         “Yeah ok. Let’s go.” Kuroo says as he leads her away from you and out the front door.

         Once they’re gone, Kenma lets you go.

         “I told you that you were going to hate her. She’s rude to everyone.”

         You clench your fists and let out a frustrated shriek.

         “What a fucking bitch! Why the fuck is he dating someone like that?”

         “I’m not sure.” He tells you though the look in his eyes suggests otherwise, still you decide not to press him for an answer.

            Kuroo sits on his couch. It had been a week since he’d introduced you to his girlfriend, gf/n. Ugh, that didn’t even sound right to him. The only one he wanted to call his girlfriend was you.

         Why was he even dating her? Oh right, to forget he’s in love with you. Too bad it’s not working. It’s making him think about you even more actually because he can’t help but compare the two of you.

         She was pretty. You were beautiful.

         You were sweet, kind, thoughtful, caring, funny, and smart. She had been nothing but rude and nasty to everyone, including him a few times.

         You fit so perfectly in his arms like it was where you were meant to be, He had to stop himself from pushing her off of him when she would hug him and he would always come up with an excuse to dodge having to kiss her.

         He felt an ache in his chest with every beat of his heart as he thought about you. He’d been acting like such a jerk to you too since he started dating her. He knew he needed to break up with her, you were right, she was a rude bitch.

         A knock on his door stirs Kuroo from his thoughts. He gets up and opens it, on the other side stands Kenma. He glances around before he speaks.

         “Is she here?”

         “Who? Oh, gf/n? No, I’m supposed to meet her later.” Kuroo tells him and lets him into the house.

         “Good. We need to talk Kuroo.”

         “What’s up?”

         “First of all, you’re being a jerk to y/n. She’s supposed to be one of your best friends yet you’ve done nothing but blow her off and ignore her. It’s messed up.” He looks right into Kuroo’s eyes as he says it.

         Kuroo flinches slightly at Kenma’s words despite already knowing it was the truth.

         “Second of all, you need to get rid of that bitch you’re calling a girlfriend. She’s not a nice person. She’s rude to everyone. The team doesn’t want her to come anywhere near them so tell her to stay away or you’re going to have a problem on your hands.”

         “Ok fine. I’ll tell her not to come to practices anymore. She’ll probably be happy about that actually.”

         “And lastly, not only is she rude to all of us but she gets downright nasty with y/n. I have to keep stopping her from punching your “girlfriend” in the face.” He says, using air quotes when saying girlfriend. “The other day we were eating lunch together and your “girlfriend” came over to us. She ignored me completely which I was fine with but she had the nerve to insult your other best friend. You remember her, right?”

         He winces at Kenma’s words.

         “The bitch told y/n to stay away from you and that you didn’t want anything to do with her anymore.”

         Kuroo lets out a groan and pinches the bridge of his nose as Kenma continues to speak.

         “I’m not really sure what you’re thinking but deal with it instead of running away from it.”

         Being called out on his bullshit causes Kuroo to get defensive.

         “I’m not running away from anything and her name isn’t bitch, it’s gf/n.”

         Kenma lets out a derisive laugh.

         “Yeah, funny how that’s all you call her by, her name. Don’t people usually have pet names for their girlfriends? Like kitten?” He pretends to think. “Or maybe, chibi-chan?” He gives Kuroo a pointed look before leaving.

         “Damn it! What the fuck am I doing?” He says to the emptiness of the room after Kenma’s departure.

         Damn Kenma’s observational skills. He loved them on the volleyball court but not when they were used against him.

         I can’t just let him think he can read me so easily so I won’t. He had his pride and he could be stubborn when he wanted to be. He was not going to let Kenma know how easily he had seen right through him.

         Kuroo looks at the clock and sighs. Time to get ready to see his “girlfriend.”

            The following Saturday you were sitting in your living room with Kenma and Bokuto. You invited them over to watch movies again and had hoped Kuroo would come too.

         “Is Kuroo coming?” Bokuto asks.

         You sigh.

         “No. I invited him but he said he had plans with that bitch.”

         That was her name now as far as you were concerned after the multiple times she had gone out of her way to be nasty to you.

         “Why is he still with her? I thought he was supposed to be smart. He must know that she isn’t worth his time. I saw her screaming at him outside the gym last week when we went there for another practice match so she isn’t even nice to him. Did you talk to him?”

         “I did.” Kenma answers. “He didn’t listen, obviously. Though thankfully she stays away from the team now. I think that’s what she was screaming at him about actually, I heard some of it. Apparently we’re jealous of how happy she makes him or some nonsense and he should stop being friends with us.”

         “He didn’t really respond to her from what I saw when I walked by, he didn’t even see me.” Bokuto says.

         “Yeah he just stood there and let her scream. He really needs to get rid of her.”

         “Are you serious? She just screamed at him? I swear I will knock that bitch out for treating him like that. I’m going to corner his ass after practice on Monday and try to talk some sense into him. Maybe he needs to hear it from someone a little louder.”

         “Yeah you tell him kitty cat.” Bokuto cheers.

         “Oh I will. Don’t worry. Now let’s pick something to watch.”

            True to your word, there you were Monday after practice waiting for Kuroo to emerge from the locker room. Once he came out, you grabbed his wrist and dragged him along to the now empty gym.

         “Why did you drag me in here?”

         “Because we need to talk. Look I’m just going to say it, you need to dump that nasty bitch.”

         Kuroo sighs.

         “Look just because you don’t like her doesn’t mean I should dump her.”

         “That isn’t even it. She isn’t even a nice person. You deserve someone so much better than her. Someone who is sweet and caring like you. Someone who is smart and funny like you. Someone who will take care of you and treat you like the amazing guy that you are. Someone who will love you for you. And I’m sorry but that isn’t her. You deserve someone who makes you smile and happy every day not someone who screams at you and treats you and all of the people you care about like shit. You’d be so much better off without her Tetsu.”

            Kuroo listens to all you have to say. You were right of course. He knew this. He knew it before Kenma had even spoken to him. It had been nothing more than an experiment and it had failed miserably. Maybe that made him a jerk for using someone like that but he had gone into it genuinely hoping that he could find someone else he liked. He should have known that it would never work though, he was way too in love with you. Even if he had found a sweet girl who he liked he still would never have been able to be with anyone but you.

         This had all taken way too long for him to truly understand. He had just been way too worried, or maybe it was scared, that it would all blow up in his face and so he did exactly what Kenma said. He tried running from it instead of dealing with it and now here he was. His feelings for you had only grown more intense and it was just his sheer stubbornness that was preventing him from doing what needed to be done.

         He felt beat up and drained from this “relationship.” He needed to get out and he needed to tell you how he felt.

Your voice brings him back to reality.

         “Tetsu, I’m one of your best friends, I want you to be happy. And I’m not the only one who’s worried about you either. All the rest of your friends are too, Kenma, the guys on the team.”

         He knew it was true that you and Kenma and everyone else were concerned about him. He knew it was time to end this before it got even worse and it was already terrible.

         “Even Bokuto is worried about you. He doesn’t even see you as often as the rest of us but he knows you’re not happy.”

         Bokuto, yes he must have gotten together with you by now, he thought as he remembered all the laughs and flirtation that went on between the two of you. He told himself he could be happy for you both, you were his friends, even if it also broke his heart. And yet he still felt the slightest glimmer of hope that maybe he still had a chance. It was that little bit of hope that was keeping the jealousy he felt simmering in his gut from rising up. That is until you blindsided him.

         “He agrees with the rest of us, how you deserve someone better. We were talking about it the other day when he came over my house.”

         His mouth went dry and he could hear his heart thudding in his ears. Bokuto had been at your house. Alone with you. He felt his stomach drop and his heart clench as his mind wandered, led astray by the jealousy that he’d only had a tenuous grip on.

         What had the two of you been doing in your house? Cuddling? Kissing? Had he touched you? Had the two of you done something even more?

         He couldn’t control it, the jealousy had taken over and his anger surged. He was more angry at himself than anything else, he’d lost his chance because he had been too chicken to tell you his true feelings. Unfortunately, he let it come out and he directed it straight at you.

         “Is that all? Why are you even here? Just to lecture me? Shouldn’t you be under Bokuto somewhere instead?”

            Your mouth drops open at his words. Had he really just said that to you?

         “What the fuck did you just say?” You feel your pulse quicken as your own anger rises.

         “Oh I’m sorry, is it Kenma’s turn then?” He replies in a mocking tone.

         Your anger surges and before you even realize what’s happening, your fist connects with your best friend’s face. You didn’t even register the pain in your hand when you shoved him after.

         “I came here because I care about you and I’m worried about you and that’s what you say to me? Go to hell Kuroo.”

You turn and run from the gym refusing to let him see the tears that had begun running down your cheeks.

            Kuroo regretted it all as soon as he said it. Regretted it even more when you punched him in the face. Who knew you had such a vicious right hook? But the fact that you called him Kuroo instead of Tetsu hurt him more than any punch to the face could. You hadn’t called him that since you first met when you were kids. He had fucked up badly and all because he couldn’t be honest with you or himself. This whole situation could have been avoided.

         He knew he deserved all of it though, including the black eye you’d given him. That had been three days ago now and he hadn’t even caught a glimpse of you since. He ended up dumping his “girlfriend” that night and it was like a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He would have felt happier than he had in a month if he hadn’t said what he did to you.

         He should never have let it go on for as long as he had, maybe he could have gotten his chance with you. Instead he was lamenting the fact that he had hurt the one person he loved more than anyone, the one he had never wanted to hurt. What a fool he had been.

         Laying on his bed, he stares up at the ceiling when he hears a familiar yet less cheery than normal voice enter the room.

         “Hey” Bokuto says as he stands in the doorway and leans against the frame.

         “What do you want?” Kuroo asks in a somber tone.

         “What did you say to her bro? She was so pissed but I think she was more sad than anything.”

         Kuroo feels his heart clench at the thought that he had made you sad. Your anger he would gladly take. But your tears? He couldn’t handle that.

         “It doesn’t matter.”

         “Look I know she went to talk to you about, uh, gf/n. Right? Anyway, she’s just worried about you and so are the rest of us. She isn’t a good person for you, she’ll just drag you down. You deserve b—“

         He cuts Bokuto off.

         “I deserve better than her? Yeah well unfortunately the one who’s best for me is with you.” Kuroo says in a dejected tone.

         Bokuto furrows his brow in confusion.

         “What are you talking about?”

         “You know who I’m talking about, you’re always flirting with her and shit. Congrats, I’m happy for you. Just make sure you treat her well.”

         “Wait, do you think y/n and I are a couple? Just because I say flirty stuff to her? That’s just for fun, it’s not serious. Besides why would that bother you…oh I get it now. You’re in love with her, aren’t you?”

         “What difference does it make? You can stop lying to make me feel better. I know you spend time at her house, she told me herself that you were there the other day. I’m sure you two got really close while you were alone together.”

         “Dude, seriously? We watched movies and I wasn’t alone with her. Kenma was there too, you can go ask him yourself. I’ll just wait for you to come apologize to me afterwards for being such an idiot. Don’t worry I’ll forgive you because I’m a great guy like that.” Bokuto tells him before flashing a confident grin and leaving Kuroo’s house.

         After Bokuto leaves, Kuroo goes rushing over to Kenma’s house and bursts into his room where he finds him playing a game. Kenma glances away from the screen at Kuroo’s entrance before looking back at it.

         “You were at her house with Bokuto?” He asks, slightly out of breath from running over.

         “Wow, you’re so dumb Kuroo. I thought you were supposed to be so smart. Yes I was there with Bokuto and you should have been too but you blew her off again and went out with your “girlfriend” instead.”

         “Shit! I can’t believe I forgot about that.” Kuroo says as he sits on Kenma’s bed and puts his head in his hands.

         “Yeah, well, you were preoccupied. Where is the bitch anyway?”

         “How should I know? I dumped her three days ago.”

         “Well that’s good at least. Honestly you should have just told y/n that you loved her from the start, geez.”

         “I know but I was too scared that she might reject me and then never want to talk to me again.”

“You know that she would never do that, she cares about you too much.”

         “I know that I should have dumped that girl after you talked to me too but I didn’t like how easily you saw through me and I didn’t want you to know that you were right. I really am dumb.”

         Kuroo lets out a sorrowful sigh.

         “Do you think she’ll ever forgive me, Kenma?”

         “Of course she will but you better beg for her forgiveness and finally tell her the truth.”

            Two more days passed and Kuroo had apologized to Bokuto for being an idiot and Bokuto forgave him just like he said that he would.

         You, however, had expertly evaded all of his attempts to get ahold of you and he was starting to wonder if he’d ever even see you again let alone talk to you. He still hadn’t caught a single glance of you, you wouldn’t answer his calls or respond to his messages, when he went to your house you would ignore him.

As he left his tenth message of the day for you, he made his way over to Kenma’s house. When he entered his friend’s room, he was greeted with his first glimpse of you in nearly a week.

         “Sorry Kenny, I have to go.” You say as you get up and head for the door but before you could leave Kuroo catches you by the wrist.

         “Wait chibi-chan.”

         You just look down and shake him off before disappearing out the front door.

         “She told me what you said to her. You fucked up so bad Kuroo. You totally deserved that black eye.”

         “Yeah I know I did. But how am I supposed to talk to her and apologize if she doesn’t want to be anywhere near me?”

         “I don’t know but you better figure out something before you lose your chance for good.”

            Tears roll down your cheeks as you water your garden. You didn’t know what else to do after you fled Kenma’s house. You weren’t even sure how you felt anymore, aside from sad at the whole situation. Sad about what had happened between you and Kuroo, you knew he couldn’t have meant what he said he was just upset but it still hurt you, and sad that he was dating someone so awful. He was far too kind, thoughtful, and caring to be with someone as vile as that girl. Most of all you just missed him, your best friend, the sweet goofy guy that you had fallen madly in love with.

         You swipe at your cheeks to rid them of the tears when you hear that voice, the one that you loved so much.

         “Hey chibi-chan, can we please talk?” Kuroo asks. Closing the gate behind him, he approaches you.

         You stop watering and look at him.

         “Are you even allowed to? What would your “girlfriend” say?”

Just as you are about to put the hose down and go into your house, locking him out, his voice stops you.

         “I dumped her. You were right, you all were. I was just being stubborn or stupid. Maybe both.”

         “Definitely both. I’m glad you started thinking with your brain again instead of something else.”

         Kuroo laughs to himself.

         “Yeah, funny thing is I never even kissed her. Forget about anything else.”

         “Wait. Are you serious?”

         “Yeah. There’s only one person I want to kiss and it wasn’t her.”

         Before you can process what he just said, he rushes on.

         “I am so sorry kitten. I never should have said what I did. I didn’t mean it at all. I know you’re not like that.” He moves in front of you and gets on his knees. “Please forgive me, I’m begging you. I wouldn’t be able to handle losing you.”

         He looks up at you with pleading eyes and remorse written all over his face.

         “You hurt me when you said that shit Tetsu.”

         He felt some relief at hearing his name, at least he wasn’t Kuroo anymore.

         “I know I did. Let me make it up to you. I’ll do anything. You can punch me again if you want, which by the way where the hell did you learn to hit like that?”

         You couldn’t help but laugh at that.

         “You didn’t mean it?” You ask even though you already know he didn’t.

         “No, of course not.” He says before mumbling under his breath, “I was just being stupid.”

         “What was that?” You ask having not quite caught what he just said.

         “Nothing. Please forgive me chibi-chan. I need you in my life.”

         You let out a sigh. You knew he was being genuine and you loved him too much to not forgive him.

         “Well lucky for you, I don’t want to lose you either. You’re too important to me.”

         Kuroo’s face brightens.

         “Does that mean you forgive me?”

         “That depends. Are you back to being my Tetsu? Or are you still the jerk that you’ve been for the past month?”

         “I’m your Tetsu, I promise kitten.”

         “Hmm..” You pretend to be lost in thought looking at him before a mischievous grin breaks out across your face.

         Kuroo raises an eyebrow at you and then you’re spraying him with the hose you still have in your hand.

         “Oops, my finger slipped.” You laugh as he shakes his arms to get some of the water off.

         “Oh you’re going to pay for that.”

         You let out a little shriek when he rises to his feet. You drop the hose and run.

         Kuroo chases you around your yard, both of your laughs echoing off of the nearby trees. It doesn’t take long before you feel a pair of strong arms wrap around your waist, lift you up, and spin you around. This causes the both of you to fall onto the soft grass. You land on your back and Kuroo somehow manages to land on top of you, using his forearms to brace himself so he doesn’t crush you.

         Hovering above you, he stares deeply into your eyes with a serious intensity.

         “I want to kiss you so badly. I have for a while now.” He glances to your lips before returning his gaze to your eyes.

         Your eyes widen with his confession, your heart racing in your chest.

         “So what’s stopping you then?”

         A big smile spreads across Kuroo’s face and then he’s pressing his lips tenderly against yours.

         You lose yourself in the kiss, lips parting slightly allowing him to slip his tongue inside your mouth and begin a dance with yours. Your one hand finds its way into his hair while the other one rests against the back of his neck. Your heart pounds and your mind races. How many times had you imagined what his kiss would feel like? A countless number it seemed and yet the real thing was so much better than anything you had ever imagined.

         You could feel all the love and care he was pouring into this kiss and you did the same. It seemed like hours and yet seconds at the same time when he separated from your mouth.

         “I’m so in love with you chibi-chan. You fit so perfectly in my arms and I know that it’s where you belong. I want nothing more than to hold you close each and every day. I’m just sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. I was afraid that I might lose you if you didn’t feel the same. I’m a dumbass.”

         “Oh Tetsu, I’ve been in love with you for a while now and I thought the same damn thing as you. So I guess we’re both dumbasses.” You let out a chuckle and he does too.

         “I guess we are, but that doesn’t matter now. Will you be mine chibi-chan?”

         “Nothing would make me happier.”

         “Good then I’m going to hold you close every day. You’re mine and I’m yours from now on.” He says with a smile.

         “Always and forever, my Tetsu.” You say with a smile before he captures your lips once more in another loving kiss.

[cloveroctobers]

ANNA-JULIA “AJ” (JONES) JARLETT

IG bio/info: @/annajj9x_ | 20.1k followers| Athlete | hey peeps can you stop asking me to throw it back cuz the answer will always be no! K thx take it easy 🏳️‍🌈🌻🏒🐶

21 years old

From bath, England

Hockey player as her profession for the past three years

Her position is defense

Their team name is “rowdy alphas”...yeah some team names just didn’t make sense or they’re cringe for no reason at all

Was raised by her mom,(her mom was a teen mom & had her at 17) maternal grandmother, and her paternal aunt (dad’s younger sister, who’s more like a big sister to her at 28)

They’ve made her into the person she is, literally

Her grandmother has a bed and breakfast that they all live in

the house is Victorian style—almost as if they walked right out of charmed! Instead of a big pink house, think yellow AND purple. It was hideous but homey and charming on the inside

growing up in a house with multiple temporary strangers wasn’t odd to aj at all, in fact it felt like the norm. There was always someone around to socialize with so that was quite nice

Her father was a pro baseball player & passed away due to a automobile accident

she has his smile & freckles

aj was also involved in the accident at the age of 6 & miraculously survived with intense injuries

Has scars as a reminder

used to have night terrors because of the accident...it took awhile—years!!! for them to subside

they’re all vague memories now (but the pain is something she’ll always remember) but she preferred it that way

she’s named “Anna” after her mother’s old best friend/roommate and was supposed to be aj’s god mother but she went missing during their uni years

the name“Julia” came from her paternal grandmother who she gets her wide doe eyes from

her athleticism definitely came from her dad

Her mother luckily liked to document things so there’s a bunch of home videos of her dad in them & pictures/scrapbooks that her mom has for safe keeping

She’s more of a klutz, tiny, and wears huge prescription glasses

extremely close to the three most important ladies in her life, so she’s always been able to be open with them about anything!

when she first expressed her interest in liking both genders around 17-18 her paternal aunt was all smirks, “i knew Britney Spears was so your type, yeah?”

more like shakira but Brit was just as pretty

her mother was a “cry baby” so ofc she burst out into tears squeezing aj’s limbs and peppering her face with kisses. She didn’t view her child as anything different... as she shouldn’t & was glad that her daughter trusted them with this significant moment in her life and wanted to be as supportive as she could

got books, watched Ted talks and everything but knew she could come to the source even tho aj was still figuring it out herself

her grandma dipped her head at the new info sitting at the round kitchen table, “been there. had a few broads in my life after and during my marriage with your no good grandad. Thank goodness the bastard died before you even got to meet ‘em.” “Mum!”

what felt like the biggest weight on her chest was lifted. She knew they’d understand but a part of her had a little bit of doubt, she’s heard so many horror stories where those like her didn’t have the support she has and that made her extremely sad to think about

i see her as a person that has/had many friends in secondary. She’s always open to chat and her being on a few sports teams helped her out in her case

very competitive in anything that she does & will guarantee that she’ll beat you. (“ You wanna race to the car from here?”wins. “Who ever cleans the most dishes the fastest gets the last slice of pie.”) majority of the time she’s right but if she loses?? oh don’t let her lose to you, it’s a pity party for the rest of the time ur in her space. Such a sore loser omg

stays active, always working out + has a gym membership and makes sure she goes at least five times a week

she’s very strong, loves leg day & working on her core

she’s about 5’10

loves wearing “gf jeans” since they’re super comfy but doesn’t mind skinny Jeans with rips in the knees every now and then

trainers and chucks are her go-to sneakers

has no issue shopping in the men’s section ‘cause who’s gonna stop her? Nobody that’s who

owner of over a 100 graphic tees + vertical stripped shirts are also her favs, SWEATPANTS/joggers?! How many does she have? A lot. Snapbacks? Plenty. Will she wear them backwards? Obviously.

Physical touch is her love language. She’s comes from a family that has no issue showing their affection by touch. There is NO such thing as personal space and that still stands with aj when it comes to relationships, she sees no other way

It’s what she shows and what she wants in return, if you’re not touching her in some sort of way, then automatically she thinks there’s something wrong or that she did something

Is the jealous type. It has shown in relationships and ruined a relationship or two

Has cheated on a significant other out of pure jealousy & is not proud to admit that

Does have a wandering eye but feels now that she truly understands herself when it comes to relationships, she’ll never act on it again

I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again, I get libra tendencies from her so that’s what I’m sticking with. She likes to keep the peace (unless she’s jealous) , idealistic — always looking on the bright side of things, outgoing, romantic, and professional— especially when it comes to her team; her true leadership comes out, yet she can be indecisive, hates confrontation, self pitying — if things don’t go perfectly how she imagined/planned it to, the world is ending and everyone is out to get her, and can be unreliable—never on time

September libra to be exact

if she’s really in love/taken a interest in you then she gets nervous: blushing, sweaty palms, cracking her knuckles, tongue tied—the whole 9

she’s already defined as a puppy by her coach but when she’s in love? She’s a lovesick puppy!

her fav holiday is Valentine’s Day

thought she was going to be a pro skateboarder growing up but it took one bad fall where she thought she was paralyzed for her to choose something else

she likes her weed on occasion

Obsessed with all types of cheese except cottage, “can I put cheese on this?”

more of a jumpsuit kinda girl or dressy top with jeans & hoops on a night out

has a solid group of mates outside of the hockey team, they’ve all met and hung out a couple of times, as they should since aj feels they’re going to be stuck with her for awhile so why not?

They’re a riot when they all go out, let’s just say that there’s never a dull moment

fav color is periwinkle

enjoys ASMR, mostly in the mornings when she’s waking up. You know how people love podcasts? (Sorry seb & Nicky, she still wants to be on the show soon!) ASMR is her thing

loves tangerines, you can count on it that she’ll have one on her, “where did you pull that from?” “I’ll never share my master plan.” “You’re such a tit.”

Definitely prefers “fresh squeezed” orange juice & will make her own, she has the tools & the strength 😏

Very rare for her to get sick ;) & if she does she’s a complete baby about it

Will fight that she’s sick before she admits it, trying all sorts of horrid remedies & vitamins

loves summer & all things that come with it, the number one thing is leaving bath for however long she can for a new place to enjoy

when she arrived to love island, she was thrilled for the weather. Yes she was looking for love but most importantly a nice get away & that it was (depending on your route that is lol)

closest with seb, vieve, elladine, and tai but don’t tell the others that! (She doesn’t care if you tell Yasmin, honestly)

just because her & seb “dated” and it didn’t work out doesn’t mean they can’t be friends right? It was almost automatic for them to be platonic after it was determined there would be no romance between them, almost like sibs! like those celebs like to say—except this time these two won’t turn around and actually find romance

vieve came with seb so...but no shade aj did like vieve. She gave great advice (while seb sometimes didn’t say the right things unintentionally or what aj needed to hear) when needed, especially from a medical view and is very sweet

elladine was the one who had all the tea & ideas to match, she’s quite organized and always down for DIY’s and could suggest almost anything. If you needed someone to help you get things tidy or match/find your Aesthetic, she’s the friend you call to help

tai was the one she could be a “bro” with, sure elladine has her competive side (or controlling, depends on how you view it) but tai was the one you can run to for much needed “bro hugs”, partying, going to the pubs, playing sports with or against, checking out/flirting with babes, etc...

it was not long after the villa that aj had a revelation with her sexuality & fully owned and labeled herself as a lesbian

She was happy being in relationship with someone else or with herself, life was short and she was young so there wasn’t time to dwell and stress over things so what the hell?! Live your truth the best way you know how ya know?

probably smells like sweet citrus, almond flower, and sea salt

on chest days, she’s a sweets snacker. Loves gummy bears (also with vodka) , swedish fish, sour patch kids, etc...basically shit that sticks to ur teeth

put all her chips into hockey, while it was advised by her Counselors & mum not to do so, aj went about it anyway. She thought about the pros and cons but knew there was nothing else for her. So there were more pros than cons. She was meant to play sports, its what felt right in her soul

Made her feel connected to her father, when she’s on the field she feels that he is with her

 scrunches up her nose when she’s frustrated or confused about something

Doesn’t always grasp concepts right away, she’s a soft dummy but most of us are and that’s okay! We’re all smart in our own ways

Feels like sunflowers are always around her especially if she sees them wherever she is. They must symbolize SOMETHING, therefore she loves them

spf queen. All about it, get with it or let the sunrays ruin ur skin that’s on u

loves a good filet mignon medium-well & is probably the only good thing she knows how to make alongside a salad, baked potatoes, & her oj

sucker for romantic-comedies...it’s basically her life duh!

If she has a dog, it’s a Dalmatian or Great Dane. She needs a companion that’ll keep up with her

loves kissing, it’s her favorite form of intimacy

Quarantine life included the push up challenge for her. Gaining a few pounds in muscle and fat, bothering seb via ft, viewing old letters she wrote to her dad, spending time with her fav ladies since they were now restricted from having guests in their home, and letting boredom consume her + she hated the whole lockdown that came with it, she hated being indoors for long periods of time but she knew that’s what partly needed to be done

Posts a lot of beach, park, outings with her friends & team, moments with her fav ladies, workout videos, and guests at the b&b with their permission and if only she befriends them along the way. She’s just as active on the socials as she is in rl but she’s not obsessed with it, she knows how to live in the now. She’s all about balance!

I also feel like she never keeps her phone charged and it’s always dying on her! She had a car charger but...that’s a jungle. She needs to invest in a portable charger stat

crushing on/finds attractive: Jared Padalecki, Keanu Reeves, Barrett Doss, Camilla Luddington, Sandra Bullock, Adrian Kempe, Harry Kirton, Anya Taylor-Joy, Haley Lu Richardson, Naomi Osaka, Ming & Aoki Lee Simmons

who does she listen to? Shakira lol!! Bea Miller, Dua Lipa, Daya, XYLØ, Elley Duhé, Stela Cole, Aloe Blacc, Maroon 5, Lewis capaldi, Charlie Puth, girl in red, Hayley kiyoko, king princess, dodie, & tessa violet

Anthem: Icona Pop — we got the world

[refriedweeb]

Dude can I please ask for some Shinsou with a reader that is really into fashion and has a very ecstatic personality. Like their the complete opposite of him 🥺👉👈. I imagine a scenario where she makes him play sum like dress up and just makes him give opinions on her outfits 😌. Also she is def an alt girl and def drags him around the mall and picks out outfits for him and makes him try them on. He absolutely hates it but the look on her face is too much to not simp for 😌 (continuing this-)

@bagel-bee : Like I just headcanon him to be such an Emo simp for his gf 😌 no matter what kinda person they are❤️ and I’m so sorry I went on a rant there- I have a deep soft spot for him 🥺 so it would mean the world to get headcanons of Shinsou with a fashionista gf or something like that 🥺 thank youuuu ❤️❤️

A/N: okay this is absolutely TRUE and I’m going to have so much fun with this. As someone else who has this sort of personality/approach to fashion/a major soft spot for Shinsou I get u bb.

If you had told Hitoshi that he’d wind up dating a girl who was his complete opposite in most aspects, he would have just rolled his eyes and walked away. Little did he know that a short while after that statement had been made, he’d have met you. His little diva, he liked to call you. In most sense of the word, you and Shinsou wouldn’t have been compatible if you’d written it down on paper. You were bubbly and outgoing, had tons of friends that you loved being able to spend time with. Your disposition was always been cheery. It’d confused him at first, for sure. There’s no way someone is that happy all the time. Before you two had even started dating he’d watch you from his spot in the classroom. And that was when Shinsou had started to realize that a lot of your cheery disposition came from wanting others to be happy too. You wore a lot of broad smiles for other people’s benefit, even if you weren't feeling the happiest yourself.

And that was something that Shinsou had been intrigued by.

You started talking more and more, the two of you like a cat and dog next to one another. Most people didn’t think you’d be friends long, and when you started dating even more people had been surprised that the two of you had anything in common besides your sometimes matching hair (you weren't afraid to experiment with bold colors and even had a fondness of shades of purple much more before you’d met Hitoshi) He’d let you drag him around the mall by the hand, you practically tripping over yourself while he lagged behind, languid strides almost outpacing you despite how you were skittering around in front of him. It’d become something of an outing for the two of you, you eager to look at the new fashions that came with each turn of the season, Shinsou plopped down in one of the chairs outside the fitting room with his chin propped in his hand while you tried on outfit after outfit, awaiting his approval or disapproval based on the small changes in his expression.

Frankly, Hitoshi thought you could wear a ratty old trash bag and still be the cutest person he’d ever seen in his entire life. He’d sit through the fluorescent lights that gave him headaches, held your purse while you combed through racks of deep shades of maroon, black, of army greens that he thought you looked best in. Though his guiltiest pleasure was when you’d put on the colors of baby pinks and lavenders (not that he’d ever tell you that because the power you’d have over him then would be absolute and he’d be helpless to do anything).

And even though he’d grumble about it, pull a stink face the entire time you’d trapped him in it, Shinsou secretly loved it when you pulled him into a dressing room and told him to stay put while you go picked out clothes for him. He was your emo simp boyfriend after all, there were only so many black and white striped long sleeves you could stand to see him in (though he looked just as cuddly and sleepy in every single one when he pulled the sleeves up around his knuckles). Over the time you’d been dating Shinsou, you saw the change in his confidence. He’d stand a little taller in something you bought him for a gift, start to explore his own sense of fashion (though never quite as extensively as yours) and what he liked. He’d always prefer wearing a pair of sweats and a loose t-shirt when lounged around the UA dorms or in your apartment, but he gradually started to care more about what he wore and how he presented himself to the world, especially when he became a pro-hero. 

Some of his favorite memories of your relationship is at the mall in various stores he never cared to learn the names of. That sleepy smirk shifted over his lips each time you yanked back the dress room curtain with a new outfit on that made you look better than the last outfit did (how that was possible, he never figured out). He loved seeing you happy, thriving in an element of your life that you felt most comfortable in. Just like, picture it. Tall, gangly Shinsou that had just recently bulked up during his training with Aizawa, sat back in a chair with his ankle crossed over his knee. Sneakers kind of scuffed, the bottom of his pants cuffed (thanks to you). His head is tilted to the side, indigo eyes fixed on that curtain with the laziest Cheshire Cat grin on his face when it whips back and you’re standing there in a pair of ripped up black pants, a mesh long sleeved top underneath a cropped tank top with the red lettering of devil on the front. He’s tickled with how good you look, and how you put these shows on just for him (not really but he likes to think that sometimes).

However...

Hitoshi’s favorite thing to see you wear isn’t some outfit you tried on while he sat hostage in a chair, though he does appreciate those outfits just the same. His favorite thing for you to wear is something of his, a ratty old t-shirt with his too-big socks on your feet, maybe a pair of his boxers that he’s been missing for sometime (that he doesn’t have the heart to demand back regardless of how many clean pairs he has left). That’s when you look your best. 

[shima-draws]

OKAY OKAY SO I had this idea that’s similar to Reverse Falls—except everyone’s personalities/roles are swapped, so for example Stan takes the place of Ford and ends up in the portal, and Ford takes the place of Stan and is stuck trying to get him back for thirty years. Mabel and Dipper swap, as do Soos and Wendy, and Gideon and Pacifica, Candy and Grenda, etc.

They’re the same people with the same likes/dislikes and talents, but their personalities are all switched around!! So while Dipper is still mega fascinated by science and mysteries and stuff, he’s very outgoing and energetic and silly, while Mabel is more reserved and very shy about her creative passions—which leads to her being the one to find the journals, and take interest in them because they’re quirky and entertaining—and written by Stan :’) Dipper has a million different sweater vests, and Mabel has buttons and pins all over her clothes!

I see Ford and Stan’s story playing out as like, Ford was the one born with six fingers but it never bothered him much, and he was a very energetic personality as a kid, leading him and Stan into tons of trouble. Meanwhile Stan has always had self confidence issues, and he always took people calling him the “lesser twin” to heart, despite Ford encouraging him not to. Stan always had an interest in the mysterious, as well as Ford, but Stan’s fascination of it stemmed from his own anxiety issues, and found that he could relate a lot to the weird and unusual (because really, a lot of them were like him, labeled as weird and dumb because of his “mental” issues)

Rest is under the cut because it got LONG lol

This all came to a head during high school when Stan started writing fiction;; and really GOOD fiction at that. He couldn’t outwardly express himself and his interest in the supernatural, but he could do that through fiction, which made everything so much easier for him since he has social anxiety! And he found he was really talented at it. Which leads to a great big story writing contest, and the principal telling Stan that if he wins he can get a scholarship and go to college for writing. (The principal also says Ford is going places, too, but the things Stan can do will get him far, while Ford will always be stuck with the more…disapproving of careers. Assuming writers are a big hit, and scientists are just seen as frauds and losers.) Stan gets REALLY excited about this, which bums Ford out a lot because he wanted to do the treasure hunting thing and search for anomalies together, but Stan protests saying this is his passion and he’s finally being given an opportunity to do something good and worthwhile with his life.

The night before the contest, Ford sneaks in to the library where all the entries are set up, and accidentally mixes Stan’s story up with someone else’s—the pages get all intermixed and weird, and he quickly leaves before he can fix it because he’s about to get caught by night security (but he THINKS he got the pages in order when he in fact did not). The next day the judges read Stan’s story and say it makes no sense, it’s all out of context and the writing is all over the place and sloppy—so Stan loses. Of course he realizes that something must have happened, and after seeing a pen that belongs to Ford on the floor, he realizes what Ford has done. Which results in their enormous fight, and Ford is the one to be thrown out of the house.

Ford still manages to make it into college anyway, despite being homeless for a time, and starts studying hard. It’s not…a good college, at all, and he gets roughed up a lot and teased by frat boys, and struggles endlessly to make ends meet financially, and battles with intense depression. But he manages, somehow :’)

Stan, on the other hand, is so torn up about Ford leaving that he is essentially writers blocked—and he can’t write anything of any worth for a LONG time. Eventually he’s forced to get a low paying job in Glass Shard, wondering where it all went wrong, and missing Ford fiercely but still too upset to reach out. (He’s sure Ford is doing fine on his own, anyway.)

Eventually Stan manages to catch the attention of a publishing company along the way, and gets enough money to finally move out and continue his work! Which leads him to Gravity Falls, a place rumored for being weird, so Stan goes there to get inspiration for his writing, and starts a new life.

Ford, meanwhile, has graduated from college, but with a degree from such a shitty place he’s turned down for many job offers. He essentially starts traveling around the country, trying and failing to get noticed, and things start getting really tight for him moneywise, and people start chasing him down to repay his college debt. Yeah. It’s bad lol

Stan decides to call up an old friend of his that he encountered working part of the industry, Susan!! Susan happily comes up to Gravity Falls to act as an “editor” of some sorts for Stan’s latest in-progress novel. Stan also starts keeping a record of all the weird things he sees in Gravity Falls in a journal—and as time passes, the more he gets involved, and the more crazy he gets about discovering the source of all the weirdness there…which leads to him discovering a cave full of symbols and eventually ends up summoning Time Baby (yes, he and Bill are swapped in this!). Time Baby tells Stan that he’s brilliant, that he can bring all of his stories to life and live out his wildest fantasies if they work together. And so, Time Baby helps Stan in order to build a portal—but not a DIMENSIONAL portal, no. A TIME portal. Because I see Time Baby wanting to extend his rule to every time period possible in this AU, but being limited by time laws and possibly a revolutionized force trying to stop him. If he gets access to a time portal he can spread his influence farther, and attempt to take over all timelines, the past, the present, and the future. And Stan, who in this AU hadn’t grown up knowing when someone was trying to con him, falls for Time Baby’s flattery EASILY, and starts building the portal with his instructions. Susan also helps, being a mechanic alongside an editor. But unfortunately, an accident during testing gave Susan a glimpse into the future, where she witnessed the horrifying truth of Time Baby’s rule. She quit the project and decided to leave Stan on his own, who realizes Time Baby’s lies and started to lose his mind as he attempted to protect himself against the overlord’s influence. Which leads to him calling up Ford!!

Ford, who is currently barely scraping by, drops everything to go see Stan in Gravity Falls, in an excited attempt to reconcile. Of course Stan is driven by paranoia and anxiety at this point, so he snaps at Ford, demands him to hide his journals, and this results in their enormous brawl. Ford gets burned, they accidentally activate the portal, and Stan falls in—to be sent to an apocalyptic future.

Unfortunately without Stan’s other journals Ford has no IDEA how the portal works. And seeing as Stan worked with a being from a future with extreme technological advancements, even with his genius he can’t figure it out right away, and especially without the other journals to help. So, as Ford struggles to bring the portal back online, he decides to take over the Shack and transform it into a science museum of some sorts. Being as outgoing as he is, Ford’s able to draw people in with his friendly personality and contagious energy, which earns him enough money to keep the Shack running. He fakes his own death (mostly to escape the mountain of debt he’s in—I know, Ford isn’t the type, but he really didn’t want people sniffing around after all he’d been through, and paying back loans is the last thing on his mind, especially since he’s avoided it already and is labeled as a criminal anyway), opens the Mystery Shack, which is home to tons of crazy inventions and neat science factoids and tours, and thirty long years pass as he struggles to work the portal again. (He tries tons of different complicated things, but nothing works. He gets very frustrated with it sometimes.)

Eventually, the summer of 2012 arrives and with it comes Dipper and Mabel! And you know, things play out pretty similarly to how the original GF universe did. Bill is an interdimensional demon who keeps track of people dimension hopping (which Mabel and Dipper inevitably end up doing once they get their hands on a space tape), Gideon is filthy rich, Pacifica is a fake psychic who has an interest in Dipper, Wendy is the girl who fixes up the Shack, Soos is the guy always slacking off and being cool (and the thought of Mabel having a crush on him is. WEIRD but consider it being like, teen Soos or smth. Soos but COOL. He could pull it off), Fiddleford is a cheeky waiter at the diner—you get the point lol.

Anyway I am dubbing this AU as UPSIDE-DOWN FALLS! (I apologize if anyone else has ever had a similar idea, but it just popped into my head and I couldn’t disregard it man;;)

Also I feel that Ford and Stan might eventually go traveling the dimensions, or a mishap occurs and they get separated or something—and Ford runs into the regular GF verse Stan, and he has a great fondness for him because they’re practically the same. (Stan won’t admit it but he really likes Upside-Down Ford too.)

[generallybarzy]

okay i dont know if u listen to her but the song Motivation by normani gives me spoiled gf being clingy to mat vibe. like every time he needs to go out for practice or hang with his friends. And the girl just be like ‘come on bby stay with me am i not enough to make u stay?🥺’ then he looks at u and in his head he’s like ‘fuck it’ then go and cuddle with you on the bed and thinking to himself ‘god im so whipped and utterly fucked’ lmao this turns out quite long sorry abt that

don’t be sorry this is so cute!!!! 

listen mat’s so fucking gone for you

he’d drop anything for you

not that you wanted him to drop everything for you all the time. No, usually you let him go out, of course, you love that he has so many friends and is so outgoing, but you miss him no matter what.

but tonight he had plans, nothing in particular, just going out with his guys, and you were feeling particularly clingy

“you can come with if you want. they wouldn’t mind having you there” mat assures you that you don’t have to miss him tonight

but you wanna cuddle and you’re not just gonna start cuddling him in the middle of a bar, do you can’t really do that

“noooo, baby, I wanna hold you. please, just stay in tonight? for me?”

mat finally looks up to you as he’s grabbing his shoes

you’re all cozy on the couch in sweatpants and one of his big tee shirts and your show ready to play on tv and Mat just...  sighs

fuck, you have me so whipped babe, the guys would so laugh at me

“damn, i really can’t say no to you, can i?” 

he slides off his shoes and jacket and slips down onto the couch with you, folding his arms around you comfortably, just like usual, and your hands find his hair

he smiles, knowing this was the right choice. He could see the guys anytime. He sees them almost more than he sees you. Sure, going out with the guys is fun and all, but nothing beats moments like these.

“i love you, mat. thanks for staying tonight.”

“anytime, baby. i love you”