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[lilacerull0]

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[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

ari!! i am coming here with soft, cold pillows and warm socks for the comfiest sleep ever!!! ☁️🧦 i hope you’re having the loveliest weekend so far 🥺

i am so curious (again!!! if this isn’t too private…🤭), between you and gojo who is the blanket hogger? who runs colder? warmer? 🥺 who tucks their cold feet underneath the other?

WAHHH SEL thats the cutest question T_T !! so fluffy n soft hhhhh… i am currently extremely sleepy so its the perfect timing too…. thank u for stopping by as always <33 here is some warm tea for u!! 🍵🍵 

ok so gojo is 100% the blanket hogger. like. words cant EXPLAIN how much of a blanket hog he is. he would literally buy a super fluffy wide blanket to cover us both n then STILL end up hogging it, rolling over w it like a burrito bc it got cold :(…. i would try hogging it back like once but then immediately give up when he takes it again n just lay there blanket-less PDJDJDB… sneakily cuddling up to him 4 warmth….. (maybe he’d feel bad n roll me up in it too though LMAO)

i think gojo is nice n warm to hug cuz hes big and soft :) but his hands n feet are literally ice cold. weapons. he would tuck them under my feet just to be annoying (and it would work)…. i dont run super warm either though so we’d just be cold together. bundled up in 3 different blankets shivering in each others arms. (add sugu to the mix and it cancels out though bc that man is a whole furnace)

WHAT ABT U SEL…. who is the blanket hog between u and gojo? or u and gumi?? 🥺🥺

[katasstrophy]

literally the stuff of my daydreams 😍😍😍😍😍😍

Bf sanzu coming over on a rainy day to cuddle❤️‍🩹~

[enluv]

and also whoever was the ribbon anon I Love you and I hope your day goes well because you've left me with just thoughts of binnie, his biceps and pink ribbons (unlikely combinations but we roll) - 🍤

literally like their brain is so amazing and beautiful I hope they win whatever they want in life because that anon changed mine forever (i will never let it go)

[tyunkus]

how would txt react to their s/o wanting to try facesitting? :0

ur a genius anon (other members under the cut!)

yeonjun would try to hide how excited he is but you can see the way his face literally lights up when you mention it. dont tease him ok its all hes been thinking about for so long!!!! he lovesss eating u out and hes fucking great at it too, it was only a matter of time before u just sat on his face. he would be so so gentle with you, encouraging you to put your full weight down - sex with yeonjun can be so intense sometimes, but this time it feels so fun n easy, jjunie smiling from between your legs, egging you on <3 and god the moan he lets out when you finally sit, the sounds he would make underneath you, muffled by your cunt </3 FUCK you'd just constantly be kept on your toes, he always changes up the pace, long stripes of his tongue or suckling on your clit or whatever else comes to mind <3

soobin would agree right away!! nothing really special about it, you mention it to him one day and he agrees to try it with u! little do you know hes kinda been fantasizing over it for forever the lil perv. n just imagine.. domestic soobin relaxed on the bed and when you come out of the shower wearing only your underwear.. n he smiles at you and tells you to come over, take a seat <3 he's corny like that ok <3 his palms wrap firmly around ur waist, almost like he's warming them up on ur skin, n then he's sloowlllyyy pulling down your panties <3 moves his enormous hands down to cup your ass, a careful, steady grip while you lower ur pussy onto his warm tongue :') your lip caught between your teeth when you relax your full weight on his face and youre so nervous but hes taking it all in stride, his fingers fucking digging into your butt because he needs to get a grip or he might come on the very spot 😞

beomgyu my little menace theres no dilly dallying when it comes to him! the second you mention it to him he's down to try it right away, even if its not something hes really thought of before. but when he sees you hovering over him, legs quivering n your face all cute and scrunched up - as cute as you are, he's not having any of it, will demand you to sit >:( n when you nod n mumble out okay, okay he just gives your thigh a light slap n rumbles good girl, right before your cunt meets his tongue <3 HED BE SOOOO INTO IT growling n moaning while he eats you out, squeezing your thighs so hard, cant help it sometimes but to slip in a little dirty talk here n there against your pussy haskhdas

taehyun would be SOOO down to try it especially since it would give him the chance to show off his strength AHAHAHA telling you to hurry and take a seat on his face, the fuck you mean you're nervous? weren't you the one who wanted this in the first place? no fair if you make him wait, come on, babygirl, sit on it - he's a strong boy! tyun's just obsesseddd with watching ur lower lip wobble with want while hes licking n sucking at you, loves landing small smacks on your ass throughout it just to hear how you squeak <3 and you're honestly surprised that you don't feel unsafe at all - taehyun is just that strong tbh hes so dreamy <3

HUENING KAI <33333 pretty sure ive already discussed this before but he would be so so sweet and gentle and cute he literally melts inside when he sees how wobbly your knees are right before you give in and sit on his mouth <3 he just wants to make you feel so, so good, so give it all to him and don't hold back! ride his face if you need to, he just wants to be a good boyfriend for you and make you come!!! and when you do come, its like his entire world just freezes at the sight of you unraveling on top of him fuck his cheeks are just so pink n his eyes are so wide n his thick cock is straining his pants ughh can you let him fuck you now please ?!! <3333

[ssahotchnerr]

katieee happy sunday and let's talk aaron <3333 so on s10e1, amongst all the things aaron displayed in his office, i noticed there's a framed drawing of american flag and i can't help but thinking that it belongs to jack's 🥹 imagine you also have few of jack's drawings that the two of you drew and color together and there is one particular drawing that you rlly like and you framed and put it in your office.. one day when aaron came to visit for lunch, he noticed it and went '🥹🥰 you keep it?' and you're like ofc!! i have to brag my favorite artist's work 🤭

(idk it's just a warm idea to get a drawing drawn by a kid bc i used to babysat a kid and he gave me his drawings as something to remember and i almost CRIED)

happy sunday lovely!! omg my fav topic 🤭 and AWWWWWW <333

hehe aaron stops by your office and surprises you with your current food obsession <333 he's sooo thankful for his midday break from serial killers and paperwork and he gets to see you!!!!! the best part of his day!!!! and also - his persona is so different at your office vs his. while those at the bullpen never see him smile - your coworkers can't say the same. aaron's just a grinning sweet mess when he's with you <333 (your colleagues literally gush about him soo much because of how much of a gentleman he is, how dreamy he is, and they loveee a man in a suit 😮‍💨 it does make you a bit jealous BUT you know that aaron only has eyes for you 🥰 he makes it veryyyy clear 🤭)

hehe you bring another chair back behind your desk - so you can eat side by side rather than separated, if he were across from you or something of the sort. as aaron's laying out alll the food and napkins and plasticware, he notices the framed artwork right next to your computer (hehe it's also accompanied by a photo of just you and him, AND a family pic of all three of you <333) GODDDD he turns to you with such an adorable, almost shy😭, smile and asks quietly, "you still have that?" (hehe he remembers when the two of you worked on it, because jack was SO excited for him to see it after it was finished 😭)

hehe you grin right back at him and you're like - how could i not bring it?!?!? 🥹🥹🥹😭😭😭 hehe you even admit how you saw one of jack's drawings in aaron's office when you visited once, you got a bitttt jealous and immediately brought one of jack's to yours <3333

and imagine it's during the early stages in your relationship too - it just warms aaron's heart so much he doesn't even know what to do with himself 😭 <33333 it just proves to him that you're equally as there for jack as you are for him, and you absolutely just love that kiddo as if he was your own 🥰💞💓🥰💓

[atsumwah]

AHAHAHA THIS IS ADORABLE I FREAKING LOVE UR ARTSTYLE BABESS <3333

Scenario from @atsumwah

I'm back bitches

[rin-rin-kururin]

Actually... I'm curious do you have any ocs?

If so I want to know :3

I do have a few of my fictional worlds with ocs in them, but I have them mostly in written form. I think you might like the one with the fantasy setting. Disclaimer: I think of my worlds as if they were a videogame, so a lot of my explanation will make sense if you think of it as an RPG! 

In short, it's about a party that tried to defeat the bad guy but eventually got stuck because of an impassable door. At least, that's the premise of it. In order to get this door open, they have to retrace their steps through different locations and search for clues. They are revisiting previous places from their journey while simultaneously retelling the story that happened there (through interactions of the party with each other or the world's reaction). The story expands on some side characters that were either a mini-boss or a guide before but were forgotten after their perspective zone was cleared, and adventures might even ask them for advice. The past resurfaces, the story thickens, the world actually gets bigger, and everything like that, but it only exists in my head for now ^^

As for the party, here they are:

✧ Hero Syndrome (he/him)  The shiny knight is here to fulfill his duty to the country. Has an engagement on his mind but barely thinks about his fiancée (and it worries him). Modest, brave, too tense.

✧ Drowsy Outlander (she/they)  Ever sleepy outsider with an aptitude for magic. They're dreamy and always half-asleep. In reality, she is just always squinting (in dire need of glasses). Peaceful, dozy, docile. 

✧ Tricky Troubadour (any/all) An elf with a secret that might tarnish their reputation! He has an ability to boost up morale and protect her allies. Funny, charming, annoying.

(There are actually four of them but I'm not sure about how to describe them. Just keep in mind + 1)

There are a few interesting side characters that will come up later in the story (and I just like them, so I HAVE TO mention them):

❖ Mirror On The Wall Actually just a shapeshifting entity that takes on the form of whoever looks in the mirror. It loooooves to tease adventures, but it especially loves to annoy Hero guy (and I think of them as Link and Dark Link sometimes, if you get it). They're like a ghost living in a gloomy castle. I lovingly call it a doppelgänger (<33333). 

❖ Knowledgeable Shopkeeper They're appearing throughout all locations and always raise questions about how they could possibly get into the last dungeon and sell their goods there (did they get a license from the Demon King??). They're breaking a fourth wall a little and amusing Outlander with this. (Some time later, after the end of the game, I think they hit it off with her, actually). 

The thing is, most of the characters have at least a few things that they keep secret, and it's what makes them very aloof with each other. But after traveling together and forging bonds, they do start to open up. It's like support conversations from fire emblem where eventually all uncertainties will be cleared and secrets revealed. I haven't named them properly, but maybe one day I will. 

[rowarn]

HI !!! i just wanted to tell you that your new ghost fic is SO INSANELY GOOD. like. wow. the amount of dedication and effort you put into the fic clearly shows through how beautifully constructed it is. it was such an emotional ride and i cried SO HARD when simon was being mean to reader like YOU CANT JUST SAY THAT ! but im happy simon apologises especially considering how hard it is to show vulnerability. reader was written in such a relatable manner i could literally see myself in the fic as i read through it YOU DID AMAZING. AND THE SMUT!! SCREAMS ITS SO GOOD i was giggling and kicking my feet AAND WHEN SIMON GOT MEAN!! the way he was snarling LIKE PHEW! sorry i was just so excited for the fic AND THE END RESULT JUST EXCEEDED EVERYONE'S EXPECTATIONS FOR SURE. i am gonna be thinking about it the whole day :( will probably reread too because its like 1 am here BUT ANYWAYS . you did absolutely amazing and i hope you are proud of yourself !! give yourself a treat you deserve it >:3

AHHH THANK U SO MUCH FOR SUCH KIND WORDS IT RLLY MEANS A LOT !!!!

i'm glad that i was able to make the readers cry bc i did cry myself while writing it 🥹 simon was so mean that i thot ppl were gonna be like HES IRREDEEMABLE but it seems a lot of ppl were mad at both him AND reader LMAO 😭 i'm glad ppl found the reader relatable regardless of how....messy they were in the head for a good while.

i was havin to do LAPS while writing the smut bro 😭 when he started bein all commanding and shit i was like DAMN he's so dreamy i was truly in love with PLM!simon for the whole fic what a man!!!!!!

BUT THANK U FOR READING IT AND TSKING THE TIME TO SEND ME AN ASK ABT IT HEHE <33333

[alicanta77]

Hi hi Felix!!

I missed you lots while you were away, I hope your year was a wonderful one.

My request is an MTL with the Dreamies for who would plan (and at least try to execute) a surprise dinner/date. Thank you love!

hi hi hi!!!!! ahhhh i'm so glad to see you again my lovely!! <33333

most

jaemin

chenle

mark

renjun

jeno

donghyuck

jisung

least

jaemin - chenle - kings of this. no arguments allowed. jaemin would go the full 9 yards, cook you a full meal and set the table with candles and rose petals, he would make everyone's jaw drop and make them re-evaluate their romance skills. chenle is just as impressive but much more likely to go out. like you'll come home and he'll have an outfit picked out for you and tell you to be downstairs in one hour. there you'll be driven to this amazing restaurant and have the night of your dreams together

mark - okay, he's put this high up because he genuinely would love to be able to do this for you, but because he is so busy the reality is that it wouldn't be possible. however, anytime he gets a day off he books somewhere for you two and takes you out and away. and god he wishes he could get more time with you than he does

renjun - donghyuck - this can happen, but they're much more likely to check with you beforehand as they don't want to force you into something that you don't have time for. these three would learn your schedule inside out so that when they do decide to do something surprising they know that it's at a time when you can enjoy it and relax. they're also much more likely to surprise you with other things or other events

jisung - this thought doesn't quite cross his mind. he's grown up in an idol environment where everything is pre-planned and calculated to get the best results, therefore, i have a feeling that spontaneity might not be the easiest thing for him. he loves to have dinner with you, and to take you out on dates, he just isn't as great as the surprise part. i also firmly believe that if he did have a surprise planned he would let it slip, he's not subtle

[teddybeartoji]

MICKEYYY HELLAUR!!! :333 FOR UR GAME 6,9,10,17, ANDDDD 27 😼 MWAH MWAHH ILYYY >>:33

HELLAAURRRR:33333333333333

06: How do you want to die?

LET'S GOO LET'S GOO LET'S GOOOO I CAN ALWAYS TRUST YOU TO PICK THE SEXIEST QUESTIONS HEHEHEHEHEE okay so for the longest time i thought drowning would be the way to do it and yes yes i have heard that you like panic and it's not a very nice death but ykw. i do what i want okay. buuuuuuuuuut then i remembered or well, saw i guess, what a human body looks like after being in the water for a bit too long and then i decided that that is, in fact, NOT the way to go bc that shit was ugly as fuck i do not wanna look like that smhh.. so i think the artery it is<333333333

09: Do you bite your nails?

I DO NOT!!!!!!!!!!! dodged a bullet with that huh whewww (i have a terrible skin picking problem i have dodged Fuck All)

10: When was your last physical fight?

UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH well if we count my cat, and i do think we should count him bc he is fucking insane, i would have to say last night:33333 i have to like actually tussle with him which is diabolical like damn old man chill out?????????????? SMHHHH he is a beast.

but as for a human fight?? hmmmmmmm the closest thing to a fight was me and this guy at a club abt a year ago,, started pushing each other around a little bc he just wouldn't leave us the fuck alone😒😒

17: Ever made out in the bathroom?

I HAVEN'TTT😔😔😔😔 life is so unfair.... when will it be my turn.... sighhh.... long dreamy sighh..........................................

27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

NOT THAT I KNOW OF?????????????? i know a few ppl had crushes on me in high school but those were not big enough for me to break their hearts lmao i wasn't even there so i'm sure they just kind of forgot abt me anyway

horrible asks

[seeingivy]

method acting asks

the way I still get these is crazy. anyways I digress. method acting you will always be famous.

@dreamy-carat NO LITERAELLY. saw the pics and went awww this is literally so eren and y/n. esp that one pic of them just yapping together its so cute

OH CHAPPELL. no yeah this is literally so method acting core.

mixed dream girl and method acting ask. but definitely dream girl y/n.

PLEASEEE. also connie would talk about them all the time in interviews like he LOVES the babies. literally all he talks about his 1. his girlfriend 2. jeankasa and y/n eren kids

@siythn I HOPE YOU ENJOYED <33333

@levitheestallion first and foremost, congrats on graduation and birthdays and all the things!!! i hoep you had the best time ever celebrating.

and LITERALLY OUCH thank you so much for all the kind words on my little story <3 i'm so happy that you decided to read it and enjoyed it!!

I have considered. the only thing I can offer at the moment is that there is an unhinged oikawa cameo in the next dream girl chapter.

random side note. the other day I was sad so I decided I was goign to self inflict some pain and read the method acting angst. I fear I finally get it because ACTUALLY I was actually so sad after. and the fact that all of my authors notes are vile too like IM SORRY GUYS I GET IT NOW

[ramonag-if]

Hi! I FINALLY got the chance to play the latest update to "Crown of Exile" and I just HAD to tell you how much I enjoyed the story thus far! The way you offer a variety of responses to all the different circumstances (both plot-wise and emotionally) never fails to amaze me. Not only that, but the way you weave world-building into the progression of the plot always feels so organic and natural. It makes total sense MC would want to learn more about X or Y at that particular moment in the story or reflect on Z after a character told them this/that. My MC is absolutely, totally, 100% pursuing Prince Irus. He is so... dreamy. <33333 And what I really, really appreciate about Irus as a character and the Irus/MC ship is that it's so mutual between them in every sense of the word. It's a give-and-take. There are times when MC steps in to rescue Irus and times when he steps in on MC's behalf. Clearly, Irus draws strength from MC and I think I'm seeing hints that MC is slowly learning to view Irus in that same manner. (Also, as a total hurt/comfort addict, I very much love seeing how the story allows for those moments to be shown in the text, rather than just brushed away or ignored.) No matter what, I'm pumped to discover what happens next in the story and to . Thank you so much for sharing this incredible story with us all. Happy to have the chance to support you and your wonderful project!

Also, Crown the Horse is still amazing. And I love him.

Have a wonderful day/night!

Thank you so much for taking the time to play! I'm really grateful for your support 💖🌼

It means a lot that the choices offered feel organic. This is my first proper IF game and while I've played a ton of IF games for a long time, I've never written one before so it's always nerve-wracking when I offer options because I wonder if it's needed or if there aren't enough choices provided.

I really am bad at world-building so it's really satisfying to know you found the way everything is explained natural. I did my best to keep things simple and not overwhelm people with too much facts and essentially, I've made up everything so there's always doubt in the back of my mind that nothing I've created makes much sense 😅

I do love the dynamic with Irus and the MC too and I'm really happy that you're enjoying his route as much as I love writing it 😊 I think a lot of people expected some snotty, spoilt prince route but that was never my intention. I enjoy romances where it's not about angst, but building each other up and supporting each other.

Thank you very much for your lovely words of support and encouragement 😊💖 I cannot say this enough, but it really puts a smile on my face to know that there are players like you who enjoy my writing and what I've created. It means the world to me so thank you 💖💖

[wishitweresummer]

Alright! :D I just thought of the cutest lee!dream image that I turned into a concept

So let's say Dream had been rewatching certain football games, for what reason I have no idea because I don't watch football. Sapnap had been waiting all day for him to stop or at least get bored so he could watch a movie, he even offered to watch something they both like to watch it together. It takes him a minute or two to realize that he's refusing in order to push his buttons. When Sapnap makes a move for the remote, Dream hugs it to his chest and lays on his front, blocking it from Sapnap’s reach. After trying to reach under him or roll him enough to grab it he was almost ready to give up because even if he grabbed it Dream had a vice grip on the damn thing. That was until he heard his mischievous giggling in the couch cushion paired with his current position of sitting on his lower thighs (right above the knees) he hatched an idea. Starting with light tracing on his back while taking his time explaining all the ways he's gonna wreck his shit if he doesn't hand over the remote. If the anticipation doesn't get to him he starts doing exactly as he said but in a random order so he can't prepare for it. And when he turns to give the remote to him Sap uses the opportunity to get his tummy

Gahhh so cute~~~

Sleepy thank you thank youuuu <33333

Sap and Dream tickle stuff is always so fun cuz they have to know each other the best. Exactly what to say and do to make the other one crazy.

Dream can’t staaaand anticipation and Sap starts with the light tickles, so eventually Dream is not even sure if this is the “wrecking” or if there is more to come. The thought of not knowing has Dream so frantic. And Sapnap’s light tickling is still torture.

“Ooooh I’m gonna get my fingers in these little ribbies!!” Actually starts just fluttering his fingertips at the side of his neck. Poor Dreamie he can’t take teasing at alllll. Sapnap just fakes him out every time, and Dream only gets more gullible as the giggles and snorts take over his thinking.

Who could ever stop tickling Dream while listening to those funny wheezes though? It’s a different noise every time. A fun surprise with every squeeze and poke.

Once Dream can’t handle it anymore he twists to give up the remote. Maybe there’s no more tickling? He thinks maybe…not knowing juar drives him nuts.

Once Sapnap pries away the remote and gets Dream fully on his back he can finally get to the good stuff. Game time baby.

“Touchdown!!!” (That’s a raspberry, right on the bellybutton. Nearly a game-ender when Dream almost launchers him off the couch.) “Go team go go!!! (That’s Sap’s fingers all crawling together fast fast fast around the sensitive jumpy little tummy.)

Poor Dream all flustered from all the anticipation, light tickles, and teasing. He shrieks about Sap having the remote and he’ll watch whatever he wants!!! He’ll even watch some “dumb Valorant streaming” if he wants!!! (that one was a mistake, that one earned him another minute of wheeze-laugh inducing tummy tickling.)

Sap will eventually find it in his heart to give mercy…eventually. He goes from real evil to real sweet fast. Dream’s cute little blushy face and messed up curls?? Melts his playful aggression right away. He lets the little puppy curl up into his side and put on another game. They spend the rest of the night with soft giggles and a lot of sports commentary as Dream explains everything on the screen and Sapnap is only slightly bored, but finding entertainment with his hand slid carefully up Dreams shirt while they snuggle.

[ashmp3]

my face after seeing your new pinned <33333

okay what is your FAVE haircut/color for each svt member. also who do you think has the best or most frequent GOOD HAIR

(i might send you multiple asks just fyi)

it had to be done i think i bragged about that pic to everyone who cared to listen its just TOO CUTE..... NOW onto the question! coups: its a tie between l&r era i facken loved the longish blue and the long two toned hair! jeonghan: short brown hair NEXT QUESTION also the picture u sent both of them actually its like you knew. but also of course the one i have now the long ashy blonde i love it he was dreamy... and the long red. thats my holy trinity i am shaking just thinking about this joshua: i am a long dark permed hair joshua lover first and foremost. jun: predebut long dark hair i think he should bring that shiet BACK. also two toned just tickles my brain just right! hoshi: thats my fake natural blonde cousin anything other than platinum blonde would feel wrong to say... wonwoo: maybe unpopular opinion i dont really know but i like him with short dark hair i think it goes so well with his sharp features. but also long permed hair was for the history books... Difficult man difficult decisions... woozi: long story short i was obsessed with pink woozi you shouldve seen my blog back then i mean im glad u didnt. but i love the long dark hair that he has now i think it works well like he is so romantic and just soft to me and that hair just emphasizes it and i adore it dokyeom: he is kinda always in the brownish shade range so i guess dark brown perm. i like him with longer hair too! mingyu: short brown hair or medium lenght black i am realizing i have a favorite... the long black hair he was crying about when he was cutting it? not my favorite i was cheering LMFAOSFVEVKNSFKVN minghao: hes way too hard he suits so many but my favorites are longish black mullet in call call call and home;run long curly red hair. vernon: dark hair with undercut + silver fear vernon. i mean come ON.... you cant blame me seunkgkwan: ORANGE HAIR BOOO and i love when they show off his forehead idk it suits him so well... dino: my dinito the black mullet did something to me and i think he knows it... and okay who has the best hair constantly? i dont want to say dokyeom or gyu or wonu bc they are always playing it safe. So i think jeonghan (many hits i like every single hair he had) and minghao (i like that hes so experimental and he suits many cuts and colors).

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

what if i told you i’ve been rereading this every day and that it still gives me butterflies……. 😔😔😔 you are too sweet to me i’m abt to combust

mickey!!!!! my beloved!!!!!!!!! this is a late reply but i have sm i wanna say and thank you for…….. my dearest little sashisu soldier <33333 i can’t tell you how glad i am that you enjoyed their dynamics 🥺 your approval means sm to me!!! i hope you know that!!!! and as always i just wanna thank you sm for reading and taking the time to write out so many thoughtful comments </3 i don’t ever wanna stop saying it bc !! you deserve to hear it !!!!

ok i'm one line in and i just already need to say that you're so right about suguru belonging in the kitchen it's the mother instinct in him yk i can just see him there soooooo clearly wahhhhh AND I CAN HEAR HIM HUM AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HE WOULD ALWAYS HUM WOULDN'T HEEE very long dreamy sigh i love him so much

instant mickey realness IT’S THE MOTHER INSTINCT IN HIM SO TRUE ‼️‼️ and the humming…. VERY glad that you see the vision takahiro sakurai did too good of a job voicing him i can’t stop thinking abt his smooth silky voice… 😞😞 sighhh. he would sing you to sleep if you asked nicely. 😞😞😞😞 SIGHHHH

WAITTT SUGU WITH GLASSES???????????? SUGURU??? WITH GLASSES????????????????? ARI???????????? SUGURU GETO WITH GLASSES???????????? YOU PUT GLASSES ON HIM??????????????? MICKEY FOUND DEAD IN A DITCH PART TWO THIS IS A DIFFERENT DITCH BTW THIS ONE IS ACROSS THE STREET FROM THE OTHER ONE

AND THIS ‼️‼️‼️ YOU GET ITTTTTT recently he’s been rotting in my brain … like actually……. glasses and piercings are my go-to when it comes to a no curses au sugu :33 esp a uni au…… he deserves to be the best looking man on campus and for that he needs both. no but fr sugu w glasses takes me OUT he makes me feel like a werewolf under the full moon 😔😔 insanity

GRUMPY LITTLE SHOKO😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭FUCKKK THAT'S SO FUCKING CUTE SHE'S A LITTLE ANGRY LOOKING KITTEN OK

SO TRUEEE THIS IS HER <33333

she’s just soooo grouchy in the morning :(( can’t stand loud noise or . any kind of noise. gets clingy too but doesn’t like it when any of you cling to her….. sugu might be the master of the kitchen but shoko is the queen of it what she says goes!! sugu has 100% made satoru eat his breakfast alone in the living room after he made a bunch of noise and pissed her off 😔😔 tragic (but it’s ok bc he dragged you with him <33)

i think a forehead kiss from him would fix me i would never complain about anything ever again. please suguru.... just one smooch....

need to point out every single Real thing you say (i’m copy-pasting 90% of your rb) BUT NO ACTUALLY THOUGH isn’t he such a forehead kisser…. have we talked abt that before 🤔 we might have…. but it’s true he’s a forehead kisser and he’s a hand kisser :33 only man Ever!!

okay what the fuck my heart just stopped....... sugu calling you "love" 🥴🥴🥴🥴no i am not okay by the way LOVE IS SUCH A BEAUTIFUL THING TO CALL YOUR BELOVED BC THAT'S WHAT THEY ARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MORE REALNESS 😵‍💫😵‍💫 ”my love” is my ultimate petname from sugu i think …. he kind of explodes every time he says it bc he thinks it’s soooo romantic and devoted and he’s Right <3

WORLD'S OKAYEST BOYFRIEND??????? ASJHASHAGSSJAGSDJASDGJAGSDSA PLEASE I'VE NEVER NEEDED SOMETHING AS BADLY AS I NEED THIS FUCKING MUG YOU'RE SUCH A LITTLE GENIUS ARI

HEHEHE I KNEWWWWW YOU’D UNDERSTAND MICKEY………. i need it so bad too 😔😔 LOOK AT ITTTT IT’S SO PERFECT

toru fucking LOVES it btw i hope i made that clear in the fic!!! you and sugushoko gave it as a gag gift bc you were expecting him to get all huffy and pouty but. it just made him so happy…. that you referred to him as your boyfriend……. 😔😔 he’s so happy to be Yours he barely even notices the okayest bc he’s staring at the boyfriend. maybe he has selective sight idk. he drinks out of it with pride (as he should!!)

ari i think your brain is getting too big i just might need to kiss you stupid a little YOU UNDERSTAND THEM ALL SO WELL IT KINDA MAKES ME MADDD LIKE WDYMMMMM HOW ARE YOU LIKE THIS HOW ARE YOU SO GOOD i just know you spent ATLEAST one of your lives with them

MICKEYYY I CRIED 😭😭😭😭😭 i am kissing you sillier we’ll both be stupid by the time i’m done….. YOU CAN’T JUST SAY THIS AND MOVE ONNNN arisashisu……. the forbidden selfship…………. no but i’m actually so happy that you think i wrote them well 😔👉👈 they mean the world to me and i know they do to you too. so i gotta do them justice!!

obviously i love all of them but satoshoko dynamic is just... something special..... they mean so much too me satoru sneaking into her room to make sure she'll sleep???????? i'm gonna cry again i think their dynamic is just soo good too wahh i wish we could see more of them overall:(( but yk thank fuck we all have you!!!!! idk what the fuck we'd do without you smhhh. die probably.

NONO SPEAK YOUR TRUTHHH satoshoko will always have a soft spot in my heart…. (sugushoko is probably my fave though 😵‍💫) THEY’RE JUST :((( i think they understand each other so well!! without words!!! they are so so fond of each other. and they don’t need to say it bc it’s just There….. I’M STILL HOPEFUL FOR MORE SATOSHOKO CONTENT BTW we can only hope 🙏🙏 idk how much of the leaks you’ve seen mickey (or if you’ve read the manga) but chapter 220….. T_T is so special to me.

SHOKO. I. SHOKO- I. I CAN'T THINK. WHY'D YOU HAVE TO MENTION HER THIGHS WHAT THE FUCK ARI WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO CONTINUE ON LIKE THIS??????????????? AND THEN OH????? SHE KISSES YOUR CHEEK???????????????????? BROOOOOOOOOOOO????????????

>:3 SHOKO THIGH REVEAL HOW R WE HOLDING UP……… i cried a little writing it. they’re soft and cold 2 the touch + extremely important to me that she has some stretch marks bc i think they’re gorgeous. imagine her in her oversized bf shirt just walking around … stretching ….. and the shirt rides up a bit 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 hold me mickey i’m abt to explode into a million shoko shaped pieces

see and there you go again with the little details that make me go even more insane bro i can hear the institution calling my name they're gonna take me away if you continue on like this WDYMM HE'S PULLING YOUR CHAIR CLOSER TO HIM AND CURLING HIS LEG AROUND YOU AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

NOT THE INSTITUTION 😭😭😭😭😭 STAY SAFE DON’T LET THEM TAKE YOU FROM ME physical touch bf toru is Real and true and alive <333 gets sooooo clingy in the morning he’s your overgrown housecat. i also think the chair move is?????? insanely good???????? it speaks 2 me. he’s so strong. it’s so easy for him to move you closer. (he’s also 100% the type to just reach over and PULL you into his lap while you’re literally having dinner w a bunch of your friends ??? he has NO shame and everyone else is just like ”here we go again”….)

...the.... silver.... in... his....... lip piercing....................... they're having a moment buT I'M HAVING AN EVEN BIGGER MOMENT WAWAWEEWA SUGURU WITH A LIP PIERCING OH HOW I LOVE YOU SOOOO ARIII KISS KISS KISS C'MERE YOU DESERVE SO MANY KISSES FOR THIS

LIP PIERCING SUGU IS REALLLLL YOU GET IT i was worried people would miss it bc i only mention it like twice here 😭😭 BUT IT’S SOOOO IMPORTANT IT COMPLETES THE LOOK him and his glasses and turtleneck and piercing…. i fear i’d have to kiss him silly <///3

WHAT DID I JUST SAYYYYYYYYY I WILL NEVER BE NORMAL ABOUT YOU EVER. NEVER EVER. I JUST CAN'T. I DON'T HAVE IT IN ME I SIMPLY CANNOT. "THE SUN LETS HER GOLDEN HAIR FLOW"???????????????????????????????? THE SUN CONNECTS THEM ALL EVEN WHEN THEY'RE NOT TOGETHER FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I PROMISE I'LL BE A GOOD HUSBAND OKAY I'LL BE SO GOOD TO YOU YOU'LL NEVER HAVE TO WORK EVER AGAIN YOU CAN JUST READ BOOKS AND WRITE AND SUNBATHE AND EVERYTHING WILL BE GOOD BECAUSE YOU JUST DESERVE IT YOU DESERVE IT AND YOU WILL GET IT

MICKEYYYYYY HAVE I MENTIONED THAT I LOVE YOU 🥺🥺🥺🥺 my sweet sweet little honeybee i’m soooooooo genuinely overjoyed that you liked that bit it literally came to me in a vision i wrote it out and just stared bc???? who wrote this??????? 🤨🤨 ALSOOOOO EXTREMELY RELEVANT that paragraph in particular is HEAVILY inspired by disco elysium…. the writing style and the personification………. shivers my beloved <3 she’s everything 2 me

also mickey….. we were supposed to have a spring/summer wedding weren’t we 👀👀 almost time… would u prefer wearing a dress or a suit i’m gonna get the finest seamtress just for u!!!!!!!!!

diabolical. every post you make just changes me. i am not the person i was before reading this. i've been altered. for good. i'm gonna be on my death bed and i'm gonna be fucking quoting your art. trust. granpa mickey grandma mickey what the hell are you saying?? be quiet child this is a love story and you will fucking listen actually this is a story about love those are two different things and this author will teach you tell you all about it

also had to mention this bc 😭😭😭 ”be quiet child this is a love story and you will fucking listen” YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW LOUF I LAUGHED OK pls be gentle w ur grandchildren 😭😭 I’M HONOURED THOUGHH pls make sure to feed them lots of mickey drabbles too bc honest to god i don’t know anyone who writes intimacy as effortlessly as you. it makes me insane i know i’ve said it before but i don’t think it’s normal for so many of your drabbles to linger in my brain i am constantly thinking of roomie gojo and office gojo and sleepy sugu and

i love you so bad. my heart feels so warm. i am making tiny sentences. because i feel like i'm floating rn. and it's kind of hard to make sense of what i'm typing. thank you. for writing. and thank you. for being. idk what the world did to deserve you but i'm so glad you're here. here's a good old sloppy loud mwah! i hope your day has been good to you i hope you slept well i hope uni isn't bullying you too hard. eat well, drink well!! i love u<333333333333333333

MWAH MWAH MWAH!!!!!!!! i hope the kisses find their way to you <333 over the big wide sea <3333 MICKEY ik i’ve been repeating myself!!! as. is customary for ari posts BUT I NEED YOU TO KNOW that ily + i appreciate you + you inspire my writing every single day!!! and motivate me obv but that should go without saying …. i’m just very happy to be friends w you <33333 knowing that my writing can warm your heart even a teeny tiny bit makes me feel so happy…. i am kissing you and gnawing at your arm affectionately. sashisu loves you <3

(this was the only sashisu meme i could find in my jjk folder 😞😞 disgraceful but i hope u will accept it)

dear spring, stay forever ; satoru gojo, suguru geto, shoko ieiri

synopsis; just another mellow breakfast shared between you and your partners. (you don’t think you’ll ever get tired of it.)

word count; 3.8k

contents; sashisu/reader (poly relationship!!), gn!reader, all of u are whipped, lots of petnames, literally just breakfast fluff, it ended up kinda sugucentric on accident (not my fault btw he just really loves making breakfast for u that’s on him), also ended up kinda sappy at the end (that’s on me), implied no curses au, they’re in their twenties but it isn’t specified, everyone is eepy and in love <33

a/n; a little breakfast fic bc i love mornings and i love them :33 (tagging my beloved sashisu soldiers @catchuuu @staryukis i am making breakfast for both of u btw ☕️🥞) pls listen to spring thief by yorushika it’s the most sashisu song ever

as always, suguru is the first of you to make it into the kitchen.

he’s humming. it’s soft, a low lull of his voice, beckoning you closer like the call of a siren. sleeves rolled up to expose his forearms, fiddling with a pan, sizzling and simmering and breathing in the scent of pancakes; it pairs well with the espresso steam from the coffee pot to his right, the vase of hydrangeas by the windowsill.

it’s a sunny morning. the perfect setting for the start of your day, an atmosphere you can savour, like the gradual sipping of your soon-to-be morning cup of coffee. somewhere outside your vision comes a morning symphony, chirps and songs by cicadas and robins. splotches of sunlight splatter against the windows, the kitchen table, the floorboards — illuminating the man in front of the stove.

something in your chest constricts, when you look at him. a tenderness uprooted, a fondness watered and trimmed, a hungry plant only satiated at the sight of this; the back of his head, raven locks cascading down his broad shoulders in obsidian waves, hair put up into a lazy half-down bun. a little messy, a little too breathtaking for words. wearing a black turtleneck that hugs his waist just right.

you should be used to it, by now. suguru has always been an early bird, always the first to rouse from his slumber, only ever contended by shoko and her occasional bouts of sleep-deprivation. he’s always waiting for the three of you, just like this — in front of a sizzling pan, adjusting his glasses by the kitchen table, cooking or reading or simply reminiscing. content to stir in the peace and quiet of the morning hours, before the world wakes up. 

and he’s always taken to preparing breakfast for the four of you, always ready to greet you with a smile and a cup of freshly made cappuccino. he enjoys taking care of you, all three of you. always has.

(it wasn’t any different back when you were kids. suguru was always the first one in the dormitory’s kitchen, messing with the rusty french press or making a grossly bitter smoothie for himself. he was snarkier, more roundabout — but no less thoughtful. grumpy little shoko would always get the last bitter pumps of espresso, and sleepy little satoru would get a french toast if he asked nicely enough. and you? 

you got to see them, be with them. that alone would’ve been enough. the steaming cup of cappuccino left on the kitchen counter — a little too tailored to your taste to be a mere coincidence — was always nothing more than an added bonus.)

the soft humming falters, for no more than a beat or two. suguru shifts his weight from one foot to the other, and suddenly you can’t resist the temptation.

with clumsy steps, heavy feet weighed down by a sleepy sense of numbness, you stumble towards your target. it’s a familiar waltz, five steps to reach him, a warmth that spreads throughout your body in tandem with the curl of your arms around his waist. slumped against him, cheek squished against his upper back, you hold your breath.

silently, you wait. one, two, until you hear the familiar roll of his breath; a delighted little sigh that slips from his parted lips.

when suguru cranes his head to get a glimpse of you, his amber eyes are leaking adoration. a sense of liveliness, a joyous spark — like a firefly, the flicker of a rusty lighter. he looks well-rested, dark circles long faded, only the dimmest remnant of them still visible beneath his eyes. 

he holds your gaze, steady and kind, and then he’s leaning forward; eager to press his lips against your waiting forehead. glasses slipping ever so slightly down the bridge of his nose. the kiss is chaste, familiar. warm, warm, a faint heat that simmers in your chest, a tiny firework of a feeling. even the metal of his piercing feels warm on your skin. 

you melt into his spine, fingers searching for a pair of hands that find yours first — his thumb rubbing tender circles over your forearm. practiced, memorized, that familiar waltz of motions. he lingers against your skin, breathing in satoru’s favorite strawberry shampoo. you’ve been stealing it for weeks now. 

suguru’s lips curl up into something amused, still not quite willing to part from you. 

but then he does. turning towards the stove, reaching for the coffee pot with one hand, the other securing your own and lacing your fingers together. he gives them an affectionate squeeze, still resting on his lower stomach. a silent greeting that he always ends up voicing anyway.

”g’morning, love,” he croons, a little raspy, but sweet and nice. honeyed and deep, sending pleasant shivers down your spine. you hear him pour something into a cup. ”how did you sleep?”

all you can give him is a tired grunt, stretching your limbs out, blinking sluggishly to shoo away the drowsiness. suguru knows what to expect; he simply smiles, endeared, pouring steamed milk into your favorite cup. with a clink of his spoon against the ceramic, he adds the foam, stirring it carefully.

then he’s shifting his weight, angling his face towards yours, and pressing the rim of the cup against your lips — not before blowing on it gently. he watches as your eyelids flutter, waiting for the hum of contentment he’ll hear once you have your first sip. and he gets it. the rich aroma stirs you into a more awakened state, and a single taste of the creamy foam has you standing up a little straighter, humming in sleepy delight. suguru smiles, crow’s feet hidden behind his glasses. 

you accept the cup with a grateful squeeze of his palm, and he makes sure it’s steady in your hold before he faces forward again. another sip, and your throat feels a little less dry, your mind a lot less sluggish. so you answer his previous question. 

”… slept well,” another tiny sip. it’s hot, warming you up from the inside. ”i would’ve preferred waking up to you, though...”

a low chuckle bubbles up in your boyfriend’s throat. it makes you want to pout, but you smile instead. traitorous lips. 

he’s looking at you again, unable to help himself, reaching over to brush some loose strands of hair away from your face. ”aw, ’m sorry,” he coos, teasingly, sickeningly sweet. ”but then you wouldn’t have woken up to a fresh cup of coffee, hm?” 

now you really are pouting. he shifts, until you're standing chest to chest, and kisses it away. twice, for good measure. he must be in a good mood.

he usually is, at this time of year. when the air starts smelling of honeydew and snowdrops, and he’s awoken by barking dogs, luscious sunbeams splattered on soft bedsheets, the pitter patter of sudden spring rain. when the apricot trees outside your apartment complex begin to bloom; a flurry of sickly-white kisses pressed against your windows, sticking to the locks of your hair. it gives him an excuse to run his fingers through it. even when shoko whines for him to cut it out, and satoru purposefully shakes the branches to make the tiny white petals even harder to find. he must like having his hair ruffled like a misbehaving dog. 

they make suguru sigh and sigh, exasperated, but there’s always a smile waiting somewhere out of view. he’s not very good at hiding it.

(he likes the apricot trees. likes watching them change shape, colour, likes waiting for them to wither and blossom and turn into fruit.

once they’re ripe enough to pick, i’ll make marmalade for us.)

the morning waltz continues. while suguru continues to flip his pancakes, you sleepily decide to set the table. fondness erupts behind his eyelids at the gesture, small as it is. you stand on your tiptoes to reach the highest shelf, just to grab satoru’s favorite mug; one you all got him for his 19th birthday, a heartfelt message of world’s okayest boyfriend etched into the front. it was meant to make him pout and whine, but you’ve never seen him drink out of anything else at home.

you place the cup on the table with a soft thunk, along with plates and cutlery. suguru has already brought down a cup for shoko, seated on the kitchen counter next to him, soon to be filled with the same rich espresso he always drinks. he’s waiting until she joins you both, so it doesn’t end up going lukewarm. there’s nothing shoko hates more. you can practically hear that grumpy scoff, see her cute little frown.

your sleep schedules differ from day to day. suguru is always up early, satoru always sleeps in. shoko fluctuates between the two. you usually end up rousing from your slumber whenever the bed starts to feel a little too empty — a fact you doubt they’ll ever quit teasing you about.

that differs from day to day, too. sometimes you sleep with suguru, sometimes the other two, sometimes all three. you have your separate rooms, but always end up with your limbs intertwined one way or another; even if one of you comes home late or falls asleep on the couch watching tv. satoru can’t sleep without hugging someone, and suguru can’t fall asleep unless he knows you’re all sleeping well. shoko isn’t picky, but you know she feels safest when she’s linking elbows with you, or touching pinkies with suguru, or snoozing on top of satoru’s chest like a weighted blanket. as for you… 

you’ve gotten way too used to their touch to ever go without it. last night, you ended up in suguru’s room, tucked underneath his chin, while satoru snuck into shoko’s bed to convince her not to pull another all-nighter. you’re assuming it worked.

”mm, smells good. you makin’ pancakes?”

a bubbly, groggy voice spills into the air, just as a light breeze flits in through the window. soothing, refreshing. you turn your gaze towards its source.

and there they are. sleepy satoru, and grumpy shoko, the former clinging to the latter like an overgrown koala. satoru seems to be in high spirits, calling out to you with a smile, blue eyes glimmering like a sunny sky; but you can tell he’s tired by the way he’s stretching out his limbs, only wearing a pair of pyjama pants. and shoko is silent, blinking drowsily, twitching when his loud voice buzzes in her ear. she makes no move to push him away. 

suguru gazes at them with a smile, in tandem with you, nothing but fond. loving, in the way the amber of his eyes gleams and swirls with promises of something everlasting. he’s a little intense, honestly. but you wouldn’t have him any other way.

and, admittedly, your sleepy little partners are a sight for sore eyes. 

shoko meets your gaze, and finally decides to shake off the man with an arm over her shoulder. said man huffs, but makes no move to follow her when she stumbles into your arms. 

her limbs find their way around your midriff, her chin to the curve of your shoulder. her hair is loose, almost as long as suguru’s, messy and brushing against your cheek. your hand goes to smooth down her back, the fabric of her oversized shirt, soft and laced with the scent of laundry detergent. she yawns, right by your ear, lips jutted out into a small pout, and something in your chest returns. a hungry plant, drinking up her raspy voice, the glimpse you get of that mole beneath her eye. her stretch marks, when she pulls away and her shirt rides up enough to expose her thighs. little lightning bolts.

”morning,” you chirp. she presses a tiny kiss against your cheek, dangerously close to your lips; sometimes you think she does it just to tease you.

”hey, how come i didn’t get a morning kiss?”

shoko turns her head, finding satoru’s accusing stare. he’s pouting, tilting his head, already making his way over to suguru. but she only rolls her eyes.

”you’re such a baby.”

”you know you love me!”

suguru stifles a puff of laughter, leaning back against the kitchen counter, elbows resting on the marble. watching his partners with barely contained delight. satoru notices, grinning softly, throwing his arms around his boyfriend’s neck.

satoru’s kisses are always sloppy. you hear that drawn out mwah! even without looking at the pair, even without seeing his lips against suguru’s jaw. a phantom warmth sprouts on your skin. 

”good morning, handsome,” he purrs, low and rumbling through his chest, pressed flush against suguru’s — their heartbeats mingling together. soft skin against smooth fabric. there’s mischief in those aquamarine eyes, something teasing, and it makes suguru want to return the favour. 

”good morning, baby,” he presses his lips against satoru’s cheek. voice muffled against his soft skin, silky and deep. ”you kinda smell.”

a moment passes. the calm before the storm.

satoru blinks, barely registering shoko’s dry chuckle from behind him — and then furrows his eyebrows together like an irritated cat. a scandalized noise builds up at the base of his throat, and he glares at the man in front of him, frustration only growing when he notices that suguru isn’t returning the favour. his gaze is still fond, like an artist admiring a marble statue, drinking in his pouty boyfriend’s fluffy hair and droopy eyes and rosy lips. flattering, but the damage has been done.

”oh, i see how it is,” he withdraws his arms and takes a step back, crossing them with a hmph. ”bullying your sweet boyfriend first thing in the morning, huh? have you no shame?”

”sorry. you just look really bulliable today.”

another offended little noise. he turns on his heel, messy strands of hair swaying with the movement, glaring at shoko instead. ”unbelievable. and during women’s history month, too!”

”you aren’t a woman, satoru.”

”i could be.” 

you huff out a breathy laugh, taking a seat by the kitchen table while your lovers bicker. sipping from your cappuccino in silence, soaking up the mellow morning mood. until you feel satoru staring at you; eyes like marbles, big and bright, rich with mirth. his pout fades away, and he closes in on you with a smile. troubles forgotten. 

before you can greet him, he’s leaning down to leave a fat kiss on your forehead — messy, uncoordinated, but loving. a coo on the tip of his tongue. when he’s this close you can see his dimples, those tiny freckles that only come out in the light of the sun. 

you feel him smile against your skin, pulling back to speak. parting his pretty, glossy lips. ”and good morning to you, my dearest.”

he’s silly.

your lips bloom into a sweet grin, honeyed nectar on your teeth. he’s illuminated by the light streaming in through the window, a little disheveled, with his cute bedhead and bare chest exposed. a giggle slips from your lips, and your voice carries a melodic lilt, coming out as a soft croon. ”good morning, sunshine.”

satoru blinks. just once, before the telltale signs of his excitement start to show; his face brightening, breaking out into a cheshire grin, something sweet in the way his eyes crinkle. like folded origami, like messily cut fruit. citrusy and smooth.

before you can protest, those strong arms are reaching around your waist — hoisting you up into his arms with a coo of c’mere. he spins you around, just once or twice, and chuckles at the way you let out a sleepy yelp. even after stilling, he doesn’t put you down, only guiding your legs to wrap around his middle; his naked chest and muscles pressed flush against you. he’s warm, one large palm on your back and the other on your thigh. he touches you like it’s muscle memory, every ridge and dip, every part of you he’s already long mapped out.

honestly, you don’t understand how he can get so overcome with joy so early in the morning. but who are you to complain when it means getting smothered like this? 

”oh, and i smell great, by the way,” he suddenly huffs, directed at the partners behind him. he’s quick to smile down at you, tilting his head and searching for approval. ”don’t i, baby?”

for a second, you’re tempted to join in on the teasing. some part of you wants to. unfortunately, it loses against the parts of you still mesmerized by the splotches of white inside his pretty eyes, those cute little freckles. so you nod.

”yeah,” you breathe. inhaling, taking him in, sunlight and strawberries and laundry detergent. ”you smell like spring.”

his smile continues to blossom, turning sweeter by the minute. brighter than the sun. he throws a victorious glance behind him, delighting in the simultaneous roll of their eyes — before finally putting you back down. he wastes no time in plopping down on the seat to your right, dragging your chair closer to his, until they’re pressed against each other. curling a leg around yours. so clingy in the morning. 

suguru and shoko are quick to join you. they blink slowly, sipping on their cups of espresso, a rich aroma spreading throughout the kitchen. it blends well with the plates of pancakes suguru scoots towards you, drizzled with the syrup satoru likes. he’s attentive, making sure you’re all comfortable, rising to his feet when shoko asks for a single cube of sugar. she’s started to mellow out a bit, no longer as grumpy, soothed by the bitter taste on her tongue. and satoru keeps your leg locked in place beneath the table.

it’s hard not to feel nostalgic, like this. when spring is blooming just outside your window, when all three of them are just the same as you remember. some things have changed, sure, but they’re still so unapologetically them. loud voices, rude eye-rolls, teasing comments and all.

they munch on their pancakes, sip on their coffee, and you chat about what to do when you all get home. what movie to watch, what food to order, what food to make because suguru doesn’t think you’ve been eating enough homemade meals lately. bickering and bantering. smiling.

(it feels like high school every day.)

shoko is the first to leave. she glances at the clock on the wall and stutters out a string of curse words, a mutter about being late. suguru plays dumb when she accuses him of not reminding her on purpose. she kisses you again, right under your jaw, and lets her clingy boyfriends give her one kiss each on the lips — despite her protests that they’ll mess up her lipstick. then she’s heading out.

”goodbye, doctor!” satoru calls, cheery even as your girlfriend rolls her pretty eyes.

”don’t call me that yet,” she snorts, adjusting her scarf. ”there’s still a good chance i’ll drop out. or cheat my way to a doctorate.”

so she says, but you all know her. you catch that glimmer of amusement in her eyes, something smug in the way she straightens her back. a little embarrassed, maybe. but the faith you have in her makes her glow.

then it’s satoru’s turn. he’s whinier, about it, ignoring the alarms on his phone on purpose. suguru has to bribe him, promising him kikufuku and take-out and an extra tight hug when he gets home. only then does he get up from his seat, untangling his leg with yours.

”do i have to?”

”yes, you do,” suguru tuts. ”the kids have an exam today. be responsible.”

another pout. but he listens, slipping on his sunglasses, putting on a coat and stealing a sip of your coffee that only makes him grimace. he has you both kiss the taste away, and you indulge him, because he’s silly and stupid and yours. 

and then it’s just you and suguru. he has a day off, and you don’t have to leave until later. the kitchen falls silent, back to a mellow morning rhythm, that quiet waltz of motions and sunshine. suguru pours you more coffee, gazing at you from across the table, and you thank him with a smile. he adjusts his glasses and flips through the morning newspaper; absently, you wonder if shoko and satoru would’ve teased him for it if they were here.

what the four of you have is an odd arrangement. but that’s what all of you are, anyway; a little odd. 

and as you sit there, serenaded by cicadas and morning birds, senses caressed by cappuccino foam and apricot blossoms and a hand holding yours over the table… you think to yourself that even if everything shattered around you — if the earth stopped spinning or the stars crashed through the roof of your apartment — you’d probably still keep on living. you’d do it, if only to continue chewing on these memories, these mornings, like savouring the faded flavour of an old piece of gum. over and over again, until you can’t tell where your teeth end and where the gum begins, so that you’ll always be able to taste it on your tongue. for the rest of your life.

it’s melodramatic, yes, but they are too. you’re sure suguru is pondering a sentiment even more dramatic, right now, even heavier with devotion. something so sappy you’d have to hide your face in your hands and beg him to stop talking. 

and, lo and behold, he suddenly speaks up. 

“are you happy?”

the question breaks you out of your silent stupor. you look up from your plate, his amber eyes already taking you in, drowning you in fondness. he’s smiling, and he’s looking at you like you’re spring personified. the silver of his lip piercing catches the light of the sun. a couple apricot petals are stuck in his hair, woven between his raven locks. 

you blink. inside your chest, something unfurls, twists and turns, grows and withers all at once. a whole garden of love, just for them.

you lean forward, elbows on the table, and brush through his bangs. petal caught between your fingertips. when you lean back, you’re smiling.

“yeah,” you answer, truthfully. inhaling the scent of spring. “i’m always happy when i’m with you.”

a breeze caresses your cheek, your hands, and the whole apartment smells of apricots. suguru seems pleased, returning to his cup of lukewarm coffee, a little clink of ceramic against porcelain that strikes you as distinctly heavenly.

soon, you’ll have to leave. you’ll have to manage without their jokes and banter and touches, without them, for a grueling number of hours, one tortuous lecture after another. but they’ll be waiting once you get back — and tomorrow, you’ll have breakfast again, just like this. forever and ever. you never want the coffee to run out, never want the apricot trees to wither. you want to stay greedy for a long time to come. 

and you’re sure they feel the same.

the sun lets her golden hair flow throughout the city, melting rivers and warming benches. she falls across shoko’s lecture hall, sneaks into satoru’s classroom, kisses her way up suguru’s neck. you let a sigh slip past your lips, and the sun breathes it in again. a vein of joy awoken, slumbering inside your veins; and you smile.

it’s springtime, now, a little warmer. 

(here’s to another year together.)