#hehehehhehe her smile hehehe

[doorlene]

i love dorlene so much bc, like, can you imagine marlene doing everything imaginable to avoid dorcas out of petty annoyance +++ her lowkey judging people who had crushes on dorcas; "you fancy meadowes? get some standards." and then fast forward a few months later and marlene sees dorcas laughing way too hard at a joke sirius made and she notices the way she covers her mouth and the way she tries to reign in her laugh but repeatedly fails and the way she sounds and the way she

oh. oh.

[writer-komaru]

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I’ve been having dreams about Nagito a lot lately, but the one I had recently made me just want to shower him in ever more love. This boy is just so sweet I’m literally dyingggg.

So I shall create…

Flustering Nagito

Pt.1 Pt.2

This boy has very pale skin. So much so that he has to use like spf 75 when he goes somewhere sunny. So much so that some people think he is a ghost when they see him walking down the street. So much so that he has to take iron supplements due to the very low iron in his blood (which is one of the reasons for his skins light color).

But, there are more consequences to his skins light appearance then you might think. It also means that he blushes very, very easily, and it’s plan as day to see. Even if it’s a small blush, it still illuminates his soft completion, making it hard for him to cover it up.

But this was never really a problem for him because no one ever made him blush. He has bigger, more important things to worry about, anyways.

Until you came along. This may be a cliché, but you really weren’t like the others when it comes to him. His classmates are kind of nice (overly nice in his eyes) but they never chatted with him, ate with him at lunch, or ever greeted him good morning when he came in. Besides you. When you joined their class, it all changed for him.

“Hello, my name is L/N Y/N and I’m moving here from my home town. I hope I can work hard to become a proper classmate for you all.”

With a polite bow, you scanned the room. Everyone was so different here. Some people were smiling at you, some were frowning, some where looking at you too much, and some were straight up sleeping. But, you were excited none the less. The day you woke up to a letter in the mail from Hopes peak, you couldn’t believe your eyes. You had tried to sign up to the illustrious school a few weeks ago but when you never got confirmation that you were accepted, you moved on with your life. But to finally be here was the best feeling in the whole entire world!

“Very nice! Very nice! L/N, why don’t you take a seat next to…….

…..

..

Komaeda!”

Nagito’s eyes widened at the sound of his name. You were going to sit next to him? Why him? Isn’t there better options for you then to sit next to a disgusting person like him? But if that’s what Chisa wanted, he wouldn’t complain. You quickly took your seat next to him and the lesson for the day finally began.

.

….

……

BING BONG DING DONG!

The school bell for lunch finally rang out.

“Finally!!! I’m absolutely sttttaaarrrvvvving!~ Hey Tsumiki, let’s eat together!”

Ibuki jumped up from her spot and grabbed Mikan’s hand, pulling her over to her desk.

“O-o-o-okay Mioda… I-if you want to….”

Mikan looked down at the floor, seemingly nervous.

You could only wonder why.

“So, your names Komaeda, right?”

Nagito quickly looked at you, surprised that someone (especially you) were talking to him.

“Uh, yes. And you’re name is L/N?”

“Mhm. Do you want to eat lunch together?”

Lunch…..? Together……? You wanted to eat….. with him? Trash like him? Heheh….. hehehehheh…. It was funny how naive you are. You don’t even know the low level trash he is. Or, maybe it was just as mistake. Or maybe-

“Hmmm? You okay?

“Oh, uh-“

He tried to answer you, a yes was what he wanted to say, but for some reason, he couldn’t say anything. You eyes were glued to you, scanning your features. And he couldn’t deny you were very pretty to him. Ah! Why was he looking at you so long?! You were probably thinking about how weird he is! Oh crap, this was too much for him.

“I-I…..”

“I-I have to go to the bathroom.”

He suddenly got up from his desk and swiftly walked out of the door and straight to the boys restroom. He locked the stall door behind him and leaned against it was a long sign. He looked down at his hands. What was this feeling?! Why was he acting this way?! His face felt so hot… his mind felt so hot…. Like it was burning with the power of the sun itself…

Was he….

Flustered?!

To be continued… if you want me too. :)

[futurewriter2000]

If we are not this, then what are we? - pt 12

A/N: Little Davie and Will up there hehehe (Will= Stefan and Davie = Damon) Just for a little better picture. Also let me think what you think about a little plot twist I put in there hehehehhehe Guess you didn’t see that coming hehehe

XX

James stood far away from the door. He stood there with his fists clenched, knuckles white as they were preparing themselves for a punch. He was furious- he was fuming because he had lost something that would have changed everything. He lost a memory of you and him finally being in a truce. 

He had confessed everything he had felt that night. He had said words he would never believe to say to a person, especially you. 

He had loved you all along but it was buried so deep inside that it made him believe he hated you. 

So this it. He was going to tell you- again. And he was going to confront the Hufflepuff that had you in his grasp. 

However, when the door flung open and you came out, laughing, smiling and with such a bright smile on your face, he couldn’t. 

His palms relaxed and his fingers fell from his palms. The tension in his body relaxed at your sight and he felt himself drop into a hole of dirt. 

If he does this- if he attacks him in front of you, he would make this all about himself. He would do this because he was selfish and wouldn’t even think of you would feel if he does this. He would fuck up, just as he had always done before. 

He can’t do this. He just can’t. 

He had done you so much worry, stress and trauma over the past few years that as much as he wanted to rip the Hufflepuff away from you and throw him off a cliff, he won’t. 

So instead he accepted it. He deserved it, didn’t he? He desrved what got from the Hufflepuff. It was karma biting him back for all the horrible things he had done. 

So instead, he walked forward with nothing but love and forgivness. You didn’t even notice him coming due to Davie always wrapping his strong arms around you and teasing you as Will did the same, laughing. He looked up, his golden eyes flashing from joy to surprise, meanwhile Davie only tightened his arm around you as if he wanted to protect you from the man in front. 

Perplexed by Davie’s sudden tension and Will’s silence, you looked up and saw hazel eyes watching you back. “James?�� you exclaimed in surprise, feeling a bit uncomfortable as Davie continued to hold you quite close to him. 

“Don’t worry. I come in peace.” he smiled, rubbing the back of his neck and glancing at the both Hufflepuffs beside you. He kept himself relaxed, despite the pressure and anxiety he was currently feeling. “Can I talk to you?” he asked, keeping his eyes locked on yours. 

You grabbed Davie’s hand on your waist and pulled it away, freeing yourself away from his hold and smiling kindly at both of them. “I’ll be right back.” you said before walking along side James, away from the boys who watched from afar. 

The two of you just walked in pure stillness of sound, just hearing your shoes hit the ground as you walked on marble floor. You looked at him and he was already watching, unable to spit out the words he kept repeating in his head. 

He wanted to say them but it just didn’t want to come out. 

And you understood because in a way you already forgave James for what he had done. You were never much into holding a grudge. Your mom always told you that forgiving is the best thing you can do for yourself. And you did forgive him a long time ago but he never knew that and he still does not. 

He was getting ready to appologise. That’s how well you knew him. He was quiet and probably repeating the words he wanted to say to you. He was easy to read for you. Always, so you only waited for him to say it. 

“I-” he started but closed his mouth shut, stopping as you did as well. He kept looking at the floor, rethinking everything. He looked up at you and simpered. “97 days.” 

You smiled at his little comment and crossed your arms with a smirk. “What about that?” 

“97 days and I won’t see you again.” he said before opening his palms to you. “Can I take your hands?” he asked and you furrowed your eyebrows. 

Why did he always ask for your permission? 

You uncorssed your arms and put your hands over his. 

He smiled to himself. “You were always too forgiving.” he touched the pack of your palms with his thumbs and kept enthralling your hands with his. They would have been so perfect together, fingers locked and side by side. 

You could see him drifting somewhere away, so you swung your hands a bit, shaking him back into reality. “James?” you asked and he shot his eyes to you, shaking his head.

“Yeah, right. Sorry.” he laughed nervously. “I know you told me to leave the last time we talked. I know we passed each other like strangers for the past few months. I don’t blame you for hating me. I was selfish and cruel.” he took a deep breath. It felt as if he was speaking forever yet not enough. He wanted to tell you everything- that he remembers. He wants to tell you that he remembers but why couldn’t he do it? 

“You were.” you replied, looking at your hands as he did. 

In one breath, he drew up a question. “Do you like them?” he asked, turning back to the boys who got extremely close to the two of you in past few minutes. 

You looked behind you. “Davie and Will?” you asked, confused at the question. “They are my best friends, of course I like them. What do they have to do with this?” 

“You’d say they are your Sirius?” he smiled and you returned the gesture.

“I guess so, yeah.” 

Where was he going with all of this? 

“Then I am sorry.” he breathed in, looking up and carresing your hands with his thumbs. “I shouldn’t have done what I did. Not to you, not Will and the Hulkapuff next to him.” he turned around and you laughed. 

“Hulkapuff?” you raised an eyebrow at him and both of you looked back to the boy who had his eyes on you. Both overhearing what James just said, Will started snickering next to Davie as Davie stood there with wide eyes.

He remembers. 

James sent him a wink than turned back to you. “You’re teling me that guy does not look like a Hulkapuff with those arms?” he asked and you continued to laugh. 

“Davie is alright, James.” you smiled, tiliting your head to the side as you continued to look at him.

And there you saw it. The force in his eyes. Something that he was hiding from you. That was how easy James was to read, so you just waited for him to tell you. 

The point was, he didn’t. 

He let go off your hands and took a hold of your head, pressing a kiss on your forehead. “I hope you’re happy, (y/n). I promise to you, this time I cross my heart to never worry you again.” he muttered against your forehead, pulling away and tucking a strand of your hair behind you ear.  He let his hand fall to your tie, fidgeting with the green and silver as he looked at you with a coy smile.  “You look pretty in green. Slytherin suits you. It always did.” he let it go, backing away as you smiled at the sentance. 

He had already told you that once before. Only if he could remember it. 

“But I guess I already told you that once before.” he winked, turning away and wiping that smile off your face. 

You stood there, shocked, thoughts and questions running through your mind with an overdrive. 

He remembers. 

James, however, stopped when he passed the two Hufflepuffs, turning to Davie and leanng closely to him. “I know what you did, Coleman.” he moved away and let his eyes narrow into his. “You break a hair on her head and so will she.” 

[giggly-squiggily]

Lighten up, Flynn! (Tales of Vesperia)

Heyo! So, I’ve been playing more of Tales of Vesperia lately, and I realized I haven’t written for this game or the Tales series in awhile! I hope you enjoy!

“Yuri, I swear to our lord and savior-

“Never swear in the name of the lord, Flynn.”

“Then STOP POKING ME!” Flynn roared and whirled on Yuri, making the purple haired man howl with laughter. The knight gave his childhood friend a glare, his cheeks warming a bright red as Yuri fell backwards against the Inn bed, holding his belly as he laughed. Beside the pair, Estelle looked up from her book, green eyes wide. “Flynn, are you alright?” She asked, concern in her voice.

The blonde knight blushed deeper, a sheepish smile on his lips as he faced Estelle. “My apologies, Lady Estelle. I didn’t mean to frighten you.” He turned back to Yuri, who just about rolled off the bed from laughter. “Must you insist on acting like a child? I thought at least in front of Estelle you’d behave.” Yuri only grinned roguishly at the blond, wiping the tears of mirth from his eyes as he sat up. “Oh come on, Estelle knows who I am. I’ve got nothing to hide.” Yuri grinned and crept over, a mischievous look in those grey eyes. “How about you? You always act so serious around Estelle. Lighten up!” With that, Yuri darted out a hand and gave Flynn a sharp poke to the hip.

Flynn jerked, a yelp escaping his lips as his hand shot down to the offending area. Estelle, panicked, quickly climbed from her chair, hurrying to Flynn’s side. “Yuri! Flynn, are you hurt? Hm?” The princess paused when she saw the hint of a smile of the knight’s face, her concern shifting into curiosity. “Don’t worry, Lady Estelle. I’m fi-HA!” Flynn yelped again, all but jumping out of his skin when Yuri squeezed his side. “Yuri!” 

“Yeah, he’s not hurt. Just ridiculously ticklish!” Yuri teased, his other hand joining the fray. Flynn squirmed, a shaky smile forming on his lips as he tried pushing his friends hands away. “Y-Yuri! Nohohohoohoho! Whahhahhahait!” Flynn pleaded, reluctant giggles escaping his lips. Estelle, who was watching the chaos before her, smiled brightly and giggled. “Aww, come now, Flynn! Let’s see that smile!” She reached out and gently scribbled her fingers against Flynn’s ribs, joining in. “Ehehehehehek! Nohohohot yoohohohohou tohoohoho!” Flynn cried, his giggles growing into full blown laughs as he fell back into the bed, trying in vain to protect his ticklish spots from his friends. “GAHAHAH! WAHAHHAHAIT! EHEHEHEHHAHAHHA!”

“Aww! Listen to you! You’re finally lightening up, Flynn!” Yuri taunted, laughing alongside Flynn as he moved his hands up and into the blonde’s armpits, clawing gently at the sensitive flesh. Estelle had moved her hands to Flynn’s stomach, pressing gently into the surprisingly soft flesh. She looked up with a smile, taking in Flynn’s big smile. “You’re so cute Flynn! Tickle tickle!” She teased, giggling at the squeak he let out. “GAHAHAHHAHA! NOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE! NOOHOHOHOHOOHO! HEHEHEHHEHE!” Flynn howled, his face bright red and his eyes squeezed shut. He tried to cover his face with his hands, but Yuri would pinch at his top ribs, making him shoot his arms down once more.

“OHOHOHOHOKAY! OHOHOHOHOHKAY! STAHHAHAHAHAP!” Flynn finally gave up, tapping Yuri’s shoulder in defeat. Yuri laughed and finally stopped, sitting back on his legs as Flynn gasped for breath. Estelle, following Yuri’s lead, also stopped, her green eyes bright with laughter. They grew a tad apologetic as she took in Flynn’s beet red face and teary eyes, though. “Maybe we overdid it Yuri..” She said softly, guilt coloring her voice. “Nah, I’ve gotten into many tickle fights with Flynn before. This is nothing, right Flynn?” Yuri grinned down at the blonde. Flynn sucked down breath after breath, residue giggles escaping his lips as he gave a halfhearted glare towards Yuri. “Hehehe...you’re…a devil!” He got out, making the purple haired man smile. Estelle, smiling softly, reached out and gently pushed his blonde bangs away, her thumb brushing the mirthful tears away from his eyes. “Sorry Flynn. Are you alright?” Flynn smiled up and her and gently covered her hand reassuringly. “I-I’m ohokay. Thank you.” A sneaky smile played on his lips then. “You know, Yuri’s ticklish too.”

The rouge sputtered indignantly, a blush crossing over his face as he glared at Flynn. Estelle blinked, a new light in her eyes. “He is?” She turned to Yuri, who was slowly starting to back out of the bed. “H-Hey now. Don’t get any ideAH!” Yuri yelped when Flynn grabbed his shirt, yanking him down beside him. “Flynn! Estelle! Wahait!” Estelle smiled, only to yelp when Flynn’s arm looped around her waist, pulling her down as well. “Don’t think you’re safe either, princess!” Flynn teased. “You want me to lighten up, you two? Very well! Prepare to laugh!”

As Yuri and Estelle fell into laughing fits, Flynn couldn’t help but agree with Yuri. He really should lighten up more. Especially if it meant he could see their precious smiles more often.