#i'm tired and in fact i'm going to bed and if anyone responds i'll respond back tomorrow but

[yazis]

✧ - AVOIDANCE

summary: you ignore satoru after being convinced he’d never return your feelings, what happens when he does?

pairing: teen!satoru gojo x fem!reader

genre: fluff (angst if you’re sensitive??)

word count: around 3.5k

warnings: swearing (i think-), there's like one kiss as well

notes: wtf is this, not proofread so there's bound to be mistakes. shoko kept autocorrecting to shook while suguru kept autocorrecting to sugar 💀

"suguruuuu! she's still avoiding me!" the white-haired boy complained as he dropped onto the bed next to his best friend.

"you mean (y/n)?" suguru asked without sparing him a glance, eyes glued to his phone as he payed no mind to his friend as he carried on scrolling.

"obviously, who else?! i haven't had a proper conversation with her in ages and it's starting to piss me off!" satoru crossed his arms and furrowed his eyebrows in frustration which suguru rolled his eyes at.

"stop overreacting, it's only been a couple of days. i'm sure she just needs more time" he said which was true, it had only been 4 days.

“it feels like it’s been months - years even!” the six-eyes user continued to whine while suguru’s eyes twitched out of annoyance, he was close to kicking him out his room.

this behaviour had been going on for the past few days, satoru would come barging into suguru’s room uninvited and complain about the same thing every single time. you.

at this point, suguru wasn’t sure how many more days he would be able to last.

“well think about it, are you sure you haven’t done anything for her to start acting like this out of nowhere?” suguru tried to get satoru to stop complaining and maybe think about the situation for once.

suguru knew satoru hadn't actually done anything. in fact, he knew the reason as to why he was being avoided by her. in all honesty, he just wanted him to be quiet.

satoru’s protests died down a bit upon hearing his friend’s words. he sat up straight on the bed and placed a hand on his chin as his face scrunched up in thought.

"i don’t think so..." he mumbled. he shut his eyes and tried to jog his memory back to your past interactions incase he had made a mistake anywhere.

———

"hey (y/n)! wanna grab something to eat after class? this new bakery opened and we just have to try it!" satoru came up next to you, disabling his infinity and slinging his arm round your shoulder like he usually does.

for some reason however, he felt you tense up.

"um... i don't actually have any money with me. sorry." you uttered out not looking at him but instead trying to get out his grasp.

satoru straight away found this odd, normally you’d be just as excited as him to visit new stores, on top of that you always forced him to pay regardless. so why were you acting so strange?

"that's fine i'll pay!" he reassured keeping up his joyous aura, perhaps you were feeling sad and needed cheering up?

"oh uh... actually i have to go and clean my dorm, it’s kinda messy." you said and this time before he could respond you freed yourself from his grasp and rushed out the classroom towards your dorm leaving a confused satoru behind.

he stood still staring longingly at the door where you had exited ignoring the snickers that rose from shoko and suguru. were you okay? he could obviously tell you were lying, but maybe you had your reasons?

'she's probably just tired.'

is what he told himself, but he still couldn't shake off the feeling that something was wrong.

———

satoru wandered round the campus looking for you, it was yesterday when you oddly avoided him but today was now saturday. there was formally no class on saturdays but you guys were still set missions.

he soon stumbled upon an empty classroom and found you sitting there alone doing nothing in particular. unconsciously, he smiled to himself as he entered the room.

"(y/n)! i got assigned a mission but i don’t have anyone to go with, wanna come?” he asked. in reality, it was supposed a solo mission but his automatic response was to immediately come find you. the two of you were both well aware that he most likely didn’t need your help, truth be told he just wanted to spend more time with you.

you shuffled uncomfortably in your seat and played with your fingers as your eyes looked left and right, trying to avoid eye contact with him.

"i don't know i’m not feeling well... maybe next time gojo."

the male visibly froze at your words. gojo? what was with the last name? what the hell happened to calling him satoru and ‘toru and all those other silly nicknames?

was this some sort of prank? were you just joking about like you’d usually do? at least that’s what he hoped was the case.

he never got the chance to ask as you scurried off leaving him wondering again, were you okay?

———

satoru had ran back home as fast as he could after realising he had forgotten his lunch. he was planning on stealing from his three friends but suguru immediately shut off the idea forcing him to leave to fetch his lunch.

he returned at record speed and dramatically entered the classroom where you, suguru and shoko were already eating.

usually you’d sit next to him with shoko opposite you and suguru opposite him, but ever since friday you had swapped seats with shoko so you were next to him or opposite.

of course he noticed this but felt too embarrassed to say anything about it, the avoidance was still evident and he didn’t want to pressure you.

but that didn’t mean he didn’t feel annoyed

especially in this moment when he came in to see you laughing along with the other two, more so at suguru as you held onto his shoulder leaning into him trying to stabilise yourself from the amount of laughter.

the sight was an eyesore for him.

it wasn’t the fact that you were touching suguru so casually that annoyed him, no, you were all good friends and suguru knew of satoru’s crush on you.

the problem was the fact that he had not once seen you that comfortable with him ever since a few days ago. you never laughed him with like that nor even gave him a mere high-five. heck, you wouldn’t even look him in the eye anymore

an ugly feeling brewed inside his chest as he looked at sight, it was the first time he had felt something so - so horrid. never would he have thought he would ever actually feel jealous.

and he knew it was wrong. suguru was his best friend and he trusted him enough to know he didn’t have any intentions. but that didn’t help the feeling feel any less worse.

his dramatic entrance clearly wasn’t dramatic enough as none of you noticed his arrival, he quietly went to take his seat next to shoko and placed his lunch down on the table not uttering a word.

the laughter from the three of you died down upon satoru’s arrival. suguru and shoko quickly picked up on his behavior and asked him if he was alright knowing he was the type to be loud and make a scene.

you kept quiet but looked at him silently, painfully wishing you could say something. you cared about him, a little too much than you wanted but it hurt seeing him like this. he held his head low not saying anything at first until he looked up, straight at you.

his eyes met yours and you could’ve sworn you shivered. his eyes were always something that you weak, his sunglasses lay low of on the bridge of his nose revealing those endless cerulean eyes.

you quickly averted your to avoid his gaze, any longer looking his eyes and you were sure you would’ve melted right there. it wasn’t fair that he could make you feel so vulnerable with just a simple look.

sighing slightly you got up from your chair and picked up your lunchbox, you were more or less done anyway and didn’t want to sit around any longer. you definitely did not want satoru figuring out anything either.

but just as you were about to leave and head back to your dorm, your felt a hand grasp onto your wrist stopping you from leaving, you dreaded to look back as instead you looked down on the ground.

“are you okay (y/n)?” satoru asked his soft gaze on you, his voice barely above a whisper.

you looked up and past him at suguru and shoko giving them a distressed look in case they would come and help you but they both simply ignored you which you know they did on purpose.

satoru was still waiting for your response, he saw your eyes shift over back to the table but kept his eyes on you. you were forced to look back at him.

“i’m… fine goj-”

“gojo? what, are we on last name basis now (y/n)?” he cut you off before he could hear you finish off his last name. he hated it. if you acting distant wasn’t enough to show the distance between the two of you, calling him by his last name definitely was.

you probably called suguru by his first name.

feeling the grip on his hand suddenly tighten around your wrist made you wince slightly, but you shook him off and walked away.

“just leave me alone…”

———

satoru let out a sigh. none of it made sense, he was sure he hadn't done anything to trigger this behaviour, nothing that he could remember at least. it must of been someone else's doing...

he slowly turned his head towards his friend who seemed to be enjoying the silence now satoru had shut up.

would he..?

he was sure he wouldn’t, suguru wasn’t that type of person. but still he had to check.

"hey suguru..." the black haired boy noticed satoru from the corner of his eyes, he raised a brow and let out a small ‘hm’ to indicate that he was listening.

"did you maybe... tell (y/n) anything?" satoru asked quietly and they both kept quiet before suguru couldn’t help but laugh which satoru started to visibly panic.

"what, about what your massive crush on her? i wouldn’t be surprised if she already knew." he replied which only made the white-haired boy freak out even more.

"h-huh? but how?” satoru asked still in disbelief.

“are you serious? you’re so fucking obvious it hurts.” suguru said as he started laughing to himself.

to say satoru was at lost for words would be an understatement. realisation washed over him as he figured that probably why you were avoiding him.

"then, i have to go see her." he stated with his newfound confidence.

suguru immediately stopped laughing after hearing this and sat up as well. he faced satoru properly before speaking.

"satoru, i was only joki-"

"I need to go see her." he said standing up and off suguru's bed.

suguru frowned at this, you had told him and shoko the real reason for avoiding satoru and they agreed to keep quiet. but neither of them thought you were taking the right approach.

suguru wasn't sure why you didn't want to admit your feelings to satoru but he wanted to respect your decision regardless. of course, even though he was tempted to, he never told you that satoru returned your feelings. he was a loyal friend.

but him coming over to your dorm and forcing his feelings upon you? it was bound to go wrong somewhere, suguru could feel it, this was satoru we were talking about here. so he opened his mouth ready to stop him but closed it once he realised...

satoru had left.

~~~

"cmon (y/n), why won't you just tell him already?" shoko was in your dorm sat next to you on the floor for the nth time this week ushering you. at this point you were sick of hearing the same thing over and over again.

"shut up. it's not as easy you think..." you replied crossing your and looking down at the floorboards.

"but he likes you and you like him! why can't you two just be fucking normal for once and get together?" she groaned.

"he doesn't like me, stop making stuff up!" you shot back, you hated when she'd try and give you false hope.

she looked at you dumbfounded.

"please tell me your joking. that dork is always looking at you during class with the most lovestruck look ever, he always buys stuff for you, he always takes you out, every time you're gone on a mission that he can't tag along he looks so worried as if he's about to wet his pants-"

"he's just being a nice friend! if i start thinking about in that way then it'll be humiliating for me..." you said.

"a nice friend!? when do you see him doing all those things for me and suguru huh? just admit it (y/n) he's in love with you!"

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

you both slowly turn your heads towards the door of your dorm where the sound came from and heard a familiar voice from the other side.

"hey (y/n), you in there?" the voice called and you froze.

"shit it's him!" you panicked as shoko merely smirked.

"come on (y/n)! you can't avoid him forever. i'll go get the door" she said getting up and walking towards it.

"no!" you whisper-shouted but she made no hesitations in her movement.

you jumped onto your bed so you weren't within sight of satoru when the door opened as shoko made her way to go and open it.

"(y/n)- oh shoko what are you doing here?" gojo said trying to mask the look of disappointment on his face.

"hey satoru! me and (y/n) were just talking about you." she said grinning widely confusing satoru.

"ok... well, is she still here? i kinda wanted to speak to her." he said rubbing the back of his neck.

shoko turned around to be face you, you formed your arms in an 'x' position and shook your head vigorously indicating that she should say no.

it was either she must've misunderstood or she ignored it (probably the latter). either way she turned around to satoru and said:

"yep she's still here!"

you were definitely going to kill shoko later.

———

the silence in the room was deafening.

shoko had left leaving just the two of you there alone together. you sat on your bed as satoru sat on the floor.

this was most likely the awkwardest interaction you had had with him. even when the two of you first met as first years last year it wasn't awkward. you two hit off straight away and had been best friends ever since.

was it your fault for wanting something more?

you tried to look anywhere but at him, which was hard when he was staring at you intently with his sharp blue eyes.

when one time your eyes happened to lock with his, you gulped nervously as you both stared at each other, no words being said.

you noticed the look on satoru's face had changed, turning into one of worry and guilt. the sight of this made you frown but you were still too scared to say anything.

is he mad at me?

of course he's mad at you, he has every right to be. you've been giving him the cold shoulder for the last few days with no explanation of course he's mad-

"(y/n), did I do something wrong?" his voice cracked a little at the end breaking you out of your train of thoughts.

it pained you greatly to see him so fragile. this was satoru gojo we were talking about. one of the, if not the strongest sorcerers around. the power to probably destroy the school if he wanted.

yet there he was, sitting cross-legged in front of you and on the verge of tears. the sight almost made you too tear up, you had never felt so guilty before.

"no! you haven't done anything..." you quickly said looking at him before looking away once again.

"then why? why won't you look at me? why won't you talk to me? why are you avoiding me?" he said raising his voice a little but it still had a weak undertone to it.

you didn't know how to respond. you most definitely weren't going to explain the truth and spill your unrequited feelings for him just for this whole situation to get worse.

instead you hung your head low and fiddled with your fingers nervously. struggling to find any words at all. it was pathetic really.

but then, out of nowhere, your crush came straight up to you and clasped your hands in his.

you looked up at him at loss for words and mouth agape. he was looking back at you, his azure eyes showing signs of hurt, desperation and... love?

"please (y/n)," he started "you mean so much to me, i can't just let this- us, go." he pleaded looking you straight in the eye, not backing down for a second.

"i- uh i-" you stammered as your face flushed with embarrassment. you never thought he would care so much, that was until he next statement came.

"i like you (y/n). i mean it, i really do. i know you might've figured it out already but i just wanted to say tell you myself." he said going over your hands with his thumb, a soft smile on his face as he caressed them.

the way he called your name, the way he looked at you, the small blush on his face that was hard to miss. all these small details you suddenly started noticing you got you thinking the thing you wouldn't dare to hope.

he likes me back..?

you were so shocked that you didn't realise that you hadn't given him a response yet. satoru took this silence as a bad sign and let go of your hands, backing up a bit. his face morphing into one of regret.

'of course she doesn't feel the same, she's been ignoring me this whole time.'

"look, just forget i said anything." he let out a sigh "sorry what was I thinking-"

"i like you too, satoru." you cut him off giving him a smile. the one thing he longed for that he hadn't received from you in a long time.

a smile also tugged at his lips when his name left your lips and fell upon his ears, another thing he had longed for.

he quickly embraced you in a tight hug pushing you onto your back as you both lay on top of your bed, his head hidden in the crook of your neck.

the two of you stayed there holding each other for a while, taking in each other's presence. both silently glad that things weren't just back to normal, they were better.

he suddenly broke the hug for a second, pulled away and just simply looked at your face. you watched to see his eyes slowly wander down to your lips and then back up to your eyes, leaning in closer ever so slightly so that the two of you were face to face. he gave you a loving look as he place his palm on your cheek.

"can i...?" he murmured bringing his head closer so your noses were practically touching, you could feel his warm breath on your lips as he asked the question.

smiling nervously, you gave him a small nod. after receiving permission then wasted no time capturing your lips in a kiss.

both of your eyes flutter shut as his lips moved slowly against yours, his hands trailed to hold your waist as you put your own arms around his neck.

he pressed slightly harder into you as the kiss goes deeper, it was as if all the pent up desperation and seclusion from the past few days was all being poured out.

he kissed you with emotion, to show you that he really meant it.

and you felt like he meant it as well.

after a while when you had both ran out of breath, you pulled apart, you panted slightly as he let out a few shaky breaths but you both continued to stare deep into each other's eyes. as if being lost in each other's gaze was all you ever wanted to do.

he gave you a stupid grin before hugging you once more.

"i love you, (y/n)" he said in gentle voice slightly gripping harder onto your back as if he was afraid to let you go.

you hugged him back just as tight smiling to yourself. you never would've thought things to end up this way...

"i love you too, 'toru" you whispered back.

...but you definitely aren't complaining.

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[jabeur]

2 ppl liked this (grazieeeeee <3) i'm taking it as a yes so. basically how do i start saying no when i've been saying yes all the time????

ok but like if i genuinely ask you guys for advice will anyone listen to me orrrrr

[misotsukiiyeooo]

“Are you mad at me?”

Pairing: Chwe Vernon x F! reader

A/N: Hope you enjoy!

Genre: Angst + Fluff

Word count: 4.3k

Synopsis: Vernon couldn't tell that you were upset until hours later. So he attempts to make up for it.

Still upset with the fact that Vernon completely ignored you while you were talking to him. You decide to be a bit distant with him, petty you thought but you were still pretty upset.

"Babe, do you want to go outside with me? I'm going to the store." He peaks his head through the door viewing you lying on the bed, scrolling through your phone, not even looking at him you respond. "No, I'm alright." You state barely audible. He brushes it off and goes out. Time passes and you're sitting on the couch, away from him and you can't believe he still hasn't noticed your attitude towards him. Making you even more upset you get off the couch, mid-movie walking to the room, and slamming the door softly. An hour passes meaning the movie's over, Vernon walks into the bedroom, observing your body, facing the wall while you once again scroll through your phone. He raises an eyebrow, usually, you'd turn around and practically jump on him. But since yesterday you've been acting distant with him. Getting under the covers, resting his head on the pillow he bites his lip, nervously he looks over to your back. "Are you mad at me..?" Seeing you turn off your phone and make an excuse made his heart drop. "I'm tired." You pretend to go to sleep while Veron's now fidgeting with his fingers. "Oh alright..." He looks at your back for a couple more seconds before attempting to sleep himself.

The sun kissing your face wakes you up only to see the other side of the bed cold and empty. 'Way to make me grumpy in the morning' you thought. Getting out of bed walking to the bathroom only to see a pink post-it note on the mirror. Vernon's handwriting, you take the note reading it. "I had to go help Seungkwan out at his house, can you buy some more snacks for when I come back home?" Scoffing, you crumble the paper and throw it out.

Next thing you know, You're at the store getting his snacks. 'Why do I do these things to myself' You grunt filling up the basket with chips and candies. Driving home, you call Joshua, your therapist. "Hey, Y/n! What's up?" He answers jolly per usual. After ranting about Vernon you hear him hum. "Do you think he knows what he's done?" "No.." you know where this is going. "So then don't you think you should tell him? You know Vernon better than anyone, he won't know unless you tell him." You secretly knew all along however, it would've been nice if he at least acknowledged he was in the wrong. you huff, "You're right...like always. I'll tell him about it when I get home. Thanks, Shua." "Anytime, Y/n." You hang up, time to talk to Vernon. Sighing at the thought.

Walking into the house, eyes widening upon seeing Vernon hold a bouquet of your favorite flower and cute squishmellow. He bites his lips nervously. "Listen, I'm not exactly sure what I did...I sound like a fucked up boyfriend not paying to their girlfriend, but trust me I noticed you were upset. Probably a bit late but if you could explain to me what I've done wrong, I would never, ever do it again.." He emphasizes the 'ever'.

His nervousness turns into a worried expression after seeing you cry like a child. "Did I say something wrong?.." He attempts to approach you but stops himself mid-way. "Vernon, I-" You try to talk all choked up. "Vernon, I'm sorry, I should've talked about it with you instead of acting out of character...Now thinking about it, it was so stupid." He hugs you. "Tell me, if it upsetted you that much, I should know so I won't do it again." Calming down you mumble into his chest. "Well, I was trying to talk to you three days ago on the couch and you completely ignored me...I was pretty excited to talk about it but you didn't respond at all." You finally let out. "Oh my...Babe, I'm sorry but I'd never just ignore you for no reason. I had my AirPods in...I didn't realize they were that loud in my ear." You look up at him. "Are you telling the truth?" He chuckles and nods. "Great, now I've made a fool out of myself." Sinking your face into the crook of his neck he giggles. "I can't believe you actually thought I would ever ignore you. But still, I apologize for having my AirPods too loud in my ears. I won't do it again." Now chuckling, he wipes your tears. "Am I forgiven?" Admiring your face he picks back up the bouquet and squishmellow smiling. Grabbing his cheeks, tiptoeing, you kiss him. "Of course you are, Mr.Headphones."

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011. hurry up we're hungry (1k wc)

“Thank you all for joining today, and I hope you enjoyed the stream!” You speak towards your camera, waving goodbye to chat with a sweet smile. “See you guys on Wednesday for the fourth session of empires!”

You say a few more goodbyes before you finally shut down the stream, letting out a sigh. Playing with Yuyu went great, and you had a lot more fun than you thought you would. But after streaming for about five hours with him, you were ready to hit the sack and sleep until noon tomorrow. You're about to just walk away from your desk completely before a deep chuckle brings you from your sleep-filled thoughts.

“Feeling tired?” He questions. You totally forgot you were still on call with him, as he kept quiet while you did your outro.

“Yeah, a little,” you answer, laughing softly. “But, knowing me, I'll probably just be lying in my bed for hours, scrolling through TikTok.”

He lets out another laugh at that comment, “same, not gonna lie.”

You smile softly at his laughter, leaning back in your chair. “If you're not in any rush to head to bed,” you start, playing with the wire of your headphones. “Would you mind maybe chatting for a bit?” He falls silent for a bit, and you continue before he has a chance to answer. “Just because it feels like we don't know each other that well, is all. Want you to feel more comfortable with me, despite the whole war going on and stuff.”

“I'd love to,” he responds, and you can almost hear the smile in his voice. “I don't really know anyone on the server that well, to be honest, so I kinda needed this.”

“Not even Yeonjun?” You ask, hearing a quiet ‘nuh-uh’ as your answer. “I'm surprised seeing as he invited you to join the smp.”

“I think it's just because I'm another popular streamer, honestly,” Yuyu answers truthfully, and you hear the shuffle of his shoulders shrugging.

“But you're not just any other popular streamer. You're obviously more than that,” you tell him, a small frown forming on your lips. “How did you even start streaming? You started just over a year ago, right?”

“Yeah, July last year,” he tells her, finally smiling as he reminisces about that time. “I always played Valorant, you know, it's been my favorite game ever since it came out. So, when my friend suggested streaming in my downtime, it actually sounded really interesting.”

“You don't stream all that often, though,” you note. “You must not have a lot of downtime?”

He lets out a pained laugh at that, “you got that right. My job is pretty demanding,” he pauses for a moment. “But, I really enjoy it. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else.”

You smile at that, “that's really sweet.”

“I mean, that's how you feel about streaming, no?” He questions. “That's what I'm assuming, anyway. You stream a lot more than me, and it seems like you really enjoy doing it.”

“Yeah, I guess you're right,” you respond with a small nod, despite the fact that he can't see it. “God, I've been streaming for so long. It's not really a job for me anymore. You know? Like I can just hop on stream, play silly games with my friends, and it keeps me stable on top of all of that. It's crazy to see how far I've come and how far we've all come.”

“Yeah, you started way back when, huh?” He jokes, laughing through his nose. “Six years ago, right? Sorry, I have a friend who's a big fan, so I know a lot more than it might seem.”

“Aww, you do?” You tease, leaning forward once again to rest your chin on your hand. “I'd love to meet him one day.”

“Trust me, you do not,” he warns. “He's already threatened to crash my stream today. Almost disowned me after I killed you during the first empires session.”

You let out a soft chuckle, “that's cute. Come on, it won't be that bad if we just talk for a bit, you tell him, drawing out a couple of words.

He shakes his head lightly, “I'll think about it, alright? But I really don't think you two will be a good duo,” he starts, hearing your exaggerated gasp through his headphones. “He's crazy, and you're…. also crazy.”

“Wooow,” you exclaim, letting out a pained laugh. “Says the one who just blew me up the other day.”

“Hey, hey, that,” he pauses, chuckling. “That was an accident. I really did think Soobin was going to walk in first.”

“Oh, I'm so sorry for foiling your plans by walking into my building first,” you say, rolling your eyes. “Thank you for rebuilding it, though. Very sweet of you,” you tease, smiling softly.

You can just tell he's rolling his eyes in response, “it was the right thing to do, after killing you what? Three times now?”

“Even more if you count the Among Us stream,” you comment, giggling.

“Damn, I owe you big time, don't I?” He replies, sighing. “I'll make it up to you whenever you ask.”

Before you can respond, you hear a muffled voice coming from your headphones. Yuyu gives a quick ‘sorry,’ before responding to who you assume is his roommate. You sit there quietly, trying your best not to listen in or interrupt the two.

“Sorry, forgot I had plans with a few of my friends after the stream,” he comes back to you, frowning that your time together was cut short.

“No, it's all good, don't worry,” you tell him. “Go hang out with your friends, have fun.”

“Thanks for understanding,” he says, smiling. He hesitates, but doesn’t forget to tell you: “We should, uhm, do this again sometime. It was nice.”

You smile as well, “we should. I'm here whenever, alright?” You respond. “Well, unless Sungchan pulls me away. He gets a little jealous when others get more attention than him.” His deep chuckle rings through your ears again. “Talk to you later, Yuyu.”

“Yeah, talk to you later, Y/N,” he replies, waiting until you leave the call to finally close out of the app. He leans back in his chair again, smiling to himself.

synopsis ⤏ you're trying to peacefully build your starter house on the empires server when your neighbor so rudely (accidentally) kills you, starting the biggest war on the server just one day in.

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⋆ Taken Care Of ⋆

KYOYA X TAMAKI

Sickfic, you know the drill. Kyoya wakes up feeling on the verge of death (he has a minor illness), Tamaki insists on taking care of him. Set in the future when they’re both adults with jobs, no specific age, marital status or job clarification so go crazy with your headcanons I guess.

WARNINGS: The illness is unspecified but similar to the flu I guess, if you require specifics. I don’t think an emeto warning is necessary, there’s no vomit but possible slight reference to it?? Pretty easy to miss if that kind of thing doesn’t bother you, but I thought I should still mention it just in case. Pretty vague about sickness overall to be honest.

WORD COUNT: 1340

WILL BE POSTED ON Ao3 AND WATTPAD AT A LATER DATE AND EDITED AT THAT TIME WITH LINKS. THANKS FOR YOUR SUPPORT!!

Kyoya felt awful.

From the second he awoke he was hit with a searing pain in his forehead, which, as he discovered when bringing up a hand to grasp it in a futile attempt to calm the aching, was drenched with sweat. He nestled down into his blankets for a second, allowing himself a moment's relief before he got up to face the day. As terrible as he felt, and as much as he detested waking up this early, he simply couldn't be late for work. The very thought of leaving his bed was daunting — he was already far from being an early riser, but the condition he was in wasn't helping with that in the slightest. Still, he mused with a soft groan, if he didn't get up now he wasn't sure he ever would.

Reluctantly, Kyoya swung his legs out of bed and stood up — only to immediately stumble back onto the bed, vision blurred and stomach lurching. This movement seemed to wake up Tamaki, who stirred beside him with a confused "mrph?"

"Go back to sleep, Tamaki, you don't have to be up yet," Kyoya attempted to assure him, surprised at the raspy voice in which his words were spoken. He didn’t understand. He'd been fine last night, if a little more drowsy than usual, but now the very act of speaking felt akin to swallowing sandpaper.

Tamaki, ever-compassionate and caring for his partner's wellbeing, very annoyingly ignored him. "Kyo, are you okay?" He sat up, rubbing his eyes before looking worriedly at his partner. "You don't sound too well."

"I'll be fine," Kyoya insisted weakly. He tried once more to stand up, but every fibre of his body seemed intent on pulling him back down. "Just ... give me a second."

"You look terrible," Tamaki continued, lifting a hand to press against Kyoya's face. Kyoya couldn’t resist leaning in to the touch. "You feel terrible. You're boiling!"

"It's fine. I don't even feel too warm," Kyoya said, thinking it best to leave out the perhaps more concerning detail that he was, in fact, shivering.

Tamaki removed his hand to instead wrap his arms around Kyoya’s waist, gently yet firmly tugging him further into the bed. "Please come back to bed, mon amour. You can't go to work in this state!"

Kyoya considered it. It wouldn't be right to infect anyone else, he supposed — and he really did just want to crawl back into bed for all eternity (or, until he felt a little bit better at the very least).

"Maybe I should," he finally admitted with a sigh. He climbed back under the covers, practically melting into the comfort of his still-warm pillow as the mattress — Kyoya still had no idea as to how Tamaki had acquired one quite so soft — caressed his aching limbs.

"Good, because I'm not letting you leave this house — no, this bed — until you're better."

"Is that so?" Kyoya responded dryly. He rolled his tired eyes at Tamaki's dramatic declaration, before allowing them to flutter shut once more.

He'd surprised himself, giving in so easily like that. He ought to go back on his decision and find a way to get his work done regardless. He'd worked through illnesses before; it was just what he'd been raised to do, he supposed. But things had been different since Tamaki entered his life — Tamaki would practically force Kyoya to take breaks ever since they were younger, even when he wasn't ill. He didn't quite understand that, and wrote it off as some overprotective nature Tamaki had developed from his own upbringing while caring for his sick mother — but it did help him. Kyoya would feel better after spending time with Tamaki even when he hadn't realised he’d previously been feeling badly at all. On a similar note, Tamaki had filled a gap in Kyoya's life he hadn't known had been there to begin with, so he supposed that was just the effect Tamaki had. Now, he vaguely felt the man in question press a soft kiss to his forehead, the rest of his surroundings an incomprehensible haze as he drifted (quite without meaning to) into slumber.

Kyoya hadn't the slightest idea of how long he'd been asleep, but when he awoke he felt the most well-rested he'd been for perhaps as long as he could remember.

The door creaked open, startling Kyoya. Shouldn't Tamaki be at work by now? What time was it, even?

"I’m sorry, I didn't mean to wake you!" Tamaki whisper-yelled, as though the act of lowering his voice would magically send Kyoya right back to sleep.

"It's fine, I was already —" Kyoya began, then, remembering why he's been so startled in the first place, deflected with, "forget that. What are you doing here?"

"Hm? I live here, silly." Tamaki walked further into the room, revealing to Kyoya a tray he was balancing in his hands. Kyoya was now propped up onto his elbows, looking inquisitively at his partner.

"You're meant to be at work." Shit. Work. He'd completely forgotten in his exhaustion to inform them of his absence.

"I already told them I'm not coming in today," said Tamaki. He must have noticed Kyoya's panicked expression, because he added, "I did the same for you too."

Kyoya frowned. Tamaki seemed fine, particularly given the lack of the dramatics that usually accompanied any illness Tamaki subtracted. "You're not sick as well, are you?"

"No! I just want to take care of you."

That was what Kyoya had feared. "I can take care of myself," he told him with an exasperated sigh. "There's no reason for us both to miss work. I didn't even want to in the first place."

Tamaki let out a fond laugh. "You don't have to be so independent, mon cheri. I'm sure you can take care of yourself, but I want to be here to help. It won't hurt to let yourself be taken care of for once!" He sat beside Kyoya; gingerly, so as not to send the contents of the tray flying. "Now, are you hungry? I thought it best not to bring anything else unless you wanted it, I know how funny you get with food when you're unwell, but I'll make you anything you want. Drinks included — but have some water first, okay?"

As Tamaki continued his ramblings, Kyoya looked properly at the tray for the first time. It was one of the nicer ones they owned; lilac and white china, emblazoned with a beautiful rose pattern. It may well have been Kyoya's favourite, if he were to choose one. Set upon it was a jug of water beside a tall, ice-filled glass, as well as a miniature vase which proudly displayed a singular violet rose. Kyoya smiled despite himself. Trust Tamaki to go all out, even for something so simple as preparing a glass of water.

"You'll have to go back to work tomorrow," Kyoya said, pouring himself some water as instructed. It wasn't as though either of them desperately needed to be in work — they quite obviously had more than enough money to get by — it was the principle of missing work that unnerved Kyoya so.

"It's almost like you don't want me here," Tamaki chuckled.

Kyoya raised an eyebrow, not indulging Tamaki's joke, though he couldn’t help but to inwardly remark on just how untrue it was. "I just don't want you skipping work for no good reason.”

"You're a good reason," Tamaki said, his voice earnest as he handed Kyoya the now-full glass. "I want to be here for you whenever you need me."

Kyoya didn't know how to respond to that (Tamaki could find a way to make anything a grand declaration of love, and though Kyoya loved the fool right back all the more for it, those moments never failed to catch him off guard), so he took the glass in one hand, and Tamaki's free hand in the other.

Tamaki was most certainly going to be in work tomorrow, even if Kyoya had to drag him there himself. But for now he was too tired to argue, so he decided, for once, to let himself be taken care of.

[doe-eyed-fool]

Prey | Chapter Five

Alastor x Fem!Reader

Your heart rate began to pick up. Maybe you were just tired, and your mind was playing tricks on you. Yeah. Yeah that had to have been it. It's not like there was anyone other than you and Alastor in the house.

That would be ridiculous, to think that. And it's not like Alastor would have someone here and no tell you. Why would he feel the need to do that? He wouldn't. Simple.

If that were the case, then what did you see just now?

You take a few steps away from the door and narrow your eyes, trying to see in the dark.

There was that feeling of unease again. You took a deep breath, and exhale shakily. There was no one else here. There was no need to be worrying like this.

You should just go back upstairs and back to bed. Alastor would come back eventually. Even though it worried you, you had a feeling he'd be fine.

Suddenly the lights were turned on.

You gasped sharply and turned around, you were met with Alastor standing in the doorway.

"Y/n...What are you doing up this late?" He asked, slightly shocked. "I...I heard some noises outside. And you weren't here." You explained. "I got worried about you." Your attention was suddenly caught by the sight of blood on Alastor's shirt cuffs and hands.

"What happened?" You asked, pointing it out. Alastor was silent for a moment before answering. "I had to take care of some things in that shed. I have a place set up not too far into those woods, for hunting. Brought some things down there for the next time I go hunting, and ended up cutting my hand." Before you could speak, he continued. "I'm fine. You should go back upstairs Y/n, I'll take care of this alright?"

"Are you sure?" You ask. "I don't mind to help you."

"Y/n. It's late, really, you should be sleeping. I'll take care of it." Alastor said, and despite his calm smile, he seemed a bit tense. You sigh. "Ok...Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Alastor watched as you made your way back up the stairs. Once he was sure you were gone, he sighed.

"Might as well turn in too."

The next day, Alastor offered to take you shopping. He insisted, saying now that you were a performer, you should look the part. You couldn't argue with that, and went along with him.

Mimzy had told you you'd be preforming soon, within the next week in fact. It so close by, and as the day came that you would finally preform in front of a real crowd, the more nervous you became. This wasn't like singing front of your parents. This wasn't like singing in front of Alastor and Mimzy.

You'd be singing for a live audience. And as exciting as that sounded, you couldn't help but overthink. What if you mess up somehow? Forget this lyrics, or stumble on stage, or just make a fool of yourself in front of all those people?

Alastor knew you were worried, he tried his best to reassure you and tell you you would do just fine. But his words could only do so much. 

As you were in the dressing room, you started to notice Alastor placing clothes over the door from the other side, that weren't all clothes that you came here for. Some were just casual dresses and a few nice evening ones thrown in too. You raise an eyebrow before rolling your eyes.

"Alastor." You say, in a light scolding manner. "Yes?" Alastor innocently responded. "We came here for just a few dresses for my nights preforming. Why did you pick out so many others?" You ask. 

"Why dear, of course you'd want to look your best outside of preforming." Alastor tells you. "The more you sing for folks, the more you will be recognized outside of the lounge. You can't wear just anything!"

You supposed your normal dresses weren't up to the standards of famous singers. What if one day you did get that far? Wearing old hand me down dresses, some that had to be sewn back together, wouldn't do your image any good. Of course, you would still keep those dresses, as they were given to you by your dear mother.

"Alright. But just a few. Please do not buy out this entire store, Alastor." You tell him before grabbing one of the dresses. 

"Oh? But you'd look so good in everything here." 

You were thankful there was a door hiding your embarrassment and hot face. You decided to ignore that. "I mean it, just a few." You say firmly. Alastor chuckles. "If you wish."

Tonight was a big night for you, your very first performance. You could hardly believe it, your heart was beating wildly in your chest as you stand backstage. You paced back and forth, trying to calm yourself. You kept telling yourself you'd be fine, but your nerves wouldn't listen. 

"Y/n!"

You turn your head to see Alastor approaching you. "Alastor? What are you doing here?" You ask. You knew he'd be here to see you, but what was he doing back stage? Mimzy must have allowed him back here. "I'm here because I had a feeling you'd be a little jittery." Alastor tell you. You sigh and nod your head. "I am..."

"You shouldn't be, dear. You'll do just fine! I've heard you sing, you're a natural! And you most certainly look the part." You didn't doubt that last part. You wore a flashy flapper dress and matching arm gloves. Your hair and makeup were seemingly flawless. You barely looked like your old self, all dolled up.

"I still can't help but worry, Alastor. What if something goes wrong?" Alastor shakes his head with a chuckle. "Like what, my dear?" He asks. "Well, what if I trip on stage? Or, what if I forget the lyrics? Or my voice cracks?" You list. Alastor places his hand on your shoulder. "Y/n, none of that will happen. You are simply overthinking. I'll tell you what will happen when you go out there."

"You will dazzle the audience with your beauty, and then knock them all dead with that lovely voice of yours!" 

Your face heated slightly at his words. "Alastor?" He hums in response. Suddenly your words were caught in your throat. You wanted so desperately to tell him how you felt, that you loved him so much, more than anything. And yet...

"Thank you."

You couldn't do it.

The song that the band was playing on stage had slowly came to an end, as the crowd applauded their performance. You were up next.

"Of course dear. Now, knock em' dead! I'll be right there in the crowd." 

You give Alastor a weak smile before walking ahead, and onto the stage. The crowd clapped as you entered. You gave a small wave before walking up to the microphone. The crowd went quiet, and the music began to play.

Look at me, I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree; And I feel like I'm clingin' to a cloud I can't understand I get misty, just holding your hand Walk my way

And a thousand violins begin to play Or it might be the sound of your hello That music I hear I get misty, the moment you're near Can't you see that you're leading me on?

You couldn't help but think of Alastor as you sang those words. He must have some sort of clue of what he does to your heart, when he speaks to you so sweet and kind. They way he makes you feel so important, so special. 

Surely he knows. Doesn't he? But if he does, if he does know what he's doing, and he continues to do so...

Your eyes found Alastor in the crowd. 

Then perhaps it's better you don't give into his game. If that's what this was. 

And it's just what I want you to do Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost That's why I'm following you On my own

Would I wander through this wonderland alone Never knowing my right foot from my left My hat from my glove I'm too misty, and too much in love Too misty And too much In love

The sound of clapping filled your ears, and you take a step back from the mic with wide eyes. They liked it, they like your performance, they liked your singing, they liked you. A wide smile fell upon your face before bowing slightly. You waved your hand before walking off stage.

You couldn't believe it. Your first performance! 

And it was a success! 

[reinerswarrior]

Heeeeey So I was wondering if you'd be up to writing a oneshot where Reiner and Reader are in the woods together and she falls down into a freezing lake or river and he has to warm her up (WINK WINK) and then he can't control himself

A Near Miss And An Icy Kiss

(WARNINGS: smut

“Cmon Reiner-! Live a little-!”

You groan as you perch on the edge of the bed, playing with the blanket draped on your lap and you stare pleadingly at the blonde who was sitting cross legged and arms crossed, his eyes closed as he shook his head with a frown

"It's too cold..and not to mention that we would be sneaking out past lights out and I'm not really in the mood for getting my ass chewed out by Shadis"

He grumbled and you gave him a glare before shaking your head and huffing,copying his pose as you cross your arms and stick out your tongue at him

You and Reiner had been the latest 'thing' in the corps. You had been courting each other ever since that night that you two had an argument and he had put everything aside to confess his love to you but it wasn't the best way...well if shoving you against the wall and sucking your face could be a wrong way..

But you had decided right then and there that he would be yours and that you would be his

Ever since then you two had been inseparable, except at night when the lights went out and females and males separated into their own dorm and you were annoyed at having to be separated but soon you figured out how to sneak through the windows and past the nightly sentries to sneak into the male dorms and sneak past all the bunks to climb up into his bed

The first time scared the shit out of him when he woke up to a firm body pressing down on his but it was your lips pressing against his that calmed him down before he could say anything. The next few nights you would manage to sneak through and lay with him. After a while the cadets had been moved to new areas after graduation and luckily this meant cadets were paired up and two were roomed together at a time

Your roomate had been agreeable with you and refused to tell anyone about your nightly adventures to sneak into Reiners room, and his tall roomate was too shy to even dare speak up a bout anything much less about your little rebellions..in fact he wouldn't even speak to you at all unless spoken to but you weren't offended for you knew it was just his personality.

Now currently you were perched on Reiners bed trying to get him to come with you on a walk in the woods because you were restless and you just wanted some time with your lover without anyone around just for comfort but he was as stubborn as an ox which made a lot of sense.

"Fine..Bertholdt do you want to go?" The said males head looked up from the book he was reading, his eyes wide and surprised at being addressed and then his cheeks flushed shyly as he shook his head slightly

"N-No thank you..I-I'm kind of tired" He says softly and you pout before you get to your feet and you definitely noticed how Reiners eyes had now opened and were staring at you

"I'll just go by myself then" You say candidly as you push your hair behind your ears and pad silently across the Floor to the window but you heard the thump of Reiners feet hitting the wood floor as he sighed. "Hold on there...let me put on my shoes and I'll come with you, I suppose" He says as he leaned over and you watch as he puts on his brown leather shoes and stands up,adjusting his belt that held his trousers up

After a few seconds he had stood and made the way to the window,crawling out before holding it up and making sure you didn't hit your head as you climbed out after him and then you looked back to see the tall figure of bertholdt standing at the window as he leaned out. "You two be careful" He says softly before the window closed and Reiner responded with a wave as you gave the taller male a smile and then you hooked your arm in his and walk with him happily

He strode beside you,squeezing your arm which made you smile as you lead him into the woods and the area became dark due to the forest and the many trees. After a few minutes you had reached the shoreline of a long winding river and you were enjoying the view but shivering slightly in the crisp air

"See I told you it was cold" Reiner grumbled and you looked at him before scoffing "you aren't even shivering you giant meat heater" you say as you bump shoulder roughly and he rolled his eyes but his lips curled upwards slightly in amusement.

"Meat heater?" He repeated you as he shook his head and he bumped you back

It was unfortunate timing, for just as he made contact your heel had skidded on the soft gravel like rocks next to the shore and the combination knocked you off balance and you lost your balance.

"SHIT-!" You hiss as you tried to regain balance but you flailed too much and before you knew it you were hitting the water.

Holy Ymir was it cold-

You sputtered as the icy water covered your skin and you managed to fall right into the deeper part with less of a slope but at least you could manage to get your feet on the bottom and then you were just about to stand when a hand grabbed your arm so hard it hurt and you were hauled out of the water and onto the shore

"F-F-Fuck I-it's s-so..co-o-ol-l-l-d!" Your teeth were chattering when he pulled you closer and you could barely see it, but there was a clear expression of distress on the blondes face as he pulled you against his chest. "Jesus, y/n!" He exclaimed as water soaked through his shirt from your body being pressed up against it and he looked down at you in worry

"I told you it was too cold..your going to freeze to death..here..take off your clothes" He says as you freeze and stare at him,making him realize how weird that sounded and he shook his head.

"Not being creepy- You just need the wet clothes off...at least your shirt- you can wear mine"

He insists as he looked away and you could see a direct flush on his cheeks while he licked his lips and spoke again, already peeling his green shirt off his body and shoving it at you with his head still turned to the side and he grunted.

 "Ill keep my head turned...Just hurry before you freeze to fucking death" He says firmly and you stared at him with your mouth parted but it was because of those muslces.. the man had muscles for days and despite shivering your ass off, You suddenly felt warm inside while you shakily accept his shirt and peel your own shirt off

"We walked too far to make it back before you freeze" The blonde continued as he kept his head turned and you meekly pull his shirt over your head.

God it smells good.. Just like him...

You clutch the shirt your wearing and it was oversized on you, but yet fit just right and he turned towards you and looked down at your soaked pants. "thats not good either...but you need to warm up..." He says but it was obvious what he was implying you should do but he didnt want to say it because it felt like he was being creepy but you understood he only meant well and you nodded. "B-But you need to be warm too-" You say and even though he said he was fine, you could see the way he was shivering ever so slightly as well as the way his nipples hardened and you knew he needed to keep warm too so you made a split second decision

In an instant your hands reached down, undoing your pants and sliding them off as the male watched with his eyes wide and his mouth agape but he couldnt see anything since his shirt covered you up very nicely but he swallowed dryly and averted his eyes before he felt your hand tugging on his arm. "Your cold too.." You say and he stared at you hard for several minutes before he decided to hesitantly

speak. “So are you saying……”

You watch him swallow thickly as his voice trailed off and then you just smiled before curling your finger and he was instantly on you,his warm body pressing against yours slowly and gently, but the warmth of his body was what got you the most and you were shivering, your teeth were chattering from the freezing water and his body moved almost in a panic when he realized just how dangerously cold you were

“Shit…Was the water THAT cold-!!” He gasped and he pushed himself against you and guided you both to the ground as you cuddled into his warmth and he was legitimately worried that you were going to freeze to death,while you on the other had was worried about pressing too close to his hips but with how he was pushing his body against yours you had no choice but to just lay there still, and hope it wasn’t too obvious that you were aware of him pushing against you and the shape of him against the shape of you and the feeling of his barely clothed shaft against your cunt even though it was unintentional, it made you clench your thighs together,squeezing him between them

There was a pause and you looked up to see golden eyes peering straight down at you with the most intense look you had ever seen in your entire life and your mouth parted in a shocked expression and you were dumbfounded. Lust was written all over his face as his eyes searched yours and you couldn’t help but to clench your thighs around him more.

“R-Reiner…My pants are wet” You murmured and he didn’t respond but the smirk on his lips said it all as he reached down and unbuttoned your jeans before sliding them down gently,pulling them from your legs and as soon as you were undressed beneath him his body was back to smothering you while you looked your arms around his neck

“My big boy~” You murmur next to his ear and he tended before a low growl left his lips after rumbling in his chest as he shook his head and then his lips were pressing against your neck and he sucked on your smooth skin and tainted it with deep purple bruises that announced that you were claimed and he hissed. “You’re so fucking sexy…even looking like a drowned rat” He says and you respond with a huff and you push him away playfully

The man came right back and his teeth buried themselves in your neck so hard that he tasted blood and he sucked gently in the wound as you moan out a long drawl of his name and you could feel the brawny male start to throb against you, hardening as you roll your hips the best you can and you were a moaning mess underneath him with lustful fire flowing through both of your veins.

Then his lips met yours in the most passionate and intense kiss of your life. It knocked the breath out of you but you stuck your tongue out to dance with his while all the chill left your body only to be replaced by heat, and it covered you and it wasn’t just water that was soaking your underwear now, but you could feel that Reiner was in the same boat as the male began to rock his hips into yours, sliding that hardened erection of his against you

Fuck he was big, you weren’t sure if you were quite ready for him but you had already decided when you kissed him that you wanted him. “Please…warm me up…from the inside out” you murmured and his eyes widened as he pulled away for air and he panted eagerly before he nodded and sat up on his haunches with no hesitation.

You spread your legs and let the blonde have his way with you

Words can’t describe how it felt to be penetrated by the blonde, his thick shaft stretching your walls apart inch by excruciatingly slow inch, but you gripped onto his back and he licked your neck, whispering things into your ear but you whined and then swallowed thickly before you spoke

“N-Not my first time…Just go in already-!” You gasp as the male looked down at you. “Fuck y/n..You really think?” He says

He had to take one look at your face to figure out that you weren’t joking and without another objection, he pushed his hips forward and he was instantly balls deep as he let out a strained grunt and you let out a gasp of relief at finally being filled to the brim.

His face was twisted in pleasure while he began to plunge into your walls,his hood sweeping back and forth in a smooth motion while you scrambled to hold onto him in the fast pace he initiated, your walls stretching to accommodate him and it squelched while his balls slapped against your ass.

“Fuck-…Reiner-!…keep going-!….don’t stop-!!” You squeal and his hands grip the ground as his palms lay on either side of your head, propping himself up as he growled. “Oh I won’t, princess…won’t stop till I make you cum-!” He promises while his hips began to buck eagerly over and over, getting harder and harder as he speared your hole with his cock.

“That’s it…clench for me, My love” He rasped as he felt your cunt convulse and you began to grope around anywhere to get your bearing while you felt the most intense orgasm approach and your movements got more frantic and then two strong hands gripped yours and forced them to the ground right when your back arched like a woman possessed and you came with a cry, squirting around Reiners cock

“Oh fuck me-!” Reiner exclaimed and his hips sped up even faster as they got sloppy and he was giving you everything he had as he snarled but it all came to a halt and you heard him cry out in a gravely tone while his face twisted and then warmth filled your insides, hot and thick and it made you instantly not even register the cold air.

“Mm…Mm….oh-….” Reiner whimpered as he held onto you and his body shook,staying seated deeply within you and you could feel the way his cock pumped, delivering the last little bit of cum he could give you before it shrunk,softening but still keeping you decently plugged.

You collapsed back against the ground and Reiner did the same,keeping you warm as he lay on top of you and you caught your breath after a few minutes.

“You really…Really didn’t have to help” You panted as you run your fingers through his sweaty blonde hair and he tilted his head and looked up at you with a slight smile before he let out a chuckle.

“What can I say?Just trying to keep you warm”

[captain-clueless]

Late night project || Draco Malfoy

Draco Malfoy x Female reader Previously written on my wattpad account but I rewrote it This is my first time writing a one-shot on here, any tips would be appreciated &lt;3

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There's nothing better than a Saturday night when you're in your pajamas and enjoying the company of your fellow housemates. At least that's how you had wished to spend it.

You were sat in the Slytherin common room tapping your fingers on the desk lost in thought. It had recently come to your attention that there was a project that Professor Snape had set that was due on Monday morning. Luckily though it wasn't a solo project. In fact you had been paired with the ultimate drama king, who also happened to be your boyfriend, Draco Malfoy.

The both of you had come together in the early morning to prepare your project and still, you were sat working on it. In front of you laid many open books about centaurs, many pages of parchment laid around them from the notes that had been taken.

The day was finally dawning down on you, you were exhausted and it seemed that Draco was too. His eyes looked dull and tired, his mouth formed a slight pout and his hair had been messed up from his hand as he brushed it back in frustration. The notes he was making from the Centaur books were starting to look sloppy and his handwriting getting bigger and bigger.

You had no idea how either of you had managed to get this far in a day, but here you bother were.

Draco leaned back in his chair and smirked as he noticed your gaze on him, "Like what you see?". A small blush of embarrassment covered your cheeks as you snapped yourself from your thoughts.

You look at the Centaurs on the open page that was sat on the desk and hummed in response to his question, "Well, I always have had a thing for centaurs...", you lean forward and trace your fingers along the page while quickly glancing at Draco who seemed to roll his eyes.

He twirls the quill in his fingers before putting it down onto the desk, "I cant believe we've covered half of the topic already, by tomorrow we should have this finished...", He rubs his eyes tiredly and leans his head back on the chair, "What time is it?"

You move your long sleeve out the way to look at your watch.

A fond memory of Hermione slips into your mind as she brought you the watch for your birthday. You didn't think anyone knew it was your birthday. It was only when you entered the great hall were you surrounded by everyone wishing you a happy birthday.

You peer around the common room unaware of how silent it had gotten over the past few hours.

Where's the prefect?

"Drake, It's coming up to 1:30 in the morning. I don't understand how nobody told us to go bed...Have you seen the prefect at all?" Draco peers around the common room much like how you had done and looks back down at the project.

"You can go to bed if you'd like. I still owe you from the other week thanks to Potter." His words come out almost like venom from a snake at the mention of Harry.

You ponder for a moment before eyeing him curiously, "But then tomorrow I'd have to write up all your notes which would take me even longer while you'd be finished sooner...So that doesn't really work unless I stayed here and caught up with your notes currently."

He smiles, looking to the side of him before back at you, but he doesn't respond.

Instead he simply stares at you tiredly before gently holding your hand and moving to crouch in front of you. You follow his other hand with your eyes as he slowly tucks a piece of hair behind your ear. "Go to sleep, I'll catch up on it all for you as you're worried about it," You open your mouth to protest but he stands abruptly, "if you don't go to sleep then I'm going to bed myself and leaving you to do it on your own. Go sleep."

You huff at him and remove yourself from your chair before making your way to a nearby couch. You feel eyes on you as you take the cushions and move them to the end before you lie down, "I'll go sleep but I'm not leaving you on your own down here. Gotta protect you if a monster comes," she laughed to herself quietly, "Night Draco"

"Goodnight"

The top of the Malfoy's ears tint with a faint of red before turning around back to the desk. His heart fluttered as he thought about the girl behind him. He was lucky to have her yet he didn't or couldn't understand why she wanted to be with him, he didn't deserve someone so special. No matter the occasion she would make his days better, she never failed to help him regardless of the issue and yet he felt he hadn't done anything for her. He knew he was tough work, especially when it came down to his nemesis Harry Potter.

He sighed picking up the quill and looking over her papers. It wasn't the best handwriting but he liked it either way.

After sticking his head down for another hour or so, he finally retired from the project for the night. He collected all the papers they had used and put them to one side, moving the unused ones to the other side. The books remained open as they would be starting again when they both had awakened.

Draco walked to where his girlfriend lay and crouched to see her sleeping face. He slowly ran his finger ever so slightly down the side of her face, though it wasn't as warm as he'd hoped.

He carefully pulled the blanket down on her body and gently tucked it around her, followed by a small kiss to her forehead before sitting on the floor and leaning against the couch.

He looked at the large glass window that viewed into the lake and wondered if there would be another time as calm as this.

[elgascreamslikehell]

WIP Wednesday

Cause it's still wednesday in Paris and I'm also in Paris.

I'm not tagging anyone but if you for some reason want to know where this is going - interact with this and I'll tag you next time!

***

Buck hears the door open and freezes, not entirely awake. Maybe it's already morning? Hell it's so uncomfortable not to see. He should have been more careful on that call. Ok, it's too quiet for morning, so it should be still night. He finds his phone and turns it on.

'Five hours thirty six minutes', - it's totally not morning. But… he could swear he heard the door. Who could it be? 

Buck leaves the bed, finds the bat - kinda funny Eddie keeps it here - and goes to the hall 

'Who's there?!', - well, what else can he do right now? Attack first, ask later could be rude! And blind attacks could totally break something. The answer leaves him unarmed: 'Buck… put my bat down, it's me'.

'Eddie? What are you doing here?', - Buck was pretty sure he'll come back only in the morning. Or even the next day, after the shift. 

'I live here', - Eddie smiles. Even not seeing Buck can tell, something in Eddie's voice is changing when he smiles: 'I know. I mean… Didn't you have a date?'

There's this noise when Eddie puts off his jacket before he speaks: 'Yes. I had a date. Now I'm here.', - usually, in Buck's mind, dates with this context don't end up in the middle of the night, so he says it: 'I thought you'd stay there'

Pause

'Well, i did not. Put the bat away, Buck, and go back to sleep, I'm sorry i woke you up'

'You didn't answer our texts, Chris was worried!',- actually, Buck was much more worried after all but hardly likely it makes sense.

'I know. I apologize in the morning. Now I just want to lie down. So let's postpone this talk, okay?' 

Something in his voice sounds wrong but Buck can't guess what specifically

'Okay… everything is fine? I mean…', - how did the sex go, that's what he means. But who asks this kind of question? 

'Evan, please…', - he is really tired and needs to think about a lot of stuff. And take an Advil. Discussion is just not on the table now

'Fine. I can wait for you, if you want', - it's really strange how fast Buck creates a habit to sleep with Eddie using him as a big comforter. Giant pillow. Enormous hugging toy. Eddie just emits coziness and calmness. Not that it doesn't bother Buck but to be honest not that it's bothering him that much

'Not today. Sorry. By the way, can I use your car?'

'Well, yes, it's still at the station but I'll give you the keys. Why?'

'I need to go to the mall. Buy a new phone', - now there should be a pretty fucking good explanation and Buck demands it: 'I meant why you can't use your car but now i also have a question about your phone. Is everything ok?'

Pause

'Well, there's a possibility I've got into some accident and broken my car. And lost my phone. And..',- Buck hears Eddie stumbles: 'And also got a light concussion'

Buck freezes: 'Excuse you? Accident? Concussion?', - Chris was right. Something was totally wrong. 

'It's nothing, really. Some bruises and this, i had a pretty good safety system as you know'

'Eddie..', - Buck tries, he really tries to be calm: 'What the hell are you talking about?', - well, he did try. He just didn't succeed.

'There's a big slam on the highway. Some trucks collapsed, twelve cars were affected.. there was 133 and our b-shift, so i helped for some time and then i was caught by captain Mehta and sent home', - Buck is mad. Like really mad: 'He sent you home?! Not to the ER?!'

Eddie laughs: 'I might say I have a personal first responder at home. I might miss the fact he's blind. And he checked me, so I'm fine. Just a little dizzy'

'You go to bed. With me. Don't argue. I need to control your state.'

Eddie keeps quiet for some time

'Fine. I'm too exhausted for this now. And too dizzy'

'I can call an ambulance', - actually that's a good idea, thinks Buck. Why the hell did you come home instead of the ER? Why the hell were you even driving somewhere??

'But what's with Eric then?'

'Oh fuck… I'll call him tomorrow'

'Eddie. I mean, you were on a date. How did you end up in the car crash?'

'Doesn't matter. Hell'

Buck hears him holding onto the wall and goes forward to catch his hand: 'I've got you', - that phrase gives Eddie a sad smile, fortunately Buck can't see it: 'Thanks, Evan'

***

[imtrashraccoon]

Existential dream invaders anyone? No? Alright then...suit yourself...

@scrambledmeggys

First Day, Previous Day, & Next Day.

Day 22: Nightmares

You blearily opened your eyes and rolled over to glance at your alarm clock. With a groan, you buried your face back into your pillow in a futile attempt to go back to sleep.

No matter if it was the weekend or not, you always seemed to wake up around six a.m. without fail. Sure, you could probably stay up much later or exercise before bed, but your sleep schedule was so screwed up from years of getting up early for college and now your job, that you didn't have much faith you could improve it at all.

After a couple of minutes, you tossed the blankets off and got out of bed to start your day. At least you could relax today and not rush to work like usual. Maybe you'd even treat yourself and make a latte this morning.

So you made yourself a healthier breakfast than you normally had time for and sat out on the balcony to watch the sun rise with your coffee. As the first rays of light passed over the mountain that gave this city it's name and bathed the world in light, you got an odd feeling that you couldn't put your finger on.

Something just felt...wrong.

Before you could question this feeling further though, your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the sliding door opening.

"Up early again, Ria?"

That voice.

You felt your breath catch in your throat and quickly turned towards the familiar sound.

There, still dressed in an old t-shirt and basketball shorts, was your best friend. He yawned and attempted to rub the sleep from his eyes, before flashing you a tired smile.

"You should really take care of yourself more," he chided softly.

A lump formed in your throat and you couldn't find the words to respond. "Terry..." you managed to croak out and went to reach out for him.

He didn't seem to notice how emotional you'd become all of the sudden and continued talking as normal. "Yeah, yeah, I know you can't control your sleeping patterns. Have you looked into getting something for that?" he asked.

"I... What? I sleep fine, what are you talking about...?"

"Eh, I'm no expert on that stuff. Forget I asked I guess." He ran his hands through his tousled brown hair and glanced out at the mountain thoughtfully. "Are you sure you're going to be okay while I'm gone?"

You stared at him as it occurred to you why he didn't seem to be listening to you.

This wasn't real.

It was in fact merely the memory of your last conversation together.

"Hey, don't worry so much, Ria. I trained for this climb for months and my instructor has been rock climbing for half his life. I'll be fine!" He turned and put a hand on your shoulder, although it seemed to phase through your body instead. "Tell you what, when I get back, let's do something to celebrate. I'll have finally achieved my personal goal!"

You wanted to scream and beg him not to go, as he wouldn't come back, but you couldn't. So there was no point; he couldn't hear you afterall. So instead, you just sat there numbly as he continued the one sided conversation.

The edges of your vision began to blur and mix together like static. You knew you were spiraling and yet, you couldn't bring yourself to surface. There was no point in going on. He was gone and here you were forced to sit through this pain.

Suddenly, you felt someone's hand rest on your shoulder. It was cold and wasn't soft like human hands were. For a moment, you felt a flicker of joy but as soon as you looked up to see who it was, your blood ran cold. While the hand belonged to a skeleton, it wasn't either of the two you knew, rather this was someone you'd never seen before.

He was fairly tall, maybe not quite as tall as Papyrus, but close. He was also less angular and while he had red eyelights like the brothers, his seemed to be more like a vermillion red. His mouth was lined with sharp teeth and his phalanges were far more pointy than either brother's were; they reminded you of needles or tweezers, although they were still thicker than human finger bones. He also had two cracks in his skull, one starting at his right eye socket and traveling up, while the other traveled down to his smile from his left, and his hands had holes in the backs of them. He appeared to be wearing a black trenchcoat with a red turtleneck sweater underneath, but you couldn't tell if he was wearing anything else.

The world had turned greyscale around you and time had seemingly frozen as well. Terence looked like he was mid thought but he still wore a happy smile on his face.

This was new...

Turning your attention back to the strange skeleton, you cleared your throat and managed to find your voice. "Who are you...?" you whispered.

He tilted his skull questioningly and his crooked smile widened at the sound of your voice. You didn't know if he could understand you but at least he could hear you.

He spoke slowly at first as if he was uncertain about doing so. Unfortunately, you couldn't even begin to figure out what he was trying to tell you. His voice came out heavily garbled as if his non-existent vocal cords had been badly injured at some point. He could also be speaking another language but you couldn't tell, as the closer you tried to listen, the more disoriented you became. For some reason or other, you began to experience an intense ringing in your ears that quickly had you doubled over in pain.

Thankfully, he seemed to realize how distressed you had become and stopped speaking. While it took a moment for the ringing to subside, you were extremely grateful when it did.

Pulling yourself together, you finally managed to stand up straight again. "I'm sorry... I can't understand you," you said.

He frowned slightly and crossed his arms. At first you thought he might be upset, and while that was still a possibility, he seemed more disappointed than anything if the way he looked down at you was any indication. It made you feel rather small, almost like a child, with the way his eyelights seemed to critically analyse you.

"Do you know sign language...?" you asked tentatively and signed the words as you spoke.

He narrowed his eye sockets as he studied your hand movements. After a moment, he brought his own hands up and began to slowly sign back.

"I am...a little...familiar..."

You looked around at the still monotone city before turning back to him. "Is this all just a dream then?"

"Of a sort..." He trailed off, seemingly trying to figure out how to explain it in a way you could understand. "You are experiencing a memory...within a dream..."

You nodded, "I figured as much, but that doesn't explain why you're here. The human brain can't make up faces without having seen the owner and I'm pretty sure I would remember meeting another skeleton..." You studied him thoughtfully as you trailed off.

His smile widened considerably but in an unsettling way that sent chills down your spine. "You...catch on quickly... I like that..." he signed.

You were about to respond, when a loud Crack sent you reeling and searching for the source of the sound. It turned out to be a quickly splintering tear in the middle of the air behind where Terence was standing, still frozen in place.

"What is that?!"

He turned to look and let out a stream of garbled words. "The dream is...breaking down..." he signed with a frown. "A shame really..."

"What do you mean 'breaking down?' Is that bad?" You tore your eyes away from the scar in reality, panic welling up in your soul, only to see the edges of his form had blurred and turned to static.

"It is...inconvenient... I will need to find...another way..."

"Wait!" You reached for him, but your hand passed through his body. "I never even got your name!"

He smiled slightly, "I am...the man who speaks in hands..."

You tried to ask what that meant but that same intense ringing from before began again, causing you to collapse from the pain. He lifted your chin to meet his gaze with the tips of his phalanges and once again spoke in that garbled tone.

W...D...Ga-

The pain became too much to bear and before you could figure out what he was saying, everything went black as the dream collapsed.

Find me...

< ~ - . - ~ >

The next thing you knew, someone was trying their best to shake you awake. Your eyes snapped open to meet the gaze of Frisk, although the first thing you noticed was that they were crying. That, and their eyes were glowing a bright red.

Your heart was practically pounding out of your chest and you felt like you could hardly inhale enough oxygen to keep up. Rather than worry about that, you pulled Frisk into a desperate hug in an effort to comfort them.

You didn't know how long you laid there holding them, but only once your heartbeat slowed to a more reasonable rate and their sniffling seemed to cease, did you relax your grip on their body.

Frisk pulled back so they could properly sign. "Are you okay?" they asked. You noticed their eyes had returned to their normal hazel shade now as well.

You giggled and poked their arm playfully. "I should be asking you that," you whispered. "I'm alright now, thanks to you."

Frisk smiled slightly and signed, "Good, you looked like you were having a nightmare."

"I guess you could call it that..." you murmured. "But what about you? You were crying and your eyes were glowing..."

This information seemed to surprise Frisk and they stared at you for a brief moment, before beginning to rapidly sign again. "They were?! What colour? Your eyes were glowing too! They were a soft purple!"

"Easy, one thing at a time, alright?" you chuckled. "Your eyes were glowing a cheerful red, but tell me why you were so upset, please."

"I had a nightmare too..." Frisk answered. Their excitement vanished as they seemed to recall what had happened, only to be replaced by a chillingly passive expression. "I don't really want to talk about it..."

"Are you sure?" you pressed gently, brushing some of their hair out of their face.

They nodded slowly. "I saw a bunch of bad memories...where you died a lot..." They paused for a moment before adding, "There was a skeleton with holes in his hands too but he scared me..."

You frowned slightly at that and rubbed their back in a comforting way. "I'm sorry to hear that...but it's going to be okay. You're safe here, Frisk."

Spotting movement out of the corner of your eye, you glanced over and made eye contact with Papyrus. He hesitated for a moment before approaching you and Frisk again. You sat up and pulled Frisk closer to your chest as you did so.

"Did we wake you up?" you asked him softly.

Papyrus shook his head slowly. "No, It Was Not You..." His voice sounded rougher than usual which was concerning to you.

Sensing something had happened to him as well, you motioned to the free space next to you on the couch. He sat down stiffly and after a moment, wrapped an arm around your shoulder.

"Frisk had a nightmare...and I did too," you murmured and Frisk nodded silently in agreement.

Papyrus reached over and gently raked his phalanges through Frisk's hair. "Ah, I Can See That..." Turning to them now, he smiled slightly and asked, "Would You Like Something To Cheer You Up?"

Frisk nodded again but didn't say anything.

You and Papyrus made Frisk a hot chocolate and worked together to comfort them. Eventually, they fell back asleep and so you eased them onto the couch, making sure to tuck them in as well. Only then did Papyrus pull you into the kitchen to talk.

"I Experienced A Nightmare As Well," he murmured.

You frowned slightly. "Did you want to talk about it?" you asked.

"Maybe..." Papyrus looked away for a moment. "I Think I Saw The Same Person As Frisk Though..."

"Wait, you did too?! A skeleton with cracks on his face and holes in his hands?"

He nodded slowly and so you asked another question. "Do you know who he is by chance?"

"I Do Not. I Would Remember Seeing Any Other Skeletons, Especially One Like Him."

You sighed and ran a hand over your face. "This is so strange. He tried to talk to me but I wasn't able to get his name before Frisk woke me up."

Papyrus was quiet for a moment but you could feel him watching you as you pondered what this all could mean. "Are You Alright?" he finally asked.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm fine..." you answered quietly.

He gave you a look that seemed to suggest he didn't quite believe you but rather than press further, he pulled you into a warm hug instead. "You Can Always Come Talk To Me About Anything, Precious," he murmured.

You nodded and nuzzled your cheek against his collarbone. "Thank you, I really appreciate that, Papyrus..."

[rouge-fauna]

Ok, so I think part of what you're feeling is very valid. I also think people tend to just have more to say about things they may disagree with. In analysis spaces, most people approach it as open to disagreement and debate. That's how a lot of things have been hashed out in analysis and especially here in Dreblr going back. So if you're posting publicly in Dreblr most of the older members will assume you're open for disagreement. It's not you, it really isn't. It's just how the space has always been. Back in the day, there was always a ton of back and forth and people defending their points, that was the fun of it. It's not for everyone, though, but a lot of people probably wouldn't see it that way.

lol... all of what I'm feeling is valid that's how feelings works :) and that is a irrefutable truth for all people across the board. However, whether all that I am feeling is reasonable or aligns with the facts of the matter or makes sense, is a point to be made. Something can be valid even if it isn't reasonable, but that's a discussion for a different day... again it's a multifaceted thing that I've expressed, which has to do with more than just people going back and forth defending their points. And if you look back, I have in the past been all about the open disagreements and such, so I'm not entirely sure where the shift happened from me having fun proving my points to less so. Again something I'm trying to decipher for myself. The fact that I am not the only one new or older who has felt this way recently was part of the reason for my observation in the first place. Because clearly I'm not the only one who feels this way, making me think there has perhaps been a shift of some kind or something. That's not to accuse dreblr or any of it's members or any one who has disagreed with me of anything, but I think some of us can see there is something broken at the moment and I'm just trying to determine what that is (could just be me lol), because this time last year I would have been stoked to write an essay defending what I said, vs now I just feel tired to the point I don't care anymore. And that's not necessarily anyone's fault that just is how I am feeling at the moment, reasonable or not, and from what I've gathered, how some others might be feeling as well.

and I'll go ahead and respond to you anon as well, because I think this is where I'll lay this topic to bed. I have discussed in more detail with more anons below and said my peace, so hopefully something down there clears things up more.

You are of course right, they can do however they please, that's fine. I'm honestly just expressing how I feel, and this isn't meant to be an accusation or to say people are doing something wrong, or whatever, just me recognizing how I feel and possible reasons why. I've talked more about the talking behind the back thing and I think I've said things better there, so probably best to go read those posts...

[robinofinashiro]

"every night and every morning, I fall over again and you don't even know it"

characters/fandom: kazutora / tokyo revengers

pronouns: she/her

note: hehehe this is the first time in almost half ayear that i've written something so if it's so shitty i am so sorry but i promise i'll get my shit together soon lol

"tooru, we don't hurt our friends, we use our nice touches!" you stated, giving the two year old a stern look, "now apologize to amy."

the boy, who albeit was the one who had their toy stolen, sighed and muttered an apology. you pulled your hair up into a clip and sighed in complaint of the heat. the weather was not agreeing with anyone and the arguments of the children about useless childhood things didn't make it any better.

the only thing keeping you above water was the fact that your shift ended in just a few minutes and you were off for the next few days. all you were looking forward too was sleeping in and laying in bed until you had to get up.

the skirt you were wearing was tugged on by a small boy. he was in the next door to yours. you crouched down and smiled at him, "hi keisuke, what's going on?" you asked, looking at him. he hugged your leg, giving you a shy look, "i'm tired," he murmured.

you giggled, grabbing him by the stubby legs and lifting him up to your hip, "this is why we sleep longer than just an hour, my love," you whispered he didn't respond as you checked off something on your clipboard.

as you were checking off kids that had gone home for the night, you saw a parent approaching. you knew it was keisuke's father and the dad that every girl in the daycare center declared that was the most weird from all the male parents.

he had long black hair with blond streaks and a tattoo on his neck that made your bosses cringe in disgust. you on the other didn't mind it. he seemed very nice to you every time he came to grab keisuke and never bothered your bosses even if he heard something about his own son. you pointed to keisuke who immediately jumped up in joy at the sight of his father.

kazutora smiled seeing the way you were with his son. that boy was his pride and joy and although he knew you taking care of him was your job, he couldn't help but smile at the way you cared for his son. kazutora knew how fucked up this world was and it didn't go very well at first when he had to put his son in daycare.

although prison changed him in the ten years he was in there, a part of him knew that entrusting some random stranger to care of his kid for eight hours while he working with chifuyu was harder than it seemed but when he first saw you and noticed that you were his teacher, he calmed down a bit. you seemed so sweet and very welcoming to keisuke despite the way his father looked.

"good afternoon! keisuke, why don't you go grab your jacket!" you asked as he slipped from your hands to get his things. "his teachers informed me that he had a great day although his nap wasn't very long. i think that four year old birthday is hitting him and his naps are getting shorter."

kazutora chuckled, "figures. he doesn't nap for long on the weekend," you rolled your eyes playfully as kazutora got distracted by a friend and was helping the girl build a puzzle, "he's such a great kid. he's been so helpful to the new student at the center and sat with him during the lunch period."

kazutora couldn't help but smile. keisuke was everything he wasn't as a child. he loved helping others, looked at the world with rose colored glasses, and in his mind, nothing out there was evil except for the bad guys on the show he watched everyday that he got home from school, "we do want to start talking about him transitioning to the preschool room. the start of the school year is coming up soon and he seems bright enough that we got permission from the district to move him up to the preschool room starting in September."

all kazutora did was smile as he finally got keisuke's attention, "well, have a good night and we'll see you tomorrow in the morning!" you told keisuke who now smiled and ran out the door.

you returned the smile to kazutora before returning your direction to your desk to finally start grabbing your things. you knew that a few of your friends wanted to go out for the night and although you were debating on going home and telling them work had drained you, you decided that maybe the bar across the street from their place didn't sound too bad as long as you got home before 3 am.

-

you had on an athletic skirt that all your friends told you looked like you were going golfing and a cropped tank top. you weren't in any mood to dress up as much as they did and you figured while all your friends wanted to find someone for the night, you weren't exactly there for that. all you wanted was a beer and maybe a dance.

all of you were congregated at a small table as you drank down your third beer of the night. the night was going smoothly until you realized that a VERY familiar face walked through the door. a friend of yours caught your sudden change of attitude and looked at you for an answer.

"that's a parent from my job. that's fucking kazutora hanemiya," you exclaimed. your friend asked what the big deal was but you grabbed her by the shoulders in panic, "im already kind of tipsy, what kind of teacher would i be if they saw me drunk? he could file some kind of complaint to my bosses!"

another one of your friends gave you an awkward look, "well, you might want to think of something and quick because he's coming up right behind you," you didn't even get a chance to think before you felt a tap on your shoulder.

"nice to see you again," kazutora said normally. all of your friends chatted quietly behind you making it obvious that they wanted to listen to the conversation, "hi! i didn't expect to see you here tonight! who has keisuke for the night?" kazutora murmured that a his friends wife had him.

"could i buy you a drink? it's the least i can do for approaching you so suddenly and for dealing with keisuke all day." you wanted to deny but kazutora was already walking to the bar, "save me," you murmured to your friends as they shook their heads no. a part of them would have liked to finally see you talking to guy that wasn't a friend or a student's parent.

you got to the bar as kazutora gave the bartender a look, it seemed like there was silent communication between them as he turned over to you.

"what are you drinking?" "could i have a reds apple ale? peach flavored?"

the bartender immediately got on the drink for the two of you as kazutora turned over to you, "don't gotta be so formal with me, ya know. we're out of your work setting and keisuke isn't here to be a nosey nelly," you laughed at the nickname.

"keisuke really does love involving himself in adult conversations. can't count how many times i've heard him playing with friends and stating things we've talked about," kazutora shook his head, "he's the same way with my friends' kids."

the conversation grew quiet as the bartender handed you your beer, "thank you so much for this. i know its kind of weird seeing your kids teacher in such a casual setting and i hope it doesn't make you feel any kind of way about me," you said suddenly. kazutora waved you off, "not at all. trust me, i've seen and done worse than this. i was hoping that i could ask you something."

your eyes fluttered in confusion.

"keisuke's having a birthday party and we'd love for you to be there," you smiled in relief, "of course! just send over the party information to me on my next day back! you also do have my number for emergencies but i wouldn't mind this one text."

kazutora nodded, "i'll make sure to send that over to you," he replied as he noticed your friends staring at the two of you, "why don't you and your friends come sit with me and my friend chifuyu, they seemed a bit scared that you're still over here with me."

kazutora knew that this birthday party was going to be the entry way for him to get to know you better. he always thought you were a cute little thing and now that keisuke's mother was out of the picture long enough for him to get comfortable with the idea of a new mom, he couldn't help but think that maybe keisuke wouldn't be so upset if he saw that it was you wrapped up in his fathers arms.

he looked over to you as you were talking to your friends. whatever it was that you were telling them was making you laugh making kazutora run his eyes all over you. now hopefully you also didn't mind becoming the step mom to keisuke if his plans worked out the way he wanted it too.

[orie-ology]

A sliver of hope

Fandom: Arcana Twilight

Pairing: Vega x OC/Reader

Warnings: bad grammar and spelling, not proofread, OOC character, mild spoilers for Vega's backstory

Author's Note: Henloooo, this is my first time writing for this fandom, heck even writing on this platform in general. Anyways, I had Vega and my OC in mind while writing this. This is a snippet on how Vega and my OC gradually opens up so if some parts doesn't make sense I apologize for that heheh :>>

story under cut

It was one of those nights, one where your thoughts wouldn't let you sleep.

You've been tossing and turning in bed for the past few minutes trying to get some shut eye, but you simply had too much stuff in your mind.

Ultimately, you decided to get out of bed and go for a quick walk. The night air is chilly, but soothing nonetheless. You found a place to sit then gazed up at the night sky. You've always found the skies of Bound Arlyn to be a sight to behold, especially at night.

Whilst you were busy stargazing, you failed to notice a figure watching, observing you. He didn't plan to follow you, in fact, he was about to rest after a tiring mission. Well, when it came to you, he can't help but worry. But why hide? he asks himself. Maybe he didn't want to get caught, or maybe he still finds it hard to face you. After all, it's been quite a while since he last saw you. The pain of that day, when faith decided to seperate the both you was still fresh. Adding the frustration he felt after knowing you remembered little to nothing of your childhood together (or so he thought) simply made it difficult for Vega to approach you. But seeing you restless and looking lost he can't help but worry, wondering what he can do to help.

While Vega was lost in his own thoughts, he heard you let out a particularly loud sigh. That's enough hiding, he told himself as he made his way towards you.

"...Summoner"

"GAHHHHH!! Oh, it's you."

In your defense, you weren't expecting to meet anyone this late in the evening, especially not Vega.

"What are you doing out here? You should be sleeping."

"Hmm I'm just simply stargazing, that's all." Opting not to say that you couldn't sleep.

"I see..."

An awkward silence followed, not that you mind, it was Vega after all. You've been wanting to speak to him but just couldn't. A lot has changed about him after all those years and you fear that the person you once knew may no longer be there.

"Y/N" he called, startling you from your thoughts. He was seated beside you now, though with a bit of distance.

"You can come to me if there is something bothering you" Ahh so he saw right through you.

"Oh don't worry about it, nothing I can't handle."

Another silence. You wanted to say something, anything, just to keep conversing with him but where would you begin? As you were caught in your little dilemma you heard him speak.

"I missed this."

"Oh?"

"... Y/N there's so much I want to tell you but... where do I even begin?"

Oh. Oh. So he feels the same way?

"Same here"

He looks at you.

"How about we start small? There's no need to rush. We could get to know each other again" you said.

Again... Vega repeats that word in his mind, Hoping that you remembered all those times you both had together.

"That would be nice" he responded

Another silence followed, but this time it's a comfortable one. Maybe, just maybe you could go back to being close friends again, but for now being able to talk with him again is enough.

Well, this scenario looked better in my head. It's probs all over the place but i'll just place this here.

I may or may not continue and elaborate more on this but this will do for now

[ploffskinpluffskin]

i have about 30 minutes or so before i'll head to bed but i wanted to share some snippets, as per usual. i've been writing more on the natori/muta fic since it's been on my mind more lately. in particular, i added more to this conversation between haru and baron. i'm realizing i do really enjoy writing for baron tbh

Haru breaks their eye contact for him, there, feeling suddenly rather bare in a way she doesn’t truly recall Baron ever managing before. He’s quite intuitive, she thinks, when he wants to be. When she peeks back up at him, she finds that he has given into temptation, eyes downcast and lightly lidded as he takes a small drink. Her own gaze drifts back to the tea cup he had provided her with; she wonders if maybe it’s the same set he had offered when they first met.

“I’ll be fine, Baron,” she says with a shrug and a brief cant of her head so that she looks rather winsome.  (She thinks perhaps she might have learned it from him.)

“Then I have said my piece,” Baron responds, nodding once in brief approval. “In truth, I have the intuition that everything will ultimately be quite well.”

Here the unnamed discomfort that had been lingering between them dissipates; Haru smiles again.

“It’s hard for me to imagine you’d ever feel differently.”

Baron returns her smile. “To live without hope is to cease to live.”

“And who said that?”

“I did, just now,” Baron replies readily, and with such matter-of-fact ease she almost can’t tell if he’s being stoically facetious or not. He’s raised his teacup to his lips. “But we all have Dostoevsky to thank for writing it.”

The rest of their visit passes in relative peaceable familiarity.

and then there is haru and natori interacting, bc Of Course

“He singlehandedly plunged our kingdom into chaos and destitution the likes of which we’ve yet to experience since. I do apologize for being short with you, Miss Haru, but I will not apologize for continuing to hold him accountable for his actions,” Natori explains primly without wasting a breath. “I do believe he has made his bed, and now he must lie in it. I feel that quite strongly.”

Here Haru pauses, trying to decide how best to crack this particular nut. There is something about all this hullabaloo which has become quite obvious to her, but it must be brought to light with care. Natori and Muta have some curious similarities— one of those is the tendency to become stubbornly uncommunicative upon being made vulnerable. But where Muta simply stops talking and starts glaring, Natori covers up his intransigence with circular language and polite topic changes.

Most likely it gets him quite far in his line of work, avoiding those tough conversations, and anyone less (stubborn) might indeed let it happen without realizing what was transpiring. But Haru just might have the both of them beat in this matter. She had sped out in front of an approaching truck to save a small life and do what was right to her; what obstacle was a pair of brick walls in comparison?

“I understand,” she starts thoughtfully, averting her eyes for just a moment so that she might appear less shrewd than she’s feeling right now. “It’s just… I’m only curious, after all, given His Majesty the king didn’t seem to have any recollection of the event at all.”

Haru spares a glance at Natori here, trying to gauge his reaction, trying to evaluate if he’s gathered already where she is going with this line of thought. He’s gazing upon her with the slightest squint to his eyes, tired lines etched beneath them she’d never noticed before, and with a telling brittleness to the thin, straight line he’s pursed his mouth in. 

Absolutely, he knows where she is leading, and she wonders if he will let her finish.

“Of course, maybe by virtue of being the king he didn’t suffer nearly to the same degree as the everyday citizen did,” Haru continues brazenly, but in a soft and nonchalant enough voice that she hopes he doesn’t catch on. “But even from just the short time I got to know him he’s seemed like the type to have a low threshold for hardship. It wouldn’t take much, would it..?”

Natori holds her gaze with a quite level one of his own for a good many moments more than she would have expected, but he does eventually look away. Still, his no doubt long-practiced professionalism remains, and there’s hardly a hint left of his initial anxiety over meeting with her when he finally does mechanically respond. “Please do forgive me— I do not see the value in continuing this particular line of questioning. I politely request that the matter is dropped. However, I shall be happy to indulge whatever other curiosities you may possess, provided they do not eclipse my responsibilities to the kingdom.”

Haru assumes that to mention his retirement shall not get her anywhere.

[officeobject]

Poll drama: My response to the teenage boy poll about them scaring me

Okay, so like, besides the platonic horn horn answers, in which case, get your hormones checked, but also, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, and OH MY GOD, and NO WAY, YOU ACTUALLY FEL THAT TOO AND YOU FEEL IT TOWARDS ME - like besides that (in which case, I ain't stopping you from texting me if you want to, even if I could), I got some new results:

I wanna say to all those who still choose that they wouldn't talk to me: GOOD.

Those who do not wanna bring fear into my life - well, that's very nice of you ... UNFORTUNELTY MY FECKING GHOST COULDN'T BE THE SAME -

For those who would do something else to scare me: ... now I'm concerned -

For those who choose to only scare me on Halloween: Fair enough, see ya on Halloween!

And yeah I saved my reaction to the last one, which is: ... you could just text me - like, yeah, you may represent fear and pain and whatnot, but I'll still in the end judge you for the person you are, so like, don't worry, you could just talk to me - I WILL be scared, it'll be fine, I can get UNSCARED, etc.

And those are my reactions :) ! They're probably not gonna see it :( ...

Also I find it - like, not sure if I'm the only one - but I find it kinda weird how I, like, get questioned about if I'm not making someone uncomfortable who is 30, alright? And also I'm getting hoped to be a teenager due to how I talk about them, alright? But like, I'm not getting questioned when I'm being nice or making weird polls like https://www.tumblr.com/officeobject/766244580147478528/anniversary-of-character-my-squish-is-exactly-like?source=share (the one this is about), and also, the same person sees my relationship with Colby as perfectly fine - like, it's not fine for me to watch a 30 year old and vent about it, but I'm allowed to ask teenage boys if they'd do the platonic equivalent of flirting with me, and I'm allowed to just let my ghost cuddle me and watch me poop - like, don't get me wrong, I think I'm creepier than anyone else thinks me to be, justified or not, but like, am I wrong and tired, or should it not be considered more weird how I talk about Colby and the fact that I'm cuddling with him, a teenage ghost of a real teenager, IN MY BED - but like somehow, nah, it's weirder that me, who is a kid compared to a 30 year old, watches them like an admiring kid - like, I just don't know the standards, and I'd expect at least ONCE to defend my relationship with Colby, but like, I guess not - like, it's just somehow not weird to people that I can at least TRY to stop him, but I just ... don't - like do you get what I mean?

Like, okay, I'm not allowed to be childish and stuff about some 30 year old (who CAN see me and watches me back by the way), but I can be weird about teenage boys? To be honest, for all people know, I could literally be a teenager, and the number 1 age-guess for me, is "16", according to my age-guess poll, but like, still - but like, yeah, sure, I'd scare a teenager away for free if they want me to, with my overly personal questions, weird ways of phrasing things, and - well basically how I treat Colby, and I GUESS that was kind of the point of the poll - I don't know, I was just in the mood of watching platonic simping, unintentional or not, and of course, making fun of Colby and stuff.

Now I WILL respond to an ask I got, in FULL, but my unofficial lawyer for non-governmental purposes, has to come back with like a response template or something, because I'm so bad at socializing and defending myself, and man, I'd accuse myself of anything or doubt myself or whatever - but yeah, over all, I am NOT being a creep - well towards that 30 year old anyway, I don't trust myself with that ghost (then again, I might be paranoid), and like, my 30 year old stares back - we just stare at each other, might do the platonic equivalent of flirting, stuff like that.

Gotta go, but like, my point is: talk to me if you want to, and also I'm being haunted, and also, I'm weird.

[moodyclouds89]

Draken x reader [part 2]

Soulmate

Angst

It's been a week since that incident. You couldn't face draken or anyone after that and you just stayed locked up in your room for day's.

Your parents are worried when they don't see you leave your room. The only time they do get to see you is either going and coming back from school or using the bathroom.

The only person you told about what happened was hinata. She felt sorry for you and tried comforting you many times but you still sob in her arms.

And emma

Poor girl didn't know anything about the situation. You couldn't look her in the eyes but you also couldn't be mad at her. She didn't do anything wrong and the only thing she did do was being the person your soulmate loves.

It just hurts you so bad knowing that he would never look at you the same way he looks at her. But it's okay, you'll eventually get over it.

That's what you like to say to yourself 

But deep down you know you're never going to let this go. But you love him and you want him to be happy, so if it means seeing him being so deeply in love with someone else then be it.

-

A knock from your bedroom door caused you to snap out of your thoughts. 

"Y/n? Hun mikey here for you."

Hearing your mother's voice, you got up from bed before walking to your door.

"Tell him I'm busy."

"I know you're not busy y/n."

This time it was mikey. You knew he wouldn't leave anytime soon if you didn't open the door. You groaned before opening the door to be faced by your mom and mikey behind her.

"I'll leave you two alone." Was all she said before leaving. Mikey invited himself into your room before plopping down on your bed.

"What do you want.."

You said while closing your door and sitting down in your rolling chair that you have in your room.

"Haven't seen you for about a week. So I wanted to make sure you're okay."

You stayed silent and played around with your keyboard.

"Ken-chin told me what happened.." he added when he saw that you didn't respond back.

"You knew didn't you?"

Your question caught him by surprise. You stared at him waiting for his response.

"What?"

"You knew that I was his soulmate didn't you? Is that why you were acting weird back at the arcade?"

He didn't say anything and his silence proved to you that he did know.

"I- I'm sorry…when Ken-chin turned 16 I was the first person he showed his mark to. When he saw that it wasn't Emma's initials he was devastated. Later we found out it was you!" 

He blurted out. You just stay quiet before sighing and looking down on the floor.

"I'm sorry y/n! I didn't believe it at first so that's why I was shocked back there!" 

"It's fine..just leave please."

His heart broke seeing you trying to stop your tears from falling. He got up from your bed and pulled you into a hug.

"Please just leave..I-"

"No y/n…because of me you're crying! I should have told you m'sorry."

You just cried in his arms being too tired to even try and push him away.

You both stayed that way until you calmed down.

-

There weren't many cases of someone rejecting their soulmate but it also doesn't mean that there's none.

It was rare for something like this to happen because usually everyone is happy when they meet their soulmate.

There's only been around 10 cases of this happening when someone rejects their soulmate. 

What happens to said person? some usually end up killing themselves by the fact that the person they were distant to be with loves another or some even just run away and disappear.

Unfortunately you were one of the ones who ended up being rejected by your soulmate.

–

Months have passed. You started to slowly move on from the incident and live your life. 

Mikey was there with you all the way. He made you feel better and made you forget about the fact that you got your heart broken. 

During those few months mikey started to slowly gain feelings for you. He always had a little crush on you growing up but he always denied it. But now when he started hanging out with you more he fell in love.

And he fell hard

And for you?

Same thing.

You started feeling your heartbeat faster everytime you both hung out, you started craving for his touch and hugs started lasting longer than it should. 

You started falling in love with manjiro sano.

-

Today was Mikey's birthday.

He decided that he wanted to celebrate it at a festival that was happening tonight. 

So here you are with mikey and the others going to different stands and playing some games.

"Woah! I did it!" 

You heard Chifuyu say before he was handed his prize. You chuckle at him before you look at the time.

5 minutes before 12

"The fireworks are about to go off in 5 minutes!" You heard Mitsuya say getting everyone's attention.

"Then we should hurry before we miss it!"

You all agreed before rushing to where the fireworks are getting lit up. You felt a hand grab your wrist and turned to see mikey.

"Something wrong?"

"Just wanted to have some alone time with you." His words shocked you but made the butterflies in your stomach go wild.

You both started walking where the others were and just in time the fireworks went off. 

That was also the time when mikey grabbed your face in his hands before pulling you into a very loving kiss. You were caught off guard but kissed him back.

While the fireworks were off you both didn't notice someone watching the whole thing.

There stood draken in the distance with a shock look in his face. He didn't know why but he felt a bit of jealousy and anger in him. He quickly walked towards you both but stopped mid way when he felt a tingling sensation on his forearm.

He looked down to see his soulmate mark slowly disappear. He started panicking when he saw it and his face went all pale.

Your initials were gone.

You and mikey pulled away from the kiss and that's when you both felt a weird sensation in your forearm. You both look down to your forearms to see a small gold glow.

You stared in shock when you saw mikey initials on your forearm. He also was surprised when he saw your initials on his forearm.

"Wait…I- were soulmates?"

You look up to see mikey with a big smile on his face. You didn't have much time to react when he pulled you into a tight hug.

"Were soulmates!"

This made you smile. You hug him back before pulling him into another loving kiss.

-

I was thinking of making two different endings for this.

An angst ending where you end up with mikey instead [which is this one]

And another where you end up with draken which will be angst and fluff [kinda?]

Idk tho so tell me if you guys want that!

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