#im crying my hands look like 12 y/o hands

[bree-cheesy]

Can I please have a submissive!insecure!schlatt x service dom!reader!! 🙏

Like, I want to see schlatt crying about his chunkiness (I’m also a chubby!schlatt enjoyer if you couldn’t tell) due to him comparing himself to his 2019 pics (ether brought on by him or the 12 y/o’s on twitter/X) and y/n is just like ‘Fuck no! You’re so fucking beautiful that I could write like 10 novels about your beauty alone!!!’ and then proceeds to give him the best head in his entire life (immediately shattering his tough guy mask, turning him into literal putty) then it’s followed with the best pegging session in his entire existence (any coherent thoughts is gone by this heavenly experience alone) meanwhile y/n’s just kissing his face and bare body and worshiping him and his body as if he’s some sort of deity and it’s end with schlatt being a blubbering, crying, whining, moaning mess.

It’s followed by a bath aftercare, and whilst y/n’s laying on his bare chest schlatt asks y/n why they’re doing all this for him, he’s feels he doesn’t deserves it (he does!) and they reply with this absolute banger: ‘it’s because you’ve done so much of the same thing for me time and time again… without even asking anything in return… and I’m just now returning the favor.’

OMFG!!! IM DYING!!! HOLY SHIT!! I AM ACTUALLY DYING AND GOING TO HEAVEN!! I NEED THIS!!! I NEED THIS YN IN MY IRL LIFE!!!!! MY GODS!!!! 🙏🙏💗💕

-🍰 anon.

OKAY I FINALLY HAVE IDEAS I PROMISE!

🍰 Anon, I hope I haven't let you down with how long this has taken. I hope I did this amazing request justice. 🙏🙏Tried to keep it any gender kind of thing because you requested pegging so it could be a someone with a dick or someone using a strap on. Whatever you wanna imagine! :)

I haven't ever written anything like this so I'm nervous about how people will like it. :(

Word Count: 1044

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Jay had always been insecure of his body. Horrible self image from things people would say online and just his own thoughts. He always thought he was so ugly compared to you. He hated being out in public with you because he felt so unworthy. You were the most beautiful person to him in the world and he hated how he looked standing next to you.

Today had been a particularly rough day for him. He had just gotten done with his first stream in months and some of the things people were saying about him really got to him. He was standing in front of the long mirror you guys had leaned up against the wall in your bedroom with his shirt off, his hands on his belly, tears welling up in his eyes.

You walked in, not knowing what was going on. "Hey, Jay, did you see where the-" You looked over and your mouth shut when you saw the slight in front of you.

It broke your heart instantly. You knew he struggled with his self esteem, but you didn't know it was this bad. "Hey, what's goin' on?" You walked over and hugged him from behind, burying your face in his shoulder. He let out a sob and you squeezed him tighter, felling your heart break even more.

"W-Why am I so ugly? God, I look like a fucking ogre." He let go of his belly and you felt his shoulders drop. You moved to stand in front of him and gently held his face in your hands. "Why are you even with me? You deserve someone who is as beautiful as you. You deserve someone who isn't fat."

You frowned and ran your thumb over his jaw. "Why do you think that? I love you, Jay! I don't like that you think you're fat. There's nothing wrong with being a little chubby. I could write novels on how beautiful I think you are!"

He shook his head and sniffled, wiping his tears away. "You're just saying that to make me feel better." He pushed your hands away and you scowled. "Don't lie to me, it's just gonna make me feel worse."

You put your hands on your hips and looked up at him, frowning. "Do I need to prove it to you or something?"

He cocked his head to the side in confusion and a soft frown formed on his face. You got down on your knees and instantly saw a blush form on his face. You pulled his now hard cock out of his shorts and pressed a soft kiss to the tip. He let out a little whine and bit his lip.

You started off slow, teasing him a little, savoring his soft moans and whines. Slowly taking it deeper into your hot wet mouth and down your throat. Your hands found their way to the back of his thighs and you started bobbing your mouth up and down his length, sucking in cheeks just enough to make his knees weak. "B-Babe... s'too much..." He whined and pawed at your hair softly, panting heavily.

You started going a little faster, taking him deeper and relishing in the feeling of his fingers tightening in your hair, not guiding your head, just holding. You pulled off and stroked him up and down, twisting your wrist as you went up. "Feel good, baby?" He moaned, sounding a little nasally and nodded, thrusting into your hand in time with your strokes.

"Just wanna make you feel good, hun.... My best boy, huh?" You kitten licked his tip while stroking and he moaned louder, not even being able to speak at that point. His words coming out like a blubbery mess. You sucked lightly on the tip while stroking him with one and hand and lightly massaging his balls with the other.

"I-I'm gonna..." He moaned and gasped, his voice whiney and needy. You could tell he was close. His eyes were squeezed shut, eyebrows furrowed and a slight pout formed on his lips.

"Cum for me, baby.... Wanna see it." He let out a loud moan and came hard in spurts on your hand, whining and pitifully bucking his hips into your hand. "Good boy..." You cleaned it all up and pushed him back on the bed, pulling off the remaining of both of your clothes. "Gonna make you feel so good, baby.... I promise."

After carefully making sure he was completely prepped and ready, you had him on his back, legs up and you slowly slid inside him. He moaned and bit his lip hard, squeezing his eyes shut. You leaned down and gave him small kisses all over his face and lips while slowly thrusting in and out of him.

"F-Fuck..." He gasped and choked on his words, locking his ankles around your waist. You went a little faster after he got used to it and he let out sounds you didn't even know could come out of him. "R-Right there... Fuck, don't stop..."

You breathed heavily and kissed him deeply while hitting that perfect spot inside him that made him melt into the bedsheets. Not able to form words and he moaned and whined loudly, probably making the whole neighborhood hear him. "So perfect.... Fuck you're amazing." He groaned out as you stroked his cock in time with the thrusts.

After a few more thrusts, he came all over his belly without warning and you slowly pulled out of him. Kissing him softly through his orgasm, you reached over to the tissues on the nightstand and cleaned him up gently. You turned on the bath while he slowly started to relax and got in with him, pressing your back against his chest and cuddling softly into him.

"Why did you do all of this? I didn't deserve it." He asked softly, stroking a hand up and down your belly.

"You're always doing the same things for me. Helping me through my bad days and just being the best person I've ever known and you never ask for anything in return. I wanted to make you feel the same way you always make me feel because I love you."

He smiled and kissed your forehead. "I love you, too."

-- Bree <3

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Any good? Finally cleared out my asks so hopefully I'll get the motivation to start some Kinktober stuff. Toodaloo!

[sillysnack]

sibling instincts

💟 (x reader, strictly platonic) pair: camilo madrigal & 13 y.o reader prns used: they/them (3rd person) word count (exclu. translations): 1368 requested by @iyahpostsstuff mwah im so sorry this took so long T__T hope u like this ueueue

masterlist

hello i did not use y/n is anyone proud of me.

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Camilo walks around town at night. He always does, and he makes sure his family knows so they don’t worry about him. The streets are quiet, at least for him, Camilo’s heard his sister talk many times about the intense dinners she’s heard. He shivers at the thought, also because of the cold breeze brushing past him.

Camilo stops at his tracks. He hears… crying? He nervously tugs at his ruana. Camilo takes a deep breath. “It’s nothing. Not La Llorona. You’re fifteen now. She wouldn’t take you. She’s not real, anyways.” He blinks twice. “Wait. If our powers are real… anything could be real. Ay, Dios. Dios ayúdame.”

Camilo breathes in and out. “It’s nothing scary. I should check it out. The right thing to do! It could be someone who needs my help. ¿Qué pasa si es un monstruo que me persigue? Camilo, tranquilo. (What if it is a monster out to get me? Camilo, calm down.)”

The shapeshifter approaches the source of the sound. Camilo thinks to himself, Sólo vives una vez, ¿no? (You only live once, right?) He sighs in relief. “Ah, it’s only you.” Camilo looks at the person’s surroundings, he reaches his arm out for you. “There’s a bench right there, care to sit with me?” You nod and hold his hand, Camilo leading you to the nearby bench.

You let go of Camilo’s hand and wipe your tears, clearing your throat before speaking. “Thanks.” Camilo shrugs. “I didn’t do anything.” You shake your head. “Still, thanks for approaching me. Glad you had the guts to approach la llorona.” You joke, making Camilo awkwardly laugh.

The Madrigal apologised. “No fue mi intención. Mamá me contó muchas cosas sobre ella ayer. (I didn't mean to. Mom told me a lot about her just yesterday.)” Camilo receives a laugh from you. He scans your face, you were probably a few years younger than him… which would make you 12 or 13, he guesses.

“Está bien. It wasn’t too hard to hear you, y’know? Considering the fact that literally everyone else is asleep right now.” Camilo laughs, agreeing with you.

The two of you are quiet for a while. “Are you okay? I mean, you probably aren’t, but did crying make you at least feel… ¿Te sientes aliviado? (do you feel relieved?)” You reply shortly, “Sort of.”

Camilo bites his tongue. What was he supposed to do? Usually in this situation he’d shapeshift into someone else– preferably someone you were fond of– but he doesn’t know anything about you.

“Do you… want to talk about it?”

You shrug. “Don’t know. Are you willing to listen?” Camilo nods. “Can I ask what your name is, though?” You shake your head. “Maybe another time. You know what I look like.”

Camilo playfully raises an eyebrow. “Do I? I’m not sure…” He says as he shapeshifts into a carbon copy of you, unsurprising for the both of you. You two chuckle. Camilo quickly turns back into himself. “It’s okay if you don’t want to tell me your name. Feel free to drop by casita any time, you’re welcome there!”

You smile at him. “Gracias.”

An awkward silence fills the air again with you silently wondering if Camilo was planning on leaving to continue his stroll and Camilo thinking if he should ask you why you were crying in the first place.

“Are you leaving? / Do you need to talk?”

Camilo laughs. “Sorry, you go first.” You shoot him a smile. “Are you going to continue your walk?” He shakes his head. “I’ll stay here with you. Figured you’d need company. Small town but no one really knows the stuff beyond the mountains, probablemente la llorona o alguien más aterrador… tal vez hasta El Sombrerón. (Probably La Llorona or someone scarier… maybe even El Sombrerón.)”

You raise an eyebrow. “What’s scary about a man in a hat?” Camilo loudly gasps. “You don’t know? El Sombrerón is said to chase his victims through lonely, moonlit areas where he is sometimes accompanied by two fearsome black dogs.” He shapeshifts into a tall man dressed in all-black, with a huge dark hat.

“Wouldn’t you be the one in danger?”

Camilo turns back to himself and shrugs. “Maybe. But if I’m gone first, he’ll go for you next.” You smile. “I’ll be okay. I’ve faced worse.”

“Oh? Who?”

You make a gesture as if you were telling a scary story to a child, “Pressure! Sorry, bad joke, not good to joke about bad stuff… force of habit.” Camilo looks at you, “Do you want to talk about it?”

You take a deep breath. “Might as well.” You stay silent for a while, trying to find the right words to say. Camilo doesn’t say anything, but gives you encouraging looks to speak up.

“It’s okay. It’ll just be between you and me. My sister won’t listen to this.” You nod. “It’s just… you enjoyed yourself when you were thirteen, right?” Camilo nods. “Had a lot of fun.” You hum and fumble with the hem of your clothes. “Everything feels overwhelming. I feel like I have so much to do, with little time to rest. And, I’m only thirteen! I should be enjoying myself.”

Camilo sighs. “And that’s completely okay. I had a conversation similar to this with another person before. It’s okay to be overwhelmed. Thirteen’s a wacky time in life, I think. We’re starting to pull away from our childishness and slowly but also kind of quickly maturing… at least that’s how I see it.”

You smile at him. “I think I get what you’re saying.”

Camilo smiles back. “Yeah! The best advice I can give right now is to  step back from time to time, take deep breaths. Everything will be okay soon. And if anyone’s making you do chores for them even if you’re tired: say no. No need for you to crack under pressure.”

You avoid eye contact with Camilo. Who knew he was great at comforting everyone? Must be another gift of his, he is brother material. “But diamonds form under pressure..?”

Camilo rolls his eyes. “And bread rises when you let it rest! Trust me! I basically live in the kitchen! We’re all different! If people perform their best under pressure, good for them! But if it’s not for you, that’s okay!” He sighs, “Sorry if I raised my voice. I hope this conversation somehow made you feel better.”

You shake your head. “No worries. You weren’t too loud. Also, it did help! Thank you. I owe you a lot.” Camilo stands up and bows. “All in a day's work, mi amigo. If you’re up for it, I could help you with your chores this week. Multitasking’s kind of my specialty.”

Your smile widens. “Really? Thank you so much!” You suddenly pull him in a hug, which he returns. “Diré que no esperaba eso, amigo mío. (I'll say, I wasn't expecting that, my friend.)” You pull away from the hug. “Lo siento, me abrumé. No fue mi intención hacerte sentir incómodo. (Sorry, I got overwhelmed. Didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.)”

Camilo frantically waves his hands. “Don’t be sorry! I hugged you back, I’m okay with hugging. Kind of my love language.” You shrug, considering the multiple times he’s seen tackling his relatives in hugs checks that out.

“Ah! Let me walk you home! It’s dark right now, you might get lost.” You shake your head. “Is it okay if I stay at tu casa for a while? I kind of got mad and walked away from home.”

You feel like Camilo’s hesitating to say ‘yes’, at least you hope so.

“Wouldn’t your family be worried?” You nod. “They’re probably asleep right now, though. I’m sure they’ve prayed already.” You awkwardly laugh. Camilo nervously bites his lower lip. “They wouldn’t be mad if you came home the next morning, though? From our house?” You shake your head.

“If they were, I’ll explain it to them. They’ll understand. Plus, if we’re comparing distances, your house is closer.”

Camilo sighs. “Bueno. You could stay over at the nursery, which will be a temporary guest room for tonight.”

“It’s almost 2 AM.”

Camilo laughs. “You have a point. Come on.” He shows-off a gentle smile that you return. “You’re a good listener, do you know that?” Camilo nods. “Sibling things. I’m a good person in general, do you know that?”

You playfully roll your eyes. “Not really, no…” Camilo scoffs, “Say that again and you’re staying over.” You stick your tongue out for a split second. “You wouldn’t!” He sighs, “You’re right. I wouldn’t.”

[valdangelodumbasses]

Valdangelo Headcannons #1

Leo and Nico are both introverts but Nico loves affection

Leo made Nico tiramisu once and he swallowed it faster than Percy could ever

Leo couldn't look him in the eyes for a week or he got so flustered

Nico is lawyer bf 

and a demon at monopoly; him playing w/ Annie is the worst.

gamers! both like monster (specifically mango loco) but Nico also loves tropical redbull

Nico teaches Leo and hazel how to play so they can battle 2v2

Nico wipes the floor and Leo is just glad he understands half the rules

Nico and Leo wear heels. 

and they're good at it too.

Confident Nico>>>>>>  

Leo has a fucking heart attack when Nico pins him to a wall

Leo makes Nico laugh with his jokes and shitty pickup lines

but when Uses shitty pickup lines on him he steals them, after he stops looking like a tomato

Nico does Cosplay and they cosplay together and its so fucking rad

making out while baking/cooking? more likely than u think

Leo tells Nico he looks cute one day b4 they started dating and Nico is like: Is this friendly affection

Caffeine addicts rise up

but Nico hates coffee and honestly same

teas n energy drinks>>> 

Leo is a fucking swine who mixes all his foods and Nico nearly vomits bc he wont let his food even touch goddamit

Piper and Hazel being wingman while Percy and Jason are the matchmakers

p r a n k s

like so goddam many

they are unstoppable and they pin it on the Stolls

or Leo gets caught

Nico n e v e r does bc like? scary emo kid? prankster? nah, NAh,

he sticks his tongue out at leo anytime leo gets caught

bisexual leo or gay leo? leo doesn't even know!

all he knows is that nicos hot and has a cute butt & personality

nico is a theater gay

he sings every musical

his favorites are Heathers, Beetle juice, Legally blond, and the greatest showman

Leo has theater kid energy but probably works the tech stuff

he likes heathers, Chicago, legally blond, Grease, and dear evan Hansen the best

Hamilton is neither of their favorites yet they end up dueting it all the time

Art kid and Repair kid>>>>>>>>>>>>

Percy sees them kiss after dating (and kissing) for 6 months and wait yall are friends?

Hes slow but he means well, Nico sticks his tongue in leo's mouth after percy says that

he's like  “O H , sorry im dumb”

“jackpot” “Valdez shush”

they talk abt their moms

angsty emo boys listen to greenday

and every other emo band

Leo calls Nico mammacita once

never again (Nico started crying)

why? It was commonplace used by his uncles and grandpa

Nico demands leo call him that more though

Leo is Hesitant but obliges

mexican or italian food restaurant arguments

leo steals nicos breadsticks even tho he has some

nico steals leo's nachos when he has his own

they're petty? yes but petty and in love!

and gay/ did i mention g a y 

Demiboy leo rights

leos a fuckin lefty

Trans Nico rights mtf or ftm rights

nico may not be trans but he's also demiboy

demi boys calling each other they all day because nobody uses the they in he/they (speaking as a demigirl)

If nico IS trans tho hades 100% uses magic to transition Nico bc yes good dad

laughing abt trauma and they're friends are like: NO

memes

“get ur hands off my bf”

“kick their ass baby i got cho flower”

imagine, just imagine nico fussing over leos hair because curly is the cutest

leo fusses over nicos when he's in a slump and brushes his hair

skincare is vital to both

Leo does engineering n shit but does it for like 16 hours straight much to everyone's dismay, but Nico who has (arguably) fresh eyes and make sure his physics is right

Nico loves physics fight me

but nico sleeps like 4 times a week for 3 hours or 3 days a week for 12 hours

Insomnia gang don’t rise up go to fuckin sleep 

will keeps giving them melatonin and they always forget to take ti and will is going to fuckin murder them maybe then they'll sleep

u know that comic where they naruto kiss S P I D E R M A N  K I S S I E S

nico hangs like a bat and leo is a memelord

nico also loves spider man

they def try to make spider man gear but annie smashes the shit out of it

dorks! comic!

omg comic book shop au nico owns it

soulmate au where u loose shit n it goes to ur soulmate

nico has NO clue what the hell to do with all this nails n hammers n shit

Leo builds stuff out of nicos lost mytho dupes 

Leo doesnt know what to do with his underwear, or all the mcdonalds receipts and the crumpled up sketches and sketch books

anyway

aphrodite ships it as she SHOULD and hades n heppy do too

why did i cal hephaestus heppy ? idk maybe aphrodite calls him that

They both hate yoga with a passion

does nico have an obsession with spn or does he hate it sm that he watches it ?

its as ambiguous as leo's sexuality!

Leos like what if i'm straight

then nico walks in 

No he's definitely not straight

who even heard of greeks being straight smh

Nico in miniskirts, aline, or any skirt makes leo go brrrrrrr

he wears leggings or tights under them though

Nico also wears leggins to bed

or the fluffy pants he steals from leo so leo doesn't have any pants

“IM FEELINGS DEVIOUS AND LOOKING GLAMORUS-”

band band band band band band band band band  Nico can sing and leo plays drums

Nico and katie are friends and Nico has a green thumb so leo is surprised when nico has more houseplants than crowley (Good omens)

He has tons of hanging and not hanging terrariums

Leo tries not to set them on fire

After Leo and Nico start hanging out more Nico bribes Lou Ellen to make his plants fire proof

they are now

Nico knows how to fire a gun and he's good at it

Pirate Nico!! 

Leo and Hades get along well

So does Nico and heppy

the parents get along too but they diss heras bad mothering

Nico gets de aged and leo is ???? but he's so CUTE AND TINY

Leo babysits him for a week in the bunker and nobody even knows until Percy and Will goes in there looking for him

Nico and Clarisse sparing? Sweaty bf? Leo loves it and chris and leo are just staring and say “yes”

Nico has freckles and leo kisses each one

Leo has these really dark freckles spread across his body but they aren't as frequent as freckles?? y'all know what i mean? ne way nico kisses them

Leo uses Yall. 

It rubs off on nico

jason is a die hard anti y’all

they annoy the shit out of him

Cuddles

nico and leo having bakeoffs

Nico asking piper for advice but editing it so its not super obvious its leo

She figures it out and tells leo like any good bff

nico promptly leaves camp when leo busts in asking if he has a crush on him

hades laughs but understands

leo sulks back to piper and percy is there and Percy got no chill

so he goes down there

Hades ain't too happy w that but Nico just gets so embarrassed and goes back with him

Hephaestus and aphro watching this go down like a romcom

I'm getting tired so im going to stop here anyway stan valdangelo for clear skin

[franeridart]

Anon said: [Spoilers for non-manga readers] opinion on Baku's hero name?

Very Bakugou, honestly don’t mind it at all! Mostly just surprised it’s, like, legal in the bnha universe for heroes to call themselves stuff like explodo-kills (and also that there isn’t a character limit for hero names??) but that Bakugou would stick with it is pretty damn in character for him so I like it xD still, I’ll probably just call him Dynamight if I’ll ever need to use his hero name lmao

Anon said: not to be the most romantic sap but uh just a kiss by lady a is killin me

Nothing sappy about letting romantic songs get to you!!!! I say, as I’m constantly crying over romantic songs so this mindset benefits me as well lol

Anon said: i may or may not have stumbled across some of your older kiribaku art, the stuff with akane, and she's the best child oc tbh. i actually like her and i tend to not be a fan of child ocs but she's just the cutest darn thing 🥰

I’m so glad you like her!!!!! She was a lot of fun, what a good gremlin ;;;

Anon said: uve heard of dragon!kiri w his hair spikes up, now get ready for dragon!kiri w his hair dowm lookin like the softest boy

AW HECK I think I’ve drawn him in the past, actually!!!! Spike-haired Kiri will forever be my fav Kiri, but there’s just something about hair down Kiri isn’t it!! What a cute boy ;;;; all sharp edges and soft curves, what a lovely sight

Anon said: can i just say your itafushi art is so cute? these two already make me feel and then your art just (つω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

THANK YOU SO MUCH I really need to draw them more, don’t I! goge kinda monopolized my attention there, but the way itafushi makes me feel..........boy the way they make me feel ;;;;

Anon said: good day, poké au thought: 12 y/o bakugo somehow catches a dreepy as like his 2nd pokemon and never questions it

WHY NOT WHY NOT I have a whole team in my mind for the boy tbh but dreepy is so cute ;;;; and anyway, I like my poke!bakugou with as many dragon types as he could possibly get his hands on hahaha

Anon said: Please know that, amongst other factors, you were one of the maon reasons I stsrted Jujutsu Kaisen two days ago and there isnothing more to say except thank you and I'm absolutely in debt with you for that, thank you so much 😍

I’m so so SO glad you’re liking it!!!!!! It can get kinda heavy but it’s such a great story.... honestly I’d been wanting to start it since I saw the first pv for the anime all the way back last year but I was like, you know it’s a mappa anime! so I wanted to watch the anime as a new thing, cause I love mappa, but three episodes in I couldn’t hold back and just binged it. It’s kind of story that just makes you wanna drink it all in one go, isn’t it? so good so good

Anon said: makeup artist kirishima and model bakugo or makeup artist bakugo and model kirishima? :0c

Hmmmmmmmmmmmm can’t say I see either of them much into fashion tbh, but if I had to pick probably model Kiri and artist Baku? I just don’t think Baku would be able to stay still enough to get photographed, and he wouldn’t like the photographer bossing him around anyway, and catwalks would be impossible for him to stomach imho, he’s too restless for it! At least it’s the way I see it haha

Anon said: fdgdhdkfhdafs i had a thought, what if bakugo prefers dogs and kirishima prefers cats and when they meet each other and become friends it's like, "oh." because they have some striking similarities to their fave animals

That’s been my headcanon for a while now, actually!! I think for me it came from two characters in a manga I like that are a lot like a dog and a cat but have inverted fav animals and when I read about that I was like “oh, right, makes sense since they like each other” and then my brain turned it krbk because when does it not lmao

Anon said: your art is the soothing balm to my soul recently, thank you for posting so much beautiful content. i hope you have a lovely week. ♡

sob thank you so much, I’m glad my doodling can help you feel better ;; <3

Anon said: Friendly reminder anon from last time: that post I left last time I had only eaten 7 gingersnaps that day and hadn’t drank any water. So that encouraged me to actually self care. Thank you.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! well I hope you’re taking care of yourself today too! And as fair trade, I’ll do the same myself! <3

Anon said: Hi! I'm an artist and I'm thinking of making a sideblog for my art. Do you have any tips?

Ah man, I’m sorry but I’m not the best person to ask this to! I started this sideblog cause I had too many followers on my main and I didn’t want my stuff to be seen by that many people at first, so whatever I did probably isn’t what you’re looking for :( but really there isn’t much to it, just post whatever you like to draw, tag it as best as you can (but remember that only the first five tags appear in the search page) and be patient, since whatever you do at first you won’t get much attention anyway - the only real advice I can give is to draw something that makes you happy and that you’d draw anyway even if no one were to see it, it’ll make keep posting despite a possible lack of activity a lot easier!

Anon said: Your goge art🥺🥺

I just love them so much ( TT’’’TT)9

Anon said: how the fuck have i not been following you? I remember seeing your bakushima art in the bnha tag and always thinking it's so cute. Now you're into JJK too??? and the satosugu art??? fuckin, diabetes incarnate. I love it. I love you. Your art 10/10. I'm tired lmao.

WELL thank you for the follow!! And for thinking my stuff is cute!!!!! I do my best with that, I want all the soft things for my favs 😌

Anon said: Are you gonna draw Gojou/Getou comic?? 👉🏻👈🏻 WOULD LOVE TO READ IT

you mean an actual doujin? I don’t think I will, sorry! I’m really no good at long projects orz but thank you so much for wishing to read something like that from me!!! ;A;

Anon said: Hello! YOUR ART IS SO FREAKING GORGEOUSSSS!!! I love them so much!! If I may ask you one question. Between Getou amd Gojou, who do you see as top/bottom? Just curious

THANK YOU!!!!! And I honestly don’t care as long as they’re happy and together!!! please let them be happy and together 🙏🙏🙏

Anon said: i want you to know!!! i followed you for your kiribaku art but!!! i love your art so much that idc what you post because it's all just!!!! incredible and wonderful and stunning!!!

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!!! this means a lot to me so seriously thank you so much!!!!

Anon said: d'you think bakugo has like headaches or migraines after training or battles because of how loud his quirk is? like, i listen to music slightly too loud and my head is sending me to hell. (unless you go with the hoh hc which is also 👌)

I like to think Baku’s body is attuned enough to his own quirk that he wouldn’t get drawbacks of the kind tbh, though that wouldn’t be a bad thought for when he just starts to increase the output/width and strength of his explosions............ well, I myself suffer from chronic headaches and migraines so I’m always up for projecting on my favs ngl lmao

Anon said:  so like... dragon kirishima's eyes glow right? like, if we equate his dragon-ness to unbreakable his eyes glow? they also glow when he's half shifted? honestly i just live glowing eyes

Oh hell yeah I’m all for that, definitely definitely, I love glowing eyes with my whole heart and Kiri’s eyes in unbreakable are just so!!!!!! NGH *chef kiss* the more of unbreakable there is in his dragon form the happier I am ( TT^TT)9

Anon said: me, scrolling through your blog: ah shit guess im gonna have to start watching jjk

!!!!! hope it won’t hurt you too much, anon!!

Anon said: dragon!kiri and bakugo having a tug-of-war match over a piece of meat. both have it in their mouths. both are determined to win.

Kiri is turned into his dragon form and Baku still wins, hell yeah

Anon said: your satosugu is top tier!! it's hard to find stuff for them that isn't straight up angst so your art has been super cool and also very very cute!! (tho if you went with angst, it wouldn't be a bad thing obviously)

AH I’m so happy to hear you like them!!!! but also happy you wouldn’t mind angst, as I do like them the best happy and soft but my brain, my brain has been throwing sads my way for a while now 👀 I got some ideas

Anon said: What program/device do you use??

Easy Paint Tool SAI and a wacom intuos!! Though I got myself an ipad+procreate just yesterday and I’ve been messing around with it, let’s see how that one goes!

Anon said: *inahles* i am simping for mohawk man please tell me everything about your ocs immediately or i will detonate

THANK YOU FOR LIKING HIM HE’S CALLED DAVIDE Dav for short, he’s a cat of a man and a music instrument enthusiast (mostly string ones, but he’s very good with the piano as well) - he works in a music instruments store, and he’s a uni student majoring in philosphy! He doesn’t like bothersome things, he isn’t very good at taking anything seriously or putting effort in stuff, but he’s very chill to spend time with and generally a nice chat both if you want mindless thoughts or deep conversations (he’s a philosophy major after all). He can’t sing for shit, he’s got two cats (tago and schelly!), and he just wants a quiet life to laze around but all his friends are hurricanes in human bodies, but then again, he picked them himself so he can’t complain. He’s a good boy!! I’m planning a comic for him and his boy Ross >:]

[jaylixjun]

last kiss pt.2

this is part two of the song fic “last kiss” ! it’s down below if you want to read it !!

https://winchester-fredweasleysgf.tumblr.com/post/650322643337232384/last-kiss

fred weasley x reader

angst

fred stood outside of his flat after he closed the door. he looked in front of him shocked.

did he just do that ?

he was able to hear her sobs from the open window, her trying to catch her breath and mumbling things to herself .

yes, he did that.

he finally felt the tears fall and stream down his face, he contemplated in going back but couldn’t.

he gripped his little messenger bag filled with two outfit changes and toiletries with one hand.with his free one, he wiped his tears with his sleeve, he couldn’t look back and her sobs sounded louder and louder to him.

he picked up his feet,feeling heavy like if he was wearing concrete shoes as he walked to george’s flat a few blocks away, tears falling down.

a few moments earlier….

fred had gotten home a few hours later than he intended.

12:30am read the clock

he had been working since early morning and felt exhausted, this wasn’t the first time this happened, the shop kept getting busier and busier by the minute.

fred got in his flat quietly trying not to wake y/n.

“freddie ? is that you ?” he heard from upstairs

“huh yeah it’s me” he mumbled as he saw her come down the stairs in her cute hedgehog pajamas and fox slippers

“hello love, how was work today ? i’m assuming fun ?” she said sarcastically smiling as she pointed at his tired face and tried to go in for a kiss

“it was fine , im gonna go take a shower” he said dodging it and walking up the stairs .

she would be lying if she said that didn’t sting, but she brushed it off , he probably did have a hard day.

“uh o-okay , i’ll make you some tea”

she wasn’t sure if he even heard.

-

20 minutes later, she heard footsteps coming down the stairs, she was confused when he wasn’t in his pajamas .

“you sure you’ll sleep comfortable in that ?” she giggled grabbing his favorite mug and pouring the hot water into the mug along with a tea bag .

“where are you thinking of going at this hour freddie?” she asked turning around to get fred some biscuits

“george’s”

“how come?” she asked confused “are you two going to work on something new?” she asked again, putting the biscuits beside him and sitting down.

“no” he said

“then ?”

“we should break up” he said suddenly pushing away the tea and cookies .

“wait what ?”

“please don’t make me repeat it”

“but why ?!” y/n asked feeling her throat closing and tears breaming her eyes

“is this one of your pranks?” she said trying to blink the tears away smiling

“no, it’s not, i’m sorry” he said standing up

“wait wait hold up, i’m so confused what happened ? aren’t we going to talk about it? freddie? what’s wrong?” she said standing up too , all he did was walk towards the closet and got his messenger bag .

y/n went after him and held his hand.

“freddie, are you serious ? what happened? why are we breaking up, what did i do? did i do something? why are you leaving??” she said, couldn’t keep away the tears, she felt everything coming apart, she cried a little bit more when he pulled away his hand and adjusted his bag.

“im sorry y/n”

“this is how you’re gonna leave me? you’re not even gonna tell me why? you’re better than this!! please fred, don’t leave, tell me what happened !”

“i’ll be looking for a new flat soon,i’m going to stay with george for a bit,i will be coming for my stuff tomorrow”

“please freddie, i love you, can’t we talk for like at least five minutes??!”she said frantically

“goodbye y/n” fred said walking towards the door

“please please don’t! don’t l-leave me like this, i can’t just please don’t” she said sobbing and choking on her words.

he just opened the door and left.

she couldn’t believe it.

they were fine that morning before he left to work

-

that morning…

fred and y/n we’re sleeping peacefully, his arms around her , his face nuzzled in her neck, he held her like if she was his teddy bear.

beep beep beep beep !!

he heard the first time the alarm went off, he really had to be early that day, he had been waking up at night due to him being on the look out making sure he didn’t over sleep.

he reached over and turned it off groaning, y/n shifted feeling fred move and eventually waking up right away.

“fred ?” she said groggy from sleep and barely waking up

“shh it’s okay darling, i’m just going to go get ready for work, you can go back to sleep”

“hmm noo i’ll get up too”

“love it’s okay” he said giggling at her bed head, still thinking she was beautiful”go back to sleep” he kissed her forehead.

when fred went to go change, y/n got up stretching her limbs and getting her slippers.

“what are you doing up?” he asked smiling up at her

“well, since you’re rushing to go to work and probably won’t have time to get breakfast right now, i know you’re not going to eat until later sooo i though why not make you something !” she said blowing at kiss his way and running down to the kitchen before he got to protest,making him shake his head and laughing quietly to himself while he buttoned the last of his buttons in his shirt.

-

he went down after he had done everything to get ready for work, hearing y/n wash the dishes downstairs.

“hey darling”

“hey freddie”

“why are you washing by hand, we have magic you know?”

“yeah but its okay to do it like this once in a-hey !”she said as fred casted a spell for them to clean themselves

“you’re welcome” he said with a smirk

“whatever” she rolled her eyes

“anywayss , i made you a quick omelette, i know you have to go and i didn’t have enough time to make you something else but you need to eat something”

“it’s perfect y/n/n , thank you, i’ll eat it fast over there”

“here i made george one too, he’s probably rushing just as much as you are”y/n said handing him a container with his breakfast

“thank you, i’m sure he’ll appreciate it”he said kissing her nose making her blush

“oops i have to go love” he said going over for his jacket

“alright, be safe okay ?” she said walking towards him

“i always am” he said smirking

“hmm yeah okay” she said while he placed his hands on her face and held her delicately, stroking his thumb across her cheekbone looking into her eyes.

“i love you” they said at the same time, making fred smile and y/n blush, they leaned in, giving each other a sweet kiss, making them melt inside.

“alright lover boy, you’re gonna be late for work” y/n said , her cheeks tinted pink after their kiss

“only because you say so” he said kissing her hairline before going over to the counter and grabbing his and george’s breakfast.

“i love youuu !!!” he said running out the door turning around to look at her

“i love you most” she said waving at him before he left.

…never thought that would be their last kiss.

-

what went wrong ? y/n didn’t know nor have any sort of clue what.

an hour later of her crying in the living room, she got up and grabbed her suitcases.

she went up to their room and packed all of her belongings.

she grabbed her wand by the nightstand trying to get out of the house as fast as she could.

she got a hold of her suitcases,knowing she forgot a thing or two but didn’t really care, and aparated to hermione’s and ron’s front step, she almost went to ginny but she knew she would tear fred a new one no matter what time it was.

ron and hermione were pissed at fred when they found out, they let her stay the night there before she went to look for an apartment in the morning.

-

when fred told george about what happened, george was screaming and cussing him out, calling him an idiot almost telling him to get out, but he couldn’t and although fred didn’t cry and acted tough, george could see he was hurting.

the next morning when fred went to go pick up his things,he knew something felt off. when he entered the house it felt empty, not that he expected it to be filled with love though, it was too quiet, he slowly went upstairs to their bedroom and saw the closet door open but no y/n, he saw all of her things were gone and knew she moved out instead. he sat in the bed and let his tears fall.

within two days of them breaking up, all the weasley’s had already found out, all of them upset with fred for leaving her with no explanation, he felt embarrassed to tell them why.

george visited y/n in her new flat for the whole week of her living there. when he went back one day and saw the “for rent” sign back up, he went up and knocked on the door frantically until one of the person living there told him that a young lady had moved out that morning.

he quickly went over to fred’s house and screamed at him. he cried that his best friend was gone and didn’t know where she went. he didn’t talk to fred for about a week.

-that was months ago .

fred knew george had been hanging out with y/n and that so had ginny,ron,hermione and harry. he never said anything or ask about her because he knew he had no place in doing that.

he would be lying if he said he didn’t miss her. some days, he would be grumpy and other days he would lock himself in his room crying softly over her. he thought no one noticed, but of course his twin always knew.

over the months, he had less and less of an idea on why he broke up with her,he kept saying he did the right thing but then he would always doubt himself. he had pushed his feelings about this for a while saying he didn’t deserve to be sad about this situation, so now it was hitting him a bit harder. he wondered how she was and if she met someone new or anything, but didn’t have the guts to ask george or anyone. he always acted like if he was unbothered. he really wanted to see her again and hold her, tell her how sorry she was and that he was an ass for leaving her with no explanation.

george was able to see how sorry he felt for himself and seen his spark slowly fade. george himself also missed having y/n a walking distance, although he could always aparate to her house, it was different, they used to see each other almost everyday .

fred wished she could just come back, until one day she did .

-

fred woke up with a headache, and like the last few months, there was no y/n next to him sleeping.

he groaned getting up rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. he looked over to where y/n used to sleep. he wasn’t able to move out from that house. he had left everything how y/n had left it. he stared over the same spot for a few more seconds before he caught on. he cleared his throat and got up to get ready for his day.

he adjusted his tie while looking at himself and his messy hair that he had let grow like he had in his sixth year. still managing to pull it off .

he went downstairs and ate his breakfast before he aparated to work.

“hey mate, it’s your day off ! what are you doing here?” george asked when he saw fred aparate infront of him, not admitting it lowkey scared him a bit.

“yeah i know, i just didn’t have anything to do”

“um welllll” george thought while scratching his eyebrow “you can restock those things over there and put away those boxes” he said pointing to the objects.

“ok” fred said bluntly.

george knew it was one of those days so he let him be.

“alright man, later you want to go pick up some lunch or something”

“uh yeah sure”

“brilliant !”

-

more stocking up later and running around the store, 12 o’clock hit.

“alrightttt dear old brother of mine!!what shall we go eat for lunch today!!” fred heard george loudly say as he entered the room he was in

“huh?”

“where do you want to go eat?”

“dunno, anywhere really, doesn’t matter”

“oh cmon not a place in mind? huh? leaky cauldron maybe?”

fred got up and adjusted his work jacket/blazer

“not really”

“alright then, move your bloody arse and let’s see where we shall go!!” he said pushing fred out the door.

-

the twins had been walking around diagon ally for a while now deciding where to go.

“cmon freddie, just pick a place”

“we should just go back to work, i’m not that hungry anyways”fred said turning around and tried to make his way over to the joke shop leaving george behind.

george had tried to go after fred, he was able to see him a few feet away and was about to run to catch up with him when he accidentally bumped into someone.

“…and can we go try those cauldron cake you like so mu-woooa !!!”

“i am so sorry ma’am i apologize !”

“marianne are you okay?!”

“georgie ???” y/n exclaimed

“y/nn ??!!”george said while pulling her into big hug .

“you two know each other?” marianne asked

“yes ! he’s my best friend”

“i’m george weasley, i’m so sorry again”

“i’m marianne y/l/n, y/n’s cousin and it’s all good don’t worry” she said as they shook hands and both let out some “nice to meet you’s”

“what are you doing back here ?!!decide to come and visit me ??” george smirked.

“no you big bloke” y/n jokingly said, “our cousin is having a baby and we came over for her baby shower, and you? where you rushing off to?”

“well uhh” george tried to come up with an excuse but his eyes widened when he saw him already staring at them with his mouth open,shocked.

-

a few moments earlier with fred ..

he had tried to make his way to their shop, he felt bad for just leaving george there, he didn’t feel hungry and just wanted to go back to work to distract himself before he went back home and go back to feeling sorry for himself.

he knew george was trying to catch up to him, he wasn’t far behind and he hadn’t walked far enough due to the tons of people around, he knew he had crashed into someone because he heard him apologize.

“marianne are you okay?!” he heard someone exclaim

that voice he instantly recognized.

that same voice made him stop dead in his tracks.

he couldn’t believe his ears and just thought he was imagining it.

until he heard it again.

“georgie ???”

“y/n ??!!” he heard george say, confirming his suspicions of y/n being a few yards away from him

he slowly turned around and saw her, her back was facing him but he still managed to gasp as he let himself acknowledge he wasn’t dreaming.

he felt his feet moving quite slowly but surely making his way over to them, his eyes welling up, he hadn’t seen her in months, which had felt like an eternity to him. he had blocked out everyone and every noice, it’s like his feet kept moving on his own til he finally stopped , less than ten feet away.

he saw george look up and his eyes widened when he saw fred, which made him snap out of it a bit.

y/n and marianne saw george looking behind him with a distressed face which made them turn around.

y/n saw what george was looking at

both fred’s and y/n’s eyes connected, making her let out a loud gasp

she saw his face in person after a while, she couldn’t believe it. he had let his hair grow out, it was messy but it still looked good on him.

he saw that she had changed her hair too, she had gotten a haircut, but her eyes looked sad, she had under eye circles that were still visible even when covering up with concealer and saw her face go a bit pale when she saw him.

marianne right away knew what was going on, she knew that was fred, y/n’s ex, and knew the person that bumped into her was the same george y/n has been hanging out with.

she saw y/n’s eyes start to well up, she turned to look at george and he just gave her a “shit” look, she right away gave fred a dirty look.

“y/n…” fred whispered as he took a few steps forward

y/n had never turned around that fast in her life, she felt dizzy, she didn’t know if it was because of what was happening or because she turned so fast, maybe both.

“we have to go, i’ll see you later okay george ??” she said desperately

“y/n” fred said a bit louder while he tried to walk closer to her but marianne stopped him.

“y/n” he said firmly, almost begging, he knew she had heard him but just ignored it, which hurt him but understood.

“i’m so so-“fred desperately tried to apologize but didn’t get to say it

“bye georgie” y/n said while quickly taking out her wand and apparating away .

he didn’t miss to see the tears already escaping her eyes before she left.

“no! is-is she-“ fred tried to ask

“no! you do not get to ask anything about her !” marianne loudly said, making a few heads turn around to where they were standing.

“but-“

“but nothing!”she told fred, with a nasty look on her face.

“i’ll go check up on her” she told george, not before she gave fred one last mean look and went after y/n, knowing she went back to her house.

fred dropped his head ,let it hung low and put his hands over his face,feeling a few tears come out.

“cmon fred, let’s go back to the shop” george said patting his back and walking to their destination.

-

Once y/n apparated back to her house,she dropped her purse on her bedroom floor and cuddled herself on her bed crying,just letting her tears drown her while sobbing.

a few minutes later, she heard her cousin get home.

“y/n/n ?, are you in here?”

she didn’t get any respond but her sobs let her know she was in there.

“oh honey come here” marianne said approaching her, sitting next to her while y/n was crying her eyes out.

“shh shh it’s okay let it out”marianne consoled her,stroking her hair.

“i can’t see him again marianne,i tried to move on i really did and now he appears i can’t ! what-what if he finds out where i am and-and i can’t go through that i can’t !!!”y/n rambled sobbing.

“honey it will be okay”

y/n cried, trying to get some words out,not knowing what to say.

“it’s okay,i’m here for you”

y/n just nodded and stayed there for a few minutes.

“i’m so sorry mari”

“hey,it’s okay y/n/n, you don’t have to apologize”

she just sniffled.

“you want to go take a bath? get refreshed and maybe we can watch a movie and i can go get some snacks, maybe your favorite ice cream?”

“o-okay” she replied while wiping her tears, standing up from her bed.

“here i’ll go get you a glass of water, be right back”

while marianne went for her water, y/n took out her pajamas,undergarments,towels and her fox slippers.

“here you go”marianne came in handing her the cup.

“i’ll be downstairs, howl if you need anything” she chuckled

“thank you”

once marianne left the room, y/n undressed herself, wrapping the towel around her and took her things to her bathroom.

she turned on the water and let it fill up a bit. while it was filling up, y/n stared at herself in the mirror, her puffy red eyes burning up as she started to create some more tears.

she finally let go of her towel and stepped into the warm water.

-

meanwhile at the joke shop. . .

fred and george entered their store, george flipping their “open” sign over to “closed”

fred was making his way upstairs when george stopped him.

“where do you think you’re going?”

“upstairs” fred said quietly

“no you’re not,you’re going to come talk to me”

“georg-“

“no fred, you need to let me know what happened when you two broke up, why did you do it fred? you won’t even tell me!”

“george,i don’t know”

“what do you mean you don’t know! you just can’t do that! i mean cmon ! you left her with no explanation and when she’s doing better you just come barging in !”

“i’m sorry” fred said while he just let his tears escape

“i’m not the one you should be apologizing to, you’re my brother and i love you, but you can be an idiot sometimes, i understand you’re hurting and your feelings are valid, but what you did was not okay, i still can’t understand why you did what you did, it hurt her a lot freddie, whenever i would go see her, she would always ask about you and how you’re doing, she still loves you,and very much.”

“i miss her george, i miss her a lot” he choked out

“i know you do mate”

“i need to see her, georgie please tell me where she is, i need to make things right again”

“fred..i-“

“please george i’m begging you”fred exclaimed, crying a bit harder

“look fred, i’m not sure if she would be comfortable with that”

“please george,please ! i’ll leave her alone if that’s what she wants me to do! i need to at least try !”

george looked at how desperate he looked, he looked completely in shambles, both of his best friends were hurting right now, he too wished it went back to how it was, he knew it was definitely not going to be that easy.

george took one more look at fred and sighed.

“okay,fine alright”

fred felt like he could collapse right there, he was finally going to go talk to her and try to make things right after 5 long months.

“can we go right now?”

“right now? fred are you sure you’re ready? and don’t you think she needs some space right now?”

“i have to george!”

“okay okay, just hold on, let me go lock up” george said getting up”i won’t take long”

fred sighed and sat down with his hands over his face.

-

after what felt like an eternity later, george came back up.

george saw how fred was bouncing his leg up and down and how fast he stood up when he saw him come in.

“what took you so long!”

“woah, it’s not that easy mate, you’ve been working here as long as i have”

“sorry, can we please go now?”

“are you sure fred? i mea-“

“yes! just please take me to her”

“alright”

-

i actually hit the limit😭the link to the continuation of this is up now !!

[kiyoedits]

MONDO OWADA

- He loved every parts of you your intelligence, your body, your heart, your everything

- You'll do tiktok dances everyday you kept asking him to dance with you but he'll never do it with you, you caught him dancin in his room you recorded him dancing till he saw you near the door with your phone you ran to your room but you didn't know where else to go

"YOU BETTER DELETE IT OR ELSE!!" - Mondo

"no" you giggled, he grabbed you by the hand and trying to delete it but you send it anyways

"Damn You!.." He left the room mad

You kinda felt bad for sending but you thought it was funny, you went to find him sitting on the couch with anger on his face. "Ahw babe don't be angy your dance was perfect."

- Mondo will hold you buy the hand around public people but when he's with his gangs some random guy will walk up to you and start a conversation with you trying to flirt with you, Mondo came up to you and grabbed you by the waist "stay away from my girl or else" - Mondo

(⚠️I WANNA GIVE YOU WARING ABOUT SELF HARM⚠️)

-"Your fat no one likes you" - Hiyoko,

-"Your not fit or beautiful like me, now get away from me rat" - Sonia (I'm sorry y'all Sonia lovers!)

You ran away with tears in your eyes, you bumped into Teru he looked at you with his grin smirk on his face and slapped your butt you ran away and went to your room crying, you sat on the floor thinking about negative thoughts about you 'I'm fat, im ugly, no one loves me, I'm useless, I should kill my self, I shouldn't be in this world' you got up and went out to the kitchen you looked around the kitchen to check if there's no one, no one was in the kitchen so you went up to grabbed the knife and put it in your pocket til you heard someone footstep "Huh y/n what are you doing in here? - Mondo "I-I was hungry" you studderd, "Oh- umm...I was thinking that we can hang ou-" he got cut off "I-I can't I'm busy.." "busy with on what?" "w-with h-h-homework" "but we dont have homewor?.." "oh umm busy working with C-Chihiro on stuff...." "o-oh.. okay..." you left immediately but Mondo grabbed you by the hand "But when your done working can we ha-" "I'm sorry but I'm busy!" You left to your room, "Am boring?.. or am I not good enough for her?.."

*TIME PASS BY*

You where in your room with your knife thinking, you cutted your wrist and more till there pink blood on the floor, "H-hey are you in there cause I ask chihiro is y/n with you? But you weren't with her.." he open the door and see you In a pink blood bath "Y/N ARE YOU FU*KIN OKAY!" he came next to you and carried you to the nurse.

"O-O-oh my what happened to Y/N!?" - Mikan "IDK I just came in and saw y/n with a knife in a bloody pool" "I-I-I'll help her get well, you can put her on the bed and go back to class t-thank you for bring her in" "y-yeah.." he left the room while Mikan helped you.

*TIME SKIP BC IM LAZY 12:41am*

As you got better Mondo walked up to you "H-hey y/n are you okay?" "I-I'm fine" "are you sure?..." "I'm totally fine" you tear up a bit, "hey hey something wrong?" You hugged him and cried he was shocked he hugged you back and trying to chee you up "Shhh it's okay y/n let it all out" "...mondo...." "hmh yeah?" "D-do you think I'm fat?.." "Huh..no your not fat your beautiful the way you are" your face went tint pink, "I..I I love you M-Mondo I- I know you won't feel the same way-" mondo cutted you off by a kiss "I feel the same way you".

ahh sorry I can't one up sorry if it's short but I can take some requests

[hikari-writes]

『Haikyuu!!』

Fluff Oneshot

Winter Wonderland Collab

❝ A Very Special Christmas Eve ❞

Pairing: Iwaizumi Hajime

Warning: None, just some fluff, and mention of one death, and iwa being the husband material he is

Genre: F L O O F

Words: 2.6k

Notes:

- F!Reader

A/N: heres my piece for the winter wonderland collab!! Hope yall enjoy this one!!

Winter Wonderland Masterlist

Your legs swing from side to side as you snuggle closer to the pillow in your arms. The black screened TV stares back at your bored eyes lifelessly, as if expecting you to turn it on. You heave another heavy sigh when you receive a text notification from Hajime. You open the message and a wry smile naturally comes to your lip when you see your husband’s messages.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N…. I dont think i can make it to movie night tonight,,, I still have so many work to do at the office”

You correct your position on the couch before facing your phone again and replying to Hajime’s messages. 

“It’s okay hub :) dont work too hard now <3”

You close your phone and go back to staring around your empty living room. How many times has this been already, you thought to yourself. 

Ever since Hajime got promoted at his workplace, he has been busier than ever. Of course you're happy for him and you appreciate him doing so much to provide for you both but you can't help but to feel lonely sometimes.

Before his promotion, it's already been a tradition for the two of you to have a movie night together so you can relax and spend some quality time as a married couple.

Even still, he does a lot of things to make it up to you, like making you breakfast early in the morning before you wake up, kissing your forehead and cheeks whenever he gets home after work and a lot more. Just to show his affection and love for you even though he's constantly busy and swamped with works.

You check your phone again to see a new message from Hajime. He tells you that you can go to sleep first, since he'll probably be back at a later time. As you type out your reply for him, you can't help but notice the date shown on top of your phone screen.

It's nearing Christmas. Precisely one week from today. You think back on the memories you shared with Hajime from your previous years of spending Christmas Eve with him. 

Those moments are your favourite memories with Hajime of them all. It feels so nice to enjoy a meaningful holiday together with someone you love. Your smile fades as you remember back on how busy Hajime has been.

“Maybe we can't celebrate Christmas Eve together this year….”

You can't help but to feel a little bit disappointed at that realization, but you tried to stay positive...for Hajime's sake. You don't want to burden him by asking him to leave his work early just because you wanted to spend some more time with him. 

“What?? You don't think Iwa-ch--- I mean, Hajime-kun can be home for Christmas Eve because he'd be busy with his work??”

You silently sip your bubble tea as you stare at Oikawa's shocked face through the screen of your computer. After fiddling with the straw a bit, you nod your head at his question. 

“Y/N-chan, that's ridiculous! No matter how busy he may be, he can't possibly miss spending an important holiday like that with you.”

“I don't know, Oikawa….He's been busy these past few days. And I honestly won't be surprised if he's going to be busy again until Christmas Eve.”

You let out a heavy sigh and Oikawa gives a look of sympathy at you. 

You slump back into your chair and take another sip of your drink until there's nothing left in the cup, filling the empty silence between you two. There is a faint sound of people talking in a foreign language from Oikawa's side of the screen.

“I'm not trying to be ungrateful or anything since I know he's working hard for the both of us but….”

You bring your knees from under the table and hug it closer to your face, covering your entire face. 

“I just...I don't know if I can handle being alone for Christmas Eve without Hajime.”

You mumble those words through your hidden face, not really caring if Oikawa heard that or not but from the way his soft voice calls out your name, you assume he did. 

You hide your pained face in your knees for a lot longer, not noticing the clicking sound coming from behind you. Not until you hear Oikawa calling out your husband's name in a panic do you finally lift your head from the safe spot of your knees.

You stare at Hajime who's still in his suit. He came back rather early today. 

Hajime furrows his eyebrows at Oikawa when seeing how you were just hiding your face in your knees a few moments ago. 

“Hey, Shittykawa. You weren't trying to make Y/N cry were you?”

The sharp tone of his voice sends a chill down Oikawa's spine and he quickly laughs it off with a smile.

“Hajime-kun, that's mean!! I would never do that to my best friend's wife!”

Hajime puts a hand around your shoulder and lowers his face a bit to match the level of your computer screen before continuing to bicker again with Oikawa. 

The scene seems nostalgic to you, bringing your memories again to the times you were in high school. You can't help but to smile softly at them, enjoying their bickering a bit more before deciding that it's getting late and you and Hajime best return to bed by now.

After you close your computer, you turn to Hajime and he immediately plants a kiss on top of your forehead as he always does whenever he comes back. 

“You're home early today.”

You comment while wrapping your arms around his neck, resting your head on his chest and taking in the soft beating of his heartbeats.

“Yeah, I finished my work early today.”

He heaves a weary sigh as he replies to you, and you plant another kiss on the bridge of his nose before grinning. 

“Well, I'm glad I could snuggle with you tonight while we're sleeping then.”

You both share a kiss before going off to do your night routine. 

After you're done with your night routines, you climb onto your bed and snuggle into your soft pillow before pulling out your phone to kill some time while waiting for Hajime to finish his shower. 

When you feel a big hand being placed on top of your shoulder, you close your phone and turn back to face Hajime with a soft smile. 

“So what were you talking with Oikawa about?”

Hajime starts as the both of you get under the duvet. 

“Just catching up and asking him how he's been. He seems to be pretty happy there. Oh, and, it seems that he's still having a hard time trying to not call you Iwa-chan.”

You giggle a bit when remembering back how Oikawa kept referring to Hajime as Iwa-chan like he used to in high school while the both of you were in a video call just now. Now that you're also an “Iwaizumi”, he can't really use the nickname “Iwa-chan” for Hajime anymore. 

Hajime hums a bit before nodding.

“Can't say I'm surprised there.”

He pulls you into a hug and you close the distance between you two by snuggling into his chest. You could smell the fresh scent of the body soap he used. It was calming and very like him. 

“Something’s bothering you, isn’t it?”

The sudden question almost makes you flinch in his arms. You can’t afford to let him know now but you can’t bring yourself to cover it up and lie to him either. Especially because of how sharp and attentive he can be towards you. 

“Yeah… a bit. I was just wondering about that coworker I told you about before.”

Hajime looks down at you and seems thoughtful for a moment.

“You’re still worried about how she would cope with her husband’s death?”

You nod in his chest and tighten your arms around his sturdy build.

Technically, it’s not a lie. You were extremely concerned and worried about your coworker who recently just lost her husband. You can’t help but think, if you were in her place, how would you handle it.

“Losing someone as important as your partner is certainly something that’s hard to cope with. But, knowing that now they’re in a better place up there, watching over you and wanting you to go through life, full of smiles...I think that just makes you feel a lot better. You might not be able to be together now, but one day, you will reunite and you’ll have an eternal span of time to be together.”

You look up at Hajime who’s stroking your hair softly. You didn’t expect him to say all that. Those words just made your heart clench more and you pull on his shirt to lower his face and give him a kiss on his lips. 

“Hajime you’re more destructive than I originally thought....”

You bury your face in his chest again, hiding your steaming face and leaving your husband confused.

Days passed and it’s finally Christmas Eve. Many people are in the shopping district, buying the necessities for their home decor and ingredients for cooking. As always, you had bought everything beforehand so as to avoid the gathering crowd.

It’s nearing evening and you can see many young couples around, sitting together and gazing at the decorations in the shopping district. You can’t help but to look at them with nostalgia. It reminded you so much of your younger days with Hajime.

You shake the thought from your head and continue walking away. You chose to take a detour after you’re done with work today, just so you could take a look at the busy shopping district. Since it’s Christmas Eve today, you thought that you’ll start decorating your house when you get back home.

“Hajime’s probably gonna be busy today and tomorrow too so I can take my time a bit,” you mumble to yourself and continue making your way through the district.

Moments after you said that, you received a text message from Hajime that weighs upon your heart like a heavy rock.

”Babe, I’m so sorry I can’t make it home before 12…. Seems like we’ll miss spending time together for this year’s Christmas Eve. Im so sorry again, i know how much you’ve been looking forward to Christmas Eve every year but the work just keep on piling up. And for Christmas tomorrow too...I’m so sorry.”

You thought that maybe if he can’t make it for Christmas Eve, you would have had time to spend on Christmas the next day. You have to accept the fact that this year, there’s just no other way other than to spend it alone and being wrapped up in your blanket. You honestly much prefer Hajime’s strong arms to wrap you up, though.

Christmas Eve is considered to be one of the most popular days to celebrate as a couple and you truly enjoyed spending it with Hajime every year. That’s why you value the celebration so much and you honestly don’t want to celebrate it with anyone else other than him.

Although your main concern right now is more towards the fact that he’s been working too much lately. You’re definitely worried about his health more than anything right now.

“It’s really okay bb! Im grown up now and i know we cant celebrate Christmas eve together every year :) Im just worried that youve been working too much and havent had much rest lately :(( make sure to take care of yourself u hear me ??!”

You see him replying with a promise that he will, and that somehow put you at ease. You tell him you'll reach home soon and send a last 'I love you' message before turning off your phone and picking up your pace.

“I’m home….”

You open the lock and step inside the empty and dark house. 

But something feels wrong.

At the center of the living room, you can make out several colourful light bulbs hanging from a Christmas tree.

“Huh….that’s weird. I didn’t remember putting anything there….”

In fact, you haven't even started decorating yet. It makes you wonder if you have decorated the living room while you were asleep.

“But I'm pretty sure it was empty around here before I left for work….”

You look around your house once more and sure enough, it's filled to the brim with Christmas decoration. Your heart flutters at the sight, completely disregarding the odd fact that the house has already been decorated even though you don't remember doing so.

All of a sudden, you feel a pair of strong arms around your waist, pulling you closer before all the lights in the house are turned on. 

“Merry Christmas, Y/N.”

The soft voice of Hajime coming from behind startled you a bit, but that doesn't stop the tears that're welling up in your eyes.

“Hajime?! But-- I thought that--”

When you feel his grip around you loosens, you turn around to face him, not really realizing the tears that are threatening to fall down your eyes.

“Surprise?”

He says with a shrug and a grin before embracing you once again. You bury your face in his chest and before you know it, you're already starting to let the tears and a few hiccups out.

Hearing you crying, Hajime quickly releases you with his eyes wide, inspecting your face while you try to hide it in your hands.

“Y/N, what's wrong?”

You can hear his panicked voice calling for you and your hiccups slowly turn into a soft laughter.

“S-sorry...it's just, I really wasn't expecting this and…..All this time I've just felt so lonely thinking that you won't be able to spend Christmas with me but… but this surprise really caught me off guard and my tears just started...”

You try to explain through your tear stained face with a smile. Hearing that explanation, Hajime releases a relieved sigh and cups your cheek in his hands before moving it closer to plant a soft kiss on your lips. 

“Sorry I made you feel that way, honey.”

You shake your head and give him another kiss on the lips. You both stare at each other for a moment before letting out a soft giggle. 

As he leads you to the dining room, he explains to you how he's been busy working overnight the days before so that he can get an early leave for Christmas Eve. He wants to make a surprise Christmas celebration with you so he took it upon himself to decorate and cook all the food before you came back home from work. 

“Hajime, I really appreciate you doing this for me….”

You stroke his face and bring it closer but all of a sudden you flick your fingers to his forehead, thankfully not too hard so your fingers aren't too damaged from the hit. 

“But what did I tell you about working too hard, hmmm?? You better be getting enough rest after this or else!”

Your husband just looks at you with a deadpan expression before heaving a small sigh. 

“It's okay, I don't have to go to work tomorrow so I plan to rest anyway.”

He sneaks in another kiss, completely catching you off guard and almost making you forgive him right away if not thanks to your strong wife's willpower.

“Oh but...tomorrow's Christmas so….”

You look at him again and a smile automatically graces your lips in a matter of seconds. 

“We get to spend the whole day together on Christmas then.”

You hum those words out, and skip your way into the dining room with a smiling Hajime following closely behind you. 

“Yeah, I'm looking forward to it.”

That night, the Iwaizumi household is filled with laughter as they dine and chat together, spending their time and valuing each other's company as a happy married couple.

The End

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Simp

Includes: Bokuto Genre: Fluff Prompt: “They would literally do anything for you” “SIMP!”

This is part of our 300 follower event.

During the summer of your second years…something had happen where it lead you to where you were today. And where you were today was kissing the adorable number 12 member of MSBY jackals, Bokuto Koutaro. It was during a summer camp when you were both second years and you had been convinced by bokuto that you HAD to be their manager. Of course you agreed. No one knew of it, well…That’s bullshit, but at least no one would tell you that they knew how PAINFULLY obvious it was. Your crush on the buff male was ridiculous and even a man who’s had his eyes plucked out could have seen it. You didn’t even like volleyball!

“Y/N!!! Can you please help me with this?” Bokuto does little puppy dog eyes with his head resting on your open palms, catching it so he wouldn’t have to surface his cheeks on the book. Giggling at his little plea you tell him to put his desk beside you and soon you teach him the lesson. His eyes were focused and his brows were furrowed in confusion but his tongue stuck out a little as he tried to understand what you had just told him. He was adorable.

“Y/N, let’s go buy bread with kaashi later, okay?” “O-oh…But kou, I made you a lunch box remember? You said you wantes to eat the octopus weenies like in that one show we watched!” And with that you had the team captain of the famous fukurodani volleyball team was munching on your little octopus weenies and rolled eggs.

“Y/N! Please wear my jacket!”

“Kou, don’t cry, okay? You’re always so cool”

“Kou, don’t forget to multiply this okay?”

“Y/N, please sit with me at the field trip!”

“Y/N!”

“Kou!”

“Y/N!”

“Yes, kou?”

“Kaashi! Can you please hand this to kou? I need to go home early today but it might rain! Kou doesn’t bring—“ “Y/N-san I think you should tell Bokuto-san your feelings”

Flushed and warm, your cheeks were on fire and soon you were trying to fan your face. Akaashi looked at you, dead pan and serious. “W-what do you mean! I-…I don’t have a crush on kou…he’s just a f-fwiend…” the look on his face did NOT budge at all. “I don’t think kou likes me like that though..”

After that you had contemplated on it up until the summer camp. You even searched stuff online and the word simp came up. Giggling but soon you tried to block it out of you brain. Walking towards the gym, you had heard the loud voices of kuroo, bokuto and a very mildly irritated one.

“Brokuto, Isn’t xxxx like your girlfriend this xxxx?!”

“What?! She doesn’t xxx xxx!”

Coming closer to the entrance of the gym…

“Bokuto-san, They would literally do anything for you…” the setter’s voice clearly irritated. Without though you decided to fake a loud shout and say “Simp! Am I right?” Laughing awkwardly…though kenma seemed to laugh with you. He wasn’t laughing with you though…he laughed at the sheer stupidity of the situation. “Y/N! Tell them! You don’t like me like that…do you?” The last part almost a whisper…”I do like you, you’re so dense kou hahaha” you laugh but this time tears form. Almost scared and just panicking. Bokuto slowly walked towards you and carried you as you sobbed to his chest. “Im a simp for you too…” he chuckles to cheer you up. “You simp hahaha” you say, the two of you sharing a laugh.

[rosie-moons]

Beauty and the Beast 1 {} Tale as Old as Time || myg

~Pairing: worstboyfriendever!yoongi x travelenthusiast!reader

~Genre: Angst with a sprinkle of fluff

~Word Count: 3.4k

~Warnings: yoongi being the worst boyfriend 😥😥😥, reader crying 😔😔😔, very cliche scenes, a breakup (not the major part though), yoongi crying 😢😢😢, yoongi cheating on reader (YOONGI I SWORE IF YOU HURT OUR OC LIKE THIS I WOULD PUNCH YOU TILL YOU BLEED but you’re saved for the sake of this story 😡😡😡), reader being too forgiving, swearing

~A/N: well. i just had to give you guys angst after dp, didn't i? i know yoongi's stupid in here but pls don't get mad at him bc he's my bb and i love him too much 🥺. also HOMOPHOBES STAY AWAY, CHOHEE AND NARI ARE MY BABES AND I'LL PROTECT THEM NO MATTER WHAT!

~''~

In your relationship, Yoongi had always been the beast.

Missing dates, drinking at the bar and getting wasted almost every night, overall just fucking around… it was common sense that this was what boyfriends were supposed to do, right?

“Right.” was what you always thought- that boys were uncaring and stupid and undeserving of any love.

Well, any love except for yours.

Somehow, Yoongi always thought that you didn't deserve him, that you were the ugly, cold-hearted beast, that you were supposed to love him without anything in return.

And you always thought he was right; forgiving him after his sobbing apologies again and again, taking care of him after drunken nights again and again, convincing yourself that he really did love you again and again- until you decided this couldn’t go on.

No, you had a life outside of Yoongi.

You had dreams.

You had friends, a good social life, a whole group of boys who’d give you the universe if it meant you could be with them.

Why did you choose Yoongi though?

Why not any of those boys, some of whom were more attractive, more caring, treated you better?

~’’~

“Soulmates,” your best friend Nari huffed, turning her head to look at you. You were having a long-anticipated spa night together, cool cucumber slices resting on your tired eyes and some sort of coconut scented oatmeal mush plastered over your face. “You gotta stop believing in that shit, Y/N.”

You sighed.

“I’m trying, okay? It’s just that… I think… I think believing that one day someone will love you for eternity is better than living every day in heartache. At least it gives you hope, a reason to smile, I guess. Don’t you think so too?”

Nari paused for a minute, nodding subtly as she chowed on a cucumber slice. “Now that I think about it, I guess you’re right…”

You smiled, proud that you’d convinced her.

“...but nah, I still think you should face reality more than your imagination, you really have your head up in the clouds too much. All those fairytales- you know why they’re called fairytales and not realistic tales or something? Because they’re just to lull kids to sleep, all that perfect romance doesn’t exist,” her expression softened. “Hey, I really didn't mean to upset you... I was just- are you thinking about him again?”

You shut your eyes tightly, trying to stop the overflow of tears threatening to spill out. “I… no, I’m not. I just… I don’t…”

“Hey, Y/N, it’s alright…” She immediately scrambled off her massage chair, coming over to yours and pulling you into her arms. “He’s a stupid fucker who doesn’t deserve you. There’s so many good guys who’ll die to be with you, Y/N, I’m sure even Seventeen’s Mingyu would date you if you gave him a chance. Really!”

You sniffled, burying your face in your friend’s chest. “Not everyone’s obsessed with Seventeen like you, Nari.”

“Well,” She hmph’ed. “Are there any K-pop groups you like, then?”

“No.”

“How about TXT? Enhypen? Astro? You like none of them?”

“Enhypen’s okay, I guess…”

“There we go! Okay, okay, who’s your favorite member?”

“The one with the really nice smile.”

“All of them have nice smiles, Y/N. Do you know his name?”

“Uh… Sun-something. I think his last name is Kim.”

“Sunoo? You like Sunoo? OMG! OMG! MY BEST FRIEND LIKES SUNOO!” Nari jumps off the massage chair, making “whoop whoop” noises as she dances across the spa room.

A beautiful raven-haired spa attendant creaks open the door, stepping in. “Hello, ladies. I hope you’re enjoying your evening. I just heard… something, and was wondering if you’re doing okay.”

Nari freezes with her left foot still in the air, arms bent in an awkward position. She coughs, blushing as she scrambled to a standing position. “Yes, um, we’re doing fine. Thank you, er…” Her eyes flicker down to the attendant’s nametag, “Chohee ♥” scribbled in pretty cursive handwriting. “...Chohee.”

You flashed your signature wide smile, giving her a thumbs up. “Yep! Nari just gets excited easily, everything’s okay!”

She smiles back, pretty pink lips devoid of any lip gloss or lipstick. “Alright, then. Call me if you need anything!”

“Wait!” Nari calls after her as she proceeds to shut the door. “How are we supposed to call you if we don’t have your number?”

Chohee laughs awkwardly. “Oh… haha… I meant, like, physically call me, not, like, with a phone… haha… but… I mean… like...” She takes a page from the tiny notebook in her pocket, writing something on it. She hands it over to Nari. “Here’s my number, just don’t… spam me… or anything… um…” She clears her throat. “I hope we can… be… friends… or… something…”

Nari smiles shyly, accepting the paper. “Yeah… thanks, Chohee. Um, it was great meeting you…”

They giggle dumbly together before a shrill “CHOHEE! WE HAVE CUSTOMERS WAITING, YOU KNOW!” interrupts the glassy moment. Chohee immediately jumps back into professionalism, clearing her throat. “Sorry, uh… Nari…? Was that it?”

Nari nods.

“Yeah. Nari. Um, I have to go…”

“Oh, we shouldn’t be interrupting your work, should we?” She laughs. “Thanks for… uh… everything…”

“No problem.” They giggle again. “I really have to get going though… Bye.”

“Bye, Chohee.”

“CHOHEE SEO! IF YOU DON’T GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE NOW YOU’RE FIRED! DO YOU HEAR ME?”

Chohee’s eyes widen. “Oop, gotta go. Bye!” She runs off, Nari yelling one last “BYE!” as she waves.

When she finally closes the door and meets your eyes, she’s practically jumping up and down, heated cheeks glowing a fiery red.

You quirk an eyebrow. “Now do you believe in fairytale love?”

She coughs, picking at a scratchy stud on her arm. “I… no… I mean… maybe…”

You clap your hands once, grinning as you watch your friend’s face burn hotter. “Well, would you look at that! For once, I’m not the one that’s crazily in love and stupidly giddy!”

“Stop, Y/N!” She whines, playfully hitting your arm. “And plus, um, our face masks are hardening. It’s time to wash them off. I’m going to the bathroom. Um. Bye!”

And she’s taking off towards the bathroom, the sound of running water jolting you from your thoughts about… him.

Yoongi.

You bite your lip, wondering how pathetic you could possibly be. He doesn’t love you. He probably has a girlfriend and is about to get engaged. He probably doesn’t even remember you.

You look up at the blinding white ceiling, the soothing forest sounds playing from the speaker you forgot about now your only source of comfort.

Because the last two were “probably”’s, but the first one was a fact- Yoongi didn’t love you, and he never did.

~’’~

“For the last time, Nari, I’m 100% sure she likes you back. Just text her, tell her to meet up with you, confess at some cute caf-”

“No, Y/N! You don’t get it, I’m, like, really, really sure she likes the coffee shop server we met the other day, they were practically making out and- oh god, don’t even remind me about the lovey dovey googly eyes!” Nari stomps her foot childishly as you sigh for the upteenth time.

“Nari, just-” Your eyes widen, a brilliant yet sneaky-ish idea popping into your head. “Actually, it’s okay if you don’t want to just yet. I advise you to go take a shower though, wouldn’t want to be stinky, right?”

“But I’m not going anywhere special-”

“HAHAHAHAHA it doesn’t matter HAHAHAHA just go, go take a shower, go go go right now!”

“You’re acting weird…”

“HAHAHAHA am I now?”

“Um. Yeah. Alright. I’ll go shower. Bye.”

“BYE!”

“You’re being very enthusiastic.”

“Am I?”

“Yeah… bye though.”

It was an ordinary Saturday morning with Nari lounging at your place, complaining that Chohee wasn’t paying attention to her. So you’d tried to convince her to confess- which didn’t work, by the way.

Anyway, with Nari now in the shower and screaming along to “Chandelier” by Sia, you were ready to launch your plan into action.

Swiping her phone off the counter, you typed in the password (which she’d told you, as you told her yours as well) as fast as your glittery fake nailed thumbs could manage, plastic click-clacking against the oil-smudged screen. Nari had a habit of never washing her hands before texting, even after some good ol’ cheetos or fried chicken.

You click on the Textalk app and swipe down until you find Chohee’s contact (written “Chohee baby ♥❦✶⭑").

10:42 am

Nari Lee said: hey chohee :) u there? Chohee baby ♥❦✶⭑ said: nari Chohee baby ♥❦✶⭑ said: r u ok Nari Lee said: of course im ok :D Chohee baby ♥❦✶⭑ said: O-o hmm but u never use emoticons Nari Lee said: oh i just found out that i like them haha

10:43 am

Chohee baby ♥❦✶⭑ said: *raises eyebrow* Chohee baby ♥❦✶⭑ said: ok yeah im here, wassup? Nari Lee said: so… i was just wondering if ur free today for lunch, i have something to say to u Chohee baby ♥❦✶⭑ said: oh yeah ofc! where?

10:44 am

Nari Lee said: um how about magnolia cafe? @12? Chohee baby ♥❦✶⭑ said: awesome! ill be there <3 Nari Lee said: sweet!

~’’~

“So…” You say, casually sliding into Nari’s room. She’s in a fluffy white bathrobe, brushing her hair and singing to herself. “What do you say for lunch at the Magnolia Cafe today?”

She shrugs. “Why not? I just showered, anyway.”

You smirk evilly. “Great! Make sure to put on some makeup and wear something nice.”

“Got it!”

~’’~

“Y/N!” Nari whisper-yells to you. “What in the name of my fuckin’ soggy underwear is Chohee doing here?!”

You hum, unbothered, as you skim over the menu. “How should I know? Anyway, I’m going to order some brunch. How about you?”

“Y/N! Ugh, shut the fuck up, I’m having a life threatening crisis right now! And why is she looking at me? And waving?”

You just smirk, shrugging. “Oops, gotta use the toilet. Bye!” You then dash off towards an empty table right behind theirs, wanting to laugh like a commando mad scientist. Your plan was done, and now it’s just time to see if it works.

Chohee walks over to Nari, and you see her visibly gulp. “Hey, Nari! You said there was something important you wanted to say to me?”

“Uh… I don’t… no? I don’t have anything to say?”

“Oh? Ah, I see. You’re making it suspenseful. Haha, I think I’ve had enough suspense. Spill!”

“Um… I like omelets?”

“What?”

“I… I like plants?”

“Excuse me?”

“Uh, I like you- WHAT AM I SAYING?!” Nari’s hand flies up to cover her mouth. Chohee furrows her brows.

“You… like me? Like, like like me? As more than a friend?”

“I-”

Chohee leans over the table and kisses her full on the lips, the sight so endearing you chuck out your phone and snap 18 photos. When they separate, Chohee’s grinning, Nari’s face a dark crimson and her bottom lip trembling. She touches it.

“You… kissed… me…”

“Mhm.”

“So does that mean-”

“I’d love to go out with you, Nari.”

And they’re giggling again.

~’’~

“HAVE A SAFE TRIP!!” Nari and Chohee call after you for the 26th time, waving like maniacs. You smile.

“I WILL!”

This was going to be the most exciting 2 weeks of your lifetime- you were going to Italy.

Italy.

~’’~

The small coffee shop is cute, light Italian jazz music playing in the background. The wooden walls are adorned with pictures of the owner’s family, the sweet smell of coffee beans drifting in the air.

To put it simply, it’s perfect.

Perfect for an exhausted coffee lover like you.

“A latte, please-” You pause when the server furrows his brow.

“You… eh… wan’ coffee wit’ milk, no? Not jus’ milk?”

“I mean, um…” You immediately pull up your phone and type into Google Translate. “... caffe latte.”

He nods. “Non c’e problema!” And a minute later, your latte is in your hands, the delicious smell wafting up your nostrils.

You sit down on a cushioned seat, marveling at the decorations and how cozy and warm it makes you feel. Taking a sip of your drink, you smile.

The moment is peaceful and happy, the chatter of the other customers fading in your ears as you just smile. No one to interrupt your daydreaming, no one to come over and call your name-

“Y/N?”

Your eyes shoot up, a familiar pair of cat-like ones staring at you. His hair is black as night, swept carelessly against his perfect forehead. His cute pink lips are jutted out in a tiny pout, pale moonlight skin practically shining. He’s ethereal, and hasn’t changed one bit.

“Y/N?” He says again, tilting his head slightly.

“O-oh. Um. Hey, Y-Yoongi, um, didn’t expect to see you here…” You laugh nervously, scratching the back of your head.

He laughs too, sitting down in the seat opposite yours with a black espresso in his hands. “Yeah, I found a job here. You?”

“I’m on vacation.”

“Cool.”

You stare at each other, having nothing to say. It’s like you want to stretch this moment out forever, stretch it until it erases all the horrible things he said and did to you.

He speaks again. “How long has it been?”

“What?”

He closes his eyes, clasping the mug between his hands tightly. “How-how long has it been- since I last saw you?”

You look down at your lap. “2 years.”

Silence.

“I’m sorry, Y/N.”

Your eyes start to wet, a lone tear slipping past your eyelids. There was no barrier now, more droplets following the first one’s lead and cascading down your cheek. “Stop.”

He doesn’t stop, instead choosing to nab at your heartstrings with more words. “I’m so sorry, I only realized how bad I fucked up when you left… I never stopped thinking about you, Y/N, I thought about you every fucking day-”

“Stop it now-”

“And I realized that I love you more than anything, that you were the treasure I held onto without even knowing I valued you that much. Why do you think I chose to come to Italy? Because I knew it was always your dream to visit here, and I hoped I would run into you somehow. I lived like that, in heartbreak and hope and desperate love and whatever the fuck else every single day, just praying you’d forgive me, praying that you’d come here and tell me that you still love me-”

“Yoongi.” You stand up, slamming the table. Your chest is heaving, breathing heavily as you try to take in everything that he said. “Stop. It. Stop saying sorry. “Sorry.” So what? Sorry won’t help anything, I don’t love you and we are over. In fact, there is not even a “we” anymore. You are you and I am me, completely separate, all ties cut, whatever you want to call it.”

“Y/N-” Yoongi’s voice is desperate, those forlorn eyes swimming with melancholy. You cut him off.

“Shut up, Yoongi!” His lip trembles, looking up at you. You feel a pang of guilt, but throw it away along with all your other feelings. Everyone at the coffee shop is looking at you two, the server mumbling something.

You don’t care.

No, you don’t care about anything.

Not about how much you missed him, how much your heart ached, how much you wanted to just fling yourself into his arms and kiss him- convinced he was a changed man.

Not about how he was pleading you right now, fat droplets rolling down his blanched cheeks as he whispered “I love you”’s over and over again.

Not about how the coffee shop server was hurriedly jogging towards you, incomprehensible Italian filling the air.

This was supposed to be a safe place.

The sweet scent and lulling conversations you fell in love with just moments ago, replaced with bitter words and the sound of tears.

You don't care.

You don't care.

You don't care.

Why are you crying, then? Why are those salty droplets cascading down your face? Why are you fighting so hard between your heart and your brain, trying to decide which to listen to?

Should you take him back, act like nothing has happened like your heart tells you to? Or should you give him the ignorance he deserves, leave the coffee shop and try to forget about this whole catastrophe like your brain says?

"Do you love him? Yes, you do. So choose me, your heart."

"Choose me, Y/N, your brain. I'm telling you to be rational."

You shut your heart out, brain taking over control. Yoongi deserves this. This of indifference, apatheticness, maybe even hatred.

“I don't love you, Yoongi.”

And you were out.

~''~

That night in your hotel room, you cry and cry and cry until the familiar “ding a ling ding a ling ding a ling ding dong” of a Textalk video call wakes you up from your thoughts.

You pick up, wiping all your tears until there is no trace of them left. “H-hey, Nari,” You hiccuped.

“Y/N, what is going on?” Nari’s eyebrows are furrowed as she tries to read your face. “It’s the first day of your dream vacation and you’re crying? Tell me what happened, please.”

“Yeah, you don’t look too good…” Chohee chimes in, sticking her head into the screen. “Don’t tell me you were robbed or something? Oh, no. No no no no. Please let it not be that.”

You smile halfheartedly, trying to change the subject. “Hey, Chohee. Staying the night?”

She nods, concern still painted over her face. “Mhm. But that’s not important, can you please just tell us what happened? It’s okay if it’s something small or stupid, we’re your friends and we’ll be here for you no matter what. We’re just… really concerned, and-”

“Yoongi.” Nari says suddenly, eyes wide.

“W-what? Y-Yoongi? What- what about him? I-I mean, I d-didn’t run into him, I-I’m just a-asking…” Your eyes are wider than cantaloupes, praying she wasn’t some psychic and had mystical powers or whatever.

She sits up from her previous lying-on-her-stomach position abruptly, looking at your stunned state. “Yoongi… do you remember he said he always wanted to visit Italy? He… was he there? Did you run into him?”

You are unable to speak, stuttering as your lip trembles. “Y-yes.”

Chohee and Nari both scream.

“THE WHAT?!”

“YOU RAN INTO YOONGI?!”

“Guys!” You yell, trying to somewhat calm them down (although you needed calming down yourself, too). “Stop! It wasn’t much, okay? Just- just some… talking, and then I left! That’s all!”

They look at each other, not sure whether to believe your explanation or not. Chohee opens her mouth a few times, as though pondering if she should speak or not- and no words come out.

“Really!” You exclaim, trying to convince them. You throw your hands up into the air for exaggeration, trying your hardest to look like you’re telling the truth. “We were like, um, best friends! Like nothing happened! And the coffee server didn’t come and shoo us out! He didn’t! And Yoongi didn’t cry or apologize or anything!”

Nari sighs. “Look, Y/N. I’m only saying I believe you because if I don’t you’ll bug me forever. But seriously, as your best friends, Chohee and I hereby promise to smack Yoongi in the face and shove skunk poop up his pretty nose. Right?” she looks at Chohee expectantly.

Chohee nods. “Yep. And don’t forget about the eating facial cream and drowning in turnip juice part. Y/N, I don’t care who it is, but if they dare to hurt you I will not hesitate to knock their teeth out.”

“If they even dare to insult you in any way, I’ll help Chohee knock their teeth out. I'll do most of the work, obviously, since... actually…” Nari pauses, biting her lip as she thinks. “Maybe, if it’s Mingyu that insults you, I’ll let him go…”

Chohee smacks her arm, rolling her eyes as Nari yelling a loud “what was that for?”. “For heaven’s sake, Nari! That totally ruined the moment.”

Nari shrugs, shooting Chohee a glare. “What, are we shooting a drama or something?”

You smile, looking down into your lap as your two friends bicker and give each other friendly smacks.

Maybe, just maybe, this world wasn’t unfair to you after all- you found happiness outside of Yoongi and the world of romance.

Maybe.

~''~

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Okay. I did okay with the ending, right???? I did okay with the plot, right???? I didn't make Yoongi too horrible, right????

Right.

Okay.

Welp, anyway, remember to check my blog for updates on when part 2 is coming!

-*+ Rose +*-

[jaideite]

Hc of Older Bakugo with baby fever? Just a thought.

B-Baby fever 🥺 yes this will be done !!!

this turned out longer then what it was supposed to be but it’s worth it for the scene at the end hehehe

dead tho I’m so sorry at how long this is I really got into it I—

OLDER!BAKUGOU WITH BABY FEVER

BAKUGOU KATSUKI

— it was literally the classic “save a baby” situation

— he could hear the kid screaming but where was the damn thing

— you had already left the building so there was no way to ask for some backup so he just went in

— “bRING YOUR ASS BACK HERE!”

— “tHERES A BABY—“

— eventually he finds it and

— uh oh

— its like a four month old baby

— he kind of just :/ because his gauntlet explosion thingies dont really allow him to hold things

— so he just kind of takes them off and leaves them, and picks up the baby and rushes out

— and just then the building explodes and you just see Ground Zero hurtling out the building and rolling on the ground

— he watches as one of his gauntlets flies out damaged and he just

— >:/

— but his main concern is the baby

— which he gently pulls the blanket off to reveal a soft face with pretty eyes staring him happily and tiny hands waving up at him

— he gives a soft smile and gently pokes its cheek and it giggles, gripping his gloved hand hand trying to put it into its mouth

— “Ah, ah, ah, no, that could get you sick.” He speaks softly, pulling his finger away and the baby just

— gummy smiles at him

— he smiles back like >:>

— the media is going nuts and they’re all smart enough to not speak and just take their damn pictures

— you kinda make your way over softly and your heart just clenches at the scene

— eventually he looks up at you from the ground and you crouch down to his level to see the baby too

— “hi baby!” You coo

— And this kid is just loving it man

— y’all are fine giving him the attention too because you’ve never really seen your husband interact with kids and he’s never seen you interact with them either

— it makes him wonder would you be good with his kids

— until you know he just spits on Katsuki

— you expect him to place the baby in your arms but he just sighs and grumbles about “damn stupid babies” and gets up

— the baby just sits on his chest and puts its fingers in its mouth and gurgles

— and your jusr gently take it from him

— “Awe you threw up? That’s okay, you’re probably a little sick, too. Why don’t we go see the good doctor and get you checked up?”

— he watches you in awe as you just work your mommy magic on the baby and walk away

— later on when you guys are home he just

— “You were really good with that baby.”

— you look over from whatever you’re doing on your side of the bed and smile “You too. It seems you have a knack for not making little kids cry.”

— “Hey it was one time!”

— “Katsuki that kid was twelve.”

— “Tch.”

— there’s more silence and then

— “Y’know it would be nice to have one.”

— “Hm?”

— “Litte you’s and me’s runnin’ around. . . heh. . .causing chaos.”

— you gotta pause for a second and look over to him from where he’s laying because are y’all serious having this conversation

— “Katsuki...” you start slowly “Do you...want a baby?”

— Theres silence on his end, and the sheets ruffle. “Yeah...Yeah I do...”

— You blink at him in surprise not because of the baby thing

— It’s because you honestly thought he was going to throw a big fit about denying it

— but here he is, staring you in the eye and saying he wants a baby

— and you just

— “Oh, okay.”

— he kind of just stares at you and you stare back

— and then he kinda whispers

— “Are you serious?”

— “Are you serious?” You retort back softly “This is a big decision, and if we make it we can’t back out on it, you know that right?”

— He takes a long pause and hums, nodding and turning around in the bed saying goodnight and just ending the conversation

— you just ‘Mmm’ and follow, heading to bed and wrapping your arm around him softly

— it’s brought up a few days later when the report of you two holding the little baby is brought on TV

— “You didn’t even get mad like I thought you would you just let it slide and moved on.”

— “Life’s too short to be angry over that.”

— “Hmm. And if your kid puked on you?”

— “Depends on how old they are. If they’re puking on me at 12 their ass is getting grounded.”

— “No butt whoopings?”

— “What the hell would that do? Take away their shit—more effective.”

— “Why no whoopings?”

— “You’ve met my mother, correct?”

— The topic isn’t brought up until it’s mentioned again amongst your classmates a couple weeks later

— “Who knew Bakugou was so good with babies?”

— “Can it, Round Face.”

— “Honestly, despite his shit personality, he’d be a good parent, not gonna lie.”

— “Ugh, stop talking would you?”

— and then he overhears you waking to the girls

— “When do you plan on having kids, y/n?”

— You guys kind of just freeze and you give out a little chuckle and fiddle with your clothes

— “We’ve, talked about it...but haven’t made a decision yet...besides we’re still young, we’ve got some time.”

— “Ain’t no time like the present!”

— “Shut the fuck up, Dunce Face.”

— When you guys get home and cuddle up in bed, you kind of just start talking out of no where

— “Y’know I saw a lady and her baby earlier this week. She was so cute, a little mischievous but still cute. Her mother was just so annoyed but she had a smile on her face. It was so cute.”

— he peeks an eye open and listens to you just talk about all the times you’ve come into contact with kids—some good, making him let out a small laugh, and some bad, making him cringe a little until finally he asks

— “Y/N, do you want to have kids?”

— the room is silent until you speak again

— “Of course I want to have kids,” you speak softly, fiddling with his fingers. “But when I decided I wanted to be a hero...kids just kind of left the picture.”

— “...they could possibly come back into it.” He speaks softly and you stop, going still and closing your eyes

— “Do you really want kids?” You speak ever so softly. He kind of just closes his eyes and rests in the crook of your neck

— to you it seems like the whole world seemed to just stop

— and then

— “Yeah...yeah. I want kids too.”

B O N U S:

— so like after about eight, nine months almost a year of talking about wanting to have kids y’all start trying

— and you’re annoyed because oH mY gOd y/N jUsT gEt pReGnAnT —

— so it’s been like six months since you guys started trying and then one morning just about a few weeks before his birthday

— he makes you your morning tea you catch a wiff of it like you usually do

— and then all of a sudden he’s yelling at you for shoving the cup in his hands that tea was hot and you’re clutching the bathroom door and throwing up on the floor

— you’re pissed cause you didn’t make it and now you’re sick so you can’t go into work

— you just ‘huuuugh’ and move to the toilet as you hear your husband make a comment and move to clean it up

— eventually you feel his fingers combing your hair as you throw up your dinner which you’re pissed cause he made a good ass dinner last night

— “Did you get fucking food poisoning or something?”

— you just reply with a caveman like grunt and he snorts

— “Come on. I’ve got to get ready for work so let me get you fucking situated.”

— so while he’s out you make your way up to get some medicine and schedule a doctors appointment

— and so a couple days goes by and at this point you’re just puking left and right

— now you’ve got a bucket next to you full of puke every five minutes and you just feel ewk

— “I remeber why I married you.”

— “Katsuki if you don’t shut your mouth—“

— eventually your trudge into the doctors office and you get a shock

— “Your pregnant, Mrs. Bakugou. Congratulations.”

— “Oh. Oh okay.”

— It finally hit you in the car and you just

— “OH MY FUCKING GOD IM PREGNANT—“

— you can’t wait to tell Katsuki but then you remember watching those videos

— and as your walking into the house you realize his birthday is in a two weeks

— so you could give it to him as a birthday surprise

— so immediately you start looking for cute ideas to do

— none of them seem to work until one popped up and you just ‘yes’

— so you’re calling all his friends his family and telling them to just all come and help plan this thing (you don’t tell them your pregnant you want that to be a surprise)

— you are so excited and can barely keep yourself from telling him

— he suspects something is up but your a woman he could have hurt your feelings and not told him wow that sounded sexist dont attack me pls

— he’s learned not to dwell too much when you say “nothing it’s fine”

— but anyways the big day comes up and you guys are in a panic because

— the balloons needed to be blown up

— the streamers aren’t staying up

— the cake hasn’t arrived yet

— everything is just a mess

— you just stare at the mess of your apartment in annoyance and anger and frustration and then you just let it all out

— and everyone’s kind of just shocked because your a tough girl you don’t usually cry

— but now your just curled into a ball and you sound like a four year old

— your crying gets only worse when the keys jiggle and in comes your husband

— he kinda just takes in the mess behind him and then realizes someone is crying so he just looks around and sees it’s you

— hes immediately concerned and crouches down to you and you just cry harder

— “What the hell happened?”

— “This! This—all of this! Today just went so wrong!”

— “Hey, we can still fix this shit up—“

— “No, no we can’t! This was supposed to be special we had all your presents and we were supposed to have a cake and we were supposed to say surprise when you came in—“

— “Surprise...” Someone mumbles and you just start sniffing and curl into him

— “It wasn’t supposed to go like this I was going to surprise you and tell you I’m pregnant but everything just turned out so—uuughh.”

— by now your just red faced and tear streaked and a sobbing mess

— but his hearing kinda stopped after you said pregnant

— You, y/n are pregnant

— “Y-Your...w-what—“

— you look up to meet his eyes “I was going to surprise you and tell you that I’m pregnant but now it’s out there so,” you just wave your hands around “yeah. I’m fucking pregnant. Happy 24th Birthday.”

— he just stares and so does everyone else lmfao and you just pull your knees to your chest and hide your face

— it’s silent for a while and you hear shuffling and a door open and look up

— it’s just you and him now

— “H-How long—“

— “Two months, but I found out a few weeks ago. It was supposed to be a surprise—“

— “Hey hey hey,” he starts trying to calm you down. He takes your face into his sweaty hands and kisses you “it’s...it’s fine...it’s alright...this is a better birthday gift anyways.”

— you sniff “I wanted to surprise you.”

— “Our kid is a big enough fucking birthday gift anyways.”

— you choke on a laugh and hug him, mumbling a soft “I love you.”

— he wraps his arms around you too and whispers a soft “I love you too...”

— “...and I love our baby as well.”

[sad-gay-and-lonely]

What If It’s Not Just My Heart That’s Unruly

A “The Prom ”oneshot about Alyssa questioning their gender :)

Emma rolled over on her bed to look at her buzzing phone. She grabbed the device and turned it on, flinching away from the bright light.

From ‘alyssa <3’ (11:49 pm)

can i come over????

Well that was worrying. Usually Emma was the one to sneak into Alyssa’s moms house and even that didn’t happen often. Neither of them ever really got into the ‘rebellious teen’ phase. Unless you count being very gay.

From ‘em’ (11:50 pm)

yeah, of course

everything okay??

From ‘alyssa <3’ (11:52 pm)

on my way

i’ll explain there

Emma was completely terrified now. She threw her blanket off herself and bolted out of her room while still trying to be as quiet as possible. Her grandma probably wouldn’t mind her being up, but Emma still didn’t want to wake her up for no reason.

It only takes about five minutes to walk to Emma’s house from Alyssa’s own so Emma decided to wait by the front door so she could let her girlfriend in as soon as possible. She started biting her nails out of both boredom and nerves.

Emma’s phone buzzed.

 From ‘alyssa <3’ (12:01 am)

im here :)

Emma opened the door and saw Alyssa. Their face was slightly red from the cold and she looked like she had been crying. Alyssa was in her pajamas and a heavy coat.

Emma held the door open for her and as soon as Alyssa was inside, Emma wrapped them in a tight hug. After a few minutes the blonde lessened her grip so Alyssa could slip out of it.

“Think we could go up to your room?” Alyssa asked, their voice sounding slightly congested from crying.

Emma nodded and took Alyssa’s hand so she could lead them up the stairs. Once they arrived the couple sat on Emma’s bed in silence, Emma’s arm wrapped around Alyssa’s shoulders.

After a while Emma spoke. “Wanna talk about it?”

Alyssa nodded and took a deep breath. “Y-you’ll love me no matter what right?” Their voice sounded so small and broken.

Emma startled at the question and at Alyssa’s tone. Emma grabbed her girlfriend’s hand and squeezed tightly. “Always. Even if you murdered someone.” Alyssa let out a small, strained laugh but didn’t respond other than that. “Wait, did you?” Emma asked in a mock serious tone. She knew Alyssa appreciated it when she tried to lighten the mood.

A small smile graced Alyssa’s lips. “No, I didn’t kill anyone”, they said with an amused eye-roll. Alyssa took another breath and Emma tried to be serious again. Whatever was going on was probably going to be revealed shortly. “I-uh- well it’s just that I don’t know if I’m a girl?” they said.

Emma nodded encouragingly and Alyssa continued. “It’s just. I hate it when people call me ‘she’ and I hate that I look s-so feminie and I think I might be non-binary, but I really don’t know what’s going on. Not to mention I-I didn’t know if you would still love me if I wasn’t a girl a-and my mom barely handled it when I came out as gay, h-how would she react to this? Terribly, probably. I mean what is she disowns me o-or” Emma cut them off by gently placing her lips over Alyssa’s. By the end of their rant, Alyssa’s face was covered in new tears and their breaths had become rapid and sharp.

“Alyssa, I fell in love with you , not your gender. You're still the person I love regardless of anything else. I promise I’ll still love you no matter what.” Alyssa had a loving smile on their face along with some new tears that Emma gently wiped off with the pad of her thumb. “Even if your mom reacts badly, we can handle it.” Emma got an idea. “Here, pinky promise.” Alyssa looked at Emma and amusedly linked their pinky with their girlfriends.

Alyssa let out a relieved laugh and ducked their head slightly. They looked back up to Emma’s eyes. “I love you.”

“Love you, too.” Emma pulled Alyssa to lay on the bed so the dark haired person was lying their head in the crook of Emma’s neck.

“Would you mind using they/them pronouns for me?” Alyssa asked, their voice slightly muffled, due to the fact they were pressed into their girlfriend.

“Absolutely not. And if I did you should run me over with my pick-up truck.” Emma paused then gasped “I could call you my joy-friend!”

Alyssa laughed. “You’re such an idiot.”

“I’m your idiot though” Emma responded.

Alyssa hummed and the couple drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

[jojo-daydreams]

12. "Who did this? Who hurt you?" from the angst prompt list with creepy boi Kira?? (I read the tags, and if u don't feel comfortable with him, maybe Diavolo!)

i mean i’ll write kira but im gonna be thinking about his Mona Lisa monologue the whole time !!! that episode haunts me !!!!!!

this turned out a little more Tense than i’d intended/expected,,, but I hope you like it !! ^o^

12 - “Who did this? Who hurt you?”

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“I asked you what happened.”

You flinch at Kira’s tone, instinctively trying to withdraw your hand from his grasp. Wrong move.

Kira gripped your wrist even tighter, preventing you from moving the hand at all, so tight it was starting to hurt. You wince, staring down at the table instead of meeting Kira’s gaze, though you could feel his eyes on you.

Voice meek, you manage to stutter out another apology, “I-I’m sorry Kira, it was an accident. They… I didn’t mean for anything bad to happen…. Please, I was being careful… y-you’re hurting me.”

Kira flexes his grip on your hand at your excuses, breathing heavy as he looks back down at your hand.

Your right hand was bruised and swollen, your fingers felt stiff and sore. You’d been helping a friend move into their new apartment, but while you were helping move the desk up the stairs, you’d accidentally crushed your hand. It was nothing so serious that you needed to go to the hospital, but it hurt like a bitch and looked twice as bad, despite your desperate attempts to ice and soothe it all afternoon before Kira returned home.

When he got home today he’d been in a particularly good mood too, walking in the door humming the tune to a popular song, greeting you with an almost cheerful tone, a far cry from his usual subdued entrance. That had all quickly faded away when he walked into the kitchen to see you sitting at the table, hand in a bowl of ice water, face pale and eyes watering as you grew more and more nervous.

“They? Who is they? Who did this? Who hurt you?” Kira hissed, jerking your wrist, all but clutching the wounded hand to his chest, like it was him who owned your hand and not you.

You’re shaking now, not wanting to direct his anger at your friend, but unable to bear it yourself.

“It was an old friend, that’s all. I was helping her move. It was my fault. I’ll heal just fine, in a few days. In a few day’s it’ll be like it never happened.” Your voice sounds pathetic to your ears, but you meet his gaze, trying to soothe your fried nerves internally as best you could.

Kira stares down at you, meeting your gaze without wavering in the slightest. His eyes are so dark you can’t see where his pupils stop and his irises begin.

Finally, he looks away, glancing out the kitchen window for a moment before looking back down at you, his face much calmer now.

“You were just helping her. Of course. It was an accident. Of course.” He smiles, his tone neutral, then tilts his head down, looking at your hand, which he moves now to cradle in both of his larger hands.

“We’ll fix this right up, and you’ll be right as rain my darling.” His eyes don’t move from your injured hand as he leans down to press a soft kiss to the bruised knuckles, drawing a sharp gasp from you, equal parts pain and surprise. You never know how he’s going to act. He was usually calm, almost always keeping his cool. But the strangest things set him off, and seeing you hurt was one of them.

You offer him a tentative smile now, feeling like the worst of his anger was behind you.

“Thank you my love, I know you will always take care of me.”

Kira returns your smile, though it looks more like an empty reflection of yours than a genuine smile of his own.

“Nothing brings me greater joy, dearest.”

[harleyliloquin88]

Memories

Memories ( Dean x Reader)

Warning:/sadness/ heartache/ heartbreak/ tension/ depression/ pain

FYI I wrote this while I was watching the notebook lol

Hey guys sorry its been a while since i wrote, took  a year off and needed to get some ideas and was reading others work and it helped me to do better writing and put more of me in writing so , sorry its so long was just really was in the mood. 

Summary: Dean and you broke up many months ago You both decide it was best after everything that went on, but one night changed for the two of you.

Tagged list @deanwanddamons @holylulusworld @marvelfansworld @donnaintx @katymacsupernatural @myinconnelly1 @amanda-teaches​@nikki082489​ @flamencodiva

let me know what you think and reviews and thanks so much​

(Dean pov)

She was my everything. O client ask for a better girl. It was like that one movie she made me watch. Beauty and the beast. That movie was one of her favorites. I didn't understand why she told me it was our love story. Pssshhh me And love stories ha.

I didn't understand what she meant by it but later I knew what she was telling me. The beast was a mean person who was cursed and didn't have many friends or family. Until one day belle showed up and taught him how to live and learn to love again. I could see why she called me the beast. She was my belle. No matter where she was she always call me her beast and I would call her my belle.

Walking to to old bedroom we use to sleep in together. I turn on the light. So empty and quiet her stuff is gone and the room feels cold and lifeless. Sighing to myself I lay down on the bed. Placing my head on the pillow. The sweet smell still lingers on the pillows. That sweet scented lavender honey mixture she loved. Closing my eyes for a few seconds it feels like she still here.

Few hours later I slowly wale up. Sam wasn't home yet so I decided to get dinner ready. As I started getting out of bed I noticed something odd. The book shelf that was near my bed had some kinda of box.

I reached over to the side pulling it towards me. Taking into my hands. I notice it had belong to (y/n). It wasn't just any box it was one of those chinese boxes she tried to get me interested in(fyi my dad has these when I was kind I loved them so much )

Trying for about ten minutes I was about to give up when I slid one more piece and it popped right open. Placing the box down on the bed I remove the two items from the box .

As I remove the items from the box I find a picture and a letter. i Uncrumpled the picture. It was from when me and (y/n) met for the first time. She was so beautiful and she was so perfect, Moving my finger across the picture. My eyes start to well up. Sniffing a little bit, As I put the picture down I find a note. Opening the note.

August 12. 2013

Dear, Dean

I have had to write this note about 100 times, im not even sure how I am gonna give this to you or maybe send it, ummm. Dean there is so much I wanna tell you but I am not sure how the words can come out. Dean I know life hasnt been easy for you and sam. I know you try to play this tough guy but i know deep down your afraid but its okay. Its okay to someone in. I know i know i have my own issues that i have to slove but Hey we are a team.

He laughs a bit. Runnin his finger down the letter. Few droplets start falling on his face. He finishes reading.

'Dean i hope you know that no matter what happends in life or even in choas times you will always be my beast and i will always be your Belle.

I love you dean more then you know.

Love (y/n)

Dean rubs his hand over his face sighs to himself and sets the paper down. Looking one more time at the picture. Something clicks in his head. He grabs his keys and heads out to find you and tell you he needs you.

Driving for a few hours i decided to stop a motel. I called sam letting him know i was okay. He gave me information on (y/n) .i needed to see her .

Putting my key into the lock of my room. Opening up the room had a very errie look to it. Walls painted like a yellow vomit with a few chipped paint. Walking in i set my bag down on the bed.a part of me wanted to just say fuck it and go back home she wouldnt wanna talk to me.. what could i say to her. A millon thoughts running in my head. I decided to just relax and try to call her. Making my way to thw bathroom when my phone lit up.i grab my phone before i could answer it was (y/n) number lighting up. I quickly answered it.

'(Y/n) i said with a hushed whispear

'dean' she says with a quite sleepy voice.

'Umm hi" i can hear the nervous way of her talking.

'Where are you' she ask me.

'Im in georgia just needed sometime and a vacation"

''IS sam with you'

'Nope just me'

I could hear the nervouseness in her voice. My thoughs were running a millon times fast. I could hear the movement of.my heart muscles beatting so fast it was like it was gonna fault out. For a few minutes there was nothing but silence.

'Is everything alright are you okay? Do you need me to come-

"No sam okay everything fine" i say with a bit of a laugh.

"I just needed time to think and gwt my thoughts in order. I say scratching under my chin.

“Hmmm dean Winchester traveling without his brother  wow sounds very serious” you say with a small chuckle .

'I got the letter you wrote me on the first night we met' i say breathing slowly,

I hear a small laugh on the other end.

'Oh that letter yeah i meant to give it to you but i guess i never did. I rewrote that letter like over a thousand times. It was when i wanted to tell you instead of face 

Remember to let her into your heart

Then you can start to make it better 

I close my eyes and listen to her soothing voice

You were made to go out and get her

The minute you let her under your skin

Then you begin to make it better

Hey Jude, don't be afraid

You were made to go out and get her

The minute you let her under your skin

Then you begin to make it better

a tear drop falls from my eye, Trying my best to stay strong and not given in, I remember that song, I would sing it  to her when she was sad or when she needed a friend. My heart started to beat more and more it, I was scared it was gonna fall out of my body.

And anytime you feel the pain

Hey Jude, refrain

Don't carry the world upon your shoulders

For well you know that it's a fool

Who plays it cool

By making his world a little colder

Na-na-na, na, na

Na-na-na, na

“Dean” You say as tears fall down your face, Trying you best not to break down in front of him. you breath in then out,

“Yes baby” I say 

“I miss you” You say trying bot to breakdown and wantng him to come find you and just hold you until you feel whole again.

“what happened between us (y/n)” We use to talk about everything and anything and even when we couldn't  talk we just be there. Dean says breathing softly.

“i think we just stop fighting for each other and just didn't care anymore “ You sit down at the kitchen table,

“i  think everything changed once you went to hell and you became a different person it was like no matter how hard i fought myself to stay with you in the end i just couldn't do it anymore  Breathing and sighing a bit,

I swallow a huge lump in throat.tears falling down my face and brushing them away with my face.

“(y/n) Im so sorry i should have never put you through what i did. i wasn't even thinking of your safety or was thinking about you. Dean says rubbing his neck.

“Dean it wasn't your fault you had so much going on and you had to do what was best for you” 

“MY JOB WAS TO BE THERE FOR YOU KEEP YOU SAFE KEEP YOU OUTTA HARMS WAY .  Dean says crying.

“Dean” You say with a whispear.

“ Never In a million years did i think having this life would make things seem less crazy but the one thing in my life that was normal and happiness was you”

“after we broke up nothing felt right everything just seemed like i was living in a nightmare and i didn't wanna  wake up” Dean says pulling out a tiny small box with gold writing.

“No matter how many bars i went or drinks i had i cloud not stop  thinking about you” A part of me wanted to find you and bring you back here and try again.” but i knew I cloud not  be that guy i once way. 

“Hell changed me in a way i cant explain so many things so many emotion. so much horrible things i cant even put into words princess” Dean says shaking his head and tears falling down  his face.

you can feel the pain in deans voice, you can hear him crying and trying his best to stay so long. You knew he had been struggling and you knew he wasn't the same. A part of you blamed yourself for why you and dean fell apart, Hearing the man you love trying this best not to fall to pieces you cant help but feel your heart ripping into two.

"baby I need to know one thing and please tell me' you can hear the pain and sadness in his voice.

"what dean" you say with a hush of your voice.

"I need to see you. I need to feel you with me. All I wanna do is hold you in my arms just hear the you laugh .

"dean" you know you needed dean touch you needed to see him so bad but you didn't know if you let him back in would you go back to normal or would you try to fix it.

"dean" you sigh closing your eyes and breathing deeply.

"I ___ phone goes dead'(y/n(yn)

Dean throws the phone on the bed

"dean dean" she about to call him back when she looks up to see the one man she fears.

"hello(y/n) we meet again soon everything goes black.

"put her in the car come on boys we have a play date"

What do you guys think I may make a second one not sure. I know this isn't my best but I'll be working more on my writting so bye ;)

[grandmasterofwangxiancultivation]

HOB ch.23-24

FINALLY, i’m back to hob’s universe. i had to stop reading this because university, but now that i’m freaking done with my exams, i can enjoy it as i wanted *^*

aaaaah, i missed xie lian and hua cheng SO MUCH- just look at my beautful san lang taking that strange plant and going to cure his gege’s hand immediately as if that’s the only thing that matters. god, i love him

San Lang didn’t respond, and after applying the powder he let go of Xie Lian’s hand. Xie Lian couldn’t help but think his attitude and this weird atmosphere between the two of them was really off, but didn’t know how to ask about it without sounding weird. This wasn’t something anyone else would notice either and couldn’t possibly understand.

(he just hates you putting yourself in danger for the sake of other people, he waited too much for you, gege! aaaaah they are beautiful, help me-)

EDIT: awkward hualian is making me wanna hug those two, i need them to remain alone and more of san lang protecting his gege 

EDIT 2: THERE IS A FRAKING F A C E IN THE GROUND. WHAT THE HELL. THAT’S CREEPY.

EDIT 3: omg okay, if i already didn’t love san lang, i would fall in love with him right now. he went for a version of that plant that had not been fertilised by humans ‘cause he knew xie lian wouldn’t like it, and that’s so thoughtful and beautiful and i feel blessed. BLESSED.

Ever since Xie Lian had gotten stung by the scorpion snake, San Lang had behaved like this. A couple days ago it was all ge ge this, ge ge that, but now he barely called him ge ge anymore. When they first met, San Lang had avoided his touch and seemed weary of contact with Xie Lian, but that seemed to have gone away after spending so much time together. Now, besides sucking poison and applying herbs, San Lang was once again avoiding touching him, and that made Xie Lian feel weird. He’s not used to this distance.

i am getting so freaking emotional, this is so angsty and bittersweet, i love hearing sl calling him gege, it’s what keeps me alive, so i want them to talk and figure this out pls make it possible please please please-

EDIT 4: 

The mud face replied, “There’s someone amongst you I’ve seen before… fifty to sixty years ago.”

A shiver went down everyone’s back and made their hairs stand.

No mortal in present company should be aged over fifty. That means whoever this person was that was here then was not human.

this is getting creepier by the minute, what the fuck- i love this. I LOVE THIS.

EDIT 5: i think the face is talking about san lang? since, you know, he is a big deal in the demon world and long. HE WON’T HURT ANYONE AS LONG AS THEY DON’T HURT XIE LIAN, CHIIIIILL.

EDIT 6: 

Xie Lian pushed himself off the ground about to walk away before the mud face raised his voice, “Do you really not want to know who it is? He will kill all of you.”

yeah, i think he really is talking about him. though i don’t trust some of the merchants? and a-zhao? mmmmh

EDIT 7: okay, tha face? that face is getting unsettling me so much WHY DO THOSE MERCHANT IDIOTS GET CLOSER??? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THEM!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!

EDIT 8: what the fUCK DID I JUST READ EWWWWWWWW

Xie Lian grabbed the merchant by his collar and backed up, but the tongue that flew out was freakishly lengthy and barged right into the merchant’s ear!

Xie Lian felt the body in his hold convulse violently, the merchant’s limbs writhed nonstop, and the man let out a short agonizing scream before falling to the ground. That long tongue dug out a large chunk of something bloody from his ear and and brought it back to the mud face’s mouth.

sorry, see you later, i’m gonna throw up-

EDIT 9: 

He was about to attack the repulsive monster when the mud face screamed again, “GENERAL! GENERAL! THEY’RE HERE! THEY’RE HERE!”

A deafening cry more savage than beasts blared in the distance.

YOU ATROCIOUSLY IDIOTIC HUMAN PLANT-----------

EDIT 10:

The massive nine feet man they called ‘general’ seemed to have found the squirming mud face deeply disgusting, and swung his mace towards him, smashing his face into a bloody mess, the teeth of his mace piercing his brains. When he pulled up his mace again, the entire body was pulled out with it, fulfilling his wish of “let me out!”. And the body that was unearth was not a full human body, but a skeleton.

(okay, now i feel... uhm, i feel a bit sad. yeah, sorry annoying-face-in-the-mud, i think i jinxed you?

THAT FACE IS STILL ALIVE WHAT THE HELL. well, “alive” is probably too big of a word, but... *sugh* i am gonna refer to this as the annoying-face-in-the-mud arc from now on.)

The mud face countered immediately, “That wasn’t odd! It was just… a tongue a bit longer than average!”

*hysterical laugh* SERIOUSLY?

EDIT 11:

He said in a small voice, “Don’t worry. If anything happens I will go forward first.”

Xie Lian thought if they must all fall, then he might as well be the first one to check things out. It couldn’t be worse than venomous snakes and beasts, menacing ghosts and demons. He couldn’t die from falling, he couldn’t die from poison, he couldn’t die from bites, and he couldn’t die from getting hit. As long as it wasn’t some pool of corpse dissolving water, his body shouldn’t be damaged too horribly.

NO OKAY? NO. SOMEONE STOPS HIM RIGHT THIS INSTANT I KNOW SAN LANG WON’T ALLOW SOMETHING LIKE THIS TO HAPPEN OR WILL AT LEAST GO WITH HIM OMG why does xie lian talk about himself like that, i hate this, just because you can’t get hurt doesn’t mean you have to care so little for yourself, babe, i love you so much-

EDIT 12: okay, wow, a-zhao went down and i... did not expect that, since i was suspicious of him too, so now i feel guilty. again. ugh. also, that pit sounds even more scary now that, supposedly, a-zhao’s body has been teared apart.

EDIT 13: THE SOLDIERS ARE INSULTING HIM AND I AM GETTING MAD HOW  D A R E  Y O U- also, bitch? you wanna die, you are freaking asking for it-

EDIT 14: 

There was no helping it. Xie Lian was ready to jump if all else fails anyway. Behind him San Lang stepped forward.

Xie Lian’s heart lurched and turned around.

With his arms crossed, the boy was nonchalantly looking over the dark, bottomless pit with an air of intrigue. This wasn’t a good sign, and Xie Lian called out, “San Lang?”

Hearing his call, San Lang looked over and smiled softly, “Don’t worry.”

(WHATEVER YOU ARE GONNA DO, DON’T DO IT. I’M NOT GONNA READ IT SO IT WON’T HAPPEN. I AM FREAKING SCARED BUT- well. san lang won’t get hurt, right? BUT I DON’T WANT HIM TO SUFFER EITHER. just look at this cutie pie smiling at his gege and telling him not to worry i’m done-)

San Lang took another step forward and was teetering dangerously on the edge. Both Xie Lian’s head and heart started pounding, and he called again, “Wait, San Lang, don’t move!”

At such height at the brink, the boy’s red clothes danced in the night breeze. San Lang glanced at him again with a smile, “Don’t be scared.”

“Come back here. Come back here and I won’t be scared.” Xie Lian said.

(THAT LAST SENTENCE. HEAVEN HELPS ME. 

shit shit shIT I’M CRYING OMG THEIR ARE TOO BEAUTIFUL XIE LIAN IS SO WORRIED SINCE HE IS STILL NOT SURE ABOUT HIS IDENTITY AND HE DOESN’T WANT TO RISK IT AND SAN LANG IS SO SOFT AND PROTECTIVE OF HIM GUYS MY HEART IS BEING TEARED APART I WANNA CRY THIS IS TO PRECIOUS HELP)

EDIT 15: XIE LIAN SCREAMING HIS NAME AND JUMPING AFTER HIM ONLY TO BE HELD BACK I AM DYING SO FAST RIGHT NOW

why did no one tell me this was so painfull-

EDIT 16: okay, why is a dead girl throwing them all down-

EDIT 17: 

He thought he was going to crater and flatten like a pancake like many times before when suddenly, in the darkness, there was a flash of silver.

A pair of hands lightly caught him.

Whoever it was caught him perfectly, as if this person was made just to catch him at the bottom. With a hand across his back to grasp his shoulders, another under his knees to support his weight, the dreadful gravity of the fall was dissolved to nothing. Still dazed and confounded from falling at such a height, Xie Lian unconsciously held on tight to that person’s shoulders and called, “San Lang?”

The pit was filled with darkness, nothing could be seen, including the person. But Xie Lian still called that name. The other didn’t respond so Xie Lian patted and squeezed the chest and shoulders just to make sure. “San Lang, is that you?”

(OKAY I AM ALIVE

I am not sure a posses the words to explain how i feel, but even if i knew san lang was gonna catch him (that he was fine), my heart is pounding so hard and i love how strongly xie lian is reacting to him, unconsciously feeling him up to make sure he is fine. i didn’t know it’d be like this, they are gonna be the end of me.)

It took a moment before he heard the boy’s low voice from very close to him, “I’m ok.”

Xie Lian didn’t know why, but this voice was curiously different than before.

(BECAUSE THAT’S HUA CHENG, BABE, AND IT’S HAPPENING? IS SAN LANG FINALLY SHOWING HIS TRUE FORM???? ARE THEY GONNA MEET NOW?!??!?!?!?!!??!?)

[wokainight]

NCT: The Mafia Game (dons part one)

preview: “uh i just moved here and i found--” there’s a strong hand that pulls on your neck and right onto the guy’s face. he stares at you for a long while, as if trying to remember your features. 

note: meet my bias wrecker atm (psst! this is super long)

the neighbourhood that you lived at was notorious for being ridden with crimes and illegal acts in general. but being the broke university student you were, it was a home >>>>> safety

no way in hell were u living in the streets

a warm home is better than none... right?

the rent was cheap and it was only half an hour away from ur uni-- so really, there was no reason to as why u shouldn’t have sealed the deal

the middle aged lady who handed u the keys looked like she wanted to throw herself off the fifth floor-- and never look back

she just grumbles about not forgetting rent and hikes back down the long trail of stairs-- 

ofc theres no elevator 

you take your only suitcase inside to see a barren landscape. there was literally no furniture and you curse your luck that u didn’t look over the contract details more closely

so u sort of set up a futon style accomodation using the blanket u bought and some towels

it was kinda late by the time u unpacked (by that i mean scatter everything on the floor)

there’s a loud noise outside and it was as if someone fell down--

so with the courage of a tin can, u sort of crab walked towards your door and opened it slightly, peeking thro the dim lighting

there’s a body on the floor and u sort of threw the door open and went over to the body-- it’s a guy-- was the first thing u noticed and you kind of skim over the content of the crime scene to deduct that he was alone-

so you kind of flip him over

(and that flipped u off)

because there’s a pure, raw stab wound on his left abdomen and ur kinda (morethan) shook because you’re not a med student or anything but u briefly recalled the first aid class u took during high school

so as best as u can, you dragged the male, almost twice your size, into the comfort of your strictly barren home and rummaged through the content of antiseptic and measly bandages you had to help him stop bleeding

there’s a groan as a response when you peel off the shirt drowning in blood with an apology for invading his privacy (but otherwise he could potentially die??)

and put pressure on the wound and the male trashed in response, his eyes opened slightly, chest heaving and perspiration running down his temple

“w-who?” he barely managed, before you accidentally added more pressure due to shock

“uh i just moved here and i found--” there’s a strong hand that pulls on your neck and right onto the guy’s face

he stares at you for a long while, as if trying to remember your features

you notice his clear eyes, nose, and slowly trail down to his lips. if this guy wasn’t the definition of attractive-- you srsly don’t know what would be

the hand on your neck slowly moves on to the space between your shoulder and your neck

it’s so intimate for a first encounter, and you kind of squeak out as a result

“u-uh, the- the ointment” you stutter out, reaching out for the antiseptic “this will hurt” you gave out the precaution, but there was no reply aside from the extensive gaze

the male clenches down on his teeth as you apply the medicament as gently as possible, and then grabs the biggest bandage you could find before covering the wound with it

you don’t know if it’s right or wrong but at least he’s not bleeding out profusely anymore and you’re about to grab your phone to call emergency services so he could be properly treated at a hospital

“what are you doing?” there’s more a glare to his eyes than before

“im not a professional,” you admitted cleanly. “and i think you need further treatment, so i’m calling the--”

“end the call”

“huh?”

“i said end the call” there’s a chill that goes down your spine and you sort of pressed the button in reflex

the guy lets out a vague exhale when he sees you sort of shiver in your spot

“i don’t feel as if i’m dying anymore” he looks away while saying this “and lend me your phone, i’ll have someone pick me up”

so you kind of handed it to him and he’s having much difficulty trying to lift his arm up because everywhere hurts and god knows how many muscles in the abdomen is triggered

“maybe i can ring it and then pass it to you?” 

and the guy sort of shrugs and gives it back to you while reciting the number. you then proceed to put the phone against his ear

“hey, pick me up. i’m...” he looks at you with a questioning gaze and you sort of tilt your head at this but then whispers the address. “yeah it’s the one beside the meeting point. they broke their end of the deal but i have what we needed so tell taeyong to stop worrying”

and then the two of you kind of stayed still in that awkward position

“name”

you look at him again, brows raised “what?”

“your name. what is it?”

you’re not keen on passing out your identity to random strangers- esp not in this dodgy complex... but maybe he just wants to thank you? so you’re positive and trusting and hands him over your name

he doesn’t reply after that because there’s a knock on your door and you’re reluctant to open it but the guy on the ground nods at you “it’s probably my friend but just ask if he’s jaehyun”

as you inch towards the entrance, you kinda stumble over your words,,,

“is it... uh... j-jaehyun?”

there’s a short break in the knocking and a low, “yes” took place

so you open the door and an equally dashing presence enters your view

the guy-- jaehyun-- nods at you in acknowledgement and walk towards the figure on the floor.

“you look worse than i thought” jaehyun joked, first thing in the morning (well technically it was 12:07... so)

“shut up” 

so jaehyun hauls the guy over his shoulder, and using enough sense to rest him on the side without the wound (but the injured dude still flinched anyway

before jaehyun fully passes you, the guy says something unexpected

“i’m doyoung” 

so the night was craaaazzyyyy but you sort of lived through it and cleaned up the blood stains on the floor and finally got to bed

you try not to think of everything that just happened (it was all too vivid) and try to focus on having a productive day at uni tomorrow with hopefully no distractions

the next morning was normal-- no wounded guys outside your door-- and you wake up extra early, around 6ish, to make your way to uni

at this time, none of the other tenants are awake so its nice and peaceful

and the next few days continued in the same routine

it was exactly a week since that you’re back from your long day of studies and part time job that you find a figure leaning against your door

at first you’re on defence, getting the umbrella inside your bag ready (the lighting was dim omfg)

and then when you near and was about to attempt a hit with the said umbrella the figure notices you and sort of defended himself first

“it’s doyoung”

and you stop and try and rack your mind for the name

it is late

and u were technically half ded

but then

it came

oh

doyoung

d o y o u n g

OOHHHHHHHHHHHH

you lowered your umbrella and sort of tilted your head horizontally to try to examine his wound but ofc there’s a shirt over it and u don’t have xray vision (u wish tho) (sort of) (maybe) 

the corner of doyoung’s lips raise as he looks over you but nods towards your door

“it isn’t polite to keep a guest outside”

and then you purse your lips “are you always this snappy?”

doyoung shrugs but you sigh and opens the door for him

there’s still nothing inside but he’s seen it so you kind of drop your bag once you’re inside and reminds doyoung to lock the door after him

doyoung takes his time to look around for good this time and comments, “there really was nothing”

and you shrug while rummaging through the cabinet for a midnight snack “im broke” was all that was needed to be said

“still” doyoung addressed “you need a bed at least. and maybe a fridge”

“there’s a working bathroom and that’s good enough for me” you shrug again, successfully pulling out a snack you bought a few days ago

“what is that” doyoung stares at the snack in your hand

and ur starting to wonder if he’s a foreigner

“it’s my dinner” you say , not ashamed at all

the dude just gasps at you in shock “theres no nutritional value in it whatsoever” he iterates very slowly, as if you were a five year old

you sigh as you take a seat on the floor, plopping another one piece of the snack into your mouth

“okay so i saved you and this is what i get? ofc i know it’s not good for me but it’d rather eat something than starve okay”

doyoung hesitates to reply and it kinda aggravates you a little because why is he back??? he hadn’t thanked u this whole time and ur kinda slightly maybe very little a bit pissed at that

like ur work is a charity u know but dude u deserved a thank you at the very least

so you popped the question

“why are you here”

“...why do you think i’m here”

you’re literally on your last strand of hair, “we’re not playing twenty questions and it’s late. i need to sleep.”

doyoung cocks a brow at you but gets the message and turns to leave

he opens the door slightly and turns back to look at you,

“i was here to express my gratitude since you literally saved my life. but i guess you don’t need that.”

and he disappears into the night

you literally feel bad as soon as he left but ur kinda stressed juggling uni and working too many job for your own good

so you sleep and try to forget it all

he won’t come back anyways

no point on crying over spilled milk

but o H BO YYYYY

you’re wrong

because the next morning, there’s a knock on your door as you were getting ready for uni once again, eyebags and all

and the moment u opened the door, your eyes just widen

“why are you here” you’re a broken machine w no creative content, pls bear with me

doyoung sort of holds back a smile at this because you look so lost and your bed hair was everywhere-- literally

“i’m resilient” was all he said as he brings up a plastic bag “figured that you probably wouldn’t eat breakfast” he hands it over to you “i’ve got your lunch covered too so eat it on your way to school”

and u froze

“how.... did you know i was a student”

doyoung doesn’t even try to look sorry, “i did a little digging”

oh

well ok

???!?!?!?!!?!?!!??!

since when was it legal to look someone up like that??

“why?” there’s a cockiness to his whole composure “are you going to kick me out again?”

well yes mister ofc

you’re invading my privacy

no matter how drop dead gorgeous you are this is like-- not acceptable

“yeah” you boldly answered, “i am. what of it?”

doyoung looks as if debating something before taking a step closer to you

“uhhh what are you doing”

and he’s literally thisclose to you that you feel his breath hovering over your lips

“im just wondering” he speaks in a lower tone, almost as if the both of you weren’t meant to say a word in this situation

you’re too mesmerised by his orbs to notice anything else but you gotta stay strong for pride’s sake and so you lean back and give him the dirtiest glare you could muster

it isn’t a frequent occasion that you could brace yourself under the presence of such a good looking person

...even though he seems like a shady guy

but still good looking

this doesn’t deter doyoung as he traps you onto the wall, hands on either side “if you know what i do, i don’t think that you would be so mean to me”

“well i don’t want to know more about you”

“oh really”

“very much so”

there’s a chuckle that decorates doyoung’s pretty features before his right hand lightly holds onto your chin and he sweeps down to press a kiss on your lips

[fruitjuus]

The DRV3 Gang goes to the Mall

12 seconds in and Kokichi has pushed Miu into the fountain

Kokichi: Heard you like it wet!!!!!!! Miu: *incoherent screeching*

Ryoma just. Vanishes. Nobody knows where he went cause come on he’s like 3 feet tall

Kokichi: Gonta absorbed him in his hair! :o

Gonta, already crying: NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Kirumi: I’ll be heading off, try not to cause any property damage

Kaede, pinning like an idiot: O-oh! Can i come with you…. ttooo help! :D

Kirumi, also pinning: Oh… yeah yeah sure :)

Kokichi, sipping grape panta out of a teacup: Hmm… very… inchresting >:)

Shuichi: Wh- where did you get that

Angie yeets off to the nearest art store

Tsumugi: Ang- did you just buy 200$ worth of art supplies

Angie, holding lots of markers in her arms: chill bruh it’s just 20 copics

Tsumugi: wh- YOU BOUGHT 20 MARKERS FOR 200 DOLLARS

Angie: …they were on sale

Kiyo sees a child staring at him in awe, so he stares back at him. staring contest

The child starts crying. Maki nods approvingly.

Rantaro: kiyo buddy why the fuck are you like this

Kiyo: I am merely establishing my dominance

Rantaro: domi- KIYO YOU AREN’T A WOLF

Kiyo, not blinking: i am the alpha male

Keebo is busy sucking all the coins from the fountain using the magnet function miu installed

A janitor comes along and is like NANI?! THE FUCK

Janitor: Sir!!! What are you doing!!!

Keebo, smiling: Oh, I am busy sucking the coins from this fountain! :D

Miu, losing her fucking mind:

Rantaro, panicking:

Tenko’s busy buying clothing with Himiko

Tenko buys a flannel vest and has a brief moment of understanding with the female cashier

Tenko: She knew, Himiko. I saw it in her eyes

Himiko: Maybe its cuz you yelled “im buying this cause im a lesbian” the moment you made eye contact

Tenko: hmmmm… maybe

Kokichi, pointing at an animal mascot on a poster: that’s my fursona

Kaito: could you just think before you speak for once in your fucking life

Kaede and Kirumi, at a flower shop:

Kaede, looking at white and green flowers: wow these are… so pretty…

Kirumi, staring at pink flowers… yes…. so are these…

Kaede, gazing into her green eyes: i love… the colour…

Kirumi, gazing into her pink eyes: these… as well…

Tsumugi, spying on them from around the corner: what the fuck??? is this allowed??? what the fUck

Shuichi: hey Kokichi I love you but do you have to say “take a fucking sip babes” every time you hand me a food sample

Kokichi, handing him a toasted baguette cracker: take a fucking si

Rantaro: uhhh hey guys ya think we should… maybe… look for ryoma??

Miu, watching Keebo about to fistfight the janitor: FUCK HIM UPPPPP

Maki, shrugging: he probably went to the sports store to look at the tennis balls

Kokichi: haha you said b-

Maki, grabbing him by the throat: don’t try it, demon

Rantaro: I fucking hate this family

They end up finding him staring at cats through the window of a pet store and crying

Rantaro: are… you okay

Ryoma, sobbing: feets. little feets. just- i could pat their heads, Rantaro

Kokichi, walking through the front door of a GameStop

Employee: hi, how may we help y-

Kokichi, staring intensly: now listen to me, young man. i need a favour. you. go to the back. get me. get me bambi for the ps2. i know you have it. don’t- don’t fucking lie to me, get me it now, stop hiding information from the pu-

Shuichi, dragging him by the collar out of the store: i am so sorry sir omg

Employee: well, kids will be kids :)

Shuichi: haha, yeah :)

Shuichi, whispering into Kokichi’s ear once they’re out: lmao do you think they noticed me steal this copy of MySims agents

Kokichi: lmao nope >:)

Kokichi: …wait did he just call me a KID

Kirumi and Kaede, going back to the fountain after their date trip to the flower shop

Kirumi: Hey, we’re b- where did they go

The janitor, soaked in water and buried in piles of coins: Security just chased them out of the mall

Kirumi: oh my god