#lately i've been trying to imagine how that arc would have looked through the eyes of the clones

[firefly-fez]

You know that conversation Rex and Fives have after Umbara? “I don’t know. I do know that someday, this war is gonna end. / And then what? We’re soldiers. What happens to us then?”

I’m willing to bet that there was a decent chuck of clones - Fives included, if his statement about the jedi being the ‘best friends’ of the clones is anything to go by - who thought that the jedi would have their back when the war ended. that whatever the senate tried to do to the clones, the jedi could be trusted to advocate for them

anyway how many of them do you think still believed that after the wrong jedi arc

[mononijikayu]

dm ─ fushiguro megumi.

Megumi couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through his chest at your word. He stared at you for a long while. He didn’t even talk back. The wind blew in the air, the birds flew and the sunshine drew at you. He couldn’t imagine a more beautiful sight. Megumi knew he would never have let anyone make up such nicknames for him like that. But if it’s you…..It makes him feel happy. That such fondness can come from you. The warmth that lingered long after the memory had faded. It was a simple moment, but to him, it was a precious reminder of the bond that you shared—a bond that he cherished more than anything in the world.

GENRE: Fearsome Womb Arc, 2018;

WARNING/s: Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Romance, Falling in Love, Young Love, Love Confessions;

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listen: dm by fromis_9

note: i realized that i've been connecting everything to us and them fic, so i might as well just make a universe about it. i call it lilac swing!!! i hope you continue to look forward more fun things here in my playground!!! i love you all~

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO GLARED AT HIS SCREEN. He couldn’t help but think that the more he stared, the more his eyes were going to burn. The more he stared, the more he was going to be certain that a hole was going to burn from the middle of the phone. His lips pursed in a tighter line each and every minute that he spent unmoving.

But he didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know what to say. Just seeing your name, it leaves him blank. He couldn’t function when he sees your name, when he sees your smile on your phone icon. He could feel his cheeks warm at the thought of you. He groans loudly as he thinks about how his heart was beating right now. 

Megumi Fushiguro had just returned home from a particularly grueling mission, his body weary from the exertion and his mind still reeling from the adrenaline rush of battle. Yet, despite the physical and mental fatigue that weighed heavily on him, his thoughts were consumed by one thing and one thing only: you.

He wanted to talk to you, after days of having such bad signals on the road outside of rural countryside. Somehow, he knew he would feel better if he did talk to you. If he does let himself find warmth in your comfort again.

As he stepped through the threshold of his dorm, he couldn't help but imagine how you would greet him if you were there. The image of your smile, bright and infectious, flashed through his mind, accompanied by the memory of your enthusiastic wave and the sparkle in your eyes whenever you caught sight of him. It was a simple gesture, but to Megumi, it meant everything.

But now, as he stood alone in the wide expanse of his dorm room, the absence of your presence weighed heavily on him. He knew he wouldn't say it out loud.

But you fuel him. You fuel him to exist every day he sees you. Every time he knows he’s so close to you—he knows that he’s alive. After days without you, he just has no energy. He has nothing that fuels him. He longed to hear your voice, to see your smile, to feel the warmth of your embrace. It was as if a part of him was missing, a part that could only be filled by you.

Only problem is — he can’t think of what to say. What can he say to you, after being gone for so long? His mind raced, trying to come up with the right words, the right actions, but everything felt inadequate. How could he convey the depth of his feelings through a simple text or call? How could he express the way his heart skipped a beat whenever he thought of you, the way your presence filled every corner of his mind, even when you were miles apart? No, no. That would be a flat out confession. He’s pretty sure he’s not ready for that yet. 

Still, he knew he wanted to see you. To even just talk to you. But then again, he knows it’s late. You were probably exhausted from training. Gojo–sensei can be strict with hand to hand combat training. 

You are probably resting by now. He didn’t want to disturb you either. But, maybe….just maybe. You were still awake. And it's been days. He hasn’t even told you yet that he’d come home. You could reply to him in the morning.

Megumi thinks if he waits even longer, he might end up bursting. He knew he had to do something, anything, to bridge the gap between them. Yet, fear held him back like an invisible chain, tightening around his chest with every passing moment. What if he said the wrong thing? What if his vulnerability was met with rejection or indifference?

Megumi could feel his knee shake. Oh no, he was nervous. He doesn’t do that unless he’s nervous. He can’t continue like this, he knew. He knew he had to do something, anything, to bridge the chasm between them. Yet, fear held him back like an invisible chain, tightening around his chest with every passing moment.

He took a deep breath, looking at the screen again. 

He had to have courage about this.

This has been going on for way too long.

He needed relief.

Megumi's fingers hovered over his phone’s keyboard, hesitating with every attempt to type out a message. Each time he started, doubt crept in, and he found himself erasing the words before they could fully form. What words could even work? What words could express his longing for you? Would even words be enough to get his heart across to you? He could feel his fingers itching to move, to say something. 

"I miss you," he began to type. He becomes red, realizing his words. He deleted the words almost instantly. It felt too needy, too desperate. He didn't want to come across as clingy, even though every fiber of his being longed to reach out to you. Too forward. He shouldn’t do that to you. That’s too much.

Seconds turned into minutes as he struggled to find the right words, the right balance between honesty and restraint. He wanted to convey his feelings without overwhelming you, to express the depth of his emotions without scaring you away. Megumi knew that he had to be careful. He didn’t want to make it awkward, or to push you away. He wanted to be careful. Because you mean the world to him. Whatever he says, it would matter. 

"I've been thinking about you a lot lately," he typed, only to delete it once again. He frowns. That’s even worse, he thinks. It sounded too vague, too casual. He wanted you to know just how much you meant to him, but he couldn't seem to find the right way to say it. 

With a frustrated sigh, he leaned back on the edge of his bed, running a hand through his hair as he tried to gather his thoughts. Maybe it was better to wait, to give himself more time to compose a message that truly captured everything he wanted to say.

But as he stared at the blank screen, a sense of urgency washed over him. He couldn't bear the thought of another moment passing without reaching out to you, without letting you know how much you consumed his thoughts, his dreams, his every waking moment.

Taking a deep breath, he began to type once more, his fingers moving with a newfound determination. This time, he didn't hesitate. This time, he let his heart guide his words, trusting that you would understand the depth of his feelings, even if he couldn't find the perfect way to express them.

His phone buzzed for a moment.

‘Huh? What was that?’

He clicked on the new notification.

Megumi's expression was stunned.

Bewildered and horrified all at once.

‘hey you, what you doin?’

Megumi almost hit his head against the headboard as he sat up. But he tried his best to maintain his usual stoic, confident demeanor. But he knew he wasn’t at all calm. He can’t.lHis heart fluttered at the sight of your name, a warmth spreading through him despite his attempts to suppress it.

"Hmph," he muttered to himself, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as he typed out a response. 

‘just got back.'

Even though his words were curt, there was a hint of eagerness beneath the surface. He couldn't deny the rush of excitement he felt knowing that you had reached out to him first, and he couldn't help but wonder what had prompted you to do so.

As he waited for your reply, Megumi couldn't shake the nervous energy that pulsed through him. Despite his tough exterior, deep down, he hoped that this conversation would lead to something more, something beyond the playful banter they usually shared. But for now, he would play it cool, masking his true feelings behind a facade of indifference.

‘oh, welcome back megu-megu! (o＾▽＾o)ノ'

He could feel himself become red at your response. For a moment, he huff left his lips as he rested face front on the pillow to groan at how cute you were. Just as much, embarrassed that you called him by the nickname that you just gave him weeks ago. You were both tired from Gojo-sensei making you do laps around the campus, but well, that didn’t really diminish your spirit. You giggled hopping about, talking about how you would spend the weekend. You after all had no missions lined up this week. 

The two of you had found yourselves standing in front of a vending machine, craving a refreshing drink to quench your thirst. Megumi offered to pay for you both, which made you happy. He could still hear your laughter echoing in his ears as you excitedly scanned the options, your eyes lighting up at the sight of the colorful array of beverages.

"Look, Megumi!" you exclaimed, pointing to a particular drink with a playful grin. "They have Mugu-Mugu! Isn't that cute? The new flavor looks so pretty!"

Megumi couldn't help but look at you gently.  He found himself doing that often when he witnessed your enthusiasm. Itadori pointed it out as much. Kugusaki, she merely laughed teasing him about it.

"Mugu-Mugu, huh?" He whispers, trying to act nonchalantly as he looks at it beside you. "I guess that's what they call it."

“What do you want?”

“Just press the cold black coffee for me, thanks.”

You nodded gently at him  and got the two 500 yen coins from him with happy thanks. He watched you look at the drinks and press the button. You reached for the drinks as they fell. You knelt down to take them and turned to him, smiling. Your fingers brushing against his ever so slightly when you handed him his canned coffee. Soon enough, something shifted between you. He could see you turn away as scarlet embarrassment filled your face. He too could not help but turn red.

“O–oh, I’m so sorry, Fushiguro–kun!”

“No,” He cleared his throat. “Don’t worry about it.”

Silence engulfed the two of you for a moment.

He cleared his throat again, his hand tight on the can.

“And….you don’t have to be so formal with me. We’re friends, too.”

You turned to him, eyes blinking at his words. “Eh?”

“You call Kugisaki and Itadori by their first names, right? Why is it only me you call Fushiguro?”

“Ah….I…” You purses her lips, holding your drink tight. “I didn’t get to ask you, I’m so sorry.”

He sighed. “It’s okay. You can call me by my first name too.”

You looked at him, your eyes bright. 

You looked at your drink for a moment.

You grinned at him, ever so warmly.

“Since you got me this pretty Mugu-Mugu, I’ll call you Megu-Megu! How’s that?”

Megumi couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through his chest at your word. He stared at you for a long while. He didn’t even talk back. The wind blew in the air, the birds flew and the sunshine drew at you. He couldn’t imagine a more beautiful sight. Megumi knew he would never have let anyone make up such nicknames for him like that.

But if it’s you…..It makes him feel happy. That such fondness can come from you. The warmth that lingered long after the memory had faded. It was a simple moment, but to him, it was a precious reminder of the bond that you shared—a bond that he cherished more than anything in the world.

Megumi's gaze shifted back to his phone, the screen illuminated with your name still displayed prominently. A surge of warmth washed over him, enveloping him in a comforting embrace that he couldn't quite contain. It was as if every fiber of his being was vibrating with the sheer intensity of his emotions, all because of you.

He couldn't help but marvel at the power you held over him, the way your mere presence had the ability to ignite a fire within him, warming his heart and soul in ways he never thought possible. It was a feeling he couldn't quite put into words, a sensation that defied logic and reason, but one that he welcomed with open arms nonetheless.

With a trembling hand, Megumi reached out to his phone, his fingers hovering over the screen as he hesitated for a moment, savoring the anticipation of what was to come. Despite the nerves that fluttered in the pit of his stomach, he knew that he couldn't resist the pull you had on him any longer. He wanted to make you feel loved too. He wanted to make you feel the warmth in his heart for you.

Taking a deep breath to steady himself, Megumi Fushiguro began to type out a response, his heart pounding in his chest with every word he wrote back.

‘come out for a second.’

As he hit send, a sense of vulnerability washed over him, mingling with the warmth that still pulsed through his veins. But in that moment, Megumi couldn't bring himself to regret his words. For reaching out to you. He wanted to see you. Right now. He had opened himself up to the possibility of something beautiful, something worth fighting for. And for that, he was willing to embrace the warmth that radiated from within him, knowing that it was a testament to the depth of his feelings for you.

Megumi's heart raced as he looked at what he had sent, the weight of his words hanging in the air like a silent plea. He could feel the tension building inside him, a mix of nervous anticipation and desperate longing as he waited for your response.

Minutes felt like hours as he stared at his phone, his mind consumed with thoughts of you. What if he had been too forward? What if you didn't want to see him? Doubt gnawed at him, threatening to overshadow the fragile hope that had propelled him to reach out in the first place.

But then, just as he was about to give in to his fears, his phone buzzed with a new message notification. His heart skipped a beat as he saw your name on the screen, a rush of adrenaline coursing through him as he eagerly opened the pool of your messages. 

‘why? (°ロ°) !’

��its late! Σ(°ロ°)’

‘we might get in trouble!＼(º □ º l|l)/’

Megumi couldn't help but smile softly at your messages, your playful concern both endearing and amusing to him. He doesn’t think that Gojo–sensei will mind. He doesn’t think he would care if Yaga–sensei yelled at him, if he got caught out of his dorm. Despite your worry, he knew deep down that he wanted to see you anyway. He wanted to see your smile radiate him into warmth. The thought of spending even a moment in your company would make him feel alive again. 

With a determined resolve, he began typing out his response, his fingers flying across the screen as he tried to convey the depth of his feelings. His heart skipped a beat at each message sent. He got this far. He might as well let himself finish it to the end.

‘doesn’t matter.’

‘i wanna see you.’

‘even for a while.’

‘please?’

As he waited for your reply, a mix of nervousness and anticipation filled him, his mind racing with possibilities. He knew he was taking a risk, defying your warnings and potentially facing consequences for his actions. But at that moment, none of it mattered. All that mattered was the overwhelming desire to be by your side, to bask in the warmth of your presence and the comfort of your embrace.

Megumi's heart pounded in his chest as he waited for your response, his nerves on edge as he anticipated what you would say. When your reply finally came – ‘give me a second!!! (＠´ー`)ﾉ’ – a mix of relief and anxiety washed over him. He knew he was taking a risk by being so forward with his feelings, but he couldn't help but feel a surge of hope at your response.

Megumi's heart pounded in his chest like a drumbeat, the weight of his confession hanging heavy in the air around him. ‘i think I like you.’ These words echoed in his mind, each syllable reverberating with a mix of uncertainty and longing. No no, he liked you. He….he loved you. It was a revelation that had slipped out in a moment of vulnerability, a raw and unfiltered admission of the feelings he had been harboring for so long.

As Megumi stood there, his hand trembling as he reached for the doorknob, a sudden wave of panic washed over him. The realization hit him like a ton of bricks – he had accidentally sent his confession to you.

His heart pounded in his chest with a frantic rhythm, his mind spinning with a whirlwind of emotions. How could he have been so careless? What if you didn't feel the same way? What if he had just ruined everything before it even had a chance to begin?

Megumi's breath caught in his throat as he contemplated the implications of his mistake. He had bared his soul to you, laid his feelings bare in a moment of vulnerability, and now he was left to face the consequences of his actions.

For a fleeting moment, he considered running, escaping from the inevitable fallout of his impulsive confession. But deep down, he knew that he couldn't hide forever. He had to face you, to own up to his mistake and accept whatever response you had to offer.

With a trembling hand, Megumi reached for his phone, his fingers hovering over the screen as he prepared himself for the inevitable. Taking a deep breath to steady his nerves, he opened the message thread, his heart pounding in his chest as he awaited your response.

And then, just as he was about to succumb to the overwhelming sense of dread that threatened to consume him, a knock at the door shattered the silence, startling him out of his thoughts.

With a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, Megumi knew that there was no turning back now. With a deep breath to steel himself, bracing himself for whatever was to come.

But before he could dwell on it any longer, a sudden knock at the door shattered his thoughts, pulling him back to the present with a jolt. You were calling for him, knocking on his door ever so desperately. His heart skipped a beat as he realized who it must be, the anticipation sending a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins.

Without a second thought, Megumi hurriedly made his way to the door again, his pulse quickening with each step. Every nerve in his body was on edge, his senses heightened as he prepared to face you, unsure of what the encounter would bring.

As he reached for the doorknob, his hand trembled slightly with nerves, his mind racing with a thousand possibilities. Would you be angry? Confused? Indifferent? The uncertainty gnawed at him, but deep down, a small voice whispered that maybe, just maybe, this could be the beginning of something beautiful. With a steadying breath, Megumi braced himself and opened the door, ready to face whatever fate had in store for him.

As Megumi stood there, frozen in place, he could feel the weight of your words pressing down on him like a heavy burden.

 "Megumi," you called out, the sound of his name rolling off your tongue like a gentle caress, yet it felt like a thunderclap in his ears. "Open the door, please. Please."

His heart pounded in his chest, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Part of him wanted to throw the door open and rush to you, to embrace you and pour out his heart in person. But another part of him hesitated, paralyzed by fear of what your response might be.

With trembling hands, Megumi reached for the doorknob, his heart racing as he turned it slowly. Each click of the mechanism felt like an eternity, a countdown to the moment of truth that awaited him on the other side.

As the door swung open, Megumi's breath caught in his throat at the sight of you standing there, bathed in the soft glow of the hallway light. Your eyes met his, and in that instant, he felt a surge of warmth flood his veins, chasing away the cold grip of uncertainty that had gripped him moments before.

Without a word, you stepped forward, your gaze locked with his as you closed the distance between you. And then, before he could even register what was happening, you were in his arms, wrapping him in a tight embrace that stole his breath away.

His heart thundered in his chest as he held you close, the warmth of your embrace melting away the walls he had built around his heart. In that moment, surrounded by the comfort of your presence, Megumi felt a sense of peace wash over him, as if all the turmoil and uncertainty of the world had faded into insignificance.

"I read your message," you whispered against his chest, your voice soft and gentle. 

“Look, I…..I just—”

"And I feel the same way."

Megumi's heart skipped a beat as your words washed over him, a rush of relief flooding his senses. He held you tighter, unable to find the words to express the overwhelming emotions coursing through him.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, his voice barely above a hoarse whisper. "I didn't mean to... I didn't mean to send that message. It was a mistake, but... but I meant every word."

He felt a lump form in his throat as he struggled to articulate his thoughts, his mind a jumble of conflicting emotions. He had never been good at expressing himself, especially when it came to matters of the heart, but in that moment, with you in his arms, he knew that he had to try.

"I've been... I've been wanting to tell you how I feel for so long," he continued, his voice trembling with vulnerability. "But I was scared. Scared of what you might think, scared of ruining our friendship... But I couldn't keep it bottled up anymore. I had to tell you."

You shook your head at him, reaching for him and smiling. You let your hands warm his own, embracing it completely. You smiled at him. “It’s okay. I wouldn’t have it any other way, Megumi.”

Megumi's heart soared at your words, a rush of joy flooding his senses as he held you even tighter. In that moment, all his fears and doubts melted away, replaced by a profound sense of gratitude for the unexpected twist of fate that had brought you into his life.

As he looked into your eyes, he couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at the beauty of the moment they shared. He felt like the world was ever so good to him. Because you were his. You were his to love. 

He leaned down to press a tender kiss to your forehead.

You got ticklish at his touch, smiling ever so happily.

Everything was alright in the world again.

post credit, soon after:

As Megumi and you stood there, wrapped in each other's embrace, lost in the intensity of the moment, the sound of footsteps approaching brought them back to reality. Their hearts skipped a beat as they turned to see Yaga-sensei, the headmaster of the Jujutsu High School, standing in the hallway, his expression stern.

"You two," Yaga-sensei began, his voice tinged with disapproval. "Do you have any idea what time it is? You know that students are not allowed to be out past curfew."

Megumi's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he glanced down at the floor, feeling a pang of guilt for breaking the rules. He knew that he should have been more careful, more mindful of the consequences of his actions. But with you, he couldn't seem to regret it. Not even when he knew he'd probably be punished.

Your own was just scarlet red, as you buried your head onto Megumi's shoulder. You started muttering under your breath, he could feel it on his skin. But he didn't mind. If anything, he found it adorable. But he wouldn't say that out loud. Especially right now.

But before Yaga-sensei could reprimand them any further, a familiar voice cut through the tension like a knife. "Ah, Yaga-sensei, let's cut the kids some slack, shall we?"

The hallway to the dormitory swung revealed the figure of Gojo-sensei in the moonlight. His trademark grin stretched across his face as he sauntered into the hallway, his hands tucked casually into his pockets. He walked towards

"They're just young lovers in love, Yaga-sensei." Gojo continued, his tone light and playful. "I'm sure they won't make a habit of breaking curfew. Isn't that right, Megumi?"

Megumi felt a silent urge of gratitude wash over him as he looked up at Gojo-sensei. He slowly nodded. Despite the eccentric annoyance that he felt for him, Gojo-sensei had always been a staunch supporter of his students. He was willing to bend the rules for the sake of their happiness. He cared. For that, Megumi can be thankful.

But he didn't need to know that.

Especially not from Megumi.

He would never stop bragging about it.

"Yes, sensei," Megumi replied, his voice filled with sincerity. "I promise it won't happen again."

Yaga-sensei sighed, his expression softening slightly as he regarded Megumi and you with a fondness that belied his stern demeanor. "Very well, just this once," he conceded, his tone more forgiving. "But remember, rules are rules. Don't make a habit of breaking them."

With a nod of gratitude, Megumi and you watched as Yaga-sensei turned and made his way back down the hallway, leaving them alone with Gojo-sensei.

As Yaga-sensei's shadow disappeared, Gojo-sensei turned to them with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "Well, well, well, looks like love is in the air at Jujutsu High," he teased, a playful smirk playing on his lips.

Megumi and you exchanged a sheepish glance, their cheeks flushing with embarrassment at the teasing tone of their teacher. But deep down, they couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for Gojo-sensei's understanding and support.

As Megumi's cheeks flushed with embarrassment and his face turned into a scowl, you couldn't help but chuckle softly at his reaction. Despite the teasing from Gojo-sensei, there was a warmth in his words that filled you with a sense of comfort and belonging.

"Thanks, sensei," you whispered gratefully to the white-haired sorcerer.

Gojo-sensei grinned, giving you both a casual wave as he turned to leave. "No problem, kids. Just remember to keep it PG-13, alright?"

Megumi's scowl deepened, his cheeks burning even brighter with embarrassment. "You─"

But before Megumi could finish his protest, Gojo-sensei's mischievous grin widened, and he interrupted with a playful jab. "Ah, you've grown up! I can't wait to tell Genmei. Finally, our son's all grown up!"

You couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation, the tension dissipating as Gojo-sensei's lighthearted banter eased the awkwardness of the moment. With a fond smile, you exchanged a glance with Megumi, silently grateful for the support and understanding they had received from their teacher.

As Gojo-sensei disappeared down the hallway, leaving you both standing there with a mix of embarrassment and amusement, you felt a sense of relief wash over you. Despite the unexpected turn of events, you knew that you could count on Gojo-sensei to have their backs, even in the most unconventional of situations.

With a shared smile, you and Megumi made your way back to your dormitory, hand in hand, the warmth of your embrace serving as a reminder of the bond that had brought you together. And as you settled in for the night, surrounded by the comfort of each other's presence.

You don't know what challenges lie ahea'd the two of you.

But you knew you would face them together.

Because truly, that's all that truly matters.

[lej222]

Hello.. I am actually afraid with the recent jisu miae centered episodes also the case with the flyers.. Like you said the fate thing is trying to set her up with jisu. do you think soonkki will actually do something like breaking up the main characters? Normally the webtoons don't have sad endings. On the other hand in soonkki's previous work it feels like she likes to play with various emotions and shows like the mcs gonna break up but they DO NOT. Also making the fl ends up with second ml is totally a huge thing to do. There's certainly more cheolmiae shippers than jisumiae. And isn’t it like cheol has more potential than jisu in every way? He has her pink book there's a photo of theirs which is now in miae's room which miae is still not aware of. But there's also this point how not a single photo in the whole story is with miae. Soo,,, what's your opinion in all of these?

Hi! This is indeed the most difficult question to answer!😃 I'll share my own opinion, and it's totally subjective so please be kind to me🥲

So, lately I've been thinking this series might not be targeted at teens. As I was writing my meta on supernatural clues in the story, I found so many little details that would be easy to miss. Like the synchronicity theory I wrote about, the things the parents keep saying in the story, or you could just look at Jisu's character and how so many people misunderstand his actions. As an adult, when I saw the scene of him getting hit by a teacher, I felt a sense of dread. I started thinking about why he provokes the teacher, why he seems so disengaged, etc. These things are easier to notice if you're an adult. Which takes me to my next point.

The ending of the webtoon heavily depends on the message the author wants to convey. If she wanted to tell a simple love story there was no need for supernatural clues in the story. Jisu's involvement and the way he was introduced also required a great deal of effort and pre-planning. Ominous signs have been present since the start. Even in the latest chapters, Miae thinking about how they will have time to talk in high school or Cheol imagining their life together - they all feel like promises that might not be fulfilled. Every time I've read about a character imagining their future in a story, it never really came true, like I've been keeping up with Firefly Wedding which is a beautiful manga, and the moment I saw them daydreaming about their future I knew it would never come true.

Reading ASLFUA, I cannot help but agree with a Korean commenter that Miae lives in a dream world. It's not a bad thing, don't get me wrong. She is still a child so it's expected, but she hasn't had her own arc where she matures. Cheol's story in the first half was all about him opening up to new people and experiences. If you compare Miae to how she was at the start vs how she is now, she hasn't really changed much. But we know that she must, even the narrator pointed it out. Living in a fantasy world is not a bad thing, but one day she has to step out of it. Life is not always kind and there are things that might not be under her control. Her parents are a good example. Her mother had to give up on her passion because of the financial crisis. Her father works tirelessly to make ends meet. Soonkki presents this story through a child's eyes, but she doesn't ignore the harsh truths of growing up. Miae's mom is watching the news about how adults should help their children to have a healthy view on sexuality. Miae has no idea what being in a romantic relationship means. These are all messages to the adult readers of the story.

This doesn't mean there's no possibility of Cheol and Miae ending up together. If Soonkki's message is that their love is so strong it can overcome fate itself, that's one possible route. For this ending, I think all the supernatural elements would be a little bit pointless, but it's a likely outcome. Or she can go the bittersweet route, where the emphasis would be on the growth story. For me, the supernatural involvement makes more sense in this scenario, but it's just my personal opinion. As for Cheol's popularity, I would say it would be more of a problem for international readers. Most Korean readers also love Jisu, people on the KR side are more open to multishipping in general. Take Operation True Love for example, most top comments are about how no one would be mad if the ML switched to Dohwa after the timeskip. Whatever happens though, Cheol is the ML of the story, because it's partly his own growth story.

Yes, the book in her dresser is still a plot point that needs to be addressed. Other than that, we only have one countyside memory we haven't seen, but we've already had lots of coming-to-full circle moments, like Miae touching Cheol's scar, them acknowledging their feelings, Cheol's POV, etc. We know almost nothing about Jisu and Miae only remembers two things about him. Why did he single her out? He did not ask to be helped and when he transferred they were wearing winter clothes. Miae became his friend after summer break. That's a big gap we don't know anything about. Why did Jisu not give her the accoustic guitar? Why did he look surprised when she said she wanted to study together? What is his wish? There are still a lot of questions that need answers.

I'm not saying I'm sure Miae and Cheol won't end up together, but I believe it's a possibility. At the end of the day, I'm obviously not the writer and what I wrote here might be all wrong, but I wanted to look at all sides of the argument and you are obviously not wrong to believe in a happy ending🙂

[acacia-may]

Okay, you know what? How about your OTP for the song game. I wanna know what songs you have for Rill x Charmy.

Hi Anon! Thank you for playing and for asking about Charmy and Rill! I love them so much and have collected quite a few songs that remind me of them. It was difficult to narrow it down, but here are a few favourites (here's a link to the full playlist too, in case you're curious, though I'll warn you there are some more abstract/random ones on there plus "She's Not There" which is really just a joke at Rill's expense, the oblivious dork). I was trying to narrow it down to a top 5, but I ended up with 6 (listed below in no particular order).

"Painter Song" by Norah Jones

"A Chef's Love Song" by The Spoiled Chefs

"Painting Box" by The Incredible String Band

"I'll Keep You Safe" by Sleeping At Last

"Crayola Doesn't Make a Color for Your Eyes" by Kristen Andreassen

"I Don't Know" by Lisa Hannigan

You can probably tell from the song titles they're a little more straightforward/"on the nose" than some of the other songs I've been choosing for this ask game. [One of my favourite things about Rillmy as a ship is that it's not complicated, so none of the songs I have for them are particularly complicated either]. However, I've still included some discussion below the cut along with the embedded Spotify links and links to YouTube.

Besides the obvious (Rill is, in fact, a painter), "Painter Song" by Norah Jones also reminds me of all those times Rill has painted his "Food Goddess" in the hopes of one day finding her again (i.e. "And I'm dreaming of a place/ Where I could see your face/ And I think my brush would take me there/ But only/ If I was a painter"). The fact that he hasn't realised that Charmy and his "Food Goddess" are one in the same, notwithstanding, of course,,,

"Painter Song" by Norah Jones (with Lyrics) - YouTube

I'll resist the temptation to put all the lyrics to this song here because "A Chef's Love Song" by The Spoiled Chefs is just the definitive "Charmy love song" (in my opinion anyway). I mean, lines like "I think you're so sweet, now I want you to eat" and "You'd never be hungry, as long as you're mine" just scream Charmy to me. I think it also hints at something that I imagine is a big part of Charmy's attitude in any relationship: her main love language (in a way) and the easiest way for her to express how much she cares is through her cooking (i.e. "I'm a chef and so my feelings/ Are expressed through my cooking/ So I hope you can tell by the taste of the food/ That I think that you're really good-looking!"). Yes, it's a bit of a sillier song (especially when the singer starts listing all the food they are making their beloved), but it's cute and makes me smile.

A Chef's Love Song - YouTube

Like "Painter Song," "Painting Box" by The Incredible String Band makes me think of Rill's perspective of the relationship, specifically how Charmy/the "Food Goddess" really became this muse for him She has really been on his mind and the inspiration for a lot of his paintings after the Elf Arc, and I think this would continue into their romantic relationship too (i.e. "For somewhere in my mind there is a painting box/ I have every color there, it's true/ Just lately when I look inside my painting box/ I seem to pick the colors of you").

Incredible String Band - Painting box - YouTube

"I'll Keep You Safe" by Sleeping At Last is definitely more abstract than a lot of the other songs on this list, but it's one of my favourites. I think it's a very sweet song in general, but in this context, it really reminds me of how much Rill and Charmy care about and support each other. I like to think that as friends and as romantic partners, they always have each other's back and want to keep each other safe. Yes, they have had some rougher times in the past and are no stranger to mistakes, but they always keep moving forward and, hopefully, eventually will keep moving forward together (i.e. "Our mistakes, they were bound to be made./ But I promise you I'll keep you safe). I think the lines "You'll be an architect,/ So pull up your sleeves/ And build a new silhouette/ In the skylines up ahead" speak to their creativity and how they aren't afraid to live life to the beat of their own drums and make the world into something new, different, and exciting (if a little eccentric), but my favourite part of the song is definitely: "You are an artist,/ But your heart is your masterpiece./ And I'll keep it safe" not only because it reminds me of Rill and his backstory especially but also because it's such a sweet and beautiful sentiment.

I have to thank my (honorary) nephew for this next song, "Crayola Doesn't Make a Color for Your Eyes" by Kristen Andreassen. The last time he visited he could not stop singing it so his mom (one of my oldest and closest friends) and I pulled it up on Spotify for him and I couldn't stop thinking about Rill. I think if Charmy expresses her love best through her cooking, Rill expresses his best through his art though being Rill, I think he struggles a lot with wanting it to be just the perfect representation and the "masterpiece" that he thinks she deserves. However, I imagine he eventually comes to realise that anything he creates will not be able to fully express how much he loves her and how absolutely beautiful, amazing, and wonderful he thinks she is (i.e. "Crayola doesn't make a color for your eyes/ There is no way that I could possibly describe you/ Crayola doesn't make a color to draw my love").

Crayola Doesn't Make a Color for Your Eyes - YouTube

I've loved the song "I Don't Know" by Lisa Hannigan for much longer than I even knew Charmy and Rill existed, but I think it is such a sweet song about the beginning of a relationship--that moment when you've met someone and you think they're great and want to get to know them better. I have no doubt that Rill has felt this way about his "Food Goddess" since they "met," but I also think this reflects Charmy's attitude towards the relationship right now in a platonic sense. She doesn't seem to have romantic inclinations towards him in the canon (yet) but is still interested in getting to know him and becoming friends. The lines "[I don't know] If you eat what you've been given or you push it 'round your plate/ I'd like to cook for you" and "You don't know if I can draw at all" are just an added bonus!

Lisa Hannigan - I Don't Know - YouTube

[mprimn]

I hate POP MART figures.

My first impression to them is just slightly more expensive gachapons. Most of them aren't even that pretty. Especially the ones called LABUBU. They're somehow very overrated in my country despite those ugly teeth they all have.

So imagine my surprise when I followed my friend into a POP MART store in Shibuya, only for me to ended up buying one instead of them. We were browsing through the different designs (while trying to be as quiet as possible because there were so many customers from our country it's kind of embarrassing) when one set stood out to me. It got me staring into the glass container for quite a moment.

An Alice in Wonderland themed POP MART :

Like. Wow. The artist actually did their homework on this one.

We usually have a favorite to aim for when opening blind boxes or doing gachas, right? Which is why I usually look through sites like mercari first so that I wouldn't have to waste my money on hopeless gambling. But I don't hate a single design in this set at all. The in-store price wasn't so different from the resales on mercari either, so I grabbed one from the shelf, headed to the counter, and cracked the box open...

I have acquired The March Hare. He is now sitting on the top shelf along with the goods I bought and the doujins my friends asked me to buy for them. I should start thinking about when to deliver some of these back home because my single luggage cannot fit them all.

Other than my character development arc towards POP MART (I still hate LABUBU though), I have to mention how I almost got a heat stroke while riding a bicycle to the train station.

It wasn't even that hot in the evening. I checked the weather report and everything before heading out. Yet right after I parked my bicycle and went up to the ground floor, my eyes became blurry and I couldn't stand straight. I somehow managed to make my way (literally half crawling) to the nearest vending machine and was saved by a bottle of cold water.

Who would have thought that summer in Japan can be this hot? Even the exchange students from SEA complained about the heat. Some of them who already returned told me that they'd rather tolerate summer at home than whatever is going on here. Global warming is real and it's getting to us.

Summer isn't a good season to save money, but since I've never experienced snow in my whole life, my real challenge would be in winter. An electric fan is enough to help me through the summer. But the freeze I felt to my bones when I arrived in Narita Airport during spring?

I will need those money for my heater bills.

It has been stormy lately because of the passing typhoon, but that didn't stop me and my uni classmates from reuniting in Tokyo a couple weeks ago. We stayed together in an Airbnb and it was a very chaotic experience. I wasn't really close to any of them but watching them throw hands at each other (in a friendly way, I suppose) had been entertaining. Though, the Airbnb caretaker who lived upstairs probably hated us to the core because we were being loud almost every night.

Before heading to Tokyo, we were invited to watch an annual fireworks show in a reserved area thanks to a Japanese friend. I've only seen fireworks from afar during new year countdowns so I wouldn't lie when I was a bit frightened by how close the explosions? bangs? were to where we were sitting. Let me show you some photos I took.

Here is what the area looks like. I, of course, brought the plushie with me so I can pretend we were dating under the fireworks light.

And here are the fireworks! The show was about an hour long if I remember correctly.

The blue one was screenshoted from a video but I personally think it's the best photo.

There were smoke everywhere once the show is over. Everything smelled burnt. Like we were barbeque sticks on a grill or something. It became really crowded when everyone started heading home at the same time, but the Japanese friend's family was very kind and took care of us so well. Apparently, the father used to live in our country and is still a huge fan as he kept telling us he couldn't wait to visit the capital again in a few months. We wish him the best.

Now that I'm getting hungry (it's midnight) I shall end the post here. I will try to upload some smaller posts so that I can make up for the months I have missed.

The way I actually had a draft for this post days ago but ended up rewriting everything again just because. You will forever be in my heart, little draft.

[mirkosintern]

Crawlin’ back to you

pairing: dabi x fem!reader

genre: smut with a lil angst and fluff if you squint

notes: reader is a member of the lov, set in the meta liberation army arc (before the war!), possessive dabi, wowee this is my first work!! I never expected myself to be able to write a piece but here we are ehehe this was inspired by a certain tiktok actually. U may have already noticed but the title is from the song do I wanna know? by the arctic monkeys<3

warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, breeding, cum play, dubcon-ish?, toxic relationship, degradation, vulgar language, alcohol

word count: 3k

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That the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can't say tomorrow day Crawlin’ back to you Ever thought of callin’ when you've had a few? 'Cause I always do Maybe I'm too busy bein’ yours to fall for somebody new Now I've thought it through

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Dabi wasn’t one to do feelings. He’s screwed numerous women, but they were nothing more than some toys to fulfill his sexual needs. Neither did he want to have feelings, nor did he need to. Afterall, his side hoes who begged to stay with him even after all the degradation he’s given them disgusted him the most. He would snicker at their pathetic attempts and cut them off ruthlessly.

However, you were an only exception.

No, he did not have feelings for you, he swears he never did and never will. But you were different from his other disposable sluts--he kept you around. He didn’t ghost you, instead, he kept coming back. It is only because you’re a member of the lov as well, he thinks. You are easy to access since you’re always around the lov base, and he doesn’t even have to worry about getting caught by civilians or stupid bitches who suddenly decide to turn him into the police. You guys were practically co-workers with benefits, fuck buddies where the “buddies” part is questionable.

Dabi didn’t mind that he made an exception for you until that night. That very night where you sleepily decided to crawl into his arms after a rough round and whispered him how you loved the rough texture of his skin against yours. That very night where you pressed delicate kisses beneath his jaw. The moment of intimacy—making his heart pound and warmth spread beneath his cold skin—was threatening. You were threatening.

That’s where he cut you off completely. He did not knock on your bedroom door located in the lov base anymore. He stopped sending those “you up?” texts at 3am. He didn’t even lock eyes with you or talk to you anymore.

It feels as if something heavy dropped inside you, squashing your heart to the point where it’s painful. You try your best to ignore the pang in your chest and remind yourself that you guys were nothing more than co-workers with benefits. However, the enduring heartburn only functions to make you realize how attached you were to him. He’s Dabi, the biggest scumbag you will ever meet, what did you expect? What were you thinking? It should be no surprise this happened, right? But having to encounter his stupidly handsome face every day was not doing any help. You are a girl with dignity, you tell yourself, trying your best to ignore his strong scent of campfire and cologne drowning you every time you guys are in the same room.

The pain is suffocating you for weeks, and you finally decide to completely get over him. The night Dabi brings a bimbo to his room and fucks her loud enough for everyone in the lov to hear—for you to hear—you’re done with everything. You step outside, get drunk, do anything to numbify the pain the raven-haired guy has caused you, and even meet a nice-looking guy who seems to be interested in you.

You are doing good without Dabi.

You don’t need Dabi anymore.

You are not letting him get to your head.

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A party.

League of villains is all about privacy, but they also started having some fun after uniting with the meta liberation army. Now they had sufficient money, people and place to throw parties every now and then without the danger of getting caught by civilians. Afterall, a number of heroes were in their side as well.

“Not gonna lie, you guys do know how to host parties.” Keigo smirks, picking up a glass of bourbon whiskey. “It’s fuckin’ lame,” Dabi answers as he downs a glass of liquor.

“So, what happened with y/n?” Keigo throws a suggestive smile.

“The hell you mean what happened with her?” Dabi frowns.

“Y’know, didn’t you guys used to be a thing or something?”

“Nah, she was an occasional fuck and that’s it.”

“Oh really? The Dabi I know never fucks a same bitch twice though. I thought she was something special.”

“Special?”

“Yeah, thought maybe you actually wanted her.”

A smug grin appears on Dabi’s face. “Never even liked her.”

“Have you seen her and her new boyfriend?”

The smile is quick to vanish from his face after hearing the word boyfriend. Dabi’s eyes widen, immediately glaring at Keigo. Before he could say anything, Keigo tilts his chin to point something.

“There they are.”

Dabi turns his head only to find you clinging onto some guy’s arm. Your cheeks are flushed –a pretty, pink glow on your face—as you bat your eyelashes at the guy. Bubbly giggles escape from your lips while you stare at him through half-lidded eyes. The guy’s arm is secured around your waists, pulling you closer to him.

Dabi sees red.

His entire body freezes as his grip around the liquor glass tighten. Dabi doesn’t say anything for a moment, but there is no way Keigo wouldn’t pick up how his cerulean eyes are flaming at the sight. “Well, I thought you knew.” Keigo pats Dabi’s shoulder. “Wouldn’t matter anyways right? You never liked her.”

“…Right.” Dabi takes another sip from the liquor, his eyes still fixed to you.

Keigo’s words are true; at least they are supposed to be true. Dabi didn’t have feelings for you. He doesn’t do romance. No feelings were ever involved with any of the women he’s slept with, and he made sure of it. It was so clear for Dabi without a question.

But why is it unable for him to erase the sight of you with some guy as he forces himself to sleep that night? Why are your sweet giggles echoing his head? Why can’t he get rid of the thought of you in that tight, black dress that perfectly complements the curves of your body? Why is the moment where the guy places his hand on your inner thigh replaying in his head? Why are thoughts of you messing with his mind?

“Fucking hell.”

Dabi gets up. This was fucking annoying. You were truly fucking annoying.

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You tilt your head to check the glowing digits of your digital clock on the nightstand. 2:15am. It’s late, and you haven’t even taken off the dress you wore to the party. You are too tired both physically and emotionally. You’ve done quite a decent job in entertaining the man who’s accompanied you through the whole party, but it was truly an energy-consuming task. You and him walked around as if you guys were the happiest couple in the party; but the truth is that you guys aren’t even properly dating yet. Solely because you have constantly been refusing to properly answer him asking you to be his girlfriend. It’s not that he’s bad looking or anything, but the idea of being with him just doesn’t sit right with you. Ever since you’ve met him, he couldn’t keep his hands off you without asking you anything about consent. You always had to pull his hand away with an uncomfortable smile, yet he never took a hint. However, when a dating rumor about you and him started and spread quickly, you didn’t try to correct anything. Maybe it was because you wanted to pull out a reaction from a certain villain. Maybe your unusual actions at today’s party; clinging onto the guy and laughing at every single word he spoke; was to make Dabi witness how happy you were.

 Truthfully, you were dying inside.

 What was even worse was that none of your attempts seemed to bring an ounce of reaction from Dabi. When have you become so pathetic and desperate? You feel tears welling up in your eyes, hot and burning, but you don’t want to cry. Not for an asshole like him. You take out your phone, find the guy’s name, and text him that you don’t want to see him anymore. You feel a little guilty, thinking that you may have used him to provoke something from Dabi, but your thoughts are too worn out for you to comprehend anything. You flop onto your bed and bury your face in your pillow. You huff out a deep sigh, and the soft texture of your cotton pillow feels warm on your cheeks. In all honesty, you were thinking about Dabi the whole time you were at the party. Whenever the guy’s hand creeped up your thighs or gripped on your ass, you imagined it was Dabi’s, trying your hardest to feel something from the contact.

 You weren’t over Dabi. You never were. Realization hurts, leaving a sour feeling in your mouth.

 Your body shoots up at the sudden, loud slamming sound emerged from your door. Your teary eyes widen at the lean man slamming the door shut. “Dabi?” You ask, not believing your eyes. “What the hell are you doing here?” Without an answer, Dabi’s one hand reaches for your throat as his other hand grips your wrist. His large body is towering over you, and you feel your bed shift as he dips one knee in the mattress. His sapphire eyes pierce through your soul, and you can feel his raging anger just from looking at him.

“You’re such a pain in the ass, y’know that?”

“Dabi, what are you-“

He doesn’t let you finish the sentence, pulling you in for a heated kiss. Your lips open reflexively, enabling him to deepen the kiss. The kiss is aggressive, and he doesn’t know whether it is because of his anger or his pent-up desires towards you that he has been suppressing. The kiss gets sloppier over time, hot and wet with saliva and tongue. He lets go of the grip on your wrist and starts tracing your inner thigh with his thumb, and you let out a soft moan. You finally pull away from the kiss to catch your breath, but he doesn’t cease to caress your thigh. Instead, he lowers himself to your ear. “You seem to really love thigh touches, don’t you?” His low voice and hot breath brushing the shell of your ear sends chills down your spine.

“Huh?”

“I always knew you were a slut, but never knew you were this much of a whore. You would bend over any guy who offers you some touches, right?”

Tears swell in your eyes again at his vile words, but it’s hard to talk when his knuckles are repeatedly brushing your clit.

“I’m… not a slut…nngh.” Suppressed moans escape your lips.

“Yeah? Why are you making those sounds then?”

“Dabi…”

He yanks your dress up and dips two fingers inside your lace panties, making you let out a weak yelp. Dabi raises his brows with a smug grin on his face.

“Oh, so she indeed is a slut huh? You get this fucking wet from a kiss?”

His two digits start pumping inside you, and you grip on his white shirt at the sudden sensation. Your gasps and moans get louder, and you suddenly feel his wet lips against your neck. Dabi sucks hard, making sure to leave dark purple marks from your jaw to your neck and shoulder, as he repeats the step of curling his fingers and pulling them inside and out your hole. “Dabi…too fast.” You whine out. “Yeah?” A sadistic grin appears on Dabi’s face. “Be a good slut and take what I give you.” His thumb reaches for your clit, making your legs shiver.

“Nngh…stop, I’m gonna… Dabi I’m gonna cum.”

“Stop? You want me to stop?”

“No!”

“Do you deserve it though?” he slows his pace while teasing your clit. “Beg.”

It’s humiliating, really—but do you have any other choice when you are this close?

“Please, Dabi… I’ll be your good slut. Please let me cum!” Your desperate cries have him pumping his fingers fast again, and soon you’re seeing white. Hot drops of release coat Dabi’s fingers as he pulls out.

“Say ah.”

“A-ah.”

You obey, and Dabi sticks his digits inside your mouth. Your mouth wraps around them immediately, sucking as if it’s a pacifier. “Good girl,” Dabi says as he pats your head, and it makes your stomach swoop with sick pride.

The bulge in his pants is becoming painful, and he contemplates on fucking your mouth. But he’s too impatient; He feels the need to abuse your cunt right now. He wants to hear your screams and cries as he proves who you belong to.

“Take that off.” Dabi gestures at your dress, and you start undressing as he demands. Dabi pulls down his sweatpants and boxers, causing his cock to spring out. It’s so pretty, you think, and you can’t help but admire his red tip, glistening with precum. He pumps his length a few times and lines it up with your entrance. You inhale a sharp gasp as you feel his whole length inside you. It feels so full; it feels as if he’s gonna split you in half if he starts moving.

“Ah, too big.”

“I know.” Dabi looks down on you. “Take it like a little slut you are.”

Before you could even talk back, he is moving inside you. Your moans blend with the noise of the bed creaking; a perfectly harmonized orchestra to Dabi’s ears.

You knew Dabi wasn’t one to prep you or go slow, but you feel like he’s going way rougher than usual. His wild thrusts have your head lolling backwards, and Dabi does not miss the chance to take a hard bite on your neck. You scream out of both pain and pleasure, and you feel two hot streams of tears on your flushed cheeks.

“Aww, she’s crying.” Dabi says in a mocking tone. “Bet you love the pain.”

Humiliation fills your chest and you turn your head away, but Dabi quickly grabs your chin with one hand, forcing you to directly face him.

“Who’s the one making you feel this full?” he asks.

“Y-you.”

“Did he ever make you feel this way?”

Wait, he? Who does he mean by he? Your alleged boyfriend? Could it be possible that Dabi was doing this out of jealousy? You try to comprehend, but it’s impossible for you to think clearly, not when Dabi is fucking you stupid. “No!” You shout.

Dabi’s free hand reaches for your clit and starts rubbing circles. “Tell me, who does this pussy belong to?”

“You…” You try to answer, but he suddenly lifts up your lower body and slams into your cervix in the right angle. It has you moaning even louder, your insides spasming around his cock.

“I can’t hear you.” He smirks sadistically.

“You, Dabi, it belongs to you! I belong to you!” You’re screaming his name like it’s the only word you know, making his cock twitch. “That’s right. You are all for me, all for me to use. Just a pathetic little slut for my cock.” A satisfactory grin appears on Dabi’s face.

Dabi lowers his body down and grunts directly into your ear as he thrusts even faster. The sound of his skin slamming into yours is so erotic, and you can feel how close you are.

“You wanna cum huh?” His words have you nodding frantically, babbling incoherent words. Yes Dabi—wanna cum so bad—wanna be yours—wanna be your good girl—please, dabi.

“Then do it. Make a mess on my cock.”

“Nngh, Dabi!” You scream out his name as euphoria washes down your body. His release follows you soon enough, painting your walls white. You feel warmth filling your belly while his groans echo in your ear. You’re still sobbing and panting after he pulls out, without any energy left to move. As your blurry vision starts getting clearer, you feel his warm skin and the sting of his cold staples against your back. His long arms wrap around your oversensitive body, pulling you closer to him.

“You’re messing with my head.” Dabi rests his forehead on the back of your shoulder.

“Huh?”

You’re confused, but Dabi doesn’t elaborate. His ego doesn’t let him do such thing.

“When you said you belonged to me, did you mean it?”

You bite your lower lip, not knowing how to respond to his sudden question. Millions of unspoken words and feelings are hanging in the back of your throat, creating a huge lump. You swallow them all and spit out a question instead. “Do you want me to belong to you?”

“Yeah.” Your eyes widen at his unexpected response, butterflies fluttering inside your chest. “Be mine.” His low voice vibrates against your soft skin. Your heart melts at his words, and you cannot stop your feelings from overspilling anymore. At that moment you both realize; you and Dabi were meant to crawl back to each other, no matter how hard you both try and struggle.

“I’m yours.” You smile, “I’m all yours.”

[cringesideblog]

here’s my dnf playlist and a complete song by song track-list and why I put them on it.

heatwaves- on here for very obvious reasons. i don’t think I need to explain. but here are some lyrics anyway. “Sometimes all I think about is you, late nights in the middle of June.”

Jenny- again this is kinda obvious. “I wanna ruin our friendship, we should be lovers instead, I don’t know how to say this, cuz you’re really my dearest friend.”

TALK ME DOWN- this one just has the best friends pining for eachother vibe. “I wanna sleep next to you, and that’s all I wanna do right now.”

Dark paradise- kinda has dream smp vibes. but also you could argue heatwaves vibes. “Everytime I close my eyes, it’s like a dark paradise.” “There’s no relief, I see you in my sleep.” “There’s no release, I feel you in my dreams.”

Sweater weather- yeah you know why. you absolutely know why. “All I am is a man, I want the world in my hands. I hate the beach but I stand, in California with my toes in the sand.”

Drop the Guillotine- idk man just vibey. give it a listen you’ll get it. it’ll click. “You sure know how to drop that guillotine on me, though you would never wanna see me bleed.”

Can I call you tonight?- thats on their only for of communication being through the phone huh. (major heatwaves vibe) “powers out and I can’t turn the fan on, so can I call you tonight? trying make up my mind, just how I feel.”-“I hear your voice on the phone, now I’m no longer alone.”

Lemon boy- oh my god this song. geogre do be seeing dream as his lemon boy. “I helped him plant his seeds and we’d mow the lawn in bad weather.”

Yellow- DREAM IS LITERALLY GEORGES YELLOW SHUT UP RIGHT NOW. “Look at the stars, look how they shine for you.” “For you I’d bleed myself dry.”

Like you do- first of all I love this song, second, this has dream being a little too attached vibes. The whole song is just them. “Lost in the blue, they don’t love me like you do, those chills that I knew they were nothing without you, and everyone else they don’t matter now. You’re the one I can’t lose, no one loves me like you do.” “Since I met you, all the gloomy days just seem to shine a little more brightly.”

I saw you in a dream- mega heatwaves vibe. “When I’m awake I can’t switch off,” “I saw you in a dream, you came to me. You were the sweetest apparition, such a pretty vision.”

Maybe you’re the reason- did someone say pining best friend who doesn’t know that they’re in love ? this song. this song right here. “I keep looking for something, even though I know that it’s not there. Maybe you’re the reason. And anytime I try to figure it out, you’re the only thing I can think about.”

The king- DREAM SMP VIBE. “You like me, well obviously, so why you tryna leave when you know that I’m the king?” “Other lovers give you no luck, cuz I’m the only one who’s made you fall in love.” “Playing with your heart cuz you gave me the throne.”

Sweet- an adorable song truly that actually fits them so well. “Watching the, video that you sent me- you know that I’m obsessed with your body, but it’s the way you smile that does it for me.” “It’s so sweet, knowing that you love me.”

Apocalypse- um okay here me out, apocalypse au?? yeah i know it’s cute as shit you’re welcome. “Your lips my lips, apocalypse.” “When you’re all alone, I will reach for you, when you’re feeling low, I will be there too.”

Fear of the Water- don’t come for me this ones kinda sad, beautiful song though. “If this was meant for me why does it hurt so much, and if you’re not made for me why did we fall in love?”

Dreaming of you- two words, heat. waves. but also yeah good song for them in general. “Want you all the time, and now I’m dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of you.”

Wires- uhhhhh dream smp vibe, dream villain arc n all . “If he said help me kill the president, id say he needs medicine.” “He said that I should take it in, listen to every word he’s speaking.”

Midnight love- it’s girl in love so, you already know how it issss. “I know I don’t want to, be the one that you run to, when you’ve got nowhere else to go, when you need some love.” “I always give in to give you it all.” “I can’t be your midnight love, when your silver is my gold.”

The beach- SUCH A HEATWAVES SONG JUST LISTEN. “I feel it burning me, I feel it burning you.” “I think I can see the beach, I know what’s underneath. I need you here with me,”

Cherry flavored- the neighborhood just.. they have a dnf vibe. “Cherry flavored conversations with you got me hanging on. Down to earth from all the waiting. Take me somewhere beyond.”

Pretty boy- geogre is a pretty boy. point blank period. “Even if my heart stops beating, you’re the only thing I need with me.” “Pretty boy, you did this with me boy.” “As long as I got you, I’m gonna be alright.”

Bad idea- girl in reddd... but like imagine them casually hooking up and not knowing their in love tho. also I feel like they would definitely think that their relationship is a “bad idea” bc they’re stupid. “It was a bad idea, to think I could stop, was such a bad idea, I can’t get enough.” “Darling your so pretty it hurts.”

Line without a hook- ICONIC!! dream definitely does not think that he deserves george. “You can hold my hand if no ones home.” “All my emotions feel like explosions when you are around” “Oh baby I am a wreck without you.” “She’s a, she’s a lady, and I am just a boy. She’s a, she’s a lady, and I am just a line without a hook.”

Say you hate me- mega dream smp vibes as of recently. with the whole removing geogre as king. “I guess that your friends where right, from the start when they thought that I was a bad guy.” “Can you just say that you hate me? Or that you will never love me?” “Never meant to make you leave, never meant to make you cry.”

Cherry bomb- reminds me of how dream cheated on fundy with geogre. “I’m too close to crushing, and I’m too close for comfort I’m rushing.” “I ask how shes so mellow, she tells me her shades are in yellow.”

This side of paradise- I mean, like, kinda heatwaves vibes, but also just them. “Ask me why my hearts inside my throat. I’ve never been in love I’ve been alone.” “If you’re lonley come be lonley with me.”

Linger- geogre literally has that boy wrapped around his finger and I can’t not see it in this song. But when you look into it HELLA dream smp vibes, lyrics can be switched for either perspective here. “You know I’m such a fool for you, you got me wrapped around your finger.” “I thought the world of you, I thought nothing could go wrong, but I was wrong,”

august- i don’t know what is but this song is for them. it just is. “To live for the hope of it all. Cancel plans just in case you'd call” “So much for summer love, and saying “Us” Cause you weren't mine to lose”

I was an island- i just love the idea of them being hardasses and not thinking they need anyone until the other comes into their life and rocks their world. kinda dream smp vibes “I was a fighter, and I was so brave, but I lowered my sword when you held me and swore you’d stay.” “I was a wolf, dear, apart from the pac But you answered my cries in the dead of the night and told me that you had my back,”

Golden- k this one feeds into the “you’re literally the sun in my sky I’m not worthy” feel “I know you were way too bright for me I'm hopeless, broken” “I know that you're scared Because hearts get broken” “I can feel you take control Of who I am and all I've ever known Loving you's the antidote”

Strong- ummm okay but the “we’re better together” dynamic is them “I’m sorry if I say I need ya, but I don’t care I’m not scared of love.” “when I’m not with you I’m weaker is that so wrong? Is it so wrong, that you make me strong.”

Fly out west- the whole, I need to see you, you’re all I think about, stuff gets me. also heatwaves vibe. “Well tell me do you know? You’re all I dream about. Take it from me I’m too dumb to recognize your doubt.”

Cruel summer- them and summer, you dig? “I don’t wanna keep secrets just to keep you.” “I love you and that the worst thing you ever heard?”

Nothings gonna hurt you baby- I put this one on here because of how protective dream is over geogre “Nothing’s gonna hurt you baby, as long as your with me you’ll be just fine. Nothings gonna hurt you baby, nothings gonna take you from my side.”

Cardigan- young love, the kind of lover that makes you feel like you are the most important thing in the world to them “when you are young they assume you know nothing, but I knew you-“ “and when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone’s bed, you put me on and said I was your favorite.”

Cry baby- them being in that weird stage where they recognize that it might be more than just senseless flirting and they might have feelings but also being paranoid that they’re the only one with feelings uh- “I can taste it my hearts breaking, please don’t say it. That you know, when you know.” “I know I’ll fall in love with you baby, but that’s not what I wanna do baby.”

Speak now- literally the fundy dream wedding. i rest my case. “I hear the preacher say speak no or forever hold your peace.” “Dont say yes runaway now.”

I love you so- this song is cute on the surface but kinda sad once you look into it. it’s kinda about a codependent love that isn’t going well. “I gotta get away and let you go I gotta get over, but I love you so.” “You were cool and I’m a fool so please let me go.”

In conclusion I’d really appreciate if you could check it out :) <3

[melissa-kenobi]

Paperwork

[ARC Trooper Fives x Reader]

A/N: i was missing Fives so here's some fluff with him 🥰

Summary: Fives is forced to catch up on his paperwork whether he likes it or not.

Word Count: 2.1k

You were exhausted to say the least, your muscles screaming for a rest, for you to stop and take a break, whether it be 5 minutes or an hour, but you couldn't. Not when there was a war raging on and you need to be there. Waving to Anakin as you passed his tent, you saw your commander sat beside some of your men, he looked exhausted. Eyes filled with the same exhaustion you felt, as he spoke tirelessly with your men.

"General!" Kiri replied as he saw you approach him, immediately standing up and saluting you.

"Stand down Kiri, how many times have I told you?" You laughed as you gently pushed him down to sit once more.

"Sorry General." He smiled bashfully.

"I need to find Captain Rex? Some of his troopers haven't filed their reports and the Admiral needs them in by eight hundred hours today." You asked Kiri, who let out a small yawn before shaking himself and replying.

"I'm not too sure General. Rex did mention having to chase Fives and Echo for their paperwork in the 501st barracks." You smiled in response as you stood up, hand situated on Kiri's shoulder as you guided him up.

"Thank you Kiri. Walk with me." You asked, more like ordered politely.

"But... General!... th-" You cut Kiri off with a stern look before taking off, your commander following behind you as he picked up his helmet.

"Kiri, I'm concerned for your health." You looked at him as you approached the barracks for the 265th. "You haven't been yourself lately, I've seen your performance drop slightly."

You watched as Kiri's eyes widened in shock. That was the last thing he expected to be told by you. "General, no. I e-"

"Kiri, you're not in trouble. I'm just worried about you." Kiri nodded in agreement.

"General if I might?" You nodded for him to continue. "You haven't been yourself either, I see you looking exhausted and on the brink of death sometimes."

Your eyes downcast as you took in what Kiri said, immediately ready to deny everything, but your commander had a way of seeing past you. He smiled as he placed a soft hand on your shoulder, ready to speak but was interrupted by someone.

"Y/N! Ahh, help me General!!!"

The voice of ARC Trooper Fives ran behind you, hands on your hips, ducking down as he tried his best to hide from someone. You ultimately guessed it was Rex, most probably wanting Fives to get his paperwork done instead of heading to 79s.

"Fives!" You yelped, abruptly turning around. Your face softened as you watched him, his eyes focused on yours as he grinned cheekily, hands on your hips as he blinked innocently at you.

"Yes General?" He teased but was soon cut short by the booming tone of Captain Rex.

"FIVES!"

You raised an eyebrow at Fives who only shrugged in response before turning to Kiri who seemed amused at the situation. "Kiri, what I was saying before was that..."

Captain Rex had stormed up to you, eyes furious as you face turned from Kiri to face Rex. "Rex, what's happened?"

"What's happened General? I'll tell you what happened, your little boyfriend here hasn't done his paperwork since 7 months ago!" Your eyes widened in shock before glaring at Fives who cowered under your glare. "Cody's on my case about it because General Kenobi needs the reports from a mission Fives took and they're not there, because someone decided partying at 79s was more important!"

"FIVES!" You yelled, after hearing Rex's confession, suddenly shocked that Fives had left it for so long.

"Yes honey?" Fives tried, pulling lovey eyes on you, but it didn't work.

"Go with Rex and bring your paperwork to my tent. Be there in 5." You commanded him as he let go of you and make a sad cute face, trying his best to appeal to your softer side.

It didn't work.

"Captain, I'll make sure he gets all of it done tonight." Rex nodded as he tugged Fives along with him. Kiri on the other hand was just about to slip away before you grabbed his arm and tugged him into the 265th barracks.

"Now you!" You pointed at Kiri, whose eyes were wide with shock. "Get some rest Kiri. If I find you out there, you'll be in deep trouble." You warned as you left the tent.

"Sir yes sir." You heard Kiri whispered as you imagined he got ready to finally get some godammned rest.

***

Fives had dragged himself to your tent, his eyes wide with deception as you stood by your desk, the chair already pulled out, your arms crossed as you waited for him to take a seat. Fives may have gotten the wrong idea when you said you were going to make sure he got his paperwork done, it would seem that you actually meant business.

"But cyare, I can't do all of it now!" Fives protested as he took his seat, looking up at you, his eyes trying thier hardest to convince you.

"No Fives. If you don't finish every single piece of paperwork, you'll be put on leave till you finish it. No matter how long it takes." You threatened, it was an empty threat you knew, but it was what got Fives started on his reports as he racked his brains for whatever had happened in those missions.

After 3 long excruciatingly long hours, Fives was at least a third of the way through his paperwork. You looked up from your seat opposite him only to find him staring right back at you with tired eyes and a yawn before he gave you a little chuckle.

"Are you not going to help me honey?" He asked ever so sweetly that you would have caved if you didn't see the stack of paper on the left that you had to do yourself.

"Nope. Sorry Fives, no can do." You smiled as you patted his hand as he slumped to the table in exhaustion. "Got my own work to do." You yawned and rubbed your eyes causing Fives to look at you in concern.

"Hey, cyar'ika, are you alright?" Fives asked gently when he saw you yawn 4 times in the span of a minute. His eyes turning from tired to genuine concern for you.

"You're still not getting out this Fives." You tried to joke but ended up yawning as you slumped in your seat. Fives immediately concerned for your health jumped out of his seat and picked you up from yours, his hands wrapping around your waist and legs, lifting you bridal style as he walked towards the bunks in your tent.

"Fives!" You yelped after he had placed you down on the bed. Confused you rapidly got up out of bed and headed towards your desk before Fives pushed you back down and collapsed onto you.

"No. Cyar'ika, I know you're tired and you haven't been sleeping." Your mouth opened to deny what he was saying but he only gave you a look. "Kiri told me. Don't try it."

"Traitor..." You whispered under your breath, you were certainly going to have some words with Kiri about privacy. Fives pressed you into the mattress as you wiggled around trying to get out.

"Hey! You can't do that! I'm the General!" You weakly protested, trying to shove Fives off you.

"When it comes to your health, I outrank you honey." Fives smiled softly as he trailed a finger down your cheek, your eyes closing shut at the warm gesture as your leaned into his touch.

"But my paperwork... I can't, I hav-"

Fives was about to cut you off but you managed to do it yourself with a deep yawn as you blinked rapidly to keep your eyes awake. The warmth of your bed and Fives was proving to be a good combination as it was slowly lulling you to sleep. Fives gently pulled himself off you, tucking you into bed, wrapping the duvet around your body as he slid in beside you.

Still awake, you mumbled. "Don't forget your paperwork and wake me up in 30 mins." Your left hand going out to bring Fives' paperwork so he could work on them as you cuddled into his side.

"Go to sleep cyar'ika, I'll wake you." Fives smiled as he ran a hand through your hair, softly massaging your head to sleep. He leaned down to press a sweet kiss to your forehead as your arms tightened around his waist.

"Mmmhh... love you Fives."

"Love you too cyar'ika."

***

"Oh maker... is that the General?"

"What are they doing?"

"Is she.... sleeping?"

Whispers scurried around your ears as you blinked your eyes awake, suddenly taking in your surroundings, only to find some of your squadron peeking through.

"Oh kriff! She's awake!" You quickly got up only to be blocked by a heavy arm on your stomach, weighing you down. Kriff, you'd overslept, but maker did that feel good. As you cast your eyes down, you found Fives sleeping soundly besides you as he lightly snored. You lifted his hand gently off you as you placed a kiss on his temple where his tattoo lay. His face smushed into the pillow as slept soundly.

"Fives... honey....sweetie..." You tried, calling him pet names till he arose from his sleep. You traced a finger down the side of his face, hoping that would trigger some sort of reaction for him to wake.

"Cyar'ika... c'mon Fives..." When he didn't, you decided you would use a slight more aggressive tactic, you placed your hands on his shoulders, slowly shaking him awake.

"Fives!" You whispered harshly. Fives only snuggled into your further, small moans leaving him mouth as he continues sleeping.

You could sense General Kenobi and Commander Cody was near and you needed to get up. Kriff you thought. Did we even finish the paperwork from yesterday? Now becoming more worried you pulled the duvet off Fives before pushing him roughly off the bed, resulting in him falling to the cold ground with a heavy thump and a string of curses.

"Well that worked." You smiled as you leaned over the bed to see Fives on the floor, groaning in slight pain. "You've been through worse honey, now ge-"

All of a sudden Fives leapt up from the ground, onto the bed rolling you over onto your back, his hands holding your wrists above your head as he snuggled into your neck, leaving small kisses as you writhed under him.

"Fives!! What are you doing?"

"Getting revenge." He mumbled as he slowly traced his way down your body, kisses being left down your neckline, towards your collarbone and to your breasts, while his left hand that was free crept down to your lower regions, teasing you slowly. You let out a small moan of pleasure before your hips automatically thrusted against his hand. Fives being the cheeky shit he was, pulled away, letting go of your hands and crawling off the bed, offering a hand to you.

"C'mon, General Kenobi will be here soon. He's waiting for us." Fives winked at you as he pulled on his armour, your eyes wide as you scurried out of bed, your lust for Fives forgotten as you quickly got ready.

"Fives?" You panicked. "We didn't finish the paperwork. I'm so sorry, I'll have to come up with an excuse for Obi-Wan."

Fives didn't reply, only walked to the entrance to let Kenobi and Cody in. "Morning General, Cody."

"Good morning Fives. Where is General L/N?" Obi-Wan asked as you came out the door, greeting them.

"Brilliant, now that you're here, do you have the paperwork and reports?" Obi-Wan asked, eyes soft and gentle. You opened your mouth to explain but Fives beat you to it. Pulling out his stack of paperwork he handed it to Obi-Wan, who quickly assessed it with a critical eye before nodding.

"And here's General L/N's." Fives handed Obi-Wan your stack of paperwork, all completed as you struggle to keep your eyes and mouth void of shock.

"Well done Fives. Although I would appreciate it if you did your paperwork on time. I don't want to have Rex or Anakin bothering me about it." Obi-Wan spoke good naturedly before heading off with Cody.

"Fives..."

Fives only smiled in response.

"You didn't have to."

"I wanted to." He took your hand in his as he pulled you closer to him. "You needed the break."

"Thank you." You smiled reaching up to kiss him. You really did have the best boyfriend ever.

"I think you deserve a reward cyare." You dragged him back inside the tent, laughing with glee as he picked you bridal style.

"I love you Fives."

"I love you too Y/N."

***

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