#lenawrites

[mystic-helena]

hello! can i request a kuroo x reader where kuroo and the reader are childhood friends but he doesn’t know how to tell her he loves i love your blog by the ways its really cute ok have a great day bb hope you’re doing well ♡︎

Childhood crush ft Kuroo!

a/n: I FORGOT TO POST THIS ITS BEEN SO LONG I CANT EVEN DESCRIBE HOW SORRY I AM OH MY GOD IT ISNT EVEN GOOD

Kuroo had always been there for you and you’ve been always there for him.

Since the beginning of times—okay, maybe not the beginning of times, but the beginning of your life—Kuroo has been there, it could be laughting at you when you fall after helping you get up or simply existing beside you on a sleepover at a half past eleven when you both should be sleeping—because for twelve-year-old kids that is pretty late according to his parents—but are instead looking at the bedroom ceiling and forming constellations with the glow-in-the-dark stars he has over his bed.

Right now, as strange as it may be for you, Kuroo isn’t glued to your side...

...because he’s talking to his reflection in your bathroom.

For the past twenty minutes.

His hands are on both sides of the sink, upper body leaning towards the reflective surface, brown eyes digging holes into it, as if starting too hard would magically put his ideas in order.

“Tetsuro, we both know how the childhood best friend never gets the love interest—he said while pointing at the mirror, eyes fixed in his own face—, but, we also have advantage because our fate isn’t written as if we were mere characters in a book. Wait, maybe that’s even worse”

“Tetsu, you’ve been there for forever, come out already” you practically yell, cheek pressed against the coffee table in your living room “you know I promised I won’t laugh-”

Oh, right. He almost forgot about it. The reason why he was at the bathroom.

“-if you finally admitted you are shit putting make up on and finally let me help you.”

Many ‘make up stuff’ as he named it, was untouched in front of him. All of it belongs to your cousin, who also implanted the idea of downloading tiktok in your head. Which is also the reason why he was supposed to make himself look like one of those people who had glitter almost all over their faces, imitating the Euphoria series look, thing he agreed to do just because you asked him with the only reason of him being ‘pretty’ and having perfect skin. And yes, his heart skipped a beat when you called him pretty.

“I’m done y/n, just give me five more minutes” he says as he rapidly tries to find the ‘black thingy’ they used on videos to ‘paint lines on their eyes and look like a cat’. He thinks he should have paid more attention when you were telling him which thing does what. But five seconds prior that you called him pretty. Not handsome but pretty, how is he supposed to feel about that? He has mussels, has a deep voice, is tall and is very intelligent. Why would you call him pretty? I mean, being called pretty is better than not being called pretty. And now he’s back to staring into his reflection.

With much difficulty he steps out of his spiraling thoughts and finds the eyeliner—that’s what it’s called, he celebrates—and tries to paint a straight line on top of his eye. It’s comes out pretty decent, he’s glad his hands are steady. He goes for the other eye. This one is a little bit wonky but probably you won’t notice, he thinks as he puts down the eyeliner and looks for the glitter. He’s gonna regret this later, glitter gets everywhere when he opens the little container. He coughs and closes the glitter container.

“Are you ok over there? You sure you don’t need help?” you sound concerned and he cringes when he looks at the mirror and sees the glitter got into his mouth. How did he do that? Shit, that will be a pain to take off. Well, another problem for future him, he shruggs and thinks a way to stick the glitter to his face and make it look good. The lipgloss is looking at him and he’s looking back.

Kuroo opens wide the door—he was in there for more than 5 minutes—and looks at you. You were about to fall asleep on the couch but bolt right up at the sound of the bathroom door slamming against te wall.

“Took you long enough” you wipe your eyes and stare at his face for a couple of seconds. He stares back and hopes he’s not turning red, why are you staring at him? Did he fuck up that badly? Are you amazed by his make up techniques? Maybe he should say something. “Take a photo, it will last longer” he winks at you and smiles when he sees your eyes widen for a second.

What were you thinking in that moment? You looked shy for a moment before smiling wide and getting up. You walk towards him and grab him by the wrist and drag him to the couch. Kuroo sat and watched as you did the same next to him, and he knows he should be thinking about what to do on the tiktok you were about to do but instead he was getting distracted by how close you are. Maybe one day he would tell you how he feels but for now being your best friend was more than enough.

[moldypotato]

~amusement park headcanons~

• Hikaru LOVES roller coasters. The faster and rougher they are the better. He likes the most extreme rides.

• Kaoru likes rollercoasters and will go on them with Hikaru but he gets intimidated by the large ones. He sits those out whenever he can.

• Mori is terrified of coasters. Can’t stand them. He is the type to read about every single roller coaster death the night before the trip. He stands off to the side and watches the other members stuff while they ride. He is the bag holder.

• One time Hani got Mori to go on a log ride with him and the Scream that came from Mori. You would not believe. ALSO THE PICTURE. HANI HAS IT LAMINATED AND FRAMED.

• Hani is an adrenaline junkie like Hikaru and tries to get the entire group to go on the most extreme rides with him.

• Kyoya doesn’t really like coasters but will go on them if tamaki bothers him enough. he’s completely silent and if u look at him he may or may not have his eyes closed. He is a firm believer of not going on any coasters after he eats. He is not throwing up today no thank you.

•Tamaki love love lovesss amusement parks, from the rides to the food to the atmosphere he is just in love. He is terrified while waiting in line but he does it anyways for the sake of having fun with his friends. Once he’s actually on the ride he has so much fun and wants to immediately ride it again. Hikaru makes fun of him for this but his favorite is the carousel

• Haruhi never went to amusement parks a lot growing up and so she has never ridden an actual roller coaster, just small kiddie rides when she was a little girl. Her first real rollercoaster was a medium sized one with some big dips but nothing too extreme. All of the hosts accompanied her and she is kinda meh about the actual ride but she appreciated her friends being there for her and making her feel safe. She also adores funnel cakes.

[girl-among-mts]

🗡️🩸If Hux Could Kill 🧡🌹

👉 This fic contains sexually explicit themes.

For months, Hux has been supplying the Resistance with sensitive, First Order intelligence, meeting with Rose on various planets to facilitate their top-secret data transfers. During their most recent rendezvous, they are suddenly ambushed by a new foe, a bounty hunter sent to tail the spy and eliminate them.

Adrenaline running high from their desperate struggle for survival, the pair give in to the growing tension between them, finding comfort and release in each other's arms after fighting for their lives.

A03: (x)

FFnet: (x)

[lenaxenlia-blog]

Iuvenes Magorum Chapter 3

lenaxenlia:

She had a nightmare this time. Not just because of Taylor, but what he said as well. She was tossing and turning in her sheets until they burned that is. When Lena finally woke up almost half of her room was burnt down and the landlady came knocking on her door. Since Lena didn't answer she opened the door and gaped at the ashes. She screamed, "OUT!!!!!" And Lena quickly packed everything she had left.

The young girl was walking in the streets with her hoodie covering her eyes. With the little money she had left she wouldn't be able to afford food for the rest of the week let alone new contacts. Guess it was time to start taking up the hitman offer. She walked to school anyway, knowing that it would just bring trouble but for now she would still get a cheap and decent lunch there.

[mystic-helena]

nekoma masterlist.

— Lev Haiba

Headcannons

How does he kiss?

— Kuroo Tetsurō

Drabbles

Childhood crush

[moldypotato]

Your Name Please?

Hikaru just needed to pass some time and earn some money. He’s been working at this cafe for six months now, finally comfortable and relaxed in his position. He knows his regulars, having long conversations with them to pass the down time. Although there is a new face coming around quite frequently. A tall blonde man, with deep violet eyes and an exhausting and loud personality. He orders something different each time, trying to get a feel for what he likes. He has an accent as well, though Hikaru can’t quite place it. Hikaru tried to hear him, and he thinks he got the name right and he can’t be sure, but he doesn’t get paid enough for this crap to care. He gives blondey his coffee and goes on with his day. Hikaru turns his back as the blonde walks out. As the door shuts, Hikaru doesn’t hear the blonde swear.

“Tamale....? Are you kidding me.”

[mystic-helena]

Hi there! Can I request for Iwaizumi? Like.. he didn't know that his bestfriend is in love with him and there was this one night that his bestfriend accidentally drunk confessed to him ❤ thank youu~

Drunk confessions ft. Iwaizumi!

remember -> reblog > like

a/n: fun fact: I wrote this two times and i still do not really think it turned out well akdhdbksjdb

The silence was comfortable, only the sound of the cold winter wind against the window could be heard as you laid on your apartment floor with your best friends. Your head was on Iwaizumi’s shoulder and Oikawa’s (who fell asleep not to long ago) was on your lap.

Then, you decided to break the silence; “Iwa, do you ever dream ‘bout running away? Like from everything and everybody, leavin’ it all behind.” Your voice was hesitant and quiet, not wanting to wake the boy whose hair you were loosely braiding.

Iwaizumi let out a small sigh and looked at you, analyzing your question and your current state. You had enough alcohol in your veins to be out at any given moment and were slowly getting closer to him.

His breath hitches and he almost forgets to answer when you hugged his arm, burying your face in his biceps. “mm... yes, I used to. Why the sudden question?” He said then, leaving you to think the reason behind a totally random question.

Well, the truth is that it wasn’t a random question, but what were you supposed to say now; “I often think ‘bout leavin’ the university and run away with the one I love, to go anywhere he wants, to escape reality with him... to be able to wake up everyday to the brighter start I’ve ever seen, the one that lights up my universe; you” nop, that wasn’t it, it would’ve sounded weird. You disregard that with a light giggle as your hands let go of his arm and fall to your lap, where Oikawa whines from the movement, making you smile.

Some words are better hidden, some words are meant to never be said; like the ones you had just crossed your intoxicated brain.

Or that’s what you believe as you pass out laying down on your crush’s chest, listening to his strangely fast beating heart. Iwaizumi is left alone, your confession replaying in his mind and face crimson red.

“I— oh, you’re asleep-”

Maybe next time he’ll tell you about his feelings.

taglist: @sugas-sweetheart (plz tell me your opinion, im insecure about my writing akjdbdnskjd 😔✌️)

[mystic-helena]

a/n: OMG WHAT’S WRONG WITH ME WHY CAN’T I WRITE THIS IS HORRIBLE but I almost cried (been this 👌 close) writing this??? AJKSHDBJSJAHDB

genre: fluff to angst

warnings: mentions of death! or more like death implication??

word count: 265 look at my smol number awee

[ 11:32 am ]

The sun shines through the leaves of the tree you are sitting under, creating a beautiful pattern of gold-like light over the green grass and your bare legs as you sit next to your boyfriend.

Today you’re the one talking to Suga, and he listens to you patiently—like he always does—, telling him about anything and everything. “—and Yachi got very embarrassed, but it wasn’t as if they actually cared about that! I tried to calm her down but she kept on blushing because she really thought it was her fault.” you laugh, remembering the memory of early in the daytime.

You wait for a response.

And suddenly a wind blow made its way through the leaves of the numerous trees you were surrounded by, the melody of a beautiful November day, one of the lasts before the month ends and winter starts. The comfortable silence falls like a blanket over you and you close your eyes, the only thing breaking it is a soft sight as it leaves your mouth.

You know there won’t be one from Koushi, not today; neither tomorrow. You knew it the moment he didn’t pick up his phone after the 14th call, you knew it the moment an uniformed Daichi showed at your doorstep looking at you with sad eyes and you knew it the moment you sat next to his grave, with a handful of his favorite flowers on one hand while the other wipes the tears rolling down your cheeks.

You also know you should stop waiting for an answer that will never arrive.

But you won’t.

taglist: SIKE I DONT HAVE ONE 😎😔 send an ask if you want to be part of it! ;D

[mystic-helena]

Request: Hi there! So, I’ve had this circling around in my head for a while, but it’s kinda oddly specific, so feel free to ignore this request. But anyway, my idea is Belphegor reacting to MC stealing his cow pillow (TM). You can decide the circumstances. Thank you! -- made by anon

Summary: Belphie's cow pillow is nowhere to be seen and he's a little… disappointed by that. What would happen when he finally find the culprit?

A/n: I'm so sorry because this is my first time writing and I think it didn't turn out very well ╥﹏╥ Anyway, I hope you enjoy it! I just noticed that I didn't fully complete the request

The House of Lamentations is quiet. Too quiet. They say there's peace before the storm and in this situation instead of storm it would be war. You ran to your room, bringing the cause of it all with you. Seconds later everything explodes: you hear fast steps from the other side of the door and you close your eyes, waiting for them to stop and enter… but they don't.

"MAMMON GIVE ME BACK MY PILLOW" Someone- Belphie's voice shouts and a loud crash happens. "I CAN'T GIVE YA WHAT I DON'T GOT" Mammon answers and in that moment hell falls. Another voice joins the group "MAMMOOOOOON STOP CAUSING PROBL-" says Lucifer but Belphie cut him off by shouting again "I SWEAR IF YOU GOT IT AND YOUR LYING I'M GOING TO KILL YOU"

You jump to your bed, pressing the desired pillow to your chest while trying to suppress your laugh caused by the demon brothers fighting themselves over something stupid. Yeah, it was stupid because they couldn't think even for a second that it's your fault. 'They trust way too much in me' you think, before sitting and stretching your arms up, leaving the iconic cow pillow in your lap. You know that it's unfair for the second born to be blamed instead of you, so reluctantly you stand up and walk to the door. Your steps are slow and hesitant, your left hand grabs the pillow with way to much force that your knuckles are white-- 'What if he gets even more mad because it was me who stole it?' that thought occupied your mind. Belphie and you now are friends or at least, so you believe and him too, but you don't know that.

Your trembling right hand opens the door only for your head to take a peek. Bitting your lip you could see the back of the first and seventh born and the scared face of Mammon, who saw you too and was pleading with his eyes for you to say something.

"Belphie?" The said demon turns his head way too fast at the sound of MC's sweet and scared voice. Suddenly, his problem wasn't as important as talking to you. MC looked at him, waiting for an answer. "Belphie, can you come here? please" He simply nodded and went straight to them. All his anger was replaced by a weird feeling of happiness mixed with expectation, 'Why does MC want me to enter their room? That means they are no longer scared of me, right?' thinking about this he passed through the door and MC closed it behind them.

"So, what do y-" his eyes wondered over MC and then "is that my pillow?" he saw what he was looking for. The non-demon smiled sheepishly and rubbed the back of their neck, looking everywhere except the face of Belphegor. "Yee-haw?" said hesitantly MC while they hugged the cow pillow and the twin snorted at the cuteness of the action.

Requests open!

Song + character requests open too!

[mystic-helena]

aoba johsai masterlist.

—Iwaizumi Hajime

Drabbles

Drunk confessions

[mystic-helena]

haikyuu masterlist.

karasuno.

aoba johsai.

nekoma.

shiratorizawa.

fukurodani.

inarizaki.

itachiyama.

others.

[girl-among-mts]

GRW Ch4 🎲 Games of Chance

🐱 Day 4: Millicent

--> This chapter contains audio! 🎧

A03: (x)

[girl-among-mts]

Games of Chance: Day 1

🎲"Games of Chance"🎲

A mixed media collection of stolen moments, chances taken, and what-ifs for #GingerRoseWeek2020

🧤Day 1: Gloves/Coat

A03: (X)

[girl-among-mts]

Games of Chance 🎲 Day 3

📡Day 3: Spy/Undercover

--> This chapter is image heavy!

A03: (x)

A mixed media collection of stolen moments, chances taken, and what-ifs for #GingerRoseWeek2020

[girl-among-mts]

Update: Chapter 2!

In which things fall from the sky and Poe is not pleased.

A03 (x)

FF.Net (x)

Full story summary under the cut...

Post-TRoS

She'd been his contact, his handler, and if he had to admit it, not much had changed. Except now she was his jailer; his benefactor, despite all his protests and, admittedly, her better judgement.

Surviving the Steadfast, Hux's only hope was to barter his First Order knowledge for his life. It's not a trade the Resistance wants to make; he's a killer of almost unimaginable magnitude, and if he'd been a turncoat once, he'd be a turncoat again.

Only Rose, who had been coordinating with the spy unaware of his true identity, believes he deserves a second chance, even if Hux himself disagrees. Buried under all the pain she's endured, some at the hands of Hux himself, is her belief that he can help rebuild a galaxy he'd once tried to slaughter into submission.

[girl-among-mts]

Break the Wheel

A03: https://tinyurl.com/sqo48r9

Newly-minted First Order Officer Armitage Hux and Engineering Specialist Rose Tico, fresh from their graduation ceremony at the Academy, confront Hux's father, the Commandant. A canon-divergent oneshot for the @gingerrose-hub fic exchange.

Prompt by @inannaandthehulupputree

Young!Hux manip by @fate-saw