#love it so much I made it my phone screen (if thats fine?)

[icewindandboringhorror]

examining a seemingly normal image only to slowly realize the clear signs of AI generated art.... i know what you are... you cannot hide your true nature from me... go back where you came from... out of my sight with haste, wretched and vile husk

[cowboybarzy]

So y/n goes to this game like always everyone knows she’s barzal wife or girlfriend when the fight happens something snaps and she’s like yelling acting like there gonna hear her saying “HEY THATS MY MAN DONT TOUCH HIM LIKE THAT” people are recording her or she lands on the jumbo screen and the guys saying there’s go barzal gf or wife love to see this. They both end up going viral on Twitter mat was over the fight but y/n still was mad and going on and on saying wtf I would of squashed him if I was right there because no one grabs my man like that 😤 mat finds it entertaining because he’s never seen her this worked up and he’s kinda turned on by it knowing she would fight for him LOL even tho he wouldn’t allow it but he ends up kissing her by how in love he is with her maybe gets alittle smutty

now that fight last night was quite something and god Mathew I want you to do it again! but not too often, I need you to keep looking pretty.

wc: 820

cw: alludes to sex, but not really smut (sorry I’m working on other smut rn haha and didn’t have much time to write today)

gif made by @pyotrkochetkov

You turned around from the conversation you were having with a friend to see Mat finally come out of the locker room area. When he was close enough, you could see there was a big red bruise coating his nose and part of his cheek from the fight he was in earlier. “Aw, baby, are you ok?”

“Perfectly fine.” His smile was sweet and crooked as he wrapped his arms around you. Your lips brushed gently against his bruised skin then finally landed on his lips.

Once you were sure he was fine, you pulled apart and playfully punched him in the chest. “What the hell were you thinking? Fighting? Maty! You know my rule, no teeth, no wedding.”

He laughed. “I know your absolutely ridiculously absurd rule. Don’t worry, I’ll have all of my teeth for the big day.” He kissed the top of your head, still getting excited at the mention of your wedding even after months of being engaged and it being pretty much all planned already. “And he attacked me. I wasn’t about the back down. I’m not scared of a little fight.”

A rush of heat flowed through you, seeing him get worked up again. And you had to admit, as much as you hated the fighting aspect of hockey, it was kind of hot seeing Mat defend himself and get into a little brawl.

“And it looks like you’re not as mad as you’re pretending to be.” He totally picked up on your vibes.

“Alright, so maybe it was a little hot to watch,” you admitted. “But don’t make it a regular thing.”

“Sure about that?” His eyebrows raised and a little mischievous grin appeared as he pulled you closer to him by your hips.

“At least not until after the wedding. I need you looking pretty for the pictures.”

“Alright, no more fights until the wedding.”

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“Ok, so maybe I will keep up the fights if you’re going to be this turned on afterwards,” Mat mumbled out of breath when you rolled off him, back onto the mattress.

“You made a promise,” you responded, yelping when his lips were back on your skin in seconds. His teeth graded your neck, down your naked chest.

“It’s very hard to resist.” He came back up to kiss you passionately. You had lost count of the amount of times you had sex within the last few hours of coming home from the game, sleeping, and waking up to more sex.

“Alright, get off me I’m starving.” He fell back into the pillows with a laugh, but instead of getting up to go to the kitchen, you grabbed your phone for your daily morning phone time. Mat did the same.

To your surprise, there were a ton of notifications. Texts, instagram, twitter, etc. And also from people you didn’t even know. A quick investigation told you that you were in fact the reason for all the fuss.

“You seen this?” Mat had the same expression on his face, as he was looking through the exact same type of notifications. People sending a video of you from the game last night, yelling during Mat’s fight. The person who filmed it was too far away to pick up audio, but based on reading your lips, people could tell you were yelling something the lines of ‘HEY THATS MY MAN DONT TOUCH HIM LIKE THAT’.

You looked to Mat for his reaction, but he was just laying there, naked, watching the video over and over again, his jaw slowly dropping. You watched him nervously, internally cringing that a video of you like that was currently trending. Mat finally faced you.

“My girl.” He laughed and was back on top of you in seconds. “My feisty girl. And here I thought you were upset I was fighting, but you would have easily stepped in.”

“I was just trying to protect your pretty face.” He smiled wide and started attacking you with kisses, sucking and biting your skin.

“I had no idea you could get so worked up.”

“I’ve been hanging around you for too long.” He chuckled and kissed you deeply. You could never get enough of him.

“Protecting me. I’m supposed to be the one protecting you.”

“You clearly need it.” You loved teasing him, especially since his kisses got more intense the longer it went on.

“I’m pretty sure I won that fight last night, so I can protect myself.” He got on his knees and his lips wandered down your body. One of his hands grabbed your breast, massaging it, while his lips started assaulting the other. He licked around your nipple, sucking and biting it playfully. “But my job is to take care of you.”

He moved further down the mattress, getting ahold of your thighs and roughly pulling them apart. “Now be a good girl and let me do my job.”

[mxqdii]

hey! i love love your work, and i was wondering if i could request a chris sturniolo x fem!reader?

maybe reader is also a well known influencer, or an actress or something of the sort, and there’s rumours about her and chris being together that they haven’t really confirmed?

but they are dating and she’s on live one day and he calls her like an intimate pet name, or just overall says something that shows they are in fact together and like the comments on the live just go crazy and stuff and shes like telling chris she’s on live or whatver

im so sorry if this doesnt make sense 🙏🙏

stop bc i requested pretty much this same thing to another author (on wattpad) a few months back, so when i read this request it was such an "i made it" moment (i love u sm, you're just like me fr fr)

baby - c.s

pairings: chris sturniolo x reader

summary: chris accidentally calls reader 'baby' while she's on live, revealing to the whole world that they're dating/

warning(s): fluff, reader calling chris bro 😔

not proofread

i'm sitting on the couch, watching tv, bored out of my mind.

then an idea hits me, i could go on live!

i used to go live a lot with the triplets, but only on their account, so it would be fun to go live on mine.

i open instagram and click the live button, watching the stream fill with thousands of people

"holy shit that's a lot of people" i say with a nervous laugh

"uhh i guess i'll answer any questions anyone has! so feel free to ask anything!" i add, smiling

i read through the comments, lots of them asking where the triplets are

i can't help but notice seeing a few asking if me and chris are dating.

fortunately, those allegations are true! but we've decided to keep it quiet for, just for now.

still, there’s only so much one can hide from the public

and although me and chris haven't said anything, i think everybody knows anyway.

people can see our glances, our gestures, how close we are, it's all pretty obvious.

i answer a few questions like my favorite singer, when my next video is coming out, podcast stuff with the triplets, and just some other various topics.

suddenly i hear the door unlock, looking over at it, but not really caring.

maybe i can get whichever triplet that is to join my live.

chris walks in and i smile in his direction

"hey baby" he says and my expression immediately drops.

i look at him, PALE.

(absolutely terrified to look back at the screen)

"what?" he says, walking closer, i turn my head to the screen, anticipating my death.

i let out a sigh of relief seeing the comments

@ssturniolo BABY???

@strniolo AWWWWWWWW

@lvrsparadise GOODBYE I LOVE THEM.

@ellieswifie this is such a chris and y/n mistake 😭

@lavieenvalentina i'm so happy for them i'll cry

(shoutout to everyone tagged ILY<;3)

as i'm reading the comments, i smile, chris hovering over me reading them too

suddenly he hugs me from behind, squeezing me tight

"chris!" i say laughing

"let me go bro" i whine

"you did not just call me bro" he says, immediately stopping

his death glare makes me laugh

"consider it payback for you calling me baby on live" i say laughing

(him clearly not amused)

"okay fine fine im sorry, guys it's all okay he's not my bro please let me redeem myself" i say joking on the last part

me and chris stay on live for another 30 minutes, answering questions about how we got together and just stuff about our relationship.

"bye guys we love you!!" i say, ending the live

i close out of insta, putting my phone down with an exhausted sigh

"so?" i mumble, anticipating chris's response

"so? so nothing" he say's with a smile and i face palm

"chris! we just told like, the world that we're dating" i laugh

"yeah, and i'm happy about it, like honestly i can't think of a better way it could've happened" he says

we both look at eachother and burst out laughing

"we're a little interesting thats for sure" i say

"i can't believe we tell the world we're dating ON ACCIDENT and then you start calling me bro" chris says, making me laugh harder

"i was nervous! im sorry!" i yell with my hands up in defense

"yeah yeah, it's fine" he says, wrapping his arms around me

"bro" he adds on

"chris i swear to god-"

TAGLIST:

@strniolo @stargirlv0id @annaisabookworm

[jackmanbj]

happy wife, happy life

summary: your pregnancy mood swings are killing jack, he tried everything to get you happy but everything he tried fails.

requested by a lovely anon!💕

jack had just left the house to go get you some food, you wanted to stay home because this baby was kicking your ass.

jadore went with jack to go get your food so she could get some to.

stinka💕-baby what do you want?

you- i told you, canes.

stinka💕- i know baby, what do you want from canes?

you- oh sorry, can i get a 3 piece please?

stinka💕- of course

you put your phone down and started watching me before you.

not even 10 minutes into the the movie, you in tears, but it was to good to turn off.

jack helped jadore into her seat and placed her food down.

he quickly went to go get you so you can eat.

jack opened the door to seen you crying, eyes still glued to the screen, tissue in one hand and remote in the other.

“baby whats wrong??”

jack made his way over to you and wiped your tears off with his thumb.

“nothing..the movie is so sad though jack..” “baby, lets go eat mmh?” “ok..”

jack helped you up and started helping you make your way down the stairs to jadore and your food.

“whats wrong mommy?”

that made you cry even more, just jadore making sure her mommy was ok made you cry.

jadore noticed you starting to cry once again so she hopped out her set as fast as she could and ran over to hug your leg.

you bet down to pick her up.

“mommys ok sweet girl, lets eat eat?”

“yes!”

you brought jadore back to her seat and your both started eating.

“mm jack this is so good, want some?”

jack walked over a took a huge bit of your food and you just looked at him.

“really jack? i dont even want it anymore.” “baby finish your food!” “no! i dont want it anymore.”

you got up and picked up your phone and started walking back upstairs to watch your movie.

a few minutes later jack walked into the room with the word sorry written on his forehead that looked like it was written by a three year old.

because it was.

“read my forehead babe.”

you looked at his forehead and immediately giggled.

“really? i hope thats washable.”

“it is mamas, now do you forgive me?”

“yes baby boy i forgive you.”

jack had the biggest grin on his face as he walked over to you.

he stood on the side of the bed where you were, arms open.

you quickly got up to hug him.

“jack..”

“yes ma”

“i love you.”

“i love you more baby, more then anything in this fucking world.”

jack leaned down to kiss you and you quickly kissed him back.

jack started rubbing on your stomach, bending down to talk to her and kiss her.

jack planted 3 kisses on you before opening his mouth.

“hi baby, mommy and daddy cant wait to meet you, you’re going to be so spoiled by everybody, i love you so much. you have an amazing mom, sister, and uncles.” jack planted a few more kisses over your stomach before looking up to fine you once again crying.

“babe.”

“im sorry! that was just so sweet!”

jack chuckled and pressed play on your movie.

every once in awhile, sad scenes would come up making you cry but jack would always calm you down.

until the movie ended.

you were right expecting the most happiest ending ever.

but it wasn’t, in fact it was the saddest ending you genuinely ever seen.

and you wouldn’t stop crying, lord knows it was just the baby but jack knew it was hormones and the only way for you to stop crying like this would be for you to go to sleep.

“baby how about you go to sleep.”

you shook your head no then got up and went to the bathroom.

“wheres jadore?”

“taking a nap mamas why?” jack got up and made his way to the doorframe of the bathroom.

“nothing, i was just checking.”

you reached for the shower handle losing your balance but jack was quick to catch you.

“unt unt, mamas go lay down, you can shower later fuck that.”

“jack! i wanna shower now!” “no ‘cause you almost bussed your fucking ass, go to the bedroom.”

jack pointed to the room implying for you to go there.

you simply huffed and rolled your eyes.

at this point, you simply wanted to take your shower and relax, but no.

‘just because i was about to fall doesn’t mean im not capable of taking a fucking shower.’

you thought to yourself as jack finally walked into the bedroom to join you on the bed.

“ma.”

you simply looked at him before pulling out your computer.

jack reached over and took the computer out of your lap and closed it, placing it on his side of the bed.

you quickly pulled on his earlobe.

your nails pressing together slightly as jack whined in pain.

“give me my fucking computer jackman thomas.”

“yes ma’am.”

as soon as you let jack go he reached to grab your computer rubbing his ear in pain.

you took a look at jack to realize he was pouting and rubbing his ear.

“aww come here stinka.”

you pulled jack into your chest as he fake cried.

“jack baby im sorry.”

“you almost killed me!”

“dont you think thats a bit dramatic?”

you moved jack curls out the way exposing that huge forehead and kissed forehead before gently placing them back.

“jack your forehead is huge, i hope sarija doesn’t have a forehead like that, i was so happy when jadore didn’t”

“THATS UNNECESSARY! you know what, i hope they dont have your high. since you know, your 5’5 on a good day.”

jack leaned up to whisper in your ear “its never a good day.”

you push his head off your chest while giggling and jack was full out belly laughing.

“are you finally happy ma? youve been crying all day.”

you quickly pouted.

“im kidding babe.”

jack placed a kiss on your lips and you quickly smiled.

“im going take my shower jack.”

“take it in the morning, lets go to sleep.”

“fine.”

you laid down once again slightly agitated, jack reached over to rub your bump and of course you let him but you let out a angry huff

jack realized you were once again upset but decided to let you sleep and not speak on it.

‘im going to have to deal with this the whole rest of this pregnancy’ jack thought as he kissed your cheek rubbing your belly.

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕊𝕙𝕪 𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕣 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ hi there, blade, jing yuan, welt and dan heng with a teen reader thats like nene kusanagi? :)

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Hey hey! And omg yes of course! I love the crossover I get from pjsk and hsr honestly ^^ So hopefully you'll like at least a bit what I wrote!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ platonic

✧ Dan Heng honestly liked your shyness, you were like the only person on the Express who didn't chat that much so he found your presence quite relaxing

✧ but if you fine silences uncomfortable, he won't force moments when you two just sit next to each other silently and relax after long day

✧ bur silence is quickly broke by you playing your games and he realizes he was wrong... you're still not this bad but when your cheering gets louder within every day, it really makes him reconsider his thoughts

✧ it certainly takes him some time but believe me, he can get used and learn how to ignore your cheering, so he's back at finding your presence relaxing

✧ he doesn't mind your sharp tongue at all, in fact he's happy you can stand up for yourself- what do you mean it's only towards people you're comfortable with?!

"Eh... they want vanilla cupcake. What? And with sprinkles... Can't you really say it yourself? You were confident enough to insult someone's whole life in there shooting game of yours."

✧ that certainly surprises him but he realizes that when someone insults you irl, he'll have to be the one to step in...

✧ he doesn't mind your passions but be he's not necessarily interested in trying them out either... he just sort of accepts it like a hobby of any other

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@miya-akane @toyaswif3y - come get your quiet but scary trabilazer!

✧ Welt is definitely trying to be supportive and he doesn't mind your shyness a bit, he finds it adorable and it makes him somehow hopeful you won't cause troubles despite being a teen on express

✧ but once you get comfortable and he hears how emotional you can get during your games? He's on...

✧ you know how parents always say "it's because of your phone"? Yeah it's him... but he just applies that to your mood swings and sharp tongue, and nothing irrelevant like stomach pain!

"Watch tour language. I understand they made you mad but you stiill shouldn't say things like that. How about you take a break? Himeko just made tea."

✧ at some point, he probably tried giving you screen time limit but he can't be too strict... so unless you're troublemaker, you'll get past few additional hours

✧ he finds it curious how your personality switches depending on how comfortable you are, but he figures out why it happens pretty quickly

✧ he'll gladly take you with express on any exploration so you can slowly get more courageful, but if you'll prefer to stay in with PomPom and probably Dan Heng too, he's not gonna force you

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@vodka-glrl - come get your father of the express!

✧ Jing Yuan is pretty interested in your personality and passions if being honest

✧ he didn't mind your shyness and when you started being playfully salty? He saw it as a little gift of seeing your real self after hard work of gaining your trust

✧ he doesn't mind speaking for you, he'll even lens you his ear what you want to say and he'll repeat it

"You know I don't mind you hiding behind me. But I'll have to ask you to not pull my hair, please?"

✧ also, he never takes your remarks too personally, he appreciates the friendly critique and knows that you're just being playful teen

✧ he loves listening about your games, movies and so on! In fact, he even asked you if he could watch or play a bit

✧ he's not great at gaming but with you carrying him, you still rarely loose and both of you have fun because somehow, Jing Yuan finds weirdest buts and easter eggs while wandering around

✧ he knows someone in Xianzhou who may share your passion for games... so he uses that to get you some new friends and hopefully to open up to more people

✧ that's really the only thing he might push you forward to, if you have trouble making friends, he has no problem with helping you find the right people

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@miya-akane - come get your soft general~

✧ at first you were nothing like Silver Wolf to Blade, but after he saw how competitive and honest you can be... he finds so many similiar traits between you two

✧ you mean games made you so salty? What's going on with kids these days...

✧ but in the end, he couldn't care less as long as you worn annoy him

✧ and luckily for him, you're still rather shy so his intense gaze seems enough to make you go away and he'll use that fact

✧ but when you start getting more comfortable around him and Stallaron Hunters... he realizes it's not so easy anymore...

✧ you're not necessarily bothering him but he can hear your insults and remarks on his persona when you talk with Silver

✧ instead of 1 game fanatic who screams, yells and cheers after every victory or death, now he has to deal with 2... great.

"Keep it down you two. Don't forget where you are and what's our mission. Just because we're having a break doesn't mean you should give away our hideout. Because I can promise, I won't save you when enemies come."

✧ he really feels more on neutral end to you tho... you may talk behind his back and cheer and so... but you never tried forcing him into games he didn't like

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@vodka-glrl - come get your cold man!

[cloudcountry]

nrc & random word prompts (part two)

SUMMARY:  Part two of the Random words + NRC students = This

CHARACTERS: All NRC Students.

WARNINGS: None!!

COMMENTS: i think its funny how riddle got both lesson and uniform. its very fitting!! ruggie got both joy & glow and thats just the cutest :(((( love him. i also think its so funny that epel got makeup. the second the random word generator gave me that word i was like :/ "oh dear" LMAO sebek got demonstration the first time and instruction this time...? he's teaching you a lot, huh?

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Heartslabyul

Riddle Rosehearts & Uniform

Someone’s eyes are boring into your back and you can feel it. You wrinkle your nose as you turn your head, prepared to scold whoever is staring at you but the words die in your throat as he places a gentle hand on your shoulder.

“Your tie is crooked.” Riddle said, his face so close as his hands brushed against your uniform, “You need to fix that.”

You stood perfectly still as he tightened the piece of fabric, adjusting it with expert precision. Riddle said nothing as he pulled away, nodding in approval before he turned on his heel and walked away.

You still felt his hands pressing against your collarbones, warm against your covered skin.

Trey Clover & Concentrate

“Concentrate.” he murmured, his chest rumbling against your back.

Your hands were shaking as they frosted the cake with his guidance, his hands cupping yours gently.

“Concentrate, Prefect.” he chuckled, squeezing your hand gently as he guided you along the circular edge of the cake.

You tried to focus on the task at hand, but his presence was too distracting. Resting your head against his chest, you tried to ignore the soothing warmth that surrounded him and the pounding of your heart. Trey pressed a single kiss to your forehead, once again preventing you from concentrating as you allowed his hands to maneuver you as he pleased.

Cater Diamond & Capture

The sound of a camera shutter made you roll your eyes playfully, turning to Cater with an amused grin. His phone was positioned towards you, tilted a bit to the right as he beamed at the screen.

“Gorgeous.” he swooped over and kissed your cheek, pulling back with a loud “muah.”

“Hey! Come here, pretty boy. You can’t pull a fast one on me like that.” you protested, watching as Cater admired his phone screen.

“Aww, but you’re so nice to look at!” he cooed, looking up just in time for you to cup his face.

Cater flushed at the gentle contact but kept an easy smile on his face, staring into your eyes. You said nothing as you kissed his cheek, trying to pour as much love and affection as you could into the touch.

Deuce Spade & Indirect

“I’m so thirsty, I really shouldn’t have forgotten my water back at the dorm-” Deuce sighed, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

“You can have some of mine.” you passed him your water bottle, wrapping a white towel over his shoulders, “Your time has improved from your last run. It seems like your uniform finally fits right.”

Deuce stared at your water bottle as if it was a venomous snake, eyes wide and unsure.

“Prefect, are you sure?” he asked, hands clutching the ends of the towel.

“Huh? About the uniform?” you met his gaze, following it to your outstretched hand with your water bottle, “Oh, yeah! It’s not a problem. Go ahead.”

He took it from you, trying to calm his nerves as he pressed the mouth of the bottle to his lips and drank.

An indirect kiss was all it took to have him daydreaming the rest of his run.

Ace Trappola & Disappointment

It was supposed to be just the two of you. It was supposed to be you and him, hanging out and stargazing, because you’d mentioned how much you loved the night sky and he wanted to prove that he paid attention to you.

Just the two of you! Grim was not supposed to be here!

Ace sighed as the cat monster held up all of your attention, making you feed him pudding from a cup as you rubbed his belly. Maybe it was his fault for telling you it was fine to bring Grim along, but he panicked because he was nervous and didn’t know what to say when you showed up with someone else in tow.

Oh well, he turned his gaze towards the night sky, a soft expression on his face, He’d confess how he felt next time.

Savanaclaw

Leona Kingscholar & Willpower

Being patient and stepping back was never really your thing. Day in and day out, you had to deal with the knowledge that he was waiting for you to make the first move. It was like he was mocking you, waiting to see how long it would take until you broke. You had no intention of doing so, not when your pride was on the line.

No, you were going to make the stuck up prince who only cared about himself break.

Day in and day out, the same thing. Stolen glances across the room accompanied by lazy smirks and playful glares. As much as it flattered you to know that you caught his interest right back, you wouldn’t allow that to stop you from completing your mission.

You would wait for him. And when he finally breaks, you’d be able to brag to everyone that you knew that yes, you two were finally together, and did they know who broke first?

Ruggie Bucchi & Joy

Even the bright lights of the carnival couldn’t outshine the smile Ruggie had on his face.

Cotton candy in one hand and two funnel cakes in the other, he dragged you through the booths, winning game after game for you. You weren’t sure how he managed to win so many, as it was common knowledge that they were all rigged, but every time you asked him he’d laugh and avoid the question.

It occurred to you that the whole reason you were here was because Ruggie knew you’d been having a rough week and wanted to lift your spirits a bit, and he’d definitely surpassed even his own expectations. Right now, in Twisted Wonderland, with one of the best people you’d ever known, you couldn’t be happier.

Jack Howl & Judgement

“I’m not intimidating.” he deadpanned, staring at the student across from him dubiously.

“But you are! I bet the Prefect was scared of you too at first! You’re cold and unapproachable.” the student shuddered as Jack’s confused gaze turned into annoyance.

“No they weren't.” he huffed, irked at the thought of you thinking he was anything but safe.

“No I didn’t.”

Both boys nearly jumped out of their skin (although Jack didn’t show it) as your voice came from behind him, staring at the other student curiously.

“Why would you think that?” you asked, “Jack was never cold to me.”

Jack can’t agree with you there, he remembers your first meeting being very cold, but he’s happy you didn’t see him that way now.

“Don’t judge him for me.” you hummed, “Jack is a very warm and safe person!”

He needs some way to stop his tail from wagging whenever you say things like that.

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto & Price

“I want to go out with you.” 

What!?

Azul’s business facade immediately shattered, leaving a fumbling flustered mess in his wake. His eyes wide behind his wiry frames, he looked at you like you’d grown a second head.

“I- Prefect, you what?”

“Whaaat? Did you mishear me or something? I said I wanted to go out with you! Can you grant my wish?” you asked.

You were so sure of what you wanted and it showed in your expression, your body language, and oh Great Sea Witch Azul didn’t know how he was supposed to handle this.

“Did…Did Jade and Floyd put you up to this?” he inquired, trying to find any reason why you would request to meet with him to ask him something so outrageous.

“No. I like you.” you said, “What’s the price?”

“I-! I haven’t accepted your terms yet!” he couldn’t help the pitchy squeaks escaping his mouth, face aflame at the confession that you made so casually.

“Oh. Well, do I have to change anything? Do you want to go out on a specific day, or at a certain time, or right now?”

“Right now?!”

Jade Leech & Horizon

The tent rustled in the wind, breaking the sleepy haze cast over you and your companion.

“Morning.” you breathed, head flopping to your left.

Jade seemed to have been awake for a while, his gaze fixed on you with a soft smile.

“Good morning, Prefect.” he reached over and patted your head, “Are you ready to go back to Night Raven?”

“Jaaade, I just woke uuuup. Can’t you wait a few minutes?” you threw your arm over your eyes dramatically.

He laughed beside you, leaning over to press a kiss to your forehead.

“I’ll prepare a quick breakfast then. You sleep as long as you like, dear.” he hummed, getting up to leave the tent. 

“Waaait.” you sat up, rubbing your eyes, “Wait for me. I wanna watch the sunrise with you.”

Jade’s heart squeezed as he laughed again, grabbing your hand and tugging you outside.

“Then come. The morning awaits.”

Floyd Leech & Destruction

You could only stare at the mess in your kitchen, eyes scanning over the batter and flour sugar and maple syrup on the ceiling, walls, floors, counters…

And in the center of it, a pouting Floyd.

“What did you do?” you asked, stepping into the room cautiously.

“I was trying to make you cupcakes!” Floyd huffed, crossing his arms even tighter over his chest, “I wanted to see how excited you would get. I thought it’d be fun be then I got bored and left the mixer unattended and then-”

“Floyd…” you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose in between your fingers, “I appreciate the gesture, but next time please tell me when you’re planning on making something.”

He perked up immediately, throwing his arms around your legs.

“Ooooh, Shrimpy! Your annoyed face is really funny too. Let’s bake sometime!” he giggled.

“Yes, let’s. For now we should clean up the kitchen. I’ll give you a kiss if you help.”

“Just one?!”

“Fine, as many as you want.”

Scarabia

Kalim Al-Asim & Absolute

The sunlight streamed through the windows as you slowly untangled the sheets from your legs. Kalim was still dead asleep next to you, his face pressed against your shoulder. Blinking away the sleep from your eyes, you felt your heart seize at the sight in front of you. He was so pretty when he was calm, arms loosely wrapped around you as he snuggled closer in his sleep. Peaceful moments at NRC were few and far between, but at this moment you felt the safest you ever had. It was absolutely calm, something you hadn’t had in months, and when absolute love accompanied it, it made this moment almost unbearable. Trying to avoid crying so early in the morning, you tore your gaze away and stared at the ceiling.

If there was any reason to stay in Twisted Wonderland, it would be seeing Kalim every morning, waking up next to him, and kissing the sleep away from his eyes.

“Mmm…sunshine?” his eyes cracked open, a smile slowly spreading across his face as he registered your presence, “You’re so warm.”

“Kalim.” you choked out as he snuggled closer, resting his head over your heart, “You’re going to make me cry if you keep this up.”

“What? No no no, don’t cry.” he mumbled, clearly half asleep as his hands brushed over your face and his thumbs wiped up imaginary tears, “What’s wrong?”

“You’re so cute. I love you so much. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to sleep alone ever again.” you wrapped your arms around him and pulled him into you, holding him tightly.

“Don’t scare me like that!” he yawned, eyes fluttering shut again, “I just want you to be happy. If you cuddle with me every night I don’t think that’s a bad thing.”

“It’s not, but…Kalim, you didn’t say it back.” you pouted.

“Oh…! I love you too! So so much.” he pressed a kiss to your shoulder, smiling serenely.

Jamil Viper & Sweet

Jamil couldn’t believe his eyes.

“Prefect? What are you doing here?” he asked, looking from you to the basket of sweets in your hand.

“I wanted to do something for you. Since you work so hard all the time.” you held out the basket to him, “I made them all myself, I hope you like them.”

“...You what?” he blinked, leaving the basket dangling on your outstretched fingers.

Why were you doing this? What did you stand to gain from it? Were you trying to get closer to Kalim? He narrowed his eyes, eventually deciding that no, you wouldn’t do such a thing. You were selfless and often concerned for people you didn’t even know that well. It was part of the reason you got so involved in the Overblots that had been happening.

Jamil took the basket from you, peaking at the contents. There seemed to be a great variety of baked goods, and they certainly looked homemade. Perhaps you’d picked up a few tricks from the Heartslabyul Vice Housewarden?

“You can share it with other people if you want, but I made it for you. Only you.” you seemed to look right through him, understanding exactly what he thought of this surprise gift, “Take care of yourself, Jamil.”

The basket felt out of place in his hands as he watched you leave, without saying hello to Kalim, he noted. He’d unpack what had just occurred later, when he could comprehend your sudden kindness. Jamil set the basket down on the kitchen counter and got back to work, preparing dessert for the party Kalim had thrown, once again on short notice. Your basket lingered in the back of his mind, and he knew that nothing he made would satisfy him the way your food would.

Pomfiore

Vil Schoenheit & Brag

Vil was never one to get embarrassed.

You were the only person that made him feel something close to it.

You had the same adoration as Rook in your eyes when you looked at him, except yours was far more soft and sweet. Your eyes never scrutinized, picking out every pound of fat on his body like Rook did. Instead, you cherished him regardless of whether or not he put a pound on last week or lost one. It was flattering, how you followed him around and listened so intently when he talked, bringing him healthy snacks when you saw him running past Ramshackle and a water bottle that felt far too important to be plastic.

Vil could take care of himself, and you knew that. You just liked taking care of him too.

He didn’t like to brag, but receiving special treatment from you that not even your Heartslabyul friends received made him very grateful.

Rook Hunt & Listen

You were all too familiar with Rook’s inability to listen to other people’s boundaries. The poor Savanaclaw students could attest to that, and unfortunately, you could as well.

As a student from a foreign realm, you had no choice but to deal with the attention that brought. You’d given up on your “quiet school life” a long time ago.

It got to the point where you became so used to the strange student’s presence that you started listening to him.

He talked about Vil a lot, and you just as much. It was offputting how much he seemed to notice about you, like studying your diet and estimating your height in freakishly accurate ways. You had to tell him to stop a few times when he got too invasive, and you were surprised when he listened.

Granted, it didn’t stop his admiration for the weird student from another world, but you were starting to understand him better.

Epel Felmier & Makeup

This was a weird way to be reliable.

Epel couldn’t deny the fact that he was familiar with makeup, no matter how much he didn’t like it. Vil had drilled the basics into him the second he’d been sorted into Pomfiore, but maybe everything did happen for a reason.

Because you needed help with your makeup, and Epel was finally useful to you in a way that Ace or Deuce couldn’t be.

His brow furrowed as he dusted your face with blush, his own blush growing. Why did makeup involve being so close to someone?!

It wasn’t fair that you were so nice looking and that you’d called him over when Vil could have done better and Rook was definitely available-

Breathing deeply, he focused on the brush again.

He needed to make this perfect for you.

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud & Courtesy

All of that effort trying to avoid the notorious school extroverts, wasted. India had found himself cornered by the one and only Kalim once again, with invites to various parties being shouted in his ears.

He just wanted to go back to his dorm! Why was that so complicated!

But it’s like he could say no, that was rude and he didn’t want to end the conversation with a promise to go to a different party, because they just weren’t his thing and he wished people understood that.

“There you are!” a familiar voice called, and Idia couldn’t help the way his head shot up to face you.

You were smiling as you approached him and Kalim, looking like a savior in your ill fitted NRC uniform.

“Come on, our train is leaving soon!” you said, eyes darting from him to Kalim, “Unless…are you doing something different this afternoon?”

“Oh, do you have plans with the Prefect?” Kalim asked, letting go of his hand, “You could have just said so! I hope you two have fun!”

Without waiting for another word, Kalim rushed down the hallway, leaving you two alone.

“Thank you.” Idia said through his tablet.

“No need.” you waved him off and continued on your way, leaving him blessedly alone.

Ortho Shroud & Tiptoe

“We have to be quiet!” Ortho hummed, bouncing on the spot from how excited he was, “Big brother is going to love this, just you watch..”

“I believe you. You put so much thought into this, I’m flattered you wanted me to execute it.” you smiled, holding the various gift bags in your arms.

“It’s his birthday! He wanted to spend it alone, but I know he likes you a bunch! He’ll thank me for this later.” Ortho fist pumped.

Before you could process his words, Ortho quietly levitated towards his brother’s dorm room and motioned for you to follow him. As quietly as possible, you reached the door and knocked on it. Before Idia had a chance to answer, you flung it open with a smile.

“Happy birthday!” you and Ortho yelled, causing a confused Idia to almost throw his controller at you two.

Oh, how you loved these two.

Diasomnia

Malleus Draconia & Mood

It was common knowledge that the prince of Briar Valley had a soft spot for you.

His morning mood was usually affected by whether he got a hug from you outside of his class or not. One day you were running late, and NRC experienced such a gruesome thunderstorm that people were instructed to stay inside.

Nobody should have that much control over someone’s mood, and yet everyone could tell just how much he cared for you. It made some students swoon and others pretend to puke, but at the end of the day it was just you and Malleus in your own world, slowly dancing on the front lawn of Ramshackle and holding hands while watching the stars.

There, in your arms, he was happy.

Lilia Vanrouge & Proclaim

Everything seemed to be dramatic when he was around.  Unfortunately, this time, his dramatic tendencies weren’t funny.

Kneeling at your feet, Lilia concentrated on cleaning the blood from your arm. He said nothing as he wrapped the flesh in bandages, and you were thankful for the brief silence because the display of power from him before had shocked you. It’s not that you didn’t know he was strong, you just weren’t expecting him to jump from the ceiling and obliterate the students that had decided to beat you up.

“I will always be there.” he mumbled, meeting your gaze seriously, “I’ll be there quicker next time. I’ll teach you how to defend yourself. I promise.”

You swallowed thickly and nodded.

“Thank you.” he face softened, “Thank you for letting me protect you.”

Sebek Zigvolt & Instruction

“HUMAN! Are you listening?” Sebek yelled, slamming his hand on the table you were seated at.

“Huh? Oh, yeah. Totally!” you yawned, eyelashes fluttering, “I’ve totally got it. What were you saying?”

He huffed, face turning red at your distracted state. He should feel frustrated, so why was this making him flustered? You should be the one embarrassed!

“HUMAN!” Have you been getting enough sleep?  He furrowed his brow as you yawned again, “It doesn’t seem like you have!”

“Oh, uh. Definitely not. I’ve been doing the chores that Crowley assigned. You know, janitorial duties or whatever?” you finally met his gaze, pretty eyes staring up at him as he tried to keep himself composed.

“Sleep then! I’ll tutor you later!” he huffed, glaring at the floor with red cheeks.

“Mmmkay. Goodnight.” you mumbled, slouching over on the table.

He huffed, throwing his jacket over you. He’d stand watch while you rested, just in case.

Silver & Delay

The day’s classes had finally concluded. With the weekend starting tomorrow, you and your classmates were finally free.

You were spending your time productively right now, leaning against a tree as Silver slept on your lap. He really was beautiful, hair fanning around his head like a halo as his chest rose and fell. You wouldn’t dare compare his angelic sleeping state to yours…you shuddered at the thought. There was no way anyone slept as pretty as him.

Sure, you’d be a little late getting to Ramshackle and maybe Ace and Deuce would be there worrying about your whereabouts when you were supposed to have shown up for their weekly movie night, but this was more important!

It didn’t take long for Sebek to come crashing through the bushes, mouth open to yell at you for taking away Silver, but you shushed him angrily.

“He’s sleeping! Don’t you dare ruin this for me!” you huffed.

“I will never understand why Silver has chosen to court you of all people.” he grumbled, narrowing his eyes at you.

You just stuck your tongue out at him.

[otomes-and-tears]

CAN I REQUEST A JB X SHILOH FIC WHERE SHILOH AND JB ARE DATING, SHILOH IS DATING JB PURELY FOR HIS OWN BENEFIT BUT THEN OVER TIME HE SLOWLY STARTS TO FALL FOR HER. ONE DAY HE SMILES AFTER TEXTING WITH JB AND FEELS SAD THAT THEY STOPPED. THATS WHEN HE GOES : “Oh” “Oh shit.” CAN I GET A FIC OF THAT REALIZATION it’s okay if u don’t want to tho it’s fine i’m just insane brbrrbrjrj

♦ The games we play (The lies we live) ♦

► tags/warnings: -

► summary: Sometimes the quietest realisations are the most horrifying.

► words: 1598

► a/n: THANK YOU FOR THE SHILOH REQUEST i freaked out so much when I got it!! He's my favorite boy ever and It's so nice to get to write him! I LOVE THAT LITTLE SPOTTED SNAKE! Ok so, for context, there's a little interaction you can get with Missy and Alicia where they're discussing their plans for the weekend and JB (who's dating shiloh) mentions she isn't going to spend time with him because she likes to keep him on his toes, just so he doesn't slack off in sucking up to her because they're dating. This fic is basically what's happening to him when she's ignoring him

► Masterlist

> I’m telling you shya!!!

> lynn totally saw me  > he just pretended not to and passed right by me :/ > didn’t even say hi > do you think that if I act upset enough he’ll make an extra meeting to apologise?”

The text messages poured in, Shiloh’s phone lighting up in accordance to the frantic rhythm of JB’s thoughts, reflecting her annoyance with nurse Lynn’s behaviour. Her contact was pulled up so Shiloh could see them right as they were received. There’s a little red number in the corner of the screen, right next to the arrow that collapses the chat and allows him to see his other conversations.

A tiny emblem of his neglect for the other thirty or so conversations he hadn’t bothered to answer just yet. They didn’t matter right now, anyway.

JB, his current target, did.

…For now, at least.

A year, two weeks and two days.

It’s how long they had been exclusively dating. Shiloh knew the exact count off the top of his head. It wasn’t romanticism that kept the date firmly stuck within his memory, but a downright obsession, a careful reminder of the parameters of the game they both played, but JB excelled at.

She had whisked him away for a ride on the tunnel of love for their anniversary just two days ago, the echoes of her laughter bouncing off the dim lights of a ride he had visited far too many times before. Wherever she led, he followed obediently, content to allow her to set the rules for the evening, curious to see what she’d do next, what boundaries she’d push. What information she'd try to learn.

And it had been… interesting.

JB was not exactly like the others he’d been with. He tried to picture them in his mind— but their names and faces blurred together. An amalgam of broken hearts he discarded once they’d outgrown their purpose.

He always knew that Jb was different. 

The girls before her had been easier, for one. Soft, pliant things who clung to his well-rehearsed charm like moths to a flame. 

They were swayed by his charms and easy flattery, enchanted by his willingness to remember important dates and the little moments he fabricated to make himself appear just vulnerable enough to fool them into believing there was more to his inner world than what he showed, plainly, to the rest of the world. 

Jb was not the first girl by far to believe she saw through him, but she was likely the very first to be motivated by a desire to make him worse rather than better. No disappointed sighs and gentle kisses and soft assurances that they’d open up his heart to love, that they’d love him just as much if he started being his genuine self. That he would never have to be afraid of rejection just as long as he held them in his arms. 

JB was easy to read and made her desires clear with every word that left her smiling lips. 

She took everything he gave her eagerly. Lies and truths alike,uncaring of which is which , just as long as he kept himself useful, as he stayed interesting enough to sate her boredom. She kept him on his toes, and allowed him to perfect his tactics, delighted in every time she was able to call him the snake that he was.

It was… Fun, surprisingly. More fun than he ever had with any of his previous… Girlfriends? Conquests? 

Of course. If he accused Jb of dating him for unpure reasons, he could likely point the finger at himself, too. She had been his target for a simple reason: JB, the only girl in the stupid after-school group he had been forced to join, had become the quiet object of everyone’s attention

It had been a powerplay. She was attractive enough, funny enough, and being with her meant that, for however long Shiloh kept Jb’s interest, all those guys he hated didn’t get what they wanted. They’d have to live with the fact that Shiloh of all people robbed them of their prize.

And well, no one could never accuse him of not being petty.

That’s how things started, of course. But Shiloh isn’t exactly sure that this is where things stand now. Being with JB has been practical— useful to his image, a silly ploy for revenge, but every time she dragged him out for a date and smiled just a little wider when she managed to make him struggle for an answer, he found himself hoping that whatever he did to make her like him would keep her interest for a little while longer.

It was easy to rationalise it, at first. He needed her to like him for as long as possible in order for his ploy to be effective. He needed to be the one to put a stop to their relationship once it had outgrown its use. He had considered it once or twice already—  but he never went through with it, always convincing himself to hold out for just a little longer.

But a year had passed.

A full year had passed and Jb was still listed as “girlfriend” on his contact list.

And he didn’t know why.

He stared at her latest text, his thumb hovering over the keyboard. Finally, he typed:

> I don’t think our groupmates would like that very much D';

Not a minute later he receives her indignant texts in response. 

And Shiloh laughed.

A real laugh, unbidden and quiet, slipping past the cracks in his carefully constructed facade.

—

She doesn’t answer her texts the next day.

Shiloh didn’t think much of it at first.

JB was mercurial by nature, her moods shifting with the same careless speed as her insults. If she stopped texting for a day, he chalked it up to one of her whims. Maybe she was busy with her endless stream of other amusements— gossiping with Missy, spending time with Alicia or oh so carefully balancing her social engagements to make sure she was well-liked by the several cliques at their school

It wasn’t unusual.

By the second day, Shiloh’s phone felt a little heavier in his pocket.

He checked it compulsively, convincing himself he wasn’t worried. This wasn’t the first time JB had gone radio silent. Of course, it was one of her games. It had to be. 

One specifically designed to pull him taut so she could watch him squirm. 

She always got a kick out of that.

Still, he found himself typing out messages and deleting them before they could take form. What could he even say? Shiloh was well aware that she would love to see him crawling, pathetically begging her for any scraps of attention she’d be so magnanimous as to offer him, but she didn’t always enjoy predictability. What if she wanted something new? What if his usual humiliation wasn’t enough?

By the third day, the silence wasn’t just noticeable. It was deafening.

When Shiloh saw her in the corridors, talking to Everett of all people, she breezed past him without so much as a second glance. Her perfect composure gave nothing away: not a flicker of irritation or even triumph. If this was punishment, she didn’t need to gloat. JB had already won.

For the first time, Shiloh didn’t know how to play her.

And it was strange.

That night, he paced his room restlessly, until his roommate got so annoyed he left for the common room. Shiloh’s phone sat innocently on the nightstand, like it wasn’t a symbol of his torment, glowing softly with her name pulled up on his contact list.

She hadn’t blocked him—he knew because he’d sent a casual, nonchalant “Hey” an hour earlier, and the little “seen” indicator had appeared beneath it, making her silence even more revealing.

He could’ve called her. And he should, maybe. Perhaps that was the desperate measure she had been looking for, but he had the feeling she would’ve rejected it without a second thought.

So instead, he threw himself onto his bed, hat falling to the floor. Shiloh glares at the ceiling as the realisation crept in:

It started as a whisper, a nagging doubt he tried to smother with arrogance and logic. She was just another game, another conquest, like the amalgam of names and faces that came before her. She liked him because he was a liar and a snake, because he was interesting, and he stuck around her because she was useful. That’s all it was.

But the longer he sat in her absence, the louder the whisper became.

He thought about the way her laugh could slice through his defences like a razor. The way she could look at him with that curious glint in her eyes, like she could read every rotten thing written in his soul and didn’t care about how deep the cracks went. 

The way she made him feel… seen, even when he wasn’t sure he liked it. 

She never fell for the ideal of who he could be.

“Oh,” 

He murmured aloud, his voice a hollow echo in the quiet room, grey eyes widening in realization. When

And then, softer, more horrified, as the truth settled in his chest like a lead weight. He barely even hears the sound of his phone pinging, notifying him that Jb had finally answered his text, through the thudding of his heart.

“Oh.”

For once, in many years, Shiloh Fields had no plan. 

No angle. 

No convenient excuse to bury this unfamiliar ache that bloomed whenever JB crossed his mind. 

He was screwed.

[wowifinallywatched]

Wow I Finally Watched Don't Worry Darling

This movie was...satisfying.

You begin watching this perfect life. Perfect Marriage, Perfect Social life, Perfect House, Perfect Job. 

But it all seems a little too perfect.

Then suddenly, There will be a small shift in this perfect world. Something will change, There will be a speck of hesitation, An Egg with no yolk and you'll notice it instantly because all you’ve been given so far is perfection. 

Then it hooks you in.

This world is too perfect, So whats the catch? That's what the world has taught us, When things are too good to be true, They are. Right?

From there, Oh Boy you're in for a ride.

This movie shocked me, It surprised me, But most of all - A favourite of mine, It made me gasp so many times unexpectedly. 

By the end of it, In the last 30 minutes specifically, My phone was lost to my room, The outside world had completely fallen away and I was hunched over inches from my screen, Hands covering my mouth to stifle my gasps at 1am while we finally got the ultimate satisfaction of finding out the secret behind perfection.

If you want a movie thats going to take you in one direction, then suddenly jerk you in another, Then suddenly spin you 360 degree so much so you dont remember where perfection begins and reality ends. Because you're not given the answers and watching these characters squirm, You're discovering everything at the exact same time as Alice. 

You feel like you're living your best life with her. You feel like you're going crazy with her. You feel like you're escaping with her. You feel like you can't breathe as you're getting squished by the glass suffocating you into silence, Until suddenly "reality" sets in, making you wonder what's truly real at all.

If only we all knew what "real" truly meant.

Also i just have to note that the final song when Alice is driving away is PERFECTION! The best choice ever.

***SPOILERS AHEAD***

That ending. 

It went from a world run by men (Except for one poor, gorgeous soul) thinking they could control the world, But they underestimate the power of women. Whether in a collective or one on their own, Never underestimate the power of a woman.

That one final strike of the Shelley, Who was truly in charge, That made me gasp the loudest out of the whole movie. 

And even though it may not have been me weilding that blade, It made me feel powerful.

Never settle for contempt. Never settle for just fine. Never settle for anything but the life you deserve to live and the life you want to live. Whether thats a quiet life, A Travelling life, A family life, A single life, A life working your ass off and dancing all the worries away.

Never let anyone make that decision for you.

To suddenly find out that the man we've learnt to trust, learnt to love, learnt to admire has forced us into this perfect box? And the fact hes not the only man or woman that's done this. 

It's one thing to choose that life for yourself, It's another to do something out of Love and wanting the best for your relationship, But there is never an excuse to take away someones free will.

But when we found out this world isnt even REAL?! It's all in their melded HEAD?! 

When Bunny said "When you Kill someone in here, They die in real life." I could not think straight for a solid few minutes realising what that meant.

Absolutely mindfucked.

Then the ending is finally here, You feel like you're escaping this world with Alice and seeing her real future, You're on the edge of your seat awaiting to see the other side of those heavy breaths. 

But we never get to see. 

While this movie is satisfying, It doesn’t give you that final satisfaction that tips you over the edge of your choice of seat all together. But there's something special when a movie, The right movie, does that. 

Did Alice wake up in bed with her, now dead, husband beside her? Were they even married in real life? What sustanence do their bodies truly gain while away? Is what the men do everyday leave that digital world, Keep things running in the real world, then come back "home"? Did Alice go to prison for her crimes? Or did she stand in her kitchen alone once more, Freedom in her heart, Mind and soul as she moves her body along to the music without a care in the world.

What happened with all those living in that world without the will to do so? Did Shelley start a revolution? What were the consequences of this uproar in the real world? Did this digital world collapse or did those that wanted to stay, stayed and those that wanted to escape, Go?

Questions can be asked forever, But I love that everyone can interpret this ending how they want. 

Or I may have missed the point of the ending all together, Who knows! That's the incredible things about Film, Everyone has a different way of watching, experiencing and enjoying a film.

I knew this movie was going to be a psychological joyride, But I truly didnt expect such a turn of events as this.

I would love to watch this again now knowing what happens, Because I can just imagine there's so many more details that I missed.

[sleepy-truper]

"Sorry I'm a bit awkward (◞‸◟ㆀ) but like I need to ask you something"

"Before that tho I just need to say I was scrolling through the köing tag and found you and like GOD DAMN your art is edible!!!! Like you draw köing so pretty!??!!?(koing + cat is just adorable) And so I wonder if I could ask like, how did you learn to draw? Maybe where, when, even why(I hope it doesn't come off as offensive Im just curious ^^') and if you don't mind like advice or yk a tips and tricks type of stuff. Idk man like the thing that I love the most is probably the line weight like it's so good?? There's a lot of other stuff but I ain't gonna ramble (this person spent too much time watching art videos instead of actually drawing) Alr thats about it!

Uh idk how to end this off so like if you respond to this then ty ^^ it's fine too if you don't!!"

(im scared to mess it up, it's my first submission and I don't know how to reply SOS)

When I read it my face was all like 🥺 it's so sweet! I'm so happy you like my artwork so much. 😊 (finally logged on my phone and can use emojis, how fun is this?)

As for your question when, how and why I started ro draw, I begun my hobby when I was very little, carefully drawing Disney Princesses from my crayon box :)! I've been drawing for about 14 years (as long as I can remember) and why, I guess it soothes me? The idea of being creative and making my fantasies come true on the paper/screen is so great.

My advice for you (as requested) is to keep going no matter what! Practice is the only way you can improve, be it with or without tutorials. The way I see it, you can't go back in art. Once you develop a skill and you keep on polishing it, you'll achieve what you've always dreamed of.

Small tips and tricks from me? Put on a fun playlist, find a brush that suits you best and try drawing on one layer, slowly erasing unnecessary, messy lines and adding smoother ones. Keep playing with values by adding shadows and texture (random lines on clothing, for example) and in general, have fun!❤️

Once again thank you for such kind words, it made my day sweetheart🥺

[giuliano-fan-account]

happy pride mont

Well I guess I could share some drawings since usually I just dogpile everything I want to say into 1 post and don’t necessarily have room for the art which is sad.

So I decided for pride month I’ll just dogpile some of my art that I haven’t shown here relating to my favorites from hxh kind of being like those 60 color packs of crayons.

I draw kind of like a crazy guy and I have a fair bit of art so I’ll make a cut off line to not clog...

Btw so I dont jumpscare you the art is of Izunavi and Giuliano, Shalnark and Chrollo, & Muherr and hehe a not canon character (In that order)

Hehe i just have some portraits of Izu for fun here not necessarily ship or anything related but I just wanted to share them Since I made them a while ago and he looks very nice:

Ok but it gets a little gay here so urm: Happy pride moth:

I made this one because I wanted them to have a happy life that I knew they could never have!!!!!!

I made this one because THEY BOTH LOOKED SO GOOFY IN THAT ONE PANEL THAT I HAD TO REMAKE IT I COULDNT DO IT

just a funny little drawing for fun that I stayed up a little too late making 1 time because these guys just kind of carry me away..

On valentines day I was having a rlly bad time a really bad day and everything and then I made these guys and everything was better 

MS PAINT BRO

I made this one in ms paint and it makes me so happy man... I have it as my background screen on my computer rn i didn’t intend for this drawing to bang so hard but also I kind of drew it intending for it to be like the only house that’s not on fire yet because that’s a song that’s perfect for these guys hear me out

I made that one at like 2 am and yes it was to this song and to me it is objectively about these guys

I guess it could be a projection bc i just wanted to squeeze that guy bc hes just so funny and silly and I love these guys and giuliano is just like me for real so it’s fine 

I care about them a lot man I even made an article on the shipping wiki for them because I uhhh I uh help I urm

I have... another one that I ALSO made an article for... and it brings me extreme distress as well as extreme joy

we have our 2nd place to Shalkuro :100:

I have a lot of art for it I’ll make a post for it one day I swear and it will be insane in length because I really need help man ... If izugiuli is my comfort ship this is the REASON why I need comfort

proceeds to show harmless nice little drawings:

I saw that trend everywhere so this is a rlly recent drawing but I made them with the barbie and ken because I... well come on... its literally perfect okay

gooberish little drawing because i was bored

THIS WAS A REDRAW OF A GOOFY GARTIC PHONE DRAWING MY FRIEND MADE SO THATS WHY IT LOOKS KIND OF STRANGE I tried my best to replicate the essence

shalkuro as teens ig comfort (I relentlessly got called gay for this one Stop jules bullying 2023) 

Im a little crazy so maybe I did make another omori hxh au and a lot of it is Shalnark in the au or Shalnark and Chrollo

Redraw of the sticker because hehe

THIS IS BASED OFF OF AN UNFINISHED FIC I HAVE thats not necessarily ship related but also is but also you can interpret it any way you want and imo it’s so cute

I’ll finish it one day.

Another ms paint art but it’s inspired off of bad apple for actually no reason other than that I think it would look cool and I went through 5 stages of hell trying to draw this but I made it out fine

God I want to talk so much about Shalkuro since Shalnark is ALSO just like me for real and I actually haven’t before on this account and it’s kind of my soundboard for talking abt whatever relating to hxh but I really think I should save it for a post of it’s own..

Anyways onto the next one its a little funny thing

I shipped my self insert with Muherr as a joke ok but now its kinda funny and I like it and I actually rlly like these drawings i made for it

dont ask why he looks drunk its a long story

I had to make this it was honestly too funny for me not too and I love it so much EXCEPT for the fact that I realized that my self insert looks so much like pariston in here

Im supposed to have dark hair but I just didnt feel like coloring it in there bc the lineart looked good enough to me

but yeah muherr x jules otp forever /j

hapy pride month whoever or whatever you are whether your gay or not!!!!

dont forget to have fun and be a kind neighborly person like me 

[fduplegacy]

The final drive to his mother's house was silent. Which wasn't unusal for either of them.

But the lack of music, the windows up and the ac low... the air was thick with tension and none of them dare cut it.

Audrey kept breathing deep and even, while Adam picked at his nails as he gripped the steering wheel hard enough to make his knuckles turn white.

Miraculosuly, they had managed to stomach a small breakfast at the diner by the motel. A minute victory in face of the stress that consumed them.

His mother had woken them up at 6:00am sharp... with a facecall. He stumbled to hide himself in the bathroom lest she saw Audrey placidly hugging his chest as she slept. The yelp she made as he let her fall into the mattress when rushing to answer the call made his gut pang with guilt.

"Morning, mom" he mumbled as he rubbed his eyes, he could see his mother moving around on the screen, as if trying to see past him to try and catch him sinning.

"Did I wake you up? Where's the girl? Is she in the room with you?" She asked, first calmly, then accusingly.

"No, mom. We got separate rooms. And I woke up a couple minutes ago, I was just washing my hands, and I still haven't gone for coffee so I'm grogy." He lied. He heard Audrey shuffling quietly to get out of bed, he knew she was making noise to let him know she was moving, as she normally was imperceptible with her movements.

"Mhm... show me the room then. And I swear Adam that if you're lying to your mother..." she threatened with a sneer.

"Fine! Fine... geez, good morning to you too," he jiggled the door handle and went out of the bathroom, and made a show of slowly filming around, showing every inch of the room.

"May I remind you anyway that I'm a grown-butt adult? This is invasive and paranoid..." he complained to her, she ignored him and watched every nook and cranny of the room. She had even pulled out her glasses to try and catch Audrey hiding around.

Much to his surprise, Audrey was nowhere to be found. Even when checking under the bed and inside the closet per his mother's request... it was as if she had never been there in the first place. Hell, not even her bag was in the room anymore. Yet he hadn't heard her opening the door. So where the hell had she gone?

"Alright, alright..." sighed his mother when she realized Adam was truly alone in the room. "I guess an apology is due," yet she didn't apologize.

"It's fine. I have never shown you anyone before, it's normal to be anxious." Yet it didn't justify her attitude. He bit that comment back.

"I just don't want you dating a whore, thats all. You're worth so much more than a girl like that..." she sighed sadly.

"One, you don't even know her yet. Two: don't you call her that ever again. She's worth more than my weight in gold." He almost barked at her, already tired of her respective comments.

"I didn't say she was one!" She defended almost in a panic. "Just that you shouldn't date someone who was like that..."

"We both know what you meant." He growled at her. A combination of his soured mood and grogy morning voice.

"... don't arrive too late, please. The food I made will get burnt if I reheat it more than once." Was all she could say before hanging up. Adam was finding it increasingly annoying and worrisome that she no longer said 'goodbye' or 'love you' before hanging up. She hadn't done so since finding out about Audrey. He sighed deeply, rubbing at his temples after throwing his phone on the bed.

"What a delightful woman," Audrey said sarcastically from behind Adam. He jumped when he heard her speaking so close to him. Her messy hair tickled his nose as the stubborn cowlick at the top of her head passed him by.

"Where the hell did you spawn from?" He asked in a baffled tone. He hadn't even felt her presence. His heart shook along with his hands as the surprise from her appearing out of thin air rushed through him along with the stress of speaking to his mother so early in the morning.

"I was behind you the entire time." She responded nonchalantly, dropping her bag from her shoulders onto the ground as she crawled back to the bed.

He saw her shudder under the covers as her feet disappeared from view and she went under the covers. His skin felt the too-cold air from the AC unit in their room and goosebumps broke out on his arms as he crawled on top of her over the covers. She made a huffy noise when his weight squashed her.

"Sorry I let you fall," he mumbled against what he guessed was her head under the sheets.

She grumbled a response, but she didn't sound displeased at him.

"We have to get going, it's still a couple of hours if traffic is generous, and she'll have our heads if we arrive late." He nuzzled her shoulder, he felt her shift under the covers and her head poked out with a sleepy look on her face.

"It's too early..." she mumbled, curling into a smaller ball as her head went back inside the covers.

"Cherry, come on... " he lazily attempted to wake her up.

"Tired." Was all she responded, her limbs too loose to move. He sighed deeply again before standing up beside the bed with his hands on his hips.

"You asked for this..." he warned. Audrey didn't have so much time as to furrow her brow in confusion before she felt his arms scooping her up along with the covers and taking her away from the bed.

"Adam!" She yelped, feeling vertigo at him moving her without any idea of where she was going to. She heard a door open, but the air around her didn’t change. She then felt him shuffling her around with a huff before being thrown over his shoulder.

She grunted at the feeling before hearing the shower being turned on. Not a second later, her make-shift cocoon loosened up, and in the time she had regained her balance, he had already peeled her pajama shirt over her head. It took him even less to grab her by the waist and pull down her shorts before pushing her inside the shower.

Cold water was sprayed scaldingly against her back and she choked a gasp. Her lips turned blue in a flash as her body began to shake. Audrey fought against the sprayed drops pushing her bangs over her eyes to try and find the tap to stop the frigid assault on her already cold skin.

She felt a warm hard gently grab her wrist as she finally managed to push back her bangs. The water had turned to a more acceptable temperature by this time too, and when she lifted her gaze, Adam was inside the shower as well, casting a shadow over her body and providing a much needed respite from the cruel spray from the shower head.

"Woken up now?" He asked with a malicious grin as his curls slowly got pressed against his head with water.

"That was unnecessary and mean," she swatted his hand off from her and crossed her arms over her chest, shivering as she took a couple of steps closer to him to ward off the cold.

"I can't mark you right now, but nothing says I can't make you suffer if just for a bit." He scoffed, yet his arms opened to let her stick close to his body. Hers felt cold and it trembled as goosebumps broke on her arms, a shiver went down her spine as his warmth embraced her.

"Still mean." She grumbled, letting her hands roam his abdomen and settle over his chest. Her attention turned completely to the way it rose and fell with every breath, to the strong beating of his heart right under her palms.

"Is my princess angry?" He mocked, wrapping his own arms around her waist, marveled at how soft her skin always seemed to be despite the many cuts and bruises he regularly leaves on her.

"Don't sass me..." her arms slowly rose to wrap around his neck, and he couldn't fight the urge to lift her up and press her to the icy wall of the shower before pressing his morning glory against her velvety skin.

"Don't tease me," he said softly against her lips before leaning forward to kiss her. He felt her shiver and relax into him before her legs wrapped around his waist. He broke the kiss and stared hungrily at her. "What did I just say?"

"Hypocrite..." she scoffed before untangling herself from him.

Adam gently placed her on the floor and she hurried to wrap herself with a towel before she got too cold. She ran into the room carefully after brushing her teeth as Adam showered. By the time he was out, she was already dressed and ready to get back on the road. She had even refilled their thermos with coffee that they had set to start brewing when they woke up.

After a quick sandwich at the diner downstairs and refilling the tank, they went back on the road, which had started out nicely enough... until they remembered where they were headed.

Arriving to the city, Audrey couldn't peel her eyes off the window. She had never been in a city before, or at least, never for more than a couple of hours when she went to the book fairs with Simone. Even then, she spent her time mostly within convention centers, so to actually take in the high-rises and busy streets was a novelty to her.

She seemed most interested in the sculptures that adorned the city, and she covered her ears whenever they passed by a construction site. Still, the busy nature of it all overwhelmed her, and Adam was relieved to hear that she much preferred her small town to a big city. He too had grown accustomed to the quiet and peace of her home rather than being encapsuled by the bustling city of Detroit... even if his mother did live in one of the quieter areas.

Adam parked right in front of his mother's house. The cabin felt too silent with the engine turned off. Neither of them made a move to get out of the truck, and once more, Adam was thankful for having the tinted filter installed on the windows, he could feel more than see his mother peaking through the curtains to see them arrive.

"So," he stated with a deep sigh. "We're here." He looked at the front door with unease.

"We're here..." Audrey echoed. "I can feel her watching us," she squirmed in unease, her hands fidgeting on her lap, her fingers instinctively playing with the promise ring. He was giddy to see how quick and easy she had gotten used to having it in just 2 weeks.

"She is," he nodded, taking a deep breath before letting his hand rest on Audrey's nape, she turned her head to look at him, and as soon as she did, his lips were on her, greedily -if messily- kissing her as if it were the last time. She closed her eyes and sighed as she relaxed in his touch. He let go too soon and after an eternity, eyes staring deep into Audrey's as she slowly opened them for him. "For luck, and because we won't be able to until we get back on the road." He whispered against her lips.

"And I'm the tease..." she rasped dumbly. Her hand was gripping his jacket with soft fingers, he hadn't realized she was pulling him towards her.

"You don't even have to try," he laughed as he nuzzled her face, cheerily stealing a couple more tender kisses before peeling himself off from her shy touch. He was glad that Audrey’s door was the one facing his mother's residence, as his cheeks felt too hot when the cool late-morning air hit his face. He sighed before slinging their bags off the trunk and onto his back, jogging to open Audrey's door before she could. He knew his mother would judge him if he had let her open her own door.

Audrey held the icebox carefully in her hands, the coffee thermos pefectly balanced on top as she stepped cautiously down to the floor. Her hair was thankfully behaving against the wind threatening to undo it. He was relieved to have had helped her put some Bobby pins and clips on it to make it last.

While he loved his Audrey with short hair, he knew his mother to have less than a positive opinion towards women with anything shorter than upper-back length. They had prepared for this though, Audrey had donated her hair to good causes, and that's why it was currently short.

They also compensated it with a flowery sundress that contrasted nicely against her pale skin, and made a nice combination with the kitten heels they spent a whole week trying to find, along with the miraculously solved quest of finding his mother's favorite lipstick and a cardigan to match just so that she and Audrey could have a conversation on something his mother approved of, hoping to gain her good graces.

"I feel like a clown.." Audrey mumbled as she daintily followed Adam to the porch. Her hands were slightly trembling and the icebox wad the only thing grounding her to reality.

"You look like a porcelain doll... she likes that" he mumbled back, low enough and discreetly enough so that his mother wouldn't see them talking. He rang the doorbell and adjusted the collar of his shirt... buttoned all the way up as she liked it. He felt choked.

"If you say so..." she sighed quietly, back straightening and shoulders moving back and down as clicking steps were quickly rushing towards the door.

Audrey had seen pictures of Adam’s mother before. He had shown them to her after she revealed all her secrets to him, 'eye for an eye' was their agreement. She knew the woman to be beautiful. She knew that Adam had gotten her nose and thick lashes. She knew she had been a ballerina in her youth, and to have had educated to have Adam's back as straight as an arrow due to it. She knew she had always had an eye for what was beautiful, consistent and proper.

All to say that despite knowing all this, Audrey found herself starstruck when meeting her future mother in law. She was even more graceful in person, and Audrey felt as if she had never seen such a beautiful mother in her life. Granted, she didn't find her own mother in any way beautiful, having known her ugly insides more intimately than her outside.

The woman looked older, yes. But had Adam not told her she was in her late fifties, Audrey would have guessed she was in her mid-forties. The crow's feet by her eyes were noticeable, but did not go all the way to her cheeks, which still had a certain youthful fullness to them. Her lips were thin, but rounded like a willow's leaf. Her hair was more pepper than salt, and was held in an elegant bun that was loose enough to have a measured strand framing her face. Her eyes were narrow and bright, calculating yet welcoming and so full of joy at seeing her son after so long.

She was also taken aback by the blinding hospitable smile she greeted them with, making full eye contact with her as if meeting a dear old friend again.

"My baby!" She richly exclaimed as her arms gracefully went to grab Adam's face and kissing his cheek. He bowed down to let her do so. "It's been so long... my boy is all grown up and not a boy anymore..." she hugged her son with her heart on her sleeve, and Adam wrapped his arms around her softly, patting her back gently for a few moments before she parted with him.

"And this beauty?" Audrey froze when their attention shifted towards her. Adam's raised brows reminded her to smile as practiced.

She tilted her head slightly to the side and smiled wide, pearly whites and adorable dimples on full display, her eyes narrowed -not too much, lest it seem fake- and a slightly higher pitch on her voice as she spoke.

"I'm Audrey, Mrs. Carter... Audrey Morgan, but please call me Oddie." The nervous tremble in her greeting was not planned, but if Adam's thumbs up was any indication, it was good.

His mother turned to face her fully and she gave her an icy up and down with her eyes. Audrey felt it's raw power as a silent judgement evaluated every inch of her.

"She's the woman I told you about, I wanted you to meet her." Adam said in a light but serious tone. All the while Audrey burned under his mother's judgmental gaze. She was amazed at how such a gentle looking smile could hide so much vile just in the eyes.

"And a woman indeed, turn around sweetie, let me see you," she said in a motherly voice, making a spinning motion with her finger.

Audrey felt strange, but they had prepared for this too. She and Adam had practiced her spinning without her head moving for three full nights. So, with a deep quiet breath, she put her right foot forward half an inch more than her left and spun on the balls of her feet, slowly transitioning her weight towards her left heel. Slow enough to hear his mother hum in approval, but fast enough to let her skirt flow around her as if made of air. She ended up facing towards Mrs. Carter again, and her bright smile made her sigh in relief.

"A proper lady to and through," she clasped her hands gracefully before walking towards Audrey and pinching her cheeks. Another test. Her eyes crinkled with a childish grin as she pretended to not feel disgusted by the unnecessarily harsh pinching of her face. "What a wonderful young lady... Adam, where did you find such a doll?" She asked giddily as she squished Audrey towards her. She wondered if it was a family thing to react to her with such unabashed cuteness aggression...

She fought her discomfort to bring a soft hand around his mother's upper back, still unused to physical touch from anyone other than Adam. She let go the instant the older woman began to lean back.

"I lost my umbrella after a hunting trip, and she was kind enough to share hers until I reached my hotel." He lied. His mother didn't need to know he had stalked her for two years before trying to kill her, only to then realize he had painfully fallen for her.

"Oh, how kind of you to help my little boy... he's normally so well prepared, what happened there?" She asked as she gestured them to come inside. Adam gestured Audrey to come inside before him, quietly shutting the door behind him as they entered the woman's house.

__ __ __

Mrs. Carter sat them down on the living room, and while to her the silence was comfortable and quaint, to Adam and Audrey, it was nerve-wracking.

While yes, at Audrey's house it was just as equally quiet, it had a completely different tone, and much less stress. Audrey had already rejected the offered cookies three times, knowing it was just another test that his mother was aching for her to fail. She did accept the glass of water, although it remained untouched after a single sip. She was not to touch the glass again until after another question was asked to her, or until Mrs. Carter decided to retell any story of Adam's childhood years.

Adam shifted uncomfortably in the loveseat that faced Audrey. He had wanted to sit besides her, but knew that his mother would heavily disapprove of it. Audrey felt as if the couch she sat on was swallowing her whole, and she was mindful to keep her back straight as a pole, careful to not even lean back on the decorative pillow precariously resting behind her.

Audrey looked around at the room, focusing her attention on the wall upholstered with crosses in various sizes and intricacy levels as she fought the urge to fidget with the hem of her dress. She knew from Adam that his mother was heavily orthodox, yet the sheer amount of religious imagery in the house unnerved her. She felt as if any minute now, she'd come back with a priest to perform an exorcism on her.

She switched her crossed ankles nervously, making sure that the skirt covered just below her knees... or else Mrs. Carter would deem it too short, and therefore whoreish.

Speaking of the devil, she came back with a thick photo album, and a vintage polaroid camera. The album had a pair of little blue handprints and some tape on the spine, it had "Adam's firsts" written in neat cursive on top of it.

"Alright..." she said excitedly as she gracefully placed the album on the coffee table and hurriedly gestured Adam to sit closer to Audrey. He immediately rose to his feet and sat on the arm of the couch, hovering his hand respectfully over her shoulder as his mother prepared the camera.

"Sweetie, I hope you don't mind, but let me take a picture of you both, you're just so adorable... I want to preserve this forever" the older woman said excitedly, bringing the camera up to her eyes as Adam leaned close to her.

The woman took a picture with a satisfied smile before sitting back down on the couch, shaking the image until it developed. She already had the album open to where the photo would live on as the colors slowly came in.

"Look at you both! how sweet," she cooed as the photo was taped with care. "Those smiles are so lovely... I can't wait until the little ones come around wearing those same smiles," she sighed gleefully as she eyed Audrey with narrowed eyes. Her face read excitement, but her eyes were full of an emotion Audrey much rather forget.

Adam cleared his throat before speaking:

"Isn't it a little too soon to talk about that? I mean, I haven't even proposed yet..." he tried to laugh, but when his mother's gaze turned to him, he stopped. Audrey wondered just how bad of a lesson it must have been to gain that reflex.

"It's never too soon to talk about grandchildren, besides... you don't fool me, I saw that little glint in her finger the minute she got out of the truck. Do you take me for an idiot?" her tone was scary. She still smiled and spoke softly like a loving mother, but Audrey could feel the tension in her voice.

"Mom, it's just a promise ring. You know I wouldn't propose without your approval, we've talked about this..." the irritation in his voice made Audrey felt awkward. She didn't want to be in that room at that moment. And it seemed like neither of them saw her in it either.

"There's a saying that if there's a promise, there's no engagement..." she spoke disinterestedly as she looked at him over her shoulder, dismissively waving her hand in Audrey's direction.

"Mom. Stop. She's right here in the room." He gestured at Audrey with his open palm, restraint in his voice as to not yell to his mother.

"So? I haven't insulted her. Exactly as you asked." she turned to look at Audrey, who at that point was unsure of how much longer she'd be able to keep her cool before doing something she might regret. "No proper lady would ever accept just a promise. Unless she too, was looking for trouble, and trouble only," Audrey miraculously managed to not let her frown show, or maybe Mrs. Carter was just blind to her expressions, unlike Adam who froze when looking at her face. "I don't say this to be a mean mother in law, trust me, I don't want to be an ogre in your story, but the truth must be said..." Audrey was enraged at how righteous her tone was. Her heart burned in need to hurt that woman.

"With all due respect, Mrs. Carter..." she started, too done to speak in the meek tone she had been instructed to, "Sayings don't matter to me. Adam's word is more important to me than some old wives' tale. And if this, is his promise," she lifted her hand to show her the ring. "Then I'll take it. Whatever the future wants for us, fine. I'll take that too. Just how I promised to be with him, and he trusts me about it, I'll trust him."

The room went dead silent. A pin would've broken the sound barrier with how the tension got worse in the room. After a long silence, Adam's mother smiled. Genuinely this time.

"Well said, Oddie..." the woman's eyes softened, and Adam let out a relieved sigh, taking a sip of his own glass of water to try and relax. "Who taught you to speak like that? Such a rebellious way of talking to an elder..." she praised with a cheeky smile.

"My father, actually," Audrey smiled, and Adam choked.

"Adam! Mind your manners, there's two ladies here..." his mother passed him a napkin as Audrey hid her grin behind her glass. He mumbled an apology before the conversation started amicably.

[diaboliklove]

headcanons for yui & the sakamakis w/ their phones

yeah hi LMAO this came to be from a random conversation w my friend and it led to many thoughts and opinions ,, for context think this is current time, 2024. ive never written headcanons out but it was a lot of fun to sit down and really think <3 hope u like it !

this got so long but for super fun epic reasons

SHUU SAKAMAKI

- starting off strong !

- and by strong i mean he has a flip phone

- never charged

- well, by that i mean its either at 100% because he forgot it charging for a week or at 10% because he hasn’t charged it in a week

- will never answer your texts or calls

- would never even read your messages in the first place

- because one. do you know how much energy it takes for him to even find the damn thing

- two, why are you reaching out to him in the first place? he knows you probably need him to do something.

- and doing things is not something he does

- out of sight out of mind yk

- as time goes on and he tolerates you he may send you a text

- nothing cute though

- not even a full sentence

- just a statement you need to connect the dots for

- the thought of having a smart phone was appealing to him for the music services though

- but god forbid he has to muster the energy to search for the app, download it, make an email, register, find the right versions of songs he likes, make a playlist and - anddd he's already sleeping

- yeah he won't change a thing his little frankenstein neck gear is just fine for him

- thank god he didn't go through with it because if he discovered that ads played after two songs it would've been his 13th reason why

- that email he made btw

- hell

- FULL of spam due to him just clicking things to get through sign ups easier

- hacked within a business day with the password 112345

- added two 1s to throw them off

- he really thought he was doing something with that

- so fuck ads

- and mostly fuck reiji for not wanting to pay for a premium music subscription

REIJI SAKAMAKI

- aww what a cute silly little guy

- im sorry. but theres no way this man is well versed in technology

- definitely more than shuu though

- owns a samsung galaxy note for the stylus feature

- imagine telling this scary vampire that the house is out of milk and as he whips out his phone like a note pad while muttering how the cereal consumption in the house is getting out of hand

- major dad energy while he writes on it

- appropriate distance away from the screen

- looks down on his phone like its a lesser being

- never needs to google anything, thats for humans

- basically only used to contact someone if absolutely necessary and a note device

- a strong believer that phone use 30 minutes before bed leads to bad sleep

- this man already has nightmares he's not going to add to his troubles

- in the 24 hours drama cd reiji says he never grocery shops himself since he doesn't want to be with all the "gross" humans and contacts suppliers to provide the ingredients

- well erm : those suppliers scammed him

- after the scam first of all

- suppliers never heard from again

- secondly, reiji finds out about instacart

- he loves it

- in fact adores it

- you're telling him he can just order everything online? see all the products and cost right there??? and most importantly, can tell the shopper they're fucking up in real time?

- ohhhh yeah

- ladies and gentlemen meet our very own residential karen

- will ask for photos on all produce he orders

- those bananas? too ripe. replace them. those apples look bruised. cilantro leaves look brown. that doesn't look like a pound of grapes, try again. oh! oh! you're trying to give him choice grade steak instead of prime?? watch your back you fucking scammer —

- fool him once shame on him, fool him twice you can kiss your job goodbye

- theres literally a facebook mental health support group for instacart shoppers that have worked with him

- he's like an urban legend

- what a loser affectionately

- you did try convincing him to switch to iphone so you could play chess on the go together with game pigeon

- flat out no get fucked

- but started considering it when he saw you playing 8 ball against ayato

- not because he's jealous or anything

- anything but that

- like seriously, not jealous

- just wants to put you in your place for even thinking you’d be competition thats all

- i would show you texts with him but he’s more of a phone call type of guy

- you better answer on the first ring

- the only reason he should be sent to voicemail is if you’re dead

- i love him

AYATO SAKAMAKI

- the man, the myth, the legend

- uses a iphone 12

- the red one

- because his epic device must match the epic ayato-samas epic hair!

- probably understands technology the second best in the household

- don't tell him that though

- and by understand i mean this man has an instagram and tiktok

- fairly popular on the platforms too

- think like, 900+ followers on ig and 17k on tiktok

- would be more popular if he wasn't such a weirdo with what he posts

- terrible thirst trap king

- most of his videos on tiktok are him in the gym sweating and flexing or just a video of travis scott in the background and him posing

- captions definitely like "yeah bros !! 🔥🔥🔥 hit new rep 😎 at the gym 💪🔥 feeling unstoppable ‼️‼️‼️‼️🔥 ring the hunk alarm 🚨 🚨🔥‼️ #gym #gymbro #thatguy #viral #ayato"

- hashtags himself because he's a big deal

- no one knows if he just knows his angles or if he's just so attractive everything looks good

- his home screen is a photo of him

- and also his lock screen

- will ask you to hold his phone while he smolders into the camera for a tiktok

- do not fucking laugh your life is on the line

- ig feed consists of him, himself, and more him

- a ab photo there, selfie here, a picture of his jawline over there maybe a guest star appearance of him eating takoyaki in the corner over there

- nothing else

- no one is complaining

- girls AND boys at ryoutei send his posts to each other like its a new episode of their favorite show

- they collect his photos like kpop photo cards

- he is him

- follows his brother, a couple of big boobed models and basketball players

- as for other devices he definitely has a pair of airpods he lost over five years ago

- one day he'll find them

- as i mentioned in reijis, he likes playing game pigeon

- plays with you and laito

- used to play with subaru but that hasn't been mentioned since the battleship war of 2017

- ayato annihilated him, got every ship within 3 turns

- so subaru decided to annihilate the whole house

- took two business days for reiji to calm him down

- the left wing of the house still has inaccessible rooms

- anyways subaru blocked ayato

- and subaru still doesn't know that ayato had just seen where he placed his ships down

- to end this here’s live footage of yours trulys epic cup pong battle against you !

- nothing is more endearing than how he just does things that every other highschooler does

- just a normal guy

- i love him too

LAITO SAKAMAKI

- ladies and gentlemen behold the best technology user in the house

- owns a iphone as well

- iphone 12 the green one to be exact

- had that gucci snake case everyone had in 2018

- the off brand one too

- i will never not make fun of this mans taste of style

- also has a dell computer to watch movies and other questionable material with his cute little bitch-chans in bed nfu~

- his contacts are FULLLL

- to the point when he meets a new bitch he needs to quickly decide if he wants to delete samantha #4 or #2

- undefeated in 8 ball

- doesn't use a ruler or anything, just feels it within him

- he is the ball

- uses snapchat, insta and tiktok

- also tinder

- and bumble

- but whos counting

- im begging someone to teach these boys how to write a bio

- just picture you minding your business on a friday night and swiping left till you're met with a photo of a red head that's actually pretty attractive

- and then you see the about me and its :

- "your dimpled skin... as my breath sweeps across your lovely ears pulling you to my... back... as your skin is immediately chilled and excited... rising as it tingles... take a deep breath inhaling your sweet scent.... it brings a low moan of delight to my hungry mouth..... I licked my lips as I savored your scent.. another deep draw and my mouth is watering... I can't wait to have you ...my tongue enjoying you... why don't you send a message ;)"

- mf this is a chilis

- this is where i would like to take a moment to just look all his victims lovers in the eye because why does this work

- posts on his snapchat story often

- ranges from a video of him taking shots at a party to just a photo of his school desk

• taken artfully

- more popular than ayato on instagram while ayato is more popular on tiktok

- 4.3k followers on instagram, 2k on tiktok

- has yet to really do anything on tiktok

- got his followers from some videos he shot with ayato

- doesn't consider it important to be popular with some randos on the internet, he wants to attract those near him

- so, instagram is his hunting grounds

- more popular on ig due to the way he brands himself

- almost everyone from ryoutei highschool follows him

- if you don't you're either the "kya! what if he looks at my account?" or you are just pure of the knowledge of his existence

- his feed is really aesthetically appealing

- almost like he posts with intent on everything

- almost thought right?

- feed includes blurry pictures at parties, a shot of a wine glass at an expensive restaurant, him with his current girlfriend, a lively photo of him and ayato

- a lot of people take inspiration from his posts

- you look and you’re not sure if you want to be him or with him

- the regina george of ryoutei

- you know now that i think of it maybe the sockless loafers was his cut out boob top moment

- he's just making a statement

- but regardless his feed feels weirdly empty

- Idolized yes

- but it just feels so off sometimes

- like soulless

- follows basically only girls, heart reacts every girl that posts a selfie on their stories

- not afraid to comment a 😍

- especially not afraid to comment a 😍😍🤤🤤🤗🤗🤤😍😍😍🤤🤤🤤🙏😋😋😋😈🔥🔥🔥🔥🫦🫦🫦😍

- his captions are really well thought out though

- just a pleasing "4:37AM" or just a tag of whos in the photo

- will often come to you and ask if you'd like to "be her" about his photos with a girl and if you'd take even more risque photos together >;)

- video tapes him sucking your blood or doing other things to you

- randomly in a conversation he'll play the audio of the video just so you'll be flustered by your own noises

- will threaten to post it even if you didn't do anything wrong

- he just thinks its funny

- he would actually do it though.

- so idk pose at all times ok

- you know laito does cross word puzzles

- sure yeah he likes a nice sudoku

- but he also had a quiet obsession with geometry dash

- and i mean quiet, no one knows about this

- not even the ghosts that haunt him at night

- laito finds rhythm games in general somewhat comforting

- his mind is only focused on the beat and he's always had a good sense of rhythm so it's perfect for him

- more importantly: its a distraction from everything he is. the thoughts that he doesn't deserve such comfort leave him as soon as he fails once. the quick restart helps shut off his brain and leaves him feeling like a shell.

- a shell of what once was.

KANATO SAKAMAKI

- oh hello my dear pookie wookie dookie bookie cookie !!!

- literally the reason im making this

- owns a samsung flip !!!

- decorated excessively

- super cute phone

- mf better keep it close to his person the coquette girlies are eyeing you down

- he originally had an iphone X like his brothers but he saw one video of someone decorating a flip and decided he must have it

- in fact, he needed it

- so he threw his phone at you and screamed bloody murder when it broke

- you wanna guess who took the blame

- siituation ended with you limping out the dungeon and kanato gleaming at his new phone

- but he doesn't even use it that much

- yeah he's a bitch

- doesn't post on any social medias

- only thing he uses social media for is to see what pastry shop is trending currently on instagram, a stitching method tutorial on youtube, and to check on those cute school girls on tiktoks from the next city, oh he could just eat them up alive -

- what he does use his phone for though is are those freakishly cute games we all got addicted to once

- think like neko atsume, bunnybuns, cat condo

- spends his left over change from the bakery on new furniture for his cats on neko atsume

- has rage quitted from not getting a rare cat after two hours

- does gets giddy when he sees a rare one when he logs on

- and by giddy i mean if you hear a sinster hehehe come from his room just know it's probably not because he's doing something devious

- probably

- renames every cat that comes into his house

- you saw him playing once and pointed out that the cat laying in the kotatsu was ginger in hopes to bond over the same interest

- glared daggers into you and said extremely seriously :

"you mean sponge cake?"

- you will not bond over it

- abort mission

- just let the little guy have his own fun

- had a phase of playing the mobile crane machine games for plushies

- but he lost so many times he now rages whenever he sees a rilakkuma napping plush

- but overall he doesn't really care for his phone

- definitely more interested in his more real life cute hobbies like sewing and demon summoning 🎀

SUBARU SAKAMAKI

- oh the most evil one of all!

- the man so scary, so feared

- his phone story is a bit different than the others

- originally had a iphone 8

- but my little fellow is a walking rage room so damage was sure to happen

- screen was cracked and barely functional

- couldn't even touch the letters "e", "a" , "s" and "o"

- texting him was a game of morse code

"did you want to walk in the garden after dinner?"

"hh yur tht dprt for my attntin arnt yu? myb ill tk yu up n tht”

".. okay so yes?"

“y”

- but whatever it was always easy to find him so it wasn't a big deal

- until d day

- the battleship war of 2017.

- you haven't seen subaru this mad since the nair incident of 2016

- you tried helping reiji calm him down

- even offered to buy him a hot topic gift card which he did not want at all

- oh this was that serious

- you knew he was genuinely upset and that this shouldn't be funny

- but quite hard to not think so when you realize he's just a teenager having gamer rage

- his phone was completely obliterated by the end of his episode

- like

- it disappeared

- crumbs on the floor surely

- so reiji had a solution

- and it was the most atrocious thing subaru had ever laid his eyes upon

- behold !

- the mighty rage proof phone !

- and subaru was just

- silent

- in awe of what was in his hands

- ok now you knew if you laughed it meant death

- so you took pity

- spent all night telling him that maybe orange IS the new black

- and after he started finally feeling good about it

- the walking red haired menace runs into you two on the way to the limo

- and his eyes just lock on to the orange brick in subarus hands

• and he just cackles

- ayato doesn't even get a second to catch his breath before subaru is banging his head repeatedly with the damn brick

- needless to say

- theres only one thing broken between ayatos nose and subarus phone and it wasn't the phone

- reiji leaves a 5 star review that night

- damn, even subaru is impressed

- not one scratch on his screen

- so subaru keeps it and spray paints it black

- he doesn't use social media

- doesn't care for any of that shit

- too emo to be influenced by an influencer 💪🫦

- the only people in his contacts is you, reiji, shuu and in the future, kou

- no apps either besides a music streaming service

- even if it has ads

- don’t even think about ever asking to play a game

YUI KOMORI

- my baby !!!

- as we know her phone was once obliterated by the emo pomeranian

- soon gets a new a one just the boys can get her when they need her

- also got a samsung flip !

- decorated super cute, but nothing too showy

- heavily child proofed at first

- like the type you only can call your contacts on

- after establishing that, yeah she’s not gonna try to call the ops shes allowed to get some apps

- needs reiji to put a password in to allow it though

- wasn’t even given the wifi password till month two

- doesn’t use social media

- the possessive freaks don’t want her to get toooo popular

- the only app she really uses is pou and takes care of him like her own son

- definitely texts all the boys when she’s out if they need anything

- in fact, would even send “just checking in ! (＠＾◡＾)” messages if she hadn’t seen them in two days

- they all secretly love it

- texts ayato most frequently, subaru and reiji second most

- ayato sends her tiktok memes and yui genuinely doesn’t understand them

- he thinks its funny and cute as hell how hard she tries to piece modern day humor together

- was quietly bummed out she couldn’t play game pigeon games with everyone

- ayato asked her to play among us with him and she was ecstatic

- that feeling soon went away after ayato would get her voted out every round

- you gifted her a matching phone charm a year ago and she has never taken it off since

- often considers googling her fathers name even though she knows reiji can see her search history

- she just wants to make sure he’s okay

- sometimes imagines her phone ringing and her dads name comes up on the caller id

- often she wonders

“has he ever tried to call me? maybe he did on my last phone, and just figured i was unavailable. im available now though dad. please try again soon. i have so much to tell you! sorry i didn’t answer. i miss you.”

[storytimewithnova]

seven days sickfic Hanaharki story

This is a sickfic Hanaharki AU in this AU Shoyo has been given 7 days to live also he goes to inaizaki plot Purposes

Warning use of fictional diseases  swearing And golddiggers

Okay lets go X X X X X Team fox thinking they were in their own group chat started text

Mix teams GC

Atsumu:Baby bro you are not getting any better

Osamu:Its true

Sho:Can you just let me be?

Aran:Sho we just want to know whats wrong

Kita:Arans right sunshine you haven’t been showing up to school or practice

Osamu:We’re worried

Shoyo sighed and turned back to his phone screen

Sho:You reallly want to know

Atsumu:Yes

Sho: AS YOU HAVE TAKEN AN INTEREST IN MY LIFE HERE IS WHAT IS HAPPENING I SAY I AM FINE I AM LYING  I HAVE HANAHAKI I HAVE SEVEN FUCKING DAYS TO LIVE THERE I SAID IT SEVEN DAYS THAT IS ALL ENJOY MY COMPANY WHILE YOU HAVE IT

EVERYONE: …..

Kenma:WHO GAVE MY BESTIE HANAHAKI DON’T BE SHY I JUST WANT TO TALK 🔪

Kuroo:kitten don’t say that while you are Literally holding a knife

Everyone: scary remind me not to piss kenma of

Suna:We don’t know kenma

Sho:I know now so will everyone else why couldn't you just let me slip away why Ni chan why did you have to bring it up

Atsumu: because you're my brother and i am not losing you now Who is it?

Sho: this would of been so much easier less heartache for both of us and if you are dying to know then here you go Sorry captain its you

Kita: …..

All of inairziki: Kita?!

After that sho went offline

Kita:I never told him how i feel

Yams:Maybe thats the problem kita-san he has made up this scenario in his head that he is not worthy of you

Suna:Plus the fact you have had that clingy fan around you

Kita:Ugh don’t get me started about them Do you know how many times I’ve told them I’m not interested and they keep coming back to like a leech

Luna:This is just a theory but has this clingy fan tried kissing you

Kita:Yes

Luna:Sho has seen it and made up Oh kind of scenarios and it has given him hanahaki because He has over for thought it he didn’t see the whole thing And jump to conclusions

Akaashi:Luna maybe right

Bokuto:But Agasshi didn’t my disiple say he had seven days to live

Akaashi:Oh shit Ko you’re right

S

una:Wait Seven days Captian you don’t have long

Yams:It could be less if he catches you with that clingy fan again

Semi:Yams is right so i suggest you go to sho now and clam him while the fan is not around

Kita:Yeah you’re right i’ll be back

Kita went to the miya house he knocked sho anwsered

Kita:Sho please listen

Sho:What is it Kita-San

Kita:Look what you saw is a misunderstanding you saw a clingy fan pushing theirselves on to me its you i love i i love you miya shoyo

Kita kisses him

Sho:Why didn’t you tell me this before

Kita:You went off-line pissed

Sho:Sorry about that Luv

Shoyo was saved the next day at lunch kita and shoyo and his brothers were having lunch together when the said clingy fan came back up to kita

Clingy fan:Hey baby there you be are I’ve been looking everywhere for you

Kita:Could you please go away

Clingy fan:Sweetie why

Atsumu’s thoughts:💭hehe I’m about to stab a bitch🔪

🎵 We gonna make the girls dance🎵

Sho:🎵 I ain't lookin' for enemies But I ain't playin' nice The way you testing me and look me in the eyes🎵

Kita:Hon

Clingy fan:What did you call him?

Suna:Let me just record🤳🏻

Sho:🎵 Want some of my own candy I love to see you try Ain't nothing real about the way you look tonight🎵

Kita:Babe please clam down

Atsumu;Little bro

Osamu:Your being Scary again

Sho:🎵 'Cause I know in the morning You'll be wakin' up all alone Posing all over your story With nothing to hold but your phone You got it bad all over your head Are you upset🎵

Suna:😆 where’s the lie

Clingy fan:😒 back off hoe

Sho:🎵 You think that you cool But you ain't got a crown Be watchin' and learning 'cause I show you how Lookin at me like you want my man🎵

Clingy fan:My man get it right

Sho:🎵 What the fuck🤬🎵

Kita:🎵 What the fuck😒🎵

Clingy fan:Kita-san really you are siding with that midget

The twins:What did you call my brother 🔪 🎵What the fuck🎵

Suna:🎵what the fuck🎵

Sho:🎵 Ain't lookin for drama Promise I'm not gonna compete So keep on movin 'cause you got nothing on me🎵

Kita:That’s my sunshine

Clingy fan:Grrr

Aran:Shut up bitch if you to act like a dog we will treat you like one

Atsumu:Arani My respect for you just went up

Aran:are you saying you didn’t respect me before

Atsumu:No I did I’m saying I respect you even more than before

Sho:🎵 What you know about karma Oh I heard she ain't so sweet (yeah so sweet) Get your self out of the club If you can't take the heat🎵

Clingy fan:Kitaaaaa are you Just gonna let that bitch talk to me like that

kita:😒Oh my God stop your whining and yes yes I am

Atsumu;👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

Osamu:For some reason I agree with my dumb twin

Sho:🎵 Cause I know in the morning You'll be wakin' up all alone Posing all over your story With nothing to hold but your phone You got it bad all over your head Are you upset?🎵

Clingy fan:You know nothing about me

Sho's thoughts:💭 wanna bet bitch

Sho:🎵 You think that you cool But you ain't got a crown Be watchin' and learning 'cause I show you how Lookin at me like you want my man What the fuck🎵

Kita:🎵 What the fuck🤨🎵

Osamu:🎵 What the fuck🤨🎵

Then kita went to shoyo and kissed him

Clingy fan:🎵 What the fuck🎵

Kita:Love you honey

Sho: love you more

Clingy fan:🎵 What the fuck🎵

She tries her luck with osamu but suna saw this and went to his boyfriend and kisses him

Clingy fan:🎵 What the fuck🎵

Suna:Off limits bitch

Osamu:Aww thanks babe

Clingy fan:🎵 What the fuck🎵

Another beat, another banger We out here uniting the hip-hop and the house Miya, for sure What the fuck🎵

The jealous bitch stomped away throwing A temper tantrum

Sho:Hahahaha

Kita:You were enjoying a little too much

Sho:Yep

Atsumu:That’s our brother

Osamu:Fucking sadist

Sho:Speak for yourselves dipshits

They went back to the classes for the day laughing the asses off all in all shoyo was happy he didn’t have hanahaki anymore and he got his man Felt like I could take on the world and beyond okay maybe that’s an exaggeration but he was just overly happy which kept the volleyball team in good spirits for the upcoming match against Nekoma

END

[audible--silence]

Shrooms trip

I want someone else to make sense of me more than i can make of me

Shelter, food, comfort

Thats all that ya really need

Why am I thinking of Grace?

Is she my compass?

Why?

Does she even have a clue?

We’re all just collections of experiences and memories floating around this nonsense rock doing things till we inevitably arent

And in the middle of nowhere, disconnected from everything else, you dont need much. Simplicity is fine.

At least, if only for a little while

Criminal, how much should change for me and how much i should live, only to be faced with those i love, never changing or ever living more

A coin dropped, i always think im coming home.

This is only a time away. Everything i do I’m taking back home to tell to friends and show to family. What if me, now, out in the nowhere, is all there is? Im never going home? I’m starting again? god it feels so scary to think about all that ive made in twenty four years and to think about throwing that to the dirt

An odd age, 24 is.

Young enough to be a fool

Old enough to be a teacher

You thought you were good at chaos but you always need order. You need systems within chaos in order to feel safe. Is it hospo? Is it from dad? Is it from mum?

This is how i always wanted to feel

Awake, alive, thinking and considering

If there’s something in there causing you grief, remember that its in there anyway and the only way past it, is through

I wanna do shrooms w grace and w benj

This is how i wish i lived normally in day to day life with childlike curiosity and wonder, introspective intuition and warmth

“I can, so i do” - on kindness to strangers, with your old pal, barbecue andy

That phone screen is comfort and warmth for me

.

The old lady yelled at me from her humble, earthen home in the mountains

I didn’t understand a word she said

But i knew exactly what she meant

Pick up that banana peel

You had the good bit, you deal with the rest

Take pride in yourself

Treat your surroundings with respect

You’re visiting our land

Don’t disrespect us

Yes the banana might biodegrade

Yes theres bottles of tecate and plastic bags littering the floor

But the point remains

Do as your parents taught you and clean up after yourself

Treat the land well

Be a good guest

Be courteous

Check yourself

Think what you wish to be and act accordingly

Dont fucking stray.

She said. Loudly.

[glilboy]

Ateez reactions to finding you reading smut about them: Hyung line

ive had this idea for awhile and even requested it a few times from other writers but..i felt it was time to write it lol

tws under the cut

warning, this piece of fiction contains mentions of somnophilia, slight dom and sub dynamics, and general explicit topics.

Hongjoong:

You had attempted to stay up waiting for Hongjoong, deciding to reread one of your favorite stories in the mean time. Unfortunately that wasnt enough to keep you awake, you ultimately passing out and your phone tumbling onto the floor.

Hongjoong had a feeling you'd passed out since you didnt message him any "i miss you :(" texts after 11pm so seeing you knocked out on the couch was no surprise. He slowly padded over to you smiling softly, then noticing your phone on the floor and went to pick it up for you. He was never the kind to go through your phone but your smart self had no shut down timer which left the fan fiction on display for him.

He couldnt help but be curious seeing paragraphs of text and decided a little reading would do no harm. As he began to read though he felt his gut sweep, in a good way. He was honestly a little upset until he saw his name but when he read his name it was like all of exhaustion disappeared. Luckily he didn't have work the next day he thought to himself.

Sitting down on the couch with a plan he slowly nudged you awake. "Hi dear," he spoked softly with a smirk.

You rubbed at your bleary eyes and looked up at him, "Oh hi Joongie. Sorry I didn't mean to fall asleep." He smiled even bigger at you.

"Thats fine, it helped me find out something fun," he tucked your hair behind your ear. Still waking up you made a small "huh?" before seeing the phone in his hand.

"Oh..." you mumbled, starting to be awake enough to get it. You finally looked at him straight on and saw his signature devilish grin.

He moved his hand to slowly move up your thigh, giving it a small squeeze which elicted a sigh out of you. "Didn't think you'd read stuff like that Y/N, but I guess you're just full of surprises huh doll," the pet name made you shiver, Hongjoong never having used that one before.

"I'm sorry Joongie," you mumbled into your arm, face now red. His hand moving up to cup your core and grind his hand into it making you whimper softly.

"Oh dont be sorry dolly, just shows me that you really miss me."

Seonghwa:

Saying Seonghwa was caring was an understatement in a way. Despite his busy schedule he made it a point to showed he cared in different ways. One thing he always did was if you left your phone out at all he would put it on the charger for you. Small things!

Today though he had come home earlier than usual while you were taking a quick shower. Seeing your phone on the counter he waltzed over setting his stuff down to throw it on the charger even if it wasn't that low. He noticed you left it on, open to a book he assumed enough.Him being the lovely man he is he wanted to read a bit to see what you liked and possibly buy you a physical copy. Written porn with his name in it though was not what he was expecting.

Seonghwa gulped, setting down your phone with his hands shaking and his face now flushed pink. He took a deep breath and set down his bag, running his fingers through his hair now being surprisingly worked up. A part of him felt embarrassed for being turned on by the writing but at the same time he knew you didn't read it for no reason.

"Hwa! You're home early hello!" You ran up to him giggling, now clean and dressed in some sweats.

"Hey babe, yeah we got let out early cause we learned the new choreography fast enough. They asked us if we wanted to do more vocal practice but none of us did," He laughed, trying to shift his legs to hide his slight erection.

"None of you stay late ever," you giggled sarcastically up at him. "Well, I was gonna take a nap. Do you want to? I'm sure you're tired."

He nodded softly and took your hand walking to your guys bedroom talking about your day. He changed himself into more comfortable clothing then joined you in bed, you curling into him quickly. Once you settled Seonghwa felt he could actually breathe, feeling like a middle schooler just for getting more worked up from having you close. He heard your breath settle which is when he shifted away a bit from you.

"Fuck..." He mumbled, having the space now laying on his back to palm himself over his erection. Looking over at your sleeping face made it worse, the piece you had opened having involved somnophilia. One thing he never had the guts to suggest to you despite having such an open relationship.

He didn't notice your eyes flutter open at the movement. You only just fell asleep so you were in no means in too deep. You decided to play it though, closing your eyes and throwing a leg over his waist as if you were just adjusting in your sleep.

He inhaled a sharp breath and bit his lip now mildly frustrated at the whole situation. Mumbling a fake sleepy "Hwa" you moved to straddle the man hearing a childish sigh escape his lips.

"If you keep moving, I swear to god," He mumbled out loud thinking youre still asleep since you had always been a chaotic sleeper.

"And what will you do about it horny kid," you giggled against his neck. You could feel his body tense.

"Go back to sleep and I'll fuck you like your sick little fantasy, how about that hm?"

yunho:

Rain was beating against the window as you cuddled up on the couch with your phone in hand. Yunho was on the other side of his personal office playing video games. It was a chill day but something in the air was setting you slightly off the edge.

Besides the sweet glances and cheesy smiles thrown at each other, your screen was very much the opposite of innocent pure love. Getting indulged in the story you started to zone in, missing some of his looks making Yunho curious as to what your interest was delved into currently.

"Be right back guys," he said into the mic mischievously. Quickly making his way over he slipped the phone out of your hand, this behavior wouldve typically been fine but because of the contents on your screen you gasped and reached out for your phone. "You doing something naughty or do you just like acting suspicious?" he grinned before looking at your phone.

His face feel reading the paragraph of a particularly nsfw scene. You were now sitting up staring at him wide eyed, "yuyu please oh god its not what you think, i think." Silence filled the room, the only noises being the sound of his running pc and the dull chatter of the other boys.

"Do you read this often?" he said out of hesitation and pure curiosity, almost feeling that he violated your private space. He kind of got the gist of it all right away, thankfully for your sake.

"Not all the time but i mean, you are busy yunho," you tried to softly explain knowing this was odd territory.

"Do you...ever want to try it," he says, getting to the end of the page and looking at you.

"I can't say that..none of them aren't, nice," the air was filled with an awkward energy that could suffocate another person if they came in at such a weird time.

The two of you stood there for a second, until he moved towards you and took your hand. He placed it on his bulge and you sucked a breathe in.

"Take off my pants," he ordered, a strange harsh tone to his voice. For you guys there was never set roles, not any dom or sub dynamic but it wasnt vanilla per say so him speaking like this was new. Besides that, you did as he said and pushed your thumbs under the waistband of his sweats, pulling them down his legs.

Silently he took your hand then sat down on his gaming chair, pulling out his large cock. He slipped on his headphones before looking up at you with a shit eating grin.

"Sit down, i can tell youve been dying too babe."

yeosang:

You were waiting for yeosang to come home after a shorter than usual practice, deciding to pass the time by indulging in your secret world. In the midst of browsing your favorite blogs you didn't hear the door open, this event made you learn not to have headphones in when participating in such activities.

Walking in, Yeosang looked around for you and spotted your figure on the couch. He slowly moved near with a secret motive of scaring you when he glanced at your phone seeing a photo of him paired with a lot of writing. Tilting his head curiously he squinted to read the text, reading along with you until his face flushed.

Sucking in a breath slightly he moved back to the door, playing off him just entering. You noticed his figure walking towards you and sneakily turned off your phone and got up to greet him.

"Hey babe, it's nice to see you in the sunlight," you giggled and wrapped your hands around his waist. You noticed him hesitantly wrapping his arms around you, causing you to pull away.

"Hey, whats up? you seem a bit off?" you pouted and brushed the hair out of his eyes, not catching the little blush.

"Yeah yeah babe, I'm fine. promise," he cleared his throat and pulled away, making your heart sink a bit. He practically completely ignored what you actually said.

"No Yeo, I- did I do something wrong? Or just a long day?" you pried knowing something was up.

Shifting awkwardly on his feet he looked up at you, his hair back in his face. "I um, saw what you were reading."

The color drained from your face, mouth slightly hanging not knowing what to say. You thought he was pissed, was going to leave and break up with you but right when you were about to talk he spoke again.

"C-can we do that?"

A moment of silence passed and you looked up at him, your boyfriend who was typically very soft and gentle in bed. Knowing what you were reading was likely pretty heavy in his book, you became worried. "Yeo, I just read it. It means nothing I don't want to make you uncomforta-"

His lips cut yours off and one hand entangled in your hair, his other guiding you to the wall by your hip. Back flush against the way you pulled away after a moment to see his eyes wide and sweat already beading down his temple.

"I've wanted to do that, just didn't want to scare you dear."

[tendouluvr]

aizawa calling you clingy - gn reader

- [attempt at] angst to fluff

- warnings: being called clingy, aizawa gets annoyed with reader and berates them, one use of the word ‘shit’

- wc: 1.9k

a/n: this wasnt......as sad as i wanted... i cant tell if im just not so good at writing angst or immune to it T_T

once again, not edited!

#! aizawa!!!! eee

#! hes a levelheaded man so arguments are rare

#! u both trust one another so theres no reason to have doubts in ur relationship

#! being his s/o, he tells u things thats not so easy to tell others over time, and you’re patient enough to let him take however much time he needs to let u in

#! however, years of keeping to himself most of the time doesnt just disappear even if you’re his s/o

#! so aizawa does have this tendency to close off and distance himself from u bc of his stress and insecurities

walking through the spacious halls of ua, you were headed towards your lovely boyfriend. aizawas been pretty busy lately with teaching his class, making sure no one is being left behind progress wise, doing his job as a pro-hero, and then spending his free time training with shinsou.

you knew showing up at school unexpectedly was something aizawa found irky, that’s why you made sure to tell him the night before that you would be coming during lunch time to bring him some yummy homemade food.

humming softly to yourself, you finally reached the door opening to class 1-A and walked in. the classroom was empty, but there at the front was no one other than mr. aizawa shouta. you quickly greeted him with a smile and he turned to look at you.

“what are you doing here?” he slowly asked with a look of confusion.

“i brought you some food! did you eat yet? i hope not, i made-,” you quickly stopped talking once you noticed the look he was giving you.

“why are you here? i already told you, you shouldnt be showing up without letting me know first. our relationship is quiet, if the students see they’ll get noisy and ask questions, i’ll get bombarded by my colleagues, and it’ll put you in danger if words get out. did anyone see you coming here? can you listen to me for once instead of continuing to always be near me? you’re so damn clingy and need to start thinking about the consequences your action will bring. i already ate, just go home before anything happens.”

your jaw dropped a little after hearing what he just said to you. did he not remember what you told him last night?

worst of all, you couldnt believe he just called you clingy. you just wanted to do something nice for him by making his favorite food hoping that it’ll relieve some of the stress thats been building up, but he just thought of you as clingy.

fine, if clingy is what you are then you’ll stop bothering him. you quickly whispered an apology, not sure if he could hear or not, and began making your way back home as fast as possible. the food you made for him was still tightly grasped in your hand.

due to the new dormitories, aizawa stays at ua majority of the time. he comes home to your shared apartment whenever he can to spend time with you. unfortunately, those time aren’t usually much because as soon as he’s free, he’s quick to do something else.

once you’ve made it home, you packed the food away and put it in the fridge. you felt your phone buzzing repeatedly, already guessing who it could possibly be, you took it out to see it was your boyfriend.

shou <3: im sorry

shou <3: honey, im so sorry. pls text me back when u can

shou <3: i know what i said hurted u, but i promise u i dont mean it. pls just call me or text me so we can talk about this

shou <3: i have to go back now. but i love u. so much.

staring at your screen, you contemplated texting him back.

letting out a sigh, you decided not to.

putting your phone to the side, you walked to the bedroom and changed out of your clothes into the comfy pjs you were wearing right before you left.

seeing that there was nothing for you to do other than wallow in your insecurities and let out a few tears, you got into bed and made yourself comfortable for an afternoon nap.

aizawa on the other hand was at school and distracted. his own words kept replaying over and over in his head and all he wants to do is smack himself a few times (after comforting u ofc).

his students could tell he was in a badder mood than usual so they collectively agreed to not worsen it (one particular student does not care. can u guess?). aizawa just wanted the day to pass so he can apologize to you directly and make it up with some cuddling.

despite being distracted with planning his apology and thinking about you, he was still teaching as he should and constantly telling his students to be quiet because he’s intimidating like that.

a few hours passed, the students are back in their dorms and some of the teachers are still in school finishing up some work. the hallways were empty and silent, and the weather outside was nice and calm - not too sunny with just the right amount of wind.

however, if you were to peek your head inside of class 1-A at the moment, the environment is an exact 180. aizawa is quickly trying to grade the remaining stack of papers he has on his desk so he can leave as soon as he can. there’s papers everywhere, he’s not so sure where the answer key went off to but to hell with the answer key. he just needs to go home.

his hair is messily tied up and his lips have probably been gnawed off by now. as soon as school ended, he got out his phone to see if you replied and sadly you didn’t. he doesn’t blame you though, considering all of the shit he said to you earlier. 

finally writing down the fat score in red pen onto the final paper, he gathers everything and put to the side of his desk and packed up his stuff. his stuff being his yellow sleeping bag and that’s it.

he went to his room first to clean himself up a bit, and then grabbed a taxi to go to your shared apartment. arriving at the front door, he takes out his copy of the key and entered.

first thing he noticed while entering and taking off his shoes was that the apartment was dark and quiet. he made his way to the kitchen first and turned on its lights to check the fridge. in the fridge laid the food you made for him earlier today. he took it out to start heating it up in the microwave then he walks away from the food and to your bedroom.

quietly opening the door, he poked his head in to see you laying on your side with your back facing the door. he assumed you were asleep and gently closed the door to not wake you up. he made his way over to the bed and sat on the edge of it. 

you, feeling the bed dip, slowly opened your eyes to be greeted with the sight of your boyfriend gingerly brushing his fingertips across your cheekbones. he notices that you’re awake and looks up to meet your eyes.

making eye contact with him, you quietly grunted and brought the blanket up to cover your face while turning your entire body to the other side to ignore him. aizawa sighed and brought his hand down to rest on your waist as he begins talking.

“yn... i know you’re.. mad at me for the things i said to you earlier, but i’m truly sorry. i know saying i didn’t mean it isn’t good enough for you to forgive me, but i want you to know i’m really really sorry. i’ve been so busy for the past few days, my head is all over the place, seeing you at school just got me overthinking and worried that i ended up saying things about you that’s not true at all. i love you so much, hun. you’re the best thing to happen to me. you don’t have to forgive me now, i understand if you want some space.”

it was silent for some time after he finished his apology. the echoing silence was slowly making aizawa worried that you’ll leave him, but he won’t tell you that. thinking that you wanted space, he lifted his shaky hand off of your waist and moved to get off of the bed when you suddenly grabbed onto his hand to keep him there.

“i...i told you the day before that i was going to be visiting you during lunch time. did you not remember? or even hear me tell you?”

aizawa situated himself back down onto the bed before replying. “if i’m being honest, i don’t really remember much of that day at all. my brain was occupied with work and rest, so i was practically drained by the end of the night. i’m sorry i took it out on you, it’s my fault for overworking when i know you’ve been trying to help.”

letting out a soft sigh, you turned your body back towards him. still holding onto his hand, you carefully slotted your fingers in between his and pulled him down to lay with you. he immediately found comfort in this and placed his head into your neck. you could feel his facial hair against your skin making you let out a quiet giggle.

“i love you. i know you have a habit to overwork since that’s all you did before we dated, but please shou, take care of yourself. im not talking physically, cuz you’re already so damn fine, but mentally. i hate seeing you bury yourself in work and training that it even makes me tired just watching you.”

he grumbled something against your neck - his usual reaction to you complimenting him - and held onto you tighter while putting light kisses on your collarbone.

“i know. i will. please bear with me, i know i’m a pain but i’ll always try to be my best for you. i’m never letting you go, love you too much for that.”

“hmm? who said i’m going? you’re stuck with me forever just so you know,” you laughed and patted his head before rising from the bed.

“i heard you heating up the food earlier. get up and come eat,” you tugged aizawa to get him off the bed.

he grumbled once again because he was being forced to leave the warm comfort of your shared bed, but followed you out anyway holding onto your hand.

“wait. you heard me entering? so you were pretending to sleep when i got here?! not funny, babe. not funny. -also don’t take sleep for granted. i did and look where that got me. stop laughing!”

bonus:

it was the next day and aizawa just finished passing out the grades he rushed grading yesterday. even though it was rushed, he was confident that there wasn’t any mistakes-

“aizawa sensei, you marked this question wrong when it’s right. this one too. and this other one on the last page. are you trying to fail me?!” denki dramatically wailed as he showed aizawa his papers.

guess he did make mistakes after all.