#mayhaps he does not plan on confessing his love but then hes like why did i do this if im not gonna do that

[oceanwithouthermoon]

kuboyasu purposefully stalling and having saiki wait to walk home from ramen after school so they can walk home at sunset together

[tameila]

if the story's over, why am i still writing pages.... i am 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

Ah, this is an AU that is very near and dear to my heart. It's a high school Pikelan AU based off of this prompt that I answered.

The main premise is that, at the end of junior year, right before summer break, Scanlan wrote a letter of confession to Pike. She did not have the time before he left all summer to answer him, but, honestly? She doesn't know if she would have had an answer even if she'd had all the time in the world.

Now, it's senior year, and Pike is taking a creative writing elective...inspired by a certain letter, mayhaps? and Scanlan is in her class. She keeps trying to confess to him via poem. Scanlan keeps thinking that she's asking him to proofread up until he wrongly assumes that she's writing them for someone else.

It's a whole thing.

Can she properly convey her feelings before high school is over? If she confesses, will it even matter as her and all her friends drift in different directions? Why does anything have to change? Pike doesn't want anything to change.

....It is absolutely on the same level of TSAR in the sense that I'm like,"hehe teehee here's a cute lil teenaged romp" and then once I've lulled you into a false sense of security...WA-BAM!!! The grief of growing up, of "leaving" childhood behind, of loving people so much that you may inevitably lose to distance and time. It won't be your fault. It won't be theirs. That's just life. Why does anything have to change? How do you hold on when there's no way to stop it?

As I mentioned, it's a WIP that I cradle very fondly and that I have mostly plotted out in bullet points.

Here's some scenes:

SCENE FIVE (Homecoming week, mid-October)

In middle school, the girls always went as a group to dances. Then, freshman year, Vex started dating and, since then, has never gone to a dance without a date. Pike would have been happy to just go with Keyleth as a dynamic duo, but Vax asked her. As friends. Though there was a whole drama when apparently he hadn’t wanted to go as friends and Keyleth started dating Kash two weeks after Homecoming. But - That’s a whole other thing. With Vex and Keyleth all dated up, Pike agreed to go as friends with Scanlan when he asked.

Some details about her ridiculous hair she got done and the dress she bought

A sense of childhood being “lost”/”left behind” as they ditched the sleepover and girl’s day that Homecoming used to be

Since then, she’s always gone to any dance with Scanlan as friends. It’s an unspoken agreement. Grog tagging along with them if he’s not currently hooking up with someone.

Pike figured this year would be no different.

A naive thought, in retrospect.

In years before, he’s always asked. Even though they're only going as friends, Scanlan loves the theatrics and planning of The Asking. Still, it's an unspoken thing. Pike assumes he’s just been busy.

The girls went dress shopping over the weekend and Pike sends a picture of her dress to Scanlan. He answers in his usual poetic manner. Pike replies back something about what color bowtie/tie she thinks would look best and Scanlan comes back with: “Oh. We’re going together?”

It’s a whole back and forth.

“You don’t want to go?” “I think there’s somebody else you need to ask.” He sends a few more encouraging texts. Pike throws her phone aside, curls up in bed, and has a good ol’ fashion cry about it. Boys are dumb.

[POEM FIFTEEN]

SCENE SIX (night of Homecoming)

Pike does not ask anyone, and no one asks her. An unsurprising fact. Despite the fact that Scanlan and her have always made it clear that they’re only friends, the rumor mill will say what it pleases. She’s lost out on a couple dates because of it. Like, when she had a crush on that girl in her sophomore year, the one with the colored skinny jeans and colored highlights, who later admitted (long after Pike’s crush had gone) that she’d wanted to ask Pike to the dance but thought she was with Scanlan.

She almost doesn’t want to go anymore, figures she can save the dress for something else, but! Scanlan says he’ll be going, so she goes.

She dresses up, meeting with Keyleth and Vex at Vex’s house. She poses for pictures, alone. Stands awkwardly to the side of her friends as they dance with their dates. She constantly checks her phone. Eventually, she ends up on a stone bench at the front of the school, calling him.

Scanlan says that his mom wasn’t feeling well. He stayed home to take care of her and didn’t think anyone would miss him.

“I always miss you, Scanlan.”

A long, emotionally charged pause.

She says she’ll walk over. Scanlan says he’ll come get her. Pike sneaks out some food and gets into the car when Scanlan rolls up

Pike brushes his hair away from his eyes, taking in his haggard appearance. She asks him if he wants to go get some Dairy Queen sundaes - her treat. Scanlan shakes his head. His mom still needs him back at home. She understands.

Scanlan goes to pull away from the curb but stops one last time to tell her how beautiful she looks. Another pause. Pike almost begs him to just DRIVE, but after another second with no answer, he does on his own.

SCENE EIGHT (Friday before Scanlan’s show?, sleepover)

Keyleth’s house. A bit about Keyleth’s house and living situation.

Some dumb sleepover shenanigans

But also getting real talk. Talking about college. Percy’s guaranteed some full ride to somewhere and a spot in his family’s company. Vex plans to go there too. She dreams about leaving her father’s house and the big fluffy dog she’s gonna adopt when she does.

Keyleth remarks that her and Kash are breaking up. Probably. Differing priorities. She’s not sad, really.

Pike thinks about Scanlan. Even if she tells him how she feels, would they endure? It feels like everything’s moving and changing and they’re all gonna forget about each other.

As they lay there in the dark, quietening, Pike shudders a sob

Keyleth and Vex propose a cuddle pile

Pike doesn’t want them to move on

[dustofthedailylife]

give your moots a valentine's day ship?

First time receiving a shipping ask. Here we go 💕💪🏻 Sorry in advance if I didn't include someone. I did this on top of my head for the ones I could come up with something on the spot. 😭

If I forgot any of my moots and you want a pairing as well let me know!

@zhongrin & Zhongli I mean... who else would I ship you with? Let's be real. You and your husband will have the most comfortable valentine's day with home-cooked food by the man himself and lots of cuddles on the couch afterward.

@x-zho & Diluc It's time for the both of you to take a breather from your busy lives to spend some quality time together. Enjoy the heart-shaped chocolates and the bouquet from him! <3

@the-travelling-witch & Childe I imagine a romantic shopping date with him. Walking through the city hand in hand. He buys you candied apples and showers you with kisses and presents to the point where you actively need to tell him to stop.

@ainescribe & Zhongli Just the two of you spending some quality time together, reading books, and reminiscing about things while he runs his fingers through your hair.

@hiraya-rawr & Diluc I was this close to say Alhaitham... Imagine a romantic dinner date with just the two of you. Spending some quality time together. Mayhaps there is even a ring in his pocket, too. I wonder what that is for?

@silentmoths & Zhongli Ofc, it had to be you and the old man. It's just fate. I don't make the rules. You two get to spend a romantic Valentine's together. Exude some chaos energy while you're at it. We all know he secretly loves it.

@silkjade & Alhaitham How does a quiet afternoon at home with him sound? Just cuddling, sleeping on the sofa together, ordering takeout, and watching some movies (while he most likely reads something).

@anantaru & Heizou Who else could I ship the CEO of Heizou with if not the man himself? He definitely prepared a surprise for you. Whether it will be a surprise dinner date or something else? I can't tell you, I'm not one to spoil surprises, hehe.

@dawndelion-winery & Alhaitham You both are so hardcore in denial over your feelings for each other but somehow you both end up realizing your feelings and confess them on Valentine's Day. You love him. Don't even try to deny it. I know what you are... a dirty Alhaitham simp /aff.

@mixed-kester & Kaeya A romantic dinner date with the Cavalry Captain. What could be better than that? Nothing probably. You both just enjoy your evening and he'd definitely manage to make you flustered one way or another that evening.

@watatsumiis & Kaveh Look you two, you strike me as a power couple. Kaveh would definitely be the type of guy to gift you a painting he made himself. Just so you have something special you can remember him by.

@heiayen & Albedo Knowing how much you love him, I just had to. Klee said that you and Mr. Albedo will need to spend some time together on "Valentime's Day" since "time" is already in the name. And if Klee insists? There is no saying no to that! Time to start making plans.

@venexus & Diluc Do not ask me why, we don't know each other for that long yet but you just strike me as a Diluc person. You'd spend a cozy Valentine's Day with him in the comfort of your home with breakfast and cuddles in bed.

@ineshapanda & Albedo (idk whether this is the right blog to tag? Sry if not >.&lt;) Study date with Albedo before hanging out with him some more after you're done for the day. Nothing better than spending Valentine's Day in the comforting presence of someone you love.

[blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk]

Hello, God, it's me again ahhh! I think I may have another request for you after rereading the demon! weston boys request you did for me for the hundredth and tenth (mayhaps?) time >-< If it's okay, could I request demon! Doll, Beast, Bravat, and double Charles with a human s/o? They've been on my mind for a while now because not only do I love them to bits, but I would also love to read more of your content for them; after all, you do such a great job writing them!

-💙🌹

YESSSS PLEASE I love the demon AUs so much!! <3

thank you aaa you're so sweet~

She’s probably your stereotypical ‘femme fatale’ type of demon. Her image, of a pale beauty with ink-black hair, red lips, and dressed seductively with hellfire in her heels, is what most people picture when they think of a female demon. Not only is she the perfect image of one, she has the confidence to match. She never writes cheques with her mouth that her fists can’t cash, as they say.

Isolation has been her whole life, aside from a group of other demons who she meets up with regularly. They don’t live together, they’ve spread out for safety to cover more ground across England, so she’s lonely. Perhaps that’s why she’s taken up with a human? Others would tell her she’s too desperate for company that she’d take anything. In turn, she’d give them the whip for daring to question her S/O’s value as a person.

Talking to and manipulating animals is basically her demon power. So, well… if (Name) doesn’t already have pets, they’re probably going to. Unlike, say, Sebastian, her affection isn’t limited; she loves all animals. While she’s partial to the ones she can cuddle with, especially with her S/O present as well, she doesn’t hate any animal and is appalled by anyone who abuses any kind of animal. (Though, maybe insects are an exception. Pesky bee!) If her S/O has pets, she likes to spend her days talking to them and taking care of them. One has never truly lived until they’ve seen a scantily clad demon woman reclined on a sofa, baby-talking to her lover’s furry, feathery, or scaly friends.

She goes by Beast because that’s what other demons call her as a reference to her powers. But if (Name) manages to gently take down her walls enough to reveal her softer heart, they’ll get a quiet confession that she picked a ‘human’ name for herself. Most other demons think that’s silly. She thinks she can trust them with it, though. Her name will be very safe in their mouth. And it’s Mally. And if they start to call her that frequently, they’ll see her unravel in the best way.

This man is powerful enough on his own… and also incredibly lazy outside of serving his masters. While he does share their goals, he’s more like the executioner rather than judge or jury. He wouldn’t go out and do things to pursue those goals on his own, nor would he have ever thought them up on his own. He’s very dreamy, very head-in-the-clouds, and he does have some out-there ideas… but he needs motivation and fuel to create things. Else, he’ll simply lay around with his head in his S/O’s lap, playing with crystals and tarot cards all day.

… Has a bit of a fascination with blood? His own, and other people’s. Some of it might come from his masters’ influence and plans; some of it is just a curiosity. He’s especially interested in how other creatures’ blood differs from his own. Now, while he absolutely will not draw blood from his S/O, if they happen to be injured, he’ll be sure to lick at some of it as he patches them up. This has the potential to creep even other demons out — however, he views it as a form of bonding between himself and (Name). There’s nothing that makes one more close with another than literally consuming the other person’s blood, is there?

He comes across as quite fake to other demons, and indeed a lot of humans. The near-constant smile, the saccharine compliments, the unfailing friendliness to other people. (Name) sees it as genuine, and it is genuine, and their opinion is really all that Bravat cares about. Why care about anyone else’s? He’s not sharing his life with everyone else; he’s sharing it with his lover. It’s comical for them to watch at times, of course. He could have just been run through with a sword, and he’d just laugh and say, “Oh, dear! (Name), darling, could you take this out for me, please?”

Stargazing with his S/O is one of his favorite things to do when he isn’t being prodded at by his masters. This is one of the reasons he loves the human world. The stars. Despite being a demon, he can look up at that big sky, dotted with millions of little crystal-sparkling stars, and feel small. Powerless. He actually loves that feeling. It’s especially prominent because stargazing with his S/O, he can feel small and powerless… and immediately curl up in their lap to feel protected. It’s a strange and beautiful dichotomy that he can’t get enough of. Will they do that with him every night…?

Their yearning for a so-called ‘normal’ life is even stronger as a demon than it would be as a human. It’s like an aching in their bones that refuses to go away, and it hurts, so bad. Being among humans makes them feel so out of place, but… they want the life they see humans living. Marriage, children, friends, hobbies, games. It’s all so mundane and they couldn’t love it more. It’s probably why they decided to pursue a human S/O rather than another demon.

The most enthusiastic, full-of-life person (Name) has ever met, including other humans. Especially considering they’re a demon, though, they’re incredibly vivacious. They’re always going, always doing something. They wear their poor S/O out at balls, because they want to dance to every single song! They don’t require food or drink so if they don’t absolutely have to stop, they don’t want to. That said, they’ll take breaks if only to try food and alcohol. They just… adore dancing. It means they get to cozy up to their beloved for a long time, in public, and move in sync. They’re just existing with one another, so close; it’s like an odd healing to Freckles’ dark, broken little soul.

Candy!!! Fire and brimstone, sweets are this demon’s biggest weakness. Their S/O can bribe them to do something by setting wrapped sweets out in a trail to whatever activity or room or what-have-you that they’re trying to lure Freckles toward. Freckles will follow them happily, despite that they’ll probably be a bit irritated when they find out they’ve been tricked. They can’t stay too mad, really, considering that (Name) just shoves a lollipop in their mouth. Sugar keeps them strangely docile.

They can float in midair, at greater heights unassisted and for longer periods than many other demons. Several of England’s citizens may have reported someone who looked like a tightrope walker, except doing so in the sky. Oops. They’ll just have to be a bit more careful, particularly due to the fact that they’re physically frail. Whenever they tumble or even fight another demon, they end up with some scrapes that don’t heal as quickly. There’s a positive to that — they get endless kisses on their wounds from their S/O just by claiming it will make them feel better!

… One whole showboat demon, and he doesn’t even care. He’s just very careful about when and where exactly he lets loose. Fighting other demons for food or territory just comes naturally, so why should he wage war on his instincts? Those instincts are there for a reason, after all. He’s just find slashing his sword at another demon if he wants the soul they’ve cornered, or if they get a little too close to his S/O.

His possessiveness is maybe a little more intense than the average demon’s. For whatever reason, he doesn’t like anyone who seems to have the slightest bit of romantic intent around (Name). Whenever he’s somewhere he has to act like a human and blend in, that side of him doesn’t just vanish. He makes sure that everyone knows his S/O is spoken for. Anyone who doesn’t get the message or insists on approaching anyway will be straight-up challenged to a duel; he gives no fucks and pulls no punches. He’s also quite fond of calling his S/O ‘my human’. (There are many humans, but this one is his!)

He’s one of those demons who is scared right down to his core of angels. Sure, most angels leave demons alone if there’s no reason to get involved… what about the sadistic ones, though? It’s something he’s seen in person, an angel deciding to either obliterate a gathering of demons or systematically hunting down demons to kill. If an angel shows up, expect him to suddenly cower behind his S/O. Unless there are other demons around and he needs to protect his reputation, he can’t pretend he isn’t terrified. The white light they give off makes him sick. However, if an angel threatens (Name), Grey is very capable of wrangling his fear away so he can defend them. The power of love!

That stomach of his is still a bottomless pit even as a demon. The only trouble is, there are only so many souls to go around. He doesn’t want to be needlessly cruel, so he usually only targets criminals who were slated to die anyway, or people committing crimes who are unlikely to be brought to justice. He can’t just slaughter humans indiscriminately, both because of his own moral code and because it would attract attention. Being that he’s living with a human, permanently, he cannot attract that kind of attention. The good news is that if he manages to get his hands on a soul, he has a special power that will let him magnify the way it nourishes him. He can pretty much double the time it will sustain him… something to be grateful for when other demons in similar situations are often literally starving.

He’s really a much more quiet, submissive demon than his peers. At any rate, he’s not what many people imagine when they think of a demon. He isn’t keen on fighting unless he has to, he doesn’t hurl taunts and insults at the other party even when he does fight, and overall he’s just sort of… passive. If you put him in a room with white wallpaper, whilst he’s dressed in white, you probably would forget that he was there. That’s how he likes it; he views himself as an ambush predator. If he keeps a low profile, he’ll get everything he needs using his mind, without attracting any unnecessary (and likely negative) attention.

Prefers to simply sit with his S/O and sew, or do some kind of craft. He has a friend who is also a demon (cough Grey cough) who teases him mercilessly about his ‘boring life and unsatisfying hobbies’. Those things are things that Phipps just takes in stride, because to him, a boring life is a safe life, and his hobbies are actually quite fulfilling, thank you. Other people might not see the appeal in the life he wishes to live, but that’s fine. He isn’t living it for anyone aside from himself and his S/O. Anyone who thinks they can pass judgment on it or (Name) will quickly find out that a passive demon is still a demon.

Actually, he doesn’t mind if his S/O wants to dress him up and take him to balls. It’s amusing to watch the way humans interact with each other… so much goes on behind closed doors, doesn’t it? People who claim to be the best of friends will turn around and say horrible things about each other once one person’s back is turned. So-called loyal employees will silently plot the downfall of their superiors. Politics and intrigue is something that, while he wants it to stay far away from his own life, is something he very much likes to watch. All in all, a ball is just free entertainment — he gets to grab a glass of wine and take in a show.

Humans in general, and especially his S/O are… fascinating to him in general. It’s all the little things for him. Feeling the texture of their hair as he runs his hands through it or plays with it in some other way. Seeing the way their face flushes either bright red or with a more subtle shade of pink when he flusters them. Their body language, their voice that is uniquely theirs, the feel of their skin as he dances his fingers across it. His favorite things are when he lies next to them at night, wide awake as they sleep, and he holds them. He can rest his head on their chest and hear the lullaby their heartbeat creates, and feel the gentle puffs of warm air as they breathe. They’re so… wonderful. He feels so very lucky that he gets to be in their life.

[dreamilyjake]

pink silk | sim jake

pairing: jake x fem!reader

genre: almost! arranged marriage au (not really)

warning: quite suggestive

word count: 1.4k

(〃ﾟ3ﾟ〃) enjoy

♡

you stared at the silk slip dress laying on your bed. it was a beautiful shade of pink. it looks a bit short, but it's a stunning dress. you sighed. "i don't want to go to this dinner."

"honey, we've talked about this," your dad heaved.

"you're forcing me to go to dinner with someone i don't even know?" you scoffed and crossed your arms together. you can't believe your parents made dinner plans for you to meet with someone without your own knowledge. no, scratch that. it's not just dinner plans, they're marrying you off. what is this? you're being thrown into an arranged marriage life now?

"would you want to go if it's with someone you know?" riki, your brother cackled slightly, before your mom pinched his arm shutting him up. he rubbed his arm in pain. "riki, shut it!"

your dad pinched his nose bridge, exasperated "y/n, i'm doing this for your own good. i just want you to marry someone well off and a good man."

"i can't believe you're selling off your only daughter!"

you were fumed, though you sighed in defeat. there's nothing you can do but attend the dinner. you figured you might just go and run away if anything goes bad.

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as you arrived at the fancy restaurant, the waitress showed you the way to your table. you saw it was an empty table, thinking your dinner date was running late. tch, you couldn't believe you arrived earlier than whoever-might-show-up.

just as you boringly sat there waiting for your date, sipping your glass of champagne. rolling eyes at literally nothing. you hated this already. you sighed in annoyance, you wished you could go home already. why were you forced to be here? anyone with two eyes can see your grumpy mood.

that was until the corner of your eyes caught someone familiar. extremely familiar. you looked up as he walked near to your table. surprisingly, your frown slowly turned into a smile. a big smile at that.

"jake, it's you," sim jake. you weren't exactly the closest of friends, but you knew him through your mutual friend, park sunghoon, because they were best friends. sim jake and you never really talked that much. bumping with each other at times, you noticed the stares from the man when he didn't know you'd notice. the first time you met jake, you thought he was absolutely attractive. his nice-looking face, and his amazing personality that you only saw part of it. too bad, your talks with him never went past casual conversation and casual flirting. you were excited to see him.

sim jake, the handsome man, clad in a satin black dress shirt, matched with a black suit and pants. his visuals were astonishing. you couldn't really describe it in words of how handsome he was. his beauty just took your breath away. his hands were in his pockets, he looked absolutely stunning.

"you looked gorgeous, angel," he stood in front of you, complimented you with a little grin. he pulled his chair and sat across from you. your heart totally skipped a beat when you made eye contact as he looked at you. you were still smiling in excitement upon seeing him.

"i'd thought that you hated this dinner date."

"why would you say that?" you raised your eyebrow.

"seeing you from afar, you looked mad. but right now you seemed very pleased to see me. do you like me that much, y/n?" he teased and laughed that sounded like the music to your heart. you reddened with his teasing.

"oh, get over yourself." you rolled your eyes but said it with a huge smile on your face.

"do you like it that i'm here?" he smiled, placing his fingers onto his lips.

you scoffed, changing the topic, "don't you think it's a little rude to let the girl wait?"

he turned his head slightly, frowned a little, "well, i don't want to wait here and then find out i got ditched if my date decided to run away."

"now, who would ever ditch you?" you wouldn't ever confess you had planned to run off earlier. that was before you knew it was him. but, come on. it's sim jake. that's one hell of a dumb person could be to ditch him. would you run off if it was someone else? mayhaps.

he laughed again, "and i have ordered our appetizer. you know, because i was actually here first."

then the appetizer came in, the waiter later took your main course and dessert orders. your meal was served and both of you enjoyed your fine cuisine.

"so, angel, what do you think?" he started, wiping his mouth with a napkin.

"i wouldn't actually eat if it wasn't you tonight," you said truthfully, scooping in your delightful dessert.

"careful angel. you're really gonna make me think that you like me." he chuckled and you could've sworn you saw a slight red tint appearing on his cheeks.

"and i'm actually talking about you having to marry me." and then it just dawned on you. this dinner date was a date to meet the man that your dad wanted to marry you off. you barely processed, marrying this fine man? oh god.

"hmm, do you want to marry me?" you turned the question to him, then resting your cheek on your palm against the table.

you saw he bit his lips, "this isn't really an enemies-to-lovers trope, sweetheart."

"then what trope is it?" you asked innocently, batting your eyelashes.

"anything you want, angel."

"oh and maybe, just maybe. when tonight ends, you might just end up on my bed, princess." he said again with a flirty smile on his face.

you gasped in feign innocence, "jake, what do you even mean? how dare you initiating pre-marital s*x on our dinner night?"

"with how fucking stunning you look in that dress? you really think i'm gonna have the patience to wait until we get married?"

when he knew park sunghoon has a girl friend, he was dying to see you and meet you. sunghoon always had these stories of a certain girl that he never knew of. when he finally saw you, it was super easy to develop a crush on you, jake thinks. you were the most beautiful person his eyes has ever laid on. the way you carry yourself with grace, the way you talk. it was just in a blink of an eye that he realised he was attracted to you.

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true to his word. this fine piece of man does not have the patience to wait. when you were both done with your lovely cuisine, he was delighted to offer to bring you home. though, he did not drive you home and rather drove straight to his own apartment after asking you if it was okay to go to his place.

upon arriving at his penthouse, you were roughly pushed against the wall. "i'm sorry, angel, i just want to kiss you so bad. it's all i can think about," with his arm beside your head, he said the words just barely above whisper that sent shivers down your spine.

you bit your lips, "then kiss me jake." with that approval he attacked your lips with his delicious plump lips. you shut your eyes, feeling his warm and soft lips against yours. he smells fucking amazing with his signature cologne. you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. he kissed you fervently, deepening the kiss like he couldn't get enough of you. he was kissing you like his life depended on it. nose grazed each other, as he tilted his head to kiss you more. when you feel his hands start lazily roaming your body, you gasp. it gave him the access to taste the cavern of your mouth, tasting your warmth. it was also warmth that blossomed in your chest. your heart pounded quicker in your chest, and your knees got weaker. you could only focus on how soft he felt against your mouth, it was only in a slip seconds that you're already addicted to how he made you feel. when he pulled out from the kiss, you were both panting heavily, gasping for air.

he draped his arms around your frame to pull you closer to his body. "we're in for a long night, angel."

[lorelexi]

hi !! I fucking adore your writing style and your work!! hope you're having a great week, and that you're drinking plenty of water and stretching regularly!

can I request tamaki, shinsou, hawks and bakugo (and if you can,, sneak in a lil Todoroki or Deku or Kiri or Mirio 👉👈 completely up to you though !! Don't want to overwhelm you !!) having a massive crush on a fem s/o who is popular with guys and especially girls because she sings and plays guitar and has short hair ?? Think Sailor Uranus in terms of looks— but she is completely oblivious about her appeal

bonus if she is a flirt w/o realizing it, she's just trying to be nice and concerned why you're so red, are you sick, here let me check your temperature 🖤

A/N: vibes!!! I f with this idea, thank you so much for requesting!! I’m really glad that you like my writing style! I’ll do my best to drink all my water and stretch I promise!

I decided to go with some headcanons for this idea since it would allow me to write a bit more!

I’m also not writing for any of the pro heroes atm but fret not, I threw in a few other boys to compensate. I hope you enjoy, my love!

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Bakugou

• this dude,,, was really not expecting to fall for you

• but here he is anyways whoops

• he doesn’t actually even realize how popular you are at first 

• not until one day when he’s walking around the campus after school and sees a big group of girls and he’s like,, the fuck???

• then he thinks he hears your name and he’s even more “????”

• won’t admit that he was being nosy but he totally was when he conveniently started walking in that direction even though that wasn't where he was originally planning to go but whatever

• so he sees you in the middle of the crowd holding a guitar and he’s like :0

• you start to sing and this dude thinks he might combust i swear his ears are so red and he zooms out of there before you can notice him and bring it up

• fr tho he did NOT realize how popular you were

• first with all the girls and then after that he started to become more aware of all the boys you were attracting like hello??

• he gets kind of sick of it eventually, esp when you're hanging out with him and people keep interrupting to talk to you

• in this case, he will simply have to ask you out 

• it's the only way😘

Shinsou

•my dudeeeee

• he knows that you’re wanted

• it makes him want you more 😈

• fr tho he sees why everyone likes you and he’s not shy about talking about it

• 100% does it on purpose and will be like ���heyyyyy y/n, you should play a song for us.”

• you’re still oblivious though, so you’re like okay!!🤩

•*a crowd immediately flocks toward you*

• you guys both out here flirting with each other all day long

• you may not realize what you yourself are doing or even processing exactly what shinsou mans by the words coming out of his mouth

• but shinsou does

• needless to say, after some time shinsou kind of breaks and confesses and youre like ??

• “y/n I’ve been shamelessly flirting with you for months now”

• “ I thought you were just being nice?”

• he really can’t even be upset about it

• especially not after you tell him you like him back

• boy is screaming inside

Amajiki

• he's definitely one of the boys who gets all curious and tries to see you but then gets pushed out of the way by some other guys >:(

• excuse me!!! There is a baby here !!watch where u are going!!😠

• you end up seeing him in the crowd all squished and looking uncomfortable so you get up from your seat, your guitar slung around to the side and reach out to him

• there is not one person in that 20 ft radius who wasn't jealous of tamaki in that moment

• he legit gets SO red

•  you're worried it was from being in the crowd and you start to dote over him which makes him even MORE red and well

• you may have to be the one to confess this time around bc it’ll probs be a long time before tamaki can muster up the courage to do it himself

• you confess honestly thinking you’re gonna rejected (which like even if you did,, girl you have so many people lined up who would be 110% willing to take you out) but then tamaki says he feels the same🥺

• you're like “you do??”

• as if this boy doesn't get flustered at even just the sight of you fhfdhfj

• the power you hold

• he nods a lil, playing with his fingers and you just smile real big and ask if you can give him a hug and just-

• agh my heart can’t handle the cuteness!

Midoriya

• the most flustered of them all! 🥰

• we all know this boy has his heart focused on becoming a hero but he just can't help falling for you!!

• you’re just so kind and likeable, and so so so pretty and he just loves your short hair so much fhfabfdhjh

• will physically and mentally malfunction around you

• he knows how popular you are and how much attention you attract from everyone so he always is making sure that he’s never making you uncomfortable or being too overbearing when he wants to hang out with you

• you appreciate it a lot but since you don’t realize that he has a big fat crush on you’re always really lively and willing to hang out with him and it flusters him so much

• you two are probably hanging out one day and you play him a song on your guitar while you rest your head on his shoulder and he’s melting,,, his face is so red

• you look up and ask if he’s okay and he does that lil thing where he waves his hands around and over his head trying to assure you that he’s fine without giving himself away

• your obliviousness to his feelings are a blessing and a curse

• poor boy😪

• it’s ok tho bc when yall finally sort that out you're the cutest couple and deku definitely gets a rush of pride knowing he’s dating a goddess who everyone adores😌

Kirishima

• this boy!!

• he thinks it’s so cool how much everyone likes you and he loves to hear you sing and play guitar🥺

• literally has zero shame he will compliment you all the time

• even though he has a big crush on you but he doesn’t do it in a way that is overly flirtatious or in a way that would make you uncomfortable!

• making someone uncomfortable just isn’t manly, yknow!?

• you definitely turn all of his compliments around on him

• not in a mean way! Just like in a  “no you❤“ kind of way

• bc you also like Kiri and you don’t really see how someone as great as him can just compliment you so easily so you always make sure to return the favor because you’re nice like that😌

• jokes on kiri though because while he sounds endearing when he compliments you, you unknowingly just sound so flirty and this boy has to try so hard to suppress the blush that’s rising up the back of his neck

• omg omg one day you offer to teach him a few guitar chords and it’s so cute!!!

• “ah no hehe, it’s like this Kiri!” you say as you move his fingers to strum the right guitar strings

• Kirishima rubs the back of his neck with his hand “ah I just can’t seem to get it right, you’re just way too good at this!”

• 10/10 very sweet

• mayhaps you confess with a song 👉👈

• and while it’s so cheesy I think that Kirishima would actually really like that hehe

• you end up dating and everyone is very jealous of kiri but yall are too cute so really how mad can they be

[toorusquill]

if you have some spare time, could you mayhaps do some hcs for kuroo, akaashi, and iwaizumi where they do the pocky game w/ their crush bcause their bsf begged them to? like the bsf knows that they both have feelings for each other so it’s their way of getting them together? 🥺👉👈 only if you have spare time though. anyways, sending lotsa luv, have a good day! x

kuroo, akaashi, and iwaizumi playing the pocky game with their crush

summary: your best friend pushes you and your crush a little too close.

pairing: kuroo tetsurou x gn!reader, akaashi keiji! x gn!reader, iwaizumi hajime x gn!reader

genre(s): fluff!

warnings: minimal swearing.

a/n: ty for being the my first akaashi request !!! have a good day as well. kuroo’s is a little different? they don’t explicitly play the pocky game, but kuroo still does something cute. ---

kuroo

-it happens at a party.

-you come with your best friend, but when she starts to get you to play truth or dare with your other friends, you just completely blast off to a remote corner just outside the house.

-you knew what she was up to. she was either going to dare you to tell kuroo about your little crush, or force it out of you with a truth card.

-you didn’t know why she was so insistent on getting you to confess, but nonetheless you didn’t want to find out.

-(she’s insistent because she KNOWS kuroo is literally in love with you too, but you guys aren’t ready for that conversation yet smh)

-you’re a lil lost in your thoughts, but someone interrupts your thinking. 

-”you alright here all alone, y/n?”

-you turn around and see kuroo jus standing there, and you’re kinda confused because he’s the dude who’s usually all out in the parties.

-”oh, hey kuroo. i’m fine, just avoiding.. the party games i guess.”

-”ah, truth or dare? same. your best friend… scares me a little. i went out here to avoid getting roped into a dare.”

-you’re a little panicked, and curious if your best friend said anything about your situation with him, so you ask-”what was the dare?”

-kuroo loses his composure, blushing and turning his head away from you.

-”i don’t want to say.”

-you’re not satisfied with that answer at all!!! you continuously poke at him to get him to tell you, and in an outburst he confesses that the dare was to play the pocky game with you.

-you’re kind of floored. and a little hurt? you try to play it off with a laugh, but it sounds a little forced.

-”ah i see. do- do you really want to avoid kissing me that bad, kuroo? that’s a little mean, don’t you think?”

-he’s perceptive to the change of mood around you, and he’s fumbling around his words to give you an explanation, but you’re already bidding him a goodbye, saying you’re heading back to your best friend’s side.

-”y/n, wait. wait! i didn’t want to take the dare because if i kiss you i’ll want to be with you even more.”

-oh that stops you right in your tracks, and you’re just like, “you want to be with me?? do you like me too? really?”

-and kuroo just confesses to you there. he tells you how he’s had feelings for you for a while, and you’re just really soft and you guys are kinda just love-struck fools standing in the moonlight professing your love for each other

-and it all would’ve been very sweet if your best friend didn’t come barreling in, looking at the two of you with knowing eyes, and says in exasperation, “this is not what i quite expected, but at least you guys know about each other now.”

-your best friend ends her comment with an “i told you so!!” directed at the two of you.

-when she goes away, kuroo looks back at you, having regained all his confidence knowing that you like him back, and gives you a proposal.

-”what do you say we play the pocky game, just to thank your best friend for getting us together?”

-say yes, he’s a good kisser. akaashi

-you’re goofing around at lunch, surrounded by some of your friends, and you spot akaashi by the corner of your eye.

-he sees you too, so he gives a small wave, and he smiles a little at you, before heading to his table with bokuto.

-your exchange with the setter did not go unnoticed by your friends. they poke fun at you, teasing you for your little “infatuation” with him, and you’re just… taking it because akaashi just smiled at you and you can’t really react because he’s just so pretty

-little did you know that akaashi was in the same predicament as well. he was freaking out on the inside about how “forward” he was with the wave (it isn’t very forward, but he’s shy), and also how cute you looked when you were laughing with your friends??

-your best friend has had ENOUGH. they keep glancing between you and akaashi, wondering how to get you two to tell each other how you feel.

-they look down at the snack in their hands, and a devilish grin pops up on their face. your best friend saunters over to akaashi’s table, unnoticed by the rest of your friends and you.

-they confront akaashi with the pocky.

-”akaashi-san, you and i both know that if you don’t confess to y/n, the two of you WILL combust into flames.”

-akaashi has no time to deny anything!! because bokuto and your best friend are already pushing him to your table.

-so here he is, standing in front of you holding a pocky stick out, and you’re completely flabbergasted. you shoot a glare to your best friend before turning to akaashi to say,

-”hey, kashi, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.. just ignore what my friend says.”

-and akaashi’s just a little ?? sad because he thinks that you don’t like him back but he decides to be blunt about it and he’s just like

-”i want to do it, because i like you. but i’d rather kiss you on your own terms.”

-everyone screams because no one expected he would be that forward, and they push you to accept his confession

-you didn’t need to be told twice. you take the stick from his hands and place between the gaps of your lips. you place your hands gently on akaashi’s face, your words a little mumble because of the snack in your mouth.

-”you can still back out, akaashi.”

-he’s completely flushed, but he murmurs back in a soft tone, ”i want this, y/n”

-you guys play the game, biting the stick down hesitantly, but when your lips finally meet, there’s no hesitation at all

-your kiss with him was brief, but still so full of adoration. he’s so gentle, and when you pull away, he’s looking at you all soft and asks you out under his breath. iwaizumi

-if you think that oikawa has nothing to do with you and iwaizumi playing the pocky game, you’d be mistaken.

-oikawa’s so pushy about it, and coupled with your best friend’s evil tactics, you and iwaizumi get roped into a very weird situation.

-you and iwaizumi are just chatting, nothing special. you guys have become accustomed to each other, and despite the fact that you like each other without the other knowing, you two play it off really well.

-but oikawa and your best friend are frustrated. they see the two of you talking, and are like?? why won’t they confess already??

-so they kind of devise a plan.

-your best friend tells oikawa to approach you with the venture of playing the pocky game with him to ward off his fans, and oikawa agrees to do it during practice later, where he knows that you and iwaizumi will be together again.

-later, you step into the gym, looking for iwaizumi and oikawa just appears in front of you, holding a box of pocky in his hands.

-”y/n-chan, you HAVE to play the pocky game with me!! please, you’re the only girl i can trust, and i think iwa-chan will kill me if my fangirls come and disturb practice again!!”

-jokes on him though, because iwaizumi is more likely to kill him for using you to fend off his fangirls.

-and he does. iwaizumi spikes a ball straight to oikawa’s head. and he’s lecturing him about not being able to respect you and your wishes.

-”you asshole, you don’t force people to kiss you through a game.”

-and oikawa forgets about the pain he feels temporarily, and he tells iwa really cheekily, ”then you play it! i think y/n-chan will be more than happy to oblige if it’s you she’s kissing.”

-you’re embarrassed, iwa’s embarrassed, and you guys fumble over your words until your best friend interrupts and just tells you to do it before they make you.

-”the two of you already fricking like each other, just do it to make everyone happy.”

-he does, with your permission. he confesses to you quickly, telling you that he’s liked you for a while and you do the same

-it’s a short and sweet confession, and when you guys play the pocky game, iwaizumi’s still really unsure of himself, asking you if you really want to do it.

-when you kiss him though, all his doubts go away. he’s over the moon that you like him back, and will most likely ask you to a date right there and then.

[en-worlds]

anything for my valentine!

➵ heeseung x gender neutral reader

➵ established relationship, amusement park date

➵ 1135 words, lowercase intended, i think there’s a swear word there somewhere

➵ warnings: none that i could think of!

➵ first member for my valentine’s with enhypen series

➵ a/n: this is my first attempt at getting back into writing and also my first attempt at an enhypen imagine

something was burning. you woke up and immediately rushed to the kitchen where you see heeseung looking defeated in front of what looks like a deflated attempt for a souffle pancake. “hee, what happened?”

at the sound of your half-awake voice, heeseung looks up at you and forces a smile. “i mayhaps tried to make those fluffy pancakes you’ve been craving but completely forgot to put water to steam it,” he scratches his head and laughs at his own situation.

hugging the boy, you look at him and reassure him it’s okay, “let’s just have ramyeon. we might get caught in traffic if we don’t leave soon.”

it was valentine’s day, and heeseung has been planning to take you to this amusement park. call it cheesy, but any day spent with heeseung is worth the cheesiness.

“ramyeon usually makes me happy, but why do i feel sad that ramyeon is the first thing i’m feeding you for valentine’s?” heeseung says as he waits for you to finish your bowl. “ah whatever! we have the rest of the day to make up for it.”

➵

excitedly, you and heeseung prepare for your date. wearing your comfortable but matching clothes, both of you head out to the amusement park. normally, you’d both be conscious of pda - but because it’s valentine’s, you give yourself an excuse to wrap your arm around heeseung’s arm and lean into him as you ride the bus.

heeseung would be flustered, but he can’t hold his smile as he draws circles on your thumb. you nearly fall asleep, but heeseung calmly wakes you up before your stop. “we’re here!”

to say that heeseung was feeling hyper was an understatement; he wanted to go on every single ride with you. probably even put a brave act as you were lining up for the rollercoaster. he would constantly shrug his shoulders and cheer himself on, with you laughing by his side and holding his hand tighter to comfort him.

to be frank, you were also afraid of the ride, but seeing your man with the same level of terror as you made you feel at ease. it was endearing really, how heeseung’s eyes would look scared as you near the queue but when he looks at you, they turn into beautiful crescents.

yelling your lungs out, heeseung grabs your hand tightly as you go through the ride. you look over to your boyfriend to see a side of him you’ve never seen before: scared shitless. you were laughing too much you forgot how scared you were too. once heeseung opens his eyes and sees you smile, he laughs at his silliness as well.

“that wasn’t scary at all,” heeseung convinces absolutely no one as you both calm down from the rollercoaster. “okay, mr. please-dont-let-go-of-my-hand. sure it wasn’t scary!”

heading towards the snack corner, heeseung offers to pay for the meal to which you counter by paying for both of your drinks. “you’ve got some whipped cream of your lips,” heeseung says as he wipes off the side of your lips. taken aback, your cheeks blushed a bright red shade in an instant. as if you couldn’t get even more flustered, he quickly pecks your lips. then you realized, “heeseung, we ordered a slushie. there’s no whipped cream on there.”

“maybe i just wanted to give you a kiss,” he laughs to himself. “dork,” you chuckle. “okay but i’m your dork,” he says and playfully blows a kiss.

after your meals, heeseung was on a sugar rush. which meant he was determined to win you a stuffed toy on the games. almost losing a lot of money trying out all the games, you tried to calm your boyfriend. “hee, come on you can buy a brand new stuffed toy somewhere else with how much money you’ve spent.”

of course, this only fueled heeseung’s competitive attitude more. “one more, y/n! one last game. we haven’t tried this one!” he points towards the shooting game. all he needs to do is knock all three pyramids down. with no time to object, he plays the game and thinks to himself that he can’t embarrass himself. he really wants to impress you, and did i already mention his competitiveness?

like a cliche, he gets his redemption arc and wins the game. he turns to you and exclaims in joy, letting you pick whatever you wanted from the booth. you pick a deer stuffed toy and tell your boyfriend, “it looks just like you!”

the sun was already setting, so you both head towards the carousel agreeing it would be the last stop before you head home. heeseung whips out his phone and takes a bunch of photos of you. he already have half of his storage filled with your photos, but it wouldn’t hurt him to take more of them. he loves looking at them for whenever you’re apart, or just when he thinks of you (which happens a lot).

“you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, honestly.” heeseung’s sudden confession makes your heart flutter. the carousel slowed down, and heeseung helps you get off of your horse.

you both head towards a bench, where a view of the beautiful firework show was right in front of you. there were many other people around looking at the same view. but for you, it was only you and heeseung under the beautifully lit skies.

it was a comfortable silence, with both of you stealing glances to each other and laughing once you catch each other’s eyes. heeseung’s eyes were so beautiful, you felt like you could get lost in them.

➵

“I really had fun today,” you say as you were walking home. “i’m glad you did.” still holding your hand, he notices you were struggling a bit carrying the stuffed toy around, “you must be tired?”

“yeah. why did i choose to wear platforms when i knew we were going to an amusement park?” your pace was getting slower, and heeseung quickly noticed.

“i could carry you.” he stops walking and faces you, really serious on his offer.

“we’re almost there. i can handle it.”

“i will carry you. please let me carry you.” at this point, “no” wasn’t even an option. not to those bambi doe eyes of him.

“are you sure? the apartment complex is literally just a street away.”

“exactly. and besides, i’d do anything for you! anything for my valentine.” he was already kneeling in front of you, his back looking stable as ever.

you hop onto his back and could feel his heartbeat against yours.

“thank you for today. i don’t think i’ll ever forget this day,” you say as the two of you continue heading home.

“let’s celebrate more valentine’s together, alright?”

“sure! let’s have more valentine’s, birthdays and anniversaries together.”

“promise?”

“promise.”

[kookiebunnii]

d4u || fix his broken heart

mar. 2018. i realized today that i can’t always make jungkook happy. he has his own struggles too, and perhaps as a friend i can only ever stay beside him when he’s heartbroken. yet, i’m unsatisfied with that realization. i wish i could do more for him. 

pairing: bestfriend!jungkook x reader

genre: angst

word count: 1.7k

warnings: mayhaps you use a bad word  👀

The first time you realized you loved him was also the first time you ever saw him cry.

Jungkook liked to be your resident tough guy. He always forced you to watch horror movies with him late at night simply because he liked remaining unperturbed as you shook in terror, him laughing whenever you covered your eyes in anticipation for the jumpscare as soon as the music cuts out. You knew well enough after years of this torture that dolls, children, and cheap housing signaled big demon energy. However, despite sitting through more horror flicks than the average person, you still keep your lamp light on for a good three nights afterwards—just in case. Jungkook loved teasing you with this information, but you were more concerned about the possibility that your best friend-turned-roommate was a demon himself. How else would he be able to watch nightmarish Annabelle movies without even flinching?

As hard-working and aspiring as he is, he also never breaks down when he misses a goal he’s set for himself. You’ve seen him shattered for underperforming in a class he was confident in, angry for not winning an important game on the university’s competitive e-sports team, and even depressed for a whole week after the audio file for one of his song covers vanished.

Not once did he shed tears.

Imagine your surprise then, when you find him sitting on the couch one afternoon with red-rimmed eyes and two empty beer cans on the table.

You don’t say anything at first. Gritting your teeth in anticipation of the unknown, you head into your room as if it were a regular day, hanging your tote bag on a hook near the door. Robotically, you wash your hands and tie up your hair in the bathroom. When you finish, you head back out to the living room again to confront him.

When you pick up the half-empty can hanging lifelessly in his hand, he doesn’t even look at you. Even when you chug down the remaining drink and chuck it in the recycling bin, he doesn’t acknowledge you. It’s only when you sit by his side, leaning your head against his shoulder to join him in staring at the wall, do the first words fall from his lips.

“Aren’t you going to ask me what happened?”

You press your tongue to the roof of your mouth, considering the light taste of beer that lingers there. Beer wasn’t your thing, but you had to stop him from drinking so much.

“No. You’ll tell me when you’re ready,” you admit, pressing your cheek deeper into his oddly comfortable shoulder-- a given due to how diligently he works out recently. You can’t remember the last time you were this close to him, with the smell of his detergent so tantalizingly perceptible. It’s familiar in the way that you recognize it immediately as him, but foreign in that it’s rarely this upfront against your senses. He’s radiantly warm, but his frame is shaking as he tries to hold in his cold sadness.

With a shaky breath, he fiddles with the zipper of his windbreaker for a few seconds before choking, “Yuna’s been cheating on me.”

Eyes wide, the words catch in your throat. It almost feels as if your heart has fallen to the pit of your stomach at his confession. Cycling through confusion, anger, and hurt, all you can do is swallow thickly to counter the tightness growing in your throat. You wanted to cry, yet you felt selfish for wanting to do so. The pain you felt probably paled in comparison to what Jungkook’s experiencing. You knew that she was his first love, and when the kid loved he loved.  

A cold laugh expels out of your mouth in response to the absurdity of it all, and suddenly everything made sense. Of course the only way such a happy-go-lucky boy can be reduced to a tearful shell of himself is from the inside—from someone he trusted who ruined him. You think you hate Yuna, but you hate yourself more for being unable to do anything for him.

“Guk, that’s her fucking loss then.”

The words fall from your lips, heavy and full of spite. They taste bitter, and suddenly you wish you hadn’t finished that beer. Everything felt so wrong, the boy who deserved the world had his heart trampled on and you were stuck as the girl who couldn’t mend it for him. When he finally lets the dam break and begins crying again, the small sobs that wrack his chest almost splinter you in two. He tries to hide his face from you, and you instinctively reach out towards him. You hold him around his waist as he cries, your face buried in his left shoulder. Unwilling to speak further, you do the only thing you know how to. You wait for him.

It’s late in the evening when Jungkook finally talks to you again. He seems exhausted, his cheek pressing against the top of your head in defeat. With your chin perched on his shoulder, you bite your lip in contemplation. Plans form in your head, but you don’t ask for Jungkook’s input on them. You needed Yuna to know how disgustingly vile she was for choosing this avenue instead of simply ending things with him, because you were sure as hell Jungkook didn’t make it clear for her.

“Y/N?” his soft inquiry breaks you out of your thoughts.

Doing a little drumroll on his thigh with your pointer fingers, you hum in response, “Yeah?”

“Do you think she loved me?”

The question catches you off-guard. Yuna had been his first girlfriend, and he spent a lot more time away from the apartment after meeting her. You still saw him frequently enough, and from your experiences with her she genuinely appeared to enjoy Jungkook’s company. She did occasionally give him a hard time for living with you, but other than that the two of you respected the other as important figures of Jungkook’s life.

“She did. She loved you,” you admitted. Perhaps her love paled in comparison to the natural, compassionate affection he gave her, but you knew well-enough that anyone could tell the two had shared a mutual affinity for the other. You wonder if your answer was the one he wanted.

He seems to mull over this idea, his fingers wearing at a loose thread on the rips of his jeans. As he does this, you brush some of his hair away from his forehead. A few strands were stuck to his forehead dejectedly. His eyes are puffy with the amount of crying he’d done today and it takes you an extraordinary amount of willpower not to find Yuna and give her a piece of your mind then and there.

“I’m not okay,” he admits, and you can’t help but lift up his face to look at you directly.

“You don’t have to be.”

That night, he doesn’t want to sleep alone. He tugs at your wrist with an unspoken question and you knew you would stay with him until he could fall asleep. That was the type of relationship you held with him, knowing what the other needed before having to ask.

As you tuck him in bed, you turn off the lights except for a single desk lamp near his computer on the lowest brightness setting. You open the textbook for your Introduction to Marketing class and begin to read the latest chapter. Occasionally, you glance over at Jungkook to see how he’s faring. Thirty minutes pass and he’s still staring at the same spot on the ceiling.

“Can’t sleep?” you set your book down and ease off his gaming chair. Doing a few stretches as you approach the side of his bed, you plop down on the corner of the mattress and pinch his nose.

He grabs your hand off his nose and pulls you closer to him. Surprised but not uncomfortable, you let him guide your arm across his chest in an awkward half-hug. A dejected sigh comes from the poor boy, and you change your position to hold him better. You’re still laying atop his blankets, but you lie on your side and begin running your fingers through the locks of hair closest to you. He finally closes his eyes at your touch, and you wish you could smooth out the frowning corners of his lips.

Maybe the two of you were never actively aware of it, or even considered telling the other you loved them, but in that moment the words blossomed across your tongue. You wanted him to know that you loved him after all these years of watching him grow from a mischievous boy to a responsible man. You wanted him to know that it wasn’t his fault—that he couldn’t have done anything different to change the outcome. You wanted him to know that he deserved so much more than this.

You couldn’t say it though. Why couldn’t you say it?

In the midst of your thoughts, you fingers had stopped their ministrations in his hair. Jungkook takes note of this and turns to look you in the eyes. His cheeks are splotchy, the rims of his overworked eyes swollen from the abuse they’ve endured today. Even then, you couldn’t say those words.

“Thank you Y/N,” he gives you a smile he can barely muster, and you know he’s doing it to cheer you up.

You close your own eyes so you don’t have to look at his face any longer. It made you feel utterly useless and weak with swirling emotions you couldn’t pinpoint. It confused you and you hated feeling out of control.

If he kept caring for you, even while he suffered, you felt like you would say something…do something you shouldn’t.

You slip your hand under the blankets to grab his. When he gives your hand a squeeze, you know he believes that you’re doing this to comfort him. Instead, you know that you’re being selfish, holding onto him to ground yourself from doing something you couldn’t be responsible for.

Damn, you really are a fool.

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[sunarintoes]

Dear Whovever: [Kenma]

Synopsis: You and Kenma are both best friends and youtube gamers however you want to be more than just best friends so you decide to ‘man up’ one day and write a heart felt confession in a minecraft notebook before then putting it in Kenma’s personal chest.

WC: 3K

TW: slight swearing :)

[Episode one]

[recording in 3… 2… 1… start!] 

“Hey gamers, Kodzuken here with Tulip-but-make-it-yellow! I've done a few Minecraft videos with Tulip before, but thought I'll start a new series that will be posted every Monday.”

“It's called Minedays with Tulip and Kodzu”

“I- no, Tulip. I'm not sure what we’re gonna call it. But you guys will know- obviously since it's the title of this video.”

You whine and pout into the monitor, “Kodzu I think Minedays is a cute name.” 

Instead of replying Kenma rolls his eyes and hits you ingame. “Should we introduce the challenge and get it started?”

“Yeah that's a good idea!” 

“Well, it's about eleven am right now, we have until eleven pm to build a Minecraft house from a random topic,” he pauses and moves to the side to point to a sectioned spinwheel, “on this bad boy,” whacks the spinner, “we have eight different themes, in a sec I’ll spin it and whatever it lands on will be what we have to build.”

You let out a high pitched ‘hmm,’ “I feel bad for Kuroo and Hinata, they’re both going to have to edit twelve hours of footage down to 10 minutes!”

Kenma chuckles, “fifteen minutes actually.”

This time you roll your eyes. “Hurry up and spin it you fool! I want to get buildinggg” 

Smiling, Kenma moves back a bit and spins the wheel, after thirty seconds full of anticipation the wheel finally stops and its small arrow is pointing at- “Yes! Cottage core theme!” you yell out while Kenma groans. 

“Really? That's lame why couldn't we have ‘Lucifer’s Bedroom’?” 

You poke your tongue out to the monitor - which Kenma could see, after all, you are in a Discord call with him. “Don't be sad just because you're prancing in my turf…. Looooooser!”

Kenma playfully glares towards you, “You’re on! See you in twelve hours!”

Unfortunately, the difficulty of building a cottage core house in the woods - in survival mode, proved more difficult than planned. 

“We spawned in a desolate area huh? Barely any flowers!” you hear Kenma make a sound of agreement as you sink into your comfortable ‘gamer’ styled chair. 

“Don't tell me you've given up? Just because you can't find any flowers?” 

You scowl at his cocky tone however your mood does a one-eighty when you suddenly get a good idea. “Ok everyone! I know what I have to do! I'm going to restart in another place because this isn’t working!”

Kenma makes a sound of surprise, “you're restarting? It's been an hour already-”

“Yeah and we have, like... eleven more.” Kenma sighs in response, “better get a move on.”

For the most part, the two of you kept quiet - not wanting to let the other know how well you were doing. However one look at your phone only to see that your twitter has blown up, you decide to take a short break, after all it has been four hours of you sitting on your ass playing Minecraft. Once you open Twitter you're met with a barrage of tags and mentions - all of which screaming ‘KenYn’ and ‘Kodzutulip.’ You felt heat rise to your face, you - yes you, Ln Yn with the online alias Tulip-but-make-it-yellow, has a big, fat, humongous crush on your best friend and fellow youtuber - Kenma, aka Kodzuken aka the cutest guy in the world. To make it worse - or better, you couldn't really tell, was that many of your viewers shipped you with him - as did his viewers. 

You are of course, happy with this but you can’t help but wonder if Kenma feels the same way, does he feel weirded out by all this shipping content? Does he find it uncomfortable? Does he find it unsettling to be shipped with his in-real-life best friend?

“Hey Yn?” Kenma calls softly, “you've been looking at your phone for the past ten minutes and your face looks sad.”

You instantly look up to meet Kenma’s face and try to find the right words to say, “I… I’m just kinda tired and eventually got distracted!! Sorry Kenken!”

Kenma visibly cringes at the old nickname - the one you gave him in primary school, “if you say so… better get your head in the game though - my mansion looks epic.”

Your eyes narrow, “mansion? The theme is cottage core!” Kenma quietly chuckles in response, “a mansion can still have a fairy aesthetic, you should know that”

You huff in faux annoyance as you place your phone away and ‘get your head in the game’ just as he requested. “Be prepared to be crushed! I am the cottage core guardian!”

There are ten minutes left to your’s and Kenma’s excruciatingly long Minecraft challenge, your ass hurts from sitting on it for almost twelve straight hours - including bathroom breaks. When the buzzer rings the two of you step back from your respective buildings and make your way to the starting point - which had been marked by a stack of 20 or so dirt blocks. 

“Well that was twelve hours of eye straining torture,” you say as you stretch your arms. 

“You're tired already?”

“Kinda… I can't wait to go to sleep after this.”

“Weak, I’m playing Battlefield as soon as this is over.”

You roll your eyes and scoff, “this is why you look like a living corpse in the morning…”

Kenma looks you dead in the eyes and with a completely serious face he says, “yeah but you love it.”

You choke on your spit at his boldness, “y-yeah I guess.” 

If you were being honest, you were not the best at reading people and it was dark in Kenma’s gaming room, the only light coming from his three screen/monitor computer setup, but you think you see a light blush creep up to his cheeks. And you hate it, you hate when he says things that make your heart flutter, you hate it when he just sits there and the digital glow accentuates all of his delicate features, but what you hate most is yourself. You hate yourself because you have fallen in love with your best friend, you hate yourself because you know he doesn't like you back and you hate that you continuously give yourself a sense of false hope. 

“Yn… you want to stay up and game with me don’t you? ”

You sheepishly look to the side, ‘mayhaps.’

Kenma sighs looking at you with a soft face as he whispers “then I won’t play Battlefield and I’ll go to bed and so will you, ‘kay?”

You smile tiredly at him, “sounds like a deal.”

“We'll get back on at the same time tomorrow and we’ll do the final part of this video - the reveal. Until then.”

You smile and wave at the camera “cya soon~”

[recording over]

After your call with Kenma ended you got ready for bed but for some reason, no matter how tired you were, you just couldn't fall asleep - your mind was screaming obscene ideas that you couldn't help but contemplate. At first it was just wishful thinking but then came a thought that refused to leave, ‘confess.’ 

It was a tempting thought, but how? Surely you couldn't just say ‘hey Kenma I've liked you since high school lets date!’ yeah no, that was a horrible idea. Maybe if you confessed with some originality he would be more likely to accept but for now, you were going to do your best to go to sleep.

[Episode two]

[recording in 3… 2… 1… start!] 

In the morning you woke up feeling refreshed and excited for the day to come, Kenma had texted you and asked if you were feeling up to recording the reveal from last night and episode two today and of course you said yes. 

The video goes on without any troubles and soon you find yourself staring at the computer screen at eleven once again. 

“Remember to like, subscribe and comment below on who you think won this round.” Kenma’s voice is soothing - if you had to describe it you would say that it is silky like honey and smooth like dark chocolate; or maybe you would just say his voice is perfect. Kenma waves to the screen monitor, “hello? Earth to Yn! Are you dead or something? You look like a zombie.”

It takes a while to register, you weren’t really paying attention to the words he said as you were more interested in the way he sounded. You sit up and smile into the camera, “I'm awake… thanks for caring!”

He scoffs and swivels in his chair a bit, “I don't care about you, you're just my idiot best friend and flatmate.”

You playfully narrow your eyes, “well this idiot flatmate of yours helped you bake apple pie so you wouldn’t starve to death!”

“Hmmm, I guess. Well I'm going to head off. I'll see you later.”

You smile softly, “yeah I'll see you later, i'm just gonna stay on for a while.”

Kenma looks at you with an intrigued expression, “you're going to stay up longer? Better not be in this world, that's cheating. Want me to stay up with you?”

You roll your eyes and giggle, “it's all good I want to fix my house up in the other world. I'll see you tomorrow.”

He sighs, “if you say so.”

[recording over]

Your chair rolls back as you stretch, “maybe I should confess to him through a Minecraft journal…” you jump up. “Thats it! Thats a great way to confess! Its original and Kenma would appreciate it…. If he accepts my feelings that is…” 

You groan and slump back down into the chair, “maybe it’s best if I don't confess at all. No! I've wanted to do this for years! If he doesn't like me back it's all good! Maybe I just won't do this on a stream!”

You reach over to the bench and pull up your phone, “who to call, mmm ok let’s call Alisa I’m going to need some emotional support!”

“Hey gamers, Kodzu here in another Minecraft live stream, today we’re just in mine and Yn’s regular world and i'm going to build a house - a cottage to be specific,” he pauses and looks at the comment section; ‘no Yn isn't here right now, no Yn won't be joining this video, no I didnt know shes streaming at the moment, yes my favourite food is apple pie, yes I have a calico cat, no Yn is not my significant other, yes we are just friends.’ Kenma moves back and takes a breath, “wow you guys sure are interested in Yn huh? Maybe I should get them in more videos, might get more views that way,” he laughs a bit.

“Let's start off by heading to my base, I have the materials I’ll need there- oh uh what's this?” Kenma pauses as he stares at the foreign object, “I don't remember having a written book in my chest… maybe Yn went in here and put it in?”

Kenma stares at the book for a while before he opens it, only to be shocked. The comment section notices the blush on his face and continue to spam him with questions:

[kodzusbabe]: what's in that diary!!

[Kenmastan]: hahAAAHHA LOOK HE’S SO RED IN THE FACE

[piefacecutie]: ^^ omg you're so right @/Kenmastan hes so cute 💓

[Kenmaxyn]: I hope it's a confession!

[ynhater]: @/Kenmaxyn from who? Cause I didn't do it and I'd be the only one for Kenma oppAr

[kennismaken]: I hope it’s Yn! They’d be such a cute couple

[applepudding]: umm? Kodzu! Why did he get up and leave??

[ynhater]: babe come back!

[Kenmaxyn]: OMG MAYBE IT WAS YN !!!!

After your late night call with Alisa, you decided it would be best to just do it and then ignore Kenma for the day - well, not ignore him per se, just simply decline all his Discord calls and Facetime calls so you could put off being rejected a little while longer. You woke up with a throbbing headache that you could only blame yourself for, after all you are the dumbass who stayed up until God knows when just to write a heartfelt confession. Eventually the angst of waiting for a message from Kenma overwhelmed you and here you are now; streaming Overwatch to get your mind off of a certain someone.

“Ah no! Cant believe that stupid Hanzo got me! What a pain!” you frown at the screen and let out a sigh, “the round is over… bummer. Well while we wait an eternity for the next round I guess I should answer some of your questions… oh? I didn't know Kenma was streaming, no I’m not dating him… “ you feel your heart sink as you read the next comment; “what do you mean Kenma ran away after reading a book? Was he unhappy?”

The next moments felt like a blur, your heart was heavy and you felt tears well up in your eyes and somehow you missed the sound of someone breaking into your apartment and then your bedroom. Within a second you feel someone wrap their arms around you from behind, your body tenses up but immediately relaxes when you recognise the perpetrators scent; sweet yet salty, like caramel toffee.

“Kenma! W-what are you doing?”

“I like you too… I have for so long.”

Your eyes widen and it doesn't take too long for a smile to appear on your face, “I'm so glad to hear that.”

You feel him smile into your neck as his embrace tightens, “finish up your livestream so we can talk please.” 

“You don't need to tell me twice!”

It is eleven at night once again, but this time you’re not sitting alone in your gaming chair, instead you're sitting on Kenma’s lap - in his gaming chair as he slowly runs his hands through your hair and softly kisses your neck.

“So everyone’s pretty much freaking out over us huh?” you hum in response, “we’ve been officially together for what? Five hours?”

“Correct you are.”

You smile and hold up your phone while you continue to cuddle into him, “smile baby, I want the whole world to know that you're my player two.”

[Bonus - the love letter]

Dear Kenma,

This must be so strange - finding a journal in your chest. 

I have wanted to tell you this for quite a while and I guess I have never found the write words to say; or the right way to for that matter,

But I love you

I have loved you since our first year at Nekoma

It's been a while hasn’t it?

I'm sorry if this inconveniences you, makes you uncomfortable or makes you never want to see me again; 

Just let me continue for a little while longer because I need to get this off of my mind.

I love your smile - especially the rare one where you really smile, where your eyes crinkle and your cheeks begin to hurt 

I love your voice - it’s smooth and silky, like honey being spread across bread

I love your scent - it reminds me of salted caramel,  I can never get enough 

I love your mind - the way it works to make me laugh, make me calm and all else

I love your lips - not necessarily in a sexual way, but more so in the way you talk and speak, they move softly and slowly in a way only your lips could move in.

I love your body - how although you're hunched most of the time you still possess a fine elegance in the way you move. How at times it reminds me of a graceful swan floating down a lake. 

I love your hands - they are so pretty and dainty and soft, I want to hold them all day and all night

And most of all;

I love you

I love you in your entire

I could go ahead and pick the parts I love most and least but then you would no longer be you

I love you in your entire

Flaws and all

I know this may not be the most romantic, especially considering you’re reading this through Minecraft and I've never done this before but I had to let you know

Love 

Yn

Taglist: [open] @ladyrenart

note: sooo this is another style that i tried and i have mixed feelings about it :) also if you can’t tell,,, i’ve never written a love letter before :’)

[gottawriteanegoortwo]

From a wonderful anon:

could i request maybe one where dark has a super huge crush on the reader and basically everyone knows except for them?? and maybe the reader confesses and is all nervous and doesn’t think he likes them back?? and dark getting all flustered and happy?????

-

Your wish is my command, lovely anon! :D

And to add to it, I’m going super cheesy. Coffee shop who? The deli is the place to be! Fall in love while making sandwiches! I mean, think about it! It takes longer to make a toasted sandwich than it does to make a coffee! More time to talk over a few weeks, right?

Word Count: 1,553

(So it had to be put into a new post so I could stick it under a read-more xD)

-

Near the building the Egos rented for their work, there was a small deli. It was locally run and was never too busy. The Egos and non-egos that worked there were likely the reason it kept afloat. Not a soul had a bad thing to say about the place. Dark suspected it used to be a house and was renovated over time. It would make sense, given the ‘snug but spacious’ vibe the main sitting area had. It was a good place to host smaller meetings when he needed a break from the monotonous office atmosphere. But there was another reason why he never really refused an offer to walk over.

You.

You’d recently joined the staff on a part-time basis. It was a good chance for you to learn how best to interact with customers and practice the skill of sandwich making without the high demands of somewhere in the centre of the city. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but there was something about you that Dark was drawn to. No matter what was going on, you always had a smile and some simple, polite conversation ready while you made his order. It was a few minutes of peace before Dark had to return to the chaos of the offices and studios.

On this day, Wilford was rather energetic, playfully nudging the entity as they placed their order and paid. They were staying to have a chance to talk about plans for an investigation of some supernatural entity hidden in the river. Dark, as usual, thought it was ridiculous and was trying to shoot it down, but Wilford was having none of it.

“Hey hey look. There they are,” he whispered with a grin as he nodded toward the counter. Dark’s eyes briefly darted in the same direction, and there you were. Your back was to the pair as you prepared coffee for someone standing at the till. It was too much of a risk, and Dark quickly turned back to his own cup before the faint warmth on his face spread beyond his control. This was enough to make Wilford sigh.

“Listen. I know I said ya gotta open up a bit an’ try datin’, but this is embarrassin’. They think ya hate ‘em.”  The reporter rested his head on one hand as he idly stirred his iced tea.

“It’s better this way. I can’t risk anything.” Dark intended to leave it at that, but Wilford was stubborn.

“What’s that ‘sposed ta mean? Yer always parrotin’ off that bullshit ‘bout ‘not being human’ an’ ‘wah wah I’m an emotionless heartless monster’ -”

“Wilford -”

“- but here ya are, gettin’ all rosy over th’ sight of ‘em! This is love, my dear VHS! Ya gotta give this a chance, an’ ya can’t do that hidin’ over here hopin’ they’ll quit an’ leave one day.” Dark was about to object, but was quickly cut off by Wilford adding, “An’ don’t try denyin’ it. I can tell. Yer all calm an’ happy when ya come back from here. Then ya try ta quickly shake it off ya like got snow in yer hair!” By this point, Dark was seething. The constant belittling and mocking was only serving to push his buttons in the wrong way.

“Then what do you suggest I do? Emotions aren’t exactly my forte.”

“Talk to ‘em. That’s all. Nothin’ else.” Wilford looked sympathetic, which was a miracle in itself. “An’ ya forgot ta order yer lunch, so chop chop!”

-

After the little confrontation with Wilford, going to the counter was surprisingly more daunting than usual.

The moment Dark was spotted, the older lady who had been making sandwiches told you that she was going to the bathroom and needed you to cover her spot. As you moved to the counter, you missed the knowing smile she threw to a rather nervous Dark. Of course, you didn’t see the nerves in the entity posture. What you did see was this mysterious figure, impeccably dressed as always, giving you a ‘look’ you couldn’t distinguish. You two seemed to get along when chatting, but you couldn’t shake the feeling that he hated you. As much as it stressed you out, you bottled your feelings and focused on taking his order.

“I apologise. My friend informed me I neglected to order any food. Would I be able to get -” You interrupted him by rattling off his usual order with a slightly mischievous tone. He looked taken aback, and you wondered if you crossed a line, only for his expression to soften to reveal a faint hint of a smile. “Am I really that predictable?”

So far, so good.

You smiled as you started making the order. It was one of the popular ones on the menu, but with one minor tweak. You always made sure to add a little extra of that. He never complained, so you assumed it wasn’t a problem. As usual, you asked how work was, what he and the other man were doing here. 

“It is both work and a break,” Dark explained, throwing a glance over his shoulder. Wilford’s face lit up and he gave two thumbs up once he noticed Dark looking in his direction. “Apparently, I looked like someone who hadn’t taken a break in ‘four days’.” When you stalled your work to ask if that was the case, Dark shook his head with a chuckle. “No, I simply look tired all the time. A common misconception.” You couldn’t help but notice that he did look exhausted. You had always assumed it was the stress of the job, but maybe he had sleeping problems, or a lack of a social outlet? That can be exhausting when your life revolves around work. Luckily, before you could dwell on it too long, you had to put the sandwich into the oven to heat it up. “But, if you forgive me for asking, how have you been?”

A simple diversion is enough for you to talk a little about your own world once you walk to the till to charge him for this order. You couldn’t help but notice how intently he focused on you. His expression shifted in reaction to some points you made. Neither of you seemed to notice how no new customers had arrived in the entire time this conversation took place. Instead, the conversation flowed naturally between you both. In fact, the only true interruption was the faint ‘beep’ of the oven timer. 

You arrange the sandwich on the dish, with a side of chips and salad. There was a hesitation, a near reluctance to finish the job. It was only Dark calling your name that snapped you back to the moment.

“Is everything alright?” His face seemed neutral, but you would swear there was a trace of worry in his voice. You didn’t answer at first, opting to key in the bill and get the money. However, when you handed the receipt and change, you slipped a small note in as well. You had hoped everything would be pocketed to discover later, but Dark had noticed the addition immediately.

“I think you gave me -” He froze as he read what was written on it:

-

Dark,

I know we only know each other through my work. If you’re free, I’d like to buy you a coffee. But not in my work. That would be embarrassing. Anyway here’s my number.

-

He was silent for several moments, and it was enough time to contemplate how best to sink into the floor and disappear forever, but his voice broke the silence.

“You… want to have coffee… With me?” Dark almost seemed confused. You nodded. “As… Friends?” A question you had hoped wouldn’t be asked, but you had to address it. With a resigned sigh, you shake your head and admit that you would rather it be a date. Before you could decide what to do, you heard a sigh of relief.

“I was sure you didn’t care for someone like me.” What a confusing statement for the entity to say, and you express that. “No, you don’t understand. I’m used to being - how would you say - disliked. The man I entered with today…” He trailed off as he noticed Wilford had disappeared. Typical. “Well, he’s the only person I’ve considered a friend, until I met you. Given my personal record I didn’t want to run the risk of losing someone I considered a friend, let alone… Someone I’m romantically interested in.” Now it was your turn to let out a breath you didn’t realise you were holding. He had an expression unlike anything you had seen - a bright smile. It made your heart flutter, and you almost missed Dark reach forward to take a pen. In moments, the receipt was handed back to you, with a number written in pen at the bottom.

“I should be finished around five. Mayhaps we could try and arrange something?”

“Hey, Dark! C’mon! I can’t keep these people out here all day!” Without a chance to say goodbye, Dark was dragged out by a grinning Wilford. 

A moment later, Wilford popped back into the deli and lifted Dark’s plate with a wink.

“He still needs that lunch. Toodles, an’ I told ya it’d work out okay~” A blink, and Wilford was gone.

[utopianvoices]

dating au | j.yunho

⤗ check my masterlist for other members!

how he acts around you

make way for the nation’s boyfriend

the Softest Boy Ever™

if you thought jongho was soft this boy’s even softer

permanently has a smile on his face??? like??

hello do you ever get upset

he does but he never wants to show it

question of the day: how do you NOT fall for this boy

184cm of pure boyfriend material

is so so giggly around you

like you’d make eye contact with him from across the room and boy’s turning fifty shades of red

and at first you just think that he’s naturally shy and isn’t good with human interactions

but after talking to him you realise he’s one of the most extroverted person you’ve ever met

has so much energy, literally hOw

but coming back to the point of how he acts around you

will blush at everything

your hands brush when you’re passing him something? boy’s heating up 

you end up sitting next to him? he’s thinking of ways to commit d word without embarrassing himself

isn’t even aware that his crush on you is obvious af

he’s just in his own little bubble whenever you’re around

you, of course, make it worse for him

by latching onto the ‘nation’s boyfriend’ joke

and keep asking him if he’ll be your boyfriend too

“hey, nation’s boyfriend! do you have space for one more person in your heart?” 

yunho.exe has stopped working

he KNOWS that you’re joking around but he still can’t help but wish you meant what you said

plot twist: you did

what he didn’t know is that your heart was going doki doki every time you made such jokes too

you had your doubts that what you felt wasn’t just one-sided

but you just kept telling yourself that he’d never go for someone like you because??? have you seen the boy

and you just tell yourself that you’re overthinking the signs he shows when you’re around

hOW EVEN

so now you both are just running around in circles thinking that none of you like each other

and honestly the members are so done

let’s all facepalm together

how he confesses

it just became too much for him to handle

you made the boyfriend joke every time you saw him and tbh it was plain abuse for his heart

his heart is: tired

doesn’t actually plan to confess to you

"how’s the nation’s boyfriend doing? any new people you have swooned?” you’d tease as you walked past him 

and he’d kinda just reach out and grab your hand?? 

surprising both you and him

you because wHy is he holding your hand

and him because wHY did he grab your hand

now that he had your attention, he had no choice but to say something

so just vomits out his words without even thinking them through

“i only want to be one person’s boyfriend.”

and you kNOW this is leading up to something that you’ve waited for

for a very long ass time

but yunho isn’t the only dumbass around

“is it mingi?” 

and tbh your brain is stabbing you multiple times 

(╬ಠ益ಠ)

because how dumb are you

i didn’t raise you to be this way y/n

but mayhaps your dumbness wasn’t a total curse

because it helped defuse the tense atmosphere between the both of you

as yunho chuckles in disbelief under his breath

muttering a “i can’t believe i fell for an idiot.” 

and it’s not soft enough to go unnoticed by you

so you’re like “w-what?”

and he looks up and just stares at you for a moment

before pulling you into a hug

and whispering a “you might be a dumbass but you’re my dumbass.”

sO now long story short there weren’t any cheesy questions asked

he just proclaimed that you were his

and what were you going to say?? no??

first date

did someone say 

amusement park date

wants your first date to be as memorable as possible

so of course he’d plan to take you there

buYS EVERYTHING

will not let you spend one cent

might even steal your wallet when you’re not looking and hide it in his coat so that you can’t pay

you freak out for a hot minute thinking you lost your wallet but actually it’s just with your dumbass boyfriend

starts off straight with the rides because he’s scared the nerves will catch up as the day goes 

and y’all won’t want to take the rides anymore

very ambitious

queues up for the scariest ride in the whole park

and you can see him hyping himself up so that he doesn’t faint on the ride

so you, being The Best, slowly take his significantly larger hands into yours

and just rub circles on the back of his hand

suddenly all thoughts just halt in his mind

his braincells are literally like 

（°o°；）

i think you broke him more than the rollercoaster, y/n

but i guess it worked because he was so nervous about holding your hand that he forgot about the rollercoaster

when you’ve had your fun with the rides 

you both walk hand in hand to the food stalls, getting hotdogs and drinks to fill your empty stomachs

immediately brings you over to the stall where they offer prizes for winning games when you’re done eating

he just wants to show off his skills in games

he’s so into the game and it shows on his face

and you kind of just forget about the prize and admire him

and he didn’t notice till the last shot

scores 9/10 points because he caught you staring at him right before the last shot and it did Things to his heart

and therefore the lack of his coordination

still wins you a large bear so he’s content

takes so many photos of you with the bear to show it off to the members

“look!!!! i won her this plushie!! doesn’t she look so cute!!!”

*read by 7 people*

*none of them replied*

it’s not surprising if he got kicked out of the gc because of how much he was spamming

he just wants to share the fact that you’re his to the world （πーπ）

first kiss

is the most extra out of all the members

actually decorates the dorm before you arrive

with scented candles and flowers

it’s just a kiss yunho

double checks everything before you arrive to make sure nothing is out of place

tells the members to leave and not come back till 11pm

because he needs time to build up the courage to kiss you

when you arrive, you are: confused

and you: express your confusion to him

he just says that he wanted to do something special that day and you’re like “oh, okay.”

because you knew how much of a sap your boyfriend could be

after dinner, he suggest playing some card or board games

like uno or something

honestly forgets his main purpose when you both start playing

because he’s just that competitive

“nO WAIT you can’t do that to me??? +8, serIOUSLY?”

and you just shrug like, “sorry bro, gotta do what i gotta do.”

finally remembers when he sees you biting your lip in concentration while looking at what cards to play next

from them on, he just purposely loses to speed up and end the game quickly

doesn’t regret losing when he hears your victory laugh, his heart swelling 10 times more when he sees you stick your tongue out to tease him

moves over to the space beside you and looks at you

if you’ve got loose hairs covering your face, he’ll just slowly tuck them behind your ear

not losing eye contact

and he’s pretty sure you can hear his heartbeat from how close he was

but just says “fuck it” in his mind and leans forward, gently pressing his lips against yours

his hands just automatically pull you onto his lap??

but the kiss still remains 100% soft

because he just wants to convey all his love to you through the kiss

10/10 the type to peck your cheeks when you separate 

first fight

i... really don’t know what you would fight with him about

is really one of the most caring people out there and would avoid doing anything that would hurt you

does his best to get to know everything about you so that he avoids unnecessary fights

knows your mood just by looking at you and the way you act

is always there for you when you need to rant and even goes the extra mile by preparing hot baths or buying junk food for you

but he’d definitely have his bad days too

so that’s probably the only way there’d be a fight between you

he’s not one to show a negative side of him very often so when you see him down

you can’t help but keep asking him what was wrong

and that’d kind of put him off because he just didn’t want to talk about it then

and might just snidely tell you to stop asking him

you don’t really say anything else because it’s clear that he was having a bad day

but no matter how upset he was from the day

he’ll never let you go to bed on bad terms

if you’re laying in bed, he’ll just slowly slide under the covers and wrap his arms around you

burying his face in your chest as he lets out a muffled “i’m sorry... bad day.”

and you don’t say anything—you just wrap your arms around him and stroke his head, humming a slight melody to help him relax

and it works

because you feel him going limp in your arms, and his breathing evens out, light snores escaping him

it’s times like this where you remind yourself that no matter how much of a happy virus he was, he had bad days too

and that’d you do what you could to make those days easier for him

favourite things to do together

ohOho

everyone knows he lives and breathes to game

so he’ll do just that

but instead of doing it alone he’ll pester you till you join him in front of the console

if you don’t know how to play, he’ll sit you in between his legs and hold you from behind

his hands on yours as he guides your hands to the various buttons and explains what they are 

and honestly nothing registers in your brain

because he was wAY TOO close to your ear 

and to make things worse (or better?)

his voice was just above a whisper, and you could literally feel your body erupting in goosebumps

no thoughts. head empty. 

actually there were many thoughts... but we won’t discuss them

it’s no surprise that you lose, but you still can’t help the pout forming on your lips unconsciously

which makes yunho think you’re the cutest thing EVER

kind of squeaks and just peppers kisses all over your face

and mAYhaps you pretend to be upset when you lose the consecutive games just to get kith

general affection 

oOoo we’ve got a cuddle bug on our hands

mUST be touching you all the time omg

even if you’re just side by side watching a movie, he’ll find a way to have some skinship

be it your thighs touching each other, or his arm around your shoulder

he’s content with minimal contact 

is naturally very playful

always laughs into kisses because your hands would have brushed a ticklish spot 

and he’s really ticklish

so it always disrupts your kisses

he’s long so he’ll just wrap himself around you when cuddling

like a huge starfish or something

loves to play with your fingers when you’re having conversations

will listen to you attentively but his fingers just absentmindedly find for yours

and he’ll interlock your fingers 

or just fiddle with them

overall a very Soft Boi

but then there are Not Soft Boi moments too

ahem

uses his height to it’s full advantage

definitely puts things like your phone on the top shelf just to see you struggle and whine when you can’t reach it

and then appears behind you and just plucks it like NOTHING

walking away with a smirk on his face, as you stare at him like (ಠ⌣ಠ)

on days where he’s in A Mood

he’ll just hold your phone in the air and make you reach for it

and it’s inevitable that you’re literally pressed up against him

so he’ll snatch the opportunity and just lean down and press a kiss to your lips

when he pulls away, you can definitely see the change in his demeanour 

he’s no longer the playful puppy you see all the time

and the next moment you’re being lifted up and placed on the counter 

the counter is his go to make out location

depending on his plans for the day, it may or may not lead to more

never initiates anything more if he knows he’s tight for time

always wants the luxury of time because he wants to show you how much he loves you

just basically wants to love all of you 

and you’ll definitely feel loved

ahem MOVING ON

he’s a soft boy 99% of the time

so just provide him with kith and hug

and he’s the happiest

note: everyone go love @curanonemu or i’m not feeding y’all anymore <33

[dolphin-enthusiast]

Part 11. Is long, my dudes. ALSO MY POOL IS FILLING UP!! But another warning, a weed Joke.

“WHAT DO WE DO,DAMMIT!! What should I do?!” ”Chill, Okuyasu quit watching and get over here we can’t leave them alone at a time like this.” “Wait, why are you so calm?! YOU’D BE THE FIRST TO PANICK AND SHE’S TARGETING YOU TOO!!!” “Oh, I look calm, I’m just keeping the anxiety attack on the inside.” “You know, at first I was happy, no other girls liked me before.” “I feel you, I feel you deeply and my feelings I can feel deeply.” Then Koichi just plans to tell her off “Koichi, are you braindead? From someone that’s been confessed like 7 times each day, it won’t end well.” “She’s right, she won’t stop easily! She’s the kind of person that can weave 2 sweaters in a single night, that’ll make her more determined!” “Hey, did you guys know Sky’s Puertorican-Mexican?” “Huh? A combination like that exists?” “Why does she look Korean?” “To be honest myself, I don’t know. The real question is how did SHE know I’m Puertorican-Mexican.” “Can you speak Puertorican?” “Okuyasu, you fucking dumbass, México and Puerto Rico speak Spanish- WE’RE GETTING OFF TOPIC!!” “Right!- Wait, is that right? I can’t tell her off?” “Right, don’t try to convince her now. Don’t make her use her hair stand. You need to make her hate you too, make you seem like the most boring and bad people in the school.” “Guys, as a psychic,I don’t recommend that-” then they formulate a plan “Wait, how do we make a girl like Sky, the most boring person ever? I mean, her entire life could be made into a drama. And she gave Yukako her own phone number.” “What if we don’t and I ignore her like I do with everyone else-” Then they continue “How about we tell her a giant lie about Sky too, like, She’s completely straight! Or if she’s a slob-” “I give up.” Then they continue and Koichi shows them his English test “-This is the english text we just took. I can’t study like this!” “16... That’s really low. Even I can do better than this. Mine’s 32.” “Really? I got a 96. If it weren’t for the fact that I ran out of time I would’ve gotten 100. I think I’ll also ruin my life as well. I got a 69.420 in Japanese. I can’t afford to ruin what I spent raising so much.” “Listen Koichi!Do what we tell you! Sky, I love you, survive.” “Well damn, if you put it that way, I guess I will.”

Yukako was making her way down the streets . “HEY, THAT KOICHI HIROSE IS VERY DIRTY!!” “HE LOOKS NORMAL!! I CAN’T BELIEVE HE DOES THINGS LIKE THAT!!” “AND THAT SKY-CHANYEOL GUADALUPE!!” “I CAN’T BELIEVE SHE COMES FROM A PLACE LIKE THAT!! SHE MUST BE SECRETLY A THUG!!” “Hey, is she looking that way? And why is there a trashcan here ?” “No, but I’m sure she can hear us, let’s continue. And I don’t know. Go with it I guess.” “THAT KOICHI REALLY STEALS?!” “YEAH!! HE TOLD ME HIMSELF!!” “NO DIGNITY!” “AND DOES SKY REALLY LIKE BLOWING THINGS UP?!” “YEAH!! WHERE SHE COMES FROM SHE DID IT A LOT, SHE CAN MAKE A BOMB OUT OF THIN AIR!!” Then they continue with Koichi’s insults. Then, Okuyasu says “I HEARD THAT SKY DOESN’T DATE BECAUSE ALL OF HER PSYCHOPATHIC EXES WERE BLOWN UP!!” “REALLY? DID SHE HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH THAT?!?” “SHE DENIES IT, BUT SHE LOOKED PROUD!!” “WE SHOULD CUT TIES WITH THEM!! SHE’S INSANE AND HE HAS NO FUTURE!” She leaves. *Pop*

I come out of the trashcan. “Wait, you were here all along?” “Yes, and the part about insane hurt a little. You didn’t have to go there. I mean, you’re not wrong, but still, you didn’t have to go there.” “Can you predict that our plan work.” I do the thing. “It didn’t work, she’s gonna kidnap us.” “Maybe your vision was wrong.” “I SURE HOPE SO.”

At my boi Koichi’s.

“Josuke and Okuyasu made it sound so easy... I’m so tired. Maybe I was too nervous. Let’s hope tomorrow she’ll forget about us.” He was talking, I was shaking. He falls asleep and has a nightmare. “Wake up, Koichi. Wake the fuck up,Koichi!!” “W-What’s wrong?” Yukako is outside the window “Y-Your friends are saying bad things about you!! But don’t worry I’m here to perfect you. I’m taking you with me.” She sees our English tests, my Japanese quiz and a bottle of nitroglycerin. “One more centimetre.” “Huh, what’s wrong, love?” “One more centimetre and that bottle would’ve fallen off the table.” Koichi just goes: “What would’ve happened if it fell off?” “That bottle of nitroglycerin would’ve fallen, gotten shocked from impact and exploded. There’s enough in that bottle to obliterate the entire room.” “That’s why I’m here, to fix you!” And she kidnaps us.

In a house, near the edge of Duwang.

There we were tied up to a chair. My stand, was close to hatching, and I was sending an SOS to Jotaro.

... And building a bomb with my feet just in case. You never know wjen

“You must be hungry guys!”

‘Koichi, act natural.’ ‘Wait, did you just send me a message with your mind?!’ ‘Yes, don’t question it. Just play along with it.’

“Hey, Shawty? We wanted to ask you something.” “What?” “Last night, about the hair, what was that about?” “You guys saw it for the first time so you just be a little scared..” she explains about how it was Keicho, an arrow and so on. “Do you mayhaps know someone else with that ability?” “Not sure, now come sit here, you need to have a balanced diet to become perfect people!”

‘Koichi, I made a bomb while she was cooking, I hid the detonator of the bomb in a safe box, push it back so she doesn’t notice.’ ‘How? Your psychic abilities helped you see that it would work?’ ‘No, I quite literally make stuff in my sleep. It just happened to be bomb this time.’ ‘Ok!’ He slides the bomb back. “Can we eat? I need to take my pills after eating.” “Can we??!” “NOT NOW,GUYS!! Koichi, 16 on your English test? And Sky, really? 69.420?” “Listen, I may not be that person to do jokes that I don’t fully understand. But it said 420. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity to do a weed joke and I needed to use it.” “So you smoke?!!” “No, I see the people who get high do stupid things everyday I leave my apartment with my do- WHERE’S IGGY?!” “BARK!” “Thank God...” “Anyways, I said it last night, those scores are too low in my standards, Koichi, even if you’re not that smart, that score is too low, and Sky-” *click* *Dorime, Interimo Adapare,Dorime-* “I know that Japanese is not even close to your native language but you have a manga, it’s not even finished yet! How are you so bad at it?” “First, How did you know I was writing another part? And second, YOU KNOW I’M BOTH DYSLEXIC AND DYSGRAPHIC!! I TRY BUT I SUCK!” “I think we should study while we eat.” She pulls out the boxes and asks Koichi. “Prince often sings about 'funky music', but what is the definition of 'funk'? A) Crazy music B) Groovy music or C) Smooth music?” “B!” “Correct! Now for Sky! How many strokes takes to write the word 湖 (Lake)? A) 15 B) 12 or C) 10?” “B.” “Great!You guys got boiled eggs!” ‘Dammit, I hate those.’ ‘How did you know the answer of yours? You don’t even know how to write your name correctly.’ ‘ I didn’t. I knew that if you were correct with your answer, she wouldn’t expect for me to guess it was in the same place. I do every character with as many strokes I need. I write everything kinda connected, Spanish and Japanese are far from similar.’ “ I’ll take the shell off. Do you guys want salt or soy sauce?” ‘She seems happy! We need to escape as soon as we get the chance!’ “If you guessed A, you’d have to eat erasers!” ‘Fuck, it’s real.’ “C is soap.” ‘Oh hell naw.’ Then she goes to the next one. Koichi bout to get it. “And for Sky, the strokes for, ( 愛 )love. A) 11 ,B) 9, or C) 13. Koichi guesses from her face, I think about it. “C!” “ Koichi, did you guess by looking at my face?” “What about Sky?!” “Did YOU guess by my face,Guadalupe?” “NO, I GUESSED BECAUSE IT LOOKED LIKE IT HAD THE SAME NUMBER OF STROKES LIKE LAKE BUT I NOTICED ONE MORE STROKE!!” “She thought about it! “ And she gives him the choice from bamboo or corn syrup. And tries to force feed him. “GET THE BOMB!!” And we try to get it to run.

(What I hear every time I run after I make my mum mad.)

“YOU’RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE!!” “FINE!!! I ACCEPT THAT FOR NOW, BUT MY BOMB!!” “WHAT WERE YOU DOING WITH A BOMB!!” “I BUILT IT IN MY SLEEP OK?!? I DON’T REMEMBER HOW I BUILT THIS ONE!! THAT’S WHY I NEED IT!!” Yadayadaya , we try to escape Yukako reveals that the house is owned by a CEO in Tokyo and since no one will know until summer, we’ll have plenty of time to 'make progress'. Yayadaya, we get to the door, in what year did Columbus discovered the new world?’ “Do you know the answer?” “No, I forgot, she yoinked my head real hard.”

Part 12. Soon

[thelostnymphaeum]

As a child I failed you first - by not having the bravery to taste life. I hid away in books.

Entry: 002

// Cinema // 

Title: The Two Popes

Director: Fernando Meirelles

Screenplay by: Anthony McCarten

Year: 2019

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If you like biographical dramas, this is a good one. It is about the two popes, Pope Benedict XVI and Pope Francis. The story revolved around Pope Benedict XVI trying to convince the current Pope to take on his position as the next successor of St. Peter. The movie was mostly set inside the Vatican Palace and you move along the two popes as they have their conversations. One aspect of this movie that I really liked is how it was shot; the cameras were like curious cats that were trying to eavesdrop on the conversations, almost like a reality show- but set in Vatican (the fake frescoes were unbelievably beautiful). The first part shows the election made by the cardinals on who will be the next Pope and it’s fun to see the whispered conversations among them on who were they planning to vote.

Pope Francis was played by Jonathan Pryce, and if you are unfamiliar with that name, then maybe you know the High Sparrow in Game of Thrones – that’s him. He was superb in this movie. Pope Benedict XVI was played by the all-time favorite, all-time classic, all-time talented, Anthony Hopkins. Surely, you must have heard of Hannibal Lecter? Seeing him play a pope was a bit odd for me, since he played such a frightening character in “The Rite”. They were both wonderful on screen, their lines were so natural as well as their movements. It also baffled me on how they closely resemble the real life characters. The way they morphed as the Two Popes was amazing. 

POPE FRANCIS

The movie gave a background on the current pope’s life. Ultimately, it showed that Pope Francis was a grounded human. He lived life like a regular man – he liked sports, liked popular music, liked dancing, liked street food, liked to live among the public, even though he might have done it as an act of penance. He was a priest for the people. As someone who is Catholic, it truly was such a pivotal moment in the history of Catholicism when he became the Pope. He neglected all traditions that he considered as luxurious and excessive for a leader of the Church, and he expressed his wide acceptance for all humans. He knew life because he experienced it firsthand. He did not want to be the next pope, but he was chosen. He truly was – a change.

POPE BENEDICT XVI

The main difference that I saw between Pope Benedict XVI and Pope Francis was the way they lived their lives. Unlike Pope Francis, Pope Benedict XVI was primarily a theologian and had an academic career. He was not able to experience life as Pope Francis did, and this was one of his regrets during his confession:

“Of course I’ve sinned – numerous sins - venal sins. To God - I wish to repent for the sins of my life. In choosing to do wrong and failing to do good, I have sinned against You, Lord, whom I should love above all things. As a child I failed you first—by not having the bravery to taste life. I hid away in books.”

I could relate in his confession where he says, “By not having the bravery to taste life. I hid away in books.” I love being on my own. I have this thought in my head that if I only I could study for the rest of my life I will, for my sole love of learning about the world, and knowing what more it has to offer. I feel as if there is this giant vastness that I will never know about, and that fact, truly makes me sad. But on the other hand, I know that what good would it be to know all the great things in life if you are not able to provide for the real world? Life does not happen books, life is out there, and it’s up to us to experience it. 

Another aspect that was shed light on this movie was about Pope Benedict’s race, he was German. In the film, a lot of locals would have predisposed ideas towards him, and that is why he says to Pope Francis, “When I try to be myself, people don’t seem to like me very much.” Which of course, is very sad to hear. Pope Francis was charming, the people loved him – on the other hand, Pope Benedict XVI feels different. It is evident that society still finds it hard to accept that humans are capable of growing and improving as individuals.

THE TWO POPES

When people hold such high places in society, we tend to forget that just like us, they are only humans. They have regrets, shortcomings and doubts. The movie truly highlights the sense of humanity in them, and how they battled their whole lives to get to the point in which they currently find themselves in. We may never know if we are taking the right path, but we could try our best to do it. 

“Perhaps the path appears straight when we look back at it. On the way we often feel lost.”

Throughout the movie, you see them exchange ideas and opinions. It’s wonderful to see how they could be so opposite on certain things, yet they were still able to have a special connection with each other. Mayhaps it’s through their love of God? 

In one of the scenes, Pope Benedict XVI explains that he could no longer hear God; he was always alone – but never lonely. He also tells Pope Francis that one night, as he was praying:

“Sometimes you notice little things. The other night after prayers I blew out the candle. Instead of rising up, the smoke went down. Like Cain’s offering. Do you notice such things?”

 Yet, at the end of the movie, as the two Popes were watching a game together, you can finally see the smoke of the candle…. rise up.

FAVORITE SCENES

Pope Benedict XVI and Pope Francis eating pizza and drinking orange soda. It’s quite funny, they are German and Argentinian, and they are in Italy, so how could they not eat pizza?

Pope Benedict XVI and Pope Francis watching a football match between Germany and Argentina. Spoiler alert: Germany won.

[tcwillbethedeathofme]

it’s been a while

hello ladies and gays it’s been a while uhhh it’s valentine’s day today and between my last post and yesterday all that’s happened is that when school ended for christmas my friends and i say in a coffee shop for like five hours just TALKING and he came up and they all said that they think he likes me and i was always his favourite and there was always some tension? mayhaps sexual? between us in class like everyone would be like 😏 every time we interacted apparently. crazy.

but today is VALENTINE’s DAY.

so context.

every year my school does this roses thing where you can send someone a rose and it would be delivered to them in the middle of a lesson on valentine’s day. they’re anonymous to the person who receives it but not to the one teacher who organises the whole thing for safeguarding reasons cus i’m pretty sure someone confessed their love to this one teacher a few years ago.

anyways yeah so it’s valentine’s and i’m expecting nothing cus i don’t have an s.o however me and my best friend planned to go watch a movie together after school and be each other’s dates. i wore this like bright red coat because obviously red = love right.

schools over and i’m walking to meet my friend outside when i run into HIM. with his books and beard and wow i hadn’t been that close to him in so long. i just smile at him as he smiles at me but then he stops and says he likes my coat. i say thank you and explain that i’m wearing it for valentine’s. he smiles and says “oh! did you give any roses?” i thought he said get any so i saïd i didn’t get any but he repeated the question and i still said no because i hadn’t. he then said “so you’re dressed up for the occasion but didn’t give your love to anyone today?” i say, “no. there’s just no one i want to give it to.” which is a fact.

he says ouch and clutches his chest.

i say what? he says what?

i then awkwardly laugh and say okay uh gtg have a good weekend. and i am GONE.

i am like wtf. wtf.

OUCH?

now i may be reading into this because maybe he said it because aw i’m alone :(

OR. or. it’s because he felt offended that i said there was no one that i loved. maybe he had received a rose and thought it was from me. mAYBE he knows i like him and was expecting something but didn’t get it therefore was trying to find out why. i don’t know. i don’t know.

i would’ve told him about my galentines plans but i panicked. i wish i had asked him what HE was doing or wished him a good day with his fiancé. but that’s life.

i told my friend and she was gassed for me, saying if i was a few grades older when he came to our school this would’ve been possible.

speaking of that. this other teacher who i’ve mentioned before left this year. and apparently he had slept with a student the summer before he came, not knowing she was going to be attending the place he was going to work. crazy.

[catleha]

@scionsect asked: "I adore thee too, Y’shtola." another drabble nobody asked for.

   ‹  HOW ODD & UNEXPECTED; yet certainly neither ignored nor frowned upon. Nay, own days of spite & nagging whenever one wagered to EXPRESS some form of affection towards her had long passed. The witch was many things but nothing close to immature. – a ‘stubborn mule’, mayhap, ever prone to deny & defy, alas, but quite frankly a creature simply soothed by those she had begun to call “her dearest”. The astronomer belonged to these chosen few; why, she had found in him someone beyond measure / an ally / trusted friend midst this oh so hostile lot. Perhaps it was inane, to thus permit him to see aspects of a fractured identity that others never dared to even THINK about. To allow HIM to sense the very disruption oh so evident in the way the hooded sage would oft carry herself; anguished, pained by something that invested limb & mind alike. Aye, the lifestream had always been both a culprit & a source of power. – truly, it had unlocked layers upon layers of FORBIDDEN MAGIC one of her scholarly kind had eagerly studied only to NOW wield the fruits of her labor [’tis a sacrifice more like; grim & horrid & wrecking]; both did… to a degree. 

     Mayhap this was the sole reason why trust had, first & foremost, been established, why one allowed him to lay hand on wounds she could no longer mend herself / to combat aether procured fatigue – to admit that prior prowess had been scorched & charred; eyes naught but a piteous mess of brightened white. Say, do you still consider your loss of sight as a suitable punishment for foolery & failure?

    He ever so vehemently disagreed.

       ❛ none of that mush, Urianger, ‘tis does little more than coerce me to question my decisions in all matters personal. ❜ 'twas again, a mere scold. – though she kept herself from lashing out [aye, a witch had indeed mastered the art of ACCEPTING compliments & the likes], she ought to chide him more, to grab whatever sentiment loomed yonder & pluck it out; destroy what little love others felt for a being so utterly beyond being worthy of such, chastise what could be seen as naught but an error. Why, who could feel anything but disdain for a wild girl turned mage turned woman turned sinner, driven to dip head & toe into forbidden wells & complain the very moment she began to drown? -- oh, young had she been & harebrained / condemn yourself for messing with forces too vast to be simply learned & look upon him with but a pained smile, a trembling bottom lip, trying your utmost not to burst into tears --  nay, this would not do. 

     To be so sentimental was naught but a blunder / to pay any heed to his brotherly affection would prove her downfall. For it was easy to conceal worry & grief & self-loathe when being observed from a distance merely muttering objections to yet another of Thancred’s foolhardy plans. Letting none of them know about the ache coursing through her veins akin to molten metal, scorching insides & skin / wrecking the body she oh so lovingly exposed to most dire conditions, was the least she could do to contribute to their heroic acts; a thought that made the scar etched into her very breast itch. -- ah, own sins had robbed her physical form of years already, alas there was no way to prevent the inevitable -- again, aetherial sight & the powers at her disposal demanded more than she could give & oh, was she too haughty, too prideful, too self-depriving & selfless to ask for help.

     ❛ pray, if your adoration is that vivid, use it to lend me a hand. – ❜ there, shifting in her seat, tattered cloak draped across slim shoulders, the sage simply exhales; allows a petite sigh to pass parted lips. To feign displeasure, nay, vexation mayhaps, no matter how out of place it seemed. After all, there was no one here but them; cordially close, fingers running across ancient pages, succumbing to their favorite pastime. Dearest Urianger, words could not express what his very presence meant -- probably never would. He knew, perhaps, that her respond meant naught more than a soft affirmation veiled behind one’s inability to be blunt in such matters. -- peculiar, she thought, for what was bluntness if not one of her trademarks?  ❛ aye, ‘tis a passage I cannot decipher, I am afraid. ❜

     Cue glance’s ascent, blind eyes gazing into his very direction. Exhaustion had turned his form into a pulsating mass of glimmering aether, languidly dispersing, only to reappear at the corner of her sight. Aye, fatigue clung to her, as per usual, threatening to claim what little was left of her ability to stay alert & awake. The strength to defy his genuine camaraderie had long waned, leaving unexpressed sentiments lingering beneath the surface; willing to seize the moment, to spill forth & shatter the very facade one had so carefully built. Oh, a compromise then, show him but a little; grant him the affection he undoubtedly deserves.

     Lo, a  smile, heartfelt this time, devoid of sass & pragmatism. ‘twas a gentle gesture [rare, indeed], an unspoken invitation to move closer / an unvoiced confession, a long dreaded demand for aid pressed into a whisper / tone brimming with subtle resentment for no one but herself.  ❛ be my eyes, if you will. ❜