#my poor baby boys T.T

[pushing500]

Kwahu made friends with an anima yak, who is now named Suzette. She'll give us lovely blue anima wool which we can sell or make lovely blue clothes from!

I'm calling this gift from Arwell "Chekhov's Bionic Leg" for no reason in particular.

Anyway, time to go fight a mech cluster!

Well, we defeated the mechs but forgot to get out of dodge before the turrets exploded! I'm sure there is only minimal damage, though, right?

Oh damn. That looks painful... At least we have a bionic leg to replace it, right, Kwahu?

... Kwahu?

oh hell

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Forms of affection (Son Heung-Min x f!reader headcanons)

Summary: little things Sonny and you would do in a relationship to show affection for each other.

Warnings: established relationship

Author's note: okay so I'm not a writer, i literally just put some things on my phone notes when i'm feeling inspired and that's it ajskajskaj Sonny's got me feeling VERY inspired these days so i wrote these cause he makes me feel super soft 🤧 i hope you enjoy it though! It's all stuff i think he would do in a relationship because he's a precious smol bean 💗 and sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language 🥰

Holding hands

• Sonny isn't very comfortable with PDA

• He's very polite so he always tries to keep it respectful (and poor baby is shy too >.<)

• But one thing he absolutely can't just not do is holding hands

• It's his own simple way of telling the world you belong to him and he belongs to you

• Sometimes when he's with his friends and he takes your hand he blushes a bit because he knows they will tease him

• "Yeah, big boy, go get your girl!" - they tease him when you're not around

• But he doesn't mind because he's really super proud you're "his girl" 💗

• He likes rubbing his thumb over your hand too

• It's like he's saying "everything is okay, I'm here for you and you're here for me"

• And even if he can't hold hands at the moment, he'll always put his hand on the small of your back, just to let you know he's there for you (and to remind himself you're with him too)

Kissing the mole under his eye

• Sonny has said it himself that he likes the beautymark under his eye so there's no need to hide you love it too

• You think it's sweet and delicate just like him <3

• You like kissing that spot too

• When you're having a day off and watching tv or just laying next to each other you love admiring his features and that tiny mole always stands out to you

• "Close your eyes" - you ask him softly

• When he does, you approach him and kiss right under his eye

• He laughs and when he opens his eyes he says "thank you, my love, but i was expecting that kiss somewhere else" - he says sheepishly

• You can't help but laugh out loud at how adorable he is

• "You're so silly" - you say smiling and then kiss him on the lips just like he wanted hehe

Kissing his wrinkles

• Needless to say that Sonny laughing is one of the most precious things you've ever seen

• You'll do everything on your reach to make him laugh because it's seriously so heartwarming

• You think it's soooo adorable how his eyes get all wrinkled when he's laughing hard

• When he does that, you grab his face and shower his wrinkles with kisses because you really can't deal with that cuteness

• That makes him laugh even harder so you go on a loop of laughing and kissing AKSLAJSKAJ

• When he's back to normal he'll hug you and kiss you back because he really can't believe he ended up with a kind angel like you

Running your hands through his hair

• Oh my God, let's talk about Eric Dier's goal Sonny's hair!!

• It's soooo fluffy T.T

• You want to touch it all the time

• When you're chilling at home and he lays his head on your lap or when you have those lazy days staying in bed you love to run your hands through his hair

• And don't get tricked, he loves it too!

• He says it's super relaxing and makes him forget about all the bad stuff

• He will close his eyes and just enjoy it, which is seriously such an angelic sight

• Also when you're talking and you're feeling flirty you'll stand in your tip toes, run your hands through his hair and give him a little kiss

• It makes his heart do a backflip

• "Nonono come back and kiss me again please" hahahah

Saying "i love you"

• You say lots of "i love you"s but you'd rather show it

• Little gestures of caring that really show how much you love each other

• When he comes home after losing a match and you hug him tightly, he knows it's because you love and support him, and you'll always be by his side no matter what

• Or when you're feeling frustrated because of work and he picks you up, holding you tight

• You feel so safe in his arms and that's because you know how much he loves you

• Also when he scores!

• He wants to keep it safe for both of you, so he won't just let an "i love you" slip, but he'll always do the heart hands or blow kisses to you

• But you do say the words too

• When he's about to leave for a match

• "Go get them, baby, i love you!" - you say and he feels like he could conquer the world for you ❤️

• Or when he travels for the competitions and calls you because he misses you

• "I love you so much, do you know that?"

• Your heart breaks at that because you love him and miss him just as much

• But your fave is when you're in bed, late at night, his hands caressing your face and he goes:

• "(Y/N)?" - he asks, his voice almost a whisper

• "Yeah?" - you reply, nearly asleep

• "Saranghae" - he says, kissing your forehead softly

• That makes your heart feel so warm

• "I love you too, Sonny" - you get closer to him and fall asleep with a big smile and a fluttering heart 💗

[wearepurplejackets]

Jibaku Shonen Hanako-kun 115 Theory

Okay, okay, OKAY.

(Spoilers btw.)

Long time not see, sorry, like a lot. I was busy... crying.

1,2,3 LET'S GO! So, if I understand what is going on correctly, in this new timeline...

Hanako is dead. I mean: DEAD. Like for real. Like no spirit or whatsoever. (Also TERU AND KOU'S MOTHER IS ALIVE OH MY GOD, EVEN IF I EXPECTED IT, OH MY DOG.)

Or not, (yeah, maybe not, sorry for the heart attack) it depends if the clock keepers went to the exact moment when Amane killed his fake assassin kind of a brother in the school for real. (And then he did a seppuku or something.) with the kitchen knife.

Or to the moment Tsukasa went straight to the cursed pit of their house when they were like... 5(?) years old to save Amane because he was dying of... some 1960 illness I don't know. He was pretty ill all the time. (My baby, you never have a rest, eh. I don't know what God is doing right now, but doing a good job is not on the list.) So if Tsukasa never met the THING and made a deal with it to save his brother, Amane could have died in the end, #killme :((((((

Anyways, what do you think? Are the other kids like number 3 gone for sure too? Pffft, my poor girl T.T The thing with number 6 never happened so he is still wandering in the other side not remembering a shit again? Will Aoi-chan (seriously, why these two have to be called the same? AidaIro what were you thinking, this is so confusing???) remember the other timeline/correct timeline?

I don't know but Kou is going to be so destroyed when this is over, Teru you are gonna need to contact a therapist this time, I mean, this kid got his dear mother and his (boy)friend back, my poor soul. At least hot (traitor) senpai didn't killed Mitsuba with this sh*t happening, I GUESS AIDAIRO. I DOUBLE GUESS.

I also think is pretty stupid for the clock keepers to go to the instant when Amane killed Tsukasa. Even if we saw the 1968 number all over last chapters. I think it could be smarter if they stopped the THING to come over to little Tsukasa in the first place. Or are they going to let Amane kill him and let them be, nah.

Or at least to stop Tsukasa to come back to Amane when they were little. So that way Amane would be alive (and traumatized for life anyway because his brother dissapeared) and their parents... too... Leave me alone, I'm sad.

I think this last one possibility is the most reasonable since the three girls who did the ouija thing/ceremony in class (there is no better place to do this sh*t? What is going on in Japan's schools anyway??) talked to some spirit called Tsukasa. And then one of them dissapeared, like, yeah. F*ck. Try again. (Even when they knew some other girl did this sh*t in the past and they never saw her again. Jezz, you were asking for it!!!)

Maybe Hanako saved everyone when he killed his brother and make himself one of the protectors of the school because WOW, you let this kids by themselves for a second and they are already dying like flies!!!

And I still think Yashiro is going to die either even if they changed this timeline, sorry not sorry, my girl will survive of course. But this present is so fake. Hanako wil try to find her to save her.

I KNOW. Believe in the... me, that believes in Hanako. (Still pretty weird the scene where we saw that old Yugi as a teacher wandering the school while the girls did the ouija. And the creepy smile in his face. Do you think that's really Hanako? Cause I don't know Rick,)

And what with the Hot senpai??? You have cursed blood eh, I knew something was wrong with this guy since the moment he survived EVERYTHING FROM THE START. (And you start to use it now, AidaIro, you both are ruffians. I love it, let them cook, let them cook...) This guy is immortal and bored to death, change my mind I dare you.

Well, that's all. But you know what? Let me dream and find in this plot something interesting and different, AidaIro. You never let me down. (Believe in the me taht believe in Hanako that believe in AidaIro that believe in Akane was so handsome in this last chapters like I BELIEVE IN ANGELS) I want to believe that the Yugi Tsuchigomori is talking about when he was asked about his broken watch, note that he said only Yugi as a surname (strange isn't it), so... what if that was Tsukasa? And not Amane.

What if Tsukasa is the one old and alive in this time line? It would be so cool to have Tsukasa and Yashiro working together to bring his brother back. What if Amane is now the evil psycho little kid.

Let me dream or write the fanfic. (Nah it wont make sense, the girls of the ouija called for Tsukasa, sighs.) BECAUSE WHO KNOWS, SOMETHING IS GOING ON IN THIS TIMELINE AND IS NOT OKAY.

ANYWAY, HANAKO KUN MANGA.

IS CINEMA.

[coreysconcepts]

hello again! i wanted 2 post abt one of my fav charas bc he rlly stood the test of time and is still mostly relevant to me until today TT that someone is heishin! he's my eight-tailed fox character bc i had to, ykyk? also the first 3 pics are old drawings of heishin, like at most a year ago? when i was still conceptualizing what kind of character he was gonna be. anyway he's sort of like the dorky himbo character who values family and friends very closely and is like, romantic when you least expect him to be... so T.T anyway i shall drop his lore and kit! his lore is quite long and pretty outdated too, since i've gotten new lore inputs for his region ever since writing this backstory, but i think his story in general about being once divine would be the same. his skills in the concept art above are also outdated, since his most recent kit is very different from what i drew before. anyway thats all and i hope whoever reads this enjoys heishin :] (dividers are from @saradika-graphics)

The Almost Divine A dark blue mist eclipses the bright, ever-sunny sky of Kamigami’s Divine Palace. Needing a reliable guardian to deal with this situation, the Divine Deities created many prototype creatures. The three things they looked for in their divine guard were blinding swiftness, penetrating attacks, and some sort of distraction mechanism whenever it was fighting in groups. Among their many prototypes, one stuck out like a sore thumb: a fox who had trouble operating how it’s supposed to operate. The gods ran some tests on it, but it never seemed to engage in battle, no matter how hard they try to. All it ever does is run away, even while having all the checkmarks ticked off. One of the gods thought that it might be lacking something it wants to fight for, and did his best to rewire its brain into wanting to fight for them. Still, no effect. It boggles them how they, divine and all-powerful deities, made something that they themselves can’t even control.

Seeing all their efforts go to waste, they ultimately decide to cast down this failed prototype to the mortal realm. The god of care and love was the last it would see in the Divine Castle, as she was also the first it saw. She wished their almost defender a happy and fulfilled life, wrapping it in cloth weaved from light itself before dropping it into the clouds below. As the fox fell further and further away from heaven, it slowly started to grow more tails than it is supposed to have. One… Two… Three… Up until eight tails. When it finally landed on a forest’s cold ground in the mortal land, its brilliant cloth was blinding even the light of the moon. A poor, infertile, farmer couple happened to be passing by from the city, coming back from a long day of selling their goods. The blinding object lit up their dark path, and they were caught by surprise. Deciding to see what the foreign object was, they made their way toward it. They heard the screams of a baby getting louder the more they got closer to it. Once they reached the light, they knelt on the ground and unwrapped the peculiar shining cloth to see a human child, crying uncontrollably. Just then, eight tiny blue spirits pranced out of the cloth and twirled in the air, nodding to the couple before vanishing into thin air. They then quickly wrap the child in their arms, comforting it in their arms. They decided to name the infant Heishin after seeing the spirits from earlier.

As a young boy, Heishin was noticeably different from his playmates: he was extraordinarily fast— just a tad bit faster than a cat running, marks left on tree barks where he’d climb would be deeper than scratches and was charmingly persuading unbeknownst even to him. His parents were aware of this too, but thought he might just be “special” and dismissed the strange happenings. However, they were astounded when he had an appetite for liver. There were even times when if they wouldn’t cook him liver, he’d go out and ask their neighbors in the village for his favorite dish. As he grew older, he became odder and odder: most remarkably, his lower back started growing a small bump, and two sections of his hair started growing upwards, resembling that of a feline’s ear. One night, as Heishin was sleeping, his parents came home late from selling their goods at the market square. When they opened their bedroom door, they discovered a long protrusion coming from his slumbering body, which was wrapped in a small blanket and had its back facing them. Under the influence of curiosity and fear, they slowly crept towards him, pulling his blanket ever so slightly. Greeting them were not one, two, three, but eight fuzzy, snow-white tails. Their sudden shrieks caused Heishin to wake up, joining them in concerning revelation.

Reluctantly wanting to learn more about his past, he tags along with his parents to the city the next day and visits a library, covered in a cloak hiding his unique attributes. He impatiently goes through scrolls and flips through books until he comes upon the divine Nine-Tailed Fox. Written by a famous scholar in Kogoshi, the book “Creatures of Light” states that a ravaging eclipse is fated to come every one thousand years. This eclipse would bring with it famine, high tides, and blocks sunlight until it passes. To address this, the divine creates spirit guardians to aid the mortals and help them defend their paradise. One of the guardians who were different from the others was the Nine-Tailed Fox, who could traverse both the mortal and divine realm. It uses its powerful abilities in defending the Divine Castle, while also being able to relay important messages from heaven to humans. The book also adds that the Nine-Tailed Fox has only been seen once a thousand years ago, when a farmer’s livestock was found dead, and their livers missing. Heishin treks to his parent’s market stall determined to share his newfound knowledge. The situation did not sink in with his parents yet, but they reassured him that they still love him whatever his background.

A few days pass by, and Heishin makes his way home after running errands in the market square. It was quite a lengthy walk, even for him. The moon, though eerily having a shadow, was already in the sky when he was homebound. From afar, he noticed that the door to their native farmhouse was open. He found this weird, as it would always be closed, whether anyone was home or not. He also did not see his mother cooking their dinner outside, and their livestock was all over the place. He rushed to their open house and saw their things littered all over the floor. He crept into their bedroom to see his parents shivering in a corner. An ominous man stands tall with a knife in his hand, just about to take their lives. In the doorway, Heishin’s eyes glow yellow. His tails unfurl, lighting up. Blue flames summon all around him. In the blink of an eye, he stabs the man with his fire.

As the man falls, his parents rush to hug him. They share a short affirming conversation before Heishin hears more footsteps outside. He peered outside to see a group of shadowy figures hiding in the darkness surrounding their house, with only their glowing orange eyes making their presence known. He tightly hugs his parents before telling them to hide somewhere in the house. He then jumps out the window, channeling his inner power. For the first time since his past life in the Divine Palace, he transforms into the mighty Eight-Tailed Fox. As his tails started glowing pink, he blindingly jumped from place to place and dazed the shadow figures— up in the trees, behind the trees, down on the ground, and on the roof of their house. He jumps from enemy to enemy one more time, this time swiftly leaving deep, glowing blue scratches on their human body. Then, he stops to take some breaths. He lets out a deafening howl, exploding the scratches. As his enemies fall and disappear into shadow, he transforms back into a human and rushes to find his family. In a hidden trapdoor on the living area’s ground, Heishin helps them get up. They tear up as they hug him and thank him for defending their home. Heishin still feels uneasy even after defeating the enemies and remembered how the moon looked. He quickly goes out and looks at the sky, and his thoughts were right.

Up in the empty night sky, the moon itself was eclipsed by a darker force. Heishin knew this eclipse would be tremendously more dangerous than the previous eclipses thousands of years ago. With a heavy sigh and one last hug, he tells his parents to look for a new home in the city.

“What about you?” his father asks.

“I’ll be just here, in the forest, fighting off any evil that might come to harm you,” he speaks with a soft smile.

They bid their farewells as Heishin secretly sends off a small fox spirit to watch over them. Breathing deeply, he transforms into a fox and runs off into the unlit night. The fight has just begun, and Heishin wants to make sure he’s his family’s first line of defense.

kit: Q (Mesmerizing Flames) - (passive) Every three attacks, Heishin spins around and deals damage to all enemies he hits. - (active) Heishin sends blue flames to a cone-shaped, medium-ranged direction, dealing damage to all enemies hit and burns them for 3.5 seconds. W (Exploring the Open World) - - Heishin launches himself forward and transforms into his fox form for 8 seconds, gaining a burst of decaying movement speed. Heishin can recast this skill to launch himself in the air before landing on an area, dealing damage to all enemies hit. The damage from recasting this skill affects towers, and immediately destroys towers with 10% or less HP. E (Simulation of Life) - (passive) Increases healing received. - (active) Heishin plants a rice seed on the ground. After 5 seconds, the rice can be harvested to heal the player that harvested it. The ground where the rice seed was initially planted will keep growing harvestable rice seeds until an enemy unit destroys it through basic attacking. Heishin can interact with the destroyed ground to make it fertile again. R (Divine Intervention) - Heishin leaps to an enemy in fox form, charming them for a few seconds. When recast, dashes to a direction and deal massive damage to all enemies hit. Enemies whose HP drops below 4% from this skill will be executed.

[feuqueerfire]

Derry Girls Live Blogging

Been meaning to watch this for so long. I've seen so many clips and videos on the internet of this, especially about the nun and the lesbian

Season 1

Ep 1 (Mar 24)

I do love horrid but funny family dynamics

please "I'm not going to be an individual on my own"

lol I've seen so many of this nun sister's moments on like tiktok, she's funny

lmfao a dead nun?!

that was very fun

Ep 2 (Mar 24)

the trust funds T.T

stealing a whole notice job board and so having to work for free pls

pls T.T this ep was so T.T

Ep 3 (Mar 24)

this English guy lmfao hated on for being English, presumed to be gay, and the grandpa being like hm he could be a rapist

plsss not the dog pee as tears of Mary

oh the lesbian not being in awe of the priest while all the other girls are

the priest is hoping for proof of God through these girls being led to the chapel and seeing a weeping statue, I'm dead

Ep 4 (Mar 24)

pls I'm actually dying at the way these Irish people are treating the Ukeranians from Chernobyl like some little dolls T.T reminds me of Claire with her African Kamal obsession in ep 1 but at least he wasn't here for her to lead him around T.T

T.T why is Erin so worried about James' virginity

please these people are so T.T the sisters so unwelcoming to their father's new gf (their mother's been dead a decade) and, in the words of Katya, Erin is a "racist, patronizing bitch" T.T

Ep 5 (Mar 24)

maybe I would've enjoyed this more if I knew about about like Irish history and whatever was going on with Emmett

Ep 6 (Mar 24)

ah poor Clare they're all publishing her journal submission even though they're claiming it's for support

omg the "Let's talk about sex, baby. Let's talk about you and me" song

also the song Girls & Boys by Blur I think? at like 16 mins? the instrumental

oh yeah it is Girls & Boys hehe

poor Clare who has her writing all spread across the school but the person who insisted on publishing it for the scandal and buzz reacted poorly to her coming out

that was an interesting ending, I guess the show was showing the mundane and silly lives of people even amidst the tragedies going on in Ireland at the time

Overall:

This was pretty fun overall since I haven't watched much media focusing on Ireland nor do I know many Irish people, so it was fun to get to peek into the culture and vibe of the 1990s Ireland through this.

Also, the girls are all so different and also terrible in many ways; I do love it when characters are people I'd hate it real life and I don't think I'd be able to stand any of these people (maybe Clare, maybe James), so it's fun to see them go around wreaking havoc. My favourite characters so far are Clare and I think Michelle; also Katya even though she was only there for 1 ep

Rating: 7/10

Season 2

Binged a season yesterday, let's see if I'll do another one today

Ep 1 (Mar 25)

please the protestants and catholics

i love the bit about James being a girl and Orla being a boy

Ep 2 (Mar 25)

this new teacher is very attractive

Ep 3 (Mar 25)

oh yeah I've seen this on twitter or something the whole thing with the nun in the bus and vodka suitcase

Ep 4 (Mar 25)

scones

Ep 5 (Mar 25)

the "there are no height restrictions... as far as I'm aware" moment

lmfao the white friends being like <3 asian girlie in our group <3 and the asian girl being like foh until she realizes one of them is a lesbian and she's like wait i did want a gay friend even though it'd be ideally a gay fella

IRA cease fire

Ep 6 (Mar 25)

naurr James is leaving for London? pls him saying he's developed Stolkohm Syndrome

omg James Derry Girl at heart

naurrrr why is this so randomly emotional? I don't want James to go away and maybe be let down by his mother in the future

yesss okay I was like I want James to like being a girl the way Orla likes being a boy and now he's happily claiming he's a Derry Girl

Still very fun, though there were some that weren't as good/funny in the middle. Liked the little emotional moment with James at the end. Love Orla being a girl who's a boy and James being a boy who's a girl (and this time he agrees to being a Derry Girl rather than them slagging him for being a girl/gay).

Rating: 6.5/10

Season 3

Ep 1 (Mar 26)

T.T not them helping thieves and robbers burgle the school

and getting arrested

lol for a sec there I was wondering if the dad and grandpa are gonna end up getting accused

Ep 2 (Mar 26)

okay lmfao the "you've seen my driving instructor pick me up at school a dozen times" "i thought he was just a creep" "and yet you didn't intervene?" "you seemed happy enough" <- me about some of these BL boys

Ep 3 (Mar 26)

ok

Ep 4 (Mar 26)

naurrr I got nervous that there'd be a romance subplot when James and Erin went to prom together but I thought we escaped it, so I wish James didn't apparently like Erin and now they're kissing agh

oh yeah the incest clip lmfao

Ep 5 (Mar 26)

lol that's cute the mothers in 1977

Ep 6 (Mar 26)

a Halloween episode? I thought ep 4 was the spooky episode

lesbianism hehe

AN ANEURYSM?! and death?!

Ep 7 (Mar 26)

this ep is twice as long as others. this is the series finale right, no season 4?

oh dang everything's changed so much

Clare lives 20 minutes away, there's some sort of agreement about peace and governing ability and letting people out of prisons, Michelle's brother had killed someone and gone to prison and so she has a vested interest in getting this to pass whereas Erin doesn't think he or others should get out

oh is the nun making sure she stays in the school

they're all voting for Yes the good Friday agreement. i suppose i should search it up

Overall:

I don't know how to feel about the ending - it was touching but certainly a different tone than the other episodes, but it still had enough of the same vibes. It was good season but I'm not yearning for more.

Rating: 6.5/10

[rosescries]

Well, okay then!

From left to right:

Yvonne Valene Rose- the main character of Tick Tock. Sweet girl, pretty laid back and go with the flow type.

Darling Venus- the reader insert turned Oc of my unpublished fic; Requiem. She's blind and was "raised" in Underlust. (Not really. She fell into the underground with amnesia and learned their culture) There's a bit more going on with her, but that'd be spoilers. She's also the owner of that bracelet I posted a while ago and let you guys figure out which charm went with which skeleton!

Rosetta Scarlet Stone- the reader insert turned Oc from Goodbye To Spring (and she's in a lot more unpublished fics too now). A sweet little girl who was severely abused and neglected by her birth parents, but it's okay because she has a bunch of dads now that love her very very much.

Ashley Morgan- the best friend of the Mc of my abandoned story; Cheating Death. A very headstrong and reliable, and loyal, woman who would've caused problems for the mob boys after a while.

Megaera "Kitty" Lovania- actually the first Undertale Oc I made, I think. She was for a story that is long gone now, but did help me get into Undertale and it's many AUs. I think I have some little snippets from what was the story she was in, but it’s super old. She was Frisk's older sister! (Or Chara's in the Swap AUs.)

Marina "Momma" Roselle- what I guess is my monstersona. Who I imagine as Momma from Babybones.

And finally, there's Korinna and Bell Serif- Dust and Mc's kids from Dust Coated. Sweet girls, very much both of their parents' children though. And poor Kori. Baby girl has it rough. T.T

Do you guys want to hear about them??

[itsstrawberrymochi]

Can I request some headcannons where the reader plays a break up prank with tanjiro, kyojuro, giyuu, sanemi and genya? Thank you! I really love your writings so I'm requesting this! Take care💕

(If you think the characters are too much you don't have to write all of them! Please don't stress yourself out!)

kny characters x reader Break up prank!

Hellooo thx for the request and for the sweet compliment it means a lot to me ^^ hope you enjoy reading this

Ngl this was so hard to write I didn’t want to hurt my babies 😭

Warnings: Slight cursing at Sanemi’s part

Tanjiro

❤️-Since when was it fun to hurt this sweet little boy? T.T

❤️- Seeing that it’s a break up prank you’ll obviously have to pretend to look sad and since Tanjiro is such a loving boyfriend, who always pays attention to you he’ll immediately notice your shift in emotions and ask you what’s wrong

❤️- When you tell him you’re breaking up with him he’ll be really confused and ask why, unlike the others he doesn’t immediately let his emotions run wild

❤️- You’ll tell him you don’t feel the spark anymore and as you talk he wouldn’t yell or intervene, instead he’ll listen and wait until you give him a chance to speak

❤️- Poor baby really tried to act sweet and calm about it

❤️- While you were talking he had this look, even though he was giving you a soft smile you could see the pain in his eyes and the tears beginning to form

❤️- When you give him a chance to speak he first apologized and tells you he’s sorry for not treating you like amazing person you are, he says he hopes you find someone better because you deserve it ( shut up Tanjiro you are better 😒 )

❤️- Every bone in his body is telling him to beg you to stay, but he tries to control the urge

❤️- He kind of wants to pull a Zenitsu real quick by hanging onto you and begging you not to break up with him all while crying

❤️- But it never works for Zenitsu, so who says it’ll work for him?

❤️- The reason why he doesn’t ask you to stay or give him another chance is because he feels like he’d be a burden to you if you stayed with him

❤️- Tanjiro definitely asked if you two can still be friends, he thinks maybe he’ll do a better job at this one 🥺

❤️- As you tell him it’s a prank he lets a long groan and puts his hands on his heart as though he was about to have a heart attack

❤️- He wasn’t even mad at you and he forgive you for it rather quickly

❤️- You can tell he’s not mad about it because sometimes he’ll bring it up and you two would have a laugh about it

Rengoku

🔥- When you told him you wanted to break up he just stared at you blankly he was very unresponsive for a couple minutes, he didn’t even blink nor spoke

🔥- At this exact moment a million scenarios is going through his head, trying to find the one where he did something so bad to you you’d have to do this

🔥- You’ll have to call him to bring him back the reality

🔥- He’ll then immediately gently cup your face and ask you so many questions

“ Was it because something I said?”

“Is it because I go on too many missions?”

“ Does it seem that I’m not I love with you anymore?”

🔥- And he’ll go on and on

🔥- After his yammering talking he’ll then gently hold both of your hands and stare you in your eyes he ain’t ever breaking eye contact

🔥- He’ll ask for one more chance and he says something like

🔥-“ y/n I know you don’t want to hear this but I have to say it, I don’t want this to end. You and I were made for each other and we can make it through anything! No matter how hard, please give me a second chance and I’ll be the better man you deserve but if you don’t want to I understand and I’ll respect your wishes”

🔥- He’d more than happy to stay friends so if you need a shoulder to cry on he’s still there, he thinks just because you’re not together doesn’t mean he has to stop caring about you

🔥- Like Tanjiro he’d apologize for making you unhappy

🔥- He tries to make the situation a little bit lighter by still having his shining smile although as soon as you leave he’ll probably break down crying

🔥- The reason why he doesn’t cry in front of you isn’t because he’s being prideful but because he rather pay attention and help your emotions rather than his own, he thinks that this most be really hard on you

🔥- HURRY UP AND SAY YOU ARE JOKING PLEASEEE

🔥- When you’re finally done being evil and tell him you’re joking he’ll stare blankly at you again and then a couple of minutes later he’ll burst out laughing

🔥- While he’s laughing he’ll pull you in for a tight hug

🔥- In between in his laughing he tells you he’s definitely gonna get you back

🔥- And when you ask how he doesn’t answer..... he just continues laughing 😳

Giyuu

🌊- Poor poor Giyuu never saw it coming, is it surprising that Shinobu dared you to do it?

🌊- When you sat him down to talk you said “ we need to talk” now any normal s/o would be shaking in their boots by now but Giyuu thought you actually just wanted to chat with him

🌊- Much to his dismay it wasn’t an innocent small talk,and he for sure wasn’t expecting to hear you wanted to break up with him

🌊- It’s almost like he stopped working, he stared off into space and didn’t move a muscle he was mute too

🌊- No matter how much you poke at him or call his name he wouldn’t move

🌊- It’s like it went in one ear and went through the next

🌊- But you’ll know it finally sank in when you see drops begin to fall from his face

🌊- He’ll quietly apologize that it didn’t work out

🌊- He may look calm and collected on the outside

🌊- But he’s literally dying on the inside and because he sucks at his emotions he doesn’t know what to say

🌊- He’s also scared if he does say something it’ll make the whole situation worse

🌊- Giyuu really wants to ask how he can fix it but his lips don’t move and his body is still it’s almost like he’s paralyzed

🌊- He’ll then get up and walk to your shared bedroom, when he comes back he hands you a box with a bunch of letters, along with small gifts you give him in the past

🌊- He explained that everytime you made him happy whenever he was having a bad day he wrote a letter saying how much he loves and appreciated you

🌊- There’s probably like over 100 letters there 🥸

🌊- He asks you to get rid of them because if he were to keep them he’d become extremely attacked to them and it’ll probably be unhealthy

🌊- Even though this is a hard time for him he asked if you two can stay friends. You’re practically his best friend and you’re the only one he trusts enough to let his guard down

🌊- He says you’re his emotional support system

🌊-At this point Giyuu isn’t the only one crying.... you for sure didn’t expect this reaction, you immediately jumped on him and started to ball your eyes out in his chest saying you’re so sorry and it was a prank

🌊- As he finds out it’s a prank his face would be shocked but then it’ll turn into a genuine small smile. He’d be so happy that it a joke and he’ll actually find it funny that he feel for it, but you don’t see this smile because he refuses to let go of the hug

🌊- You better make him his favorite food and do the dishes for a week as a sorry 😤

Sanemi

☁️- You don’t value your life do you?

☁️- You told him as you two were laying on the couch and he was currently occupied in a book

☁️- You called his name and told him you wanted to talk and he hummed in response still reading his book

☁️- When you told him he didn’t believe you at first, you always joked around with him so when you said it he just replied with ��� funny” not even bothering to look at you, but when you went silent and didn’t laugh after he quickly turned to you now ignoring his book you could see the shock all over his face

☁️- Mans immediately got upset

☁️-“ WTF? you’re not serious right now, you’re joking, tell me you’re joking!”

☁️- At this point tears would start to form and in an attempt for you not to notice he’ll quickly move from you and start walking all over the room throwing his hands in the air kinda throwing a tantrum

☁️- He’s the only one talking, he doesn’t really give you a chance to speak and with all his shouting I don’t think he even noticed you tried to speak.

☁️- Like a normal s/o he tried to figure out why you’re doing this but this reasons are well..... unreasonable

☁️- “ It’s Uzui isn’t it? That danm moron I bet he convinced you he’s better than me I’ll kill him I swear I will! he really thinks he can just take you from me”

☁️-“No it’s not because of him”

☁️- “Then what?”

☁️- You’ll probably be stuck at this point because you didn’t expect him to react like this

☁️- He then gets frustrated and give up trying to figure out why you’re breaking up with him and his prideful ass would go

☁️-“ Fine leave I don’t care” his back would be turned away from you and his arms folded, a classic grumpy Sanemi pose

☁️-You, still wanting to carry the prank would start to leave

☁️-As you’re about to walk through the door he’ll quickly grab your wrist and pull you into his chest, quietly apologizing for the way he acted and asking you to give him another chance this is when you say it’s a prank

☁️- You can literally see all that pain and anger

☁️- He really doesn’t want to get mad at you, he’s in such an emotional state right he’s so relieved it wasn’t true

☁️- You can literally see all that pain and anger flush out of him, he’ll slowly back away from you and let out a deep and long sigh with his eyes close ( he’s probably thinking what his punishment would be if he murdered you)

☁️- As soon as he’s done calming himself down he’ll look at you and have this smirk and evil look in eye

☁️- “You’ll pay for that dumbass”

☁️- I just have one word for you right now

☁️- RUN!

Genya

👾- All I’m going to say is you’re evil... EVIL!!!

👾- You both were apart for the whole day with training so you had to tell him you wanted to talk privately later. When you told him you wanted to talk he was actually really excited for the whole day because he couldn’t wait to spend some time with you alone, his first thought was you probably wanted to talk about your training but was he wrong

👾- When you two finally sat down to talk he’ll have a soft and sweet smile on his face all while giving you his full attention (as per usual)

👾- But as you say you’re breaking up with him his smile would drop and he’ll give you a really confused look

👾- He’s going to ask why and you can hear the cracking in his voice

👾- As you tell him he definitely gives you a sad smile and try to make it seem like a he’s ok

👾- He then says it’s ok and he understands but in the middle of his sentence he starts crying

👾- and it’s not the one or two tear rolling down the cheek crying NO! It’s the shoulder shaking ,small whimper coming from his lips type of crying

👾- He kindly says he doesn’t want to stay friends because he knows too well he can’t see you with someone else and everything he sees you he’ll remember your not with him and he’ll probably break down crying

👾- This is also the moment all his insecurities would hit him like a bus

👾- Being with you he felt proud to be himself but since you ‘broke up’ with him he’ll feel like it’s all his fault because he wasn’t good enough

👾- In between his tears he’s mummering how dumb he is or how weak he is, not to manipulate you of course but it’s just that that’s the only reason he could think of why you broke up with him

👾- He asked to hug you one last time because he doesn’t want to forget how it feels

👾- After you tell him it’s a prank he’ll just hug you harder and would still be crying in the crook of you neck

👾- He wouldn’t be mad at you at alllll instead he’ll be really clingy with you for a good while always asking for hugs and kisses

👾- He may or may not have gotten extra kisses from you because he used your prank as guilt trip

[keimisan]

↪ perfection in your flaws - t.mitsuya

words: 7,822

descript: you're the sole guardian of your twin younger brothers, and you just recently moved to a cheaper apartment, where you meet the kind neighbor, mitsuya takashi. and through your ups and downs, through your hardships and happiness, through the time you spend with him, his sisters and your brothers- mitsuya comes to love it all.

warning(s): fluff? fluff. second pov, female reader, set when you and mitsuya are both seventeen but toman exists, angst with happy ending.

I tried a different format this time, with no capitals T.T for @lila-skies, don't know if i did this plot justice, but thank you for letting me write it, it was wonderful.

p.s: you can't tell me mitsuya doesn't call mana baby.

takashi mitsuya is an excellent brother, luna and mana knew so, everyone around him knew so. but when it comes to the brother in question, mitsuya has never been very confident. he’s always trying his best, but there’s still a lingering feeling of, what if he's not providing them enough, what if he's not the best I can be, what if they feel obligated to limit their desire just because they were poor, what if they’re unhappy- so many what if’s and so many questions that were inescapable.

“taka taka!”

mitsuya’s attention shifts towards his young sister from the patch of wool he was sewing, palpably noticing the tears that smeared her cheeks and her rosy, swollen nose as she waddles towards him. he immediately gets up from his seat, rushing to his sister as he kneels down, “what happened, mana?”

“thaw boy hwurt me!” mana exclaims, a wave of unstoppable tears raining down her reddish eyes.

“where are you hurt baby?”

“thwere,” mana mumbles, pointing to her right knee- a little reddish scratch blemishing her skin. mitsuya gently wipes her tears away with the pad of his thumb, one of his hands sliding down to tenderly pat her slouched shoulders.

“it’s alright, it’ll be fine once I patch it up.”

he slides his hands under mana's arms, lifting her to sit on his bed as he fetches the medical kit reserved for his little sisters. mana’s hiccups are the only sound he hears when he softly caresses the slight scratch with a pinch of ointment, making sure that he’s never pressing too hard. then he brings up mana’s favorite plaster strip- an animated cat with a copperplate kawaii written under it. mana’s pout brightens up at the sight of the cat’s doodle, and mitsuya carefully swipes it on the joint of her knee.

“there you go, better?”

mitsuya smiles when his sibling nods her head vigorously, her dinky hair-buns bopping along with her- as if the scratch was never there in the first place.

“taka will go and see who hurt mana, will you come with me?”

mitsuya takes her tiny hands into his, ushering her to lead the way as he stands up. he walks along with mana in slow steps until they reach the staircase that lead to the ground floor; and mana jumps down the stairs, dragging him by the arm as she occasionally exudes light sniffles. he supposes it was the new neighbor’s kid who’d recently moved downstairs- since mana’s never been this upset throughout the years they’d lived here; in fact, she’s gotten along with the neighbors quite well.

It’s the second door to the ground floor where the new residents moved in- quite obvious with the cartoon boxes laying around in front of the door, messily. the door’s open, he notices; and a little boy, around the same height as mana sat on one of the many boxes.

“is it him?” mitsuya asks, earning a brief nod from mana- who’d already hid herself behind his legs. he walks over to the young boy with mana trailing behind, walking through the thin space the boxes provided.

“hello, little guy,” mitsuya greets; and the boy, with short brown hair and shimmering hazel eyes, instantly looks up. his eyes shift to mana behind the older's legs and mitsuya can already say that he’d been terribly apologetic as he hurridly jumps down the cardboard, uttering a faint, “h-hello,”

“my sister says she's upset at you, is that true mister?” mitsuya’s voice is cool despite the fright that glosses the latter’s eyes and he almost feels bad for confronting the preschooler because of how courteously he bows down in a formal apology.

“I’m really sorry-”

“haru, I told you not to play around here,” comes a feminine voice through the door. mitsuya looks up, and his eyes land on you; your features are starkly similar to the young boy but not your messy appearance, with your clothes in a mess of dust and a plastic medic box in your hands. you must be his mother, he thinks, or his guardian.

but you looked too young.

your eyes meet with his when you notice another presence, and then fall down to see a young girl shrouding behind his legs, firmly gripping onto his pants with watery, twinkling eyes. a crease forms on your eyebrows as you match the girl with the voluntary testimony your brother had given you earlier, concluding that, “ah, you must be the little girl’s guardian,” you say.

“uh, yes, my sister told me that--”

“I’m extremely sorry for the trouble my brother has caused. there’s just so many boxes that he ended up losing his balance, it’s my fault too,” you say, directly cutting him off with a slight bow- but not as profound as your brother.

ah, so this is what happened.

It matched up too, the little boy looked nowhere near as harmful as mana made him out to be- instead, he appeared quite meek and humble. however, mana wasn’t happy with the boy’s proven innocence.

“taka, he pwushed me,” mana mumbles from behind his feet, pointing at her accidental offender.

“it was a mistake!” the boy exclaims back, “I apologize, mister,” he dips into an apologetic bow, yet again, and mitsuya notices a similar scratch mark on his left knee, partly curtained by his palm that covered it.

“he told me about it the moment your sister ran off, he accidentally tripped and ended up pushing her,” you join your brother with another bow and like any other responsible older sibling, you repeat his apology as your own, “I’m extremely sorry for the inconvenience.”

“it’s alright, please get up,” mitsuya is shaken at the extent of your modesty, going as far as to stand low for a mistake your brother had committed; but the lingering question was still apparent like headlights in the precinct of his mind- were you his only guardian then?

when you and your brother stand straight, he notices the ambiguous yet distinct similarities you both sported, especially with both your hands folded courtly at front. It didn’t look like you’d had more elders in your place, since you appeared to be handling the work of one house on your own- but, you were still too young to be taking care of a boy, someone of such a premature age.

“ane-ne!”

mitsuya is even more baffled when another small figure exits the door- that too, a kid who looked exactly like the boy he was facing. the same height, the same satiny brown hair, the same alluring hazel eyes and the same, indifferent humility painting his voice.

you look behind when you notice the voice, and you immediately look to be internally sweating when the other appears immensely worried. a gasp leaves your mouth and you almost trip out of your apron as you exclaim in cognisance, “I left the water boiling!”

mitsuya is sure he feels your concern on a spiritual level.

“fu--, no no, I can’t curse,” you stutter as you say so, heavily concerned, but mitsuya can’t keep the little smile that demands itself on his face because of your dilemma he finds all too relatable. “I’m sorry sir, but I gotta leave.”

he watches as your busy form hurries into the house, in a visible panic. the little boy however, stands there, dumbfounded and zealously staring at mitsuya. mitsuya offers him a scant smile, and mana steps out from his behind, silently gaping at the two identical faces.

mana has never seen such resemblance in two siblings.

“hiroshi, haruki!”

The boy in front of the door immediately rushes inside at the holler and the other; the other boy clamps his legs together and bows, “excuse me,” he says as he too, runs inside the house, carefully passing through the boxes that litter their front.

“taka,” mana says.

“yes?”

“thwey look swame,” mana exclaims in astonishment as she looks up to see mitsuya gently smiling at the ajar door. “I guess they’re twins, mana,” he replies, bending down to caress the top of her head.

“what’s twins?”

“it means they were born together.”

mana looks quite dejected at his answer and mitsuya wonders why, he was positive there wasn’t anything to be upset about here. “I thought doramon mwade a dwuplicate,” she says, voice disconsolate, and mitsuya’s eyes droop down in a straight line, wondering if he’d ever get used to this.

she’s a kid after all.

“too much tv, mana.”

The bell chimes in when another customer enters the café, the majority of it already packed with a bunch of students and elderly people. you can’t spare your attention to the new customer, having been occupied with mixing the concoction of syrups and chocolate into heavy milk. you do have your hopes on your co-worker though, who you’d left behind, but who’s also terrible at handling customers.

honestly you didn’t know why the owner had even employed him, his temper was straight-up frightening and your heart spins on anxiety every time you leave him alone. hence, you try your best to hurry and have him get back into the kitchen so that you could receive the orders.

The moment you step out of the staff-only door and hand the beverage over to your co-worker, subtly telling them to deliver it to table five- you see the corner most table occupied with a single person, it shouldn’t be though. you walk to the corner of the aisle, scrutinizing to relieve your concerns of where are my brothers, they aren’t unsafe, right?

but hiroshi and haruki are right there, sitting diffidently in front of the said stranger, though he looked quite familiar when you looked close. you quickly wipe your hands on your black apron, making your way over to the corner to take a look, curious.

hiroshi and haruki are efficiently chatting, the most they can at their age anyway, and the boy who sits with them, is who you notice to be the one you’d met the other day. that boy who came with the little girl. his arms are folded over the table and he’s softly smiling at your two siblings, haruki’s occasional bubbly exterior coming into view and hiroshi trying his hardest to contain the energetic boy. as a sister, seeing them so gleeful made your heart swell, filled with the maternal gratification you relished so much.

“hello sir,” you speak, making the latter look up to meet your eyes. you’d say it was the first time you’d gotten such a close look at his face, and his divine lavender eyes that peered into yours.

“I was wondering why your brothers were there,” he says, scratching the back of his neck in nervousness. his eyes double-taking a proper look on you, he asks, “do you mind if i..?”

“no, it’s totally alright," you smile at him, your hands waving to symbolize nonchalance, "you live in the same apart right?”

“yes, right upstairs, mitsuya takashi.”

“I see. I’m y/n.”

then it falls to thin silence, however, mitsuya tries to make the most of it as he takes in your features; your subtle yet tired eyes, your hands that looked too calloused to be of a teenager's and your endearing gaze as you look at your twin brothers, whispering soft nothings to them. It had clicked him the moment he met the twins, why were they here? you must’ve had no one to take care of them back at home if you brought them here during work hours.

did you bring them here everyday?

It was hard to keep your eyes on the kids when you were diligently working, but it was the best decision, he surmised, to have your eyes on them it was the best you could do.

“anything to order, sir?” you ask after you tuck a strand of hair behind your ears- that mitsuya notices rather attentively- your notebook and pen ready to take note.

“a latte would be fine.”

“coming right up.”

then he watches your figure vanish off behind the counters, and your brothers eager to let him continue where he left off.

mitsuya knew he wasn’t being very interesting, but the way haruki’s face lit up every time he smiled back at him was fervent, and mitsuya couldn’t help but feel the accomplishment creeping in when hiroshi burst out in a smile along with his twin.

they both looked the same, but were such different personalities that it baffled mitsuya. while haruki was so utterly cute, pink fanning his rosy cheeks and jutted lips spread in a small smile, hiroshi was composed and calm, brethren of serenity pooling under his fingertips like silver. while haruki’s ruffled brown hair amplified his adorable appeal, gorgeous wisps falling over his cute little eyes; hiroshi’s tender eyes added to his reserved charm, his bangs combed and styled in neat strands.

after he’s done with the coffee and with entertaining your brothers, he briefly ruffles their hair- partly apologetic for ruining hiroshi’s neat coiffure- but it was too tempting not to, he excuses. then mitsuya struts off to the counter, paying (that's just an excuse) as he strikes a small conversation to let you know just how amazing your siblings had been.

honestly, mitsuya was mesmerized at the compassionate glint in your eyes when you talked about them, and the minute spurt of pride that glazed you equally insecure lips. It was apparent simply by watching that you loved your siblings to bits, and if mitsuya could do anything to help, he knew he’d do it without a second thought.

“they’re usually quite compliant, but I can’t really keep them sat on one place for so many hours. besides, my superior doesn’t really fancy it, but I had no choice,” you say, expressing your concerns as you sullenly look over to your twin brothers. “I’m not able to give them the time they need, it feels like I’m extricating them from e good upbringing. it's distressing for me but there’s nothing else I can do.”

mitsuya’s eyes fall over to them along with you, watching as haruki tries to fabricate tissues into an aeroplane and hiroshi simply peers- the amusement hidden beneath his sealed lips. and mitsuya thinks, he thinks; what if he could keep them with his little sisters? It would heave a great responsibility from your shoulders.

“you’re doing your best, you know it right? If it’s too much for you, I can take them both to stay with my little sisters,” mitsuya offers, observing a leaf of hope that breeds on your lashes.

“sisters?”

“yeah, I have two younger sisters. the youngest is mana, the one I came with the other day. and there’s luna, she’s two years older,” mitsuya informs, watching as your expression turns into one of awe, watching as your feet inclines to oscillate, but doesn’t, instead you sport a smile of glee when you ask him, “so you take care of your sisters?”

“uhuh,” mitsuya nods his head in affirmation, “I watch over them most of the time since my mom is busy, so it’s totally fine if you leave your brothers with me,”

but trusting an almost stranger with your brothers that are gem of your heart, it wasn’t as easy.

“I’d visit you tomorrow to meet your sisters, I’m sure haruki and hiroshi would be thrilled. I hope they can bond, so that I could leave them with you with no worries,” you tell him. then you dip into a grateful bow, your hands clasped into one hold as you say, “thank you so much, mitsuya-kun.”

“ah, please don’t bow!”

mitsuya is scared to bits because you might bow in any unknown time and he’s afraid he doesn’t know how to handle so much of formal gratitude; but then you stand up, head tilting to deepen the dimples that stretch your cheeks into pellets, “thank you really, mitsuya-kun.”

mitsuya would be lying if he said it didn’t affect him, you didn’t affect him; because his hands stutter midway when your eyes are barely visible through the tight-lipped smile you give him. and his fingers are cold when yours are pressing onto your own, poignant and beholden for the hope he’s offered for your siblings.

“please, the pleasure is mine.”

today was the day you’d decided to assess the opportunity of mitsuya takashi, the kind boy who lived upstairs. if you were to be honest with yourself, it’s frightening, since you couldn’t trust anyone blindly, even if their intentions are as pure as protein in egg-whites- it’s hard to.

you walk steadily towards the door in question, your brothers by both your sides, obediently clutching onto your hands. then, the front of the door with a neatly written “mitsuya” strikes at your heart, you really were doing it. but you suppress the concise blotch of uncertainty into the segment of hair that you tuck behind your ear and then you knock.

one, two, three – succinct thumps against the wooden door.

one, two, three – you wait.

one, two and –

“y/n-chan!”

mitsuya peeks through the door as he unlocks it wide, letting you into the floors of his cliquey yet convivial home, "come in."

“ah, I’m afraid I cannot come inside right now,” you say, politely refusing his generosity.

“I’m sorry for the trouble, but could you…..let haruki and hiroshi stay for the time being?” you ask, and even though he’d affirmed you that it was okay, that it was his deliberate will to let them stay, you still considered the diaphanous strip of prospect that he might not be able to.

but mitsuya smiles as he utters a rather generous, “come in, haruki, hiroshi,” ushering them to leave the warmth of your palms. haruki doesn’t bother to hesitate and merrily tunnels into the house, his eyes wandering everywhere to scrutinize the details of a new home. hiroshi, on the other hand, seems tersely iffy about it; but as you hold both of his hands in yours and give them a little embrace, telling him it’s alright; hiroshi too, steps into the house, taking a truncate look at mitsuya’s standing silhoutte.

“he behaves so mature,” mitsuya says, a bewildered glint in his eyes. “he does, it’s like he’s already so grown up.”

mitsuya looks at the smile that formulates on your face, your grip on your baggage tightening. and he watches when you crouch down and call for your siblings, “hiroshi, haruki, I’ll be back in the evening, stay with oniisan, okay?”

haruki is the first one who comes running straight into your embrace as hiroshi too, joins him in rather steady steps. you snuggle into their warmth, patting their back with adoration when the both of them press a moist kiss on your cheeks- and mitsuya stares with a smile, watching you giggle, the sonorous melody leaving you so effortlessly.

he thinks it’s the first time he’s seen you actually smile, so genuinely, with your gums show-casing only to turn your lids into hemispheres. he’s so focused on you that he doesn’t notice when your eyes lock into his, and when he’s peering into yours too, pre-occupied. “thank you, mitsuya-kun,” you mutter, and mitsuya thinks he’s been thrown into a tempest because of how graciously your melody enthused his instruments.

“don’t mention it.”

that afternoon, you’re greeted by an unexpected visit from your neighbor, who comes into the café and leans against the counter. you eye him suspiciously at first, your gaze speaking the words of doubt seeing him stroll in so nonchalantly when he's supposed to be at home with his- and yours too- siblings. but the latter informs you that his friend hakkai was there back at home, with both of your gentlemanly brothers and sisters; subtly specifying that said hakkai 'loved' kids and that he’d had no problem babysitting four kids all by himself.

he partially felt guilty for lying like that, because four kids and hakkai meant the tall boy’s utter demise, but he’s gotta do it when the situation demands.

he tells you that mana and haruki got along quite well even after their feud that’d happened the first day, and that luna completely adores your twins and impartially stated that, “they’re better than mana,” to which he’d laughed. he tells you that as much as his sisters loved your brothers, he loved them too.

and strangely enough, it makes you blush.

thus, before you could begin to foresee, it became an everyday routine for you to leave your brothers with mitsuya before you retired for work. after two weekends of you spending the days at mitsuya’s abode because of your brother’s incessant insists, his sisters grew to be too fond of you; so before you left for work, it wasn’t just your brothers smooching your cheeks but his sisters too, clung onto your arms and gave you little moist kisses and bid you a very heartfelt goodbye.

even mitsuya saw how your heart wrenched when mana told you to, "come back soon, sis!"

your little brothers and his little sisters were always, from dawn to dusk, always together. It turned out that they became attached to each other’s backs, never wanting to break away, never wanting to separate. and you’d become a little family of two guardians and four siblings.

one small family that you'd never known would become such an essential part of your life.

mitsuya, on the other hand, visits you almost every day, with the excuse that hakkai was there and diligently watching the four troublemakers. though you should be glad that he’s aiding your café’s financial economy, but sometimes you told him that he didn’t really need to come daily, to which the lavender-haired boy replied, “I like it here, so why not?”

but you’re too oblivious to notice the sparkles in his eyes that only shined for you.

mitsuya attentively watches you work, watches when you tuck the stray thread of hair behind your ears while his feel empty, when you bite your lips while his are cold, when you accidentally smear powdered milk on your cheeks and innocuously forget to clean it while his hand itches to, or when you let out that big sigh of relief after your work-day comes to an end while he too, relishes in your joy. so mitsuya completely, utterly, thoughtlessly blames his biased impulse when he asks you, “I’ll take you home, hop on.”

mitsuya’s enchanted, as much he already knew, even more than how the flowers captivated him, even more than he thought he could be.

and when you loosely but securely hold onto his jacket as he speeds up on the road, mitsuya loses all reason to keep on impugning any of his impulses- because while his nerves are as steady as your immaterial presence, his heart is in a turmoil against all his rational permanence. he’d shamelessly add on that, even after months of his self-proclaimed routine, he’s still not used to the searing heat that engulfs his organism whenever you’re this close, this near to him.

he thinks it’s weird, he thinks it’s totally abnormal for him but he knows it too.

but he can’t confess, not yet.

mitsuya would've never surmised the hell that breaks loose when he receives a call from you, in sunny daylight.

the sun was high up and scorching when he was on his way to touman’s scheduled meeting, an important one that required him to be present. mikey had applied much pressure for the squad captains to be there, claiming that it was necessary and that if his mediator wasn't there, it would cause disorder. the touman settlement at five steps distance, mitsuya’s cellphone rings; and like the usual times, his lips form a smile when he sees your name on the caller id, and his fingers hover above the accept button as he gapes at your smiling face- but he’d have never expected the news that came afterward.

he presses the neon green button, inclining his cellphone beside his ear to greet you- but he doesn’t get to. instead, what he hears is the painful sound of your cries, chanting his name over and over and over again, in a relentless beseech, a relentless pain. “y/n, y/n! respond to me, please,” he pleads over the phone, your sobs prickling like strident needles to his chest.

he hears you heavily sniff through the incessant snivels, prompting yourself to speak something, anything coherent; mitsuya doesn’t expect you explain anything and he’s more than relieved when you reply in choked stammers, “ […] h-hospital.”

and that’s all it takes for him to rush to you in minutes.

he hurriedly gets to the said hospital, mumbling you and your siblings' names to the receptionist in a splutter- he doesn’t bother to say thank you as he runs up the stairs to the third floor, his mind scurrying over the words the woman behind the desk said, “[sirname] haruki is in a critical condition, if you’re one of his guardians, I suggest you complete the arrangements and the payment soon enough.”

mitsuya is terrified, he’s walking on needles and sheathed swords and it hurts, it really does when he sees your tear-stricken face buried into your hands, sitting in the waiting area with hiroshi by your side. hiroshi’s too little to understand, too young to reciprocate the pain you’re feeling, but his little hands caress your back anyway, his eyes skimming to half-lidded sadness as you cry into your hands.

mitsuya’s sure that the little one doesn’t even understand what’s happening, why you’re crying, or why his other half’s in the operation room and why they’re not letting him, letting you through. It’s all the more painful when his mind skids over and over and all he can say as his feet stutter in front of you is, “I’m so sorry,”

you look up, with your lashes fluttering with an unstoppable tide of tears that mitsuya wished, prayed he could swipe with the pad of his fingers. your lips tremble when you press them together, and your arms jump up to cloak around his neck in desperation, in utter vulnerability. mitsuya holds you close, sneaking his arms around your waist when you conceal your face into his nape, letting out a few sobs, a few cries, a few choked whispers as you clutch onto the material of his shirt- leasing all your burdens, all your tears and your tremulous fingertips reside against the cotton of his shirt.

“h-haruki,” you try to speak, but it all comes in incoherent stammers- you don’t want to try, you knew you didn’t need to try because mitsuya gets it, he understands it.

“it’ll be fine, trust me, it’ll be okay,” he whispers into your ear, caressing your back in consoling, slow strokes. he lets you cry into his shoulders, lets you dampen his shirt that he couldn’t care less about, lets you hold onto him as the only support that held you together.

“mitsuya,” you croak, “mitsuya, what if i lose him?” you bring your face out, your eyes barely open with the horror of your own words, “I can’t, I can’t lose him!”

mitsuya can’t say anything, can’t word anything out because really, what if? he too had his sisters, he too would break if anything were to happen to them. and just like his sisters were everything to him, yours were too. but, what if, what if, what if- it’s excruciating to think, even more painful to visualize the possibilities of what if, what could happen; what if, what if, what if.

he too, didn’t know.

his heart tugs and sears itself away as your chest reverberates with your sobs, your lachrymose eyes filled with grief, consternation, and pain. he wished he could take it all away, take all the worries and all the pain away from you- make it his if he has to, he’d do it a thousand more times if he has to. but seeing you like this, was unbearable for him.

so he really can’t do anything as he sits you down on the bench yet again and crouches down to pull hiroshi into his chest- simply hearing you cry, the remnants of your pain that he could feel stabbing at his own eyes as he mutters to you, “it’ll be alright, he’ll be okay,” — and to himself.

It’s been a month since haruki was rushed to the hospital, a month since the dreadful time you'd passed in the hospital corridors. the mere remembrance of it brings you fright, you never want to go through it again, never want to face that pain again. you knew all together how excruciating it felt, how you felt like you'd been broken to innumerable pieces that mitsuya could barely fit in his hands.

it's too painful, you think.

however, the operation was successful and the doctors assured that he’d be fine within the next few weeks. but boy, haruki was absolutely vigilant, he couldn’t bear the thought of not getting to play and not getting to torment hiroshi by kicking him. and while he was resting in your chambers, luna and mana made it a habit to stay in your room and entertain him.

you didn’t know what you’d do if you didn’t have those little girls, if you didn’t have mitsuya.

but haruki’s pleads were getting incessant so you’d convinced mitsuya and took him to the park with a few of his friends for extra help- and also met the infamous hakkai he’s always mentioned.

at first you and mitsuya were with haruki, watching his every movement to see if anything hurt, worried and livid with any discomfort he displayed. but after a while, haruki was more than fine and so, he pushed you both to go rest under the tree- having known himself how much strain you’d put on yourself ever since his release.

hakkai was terrible with kids, so your noted. while chifuyu, a friend of mitsuya who’d owned striking cyan eyes and blonde hair, excelled at the art of babysitting- but he treated them too much like he was handling a cat. and takemichi, oh him, the poor lad who’d done nothing but been ignored and only demanded a little bit of attention- did the bravest thing possible.

while hakkai was busy getting tackled by mana and haruki, takemichi went near them like the hero he thought he was, and declared in strong, authorative words to, “fight me instead,” and that was how he dug his own grave, with mana and haruki stuck on his stomach as he gets fists of sand thrown at him. on the other side, you see hiroshi and luna dangling on chifuyu’s legs, refusing to let go of their grip and the laughter that never ceased to escape.

you think it’s bliss in the form of smiles.

“say y/n,” mitsuya says, staring off to space, and you reply in a hmm, “if it’s alright to ask, don’t you have any other guardians? you’re too young to be working instead of going to school.”

you stay silent for a few, though you weren’t scared to tell him, he deserved to know anyway. but you still take a few seconds to formulate your words and without any hesitation, you reply, “no, I don’t. it’s because our parents passed away right before we moved. and I didn’t really have any relatives I could rely on. I didn’t want to too, they never bear good intentions- the relatives I mean.”

you then look at him as he stares back into your eyes, “we moved because I wanted to save money, in case something like- something like this happened,” you smile at him but mitsuya knows the unsaid words that you hide- in case one of you fell to the clasps of death, you wanted the money to save them.

you were so prepared that it makes mitsuya’s nerves run through a hill.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know, I shouldn’t have asked.”

“no it’s alright," you wave your hands in dismissal, "you’ve helped me so much. you should know.”

mitsuya clamors all the courage that he had in him, and slowly encases your hands into his; giving them a soft squeeze- and feeling how snugly your hands fit into his- he says, “please know you can come to me for anything, any kind of help. I’d gladly do it for you.”

anything? you think. mitsuya was a rather rational being, so such words out of him were out of your expectation. your lips break out in mellifluous laughter, and you remove one of your hands to keep it above his, “anything?”

“well, almost--”

“can’t take your words back, mitsuya kun.”

mitsuya simply smiles as you laugh in front of him, your head tipping back, the hair you’d tucked behind your ears coming loose. “you’re doing so much for me that there’s nothing more I could ask of you. I can’t spend time with my brothers, or take them to places, treat them to restaurants because I have to work. I’ve chosen to give up on my ambition for them, I’d do anything and everything it takes for them, so thank you really. for doing the things I couldn’t.”

the last part of your speech catches his attention like a grasshopper on his windowsill, “you had a dream?”

“it sounds weird to say this now, but yes I did,” you reply, letting the loose strands of hair irritate your lashes, “i…wanted to be a model,”—it’s impossible now, you think. but you don’t really regret, you don’t regret one pinch of all that you’ve sacrificed for your brothers who are your entire world. “but I’m not cut out for it anymore I think.”

mitsuya seems to ponder for a while, and then he eyes you with the mesmerizing and affectionate look in his eyes that brought along that soft smile of adoration, “no, I think you’d make a great model.”

you go along with his dreamy atmosphere, your head tilting as you ask, “really, you think so?”

mitsuya’s free hand rises to tuck your flowing hair behind your ears that had already imitated the color of the similar vermillion sky, “I know so,” and you know he’s not joking at all when he says, “you’re always stunning.”

that makes you abruptly break free the taut hold of your hands, though you regret it right afterward when you begin to miss the soothing warmth of his palms. you look away from him, bringing your hands up to your face to feign a cough- or to hide the crimson that coated your cheeks, you didn’t know, “I could sit here and watch them wall day, they look so happy.”

mitsuya knows how cliché euphemisms are, how cheesy affectionate words are, but his mind seems to spill all of the poetry, all of those verses like a hymn when it comes to you. he’d say you’re godforsaken-ly perfect, godforsaken-ly beautiful and godfor-fucking-sakenly so gorgeous that he can't begin to explain; but he knows you’re not flawless, you’re not the goddess of perfection his eyes may make you out to be. because that’s what makes you all the more beautiful-- your imperfections, the crinkles of your eyes, the scratched skin of your forearm, all the things he knew you’d never liked about yourself- he loves it, he loves them.

say you take the moon for example, the full of flaws, splotched part of the galaxy bards romanticized to be eternally perfect, but it really wasn’t. it was so filled with imperfections and blemishes and dark gray within its white that its flaws were what made its splendor all the more encasing.

he thinks that’s you. that’s your charm, that’s the coruscate that takes refuge in your eyes as you look away from him, that’s the shine that furbishes your silken hair to strings of velvet, that’s the lacklustre that graces your fingers and the skin of your rubicund cheeks, that’s the uneven surface of your lips that you’d bitten at any chance you’d got, that’s your specialty, your perfection, your excellence- just so you.

the perfection in your flaws.

mitsuya mumbles, unheard by you, “I could sit with you forever.”

final

“miss y/n!”

— comes the bellowing voice of the woman behind the ornate wooden desk, calling for you in a whim of apprehension. you turn around to face her and consecutively, your hair slides above your forehead, covering a part of your eyes; but you don’t bother, you don’t tuck it behind your ears like you normally would, “yes?”

“It’s out of your official schedule, but you have an appointment during the lunch hours,” she informs.

“lunch hours?”

she haphazardly goes through her pile of papers, whimsically looking for a particular encrypted parchment; you watch her as she mutters a ‘please wait’ and scrambles through the envelopes on her chair- till you see her grab a piece which wasn't paper.

she brings up a silver-accentuated piece of clothe to you, its surface embroidered in flowers and a letter you knew all too well. “sir asked me to tell you to meet him during the lunch hours,” she says, handing you the handkerchief that slithers like silk into your palm.

despite you knowing who it was like the other side of your palm, you still ask, “who was it?”

“designer mitsuya takashi.”

you nod to her as a sign of approval, thanking her before you stride off to his workplace, at the very end of the hallway and preferably the largest room in the complex.

you’d have never imagined it, never imagined your rather exorbitant heels to click against the tiled floor as you walk in a rather expensive dress garnishing your figure. you’d never have imagined the boyish mitsuya you’d known forever to knock on your door after years you’d lost count of- his lilac hair grown further his neck, his slender figure wearing a priceless suit that complemented his similarly lavish business card.

you wanted to cry, you wanted to hug him and ask him why; why did he leave without saying anything? why did he leave after he told you he liked you? why wasn’t he there? or where even was he? you wanted to jump into his arms the moment you saw him, tell him that you’ve missed him so much while he wasn’t there, tell him that you liked him, no, you loved him back, tell him to never leave again because it really hurt to have a part of your life gone and detached from you. but, you do none; you shut the door right to his face and hear him exclaim behind the doors.

"ah, y/n!"

he rang the doorbell another few times, promptly giving up when you showed no signs of mercy. you’d thought he left when you open the door again, with a sea of tears in your eyes- but there he was, with his kind eyes and serene smile and waving at you as if he’d done nothing.

you broke down right then and there when mitsuya takashi, apologetic as ever, pulls you into him, softly cradling your head and whispering sweet nothings into your ear. you try to push him away, punch him with all your remaining strength, tell him to get away and that you didn’t want to see him after all this time- but he only holds you closer, his lips right beside your ears as he mumbles, “I’m sorry y/n.”

you guessed you never had it in you to be mad at him, never intended to push him away when he’s so deliberately calling out for you- so you couldn’t really blame yourself when you slumped onto him, simply crying your heart out. your get out’s turned into don’t leave’s and your I don’t want to see you turned into why didn’t you come sooner?

you guessed love was as persistent as ever.

“work with me, y/n,” he says, offering you his business card from the other side of the table. “work with me and use me to get to your dreams.”

that’s how you're now trying on the most recent of his new creations that weren't revealed to the public or any agencies yet. facts unchanged, mitsuya takashi is an excellent couturier, so his tailoring is zero to never not pleasing. you know when you try the dress on that he's spent so much time trying to get it to fit your figure, every little stitch and every little piece of fabric- even the colour, is hand-picked exclusively for you; and you know by how it hugs your curvatures that he's been the best version his own persnickety critic when he made it to look pretty only on you.

"how is it?" he asks you, the measuring tape hanging around his neck and his fingers gliding over the smooth surface of the polished wood of his sewing table.

"beautiful," you say, performing a little twirl, a gracious smile on your face to emphasize how much you really liked its outlook. mitsuya then comes up behind you to clip the topmost button you'd missed- which wasn't even compulsory because most people won't notice that. but mitsuya, he can't miss it, he can’t but gape at your salient details and your intricate expressions.

he clips up the button and smiles to the mirror, "you're always beautiful."

even after the almost two years you’ve worked with him, his compliments never cease to paint your cheeks into a shade of pink, “thank you,” you say — like you always did, whenever he threw those praises you’ve never heard him say to anyone else.

unbeknownst to you, he quietly spins you around, taking both your hands into his as he looks into your eyes with vehemence pooling in his two orbs. unbeknownst to you, he marvels at the garnet dress he’d sewed himself, caressing at your skin as his other hand slips down to rest in his pockets. unbeknownst to you, he reveals a similar velvet coated case from his concealed pocket, looking at the tears that coat your eyes. and totally, chastely, yet wickedly unbeknownst to you, he presses a kiss to your forehead, uttering in intransigent, committed words, “marry me,”

you’re absolutely flabbergasted as he kneels down before you, your hands adapting a tremble as you anticipate his actions; but the latter, he smiles as if it were nothing. mitsuya slowly opens the maroon case to reveal an equally vibrant yet minimalistic ring as himself, proposing yet again, “marry me, y/n.”

you don’t know if you wanted to gasp and animatedly say yes like you’ve always wanted to, or if you wanted to bend down and kiss him right then and there because- he’s really proposing to you, mitsuya takashi is proposing to you.

“be mine baby?”

but you can’t really voice out anything when you clamp your hands on your lips, irrepressible tears streaming down your cheeks as you repeatedly nod your head. mitsuya seems to have premonished the situation, seems to be not shaken at all because of how handsomely he asks for your hand, prompting you to drop your right hand onto his.

and after all this time, you say, “i’ll marry you, takashi!”

as mitsuya slides the ornate ring on your ring finger, he wastes no time- immediately standing up to slither his arms around your waist as he entraps your lips into his, kissing you with all the words he couldn't speak, all the feelings he couldn't express.

his tepid, soft lips moved slowly against yours as his arms held you tighter, enabling you to keep your balance through the shivers and the sudden loss of strength in you. you felt him smile into the kiss as your fingers fondle with his mullet, and he tilts his head to kiss you deeper, moving his lips in a slow, passionate rhythm. even if it was just a kiss, a silent form of intimacy; to you, it spoke of countless words, words that were indescribable and laced with ample epiphany.

this was so much more better, so much more magical than all the times he’d planned for the perfect proposing kiss. but that wasn’t perfect, perfect was a now, perfect was the sentiment you shared, perfect was the longing, the triumph.

perfect was you.

as much as he didn’t want to break away, you both were getting out of breath and he could feel you struggling to keep the pace. mitsuya breaks the kiss, wet lips ghosting over yours and foreheads in the heart-hold and simple, pure joy rushing in his veins. he couldn’t but burst into the widest smile he could generate, with both his hands enfolded around your face, thumb in constant motion as it blindly glided over your cheek.

this was your happy ending.

“you're good?” he asks- as if he didn't just kiss you breathless, as if he didn't just kneel down in the most fanatical way, as if he didn't just ask you to marry him like your prince in shining, blinding delight.

as if he wasn’t having fun while you inhaled sharply to regain your stability.

“no, i'm not dumbass!”

mitsuya lifts your panting face to meet his smile; and then he, with all the care in the world, tenderly tucks your free hair behind your ear, “I’ve always wanted to do this,” he says.

“you could’ve always done that,” you reply, giggling into his lips. he kisses your lips again, “nah, it feels different when you have a stunning fiancé,”

you puff your lips in a pout, “I wasn’t before? is that why you didn’t confess?”

mitsuya takes amusement in your faux sulk, pressing onto your cheeks, he chuckles, “you’re always stunning.”

“I just wanted to give you the happiness, be the man that you deserve.”

you stare into his lavender eyes you loved so much, as if they were a token from undulated amethyst, broken and turned into orbs that no beauty could top, “I love you, takashi.”

though it’s natural of you to say this, mitsuya still can’t evoke his eyes from turning into saucers. then it’s your turn as you press an abbreviate peck on his lips, watching with amusement how the crimson his cheeks share are so akin to yours, “ and I always wanted to do this.”

you’ve never expected a happiness this bright to smoke into your life, savoring in its redamancy that never ceased to amaze you. but it's mitsuya takashi, the boy who’d always had you back, the boy who’d been the epitome of your comforts, and now the man that owned half of your life. he bumps your noses and returns back to kissing you with the smile and the finesse never leaving him and you wonder.

you wonder how you could get so lucky.

you wonder how he could come to love the perfection in your flaws.

i whopped my ass over this, and as i come to the end of editing, my legs are fucking numb and its 3 in the morning. i'm dying but it's good that i post this before i die.

[kpophubb]

Hello Your Hee Anonie here 😘

Also!! Guess who is gonna miss their moot court session (basically like a mock court at which law students argue imaginary cases for practice) because they are sick 😄😄 ME! ............ ://// (but it is fine cause it was criminal case and I wanted the CORPORATE LAW CASE) ANYWAY

Ik I am your Hee Anonie (love the name sm) but I am here with some Jake thoughts....cause he be hitting different these day... imagine he sees you with a cat and feels so betrayed ?? 😭😭 he gasped so loud and for what ? And if Layla was there with him ??

Boi you are in for a lecture. Get ready for a divorce. He is taking the kids. Yes kids. Layla and your (not anymore) future kids that he is carrying kehfkdj 😂😂 I MEAN HE THE ONES HE WILL ADOPT SOON IN FUTURE. He is gonna cover Layla's eyes. Acting he just caught you with another man. Layla doesn't even mind the kitten. Maybe they just sniff each for a while and then play along or smth but HIM? he is not having it. Watches you from a distance with a pout on his face. Doesn't hate the kitty but ?? Itsa dog household?? He just looks like :((. Doesn't wanna make you feel bad about your choices and doesn't want to he petty at all but still goes

" oh why don't you take your kitty and go on a date with a cat-like guy like Jungwon" BOY ISTG-

We get it you and Layla are cute doggos. 😤😤 but also Kitty Jakey !! UNTIL !!

One day you are out. He is hanging out at your place. And hears meowing. Initially doesn't pay any attention because 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️😗😗 still doesn't pay attention 5 mins later. Finally comes to the kitchen to see the kitty on the top shelf, meowing and trying to get down (poor bby looks scared ), thinks how did it even get there if it so scared ?? Dumb 😮‍💨 Layla would NEVER do this 😤🥱 he picks up the kitty from the shelf, when bringing down they both come eye level at one point. And Jake just holds it there and stares at it 🧐🧐 then 🤨🤨then😦then 🥺🥺 like fur baby was stuck there and I didn't help sooner. Feels sorry. Takes it to the couch. Fast forward when you come back both of them are just running around the house tgt. You are just there like ??? What happened?? He is like Ugh fine I'll think over the divorce.

He loves the kitten. Only THIS ONE cause he is still a dog person :00 but will never admit anything. You don't complain because your marriage (that hasn't happened yet) is saved 😲😩🤞🤞

ANYWAY.

How are you ?? ☺️ hope you are doing good. Drink water 👿

Also !! There is this edit of heejayjake on ig THAT I REALLY WANT TO SEND YOU BUT IDK IF YOUD CONSIDER IT 18+ ITS LIKE SUGGESTIVE

My hee anonie 🥺🖤 do you seriously know how happy it makes me to get a jake imagine T.T like come on he be the love of my life anyway AWWW😭 this is just??!! I just know that he’s gonna be THAT DRAMATIC. Like no cap. Even if he’s not very jealous, he will be so whiny for your attention and be the drama will continue. xD and first of all, where does he think he’s going with the “custody”🤨 ?? he’s a puppy himself! And he belongs to me so 😏 but seriously tho I just can imagine him throwing his palms over his mouth and making a face of disbelief. And sulking in the corner of the room with Layla “layla can you believe how she replaced you?” Even tho poor baby would 100% be down to play with her new cute sibling lol. Jake pouting would be the cutest thing ever (ugh just wanna kiss him so much when he pouts 🥹) and he would literally fight for your attention??? Like lay on your lap when you’re petting the kitty and make puppy eyes at you, silently asking for your attention. Toss and turn in your lap, waiting for you to look at him and play with your fingers and kiss the tip of your hands in tiny. 😭 I feel like jakey loves all animals but he’d be WISHING for you to be a big dog person like himself. (I mean I might be into cats more but hey I like the cutest puppies of the century-jake & layla 🥺) and HAHAHA if it were me, I’d really go on a date with jw but I could only make it out of the door cause jake would tackle me back inside the house. “Baby how could you even think about going fr >.<“!! Since jake is normally calm and fun, I’d love to see the unusual jealous and annoyed side of him sm. it’d be next level amusement for me. I’d sleep on the bed with layla and our kittens and intentionally not leave space for him to lay down.😆 and even feed them all infront of him and kiss them, and pretend to not hear him when he asks for his share. (It would only last 10 secs for me cause believe me I cannot resist jake he really is the owner of my heart here uwu) and SUREEE, he would really end up loving the kitten more than me and play with him/her way too much >~< and pls the whole marriage-divorce thing is so funny and adorable omg why does it sound like something jakey would really do?

and now coming back to you my sweet hee anonie <3 aaah criminal law must be hard!🤧 my oldest brother studied law from UWE (university of west England) and he’d always get frustrated whenever he got a criminal law case lol. I’m doing great now that I’ve heard from my dear you🥺 I’m drinking water and working out too so I feel greeeaaaat! Hope you take care of yourself too!! :) and edit? Is it a video edit?🤩 please do send me the link :* have a great great day ❤️

[vodkassassin]

Hi, this is that same anon again, still absolutely feral over your Proud Immortals: Family Edition fic. I feel bad for poor Ju Qingsong?? Like how disorienting must it be to be 5 years old, but with adult memories intruding at times? Or the other way around? I felt bad that Rong Qingsheng called him an idiot when he got confused T.T ALSO furiously curious as to who these adults are?? If they're in the modern world, do they know SQH or SY/SJ? Is it the system?? I must know!! ٩(๑`^´๑)۶

Ahahah, for the questions you’re gonna just have to wait fo the story to answer them.

Ju Qingsong… he is my baby boy and I Love him so much…. Rong Qingsheng is a little mean sometimes but he secretly loves JQS as much as I do if not more so, just. Don’t be too harsh on him haha~

[healingmorticia]

adult Ace doesent feel any different then when he was an 18 year old. he just misses wearing hiss jacket but other then that nothing. he’s always taking care of the baby while Katherine leaves to do whatever it is she does. he even gave up university for her. so he would need a pretty damn good reason to be turned back to an 18 year old, otherwise he’s just gonna avoid beeing changed back at all costs?.

[rayshippouuchiha]

Hejxbdxidbdj omfg I just read your series "Like Fractions (Baby We're Breaking Down)" and I just djdbxjdbdjdb I can't T.T It hurts to read, my poor babies who deserved so, so much better 😢 but!! The way they act with each other is so soft! So tender! Like the other was oh so precious but not broken!! I just,,,, love them,,,, also, Aizawa and the others need a rain check (that's the good saying?) They need to see how toxic Bakugou is with Izuku. Like, seriously? (1/2)

(2/3) The way Aizawa acted when Izuku asked to change partner, it broke my heart because I love Aizawa! He's such a good teacher and a good hero but seeing him failling to see the abuse it just gahhhh T.T and I'd actually love to see the boys change school just to spit Endeavor lol, but having the teachers work to gain their trust back and convince them to stay would be so good and satisfying too! (Lol sorry I need another ask 😅)

(3/3) Lmao that got longer than expected but as much as I love Bakudeku, Bakugou needs to learn his actions have consequencies and that he needs to learn how to be and do better and apologies! But Izuku and Shouto, they so deserve each other! Romantically or not, they help each other heals and that's the most important thing!! Anyway, I love it, I can't wait to read more!! Stay safe and haply new year!

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Don’t apologize for your enthusiasm! I enjoy it.

The phrase you’re looking for is, more than likely, reality check.  A rain check is more like “a promise to do something later”.

I’m really glad you’re enjoying the series!  Yeah the Aizawa moment was harsh but I thought kind of realistic because at the moment most of everyone is operating under the belief that the relationship between the two of them is rivalry and not abuse despite the fact that they really should have seen the truth by now.

Again I’m glad you’re enjoying my stuff!!

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Arinn, noooooo!!! Omg! T.T Bad Anon, hurting my baby!

😭😭😭😭 poor boi!! 💕 I'd be equally upset but I hurt him regularly so I can't judge too hard 😂 he appreciates your support

[soonhoonsol]

!!! True beauty spoiler ep 10 !!!

I honestly don't even remember how suho got into accident in webtoon, it made me sad but drama one was just so dhjddj idk how to say it. even for a drama it felt too dramatic. I wasn't feeling it at all T.T little amused? at how they showed eunwoo being in sky? idk jdjdk i feel bad :3

ahh in the webtoon an old lady was about to hit by a bus, then jugyeong saved her but then SHE was at risk of getting hit, so suho pushed her out of the way and that’s how he ended up in the hospital

from the teaser promo i think both suho and seojun got hit in the episode somehow? i haven’t seen it yet so idk but my poor boys T~T

it was too dramatic? ah did they have like 10 different angles of the accident HAHA directors like to do that idk why T~T but eunwoo in the sky? im just imagining his face in the sky like the teletubby sun baby HAHAHA

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So I’m reading TGCF... (part 4)

Welcome to the 4th part of my TGCF readthrough. I’ve just finished the first book, and let me tell you, this is the cruelest ending ever! So naturally, I had to continue my lovely suffering with the second book... (If you can’t tell, I really love this story:D) Warning: SPOILERS!  Stick around if you have already read TGCF from chapter 58 to chapter 74

Chapter 58

(We’re back in the past at the Shangyuan Festival. The crown prince is late but he plays the part of the God-Pleasing Martial Warrior, so the Guoshi is very angry. Mu Qing who plays the ghost reports that Xie Lian promised to be there on time and they should just start the show. So they do. The crown prince arrives and everything goes according to plan, but a small child falls from the city wall, and Xie Lian abandons the play and his mask to save him) - FCUK! You’re joking, right?! We’re reminiscing?! Right now?! No way! Please, no! Why now? After that awful cliff-hanger?! This is torture! - Not like I wouldn’t be interested in the backstory, but still... - FUCK! Let me cry in the corner for a short minute or hour or day..... T.T - ‘K, I’m done. - No, I’m not! *goes back to the corner to cry* T.T - This amount of praise must put a lot of pressure on someone. I’d break under the weight. Like you constantly have to live up to the expectations. And the expectations are sky-high. - Nice catch!:D

Chapter 59

(Not only does he lose his mask, the parade circles the city three times, which only guarantees three years of peace for the country, so the Guoshi is not happy. But it turns out, that the crown prince did send a message about why he will be late, but the Guoshi was busy playing cards and his subordinates hate Mu Qing thus they didn’t let him through. The kid he saved is kind of weird, but they let him go) - Xie Lian is very spoiled. He’s a nice and naive prince who’s completely detached from reality. - I love these three together. They are fun:D Xie Lian is fun. He’s too carefree and definitely spoiled but fun:)

Chapter 60

(The bad omens keep piling up. The kid dirtied Xie Lian’s clothes and he also lost one of his earrings during the performance. Feng Xin and Mu Qing get into an argument. Mu Qing thinks the other one is accusing him of stealing and storms off. Xie Lian tells Feng Xin about how he got to know Mu Qing.) - So he was supposed to be looking fluid in gender as a god? I love this idea. And it somehow suits Xie Lian, as well:D - Also he pierced his ears just for the performance:) - ‘He really didn’t bring a lot with him. Only two carriages full of books, and two hundred treasured swords.’ Pft... yeah, that’s not much AT ALL.

Chapter 61-64

(They go after Mu Qing and see him being bullied. Xie Lian not only helps him out but invites him to keep him company while visiting the palace. In the palace, we realize that although he loves his mom, his not on great terms with his father. Qi Rong is also a little troublemaker. He got a carriage for his birthday and he almost trampled pedestrians but doesn’t even care about it. The crown prince demands his mother to confiscate the cart. Qi Rong throws a fit and almost charges at Mu Qing. Then later when Xie Lian offers to visit Mu Qing’s mom, they see Qi Rong dragging a human body behind his carriage. The boys stop him and Xie Lian finds out, he captured the kid he rescued and whom his cousin blames for the misfortune of the Shangyuan Festival. While Qi Rong tries to attack the kid, Feng Xin breaks his hand)   - Mu Qing is being bullied. I start to understand where his complexes are coming from. - How can the crown prince casually stroll around in the slums? Does no one want to capture him? Does no one recognize him? Does no one want to steal from him? - Qi Rong was also disgusting as a human. - Poor kid! His name is Hong, that’s cute. :) Hong Hong-er:D - When did this happen? When did I get to the 64th chapter? These chapters went by so fast.

Chapter 65

(They take the kid back to the palace, he’s called Hong and is 10 years old. The king, however, demands Feng Xin to be punished for raising his hand on a member of the royal family. So Feng Xin has to break his on hand as an atonement) - Oh, the unimaginable hardships of a prince... (He definitely has an incredibly easy life, tbh) - Uh... Feng Xin’s hand is broken. Poor angry boy.

Chapter 66

(They head back to Mount Taicang, but the crowd circles them. Instead of blaming him for what happened at the festival, the people are cheering for Xie Lian. He feels he did the right thing saving the kid. So when the Guoshi says otherwise...) - Say what?! So he either kneels before the wall and prays, or the child should lose one of his senses? Why? This makes absolutely zero sense. Chapter 67

(... he cannot accept any penalty and cannot let them punish the kid either. But suddenly, as he is being lectured, all the evil ghosts they kept imprisoned get out and start to circle the kid. The Guoshi says that the kid carries bad luck and no one should touch him, but Xie Lian still holds him and comforts him.) - It’s not your fault, baby Hong, don”t cry! Poor kid! I really can’t. - Sry I don’t know what to write. These chapters are not funny, and you can feel that misery is coming.

Chapter 68

(Xie Lian cannot accept that the kid was born to be unlucky and the Guoshi tries to lecture him again. But he’s stubborn and is willing to oppose even the heavens if he knows, he’s right. The Guoshi feels the crown prince needs more worldly experience, so he lets him descend the mountain to go on an adventure. The kid escapes that night, and not much later Xie Lian ascends) - Yeah, that master is saying something... Xie Lian is very compassionate and lovely and good-natured and stubborn, but also incredibly naive and wants to shoulder everything on his own. This road leads to tragedy.

Chapter 69-70

(Three years later they are building the 8000th golden statue of the crown prince. Qi Rong also visits the shrine and offers prayers, but on the way out, he sees an unkempt man who wants to get to the royal palace then tries to fish out some golden coins of the shrine from the lake. He beats him. Xie Lian interferes; he pushes down his own statue, which is a very bad omen. The man is from Yong’An, the area is suffering from drought and he came for help from the king. He carries the body of his dead child on his back. Xie Lian helps him to burry the child) - I love how the tragedy of a nation is shown through the tragedy of one man. It is shocking and touching and just goes to show how much of a dick Qi Rong truly is. - I finally understand how the conflict between Yong’An and Xianle broke out. - But I also refuse to believe that there were no solutions whatsoever. I mean I get it, it’s hard, but the solution the king chose is definitely not the best one.

Chapter 71

(Xie Lian doesn’t know how to help. The Guoshi warns him that he is a god, not a crown prince, mortal matters shouldn’t concern him anymore. He also mentions that he believes Xie Lian ascended too soon. Since his bloodline is still alive he can’t help but to be concerned and that is going to bring bad luck on him and the kingdom, as well) - Why don’t you just ask some elemental god to help out. Aren’t you like... all in the god club? If you can’t help, somebody else can!  - Aaaand thank God he also realized this. At least the idea is there.

Chapter 72-73

(Xie Lian tries to collect information disguised as an ordinary human when it starts to pour down. He is mesmerized by the rain but hides in a small shrine that happens to be built for him. A small kid is a regular at that shrine. He changes the flower in the hand of the statue every day. Xie Lian becomes invisible and listens to the child’s prayer. The child asks him what should he live for. And he answers: Live for me. This child happens to be the same child he saved years ago.) - Small Hong is really cute~ - And Xie Lian is really stupid. I understand him and his desperation, but he is too young. His head is full of ideas. His childish. But he tries his best:( I feel for him.

Chapter 74

(As it turns out Xie Lian didn’t have the time to make friends with the other gods yet due to his fast ascension, so no one is willing to help him. He visits the Rain Master, who is not very nice, but he lends him his godly device. However, all this takes too long and a week passes) - Lord Rain Master seems like a dick, too. There are many dicks in this story.

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THAT KISSING FOR BAKUGOU AND TODOROKI WAS SO SO SO CUTE AND IM DYING FROM HOW CUTE IT WAS AND I LOVE HOW YOU DESCRIBED TODOROKIS FACE AS OWLISH BECAUSE NOW I CANT UNSEE IT AND HONESTLY I LOVE IT AND THANK YOU FOR SHARING CAUSE I LOVE LOVED IT! Esp as someone who hasnt kissed before 😭😭 If you have time, and would like to, would you please consider doing the same request for Midoriya?? (i read your rules and saw you like Kaminari, Shinsou, and Monoma, so those too if you if you’d like please!)

Aaaaaahhh looove thank youu so much for your feedback it made me so happy T.T I really hope you’ll like this as much! I had fun writing it! Please don’t hesitate to give me your honest opinion!

(Thank you for reading my rules, might need to freshen them up a bit but yeah I love these boys )

Smoochies from Ma!

Izuku Midoriya

New at kissing:

broccoli boy is freaking out

will often mumbled incoherent things to himself to try and elaborate the best way to go about it (and some courage)

I think Deku really wants to kiss you and is gonna be really into kissing in general

not big open mouthed, all tongues out, sloppy and messy kinds of kisses

but sweet and tender little smoochies to show just how much he cherishes you

quick stolen pecks in public

and longer ones in private

does the cutest little noises and when he’s done kissing you he’s so red and so happy like a little puppy

uuughh it’s honestly the most adorable thing

but yeah before you get to that you’ll have to encourage one another to actually take that step

his anxiety is worse than yours so I guess it’d put you at ease?

but you know, if this goes on for too long, our dear zucchini baby is gonna get one of his surge of confidence and look at you with determination in his eyes before kissing you firmly but lovingly

he’s doing better than bakuboi sssshhhh

Already kissed someone:

still shy about it cause just because you kissed someone doesn’t mean you know how to kiss everyone

and he never kissed someone so important

but he feels like it’s his duty to take the lead and lift that weight off your shoulders

but honestly it looks like you’re doing him the biggest of honour and he asks so humbly like you’d be doing him a favour

gives you the feeling of being in charge without the responsabilities

and you trust him and his feelings for you so much, I don’t think you’d be all that stressed in the end

Denki Kaminari

New at kissing:

pikaboi isn’t gonna tell you that you’re his first

still clings to that smooth playboy style

you thought Izuku would be the one doing research on how to be a good kisser? WRONG, Denki did. Some thorough research he did.

sooooo many websites and forums…so many advices, not half of them actually helpful (cause there are no other advices than to just feel the moment, sorry dearies but you can’t prepare for your first kiss, listen to yourself and your partner, don’t overthink things, do what feels nice…okay maybe brush your teeth beforehand)

made a mental checklist

he’s got this

tries to do the old trick of asking you for a kiss on the cheek before turning his head at the last moment to get a kiss on his lips instead…

but his timing is bad and his movement too eager so you end up bumping heads

plays it cool by laughing it off before urgently going for a real kiss (before all his courage leaves him)

but forgets to slightly tilt his head to the side so your noses get in the way

at this point he’s a mess

it’s obvious he doesn’t know what he’s doing and omg do you hate him now? he’s so stupid

*cue you turning his pretty little head back to you and kissing him gently*

has the goofiest smile on his lips for the rest of his life the day

will definitely ask for another right away, probably going on about how you can’t resist him

Already kissed someone:

not as clumsy

still as goofy

Denki lives for kisses and can’t wait to kiss you

not much more to add here, you’ll still be a little anxious but his carefree attitude and his eagerness will sooth your nerves enough to take that step with him

also he’d slowly ease you into it by kissing you on your cheeks, forehead, nose, hands etc…

Hitoshi Shinsou

New at kissing:

aaaah physical affection with the purple kitty…

doesn’t want you to miss out on any ‘normal’ couple things

and he’s kinda curious about it as well

but he’s also really uncomfortable at the idea?

he isn’t used to that kind of proximity and as I’ve already mentioned once or twice, prolonged closeness and touch makes him restless

aaalsoo this poor baby is all about boundaries and consent, yours

overthinking things and worrying he’ll do something you won’t like

he isn’t worried about not being ‘good’ per se

really more about you feeling pressured and not having a good time and then kinda hating him because he’s a freak… (why am I so harsh on these boys? Scratch that, why are they so hard on themselves)

so yeah once again you’d have to get over your own angst and take the lead with this one

assure him of your trust and tell him how much you want it and he’ll finally comply

constantly on the lookout for your reactions and quick to adapt, Shinsou’s actually a pretty good kisser

Already kissed someone:

trust himself a bit more to not overstep or make you uncomfortable

will need less incentive from you before going for it

if you’ve been dating for a while and he sees you really want it, he might act a little smug about it

watch and learn Denki, Hitoshi knows how to be smooth

Neito Monoma

New at kissing:

I mean of course no one was foolish enough to get that close to judgy shit son

buuuuut he also knows how to be charming when he wants to sooo…

yeah you’re lost, you won’t be able to tell for sure whether you’re his first or not

and he won’t help

he might not outwardly lie about it but he’ll elude your questions

he’s not really self-conscious about it, a little bit sure, but he mostly loves messing with you

affectionately of course

it makes him feel important that you’d be so stressed about kissing him

so yeah sorry, not the best guy to ease your nerves

will face you, only a few inches separating you, but then wait for you to close the gap between your lips

smiling smugly

but if you look at his hands you’ll see that he’s holding them to hide the slight trembling

aawww he’s human

Already kissed someone:

ahh he’s a pain

forget about the trembling (unless he really loves you)

will basically act the same way

only he’ll tease you a lot more

whispering little things in your ear, making you both want to slap and kiss him

either way don’t worry he won’t make fun of you afterwards

he’ll just smile

a more genuine smile