#okay i change my mind i didn't watch the full race lmao

[nyehhh-hh]

I think it's safe to say let's stick with bikes for this circuit

[another-anonymous-sideblog]

Ok a few things: 1 I was the one who made the plushy ask (I chose red panda cause when I made the headcannon my brother got me a giant red panda plushy) i just accidentally hit the ask anonymously option. And 2 I wish to read a one shot of this purely for how freaked out Hajime would be cause let’s be honest, Nagito didn’t mention the voice recorder on purpose lmao but we all know how happy he’d be when he realizes what actually happened 🥹

As for another headcannon, Nagito flat presses flowers Hajime gives him so he can 1 have them forever and 2 use them as bookmarks while he reads

hi okay so i didn't proofread this and my head hurts so so so bad rn but as soon as i saw this i needed to write it. also the flower thing is so cute i'm dying. i sleep now goodnight thank you for your headcanons and prompts and such <33

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When Naegi said they’d found some of Hajime’s old belongings, he thought he was joking.

Or rather, he would’ve, if Naegi ever joked. He tries to, sometimes—bad puns that never fully land—but he sounded so genuinely excited over the phone, and Hajime really doubted he would ever play a trick that cruel. Still, it was a bit difficult to believe that the Foundation could’ve possibly found anything of his in the wreckage of Hope’s Peak years later.

But here he is, standing on the docks with a box in his hands, staring down at it like it’s made of gold instead of beat up, slightly damp cardboard. His heart pounds in his throat as his mind races through all of the possible things that could be in here, unable to decide what he most wants to see when he opens the box.

And then he hears footsteps at the end of the dock and looks up, his eyes meeting Nagito’s for the first time in two weeks, and the box is temporarily forgotten. Partly because a moment after that, Nagito is running directly at him, and Hajime has to drop the box in order to catch the armful of boyfriend that flies at him at full speed.

“Hajime,” Nagito whispers against his neck, and oh, Hajime missed this. He tightens his grip around Nagito’s waist and buries his face in his shoulder, trying not to cry, because the collar of his shirt is already damp and Nagito’s breath is hitching and Hajime will be damned if he can’t be the strong one right now.

“Hey,” he murmurs, running a hand over Nagito’s hair, “I’m here, I’m here. God, I missed you.”

Nagito mumbles something that sounds vaguely like ‘missed you,’ and Hajime smiles a little to himself as he hugs him impossibly tighter.

~

He forgets about the box for the rest of the day, too preoccupied with having his hands on Nagito at every given opportunity: wrapping an arm around his waist while he walks him back to the cottage; brushing his fingers against his arms while he helps him change out of his suit and back into his regular clothes; intertwining their fingers and swinging their hands between them as they walk to the restaurant for dinner. There’s a bit of a celebration, as there always is when Foundation missions end and whoever was sent out gets to come home. This time it was Nagito, Nekomaru, and Kazuichi, and Teruteru has whipped up three very different main dishes to accommodate their favourites. Hajime watches as Nagito practically inhales his miso soup and milk bread, able to feel the lovesick smile on his own face, until Teruteru hits him over the head with a wooden spoon and tells him to eat his own food.

By the time the meal is finished, it’s late in the evening, and Hajime wraps an arm around Nagito’s shoulders as they slowly make their way back to the cottage. 

“I missed you,” he says quietly, once he’s sure the stars in the clear sky above them are the only ones around to hear. Nagito glances over before leaning into him, bringing his hand up to tangle metal fingers between Hajime’s where they rest on his shoulder.

“I missed you too,” he murmurs. “I forgot how difficult it is to be away for that long.”

Hajime presses a kiss to the side of his head.

“I’m sorry you were gone for our anniversary,” he says with a soft sigh. “I wanted to do something special for you.”

He can see Nagito’s blush even in the darkness, and has to hold back a smirk.

“Ah, you—please don’t worry about something like that,” he stammers, shaking his head a little as they near the cottages. “You know I don’t like making a big deal out of it.”

Hajime shrugs a little.

“I do,” he says, and Nagito shoots him a look, but there’s a smile playing at the corners of his lips. “Bad timing on their part—well. You’d probably called it bad luck, wouldn’t you?”

Surprisingly, Nagito stays quiet. When Hajime glances over, he looks almost thoughtful, but there’s still that telltale twitch to his mouth that makes Hajime raise an eyebrow.

“I don’t know,” he says casually, stepping out from under Hajime’s arm to unlock the cottage door. “I think it may have been good luck after all.”

Hajime is about to ask what he means, but then Nagito’s smile turns cheeky. He’s suddenly being pulled inside by his tie, confusion left out on the boardwalk as the door slams shut behind them.

~

He wakes up later than usual the next morning, instinctively reaching to Nagito’s side of the bed to snuggle up to him. The sleep melts from his mind as his hand hits empty sheets, and he frowns and slowly pries his eyes open. He realizes then that he’s in bed alone, the sound of the shower running from behind the closed bathroom door. He sits up with a big stretch, groaning as his joints pop from the movement. 

As he looks sleepily around the room, his eyes fall on a cardboard box laying a few feet away from the bed. He raises an eyebrow, suddenly remembering the contents of the box, and something in his stomach jumps excitedly. The shower is still running, but suddenly he just can’t wait for Nagito to be done, so with a feeling akin to a kid on his birthday, he gets out of bed and grabs the box, resisting the urge to shake it.

The tape is curling at the edges from the salty sea air, so it’s easy for him to pull it off and toss it to the side. He stares at the box for a few seconds, suddenly nervous, fingers twitching as they brush against the edge of the cardboard flaps.

Hajime shakes his head and huffs out a breath. It’s ridiculous for him to be anxious; after all, there’s a good chance the stuff in this box isn’t even his. Still, he can’t stop his heart from skipping a beat as he grabs the flaps and opens the box.

It’s like opening a time capsule he forgot he buried. Everything in the box is sort of dirty, which makes sense: after all, he can only assume it was buried in the rubble of the reserve course dorms. They’re pretty much odds and ends, stuff he left behind after he signed on to the Kamakura project: a couple comic books, a puzzle cube he never managed to solve, a threadbare scarf. A couple things he finds make him choke up: a faded old t-shirt his dad won for him at a fair; a cracked CD case he used to make his mother play when he had nightmares as a kid.

The last thing in the box sucks the air from his lungs, and he stares down with wide eyes, unwilling to believe it. However, it’s unmistakable: laying at the very bottom of the box, surprisingly clean despite probably being buried for years, is a very old, very well-loved stuffed animal.

Hajime lifts it from the box with something like awe, clutching at the pilly fur. It’s a red panda—though, at this point it’s so old and worn that it’s sort of hard to tell at first glance. It was his first stuffed animal—at least, the first one he can remember. He was so young, he’d named it after what his grandmother had presented it as: ‘a little friend to keep you safe.’ Tomo hadn’t done much to keep him safe, exactly, given the fact that it was a stuffed animal. But even when he stopped sleeping with it, Hajime made sure it was close by; hence, why he’d taken it to Hope’s Peak.

He runs his fingers over the stitched face, feeling a harsh burn behind his eyes as tears clog the back of his throat. Tomo smiles up at him, and with a quiet hiccup, Hajime wraps his arms around it and holds it close to his chest, curling around it.

“I love you, Hajime.”

As soon as it appeared, the warm, happy feeling in his chest vanishes. Hajime throws the stuffed panda across the room, recoiling in horror. Tomo stares up at him with an innocent smile, as though it didn’t just talk to him in a muffled, fuzzy voice.

It takes a second for Hajime’s heart to stop pounding and his thoughts to become rational again. He doesn’t believe in ghosts, so Tomo obviously isn’t possessed. The closest rational explanation he can think of is that he imagined it, overcome with emotion at being reunited with his childhood friend, the last piece of his innocence before his own selfish choices took it away. He’s never imagined anything like that before, but it makes more sense than a demon in his old stuffed animal; so, taking a few more seconds to steady his breathing, he slowly reaches for it again, trying to remind himself that he doesn’t believe in ghosts.

He hesitantly holds the stuffed animal at arms’ length, studying it. It doesn’t seem to have any sinister intentions, and Hajime kind of really wants to hug it again, so pushing the last of his irrational fear from his mind, he brings it close again and squeezes it.

“I love you, Hajime.”

“Jesus fuck!”

He throws it again, twice as horrified as the first time. Again, Tomo stares up at him, looking completely normal and harmless as ever. 

What the hell? He thinks to himself, staring at it with his mouth agape. Am I finally losing it? That’s the only explanation, right? Stuffed animals can’t talk. I have to be going crazy. That’s—

It’s only in the middle of his half-crazed mental crisis that Hajime realizes two things: one, the shower has stopped, and two…

He whirls around, seeing the source of the nearly silent, wheezy laughter coming from the other corner of the room. Nagito is practically bent in half, hands on his knees as he stares with bright, elated eyes while trying to stifle his laughs.

“Y-Y-Your face,” he wheezes, bursting into a full giggle fit and dropping to one knee as Hajime stares, stunned. “Oh my—Hajime, I’m sorry, you just—you looked so—”

He can’t even finish a sentence, so overcome by his own amusement. Hajime looks from him to the stuffed animal, back to him, then back to Tomo again.

“What…did you do?” he manages finally. Nagito raises his head, a mischievous grin stretching across his face. 

“Ah, Hajime,” he giggles, “I—okay, give me a moment.”

Hajime waits impatiently while he tries to calm himself down, finally managing to take some deep breaths and walk over to sit beside him. He picks Tomo up and holds it out to Hajime, watching in blatant glee as he hesitantly takes it back.

“You know we were salvaging things from Hope’s Peak,” he says. Hajime nods slowly.

“So you were the one who found To—you were the one who found it?”

Nagito nods. 

“I volunteered to take the reserve course dorms when we got there,” he says. “I wasn’t entirely sure where to find yours, but I let my luck guide me.”

Hajime slowly shakes his head, staring down at the stuffed animal in his hands.

“You weren’t supposed to be looking for personal effects,” he says lamely. Nagito rolls his eyes.

“I won’t apologize. Do you want to hear the story or not?”

And it is certainly a story. Hajime listens in awe and mild horror as Nagito describes his escapades, multiple near death experiences leading up to finding his old dorm room, discovering several of Hajime’s old belongings buried beneath rubble, but somehow safe in a little cubby created by the debris. He goes on to detail his thought process, seeing the old, bedraggled stuffed animal covered in dirt and dust, and remembering his own favourite toy from when he was small: a stuffed animal with a device inside that played a little music box tune. Apparently, Nagito took the limited time off they had during the mission to clean and fix Tomo the best he could, enlisting Kazuichi’s help to create a similar device.

He shows Hajime the spot on Tomo’s stomach where the device was implanted, and only then does Hajime notice the small, neat stitching that’s a much clearer white than the dirty old fur. There’s more on one of his paws, and Nagito guides his hand to feel where the small button was hidden in the stuffing. Hajime looks at him hesitantly, and he gives him a nod and soft smile, and Hajime presses the button, purposefully this time.

“I love you, Hajime.”

Now that he’s not overwhelmed by shock and terror, Hajime can hear the lilt of Nagito’s voice under the fuzz of poorly-recorded audio. He stares down at Tomo in wonder, carefully pressing the button again.

“I love you, Hajime.”

“I love you, Hajime.” Nagito’s voice is accompanied by a soft, cool hand covering his, and a gentle kiss pressed to his shoulder. Hajime feels his throat tighten again, though with a different kind of happiness this time, as he runs his fingers over the soft fur again.

“Nagito…” It’s all he can manage, but it seems to be enough for Nagito, who lifts his head and gives him the most genuine, shining smile.

“Happy anniversary,” he says softly. Hajime blinks once, twice, before his face bursts into flames and he buries his face in his free hand.

“For the love of—Nagito!”

Nagito’s laugh makes his heart flutter just the same as always.

“What?”

“You’re the one who says you don’t want to make a big deal out of this stuff,” Hajime grumbles, glaring at Nagito through his fingers when he just giggles.

“And you’re the one who likes it,” he chirps back. Hajime narrows his eyes, and Nagito just laughs and kisses his cheek.

When Hajime recovers a bit from his embarrassment, he wraps his arm around Nagito’s waist and pulls him close, burying his face in his neck. He feels Nagito’s hand run through his hair, and he sighs, kissing his neck softly and allowing himself to melt into the touch.

“Do you like it?” Nagito asks. Hajime lifts his head enough to see his face, and the disguised nervousness behind his otherwise placid expression.

His eyes soften, and he kisses Nagito’s shoulder, smiling against the sleeve of his shirt. He smells like soap and is warmer than usual from the shower, and Hajime squeezes his waist as he nestles his head into the crook of his neck.

“I love it,” he says quietly. He feels Nagito relax, and he gently puts the stuffed animal down to wrap both arms more securely around him.

Nagito runs a hand up and down his side, and Hajime sighs softly, feeling happier than he has in a long time. He gives him another little kiss, hoping Nagito feels the fluttering, almost overwhelming love bursting from his own heart. “I love you, Nagito.”

[hyunsuks-beanie]

I Love You Too, Love

Bang Chan x reader; just some good ol' tooth-rotting fluff

A/N: My first attempt at writing a real scenario lmao. Do lmk how it was❤Also, it's funny how I'm an anti-romantic to the core, but it all goes out the window when it's Chan

Coming back home at night after a long day at uni/work, you wanted nothing more than to cuddle and watch a nice movie with Chan. Your best friend had been on tour with his group, Stray Kids, for the past three months, and the daily messages and FaceTime calls were not nearly enough to stop you from missing him like crazy. The teeny tiny (or so you insisted) crush that you had on him, didn't help either. You missed his voice, his tight hugs, the way he would always listen to rant about your day, the way he would always know what to say, the way his smile would light up your day, everything. While he did try to fill the gap by still listening to your rants on a daily basis on FaceTime, it just wasn't the same without him being there in person.

Sighing, you unlock your door, expecting to be met with pitch darkness. Instead, what you saw made you drop your bag to the floor, as tears welled up in your eyes. There, standing in the middle of your living room, was Chan, your best friend, who was supposed to be away for yet another month. Not able to believe your eyes, you pinch yourself, only to realize that he is indeed there, in the flesh, smiling at you as if you mean the world to him (unbeknownst to you, you most certainly do).

"Missed me?," he asks, and you suddenly find yourself running towards him at full speed, crashing into his chest and wrapping your arms around him in the tightest hug ever. This causes Chan to slightly lose his balance, and makes him laugh heartily before placing a gentle kiss atop your head. "I missed you too, love. So so so much."

After staying like that for a solid two minutes, you finally break free, glaring up at him playfully. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming home?," You ask, trying your best to suppress your smile and appear angry. This causes him to chuckle before cheekily saying, "If I had told you, I wouldn't have been able to seen your true happiness at seeing me. If you already knew, you would probably have acted as if you're disgusted that I'm back, and we didn't want that now, did we?"

You shove his chest slightly, before finally turning your head towards the dining table, only to be met with the sight and aroma of all your favourite dishes, that Chan had apparently spent all evening trying to make. "You must be hungry. Freshen up and let's dig in, I'm starving," He says, pushing you lightly towards the bathroom. While getting changed, you finally register the fact that your heart is hammering in your chest, reminding you that the man standing in your living room means so much more to you than just your best friend.

Being away from Chan for months has made you realize that what you feel for him is much more than just a crush. You may very well be in love with him, but you're too scared to admit it because neither do you want to face rejection, nor can you bring yourself to put his career at risk. With these thoughts in mind, you finally exit the bathroom, sighing deeply to yourself.

You don't, however, notice that Chan too, is in a dilemma of his own. Before going on tour, he too, knew that he liked you. But being away from you made him realize that you are his home, and that he would much rather be with you than with anyone else. He has been planning to confess today, and has been trying to gauge your feelings ever since you came back home. Your sigh doesn't escape him, and, full of concern, he asks, "What's wrong, love? Got something on your mind? You know you can always tell me." Truth be told, he's worried and scared that you already know about his feelings, and don't reciprocate them. He fails to see your knees going week and a blush creeping up your cheeks at the nickname, and instead, all he notices is you giving him a small smile and saying, "Not at all Channie, I'm completely fine. Now let's eat up before the food goes cold."

Once you guys get a couple bites in, the awkward atmosphere starts easing once again. Chan tells you all about the tour and all the places he saw. "London was the best, but I wish you were there. You would have enjoyed the London Eye." "Well then, you'll have to take me there one day." You tell him about how life has been back in Seoul, ranting about your annoying professor/boss, and he tells you about all the small trinkets that he saw at souvenir shops that reminded him of you. "That charm bracelet was so you, I just had to buy it." "You didn't have to Chan. I don't need any gifts, having you back home is enough."

After dessert, you ask him if he'd stay the night, and he says that since he has the week off, the boys don't expect him to back at dorms until the following morning. "So.....you're staying?," You ask with a small smile tugging at your lips. He smiles back at you lovingly, and ruffles your hair before saying, "Yes love, I'm staying. Now let's watch a movie."

After picking the movie, you come back to sit on the couch next to Chan, throwing your legs across his lap. Now it's his turn to blush, but unlike him, you're not oblivious to his reddening cheeks. "Awww, is Channie blushing? Why? This isn't the first time I've thrown my legs over your lap," You chuckle, causing him to hide his face in his hands. "Yeah but, I've really missed this being away from you all this while," He smiles warmly.

The first half of the movie goes by with the both of you making random comments about it. At one particular scene where the characters are having nachos, Chan suddenly exclaims, "Salsa reminds me, the boys and I learnt a little Salsa during our time in Italy, and I really wanted to teach you some of the moves." "Me?," You ask, bewildered, causing Chan to become shy and start stuttering. "I-I m-mean if you w-want to. It's o-okay if y-you don't."

You're having a hard time trying not to melt into a puddle at his cuteness, as you force your mouth to open, and say, "No Chan, I'd love to." "Really?," He returns to his giggly self, as he gets up off the couch and extends his hand out for your to take. You smile and take his hand, and he brings you to the center of the room. "Just one sec," He says, pausing to pick the music on his phone. Once he's done, he places his phone on the table, and starts guiding you through the dance, one step at a time, with the movie being nothing more than a long-forgotten background noise. "Left foot forward, right foot backward. That's right, now dip, and come back. Now place your leg on my waist....," You both freeze at this, realizing what he just said. It's only then that you notice just how close you are to him, and the familiar feeling of your heart racing comes back. You both stare at each other, hypnotized, before your eyes flick to his lips and back up to his eyes. When he does the same, you timidly ask, "Can I kiss you?"

That's all it takes to break Chan out of his trance, as he crashes his lips onto yours, kissing you as if his life depends on it. You don't even notice that he is backing you up, until you feel your back hit the wall. His lips taste sweet and a little spicy, which you attribute to the food you had earlier. The kiss is soft but full of emotions, and even though it does seem a bit cliche, you can feel fireworks fly. The butterflies in your stomach every time you see Chan seem to have been replaced by a whole zoo, and you can't help but smile into the kiss. This causes Chan to break into a smile as well, before he gently lets go.

"I really want to keep kissing you because God have I been waiting to do that for years, but I feel like I need to get this off my chest first," He says, shy once again. "I like you, a hell lot. Actually no, screw that, I think I'm already in love with you. I've known this for a long time, but I was just scared to admit it. Being away from you during the tour made me realize that I want to be more than just 'best friends' with you. I want to call you 'mine,' and I want to be yours." "Oh Channie, you don't know how much I have wanted to hear you say that you love me too, this distance has been a wake-up call for me too, but I was just so scared of jeopardizing either our friendship, or your career. And I can't have either of those two." "Don't worry about my career, we'll find a way out love. Just say the word, say that you love me." To this, you gawk at him, before saying, "I gave you a speech on that just now, didn't I? Of course I love you." "Yeah but you didn't explicitly say that you love me, idiot. But now that you've said the right words, I legit feel like the happiest man on earth." You shove him slightly before wrapping your arms around his torso. "So, now that we've got our feelings sorted, what does that mean for us?" "Well, for starters, I think it means that my nickname for you just took on a literal meaning," Chan smirks. You pout at this, but then say, "I love you Channie." He places his chin in your head, and says, "I love you too, love."

[eclipsedpascal]

You Deserve This

Andy Dolan x Female Reader

GIF by @kissxmedeadly !!

“The reader asking Andy about his kiddo (let's pretend is a lil boy 🤣) and him being very emotional about it and the reader who truly loves him conforts him 😭❤️” - anon

Please read the warnings!!

Warnings: use of drugs (weed), smut, oral (female receiving), slight public sex, slight angst, mentions of rehab, mentions of suicidal thoughts, a lil bit of crying and VERY slight Eden spoilers, but thats only if you don't want to know anything AT ALL, so basically none? idk lmao:)

Notes: hi! So this is my first Andy fic, I wrote it very quickly last night after a sudden burst of inspiration and it doesn't make too much sense, also it’s kinda cheesy? I don't think I've ever written anything this angsty or soft before, but i’m trying to be more in touch w my emotions nd this is my way of doing that, so hopefully i'll do more things like this soon:) also if you’re interested, the title is one of my favourite songs by Men I Trust that I just thought fit Andy well.

Word count: 1.8k

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The warm, dancing breeze washed over your skin, plucking up your many goosebumps and blowing the rainbow coloured sea of petals that decorated the large garden from left to right. The bittersweet mix of their fragrances and Andy’s blunt rushed to you and filled your scrunched up, wrinkled nose as you let out a loud laugh. The vibrant expanse of fluffy grass felt close to a mattress underneath you, cradling your form whilst you laid amongst the greenery and watched Andy ghost a deep inhale of the blunt he had balanced precariously between two fingers. He flopped his arm across the gap between you and offered you another toke, the dopey smile spread over his features making you laugh even more.

“What’s so funny? Hmm?” He questioned you jokingly, rolling onto his forearms and bringing his face to hover just above yours as you brought the blunt to your lips. You couldn't hold in your laughter, your drug hazed state and the breeze that pushed his brown curls to tickle your blushing skin only exaggerating your amusement further as you choked out clouds of smoke.

“What??” He joined in laughing, finding humour in his own confusion and finding your laugh infectious. His lips found your own in a sudden yet gentle kiss which you gladly embraced, still not managing to fully compose yourself as you giggled into his open mouth.

You did your best to pull back from the kiss, but were reminded you didn't really have anywhere to go when you felt a blade of grass flutter against your ear. “It’s just.. your smile.” You rested your blunt carrying hand on his cheek as you spoke, feeling your heart swell when he pulled an overdramatic expression of insult at your reply.

“What’s so wrong with my smile?!” He half faked offence, not understanding what you could possibly find so amusing about it as you giggled more and more. “What’s wrong with it?- is it my lips? ‘They not good enough for you baby?” His thick accent aided his voice, making him sound even more attractive than he already was as he joked with you.

“Noo! it definitely wasn’t your lips, cause I love those.” You gripped his locks a little firmer, biting your lip as his stare changed from one of curiosity to one of want.

“Oh yeah?” He leaned back down and kissed you again, but this time rougher, the weed made you feel as if his lips were slowly melting into your own as it sent strong signals of lust through your body. He put all his weight on one arm, lifting the other and groping your waist with it whilst simultaneously moving to trail wet kisses down your neck.

His touches were deep, yet executed so delicately it convinced you if he was any rougher, you might just break. He opened the buttons of the flowing shirt you wore; one you had stolen out of his wardrobe that morning. He moved his head further down your chest to your stomach, mouth racing in slow motion to reach you were he wanted to most.

Forgetting to explain why you found his smile so funny in the first place, your high carried your thoughts closer towards how incredible his mouth felt on your skin, making you lean into his touch and let out a few small mewls.

As he reached your panty line, he tapped your hip, signalling for you to lift them so he could take your shorts off. He slid them off your legs in a quick, smooth motion that had them landing on a nearby lavender bush. The garden had quite a large variety of blossoming shrubbery and many clusters of beautiful flowers, it was probably down to the bi-weekly gardeners Andy had hired. You had known they were expensive and after spending so much time like this, lazing around, surrounded by the expensive home’s nature, you were beginning to understand why he had hired them.

You returned your gaze from the dangling shorts, back to the man nestled between your bare thighs. His beard was scratching at your skin in the best way possible as he laid small kisses over the thin fabric that covered your cunt. His hot breathe felt like fire as you wriggled and squirmed below him, just wanting some kind of contact from him.

He used two fingers to peel your panties to the side, groaning at the site of your glistening folds before kissing your clit gently. His tongue started swiping across your cunt slowly, taking all the time in the world to make you feel as good as he knew he could. You moaned loudly, grabbing at his hair once more as he sucked on you deeply.

“Mr Dolan?” You were interrupted by a throat clearing before hearing a man speak; one of Andy’s many servants you guessed. They had never seemed to leave the two of you alone whilst you had been staying there. No matter how big his home was, you always seemed to find another at every corner.

Andy looked up to the man with question and annoyance, raising an eyebrow at him as he wished for him to just hurry up and leave so the two of you could continue with your escapades. “It’s the phone for you Mr Dolan. Your son.”

Andy quickly rose from his place below you, his mind abandoning all thought of the act he was just partaking in as he jogged past the glass doors of his home, wanting only to speak to the young boy.

You sat up slightly, doing up a few buttons of your shirt and laying your crossed legs to the side of you as you held yourself up with your arm. You watched him as he scrambled into the house after his servant, little red marks from where he had been lying in the grass next to you were noticeably imprinted on the skin of his left arm, the one he had been leaning on, and his open shirt was flowing behind him with the speed he was moving.

You looked down to the flowers on front of you, picking a single daisy that bore tinted, pink tips on the end of each slim, white petal, twirling the stem around between two of your fingers as you listened to the breeze pick up. You could feel the mood of the air change as he left, the wind feeling more cold an irritating than once before as you pondered the call Andy was having.

You knew how desperate he had been to speak to his son again. It had been months since he had spoken to him without his ex-wife being the messenger. He missed him more than he knew to describe.

His recent divorce had been what had fuelled him to return home to Eden; hoping to find solace in the paradise he knew so well after feeling as if he had lost himself entirely. Spending too many years constantly playing other people had taken more of a toll on him than he had realised, that was until he was sent to rehab. After getting out, he felt as if staying in Eden was the only way for him to climb out of the dark hole he had managed to find himself in. Unfortunately, this journey of finding himself had meant making the decision to leave his son behind in Los Angles. Something he didn't like to speak on much.

When you had first met him in rehab however, he had been extremely open about his life, telling you how anger was the only emotion he could really feel anymore. Explaining that if he wasn’t at least the slightest amount intoxicated, he didn't think he couldn't go on with living; especially after the recent downfall of his career being showcased for the entire world to see. It was dark stuff, but you understood each other. That’s a big part of what made you grow so close.

You picked off petal after petal from the daisy, watching its beauty fade with each pluck and letting each one slowly blow into the breeze, creating a tragic stream as they blew away from you and down to the not so far off shoreline. As you plucked the last petal, you admired the daisy, still glowing with pollen and beaming in the sunlight despite have lost so many important parts of it. You stuck it into your shirt pocket and fell back down to lay on the grass as you waited for Andy to finish his call.

It had been maybe ten minutes you were lying with your eyes closed, enjoying the heat that beamed down from the clear, Australian sky when you finally heard the slow footsteps that you knew to be Andy’s, pattering along the grass. You shot up from where you lay to see the dopey-smiled man who had left you in the garden just fifteen minutes before, only to be faced with a red-eyed, teary one.

“Andy what happened? Are you okay?” He fell down onto the grass besides you, staring at you but completely wordless. You felt as if you could see into his soul. He was feeling so many emotions he hadn’t even been able to grasp at in so long. It was overwhelming him and you knew it. You reached out to stroke is cheek, concern running through you for the man that you had grown to love so dearly over the past few months.

He looked up “She’s gonna let me see him. T-They’re coming over next month.” A tear fell from his face as he smiled harder than you had ever seen him smile before. He was finally going to see his son after all these long months and you couldn’t have been any happier for him.

“Really?! That’s amazing, oh my god!” You moved forwards, wrapping your arms over his large shoulders and squeezing him in a hug so full of love it was palpable. “You really got to speak to him this time?” You questioned him once more before pulling away from his grasp, thinking back to the many times his ex-wife had promised he could speak with the boy but decided at the last minute he wouldn’t get to.

“Yeah!.. he uhh,” He took in a shaky breath, chuckling with joy as he recalled hearing the young boy’s voice so filled with excitement and energy over the phone. “He said he couldn't wait to meet you! You know, when I told him about you.” He stumbled over his words, running a hand through his hair as he shook with nerves, doing his best to calm himself.

In that moment, you felt your love for him soar higher than it ever had before. You were so proud of the progress he had made, and you knew his son would be too. “And I cant wait to meet him either.” You rested your forehead against his, the two of you enjoying a stand still and bathing in the happiness you both felt in the beautiful moment. The sound of the ever present breeze occupied your ears as the laughter emitting from two of you joined it, echoing a song throughout the garden that wouldn’t be forgotten any time soon.

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!!! My very first request!!! 🥺 I was so happy to see this in my inbox!! Sorry these are a bit long, but I hope you enjoy nevertheless anon!! 💕💕 pls forgive any grammar mistakes! im p sure i wrote this around 2 AM LMAO

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{ Haikyuu boys taking you out on your first date HCs }

ASAHI AZUMANE

we all know he's rlly nervous about y'alls first date

he probably asks the boys for help about places to go, and how to ask you out!!

Suga, Daichi, Yachi, Kiyoko, Ennoshita, and Yams are super helpful!! They give him a lot of helpful tips, and even help him figure out a way to ask you out in the most perfect way possible!

Tsukki, Noya, Tanaka, Kags, and Hinta were little to no help. Their Ideas were... Good, but they weren't what he was looking for. He appreciates their help in the end 

you both tend to walk home together. It really depends though! Sometimes you're down to wait until practice is over, and sometimes you just wanna go home and do your own thing

so on one of the walks home, he stops you halfway and asks you if you wanted to go roller skating date with him over the weekend

his face is so red

and so is yours because you never would've thought he'd ask you out on a date

he thinks you're about to reject him because you're just standing there in silence

"Y-You don't- We don't have to go-"

"No! Wait! I do wanna go out with you!"

the rest of the walk home is really awkward, but there's a sweet smile on y'alls faces

when the day finally comes, Asahi picks you up from your house and you're 🥺

he's wearing a cute pair of jeans with a wooly sweater over a white button up, and converse

and you're like,,, omg, did i underdress?? i need to look as cute as that??? and you look like you're about to go back inside and change, but he stops you halfway and tells you that you look cute

last minute he pulls out a handful of flowers, and you're about to cry because he's so damn cute, but then he apologizes bc lowkey they're kinda crushed

but its okay

you put them inside and y'all start leaving

y'all chat about whatever and you walk close to him, and you hold onto his arm and lean against him

when it comes to the skating part? y'all are dying.

you both cling to the walls until you finally find the confidence to skate, and you're FERAL. You're zooming around, and Asahi is just watching you with big eyes and a blush

you try your best to pull him off the wall, and skate with you, and he was terrified! man almost peed his pants! but eventually you peel him off and he's SHAKING

this tall beefy man that could snap you in half, is leaning on you and holding onto you for dear life, and you're the only thing between him and the floor

it takes him a hot minute before he's finally able to stand without busting his ass, or shaking, so you take his hand and y'all are just vibing

when the couple song comes on? He's heading towards the exit and you tug him BACK into the rink, and you're like :) "let's skate!!"

he almost passes out

he never would've thought you'd want to skate with him during a couple turn 🥺

he holds your hand real tight, and you interlace your fingers with him. and it's just really nice

Asahi leans against you again but it's not as heavy, it's a good weight that you wanna feel all night long

y'all decide to split a pizza and an icee, and you're just hanging out at your table and you're just sitting close and 🥺🥺🥺

his face is close to yours when you talk, and you're hugging his arm and you just lay your head on his shoulder

im so fuckin soft

eventually, you get really tired and it's time to go home

Asahi takes you home and nervously takes your hand before you go in, and he kisses your knuckles and wishes you goodnight

the second you're inside? you're dying

Asahi is also dying

IWAIZUMI HAJIME

you and Iwa are probably already pretty close, and you both knew how you felt, but neither one of you knew how to approach the situation

bc no cap?

Iwa was lowkey waiting for YOU to say something

while you were waiting for IWA to say something

and the whole team is sick and tired of it. Especially Oikawa

He just wants to see his two favorite people get together!!!

So he urged Iwa to say something after one of their matches

and thats when you both decide to finally make plans for a date, and you both suggested going bowling

and y'all just kinda looked at each other

and laughed really fuckin hard

You both decide to just meet up there since it would be easier for the both of you

he looks rlly cute in his usual attire of just a good pair of jeans, hoodie, and a jacket above it

and you're like. eyein that jacket. you want it by the end of the night

so you two go in, get your shoes, and start heading down to the lanes

on god, you're nervous. you're scared of your fingers getting stuck in the balls

you tell Iwa and he laughs at you, telling you that it won't happen if you're careful

you kinda eye him like uhmmm if you say so????

but you're still careful

y'all decide to name each other

Iwa is a gentleman, so he makes your nickname 'Sunshine :)'

sadly tho, you decide to be a lil shit, and his nickname is 'Oikawa's whore'

he punches your arm and you're in tears from how hard you're laughing

y'all decide to place a bet at the start since you wanted to add some spice to the date

you make a bet that if iwa wins, you're paying for the food, and if you win, he pays for the food

eventually you start playing and he's way ahead of you, and you're hitting his back jealous that he's winning

iwa is laughing in your face and he reaches for another ball. you have a feeling that this is gonna be the ball that makes you lose

you just watch in horror as he lifts the ball

he's preparing to throw it...

and!

he's sent forward, collapsing onto the ground with a double heavy thud

you blink.

and then you LAUGH REALLY FUCKIN HARD

Karma is a bitch! Iwa's fingers got stuck in the ball, and he's just laying there dumbfounded, and you're laughing

you have to help him up eventually, and you're trying so hard not to cry/shout in laughter. He's all red, but you help his fingers out and y'all sit down

you look over his hand and you're making sure his fingers aren't broken or anything

iwa just watches your tiny lil hand in his, and his heart is racing SO FAST

it isn't until you kiss his fingertips and tell him that you're gonna go get ice, that this man explodes

he takes your wrist and pulls you down so he can kiss your nose and he thanks you with a tiny mumble

you lowkey die on the spot and stagger away to get his ice, and when you come back there's a bit more pep in your step

you come back and his fingers seem okay, so you just decide maybe it's a good time to start going back home

the walk back is full of laughter and him eventually throwing an arm around your shoulder

you lean into his side and you hold his hand

when he drops you off the two of you just hang out in your porch

and he eventually leans down to kiss you 🥺 and he whispers good night against your lips

he waves you farewell, and you do too

and you know damn well you wanna go on another date with this man

TENDOU SATORI

on god I struggled to think of a date idea for Tendou

bc I was given SOOOOO MANY GOOD DATE IDEAS FOR THIS FUCKER

Tendou decided to ask you out of the blue if you wanted to go to the zoo with him

you were kinda shocked to see that Tendou wanted to go somewhere with YOU of all people

because no cap, you thought u were pretty Lame, and not cool enough to hang out with him, but. 😳 um. you said yes! let's go to the zoo!!!

but you really didn't know if it was a date or not, because he didn't say it, but in your head its a date

you're a lil nervous about going to the zoo with him because you haven't hung around with him one on one

Leon, Semi, and even Toshi, were always with y'all when you two would hang out

so having alone time with him is KINDAAAA intimidating

but when he pulls up to your house so excited to take you out 🥺 all of your anxieties are GONE!!!!!

he does not HESITATE to take your hand. He holds your tiny lil hand in his much bigger one, and he just chats about whatever comes to mind

when y'all are on the train, he sits across from you just so he can watch you stare out the window and admire you AND the view outside

he chose a pretty good day to take you out. the sun was bright and warm, and you were wearing the cutest dress so he knew today was going to be pretty good

the second you get to the zoo he makes sure to buy tickets to ride the train around the zoo, and even access to the carousel

you're about to WWE bodyslam him to the ground for buying you your ticket!! like motherfucker I have the money!!!!!!

you're so close to beating the shit out of him, but he slips the access bracelet around your wrist and slips his fingers through yours and he's like

🥰🥰🥰🥰!!!

anger? gone.

serotonin? here.

your love for him? massive.

hotel? trivago.

you decide to get a map of the zoo so you two know where you're going, and you end up navigating the both of you around

Tendou is going feral over all the animals, and he tugs on you gently to point at whatever animal is doing something he finds exciting

He even goes as far as to pick you up if you can't see a certain animal because they're positioned somewhere high

when it comes to finally going on the small ass train, y'alls legs are basically twisted with eachother and your hip is pressed against his in such an uncomfortable position

its a tight fit!!! im pretty sure your leg is falling asleep

but you can't help but giggle and laugh when Tendou leans over you to see the animals, cheek pressed against yours since you turned your head to look too

ugh. fucker takes this chance to kiss your cheek and nose it, and when you go all red he laughs at you

when you go see the penguins he holds you really close to his side, and hugs you from behind to keep you warm

but also so he can see the penguins better. the penguin house was lowkey full

you have to hold him back from touching most animals that seemed close enough to be touched

y'all get a pretzel and split that shit, but then you're both screaming when a bird swoops down to steal it right from your hands

just as you're about to get on the carousel, there's a distant rumble of thunder and you both stop like ????? brother what??? the sun was OUT

the zoo announces that they would be closing soon due to the rain, and they urge the members to start heading to their cars or whatever other method of transportation

you just look at Tendou like 👁_____👁 wut da hell we gon do...... now?

Tendou looks back at you like queen don't ask me. i didnt think we'd get this far on god

you both decide to just start leaving so you don't get caught in the rain

but wow, what do you know, it starts raining as you walk to the train station

and you BOOK IT

you're screeching as the rain just hits you at full force, and you're holding onto Tendou's arm for dear life, and he's laughing so hard and just stops

you're like ??? IT'S RAINING???? WE GOTTA BLAST BITCH

but listen. This dude is vibing now. He just had such a good day with you, and the rain feels so nice on his hot skin, and he's never felt so much at once

and you kinda just stop and admire him for a bit. So you stand under the rain with him before it gets to be too much, and you take his hand gently and start walking to the station

y'all just hang under the tin roof the station provides

you're both soaked, but sit close to one another to share heat bc y'all kinda stupid for tryin to act out a hallmark movie scene

but hey

at least y'all had fun, right?

[kae-karo]

ya okay so that video ... that was the best thing that happened to me today? it was so cute? and silly? i didn't care about the game at all i was just watching dnp be their goofy selves and loving every second!? i mean come on!!! dan pushing phil around the apartment was the cutest thing ever?? but what are your thoughts on the new video/ your favourite moments?? (you're always so good at articulating and finding the best things in everything)

oof. okay, here we go (warning there’s a Lot i have no self control) (edit: this is for the asphalt 9 dapg vid)

really another vine reference i love them sm

a fact that everybody must know we need to be proper phil trash and we need to learn from phil trash #1

improve phil’s lives lmao it’s the inverse of “our life” he’s gone so far he’s reversed now

phil bab what’s this face

the fastest and super cutest lil tongue thing ever (0:31)

phils rooooooooooooots

why??? are there so many jumpcuts??? like idk they’re not even like. casual jumpcuts they’re like kinda obvious ones????

dan changing his mind as he’s trying to say “i feel think they know this” (1:01)

first of all phil just deciding dan needed a mustache (and dan defending people who don’t have mustaches)

dan says mustache phil says mustache

the fucking spongebob thing

‘i’m gonna have to imagine you’re my driving instructor’ roleplay, kinky

“our chest”

dan just,,,,,,accepting the mustache (see the above ‘roleplay, kinky’ comment)

dan laughing through the entirety of calling himself a driving instructor

and then talking slightly Off for the entire rest of the vid bc he has a mustache on and he’s trying to keep it from falling off (he also doesn’t smile as much or be quite as expressive as he usually is bc that would make it Fall)

a realistic earth-based car game??? what the eff were they gonna play that wasn’t an earth-based car game????

as we all know, mario kart and actual driving are basically the same thing, right? throwback to that time phil said he would beat a pro racer at mario kart (x)

another???? jumpcut???? mid sentence????

touchyyyyyy

giggly lads

let’s count how many times dan does the lean on desk head on his fist thing i’m up to 2 right now (spoiler: there’s 2 lmao)

head pats (maybe phil really is a cat)

phil’s eYEbRoWs (5:04)

dan picked the first driving place and let phil pick the other two

2 important things here 1 dan is not sitting normally in the chair and 2 captain america socks wonder who those belong to

phil’s first reaction to dan’s possible distractions was ‘don’t tickle me’ hmmmmmmmmm thinking emoji starry-eyed emoji

i’m sorry i can’t stop looking at phil’s eyes they’re so so blue n green n bright??? like there’s smth about him in black that really makes his features stand out n his eyes pop

side note dan is still eschewing his ‘all black’ branding? and phil’s sporting that black shirt???? i’m living

why the ever-loving fuck do they have that gold hat like why the sunglasses are from the nov pic in the dog calendar, the cactus as phil said was from tatinof but like. really? was that supposed to be like. for dan’s diss track way back when or smth??? (i have no bloody clue where the emoji things came from)

“u dont wanna get tickled by a tree branch” and phil clearly thought he was boutta get tickled

phil’s first no (6:57) sounded exactly like a dan ‘no’? when he’s scared? trust me i have done studies (x)

i h8 my demon self but “and you know what happens when your friends are texting you things?” followed by the heart eyes emoji. then “’oh phil i love you’ says the mysterious person you’re sexting” dan. dan. babe. pls. (’phil send me a sexy picture!’) given the rest of the contents of this fake texting convo i feel like this was based on irl conversations (i mean,,,,”what’s the tea?” “pizza?” lads,,,,,)

ANOTHER SUPER FAST LIL TONGUE THING (8:08)

that

another jumpcut? am i just looking for them or are they just way more obvious than usual???

why is this screenshot making me giggle uncontrollably

the most??? casual handoff?? of a hat??? i’ve ever seen???? why is this important i have no idea it was just so smooth?????? (8:40) except then dan just,,,,,throws it

what the fuck is the random zoom??? clearly phil was editing bc he just did a zoom on dan’s lips mustache

significantly less obvious jumpcut (9:04) clearly dan had to explain what he wanted phil to guess lmao reminds me of a certain jumpcut after a certain phil was asked what surname he’d pick if he could have any surname 👀👀

the softest phil voice maybe ever when he says “what does that mean?” (9:06)

“you get like a full day’s power in half an hour” we love casual not-sponning and also rhyming

same tho

dan’s wiggly head thing (10:16) i love

i love british people pronouncing things like garage :)

a better thing to count: the number of times dan says “it’s fine”

phil being super smiley throughout the whole ‘race’ 

poor lil bab phil falling??? and gigging through the whole thing? and still playing?? you go philly we love u

“phil,,,,,,u just drove off a bridge,,,,,” “right” “i don’t know what to say” *dramatic zoom* “just let me get to the end”

“they were right in my ass” kay phil

he’s literally still playing and he does the hand over his mouth thing phil both hands on the wheel 

i know it’s a british thing but the way dan says sixth like sick-th instead of sicks-th

i feel like some of y’all will appreciate these

somehow phil found a way to shame dan????

yas phil stare at ur man

was he like???? jealous of dan’s fake mustache or smth???

alright i’m calling it now dan’s secretly a snek or lizard man that’s all there is to it (12:50) that would explain a lot of the furry/scaley jokes

“sticker for your boo-boo” okay dan

another,,,,,,jumpcut????

i love when phil looks at dan like this, i know it’s his ‘i’m waiting for u to be done so i can say smth’ face and sometimes his ‘i’m just listening to u do ur thing n talk lots’ but idk i just love it???

phil’s absolute non-reaction to ‘hope that tickles your pickle’,,,,,,and then ‘taps your app’ was so much worse? dan has a thing for sensationalizing everything phil says (and rightly so we love phil he is a sensation) don’t tap my bap

‘just never leave the house to be honest’ aka ‘phil bb don’t leave me ever okay????’ y’all that’s a joke don’t take it srs