#short boy and tall girl my beloved

[leonw4nter]

Don't Go To Sleep, Don't Rest Your Head

Dad!RE6!Leon x F!Reader

This is a sequel to Holding Our Dreams As You Lie To Rest. Use of D/N for Daughter's Name.

Oh, how tiny his beloved daughter was; when all 7 pounds of her could fit snugly in the nook of his arm; when she could still sit on his broad shoulders and feel the sky beneath her tiny fingers, the only weight he proudly bore on shoulders that usually held humanity’s suffering; when she would be carried home in his arms whenever she grew tired from walking. He missed being able to hold the world in his arms, push her stroller, and help her with the laces of her shoes but she’s a big girl now, ready to take on life outside of the comforts of her home, beyond her father’s reach.

“Honey, call me if you need anything okay?” Leon repeats for the nth time that day, arms crossed as he looks over her things again.

“Yes dad, I will. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.” she reiterates. Her smile boasts confidence, sure of herself that she can do this away from her comfort zone.

Leon’s heart squeezes a bit, the transition from “daddy” to simply “dad” making him feel a bit more sentimental though he swears it’s just him missing his little miracle before she’s even really left.

“Remember: no boys and no excessive drinking. Got it?” he sternly adds as he gently strokes her hair. Hair that reminded him of her mother in every way possible.

“Yes, dad. No boys and no drinking–”

“And no caving in to reckless behavior. Also, careful with sororities; they can do more harm than good. Find friends who are up to the standards you set for yourself,” Leon adds.

His daughter groans slightly before nodding, promising she won’t do any of the things Leon doesn’t want her to do.

“Dad, I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do, okay? I’ll be fine. Besides, I’m grown now. I’m perfectly capable of making sound decisions, I’m not a little girl anymore.”

“Nonsense, you’ll always be my little girl no matter what,” Leon retorts with a teasing grin as he practically fights the tears threatening to spill from his waterline, bringing her in for one last papa bear hug before sending her off to college. Though she won’t admit it, she knew that deep down she’ll always be his little girl; he would always be there for her– for every victory and for every frustration. Just yesterday Leon was guiding her hand in writing her name for the first time; life is certainly a fickle little thing.

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Not less than a few months later, Leon and his team are deployed for a mission. Leon’s faced plenty of outbreaks, always expecting the same outcome: mass casualty and the loss of members on his team but this mission unsettles him the most; the outbreak parameter encompasses where his daughter studies and currently lives in and judging from the intel provided by his superiors and news outlets, things are looking very grim for the inhabitants of that city. He’s tried phoning her multiple times and her signs of activity are short bursts, her responses being quick and short; many times she’s messaged that a call wouldn’t be safe because there’s “creatures” that react to even the faintest sound. The first time she sent that message, Leon immediately got up to pack his things and head to the headquarters to deploy himself into that mission, breaking his daughter’s rule on not letting him go on far missions. He swore to her mother that he would not let anything get to their daughter and he is bent on keeping this promise up, at the cost of his own life if this is how the situation plays out. Finally, their choppers arrive at the area and once again, everything is reminiscent of Raccoon City and Tall Oaks; cars littering the streets, burning fires scattered on the damp road, closed shops, and bloodied roads. Not a single noise can be heard and not a single sign of life can be detected; it doesn’t take dying to see Hell when you are standing right in the middle of the decay of a city, once bustling with life. Leon recognizes the place, spotting a signage with chipping paint nearby, displaying all the top locations in that city like malls, zoos, hospitals, and colleges. “Fuck, I’m only 15 minutes away from D/N.” he thinks. He contemplates moving to where her dorm is but he knows she’s smarter than that; she’s moved somewhere safer. He taught her after all, she learned from one of the best agents in the D.S.O. Mumbling a quick prayer, he reaches into his phone and tries to contact her number and prays that her ringtone doesn’t go off mid-escape. After waiting for a few minutes, she doesn’t pick up. Once more, his worry grows as he notices that she was last active 2 days ago. Their team is given instruction to start moving so they move, keeping their footfalls light and as muted as possible to avoid drawing attention to them.

Night fell and the sun rose, a warm glow cast over the shell of a city’s former glory. All night, Leon and his partner had walked around the place but not seeing any survivors, only more of the infected. Though they had wandered around the city almost all night long, there was a spot that they hadn’t gone to yet. Walking over to an abandoned apartment complex, Leon hears faint taps against a wall. The taps were rhythmic, an intentional beat created with each tap; soon, a hoarse voice calling for help could be heard, his heart lodging itself in his throat. Him and his partner split up, inspecting different floors before meeting up once again. He climbs the stairs, his heart feeling more like a ticking time bomb than an actual organ. He inspects each room, a keen eye not missing a single detail until he reaches an empty apartment with doors broken down.

“Dad!” He hears her, he hears his girl. His feet take him where he hears her voice, nothing else in the world mattering besides coming to her rescue and getting her out of that hellhole. He finally sees her and pulls her in for a hug, a hand coming up to cradle the back of her head as he presses kisses to the crown of her head. A part of him feels relieved to have found her still breathing but another part of him feels like a failure for exposing her to the world’s ugly side, a side he never dreamt of ever showing to her.

“Honey, a-are you alright?” he worriedly asks as he scans her up and down. Her clothes are torn and there's a bloody spot somewhere in her knee then he sees it: a fresh bite.

“D/N, we have to move now. There’s a vaccine that’s on trials right now and so far it’s doing good on tests so I’m going to have you vaccinated, okay? We’ll get out alive, you’ll be fine. Keep that bite covered for me, sweetie.”

He presses one more kiss against her forehead, not missing how cold she’s gotten and almost all color from her face disappearing. She looks at him through glossy eyes, nodding before wrapping her arm around his neck as he helps her out of the spot.

“I’ve located my daughter. She’s a survivor, send medical help.” he radioes.

“I’ve got you, sweetie. Stay strong, we got this right?” he softly asks with a weak grin.

“Y-yeah. W-we… do…” she mumbles, her response almost coming out in a whisper.

She doesn’t have much time left before the infection progresses; her temperature is dropping fast, her eyes are turning pinker with each moment, and her pulse is absolutely speeding so he does his best to urge her to hurry. Finally, they’re out of the building and near the extraction point.

He turns to face D/N to tell her that they’re almost there but is instead met with a low groan. A groan similar to that of the infected. One look at the greenish tinge to her skin is enough to tell him about his daughter’s current situation. D/N lifts her head up, cloudy irises zeroing in on Leon’s neck as the smell of death emanates from her bloodied mouth.

“D/N, please, hold on just a little longer– we’re almost there–” Leon persuaded her. He looked into her eyes again and saw a tiny flicker of his little girl flash on irises that grew even cloudier with each moment– scared and confused. She’s holding on, for his and her sake. She’s hanging by a thin thread but she knows she has her dad to pull her back up and deliver her from this hell; he’ll always protect her. Leon is not a man to break promises.

Despite being a few steps away from the extraction point, there isn’t a chopper or armored car in sight. D/N emits another low groan, this time much louder than earlier. With each movement of her mouth, he can hear the audible clicking of her jaw. She pulls away from him hastily, keeping her head away from his vision so he wouldn’t see the state of utter decay and decomposition her face is morphing into. The face, where her dearly departed mother lived through, is now morphing into a mass of bloody growths and putrid boils; it’s as if she’s defacing the face who carried her for a long nine months, a mockery of the love her father and mother shared. She felt immense guilt for failing to keep herself safe, putting her father into a state of more turmoil but she can’t stop it; no longer can she continue to keep the urge to dive in to a nice, warm neck at bay. Before she can get a chance to hold herself back and try to grapple with her humanity, a switch is turned. Gone is the sweet, loving, and saintly girl there was days ago.

“D/N? D/N, listen to me. Listen to my voice–” Leon says but his words are cut off when she pounces at him, teeth bared to try and yank out his innards.

Tears spill from his face, blurring his vision. How cruel must fate be that out of all the possibilities his little girl could make her exit from this world, this undignified death is what is set for her. His gun is right by his side and with a simple pull of a trigger, another infected is gone but this is not another infected, she’s his daughter. She’s his flesh and blood, the personification of two souls who loved in one. She is the parting gift of his Y/N, the maker of all his dreams. He can’t bring himself to take her out, though it’s the most merciful thing he can give her rather than have her linger for long in this form. He manages to push her away, sending her stumbling back. He reaches for his gun and keeps his finger trained on the trigger but he doesn’t pull; he can’t and doesn’t want to.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry.” is all he can say.

He knows that her mother is probably missing her, only having seen her grow from her place above and never actually having the chance to embrace her yet he couldn't help but grow a little selfish. Was it wrong for him to want her to stay alive? Was it wrong for him to have more time with the last thing keeping him going?

“I know you want to see our daughter but must you see her this soon? I want her around for just a little longer, honey. Can’t you do that? Can I be selfish for a bit?”, he silently pleads to her.

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“This letter for my precious flower D/N from her dear dad (and mom). Only read when moving out of our home to start your life away from me :) To my dear daughter, you were anticipated and cherished before we even saw you on a monitor. Ever since I held and raised you, these sensations only seemed to have grown a thousandfold. You are my precious D/N and before you grow before my eyes (as well as your mom in heaven), there’s things I want you to know: I love your mother very much. I am not a very prayerful man but I sincerely pray with all that I have that you will find someone who will treat you the way I treated you and your mother. It won’t matter if me and whoever you will love don’t get along in terms of interests but as long as they look at you with the twinkle of love in their eyes even when you’re doing something weird, I find comfort that I can entrust your heart to them. You never have to be alone and although there’s going to be times where I won’t get this “being a dad” thing right, I’m always doing my best for you.”

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D/N lunges towards him again and narrowly avoids her, moving out of her way as his mind grapples with one idea that seems most desirable in that moment.. D/N advances towards his direction again but he doesn’t move, craning his neck to expose more skin, in order to get a better bite. He shuts his eyes, sadly chuckling to himself. A family reunion doesn’t sound so bad. Somewhere nice, somewhere warm…

A rancid whiff of decay hits his nostril sharply, causing him to gag slightly but he keeps his neck still free for her to feast on. She bellows an ear-splitting screech but a gunshot follows after that. D/N’s zombified body falls limp against Leon but she’s still moving, shrieking. He sees his partner with his gun trained on his daughter’s head, the first shot of his being on her leg.

“This is my little girl! Don’t shoot! Don’t–”

A shot rings through the air, a ringing that will haunt him for the rest of his cursed life.

D/N finally falls limp, blood staining his gear as she lays motionless against his body. He sinks down, cradling her in his arms as he rocks her back and forth. Her body is curled up against him, just like when she was but a tiny baby. To Leon, she still is. Always was.

“My baby,” he mutters as he lets choked sobs free. He cries the hardest he’s ever done; he cries for himself, his daughter, his wife, his broken promises, for all the parents that have seen their child die in their arms. For the life his daughter never got to fully live out.

“My little D/N. Daddy’s here, daddy’s got you. It’s okay. You’re okay. You’re safe now. You can rest my beautiful angel.”

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“You’re going to see a whole lot of interesting places and by now, you’ve figured that you and I are tiny things in a grand scheme of things; life is interesting not because of the comforts but because of the challenges, the experiences you get from these things. I’ve always hated being away from your mother when she was still pregnant with you but when I was out there, I thought about her and the beautiful little girl she’s carrying in her belly and suddenly I had a reason to live, to keep fighting. I had to do what I did so that the future you live in will be peaceful; you won’t have to be afraid of monsters under your bed or monsters in your closet. Know that even when you’re a big girl, it’s still okay to cry and it’s definitely okay to ask for help. Don’t push your emotions away and feel them; don’t resort to alcohol, trust me– you’re going to harm yourself and the people who care about you. Indulge in some fun, it won’t hurt to be happy but don’t indulge too much– too much of something is bad (just as too little of something).

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9 years ago.

D/N’s team was losing by 5 points, her team rattled and tense from all the pressure dawning in on them. It was kind of funny, seeing all these nine-year-olds faces go from smiles and giggles to knitted eyebrows and deep frowns. Everyone’s uniforms were dirty, dark soil staining every kid’s formerly white knee-socks, much to the dismay of some mothers on the benches tasked with laundry in their respective homes�� not that Leon cared, he can always get his sweet daughter a new pair; all that matters is that she isn’t afraid to get a little sweaty and play rough.

By now, every parent invested in this game is standing up with their hands on their hips and heads tilted towards the scoreboard. The air feels electric, cheering and chanting from both sides growing louder with each passing moment. Then, a kid from the opposing team hits a home run and scores for her team which triggers the parents of the opposing team to express their joy at the success. D/N doesn’t look too disappointed but she doesn’t look too happy either, just very tired. Her eyes scan the crowd, looking for her dad. Chris had to send her to the game since Leon was still on a mission earlier on that day but luckily, he managed to get it done fast and zipped for the stadium. Finally she spots him, her dad waving at her from the benches and quickly making his way down the stairs and towards her with his arms opened wide.

“Daddy!” she beams. “You’re here!”

She drops her glove and rushes to him, her own little arms opened. He catches up to her, bending down to scoop her into a bone-crushingly, breath-stealing hug. Mud and bits of grass will probably stick on his navy blue polo, the mud drying up and causing a stubborn stain but he could not careless; what’s there to worry about when D/N is all smiles and pure happiness?

“Yeah, I’m here honey. I can’t miss your big game, just couldn’t do it,” he responds while still hugging her. He pulls away before taking out a towel from a bag he brought, wiping her sweaty forehead. Flyaways are everywhere in her braided hair, other smaller strands sticking to her forehead; some dust is also sticking to her flushed face but she looks ecstatic nevertheless.

“Daddy I lost!” she exclaims. Not a single trace of defeat is on her face– she doesn’t even look the least bit exhausted from all that running and catching.

“It’s okay, sweetpea. It’s alright, we’re all still very proud of you,” the “we” in question being her uncles, aunts, Leon, and Y/N.

“You did great out there, champ! You were absolutely speeding back there, you looked really cool!” he comments as he throws her two thumbs up. D/N’s eyes sparkle, chest puffing with confidence upon hearing from Leon about how well she performed in that game.

“Thanks, dad! But I’m really tired, my legs feel like jelly. Ice cream?” she suggests as she throws him the most soft-looking, puppy-dog eyes she can muster. The thing is, she didn’t need to do puppy eyes when he already planned to take her out for some celebratory sweets.

“Of course! Anything for my pro baseball player,” he responds. Standing back up, he puts the towel back in his bag and puts some alcohol in her hands. Taking her tinier ones in his, they make their way out of the field and into the car, where she’ll enjoy her sweet treat.

The loss of her team doesn’t matter when to Leon’s eyes, she will always be his big winner.

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“My hands are getting a little sore (sorry honey, I’m not the biggest fan of writing) and I’m running out of the most flowery words to say but basically, the main takeaways of this entire letter are simple: I love you, I’d do anything for you, and that I wish you would choose me to be your dad in every universe. In every twisted reality, in the next life and the lives after those, you would give me the highest honor of having you call me ‘dad’. Well, if I’m not going to be your dad then I guess the most I can contribute for you is that hopefully, you will have the most patient, kind, and understanding dad ever. He’ll be able to provide for you and your mother’s needs and will be willing to let down his life for the two of you, at any cost. Don’t worry though, I might watch over you as a tiny little firefly. That’s all and don’t you ever, ever, ever forget that you always have me and your mother and you’re always welcome home. All my love, your dad (and mom).”

NOTE - I finally finished this after 2 days of working!!!!!! It ended up a little longer than I intended it to so I'm a lil sorry for that... I'm not sure if you guys prefer medium-length fics to longer fics so just feel free to put your preferences in the comments :) Also this is my first RE6!Leon fic so yeah there's that!!!!!!! Gallagher from HSR kinda badd... like... he kinda hot... I don't play HSR but bro he looks so hot, they better make this man 46 like PLEASE. Anyways, that's it and thanks for reading my fics!!!!!! I <333 YOUUU

The chain dividers are from @cafekitsune , the images are made by me (sourced from Pinterest).

[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

DO U EVER THINK ABIUT GENDERBENT 141??? because I'm sorry I'm queer as hell and au where everything is the same but Ghost is the most handsome butch woman to ever walk the earth?!?!?!? Barkbarkbarkbark

OR EVEN BETTER.... FEM GHOST AND REGULAR GHOST MY BI ASS GETTING SQWUISHED BETWEEN THEM 🫠🫠🫠

Man I am FERAL 2day

-🔪

Have I ever thought of Genderbent 141? UH??? YES??? EVERY DAY???? (never shared it before, but I 100% have thought about it)

Genderbent!141 Thots

Simone Riley who’s ginormous for a woman, just as tall as half of the men around her, and with shoulders just as wide. Wears her hair in a crew cut (just like her male counterpart) because she gets hot around the neck and irritated with hair in her eyes if she tries to grow it out any longer, and she cannot be arsed to untie and retie her hair if she’s in a hurry to shoot a terrorist! Unironically uses her sports bra as a place to conceal MORE weapons. Do you know how many foldable knives she has hidden in her bra cups? Don’t ask, she won’t tell you. Never wears heels because she hates it and it’s just not her style, she’s a butch through and through.

Jane Price who surprisingly strikes SO much fear in recruits by being polite, understanding and a surprisingly calm leader because they KNOW that a woman that polite can’t survive/be taken seriously in the military unless she’s deadly efficient and ready to crush someone under her boot at the slightest provocation… Her hair is fairly long but she wears it tied in the military regulation bun that’s SO slicked back and tight it’s no wonder she has a permanent headache. Yes she wears the boonie hat all the time.

Kylie Garrick is pretty girl (just like Kyle is pretty boy). She has the PRETTIEST neatest cornrows and wears them in a bun because it’s convenient for work, plus it lets her still wear her beloved baseball cap!!!! She read the handbook cover-to-cover to know what’s allowed and what isn’t and knows exactly what she can get away with style wise. Watch her wear stud earrings of all colors and tinted lipbalm to skate by the ‘no makeup’ rules.

Johanna MacTavish is short but BEEFY. And I mean BEEFY. Between her arms and her thighs, she looks like she could crush skulls and watermelons alike with just a bit of squeezing… And she has taken advantage of her reputation as a destructive wildcard to get away with hair that does NOT pass regulation. I mean, are YOU going to go tell the one Scottish woman who’s built like a fridge and coincidentally the YOUNGEST recruit to pass SAS selection and also certified in demolitions and explosions to fix her hair? No, obviously not. So, she wears her hair LONG as shit and only pinned back enough to not get caught in her arms when shooting/fighting +  has an undercut so that she doesn’t overheat.

[ More Genderbent!COD ]

[ambrosiagourmet]

Okay, I'm trying to firm up some thoughts about heteronormativity for the world of dunmeshi. We don't see any explicit homophobia (afaik???), and it's a little hard to separate real life heteronormativity from the potential in-universe kind, BUT there are a lot of the markers of gender roles and prejudices that often come with this stuff, and I want to dissect some of them.

DISCLAIMER I am painting with a broad brush here just to summarize what I've observed/what we know. Obviously all these races/cultures are going to have a variety of different subcultures within them and opinions/norms/laws/etc can vary a lot. No group is a monolith etc etc but this is a high level look at stuff.

Also I'd prefer people only reblog this if they are participating in the convo/adding something. This is for my reference and I'd rather it not spread much, at the moment. Thanks for understanding!

So... Laios and Falin had arranged marriages to a girl and boy, respectively, along with there being a slew of other prejudices they grew up around, so that's a glimpse into the tall-men culture in the northern continent.

There are a lot of different cultures in the archipelago but at very least the Nakamoto clan currently works in what looks like a patriarchal structure, though all of Shuro's siblings are male so I guess we don't technically know if women can inherit? Hien kind of assumes that she and Shuro might end up romantically involved in a sort of "well that's how it works" way which is fairly heteronormative so I think its fair to say that on a baseline level that assumption is present there.

Since Otta is judged more for dating short-life races than for dating women, it seems like maybe elven culture is more flexible. HOWEVER they are such a Power Structure TM and the noble houses care so fucking much about lineage and status that I have trouble believing that it's completely free of problems. Probably at least the nobility is expected to fit in heterosexual molds? Idk. They do look more androgenous and overall feminine than the other races, so that could also contribute to more fluidity. Of note here also is that in addition to a canon lesbian in Otta, Lycion also is Extremely Transgender. Though also of note: these people are the criminals in the group. So.

I don't know that there's as much info to work off of for the gnomes, dwarves, and half-foot cultures.

Dwarves have very strong family ties, which COULD lean towards heteronormativity but doesn't necessarily have to. Some dwarven women in dwarven cultures let their facial hair grow out - it's not necessarily super common, but it's much more likely to happen there than in a place like the Island. I lean towards thinking that they are more flexible, and maybe it varies from family to family how much there is an expectation of heterosexuality. Like the elves, they are more androgynous than most of the other races, AND one of our other major mostly canon queer characters (beloved bi Namari) is dwarven.

No idea about gnomes. The most prominent gnomes we see are the married Flokes and Holm. Holm's sister seems to have a bit of a thing for Kabru, so that's a couple of points towards Heterosexual Gnomes, but hardly anything definitive. They also live alongside dwarves so I imagine that if the dwarves are flexible they probably aren't significantly more strict about stuff. Also!! Kiki is the last of what I'd label the Mostly Canon queer characters, and she and Kaka were raised by gnomes! So that does seem to fit the "more overtly queer characters have ties to less heteronormative seeming cultures".

Again, no real idea about half-foot stuff. Chilchuck got married young and was a teen dad. Two of his kids seem very Interested In Men, the third gives big lesbian vibes. All of these things seem like they could be as much just orientation as anything socially enforced. I do think it's notable though that, while Flertem and Puckpatti are explicitly and loudly Into Men, Meijack is just quiet and gives off Vibes.

Ummmm yeah orcs (at least the ones we see) also have hierarchies based around polygyny so that's them.

YEAH that's most of what I can pull together currently? I'd love to hear other people's thoughts on interpreting all this, and if there are any lore details I missed!

Generally speaking I'm inclined to believe that heteronormativity exists as a baseline undercurrent in a lot of regions and cultures, and is more enforced in places that are either A) dominated by hierarchies (eg elven noble families) or B) insular and xenophobic in a variety of ways (eg Laios and Falin's hometown).

[simpforchuchu]

Platonic!Oya Boys x Oya!FemReader!reader 2

Pov : Fujio takes y/n and goes to Suzuran :D And of course Tsukasa and Todoroki doesn't know that :)

a/n: Hii! When i posted first part, dear @straysugzhpe gave me an amazing idea ! I 💕And i wanted to write it 🤩I loved writing this topic and maybe i can make it a serie 😁 This part is for you sweetiest and precious writer 🥺💕 And if i didnt understand it wrong, 29th is your bday 🥳 Happiest b-day to you 🥳💕 I hope you like it 🤗💕

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: usual hnl violence and cuteness 

Other parts

• As I said before, y/n admires Fujio and follows her senpai like a puppy

•  Everyone is aware that she is still naive and they must protect her.

•  And y/n is so cute that no one can say no to her - except Todoroki.He's pretty determined to protect her-

•  Fujio is her beloved leader and believes she has a lot to learn from him.

•  And Fujio enjoys taking her around like his little sister.

•  Of course, although Tsukasa and Todoroki want to protect the young girl from Fujio's stupidity, this is Fujio... You can't stop him.

•  Outside of Suzuran, you can see he's pretty excited as he looks at the school smiling.

•  -Of course they didn't tell anyone. It's a undercover mission-

•  Y/n eagerly awaits his senpai's order.It's their new undercover mission and she feels like a spy.

•  "Y/n-chan, be very careful okay? I don't want you to get hurt."  Y/n nodded her head with a smile as Fujio patted the young girl's shoulder.

•  "Don't worry, senpai. I won't disappoint you."

•  Fujio smiled and started to pace inside.When they entered, they didn't attract much attention at first, but after a while, when they entered the main square, Fujio and the girl behind him attracted quite a lot of attention.

•  Y/n didn't like the looks of the people around.It was clear that a fight would break out.That's why she was watching seriously.

•  Afterwards, Fujio started talking to someone upstairs. Just then, when the people around suddenly attacked them, Fujio pulled over to protect y/n and told her to wait there.

•  Y/n always listened his words.She knew he was strong so she trusted him.

•  But the messy haired boy in front of them was quite strong.So she couldn't help herself and when he suddenly knocked Fujio down, she panicked and kicked him away with a hard kick.

•  "Y/n! I told you to wait there!"

•  Fujio solemnly shouted afraiding of she can get hurt and y/n stepped aside again.  The messy-haired boy gave her an awkward grin and continued his fight with Fujio

•  When the fight stopped, the long-haired boy upstairs had also come downstairs.Y/n was waiting behind Fujio and was looking at Binzo with an angry expression.Binzo was giving her a strange look too

•  After Mashii and Fujio talked, Fujio said they were leaving and walked to the door.But Y/n was so focused on that boy that she didn't hear her leader and Fujio shouted again

•  The young girl was startled and called out to him in a sweet voice.

•  "Hai! Coming!"

•  She didn't forget to squint at Binzo as she left.

•  After she left, Binzo thought, "Did she just threaten me" with a laugh, and everyone looked at him in shock when he said she was pretty without realizing everyone could hear him

•  Yeah, y/n was as pretty as she was cute.And of course Binzo would like someone as crazy as himself.

•  They were descending the stairs after leaving Suzuran. Y/n was also murmuring when Fujio waved his hurting hand

•  "I'm going to beat that stupid ponytail guy, are you okay Senpai?"

•  Laughing, Fujio patted the young girl's head and smiled to show that he was okay.

•  Just then, a rather tall and scary figure passed by them.Fujio looked at him carefully and so did y/n.As they were looking at him ,the short boy behind the tall boy shouted at them.

•  Although he was surprised when Y/n asked the short boy if he wanted a fight, Fujio silenced her and then the tall boy called the short one and they left without incident.

•  Fujio was happily talking to the young girl as he climbed the stairs to Oya's roof. Their undercover mission was successful and they were both quite in a good mood.

•  Until they see a pretty serious Tsukasa in front of them when they get to the rooftop...

•  Tsukasa was scolding Fujio for being stupid enough to go alone to Suzuran.

•  "Tsukasa-san, I was with him too."

•  Yeah, she thinks it's a good thing and Fujio nodding too...

•  Tsukasa scolds fujio this time for taking y/n

•  No, it's not over, Todoroki also came because he found out what happened.  When Y/n said it was over, this time Todoroki called her out

•  "Y/n come here."

•  "No, you're going to scold me. Also, you look scary."

• Tsuji and Shiba laugh at her silliness and Todoroki has a hard time staying serious

• He sighs after a long talk

• "Don't do something so ridiculous like that again."

• "But Fujio is our leader, thats why I went with him."

• When the two laughed again, Todoroki smiled too.

• "Fujio is an idiot, don't forget to ask everyone before following him next time"

• In a few days after the Suzuran incident, the big fight started

•  Although Tsuji and Shiba protected her in the attack, no one could stop her from joining the fight for rescuing Tsukasa

•  No one could say that Y/n was weak, but because they were outnumbered, it was quite difficult for her. When she fell to the ground with a hard kick, she could not get up for a while and could not protect herself.Just as one of Kamasaka students about to hit her again with a pipe, someone saved her and she looked in surprise at the person and his hand.

•  "Will you get up? We're in the middle of a fight."

•  Yeah the messy haired boy,Binzo.

•  After everything is over, Binzo will come to Oya and confidently say that he likes her.

•  "Huh?!" 

• This time, y/n was included those who shouted in surprise.

•  Yasushi will put his arm around y/n's shoulder and give a nasty look to Binzo

•  "She's not allowed to date anyone.She's still too young."

•  It was pretty hard to keep Binzo and Yasushi from fighting

•  Although there were minor arguments between the Raoh Faction and Oya Boys -especially Binzo&Kansuke and YasuKiyo & Tsuji&Shiba for a while, it was stopped thanks to Fujio and Raoh.

•  But a few weeks later, chaos started again when Y/n said she liked  Binzo too...

•  Of course, Oya did not get angry with her sweet friends -they didnt like it but you know-  but I can say that they did not get along well with Binzo for a long time.

HnL taglist : @straysugzhpe @tiddly-winx

[linnorabeifong]

An Ask Game - I guess

Tagged by @l2bbocsstuff thank you so much very sweet of you to think of me.

QUESTIONS FOR PALS!

ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?: No and I wish they would’ve gone the traditional route and named me after someone. I have the world’s whitest most basic name 😂 so I get to be _______ Last Initial in my classes because there’s always girl with the same name as me. It’s a very stereotypical name too.

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?: This morning, thanks mom. Also last Wednesday in front of a hundred people while on stage. I’m really fun like that. Imagine with my hair in a traditional Mexican style and wearing a huge yellow dress covered in ribbons and lace trim. ( I was wearing the regional dress of Jalisco ) . My face absolutely caked in makeup, wearing perfume. Equal parts Mexican doll and Easter egg. Sobbing. Full on. Makeup ruined. Tear streaks. In my defense my feet and my entire body were in pain, I was sleep deprived and I’d been running around dancing , doing costume and hair changes all night. So I think I earned a good cry.

DO YOU HAVE KIDS?: I’m eighteen, way too young for those.

WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/ HAVE YOU PLAYED?: I ran track, did socccer, gymanastics , and cheer. I’m a dancer ( yes dance is a sport) . It’s my third year as a Ballet Folklórico dancer.

DO YOU USE SARCASM?: No 🤍

WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?: Hair

WHAT’S YOUR EYE COLOR?: brown

SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS: Happy endings real life is scary enough.

ANY TALENTS?: Ummm… I’m good at cooking and baking. Like I mentioned earlier I dance.

WHERE WERE YOU BORN?: 🎶 I was born in the USA 🇺🇸 🎵

WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?: Hard to keep up with any lately. I write. Dance. Read. Play video games. Swim. Again bake.

Am I wife material ? 👀

DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?: A dog ? He’s actually my sister’s and he is a bad boy. He unzips bags unlocks baby gates eats anything and everything. This morning it was an entire bag of chocolate so 🪦 him I guess. Here lies asshole. He’s cute and snuggly though. I spoil him.

HOW TALL ARE YOU?: 5”4’ short 😔

FAVORITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?: Biology the dissections are fun.

DREAM JOB?: dermatologist because they make bank.

tagging: my beloved @wilcze-kudly,

@orangepanic @nyamadermont @wishingforatypewriter @ozais-lobotomist @appalesbian@dont-blame-it-on-the-kids @slowdissolve @chiefbeifongcanrailme @messymosaic @yellowsalt3 @oldandirrelevant @risingsoleil

[just-some-random-blogger]

May i request a sandman fic where Dream is forced to interact with children, preferably with Death

(also, despite death being there, could you perhaps not make it depressing)

Didi's Brother

Dream of the Endless x Reader (but its mostly dream & ze baby boy)

Summary: "Di!" I rather excitedly called, grabbing the woman by the arm, "you didn't tell me your brother was hot." She laughs, "don't you think it would be rather odd if I told you 'oh, I have a hot brother.'"

Word Count: 1k+

Warnings: fem!reader, single mom!reader, Death is referred to as Didi, Dream boy Morpheus is referred to as Murphy, fluff, angst?, typos, etc.

A/N: i hope you like it!!! its pretty fluff! and also nonnie ???? it's never depressing when death is around!!! HAHAHH i made the kid a baby boy because i normally write dream in a girl dad lens. boy dad time HAHAHH Tagging: @pinksirensong @aralezinspace @sloanexx @deniixlovezelda @shadow-pancake9

The moment the boy heard a knock on the door, he scrambled in excitement and ran to the door screaming, "MUMMA, SOMEONE'S AT THE DOOR!"

Upon hearing this from the bathroom, I yell back, "okay, I'll be out in a minute. Don't open the door."

The child nodded but ran to the door anyway, checking to see who it was, pressing his cheek to the entrance. He hoped it was their neighbor. She was an old lady who always gave him sweeties (in secret).

When he doesn't hear anything, he pulls away and busts a lung out, "WHO IS IT!"

He hears a chuckle.

"It's auntie Didi!"

Oh em gee, that was even better!!!!!

"MUMMA!" the boy screams his guts out that it echoes inside the bathroom.

I sigh but chuckle. I flush and step out.

"HURRY IT'S AUNTIE DIDI! MUMMA! mUMmA! MUMMA! M U M M A !"

"Goodness," I huff as I jog towards my son, who was jumping in excitement, "give me a chance."

The moment the door opens, the boy leaps towards the dark clothed woman and strangles her legs, "HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"

Both of us look down and chuckle at the boy. Didi brushes his wispy hair back and gently pinches his cheek, "hello, Benji."

"HI, AUNTIE DIDI!"

I lean in and hug the woman, "hey, Didi, thanks for coming."

Didi chckles, "happy to watch this sweetheart."

When we pull away, I then lock eyes with the man behind her. My lips part at his dark eyeliner, sharp cheekbones, and messy hair, "oh... hello there."

"Greetings," he says, lips barely curving into a smile.

Didi turns over her shoulder, "this is my brother, Murphy."

"Oh," I say, unable to take my eyes off him, but do so rather reluctantly.

"I hope you don't mind. He's going to be babysitting with me today."

Upon hearing this, Benji pulls away from Didi and peeks behind her, examining the tall man. Seeing that he looks quite similar to his beloved auntie Didi, with their goth aesthetics, he agrees with himself that he's probably going to be just as fun as her.

This was how Murphy became Benji's right-hand construction man as he busied himself in the livingroom, building a fort.

"HMMM," he hums loudly, "I think you should up and-" he fixes the pillow walls, "-and- and get mumma's pillows because it's falling!"

"Benji, no," I call as I hear this. I adjust my coat on my shoulders as I head for the door, "just use the pillows here."

Benji whines as his right hand man kneels down next to him to keep the pillows from falling. The boy protests, "but mumma!!!!"

"If you want him to get the pillows, you have to go up with him," I say as Didi chuckles at the child, "and you have to ask him politely."

Benji beams and immediately yanks Murphy from the fort, making it topple down, "uncle Murphy, can we please, please, please get some pillows upstairs."

"Benji," I warn.

Murphy stands and nods, "very well."

Benji excitedly drags him with all his strength, "we can get the stuffed toys too!!!! MR. SNUFFALUFFAGUS!"

I watch as Murphy bends to allow the boy to drag him by the hand up the stairs. I turn to Didi, who is also watching them go upstairs.

Because of the boys short legs, it takes rather long for them to climb the steps one by one. Murphy pulls his hand out of the boy's grip to hold him on both arms, "would you like to hold on the hand rails, Benjamin?"

Benji turns to Murphy and reaches out to him instead, "carry?"

Murphy stills for a moment, but then picks up the child, craddling him in his arms. Something happens to my heart as I watch him climb the stairs with my baby. Once they are at the top, my stomach flurries at the sight of him tickling my son sweetly.

"Di!" I rather excitedly called, grabbing the woman by the arm, "you didn't tell me your brother was hot."

She laughs, "don't you think it would be rather odd if I told you 'oh, I have a hot brother.'"

I burst into a fit of laughter, "point taken."

Didi giggles with me.

"So... is he single?"

Didi rolls her eyes, "why don't you ask him yourself?"

I clear my throat and shake my head, "just curious..."

She raises a brow and crosses her arms.

"Are you sure it's alright for him to watch Benji with you?"

She shakes her head, "oh, you saw them. Just go already, unless you wanna be late. And anyway, I'll be right here the whole time."

Eventually, all the pillows in the house were used to fortify the castle upon the couch. Murphy was then assigned to play a monster and Didi was assigned as a fairy. Benji was obviously a knight.

"Okay," Benji points as he looks to Murphy, "destroy the castle."

He is a bit shocked, "must I? We spent much time balancing the pillows in order to stand like this."

Benji shakes his hands, "no, you have to-" but then hurtles himself into the plush pillows and destroys it himself as he growls.

Didi giggles as he watches the child do this. Murphy watches, entirely still.

Once destruction was laid upon the pillowy castle, Benji stands and then gasps, "OH NO THE MONSTER DESTROYED IT!"

Didi places a hand on her lips, holding back her laughter, "gosh. Don't you just hate it when that happens?"

Murphy finally understand his role. He crosses his arms then tilts his head, a rather threatening stance in all honesty. The prince of stories muses, "𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔢. ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔣𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔪. 𝔔𝔲𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥 𝔪𝔶-" SMACK!

Benji takes a pillow and wacks it across the monster's waist in the middle of his speech.

Flabbergasted, Murphy could not do much other than accept the assualt of the Knight of Featherdown. The pillow slips out of Benji's hand because of a particularly hard hit on the man's leg. The boy then grabs the other pillows and stuffed toys, chucking it to Murphy. It barely hits the monster because of knight's poor hand-eye coordination.

Didi laughs, "the fairy will help!"

And so the knight and the fairy fight the monster until he gets the wits to grab a pillow and shield himself.

"ℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔟𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔣𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔡!" Murphy proclaims, "ℑ 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔡𝔢𝔳𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔪!"

His sister translates for the boy, "sir Benji! He says he's going to eat everything!"

"NOOOOO! YOU DON'T EAT PILLOWS!"

"𝔅𝔲𝔱 ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔴 𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯."

Benji growls through a giggle, "GOOD ALWAYS WINS!"

Eventually, Murphy is defeated, sprawled chest down on the carpet, a five year old sat on his back victoriously.

Benji, thoroughly excited by the turn of events, giggles as he catches his breath. He decides to mimic the man and lie chest down on Murphy's back. The latter feels his cells come alive at the feel of the boy's heartbeat.

"You are a valiant opponent, Sir Benjamin," Murphy mutters.

Didi chuckles and sits down next to them. She rubs the kid's back, "he means your a great knight, Benji."

"Indeed."

Benji turns to Didi then slides off Murphy. The boy walks over to her, "Aunti Didi."

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"Is Murphy a puppa?"

Didi blinks and turns to her brother. She places her hand on the boy's back, "why don't you ask him."

Murphy, who obviously heard this, pushes himself up and sits down, waiting to be asked.

Benji turns to him, "are you a puppa?"

He straightens his back and nods, "I am."

"Do you have a son?"

"I do."

Upon hearing this, the boy frowns, "oh."

Didi brushes the boy's hair, "why do you ask, Benji?"

Benji shakes his head and gives no response.

Lord Morhpeus does not like this, and so, he makes the child sleepy.

Benji yawns and stretches.

Didi smiles at him, "wanna take a nap?"

Benji nods.

The moment Benjamin goes to sleep, Murphy meets him in the Dreaming. The child is clad in armor and is sat upon the back of a unicorn. Murphy asks the knight what his question meant and the boy tells him he wanted to ask him to be his puppa.

Murphy thinks about the boy's words for a moment then nods, "I will be your puppa whenever you are in my realm."

Sir Benjamin, Knight of Featherdown, beams, "thank you, puppa."

[doliminuz]

idk if you wanna hear more about some of my MCI kids from the "Different Path" au, but. i thought of something for Izzy and Carrie if you do wanna hear something!

so like. these two were close. very close. their dynamic was very much the "excuse me, they asked for no pickles" meme.

Izzy is short, Carrie is pretty tall compared to most kids her age (even the boys). but Izzy's got a baseball bat and a rage hotter than the sun, so i'd say that makes up for the Size Problem.

like...these two make me so emotional when i think about them for too long. my girls...

(an extra fun fact for you: these two had a crush on each other but didn't really. know it?? like, Carrie just thought it was weird admiration towards Izzy for protecting her and being so cool, and Izzy just thought it was that thing when you reach full friendship with someone. like the friendship meter's full. they just thought 'yeah, this is regular friendship feelings that you have for your bestie :)")

Oh babies.... beloveds even....

[post-office-by-the-bay]

this is your second mate giselle speaking,

HII COVEY!!! how was prom??? and how are you doing??? anyways, omg i have a little love life update (the legacy of aphrodite is coming out) and it’s pretty crazy!!! okay so first of all, i met this amazing guy, let’s call him joe. so i’ve seen joe around in the halls since like september and i’ve always been like woah i love his style he’s so cute and he was so silly like so adorable. and he’s waved to me in the hallway before even though we didn’t even know each others names, and he’s smiled at me, OMG AND ONCE HE TRIED TO THROW SOMETHING INTO THE TRASH CAN AT LUNCH AND HE MISSED AND THIS DUDE FR PUT BOTH HANDS ON TOPD OF HIS HEAD AND GOES “OH NO 😨” IN THE MOST DRAMATIC WAY AND I BURST OUT LAUGHING- anyways, so we made eye contact and i felt really bad and embarrassed because i was laughing with him but he didn’t know that, but we make eye contact and he just smiles at me like- i ascended into heaven. anyways, turns out my friend is besties with him so she was like imma put u on fr fr. so she like talked to some of his friends as well and they were like oh yeah i know giselle blah blah she’s really pretty and i think she’d go great with joe! and like trust me, we would’ve been AMAZING TOGETHER. like, basically he’s a skater boy and i’m like coquette, rory gilmore, academic weapon yk? like he was fr a punk (skater) and i did ballet (figure skating) so it was like perfect because i’m also really academically driven and he def isn’t failing but yk he isn’t like me? like imagine a short (i’m 5’2) girl in a black turtle neck carrying her books that takes things way too seriously and is super uptight with her brunette hair in a bun, and then a guy with super messy curls that’s super tall and really lanky with baggy jeans and sweaters and headphones that is super chill all of the time just balancing her out! literally the lyric “you know how to ball i know aristotle” by taylor swift! and our mutual friends said he would get me to loosen up and he’s super sweet and i’d get him to lock in for once and i’ll being calmness and stuff into his life. it would’ve been opposites attract! so we meet, we hit it off, he says he liked my outfit, (he even stood up to talk to me instead of just sitting down at his lunch table!), asked for my number, and he laughed at all of my jokes, i made him nervous (in the good way), and it was just so amazing. and afterwards i heard him saying like “woah she was so pretty thank you for introducing me to her sm” to my friend. and now we’re texting nonstop and he’s trying to meet me after class and walk me from club meetings (i asked him to pick me up from class and he went “time and place” LIKE OMG!!!) and we have the same music taste and and and one day he leaves me on opened… just completely ghosts. and i ask him if he wants to walk around and he goes “nah i have to lock in for this class” which like yea i get! but combined with the ghosting and becoming dry and bored with me… and he hasn’t responded for six days… and all of our friends are so confused because even his closest friends were like dude he likes you i know him trust me (body language, the way he acted with me, the fact that he gave me his number, and the fact that they know him super closely). i’m just like torn because idk what happened! anyways this is the longest thing i’ve ever written and i hope i wasn’t boring you 😭 but yea my love life will definitely make aphrodite proud!!! at least it’s entertaining… oh and you don’t have to like give me advice or anything if you don’t want to i thought it’d just be fun to update you on my crazy love life! spilling the tea is one of my many passions frfr

this is your second mate giselle signing off,

with love,

dior giselle

my beloved heart, dior, giselle

OH MY GOD WHAT IS BRO DOING???? NOT HIM FUMBLING WHAT IS GOING ON????

the switch up is kinda insane...i wonder if like maybe hes feeling insecure or something??? like maybe he likes you too much and feels like hes not good enough or something??? i dont know boys are so confusing sometimes i wish i didn't like them lmao-

anyways, i hope you reached out to you eventually!! you guys do seem like you'd make a cute couple!!

all my love,

covey 𐙚⊹ ࣪ ˖

[catlady5001]

tell me about your ocs

aah my beloved OCs!! I started them for a school project and now they Live In My Mind

there are heroes and villains but not really any powers

Julian Juárez - she’s a short Hispanic girl with crazy long hair. right now I think her Alia’s is Juniper but I might change my mind. she’s a hero and she used to be really kind and empathetic. to some degree she still is, but her sister was murdered, and she’s very (rightfully) angry about it. in my mind she eventually becomes a villain (or at least much more morally grey)

Charlie Castle - tall white boy with pretty short hair. his alias was Little-Death as a villain, but he recently defected and hasn’t picked a new name. he mostly targeted individual people, but worked with a group of villains that did violence on a larger scale. he’s the one who killed Julian’s sister.

Eliana Juárez - Julian’s sister. she was two years younger than Julian, and died when she was 15. she loved acting but wanted to be a vet when she grew up.

Robbie Adams - the leader of the heroes. very invested in teamwork, and very good at delegating. she’s great <3

the basic world for them is that Charlie was a villain but very publicly switched sides, and the heroes ended up taking him with them, rather than abandon him to die. he ends up at their hideout with them while they research, but tensions build between him and Julian. in my mind Julian eventually becomes a villain, but I’m still figuring out how they get there lol

only Charlie and Julian are in it, but nova if you are at all interested I made them bc of a playwriting assignment in class and I’d be willing to share 👀 it’s not super long either

if you’re not interested nbd!! but the offer is on the table for you

[mightbesmall]

Her tall girlfriend

Genre: Fluff

Character: Enma Yuuka

Warnings: She’s down bad for you. Tall, female mc. Girl bosses. We just kinda simp for women here-

Summary: Yuuka just loves her tall girlfriend!

Additional note: FOR ALL THE GIRLIES WHO LOVE WOMEN! I fucking love women!!

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“You’re so pretty darling.” Is a constant compliment. Yuuka has to let you know that your height is nothing to be embarrassed about!

She absolutely adores you. What you say is law in her eyes.

You were walking to class with your girlfriend, the magicless prefect herself, she who single-handedly punted Leona in his overblot: Enma Yuuka. You were so lucky! 

Honestly it was Yuuka who made the first move as you just got so nervous around her, she was just gorgeous and so fucking nice??? Like??? And my god was she strong, she did judo! You just love a woman who could snap you like a twig. (Same tbh). 

Yuuka was enthralled by you, you both arrived here in Twisted Wonderland and were both magicless but she couldn’t help but think you were the most fascinating person alive. Literally would get her knees for you, 10/10. You were so tall and elegant, you could make a potato sack look stunning! Your height does come as an intimidating factor but you were such a softie, though she witnessed you bitch slap Jamil into tomorrow so not that soft, but that was hot so…

In short you both are absolutely smitten for each other.

Yuuka likes to look out for you and take care of you. It’s very cute.

Your dynamic is “excuse me, but she asked for no pickles.” With you hiding behind Yuuka as she has he arms crossed with a scowl on her face.

You will never admit to scaring of her potential suitors. (She does the same for you).

It’s such a quite cute, domestic relationship that Ace often complains about you two being all lovey-dovey.

You would never hurt Yuuka and she will never hurt you either. 

If you for whatever reason yell at her, she will brag about it. “One time, she yelled at me. It was awesome.” You will always hug her on the verge of tears, apologising for shouting afterwards though.

“Did you eat yet Orchid?” You asked her. 

Pet names, there are many! You call her orchid or calla to which you bashfully explained mean love and beauty respectfully when she asked. She literally squealed and pulled you down to her height, covering you face in her lipstick. With her lips.

She likes to stick to more common ones, like love, dear and darling. She enjoys watching your face darken and get warm whenever she uses them.

“Yes darling, thanks for asking. Have you though?” She replied cheerfully, Ace and Grim groaning in the background while Deuce looks away, out of respect for your privacy or he’s flustered or something, she doesn’t know.

Speaking of flustered… you started stuttering, your face getting warm. Damn pet name!

”Yeah I’ve eaten…” You looked away shyly. Yuuka gripped were her heart would be at your cuteness. Jesus she was so lucky!

Neither of you tolerate anyone bad mouthing your beloved.

Once she heard some boys shit talking her, she ignored it as always but then she saw you walking up to them and tell them off. When they wouldn’t relent and continued to speak out of their asses, you punched��them. One got a bloody nose while the other got a black eye. Nice! She knew you’ll feel bad later so she swooped in and whisked you away to calm you down.

She is literally dating a girl boss! You were calm and somewhat confident and could kick ass too. Are you two soulmates???

Dates were either at cute little cafes or you two would be training judo or something, she likes teaching you! 

When you two encounter overblots, you two are very coordinated and work well together to defeat the poor student. You two are often comforting each other after all the stress. You hate seeing Yuuka cry…

No overblot, ADeuce, Grim, Crowley or the entirety of Twisted Wonderland can get in between you two and your buckets of love for each other. They can just try, they will get their asses handed to them!

[sachisei]

My Favorite TV Shows and Characters

Anime TV Shows

Bocchi the Rock - Ijichi Nijika

Bocchi the Rock is this rad TV show about a shy girl named Bocchi who joins a rock band to break out of her shell. It's like, hilarious 'cause she's all awkward but totally rocks out on stage. Plus, there's this cool mix of friendship and music vibes that'll hook you from the first episode.

But Nijika is my favorite character out of all them because of her very layered leadership. She keeps the band together, has wonderful aspirations as a musician, accomodates and communicates with her bandmates really well yet still steps on her foot whenever need be, and she's also hugely supporting this band's production and marketing. I simply think she's amazing and deserves that love and recognition.

Sousou no Frieren - Frieren

Sousou no Frieren is this relaxing and heartwarming fantasy anime where this elf named Frieren is stuck dealing with her mortal pals who keep kicking the bucket. Okay, that's a bad joke. It's all about her attempts to understand the fleeting human experience, with a mix of feels and laughs. The animation is top-notch, GOD MADHOUSE DID IT RIGHT THIS TIME FINALLY, but the best thing about this series is just how beautifully it explores themes of friendship, loss, and the passage of time, blending emotional depth with that stunning animation. Frieren's character development and her take on immortality is quite something.

Frieren is naturally very charming to me. Great humor, very reflective, has no filter, just roams the earth and collecting grimoires as a hobby, is out of touch with the current society (very relatable), A BADASS ELF STEPPING ON EM DEMONS, and although she isn't actively conscious about it, she does treasures the journey she went through with the Hero Party, as well as the present with Fern and Stark.

Stein's;Gate - Makise Kurisu

Steins;Gate combines elements of science fiction and time travel. It follows a self-proclaimed mad scientist and his friends as they accidentally discover a way to send messages to the past. This series masterfully blends suspense, emotion, and intricate plot twists. It's one of those anime I was able to binge-watch in one sitting.

I can't spoil ANYTHING but the reason I really love Makise Kurisu is because of her role in this story, how much she has aided the protagonist to get to the timeline that he wanted. Also how she blended in with the protagonist's group of... odd friends. I think she's such a chad. I love her. Ugh, my kokoro.

Kino's Journey - Kino

Kino's Journey is a philosophical adventure anime where this traveler named Kino rides around on a talking motorcycle named Hermes. They visit different countries, each with its own weird rules and quirks. It's like a chill road trip with a dose of thought-provoking stories in each episode. Watching each episode is so fulfilling.

I love Kino's character the way I like Frieren's character. And maybe it's because they're both INTPs, so their vibe is very similar. I like how Kino doesn't directly get herself involved in the intricacies of the issues in a country because she's a mere traveller and there is a limit on how much she can help or interfere. I also like her sense of justice where she doesn't have to feel forgiving towards evil just because everyone has their own circumstances.

Haikyuu - Tsukishima Kei and Tanaka Ryu

Haikyuu is a high school volleyball sports anime. Seriously, I don't need to go further than that. But to those who never heard of it, it follows this short but super spunky guy, Hinata, who's obsessed with beating this tall genius dude, Kageyama. And then the fandom community shipped all the bois with each other. Lmao. Jokes aside, the whole team vibe is like watching an underdog squad grow into a powerhouse. Such a good sports anime! Also quite educational. I learned how to understand volleyball through watching this. I wasn't interested at other sports besides badminton until Haikyuu.

Tsukishima is a beloved character to me. The sarcasm and insults are topnotch! Such a fun character. Not to mention, his character development relative to Hinata's development is so wholesome. Also his friendship with Yamaguchi! Ugh. BABIIIIEEES. I'm so happy for them how things played out.

Tanaka-san! Easily the funniest character in this series for me. I love his energy. He's very caring towards his juniors, highly respects his seniors, has absolute faith with his whole team, and he stays true to his code of honor. I'd say he's more manly than Nishinoya. Nishinoya kinda tries too hard, ngl. So he deserves a Shimizu senpai fr. If I were Shimizu, I would choose this guy.

TV Shows

FRIENDS - Chandler Bing and Joey Tribbiani

FRIENDS is a sitcom about six pals living in NYC – we've got Ross, Rachel, Monica, Chandler, Joey, and Phoebe! Oh, how I miss them! These six navigate through work, love, and just adulting in general. It's my go-to comfort show with tons of laughs, weird love triangles like sheesh what the heeelll, and that iconic Central Perk hangout spot. Ugh, Matthew Perry's death is haunting. It's gonna be painful to rewatch but I really want to watch it again.

These dorks! How can you not love them? Look at them. Need I say more?

Mr. Queen - King Cheoljong and Kim So-Yong (of course those 2)

So imagine a modern dude's soul gets swapped with a Joseon-era queen's. That's Mr. Queen—hilarious chaos as he tries to navigate court politics and romance, totally clueless about ancient customs by the way. The romance angle is legit heart-fluttering as he tries to figure out love in a totally different time AND IN A DIFFERENT GENDER (internal screaming)! There's this sweet and weeeeird chemistry going on. And how this genderswapped dude goes about it cracks me up! Now THIS is a proper romance comedy.

The genderswapped dude is now addressed as Kim So-Yong as he took possession of her body in the Joseon era. He was a well-renowned chef back in the modern days, so he's really COOKING in Joseon. It's fun watching him be restrained into a woman's body. And the comedy wouldn't be complete if King Cheoljong doesn't make it worse for this man! HAHAAHHAAH. King Cheoljong previously just wanted to take advantage of Kim So-Yong for reasons I won't say but spoiler alert - he ends up falling for Kim So-Yong. And no, if I remember correctly, he never knew that Kim So-Yong is actually a dude inside. LMAOOO. But guess what, the dude falls for him later too and boi does this feel very conflicting for him as a man. HAAHHAHAAHHA. Ooh. I also wanna rewatch this.

Big Bang Theory - Sheldon Cooper and Penny

The Big Bang Theoryis basically about a bunch of nerdy-comics-fans-slash-physicists-and-engineers who are total oddballs but super lovable. The main guy, Leonard, and his roommate Sheldon are like the brains of the operation, and their group of friends gets into all sorts of geeky shenanigans. Oh, and did I mention they get laid? It's a riot! Nerdy guys are winning!

Penny and Sheldon's friendship MUST BE PROTECTED AT ALL COSTS. Sheldon starts off as repulsive towards Penny given her status and level of knowledge as a waitress. He deemed her to be no worthy of his time. But as the series goes on and Penny becomes a regular part of their shenanigans, Sheldon grows fond of Penny and recognizes her importance to their group. She is able to strengthen Sheldon and Leonard's friendship as the middlewoman. She became very dear to Sheldon to the extent that they treat each other like siblings. He teaches her about science. She teaches him about society. Penny knows what comforts Sheldon. And Sheldon, although not as emotionally capable as much as he wishes to, does his best to comfort Penny when she's down. And Penny knows how much that means coming from him.

Maria Clara at Ibarra - the 2 Maria Claras

Maria Clara at Ibarra, I dare say, is the Filipino equivalent of the Korean Scarlet Heart Ryo. What I mean is that both main characters get "teleported" back in time and they both know to some extent what happens in that era and they get themselves involved because well, they just keeps their hands to themselves. However, in this one it's more of getting inserted into a book which is set in an older era, more specifically in the 1560s, and it emphasizes more on the societal and political norms of the those times in the Philippines. The story follows a Gen Z Maria Clara who is teleported to Rizal's book titled "Noli Me Tangere". She meets the Maria Clara of the book, one of its main characters. And soon, the Gen Z Maria Clara, who we can just call 'Klay', will learn how cruel the 1560s were to the Filipinos, and she will actively try to change the events of the book by enlightening the characters of what true nationalism is. But she would also learn how extremely difficult that is to do when everyone else is content on living as they were.

The 2 Maria Claras have a sisterly bond in this story, but it didn't start all that friendly. Klay brings with her the knowledge of the 21st century, that which is bizarre for the Filipinos in the 1560s. She appeared to them as "insane", a "slut", "ignorant", and "aggressive" because to them, her behavior was not at all how a lady should act. We see later in the series that main Maria Clara would teach Klay how to properly behave as a lady. How she should behave around men. How she should talk. How she should dress. All this while carrying heavy doubts and envy in her that perhaps Klay is capturing her childhood love, Ibarra's heart because Klay is actually a strong independent woman who can support Ibarra's dreams, fully capable of defending her own dignity and can stand individually despite being just a lady. Klay later proves to Maria Clara that she is a bird trapped in a cage, but she is completely unaware of it and therefore she happily continues to sing sweet melodies to her captors, but she could do more than just sing, if only she could see. And because of this, Maria Clara realized how bleak her life was. She tried as much as she could to support herself, her lover AND Klay, striving to become a proper woman, fighting for her own rights, fighting for her country's future. Unfortunately, Klay is still such an impatient She protected Klay as much as she loves her as her "katokayo", a person she shares name with. Their friendship is truly beautiful.

I am special mentioning Fidel. His character development is also endearing, thanks to Klay.

Scorpion - Happy Quinn and Sylvester Dodd

Scorpion is an adrenaline-pumping TV show of a group of genius misfits with IQs off the charts, saving the world one mind-bending crisis at a time. The characters are as diverse as their skills, and the witty banter keeps you chuckling even in the most intense situations. That is if you understood the logic behind their humor. It's like Mission: Impossible meets The Big Bang Theory. Mix of high-stakes action and quirky humor.

Happy is a mechanical prodigy with a tough, TOUGH exterior. That adds a layer of complexity to her brilliant mind and her past that unfolds gradually. Despite her stoic demeanor, her vulnerability and loyalty make her incredibly relatable. But mostly I love her cause she's badass. Lesgooo GIRLBOSS!

Sylvester, on the other hand, is a statistical genius with a PLETHORA of phobias. Mostly anything that had spelled "DANGER" and "GERMS" and "DISEASE", he wants out of it, bro. But his endearing quirks and constant struggle with his fears make me want to root for him.

I'd special mentioned Cabe Gallo. What can I say? He's a man in a suit AND he wears his heart on his sleeves. What a fine gentleman.

[insectsinsects]

December is always really vivid to me. I hadn't had a memorable July till this year but winter months seem to carry everything and more about a year. Maybe to it's detriment? It's overwhelmed with thoughts and greetings and travel and metamorphosis? I wonder if those guys who don't use the Gregorian calendar are forced to feel it too. Just the majority of people worrying and smiling and maybe it's a regular Tuesday for them?

Anyway 6 Decembers ago was my first Christmas away from home. I'd spent the summer carelessly and I was tired from boarding school. I think I've always been reckless and volatile, though I feel I am perceived as a stable element. Careless summer was spent driving around my hometown with a funny girl who I knew from choir and we were twitter mutuals. The brutal semester was spent with a person who'd patiently sit down with me and share the ways in which they loved physics. And of course, my parents came down and I hadn't been 4 months separated from them but I was used to their presence after 16 years so it was actually nice.

5 Decembers ago I was unknowingly allied with a future friend's enemy O_O She'd sit on my couch in my dorm and played the role of a wise confidant, as an upperclassman. I hope nothing was ever malicious but oomf did come to hate her next semester for fine reasons so? 😭 Her birthday is tomorrow, and I've always remembered that Saggitarian... And honestly by sometime that year I had begun avoiding physics person (on brand..) and I wrote a time capsule email about it (to myself in 5 year's time!) because I didn't have a blog and because I wanted to see if I could possibly get over it (I did!!!) I was a bit afraid of spotty wifi in the Philippines, so I submitted college apps 3 weeks early LMAO Victoria was waiting on a job offer from her boss who we'd come to learn was a little terribe, but that same night she was confirmed and moved to DC a week after we came back from that trip to the motherland.

4 Decembers ago?! I had met the newest crop of friends I was going to make. New York was so fun. Everything endless and memorable. Flying back used to be tough! They only introduced nonstop flights to Oklahoma like last year😑 But I flew out early and away from my beloved suitemates, my terrible roommate, my friends on other floors, classmate-turned-oomf, and so much more.

3 Decembers ago I'd been attending a different university since NYU was being stingy😭 OU actually treated me so well omg and my classes were fun. I guess by December I was wrapping up but I took a class on film music and I would joyously write an essay about some movie music each week and my professor just littered it with happy comments. I think she was glad I read the textbook and was enthused to learn. Also two weeks later, I got my whole head bleached and my hair was pretty long (not really, but Rapunzel-like to ME and probably if you've only ever known me with a bob/wolfbob). Also (2) I was in the Gensh*n pits (I don't want it in the tags...)

2 Decembers ago! My sister and her now husband were engaged and the three of us went on a mini-roadtrip to Dallas 😭 I like Garrett, he's like if a father figure was considerate... and Kathryn's got 17 years of light parentification on her belt ☠️ Garrett and I got XL Blizzards from DQ and almost died finishing them. Oh they also saw me get my roots done :O Barber cut it way too short but maybe it was cute. Junior year was so funny and cute💖 I worked hard and I was back home pretty late due to a stats final (Bombed)

Last December I spent my last week with my last set of randomized roommates and my friends! This was a funny time of year. I did a crazy amount that last week and in many ways it was a bender (Avatar in 4D cocktail☠️) but I do know oomf (yes you!) was the last person I saw. We played Minecraft on your Xbox after I obtained a second controller over Thanksgiving. We drank tall boys? I checked into my flight easily and I went home anxiously. I wonder if I could've seriously applied to school back then (Because it was lowkey not that serious lol) [actually I should be forced to reckon with my tantrums and the many times per week I was like IT'S OVER..] but I hadn't applied to school! And I was nervous to tell my parents that though I was a big investment, I was a failure. I cut my bangs too short on December 18 and hid it under a hat for a week till it grew a little more. I felt weird having red hair in Oklahoma, though it was cool to my contemporaries? My mom was sad knowing how much grief the thoughts were causing me. She told me I should rely on her more and talk to her. It's taken me all of the ensuing year to really be good about that advice. It's just easier to fail myself. I had tunnel vision— the potential for shame was only accompanied by a sense of pity and contempt. I genuinely couldn't believe my family would continue loving me. I drank with my dad so we wouldn't talk about anything real, and I painted with my mother to divert from the chaos.

[joshuaalbert]

harry kim… ive missed your voyager posting but i want to hear your thoughts on dear harry boy…

favorite thing about them

he's my most favoritest guy. i love him. if like .03% of the things that had happened to him happened to me i'd be out there murdering bitches or something and he's still just out here being a nice friendly guy who tries his best for the ship and for other people. like sometimes they do a rly good job of making it clear that there's this very deep well of resolve to him and he is an incredibly hard person to break despite experiencing the horrors so so so often. BUT i also love it when he's unhinged like he absolutely deserves to get to go off the rails sometimes. and i like it when he's making little petty comments he deserves that too.

least favorite thing about them

i mean we all know this but he's SO fucked over by the writers/showrunners. there's literally no reason for the no promotion/left out of major storylines/frequently sidelined in favor of other characters deal except some like. racist bullshit. writers will be like "well we just don't think he's an interesting character" bitch then make him interesting lol that's your job.

brOTP

harry and b'elanna literally the single most important dynamic in the show to me. every episode that they don't have a scene together i think about committing unfathomable acts of violence. i really enjoy that they genuinely feel like friends who care tremendously about each other (although i wish we saw them hanging out more off duty or in the mess hall or whatever).

also like idk if it's a brotp because they're not like Bros but the harry and janeway dynamic makes me feel uhh vaguely insane. now that you're here someone can understand what i mean when i say it's kind of the inverse of picard and wesley in a lot of ways lmao.

OTP

honestly i cannot deny the weird gay thing he and tom have going on. with tom and b'elanna i can be like yeah she deserves better but a) he's usually better to harry than b'elanna because the writers don't seem to know how to write romantic storylines without some bullshit and b) it lowkey doesn't matter if harry deserves better because regardless of my opinions they just Do Have a weird and compelling fucked up gay thing. the chute literally exists.

also my beloved friend @aberfaeth who was my source of voy knowledge before i started watching voy is a ptk enthusiast and i like. very much see that in some arrangement i like whatever they've all got going on

nOTP

uhhh. hm. i dont know that i have one in terms of things that people actually ship? i am very not fond of the show's trend of giving him like tall blonde traditionally (western) beautiful women as like short term love interests that we're clearly supposed to assume he has absolutely no chance with because he's a lame nerd. in a vacuum him always going for like women that fit a specific mold of Hot Girl that he basically never actually has chemistry with would give comphet but i do think in this case it's far more representative of, again, the racist bullshit and it being very clear that they don't see him as being a viable romantic option.

random headcanon

i have not been rotating him in my mind long enough to have a ton of these but i do very much stand by my harry and b'elanna undefeatable battle bots build team headcanon

unpopular opinion

im not immersed enough in the voy ecosystem enough to know what opinions are popular tbh but i do think any headcanon that has harry like pining after tom is simply not a correct interpretation of events imo

favorite picture of them

like I said. I like it when he’s unhinged and when he’s petty.

[kiwikiwikiwisstuff]

2-2

(The Hashiras were sat down in the ground when the show suddenly started. First, two girls of the same height appeared to the sound of the drums and bells that began the music. Her eyes were familiar, but her hair was different. In slow and sensual movements, a short girl and a very tall girl entered, both with their hair down, dancing to each of the people present who were there, until finally a girl with jet black hair and a bit tanned appeared, but she had those eyes, blue like the summer sky. They were all dressed as Arab dancers, but the faces were quite familiar to them. Apparently they all had good hip rhythm and at least the male audience liked the show)

Uzui: Wow, they are pretty enough girls, I might reconsider making one of these my fourth wife- OUCH! (The short girl, Ryoko, "accidentally" stepped on the tall demon hunter and giggled innocently) Uzui: Clearly she not... Shinazugawa: (he laughed in a mocking way) why? I liked her Obanai: I'm not gonna lie, I liked her too

(Apparently, from another side, there were musicians and some men smoking Indian tobacco near them and they fixed their eyes on them. The tallest one with a fake mustache and with a Darbuka whispered to the one with long hair taken and with some kind of prosthesis on his head. nose that was calmly smoking from a Hookah)

Kaito: Hey, Yoru, it looks like I'll have to change your position, there's them again. Yoru: (he sighed in annoyance) wow, man, it was your turn to be calm in our last job, plus you smoked opium… or are you jealous that the bad-faced boy took Kumiko away from you? (he laughed shamelessly) Kaito: no, idiot… although it would be nice to make him look dumbfounded… but I say it for the sake of this job… it's not good to have demon slayers in this kind of thing… especially the ones from their rank Ren: (he was sitting next to Enko, both wearing turbans, only Enko was covering his face with a scarf while playing an Arabic lute and Ren, with a fake mustache too, gave him some of the Narguille so he could also enjoy) I think this time I support Kaito, dear Yoru, plus maybe our big guy back there also agrees, eh? (Behind them was the strong man of the circus, also disguised with a turban, playing a ney. The rest of the musicians were people who did not know who their companions were, who were whispering in the middle of their work. The men would like to tell to their new companions something, but the giant was so intimidating that they decided to remain silent. The giant nodded) Ren: well, I'm bad at playing instruments, so I'll dedicate myself to "that"… I only had an extra profit for us at the circus, guys, and our beloved robbery victim is in front of us (Ren stood up between giggles) Kaito: I'll also go test the waters, but first a smoke, eh, Yoru? Yoru: (sighed again) ok, you already know well, between the beats of the song we will change quickly, 1… 2… (At the change of the beat, they agilely changed position) Kaito: (he was smiling shamelessly) thank you, old friend, I owe you one…

(The tall and strong girl was dancing with some men with a fake smile when she saw Kaito change places with Yoru, and at the change of pace she went towards the girls who looked alike) Tsubame: (with an annoyed tone through whispers) Hey, thing 1 and thing 2, it seems like there are problems or just Kaito is stupid (Both girls, who were also wearing wigs, realized this and got a little closer to each other) Yuuko: How original Tsubame, although I prefer the "twins", eh, Hiroko? Hiroko: I think you should focus more on the situation rather than your fixation on what Tsubame said, little sister. Yuuko: Oh~ dear, I am more than clear about the situation, but since this time I am the one who has to carry it out, I think they will have to go ahead, and apparently Ren also got up… I hope he doesn't just steal wallets and help them a little with them (she indicated with a mischievous smile the table where Obanai, Shinazugawa, Uzui and Rengoku were) At least they are handsome, so if you need to resort to other techniques it won't be complicated Hiroko: Shut your mouth, Yuuko, and concentrate… Tsubame, I might also need a little help from you if Yuuko doesn't go. Tsubame: okay, although for now you might not need me, it's my turn to keep up with Miko, I just hope nothing shit happens Hiroko: okay… while I'll get closer, at least Yuuko is right that they are pretty, I'll go for the one with the googly eyes Tsubame: I don't know how they like those ailments (As Haruko headed to the table between dancing, Tsubame approached Kumiko, who was just realizing the situation) Kumiko: (whispering) Tsubame, what's wrong? Tsubame: Guess, Miko, dear, we have company… (Tsubame indicated the Hashiras table) Kumiko: Oh, shit, Ren stole the least convenient wallet apparently… (Both moved in coordination despite the difference in height, without ever stopping smiling flirtatiously at the audience) Tsubame: That's right, what do we do? Kaito stood up, I just hope he doesn't respond with combos, because the plan will be ruined, and you know how Enko and Yoru are, they will play along, Ren would be the only one who would be left laughing like a fool… and if… Kumiko: No, he won't get up unless we tell him to… but for now, just trust, I'm sure that our job can be done without any problem with those high-ranking hunters, so as soon as we finish this duo, I'll tell you. I leave you in charge, just don't screw up and let Yuuko play her game. Tsubame: (she smiled) I like the way you think, it's fine, I left you stealing the show, dear (At the Hashiras table, Haruko appeared) Hiroko: (in a flirty tone) Goodnight, gentlemen~

[simpforchuchu]

Sweater | Happy Valentine’s Day 💖

Prompts: DAY 14 - blood-stained tiles @febuwhump Characters: Tsuji x reader Fandom: High and Low Summary: Tsuji coming back after a fight, again

A/n for prompts: Hello guys! This is my first time trying a prompt challenge. I hope you like the short fics I wrote. I will finish them by writing some of the requests I have. I love you 💜

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: mention of fights, blood, scars but mostly fluffy

“Oh, fuck!”

The young boy had barely crept into the house and wanted to take a quick shower. But finding the bathroom door in the dark was harder than it seemed. Also, the wound on his shoulder was really aching.

He turned on the light and closed the door. He took off his dirty jacket and trousers and threw them into the dirty basket. It wouldn't be easy to take off his beloved sweater.

He had returned from a fight at midnight again. But this time something went wrong. He had a large cut on his shoulder and he was sure it was bleeding.

Even though it hurt a lot, he managed to take off his sweater. When he looked at his shoulder in the mirror, he saw a deep cut, although not too bad. And there were a few drops of blood on the bathroom tiles. He had to clean the wound.

Also, the cut on the sweater he was holding really upset him.

“Y/n is going to kill me.”

The sweater he took off was an expensive sweater that his girlfriend had given him as a gift for Valentine's Day last year. He knew she bought that sweater thanks to her part-time job. It was also a sweater he really liked. If he had known he was going to fight, he would never have let it get damaged .

He didn't know how long he stared at the sweater in front of the mirror, but he immediately realized who the person calling him at the bathroom door was.

“Tsuji?”

The young man slowly turned to his girlfriend. Since his wound was on the back of his shoulder, y/n hadn't seen him get hurt yet. But she sounded worried.

“I didn't hear you coming, why didn't you wake me up?”

The young girl was sleepy. Tsuji was still happy that she didn't notice what was going on. He hated upsetting her.

But this happiness did not last long. When the young girl turned her head and saw the dirty jacket and trousers on top of her dirty basket, she understood what was happening.

When Tsuji turned to where she was looking, he had already forgotten about the wound on his shoulder. He wanted to close the lid of his dirty basket, but he realized his mistake when y/n screamed.

“Baby, please listen to me first”

"This! When did this happen? Tsuji sighed and shook his head when Y/n asked in fear. He sat on the toilet and extended his hand to the young girl. He really hated seeing her sad.

Y/n grabbed her boyfriend's hand and moved closer to him. The tall boy looked at the young girl's face and showed her the sweater in his hand.

“I'm really sorry, I would have been more careful if I had known it would happen.”

Y/n looked at the sweater in her boyfriend's hand in surprise. She was even more scared when she saw the blood stain on the sweater. The boy in front of him must have been stupid for actually worrying about the sweater...

“Are you crazy? Do you really think I thought about that sweater? You’ve got a big cut on your shoulder, damn it! Who did this ?"

Y/n spoke breathlessly. Tsuji held her hand tighter to calm her down and smiled.

"I am okay. I'm really fine. It's not that bad."

"But-"

“I'm really okay, baby. I know it looks scary, but I'm okay."

Y/n slowly lowered her head and gently hugged the sitting boy's neck. Tsuji could feel how scared the young girl was.

Y/n had lived the same life as him. She knew that fights were a unique part of their lives. That's exactly why he could understand why she was afraid.

He wanted to clean his wound and sleep as soon as possible. But he quickly pulled away when he felt tears soaking his neck.

When he saw the young girl's red eyes, he wanted to punch himself. He wiped the tears from her cheeks with his big hands

"I am sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. But you are crying because of me again. I’m sorry y/n.”

Y/n shook her head, her eyes getting more teary.

“I don't want an apology. I just want you to always be with me.”

Tsuji smiled and brought the young girl's hands to his lips and kissed them.

"I am not going anywhere. You can't get rid of me that easily, love."

HnL taglist : @straysugzhpe @tiddly-winx  @ninamarie1994 @emperorsnero @koala-yuna @little-miss-naill

[luveline]

Drunk! Peter and he’s all over reader telling her how he wants to marry her and being handsy lol

hi I hope this okay <3

"I like gardenias," Peter declares, drunk as a skunk and climbing all over you. 

You're never letting him go out with his friends again, you decide, brushing the hair out of your sloshed boyfriend's eyes. "Me too," you say. 

"Yeah?" he looks exceedingly pleased by this, more pleased than he has any reason to be. He smells like wine coolers. 

"Sure. They're pretty." 

"And lily of the valley," he adds. "Sweatpeas, jasmine. Oh! Astilbe." 

"You've lost me," you say. 

Peter wrinkles his nose and works his way further still into your lap, hands at your waist. You roll your eyes at his face, tucked against your chest, very obvious in its position. 

"That's fair. We'll ditch the astilbe. Astrantia instead?" 

"Baby, what is an astrantia?" you ask, fingers in his hair.

Each time you stroke his hair back from his face his eyes close, like a puppy. It's adorable. He might be drunk and a little messy right now, but he's still your boy. You'd die for this idiot.

"A flower?" he asks, squinting up at you. "I'm talking about a bouquet." 

"Oh," you say. 

You're distracted from asking why he's discussing bouquets with you at 2AM on the living room sofa when you should both be sleeping by his hands catching yours where it cards through his hair.

He sits up to kiss your fingers, your wrist, small pecks that turn open mouthed that turn nibbling, little wet nips running a course to the sleeve of your T-shirt. He grumbles at being stopped short. You're giggling quietly, endeared and adorned by his affections; you feel like the prettiest girl on earth, covered in his tiny kisses. 

"Red velvet?" he asks suddenly, encouraging you to lie back.

"Are you hungry?" you ask, smiling so wide your cheeks hurt.

"What? No." He sounds frustrated. "Do you like red velvet?" 

"Why are you asking?" 

"For the cake," he says, as if this is obvious. You realise Peter is having a conversation without you and elect to ignore his drunken woes, pulling his face down so you can hug him against your shoulder. 

"Maybe we should go to bed, hot stuff." 

"Are you kidding? We have so many decisions to make." 

"They can definitely wait until the morning, baby," you say warmly. 

He starts running his hands over your chest, your arm, your chest again. He doesn't touch anywhere important without asking, a gentleman even now, but the longing in his eyes makes you wish he would sober up for proper kisses. 

"They can't wait," he insists. "These are so important. We need to talk about them."  

You sigh dramatically, feeling very sorry for yourself, long suffering and tired. "Can we talk about them in bed, Peter?" 

"No, you'll distract me." 

"I'll be too busy sleeping." He pouts. You burst into laughter. "Babe! It's so late, I waited up for you so we could fall asleep together and you waylaid me with hickeys and a game of twenty questions!" You plead your case.

It's Peter's turn to sigh, though his is more of an indignant groan. "This isn't twenty questions, woman!" You raise your eyebrows, dying of laughter on the inside, and he amends, "My beloved. It's not twenty questions." 

"What is it, then?" 

He smirks at you, hands on either side of you and his knee between your thighs. You suddenly remember how tall he is and how stern he can be when he's not obliterated by cheap booze. 

He leans down to whisper in your ear. "I'm gonna marry you." 

"Get off of me," you say, rolling your eyes. 

"I'm gonna marry the fuck out of you, and then I'm gonna fuck the marry out of you, and we're gonna have centerpieces made up of a thousand white gardenias and asta- astrav- astantrias!" 

"And this has to happen tonight?" you ask, playing along, a feeling of white hot and reverential love blossoming from the centre of your chest. 

"If you don't mind!" he almost shouts. 

"I want vanilla cake," you say steadily, quietly, reaching your hands up to pinch his red cheeks.

His eyes are wide but he's calmer now he's realised you're on his side. "Good choice," he says, blinking. "What frosting? Buttercream, right? Fondant is for losers." 

You giggle until you can't breathe. He drops his head down into your chest, hugs your ribs so tight it aches. You can feel his smile even through your sleep shirt.