#so u better b extra good to me today

[ur-ghostgirl]

hi

[deus-ex-mona]

it’s ✨okay✨, right~?

[t3ag3rs]

g e n s o. - 1 6

(A/N: sorry about the long haitus, i was grounded for awhile 😓)

you glance at bakugou quickly as you take your seat.

you cant help but let a small smile etch across your face. you grab your phone out your backpack and open messages, 

"katsukiiii"

you glance up to see him furrow his brows and open up his phone.

"yeah?”

"so to be clear we're keeping this a secret right?" "since we have exactly started dating yet and all.."

"yep. i dont want all these extras bothering us anyways"

"hey dont be rude theyre our friends kats😋"

"says who?"

"nvm then. ig theyre js my friends.." "but im your friend right??" "you have no other choice sooo 🤗"

"ur annoying as shit."

"dw ik u love it😙"

you smile at your phone and glance at bakugou only to find him staring at you. you give him a quick grin before pretending not to notice him so no one would notice the interaction between the two of you.

"admiring my beauty i see"

"stfu" "was not."

"awwww... r u flustereddd?"

you chuckle to yourself before hearing the bell ring, and put your phone away to prepare for the start of class.

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you sigh packing up your notes back in your bag slowly. you wait for the class to empty out for lunch before walking up to bakugou with a smile, "ready?"

he nods, "yeah lets go" he walks beside you as you both walk to the training room for lunch again.

"so..." you start, feeling the quiet to be awkward. you glance at him, "uh.. you feel any better now compared to yesterday..?"

he nods, "yeah im not staying up all night anymore thinking of a certain pestering face" he quips playfully. 

you make a sound of fake hurt, "rude..! i am a very entertaining and comforting thought to many!" you say with a slight giggle.

"damn right you are.." he says with a tiny smirk. your lips curve into a genuine smile and you knock your shoulder against his.

"okay softie.." you tease softly. he chuckles before opening the door for you, "oh how chivalrous of you" you grin as you step in.

he rolls his eyes, "here step back out and ill let you open the door for me if thats what you want" he smirks.

"no thanks kats" you say with a wink. you turn and head to the locker room, "give me 5- imma change" he makes a sound of agreement and sets his stuff down.

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you step back into the room and walk up to bakugou. "you stretched already?" you ask as you start to do so yourself. 

he nods, "yeah i did.. imma go to the bench press, call me if you need anything aight?" he says walking off with a water bottle and towel.

he nod before quickly glancing at his body, "gyatttt damn..." you mutter lowly.

"i heard that you damn perv!" he yells, flipping you off over his shoulder. you let out a loud bark of laughter that was soon followed by his.

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you grunt as you work on your last set of rdls. you breathe in deeply looking at your feet to distract yourself from the feeling of your tensing muscles. "cmon genso- you got a good 5 more left in you." you hear bakugou say from behind you.

"h-huh?" you gasp from between breaths, "im literally- struggling..!" you grunt.

"nahnah.. cmon" he places his hand on the flat of your back and stomach, "3 more.."

you feel your face flush as you feel his touch on you. you quickly finish the set and drop the weights before stumbling to regain your balance.

"woah there genso..." he says steadying you, "why are you so dizzy? have you eaten anything today?" he asks slightly concerned.

"nah i just need my water.. had a protien shake this morning so im fine.." you manage to gasp out, "dont get too hungry anyways.." you say gulping down your water.

"woahwoahwoah.. you havent ate anything all day?" he repeats, "genso you gotta eat- especially if your working out. here- i have an extra snack bar.." he says grabbing one from his backpack. "your not leaving till you eat it."

"b-but.. what are you gonna eat..?" you say not accepting the bar. 

"i have lunch, ill give you some too.. i made some spicy curry.." he says sitting down and taking out his utensils. "what are you doing just standing there? sit down" he states, patting the space beside him.

you nod slightly sitting down quietly.

"i dont have an extra utensil, so you can eat first" he say pushing the container in front of you. you glance down at it before looking at him and hugging him, "thanks kats.. it means a lot to see you care so much about me.."

he freezes shocked but returns the hug awkwardly at first, but melts into it soon after. "course dumbass.. you need anything im here for you.." he mumbles into your neck softly.

you smile before pulling away and taking a bite of his food. your eyes widen in shock, "kats this is so good..!" you say smiling. you take another scoop and hold it up to his lips, "here have some!" you say excitedly.

he widens his eyes, "b-but- you just-" he stammers.

you wave your hand dismissively, "who cares- ahhhhh" you mimic, opening your mouth. he opens it slightly and you put the spoon in his mouth softly.

"my god- i dont know what i did to get so lucky and get someone who can cook and workout well too..!" you say between bites. "eat some more or else i will" you warn.

"um first of all- hell no. second of all- slow down woman!" he chuckles grabbing the spoon from you. "gonna choke yourself at that rate.." he scoops some curry and brings it to your lips, "open wide.." he mutters quietly.

you widen your eyes but open your mouth nonetheless.

you smile as u chew and swallow, "sooooo.... whats up with u and izu?" you ask as casually as possible. you glance up to see his mouth form a frown, "oh cmon katsss..."

"he just pisses me off. we knew him since forever- he told us he couldnt get a quirk and then out of nowhere he manifests this strong ass quirk!" he runs his hand throigh his hair frustratingly, "i didnt have to worry about the damn nerd before but now- i cant let him beat me, he cant look stronger than me." He stresses looking at his palms.

you sigh pursing your lips, "oh kats... thats what this is all about..?" you rub ur thumb over the back of his hand softly, "i dont care if you were the 197th hero ranked out of 50- i would still be here for you. i dont like you because of how youre  better then everyone else and never lose... i like you because your the most attractive, smart, strong, determined, and hard working guy i met. and thats all that matters okay?"

he glances up at you with widened eyes. he opens his mouth to talk but instead shuts it and scoops you into a tight hug.

"Oh-" you freeze slightly before relaxing into the warmth of his body against yours. "i know dont wanna say thank you, but ill say your welcome nonetheless" you giggle playfully.

Bakugou tightened his grip on you and said a silent prayer,

Please god let me keep this one..

previous parts: pt. 0 0 / pt. 0 1 / pt. 02 / pt. 03 / pt. 04 / pt. 05 / pt. 06 / pt. 07 / pt. 08 / pt. 09 / pt. 10 / pt. 11 / pt. 12 / pt. 13 / pt. 14 / pt. 15 next part: your all caught up for now!

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[mothwitch-arcanum]

Reverse 1999 x MLP AU Idea!

So! I said I had this in my drafts for a while but I just realized it was weirdly formatted so I'm redoing everything.

everything here was inspired by this post/fanart and the characters will be mostly based on them! with a few extra mixed in.

First off, Context! While this is more based on Gen 4 (Friendship is Magic), it does feel a bit of a Gen 5 derivative in that it's supposed to be future Equestria.

The Alicorn Princesses and the Element of Harmony are long gone, simply a distant memory in the minds of many of today's ponies. Equestria since then have not had any one or two princesses to rule, however remnants of the old kingdom still persist. The Twilight Foundation as well as The School for the Primary Defence of Ponykind (SPDP) were founded by old members of Princess Twilight's court and Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns respectively, and made as a response to a prophecy which was uncovered that said on the last day of the 2nd millennium since Princess Luna's banishment, a great calamity will befall upon Equestria which will turn the land of ponies back to how it once was. And so on the last day of the year 1999, time stood still and started reversing everything. Nopony was safe from it's effects... except for one. Her name was Invert Tempo. The Timekeeper, of the Twilight Foundation.

(characters and more under the cut)

Characters! (Ponified edition!)

(These are just names I personally came up with. If a better suggestion comes for any of them then I shall consider changing it)

Invert Tempo - Vertin (Earth pony) I saw a post once that said Vertin was just an anagram of Invert and I really wanted to incorporate that. Tempo was the suggestion of a friend, which relates to her musical inclination. or a shortened for of temporal which... y'know... fits very well

Sonnet "Sonetto" Moon - Sonetto (Unicorn) Honestly Sonetto is already a good pony name, but I wanted to give her a name akin to Twilight (There's a few parallels with those two not just in the post above), hence Sonnet Moon with Sonetto being a nickname.

"Captain R3G" Applecore - Regulus (Earth Pony) Applecore was actually the first name I came up with out of anything here because Regulus definately feels like she could be part of the Apple Family, maybe not directly Applejack's lineage though. I actually had a harder time with her nickname (Heavily inspired by Vinyl aka DJ Pon3)

Mistilteinn - Druvis III (Unicorn) She holds a bouquet of mistletoe, mistilteinn is literally just mistletoe... I could not NOT have her named after it. Also that can give her the nickname Mistil which sounds cute and cool!

Southern Breeze - Sotheby (Pegasus) Honestly I mostly picked this cause it was close sounding to Sotheby. Like you could also argue Sotheby could be a nickname because So(u)the(rn) B(r)ee(ze).

Morning Lillies - Lilya (Pegasus) This one also didn't have much thought put into it, just that Yellow = Sun = Morning and Lilya = Lillies and Morning Lillies sounded pony enough.

Bonus characters!

Dikke (who was featured in the post) is Silver Scale (unicorn)

Mr. APPLe is still the same as canon

Mr. Karson is Mr. Carton Box (earth pony) cause it sounds close

Schneider is Orange Blossom (Half Pony Half Changeling(I'll touch on this in a bit!))

Matilda (unicorn) I have no name for yet as well as Madam Z (kirin) and Constantine (maybe Pegasus) (suggestions welcome!)

Arcana is either a Draconequus or Changeling Queen and Forget-me-not is an Earth Pony

Headcanons!

Because of magic shenaniganry after the alicorns disappeared, earth ponies and pegasi can now use magic much like unicorns, but only a few of them. Some unicorns also lost their magic because of this hence a divide in "Normal" ponies and Arcanist ponies.

Applecore is a part of the very large Apple Family and runs Radio APPLe on her ship much like in canon. She also doesn't like people calling her by her real name so she goes Captain, Reg, or Reggy most of the time.

Mr. APPLe is a result of one of Applecore's experimentation in alchemy.

Orange Blossom is the filly of someone from the Orange Family and a Changeling, making her a half pony half changeling hybrid which also gives her minor shape shifting abilities.

being part of the Orange family also means technically Orange Blossom is distantly related to Applecore.

perhaps later on I shall add more but for now this is basically the gist of my ideas. Their cutie marks especially cause I wanna brainstorm what those could be like.

[writingsofmax]

💕Max my beloved I hope your doing great! I have to say ur writing is fantastic I’ve never read something that has moved me before like how can u make me feel so many emotions all at once? truly Chef kiss and your characterization for Edward literally has to be my all time fav💕

💕I’ve been wanting to request something for a while now but your girl is too shy lolll also this is my first request ever so I do apologize if I’m doing it wrong, so today is my special day and I thought it would be nice to request how Edward Nashton would celebrate readers b-day, I hope it’s not much trouble!! And please do take ur time💕

I’m sorry that this took me five million hundred thousand years to answer, but I’ve always really appreciated this nice message 🥺🥺🥺 it made me feel very good about my writing and I appreciate you sending it so much

🥳Edward Nashton Celebrates Your Birthday 🥳

Edward x GN Reader

It only just occurred to him that he hadn’t asked you how you wanted to spend your birthday. 

He wasn’t sure how to celebrate a birthday. The birthdays they had celebrated at the orphanage had involved getting one new pair of socks, and an extra dessert at dinner time. Once the money had run out, not even that. 

No, birthdays were something that Edward had observed on television and in books, not something that had ever applied to him. That meant that when your birthday was coming up, he needed to do his research. You were extremely important to him, and he wanted to you to have the best one so he looked into the matter quite diligently. 

His search history was littered with topics like: birthday ideas, birthday ideas for significant other, standard birthday, where to get balloons, best bakery in Gotham, most romantic places in Gotham, cheap birthday ideas, meaningful birthday ideas— and he jotted down the best information and ideas in his notebook. 

He knew that there needed to be a cake, which he had procured, in a flavor you liked. The candles and streamers he had gotten at the corner store near the apartment. He had gotten you some balloons with “Happy Birthday” written across them in bright and bold lettering. 

His apartment looked like something out of movie, which pleased him. He had a few gifts for you on the table, with homemade wrapping he had decorated himself. And of course he had also picked out a nice vintage card for you at a garage sale that he had decorated the inside of as well. 

He had written a long winding letter to you, professing his love for you, how important you were to him, how much he needed you, how much better you had made his life and how he would always be there for you and protect you. It was six pages long and a little messy, but he hoped it would get the point across. 

But then, a few minutes before you usually got home, he had the cold realization that he hadn’t actually asked you if you liked any of this stuff. 

The excitement he had felt at you walking in and seeing everything he had done for you turned into cold dread. Maybe this was entirely too much. What if you had wanted more? What if you didn’t like any of it? 

When you finally came in the door, your eyes widened as you took in the balloons and the cake and presents, as well as the flowers on the table. 

“Happy birthday…?” Edward said unsurely, watching your reaction carefully. 

His anxieties were eased when you rushed over and hugged him fiercely, almost in tears over how perfect everything was. 

[xo-valxntine]

Amethyst Eyes II (T. Inumaki)

part one | part two | part three | bonus

pairing: toge inumaki x gn!reader

synopsis: you and toge have been talking (texting) ever since he stumbled into your clinic all those months ago. you can feel yourself starting to fall for him with practically every text, but will you get to see him again?

tws: angst, aged up characters, brief mention of gangs, character death, mentions of grief & coping with loss (let me know if i’m forgetting something?) wc: ~4,900

a/n: i’m going to be honest i love everything abt this story. y/n & toge are so cute ugh . i was rly feeling this part so it’s quite long~ i apologize for what you’re about to endure i hope u enjoy ੈ✩‧₊˚

It had been a few months since Toge stumbled into your clinic the second time, and the two of you had been texting practically every day. There were times when you’d text back and forth for hours and then there were times it would take one of you a few hours to respond, but every time you saw a message from Toge you’d light up. Toge was special and he made you feel special. Especially with the way he’d text you good morning and goodnight without fail. In the time you’d been talking, he never once forgot. You’d been happier since Toge came into your life.

“Well you seem extra cheerful today.” Misuzu says, pulling you from your thoughts. She had invited you over for lunch and you could never turn that down.

“What do you mean?” You say as you trace the ring of your glass with your finger. Misuzu smiles at you as she sets your bowl down in front of you. She had made your favorite soup. You give her a nod of thanks.

“Just like there’s something extra special going on with you.” Misuzu says as she sits across from you. “If I didn’t know any better, I would say there’s someone special in your life.”

You almost spit out your soup. Swallowing the contents in your mouth down slowly, you try to regain your composure.

“Not quite sure if I know what you mean.” You say looking down and swirling your soup with your spoon trying to buy some extra time.

“Hm.” Misuzu eyes you carefully. “Tell me about the lucky person.”

Your thoughts are immediately consumed with Toge and you can’t help but smile.

“His name is Toge. He’s really sweet.” You say before taking another spoonful of soup.

Your mind flashed back to his good morning text from this morning. It ended up being one of those memes with a cat, a bunch of hearts that had “good morning” typed across it. He sent lots of different memes, some of them cute like the one from this morning and some of them were completely stupid, like the one he had sent you yesterday. It was a picture of a cat that looked like it was meowing, but it had been over edited to make the cat look like it was screaming. Despite calling him a “dummy” and telling him how unfunny it was, you laughed. Toge was constantly making you laugh with his memes and his dumb jokes. The two of you constantly traded jokes back and forth. Your mind flashes back to one of your conversations.

toge

i’ve got a question for you

What is it?

why did the chicken cross the road?

To get to the other side

Duh

shut up and ask why

I can’t shut up and ask why at the same time :p

….

Okay, okay

Why did the chicken cross the road?

to get to the idiot’s house

?

I think the original joke is funnier

knock knock

Who’s there?

the chicken.

….

I bet you think you’re real funny

i know you laughed

.—.

okay, okay your turn

Okay, you have to answer every question with one word answers. And no asking questions because you’ll ruin it.

okay?

What’s the opposite of always?

never

What’s the opposite of coming?

going

What’s the opposite of from?

to

What’s the opposite of take?

give

What’s the opposite of me?

you

What’s the opposite of down?

up

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(b ᵔ▽ᵔ)b

Got you!

i hate you .

<(￣︶￣)>

i’m not talking to you anymore .

You know I’m hilarious.

Wait Y/N are you actually mad? You haven’t replied in like five minutes (ಥ﹏ಥ)

It was just a joke don’t be mad ;(;:(:(

(ಥ﹏ಥ)

i’m not mad you dummy

i just can’t believe you rickrolled me again

I’m just good like that ;)

Through texting Toge you learned quickly that he was a complete goofball. It was total contrast to how he had been when you first met him, so serious and quiet. The last few months you had become fond of Toge. You looked forward to seeing his good morning texts and hearing about the silly things from his day. You liked Toge a lot. There was something about him that ?, every fiber of your being. You knew what was happening, but you weren’t going to admit it. Not yet.

“Well, he must be really something special. He’s got to be to keep up with you.” Misuzu says, pulling you back into reality. “When can I meet him?”

You spoon more soup into your mouth, so you have a moment to think before answering.

“I’m not really sure.” And that was the truth. “Toge’s a teacher and he’s quite busy with his students.”

It was all true. Toge had finally told you he was a teacher, one night when the two of you were telling each other about your days. At first you thought he was joking, because what teacher stumbles into a clinic coughing up blood? You made a joke about him being in a gang again, but Toge insisted he was in fact a teacher and you shrugged it off, not bringing it up anymore.

“Ah, okay. Well I would love to meet him.” You nod as you finish up your soup.

“I’ll see what I can do.” You say honestly. You hadn’t seen Toge since the night you gave him your phone number. You never pushed it, but you did really want to see him again. Especially since it had been so long since the two of you saw each other.

“It’s so nice to see someone taking care of you. You do so much for others, Y/N. You really do deserve the best.” Misuzu says. You quickly become embarrassed and change the subject.

Misuzu and you spend more time talking about different topics and then you take the time to help her clean up. You’re putting the dishes away when you notice Misuzu wincing as she moves.

“Is there something wrong, Miss M?” You ask, turning to face her. She shakes her head and waves you off.

“I’m fine, I’m fine. I’m just old now.” She says. You watch her carefully and notice she’s wincing more.

“Are you sure? You could come down to the clinic and I could just take a quick look at you.” You say. She waves you off again.

“I’m okay. Now come here. There’s something I want to show you.” She says gesturing you over to the couch. You follow and sit next to her.

“This is something, I’ve been keeping for awhile. I’ve been waiting to give to you. I think it’s finally the right time.” Misuzu says rummaging through a basket. She pulls out what looks like a scrapbook and sits down next to you.

“Is this what I think it is?” You ask carefully, taking in the scrapbook. Misuzu nods.

“Probably that and more. I’ve been collecting pictures of you since you were just a little thing. I’ve been piecing it together since the first time I met you. Not only does it have pictures of you, but all the stories I told you, all your favorite recipes. It’s all here.” She says tapping the book. You feel your eyes beginning to fill with tears.

“Oh, Miss M. That’s beautiful. Thank you.” You say giving her a hug. The tears begin to fall as you're holding her. You don’t ever want to let go, but eventually you do.

“Here, let me show you a few of my favorite parts.” Misuzu says opening the scrapbook.

The two of you spent time going through the scrapbook, reminiscing over all the different moments you spent together. Different moments in your life. It was made to perfection. You were sad when you finally had to leave so that, Misuzu could get her rest. You wanted to go over every single detail about it with her, but the two of you could do that another time. Until then, you propped up on your couch examining each page. You’re finally snapped out of your trance when your phone buzzes.

rice ball enthusiast ♡

I haven’t heard from you all day. Everything okay?

〜(＞＜)〜

You let out a small giggle and reply.

all good. spent the day with Miss M and she gave me a scrapbook with pics from when i was little

Toge replies immediately.

Little y/n? I bet you’re adorable. Care to share?

You shake your head, but flip through the scrapbook. You knew just the picture to send him. You were in Misuzu’s kitchen while she was teaching you how to make rice balls. How coincidental had that been? Toge loved rice balls and there you were making them. You quickly snap a picture and send it to him.

rice ball enthusiast ♡

Just like I thought: adorable. Bet the ones I make taste better though :p

doubtful, i’ve been making them since i was six

I, Toge Inumaki, hereby challenge thee Y/N to a riceball off

challenge accepted

don’t go crying when i win

The only way you’ll win is if I let you

not possible, i have a secret that makes them taste amazing

Care to share?

maybe one day

I’m looking forward to it ♡

You sit for a moment, fiddling with your phone in your hands. You wanted to ask him the question that had been tucked away at the back of your mind since the last time you had seen him, but things had been going so well and you didn’t want to ruin them by bringing it up.

toge

can i ask you a question?

Of course

Your fingers hover before typing.

do you like talking to me?

Absolutely not.

I just spend all my free time texting you because I hate talking to you

That was sarcasm btw

I love texting you. Talking to you is the best part of my day. I’d spend every second of the day talking to you if I could. You’re really special Y/N. Special to me.

you mean that?

Every word.

i wanna see you again

Toge doesn’t reply immediately, like he normally would. Instead you watch as the typing bubble pops in and out of the chat. After a few minutes you get a response.

Are you being serious?

You contemplate for a moment. You and Toge had been texting back and forth playfully since that fateful day. The two of you had even been flirting now and then. He had taken a hold on you in the last few months. If you were being honest, Toge had, had a hold on you since the day he stumbled into your clinic. Of course you wanted to see him again. You type your reply without hesitation.

yes.

For awhile there’s no response. You don’t even see the chat bubble indicating that he’s typing show up. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, you see the typing bubble show up and then a message.

I’m not sure if I can do that.

You felt a part of your heart break as you read over the words. Once. Twice. Three times. You hadn’t even realized your eyes were filled with tears until you felt them on your thumbs. You go to wipe away the tears on your face, but it’s pointless because they keep falling down. The tears were staining your phone and you did your best to wipe them away.

okay

After you send the message you turn off your phone and then everything that's been building up hits you all at once. You’re crying. Choking on sobs as you’re trying to make sense of what you had just read. I’m not sure if I can do that. The words danced throughout your mind over and over again. There was something about those words that hit you. Part of you had known there was no guarantee you’d see Toge again, not with him being secretive about whatever it was he was hiding. But you still held out hope that maybe, just maybe you’d be able to see him again. That message just served as confirmation that it wasn’t going to be possible to see him again. All that time you had spent growing close to him felt pointless. All the different conversations you had together flooded your mind and you only cried harder. You wrapped your arms around yourself, trying to give yourself a sense of comfort, but your head drifted to thinking about Toge wrapping his arms around you. You buried your face into your blanket and just cried, and cried, and cried.

The next morning you awoke with a throbbing headache. You rub your temples, trying to soothe the pain when the memories from last night come rushing back. Oh right. It hadn’t just been a nightmare. You shake your head, trying to push the memories away, but you’re reminded of the pain from your headache and wince. You sigh and make your way to the bathroom, so that you can take some pain medicine for your head. You take the medicine and sit on the floor waiting for it to kick in. Once the medicine finally kicks in, you move to the kitchen to get yourself a glass of water. You chug it down, starting to feel a bit better. Your thoughts drift back to the night before and Toge’s words. I’m not sure I can do that. You had known there was no certainty in seeing him again, but you had let yourself hope. And part of you still had hope. It wasn’t like he had said absolutely not, I never want to see you again. He had just said he was unsure, which still hurt, but not as much as no. You were starting to feel better about the situation. Maybe you had overreacted. You’d text Toge later to talk about things more. Your head feels like it’s starting to clear and then you look at the time. Your eyes widen.

“Shit. I’m late.” You mutter to yourself. You move quickly to get ready and you’re out of the door within ten minutes.

When you arrive at your clinic you notice Mr. and Mrs. Yamada standing outside. You’re confused, because you know they didn’t have appointments today. In fact, you were only supposed to have patients in the afternoon today.

“Oh there you are, Y/N.” Mrs. Yamada says.

“Morning Mrs. Yamada. Is there something going on?”

“Everyone’s been trying to get in touch with you and no one could. We were all worried, so we came here.” Mrs. Yamada says. You were still confused.

“I’m sorry, Mrs. Yamada, did something happen?” You ask. You watched as her face fell.

“You don’t know?” Their eyes were on you and you were starting to panic.

“Know what?”

“Miss Misuzu passed away last night.”

It felt like a building had just been dropped on you. You weren’t sure if you had heard correctly. You must have a strange look on your face, because they were looking at you with sympathy. You could feel the pain starting to wash over you.

“T-t-that’s not possible.” You mumble. “Y-y-you’re l-lying. I just saw her yesterday.” That was right. You did just see her yesterday. You had a lovely afternoon together. She made you soup, you helped her clean, and she gave you the scrapbook. That had all happened yesterday.

“Y/N, sweetheart, I’m sorry, but she’s telling the truth. It was late last night, or early this morning rather.” Mr. Yamada says, stepping forward.

They were lying. They were both lying. Misuzu was fine. You saw her yesterday. You had lunch together, you helped her clean, and she gave you the scrapbook. You think about how she had suddenly invited you over for lunch. How she was wincing when she was moving around.

“I’m just getting old.”

That’s what she had said, but she wasn’t that old, was she? The thoughts are racing through your head. She had given you the scrapbook and— The realization is like a second building being dropped on top of you.

“This is something, I’ve been keeping for awhile. I’ve been waiting to give to you. I think it’s finally the right time.”

She knew. That’s why she had invited you over. That’s why she had given you the scrapbook. Why she had taken the time to go over the memories with you. Your legs become weak and you can tell you’re about to collapse.

“N-no.” It’s so soft, you’re not sure if it’s more than a thought. Your legs finally collapse and you’re sobbing. “No, no, no.” Mrs. Yamada leans over and gently rubs your back.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N.”

Mr and Mrs. Yamada were kind enough to take you back home and make sure you got in all right. You couldn’t even open the door yourself because your hands were shaking so much. ? had to open the door for you. You had calmed your crying in front of them, but when you were sure they had left, it all came tumbling back out. Misuzu was gone and not coming back. You’d never hear her voice again. Those thoughts only made you cry even harder. You cried and cried until you felt hollow.

The arrangements for Misuzu ended up falling to you, because she had no living family. Even though you weren’t blood, you did consider yourself her family. She cared for you like no one else did. She was always there when you needed her. And now she needed you to handle this for her, so you did. She left ? and you would made sure everything was the way she wanted it. It was hard, but you made it through somehow. When the day of the funeral came, you didn’t cry. You held it together long enough to share your favorite memories with Misuzu and somehow held it together as people gave you their condolences. Maybe it had something to do with the hollow feeling. What were the stages of grief again? Whatever they were, you weren’t sure which one the hollow feeling inside of you belonged to.

A week had gone by since the funeral service. You had spent the majority of the time thumbing through the scrapbook she had given you. You took the time to look at every picture and every description she wrote. You read over every story and recipe. Again, again, and again. You’d do anything to have more time with her. You were supposed to have more time with her. You knew you were. Something about the way Misuzu left didn’t feel right. Despite being told she had passed away in her sleep peacefully, you didn’t believe it. Misuzu was healthy, and you knew she was because you were her doctor. She was still supposed to have more time and you were saying that as her doctor, not as her self-proclaimed daughter in denial. You push the thoughts away, not wanting to think about it anymore. You turn your attention back to the scrapbook and your eyes land on the picture of you making rice balls. Suddenly, your head is filled with images of his blonde hair and violet eyes.

Toge had been texting you nonstop since that night and you hadn’t replied to a single one of them. When you had finally calmed yourself down after finding out about Misuzu’s death, you turned your phone back on so that you could figure out what the necessary arrangements would be. When you turned the phone on it was flooded with missed call notifications from people in your small town, most likely from when they were trying to let you know about Misuzu. You cleared the notifications away and your attention was captured by notifications from him.

rice ball enthusiast ♡

I’m sorry.

Good morning! I hope you have a lovely day

(´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡

I think I might’ve just seen a frog in a cherry blossom tree? Think I might be hallucinating

How was your day?

Y/N are you okay? I’m worried.

Are you mad at me for last night?

I’m sorry, Y/N. I promise I’d come see you if I could.

(Attachment: 1 Image) (it was a picture of a cat looking at a phone screen sadly)

Please, I just want to know you’re okay.

Goodnight, Y/N. ♡

You wanted to text him back. You really did. Tell him that you forgave him. Explain to him that at first you were upset and that you had turned your phone off, but you had slept and just wanted to talk to him about it some more. You wanted to explain to him that the reason you hadn’t reached out sooner is because you had gotten bad news and couldn’t be bothered to turn your phone back on. You wanted to tell him about Misuzu’s death. How it had completely shattered you and how you hated having to go through this alone. You wanted him to comfort you in a way only he could, even if it was just from his words and stupid little memes. But you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. Instead, you never replied to him or any of the texts after that. For the most part, they were similar. He still said good morning and good night without fail. And then every now and again he’d send you a video he found funny or text you about a part of his day. You read every single text and watched every single video. You just couldn’t bring yourself to reply to them.

It has been two months since Misuzu had passed and you were finally starting to come to terms with it. The scrapbook had a lot to do with it. She had left a piece of herself with you, a constant reminder that someone loved you for you. You cherished it. You had even made some of the recipes she had left you. Some of them were ones she had taught you before, others were ones she had made you but never taught you how to make. You found comfort in the meals and noted how great it tasted, but it would never be quite like hers.

After her passing, it had taken you about a month to get back into the clinic. With the arrangements and coping with her death, it just wasn’t a priority at the time. This meant there was a lot of work for you to do when you got back, but you threw yourself into it and the clinic was now back to where it needed to be.

“Hey, Rin, how are you?” You ask.

“Good! Mom says I’ve gotten a whole five inches taller!” He says eagerly bouncing. You pretend to look at him surprised.

“A whole five inches? That’s awesome! Come on let’s measure you.” You reply. His mom smiles at you and you lead them towards the back.

“How are you doing, Y/N?” Rin’s mom asks as you’re checking his vitals.

“I’ve been good. Thanks for asking, Mrs. Fujita.” You say. And it was the truth. You were good. For the most part anyway.

“That’s good to hear.” She replies at you smiling. You smile back and then continue with her son’s check up.

“All right. You’re all good to go.” You say and pull out the stickers you keep for the kids. “You did an awesome job today, man. Go ahead and choose one.”

You watch ad he ponders over his choices carefully before selecting one.

“This one!” Rin exclaims holding up one of the ones with a race car on it.

“Very good choice, my friend.” You say laughing at his eagerness. You turn to his mom. “Thanks for bringing him in. He’s all good to go. If you need anything else just let me know.”

Mrs. Fujita thanks you and Rin gives a wave as they exit the clinic. You slump over once they’re out of sight. Despite feeling better mentally, you weren’t feeling the best physically. It felt as if something was wrapped around your torso and your shoulders felt heavy. At first you didn’t think much of it, thinking it was just your body’s way of coping with grief, but when the feeling continued, you decided to get yourself checked out. Everything came out normally, no cause for concern. That eased you worries a little, but the feeling had remained. You weren’t in pain, you were just feeling a lot of discomfort.

You spent the rest of the day updating patient charts and going through your files. You’re sorting the last of your files when you hear your phone buzz on your desk. You didn’t have to look to know who it was. Reluctantly, you pick up the phone and look at the notification.

rice ball enthusiast

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It was a picture of a kitten that looked like it was screaming with the text “Text me back. I miss you.” on the side. You let out a sigh and lock your phone without replying. He hadn’t stopped texting you despite the fact you hadn’t replied to him. You weren’t upset with him. You really had forgiven him the very next day, after he told you he couldn’t see you. You believed him when he said he’d come visit you if he could, but you wanted to put distance between the two of you. You didn’t want to keep falling for him and become attached. Especially not when you were so consumed in your grief over Misuzu. You hoped that he would stop texting you, but you still received good morning and good night texts. He kept sharing his favorite memes and videos with you and sharing details about his day. You watched every video and read every word. It was like he somehow knew you still saw his messages, despite having your read receipts off. Eventually, however, the messages did stop and you hadn’t heard from Toge in over a week.

---

It was late and you were leaving your clinic. You were going to lock the door when you got the strange feeling someone, or rather something was watching you. You check your surroundings to see if there’s anything around and see nothing. You try to shake the feeling, but you can’t. You eye your surroundings one more time before deciding it would just be best to go back into your clinic. Maybe whatever it was would go away and you could go home in a little while.

You were scrolling on your phone, waiting for the eery feeling you had to go away, but it didn’t. It only got progressively worse as did the heavy feeling on your shoulders. You were ready to go home and relax, but with the eery feeling getting worse, you couldn’t bring yourself to leave. Instead, you decide to put your phone down and gaze out the window. Your eyes are met with nothing but darkness and you’re about to turn away when something catches your attention. Your eyes widen and you’re not completely sure you can trust them. You blink several times, thinking maybe it was just your imagination and the sight in front of you would go away, but no. There was a woman fighting what looked like a car-sized purple lizard. And they were moving closer and closer to your clinic. You quickly back away from your window and go to the back of your clinic to hide. You curl up in a corner in the back room, trying to convince yourself this wasn’t real. Any excuse you could think of came to your head. Maybe you were tired. Or maybe you hadn’t eaten enough and—

You’re pulled from your reasoning when the windows of your clinic burst. The windows burst with such force that the glass had scattered all the way to the back room you were in. A strange noise filled your ears, along with the sounds of slashing.

“Dammit. Just where the hell is that guy?” You hear a voice say. You could only assume that it was the woman from before. You hear footsteps along the shattered glass and the strange noise continued as did the sounds of the slashing.

“I see you finally decided to show up, Toge.” The woman says. You freeze. Toge? She couldn’t possibly mean—

“Don’t move.” You hear an unfamiliar voice say. You listen as the slashing continues.

“Dammit, Toge. Just finish it already.” The woman’s voice says.

“Explode.” Toge, you assume, speaks. Following that, you hear a loud splattering noise. There’s a few moments of silence before the woman speaks again.

“Well, we’ve done what we needed to do. Ready to go?” “Salmon.”

Your eyes widen and your mind flashes back to that very first night.

“Can you speak?”

“Salmon.”

“Salmon?”

It was him. But that couldn’t be, it didn’t make sense. It wasn’t possible. It wasn’t real. None of this could be real. You had to be dreaming. You must’ve fallen asleep while doing paperwork and were dreaming. You try to wake yourself up.

“Wake up, wake up.” You whisper to yourself. “Wake up. It’s just a dream.”

You were so in your thoughts that you barely noticed the sound of footsteps until they froze.

“Did you hear that? Is someone here? Gojo said—hey where are you taking off to?”

You hear footsteps rushing around and you want the the floor to open and swallow you whole. It was your dream right? That could happen, you were control. You keep willing the floor to open, but it never happens. The footsteps that were running had now stopped and you could feel eyes on you. You force yourself to look up and you’re met with those mesmerizing amethyst eyes. It really was him.

[yuritord]

VINEGAR DOPPIO X READER

It was a fine Sunday morning, and Doppio was where he commonly found himself; sat in his favorite cafe with a cup of coffee. It was overloaded with sugar and creamer, just how he liked it. But as he sat there, he couldn’t keep his eyes off the new server. Typically Doppio knew most of the workers by name, as he was a very frequent costumer. But, today, he couldn’t seem to recognize the person standing behind the cash register.

They were average height, but there was something about this server that was still eye catching. Maybe it was their hair, maybe their eyes? Maybe it was simply the way they talked, perhaps it was the way they smiled at Doppio after he ordered. No matter what it was- it was intriguing. Intriguing enough that Vinegar found himself coming to this small cafe more often then he ever expected. His wallet cried, but he refused to stop- Whether he pretended to be working, or just bought a small pastry, he found some excuse to see the face he’s come to love.

About two weeks had passed before Doppio finally said something. It was small, but hey; a “So- How’s your week been..?” from a quiet voice was better than nothing at all. He was greeted with that warm, endearing smile he’s grown to adore. There was a small giggle, “My week? Really?”

“Um.. yes! Your week. How- How was it?” he asked again, his voice starting at a fair volume and slowly turned to a whisper.

“Well, my week was just fine, thank you for asking! How was yours, sweet tooth?”

“Sweet tooth..?”

“Oh! Sorry- You always order such sweet drinks… that’s how i remembered your orders in my head- Sorry if that’s.. weird..”

“Oh! No, no it’s sweet! I… I like it.”

They exchanged smiles; Doppio sat back down at the table in the corner of the cafe. He smiled down into his cup- The sun shining down into the light brown liquid. He bit his lip, holding back a small laugh- Though there was nothing truly funny happening, he was simply so happy to have finally gotten to say a few extra words to the server.

The next Sunday when Doppio went in, he ordered just a coffee- But when his name was called, he found his drink plus a muffin and a… note? When he looked over to the server, they just gave him a small, almost mischief-filled smile. Doppio felt his cheeks grow warmer as he went to his seat. He ate the muffin and began reading the small note- It seemed to be ripped out of a larger notebook. He almost choked on his muffin as he began to wrap his mind around what he was reading

“Hey sweet tooth! I’ve noticed you staring at me a lot- Maybe i’m getting the wrong vibe… but you seem cute!

XXX-XXX-XXXX”

When Vinegar looked up to the counter, he didn’t see anyone. He quickly grabbed his drink and left the building; phone in hand. Doppio was practically shaking as he typed the number in. The pink haired male was excited but also anxious- what if he wasn’t what they were expecting? what if he wasn’t good enough? what if his boss called him while he was trying to talk to them??

Too many thoughts, too many fears- But he had a mission.

“Hi! This is Doppio. Or, Sweet tooth? I hope i put the number in right!”

He turned his phone off and began speed-walking, fear taking over his feet. Soon enough he was back outside his apartment building- The young adult’s phone had vibrated minutes ago, but after walking so fast and with so much on his mind, he didn’t notice in the slightest. But back at home, taking his shoes off, he saw the new text.

“OMG hi! yes!! this is the server hehe :P my name is (Y/N)! sorry if this was weird!!”

“Oh no it’s not weird at all!! i didn’t know u saw me staring, im sorry”

“It’s okay! i dont mind, its kind of sweet! If i was uncomfortable i wouldn’t have given u my number. Doppio huh? that’s a cute name!! i like it!”

He couldn’t help but grin. “Thank you! So- besides working.. what do you like to do? you seem interesting!”

Their conversation seemed to last for years, both ends smiling with pure serotonin. The last text had them both ecstatic- an agreement to a date. They’d meet up at the coffee shop and then walk to a nice restaurant nearby. Doppio and (Y/N) were beyond excited- Vinegar was practically radiating joy.

[razzdrgn]

ok it's time for razz recipes get ready for some cooking momence

i have an eviction trial in 2 weeks so im gonna teach you how to make extremely cheap recipes with as few ingredients as possible because i have no money to spend and enough mental disorders to make me love cooking but hate the amount of work that goes into it

todays recipe is: flatbread, probably of the mediterranean variety but i dont know actual recipes i legit just made this shit up after watching the bdg zelda recipes video

all you need is:

flour

water

a pan

and thats it. Its that easy

theres more you can use to make it better tho and ill bring those up as they come up but ill do the whole cooking instructions thing under this readmore

okay so. flatbread

i think its also called like. unleavened? but i dont really know what that means and im still confused after looking it up so im just callin it flatbread because it is bread that is flat

step one is to pour some flour in a bowl. i recommend about 1 cup, but i never really measure and do it by eye/feel so you can add more or less if you want.

first optional thing to talk about briefly before the recipe really starts is salt. i highly highly highly recommend adding salt to this, because it allows the bread to actually have. yknow. flavor. and not suck. but ive made this without salt and its also good so like, do whatever u want

you can also add other spices if you want flavoring like that. ive had success with garlic powder and red pepper flakes, but honestly cookijg is most tun when ur just wingin it so throw whatever spices you like in and see how it turns out

so once all ur dry stuff is in the bowl, you should gently mix/whisk it together. i usually use a fork or knife for this since flour sticks to shit a lot and the smaller surface it has the less its gonna stick. plus with a fork it helps get things in evenly really quickly.

once everythings in and mixed is when you add your water. id say like, roughly 1/3 to 3/8ths of a cup is fine, or adjusted for how much flour you have, you really do not need much, just enough that everything comes together. if you add enough that its a bit of a shaggy but congealed mass, you can turn it out onto a work surface and knead it/fold it a little to make it thicker. i didnt like it when i did this because of texture things so i like to add just enough extra for it to be a bit of a goop.

once you got your "dough" make sure your pan is on the stove heated to uh. 3? or 4? i hate that stoves dont have proper temp markings but thats about as hot as i make mine on whatever arbitrary scale it uses.

at this point you can add in the next optional thing, which is some sort of fat. this can be an oil of your preferred variety (i am canola gang because i like to fry things while also being allergy friendly), or you can just melt some butter which is what i usually do. hell you could use like, lard or crisco if you've watched too many b dylan hollis videos. a fat is a fat. its gonna help cook the bread more evenly, will make its "crust" crispier, and make it taste better.

all you gotta do now us dump your dough onto the pan and let it cook. roughly five minutes per side but you can flip it a few times if you need, just keep an eye on it. you wanna check the edges to make sure the insides are getting properly cooked all the way through, and make sure to press down on it to make sure its making full contact with the heated surface when possible as especially thinner breads can tend to curl up a bit

while its cooking in the pan you can optionally add some shredded cheese onto the bread. i recommend doing this right before adding your dough, and right after, to make sure the cheese gets properly incorporated into each side, but you totally can also just drizzle it on at any stage and let it melt by flipping the bread onto the cheesed side. i use an italian 4 cheese mixture from my cheap local supermarket chain and thats good for the kinda savory flavor i like, but experiment! use one cheese you like, or maybe a different blend (i also really like mexican cheese blends that u use for tacos or burritos).

once the stuffs nicely cooked and browned, its good to eat. i mean its technically been ok to eat this whole time none of the ingredients are necessarily bad to eat raw but obviously you dont wanna shove fistfuls of flour into your maw.

i recommend pairing this with an iced tea of your favorite flavor persuasion as tea is a nice smooth drink you can also make super easily, some refried black beans which you can get in a can super cheap and turn into a nice dip, and some yellow mustard, which honestly goes with this way more than i thought it would by adding a bit of a sour kick which i like. obviously try pairing it with whatever you have in your kitchen, i dont know what you have. maybe you got some eggs that are about to expire and want to make some kinda breakfast bread. maybe you wanna feel that kinda childlike wonder by combining foods so you mix it with some box mac and cheese and ketchup. maybe you splatter some tomato sauce and add some kind of cheese product to make it into a shitty pizza. i have done all of these things and they are certainly all things you can do if you also want to do them

thank you for reading my extremely long recipe post join me next time where i do uhhh. something else maybe. maybe ill do that iced tea method i talked about i feel like for some folks hot tea can be a bit unapproachable and ice tea can feel like its impossible to make but i promise you its way easier than you think

ok bye!! love you

[leadendeath]

it was only after i learned that 1. i am not alone in experiencing this feeling and 2. this can be an adhd thing, that i felt so validated in the feeling of “juggling hyperfixations”. it feels like this meme image ^ like that’s such a perfect visual to go along with what i’m about to say.

in the past i felt sooo bad when a new interest barged its way in to my brain’s Interest Room (i see my brain as a room ok, different people who are my selves and different interests come in and out!). i felt bad for classic rock of 60s-70s when homestuck decided to sit right in front of me like a pet who’s being annoying circa 2013. i feel a special hard-to-describe almost kind of STRESS? (but a very minor stress mind you) when i find myself present day, with not just two but THREE things i’m so freakin into. very strong interests. hyperfixations. i love having words now that my past self couldn’t use because we didn’t know the words existed. we didn’t know there was something “wrong”(i prefer to say there was something “different” instead 2 b less negative !)

so yeah the things i’m trying to juggle are:

doom the game and various genres of metal music (they go hand in hand, and sometimes they even collide! i have a whole youtube playlist of metal midis that would fit right in in doom wads, u can ask me for it if you like the same niche as i do!) (i listened to so much metal today it’s so great and diverse i love it so much great background music but also great Anything music <333 listen to it in a good mood or in a bad mood it’s there for you any time)

spenge bab. to relate this back to the previous point i just made above this one; i already said i’m one of those people who listens to horrible abrasive music but then is also simultaneously like “yayyy happy sea creature cartoon :D :3” like it’s so funny. u already know to the extent which i like this thing. it’s helped me get back into art (…which i don’t post to this blog; i have other spaces for this niche tbh) and when i first got into it it was there for me during a terrible time (i was having the extra big depression last year around july/august)

jerm. dear rat boy. like the point before this one, i started watching him a lot during the same extremely bad july/august 2023 time. i knew him a little before but he was another thing which i’ve (about to make up a new phrase here) special interest-bonded with, during a difficult time. sometimes when i’m actively in the bad episode, i think to myself “gee when i’m better i sure hope i can enjoy this media and not automatically associate it with a bad time D:” and YEAH! THAT DIDNT HAPPEN I CAN STILL ENJOY WATCHING HIM EVEN THO IM OUTTA THE DEPRESSION PIT FOR NOW!!! i worried this same thing about death grips when i was coping with them when i was in the pit and they happened to be my #1 fav band years ago . i still love them and can enjoy them without thinking of all the times i was in the pit !!!

so ya as you can see THESE ARE ALL VASTLY DIFFERENT AND I AM HAVING A BIT OF TROUBLE LOVING ALL THREE AT THE SAME TIME BECAUSE MY ATTENTION SPAN IS A LIL FUCKY BUT IT’S OKAY! I AM NO LONGER DOING THE POINTLESS SELF-PUNISHING FOR ENJOYING ONESELF IN LIFE BECAUSE THAT WAS THE OCD TALKING AND IS NOW UNDER CONTROL! THANKS FOR READING I AM FULL OF UNBRIDLED LOVE FOR EVERYTHING

[drella]

just thinkin about Waffles to b honest with u

[reallyromealone]

Hey!! It's me again, and I think you must be tired of me by now, but I can't help it. I liked the result of what you wrote for me, but it just made me curious, so can I ask for a sequel? Something like the Bonten men on the official game day of the reader man and see him interacting with other players? Maybe the male reader is part of Nekoma and their game is against Fukurodani or Karasuno and Mikey can meet his son's boyfriend (I'm between Kenma and Kuroo but it's up to you) and also his energetic friends being a protective but also gentle father?

All in all, I hope you're having a good start to the week, so be careful author-kun! Drink water and feed, I'm watching! ;)

Part 1

I would love to and I am never tired of you my dude and this is wonderful and again HOW DARE YOU MAKE ME CHOOSE SUCH A HARD CHOICE! 🤧😭

(name) woke up extra early, getting ready for the match today as he put his out-game uniform on and eating breakfast and by time he was ready to go his dad's were just waking up and looking at him confused "why so early bud?" Kaku said stretching and groaning at his bones popping as (name) tilted his head "it's my game today?"

Then it clicked, that was already do soon?

"Well get there safe and remember ---"

"Keep the bracelet on" (name) finished as he held up a fabric bracelet with a tracker in it, smiling softly and his dad's relaxed just a bit as he left with his gym bag to school.

God he was so pumped!

The driver dropped him out front of Nekoma where his team was waiting for him and a few others and smiled giddily when he saw him; Kenma.

They had been going out not long after (name) joined and God was he smitten for the pretty setter.

Though he would rather die then let his dad's know.

They were over protective as it was.

" 'zume!" (Name) said softly as he wrapped arms around the quiet second year, Kenma pausing his game to look at his boyfriend "hey..." The pudding head said with a soft smile and eventually everyone showed and loaded up on the bus, (name) resting his head on his boyfriend's shoulder through the ride and watching him play while the team chatted away.

The Bonten men covered their tattoos and wore inconspicuous clothes to blend in better as designer suits would have them sticking out like sore thumbs.

Mikey just wore what he usually did.

When the game started the Bonten men were front row, watching in awe as their kid played and his team lay waste to the opponent.

They always looked at the boy in awe at how seriously he took this game.

By time the game ended, Nekoma decimated the other team and (name) was so excited that he barely comprehended himself kissing Kenma on the cheek happily.

Infront of his dad's.

"Did he just..."

"Is he dating..."

"That little bastard"

(Name) ran to his dad's excitedly after he cleaned up "you guys came! Did you have fun?!" (Name) was practically vibrating with joy as his dad's congratulated him before shifting the conversation"so whose the boy you kissed"

"Eh?"

"Whose the boy you kissed b u d d y"

(Name) sighed and looked at the men who wore tight smiles "he's not anyone suspicious, he's really nice and treats me well so please don't scare him off..." (Name) mumbled and looked at his dad's pleadingly and damn.

They couldn't say no to their kid like this.

"We promise not to make him piss himself" Kakucho said as the other men nodded in agreement albeit begrudgingly and (name) perked up before running to get the so called boyfriend.

When they looked at Kenma everyone but Mikey had a similar thought.

'in a weird way, he looks like Mikey'

"This is my boyfriend Kenma, Kenma these are my dad's: Mikey, Ran, Rindō, Sanzu, Kakucho, Takeomi, Mochi and Kokonoi" (name) introduced and Kenma bowed to them "nice to meet you" he said quietly and fidgeted at their stares but didn't back down, the men watching as (name) doted on him lovingly.

"What year are you Kenma?" Takeomi asked the pudding boy "ah second year sir"

"What are your intentions with (name)?" Mochi asked "to be his boyfriend and take care of him"

The men practically interragated the second year until (name) stopped them as they had to go back to the bus.

"So you really have eight dad's?" Kenma asked his boyfriend who nodded sheepishly "yeah, they found me abandoned and kind of just kept me"

"They seem like good dad's"

"They are and they really liked you!"

"How could you tell?"

'because you would be dead'

"I know how they are, they just worry ya know?"

"Hm"

[batpham-discord-highlights]

Twin on twin violence

source: #first-comms-line channel.

Rib Bones: Billy Batson CEO and a thing about cheese curds, ya gotta et em fresh out of the frier

Seven Bones: Vlad CEO nice

Rib Bones: Billy Batson CEO bc if you wait, they go cold and lose their cheesy gooiness

Bones: Captain Marvel CEO I gotta eat them suckers SPEEDILY

Rib Bones: Billy Batson CEO and then they're no longer good to eat

Bones: Captain Marvel CEO Also with ketchup or ranch. That’s the good shit

Rib Bones: Billy Batson CEO RANCH RANCH?! TWIN NO

Bones: Captain Marvel CEO ITS GOOD OK I HATE TO FALL INTO THE MIDWEST STEREOTYPE BUT RANCH GOES GOOD WITH FRIES AND CHEESE CURDS SUE ME

Rib Bones: Billy Batson CEO I KNOW WERE FROM WISCONSIN BUT I CANNOT DESCIBE HOW MUCH YOU ARE FUCKING WRONG RANCH DOES NOT BELONG ON CHEESE CURDS ONLY AN AIOLI OF MAYO + TOBASCO + KETCHUP OR JUST KETCHUP

Serenity StarBone the Enabler What about Ranch 2?

Rib Bones: Billy Batson CEO YOU FUCKING CRETIAN /lh /j i beg your pardon they made a sequel?!

Serenity StarBone the Enabler Lmao it's a Phandom injoke Ectoplasm is Ranch 2 flavoured

Bones: Captain Marvel CEO Homie I’d gobble up Ranch 2 with cheese curds like there’s no tomorrow

Rib Bones: Billy Batson CEO ranch 2, if its acidic with a tang, especially a citrus tang, then fuck yeah BUT NOT RANCH @/Bones YOU CRETAIN ILL FIGHT YOU IN A DAIRY FARM OVER AN OPEN VAT OF CURDS AND WHEY

Bones: Captain Marvel CEO WE SHALL SEE WHOS BONES GIVE OUT FIRST ABSORB THAT CALCIUM SEE WHO THE STRONGER BONES IS

Rib Bones: Billy Batson CEO I HAVE EXTRA MORE BONES THAN YOU AND THEREFORE MORE CALCIUM YOUR SCOLIOSIS IS WORSE SO I HAE BETTER BONE STRUCTURE

Bones: Captain Marvel CEO oh fuck they have the upper hand

cheeky-undead-bones I’m just sitting here eating my popcorn with Reese pieces and gummy worms watching this cheese curd lesson turned battle Royale unfold and thriving

Bones: Captain Marvel CEO YOU MAY HAVE MORE BONES BUT I HAVE MORE BONES THAT ARE OUTSIDE OF ME I SHALL CREATE WEAPONRY MADE OF DEER BONE AND BONK U WITH IT

Rib Bones: Billy Batson CEO you watch in amusement while m being betrayed by my closest blood relative

cheeky-undead-bones Is it a bad time to mention I’ve never had a cheese curd and didn’t realize that was a thing until today?

Bones: Captain Marvel CEO you watch in amusement as I positively annihilate my closest blood relative

Rib Bones: Billy Batson CEO I HELPED YOU FIND 2 OF THOSE NEARLY WHOLE SKELETONS THOSE ARE ALSO MINE

Bones: Captain Marvel CEO I HAVE 5 SKELETONS YOU FOOL

Rib Bones: Billy Batson CEO i know where you sleep, you prick

Bones: Captain Marvel CEO and I have a car u fool

cheeky-undead-bones Whoa coming for blood.

Rib Bones: Billy Batson CEO i am in college. thats all.- actually thats mean i take it back

Bones: Captain Marvel CEO Nah we’re comin for bones

cheeky-undead-bones Oh I’m sorry my b

Rib Bones: Billy Batson CEO i'm taller and i have better style u fool

Bones: Captain Marvel CEO No keep your jab u fool don’t back down

Rib Bones: Billy Batson CEO you wish you had this wardrobe

Bones: Captain Marvel CEO Double down u cretin this is a Yes, And

Rib Bones: Billy Batson CEO Double down? okay

Bones: Captain Marvel CEO THE FIRST SIGN OF DEFEAT ALREADY BEING DISPLAYED

Rib Bones: Billy Batson CEO im autistic therefore im the better twiin and if you refute my claim i will declaire that you've done an abelism

Bones: Captain Marvel CEO oh no not the ableism card Fuck I must accept defeat

Rib Bones: Billy Batson CEO LMAO I WIN AGAIN

[tteokdoroki]

oblivious | k.takami

♡ pairing: keigo takami x gn!reader.

♡ word count: 1.8K

♡ rating: everyone.

♡ genre: pro hero!au, assistant!au, fluff.

♡ summary: usually, when it comes down to smooth talking and flirting, pro hero hawks has all the boxes checked right off. except for when it comes to his assistant, who doesn’t quite seem to get it. or the one in which miruko meddles with hawks’ love life on valentines day.

♡ warning(s): please read ! tooth-rotting fluff, cheesy pick-up lines, just keigo being a dorky boi! :D

♡ author’s note(s): goood evening my loves! here’s a little fluff fic for you on valentines ! it was requested a while ago by @mocha-focha​ but i figured today would be the perfect day!  i hope youu enjoy, sorry this is so last min! happy valentines day <3

♡ masterlist | requests

keigo couldn’t tell if he found it more adorable or more annoying.

your obliviousness that is.

on one had, your cluelessness to the number two’s attraction towards you was most certainly adorable. the way you grew flustered when he walked by or leaned down to your height to tease and compliment you. the way your gaze dropped shyly to your desk when he’d ask something minuscule of you. keigo knew he intimidated you; after all, who wouldn’t be in the shoes of japan’s second most beloved hero.

the winged hero had wanted you ever since he first laid his avian eyes on you, after he’d stumbled back into his agency to complete paper work for that day’s patrol. you had been unpacking boxes at the desk outside of keigo’s office, hired to be a temporary assistant while the last had quit due to said blonde ‘being too much to handle.’

keigo still remembers the way your eyes had flittered to the floor as soon as he came into view and the timid way your name had slipped from between your pretty lips when he’d asked for your name.

the blonde swears he could never get tired of the sweet taste of ‘yn’ on his tongue.

you were nice company and worked well with keigo, since you were resilient unlike his last assistant. he couldn’t fault you anywhere, not in your kind smile and precious gestures ( you always brought him a chicken sandwich when you came back from your lunch break ). you were a gem. the only ‘annoying’ thing was that you never quite understood his flirting.

sure; some of keigo’s methods like bringing you little gifts of shiny things and rocks were a little unconventional... but he couldn’t help it! he was a goddamned bird after all and it wasn’t his fault you mistook the dead rabbit on your desk as a cruel practical joke instead of a proclamation of love. and okay, maybe keigo giving you extra work so you could spend more time with him after office hours was a little over the top; but at least his pickup lines got through to you.

they were cringeworthy of course but at the very least; they made you grin even if you were a bit confused. one time you thought he had been practicing on you to test on endeavour on their patrol later that day. another story for another time.

so maybe the most annoying thing wasn’t your obliviousness to keigo’s advances but instead the reactions and teasing from his friends. just like now.

“so what’s it gonna be today keigo?” rumi asks from the winged hero’s left, her rabbit ears twitch and pick up on his light scoff— while he mentally prepares for the incoming barrage of teasing. “’are you the alphabet because i can c u and i together?’”

“no rumi, i’ve got better than that.” keigo barks out with a shift of his crimson wings, the number five smirks from beside him and keigo rolls his eyes with defeat, hating the way his wings often conveyed his underlying emotions.  the elevator they both travel in comes to a slow stop on the thirteenth floor of the hawks agency where the man himself hosts meetings in his office. the whole reason rumi was even here was to attend some dumb mission briefing the commission wanted to set them on but more than likely the bunny like hero would be here to tease keigo about his failed attempts at flirting with you. “just you wait!”

she enjoyed making his life a living hell. “i don’t know, nothing can quite beat that ‘i’m not a photographer but i can picture you and i together’ line you used last week!” rumi winks, swiftly exciting the elevator as the doors chime and open up, just narrowly avoiding the flurry of cursing and chirps from the bird-like hero.

said  blonde follows with a huff,  making a b-line for his sacred office as he sets his mind on getting the meeting done. the sooner it ends, the sooner rumi can get the hell out of his hair and stop bullying him for having a crush on his personal assistant. only, keigo is stopped in his tracks when he notices you innocently perched at your desk, tapping away at some document on your computer—  one that he probably could’ve and should’ve done himself. hawks almost hates how he catches himself blushing over how you complete such a mundane task,  the squint to your  eyes and the slight pinch to your brows in concentration ( which is adorable to him quite frankly ) make his heart flutter.

he finds himself coming to a stop just in front of your desk, causing rumi to slow up ahead and turn around to watch the chaos unfold.

your typing ceases quickly when you notice the shadow on your boss looming over you— his gold and piercing avian eyes staring right back down at you as soon as you look up. “oh! mr hawks, you’re back—!”

“yn, i seem to have lost my number, can i borrow yours?” hawks blurts out the cheesy line, almost instantly regretting it right after.

there’s a beat of silence between you both while your face morphs into one of confusion. why would he need to borrow your number when you could just locate it in the personal records you had access to? in the meantime, miruko has taken it upon herself to fill the awkward air with pockets of wheezy laughter. you blink up at your boss, once, twice, three times before reaching for your notebook with all of his important details written inside. “mr hawks, if you wanted me to read your number out loud for you again , you could have asked! i'm more than happy to!” you say your words slowly, just to make sure he understands— your boss can be a bit of an air head sometimes and it is your job to help him out.

“no—yn, no i—” keigo instantly shakes his head, the red tint of shame blaring across his cheeks in a shade that almost rivals the red of his wings. said appendages puff up and flutter with embarrassment and it doesn’t help that his fellow hero is laughing at him so hard that she’s bent over and struggling to breathe. “baby—i meant i was asking for your numb—“

you smile up at him with sweet innocent eyes that have his words dying in his throat. “i didn’t know you had a baby! congratulations mr hawks!” and then you return to typing.

keigo wants to die, physically deflating right in front of your desk where he stands.

rumi, who now seems to have recovered from her laughing fit passes by keigo with a pat to his back, he only pouts while she wipes the remainders of amused tears from her eyes before perching herself on your desk, practically leaning over you. you look up once again, feeling shy under the gaze of yet another esteemed pro hero but greet her politely with a bob of your head.

“yn, hun, can i ask you a question?” the number five asks you, warm grin helping you relax just a little.

“yes miss miruko?”

you find the woman shaking with laughter above you before she pets your hair endearingly, the gesture almost makes you pout and you have to remind yourself of where you are and who you work for. “firstly, love, you can call me rumi, i know you’re shy but i don’t bite…” you paw gently at your cheeks in oder to fight the growing heat that burns brightly under your skin, growing ever so flustered under miruko’s silky voice and knowing gaze. “secondly, hawks isn’t a father nor does he have a baby— he was addressing you, sweetheart. and finally,” rumi pauses, patting your head again as her bunny ears twitch with amusement and mischief. “how do you feel about the bird brains over there, do you like him?”

takami jolts up in his place, impossibly redder than he was before while he makes an attempt to shut rumi up with his ruffled feathers. the bunny simply catches the red feather between her hands, giving them a little tickle to distract her fellow hero , tilting her head down at you as if to ask ‘well?’ you gulp, feeling yourself become nervous as the two wait for your answer expectantly. of course you had nothing but positive feelings towards your boss; he was kind and made the time out of his busy day to talk to you— but why did they care so much as to ask you for your opinion? you were only his assistant and saying anything bad about the number two hero would surely get you fired.

hesitantly, your gaze flickers between the clearly entertained miruko and the highly embarrassed hawks— forcing you to take a deep breath before delivering your anticipated answer. “well—! he’s a great boss, i— i couldn’t ask for better, why wouldn’t i like a boss who gives me an hour and a half’s lunch break?” you sigh in relief at your answer, assuring yourself that it won’t have offended anyone but your heart rate is quick to spike when miruko squishes your cheeks and tilts your head to face your flustered boss.

“no sweetheart,” she corrects herself, pointing over at keigo who cowers into his wings. “i mean, do you like him as in... would you date him?”

you swear on all might’s life that you almost pass out from her words, mind swirling with a thousand thoughts. why would she ask that of you? sparing a glance at your boss once move, you realise what all of this is about. his hot blush, the way he avoids your stare, his flustered state to match your own. he likes you, just as you like him. rumi was only being a good wing woman, one that you were grateful for— as you’d never make a move on hawks on your own, no matter how many feelings you’d harboured for him in the time that you’d worked for him. You had been oblivious to his romantic gestures this whole time and now; the situation for you to confess had presented itself to you.

to hell with it.

“yes,” you breathe as best you can through squished cheeks, staring at keigo with eyes dreamy enough to make his heart soar. “why wouldn’t anyone? i-i mean, mr hawks is so sweet and kind to everyone he meets, fans or not! and…and he’s really pretty— i mean handsome… and his eyes—“ you cut yourself off upon realising the tangent you’ve gone on just to prove your attraction to your boss, looking away shyly and rumi let’s you go with a sweet chuckle.

but just as quickly as you look away, the softness of a little red feather tilts your focus back to him. “glad to know you think so yn,” he winks, making you giggle shyly. “i’ll pick you up tonight at seven for valentines, then.”

and who were you to say no to him.

[levisgirll]

oki it me again uWu back with another request because I really enjoyed the first one!!!💗💗 couldn't find the exact words to phrase this but what about aomine (from Kuroko no basuke) as your boyfriend in university. I look forward to what you will write!!

𝐀𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧����

text: hello again!! thank you so much for reading my posts and the fact that you like them makes me happy c: 💗💗 I'm glad you enjoyed the other request so, I hope you enjoy this! (also, aomine is my second fav in knb ^^ he's just so attractive oml-)

synopsis: aomine daki, the great basketballer player at your university is your boyfriend! how is it like to have aomine as your boyfriend though? and how does he act with you? (get ready for this-)

Once Aomine is your boyfriend, get ready cause this guy will show off and flex a lot when it comes to you. Whenever you stay and watch his practices, he flexes a lot with his back muscle and he would turn around if YOU saw that. You are just sitting there, all blushed while covering your face, "Oh god, this idiot..."

Sometimes, the basketball club would invite student for 'Learning the basics of Basketball' and the first person he wants to invite is, of course, his girlfriend. While he is waiting for her, he would just sit in the bench and lots of people go to him for help, but he would ignore everyone and say he is tired and to leave him alone. But once he sees you, y/n, entering he is all energetic and comes running to you. "Aomine, let me change wait" , "But darling, I was waiting for like 10 minutes...you have to make up for that."

Once everyone leaves and its just you two, he gets all hyped up cause he loves it when you are alone with him. He gets extra clingy towards you and keeps on hugging you and you can feel his tensed muscular body. "Sweetheart, you looked amazing today."

Okay but this guy, would fuck up and beat any guy that even showed any sort of disrespect. He is not standing there with a glare or bumping into them if someone laughs, or says something mean to you. He will go up to that person and hold them up while saying "Okay, you started this. Come here."  You have to stop him before he gets physical towards them, "Aomine! Stop!! They just said to me to move". "Yea, 'Move you', what the fuck is that? Asshole, learn some manners! Do you know who you even spoke to!"

This guy is smart, so he knows all your university spots, so don't be surprised if you see him out of nowhere. "Hey its that guy! He is always following you!" Kagami would yell out, "Fuck, you have some stalker Y/N" Kagami would say while glaring at him, he was your university best friend. "That's my b-boyfriend."

Your man will also buy you a lot of snacks, and if you say you skipped breakfast. He is dragging you to the university café and will force you to eat after he buys you food.

Oh my god, your boyfriend loves to tease you A LOT. Like there wont be a day he wont tease you. If you somehow changed up your hairstyle, he will make a huge scene. "No WAY! Sweetheart, you look so good! Wow, that's my GIRL! You all heard that??!"

Aomine makes you laugh like crazy, and there also wont be a day he wont make you laugh. He just loves it whenever he hears your beautiful laugh and small giggles, he founds it so cute and you really warm his heart whenever he hears that.

He will never forgive himself if he ever made you upset or cry. Aomine will probably think about it the whole day and he will keep spamming you "I'm sorry" multiple times. If you don't reply back, he would come to your lecture hall and he is gonna make a scene. "Y/N I SAID IM SORRY!"

You definitely boost his ego, like crazy. Whenever he feels low before a match he would call you and he just wants to hear his girlfriends voice motivating him. "Aomine, don't worry you got this! Besides, didn't you tell me the only one who can beat you...is you?" "Fuck, you are right. Darling, I'm gonna win this and I'll come and hug u after this match. Wait for 20 minutes" And he actually does it.

This guy sticks with his words, so if you tell him meet up at 2 pm. He is there at 2pm waiting for you. If he says he will do literally anything for you, he fucking will.

Once he got, really upset and emotional and he said to you during a call at midnight. "Y/N, Dont leave me like how everyone does.". You then recalled about him telling you about this past and how his old teammates left him, so you would say "I wont, I'm your girlfriend aren't I?" And he is up on his bed all hyped hearing that, "Can I see you now!" "Aomine it's 2am and I have a quiz tomorrow bye, shutting my phone love you!" But this guy wont leave you and spam you in EVERY social media. "Nice try, but I know you have discord on your laptop. Wait, I see you online I'm calling you now."

One time, he came to your huge lecture hall and he sat right next to you, and he would just turn and look at you, focusing on what you are doing, and play around with your stuff and hair. "Aomine, I am trying to focus!" You say all blushed and can't even write anything on your notebook. "Of course, cause you are focusing on me right? Sweetheart, I know, I know I am great." Now you wanna smack him.

Whenever he sees you, he gives you that hot smirk of his and it gives you butterflies. "Ha! Wow literally everything I do, you love it don't you?" . Y/N then turns to him and gives a small chuckle, "Don't get ahead of yourself, Aomine." He then goes near you and lays his arm on your shoulder, bring you closer and he would whisper to your ear "Why not? your my girl so, I want to impress you."

You both love it whenever you guys hold hands around university, this guy is really tall so you always feel so relaxed and also great when your boyfriend squeezes your hand, and walks you to your lecture. "Okay now try to focus on your lecture and not your mind all about me alright?"

He actually loves it when you cheer for him and that really boost not only his ego but rather his self-confidence. "Y/N! I'm gonna win this match for you!" He would yell out during the match and everyone is looking at you.

He would go for academic help for you sometimes and you guys meet up in the library to study. You are the reason he passed some subjects, don't get me wrong, he is intelligent but super lazy.

His wallpaper is a selfie of you both and he looks at that before every match. He sometimes pecks his phone when he finds a picture of you.

Speaking about his phone, this guy has a folder with just you, all your pictures, screenshots of chats, even screen records of your voice notes and videos. He just loves you dearly, and he gets so fucking mad if someone touches or even goes near that gallery. He protects that with all his life, your pictures are important and he is not the type of guy to show his friends your pictures, in fact he hates that! "My folder, my girl, and no one gets to see that. Go away."

Whenever he is bored or isn't doing nothing, he would open his phone, and check every social media app to see your online status. "Oh OH, I see you online darling! Answer me, wanna go out and get ice cream? Please say yes."

He is actually such a great motivator and brings your mood up whenever you feel like giving up during university. He won't allow that, like never. "What so you will just give up? Stop? After all this time, you let this one test fuck you up? Don't you dare let that bring you down, you idiot." He actually even inspires you.

Before you go for the whole day cause you had to work on your report he would say "Smile for me one last time?"

When he sees you from afar, he would yell out and say "That's my girl! Don't move, I'm coming for you!" And this guy jumps at you with his embraces and sometimes picks you up. "L-Love put me down!!"

He actually loves teasing you like that in public, he wants everyone to know that are are HIS girl and his only.

He messages you during his practices and even would skip practice to see you.

Y/N: Oh you don't have practice today?

Aomine: Nope! And besides, I am the captain so doesn't matter. (He is not the captain- its akashi but lies)

He says that and then goes on how he knows everything about basketball and the team and he keeps doing that till you can compliment him ‘Please Y/N say anything’ he would think and you know that but tease him back not saying anything.

*meanwhile in his basketball groupchat* 

Kise: aomine, WHERE THE HECK ARE YOU?!

Akashi: Probably ran off to see his girl.

Atsushi: Whatever, my chance to leave and eat outside.

Kuroko: Can I join you?

Atsushi: No.

You would treat his injuries and he would just sit there, looking at you with a smirk.

Aomine: "Oh yea, here even hurts darling!"

Y/N: "Love....you are lying aren't you?"

Aomine: "What! No!...Maybe?" 

You let out a sigh "Ah, you are an idiot...stop hurting yourself all the time." He would suddenly lift your chin up and say "You know...that I love you yea? You also better tell me everything and if you need help, just say it" He can be really soft and sweet sometimes, but he gets all cringy and shy about it and he gets up rubbing the back of his head. "I-I mean that's what a boyfriend does right?! Come on, get up I'm taking you out."

Okay, I hope you enjoy this and anyone who did! Aomine is such a dork but a sweetheart and I can see most of this happening :,) 

If anyone enjoyed reading this, please then leave a like or a reblog! It means a lot and have a great day <3

[mooniefics]

little cockwarming blurb for eren bc,, im a sucker for the thought of him getting jealous n punishing u like that (also lowkey size kink ??? mayb)

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that’s what you felt—that’s how you always felt when eren was inside of you, hips and thighs pressed flush against your ass as his hands kept you seated in his lap. you couldn’t recall a time where he’d ever left you truly unsatisfied, whether it was something brief and lazy on the mornings you slept over at his place before work, or something rough and drawn out when his roommate wasn’t home, the kind of fucking that made it difficult for you to remember your own name by the end of it. but for as amazing as he was in bed, the most giving, attentive partner you’d ever had the pleasure of calling your own, his greatest flaw was his jealousy.

you didn’t think you’d been doing anything wrong when you wandered out of his room that morning, only dressed in one of his large shirts, not bothering to put on any underwear because of how it fell long enough to keep you modest. you’d woken up alone in bed that morning to a text that he’d gone out on a quick grocery run, deciding to get yourself a cup of coffee to pep yourself up before he arrived home. though you hadn’t expected to see his roommate in the kitchen, you didn’t mind the extra company as you ran the coffee maker, making friendly conversation like you usually did.

it wasn’t often that you got to see jean, and you didn’t quite understand why eren could be so adamantly irritated at the man he shared an apartment with at certain times. he was polite, charming, a bit eclectic in his own right, but still someone you could see yourself being friends with if given the chance by your boyfriend. you had relaxed yourself, bending forward to rest your elbows on the counter and your head in your hands as you chatted, laughing at something you couldn’t quite recall when eren reentered the apartment.

you’d greeted him with your usual smile and a kiss on the cheek, leaning into him when he slid an arm around your waist to set his grocery bags on the counter.

“you should let me chat with your girlfriend more often, jaeger. she’s much nicer to be around than you are.” jean had snarked, nodding to address you directly, “you have more fun with me than you do with him, right?”

“definitely.” you replied, giggling, obviously not being serious but wanting to keep whatever joke he’d started going, “you always appreciate what i have to say, jean.”

“if you’re gonna talk like that behind my back, you can get your own fucking groceries next time.” eren muttered to his roommate across the kitchen island, the previous delight of seeing you having completed soured in a matter of seconds, hauling you along to his room and slamming the door shut before you could even get a word in.

“p-please eren— ‘m sorry— didn’t mean t-to..!” you begged, stifling a whimper as he sucked roughly at your neck, fingers squeezing at your breasts and pinching at your already too-sensitive nipples.

his shirt that he’d torn off of you as soon as he’d gotten you alone lay strewn across the floor before the bed, his jeans and belt not even entirely off of his legs before he’d pulled you down onto his cock, forcing your arms behind your back, ignoring your mewls and pleas to start moving, nails digging into your hips each time you tried to rock yourself down onto him.

“fucking slut, going out into the kitchen with no fucking underwear on,” he growled into your bruised skin, heavy breaths fanning across the wet flesh, “you think he could fuck you better than i could? is that what it is??”

“n-no, not that,” you arched into his skillful fingers, eyes screwing shut as you tried to focus on how each tug and pinch send another wave of heat rolling through your body, “nobody f-fills me up like you do..!”

he chuckled, humming against your shoulder, one large hand sliding down your torso to press down over your stomach. you shuddered, feeling how you ached at just the slight pressure of his fingers prodding your naval, feeling the bulge of his cock nestled so deeply inside you.

“no matter how many times i fuck you, you always feel so tight..” he murmured into your ear, arrogant grin evident in his voice, “you want me to fuck you, baby?” you nodded ardently. “then beg.”

swallowing the sliver of pride you clung to, you let out a small pant at his thumb rubbing tortuously slow circles over your clit, even as he still denied you any movement on his end. “p-please eren, i promise i’ll be better, i p-promise i won’t do it again—”

“louder.”

“b-but jean’s still—”

“i said louder.”

you could feel your face growing hot with impending shame, letting out muted whimpers as he returned to marking up your neck, not bothering to leave any place unscathed just for the sake of showing that you belonged to him. it wouldn’t be just jean that would hear you, but most likely any tenants in the adjacent apartments, people who’d most likely heard the two of you before.

“please eren, please let me c-cum.” you began again, louder, volume spiking when he bit at the skin just under your jaw.

“you squeeze so good around me every time you say ‘please’.” he said, rewarding you with a messy line of kisses across the fresh set of teeth prints he’d probably just left, “you’re such a good girl for me, aren’t you?”

“yes.. i’m good, i’ll be good, i p-promise!” you could already feel that winding pressure in your stomach approaching a breaking point, just from the way he was rubbing over you, the stray thought of jean being able to hear how he was praising you sending a spark of heat up your spine.

“i haven’t even fucked you and you’re already gonna cum for me.” he stifled a groan when you clenched around him, the low sound overtaken by your own heavy breaths, feeling eternally grateful that he hadn’t stopped you when you began to rock yourself back into his cock, making it press just right over that spot that always made you feel as if you were bursting at the seams.

“don’t stop, don’t stop—f-fuck, don’t stop..!”

you were approaching that familiar peak, trembling under the power of his knowing touch, nearly whining as you finally came, picking up on his own moans from how your cunt squeezed around him. he let you ride out that momentary bliss, fingers pulling away to allow you to catch your breath. you could feel yourself dripping down onto the sheets below you and across his thighs, more than ready to receive what he’d made you beg for.

“you’re so good,” he murmured, tucking a stray lock of hair behind your ear, kissing at your cheek and jaw, “turn around for me.”

you slowly stood, shivering at the sudden emptiness that you felt without him buried deep inside of you, turning to face him and straddle his thighs. his cock was visibly hard, slick with your arousal and just begging to attending to. it was hard to not whimper as you sat yourself back down on him, hands firmly grasping his shoulder for stability, moans spilling from your parted lips as he began to guiding you up and down in his lap.

“hope you don’t have anything planned for the rest of today,” he breathed between kisses, brilliantly green eyes gazing at you through dark lashes, “‘m gonna make sure you can’t walk right, you’re gonna stay right here. with me..”

ok gn i love u all ♡(｡- ω -)

[dollmoth-productions]

The obsession

⚠️TW OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STALKING POSSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STOCKHOLM SYNDROME MANIPULATION ABUSIVE BEHAVIOR AND DRUGGING DO NOT DO ANY OF THIS ITS NOT HEALTHY ⚠️

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Honestly moth just debated whether or not to go to the cafe today. They were tired, annoyed and still reeling after the news. They still didn't know who to believe so they decided to man up a little bit and get ready to go to the cafe. It has been tradition every Saturday that they would go to this little cafe in order to get their drink and favorite cookie. They got up and got  on their favorite outfit: a fishnet undershirt, a purple shirt with a small cut where the chest was supposed to be denim pants and some platforms that brought them up to 5'5. To be honest they only started dressing like this to scare off what they assumed was a stalker but then they fell in love with the fashion and continued dressing like this honestly they felt more confident and happy. Normally they wouldn't feel this confidence but they do. Just in case they grabbed a sweatshirt they know how weird the weather can be where they live so they had to take precautions.

They started walking all the way to the cafe since it was a pretty short walk only 10 minutes so might as well get some exercise in. Since it really isn't boxing season yet they had to get some exercise in. They walked along the sidewalk until they finally got to their favorite Cafe place. It was a small town where everyone knew everyone so their order was practically ready as they walked in. They smile looking around at everyone, noticing some regulars and Irregulars. Finally, recognizing someone's very cute outfit they instantly recognized her " Mika Star as I live and breathe how have you been" Mika turned around and smiled "Moth! I'm doing great what about you"

Moth smiled getting in line with Mika " better than a few months ago" Mika nodded but there is still a question that was itching her brain "... so how are your feelings about Joe right now" moth Paws for a few seconds before shrugging " I'm pretty conflicted I do really like him but I don't know who to believe I'm really good friends with Bates and he says that Joe is just like Paparazzi well Joe thinks this is creepy I'm just confused" Mika looked away and thought back to when Joe was alone with Moth he seemed….

U n s t a b l e

She quickly shook it off and went back to talking to moth, quickly changing the subject " so you dyed your hair again!" Moth smiled happy that someone noticed the new color they decided " oh yeah I was surprised that I didn't pick purple the first time since it's my favorite color but I decided to go with a simple color at first but now I decided to go with purple I might dye the ends of my hair next time"

" Maybe I can help?"

"Hell yea!"

Moth smiled before turning around feeling like someone was watching them only seeing a weird figure with a hood and sunglasses on they couldn't really tell but the person's hair seemed to be sticking out almost like it was styled in that way and the color of the hair seemed to be orange. They didn't want to think about it; they were just hoping that their stalker wasn't back. It just seemed weird after the news that they were on edge. They may be a little oblivious and on the Dixie side but they're smart to some extent.

" Hey Moth, I can take your order!"

"OK, coming dad!" They immediately walked over to their dad smiling at the fact that their dad finally got a job that he somewhat enjoyed. " okay Little Rock Star the usual caramel frappuccino with extra caramel and a shot of chocolate sauce and a chocolate chip cookie?" Moths smiled almost immediately widened " you know me too well pops"

" Little Rock Star you order the same thing every time"

They both laughed before Anton handed them their number moth sat down at their usual table and pulled out their phone and started playing some games. Mostly for them to be distracted but this time they saw someone start to walk up to them they didn't recognize this person but they might as well get ready to talk to them as this person. As they were getting closer moth noticed it was Joseph. Their faces immediately flushed up and they looked up at him as he put down his hood he smiled " bonjour can I sit here?" Moth for getting everything that had happened instantly nodded and their face immediately turned bright red as did his face but it seemed like he was covering up his mouth it seemed like he was smiling so wide his jaw would come off. There were a few moments of Silence before  moth heard their number and quickly got up shooood good get that!" They immediately did finger guns before turning around and slapping themselves in the face. They grab their coffee and their cookies and sit down by Joe, still embarrassed by the idiocy that they did. Again there was a long pause. It was a little creepy but they didn't really care. Joe kind of cleared his throat and smiled " I'm doing our project and I'm taking pictures of beautiful and unique things. I was wondering if you want to be my human part of the segment?"

Moth almost immediately turned bright red. " You think I'm beautiful and unique?"

This was almost like a dream they felt so happy that they could die  " I think that you're quite beautiful" moth smiles and immediately nodded allowing him to take a few pictures they couldn't see it at the time but it seemed like he was drooling and his stare was almost like a predator. But it seemed like their happiness was drowning out everything. Joe took a bunch of pictures he only stopped when he felt like it was necessary. He looked down going through all the photos that he took. They were all so beautiful. He looked up at his model and noticed that they were drinking something sweet. He usually got something bitter at this Cafe but they liked their coffee sweet. It seemed like he was taking a mental note of this situation. He finally stepped up from the table and smiled " thank you very much for being my model" he said before walking away smiling wide.

He took a mental note of the situation they were oblivious to that was almost too perfect although he loved them he had to admit they were bit of an idiot. He continued scanning through the photos before he got up to his door and smiled. He walked up to his room and placed camera down on a little podium before he turned around and placed something down in what seems to be a shrine of some sort; he seemed to have thousands, maybe Millions of moths. I love the things were really affordable some boxing figures that the wvba held shirts Etc but some were interesting he smiled picking up one of the many things that he took from their room it seemed to be an old shirt warm it was used you didn't care about the context of what he did he didn't care if it was considered creepy. This was true love and he knew he was always the romantic type. He just wanted little bits and pieces of them whenever they were away it physically hurt him whenever he had to see them go. He just loves them too much.

He picked up his camera again and walked over to his computer plugging in his camera and hooking it up to his printer he started printing out the pictures he was way too happy about this it was all too perfect of course they liked him who didn't he was perfect they were perfect they would be the perfect couple and no one would get in their way. And he would make sure of it; he just needed to think of a way that wasn't getting his hands dirty. But what wouldn't get his hands dirty he couldn't simply just kill them he had to get rid of them they were disgusting competition they were always fighting for their attention when it should be all on him he continued to think until he thought of an idea.

As the pictures were loading he thought to himself how could he be so dumb normally he's not like this but this idea was brilliant. No one would even suspect it's him. It was almost too perfect.

" what's more clean than a suicide!"

He truly was a genius. He needs to give himself more credit. Of course he would think of this brilliant idea who else but Joseph Blanchet. He should have  himself more credit; he was truly a smart man and he knew it. He continued to watch the photos printed before he took out one that was a very close up of mom's face. They were smiling and they were looking at him and only him. He couldn't help himself but he kissed the picture. It was almost like it was them but he wished he could have kissed them in real life. He knows how silky smooth those lips are and how sweet they must have tasted. How they would squirm beneath him, how he Towers over them. How he could simply just kill them if he wanted to.

He quickly snapped himself out of it; he could never kill them. They were too precious to perfect. He needed them to be his perfect wife who else but moth moth was too perfect for everyone else but just perfect for him.

But still the idea of hurting them excited him although he hates you admit it he liked hurting people. He was a bit of a sadist and it showed whenever he would box he would purposely be violent and that unfortunately resulted in the death of a useless boxer. He was nothing but scum to be honest he talked to moth flirted with them and he got rid of competition although this resulted in termination of a contract with the wbva he was able to sweet talk his way into keeping his locker. He was smart and he knew it he truly didn't care though everyone was useless unless they were proven to be useful.

And he will use useful people until they are useless.

He smiled, finally pinning the poster to a cork board there was a collage of pictures. It was almost perfect, the one thing it was missing.

Was them.

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Mika Star belongs to @cyrah-is-cool101

As you can tell I am obsessed with this AU