#sorry again anon! if i ever change my mind though and start taking requests i'll let it be known somewhere on my blog!! :)

[snowangeldotmp3]

Do you take requests? If so what are your boundaries?

hi anon! unfortunately, i do not take requests :( im so sorry!!

[elysia-nsimp]

Well. Saw this blog and I've grown curious about it. Saw requests are open and also you haven't writen anything for Savanaclaw and other dorms so... Yeah I'll shoot my shot. Can you do jealousy headcanons? (Mainly for Leona but Malleus,Vil and Azul too if you're okay doing multiple characters in one post). Just y'know the bois feeling someone is becoming too touchy or getting too close to their S/O (even if said S/O wouldn't change them for anyone else obviously). Okay thank you,have a lovely day <3

Hi!! I just got around to actually working on the few requests in my inbox, so thanks for your patience Anon ^^

I’m nervous about my ability to write Leona, but I’ll do my best !!!

Contents: lack of COMMUNICATION (Azul, Leona, Malleus), insecurity (Azul), possessiveness (Malleus), reader’s gender or pronouns are never mentioned.

Leona

Initially, Leona would start shutting himself off from you.

Suddenly, he’s way more distant and guarded when you’re around.

If you don’t talk to him about it first, and whoever he’s jealous of gets closer to you, that’s when he jumps back in

NOW he’s trying to prove that he’s BETTER than whoever he’s jealous of via leaning against you, buying you things, draping his clothes over you, etc etc.

He WILL NOT communicate his feelings I’m sorry, you’re gonna have to pry it out of him

Good luck 👍

Thanks @thesunshineriptide for basically doing this one for me I got. very stuck

Azul

For the most part, Azul would act unfazed by someone getting too close to you… at least, on the outside.

Inside? He’s both a mix of angry (at them, not you. Never at you.) and worried he’ll lose you.

Even if you don’t notice it, the twins certainly do.

They know him REALLY well, so they see right through that disguise.

If you don’t notice, the twins will probably hint at it until you catch on.

Either way, once you approach Azul about the situation, he seems… panicked? Like, he will deny feeling jealous for a few minutes.

When he stops denying it, it’s clear he’s holding back tears, not wanting to seem like a fool in front of you.

You assure him you love him, you wouldn’t trade him for the world, and if he’s ever feeling insecure, to please talk to you so you can assure him again.

He REALLY appreciates this, more than he can put into words.

He apologies for his silly concerns, to which you tell him that having worries isn’t silly of him. If it’s bothering him, he should be able to feel safe enough to talk about it.

If it ever happens again, Azul is gonna do his best to talk to you, rather than bottling it up.

Vil

Vil is extremely confident in how much you love him. He wouldn’t be dating you otherwise!

However, sometimes concerns still arise… like now!

He takes notices to how close you are to a friend of yours, and suddenly the worry that maybe he’s not affectionate enough with you crosses his mind.

He’s also a tad jealous that they get your affection and he doesn’t. At least, in that very moment.

It doesn’t take long before he approaches you during your down time, asking if he could tell you something.

He takes your hands in his, admitting he’s just a liiittle jealous of your friend, and asks if there’s something missing in your relationship with him.

You tell him you love him just the way he is, and he doesn’t need to change. You assure him you’re just friends with the person he saw you with, and they’re just a hugger.

He’s relieved at this and offers you a kiss, thanking you for listening to his concerns.

He WILL offer you more hugs though. Better safe than sorry!

Malleus

It is… BLATANTLY obvious when Malleus is jealous.

Not only is Lilia always chuckling under his breath whenever Malleus spots you with your affectionate friends,

But he becomes SUPER possessive over you.

You’ll be talking with your friends, then suddenly BOOM! Malleus hugging you out of nowhere.

He shows up unprompted to your dorm just to snuggle up next to you.

He’s quieter than usual, which makes it easy to conclude he’s in a bad mood.

When asked, he simply responds with “Is my love not enough?”

…Ooooohhhh he’s jealous. That makes a lot more sense.

You squish his cheeks and tell him that YES his love is enough, you just have different relationships with your peers and their affections.

He asks if he needs to be more physically affectionate with you, to which you tell him that you wouldn’t change him. It’s entirely up to him to decide that, to which he promptly decides you’re coming with him to cuddle

He’s still lowkey jealous when he sees others getting too close to you, often appearing and hugging you to remind them to not get too touchy feely with HIS Child of Man, but he trusts you a ton and believes you when you say you love him.

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Thanks again to my buddy Howl for. Basically doing Leonas for me. Lol I’ll work on studying his character more so I can better respond to requests for him. Hope you enjoy this ^^ Have a lovely day yourself Anon!!

I’m still working on formatting for my posts lol, maybe they’ll be prettier one day

[allylikethecat]

i would love if you did either 22, 24, or 30 for george and matty! (i love the ones you write all medical and angsty but i love all of them tbh)

Hello Kind Anon who sent in these fantastic and lovely Kiss Prompt Request my way in August!

I apologize profusely that it took me literal months to fulfill this request. I originally wrote a fill for this in Septemberish, then worried it was too rushed and also too dark / dealt with some stuff that was going to be *too much* for a prompt fill, then, started rewriting the dark and too much theme as a longer form fic, got nervous that I was going to get cancelled for it and abandoned the idea, AND THEN every time I came BACK to this to fill it, I kept circling back to where I had started (and maybe one day I'll finish that idea because wow it hurt so good). BUT I finally wrote something and it is not the medical angst that you requested or I intended but hopefully you're still here and will see this fill and enjoy it!! If you absolutely hate it though please let me know and I will rewrite you something new and better because I feel bad that it took so long. And on that note... I wrote about 95% of this a few days ago, then went to a NYE party last night and met an actual pilot and found out most of this is very inaccurate... I tried to change it some but alas how it would go down in real life was not dramatic enough for me so we have the TV version of oxygen masks dropping on a plane.

Thank you so much again for sending this in, and I am so sorry again for taking months to fill your request. I hope you enjoy it, and I also want to thank you so much for reading and your support! I hope you have a very happy New Year! (If anyone else wants to send prompts the Kiss Prompts list can be found here, and the ones I have already filled can be found here)

❤️Ally

WARNING: Matty and George are on a plane that experiences rapid depressurization

22. Kiss … in a rush of adrenaline & 24. Kiss … in danger & 30. Kiss ... as comfort

George woke up to a kink in his neck and Matty’s blunt nails digging painfully into his wrist, his eyes wild as the plane rocked, his empty can of coke tumbling off of his tray and rolling down the aisle. George opened his mouth to assure Matty that they had just hit a patch of turbulence, and that everything was fine, there was no need to panic when a loud bang echoed throughout the plane and the oxygen masks dropped down from the ceiling.  

George reached up, feeling eerily calm despite the roaring in his ears, the airline safety spiel he had heard hundreds of times in his life replaying in his mind as he fitted the mask over his face. Should an emergency situation occur, you need to put your own oxygen mask on first, before attempting to help those around you. He wrinkled his nose at the burning smell as he inhaled, wondering if it was from the chemical reaction creating the oxygen, or if it was from the plane itself. He looked over, and found Matty frozen in place, staring at the oxygen mask dangling in front of him like it was going to bite him, or suffocate him instead of sustaining life. 

Ladies and gentlemen please sit down and fasten your seat belts immediately. Came the flight attendant’s voice, ringing clear, yet urgently over the plane’s announcement system. George reached over and tugged Matty’s oxygen mask down towards his head, starting the chemical reaction to begin the flow of oxygen before pulling it down over his face and tightening the elastic strings. Matty was limp, letting George maneuver him like a rag doll, his eyes wide and terrified. George knew now wasn’t the time to think about it, but he couldn’t help but hysterically wonder how they would ever get Matty back on another plane after this. 

Ladies and Gentlemen, the aircraft has just suffered a decompression and the emergency oxygen system is being activated. Please remain seated, and fit your oxygen mask and breathe normally. Secure the mask by placing the elastic over the back of your head. You must fit your own mask before assisting others. Any smell of burning is normal following the activation of the chemical oxygen generators. Do not remove the mask until advised by a crewmember.

He glanced back at Ross and Adam sitting a few rows back, oxygen masks fitted over their own faces, holding onto their armrests as they looked around frantically. George uncurled Matty’s fingers from his wrist, so he could hold his hand properly, giving it a squeeze, trying to show Matty that he was here, that it was going to be okay even as the plane dipped and George’s stomach swooped, his ears popping painfully as they descended rapidly. 

Ladies and Gentlemen, the aircraft has just suffered a decompression and the emergency oxygen system is being activated. Please remain seated, and fit your oxygen mask and breathe normally. Secure the mask by placing the elastic over the back of your head. You must fit your own mask before assisting others. Any smell of burning is normal following the activation of the chemical oxygen generators. Do not remove the mask until advised by a crewmember.

“Breathe babe,” said George, hoping Matty could hear him over the roaring in his ears, “you need to breathe,” he repeated, Matty’s chest rising and falling erratically as he silently panicked, tears pooling in the corners of his wide unseeing eyes. 

The plane lurched again and Matty’s grip tightened on George’s hand, his knuckles turning white from the force of his grip, causing George’s fingers to start to go numb. 

Ladies and Gentlemen, the aircraft has just suffered a decompression and the emergency oxygen system is being activated. Please remain seated, and fit your oxygen mask and breathe normally. Secure the mask by placing the elastic over the back of your head. You must fit your own mask before assisting others. Any smell of burning is normal following the activation of the chemical oxygen generators. Do not remove the mask until advised by a crewmember.

“It’s going to be alright,” George said, he was unsure if he was trying to reassure Matty or himself. The plane rocked again, and he looked up, craning his neck to try and get a peek at the flight attendants, trying desperately to get a read on the situation, trying to get more information. Matty let out a strangled gasp, his nails biting into the delicate skin of George’s hand, tears falling, pooling around the orange plastic of the mask as he looked over at George, silently pleading for salvation. 

Ladies and Gentlemen, the aircraft has just suffered a decompression and the emergency oxygen system is being activated. Please remain seated, and fit your oxygen mask and breathe normally. Secure the mask by placing the elastic over the back of your head. You must fit your own mask before assisting others. Any smell of burning is normal following the activation of the chemical oxygen generators. Do not remove the mask until advised by a crewmember.

“It’s going to be alright,” George said again. He stupidly and impulsively, aided by the adrenaline coursing through his veins, pulled his mask down to press a quick kiss to the side of Matty’s head, his lips brushing against his temple despite the apparent danger they were in before quickly refitting his own mask.

Ladies and Gentlemen, the aircraft has just suffered a decompression and the emergency oxygen system is being activated. Please remain seated, and fit your oxygen mask and breathe normally. Secure the mask by placing the elastic over the back of your head. You must fit your own mask before assisting others. Any smell of burning is normal following the activation of the chemical oxygen generators. Do not remove the mask until advised by a crewmember.

Matty made a soft hiccuping sound, and turned his head, burying his face in the junction of George’s arm and shoulder, his own shoulders shaking as he tried and failed to steady his breathing. His oxygen bag wasn’t inflated the same way George’s was due to Matty’s frantic breaths. Matty didn’t like flying on a good day, sitting bolt upright on the plane, clinging to either the armrest or George’s hand during take off and landing, and during even the most minor patches of choppy air. Matty was clean now, healthy, and George hated to admit it, but it had been easier to fly with Matty when he was using. He’d take enough Xanax to kill a horse and sleep the entire flight, moving like a zombie through the terminal when now he moved like a prey animal ready to bolt for the exit at a moment’s notice. 

Ladies and Gentlemen, the aircraft has just suffered a decompression and the emergency oxygen system is being activated. Please remain seated, and fit your oxygen mask and breathe normally. Secure the mask by placing the elastic over the back of your— 

“We have reached our new cruising altitude of 8,000 feet, it is now safe to remove your oxygen mask,” came the voice of the flight attendant that had spoken before, cutting off the mechanically instructed spiel that had continued to repeat as  they made their rapid descent. George looked around, as the plane shuddered again, but everyone began removing their masks. George hesitated for a moment before removing his as well, remembering suddenly that he had read once that the chemical reaction that created the oxygen in the masks only lasted for a few minutes. 

“We apologize for the inconvenience,” the flight attendant said, explaining how they would be rerouting to land in Charlotte, North Carolina instead of Atlanta, Georgia as planned. George didn’t even care about the logistical nightmare that was going to cause during festival season, he didn’t care about much of anything except helping Matty take off his oxygen mask and crushing their lips together, a chaste, comforting press as Matty trembled beneath George’s fingers. 

“We’re okay,” George soothed, “we’re okay, it’s okay.” 

“I’m never flying again,” Matty rasped, his voice shaking his eyes still wide. George just chuckled nervously, the excess adrenaline still beating through his chest as he pressed another kiss to Matty’s lips, before tugging him as close as he could while wearing their seatbelts, pressing his head against his chest. 

“We’re okay.”

[seeingivy]

hii!

im sorry for bothering you and i hope this is not offending, but i was just wondering when will you release labor of love? i miss satoru soo much and that series really hooked me up and i miss it too. i hope ur doing fine and im not trying to force you to write it, im just wondering. luv ya<3

hi anon! thank you for asking in such a respectful way, I truly really appreciate it. for interest of transparency, I most likely will not be continuing labor of love.

there's a few reasons, that i'll briefly address because I feel like I owe it to the people that were genuinely excited to read and support the story but also as a way to kind of assert my boundaries with my stories moving forward. none of this applies to you anon, but more to other people, because you really are one of like five people who have respectfully interacted with me about this story. i'll just use your ask as my way to address it, kind of a one and done if you will.

one thing I kind of love to do with my stories is like an insane amount of fan service. the last few chapters of my fic roommates that I wrote were just me trying to include all the little things people wanted - things that people had mentioned to me like I want him to kiss the scars, I want this taylor song mentioned, etc. etc. because I knew it would make people happy to read it and I loved the ideas.

that being said, the feedback I received about labor of love kind of turned me off from the story all together. I had multiple people asking me not to include angst (which was a major part of that story in particular), asking me to make them kiss early on (which I did even though that wasn't in my plan), then other people getting mad at me for rushing it (are we seeing a pattern) - it just kind of got to a point where I would go to write the chapter of the story and in the back of my mind get so frustrated/sad with it because I knew I would get a barrage of comments that would make me feel horrible.

and I know that criticism is normal and that this is a me problem and im the one who needs to fix myself, but really I started writing these stories as a way for me to kind of escape and enjoy myself from the normal stressors of life. as a raging people pleaser, my stories are the one place where I get to have control and see things work out the way I wanted. I don't want to take that away from my writing because some part of getting to control things the way I do is so healing for me personally, after things I've been through, and I don't want to be controlled into doing something I don't want ever again.

all in all, I kind of just lost all my drive for writing labor of love. i do want to write gojo fics in the future, and hope that people will be more receptive to it, and i do still write for gojo. another thing is a lot of anons just usually send me messages like right after I post something eren related usually that "omg you don't write for gojo anymore" or "I post too much about eren" which kind of just makes me guilty writing on here. it kind of got to a point where I fully had fics ready but I literally had to wait until I posted a gojo fic in the middle just so I wouldn't get comments like that.

in general, just be kinder to the writers on this app - me and others - because it can genuinely be discouraging and offputting to feel this way in the place I intended as a safe space for myself. and please don't take this as a message to not send me requests or ideas for stories that i'm writing, because I do really love them. just don't ask me to change the entire plot of my story or to delete a chapter I literally just posted because you didn't like it.

[oneshotsandheadcanons]

Second Chance, Maybe? - Bernard the Elf

Request; Can you please make a part 3 to “Jealousy”? Maybe where Bernard shows that he truly is sorry for what he did and Y/n starts to think about dating him again, but doesn’t tell him that they are thinking about it. Y/n could also get mad at themself for it? You don’t have to do any of this, I would just like a part 3, but you don’t have to, no pressure! :) <3

Requested by Anon

Summary; Y/N has been watching Bernard since she turned him down. He really did seem to be trying to make amends. In fact, she was good friends with him and Chloe again. She can feel her feelings change, but does he deserve it?

Ever since I'd told Bernard no, he really seemed to start putting his best foot forward. He was currently still Head Elf, but soon to step down.

He was making sure that whoever took over him started off in a good place, whoever it may be. It had been three years since I'd said no, but we had been able to become friends again, even Chloe.

One of mine and Chloe's favourite pastimes, in fact, was taking our break whilst Bernard worked and just annoying him profusely. Kind of like now.

Bernard was putting up some decorations outside our newest hot cocoa shop, as me and Chloe sat on a table, watching him/

"A little crooked Bernard." I called, as he hung some lights. He sighed, and went to straighten them out.

"No, no. Your hat. She meant your hat." Chloe added on, as we both giggled. He sighed, turning to face us.

"You know, you could both help me. It would be a lot quicker."

"But...our break." We both shot him our best pouty face, before he rolled his eyes and turned back to his work. I did notice his little smile though, I knew he wasn't annoyed with us.

As I was watching him, I thought about how he would be stepping down soon, and how much he had done to set up the next Head Elf in a good position. He really does work hard, and he's so kind, so funny, so...

"Hey, Earth to Y/N." Chloe giggled, as I jumped back to reality.

"Oh, sorry."

Chloe followed where my gaze had been, whilst I was lost in my thoughts and smirked. "Oh, go for it. I'm over it, I've moved on."

I looked at her confused. Yes, she had moved on, with Corbin, but what does she mean about me? She must have seen my confused glance, before continuing.

"Ask him out again, it's obvious you still like him."

She was right, he was never far from my mind.

"I don't know if I can Chlo, what if he does it again?" I asked her. "I don't think I can handle being broken like that again. And we're all friends again, what if it ruins that?"

"Doesn't everyone deserve a second chance?" She asked, sipping her cocoa. Before I could answer, Bernard came over to us, putting an end to the discussion.

"Hey guys, we still on for hanging out later? Corbin's coming too, right?"

Shoot, I forgot we arranged that. "Oh shoot, I just realised me and Corbin have something else on tonight. But you two could still hang."

She shot me a quick grin, Chloe clearly thought she was super sneaky. Bernard was looking at me, waiting for an answer.

"Oh, yeah, uh, sounds good." I smiled. He returned my smile, before running off again.

"You have the subtlety of an Elfhammer Chlo."

"Look, he's changed. He's not that guy anymore. Watch him today, before you guys hang out. You can make your decision then okay."

I sighed, knowing Chloe wouldn't give in. "Fine, fine."

I did as she said, and watched him the rest of the day. He noticed a few times, and I had to make up some dumb excuses, just to keep him out of the loop. I didn't want to give him hope, just in case.

We'd been hanging out a while, and he truly had changed, maybe it was worth it. Was Chloe right, did he deserve this second chance? But wait, I don't even know if he still wants one. I could look like an idiot if I mention it.

I'll keep quiet, no need to make a fool of myself.

"So, Y/N." He said, pulling me away from my thoughts. "How was your daily fun of torturing me? Though, I did notice it was less today."

He smirked as he said this, I knew he enjoyed it.

"As much fun as every other day."

He laughed at my response. "Well, at least you're consistent."

We were both quiet for a while, it gave me chance to decide to stay quiet. I couldn't risk ruining this.

It was Bernard who spoke first. "Y/N, you know all those years ago, when I asked for a second chance?"

I nodded.

"Well, I've changed a lot since then. I know what I did to you and Chloe was wrong, and I can never apologise enough for that. I can promise you it will never ever happen again Y/N. I can't keep just being friends with you. It's hard, when I love you this much. Please, one more chance."

For a minute, I was too stunned to speak. That was unexpected. Bernard looked disappointed that I hadn't said a word.

"Bernard, if, and I mean IF I give you this chance. I need you to promise, elf promise, it will not happen. I can't go through that again. It hurt a lot."

"I promise Y/M, I really do. I'd never do that to you again." His face showed how hopeful he was, but I really did have to mess with him one last time.

"We'll see." I shrugged, walking off. "How much of a gentleelf are you?"

He quickly followed me, stating he was a perfect gentleelf he was, and he was going to prove it. I did make him spend the next fifteen minutes, acting like this before I decided to put him out of his misery.

We were sat next to each other on a bench. "Hey Bernard?"

As he turned to face me, I kissed him. He froze for a second before kissing back.

"So, second chance?"

"One last chance." I corrected.

[nose-bandaid]

a hug per dollar

hello! it's me, the platonic anon from before... may i request a non-romantic, changgu & gender-neutral reader, coffee/study date? and maybe you could work in a reassuring hug 🥺 thank you so much 💛

Yeo One (Changgu) x (gender neutral) Reader | Platonic fluff + comfort?! | 1.8k words

synopsis: overworking can sometimes be an easy, but terrible habit to fall into, but luckily, changgu is there to drag you out when you do.

a/n: lol i think i projected this to have 1.2k but it ended up with 1.8 but i am not complaining !!!! to my dear platonic anon, sorry this took so long ksdhfkdsj i hope you enjoy it !! i may or may not have done an uno reverse on stud.hui.o fanatic because now it is the reader who's overworking BAM 💛

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"Don't you think we've been here for long enough?"

Your hand stopped writing the flurry of notes and you looked at your friend, who peered back at you over his laptop. "Changgu, it's literally only been..."

You flipped your phone over to look at the time on its display and faltered when you realized just how late into the day it was. "I guess we have been here for a while."

"Which is exactly why I think we should—"

"But I'm not ready to leave yet!" You snapped back, immediately backing off when you realized how harsh your voice was.

"You didn't get much sleep last night, did you?" He pressed on and you buried your face back into the piles of work laid in front of you.

"We don't talk about that either."

He let you be and the two of you went back to working in silence for the next while until Changgu eventually got up from his seat. Your eyes followed him as he stretched and let out a sigh. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom."

"Okay." You replied, and returned to your work.

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Not long after, a juice box slid into your view and you looked up at Changgu who returned after his bathroom break that took much longer than a usual bathroom break would've taken. You quirked an eyebrow in his direction.

"You got juice from the bathroom?"

He laughed and you took note of the other juice box in his hand — the exact same flavour as yours. "Of course I did. They added vending machines in the bathroom recently, didn't you know that?"

You decided to play along. "Is that so? No, I didn't know that. But do enlighten me as to why you would ever trust a vending machine located in the bathroom."

He laughed at your small jest. "Nah, I just went on an adventure to grab us some fuel." He dropped back into his seat and let out a relieved hum as he stared at his laptop. "After finishing that stupid essay I think I deserved the treat."

"You know, if you're done working you can always head back first. I'm fine on my own."

He shook his head adamantly at your offer. "This is our study session, you know? It's a we thing," he emphasized that with a point to the table. "So I'm not leaving until you're also done."

You sent him a small smile in appreciation and returned to your textbook, taking a small sip from the juice box as you did. It was refreshing and in the back of your mind, you wondered how he knew this was your favourite flavour. You didn't recall ever telling him.

"Though I think you've done more than enough work for today."

You didn't miss the next thing he muttered quietly.

"Look, Changgu, I'll just finish this chapter and we can call it today, okay?" You desperately held up a finger to assist in your pleading.

"One chapter and one chapter only." He reluctantly gave in, deciding to get a head start on another assignment in the meanwhile. Once again, you settled back into a comfortable silence, listening to the distant voices of others in the library.

You ended up finishing that chapter quicker than you initially thought you would and it flared up a new flame of determination within you. You could cram in a few more chapters then, right? You'll get them done in no time, especially with the flow you had now.

Agreeing with yourself, you got started right away.

You're pretty sure Changgu noticed when you flipped the page again.

And again.

And again.

Surely he's noticed the way you're slouched over a bit more now, the way your eyes were drooping and your gaze became unfocused. The way you've hardly touched the bag of snacks since he opened it. But you kept on going. Your determination knew no limits and you kept on going despite all the rational part of you that screamed at you to stop.

...Now, where did you leave off before you started daydreaming?

Right, at the end of this paragraph. You returned to staring at the mundane words in the textbook. You swore you were almost finished with this page but you also told yourself that what felt like hours ago. No matter how many times you read the same sentence over and over again, the words never seemed to stick in your mind. Your hand couldn't figure out what to write and what to leave out. All of it seemed important and you cursed the way your next exam weighed so much and yet gave you such vague preparation instructions. If only you had started studying earlier... but wasn't one week enough? Maybe you just weren't fit for this? Probably, because —

Changgu placed his hand onto yours. He gently pulled the pen out of your grasp and gestured for you to look at him.

"Let's take a break, you have no say in it. Seeing you like this makes me exhausted, I can't take this anymore."

No matter how many times you've drilled into your mind that it was absolutely not okay to take a break, the moment you heard the words from someone else, your composure crumbled.

You let out a deep sigh and let your weight rest on the table. "Yeah let's."

Changgu helped you pack your work away after cleaning up his own and waited until you were fully ready. When you slid the chair back to its former home, he held out a hand for you to take and you happily took a place by his side.

"Are you going to take me on another adventure?" You playfully asked, already feeling a little better now that your work was tucked away.

He shrugged. "Honestly, I had no clue where I was going to take you 'cause I didn't think you'd actually stop studying. But sure! Let's make this an adventure."

Stepping outside, you realized how much nicer it was to have a change of scenery. It was already late afternoon, the sun shining brightly above, engulfing you in a pleasant kind of warmth.

You sighed inwardly, this would've been more relaxing if your mind would just stop drifting back to all the work you still to be done. Hadn't you done enough? You worked so hard for the past who-knows-how-many-hours and yet it only left you unsatisfied and even more stressed.

Maybe it just wasn't enough.

A gentle bop on your head brought you out of your thoughts and you stared at Changgu, his hand still raised from bonking your bad thoughts away.

"Stop thinking so much." He crossed his arms and looked at you pointedly.

"Huh?"

Squinting his eyes, his face leaned into yours, getting closer and closer, and you found yourself edging away from the intrusion. Just as quickly as it started, he suddenly disappeared, straightening his back again and letting out a huff.

"Just as I thought."

"What?" You asked again, still lost.

"You're thinking bad things about yourself again! Stop that."

"How did you know?"

He playfully punched your shoulder at that. "I'm your best friend, you think I wouldn't notice these things? You always have this expression on your face when you're beating yourself up. Looks kinda stupid."

Your mouth gaped at his remark. "Hey!'

"I'm kidding, you never look stupid," he smiled and continued. "But what is stupid is you thinking that you're not good enough because you can't keep up with everything that's going on. Can you really blame yourself if some uncontrollable force decided to dump an unreasonable amount of work on you all at once? You're doing your best, which is one, really paying off because I swear you've covered like a billion chapters today. And two, is extremely cool — I heard the group studying behind us gush about how hard you were working and guess what?"

"...What?" You asked hesitantly, still trying to recover from your friend's spiel.

Changgu grabbed your shoulders to keep your attention. "I also think you're really really cool!!" He announced loudly, capturing the attention of a mother and her daughter nearby. They walked away after the initial surprise.

Your lip trembled, not even having it within you to be embarrassed by his public confession. Instead, you were overwhelmed by his kindness. "Changgu..."

He pulled you into a hug and you basked in his presence. The faint smell of fresh laundry lingered on his hoodie and you melted into his comfort. "You're doing great, and you'd be doing even better if you let yourself breathe for a moment. As overwhelming as it may feel, the only thing that's going to bring you down is yourself if you keep on going at this rate — not your work." He gently scolded before he pulled away and cupped your face, eyes boring into yours.

"Got that?"

You nodded hesitantly. "Yes."

"I don't know... that wasn't really convincing..."

You laughed lightly and pushed his hands away from you. "I got it, I got it, Changu. Thank you so much." You found yourself much more relaxed after your talk. "From studying with me to buying me snacks and comforting me... aargh, I appreciate it."

Changgu simply gave you a bright smile. "Anything for you."

That was all he said, but those 3 words were enough to express just how much you meant to each other.

"Besides, I don't think of it as a chore, any time spent with you is great."

You pouted. "You're too good for me, seriously. How can I make it up to you?"

In all honesty, you expected him to dismiss the question, but instead, Changgu's eyes wandered off as he placed a finger on his chin. "Well, I did notice that my favourite drink is on sale when I passed by that cafe on the way here..."

You sent him an amused look. "The juice wasn't enough?"

"Are you telling me to pass on a sale that takes a whole dollar off?"

Once again, you found yourself playing along with his act and your eyes widened. "Oh geez, you're right, we can't miss out on that." Pushing Changgu from behind, you ushered him forward. "Let's get moving! We spent so much time in the library the shop's going to close by the time we get there."

Changgu chuckled as you caught up and fell into step with his movements. "I'm glad to see that you're back to normal."

"And I'm glad we get to save a buck on overpriced drinks. Thanks for everything, Changgu." You swiftly replied and he sent a smile your way.

"Anytime."

[toukenra]

Hi hi! This was the anon that sent the marriage request, and oh no problem at all! I'll just change my request. Thanks for making the effort to answer this by the way, its much appreciated! ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ So um... it was my birthday two days ago, and I would just like to ask for fluff HCs involving PostKiwame!Fudou, PostKiwame!Gotou, PostKiwame!Shinano, PostKiwame!Yagen and Kashuu confessing to fem!saniwa on their birthday, and in front of the other swords if I might add (￣▽￣)ノ thank you!

Ah it’s no Problem i felt really bad to decline so I’m glad you send in something else! And belated HAPPY BIRTHDAY btw, I hope you’ll consider this answer a birthday present from meﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

And afdhdjadbjkkl Post Kiwame!Shinano and Yagen will be the death of me I never thought they could get any more precious oh boy I was wrong this is a really cute request thank you for sending this in I had so much fun answering this ! o(*^▽^*)o

I’m sorry if this took a while to answer, my clumsy ass somehow managed to dislocate my right shoulder yesterday I still don’t know how my arm is even able to move right now haha

Shinano

let it be known that he wasn’t very subtle with his crush on you

i mean he was already clingy before but now he demanded every single second of your time

not that you ever minded because he was so damn cute who could resist this sweet boy

‘I never get tired of your face Taishō ’

‘Taisho you look so cute..no, i mean pretty..no  beautiful today! Yes, beautiful’

but somehow he never managed to get his point across because you were always surrounded by Hasebe and his hawk eyes staring him down

huh scary scary

so when your birthday arrived and it was his turn to gratulate you he just blurts out all his feelings

‘Even though I know you treasure me a lot I can’t help but wish for to return my feelings. Will you please go out with me?’

his cheeks matching the colour of his hair he then gives you a chaste kiss on your lips

and look at those big puppy eyes if you can say no to him then i don’t know what’s wrong with you

(ofc you said yes)

a lot of ‘wohooo’s’ and ‘yahooo’s’ are coming from his brothers in the background ＼＼\٩(๑•̀ㅂ•́)و//／／

Yagen

ok so this precious Tantou denies having a crush at first

tries to tell himself that he just respects you a lot so it’s natural that he wants to be near you all the time

‘Deny till I die’ becomes his new life motto

probably vows to take his feelings to his grave

but when one day even smol innocent Gokotai asks his Yagen-nii-san why he has been watching out for you from behind a tree everyday there’s no use in denying it anymore

asks Honebami for some advice because Ichigo is too busy but makes him promise to not tell anyone else because he knows his other brothers would never let him live if they knew

when your birthday draws nearer he considers this his chance

even though he has mentally steeled himself somehow he finds himself fidgeting for the right words the moment you smile at him oh so innocently

zzzzzzt his neurons nearly burn out from overthinking

‘Is something wrong, Yagen? You always take great care of me, you can relax for today and just enjoy the night with me’

screw his pride

formally grabs your hand and confesses very outright

‘Taisho, I recently remarked that my feelings for you run much deeper than simple respect and admiration. Please accept them and go out with me.’

who are you to say no to him right?

his lips are too busy kissing you to hear his brothers yodeling in the back *wink wink* ;)

i’m very weak for Yagen ok pls forgive me

Kashuu

poor angel is completely overwhelmed when he realizes he’s in love with you

like stressed, depressed but still well dressed

doesn’t tell anyone about his feelings because if he told Yasusada then the chance of it sickering through to you was very high considering how honest and straightforward Yams is

whenever you praise him his face always goes so beet- red you once worried that he might have caught something serious

but also you think it’s cute how embarassed he gets around you so you compliment him even more

how evil of you ;)

was stressing for ages how he should get his feelings across without making a fool of himself when he realizes your birthday is close

decides to tell you there and if you reject him…well, he could still go and kill himself

asks Shokudaikiri to teach him how to make the most extravagant and elegant cake just for you

his face is flushed the prettiest shade of red when he hands you the cake spelling ’I know I’m hard to handle but I love you more than anything’

mental game over when you happily accepted his confession but hoo when he kissed you he went all overdramatic some of the younger swords nearly threw up

meanwhile Yasusada and Horikawa are absolutely flabbergasted

wHat in tHE wOrld??? why didn’t he tell them? because you’re oblivious as hell sweet children

Gotou

ok so this sweet boy is very proud of being the tallest among the tantous albeit a tad insecure about not having real battle anecdotes like others

but after Kiwame he resolves for himself that it’s more than enough to be your personal protector sword

starts clinging to your side all the time, claiming he must keep you safe or that he can entertain you if you ever feel bored

just to protect you of course

honestly, it probably takes him decades and gazillion hints from his brothers to even realize that he’s having a major crush on you

‘I’m not in love with her! All I want is to protect her!’

‘Gotou, we all want to protect our master but none of us ever asked her to go on a road trip just with her alone.. Just ask her out already.’

like hell he will

decides to confess to you after your birthday party which is coming soon

but then your birthday arrives and although he is very happy for you he’s so damn impatient and has a very hard time waiting till the celebration ends

and then Sengo even has the audacity to start stripping in front of you

oh no you didn’t

so he just. walks forwards and sends Sengo flying before planting a passionate kiss on your lips that leaves no room for any misunderstandings

probably wants to run away but you just grab him by his collar and kiss him back

way to go sweetheart ;)

Fudou

ok so he had always admired you because not even once did you ever judge him for his drunk excesses or just gave up on him

instead you were so kind and understanding and always hugged him whenever he bluntly told you that he was just a useless sword and didn’t deserve your trust

so imagine his surprise when he came back from Kiwame only to have you flying in his arms, tears of joy streaming down your beautiful face and a chorus of ‘welcome back’s’ mumbled against his neck

his face reaches a whole new level of embarassment when you teasingly ask him who he was because you didn’t recognize him anymore

do you see that tiny smile on his face when he sees your proud face and realizes that you trusted and believed in him all this time?

yeah, that’s the moment he utterly falls in love with you

if he wasn’t in love before cough cough

initially thinks that he doesn’t deserve to be with a woman like you 

at least not until he completely stops drinking just to escape his fears

no jokes, he stresses so much about his feelings for you and when to confess to you and where and how you will react 

he almost grabs a bottle again

ofc he doesn’t

acts normally in front of you but then your birthday arrives and he finally allows himself a little bit of sake when you ask him to drink a little with you

but since his body isn’t used to heavy drinking anymore just some sips make him forget about his resolution to wait for the right time because why are you smiling so sweetly at him like that nonononono this is killing him ok

his heart is so full of you so he just sways forward and kisses you

well technically he only manages to kiss the corner of your lips but it still counts right?

confesses to you properly right after both of you start laughing 

*insert picture of a yard full with swords and their jaws dropped to the floor *

- Mod Pancake🥞

[alphaabucky]

Why her...? - Bruce Wayne x Batmom!Reader

Anon - I have a request. Bare with me this is my first time asking a request.. Batman x Reader. Can you make it sad and have us in tears?? Don't really care what you write about just make it sad. Please and thank you.

So this consists of a lot of flashbacks, so flashbacks will be in italics, lyrics will be in bold and now time is normal. hopefully this isn't confusing. I don't know if this is capable of making anyone cry but please give feedback if I should do more like this! :)

Song this is based off of is old but its the best one that fits well I think - SONG

Warnings - Death, Cancer victim, crying, flashbacks, sadness.

Word Count - 2K

"I'm sorry, but I have to go" Tears fell from your eyes as you looked up at Bruce, his eyebrows were furrowed, clearly concentrating on not letting tears fall from his own. You reached your hand up and cupped his face making him look at you. "I'm sorry… I love you… but I have to go, you have to forget me" More and more tears began to fall. "I am never going to forget you…" was all he said, wiping away your tears with his thumb. “You have to, for yourself and for the little gremlins that we call our children." You tried cracking a joke, but Bruce wasn’t having it, his facial expression not changing from upset and maybe even angry. Silence took over the two of you before Bruce leaned in, placing a tender kiss on your lips. "Please don’t go… don’t leave us…" Bruce whispered against your lips, finally letting the tears fall from his eyes. "I'm sorry" You hiccupped, letting out a long breath in hope of calming your heartbeat down but failing miserably. "Y/N please…" Bruce whispered, watching you fading away from him. 

The last thing the both of you say to each other…. “I love you”.

I drove by all the places we used to hang out getting wasted,

I thought about our last kiss how it felt and the way you tasted,

and even though your friends tell me your doing fine,

are you somewhere feeling lonely even though he's right beside you,

when he says those words that hurt you,

do you read the ones I wrote you,

sometimes I start to wonder was it just a lie,

if what we had was real,

how could you be fine?

Cause I'm not fine at all..... It was now late at night, Bruce perched onto the gargoyle that he first saw you walking down the streets of Gotham alone. “Father?” Damian spoke up, grappling towards him and then taking a seat beside him. “Mother will be back soon” He said, staring up at his brooding father as he stared at the lamp post which was still dented by the man he ripped away from you that night when he tried to mug you; “wont she?” Damien continued, concerned from his father’s silence.  

“Go back home Damian, spend some time with your brothers-“ “They’re not my brothers. Todd is an insufferable human being, Grayson is highly irritable and Drake is generally a huge pain in-“ “Spend some time with them. You never know when the moments with your most loved ones are the last. You’ll regret not spending time with them, taking care of them, laughing with them…” Bruce trailed off, noticing a woman walking buy who looked quite similar to you, but instead of walking alone, she was with a man who had his arm wrapped around her; the sight bringing a tear to Bruce’s eye.

“Will you be home soon after I leave you here?” Damian asked, standing up and taking out his grappling hook. Bruce gave a slight nod, Damian returning the gesture before grappling away back to the manor.

 "Where's papa bat, demon spawn?” Jason smirked at Damian as he returned from patrol without him. “I believe father will not get over Mother for a while, he is still sat on the gargoyle he first saw mother at.” Damien rolled his eyes at Todd “he also told me to spend time with all of you, despite hating each and every one of you with a passion I will do as he wishes. Where are the others?” He asked, pulling off his mask. “Tim bet that Dick couldn’t watch a horror film without heaving” Jason shrugged, making his way back to the cinema room where Tim and Dick were at “How’s he doing?” Damien asked taking a seat beside Tim “he cracked almost 4 times, still waiting for it.” He answered and the other two boys groaned.

 Meanwhile Bruce still sat at the gargoyle, could he have done something? What did he do to deserve the one of the only things that made him happy being ripped away from him? He felt like his heart had been ripped from his chest; but he didn’t want it back. "I hope you’re okay… I’ll always love you Y/N.” He spoke looking up to the sky before making his way back to Wayne manor.

I remember the day you told me you were leaving,

I remember the make up running down your face,

And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them,

Like every single wish we ever made,

I wish that I could wake up with amnesia,

And forget about the stupid little things,

Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you,

And the memories that never can escape,

Cause I'm not fine at all...

‘I love you…’

Bruce could still hear your voice say those words, your voice so full of hope, it was music to his ears; “I love you too…”.

“I must warn you my sons are a handful.” Bruce smiled, gripping your hand a little tighter. “I’ve always wanted a family. And if I get to have one without the pain of childbirth then that is a major bonus.” You giggled, earning a chuckle from Bruce before he opened the doors to the manor. “Welcome to your future home.” He smiled, opening the large door to reveal Alfred along with Dick, Jason, Tim and Damien stood in a line wearing something smart rather than their amour get-up.

“Welcome home Master Bruce, Miss Y/L/N.” Alfred smiles, along with the boys smiling before Damien coughs, gaining everyone’s attention.

“So, this is our new mother?”

Bruce laid on his bed, staring at the ceiling, longing to feel your warmth cuddle up to his side. "I wish that could wake up with amnesia... " He said to himself, tears freely falling from his eyes. "I wish I could see your beautiful face in the morning… Just, one last time..." He whispered, closing his eyes in order to try and stop crying. "Stop crying Bruce" He said to himself, sitting up and looking out of the window beside him.

"All these memories I try to forget, they can't escape from my mind...” He sighs, falling back into his original position and closing his eyes.

"I'm not fine at all…”

The pictures that you sent me there still living in my phone,

I'll admit I like to see them whenever I feel alone,

And now my friends keeps asking why I'm not around,

It hurts to know your happy and it hurts that you've moved on,

It's hard to hear your name when I havnt seen you in so long,

It's like we never happened was it just a lie?

If what we had was real,

How could you be fine?

Cause I'm not fine at all...

 Wherever Bruce looked he saw your face, your pictures still hung up on the walls; family pictures, he smiled at some, especially the ones where Damien and Jason were mid argument on who would stand next to you, but Tim and Dick ended up being on either side of you smiling. Your wedding pictures were the ones that hurt his heart most, you were both so happy, everyone was so happy; but good things always come to an end.

"Bruce when will you be coming back out on patrol with us? Or just out in general?” Dick asked, coming up beside him and looking at the wall which Bruce’s eyes never left off. "I still need some time, Dick.” Bruce said back to him as he turned the opposite direction and walked away. 

"It hurts so much… But I’m glad you’re happy now, in a better place." Bruce spoke to himself, sitting at a park bench; he needed time, away from things that reminded him of you. Even the boys reminded him of you, yours and Jason’s eye colour were similar, yours and Dick’s shared love for breakfast made by Alfred, the necklace Damian never fails to wear every day that you gave him before you left, and Tim and you had similar personalities; Bruce couldn’t get you out of his head.

He saw a woman walking to him, a shy, timid smile plastered on her face. “Hello.” She greeted, staring at the seat beside him, probably waiting for him to invite her to join him on the bench. “Hello.” He nodded to her, but then turning away almost instantly as he stared at the children playing on the swings, it reminded him of when you and Bruce sat on that exact bench and watched the boys play – not matter their age, they still acted like children. “With all due respect, I would like to be alone.” He spoke up, looking back to the woman who still stood beside him. “Please.” He sighed, and she nodded, turning and walking away silently back to her married couple friends.

“You need to move on Bruce…” He scolded himself, playing with his wedding ring as he sat there.

"It's like we never happened Y/N, you disappeared like a stone in the ocean, I don’t think ill ever love someone else as much as I loved you…” he whispers, kissing his wedding ring as if it would send a message to you. “I’m all alone, dying slowly inside…” another tear fell from his eye, he wiped it away swiftly before getting up from the bench and leaving, sending an apologetic smile to the woman before disappearing into the distance.

I remember the day you told me you were leaving,

I remember the make up running down your face,

And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them,

Like every single wish we ever made,

I wish that��I could wake up with amnesia,

And forget about the stupid little things,

Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you,

And the memories that never can escape,

"I can never forget about you, however hard I try, I can't forget, I can't let you go..." He said to himself, staring at the ceiling again in his bedroom, curtains closed and lights off.

All he now feels is never-ending pain.

If today I woke up with you right beside me,

Like all of this was some twisted dream,

I'll hold you closer than I ever did before,

And you'd never slip away,

And you'd never hear me say, He woke up, turning on his side to see you sleeping soundly, a smile crept up onto his features as he moved the stray hairs away from your face back behind your ear, kissing your forehead as he did so. “What are you doing Bruce?” You smiled, squinting your eyes open as you looked up at him, seeing the love he felt for you in his eyes. “Admiring my beautiful wife.” He smiled back at you, leaning in to press a kiss onto your lips.

“FATHER! TODD STOLE MY GRAPPLING GUN AND IS HOLDING IT OVER MY HEAD ACTING AS IF IM A CAT WANTING TREATS.” Damian’s voice echoed through the whole manor, making you laugh and Bruce sigh. “HE STOLE MY FAVOURITE GUNS THE FUCKING BRAT” Jason’s voice followed. “MIND YOUR LANGUAGE YOU BELLY DANCING, DEADSHOT-WANNABE TOAD.” Damian’s voice yelled back, making the both of you burst into laughter. “WE ALL KNOW IM BETTER THAN HIM – IM THE RED HOOD.”

I remember the day you told me you were leaving,

I remember the make up running down your face,

And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them,

Like every single wish we ever made,

I wish that I could wake up with amnesia,

And forget about the stupid little things,

Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you,

And the memories that never can escape,

Cause I'm not fine at all.............

Bruce sighed, he couldn’t sleep; it was around 3AM.

He got up, making his way to the graveyard and stopping at a particular grave stone.

"Y/N Wayne

Heaven has gained another angel

Lost her fight with cancer,

A wonderful mother, a beautiful wife

D.O.B – Death date"

Bruce fell to his knees, his head resting against your gravestone and his tears darkening the stone. "Why her…” He cried, looking to the sky.

And I'm really not fine at all...

Tell me this is just a dream....

Cause I'm really not fine at all....

 SO! I hope this was okay, if you would like to request, message me :)

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