#we’re kissing rn btw can you feel it

[sugurugetoshairbrush]

tl;dr hitting blinkers on a dab pen with stoner!suguru getou [prev] [nxt]

your situationship with suguru remains undefined. not that it’s pressing—you’re comfortable with deepening the relationship before labeling it. to you, he’s your man that’s not your man, but that’s your man. and if that’s confusing, then trying to define your relationship with gojo might just send you into a spiral. you quickly learned that being involved with suguru means gojo is automatically part of the package, like some bizarre two-for-one deal. 

after only a couple of interactions, gojo was already insisting you call him by his first name, texting you like you’d been friends for years. suguru warned you he was clingy, but you’d imagined it on a smaller scale. not that it’s a problem—he’s not annoying. if anything, he’s entertaining, sending you memes, munchies, and random gossip. since suguru doesn’t seem to mind and occasionally looks relieved to have gojo off his back, you’re happy to go along with it.

the conversation you find yourselves revisiting the most is about suguru’s uncanny ability to outsmoke both of you. every single time, with no exceptions. while you and gojo are baked into the furniture, marveling at how vivid your senses have become, suguru is casually riding a mellow high, maybe a little giggly, but never anywhere close to where you and gojo end up.

the downside? for you, it means being hyper-aware of his fleeting, soft touches—every caress amplified, every kiss leaving you spiraling. one brush of his fingers, and you’re a mess, a pillow princess completely wrecked before things even escalate. you wish you could share that out-of-body, dreamlike state with him, instead of the night ending with him looking after you and gojo like a couple of overgrown children.

gojo, ever the opportunist, proposed a solution: dab pens.

“totally different experience,” he assured you. while building tolerance to smoking is something you can gradually ease into, a dab pen hits like a truck—instant and overwhelming, a visceral high. he already had one picked out, but you can’t help the pang of guilt that creeps in. is it wrong to be plotting on suguru like this? the question lingers, so you text gojo for some reassurance.

satoru :3: nahh its morally grey

you: that’s still not good

satoru :3: everything is relative, the earth is flat, life is a simulation satoru :3: come on I alr bought the cart

you: oh brother you: fine pick it up rn bc I got my shift covered tmr and suguru’s free tn

satoru :3: kay! btw its 90.02% thc satoru :3: the packaging has an alien abduction on it :P

you: you’re not making me feel better

satoru :3: my accomplice <3

you: what if it doesnt work you: ive seen him face 4 blunts. back2back

satoru :3: not if we hit blinkers yk his ass is competitive

you: I just might die tn…

accepting that you have no idea where the night will take you, you call an uber to their apartment, savoring what feels like your final moments of lucidity for the day. when you arrive, you see suguru sitting on the stoop of the building, passing a blunt to toji, whose bruised eye is still faintly visible, serving as a reminder of his failed attempt to hit on you.

men are so uncomplicated—they argue, tussle, and then they’re back to being cordial like nothing ever happened.

as you approach, toji ashes the blunt and nods in acknowledgment. you squint, making out the detailing on toji’s sweatsuit—it’s denim tears, and overall he looks way more put together. his dark hair is trimmed neatly, and he’s sporting a silver chain. suguru’s lounging comfortably in grey sweats, and an oversized black tee. he rises, effortlessly pulling you into his arms. 

“hey baby,” he greets warmly, and you can smell the faint mint of his shampoo beneath the haze of smoke clinging to him. you squeeze his waist, drawing back to plant a soft kiss on his cheek. 

“hi sugu,” you eye toji warily—nodding his way, “toji.”

suguru gestures to toji, “go ahead and top that off, we’re heading in.”

“good lookin’,” toji replies with a sly smirk, waving you away, “see ya.”

the elevator doors slide shut, commencing its ascent, and you can’t help but ask, “is toji out here robbing folks?”

suguru chuckles, clearly amused. “kinda. he started scamming, swiping cards, and jamming chips—that kind of thing.” he shakes his head. “honestly, he’s really been hustling. I’ve never seen him more actively involved with megumi.”

you draw in a breath, “well… that’s good?”

inside, the apartment is clean, lavender-scented, and gojo is already sprawled on the couch, watching cartoons. he brightens when he sees you, enthusiastically patting the seat beside him.

“finally! we’ve been waiting forever.”

“forever” turns out to be less than an hour, according to suguru, but gojo whines dramatically anyway. 

“so,” suguru drawls, eyeing you both suspiciously, “what are you two plotting?”

gojo disappears momentarily, returning with the dab pen like a magician revealing his trick. 

“ta-daa~!” he announces.

suguru blinks, unimpressed. “it’s just a pen?”

“not just any pen,” you reply, resting a hand on his thigh. “trust us.”

gojo smirks. “unless you’re scared or something?... pussy.”

suguru raises a brow, grabbing the pen. “so how are we gonna do this?”

you clasp your hands together, “we can only hit blinkers.”

just as gojo predicted, suguru’s competitive streak takes over. after throwing some jabs and a quick trip to the fridge to stockpile water, you’re ready.

gojo takes the lead, he activates the pen, pressing the button down five times until it glows an ominous red. he lifts it to his lips with a mock salute taking a deep, dramatic inhale. the faint woosh of his draw drags on for several seconds until the light blinks. 

he ghosts the thick smoke for a moment, then exhales in a steady stream. “easy.” he declares smugly—until the coughing starts. his bravado crumbles as he hacks and sputters, spilling water in his frantic search for a sip.

your hit goes about as well. the initial inhale feels smooth, but halfway through, your throat ignites like you’ve swallowed fire. you’re left chugging water, gasping for relief while gojo’s laughter fills the room.

suguru’s hit is no different. he takes the pen with his usual quiet confidence, lips curling around it like this is nothing. the first few seconds are smooth—calculated, even—until the thick, milky smoke betrays him. he chokes, his back shaking as a fit of coughing overtakes him.

“shit,” he rasps, eyes squeezed shut as he leans back. “that cart packs a punch.”

twenty minutes pass, you think you’ve suffered through three, maybe four more hits and you’re all sprawled on the couch in a collective stupor, shoulders pressed together as the room swirls in a pleasant, woozy haze.

your head feels like it’s been submerged underwater. being sandwiched between suguru and gojo, doesn’t help, the warmth of their bodies makes you hyper-aware of how sluggish and foggy you feel. instinctively, you twitch and then wonder if anyone noticed. the tv sounds several decibels louder and you realize that gojo has been watching scooby-doo. 

“hear me out—,” gojo declares out of nowhere, “velma?”

suguru hums. “not really a hear me out. most people would.” he looks at you, a teasing glint in his eyes. “I’d love to see you dressed as velma—have you fumbling for your glasses.”

your cheeks flush, but gojo ignores it pressing on. “fred?”

“basic.”

“okay… I got it. the sheriff, he’s got big dick energy.”

you decidedly don’t hear him out. but, he’s already moving on to the next “pressing” issue.

“guys. guys.” he jabs a finger at the screen, “I neeed that big-ass sandwich. like right now. ’m starving!”

honestly, he’s got a point. the towering sandwich dripping with sauces and stacked with layers of meat and veggies looks incredibly appetizing in your current state. suguru seems to agree because he grabs your hand and drags you to the fridge.

the sight inside is… grim. two eggs, a loaf of bread that looks like it’s been there too long, a couple of protein drinks, and some beer.

suguru lets out a long, dramatic groan. “guess we’re hitting the corner store. at least it’s only a block away.”

“an adventure!” gojo leaps to his feet, spinning in an exaggerated flourish. “let’s go!”

the three of you pile into the elevator, the hum of its old machinery filling the small space. when the doors creak open on the ground floor—the correct floor this time (you may have accidentally pressed the second floor first)—there, waiting for you, is obstacle # 1: the brats.

megumi and his friends are darting back and forth across the lobby, their shrill laughter echoing as they roughhouse. you think they’re playing tag, but you’re not sure. the three of you freeze, exchanging a silent look before attempting to walk in a straight line toward the door, as if that might somehow make you invisible.

it doesn’t. if anything, it makes you look incredibly suspicious.

“you guys look weird!” a high-pitched voice cracks through the commotion. “you know you don’t need to walk in a line—we’re not at school!”

you glance down to see one of megumi’s friends: a boy with short pink hair and big brown eyes, staring up at you curiously.

megumi approaches, scowling. his dark brows knit together in a way that makes you feel like you’ve just been caught red-handed.

“I know these guys,” he announces, side-eyeing you all. “they’re friends with my dad. and they’re too old to still be walking in lines.”

he tilts his head, sharp and accusatory. “did you guys cook with my dad’s pot?”

gojo, the boldest of the three of you, raises an eyebrow. “what?”

“you know, my dad’s pot. my mom’s always telling him to stop using it because it smells funny. I don’t know why he doesn’t just wash it. after he cooks with it, he acts weird like this too.”

oh.

suguru takes drastic measures. “megumi, nobara just tagged you back! are you really going to let that slide?”

megumi whips around, glaring at the little girl with cropped brown hair. “nobara!” he yells, charging after her.

taking advantage of the distraction, the three of you bolt for the door.

outside, the crisp night air greets you. despite the brief confrontation, you continue walking in a rigid line, suguru leading the way toward the corner store. you’re at the back, stumbling over your own feet every few steps. gojo, meanwhile, is completely engrossed in his phone, so much so that he almost walks into a pole.

reaching the corner store comes with a short-lived sense of accomplishment until you encounter obstacle #2: deciding what to buy.

inside, the fluorescent lights are harsh and invasive, humming faintly. the cashier, a thin man with neatly parted black hair and sharp cheekbones, greets suguru with a polite nod.

“what’s up, ijichi?” suguru says, raising a hand.

“welcome back, getou. let me know if I can help you with anything,” ijichi replies, his voice monotone but cordial.

you stalk the aisles like predators circling prey, overwhelmed by options. after what feels like an eternity of indecision—picking things up, putting them down, and staring some more—you finally gather your haul and head to the register.

ijichi surveys your collection with barely concealed disbelief: a cinnamon roll, two twinkies, a ready-made hotdog, a bag of hot fries, two cherry cokes, and a pack of gummy bears.

as he rings up your total, you think you catch him gagging slightly. you clutch the back of suguru’s shirt for support, and he glances at you, startled, as if he hadn’t realized you were standing so close.

ijichi bags your items in a flimsy plastic sack, his expression somewhere between amused and horrified. “have a… safe night.”

the bell jingles as the door closes behind you, and a cold breeze makes you shiver. gojo digs into the bag immediately, tearing open a twinkie wrapper with his teeth.

“’s’jus me,” he mumbles through a mouthful, “or waf he lookin’ at ush weird?”

suguru points to his own mouth. “satoru, don’t talk with your mouth full.”

gojo swipes at his face, wiping crumbs on his joggers. his phone dings sharply, and he frowns, glancing at the screen before looking up at you nervously. in comes obstacle # 3: gojo’s spontaneous antics.

“satoru,” you say, crossing your arms both to steady yourself and shield against the cold. “what did you do?”

suguru doesn’t notice your exasperation—he’s in his own world, his hair draped over his shoulder, stray strands framing his face. his faraway expression, cheeks puffed out slightly, makes him look softer than usual. you’d think it was cute if you weren’t so annoyed.

gojo’s explanation spills out in one breath. “okay, so watching scooby-doo made me think about dogs so naturally I started looking up puppy pics on insta, and a breeder I know—,” he gestures to suguru, “yaga, posted about a litter of puppies he’s trying to sell, and I, uh… I made an impulse buy.”

“what?!” you and suguru exclaim in unison.

gojo flinches but presses on. “I wasn’t thinking! they’re pit-lab mixes, and soo cute I couldn’t resist. I didn’t think he’d be ready to sell one so fast, but he’s here now.”

as you near the apartment, you spot a black suv parked out front, hazards blinking. its headlights flash as if signaling to gojo, whose unmistakable white hair gives him away.

gojo shakes his arms out. “guys, do I sound normal? I need to fix this before I come off as an irresponsible pothead.”

“you are an irresponsible pothead,” suguru deadpans, though he smirks. “but yeah, you’re the most coherent right now. lead the way.”

the suv’s window rolls down, revealing a bulky man with dark glasses and a goatee.

“satoru, that you? suguru? long time no see. hop in—the puppies are in the back. you’ve got the pick of the litter.”

gojo heads for the rear door, but suguru tugs at your shirt, pulling you back. his voice is quiet, almost hesitant. “hey… I’m feeling kind of overwhelmed. can you wait with me for a sec before we deal with gojo’s nonsense?”

your heart melts. “of course.” you wave gojo off, telling him you’ll catch up in a minute, and follow suguru into a narrow alley running alongside the building. it’s secluded and dimly lit, the faint sounds of the city echo in the distance as you stop and turn to him.

grasping his hands, you intertwine your fingers with his. his face is slightly flushed, his expression open and vulnerable.

“are you okay? do you want to go inside?”

“no, no—” he waves it off, his voice soft but tight. “I’m just… overstimulated. everything feels too loud, too sharp. I’m all over the place.”

you snort softly, amused by the unexpected role reversal. “that’s how gojo and I end up feeling half the time. you’re so cute.”

rubbing your thumb over his knuckles, you press a gentle kiss to his jaw.

“what do you need from me?” you ask.

he leans into your touch, a shy smile tugging at his lips. “this is nice,” he murmurs, wrapping his arms around your waist and nestling his face into the crook of your neck. his breath is warm, tickling your skin.

instinctively, your hands sweep under his loose top, brushing over the warmth of his back. his body shivers at your touch, goosebumps rising beneath your fingertips.

“how’s this?” you ask softly.

“good,” he breathes.

you pull back slightly, cupping his jaw and bringing his face close. your lips hover over his, teasing. “just focus on my touch, okay?”

he hums in agreement, and when your lips finally meet, he responds with uncharacteristic urgency. his kiss is fervent, a raw expression of need that makes your pulse race. his hands grip your hips firmly, drawing you closer as his mouth moves against yours. he licks into your mouth, brushes his tongue against yours, making you gasp, then tilts his head to suck on it.

when your fingers trail to the waistband of his sweats, his breath hitches sharply. his reaction is all the encouragement you need, the air between you dense with tension.

he groans, his voice low and ragged as your palm brushes over the prominent bulge straining against the fabric. “fuck—ah, more.”

you glance up, his flushed face and dilated pupils making your heart race. without hesitation, you sink to your knees, looking up at him through your lashes with a teasing smile.

“more?” you echo, pulling his sweats down just enough to release the pressure. leaning in, you blow warm air over the outline of his thick cock through the thin material of his boxers. he shudders, his composure shattering.

“sugu I want to taste you,” you murmur, your voice dripping with need.

he curses under his breath, fumbling to free himself. his hand wraps around his thick shaft, slowly pumping himself once, twice, before guiding his tip along your cheek. pre-cum smears against your skin, warm and sticky. 

“aah,” he groans when you stick out your tongue, letting a trail of saliva drip onto the concrete below. he presses his tip to your tongue, rubbing it up and down as you curl it along his slit.

replacing his hand with your own, you lick a slow, deliberate line from base to tip, savoring the salty tang of his pre-cum. his fingers tangle in your hair, tugging gently as you take him into your mouth, inch by inch, until your lips are flush against the tuft of black hair at his base.

“baby, you feel so good,” he rasps, his voice heavy with pleasure. “your mouth is so warm, wet—” you swallow, tightening around him, and he chokes out a shaky breath. “—and tight.”

you cup his balls, rolling them gently in your palm. his hips jerk, a low moan spilling from his lips. tears sting at the corners of your eyes, but you keep your gaze locked on his, letting the sight of his unraveling spur you on.

“I’m close—fuck,” he warns, his voice tight. 

pulling back, you kiss along his shaft, your hand stroking him in slow, deliberate motions. you glance, lips curling into a sly smile as you whisper, “sugu, come inside.” 

his breath catches as you take him back into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks. his moans grow louder, uninhibited, as he grips your hair and begins to guide your movements, fucking your throat.

“ah—fuck, gonna come,” he groans.

you intertwine your fingers with his free hand, holding his gaze as you pull back to suck on his tip, tongue swirling over the slit. with a long drawn-out groan of your name, he spills into your mouth, hot and thick. you swallow every drop, licking your lips as he twitches in your grasp.

“fuck,” he breathes, his voice shaky as he tucks himself back into his sweats. “you’re insatiable.”

you rise to your feet, knees aching from the rough concrete. he steadies you, brushing stray hairs from your face. leaning in, you press a gentle kiss to his lips, letting him bask in the afterglow.

but when you glance over his shoulder, your heart sinks. a few feet above you, a first-floor window you hadn’t noticed before now has its curtains slightly parted. behind the glass, a familiar face smirks at you.

toji.

you freeze up as he leans casually against the window frame, his brows wagging. he raises a finger to his lips, motioning for you to keep his presence quiet. his amusement obvious.

mortified, you whip your gaze back to suguru, pretending nothing happened. the curtains slide shut in your peripheral, and you suppress a shudder, vowing to bury the memory of toji’s shameless voyeurism.

“you good?” suguru asks, brushing your hair back into place.

“yeah.” you mumble. “let’s get back.” 

hand in hand, you return to the street, your absence evidently unnoticed. tucked between two parked cars, gojo sits on the curb, cooing at a tiny white puppy wriggling in his arms.

“satoru,” you gape. “you actually went through with it?”

he grins up at you, holding the puppy aloft like a trophy. “isn’t he adorable? named him gojo junior.”

suguru pinches the bridge of his nose, exhaling a long, tired sigh. “just—let’s go back upstairs.”

the three of you collapse onto the couch, exhaustion settling in. you curl up against suguru’s chest, your limbs boneless, as gojo turns on the tv. the puppy nestles in his lap, so he carefully reaches for the dab pen on the coffee table, grinning lazily.

“one more hit to top off the night?” ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 after ten hours of deep, uninterrupted slumber, you stir awake to the gentle warmth of sunlight streaming through the curtains, coaxing you back to reality. the unfamiliar comfort beneath you takes a moment to register—you’re not on the couch anymore. suguru’s bed cradles you, his arm draped securely around your waist. his breath is steady against the back of your neck, and as you try to shift, his hold tightens.

“mm, too tired. stay,” he mumbles groggily.

a smile tugs at your lips, and for a brief moment, you consider giving in. his warmth, the soothing rhythm of his breathing, and his gentle scent are enough to make you melt back into the mattress. but you’d rather not over-oversleep.

suguru’s hand snakes into your hair, his fingers threading through the strands with a languid tenderness. “what if we just… stay here all day?” he whispers, his lips grazing the nape of your neck.

the temptation is overwhelming. his gentle strokes and soft breaths pull you toward complacency, but you’ve already slept more than enough. with a groan, you prop yourself up against his pillow, feeling the resistance of his arm as he tries to pull you back.

“come on, suguru,” you say, brushing a hand through his tousled hair. “time to wake up.”

he grumbles something incoherent and eventually lifts his head, his cheek faintly indented by the pillow. his squinted eyes and weak smile somehow make him even more striking. the sunlight spilling into the room catches the soft angles of his face, illuminating him perfectly.

“too early,” he groans, shielding his eyes with his hand before reaching out to pull you into a lazy kiss. his lips are warm, slow, and deliberate, but you break away, placing your hands on his shoulders to gently shake him.

“you’re impossible,” you tease, laughing softly.

you reach for his phone on the nightstand, thrusting it in his direction. “here, play some music or scroll through your timeline—do something to get your brain working.”

suguru takes it with a half-hearted hum, pulling you back into his chest as he unlocks it. he scrolls aimlessly through his playlist, swiping through songs too quickly to process. then, a slow, melodic guitar riff fills the room, and his hand finally falters. the soft acoustic melody of sunflower drifts through the air, a perfect match for the warm, serene moment.

his free hand finds yours, intertwining your fingers as he sways you gently. the vibrations of his hum resonate in his chest, and you can’t help but lean into the sound. you savor this side of him—the quiet, vulnerable suguru who lets himself soften in the morning light.

but then, a thought surfaces. the dog. the vivid memory of gojo proudly holding a squirming puppy the night before is unshakable.

“suguru,” you whisper. “what about the dog?”

his body tenses and his eyes snap open. “the wh—” he bolts upright, groaning. “shit, the dog. he really did that? I was hoping I made that part up.”

the two of you stumble into the living room, both disheveled from sleep. gojo is sprawled on the couch, one leg hanging off the side, snoring softly. the puppy darts around the room, tiny paws clicking against the floor.

suguru scoops up the wriggling pup and plops him onto gojo’s chest, startling him awake.

groaning, gojo blinks blearily at the excited puppy licking his face. you watch in real-time as all of yesterday’s events finally catch up to him. he looks up slowly, blue eyes wide, panicked.

“guys,” he says, voice cracking. “how do I return a dog?”

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[hunterofartemis7]

*bat family going out for dinner and inviting Raven*

Bruce: so where does everyone want to go?

Jason: let’s go to a Steak House!

Damian: you always say that!

Jason: and we never go cause you’re vegetarian!

Damian: find a steak place with vegetarian options and I’ll go!

Bruce: boys! Behave

Tim: why don’t we go to the Mexican place on Main?

Dick: no way! My insides still haven’t recovered!

Jason: not our fault you can’t handle spice

Duke: isn’t there a new restaurant down town

Selina: absolutely not. I just went with Ive and Harley and I am not subjecting my kids to that trash

Steph: what about Chinese?

Damian: Cass is allergic

Steph: shit i forgot! Sorry cass!

Cass: *signs* it’s okay

Bruce: *looks at Raven through the review mirror* Raven? You have any preference or some where specific you’d like to go?

Raven: *shakes head* I’m fine with anything really, I’m not picky

Jason: what about sea food!? There’s a place across from Di’Angelos and they have vegetarian options

Bruce: sounds good to me

Duke: me too

Dick: me three

Cass/steph/dami/tim/; works for me

Raven: *fidgeting with her hands*

Selina: Raven sugar, you okay?

Raven: yes, I’m fine..

Selina: okay

*pulls up to the restaurant*

Jason: finally! I can’t remember the last time I have sea food!

Damian: *opens the door for raven*

Raven: thank you, Dami. *gets out*

Damian: *notices she has an epi pen* what’s that

Raven:..my epi pen..

Bruce: why do you have an epi pen?

Raven: just in case…I go into anaphylaxis..

Jason: why would you go into anaphylaxis?

Raven:…*looks down*

Selina: wait are you allergic to sea food?!

Raven:….*nods*

Dami: what!? Habibti why didn’t you say something!?

Raven: because I didn’t want to be a bother…..since yall invited me out with you..

Bruce: raven speaking up about an allergy is not being a bother! That’s your health and that should always come first.

Tim: how bad is your allergy?

Raven:……

Tim: how bad?

Raven:..I’m already feeling sick and I’m not even in the building yet..

Jason: okay we’re leaving.

Dick: yeah we can go anywhere else. Heck there is an Italian place across the street.

Raven: y’all don’t have to do that.

Dami: Beloved your health is more important than some fucking fish

Steph: agreed.

Dick: And are you okay rn? Do you need some water or anything? You said you felt sick

Raven: no..no I’m okay

Dami: you sure? Cause we can get you some if your not feeling good

Raven: I’m okay..really.

Dick: if you say so..

Steph: Btw, do you do this often?

Raven: do what?

Steph: put your health last instead of speaking up?

Raven:……

Steph: I’ll take that as a yes

*everyone gets back in the car*

Dick: wait if you’re allergic to sea food, than what do you do when there’s a crab boil at the tower?

Raven: lock myself in my room and try not to vomit..or pretend to eat and keep my epi pen close..

Bruce: does Kori not know about this?

Raven:..no

Selina: why not?

Raven: cause I didn’t want to bother anyone with it..

Selina: *sighs* I’m calling her later

Raven: I’m sorry..

Dami: beloved you have nothing to apologize for. It’s okay

Raven: but everyone seemed so happy about sea food and I ruined it

Jason: girl no you didn’t. It’s okay

Raven: but—

Tim: no buts. Hey we can’t eat Chinese when Cass is around, and we keep it away from her at all times. we have no issues with that. And We have no problem doing the same for you.

Cass: *signs* yeah, your family now. We take care of each other

Raven:..🥹

Dami: *kisses her cheek* your stuck with us Beloved.

Jason: yeah. Now, let’s get some pizza!

[crguang]

Okay sat, I might’ve forgotten to my anon mark at the end of my last message aand I’ve reread part 4 like 5 times, but still, 

what the fuck, literally was thinking abt it in all my classes. And I will be yapping, as I guessed.

First of all, fuck Kafka really wish I was tbh she is so annoying, like just assuming r isn’t that upset, like they’re just having a little argument when r is grappling w the fact that they fell for a criminal, and literally killed their coworkers and a ton of other people, she is pissing me off. Also the stuff abt Kafka and her nihilism…giving me some thoughts. Btw have himeko and Kafka encountered each other in this, or has Himeko just heard abt her? And shes so nice, calling r everyday and being so understanding…

I can’t imagine what Kafka did when she found out she got blocked. Her going to text u and then realizing she’s blocked…kafka pausing when she sees that r blocked her. Kafka waiting to get unblocked as she orders gifts for u, who keeps checking her phone for messages from u as she sends more gifts, reminiscing abt when your first met in the store, silver wolf and blade noticing how Kafka seems to be waiting for smth, Kafka who decides to text you on an encrypted number to see how you’re doing, Kafka who sees that she isn’t forgiven and orders so many fucking flowers bc she didn’t know ur favorite. Ugh I can imagine her bringing all of them into r’s house, god she’s pathetic, I need to kiss her so bad so she shuts the fuck up.

anyway I may or may not have started writing a Kafka fic 👀 tbh I don’t rlly read romance novels so idk how the typical academic rivals thing usually works, trope wise. For some reason I keep fixating on her fucking nails. Like to me, she has them manicured all fancy, but Im fairly certain shorter not manicured nails are better for fingering. On her violin ofc, obviously. I played cello middle and high school, and I kept them long, bc I liked scratching people don’t ask I was a strange kid, but I feel like she’d keep them short bc she’s rlly serious abt it. Also Kafka is so dislikable, her ego is so big, and she’s always calm, like if she didn’t look like she was trying and still top of the class it’d piss me off too 😭

Also in the wardence event rn, I haven’t played it bc I’ve been sleeping or smth like that, but silver wolf shows up 😭 like ik it makes the most sense, since she has holograms but Kafka showed up as a hologram once ok 😭 but what silver said is like “i heard u we’re joining the wardence, and two whose names I won’t mention insisted I go check on you. Why couldn’t they do it themselves.” Ugh Kafka is so obvious it’s actually gonna kill me. And yes wtf couldn’t Kafka have showed up, she’s worth like 11 billion, so ik she can’t show up all the but cmon. 

-🌠

hehfjfjgjfjfj posting a new chapter and having ppl go “man fuck kafka” is funny as hell because honestly, yeah, fuck her😭 i think it was important for me to portray how her personality can be irritating in certain contexts and how being with her really wouldn’t be bliss all the time cause she doesn’t deal with emotions much, and that includes others’. she’s not totally detached from them which is why she does try but it’s very clumsy. it’ll be elaborated on in the next part but in her mind she really has picked the best outcome here and even if she was acting in her own interest, she was protecting R, she’s just an information hoarder. being on the opposite side means you dont know wtf is going on in her head and cant explain her behavior as anything else but “she doesn’t give a shit about me”. it’s an interesting situation to write that’s for sure but im glad that her efforts, though genuine, make yall feel irritated bc thats the point hehe

what i wrote about kafka’s nihilism was not entirely true, and i did it on purpose because R doesn’t know her. i do think that nihilism/finality creates a certain distance between her and accountability. when you tell yourself that this outcome was always a possibility, that it could have happened anyway, the choice you make is no longer fully yours which means that the consequences aren’t fully on your shoulders as well. i think that makes it easier for the stellaron hunters to do what they do, that and the goal they’re working towards that is supposedly the best outcome for humanity. but kafka is anything but passive. she is not “subjected” to things, she has an active role in her future and the ones of the millions of people that it touches within the constraints of destiny. i think with nihilism it’s easy to fall into a state of learned helplessness, where you suffer through the things happening to you because “nothing matters” and “it was going to happen anyway”, but kafka is not like that at all. “if destiny doesn’t propel me forward, i’ll be the one to push destiny”— this is what she does, so describing her as a drop in the ocean isnt entirely accurate because she’s making waves. R will learn that

himeko and kafka have crossed paths canonically before the trailblazer so it’s the same in this. i like that himeko has an opinion of kafka that has been cemented through their brief meetings over the time. in that one “keeping up with star rail” where kafka’s kit is presented, hime has a lot of shit to say about her 😭 all bad. she’s also aware that kafka plays mind games in it so really for her to hear “kafka manipulated me” was like “fork found in kitchen” there’s no surprise there. one of my favorite qualities in hime is her understanding and ability to understand multiple perspectives at once, it develops her already deep empathy and its just very admirable. shes a very soft character, i love her

AND YESSSSS SHE DEFINITELY REACTED LIKE THAT TO BEING BLOCKED HDJFJFKKG she stared at her phone like “oh. they’re really mad” and decided to give them a few days to cool off which is why she sent the first gift and after that she’d be wondering whether to text you or not for like a week; would open her phone, type in your number, pause for ten seconds then go “they’re probably still upset” and send another gift. silver wolf would be like “damn youre on your phone as often as i am. whats wrong with you” and firefly’s eventually the one telling her to go there herself to apologize and not wtv tf shes doing which is why kafka finally texts 😭 shes funny asf. the sheer ridiculousness of ordering hundreds of flowers and taking over half an hour to place them inside your apartment (that she technically broke into) to surprise you is so patheticcccc i would have swooned a bit im sorry. like omg youre pathetic get out of my house but also kiss me before you go… “forget it i’ll just get all of them” can she die 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

aaaaa im glad you have time to write the academic rivals au!! typically people have the rivals work together in some sort of assigned group project to force them to interact together but you can go about it differently, like one of them’s practicing for a big piece and the other gets to the practice room too late but but the others are taken and they have to practice the same thing anyway so might as well. or the mc is struggling and kafka happens to pass by and give her some (snarky) pointers which turns into her showing her how its done and the mc actually learning from her (which would make me homicidal). they could also just happen to meet outside of the school context and start developing a new relationship that way. do what feels right!! and yeah, kafka’s nonchalance makes it seem like shes effortlessly good when in reality she takes that shit seriously and practices often😭 it’d still piss me off tho idc

silver wolf showed up in the other event and its just so ridiculous how they always have her everywhere man😭 like fine she’s always keeping up with new games coming out and shit but would it kill them to show kafka once im gonna tear my hair out, we even got to text firefly during the wardance like im gonna screammmm. but kafka and her sending SW to check ip on the tb is so stupid they care so bad😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 typical of kafka not to show or text herself i need to strangle her. the lufou hates her tho so it’s WHATEVER.

[ro-writesstuff]

can i please request “i can’t fuck this up. you’re all i have left.” with ollie bearman where the reader tries to break up with him cause long distance is hard but he wants to make it work (hopefully with a happy ending)

love your writing btw ���️❤️

disconnected- ollie bearman

minors do not interact, all fics are 18+.

a/n: ironically enough i'm actually doing long distance rn lol. anyway, hope you like it!

summary: you and ollie are doing long distance, and you feel like you have to give up.

content warnings: cursing, angst, tears, sad ollie

incoming facetime from:

my love 💋🏎️

You stare at the incoming Facetime call of your year long boyfriend. About a few months ago your mom started asking about your relationship which you didn’t mind, you loved talking about Ollie. At first they were normal question like how his racing was going or if you guys were getting more serious, but she said one thing that stuck in your mind: 

What’s your guys' plan when he leaves?

When she first said that you were confused. Plan? What plan? It was going to be the same as if he was here, you thought. You’d text and plan to spend time together and then you’d go home and do the same the next day and if not, the day after. Then you started thinking about how far away he was going to be, the time difference, and that he may not be so close as a text away.

Right before Ollie left for the first race of the season, he reassured you that he was always going to be there for you and that he would never forget about you. He gave you many forehead kisses and a big hug before telling you that if you needed anything at all to call him. For the next 2 weeks, you were lonely, but you spent that time with friends and family, keeping busy to try and get him off your mind. 

However, your anxiety kept you up for hours at night, leading you to think about what would happen if he met someone else. You knew this would happen, you figured your mind would easily spiral with him not there, but it was more than what you thought. You were constantly thinking about what would happen when he would meet someone else, and you’d even prepared how you guys would break up if need be. You knew it was fucked up, but at least it would save you some heartbreak. 

You sigh and hit the green answer button that had become a routine for you both. The FaceTime goes through, and Ollie’s beautiful brown eyes are now staring into yours. 

“Hi honey!” he beams. 

You felt your eyes sting and quickly blinked away the tears that had been building up for the past few months. “Hi.” You said, a bit more sad than you wanted it to sound. Ollie immediately knew there was something wrong, his heart aching that he couldn’t be there in person to comfort you.  

“Oh Y/N,” Ollie said, his face contorted with worry. “What is it, love?” 

Tears started to stream down your face, your breath becoming shakier. Your anxiety started shouting at you, telling you that you should let him go so he can find someone better. 

“I don’t know if I can do this anymore Ol,” You blurted. “I’m so scared you’re gonna meet someone else and drop me, and that-” 

“Hey, whoa whoa.” Ollie knew you weren’t worried about other girls. So when you said that, he was worried. 

You had always been confident in yourself and him that he was never going to cheat on you or you him; you guys always had that trust. Sure, there were girls that would flirt with him right in front of you, but you knew that even if you weren’t there, Ollie wouldn’t do anything. He loved you too much. 

It broke him thinking that was even a possibility to you. Even as awkward pre-pubescent teens, he knew you would be his. When you had crushes on other guys and told him about the dates you went on, a little sliver of him would still hold out for you. In his mind there was no one else he wanted to be with. You were it for him. 

“What’s happening up there, love? Talk to me.” 

You took a deep breath. “I don’t know, we’re still young and everyone’s telling me we shouldn’t be in a committed relationship, and that we should be having fun and all that. It’s our ‘prime years’.” You had heard that line too many times from your mom. You looked down at your bedsheets, hearing a sigh from Ollie on the other end. It finally felt good to voice that to someone, and even better to him. 

“Love, look at me please.” 

You looked up at his beautiful face. There wasn’t a wrinkle of stress in it. 

“There she is. My beautiful girl.” You sniffled and wiped a tear from your face. “First, what’s worrying you?” He asked slowly. 

“Dunno. Everything.” 

“Okay, what’s the biggest thing on your mind?” 

“I’m just scared that we’re missing out on stuff.”

“Like…?” 

You sighed. “I don’t know, going to parties and getting wasted and kissing random people and stuff like that.”

He took a trembling breath. “Do you… want to see other people and kiss them?” You heard his voice crack slightly. 

It broke your heart that he even had to ask you that. “No! No, I just feel like that’s what I should be doing. It’s my first year of uni, you know? I should be doing that.”

He chuckled. “Love, you and I both know if you thought a random stranger was cute, you’d make out with them.” You nodded in agreement. 

“Right, but… Look, I love you, but sometimes I feel like I don’t at the same time which is fucked up I know, okay, and I just feel like- I, we-” 

Your thoughts got stuck. Only once or twice this has happened where you couldn’t voice your feelings to him. 

“Y/N?” 

“I can’t fuck this up.” You blurted. “I feel like you’re all that I have left and if I lose you, I lose everything.” 

There was a long silence between the both of you. How could you fuck this up? Ollie never thought in a million years that you would be the one to ruin your relationship. In fact, he thought he would. On your first date, Ollie was so nervous that he dropped your drink when he was giving it to you because he was nervous about your hands touching. When you went to the mall and rested your head on his shoulder he just about screamed out of happiness. 

He sighed. “Y/N… are you happy being with me?” 

It was an obvious answer to you, he was always there to support you and made sure you were safe and cared for, which was something you always wanted from a boyfriend. 

“Of course I am.” 

“I love you, and I know you love me, right?”

“Yeah,”

“So why would we give each other up for someone who doesn’t love us back? You’re all I’ve been looking for, okay? I always have and will know that you care for me and love me. Slap me in the face if I ever say I want anyone else.” 

You chuckled. It was suddenly silly to you that your brain was making you think and feel this way. Yes you had heard your mother say Enjoy it for what it is and You’re bound to grow out of each other. But you never felt like you had to act or slightly change your voice to make Ollie like you. You were always genuinely at peace when he was around, and your heart would leap whenever he rang the doorbell to pick you up for one of your dates. 

You love him and he loves you. It was that simple.

[dekusleftsock]

How shocked and how dramatic do you think the broader scope of mha consumers will be when toga doesn’t actually die? How they’re jumping the gun into thinking that she’s dead just due to a blood transfusion?

Imma be honest I am living in a bit of an echo chamber rn, there’s not all that much I really KNOW about their reactions.

For all I know, I feel like it’ll be an average Tuesday yk, kinda like when bakugou wasn’t ACTUALLY dead and people weren’t freaking out over it.

I have this like, image in my head sometimes. Ochako, Izuku, Katsuki, and Toga are standing on a hill in silence with a sunset background. There’s nothing said, no words spoken, but it’s always what I imagine the ending to this series. Do I think or want what I imagine to happen? Not really. I want toga and ochako to get a kiss, or at the very least I want bkdk to kiss bc it IS a slowburn.

But unfortunately what I’m personally most scared of is if izu//ocha just never become a thing and… bkdk + tgck are just implied. Because it’s not what I think will create genuine change. What will create change is a confirmation of one or both of them that, yes, these two same sex characters are lovers. And there’s no argument you can make, or theory you can write, or hc that can make this be anything than what it is: True queer representation.

Do I think toga not being dead will create uproar? Maybe some. Maybe in the distant annoying fans on Twitter who complain about “the 30 year old white women who like bkdk”, but do they really matter? They’re a loud minority sure, but most of them are just fucking wannabe edgelords that like making people angry or uneasy. They like a show, a reaction. That’s it. That’s all they ever want.

But what I want though? I want shonen jump’s merch to take a spike in sales for mha, I want people across the world confused and disoriented that this random anime has been trending for weeks on Twitter, I want tumblr to break itself and your dash to be filled with nothing but the fact that mha’s joke ships fucking won. Bkdk’s are REALLY easy to make fun of. A lot of them are teenagers, a lot of them are lgbt, and there’s a lot of them in general. They’re everywhere. Just like how in my state we call New Yorkers the “roaches of the east coast”, mha fans are kind of the roaches of anime fandoms. It would affect everyone, even people who could give less of a fuck about the manga.

(I mean that in the best way possible btw, I love that we’re everywhere and I can be connected to so many different types of people just bc mha is so big. WE THE ROACHES BABYYYYY)

What I mean by all of this is that, I want mha to be a silly footnote in queer history. There’s very few shows that get the opportunity to even be decently popular, much less as popular as mha. In my mind, mha has a chance to say “fuck you” to all of the misogynistic and homophobic people in the world personally. They came into mha to get a battle shonen, and they leave with the first large shonen manga with not one, but two queer love stories.

That doesn’t happen often, or ever. Horikoshi has the ability to make a name for himself as someone who mattered, or someone who became another cog in the machine. Thats what I think will truly create a reaction.

[tineteenieworld3]

Warning!! Not actually byler doubt, but might be taken that way! Again DON’T read if you take a lot of things as doubt (which is okay, nothing wrong with you, here’s a forehead kiss)

Stranger things as a whole never actually impressed me lmao. Like, of course I love all the characters, but it’s not an overly impressive show or something. I’m not say I’m only in it for byler, but after season 4 and figuring out this insane worlds villain was…a little white boy, anything I was actually impressed by and captivated by got ripped away. It felt kinda lazy to me (personal opinion of course) Again, the show is entertaining, nothing about it is that special right now, but it’s entertaining.

Byler would be different and actually give me the chance to say “okay yes this show is very well done. I’m impressed.”

I think saying people are ‘only in it for that’ is reduced to ship stuff, when in reality a lot of people are just really hoping the show that we like is actually done well. Byler is a narrative that we’re being shown, not just two characters being shipped.

I’m not saying I don’t like the other characters or love them. But no, if byler doesn’t happen, I will not be impressed, I will once again believe the show is mediocre. The show is a lot of fun, but so are millions of others that are also written better in the science fiction sense. And character sense as well, but I do believe ST builds good relationships (rn atleast we shall see).

I might enjoy it, I’ll still have fun, I won’t witch hunt anyone that’s for sure, I might say nothing in the end. But I won’t be impressed by the show even a little bit. Gotta do something special to be something special (in this sense, not in like a human way. Everyone is special no matter what and you’re all amazing)

I think that’s what I’ve been trying to articulate in my brain. When you see stuff that’s like ‘don’t be disappointed if it doesn’t happen’ I get frustrated, because a lot of people are in it for the narrative and for the story. This show is flashy, but we want something else. We want something real and for it it mean something. Byler is this very impressive and well thought out narrative that’s not about cool soundtracks, or powers, or fight scenes, or whatever else.

They never made the sci fi/upside down part intriguing enough or that smart (personal opinion! Not saying I’m right or everyone thinks this way). It was kinda brushed off over and over again. Season one (and two)was amazing I’ll give it that, but through the seasons they added way too much instead of allowing us to understand this place and learn more about it. It was just constant questions and confusion and having to basically study the show to understand it, which, I don’t think makes it super smart or something. That’s how I feel of course, again doesn’t mean I’m in anyway correct. Anyways, ya know what? That’s fine. That’s totally okay, they focused the show more on the relationships and friendships and that’s great!

But again, at this point the only thing, writing wise, I’ll sit down and be like ‘okay, that got me, you impressed me. It wasn’t flashy, it was a beautifully structured narrative.’ Is byler.

Will can have powers, he can fight the white guy with El. That’s all great, but it’s just more flash. I’ll have fun, I’ll watch the edits, but I won’t be impressed.

That’s where I stand. Again, if it doesn’t happen I’ll never ever blame the actors and I won’t even care about the writers, there’s alot of not great/mediocre writers out there, I’ll move on. But yeah, I’ll probably forget all about the show in a month or two and I bet so will a lot of other people.

Maybe they’ll surprise me with something else who knows. I doubt it, but who knows.

Btw this is NOT byler doubt, I still firmly believe it’s gonna happen because I trust my comprehension skills. I believe the writing is leading up to this completely, I study script writing and filmmaking, there’s no part of me that doesn’t believe that’s the writing direction they’re going in.

What I’m saying is, this is how I’d feel or look at it if it doesn’t happen. And kind of a response to Noah saying he hopes people won’t be disappointed. Which, of course he hopes that and of course he can’t say anything. I don’t experience doubt from that, it’s just a response.

I know people freak about byler doubt and stuff, this isn’t what that is, if you feel that way though you can of course block me. This is entirely just my personal opinion, nothing factual.

Really what I’m saying is, Stranger Things is just a bunch of flash sometimes, like storyline wise, there’s also a lot of other amazing aspects, but I don’t care about that (the flash). I don’t care about Will fighting evil with El, I don’t care about epic battle scenes, that’s all expected and we’ve seen that stuff time and time again. I want a good and well done narrative that is pure storytelling, that’s what’ll get me and let me label this as a great show. Of course, one persons opinion doesn’t mean truth and I’ll watch the show and they’ll get my view no matter what. It’s just my thoughts and the thoughts I’ve had while rewatching.

ALL PERSONAL OPINION DON’T COME AT ME

[onlyjaeyun]

hi my precious zadie!! i wanted to begin this with saying i love you!! and good luck to ur upcoming exams!!

i reread the chapter profiles bc i was bored and it just clicked in my head they all live in the same apt building .. (im a little slow forgive me LOL) and in one of the earlier chapters how he asked her to meet in his car now is just even more mind blowing bc it’s not “hey i can’t stop thinking abt u im here to pick u up” it’s “i wanna fuck but we have to resort to my car rn” making it sm more steamier AHHH

and the latest chapter w hoonie getting jealous over fuma had me SCREAMINGGGG it was so fun and lighthearted (i wish all men acted like that instead of literally getting mad and never speaking to u ever again) but it could also be because of their dynamic (which i love so much) you truly created one of the best pieces of e2l and this is saying a lot considering i’ve read a LOT of pieces of e2l

hope you prioritize how you feel considering your latest posts bc i understand as readers in a wip we may feel to give suggestions but at the end of the day we’re readers and you’re the WRITER this is ur smau (great smau btw!!) and you should only write what YOU want to write

you’ve already given us so much from staying up late to finish the chapters, and the additional headcannons and this is without getting to the real story (where we discover why they fell out in the first place) and i think ppl need to realize that you have a plan to your story and to request or make suggestions can alter that :(

god i’ve never written such a long message before that tumblr has that weird blue line IS THAT THE CUT OFF FOR THE READ MORE?? LMAOO maybe im rambling too much but i wanted you to truly know that ur smaus give me life after stressful days at work or school and that i will always always always always love u and ur kindness.

- 🍇

hello angel love!☁︎♥ first of all pls don't ever apologize for rambling bc I will literally give you the biggest forehead kiss ever!!! thank you so, so much for your sweet words and reassurance, I really take asks like this to heart and hope you know what they mean to me. the more I read your ask the more emotional im actually getting bc this is so sweet and heartfelt and I just :( love and appreciate you so much. readers and babes like you make this experience so much more special and it's literally everything to me.☁︎♥

honestly don't even worry about the whole one apt building part bc im pretty sure a few of you guys realize this BUT yes, the whole idea of them literally meeting in the parking lot bc they cant stop thinking about each other is what makes me go jbfsobaofo and im so glad you liked it too!

take care baby, I love you sm!☁︎♥

[whytheylosttheirminds]

Wow. This one reminded me why I love fanfiction. This was so decedent, like a thick, chocolate cake, the perfect length and every sentence full and rich. I reread it multiple times to be able to taste it all. So gorgeous and devastating and well written.

More thoughts 👇🏻

When the sun dipped below the horizon, the sky littered with stars, Rafe would text you.

Ok we’re off with a fucking bang, what an incredible scene setter. I’m in the moment and simultaneously know exactly what their relationship is and it’s only been one sentence

But nothing could replicate the warmth that curled up your ribs and kissed your face whenever you stuck your head out your bedroom window and saw his parked truck waiting for you.

The personification of a crush (or maybe something stronger…love?) what a gorgeous sentence

It was a little sloppy like always, movements fast and uncoordinated, but neither of you seemed to mind. 

Something about this… I feel like it says so much about their relationship (and the sex) while saying so little

One of Rafe’s hands lifted to the nape of your neck. “C’mon, wanna see you,” he mumbled, and you felt him lean in and peck your jaw. You shivered. “Fuckin’ look at me, look—there you go, baby.”

God he’s infuriating and I want him so bad. I am reader and reader is me

Rafe's words fueled you. Your desperation was hard to miss; your whines and gasps wrapped into one breath. Whatever exhaustion you felt disappeared and was replaced with a sense of urgency. You picked up the pace, moving as if you had something to prove. Maybe you did.

Wrapped into one breath? Exhaustion replaced with urgency? Every single word you choose is so good

he soothed the sting with a greedy knead.

Fuck. “a greedy knead” AI could fucking never….

And as you continued to move up and down, the sounds wet and obscene, you inched closer and closer to the inevitable.

I’m trying to figure out how you can write something so smutty that’s somehow also…not? (I mean this in a good way btw) Like it’s not just straight up obscene, it’s also emotional with each description. I’m addicted I’m afraid

Rafe sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth. “That’s the spot, huh? Right there?”

Oh god

whimpering like he was wounded. 

Oh god

With your sweaty bodies pressed close, the intensity faded, heavy breaths filling the air. Neither of you moved—an unspoken decision to stay connected just a little longer.

Wow wow wow what a powerful way to describe intimacy

If Rafe didn’t care, why did his hands feel like confessions?

My mouth dropped and I literally had to set my phone down for a full minute after this sentence because it’s so gorgeous and I was stunned

His eyes darted across your face because maybe if he looked hard enough, he would give you the answer you wanted.

Oof ouch the split second glimpse into his POV and I’m walking away wounded

Rafe gave your hip a light squeeze. It didn’t feel comforting. It felt like a warning. Stop pushing. “Does it matter?” 

I’m feeling such second hand anxiety for reader that I’m breathless rn

“Good.” Rafe nodded, his hand slipping down to the side of your neck. He still had you wrapped around his finger. “So, you don’t gotta get all sappy or whatever, alright?”

Still alive but I’m barely breathing

What confused you further was how he leaned in to kiss you soon after. It was gentle, almost sweet. This was what you craved, what you starved yourself for.

‘What you starved yourself for’ oh oh oh wow

But this wasn’t the end. You knew there would be another time. And, like every other night, you would wait for Rafe’s text to light up your phone.

No bc I’m a different person than I was before I read this. Thank you!!!!!

staying in my play pretend

Your relationship with RAFE CAMERON is complicated.

includes 18+ MDNI / fem!pogue!reader / car sex / unprotected sex (wrap it up!) / cowgirl aka reader does all the work / angst / implied unrequited feelings / reader gets gaslighted / petnames ("baby") / inspired by normal people / wc 1.3k

When the sun dipped below the horizon, the sky littered with stars, Rafe would text you.

That was the only time he ever did. Not because he wanted to talk but because he needed something from you.

You weren’t sure when it started. This back-and-forth. Push-and-pull. Strangers through the day but meeting in secret when night fell. You knew why it started, though. You weren’t stupid. Rafe was a Kook, and you were a Pogue. He was embarrassed to be seen with someone born and raised on the Cut, and you didn’t want to be associated with him.

But nothing could replicate the warmth that curled up your ribs and kissed your face whenever you stuck your head out your bedroom window and saw his parked truck waiting for you. So, you allowed it to happen. 

And somehow, along the way, you convinced yourself that you were okay with it. People hooked up with other people all the time. It was normal. That was easier to accept than acknowledge the possibility that it meant nothing to him—that you meant nothing to him. 

Rafe cared. He had to. If he didn’t, what were the two of you doing now in the backseat of his car?

The air in his truck grew thick and sticky, and the windows fogged. Clothes barely thrown off, skin sheen with sweat, your panties slid to the side. 

Your thighs burned as you moved over his lap, but the moans Rafe let out told you to keep going. Don’t stop. His large hands grabbed your ass, shamelessly squeezing the fat there and helping you fuck yourself on his cock. The knot in your stomach tightened, and your head fell back, eyes heavy and fingers digging into his shoulders. It was a little sloppy like always, movements fast and uncoordinated, but neither of you seemed to mind. 

One of Rafe’s hands lifted to the nape of your neck. “C’mon, wanna see you,” he mumbled, and you felt him lean in and peck your jaw. You shivered. “Fuckin’ look at me, look—there you go, baby.”

You rested your forehead against his. His blue eyes looked dark, pupils dilated and full of want. 

“You love this dick, huh?” You managed a nod. “Yeah, you do. Can feel you squeezin’ me and shit. Fuck, your pussy’s perfect.”

Rafe's words fueled you. Your desperation was hard to miss; your whines and gasps wrapped into one breath. Whatever exhaustion you felt disappeared and was replaced with a sense of urgency. You picked up the pace, moving as if you had something to prove. Maybe you did.

The man beneath you groaned. His hand fell back down to your ass, the light slap making you jolt, and he soothed the sting with a greedy knead. Rafe’s head lulled against the headrest, drunk on your eagerness and warmth. As you rode him, he took advantage to touch you everywhere he could. He pushed your shirt up and tugged at your bra until your breasts spilled out. You felt his cock twitch. You heard him whisper your name. 

“Shit, you’re so sexy,” he murmured, his gaze flickering between your face and your tits. “Y’gonna make me cum, baby.”

Your heart raced. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Rafe let your shirt fall. He then leaned in and closed the gap, his lips slanted over yours, his tongue darting into your mouth. But he parted all too soon to say, “Want you to cum with me, ‘kay?” 

Your stomach flipped. “Okay.”

And as you continued to move up and down, the sounds wet and obscene, you inched closer and closer to the inevitable. You knew he was close, too, from how he peppered open-mouthed kisses on your jaw and moaned something fierce into your neck. He grasped your hips, almost bruising, and he slammed you down harder on his cock, his hips flexing up, nudging that spot that had you seeing stars. Your mouth dropped open, and you gasped.

Rafe sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth. “That’s the spot, huh? Right there?”

You whined a string of yeses, your voice high. It was as if he had control of your body, moving you up and down like you were nothing but a fleshlight.

“Fuck, yeah, baby. Give it to me,” he coaxed, his grip on your hips tightening as he pulled you down again.

The knot snapped. You cried out.

Hot white pleasure erupted from the pit of your belly, shooting through your limbs and making your body tense. Your fingers slotted through his hair, and you held him to you as if he was the only thing grounding you to the earth. Rafe wasn’t far behind, unable to resist the way your cunt pulsated around him. He wrapped his arms around your waist, his hips jerking while he emptied himself inside of you, whimpering like he was wounded. 

With your sweaty bodies pressed close, the intensity faded, heavy breaths filling the air. Neither of you moved—an unspoken decision to stay connected just a little longer. 

You felt one of his hands creep beneath your shirt, following the path up your spine, his touch light. If Rafe didn’t care, why did his hands feel like confessions?

“Rafe.” 

He hummed against your neck, placing one last kiss before pulling away. You stared down at him, your hands leaving his hair to hold his face, your thumbs brushing his flushed cheeks. He felt warm under your fingertips.

“Do you like me?” You didn’t know what compelled you to ask.

A frown tugged on his features, his brows pinched together. His eyes darted across your face because maybe if he looked hard enough, he would give you the answer you wanted. But then he glanced down, and the corners of his lips quirked up. He chuckled.

Nervous, you chuckled, too. “What?” 

“I’m literally inside you.”

Was that his answer? 

You gave a sheepish smile, and your gaze traced the slope of his nose and the curve of his mouth. You tried again, “C’mon, do you?”

Rafe gave your hip a light squeeze. It didn’t feel comforting. It felt like a warning. Stop pushing. “Does it matter?” 

Yes, it mattered. It mattered to you. “I guess not,” you resigned, your hands dropping from his face as you went to fix your shirt.

“Hey.” He grabbed your chin, and you had no choice but to look at him. His eyes looked softer than usual, and his mouth opened then closed. “You’re the only one I’m seeing, you hear me?”

Could you believe him? Trust him? Your heart so desperately wanted to, but your mind told you otherwise. He was Rafe Cameron—anything he said could be a lie. Again and again, you had gone through that in your head, hoping it would finally stick.

But you were weak. “I hear you.”

“Good.” Rafe nodded, his hand slipping down to the side of your neck. He still had you wrapped around his finger. “So, you don’t gotta get all sappy or whatever, alright?”

You nodded, feeling defeated.

What confused you further was how he leaned in to kiss you soon after. It was gentle, almost sweet. This was what you craved, what you starved yourself for. Then the doubt crept in again. If he were trying to express the unspoken through it, you wouldn’t know. You never did when it came to him. And for your sake, you pulled away, your eyes remaining shut, unable to look at him.

“We should, uh, clean up, yeah?” Rafe sighed. He ran his hands down your thighs, giving them a light pat. “Gotta get you home.”

You ignored how your stomach churned. “Yeah.”

But this wasn’t the end. You knew there would be another time. And, like every other night, you would wait for Rafe’s text to light up your phone.

sunnie speaks! hey i hope you guys enjoyed reading :D i honestly struggled writing this for some reason?? so lmk what you guys think!!! also the title is a lyric from habits (stay high) by tove lo let's chat about rafe cameron!

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long rant about anime INCOMING. like. so long.

there is something so powerful about nostalgic anime or things from the past. SPECIFICALLY 2000’s to 2010’s ANIME HITS SO DIFFERENT. the stuff theyre putting out now is really a lot of hit or miss, overused troupes, mid writing, same formulaic stuff…. IT GETS BORING.

i have my gripes with harem and isekai and just how boring it gets with each overused troupe, everything is so predictable, and frankly ITS ALSO HOW I FEEL ABOUT SO MUCH SHOUNEN ANIME OUT THESE DAYS. isekai: theres always some weird thing that makes the main character special and overpowered, for some reason lots of big boobied simple characters with no depth, fanservice central, boring boring boring. theres some gems out there like mushoku tensei, slime was pretty good but set the standard and everything else just seems the same, iconic ones like everyone in isekai quartet (ainz, rezero, tanya, etc. u get what i mean) but frankly, theyre really just pumping out some MID garbage. and while i get it: some shows just SUCK but are SO AWESOME that u just enjoy it… but as for me? its just NOT my cup of tea.

then theres harem… oh harem………. its just bad. theres a lot of shows that count as harem that i actually LOVE and enjoy like MakeIne (great show), oresuki, konosuba technically lumfao!, BUT. with like every great show that counts as a harem, theres like 10 other shows that hit the mark completely. and i get it, not every company can come out with ONLY certified bangers,

BUT CMON THE GOLDEN ERA FOR ME IN ANIME WAS SOOOO THE 2000’s AND 2010’s. ESP IN SHOUJO lumfao. LIKE ALL THE MOST ICONIC BEAUTIFUL AMAZING GROUNDBREAKING ANIME WAS CULTIVATED DURING THEN. not every anime was heavily fanserviced with big boobies, not every shoujo was poorly written “hes so big… and he cares for me…!!!”, not every harem was panties in my face (though admittedly many of them were…), men who are main characters had GUY FRIENDS, and maybe even GIRLS WHO ARE ACTUALLY JUST FRIENDS AND NOT LOVE INTERESTS, shows had BACKGROUND CHARACTERS AND MINOR CHARACTERS THAT ARE ACTUALLY INTERESTING.

kaminomi is one of my top fave harem of all time, with technically ohshc being a “reverse harem”, theres just sooo much iconic anime that really cant be beat from the 2000s-2010s era for me.

this is death note era, nana era, ouran era, jjba era, chobits, toradora, kaminomi, little busters, angel beats, code geass, higurashi when they cry, clannad, steins gate, monogatari, hetalia (oh gosh), (late 2010’s-2020’s~soso) ssss.gridman/dynazenon/universe (my goat currently), spice and wolf, engaged to the unidentified, kamisama kiss, naruto and dbz (even tho dbz is like way old and so is jjba but yk.), gintama, not all but a LOT of some of the most iconic ghibli films imo, full metal, my little monster, MADOKA MAGICA, HARUHISUZUMIYA.. LIKE THE LIST GOES ON. ARGUABLY SOME OF THE MOST INFLUENTIAL ANIME OF ALL TIME. EVEN IF I HAVENT SEEN WHAT SOME PEOPLE SAY IS THE GOAT OF ANIME IT PROBABLY AIRED DURING THIS ERA. AND IM NOT EVEN INCLUDING ANY OF MY FAVE ANIME MOVIES SAD AND NOT SAD (besides ghibli)

but do i think there arent any good gems out there right now? oh nah theres a few good ones out rn. but the way its looking. lowkey. i think we’re only gonna be getting mostly mid ones…… like sure the animation quality is fantastic! the overworked animators are doing great, but. some of these shows are just plain dog water. like i cant get through so many of these shows. like yeah jjk is aight, chainsaw man was dubious!!, dandadan is a fun watch, but for SOME REASON. none of these shows hit like freaking early 2000s and early 2010’s anime. like instantly it also hits when there’s like violin and divine ahh soundtrack like DANG!!! YOU DID NOT NEED TO HIT THAT HARD!!! especially madoka magica and kaminomi.

can i just talk about how good kaminomi is too btw. its the only respectful harem i know, keima is actually a main character worth loving with substance more than a character troupe, the girls are so much more than what they look, keima helps them all and ELSIE IS ACTUALLY JUST A SISTER CHARACTER AND NOTHING ELSE. GENUINELY SHE IS JUST ELSIE MY GOAT. and like in toradora each of the characters are ACTUALLY INTERESTING!!!! like taiga and ryuji’s progression, the arcs of minorin and freaking glasses (even tho their arcs may be weakly written, at least they have more depth than most!) and the fact our main character actually has a guy friend and like. not some weird little girl sister character? its refreshing. its so refreshing!!!!!! does toradora count as a harem? lul. like wow!! these characters are people!!!

actual people! not just boobs or overpowered MC who everyone likes for NO REASON!

lowkey, i think they hit it out the park when VNs were being produced in anime. storylines with serious characters and plot, the characters have feelings and goals and so much more emotion. these recent years its a lot of light novels, but so simple. like

they all have one shtick they follow: “in another world without my books” “in another world WITH a cellphone.” “im the only guy who can level up and im overpowered” “i have a useless skill that actually isnt useless at all and im overpowered!” like wow, just how many themes are we exploring this time around. i did like “kumo desuga, nanika?!” a lot but frankly bc it was one of the like first 5 super quirky isekai i’d watched at the time. (and it was super likeable lol)

but like. dude. theres a lot that just really isnt even likeable character wise, story wise, and even like MAIN STORY TITLE wise. rent-a-girlfriend’s MC sucked actual dookie nuts, that one guys love sickness is just “wow! this girls different and not into me… i want her….” rehashed, 7th time loop is really just SO BORING. no substance, mc is overpowered, men are deeply in love with her for no reason besides “shes just sooo different and interesting from other women…. i want her…”

maybe all these are fr just self inserts and feel good media. heres some stuff you said you looooved to eat up but slopped up on your plate! enjoy!!! and…. LOWKEY. PEOPLE DO JUST EAT RHE SLOP. and you can. im just tired of the slop my bro.

admittedly theres slop thats poorly written but just SO ENJOYABLE AND AWESOME THAT ITS JUST SO GOOD. like… the first half of ssss.dynazenon sucked but. THE OTHER HALF AND GRIDMAN UNIVERSE JUST WAS SO AWESOME THE FIGHTING AND KAIJU AND HIKARU MIDORIKAWA (tehe! >.の), even though the loose ends were tied pretty poorly. spoilers but AKANE AND ALEXIS KREB COMING BACK??? OUGHHGHSHS SO GOATED I DONT EVEN CARE THEY WERE SO ENJOYABLE IT WAS AWESOME TO HAVE THEM BACK EVEN IF THIS JAWN DIDNT MAKE SENSE !!!!

for years ive been super into seiyuu, vocaloid, vtubers, even japanese edm, and frankly just consuming whatever other japanese media that i can shoot into my eyeballs, into my retinas, and let hit my eardrums (what a blessing.)

and BOY!!! LET ME TELL YOU THE COMMUNITIES AND RICHNESS OF CERTAIN SHOWS AND FANDOMS IN JAPAN IT WAS TIGHT BACK THEN. shout out Little Busters radio CD (ナツメブラザーズ(21)) and gridman universe drama CDs for opening my eyes. idk why it just hits so different from the stuff everybodies pumpin out. hell, even older seiyuu events. and MAN!!! ECEN THESE JUST HIT DIFFERENT FROM THE 2000’s AND 2010’s. AAAREGHHHH I WISH !!! I WAS BORN A LITTLE BEFORE…. AND GOT TO BE FULLY CONSCIOUS WHEN THESE THINGS HAPPENED…

but. anyways. thats kind of all for now. if i have more to rant about like music, other media, musicals, colin firth, seiyuu like hikaru midorikawa, etc. etc. i probably will do this again or make a part two. but thats all thats on my mind my goats. bye bye

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girl… wtf… wtf… wtf… wtf… wtf… wtf…

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DUDE CAN YALL HEAR ME YELLING AT HAECHAN TO STFU OR ELSE I’LL KISS HIM? CAN YOU GUYS HEAR ME ROOTING FOR THE TWO OF THEM TO KISS AGAIN LIKE MY LIFE DEPENDS ON IT? yeah, yeahhhh

what is wrong with you? 😭 WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? (i so needed this)

i needed haechan so down bad he’s questioning HIS WORTH AS A MAN (no but his little rants were funny lmaooo) because he’s writing y/n a letter and doing some arts and crafts 😭 this man is not even just down bad but he’s horrendously down bad and guess what? i support ✊🏼

UGHHH LEMME GIVE YOU A SMOOCH ON THE FOREHEAD BC BEST SMAU WRITERRR right here! lemme re-read the new update again and I’ll come back to freak out hehehehe

BUT AGAIN DUDE SO GOOD imma need to freak out about this to my bf bc haechan remembers 😭😭

- 🫧

(also, do not worry 🫡 i did take off so much time off social media and grieving with my family. it’s been a hard couple of days, but we feel much better knowing that hey, we loved bella a lot, we gave her a good life, and yes, it sucks she left the world in a manner we didn’t expect her to, but she was enough. and we’re just happy to be able to share our memories with that stinky with others so thank you to you and if any other anons read the updates, thank you for reading. we will get her ashes tomorrow 🥲 and i just hope wherever she is, she’s biting me and napping next to me while i read the new updates)

(another also, my mom is still in contact with bella’s mom’s owner and the owner bella was supposed to go to (IDK if i shared the story, but bella wasn’t supposed to be ours 😭 her brother was. bella was supposed to go to owners in mexico, but my mom got the wrong dog when she went to go pick bella’s brother, and we got bella instead), and they are kind enough to come to our house with bella’s family)

(we also found out!! bella’s sister’s owner IS OUR NEIGHBOR? so my mom has been in contact with her too and we’ve been getting a lot of support. we will eventually get another dog, not rn, but when we’ve healed and we know what to do and what not to do now. bella really was a treasure and thank you for reading her stories 🤍)

(WOAH THAT WAS A LOT EXCUSE MEEEE)

LMFAOOOO YESS LETS GO FOR THAT SECOND KISS!!!

this haechan is desperate LOWKEY like he’s not admitting it in front of anyone yet, just wait till he loses his girl fr fr and is begging her to talk to him again ON MAIN (i have a thing for pathetic men) like him going out of his way to decorate the letter and all and even getting paper cuts, HE WANTS HER….

i’m happy to know that you’re rather focusing on the nice times with her instead of the grief you’re experiencing, she was such a silly cute dog i loved her even if i never met her irl!!! AAAAAHHH that’s honestly so nice of them i can’t believe you’re only meeting them now 😭 i bet they’re just as silly as bella awww. and that’s a crazy ass coincidence HOW DID YOU GIYS NOT KNOW OMGG like her sister was across the street the whole time plss 😭 i agree btw!! take your time healing first instead of rushing, you don’t want it to feel like you’re attempting to replace her!!! AGAIN TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF I HOPE YOU FEEL BETTER RN MY LOVE <333

[dreamertrilogys]

Trc is seasons 1-5 spn yes this makes castiel henry cheng the short stories are all the meta episodes

YOU GET IT.

[moonchildstyles]

Hiii omg i was thinking like what if aster Harry when away for a week or a couple of days and came back with like a little bit of a beard and angel of course still thinks he looks handsome but she just misses cuddling up to his clean shaven face and kissing him without it scratching her and he is really excited about it and she doesn’t know how to tell him cause se doesn’t what to hurt his feelings but he kind of notices how se almost hesitates to kiss him sometimes and she isn’t so touchy as usual and he thinks she is mad at him or something that happened while he was away btw LOVE your writing ❤️❤️��

Wait this made me so sad omg:(((((( like maybe it’s been a couple of days and y/n loves love loves kissing him but his stubbles just in a weird spot rn where it’s too prickly to feel good on her skin esp when he kisses her face and neck so ofc she wants to kiss him and he looks so handsome like that like he’s just a dream but it’s also just 🥺🥺 not helping her rn so she almost is like okay she’ll wait until maybe it’s grown out a little and isn’t so prickly but that means she’s not as touchy and h picks up on it by the end of the day like she’s barely kissed him and when she was on his lap earlier after he came home she didn’t kiss his face like she usually does instead just laying on his chest and now he’s getting nervous like he was only gone for a few days what could have happened or changed and he’s just getting a little mopey before the next night and she only gives him a little peck goodnight before she’s bundling into his side and baby? And she’s all hmm? Sleepy and he’s just “is everything okay? Are we okay?” And she sits up like ofc we’re okay what do u mean???? And she looks so confused but he can’t help but remember how she like almost flinched when he kissed her cheek and “are you mad at me for going away for a few days? I would have brought u if u didn’t have midterms u know that” and she’s like h no ofc I’m not mad Why would u even think that and he “you’ve barely kissed me since I got home” and her face drops and she’s all quiet when she goes “h…” and that’s when his heart breaks and starts going a hundred miles an hour at the same time bc she never says his name like that she never looks at him like that omg and she’s all “I didn’t know how to tell you I didn’t want to make u sad” and his anxiety is only getting worse bc what the fuck us she about to say to him when she’s looking at him like that and when he doesn’t say anything she just holds his face and “I think u look really really handsome w ur new beard really I mean it!! But h…..it’s scratchy:( it hurts when u kiss me:(“ and h like could have cried from how truces he was hearing that like he hates that he was hurting her w/o knowing but omg she’s not breaking up w him thank GOD and he just wraps her up and oh thank fuck I’ll shave it rn I’m so sorry baby I had no idea fuck u scared me I thought u were so mad at me and he wants to kiss over her neck so bad but he stops himself and just holds her and feels her on him and she still kisses his neck and she feels so bad he can tell w the way she climbs on top of him and holds him just as tight and I’m so sorry h I didn’t mean to scare u I just didn’t want u to feel bad u know I like it;( and it’s just them saying sorry and cuddling in bed being all soft until h takes her w him to the bathroom and he shaves his face before they’re in bed again and he’s making it up to her 🤍

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you’re so right hyunjin would 100% write you literally anything you like or would just come up w smth new whenever he felt like it. also would def just give you artwork he made for you 🥲. imagine him giving you little pieces of your fave animal or his fave pic of you guys together </////3 god id be in shambles. also i did not realize malaysia was that hot ?? i couldn’t do it i hateeeeee the heat. but then i also hate the cold. like i’ll literally be going to school in -20C weather where i live😭😭 it’s so awful. so spring and fall are 100% my times of the year like i’m always happiest at those times bc the weather is just normal

so true men are just men. i think we got lucky w our skz’s zodiacs. bc changbin is the only leo man that can exist okay 🙅🏻‍♀️ he is nothing like these average ass horrible leo men. he’s bias wrecking me so hard lately like he’s literally fighting w hyunjin rn for the spot. i can hear them bickering in the back of my head 😒😒

ALSO RIGHT i can’t help but baby him 💔💔 same w seungmin i just want to squish his cheeks 💔💔💔 manifesting seungmo forehead rn 🙏🏼. SO IMPRESSED W THE BOWLING BTW THATS AWESOMEEEE. i hope you had sm fun 😋 i’ll have to try it again soon and lyk. most likely i’ll be shit but it’s worth a try. my day was not the besttttt i’m rly stressed out and have a ton of crap going on but seeing ur response made my day ^_^. i saw it and blushed and squealed not even kidding. ur the sweetest you always put a smile on my face. i hope your day is good today :)) i think it’s like 6 am there rn which is so funny bc i’m about to eat dinner. like it’s cool to think we’re doing our opposite routines at the same time. does that even make sense ?? 😭 this is what i mean w the rambling i’m just 💔 LOL

alsoooooo i’m gonna reply to your other post here too and say i’m so glad you moved on from those pos’s. relationships suck and that’s why i read fanfics like yours to fill the void 🙏🏼. i’m jk i’ve also moved on but im a lover girl at heart so not being in a relationship is legit torture. like i just want to talk to someone and be loved and like go on dates 🙄 KISSES AND HUGS FOR U THO you deserve all of them bae <33

- 🐈‍⬛ (spammed again omg what is my PROBLEM ?? you bring out the talk in me and most ppl can’t do that <33 i can’t help it ur too kind)

hyun <3 painting u <3 with a fond smile in his face <3 they don’t make men like him anymore!

malaysia IS hot bae. . . it’s located at the equator </3 spring and fall seems so pretty, especially fall!! like dawggg i wanna be jumping on piles of fallen leaves too mane 😔🙏 dress up cute ‘n stuff. i will be showing up everywhere lookin like rory gilmore 💯 everytime i see an autumn grwm i gotta stop myself from kicking and throwing a tantrum cs i don’t live somewhere with the four seasons 🤸‍♀ -20°C weather is insane i would literally drown myself in boiling water 🧘‍♀

the thought of changjin bickering IS SO FUNNY like those two istg. . . love how hyunjin rejects every single one of changbin’s affections LMAO i always laugh at them. binnie in the samsung ad got the girlies going CRAZY LIKEEEEE. . .

i get the desire to be loved tbh. likeeee feeling loved is so nice but at the same time i feel like i have no mental span for a relationship anymore 💀 i am so busy during the times i am in campus so having a bf wud probably be disastrous for me.

u need to come bowling with me i Will defeat u 💯 LMFAOOO. or maybe you, too, will find out that ure actually a hidden bowling prodigy. u never know ykyk. also yeah timezones are so odd but it is somewhat painfully endearing. . . ? just two people doing opposite routines but still being able to be friends at the same. isnt that so cute omg. i’m sorry your day was crap my love, here i giv u minho pics to hopefully make ur day today better than yesterday’s!!

mwahmwah sending u my love sweetheart <3

[denoire]

corpse kisses and pet names

this is just a filler post btw but i just woke up and i can’t stop thinking about this headcanon , so here we go lmao

characters: corpse x gn!reader

warnings: a disgusting amount of f l u f f omg

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kitheth uwu

forehead kisses:

( i noticed as i was reading over this, it sounded like i sat down here gossiping witchu so here you go,HERE’S THE TEA- )

he lives for them, when he’s on stream, he’s usually really stressed and anxious. and you being there is such a huge comfort for him. knowing that you’re here for him makes him feel way better, especially when you give him forehead kisses. they make him all red and flustered. so cute omg

“hey, you on stream?” you said and you stood next to him looking at his screen, he sighed lightly and muttered a ‘yes’. your head reached towards his head playing with his hair, you used your other hand to remove his hair away from his forehead and gently pressing a kiss on him making him giggle a little, ‘you’re so cute..”

cheek kisses:

it’s the got to, it’s your way of waking him up, or telling him you want  cuddles or just probably because you’re too short, like he’d be editing a video or just doing something and you’d kiss him out of nowhere, not that he’d mind. it’s really out of pocket honestly.

“baby, have you seen where i put my *kiss*, thank you but i really need to find the *kiss* y/n- *kiss*....i’m leaving”

lips:

he may have developed an obsession with your lips but you didn’t hear that from me, like he would take time out of his just to kiss your lips. oh a scenario? funny you asked cause there is this one time you were streaming and corpse just wouldn’t wanna leave your side (not that you wanted him to) without at least a single kiss, so he pulled you out of your seat, forced you to watch toast kill your little character, then this mofo proceeded to turn you camera and mic off just to make out with you?? for a good 45 mins?? the audacity he has >:( but it was great thought !! who are you to say no to a free make out sesh??

names;

baby:

he calls you baby so much, we’re all concerned that he genuinely forgot your name. y/n can’t come to the phone rn corpse forget their name. he’s always rambling about the weird shit you be doing at 4 am during streams. “guys, did i tell y’all that one time my baby was trying to bath a swimming pool? the bathroom was flooded with bubbles for two days” 

“baby can you come here, chat wants to say hi”

“you’re so hot baby, oh my god i missed you come cuddle me”

“BABBBYYYYYYYYYY” “corpse i’m two feet away from you”

babygirl/boy:

doesn’t say regularly but when he does it’s usually to tease you tf outta you, because he’s the annoying boyfriend that you love way too much because he deserves it. one time you were trying to reach and grab his your hoodie but you realized that he put in the top shelf and you were just there like :/ ‘really bro?’ and he was like “aweeee, does my little babygirl/boy need help?”

sometimes he would just say it because he knows it makes your brain and heart go ‘brrr’ like   “babygirl/boy look i got you a strawberry cow” and you’re like “a stwabewwy cow fowr me? 🥺👉👈” which reminds him why you call him that  CAUSE YOURE A PRETTY WITTLE BABYGIRL/BOY

(omg the amount of myso @delicrieux​ references in this single paragraph i- )

can you tell im deliriuos-

okay gn that’s all i can think of it's like 3am

[tanzaniiite]

can i request the trend of tiktok “the faster you get to me the more kisses you get!” with tsukishima, akaashi, bokuto and hinata? 🥺👉👈

“THE FASTER YOU GET TO ME, THE MORE KISSES YOU GET” TREND

w/ tsukishima, akaashi, bokuto, hinata & iwaizumi

requests: OPEN

warnings: talk of pee and poop in iwaizumi’s

a/n: of course you can! thanks for the request! 💓 (also the trend is used more as a prompt than it is as the main focus whoops 🤡)

i added iwaizumi bc he was requested in another ask so i just merged the two. my character limit is still four max!

who gave him the right 🥵

the salt lick himself

this dude is annoyingggg

you already knew what his reaction was gonna be,, so why bother?

welll you just wanted to be like all the other tiktok girls 👉🏽👈🏽

you wait until you see tsukki and yama walking out of the club room and towards you

you’re bracing yourself for the embarrassment

“babe! the faster you get to me, the more kisses you get!”

no shit, he stops in his tracks. yama’s just looking at him like ‘what you finna do?’

you know what he does? turns around and starts walking in THE OTHER DIRECTION

you are… baffled

when finally catch up to him, you’re pouting

“dude, what the hell?”

he glances at you, then flicks your forehead dummy hard

you’re triggered, “did you just flick me?”

this snarky mf is now laughing at you

btw yamaguchi is very uncomfortable rn

tsukishima the leans down, bean pole headass, and kisses your forehead

“sorry i don’t do dumb tik tok trends”

“it’s not dumb! you just didn’t want to kiss me”

he looks at you with an unimpressed look, as if saying, ‘we both know that’s not true’

alas you’re still pouting

yama: “haha this is me, see you guys tmmr” *leaves in awkward*

tsukishima knows your not gonna stop acting like a baby until he gives you what you want

he sighs, walks a couple feet away from you, pulls out his phone and starts recording

“say the thing”

“huh?”

“the trend thing. say it”

your eyes light up so much and tsukki smiles a bit

he’s so soft for you uwu

“the faster you get to me, the more kisses you get!”

because he’s a tall boi, it only takes him a few steps to get to you but when he does, he kisses you hard

like damn, okay sir

when he pulls away you’re flustered asf, he chuckles and stops recording

“happy?”

this poor boy wouldn’t know a tiktok trend if it punched him the face

i hate to say it, but he’s a boomer 😔🤘🏽 just like dadchi

he’s at your house picking you up for a date and your sibling is bombarding him with questions

when you come out, akaashi is like ‘oh thank goodness’

you smile at him, then wack your sibling in their side

“stop bothering him you weirdo!”

“what we’re just having a nice lil chat”

you shake your head and start to walk away but your sibling is holding akaashi back, giving him the typical ‘you hurt her, i kill you’ speech

now you know your boyfriend is great when he’s under pressure but.. this is new territory for him

you remember a trend that you saw a while back and decide to do it now

you know keiji wants your family to like him, so he’ll be conflicted between going to you or staying and listening to your siblings speech

it’s perfect really

so you pull out your phone and start recording

“baby! the faster you get to me, the sooner we can go on our date and the more kisses you’ll get”

my guy just blinks, “it is getting late..”. plus he’s not opposed to the kissing part so he starts to walk towards you

“hey! i’m not done talking to you”

‘that’s true, it would be rude of me to walk away mid conversation… if you could even call it that’ he thinks

you laugh slightly, you can practically see the gears spinning in his head

“keiji come on we don’t have all day”

“don’t you walk away from me”

akaashi sighs loudly. the longer he spends talking to your sibling the less time he has with you. if he walks away, he’s at risk of your sibling hating him. he’s stumped.

suddenly he turns to your sibling, “sorry l/n, we can continue this discussion later. y/n and i have a date that’s very time sensitive. i apologize”

he then walks to you and grabs your hand before walking off

“y’know my crackhead sibling was just mess with you right? you could’ve just walked away”

“i figured, but that’s still rude”

ugh we stan boy who has manners

“so.. um, may i get a kiss now?”

omg he’s so cute i love him 🥺

you grin and pepper his face with a bunch of kisses, making him blush slightly

tbh you don’t even need to ask, this dude is infatuated w/ you

he’ll run to you any day of the week

but what had happened was.. y’all were on a date and bokuto went to go get ice cream

but that was like 15 mins ago and you’re just sitting on the park bench looking like a fool

and ngl you were a little worried bc bokuto is so easy to distract you’re thinking he fell into a pond or something

so you go to look for him and tbh it doesn’t take long cause cmon,, it’s bokuto

he be loud asf

n e ways, there he is in all his glory playing with a German Shepard who looked like it was trying so hard not to bite him

the owner looked nervous asf but was probably too nervous to say something social anixety be like that

bokuto spots you and waves at you frantically

“hey babe! look at this dog! it’s so cute!”

ugh bless him

you send the owner an apologetic look and turn back to bokuto

“it is cute but i think you’re aggravating it.. i don’t want you to get bitten. let’s go”

“it won’t bite me!” *to dog* “right? you’re too good to bite me, yes you are, yes you are”

*inhales* this stubborn kid, so now you got to think of a new tactic

you suddenly remember that bokuto is affectionate x1 mil

he would never miss a chance to be smothered in love

this was as good a time as any to do this trend and save your bf in the process :))

you whip out your phone, “hey baby? the faster you get to me, the more kisses you get”

when i tell you his head SWIVELED

the dude is an owl confirmed 🙌🏽

literally almost trips trying to get to you, now he’s looking at you like an excited puppy ready for pats

the owner gives you thankful look and leaves

bokuto is still staring at you, waiting for his smooches

so you deliver 😌 you grab his face and kiss all around and place a final kiss on his lips

bokuto looks so happy, like he’s smiling so wide rn

all hail tiktok it rly be saving your stupid boyfriend

my bby 🥺

he loves you so so so so much

hinata will do anything for you yes anything

and the feeling is mutual, but sometimes you cannot comprehend what goes on in that mind if his

like,, you could not, for the life of you, understand why he ran into MOVING TRAFFIC

let me tell you what happened

so you were shopping with your friends (and just to clarify y’all were a strip where there’s a bunch of stores on each block)

you guys were just casual walking and then your friend pointed out that it sounded like someone was calling your name

you looked around and there was your orange fuzzy bouncing up and down on the other side of the street

“BABY! BABE! Y/N! LOOK!”

too cute i swear

you smiled and waved, “hi baby!”

“wait until i get across this street imma kiss you so hard!”

cue your friends gagging

you giggle and decide to reference a tiktok cause why not?

“the faster you get to me, the more kisses you can get!”

b-but he thought you were serious

so yes he ran into the middle of a busy street

you are traumatized, paralyzed with fear if you will, you thought your boyfriend was going to die right in front of you

when he finally reached you, you scolded him mother hen mode activated

“why the hell would you do that hinata?!”

uh oh, you used his last name.. not good

“but you said–”

“i was joking!”

oh. now he’s embarrassed and sad bc you’re mad at him

at least he thought you were until you grabbed him and hugged him tightly, “don’t ever do any dumb shit like that again, okay? you scared me”

“i won’t,, but since i did risk my life, can i get a kiss?”

“NO.”

i feel like y’all have a relationship where you guys can be mean(?) to each other w/o getting offended

so you guys are at your house watching Netflix together and he suddenly gets up and leaves your room

“where are you going?”

“gotta piss”

istg i hate the word “piss” but IK he says that instead of “pee”

n e ways you resume watching the show but your bf’s been gone for like 10 mins

you go to the bathroom and knock on the door, “hey, you good in there? it doesn’t take 10 minutes to pee”

you hear him groan, “fuck off”

and then,, it all clicks, “are you constipated?!”

“FUCK OFF”

now you’re laughing your ass of bc what the fuck

“don’t clog my toilet nasty”

“y/n i swear to god if you don’t leave me alone–”

“what? are you gonna fling your doo doo on me?”

you finally stop teasing him and go back to your room

you send him a text, ‘still constipated? 💩’

‘breaking up w/ you is looking mighty tempting rn 🥴’

‘rude 🤧 but hey, the faster you poop, the more kisses you get’

this dude left you on read

and didn’t return until 20 mins later

“damn i know my bathroom stinks now”

“shut up and give me my kisses”

you raise an eyebrow, “i– you took 20 mins”

“okay.. did you want me to get up mid shit and come to you?”

you don’t why but that shit had you cackling, you reach up and pull him close to you

you give him a couple of pecks and a deep kiss

aww he’s smiling 🥺

“i love you my lil doo doo machine”

he pushed you off your bed

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Kaminari, Shinso and Dabi Talking To You On The Bleachers

notes: this is very self indulgent bc i had a dream about this exact thing so i am sharing it with you in the form of headcanons!!!! (also considering writing bully kaminari and shinso bc of this??)

read characters as aged up!

Warnings: I guess bullying maybe??

words: .4k

Kaminari:

·        He’s being a flirt I won’t lie

·        The light summer breeze is sending his aftershave into your nostrils

·        You’re trying to stay composed but it’s making you a bit feral

·        He keeps tucking a hair behind his ear when he talks to you

·        (which we all know is code for he rly likes you)

·        Dabi and Shinso are making lil snarky comments next to him but you’re both ignoring

·        He has his phone in his hand the whole time which is a little distracting

·        Bc you’re like ???? is he expecting a text from another conquest ????

·        But it turns out he’s been waiting to steer the conversation into showing you memes

·        He has an excellent meme collection btw, truly *chef’s kiss*

·        So you’re both laughing until you’re crying and you can feel yourselves getting six packs

·        He’s thinking of asking you out on a date, but he’s a little too shy in front of the others

·        He’ll do it when he manages to catch you alone

Shinso:

·        Okay first things first he’s a dick

·        In my dream he had brown hair and stubble can someone draw it I’m tryna see smthn

·        I’m gonna set the stage of my dream rn so you can get an idea

·        These three boys were sitting in the bleachers

·        Kami was being a flirt with you

·        N then Shinso copped an attitude????

·        LITERALLY out of nowhere

·        Like? BITCH

·        He was basically calling you an idiot and incompetent

·        You started yelling at him and he’s like “I’ve won the argument bc you shouted!”

·        So you just kinda get up and leave because you have had ENOUGH

·        And he’s just smirking and laughing with the other two like he’s hot shit

·        Like I said!! He’s a dick 😊

Dabi:

·        Also a dick lmfao

·        But that’s to be expected, he’s a villain after all

·        Okay so just as you were about leave from arguing with Shinso, Dabi decides to pipe up

·        “While we’re on the subject of yelling at each other I have something to say.” he speaks

·        Lmfao in my dream I straight up said “don’t start.”

·        BUT HOMIE WAS R E A D Y to bring the fucking BEEF

·        He pulls out his fucking PHONE and he has a WHOLE bullet pointed list in his note app of things he wants to drag you for

·        Dabi is petty as fuck for real, PETTY

·        I don’t know what you did to him to make him so mad that he needed to write a LIST

·        But God damn, watch ur back

·        Bc we know how he likes to hold a grudge!!!!

·        Maybe it would be safer to let him get it off his chest?

·        Just so the hatred against u doesn’t fester