#why am i still HERE GOODBYE MWAH

[ahollowgrave]

-- home sweet home.

I have been thinking a lot about Selenite's apartment and the vibes. She likes to keep the overhead lights off as much as possible, there is almost always some old sappy romance playing on the TV, a door open for friends to wander in and out as they please. She doesn't like to be alone too long!! But it is also her home and she will be comfortable. A bonus shot, just for you:

[thisismeracing]

#9 with Lewis!

coming right up! ✍🏾🫶🏾

From the Quick Prompt List: 9. “Can you come pick me up?”

word count: 0.5k

pairing: reader (she/her pronouns) x lewis hamilton

warnings: mentions of alcohol, club and a bit of tooth-rotting fluff.

It was past midnight, Yn's friends were somewhere in the middle of the club drinking and dancing, and she was way too tired and tipsy to bother leaving the bar. Her body was achy after working all day and she only agreed to come because it has been forever since they went out together, but right now, Yn was starting to regret not going home.

She watched as the lights flicked again, the neon hurting her eyes and making her dizziness worse. Her phone buzzed with a random notification that lit up her screen and she stared at the picture of her boyfriend and his dog, her favorite picture of them, her lock screen.

Yn didn't think too much before getting up and dialing his number from heart while walking to the back entrance where the sound of the loud music was muffled.

"Hi, Lew, can you come pick me up?" she mumbled pressing the device closer to her ear. It wasn't common for Yn to ask him favors, although Lewis would hardly consider it a favor, but the fact was: Yn did not like to ask Lewis things, she did not like to "be a bother" and it doesn't matter how many times he would tell her that she was not bothering and that he would gladly do anything for her, she still would take forever before giving in. That's why he was confused when she asked him to pick her up, because she was out with friends in a club located 40min from his house.

"Yeah, babe, I'm on my way, but is everything ok?" he asked, already grabbing his keys and wallet.

Yn nodded but then remembered he couldn't see her.

"I'm fine, just not really in the mood to party. I'm too tipsy and there's too much light and too much noise, I just wanna get home to you and Roscoe," she explains.

Lewis stops for a second once again, because that was another first. She was referring to his house as "home" and she wanted to get back to him and Roscoe. His heart pulsed faster.

"Do you want me to stay with you on the line? Are you sure you're safe?" he asked, getting inside his car and starting the engine.

"I am ok, but if you could stay on the line I would appreciate it."

"Anything for you, gorgeous," he answered and she smiled lazily. "I'm making it there in 20 ok?"

"But it's a 40min drive," she stated.

"I'm making it in twenty," he repeated, and sure enough in twenty minutes his park was outside the club. Yn found her friends on the dance floor and bid her goodbye before running to her boyfriend. Lewis was leaning against the car, arms crossed, eyes cast on the door as if waiting for her to show up, and when she did his face lit up in a small grin.

"You're absolutely the best, I am so sorry for-"

"You won't ever bother me, Yn. I would pick you up in hell if you asked me to, I love you," he whispers.

Yn smiles hugging him closer and tighter. She was already home although they were still 40min away from his house.

Hope you guys like it -insert here messsage about liking, reblogging, ranting on my inbox, letting me know your thoughts etc etc etc- byeee *mwah*

[strawhbrrries]

Babys Breath, v

pairing: bob floyd x seresin!florist!reader

summary: Bob stumbles into the nearest florist to the funeral he’s attending and, unknowingly, charms Jake Seresin’s sweet younger sister with all the anxious charm he possesses.

warnings: everyone calls reader “sunshine”, fluff!!!, protective older brother jake??, horrible descriptions of the navy, warnings will differ depending on chapter, no use of y/n or description of reader, not proofread 

word count: 1441 words

authors note: because i love you guys, you get it a day early!! a bit juicier this time!! how do we think the rest of jake's reaction is gonna go? bob + sunshine forever and ever!! as always, please enjoy!! mwah!!

tag list: @myownworstenemyyy @kloofspeaks @bcon24 @chaosofmanyfandoms @strangerparks @kmc1989

find the masterlist here!

read the previous part here! read the next part here!

“You don’t believe me? And why the fuck not?” You held the phone between your ear and your shoulder, trying to close up the shop and interrogate your brother at the same time.

“You’ve given me no reason to trust you, Sunny. I told you not to text him.” Jake responded, voice laced with annoyance. You were sure if you could see him his eyes were halfway in the back of his skull and a hand was on his hip in that sassy pose he did.

“Oh my god, Jake. Am I not a fucking adult? Even if I did text him, which I fucking didn’t, why does it matter? He’s not Javy or Rooster who just want to fuck me and add another notch to their belt.” You snapped, scrunching your face in annoyance. The over-protectiveness he was exhibiting was eating at you, your nerves were hanging on by a thread.

“It doesn’t matter, I told you not to do something. It shouldn’t take all of your self control not to go against me. I’ll see you at home. Goodbye.”

With that he hung up, the tears of frustration welling in your eyes at his words. The universe just wanted you to fail, how could you not respond to the text? Just last week the sweetest man found his way into your shop and now you’re supposed to simply act like he didn’t exist?

hey bobby, I know this is a long shot but i need some saving

can we go get something to eat?

You locked the door to the shop and looked at your phone one more time before frowning and putting it away. The last place you wanted to be was your house, the argument with Jake would just escalate and you weren’t ready for that. Not right now at least. You’d find solace in the one place you shouldn’t. With Bob. You sat on the steps in front of the building, waiting for a response before deciding if you should just go home and face the Seresin wrath.

Every time your phone went off you hoped it was Bob and it never was. You figured he was busy, probably had other plans and didn’t want to hang out with you. 

“Is anyone sitting next to you?” The voice caused you to look up and locate where it was coming from, a smile spreading across your face when you saw who it was.

“Hi Bobby.” You pat the spot next to you, ushering him to sit on the steps next to you. 

“I was around the corner, figured you’d rather see me in person than a text.” He spoke softly, pushing his glasses up a bit and looking at you as he sat down.

“I appreciate it, I was waiting for a text. Can’t lie, I was a bit disappointed to not get one.” You chuckled, laying your head on his shoulder and breathing in. He smelled so good, especially after having worked all day.

“I hope you’re not still disappointed.” He teased, poking your side and laying his head on top of yours. He wasn’t going to pry and see what was bothering you but he couldn’t lie and say he wasn’t relieved that you came to him first about it. “I’m sorry you had a shit day, where do you wanna eat?”

“I don’t care, just not the hard deck.” You responded, closing your eyes and enjoying the softness of the moment.

“I know a spot, c’mon.” He stood up and offered you his hand, intertwining your fingers and leading you to his car.

He drove to a small diner on the outskirts of the town, intentionally so you didn’t have a chance to run into your brother. He assumed the bad day was because of your brother, and that was why you asked not to go to the nearest bar with some damn good food. The place was small and obviously family run, Bob had been here a few times before and would highly recommend it to anyone.

The two of you got a small booth in the back corner, away from the commotion of the rest of the diner. It felt more personal this way. A sweet older woman was your server, she acted like she’d known the two of you your whole lives. Once your food came she left the two of you alone, letting you talk and joke around.

“Phoenix paid me a visit earlier.” You stated, putting a fry in your mouth while he connected the dots.

“Oh my god, that’s where she went earlier. Sorry for that, I’m going to assume she came on pretty strong.” He apologized and it wasn’t even his fault, taking a bite of the food in front of him.

“Yeah, she kinda scared me a bit at first. She gave me her number though, soon I’ll have all of dagger squad.” You joked, covering your mouth as you giggled

“You know the dagger squad?” He tilted his head to the side, furrowing his brows as he tried to figure out where you would know that from unless your brother actually was in it or Phoenix told you.

“Uh, yeah. So, if I tell you this. I need you to swear you won’t speak to him about us, or anything hinting towards me.” You put your pinky finger out, the ultimate swear.

“Okay?” He hesitantly shook pinkies with you, becoming even more confused than before.

“Jake, or Hangman as you would know him, is my brother.” You let go of his pinky and took a sip of your drink while he processed the information, he rubbed his forehead as he thought about it.

“I guess I’m just confused why you kept it from me? I won’t say anything to him, I promise, I’m just confused?” 

“I get a lot of navy men at the shop and I always ask Jake about them, just curiosity I guess. You were the one man he basically swore me off of, told me I couldn’t text you back and we got into a huge argument about it.” You explained, picking at the skin around your nails anxiously. This could go horribly and blow up in your face or he could be completely understanding about it.

“Sounds exactly like him, I should’ve known the second you said he was an asshole. Hangman is the only asshole I really work with, makes everything so much harder. So he doesn’t know?” Bob asked, fiddling with the food on his plate.

“I’m not even sure anymore, he texted me earlier that you had a girlfriend. Which, I didn’t know we had taken that step.” You teased, winking playfully. “But then he said he didn’t believe me when I said I hadn’t texted you back. Which, yet again blew up into a huge argument-” 

“Which is why you called me.” He finished your sentence, shaking his head in understanding. “Phoenix started it!”

“I’m sorry for bringing you into this, Bobby.” You chewed at your bottom lip, frustrated that you brought him into the middle of this because you liked him too much.

He assured you it wasn’t just your fault, it was equally his fault too and he made sure you knew that. For the rest of the meal you explained how the initial argument with Jake went down and how you ultimately decided to say fuck it and do it anyway. Bob was appreciative of that fact and understood why you kept it all a secret. He even promised to continue keeping it a secret from your brother for as long as you wanted, even pinky swearing on it.

“We should probably get going.” You groaned, stacking the dishes from your food and paying the bill as a thanks for him saving you. Although, you both argued over it for a good few minutes.

The ride back to your car was filled with lots of laughs, you told him a ton of stories about your childhood with Jake. How you were constantly telling others he was your real brother and how you got your nickname. He called it an honorary callsign, you giggled and said you’d never call it that. He praised you for being able to live with Jake and dealing with him all the time. You walked hand in hand with him to your car, stopping in your tracks when you see the person leaning against it.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” Jake exclaimed, pinching the bridge of his nose and doing a double take at the two of you holding hands. “Are you sure you didn’t text him back, Sunshine?”

[sparatus]

4 & 7 for that one ask game and then 12 so you can rant about grandpa I already know that’s the answer

you know me so well

choose violence🔥

4. what was the last straw that made you finally block that annoying person?

genderbending saren to make kryterius m/f like a fucking coward*. tagged me in wip games featuring her sharterius work when i am very openly and vocally an aggressive hater of that ship and also wrote saren horrifically ooc. other annoying crimes. finally rbed a post from me and tagged it as being about "milf saren" and i lost it and blocked goodbye

*note: i enjoy a good gb fic myself, there's a few from ye olde kmeme that i still like, but she ONLY wrote kryterius as gb m/f and didn't ever interact with my stuff for them that was m/m which reeks of bad implications to me. go away straight

7. what character did you begin to hate not because of canon but because how how the fandom acts about them?

kaidan. kaidan kaidan kaidan. the ONLY way i managed to save him for myself was retreating from fandom and finding a few sane shenko mutuals (they know who they are). he's a good fun character! i enjoy writing him! he's my friend! but my god shenkos (and frankly ESPECIALLY mshenkos) make me hate him so much.

garrus also started to suffer this fate but tragically there are no sane shakarians only ex-shakarians who migrated to the niche corner (mwah) so instead i had to just ship him in a rarepair nobody likes but me, quite literally i'm making the fucking tag, that's the only thing that's saved him and tbh i still kinda worry im not writing him in character

12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

i mean really. is there any other character i COULD talk about. look at my entire brand here.

the councilors in general have WAY more character than they're given credit for, especially the original three who have 3 games of dialogue to work with instead of just 1 for the replacement three, and i could honestly do an entire essay for each of them, but let's stick to grandpa for now. putting this under a cut i went insane

this man is the ONLY councilor who's actually DOING HIS FUCKING JOB CORRECTLY. he's the one who's always trying to stick to the law and uphold it, tevos's hand-wringing about diplomacy be damned, especially in the first game. he's a representative of the people and he CARES about the people, every SINGLE time he scolds you in the first game and when he makes his dramatic entrance in udina's office in the third he's specifically concerned with the public at large:

after feros he's concerned that you only intervened because it's a human colony, and wants to be certain you aren't going to just ignore non-humans and will protect the galaxy at large, not just humans

after therum he's reasonably worried that liara is working with her mother and you've just helped a huge threat to the galaxy walk free

after noveria, if you killed the rachni queen he's reasonably concerned about why you just acted without any sort of "yo heads up" call or advice, whereas if you saved her. YEAH NO SHIT HE'S WORRIED ABOUT THAT ACTUALLY did you hear all the reasons the rachni returning should be a much bigger deal than the game treats it of course he's like "that's extremely fucked up why would you do that"

at the start of me3 he is the ONLY one of all 4 councilors to actively, directly state that people are scared and it's their duty as galactic leaders to stay calm and protect their people, indirectly calling out udina for calling him a coward because udina demanding help for earth and ignoring the alien worlds is doing the exact same thing he's complaining about them doing in turn

keep in mind that from his perspective in me1 YOU ARE LITERALLY A POLITICAL POWER PLAY. you literally get the job because udina wants a human spectre and it's convenient to send you after saren, you didn't actually go through the proper process to be vetted and confirmed, for all they know you're every inch as human-centric and unconcerned with aliens as every other alliance twat they've met at this point. and the alliance, via hackett and anderson's attitudes, REGULARLY prove that all they care about is having somebody who can ignore the law! and depending on how you play the game you can in fact confirm that you shouldn't have been given this authority and are just doing shady shit for hackett that he can't do on the level! you can in fact PROVE SPARKY RIGHT! high-renegade shepard actually fucking proves why sparky was right to vote no on you i will die on this hill

he's also the only one to actually fucking help you in the third game right away. literally goes behind the others' backs to do it. they just voted "nah we have to worry about our own people first" and he swooces right around with a solid first step for you to take and a clear understanding that everyone has to work together regardless of udina being a lil bitch. everyone who likes those mods/edits of doing air quotes and "ah yes, reapers"-ing him back to mock him in this scene is my enemy and also a fucking idiot you don't mock the person who is 1) actively trying to help you and 2) YOUR LITERAL BOSS SHUT UPPPPP

speaking of ah yes reapers. he's justified in saying that. i dont care what whiny little princesses your shepards are. he's been dealing with anderson for TWO FUCKING YEARS who has literally not shut the fuck up about it, when inciting galactic panic is the LAST thing they should be doing. of course he's tired. of course he's annoyed this is coming up again. the man has been putting up with this for two fucking years he wants to go back to bed.

ALSO in the opening scroll in 2 it's in fact strongly implied they DO believe you but are keeping quiet to avoid a panic ("the official story") and then the archives in citadel dlc confirm it with the secret spectres-only edition of sovereign's entry. they're not fucking ignoring you or dismissing the threat they're trying to avoid GALAXY-WIDE PANIC YOU FUCKING MORONS

also he has some BITCHING quotes, these two are my favorites they're burned into my brain:

[in response to udina saying he and the council are scared and trying to save their own asses] "Our people are scared, and we're looking out for them the best we know how."

[if you save the rachni queen on noveria] "I hope you're right, Shepard. Our children's children will pay the price if you're not."

also his facial scarring is badass and implies there's so much more to him than just "consummate politician" like bioware's little bio of him implies, and his "children's children" line strongly implies he actually has children's children which lines up with him being visibly older and more aged than the turians we're usually running into in the games and im sure ill think of more stuff later on but that's my unhinged rant for the day

also if you ship him with shepard i am loading my shotgun

[howyouloveyourdragon]

if you don't feel comfortable reading, this is basically a notice saying that for now i am still on a break from posting but when i return, i think that my posting schedule will be changing from 3-4 to 1-2 fics/requests a week or random until further notice

i do not expect to be gone too long because im too feral for that but this is a general explanation i guess :)

!!TW!! E.D!! (eating disorder)

hi my lovies ♡ so you've probably already noticed by now if you have been following me for awhile that my posting schedule has shifted sporadically over the past few months and i post fics much less regularly than i did when i started out

if you have followed me recently then this will probably not affect the speed you see my fics in, this post is primarily so that my older followers know why i have been slower in releasing my series', wips, requests etc

i love posting for all of you and hearing all your positive feedback and comments but unfortunately my eating disorder has resurged and it's just not possible for me to prioritise posting over fixing this and my wellbeing as i've had a lot of not nice thoughts biting their way in again. i also don't think anyone will be surprised when i say that this fandom has also driven in some stress and discomfort recently so i need a break away from that as well even though so many people have been so nice to me on here

!! HOWEVER !!

i will still be posting as often as i feel comfortable with so this is not a goodbye and the longest i think i will be gone might be two weeks at longest (i'll put up another statement if it does end up being longer than that)

for now fic recs have been on hiatus because i plainly haven't had the time to read them but when i get back oh ho ho i have a big ole spam list for you

it means so much to me that so many of you have followed, interacted and supported me since i made this account in november, i never expected this to be more than just an outlet for my writing, i am so grateful to you all and for all of my beloved moots that i met here who are all the loveliest people ever i love you all very much and can't wait to binge your works when i return, enjoy the thea spam ♡♡♡

and to everyone who has gotten to the bottom of this page, it matters so much to me that people genuinely care about what i put out so thank you for listening and as far as interactions go, don't be afraid if you get a message or reply from @simp-aholic after interacting (which is still very welcome), that's my other account, i won't be checking this account too often during my break but im still fairly active over there ♡♡♡ i am aware that i do not need to explain myself but i did want to help anyone who might be confused, or not have got the memo that im on a break, understand where i've been and what to expect until i come back

you have all been so lovely to me,

mwah buh bye ♡

(also to all my moots tagging me i swear i'll get to it when i come back! i am very much looking forward to it!)

[zhongrin]

Rinnnnn!!!! Hope ya are doing great these days! ❤️❤️

Wdym typo? I thought Moray eel Zhonglee is your hubby? /j

help 🤸

Wait ya mean you hc Zhongli as a kind of messy? And forhejeibejek so cute how you're controlling it for your hubby aaaa, you truly complete each other <33

Ikr?? I can't speak as fancy as the both of them like 🏃💨 hope my Zhongli drabbles are already enough heh. (BTW! can I send ya some drabbles from time to time too? <3)

LMAO ngl I somehow understand that, stan Meitham <33 (plssss it's also so cute dodbejkwk)

HELP RIN I would never simp for Zhongli (although some ppl are doubting that heh-);; but I had some troubles the last day in which I thought my Ayato phase came back but it didn't. I still love Baizhu with my whole heart ❤️🤸

HELP RIN you're so cute, but no need to do that mwah <33

Yes Changsheng was literally all the time like: aight, can ya get together now? Can't handle Baizhu nor you acting like this 🙄

IKR QIQI IS SO CUTE I wanna hug her so bad frfr ❤️❤️

HELP WHERE DID THE DOLLS CAME FROM?? 🧑‍🦯

Ah I see I see, but he surely thought his dear friend is lucky to have a follower like you <33

LMAO ALHAITHAM 😭 I mean he totally would omfg.;; But yes I can understand the relief of his then heh

Ikrikr he surely was but he also was confused at first when he saw me walking up the stairs, limping a bit but also he was like "Who is this? Never seen her" like new patient yk

Then he saw me tripping and ofc he rushed over to help me and was like "Oh she is clumsy. But adorable. Wait WHAT-;;"

What can I say? He fell 0.0000001 seconds faster than me heh.

Next question! <3

Do you have any pet names for your hubby's? If so, what are they and also maybe why it is that specific pet name? <3

(help Rin I thank you sm for answering my long ass asks with such long ass texts, I really appreciate it and I really enjoy reading it aaaaaa <33❤️)

i am!! ty for asking ehheh i hope you're doing well too and baizhu is giving you enough kithes <3

moray eel zhonglee gOODBYE I AM DEAD HLSDJFKLJSDFS no but fr they're so funny looking i cannot- also APPARENTLY THERE'S A DRAGON MORAY EEL VI WE'RE ONTO SOMETHING HERE in an alternate universe, liyue is an underwater kingdom with dragon moray eel zhongli ruling over the city

not exactly messy but he hoards a lot of things. yk how asian parents keep the sauces and containers from takeaway food? ....... yeah.

you can send me drabbles yes ofc that would make my day???? hsldjflksjdklf you don't even need to ask helphsldkfjklsjdlf but you don't have to ofc!!! never feel pressured to do so, although pls know that i would treasure them forever if you ever do so 😭

......... vi vi vi what if. imagine both baizhu and ayato pining for you- 👀

where did the dolls come from you ask? uhhhhhhh- we're writers we have ✨unlimited✨ imagination :D

"oh she's clumsy" -> "oh that's adorable i want to protect her- wait what-" is the only valid reaction nodnod would you say baizhu is protective of you then bc i can totally see that hehe <3

pet names!!!!

i have a lot for zhongli hehe i call him xiànɡ ɡonɡ / hubby, lónglí (mashing character for dragon + last character of his name), li, darling, dear, love.... i actually had a whole post about it sldjfklsjdlf ALSO ALSO since you're a selfship enthusiast if you're interested there's this collab you can check out hehe

for al haitham.... actually not that much bc he doesn't call me by nicknames too much either!! but i do call him haitham, dear, beloved, babe (to fluster him mainly lmao)!! and he usually just calls me by name (meirin / mei / rin) but on private he might use habibti or love <3

how about you and baizhu? what kind of nicknames do you have for each other? also!!! what kind of dates are your favorite? <3

(and pls it's no problem at all, i'm glad you like the long responses bc i. i gush about my selfships a LOT WAUGHHJDSFH i enjoy reading your asks too wahhh they always make me smile <3)

[littlelordfuckler0y]

Klaus mikealson x reader Instagram au 5 [masterlist]

dam0nsalvat0re Y/n the entire time we (me mostly) tried telling her about the original nut job:

@unofficialenzo HAHAHAHAHHAHA GOOD ONE

@stefaNN18 Not funny Damon…

@dam0nsalvat0re It’s a joke come on

@bonboniee too soon!

@yourusrname It’s alright—he was right so I guess…

@gilbertelenaaaaa It gets better alr? :/

@yourusrname I know!!! it’s fine really

@carebarre can you even try to be A LITTLE sensitive???

@dam0nsalvat0re That’s exactly what I’m doing! I’m joking about it so she doesn’t cry about their breakup all the time! That’s me being sensitive!!!

@carebarre I have no words

yourusrname Well just me again

@stefaNN18 Why don’t you stay over at ours for a few days?

@yourusrename I seriously don’t mind being alone but thank you mom

@unofficialenzo Ah the Great Depression…

@gilbertelenaaaa I’m coming over

@carebarre Twilight marathon?

@bonboniee GIRLS NIGHT IT IS

@dam0nsalvat0re Are you for real??? You could be out drinking your liver off meeting new people and you’re still dreading?

@yourusrname you’re right….

dam0nsalvat0re no one knows how to deal with a break up better than a Salvatore best friend (steffan excluded)

@bonbonnnie Y/n??????? She didn’t pick up any calls she wasn’t responding to any texts and you didn’t answer either?

@dam0nsalvat0re Oh yeah I took her phone away so she doesn’t drunk call anyone in particular 👍🏼

@unofficialenzo I was the sober company…for 20 minutes

@gilbertelenaaaa THANK GOD she’s alive

@carebear_ WHERE THE HELL DID YOU TAKE HER?

@yourusrame you stupid fucking moron I woke up on a footpath this morning

@dam0nsalvat0re I dropped you home?

@yourusrname you dropped me two blocks down my home ON THE FOOTPATH

@dam0nsalvat0re At least you’re not sad anymore look how happy you look in the photo

@yourusrname I was high. On some really really really really really low quality coke.

@stefaNN18 I am cool with break ups stop lying

@dam0nsalvat0re oh yeah playing monopoly and going to bed at 11 instead of 10 is a great time

@unofficialenzo Don’t forget the self help book suggestions

yourusername Under the same moon I guess

@gilbertelenaaaa you’re going to be okay❤️

@carebear_ We’re going to find you someone MUCH better alright?

@dam0nsalvat0re Dear god you’re STILL not over it ???? Do you want to go for a party somewhere again??

@carebear_ It doesn’t work like that and ABSOLUTELY NOT

@yourusrname Yeah I think I’m gonna pass this time

@bonbonnnie Girls night?

@yourusrname Please yes🥲

@gilbertelenaaa omw

@stefaNN18 Can I tag along? I’m actually cool don’t listen to Damon please I need to make sure you guys are alive by the end of the night

@yourusrname I don’t mind it sure :)

klaus.mikealson. Perhaps it was too good to last. Goodbye, Mystic Falls.

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HI HI sorry yes it’s been a long time since I’ve posted and there’s so many people in my inbox telling me to continue so here it is I promise I’ll post more frequently 😭

Sorry if this ep’s sad or whatever it’ll turn around dw

Drink water and stay hydrated mwah <33

Tags🏷 @lavendercloxds

[chimielie]

lay all your love on me

summary: Sakusa Kiyoomi x Reader. The “good” ending to 1:37 P.M.

word count: 1.2k

cw: angst to fluff, a little bitter, mostly sweet.

a/n: we love communication! we love working things out. i would not do it but we love it. much love mwah

“Am I too late?” He asks, and you open and close your mouth, speechless. “Please,” he says, and you’ve never heard him sound so miserable in your life, his voice hoarse and cracking with desperation. “Tell me I’m not too late.”

The front door is still open, swinging back and forth slightly from Kiyoomi’s dramatic entry. A finger of the breeze brushes over you, blowing your hair away from your face, always a sure signal that the wind would slam the door one way or another. You duck past him and sprint for the door, trying to mitigate the scuff on your wall or the damage to the doorframe. He goes for it, too, and you find yourselves standing at the side of the open door, clutching it tightly in slightly sweaty palms. One of his strong arms is lifted above you, and you can nearly feel the heat radiating from his side. You exhale a laugh, leaning your forehead against the door. He does the same with a thunk and a sigh.

“Why are you here, Kiyoomi?” You step away from the door and towards the kitchen, taking a seat on a stool at the counter and leaning on your elbows. You angle your neck to look at him, and after shutting the door carefully, he walks over to take a seat beside you.

“Shouldn’t it be obvious?” He says. His tone is calm, but you don’t miss the way he’s gripping the edge of the counter or his panicked eyes, the way he blinks back tears that keep returning seconds later.

“No,” you say, and your voice is quiet but your words are angry. “It’s not, because for the last few months you’ve acted like you don’t want to be in a relationship with me, and yesterday you barely reacted when I broke up with you, and now you’re here. And truly, I don’t understand why.”

“I think me showing up here shows that I reacted pretty fucking strongly,” he says.

“Language.” It’s meant to be sassy, but a part of you does feel that cursing at each other will only make this departure worse. He looks down briefly.

“I’m sorry,” he says, and when he looks into your eyes again there are tears tracking down his face. “I was really upset when you texted that because I knew I’d been wrong, leaving you, I wasn’t thinking straight when I texted back. I couldn’t find the right words to text, so I called you, and you didn’t pick up, and I knew if I wanted to save this I had to prove to you that you’re a priority in my life. That you are my life. If anything,” he says sadly. “I wanted to say goodbye.”

“But what is this?” You press. “What are we even—” you choke on a sob, and you realize belatedly that you’re crying again. “What are we fighting for?”

“You’ve been fighting,” he says, and you can’t believe how good it feels to hear him acknowledge that. Your shoulders relax. The tears in your eyes are flowing faster.  “I haven’t, and I’m sorry. I love and appreciate every part of you, every part of our relationship. I know I might not have given you enough to fight for, but I’m fighting for…”

He trails off. In the ensuing silence, or rather the absence of words: you’re still sniffling, and although you can tell he’s trying to regulate his breathing and calm himself down, the inhales and exhales are still irregular and jagged. As you watch him struggle to form words, your dam breaks.

“You can’t even say it! You don’t even know what you want from me, I know,” you sob, and then you’re toppling from your seat forward into his chest and he’s catching you, strong and warm and solid, and the two of you fit together perfectly. Absurdly, it’s like puzzle pieces, making a sad picture. You wonder mournfully how you could live without this, without him.

You stay like that for a moment, crying into his chest while he inhales the scent of your hair and holds you tightly.

“I love you,” he murmurs into your ear, just for you to hear, no one else, never anyone but you. “I love you, I do, I love you so much.” He gathers you up in his arms and takes you to the couch, laying you down and fetching the both of you a glass of water afterwards.

“Thank you,” you croak, and clear your throat. “Mm. You didn’t need to.”

“I did,” he says, sitting down beside you, hands folded. “There are a lot of things I need to do.” A pause, and you simply look at him with watery eyes. “If you’ll let me.”

“Figure out what you want,” you say. “I know what I want. I’ve told you before.”

“I know what I want,” he says, and his usually perfect posture is slouched, his nose red from crying. You offer him a tissue, silently. “I want to lie by your side every night and I want to take you places you’ve never been so I can watch you fall in love with a new view and I want to make you happy, as happy as you make me. I want to make things better with you. I want so many things that it all boils down to that I just want you, whatever way you’ll have me.”

You think back to your conversation on the phone yesterday and your chest aches as you remember all the ways he’s failed your relationship.

You think back to waking up without him, to hot scented showers and the bathroom he’d gotten customized to your taste, to the first time you’d kissed him on an impulse and the only time you’ve ever seen him truly flustered. You remember all the acts of service he does for you, angry or not, the little ways he’s always tried to reassure you that he loves you, he’ll love you forever. You look at him and you see all of the good times and all of the bad times.

You find that the bad times can hardly measure up.

Seeing Kiyoomi now hurts your heart, curled in on himself as he is, drowning in guilt and fear and a strange sort of acceptance. You’ve never seen him like this. You know (you’ve always known) that he’d do anything you asked of him, including let you go.

You won’t ask that much.

“I’ll have you if you’ll have me,” you say, your vocal cords feeling so strangled that you wonder at first if he heard. You can tell he has, though, when his head jerks up, his lips parted and astonished. He makes an aborted movement toward you, almost afraid to touch you, and you close the gap, arranging yourself in his arms while your hands come up to play with the baby hairs on the back of his neck. “I know,” you stumble over your words. “It wasn’t just you. I’m sorry for whatever hand I had.” He shakes his head, his curls tickling your face and neck.

“I’m sorry,” he murmurs into the junction between your neck and shoulder, and you can feel saltwater dripping onto your skin. “I’ll never treat you with so much disrespect again.”

“I know,” you say, burrowing further into him. “I have full confidence we’ll work everything out.”

When he kisses you, slow and emotional and full of so much love you can taste it, flooding your senses, you know that while everything isn’t quite alright yet, it will be.

[weirdmarioenemies]

Name: F Boy (again)

Debut: Super Mario Land 2: Six Golden Coins

It feels so strange to look back on my very first post for this blog! It’s so... dry! Where’s the passion? Back then I really had no idea what I was doing and was just kind of imitating Mod Chikako hoping nobody would notice... but thanks to all the love this blog has received, I think I can write with a lot more confidence now! Not to get all sappy on the first paragraph, but I really appreciate everyone who reads this blog with all of my heart. And that includes You!

But if I’d known I’d spend several years using the moniker “Mod F Boy”, I probably would’ve put more thought into the name I picked, huh? I’m not even sure I’m a boy anymore! I just thought the name was funny and that was that! But given how indecisive I can be, maybe it’s a good thing it was so spontaneous... Like it or not though, I am more attached to the concept of “F Boy” then I was three and a half years ago, so it’s only fair I give F Boy the post he deserves and write a whole lot more about him! 

Believe it or not, F Boy is a fire enemy! A single flame with dot eyes, the classic design they’ve been using since Fire! I’ve expressed love for them in the past, but this little dude is a little different... it isn’t found in a lava or castle stage like you might expect, but the spoooky scaaary stages, AKA Pumpkin Zone! Why’s that?

Enter the hitodama! Literally using the characters for “human soul”, these ghostly wisps of fire from Japanese folklore are probably something you’re familiar with even if you don’t know it! The Litwick Pokémon line, the flames on Jibanyan’s tail, the little flames around the boy from the toilet anime, or even the Embers from Paper Mario... that’s really just a couple of specific examples off the top of my head, but they are in basically anything associated with Japanese ghosts! 

Though... all this time I’ve always called them hitodama, but I should probably specify they aren’t the only kind of ghostly fireballs! Onibi (demon fire) are often described similarly, and I’m not totally sure what the difference is! I suppose they would be more demonic hence the name, and probably less of a good idea to get close to. Also, if they're made by fox demons, they’re kitsunebi (fox fire)! Isn’t that neat! But there are no foxes to be found here, so F Boy definitely isn’t that (Unless it stands for Fox Boy...?).

However, you might be more familiar with the concept of will-o’-the-wisps, a similiar kind of legend from Europe- in fact, a whole number of cultures around the world have stories of ghostly lights and flames! There’s two explanations for this, either that it is a misunderstanding caused by some chemical reaction (boring, lame) or that hitodama are real and really exist for real (fun, exciting)! I encourage everyone to go outside with a net and catch as many as they can. 

Even though hitodama can be red or orange in some traditional accounts, they’re mostly described as blue and most modern media sticks with that! Which makes it quite weird that F Boy... isn’t! He is a rather fetching orange of course, and without the added context of spooky old Pumpkin Land you wouldn’t be mistaken for thinking he is a lava enemy that just got lost or something! 

Now, moving on to a completely different topic, something else that is great about F Boy is his little cheeks. Have you seen them? Here is the picture one more time in case you forgot after all that. He doesn’t have one in the sprite, so isn’t it quite weird to give a fireball enemy such distinct little cheeks? I want to squeeze them, even if they are probably intangible. 

And finally, we come to the part we’ve all been waiting for- the name! You were thinking it, I was thinking it, it’s probably the only reason I chose to write about him in the first place! Because F Boy is a funny name for an enemy! I think it’s just quite silly to describe a fireball as a “boy” in the first place, as a term of endearment. It is just a boy! A little guy! He’s not hurting anyone! 

But then they add to that name- one letter. That one letter, F. It changes everything. All of a sudden, there’s a question floating in the air- what, pray tell, does the F in F Boy stand for? 

If you’ve been following our blog for a while, you might remember we added an addendum to the original F Boy post, saying the mystery had finally been solved- the English version of the Super Mario Bros. Encyclopedia lists his name as Fireball Boy, which is a pretty definitive answer right?

But since then, it’s been more or less exposed that this translation took a bunch of unsourced and conjectural names from the Mario Wiki, leading to something of a controversy and a Mario Wiki page that is essentially just roasting the whole thing! If even the Wiki doesn’t accept this book as an official source, I wonder if there’s any merit to the name Fireball Boy at all! Either way it’s odd how this is the ONLY name they changed... do they know something we don’t? I dunno! 

My next evidence to present to the court is something that isn’t really related to F Boy at all! Rather, in Super Paper Mario, the Lava Bubble enemy has a tattle that reads the following:

It's a Lava Bubble. This fiery magma boy loves the heat... Max HP is 1 and Attack is 4. Obviously, it's quite immune to fire... It pops out from below when people approach, so take care when jumping over lava...

Fiery magma boy! The chances of this bit of text being intended as a reference are very very slim, but what if, you see? What if? It’s still a fun coincidence, but what if though??

But of course, my favourite possibility is that it isn’t a word related to fire at all and is actually something completely different! I looked up a list of adjectives beginning with F and I’d like to highlight ones I want F Boy to have. Fabulous! Friendly! Faithful. Fantastic. Fascinating! French? Fresh! Fun, and Funky! Faultless. Fetching. Feminist! Festive. Formidable. All these and more describe the complex soul that is F Boy. 

After all is said and done, that is F Boy! Who would’ve thought that a little monochrome fireball enemy from a Game Boy game could have kicked off so many months of writing for this blog? I said in the first paragraph that I would not get too sappy, but now we are in the last one I can be as sappy as I dang well please! This blog has brought me such incredible joy and friendship that you can’t even imagine, and my only hope is that I can convey these feelings to even one person who reads these silly posts. If you are reading this? I hope you have a wonderful day! I hope you have a wonderful life! I hope you never forget to be passionate about the things that really don’t matter at all, because no one else can decide for you what is worth caring about! Mwah! A kiss goodbye. I’m not sure how to end this post. 

[mymegumi]

cross my heart

pairing: iwaizumi hajime x gn!reader

genre: angst, fluff, hurt/comfort

word count: 1.0k words

warnings: selene plays fast and loose with past tense and present tense because some things are flashbacks and some arent (flashbacks are now included in italics for ease) no idk wtf is happening in this fic: also i don’t really condone what reader does in this fic pls do not follow in their footsteps

note: i’m probs gonna write a few fics based on SOUR and this is just the first one giggles <3 mwah love y’all

There’s a hole in your heart, you think to yourself as you stare at the sky. A suspiciously spiky haired hole that seems to cave and crash and carve itself into your skin with every second that passes before your eyes.

You remember a lot of your youth, unfortunately that means that you remember a lot of the stupid shit you’d gotten into before you had decided to get your act together and pick your feet up off the ground when you walked, instead of scuffing them and leaving your mark in the world. You remember the way you answered his every beck and call, the way you were attached at the hip, and the way that you had done anything to just be someone that could stand at his side.

It’s pathetic, really, when you look back at it now. There was something about the way his laughter would bounce against the walls of your room that made you want to hold him in your hands, to never let him leave. When he smiled at you, teeth showing and the slightly chipped front tooth from when Oikawa had thrown a football at his face, it made you think of sunrises and sunsets on a warm summer night.

“Do you think,” he had started with his head turned towards the star-speckled sky, “that we’re going to make it out of this town?”

The thought had made something close to hope blossom in your chest—the notion that it was a we and not just a me.

“I think, as long as the two of us stick together,” you responded, eyes tracing the curve of his nose and the slide of his cheeks, “we can make it anywhere.”

Looking back at it, Iwaizumi had looked forwards, towards the sky and towards what else the world had to offer him, while you had kept your gaze on him. It was always, ever on him.

When he left your small town, left the safety that the village offered to you and to the future you’d have, you weren’t surprised. You had been more surprised that he hadn’t even thought to take you with him.

You twirl a dandelion stem in your hand, watching the white puffs fly off of the stem. In a perfect world, where he had promised to love you and cherish you for as long as you both lived, you’d be sitting here with him at your side. Yet, you’re stuck in the small town you’ve grown up in, trapped and suffocated in a world that was too small for the both of you to flourish.

“Still stuck in this town?” Hanamaki had asked you, hand curled around a coffee cup. “Surprised, you seemed like you were too big and bad for us.”

You laughed into your own cup, one hand holding it up while the other one rested one the table lightly. If he noticed your fingers twitch, he said nothing of it. “Well, sometimes I think I’m still here because I’m waiting.”

“Still playing guessing games?” His eyes were filled with mirth, one eyebrow raised as he tilted his head towards you slightly. “I’ll bite, though—waiting for what?”

The look of amusement morphed into something softer around the edges, a bit more pitying and the sight of it makes your stomach turn. Turning your gaze away from him, you tapped your nail on the table as you sighed. If there was one thing you hated the most, it was the look of pity when people asked why you stayed.

“What I was always waiting for, Makki. I was waiting for him.”

You’re glad Hanamaki made it to the city. He’s too big, too bright to let the country life damper his shine. You think somewhere along the line, yours had been tamped out with a harsh foot, unforgiving and cruel in its hubris. As if mocking you for the want you felt in your chest, taking the hope in a careful hand before it crushed the life out of it.

The sun setting brings a different level of cooling, the breeze an effortlessly calming effect on you as you sit out on the porch in front of the house you’d inherited from your parents. All you could hear was the sound of your own heart beating, and the cicadas’ song that was the backdrop to the otherwise peaceful atmosphere.

The crunch of shoes on gravel isn’t even enough to pull you from your quiet reverie, instead content to let your head tilt back towards the full moon showering you in her love. The stars surrounding her twinkled, as if trying to let you in on a secret you couldn’t understand yet, and when Iwaizumi’s familiar weight made the porch creak and moan beside you, you start to think you have an inkling of what they were whispering to you.

“Hi.”

His smile is brilliant, as efflorescent and as breathtaking as the day you had said goodbye to him. The years had weathered his boyish charm, instead turning it into a rough sort of handsomeness—the fat of his face had faded to jagged edges and sharp lines.

“Hi.” You respond, turning away from his smile, for fear of being sucked back into him—back into the person you had been in your youth, that had followed him to the ends of the earth and back for a lick of attention. “Welcome home.”

“I think,” he starts, head turning back to the star-lit sky in your peripheral view, “that I finally am.”

There’s a lot being unsaid—years of miscommunication and radio silence, and yet now, you think there’s more of a chance than when you were a kid. A chance for something, anything more than the one-sided relationship you’d allowed to consume your youth. You’re older now—more worldly, if you will—and you think that instead of just giving, just offering all you have to Iwaizumi, perhaps this time there would be take as well.

For now, you’re both looking at each other, as opposed to the moon herself.

[amphxtrite]

five am drives // c.d

First blurd for my 500 follower celebration, this one was requested by the lovely @oldschoolkiddo mwah, hope you enjoy!

summary: nothing like an early morning drive and a dance down empty roads to rid of the end of summer blues.

word count: 927

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As summer fades to fall, the sense of summertime glee seemed to fade from Cedric’s cheerful demeanour, it left him with a rather sour personality, especially in the last few days.

But while Cedric was bitterly saying goodbye to the warm months, you were not about to let him sulk his way through the remainder of summer vacation when there was still so much to be done.

“Darling? Darling wake up.” You coo gently, peppering kisses on Cedric’s sleepy face.

His eyes cease to open, but his nose begins to scrunch as he is slowly probed awake.

“Y/n? Bloody hell angel what time is it?” Cedric murmurs, attempting to ignore you by worming his head back under the covers.

You roll your eyes and pull the blankets back again, pressing more kisses against the brunettes skin.

“Five o’clock Ced, now wake up I’ve got a surprise for you.” You giggle, attempting to lift your huffy boyfriend from the bed.

“Angel when I said I wanted to wake up to your kisses I did not mean at five in the morning.” Cedric groans, biting back a yawn and fighting the urge to lay back down.

“Please darling? It’ll be worth it I promise!” You pout, turning on the charm as Cedric looks at you with a torn expression.

“Don’t look at me like that. You know I can’t say no.” He sighs.

“Maybe that’s why I’m using it dummy, now get dressed and meet me in the car.” You smile, sitting up and grabbing Cedric’s hoodie.

“What’s wrong with me going shirtless?” Cedric smirks sleepily.

“Oh hush and get ready you flirt.” You laugh, throwing a t-shirt so it lands with a ‘thump’ on Cedric’s face.

“Alright you got me, now what?” Cedric yawns as he steps out of your shared bedroom, stretching his arms and gazing expectantly at you.

“The surprise isn’t here.” You huff, tugging on Cedric’s arm for him to follow you.

He eventually obliged and followed you down to the front door for you to jump into your car and smile.

“The car darling? Listen I know I’m a wizard but I’ve seen ours a hundred times.”

“Just get in the bloody car. You’re making this extremely difficult Ced.” You groan, gripping the steering wheel in a tight, agitated grasp.

“Alright, Alright I’m coming.” Cedric mumbles, stepping into the passenger seat in mock surrender.

You roll your eyes at the brunette’s cheerless demeanour and attempt to lighten him up.“Don’t be like that Cedric, the sky's awake and we need to say good morning to it!” You sigh contently, sticking your keys into the ignition.

“It’s still dark love, we shouldn’t be waking the sky up so rudely.” Cedric smirks to himself as you shoot him and ‘really?’ glare.

“What?”

Once you’ve gotten Cedric to quiet down by promising breakfast when you get back, you begin your travels down the dark roads towards the outskirts of town. You hum along to the songs on the radio as Cedric watches the street lights flicker in the streets, but his eyes return back to you as your drive takes you up an empty country road.

His eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips with a hidden, dopey grin on his face. His tired eyes droop and fall as he absent mindedly begins murmuring your name. The smile does not go unnoticed by you and your bite your lip to hold back the fit of giggles, threatening to push past your lips.

The car is rather silent other than the sound of tires on pavement and the quiet hum of the radio playing a muggle band. You nod to yourself as you stop the vehicle next to an open field with no other cars around and turn to the sleeping hufflepuff.

“Ced wake up. We’re here.” Your whisper, gently shaking your boyfriend's arm as his light snores fill the car.

“W-what? How long was I asleep?” He sighs, rubbing his eyes and glancing around.

“Only a couple minutes, come on!” You laugh, opening your door to step out and run to Cedric’s side.

“W-We’re on the side of the road-”

“Your point?” You question, dragging him out by his hands and hugging him around the waist.

“You’re not planning on murdering me are you?” He chuckles, hugging you back and resting his chin on your head.

“Way to ruin the moment Diggory.”

“Just doing my job l/n.” Cedric chuckles, pulling back a bit and pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“You’re forgiven. Now!” You smile, reaching over into the car to the radio and turning up the volume of the soft song playing.

“Care for a dance love?” You whisper, pressing a kiss on Cedric’s nose.

“I thought you’d never ask, angel.” Cedric smirks, resting his hand on your waist and pulling you out into the centre of the road.

You laugh as he begins twirling you like you were at the yule, but jumping about like you were children in a bouncy castle.

the smiles never leave your faces as you dance around the road in the light of your headlights and the slow rising sun. Puffy clouds replace the twinkling stars, the sun begins its slow ascend into the sky as the sleepy moon slowly fades away.

All seems to disappear as you sway in the arms of your lover, even the tune of the song becomes white noise compared to Cedric’s beating heart and soft breath lulling you into a dream like state.

“Hey love?” Cedric’s soft breathy voice chuckles next to your ear.

“Yes Ced?” You smile, nosing yourself closer to Cedric’s neck.

“Thank you. I’m glad we did this.” He sighs, planting a kiss on your cheek.

“I told you Diggory, the sky's awake and we needed to say good morning.” You giggle, removing yourself from Cedric’s neck and tapping him gently on the nose.

“Yes and what a wonderful morning it is.” Cedric sighs, nuzzling his nose to yours and taking your hand into his again as you sway in the rising sun, with nothing on your minds but the gratefulness for each other.

[curseofaphrodite]

guess which bitch is back

✨me✨

lmao sorry for not being active lately. moving on w shitty life story i fell down the stairs while coming from tuition yesterday. my back hands and legs hurt like a bitch. i think i traumatized the guy who was behind me. bc he was like "bitch tf you did??" he was literally shook deadass was in trance and he stared at me like i'm some alien (probably i am-) me 🤝 traumatizing people since 1989 bc yes i told my guy friend about it and he was like "shit why wasn't i there pls can you fall tomorrow too? xoxo" BITCH OK I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS BUT CLEARLY NOT he was joking i hope for the sake of our friendship

SYDNEY SWEENY IS SO BEAUTIFUL 😍

today we had "blessing ceremony" and nyasa and my other friend ditched left me alone to deal w tina #sad but i j said her hi and then ignored her so hehehe girlboss

anyways i don't need alcohol to be chaotic moi makes bad decision without drinking 🥱💅‼️

i brought a teddy bear and it's pronouns are he/they. he's name twins w nyasa s teddy both of them are called andy 💗👼✨ ofc they're named after the loml andrew garfield just remembered i never told you my pronouns lmao i use she/her and i'm a raging bisexual you can tell i'm a ✨material gworl✨💅💋

ANYWHORE MY BF IS SO HOT LIKE WHAAAAAT???? we were randomly hanging out in his room my family is friends w his family since like forever so they don't care if we're alone in a room or not #coolindianparents itna trust i could never- moving on out of no where he's like "garmi ho rahi naa?" (translation: it's getting hot in here?😼" and he proceeds to remove his t shirt and omg so seggsy?? mf was shirtless (he does gym mf has abs but not very muscle-y? my mans a skinny legend lmao do you get what i'm saying probably not) and j wearing *drum rolls* *dramatic pause* 🥁🥁🥁 ✨GREY SWEATPANTS✨ istg he'll be the death of me

i think i'm in my ✨bridgerton✨ brothers phase antony and benedict omg so hot

i love you tori mwah mwah

goodbye lover i swear i don't do drugs

🔮(pretty emoji)

girl you need to be cellotaped to a human sized pillow. i do not trust you with walking anymore. omg yes stop traumatizing the poor dude 😭😭 hehe your friend better be joking or im taking out my knives. jjk.

AAA SHE IS SO FUCKING BEAUTIFULLL. omg noo not tinaaa. GOOD FOR YOU THO SCREW HER SHE SUCKS.

believe me bestie i know. still i dont think alcohol would help w your decision making either djsk 😩😩 [ jk we're getting drunk together 4 years from now when im out of uni w hopefully a job ]

HAHA YOURE NOT JUST A RAGING BISEXUAL YOURE A CHAOTIC BISEXUAL. dude i love the teddys gib one to me 🔪🔪

OMGG GOOD FOR YOU ISTG HE DID THAT ON PURPOSE HE WANTED TO GET A COMPLIMENT OUT OF YOU THAT SMOOTH FUCKER.

i still need to watch that show and i oop. i should probably start likr ern.

AA THATS SO BEAUTIFUL

i love you more

omg i dont have any color pallette coordination fml.

GOODBYE LOVE YOU SURE YOU DONT DO EM??? WHO KNOWS ANYMORE

[lettrespromises]

KUROO, AKAASHI AND ATSUMU - TAKE MY HEART WITH YOU.

@luveranime​ wrote : ❝ Heyyy! Could you do one where kuroo and akaashi and atsumu are leaving to another country for volleyball purposes and they have to say goodbye to their s/o?🥺🥺 ❞ A.N :  ❝ Dear reader,  this is my first request and i’m nervous as heck, i’m trying really hard not to scream right now. anywhoopsie! i tried to make these both sad and fluffy because all my posts are kind of angsty and i don’t want to be pinned as a heartbreaker. i had so much fun writing this so thank you so much for requesting, sending lots of love and kisses your way! mwah!  Sincerely yours, Nikki ❞ Genre: Kinda sad, kinda fluffy. Warnings: Bits of crying, mentions of sex but no actual smut (post time-skip for Atsumu).

Kuroo is the type of person who gets emotionally attached slowly, but once he’s attached to you, there’s no going back. His passion is unmatched (yes I may be writing this because he’s a scorpio and so am I), meaning that he will pour every ounce of love he possesses into your relationship.

He loves hard and will always put you before anything else. As a matter of fact, you were the one who had to force him to go abroad to study new volleyball techniques and come back as a better, more experienced player.

It took forever to convince him though. He felt guilty for leaving you behind and as stated before, you come before anything else, including volleyball. (Lucky you, he’s putting his first love after you.)

As much as he is excited to meet new players, learn new ways to be a more efficient middleblocker and discover a new country, his excitation counterbalances with the thought of leaving you. He’s both looking forward and dreading leaving Japan, and you in the process. 

The latter causes him to lack slumber, he has terrible insomnias because his emotions are tearing him apart. Thankfully, you’re here to whisper sweet nothings to him and secure him in your embrace to make him fall back asleep (although, the few nights leading to his departure often result in him squeezing the life out of you when you’re sleeping, send help.)

The atmosphere of the ride to the airport is very close to pure denial. You’re both singing until ripping your vocal cords, his palm has found a permanent place upon your thigh, sometimes he squeezes your flesh to print this sensation into his head because deep down he knows this is the last time he gets to see you and touch you before a long time.

At the airport, you’re the kind of cliché couple to melt into each other’s embrace amidst comforting silence. You both feel like you’re all alone in the airport, like there’s nobody else there.

Your hands grip his Nekoma jacket hard, as if your life was depending on it, but after all, you just needed to keep this feeling with you at all costs- the feeling of your boyfriend’s toned arms around your waist, squeezing you like there’s no tomorrow while you keep your eyes shut.

Kuroo, on the other one hand, runs his digits through your hair in a comforting manner and delivers occasional pecks on the crown of your hair. 

However, you both know it’s time (although you might have been trying to purposefully make Kuroo miss his flight), which results in Kuroo saying “Kitten, I know it’s hard but I have to go now.”, cue your cute self looking at him with pleading eyes. “Don’t give me this look, baby, I hate this as much as you do.”

He envelops your cheeks with both of his gigantic palms and presses one final kiss upon your lips, it’s everything you wanted and represented Kuroo so well- passionate, caring, both soft and rough on the edges. His thumbs wipe away the tears crashing down on your cheeks, once he pulls away due to the lack of oxygen, he doesn’t miss to slap your butt because... Kuroo...

Upon leaving, he puts his Nekoma jacket upon your shoulders while flashing you his toothiest smile : “I’ve always thought you rocked it better than me, kitten.” 

As he makes his way to the main hall, he looks back at you and mouths a very touching “I love you, I’ll be back to you soon.” and blows a kiss your way, you stare at him and squeeze his jacket against your chest, at least you have a new cuddle buddy as a replacement.

Ahh, Akaashi, or as I like to call him: agASHEHHHH.

It’s safe to say that he is the polar opposite of Kuroo regarding display of affection. Love with Akaashi echoes to comfortable silence, but that certainly does not mean he wouldn’t get the moon for you if you asked.

Akaashi becomes unconsciously a bit more distant and a bit more silent the week leading up to his departure. He thinks that gradually separating himself from you will hurt you less once he’s gone, he just wants his absence to cause you as little pain as possible.

You, on the other one hand, get quite frustrated with this semi-silent treatment. He doesn’t come at your place as often, he cuts the conversations short and says he’s too busy with Bokuto-san to hang out with you. 

The truth of the matter is, he’s hurting so much from the inside, and this idea of his is just eating him alive. It eats him alive because you’re away, and he’s the one blocking you off. He absolutely hates the way he’s acting.

Hence why, the day before of his departure, he crashes at your place with takeout, a bouquet of everlasting flowers and all the good stuff to have the perfect movie night.

Needless to say, you’re shocked once you see him and all these things he brought specifically for you. He takes time to carefully explain why he chose to bring you all of this: he ordered this peculiar takeout because it’s your favorite, he got you this bouquet of everlasting flowers so you can have a permanent proof of his love for you and the full ‘movie night’ equipment to light up the mood of this fatidical night.

Although he doesn’t really initiate any kind of affectionate touches, this night is the total opposite- he delivers pecks everywhere on your face, envelops you safely into his embrace, plays with your hair while you’re watching the movie and whispers a few “I love you so much.” in the crook of your neck.

Eventually, you both fall asleep and he carries you bridal style to your bed where you both spend the night together, comforted by each other’s embrace.

Akaashi insisted on going to the airport alone, the will to cause you as little as possible still embedded in his brain. Thus, he leaves you while you’re sleeping and admires you one last time before delivering a sweet peck on your forehead and whispers “I’ll be back before you can say it, dove.”

Once you wake up, you pat the other half of your bed only to realize you’re alone and Akaashi has already left. However, there’s a curious bag next to your bed. As you open it up, you realize it’s filled with Akaashi’s clothing and his signature smell is locked in within the fabric, there are also a bunch of neatly handwritten notes for each day he’s gonna be without you. All of them are reminders of your qualities, how much he loves you and memories of your dates with polaroid pictures.

 Upon seeing all these precious things specially prepared for you, you go back to sleep, hugging his pillow close to your chest with a soft smile on your face, Akaashi’s favorite smile.

Oh well, now this is a wild one.

Dating a professional volleyball has its pros and cons, and needless to say, the biggest disadvantage of dating Atsumu is how often he needs to go abroad to play against a foreign team. 

Now, of course you’re his number one fan and rightfully so and Atsumu asks you to come with him all the time but you can’t just leave your professional life aside, hence why it’s always bittersweet when he has to leave.

However, if it’s bittersweet to you, to Atsumu, it’s the best occasion to tease the hell out of you because you pout every time he brings up the fact he has to travel to another country. Cue the inevitable “Aw, is somebody gonna miss me or what?” and the obvious wink sent your way.

Teasing you is a way to make you crack a smile or laugh, which indirectly makes you forget about his trip for work or at least it makes it less painful because you’ve been laughing so much with your boyfriend. And to Atsumu, it’s the perfect way to capture a few candid pictures of your beautiful grin so he can admire them all once he’s far away from you.

Now, I hate to state the obvious but when I said that Atsumu is a wild one... I meant it. Hence why the night before his departure, he always makes sure to please you in bed and make you scream him name, because God knows when he will be able to do it again and hear such a sinful melody coming out of your mouth.

He does insist on you coming to the airport with him, and there again, he’s a wild one : Atsumu has no shame in making out with you right there, right now in the airport in front of the incredulous looks of the passengers around you.

He won’t hesitate and honestly has no shame regarding public display of affection : open mouthed kisses, trails of kisses left on your neck, a hand adventuring on your derrière, hell, even hickeys if he’s feeling like it.

Atsumu takes pride in leaving a few love bites, it’s a literal physical reminder that even though he’s not here with you, you know who you belong to. And nothing makes him smile more than imagining you staring at your reflection in the mirror once the bruises have healed up.

Nonetheless, the full make out session is broken by none other than the MSBY Black Jackal team’s obvious coughs, you know, a way to say “Hey, lovebirds, we don’t actually want to assist to the creation of a baby live in an airport and we kinda have to go.”

Both you and Atsumu know it’s time to part ways... But not before he plants a series of kisses on your plump lips and whisper a succession of “I love you so much, babygirl” or other “I’m gonna miss you so much, you have no idea”, orrrrr “You drive me crazy, baby.” and eventually the obvious “I can’t wait to make you walk weird for three days straight once I come back, princess.”

Eventually, you wave at Atsumu with a shy grin plastered upon your face, now that everything he said to you has sunk in, in return, he blows an obnoxious kiss your way. 

Once he returns to the team, Kiyoomi keeps his distance, even more so than usual because, I quote, “Do you have any idea of how many bacterias are shared in a kiss, Miya? 80 millions, which gives me 80 millions to stay away from you.” cue Atsumu replying with a smirk “I don’t regret a single one of these bacterias you’re talking about, totally worth it.”

[iris-westallen1]

SETTING BOUNDARIES

After Barry came home telling iris everything that happened while she was sick and about the pregnancy test they went to bed holding each other with iris reassuring Barry they still

have time and they are still trying not every pregnancy goes on the first try. But what Barry didn’t know was that iris was seriously mad at Cecile and plans on talking to her the next day.

‘’good morning beautiful’’ Barry says to a groggy iris as he presses kisses on her face

‘’good morning to you to’’ hmm ha-ha ‘’ Barry what has gotten to you this morning’’

‘’ can’t I just want to kiss my wife a beautiful good morning’’

‘’ But seriously this is me saying thank you for the encouraging words last night they really meant a lot’’

‘’ any time babe it's what I’m here for besides’’ iris nudges his shoulders with hers ‘’ we are in this TOGETHER okay’’ she says as she kisses him softly

‘’okay’’ Barry kisses her again

‘’So, what do you have planned for today’’ Barry asks iris as he sits up to yawn and stretch

‘’ Uhm so I wanted to talk to you first about this ‘’

‘’ what about’’ Barry said with his head forming confused lines

‘’ it’s about Cecile I really want to talk to her about showing us some respect and boundaries’’

‘’ Yeah, I was actually going to talk to you about that today we really need to set some rules with her’’

‘’ I totally agree first she shows up at the house completely unannounced saying she has a file to drop off for me and she didn’t even call me to find out if I was home, then wither using her powers to find out what you’re feeling so unprovoked, asking you what’s in your bag that was just doing too much’’

‘’ exactly the way she just went into my mind because I was in a hurry and wouldn’t let her come in and because she spotted your computer bag instead of her to just take the hint and leave, she decided since he won’t tell me I’ll just go snooping in his head for information that has nothing to do with me’’

Iris had already come out of the shower and getting dressed ‘’ that’s right so now I need to go talk with her because this can’t keep going on’’

Iris walks over to Barry to kiss him goodbye

‘’ I love you’’ iris said into the kiss

‘’ I love you too’’

Later that morning after getting her jitters breakfast she called Cecile

‘’ morning Cecile, I need you to come to my office this morning please’’ iris spoke as sharp as she could

‘’ Uhm okay I’m on my way, are you sure you’re okay I can sense that your feeling tense, annoyed-‘’

‘’CECILE just get here NOW’’ iris hangs up the phone quickly trying to calm herself from the oncoming anger from that phone call If this is how she feels with that short call I wonder what it will be like when I actually talk with her

file:///C:/Users/pearl/Downloads/iphone-VnXE.png (this is a text between Barry and iris I didn't know how to post the pic on here)

Cecile enters ‘’hey sweetie you wanted to see me’’ before iris even had a chance to reply

‘’ oh, is this about the negative pregnancy test don’t worry you guys are still young it will be happing in no time, I didn’t even know you guys were trying.’’

Iris keeps balling her fist trying to calm down but Cecile had to make it worse

‘’ sweetie why are you feeling angry just looking in your head I can feel all that anger it's just blocking everything else- ‘’

‘’ ENOUGH CECILE ENOUGH GODDAMMIT WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU’’

‘’Woah iris calm down’’

Iris took a deep breath trying to reel in that anger ‘’ I called you here today to talk about the disgusting/ inappropriate behavior why is it that you find the need to go inside our heads to find out things without our permission? HmMM? You’ve been doing this for a while and we decided to keep quiet about it but yesterday you crossed the line going into my husband’s mind to find out we were trying for a baby and that I might be pregnant is not okay’’

Cecile at least had the decency of looking ashamed and that made iris anger decrease just a little

‘’ My husband went to the privacy of his lab to find out if we were pregnant something that intimates that was between him and me and you intruded on them and now you come here saying my husband and I didn’t inform you we were trying for a baby. Who gave you the idea that you deserved to know that nobody knew except Chester who caught us in the moment.’’

‘’ *gasp* you told Chester before me how could you’’

‘’ are you even listening to yourself we didn’t tell Chester but Chester being the good respectful friend didn’t say anything to anyone, didn’t bother us or invade Barry’s privacy but you did, you don’t need to know when my husband and I are going to try to have a baby nobody needs to know until we tell them, are you part of my marriage demanding intimate knowledge that doesn’t concern you.’’

‘’ and what made this worse is that you willing went with Barry to go get my testing done when he didn’t need you there at all. What if my test had come back positive huh? You would have been comfortable knowing I was pregnant before I did like who does that. That was supposed to be an intimate moment between Barry and me NOT you, me, and Barry this isn’t a throuple you aren’t in our relationship.’’ Defeated iris just seats back on her chair.

‘’ honestly Cecile this has got to stop I know for a fact you and my dad had this problem when you first got the powers you kept going into his mind you can’t keep invading people’s privacy. This was supposed to be a surprise that you get to be mama Cecile but you almost ruined that and it sucks that I’m grateful that the test result came in negative when I should be sad about that news not happy that I’m not pregnant and it's so unfortunate so what I need from you is space right now give me and my husband space don’t come near us just keep your distance when we get pregnant you can come back around and after that if you ever and I mean ever go into our heads without our permission we will cut you out of our lives regardless of if your my dad's girlfriend or not do I make myself clear’’ iris said with so much steel and certainty in her voice

Cecile gulped she hadn’t meant to cause this much trouble she just wanted to know ‘’ yes iris I understand and I am truly sorry for all of this’’ with that said Cecile turned around and left iris office.

Iris took a deep breath and let herself think again because she had to block those because of Cecile and she didn’t trust her right now but getting some distance from her right now is for the best.

Iris picked up her things and packed her bags no longer feeling up for work today she contemplated on calling Barry to fathwoop her home but she decided against it

Closing the door and putting her key on the table iris called out to Barry ‘’ honey? I’m home’’

‘’ hey sweetie’’ mwah Barry kisses her deeply ‘’ so how did the talk go’’

‘’ uh it was stressful ‘’ iris walk to go sit on the couch ‘’ but I think I got through to her, I also told her to distance herself from us until we conceive then she can come back around us I would have made it to last until we found out about the sex and if we were going to share it but since we already know I just told her until I get pregnant, she should keep her distance so yeah’’

‘’ and how do you feel about that’’

‘’ look I care for Cecile but at the moment I don’t trust her and its tiring to hide my emotions and thoughts around her all the time just because she can’t be a dissenting person and mind her business so I think this is for the best and I hope she learns her lesson from this’’

Barry sits next to her and pulls her feet to his thighs massaging them ‘’ I am sorry you have to go through this its meant to be the happiest days of our lives and I’m sorry she ruined it for us’’

‘’ We are going to be okay’’

‘’ yes, we are’’

‘’ thank you for being the best husband ever and for always listening to me’’

‘’ you, are very much welcome’’

[jibakuganjas]

“like a ghibli movie.” | hitoshi shinso

well here i am! @happynoodle​  i hope this is as exciting for you as it is for me. and i’m sorry the universe cursed me with a sickness, but i hope we can still be friends.

i tried my best, this is my first ficlet, my first time writing and first time posting for hitoshi, but this is my offering for you noods. i’m vv scared to post this but mwah

parings: hitoshi shinso x reader

warnings: slightly suggestive if you squint really hard, possibly ooc soft

You had learned early on to accept any extra time with your boyfriend graciously.

Hitoshi Shinso was one of the busiest people you knew. Between school and his extra-curricular activities, he barely had enough time for necessities, so you had no idea how there had even been enough time to get to know each other. You had scoffed when he told you how early he got up to exercise, spending the day in class before training with Aizawa for hours after school every day. And with how many times you’d seen him cram his homework in at lunch, you knew he barely had enough time to do much outside of showering and sleeping after that. Thankfully you knew what you were getting into before he had asked you out, being friends before, so it was something you had gotten used to. Now you used your power as his significant other to encourage him to eat, or take naps, or even take a bath because sometimes it looked like he didn’t have enough energy to stand in the shower. While you didn’t agree with how he ran himself ragged, you respected his goals and aimed to encourage him. He had told you early on in his relationship what motivated him to become a hero, and you admired his drive.

With that being said, when he texted you early in the week about meeting him outside the school the following Saturday, you were overwhelmed with excitement, a pep in your step every day leading to your mystery date. Saturday rolled around slower than you would’ve liked, but you made up for it by putting a little extra care into your routine by putting on an outfit you know he liked and styling your hair differently. When you two met it was clear you had impressed him.

“Is this all for me?” He asked, his gaze making your skin prickle. You hadn’t done much, trying to stay casual as he said, but the fact that he acknowledged it made your stomach flutter with happiness. You made a show of striking a pose and doing a little twirl.

“We can talk about sharing after graduation.” You teased, laughing when he shot you an unamused expression, telling you to watch yourself as you walked side by side to the uber your cabbage had booked. The car ride was nice and other than trying and failing to pry the location of your date out of him, it was filled with a bit of idle chatter about your day. Within the hour the three of you were sharing polite goodbyes before the driver pulled off.

“It’s a little bit of a walk from here, but it’ll be worth it. And I can’t have you ruining my surprise, kitten.” He was able to get it out before you could mention how cliche it was, his lips curling into a smirk at your pout. You took a moment to take a look around, trying to gain any hints from where the car had dropped you off. Hitoshi had taken you a few minutes before the outskirts of the city, in a sparsely populated part area. There was absolutely nothing around for you to take your guesses on, and with a deeper pout, you allowed him to tie the fabric at the back of your head. He led you carefully, making sure you didn’t trip on anything, keeping you distracted by asking you about your day, and listening to you ramble off about your classes, and all the funny moments in between. After what felt like forever, he finally steadied you to stop, untying the blindfold and pulling it away from your eyes.

You were currently standing in a field of flowers, more types, variations, and colors than you could even process at the moment. But of course, you could recognize some of your favorites, their colors seemingly shining the brightest. It was so beautiful it hardly seemed real. The sun was low in the sky and cast a warm glow over you two. His hand found yours as he watched you from the corner of his eye, his expression softened as he took note of the awe on your face.

“You like it?” He asked, his tone more expressive than he was used to. The way you made him feel was bittersweet. He hated being vulnerable, and he wasn’t used to someone showing him the type of affection that you did, but he’d be lying if he told anyone that you didn’t deserve every ounce of love and admiration he had for you. You put up with him, and he would always be thankful for that. So showing you even an ounce of that appreciation was well worth it.

“Of course ‘Toshi, it’s perfect.” Your eyes focused on the white sheet strung up between two trees, lightly decorated with fairy lights in the branches. A thick purple blanket laid on the ground in front of it, a few bags of what you assumed had food and other snacks sitting like this out. “I didn’t think you had it in you to pull off something this sappy.” You couldn’t help it, looking over just in time to see the pink on his cheeks.

“I may have had some help.” He said, leading you over to the blanket by your intertwined hands. “Midoriya’s pretty good with looking this type of stuff up, and y’ know, he has Uraraka.” The two of you sat side by side, as he pulled a battery-powered projector from on top of one of the bags. You waited patiently as he unpacked them, setting out the food and drinks that he had prepared for you both, unintentionally cooing at the fact that it was all your favorites. You asked him why he settled on this, and with a shrug of his shoulders, he explained. “I remember watching one of those movies with you, the ghibli movies. You talked about how beautiful the flowers were.”

“You remembered that?” You had told him that long before the two of you had started dating before he had transferred to the hero course, even before you two were close friends. The fact that he remembered that made you stomach bubble with warmth, and you leaned over to plant a soft kiss on his cheek. “Thank you, Toshi.” You said softly, your tone a bit softer than his heart could take at the moment.

“We can talk about expressions of gratitude after we graduate.”

[shigarakis-fifth-hand]

Hi ( ꈍᴗꈍ) my gay heart would like to request some wholesome Momo x fem!reader-ness. Complete with pining, love letters, and everyone is so done with them dancing around each other they're just screaming at them to get together but they still oblivious. It would just brighten my day and stars. Thank you so much, love ya, you're amazing.

So sorry that it took forever for me to get to this! Your gay heart deserves all the love in the world and I love you more!! And you’re amazinger~ mwah

Momo and Y/n... the two of the prettiest girls in the school, yet totally different.

Momo Yayorozu, known for her family name, intelligence, and sophistication. She was very tall, had black hair, and was very modernly pretty. Her dream was to become a pro hero, and once a mother to children. Then she would continue until she was old, and then retire. Hopefully along the way she would find someone to love, and someone to help make her life less boring. Because honestly, she didn’t like her life.

She didn’t want to become a housewife, she didn’t want to be so sophisticated, and she didn’t want a husband. She wanted Y/n L/n, and yes. Momo was secretly a very lesbianish lesbian. She wanted to learn how to party, how to let lose, and how to be crazy... like Y/n.

Y/n L/n was the absolute opposite. She had long red hair and vibrant blue eyes . At first, everyone had been convinced she was Todoroki’s sister. But no, she was not. Y/n was loud, crazy, did homework and assignments last minute, and was known for being an amazing singer. She did basketball, cross country and skateboarding. But even after all that, she was an amazing student and an even better student. 

That’s one of the reasons that Momo had first became obsessed with her. After seeing her act crazy, stay up late, and go absolutely wild all night, yet she was the top third in the class as of grades. She was an even better hero though, and had gotten recruited by Hawks for her work study, and went on them with Kirishima since they always patrolled the same route daily.

Momo sat on the couch with Mina and Todoroki, watching the fifteenth tv show of Stranger Things in a row. “What time does Y/n and them get off of work again?” Momo asked as Mina ran her fingers threw Momo’s hair. Todoroki and Mina glanced at each other, smirking happily. “She’ll be here in half an hour, don’t worry.” Mina assured her friend as Momo rolled her eyes. Mina didn’t give as good scalp massages as Y/n.

“Don’t worry, I bet your girlfriend is missing you too.” Denki teased as Momo blushed. “No! We are not dating! We’re just friends!” Momo protested as Bakugo looked up from his spot in the kitchen. “Oh please! I saw you checking out her ass yesterday in training!” Bakugo argued as she sighed. “Fine, but that doesn’t mean we’re dating. Why would she like me? I’m boring...” Momo became sad, causing everyone in the room, even Bakugo, to feel bad for her.

“Don’t say that! What about the time that she got you roses for Valentines day! Or you two danced at the dance that one time? That was cute.” Denki tried to make Momo feel better, but she just sank into the blankets, waiting. “Why don’t you just ask her? That’s what I did with Shitty Hair.” Bakugo played on his switch while talking, not even looking up. “Bakubro, I remember that you two got waisted and then made out on the kitchen floor.” Mina exclaimed as he just sighed, turning away.

“Maybe that’s my best bet. Y/n’s just so not like me, there’s no way she’d have feelings for me. At least not near the amount of feelings I have for her.” Momo sighed as Mina hugged her tightly. “Trust me, you just have to put yourself out there for her to realize. Trust me, it works.” Mina advised her as Momo nodded before closing her eyes. She was sleepy, and ready to cuddle with Y/n like she had been lately every night.

“Call Aizawa!” Everyone heard as they looked through the doors to see Kirishima and Denki helping Y/n walk. She was bloody, bruised, cut up, and only half awake. “Oh my god!” Momo exclaimed, jumping up and running to Y/n’s side as Denki and Mina ran to the phone. “What happened?!” Bakugo asked, looking at his bruised and beat up boyfriend. “FatGum left us to grab something at his agency when we got a call from Denki that there was a villain.”

Kirishima sighed, looking down at the beat up girl. “The villain’s quirk was to harvest energy for an hour when he cuts a limb on your body, and then he immediately got both Kirishima and I.” Denki nodded, wiping tears from his faces as he looked down at Y/n. “I’m so sorry Y/n! I’m so sorry! This is my fault! This is my fault...” Denki cried as Y/n looked up at him, shaking her head. “I had to save you...” She whispered as Momo began crying, seeing the girl so vulnerable and sad. 

“It hurts...” She murmured, before looking at Momo, her eyes lighting up as she started at her beautiful crush. “So Y/n had to fight to save us. She killed the villain, and FatGum and all of the police had to be used to restrain him. The ambulance was going to take seven minutes, so we just ran her here.” Kirishima explained, grabbing Y/n’s hand. “Aizawa, All Might, and Recovery Girl are on their way!” Mina yelled, running to their side. 

“Hold in there bitch, you’re going to be okay. Where does it hurt?” Bakugo asked his friend, worried about her. Y/n had been one of his first friends at UA, and he was very worried, but he would never say that out loud. “My arm hurts, and the cuts hurt so much. He cut really deep into my right arm, and my forehead hurts. I can’t feel my leg, and I’m so tired. I don’t feel good Bakubro...” She murmured, unable to talk loudly.

“You saved us Y/n. We would have been cut up in a minute if you had not of been there. He wanted to kill us.” Kirishima smiled at the girl below him. She had gotten hurt because of their mistakes. “It’s going to be okay Y/n. Hang in there, Aizawa is going to be here any minute. You’re going to be fine.” Momo gripped her hand tightly, a single tear falling down her face. 

“Momo, I need to tell you something before I go.” Y/n began speaking before Aizawa rushed through, followed by All Might, Present Mic, and Recovery Girl. “Oh my god kid, what did you do?” Aizawa sighed, leaning down next to her. “My arm and leg feel broken, and my entire body is aching.” She explained as Recovery Girl kissed her cheek. “If your leg is broken and she’s bleeding majorly, she needs to go to the hospital.” Recovery Girl explained as everyone’s eyes widened.

“Don’t worry kids! You’re friend will be just- Oh my god she needs to go to the hospital!” Present Mic pointed to the large red spot on her upper chest, blood bleeding through her hero suit. “I will fly you to the hospital Young Y/n! Do not fret! Say goodbye to your friends dear!” All Might picked up Y/n and began walking out. “Wait, Y/n! You need to tell me what you meant to say!” Momo began to chase them before All Might jumped off the ground, leaving her.

“No...” Momo murmured to herself before walking inside to see all of her depressed classmates. Mina sitting on the couch, wrapped in a blanket burrito, Kirishima and Denki being stitched up and healed by Recovery Girl and Present Mic, who really was just putting the Band-Aids on them, Bakugo sitting on the kitchen counter with the switch in his lap, except he was just staring at the wall. Aizawa was just sitting there, looking up at the sky in a train of thought.

Everyone was sad, and worried about Y/n. “You wouldn’t believe how cool she was. We turned the corner and he cut both of us. She managed to pull us off to the side of the alley for safety, and then managed to take him down, even with her entire arm not working. He was passed out when the cops arrived.” Kirishima smiled at the thought of his friend being such a manly female hero, and that she would always be able to protect herself and others.

“When the cops and heroes got there, they were so impressed. They saw how beat up she was, but she was still standing, and they were so impressed. FatGum came and literally started complimenting her left and right. The police said that if she hadn’t been there, he would have killed us...” Denki smiled, shaking Kirishima’s shoulder to try to shake him out of thought.

Momo began to walk to her dorm when she was stopped by Aizawa. “Yayorozu. I am aware that Y/n doesn’t have any close family that she is still in contact with. Am I right?” Aizawa asked as Momo wiped a tear from her cheek again, trying to put herself together for her teacher. “Yes Sensei. She’s not talking with anyone except her aunt who sends her money every month, and they’re not close by far.” 

Aizawa sighed sadly, putting his phone back in his pocket. “Poor kid. Anyways, since you two are close, I would hope that you would feel alright helping her. All Might is at the hospital with her, and she’s going to have crutches and a broken arm, so if you could help her for a month that would be wonderful. You would have to get up earlier and help her walk to school and all of her c-” Momo jumped up, her eyes wide and full of glitter.

“I’ll do it Sensei! You can count on me, I’ll make sure she’s one-hundred-percent alright!” Momo smiled before running to the elevator and going to her dorm. ‘Strange child’ Aizawa thought before walking back to the main room. Momo sat down at her office, taking out a piece of paper. She was going to follow Denki’s advice for once, and follow her heart.

She got out a long piece of paper and began writing. She was going to write a love letter to Y/n, and it would be the best letter in the world if it killed Momo. She set the pen to paper, and signed it anonymously with Your Secret Admirer.

Momo rolled up the letter, put on her puffy jacket, Uggs, purse, and did something she thought she would never do. She snuck out of the dorms after hours. Momo did her best to quietly make her way out of the building, even if the elevator dinged louder than she would have liked it to. She walked out, and made sure to run once she could. If she was going to date Y/n, she would have to be more badass like her.

Running down the sidewalk and avoiding all the security, Momo found her way to the hospital Y/n was staying at. Using her sweet girl and innocent charms, Momo was easily able to get the old lady at the office to give her Y/n’s room number. As she walked down the empty, poorly lit halls that seemed like they were from a horror scene. 

As she got to room 231, she stopped hesitantly before throwing the letter under the door and running out of the hospital, seeing the light inside of the room turn on in response. Momo ran the entire way home, not stopping until she was in the elevator. She sighed, letting herself lean on the wall as she thought about how she had been so secretive. That was until the elevator door opened to reveal Iida, Mina, Denki, and Kirishima all standing there with smirks on their face. 

“I can let this time slip once Yayorozu… if you tell us where you were.” Iida smiled softly as Mina and the others grinned, winking and smiling at her cheesily. “I... didn’t go to see Y/n if that’s what your thinking. I just... went to the hospital.” She explained as they smiled, looking at each other as if they didn’t believe her. “Alright. Now everyone, goodnight!” Iida yelled out as everyone scattered back to their dorms, Momo included.

As she entered her room, she couldn’t help but feel so excited for Y/n’s return tomorrow. What would she say? What would she do? Momo didn’t care, but she was exhausted, and excited. All she wanted to do was make out with Y/n at that moment, but she would have to wait. She could only hope that everything would go okay tomorrow. As Momo slept, she felt happy and exhilarated as he began to dream.

The next day, Y/n’s return couldn't come soon enough. Denki and Kirishima happily got movies ready, Bakugo and Mina cooked, and Todoroki tried to comfort Momo as she waited on the couch for hours, just waiting. When All Might walked in, followed by Aizawa and Midnight walking with a Y/n on crutches. “Welcome back!” All Might yelled, before Y/n was almost knocked over by Momo jumping to hug her.

“Oh my god I missed you.” Y/n whispered, hugging her back tightly. “Me too. I talked to Aizawa and I’m not leaving your side until you’re 100% better!” Momo exclaimed as everyone in the class smirked at each other. The two girls were totally shipped together, yet oblivious to each other’s feelings. “Anyways, we have movies set up for you and food and everything ever! I also cleaned your room and did your homework for this week!”

Y/n and Momo ended up being surrounded by everyone as they ate Bakugo’s food and watched movies. Momo and Y/n ended up cuddling the entire time, receiving looks from their classmates the entire time. Of course everyone was almost too supportive, but it was hard to believe that those two weren’t making out by now. It was obvious they were into each other big time.

By the end of the night, Y/n was beyond tired. “I’m going to bed.” She murmured as Momo looked up, almost offended that she would end their cuddle session earlier than curfew. “Let me walk you to your room! What if you fall?” Momo began to get up before Y/n pushed her back down. “No, you need to relax. I’ll see you bright and early tomorrow.” She winked before walking away, leaving Momo blushing.

As soon as Y/n was out of her sight, she jumped up and ran to her room, going to get the second love letter than she had written that morning when she had been feeling poetic. As she walked out of her room, and to Y/n’s room, she looked behind herself to see everyone watching her, thumbs up and all. She sighed before walking to the room and beginning to slide the letter under the door.

Suddenly, Y/n opened the door to see Momo with the letter, smirking. She was in just her bra and athetlci shorts, and Momo couldn’t help but stare. “I knew it was you Mimi.” She smiled, grabbing Momo by the shirt and pulling her into the room, closing the door behind her. “W-what are you doing Y/n?” Momo asked, her face a whole cherry. “Well we wouldn’t want those nosy people to see us, would we?” Y/n asked before pulling Momo into a hot kiss.

Cute!!! Loved this!!! So sorry that this took forever for me to get to!!