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i made a self indulgent astarion/tav comic because theres no option to comfort hug him every night

i put it on twitter might as well throw this here too

set after raiding cazador's palace

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How do you get out of this position without making out or smt???????? Like "oh sorry bro lemme just get these knives off you then we can continue, my bad." "Sure dude"

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(Found this in the old works box and decided to dust it off and tweak it. Daichi is bae please enjoy!)

Pulling on your boots you glance back towards your shared bedroom waiting on your boyfriend, “Daichi, you ok back there?”

“Yeah, sorry,” he called after a second emerging from the bedroom pulling on his jacket, “I couldn’t find my jacket.”

He grabs his keys from the hook by the front door and slides on his shoes, opening the door for you. You follow him out falling in step with him at a comfortable pace, lacing your fingers through his, “So what did you have planned for us today.”

“Hm, I figured we could stop into that cafe a few blocks away to grab something warm to drink before walking through the park. After the train wreck that was our last date I figure something low key without a lot of people would be nice.”

You bit the inside of your cheek to fight off the grin you could feel starting to form, “Come on Daichi I wasn’t that bad. We just ran into Noya and Tanaka.”

You had to fight even harder to keep from giggling with the look he shot you, “It was a disaster and you know it, I might as well have been a 4th wheel at that point and they made a fuss over everything. And it was just a coincidence, which is why I don’t mention when we’re going out. If they know they will absolutely show up.”

You can’t help but chuckle looping your arm through his, “They’re nice people, just some of them are a little rambunctious.”

“Tanaka and Nishinoya nearly tackled you to the ground when they first met you and Hinata and Kageyama still can’t be in the same room together for more than 5 minutes without fighting.” Daichi rolled his eyes.

You chuckle again, briefly laying your head on his shoulder as you two walk. It was fairly chilly so clinging to your boyfriend to leech off of his body heat was starting to sound like a good idea.

“They look busy today, it might be better if I just go in and order. You want your usual?” Daichi giving your hand a quick squeeze.

“Yes please.” You smile and squeeze back thankful to be able to avoid the crowd.

Daichi disappears into the shop to order and get out and back to you as quickly as possible. You find a spot against the wall of the shop to stay out of the way while you wait for Daichi. He emerged a couple minutes later handing your drink which you take thankful for the warmth seeping through the cup into your hands. The walk to the park was fairly short while you kept steady conversation catching up from the week. With Daichi still going through the police academy and you with work you’ve both been pretty busy. You noticed that you were keeping up most of the conversation, he was being oddly quiet today.

You nudge him with your shoulder pulling him out of whatever though he was stuck in, “Is everything ok? You seem to be somewhere else today.

He chuckles nervously, “I have been haven’t I. Let’s sit.”

Settling on a park bench you set your cup aside and take his hand, “So what’s up? Is everything ok?”

He looks at you and smiles and nods, “Yeah actually, better than ok. These past few years have been pretty incredible, probably some of the best of my life.”

“I can’t say that I don’t feel the same.”

“I love you, and I think I’m ready to finally say that I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“What are you doing?” Your eyes go wide when Dichi moves to kneel in front of you pulling a small jewelry box out of his pocket and opens it revealing a beautiful silver ring.

He smiles slightly, “Asking you to marry me. What do you say?”

You look back up at him hearing his voice and quickly nod, not fully trusting your voice to not give out at the moment.

“Yes?” Daichi asked almost stunned.

“Yes Daichi, Yes I’ll marry you.”

The tension in his should visibly disappears as he smiles and slides the ring onto your finger before you practically launch yourself at him wrapping your arms around his neck. He quickly steadies himself to support your weight and wraps his arms around you tightly.

“I love you Daichi.”

“I love you too.”

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“Do you remember when your ex dumped you back in second year and you came over to my house crying?”

Hajime nearly combusts in your lap with how hot his face became, a deep flush of scarlet making its presence known. Poor thing had been scrolling on his phone with his head resting on your thighs, almost dozing off from the feeling of your fingers tangled in his hair.

“First of all, I’d just like to let you know that I hated the way you started this conversation,” He scowls, emerald eyes flicking up to your curious face from his phone. “Secondly, what’s the point of your question?”

“Well I just realized that I never really knew why you two broke up, and I kinda want to know.”

Instantly, Hajime rolls his eyes before sitting up, his large hand pinching the bridge of his nose, “I don’t know… does it matter? It was years ago, why do you think about them?”

“Well you know about my hookups!”

“Babe, we’ve all made out with Mattsun, I’ve told you it doesn’t count-“

“You all WHAT?”

“I thought that was common knowledge,” he shrugs. You blink at him, eyes wide before one brow quirks in confusion, “uhm. We’ll come back to that. Now, about that ex-“

“Please don’t make me say it,” he whines, resting his elbows on his knees and face burying in his hands. His ears are bright red, flushed to the point where you’re sure it’s hot to the touch, but when he responds like that, you’re almost determined to make him answer, no matter how much of a bully you’re being.

“Okay, you can’t respond like that and expect me not to be curious,” you snort, your arms tossing around his hunched frame. “C‘mon Haji,” you purr, nudging the bit of his cheek with your nose. “It’s just me, babe. You know you can tell me anything.”

“It’s embarrassing.”

“We’ve lived together for two years, you’ve come in the bathroom to floss you’re teeth while I’m pooping, you let me pop blackheads on your nose on facetime with your friends, but this is embarrassing?”

“Well it was, but now I’m questioning this entire situation.”

You roll your eyes, “you fucking love me.” Then, you smile and bounce on your haunches, “tell me! You can trust me! Besides, you already know I’m going to ask tooru anyways, so you may as well-”

“Jesus fuck, alright,” he growls, but his grumpiness quickly turns less threatening when your arms toss around his shoulders and you plant a kiss to his cheek. He gives you a sigh and rubs his eyes.

“So… my ex and I were each other’s like. First serious relationship,” he begins, and he absolutely hates how invested you already look. “I mean, we were together for nine months, it was the first time someone wanted to know me and not just to get closer to Tooru.”

The idea of that makes you pout slightly; in your own dating, you’d never had thought about people using him to get closer to Oikawa, you’d always known you wanted him. You nod and bring your hand up to card his thick locks, something he’d always found comfort in.

You also remember how heart broken you were when you'd seen and heard that they were together. How Hanamaki tried relentlessly to cheer you up, build you back up, and how guilty you felt for not being happy for your friend. You'd been there first to want him and not Tooru, but it was in vain.

Besides, you were together now; in your head, there's no reason why he should be nervous to tell you.

He angles his head into your touch, "and... and they were good to me! They trusted me and they appreciated all I would do, and at the end of the day, they were the ones who I always could turn to."

"Hey! You could've turned to me!"

"This isn't about you," he scolds playfully. "Anyways. They loved me until the end, and if I didn't ruin shit, we may have still been together."

"Yeah, that doesn't make me feel insecure at all," you grumble.

He furrows his brows, but it’s offset with a smirk, "if you'd let me talk and finish the story, you wouldn't have to feel insecure."

You stay quiet again. He rolls his eyes and pinches the brim of his nose, "then... do you remember Hanamaki's party for going into third year?"

"Yeah." It was a party you'd remembered being fine until Oikawa had to drive a sickened Hajime home, and you'd blown up his phone in worry. Hanamaki called you obsessive. You put a thumbtack in his sneaker.

"Right... so," he rubs the back of his neck nervously. "So we kinda... snuck away to be alone and use those stupid lovers affirmations and... and then things got touchy and kissy and-"

"Gagging."

"Interrupting again," he snips before composing himself again. Now, he's really starting to fidget, and you're starting to have an uneasy feeling about it. "And we started kissing and out hands started to wander and..." he pauses and looks at you, half expecting you to interrupt, but at the sight of you completely immersed, he grimaces.

“And… and they moaned my name… and then, when I was uhm… I was supposed to moan theirs…”

“Oh my god, did you moan Oikawa’s?” You gasp, already falling to a fit of laughter from your anxiety. It was a common joke in the group that Tooru and Hajime were secretly together but dated others so they wouldn’t seem suspicious, but to think it could be true caused you to absolutely cackle. “No wonder they dumped you!I can see it now! Just a soft little t-tooru-“

“Fuck off, I moaned your name, asshole.”

Your laughter stopped immediately, your face dropping to one of absolute surprise. The smugness that dripped from your tone now seems to reside in his, and he smirks softly as he crosses his arms.

“Not so funny now, is it?”

“You… you said my name?”

“Yeah,” he scoffs. He adverts his gaze and tries to fight the blush splaying on his face, “I’ve wanted you since the beginning.”

“Why did you never like… try?”

“I thought you liked Oikawa.”

“Why would you think I like Oikawa!”

“You spent so much time with him!”

“Because I was too shy to be near you, stupid!”

The both of your chests heave at your confessions, before you break the silence with a few breathy giggles.

"Fuck, man," you chuckle, curling your frame into his side. "We truly were so dumb."

"You don't know how hard Oikawa tried to convince me to confess to you."

"Same!" You say, beaming. "I always told him there was no shot you would've had feelings for me."

He doesn't admit it, but you know Hajime had a similar experience with his friend. The silence falls much more comfortable than it had been before, and with your attention turned back to the TV, you flick your gaze back briefly when you feel Hajime reach for his phone. "Whatcha doin'?"

He smirks, "gonna text Oikawa that I just realized you had a crush on me in high school."

You snort, "you're evil. You trying to give him an aneurism?"

"Maybe."

You pause. Then you paw for your own phone to text the same victim.

Might as well make him bitter, together.

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First kiss 💋

(Ok so this was another request from my other blog. And again this man has always had a grip on me, so of course I’m going to repost Midorima’s first kiss with his female s/o. The request asked to specifically make it hella awkward. Which...i mean...it’s Midorima...how else is his first kiss going to be. Mans is not smooth...nor right away at least 👀👀)

“This is your house right?” Midorima asked his girlfriend as they walked up to her house.

“Yeah this is me. Thank you for walking me home, I know it’s a little out of the way for you.” __ said smiling at his few moments of kindness.

“Well, you’re late because you stayed to watch me practice. So it was only right that I made sure you made it home safely. Nanodayo.” Midorima said blushing as usual.

__ and Midorima have been dating for a couple of weeks now but have barely made it past holding hands, and even that’s a rare occurrence. Midorima tends to get flustered quickly and finds an excuse to retract his hand.

“Would you like to come in for a second? I’m sure you’re tired after practice and I don’t exactly live close to you or the school.” __ offered Midorima who seemed to barely be standing upright.

“No thank you. It’s getting late and I should get home.”

__ nodded “Ok, be safe walking home. Goodnight Shintarou.”

Midorima watched her turn to open the door, but in a split second of bravery he turned to grab her to hand to stop her.

“Shintarou?”

He stared at her for a moment before rushing forward nearly causing __ to stumble backwards.

CRASH

“Ow! Shintarou what on earth was that?” __ held her nose that Midorima had just slammed into.

“It...it was nothing. Goodnight.” Midorima mumbled trying to practically sprint away from the house.

“Hold on Shintarou,” __ grabbed his hand, “did you just try to kiss me?”

He didn’t answer...but he didn’t really need to, the blush on his face said enough.

“Stay still.”

__ slowly leaned in, giving Midorima time to back away if he wanted to. When he didn’t __ met him with a kiss, making sure to avoid bumping their injured noses together. When she pulled away Midorima looked like he was about to pass out any second. 

“Shintarou? Are you ok?” __ asked reaching for his hand.

“It’s late I should get home...goodnight __.” And as quickly as she’s ever seen him move, sprinted off the porch.

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Introducing his gf to his stream

(So I’ve read a few different posts that involve Kenma introducing his s/o on a stream for various reasons...so this is by no means an original idea 😅 I just figured I’d try my hand at it. So kudos to whoever came up with this beautiful concept)

Kenma leaned back in his gaming chair finally relaxing after spending a little over an hour on the last boss he was fighting. He decided for the last hour of his stream to let his viewers ask questions, since they were always curious when it comes to his personal life. Unsurprisingly the question about his relationship with his girlfriend came up again, mostly asking if he was ever going to introduce her to them.

“I mean that’s not entirely up to me, but I can ask if she would maybe be ok with it.”

The chat exploded with excited comments asking him to ask so they could meet you. They’ve heard your voice and seen when you’ve brought Kenma a snack or something to drink while streaming, never more than your hand or forearm, but enough to know that you exist. He read over the chat again before sighing and smiles slightly, “You guys really want to meet her that badly?”

He chuckles at the confirmation that once again blows up his chat, “Alright, give me a couple minutes to go and talk to her and I’ll see what I can do.”

He mutes his mic and slides off his headset, setting them on the desk before getting up and making his way back to your shared room to see if you were still awake. Peeking his head in the partially open door he smiles seeing you sitting up in bed working on your latest crochet project, your switch laying abandoned in your lap. Sensing someone watching you, you stop working and look up at the door smiling when you see your boyfriend standing in the doorway, “Hey,” you quickly glance down at your switch to check the time, “finishing up early tonight?”

He shakes his head, “They’re bugging me about wanting to meet you again.”

You chuckle and shake your head going back to working the yarn in your hands, “They certainly can be lively huh? So did you come in here because you’re thinking about giving in?”

“Would you be ok with that? I want to make sure I respect your privacy and I don’t want to push anything. If you aren’t comfortable with it I can tell them no.” 

You look back up at him finishing off the current row of your project you were working on. You guys had talked about the possibility of him introducing you on one of his streams but he wanted to see if the excitement would die down first. You trusted Kenma when it came to making sure that you would be able to safely appear on one of his streams considering how long he had been doing it at this point. You tie off your project and set it aside climbing out of bed, “Alright let’s go do this.”

“You sure?”

You smile and nod holding his hand, “So long as you don’t mind that I mostly look like I just rolled out of bed.”

He smiles and squeezes your hand heading back to his gaming room. He settles into his chair keeping ahold of your hand and pulls you in to sit in his lap wrapping his arms around you. He reaches out to unmute his mic as the chat starts to go wild, “You guys wanted to meet her, here she is.”

You smile slightly and wave, “Hi, I’m Kodzuken’s girlfriend. Nice to meet you.”

You manage to catch a couple messages here and there but can barely keep track of the chat with how rapidly people are commenting.

‘OMG SHES SO PRETTY!’

‘Wait so Kodzuken plays videogames all day and still manages to pull girls.’

‘Teach me your ways!’

Kenma chuckles as your eyes fly across the screen trying to reach the chat before blinking hard. He leans back in his chair pulling you to fully relax against his chest, “I know it’s a lot, I can read off a few questions I’m catching.”

You nod reaching to fidget with one of his hands as Kenma scans over the chat.

“They wanna know how long we’ve been together and how long we’ve known each other.”

“Oh jeez…we’ve been together since we started college so…7 years. But we’ve known each other since high school.” 

Kenma traps your fingers with his and turns his head to kiss your cheek keeping his chin on your shoulder, “No she isn’t much of a gamer.”

You glance at Kenma as he answers and then smile and shake your head turning back to face the monitor, “I don’t have the patience or honestly the skill for it. I play games with him occasionally like Minecraft or Animal Crossing, but crafts are more my thing. Like this,” You gesture to Kenmas beanie he was currently wearing, “I made this for him a while back.” 

You two sat there like that answering questions for a while, Kenma occasionally blocking the user of a hateful comment that managed to slip it’s way in.

“Alright guys we’ve gone over a bit and I’m sure she’d like me to come to bed with her for once, so I’ll see you guys later.”

He closed the stream and sighs burying his face in your neck, “Maybe now they’ll be happy for a while.”

You chuckle and squeeze his arm, “Come on let’s go to bed, I had to fight to keep myself awake while we were doing this.”

He lets go of you and you stand up turning to grab his hand and pull him to his feet. You two make your way back to your room Kenma taking off his beanie and his hoodie before climbing into bed and pulling you to against him, “Thanks for doing that.”

You lean up and kiss him, “Of course, now get some sleep, you sound exhausted.”

He grunts and buries his face in your hair falling asleep fairly quickly.

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Good morning! My morning is currently in the Kuroko dumpster fire. How is everyone’s morning going?

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Dating Tsukishima Headcanons

Dating Tsukishima would include….

Him walking you home after you watch him practice. He pretends to be annoyed by it, but tells you no anytime you offer to have your parents pick you both up. Short jokes, all the short jokes including using you as an armrest. He isn’t huge on PDA but he’ll wrap his arm around you or hold your hand while you two are walking around. I think after a while he would start looking around for you at games, getting happy when he sees you there...whether he shows it or not. Most of the time he's usually pretty nice to you, most of the time, he’s still Tsukishima, meaning he still picks on you whenever he wants. Back on the PDA topic, typically he isn’t huge on PDA but when he wants to be a little shit around his teammates *cough Noya and Tanaka cough* he kisses you on the cheek or forehead or something just to get a rise out of them. He often gets confronted about being different to you than anyone else, he just shrugs and says “I actually like them so of course I’m nice to them.” Which of course, causes more commotion from Noya and Tanaka. Tutors you regularly on subjects that you don’t get. Has fallen asleep over video chat with you multiple times. You don’t have a name with him anymore. You are just pipsqueak to him, in person, in his contacts, if it weren’t for you introducing yourself no one you met through him would know your name.

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Makaia made a booboo

OK so I might have lied before about asks being open, I think they are now if I remember how to do to this 🙃it’s been a while since I’ve had to set this up. Please if anyone tries to submit anything and you can’t let me know. Technology is not my friend.

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(Short self indulgent drabble that came to mind after spending too long on TIkTok) 

“What are you watching?” Kenma asks settling on the couch next to you?

You look up at him and smile quickly kissing him on the cheek before shifting so you can show him the video, “Just something on TikTok, this girl just deleted all of her boyfriends save data from a game he’s been playing for years because she doesn’t think he’s paying enough attention to her. He’s understandably pretty upset.”

Kenma watched the video wide eyed watching the poor guy in the video have an absolute meltdown. At the end of the video he turns to you, “You’d never do that right?”

You look over at him and raise an eyebrow, “Kenma we’ve been dating for over a year. I know how much time you spend on your games and how important they are to you. No I would never do that to you.”

He nods and shifts, lifting an arm so you and settle into his side before wrapping his arm around you. You two sit like that together enjoying eachothers company while you continued to scroll through your phone. After a bit Kenma kisses the back of your head and rests his chin on your shoulder, “I don’t make you feel ignored do I?”

You set your phone down and turn to look at him. You were his first relationship and he went into it as a giant bundle of nerves. He’s slowly gotten more confident, but at the beginning the amount of time he spent gaming and almost acting like you didn’t exist did cause a bit of a problem. But you worked through that and understood it was a stress release for him and a way to cope with his anxiety, and he understood that he needed to occasionally put the games away to spend time with you. He’s generally very good about it. Sometimes you still have to give him a little nudge when he gets absorbed into a game for too long, but he always turns the game off once he finishes his level when you ask to spend time with him. He still gets a little insecure and worried about it sometimes though. 

Kenma looks at you when you turn to him and lean up and kiss him slowly before pulling back, “Not at all. I knew how you were when we got together, and you always make sure to make time for me.”

He smiles softly relaxing against her to rest his chin on your shoulder again.

“Besides,” you pick your phone back up to continue scrolling, “if I really want your attention badly enough when you’re glued to a game I’ve gotten pretty good at distracting you.” 

You smile slightly and giggle feeling Kenma’s face start to heat up when he buries it in your neck to hide.

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(So this was a request from my other blog. My first blog was originally for this green haired tsundere before I expanded it so he always has a special place in my heart)

Mira sighs in frustration at the blank page in her sketchbook. Her most recent assignment was just to sketch a male portrait and for some reason she was struggling with it. She’s looked up multiple reference photos to use for inspiration but hasn’t been happy with any of her previous drawings. She glances at her phone when she gets a text from Midorima asking if they were still meeting today. She replied with a quick yes saying she was home and to just come in the door would be unlocked. She put her phone down going back to her sketchbook attempting to start again. She was mostly through the basic outline when someone knocked on her door. She sighs putting her sketchbook aside and standing up already knowing who was at the door.

“You know I said you could just come in. I left the door unlocked for you.” Mira said opening the door.

“It’s rude to just walk into someone else’s home nanodayo.” Midorima plainly states fixing his glasses.

Mira rolls her eyes smiling and moves to let him in, “Come in. Excuse the mess.”

Mira followed Midorima into the apartment, stopping in the living room to look around. Being his girlfriend did not spare her the not so subtle judgmental looks he would send her way now and then. Like the one she’s receiving right now after seeing the crumpled up pieces of paper, pencils, and erasers that littered her living room floor and chair.

“I tried to warn you.” Mira simply shrugged, moving past him to start picking up the mess.

He stands there watching her another second before moving to help her clean up, occasionally inspecting the paper he’s picking up.

“What is all of this?” He finally asks, standing up and smoothing out one of the papers.

She turns her attention to him, “One of my failed attempts at my most current assignment.”

He looks back up at her from the paper, “Assignment?”

She nods. “Yeah I’m in art school right now and my class assignment was just a male portrait.”

“And it hasn’t been coming along very well I take it.”

“Not at all, technically they’re all pretty sound, but I just don’t like any of them.”

Midorima throws away the last paper and looks back to her, “Is there anything I can do to help?”

Mira shrugs, “Not really unless you think you can model for me.”

At first it’s just an offhanded response to his question, but after a second of serious consideration she stops and looks at him.

He notices after a second and quickly shakes his head, “Mira no, that is not happening.”

“Hey you offered, come on, I’ve had art block all week so far and this is due in two days.”

He continues to stare at her for a second before sighing and looks away from her, “What do you need me to do?”

She smiles at him and looks around grabbing a chair and moving it by the window, “Just sit here and don’t move until I tell you to. We can take breaks if you need but I should still get it done today.”

Midorima nods sitting in the chair a little stiffly, “Like this?”

Mira looks over him and smiles, “Try to make this as natural as possible. And make sure you’re comfortable, you’re going to be in whatever position you choose for a while.”

He shifts a bit to get comfortable before turning back to her, “Is this ok.”

She looks at him again, picking up her sketchbook and charcoal pencils from the floor and moves to where she’ll be sitting to see how everything should look.

“Can you turn your head a bit more towards the light?”

He does as she asks, glancing in her direction for approval.

She smiles at him and nods, “Perfect, like I said if you need a break to stretch or use the bathroom or need something just let me know, I can always move my lamp by you if need be, natural lighting is usually better.”

He nods thanking her and then she gets to work on her drawing, working off of the outline she’d started before he showed up. A little over an hour into the process she looks up to check on him.

“Hey, still doing ok?”

He nods not moving from his position, “I’m fine.”

She smiles going back to work looking between him and the sketchbook. Mira stopped a bit later setting down the sketchbook and pencil.

“You can go ahead and get up and stretch. I'm taking a break for a second.”

Midorima nodded getting up and stretching, “Are you nearly finished?”

Mira looks down at her sketchbook and nods, “Just about, mostly just shading at this point. Thank you again for helping with this, I really appreciate it.”

“Just don’t expect it to be a common thing to happen.” He grumbles looking away from her.

She smiles and goes into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water for both of them before going back into the living room. He takes the water nodding thanks.

“Ready to get back to it?” She asks taking a drink and setting her water aside.

He nods setting the water down and getting back into his chair. She settles back down getting situated to start drawing again. She looks over her drawing as she finishes and looks up at him.

“Alright you can get up now, I’m done.”

Midorima gets up and stretches again and then comes over to look at the drawing.

She looks up at him and smiles, “What do you think?”

He looks over her shoulder down at the drawing, “It looks good, I’m impressed.”

She looks up at him and smiles, “Thanks. I actually have something to turn in now.”

She closes her sketchbook and looks at the clock, “It’s getting pretty late, I’m sorry I kept you here for this most of the day.”

He looks at the time and shrugs, “I planned on spending most of the day here anyhow. So I guess how it was spent doesn’t matter much. I should head home though, it’s getting late.”

She nods towards the kitchen, “Did you want to get something to eat before you go?”

He shakes his head, “That’s ok, thank you though. I’ll talk to you again soon.”

She smiles and nods walking him to the door, “I’ll see you soon.”

She leans up and kisses him on the cheek, causing him to blush slightly and grumble before quickly kissing to top of her head and rushing out the door saying goodbye. Mira chuckles closing the door behind him.

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The Long Haul

(Not sure if this is the best way to start this blog off but I adore this toxic walking red flag and give him love whenever I can. So this is more for my own self indulgence. Of course the art and the character absolutly do not belong to me)

Haizaki glances up from scrolling through his phone when he notices that you’re hovering in the doorway between his bedroom and the bathroom instead of just coming straight back to the bed, “What?”

After another couple seconds you push off the doorframe and come to sit in front of him on the bed, “Something is different here.”

Haizaki looks at you confused and then looks around his room before turning his gaze back to you, “Pretty sure my room has always looked this way.”

You roll your eyes at him, “I didn’t mean with your room dumbass, I meant with us.”

He stares at you for a second before fully putting his phone down. You two had been hooking up for the last six months. There was never anything there, just sex. Well, until recently. You’ve started to develop feelings for the dark haired thug. He was rough, with everyone all the time, and you were no exception. But you did sometimes see a less rough version of him. Never soft, Haizaki was not a soft person. Just not as rough. When he was at home and had his guard down his smiles were more genuine and less sadistic. The two of you could talk for hours on end about nothing while he kept his arm wrapped around you or playing with your hair. And he would almost completely melt under your touch when he let you help take out his braids to wash his hair and let you redo them. You started to notice him acting a little off as well. Over the last few months rather than sending you on your way when he was done with you, he would find ways to keep you there a little longer talking. Sometimes, rarely but sometimes, instead of immediately getting you into bed you two would play a couple rounds of one of his video games or eat something and talk. More recently he started letting you stay the night and sleep with him. He was a horrible bedmate and either rolled on top of you or practically kicked you out of the bed, but it was still nice. When it came to sex now, he was still rough with you but started to focus more on you. Getting off with him was never a problem, but it usually came with a lot of teasing and degradation. The teasing was still there, not nearly as much and he spent more time actually pleasuring you than teasing you. And the degradation started turning into praises. Part of you wondered if it was all in your head and wishful thinking. But a small part of you couldn't help but hope that just maybe you were right, that maybe there was something there.

Haizaki again raised an eyebrow at you, “Wanna clue me in then on what’s different?”

You look at him for a second, “You for starters, us, how we interact. We said no strings attached but things are clearly different. This isn’t just about sex anymore.”

He stares at you for a second, “That so? So what do you think this is then? Last I checked we weren’t dating or anything.”

You look at him for a second before sighing, “Do you like me?”

He’s taken back by the sudden question. Where the fuck was this coming from? He’d been feeling something with you around but he couldn’t figure out what it was. You didn’t annoy the shit out of him or cling to him after you guys would hook up. He let you hang around after once to wait out a storm. You weren’t all over him and just laid either on the couch or in the bed playing on your phone or watching him play a video game. He noticed you watching and offered to let you play a round if you wanted. He watched you play after you took him up on his offer and left once the storm cleared up. You never pushed to try to stay. He started offering to let you hang out more and surprisingly, he didn’t mind having you around. Talking to you came pretty easily after a while, and you’d laugh at his crude attitude rather than just look at him disgusted. Mostly you weren’t scared of him. He’s an aggressive guy and had been aggressive with you however he wanted. You didn’t pull away from him when he grabbed your hair or your throat or pin your arms over your head, just looked up at him with those big innocent eyes and he could see the trust there. Hell you didn’t even flinch when he would grab your jaw with a bit more force then needed when he kissed you or when he’d playfully punch you in the arm for saying something stupid. He started to find himself more comfortable with you staying with him and found it harder to sleep when you’d leave. He didn’t know what to tell you or if he was even ready to admit any of this. Everyone always left. Finally coming out of his thought he scoffs and looks away from you, “I don’t fucking know. Why does it matter, this not enough for you?”

You look at him refusing to make eye contact with you carefully thinking about how you want to answer him, “Honestly…I don’t think so. Because I know I like you.”

He quickly snaps his head back in your direction, so this was it you were going to leave, “Then what the hell do you want.”

You look at him, your resolve clearly there, “I’m not looking for some huge confession or a huge gesture, that wouldn’t be you. But I like you, which means no strings went out the window a while ago and I can’t do this with no feelings involved. I don’t want to walk out so give me a reason to stay. At this point Shou you’re either in for the long haul or you’re out.”

He looks her over silent at first. She said she didn’t want to leave, she’s giving him the chance to keep her, “I’m going to fuck this up, I’m shit at this.”

Snorting you crack a small smile, “Believe me I know, I’m expecting you to fuck up at first. But…as far as I know you’ve pretty much exclusively been sleeping with me. So clearly that shouldn’t be a problem if you can keep that up. I won’t let you walk all over me, you know that. But I believe that mistakes can happen and you can either learn from them or shoot yourself in the foot. So if you fuck up we work on it and see if you sink or swim. I’m willing to put in the work if you are. So what is it? Are you in or out?”

He looks away from you to gather his thoughts, “This is going to probably start out as a shit storm and could end very badly.”

“I know.”

“I’m not easy to deal with and I’m not going to change if you end up deciding you don’t like me.”

“You wouldn’t be you if you did.”

“And you still want to do this?”

“I want to at least try.”

He turns his attention back to you seeing you sitting there calmly, waiting for his answer to make up his mind. After a second he sighs and reaches out grabbing your hand and pulling you into his lap straddling him, your hands instinctively wrapping around his neck as his find your hips. He leans up and kisses you briefly before pressing his forehead to yours, “Then I guess I’m in this for the long haul huh?”

You smile and lean forwards and kiss him again, “For the long haul.”

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Request list

As promised, a list of fandoms that I’ve already written or would be willing to write for. If anyone has a suggestion feel free to ask and maybe if I’m familiar enough it can be added to the list!

Kuroko no basket

Haikyuu

Mha

Assassination Classroom

I might also post for my person DnD character. It’s a small list right now and may grow later but for now this is what we’ve got. I’m cool with pretty much any character unless I say otherwise. I’m willing to try to write for anyone at least once. I’m also cool with just about any ship so long as it’s legal. Character/character, character/oc, character/reader ect. 

Drabbles, scenarios, and headcanons are all good by me!

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Hi lovelies! Soooo, ya girl somehow is not able to log back into her old blog so here we are! For the time being while I get new stuff sorted out and ready to post I’m probably going to repost old works for a bit. So if you find me again and stuff kinda looks familiar that’s why!