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the pretty's <333
qiu and tamarack are both so gorgeous and cute omfg
all images are from the our life: now & forever trailer linked here!.
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my kaoru hakaze meme collection <3 (re-up lmfao)
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HONEYMOON UN DEUX TROIS natsume x reader
The sun has died down, arising the night. On a cruise you and your husband went for your honeymoon.
CONTENT; fluff, reader and natsume just got married, cruise ship honeymoon, reader’s gender/pronouns not implied, idk what im doing anymore
WORD COUNT; 649 words
NOTE ?! i had to make this. this wasn’t the natsume fanfic i was implying but i liked this idea better than my last one so i changed last minute
i stkll dont knlw how to write natsume but i HAD to make this yknow… mitsugetsu un deux trois isbiterally natsume love song you cannot convince me otherwise. this ones not proofread too im sorry 😭😭 im just shittint out ot my pants at this point
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It's cute and funny how William cares so much about Louis (to the point of over-coddling early on) -- that's his baby brother, his longest companion, the one who he wanted to see enter the new world they were working to create -- but on the train, he just starts handwaving all of Louis' concerns. Of course they're always quite formal and posh but I feel like his vibe in those scenes is a teenage girl whose little bro is bothering her while she's hanging out with her crush.
"No don't...Louis don't stab him! Shut up Louis, I wanna play with the cute detective! Yes he can call me Liam! Okay fine, he's a bit goofy but I think it's charming. Are you done?"
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i have to do everything myself <- there were only 5 mayoi fics that weren't smut in the enstars tag
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Me rereading the same Ichiro x reader fanfics over and over and over and over and over and over and over again because hypmic is severely lacking in an active western fic fanbase but I’m too dumb to write my own

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Waaaa I've been following you for a while but this is my first time sending a rq!!! 🎉🎉🎉
Any chance for a TDD Ichiro having like a present for their s/o like matching earrings or somthin! Thanks !n
Ah this was cute, and I hope you enjoy how I wrote it since it's your first request! You didn't specify hcs or a fic so I went with a fic since I've been in the mood to write those recently if that's fine! Thank you sm for the request and hope you enjoy 💕

-pairing: tdd ichiro yamada x gn!reader
-genre: fluff
-summary: ichiro buys you a gift out of the blue one day, for no special occasion really; simply because he wanted to
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“Ah y/n! I…have something for you.”
You didn’t quite know what the occasion was when Ichiro unveiled the gift he had been holding behind his back all this time, trying his best to not stumble over himself or his words as he nervously handed you a small box. Its wrapping was slightly disheveled, the crinkles evident all over, and the ribbon on top wasn’t exactly the neatest or prettiest bow you had seen, but it certainly had its own charm. You hadn’t the slightest clue as to what he could’ve given you that came in such a small box, or why your boyfriend had even decided to buy you a present in the first place. There was no special event going on, you were sure of it. Your guys’ anniversary wasn’t for another couple of months, and there weren’t any major holidays going on, unless you somehow managed to get your dates wrong.
“Aw Ichi,” at the nickname, you could visibly see him tense up a little, the faintest hint of red coloring the tips of his ears and cheeks, though there was still a small smile (he wasn’t used to it just yet, but Ichiro did still love the nickname you gave him), “thank you! But what’s this for?”
“Nothing,” he mumbled in response, avoiding your gaze, finding it difficult to look you in the eye when he gave you that gift out of the blue. It was the first time he had ever done such a thing after all, giving an s/o a gift. He wasn’t too experienced with relationships after all, still being quite young and too busy with running between jobs in order to try and provide for his brothers. Buying gifts for someone that wasn’t his brothers, someone that he was actually dating and in some sort of romantic relationship with, felt so strange to him. It was the same thing, of course—buying and giving a special person a gift—but for some reason, Ichiro felt as if this was entirely different. Buying a gift for his brothers and buying a gift for a romantic partner were two entirely different things with different thoughts and feelings behind them, at least, he felt so, and since this was his first ever time doing something like this, he couldn’t help but feel nervous. “Can’t I give you a gift just because?”
Ichiro couldn’t have been more awkward if he had tried, fumbling over his words and acting a little defensive when you questioned him. He usually was easy to talk, never feeling much anxiety with others or in saying anything, but for whatever reason, Ichiro tensed up around you now. His nerves now got the better of him, though that was a given since this entire relationship thing was still quite new to him, and seeing how perplexed you looked towards his gift only made him more so. Had he perhaps messed up in some way? Was he not supposed to give you a gift for no reason at all? Ichiro had certainly thought that was what most couples did. And the thought of you not liking it or finding it weird and strange made him tense up. He really hadn’t meant it that way of course, so Ichiro couldn’t help but get a little defensive.
“No no I appreciate it!” you assured, able to see your boyfriend visibly relax upon hearing your words; he really had been so nervous about this, hadn’t he? “I just wanted to know why you got me a gift,” you explained, “since I don’t think there’s anything coming up.”
“I just…y’know, thought that it’d be nice to buy you a gift because,” he muttered the last part out, “you’re special to me, y’know.” Geez, Ichiro absolutely hated how he sounded in that moment, so awkward and unable to mutter a sentence out without forgetting his words or stumbling over them. He surely sounded so stupid right now, and it certainly didn’t help how he was constantly rubbing the back of his neck and avoiding your gaze, unable to look you in the eye because of his damn nerves. His heart was beating too erratically right now, the gnawing pit of anxiety in his gut only growing more and more. He usually wasn’t like this, so Ichiro didn’t like this feeling all too much. “Isn’t this what couples do?”
“You didn’t have to though.” You fumbled with the gift in hand, twirling the red ribbon around your finger. You were feeling a little shy yourself, not really expecting for Ichiro to buy you a present without any warning whatsoever. It was nice, you had to admit, being surprised with a gift from him. It was as if it told that he was thinking of you, and the fact that he took the time and money (you knew he was rather scarce on those things as well) to buy you one only made your heart warmer.
“But I wanted to!” Ah, classic Ichiro, as stubborn as always. When he set his mind on something, he was determined to do it, especially if it was for those that he loved and cared for. But admitting that out loud, making it known that the reason he bought you a gift in the first place was simply because he wanted to, only served to make him feel more flustered and embarrassed, his face reddening more.
“Well,” you couldn’t resist the smile that made its way, especially when looking down at the disheveled box, “thank you.” It certainly screamed Ichiro, and knowing that your boyfriend had picked it out himself did make your heart skip a beat. The thought was adorable. “Can I open it?”
A nod.
You certainly did try your best to not rip the wrapping off, even when it was practically falling apart already, wanting to delicately unwrap the present. Ichiro seemed to have spent quite some time trying his hardest to make it at least look presentable, and you didn’t want to ruin that in seconds. Carefully taking off the ribbon, you opened the small black box, wondering what something so small could hold.
And before you were a pair of small earrings, so simple and delicate yet elegant almost.
It was a simple design, one to your liking, though it wasn’t really anything you had in your own collection. They were still pretty, to say the least, and you did have an urge to put them on right then and there. In a way, you were a little shocked to see that Ichiro had picked them out (not to say that he had bad taste, but rather he didn’t seem to be all that interested in accessories and all when the two of you went shopping together), but you were pleasantly surprised. They were certainly a pair of cute earrings after all, and you did put them on right away.
“How do I look?” you turned towards Ichiro, pulling any hair back so that he could get a clear view of the earrings he had bought you. Although you weren’t able to see yourself yet, you had a feeling that they were going to look good on you, though perhaps that was what you were telling yourself since you had taken a liking to them.
But Ichiro certainly thought so.
He was, well, a bit breathless when he saw you wearing those earrings, as cliché as that sounded, yes. They truly did look stunning on you, fit you rather well. He even felt his heart skip a beat, his blush deepen. You just looked so…pretty?? I mean, you always were in his eyes of course, and sure, they were only a simple pair of earrings, but they really added something Ichiro felt. Damn, he really did know how to pick a good pair of earrings.
“Ah!” Ichiro caught himself gaping a little, “you look…amazing.” He did feel himself get a little bit more embarrassed and flustered, not really expecting the earrings to fit you as well as they did, but he was more than happy of course.
“Thank you,” you beamed, smiling once more, which only made his heart skip another beat.
Ah, Ichiro thought, perhaps he should buy you presents more often.

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Hey if you can't beat em (or get them to actually play basketball), why not join em
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