#im too lazy to make a new header…

[sweetlyvibe]

PAIRING : Obito Uchiha x Reader

WORD COUNT : 2.2k

GENRE : Comfort

SUMMARY: Your relationship with Obito is still a secret, but Genma’s flirting is getting to him. He won’t admit it, but the jealousy stings—and so does the doubt. A quiet kiss is all it takes to remind him he’s yours.

CONTENT/WARNING : emotional trauma, self-esteem issues, jealousy and insecurity

REQUESTED : yes!!

Keeping your relationship a secret had felt like the right thing to do—at first.

Obito wasn’t exactly the type to parade around holding hands, and you respected that. He didn’t crave attention, didn’t seek the spotlight, and certainly didn’t trust it. After everything he’d been through—his fall, his regrets, the war, the whispers that still trailed him like a shadow—being with someone openly felt too exposed, too vulnerable. And the last thing he needed was the weight of everyone else’s opinions stacked on top of his own self-doubt.

So, for weeks now, the two of you had existed in this quiet, precious bubble.

Stolen glances during mission briefings.

The subtle brush of your pinky against his when no one was looking.

Soft smiles passed across crowded rooms, meant only for each other.

The way his fingers would briefly, secretly graze your lower back as you passed behind him.

A secret—but a sweet one. A secret that was yours and his alone.

It felt safe. Untouched. Like something too fragile to be exposed to the light just yet.

But lately… it wasn’t enough.

Not when you found yourself glancing over your shoulder too often.

Not when Obito started avoiding even those smallest touches in front of others.

Not when your heart ached just to reach out and take his hand without wondering who was watching.

Especially not with Genma acting the way he was.

It wasn’t Genma’s fault. He didn’t know. He couldn’t know.

But that didn’t make it any easier to watch him flirt with you every single day, as if there was no reason not to.

He was harmless, you told yourself. Playful. Charming, in that way only Genma could be.

But harmless or not, it had started to get under your skin.

The comments about your smile.

The teasing nudges.

The way he’d lean a little too close when he talked to you, grinning like you were in on some joke only the two of you shared.

And the worst part?

The fact that Obito saw it all.

Obito, who already battled ghosts and guilt just to let himself be near you.

Obito, who didn’t believe—couldn’t believe—that someone like you could genuinely choose someone like him.

He was not handling it well.

You noticed the shift in him immediately—how he got quieter around you in public, shrinking into himself like he was trying to become invisible. How his shoulders tensed whenever Genma entered the room, his single eye flicking toward you and then away like it hurt to look. How his footsteps no longer naturally aligned with yours as you walked through the village, as if he was afraid to be caught too close.

And then there was the silence.

The silence that followed you both whenever you were around other people.

The kind of silence that wasn’t comfortable anymore.

You knew that look in his eye too well.

You’d seen it before—after nightmares, after missions that dredged up too many memories.

That look of guilt.

Of doubt.

Of that creeping, familiar voice inside him whispering: You don’t deserve this.

And maybe he thought that if Genma liked you—and you didn’t shut him down—then maybe Genma should be the one to have you.

Maybe Obito thought stepping back was doing you a favor.

But he was wrong.

So wrong.

And you weren’t going to let him spiral again.

So, one quiet evening, when the sky was just beginning to fade into soft gold and lavender, and the shadows had stretched long across the village, you made a decision.

You were done pretending this didn’t bother you.

Done watching him torture himself in silence.

Done letting him think he wasn’t enough for you.

So, you decided to do something about it.

You found Obito sitting alone near the training grounds, his gaze fixed on the fading light beyond the trees. The silence between you felt heavy, filled with unspoken worries.

You settled beside him quietly, waiting for a moment before you spoke.

“Obito,” you said softly, voice steady but full of concern, “can you tell me what you’re feeling right now? I can see something’s wrong, but you’re not telling me.”

He didn’t look at you immediately, his hands clasped tightly together. After a long pause, he finally sighed, voice low and hesitant. “I don’t know how to explain it… It’s like everything’s… tangled up inside me. Like I’m trying to hold on, but it’s slipping through my fingers.”

You reached out, just close enough for him to notice your presence. “You don’t have to figure it all out alone,” you said gently. “Maybe we don’t have to keep hiding everything from everyone. What if we told just a few people—our friends—that we’re dating? We wouldn’t have to make a big deal out of it, just something small, so it’s not a secret anymore.”

Obito’s head turned slowly toward you, eyes searching yours as if weighing the possibility.

“I don’t want to pressure you,” you added quickly, “but maybe it could help, to not have to sneak around all the time. We can take it at whatever pace you’re comfortable with.”

Obito’s eyes flickered with hesitation as he considered your suggestion. After a long pause, he finally let out a shaky breath and looked down at his hands, twisting them nervously in his lap.

“It’s not just about keeping it secret,” he said quietly, voice almost too soft to hear. “It’s… everything. The way people look at me. Like I’m some kind of broken thing. Like I’m not good enough. Sometimes, I wonder if I’m even worthy of being with you.”

You reached out, gently lifting his hand and squeezing it reassuringly. “Obito, look at me.” Slowly, you coaxed his eyes up to meet yours. “You are worthy. You don’t have to be perfect or have a clean past. None of that matters to me. What matters is who you are now. The person I’m with.”

He swallowed hard, the tension in his jaw easing just a little. “But Genma… he’s everything I’m not. He’s kind, easy to talk to, and everyone likes him. And I—” His voice cracked. “I’m complicated. Dark. Scars and mistakes follow me everywhere.”

You shook your head gently, your voice calm but firm. “You’re not your scars, Obito. You’re not your mistakes. You’re the person who’s standing here with me, trying, even when it’s hard. That’s what I see. That’s what I want.”

His eyes searched yours, vulnerability breaking through the usual walls. “I’m scared. Scared that I’ll mess this up, that I’ll lose you before we even really start.”

You brushed a stray lock of hair from his face, your touch soft and steady. “Then let me help you hold on. We’ll take it slow. No pressure. And if you ever feel overwhelmed, just tell me. We’re a team now.”

Obito’s lips twitched into a small, tentative smile—the first real one in days. “I don’t know how I got so lucky.”

“You’re not lucky,” you teased lightly, “I chose you.”

He chuckled quietly, the sound easing the tension between you like a gentle breeze. “Okay. I’ll try telling a few people. Just a few.”

You smiled, your heart swelling with hope. “That’s all I ask.”

For the first time in a long time, Obito looked at you with something that wasn’t fear or doubt—but trust.

And you knew that whatever came next, you’d face it together.

It was a bright afternoon in the village square, and you could feel the nervous flutter in your chest as you and Obito walked side by side. You had made the decision: no more hiding. It was time to be open about your relationship.

Obito looked calm but there was a subtle tension in his shoulders, like he was bracing himself for something. You squeezed his hand gently, silently letting him know you were there.

The moment you arrived where your friends and neighbors had gathered, the usual chatter died down, eyes turning toward you both.

Taking a steadying breath, you spoke up first, your voice clear and steady.

“We wanted to tell you all something. Obito and I—we’re together. We’ve been seeing each other for a while now.”

There was a brief silence. Then, before you could expect anything else, you saw Genma’s surprised expression—and instead of teasing or awkwardness, he broke into a genuine smile.

“Congratulations,” he said, voice warm and honest.

You blinked, a little stunned but grateful for the kindness.

As people started whispering and congratulating you both, Genma stepped forward, casually turning toward you with that same easy grin.

“So… does this mean I’m officially out of the running?” he joked, winking.

Before you could answer, you felt a warm pressure as Obito slipped his arm around your waist, pulling you a little closer—his first real public touch like that.

The sudden gesture surprised you, but a slow smile spread across your lips as you glanced up at him. His eye held that quiet confidence you’d only just started seeing.

Genma raised an eyebrow, clearly caught off guard, but quickly laughed it off.

“Guess I’m too late,” he said, stepping back with a good-natured shrug.

Obito gave a small nod, still holding you close, and you leaned into him, feeling more certain than ever that this was where you belonged.

The night settled softly over the village, the stars quietly twinkling through the open window of your room. You and Obito lay tangled together on the futon, the quiet hum of the night wrapping around you like a gentle blanket.

His arm was draped protectively over your waist, and his breath was slow and steady against your skin. You could feel the tension he’d carried all day beginning to dissolve, replaced by a rare, fragile calm.

You shifted just enough to meet his eye in the dim light, your voice barely above a whisper. “Obito… you never had anything to worry about.”

He blinked, eyes searching yours in the darkness.

“I’ll always choose you,” you said softly, your fingers brushing against the edge of his scarred cheek. “No matter what happens, no matter who’s around.”

A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips, the vulnerability in his gaze melting into something warmer.

Without thinking twice, you leaned in, your lips brushing his gently at first—a delicate question hanging between you.

He responded instantly, the kiss deepening with all the unspoken feelings that had built between you. Your hands traced the lines of his face, memorizing every scar and shadow, every quiet strength beneath.

Obito’s hand slid from your waist to cradle your head, pulling you closer as the kiss lingered—soft, tender, and full of promises neither of you needed to say aloud.

When you finally pulled back, your foreheads rested against each other, breaths mingling in the silence.

“I mean it,” you whispered. “You’re the one I want. Always.”

His eye shone with something new—a flicker of hope, trust, and a quiet kind of joy as he murmured, “I’m yours.”

And in that peaceful night, wrapped up in each other, nothing else mattered.

[riwrite]

this ☝️ dog is bisexual

[aeragan]

mydeimos and thigh riding w/ gn! afab reader (no use of breasts)

srry im too lazy to make this an actual fic and like make a header for it but its been on my mind so enjoy it... happy white day i guess. prolly been done before but idk also his trailer came out AS i was writing this so im really fucking hard

mdni | not proofread obvi

cw: thigh riding, manhandling, biting, uh porn no plot

revered mydeimos, such a slave to your whims. even when he's aching and exhausted, when his wounds have barely been dressed, he simply cannot resist you. when he comes home to you, spread out over the bed of your quarters, naked and humping a pillow that must have been a substitute for him, his name falling from your lips over and over, like you were willing him to come home.

he has not realized how long he's been gone. if you were this desperate, then perhaps it had been far too long. despite the pain searing through his body, he cannot leave you alone. he's caught you now, and all you can do is stare back at him, face flushed. but you aren't embarrassed. far from it. you bite your lip and sit up, letting his name slip past your lips once more, far more lewd than before.

mydei has no choice, he is sure of it. with a grunt, he reaches down, hooking his arm around your waist and pulling you closer as he takes a seat on the bed. the action reminds him of his exhaustion, a new wave of pain washing over his body. he hisses between his teeth, but makes no attempt to stop himself.

"did you cum?" he asks, his voice husky and just a tad bit strained, yet carries his usual strength nonetheless.

"no," you respond, shaking your head. you are quick to notice the bulge between his legs, and even quicker to reach for it.

he grabs your wrist, stopping your hand. he tuts, looking down at you. "not now. i must take care of you first." he lets go of your wrist, cupping your cheek instead, tilting your head up and making sure your eyes meet his. "take off my pants for me, hm? help me out, here..."

you obey easily, not wanting to prolong your own pleasure any longer. you understand the condition that mydei is in, and yet, so selfishly, cannot help but take what you want. you hastily, sloppily unbuckle his belt(?), mentally cursing the amount of layers and intricacies his clothes have. once he is free of his belt, you pull down his pants to his greaves, leaving the bottom half of him nearly bare.

"that will be enough," he states simply, both hands moving to your hips, before hoisting you up over his thigh. You barely have time to react as he repositions you, making sure your straddling his thigh.

a shiver runs up your spine once you are seated on his thigh, your sensitive flesh meeting his warm, toned, and scarred muscle. you havent even moved, and yet your own thighs squeeze around mydei's, in search of something more, ever insatiable. he treats you to a lazy grin at this, the feeling of your arousal seeping onto his flesh a pleasant one.

without a word, mydei starts to guide your hips, up his thigh, then down, forcing you to grind at an agonizingly slow pace. you, however, you quite love it. his thigh flexes beneath you every so often, which causes you to moan lowly, leaning into his shoulder. all he does is watch you, gaze heavy-lidded.

it does not take too long for you to grind on your own, his hands loosening around your hips, thigh bouncing ever so slightly with each pass. his eyes rake over your body with fervent hunger, yet he does not make a move to relieve himself, despite the tent in his boxers. no, all he does is watch you, grunting with each pass, thumb now stroking the plush of your thigh.

for a moment he thinks to sink his fingers into the flesh, mark you, even if it is just with the claws of his gauntlet. no, he thinks after, he'd save such a mark when he wasn't so exhausted, when he could take you in full. for now, a shuddering sigh escapes his lungs, eyes close with content for just a moment.

an obscene amount of slick has left you, making it easier to glide over his thigh. little moans escape you as you reach the brink, your long passes turning into desperate little ruts, short and hasty, chasing after that spark. your body feels oh so hot, perhaps it was mydei's constant body heat seeping through, creeping into your skin, or the near suffocating satisfaction of getting off on his thigh.

he notices. the way your thighs tense, your fingers dig into his shoulders, like you were trying to anchor yourself. your stomach flutters as you breathe, and he leans in finally, licking a stripe up your throat, to your jaw. you are sweating, only a little. he does not mind. if anything, it makes him quite happy. as your moans become insistent and loud, he opens his mouth and—

your mind goes blank, hazy, your head feels all too heavy as you roll it back, a drawn-out moan tears from your throat. your hips jerk with every wave as your release gushes onto his thigh, mingling with your slick. a warm, sharp sting, goes straight to your head, only serving to make you dizzy.

you must have been smiling. you always do with mydei, a sleazy, almost dazed, smile, one he steals from you, placing his lips on yours once he's certain his mark has been left on you. you can't help but moan into the kiss, pussy sensitive and achey, his hand now on the small of your back, pushing you closer, as if you weren't close enough. he swallows all the little moans you make, returning them with a grunt and groan, either from just how pent-up he was, or the ache of his injuries.

he could care less if this were to impede his recovery. you come first. you will always come first. he could rejuvenate quickly, even if he were to waste his vigor on such salacious acts. there was no killing him out of exhaustion, and as such, there was no killing his desire for you.

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[ushouldwatchhaikyuu]

hawo! i saw ur post about the xreader thing and uh… i go by she/her, im a stem girlie if that helps, i like arts and volleyball, i used to game a lot but im trying to lessen it cuz its becoming a bad habit, i like reading and music too, and i bake/cook when im not feeling lazy or am particularly stressed about something, and i guess im pretty quiet? like, i come off as intimidating to a lot of people but im literally just generally anxious 😭 i get hyperfixated on random stuff and get distracted easily + find studying very very super hard and boring but am in honors somehow. i care a lot about my family but i have trouble forming connections outside of childhood friends and stuff, thats the gist of me. i would love headcanons with kageyama or kenma! (maybe both if ure generous? or sugawara or tsukki work too idk choosing a haikyuu fave is impossible)

Kageyama & Kenma x F!reader

warnings: none!

girl u are very relatable (anxious, easily distracted, hiperfixated, arts & stem people rise up) and im also very much a kageyama kinda guy lets be friends LMFAO /hj

gif credit: kenma & kageyama ; dividers credit

Kageyama Tobio:

oh my guy is also very much someone who gets very hyperfixated on stuff, chances are once u become close enough, both of you would start rambling/infodumping onto each other and would accidentally get into whatever the other one is hyperfixated on lmfao. like one day you'd come up to him and just ramble for 15 mins about some historical event and next day he would call you at 2am and go "GIRL THATS NOT EVEN THE FULL STORY GUESS WHAT I LEARNT ABOUT THAT" and viceversa.

since both of you are on the quieter side, chances are you might not speak every single day, but whenever you do speak, you could spend hours doing nothing but that. he's a very pleasant person to have long talks with and he would always be super interested in whatever you talk to him about

he's dumb as bricks when it comes to school stuff and struggles to study as much as you– but since you get good grades, he would come to you for help. which would lead to VERY chaotic but thoroughly enjoyable studying sessions lol.

he would always be so eager to play volleyball with you, regardless of how good you are. if you're on a lower level than him, he would tease you about it but also be very patient and explain everything to you a thousand times if need be (in his own way of course, which would probably include at least a few insults each time, but it's all in good nature)

he would very much enjoy just watching you draw/paint in silence or while listening to music. he finds it fascinating & very calming

he would go ABSOLUTELY WILD if you ever paint/draw a portrait of him. im talking like "weak to the knees, teary eyes & needs at least 1-5 business days to process it" type of emotional

Kozume Kenma:

oh girl he would be TERRIBLE for your gaming addiction lmfao

however!! if you are motivated enough to get better with that, you would probably try to get him to form healthier habits too and he would resist, but ultimately try to listen to you.

you would both probably spend hours straight just enjoying each other's company, not really talking that much, just doing your own thing (him gaming & you painting/reading etc)

he would be so shy whenever he includes you in streams and people say you two look cute together

whenever he's tired but still wants to spend time with you, he would love laying down with his head on your lap while you read for him and play with his hair

his way of showing affection would be to ask you to play his new fav videogame with him, or join him in streams, or send you playlists with music he thinks you would like

he would also play songs you like on the background of his treams and get fricking demonetized all the time because of it, but he still does it

he also tries to comission you to make his pfps/headers and pics for streams (he would get so shy and happy when you say that yes, boyfriend privileges include free drawings, indeed)

[bloodacre]

.. also im too lazy to delete posts and clean up for the solo so yall are gonna have to deal with the old shit. gonna change a few things that im gonna list for my sake-

icon / header revamp

make a pinned

add a theme

new rules and about page bc the carrd is broken

new icon border bc i can do better

find a new psd maybe

new promo

[loverdeluxe]

new theme who dis

header made by the super TALENTED @hygtgs thank you so much!

[minyoongislaysme]

*slutdrops for vampire yoongi*

[chrisbangs]

new theme (sorta) 💀 how are we feeling

[uwulix]

,

[dinosaurtsukki]

[ malt whiskey on ice ] 

pairing: chuuya nakahara x gn!reader (there’s an error in the header but i’m too lazy to edit it now i’m sorry)

word count: 2k words

@ah-kaashi​: dinooo im having chuuya brainrot hours right now ಥ⌣ಥ can i request a short fic of chuuya meeting bartender!reader at a bar and eventually starts pining for them? and he only goes to the bar to see them (ahh my heart) he probably would confess to the reader whilst drunk, thanks to his low alcohol tolerance :"

summary: chuuya has a crush on the cute bartender and tries to ask her out. unfortunately, drinking alcohol calms his nerves way too much

a/n: i’m--- i’ll just have a really long list of works under ‘chuuya nakahara’ at this point. also ahhh i hope you like this kei and sorry it took too long but i had so much fun writin this !!

“chuuya-san!”

chuuya could never get tired of hearing your bright, cheery voice greeting him as soon as he entered the bar, especially after a long and hard day. he smiles at you, fold his coat and leaves it on the counter beside him along with his hat.

“a good evening to you too, y/n,” he says.

“having your usual?” you asked, already getting out a glass.

“yes please.” 

chuuya knows it’s rude to stare, but he can’t help but do so as you prepare his drink. the fact that your humming easily puts a smile on his face reminds chuuya how much he has fallen for you.

“here you go,” you serve his drink up with a warm smile. “malt whiskey with ice.”

“expect some refills as usual later in the night,” chuuya joked.

“as long as i get to make sure you’re still able to drive home,” you chuckled. the bar was less than half-full tonight, something that chuuya was very much thankful for. you were an amazing bartender and you always interacted with your customers. chuuya was even amazed at how you could hold a conversation with anyone and remember all the stories that people would tell you.

but sometimes, he kind of wanted you all to himself. 

chuuya had been mulling that thought over for quite a long time: asking you out on an actual date instead of coming here every single night and looking at you longingly from across the counter. he did think he had a bit of a chance and you looked like you genuinely enjoyed talking to him and seeing him. but you were like that with everybody too.

“so, what’s been going on with you lately? finally finish that mission you’ve been stressing out on?” you asked while drying glasses behind the counter. chuuya smiled, dragging a gloved finger through the rim of his glass.

“well, if you’d really like to know...”

...

“you look like you’ve seen better days.” 

“huh?” chuuya blinked out of his thoughts to see the new bartender regarding him with a concerned expression. 

“you’ve been staring at your drink for the past... ten minutes...give or take,” you explained. “people do tend to stare at their drinks quite a bit but when it hits ten minutes that’s kind of raises an alarm for me,” you chuckled. “the ice even melted in your drink. want me to fix you a fresh one?” 

“ah, no. but thanks for the offer though,” chuuya smiled. “shame to waste good alcohol.”

“i hear you,” you shrugged with a smile. “so, wanna tell me what’s been going on?” you asked. “bartenders do make good listeners.”

chuuya raised an eyebrow up at you as he thought about what you said. “um, it’s kind of a long story and i don’t think i’m ready to get into it now,” he confessed.

“that’s fair,” you nodded your head. chuuya was grateful to you for giving him some space. actually, now that he thought about it, he was grateful to you for always greeting him with a smile and asking how he was, even when he came in with the sourest of moods. he knew it wasn’t easy to be a bartender, especially one whose clients were from the mafia.

“how about you though?” chuuya asked. “um, anything special happen to you recently?”

you looked genuinely surprised at the question which made chuuya think that people never really asked about you. “you know, no one’s ever really asked me that,” you chuckled. “but... it’s nice. thanks, nakahara-san.”

chuuya doesn’t know why, but his stomach was practically doing backflips when you said that. have you always looked this cute when you laughed? how come chuuya never noticed that?

“please,” he says. “you can call me chuuya.”

...

“you never chicken out of anything. come on, you can do this,” chuuya grits his teeth, remembering not to accidentally crush the bouquet in his hands. right after finishing his mission early, he headed to the nearest flower shop to buy some flowers for you. as much as he wanted to give you red roses, he thought it would be a bit too much and didn’t want to accidentally scare you. instead, he settled on some pink peonies that he dearly hoped you would like.

chuuya decided on going to the bar before your shift just to give himself some time to relax. except, when he sits down on the counter, the bartender, an old man who chuuya knows very well, eyes the bouquet in his hands and flashes chuuya a knowing smile.

“do you think they’ll say yes?” chuuya asks, very aware at how nervous he sounds.

“i think it’ll be very interesting,” the bartender says. chuuya groans at how ambiguous that sounds.

“can i have my regular? please?” he asks. the bartender raises an eyebrow at him. “it’s just for the nerves,” chuuya reasons.

he was right in thinking that the alcohol would help with his nerves. except, it works a bit too much.

...

you always give your reflection a once-over before leaving for your shift at the bartender. the bartender’s uniform isn’t exactly your nicest outfit but you try your best to spruce things up by putting on some lip tint and brushing your hair. you’re not even sure if chuuya will be coming in, he is a busy man, but you apply your lip tint carefully in the mirror and wish for luck.

when you finally leave the employee’s changing room to start your shift, your heart jumps up in your chest when you recognize the familiar hat. except, when you come closer, you find that chuuya is slumped over the counter with an empty glass and a bouquet of flowers at his side.

the sight of the flowers brings a lump in your throat but you push that aside momentarily as you tap on chuuya’s shoulder to check on him.

“chuuya-san?”

“hrrrmmm,” he groans but doesn’t move an inch. you tap him on the shoulder again and call out his name, much louder this time, until chuuya finally raises his head. 

his cheeks are flushed pink, no doubt from the alcohol, and his eyes clearly look as if he’s straining to focus as he squints at you. it’s unbelievably cute and you let out a chuckle. 

“it’s not like you to get wasted on a thursday evening,” you smile before your gaze lands on the bouquet of flowers again. “i... see you were planning to ask someone out.”

“huh? yeah,” chuuya drawls, nodding his head slowly. “s’pposed to ask this person out... was waiting for them.”

“and then you ended up drinking too much,” you sigh. “i mean, i keep telling you your alcohol tolerance isn’t that great.”

“wanted to be less nervous,” chuuya whines slightly as his head drops back again. you reach your hand out to hold him back from pitching forward and slamming his face onto the table.

“oh my god, let’s get you sobered up at least before you meet them,” you sigh. it was a thursday night and no one else was at the bar. it probably wouldn’t hurt to step out for a while, wouldn’t it?

you’re practically dragging chuuya behind you to the employee’s room and sitting him on the couch you have there. except, once he sits down he immediately flops on the couch and curls up on his side. you’ve rarely seen the mafia executive look as vulnerable as this with his hat barely even on his head, his red locks framing his sleeping face, and his curled hands under his cheek. chuuya looks just like a little kid and you smile to yourself as you brush a lock of hair out of his face.

you already knew he was a mafia executive when you first met him here, at the bar, and was understandably quite scared of him at first. ‘he’s just a paying customer, like everyone else,’ you reminded yourself before putting on a winning smile to serve him. 

little did you know, you were going to absolutely fall for him. chuuya was always kind and courteous, even tipping more than generously whenever he came in. but what struck you about him was that no matter what, even if he was having the worst of days, he would always ask how you are. as a bartender, you were used to being the one listening instead of being listened to. the fact that chuuya always asked about you and even remembered your ramblings made you smile.

part of you wondered if you had a chance with someone like chuuya. ‘but i guess not,’ you thought sadly, gently laying the bouquet of flowers on the side table. as soon as you did, chuuya shot up from the couch.

“ch-chuuya-san!” you yelped slightly in surprise. 

“flowers... where are they?” he slurred, blinking around at his surroundings.

“here,” you smiled, placing the bouquet on his lap. “that person’s lucky, you know? to receive flowers from you.” 

“yeah...” chuuya smiled. “y/n sure is.” and before you could fully process what he said, chuuya flopped back down on the couch.

“wait, what?” you squeaked. you turned to chuuya and shook him awake. “did you just say y/n?”

“yeah... you know them? works here, always smiley, looks hella cute,” chuuya chuckled before looking at you with the tiniest pout on his lips. “do you think they’d go out with me?” 

you’re astounded and let out a small laugh. “i... i think they would chuuya. just ask them, alright?” 

“alright,”  chuuya nods and yawns before curling up on the couch again. you, on the other hand, are beside yourself with giddiness and it’s taking you all of your self-control not to wake him up. instead, you leave a glass of water and some headache medicine that you keep in your bag and return to your shift.

...

chuuya wakes up a few hours later with one of the worst headaches he’s ever had and his mouth feeling like sandpaper. also, he has no idea where he is. 

he sits up, blinking at his surroundings as he struggles to remember what happened before he practically blacked out. ‘i was in the bar. i got a drink, and then...’  

chuuya’s gaze lands on you, curled up on a nearby chair with your jacket draped across your torso and suddenly he remembers what exactly he was doing at the bar in the first place. “shit, shit, shit,” chuuya curses and sits up. he actually got blackout drunk before even getting the chance to talk to you and now you had to take care of him. chuuya hated to admit that his alcohol tolerance was low and now it seems he’s suffering the consequences for it.

his luck takes a turn for the worst when the noise stirs you awake.

“chuuya-san? you’re awake,” you yawn sleepily.

“fuck, i... blacked out, didn’t i? y/n, i’m so sorry it must have been so troubling for you,” chuuya immediately apologizes.

“it’s alright--” 

“like, i came in before your shift and i thought drinking would settle my nerves a bit before asking you out and--” chuuya abruptly stops when he realizes what he accidentally blurted out loud. the look on your face says it all though.

“i... “ he starts and stops again. then, he realizes that the flowers he bought are still on the table. so, he picks it up and hands them to you. “i, i really like you, y/n. if you don’t hate me after all this, would you consider going out with me?” 

there’s a smile on your face when you take the flowers for him and chuuya takes it as a good sign. and then you say, “you know, you said a lot of things while you were drunk.” 

chuuya feels his face flush and lets out a groan. “oh god, like what?” 

“we can talk about it if you like,” you shrug. “i’m... i’m free on saturdays, after my five pm shift.” 

chuuya feels his heart leap in his chest and says “i’m free this saturday too,” a bit too enthusiastically, earning another laugh from you. he’s still feeling that euphoria when you stand up and plant a kiss on his cheek.

“also, you’re really cute when you’re drunk.” 

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taglist (check out my post for details on being part of my taglist): @waitforitillwritemywayout @atsumusdomain​​ @laure-chan @goodfoodxoxoxo ​ @guardianangelswings @ah-kaashi @amberalisa​ @whootwhoot​ @liz-multifandom-hotel​​ @kac-chowsballs​​ @violentfarewll

[husbandhoshi]

this is my main im too lazy to sign hyucks-rose every time LMAO

did see the "husbandhoshi followed you!" and screamed bc //??>?? hello. im so cool i promise

i love making blog themes!! i have.... sm sideblogs on this acc and my sfw one bc i just be making themes and carrds for fun

urs is so cute too!!! i love the kpop idol w aesthetic header thing we have going.. our brains.. pretty img with pretty man or woman? could not go wrong.

i've been writing like.. in general. since i was 8 but obviously... sfw yk LOL. i had my friend proofread it and was just like 🧍‍♀️so.

and PLSSS thank u for reading and liking it.. hyuck also has a chokehold on me like he breathes and im like . what can i do for you king.

i have not gotten through ur masterlist. but i will. and it will come with plenty of screaming

hi! and no worries!

PLEASEEEEEE i am NOT cool don't even hype me up like that 😭 so happy to make a new mutual tho and i can't wait to get to know u better!!!

and hehe thank u for liking my theme!! i don't really have the time/energy that i'd like for designing it so i literally just find a pic from my pinterest that i like and make it my header LOL but u are so right!!! honestly i love the aesthetic header look too!

AH talented legend!! i'm surprised it was ur first nsfw piece bc it flowed so well :) and i rarely have ppl beta read my nsfw pieces for that exact reason HAHA and bro don't even get me started on haechan i have been so down awful over the past week and FOR WHAT. for what.

[ybcpatrick]

i was by @nerdangels thank u amanda i am holding ur hand rn <3333

1- why did you choose your url?

he's my boy. my fucking lad. my DUDE. my little guy. he is me and i am him. i was blessed by the whoevers to have snagged this url

2- any side blogs?

TOO MANY, BRO. i have a wrestling blog, a supernatural blog, a muppets blog, a poetry blog, a nostalgia blog, and an archive for the post!ybc au (which isn't dead, i promise, im so sorry to all the anons in my inbox i love you im just so tired all the ike akskajdskjf)

3- how long have you been on tumblr?

that april fools joke blog from a couple years ago says i joined on february 22nd, 2014. but, i did have another account before this one, so i'll just loosely say mid-2013 for that one

4- do you have a queue tag?

i've tried keeping a queue soooo many times but honestly i am just like. not the sort of person to use one lol. if i'm online you'll know it, if i'm not i'm not

5- why did you start your blog in the first place?

because i needed somewhere to get all the danny phantom stuff out of my system

6- why did you choose your icon/pfp?

bc he's ybcpatrick. i am Also ybcpatrick.

7- why did you choose your header?

oh it's still my halloween theme lmao, haven't had time to make a new one. my headers are just chosen to match my themes, i loooove makin pretty themes

8- what's your post with the most notes?

that GODDAMNED green day post. im too lazy to grab it rn but it's got over 100k notes. if u follow me u have seen it

9- how many mutuals do you have?

y'all are keeping track? ajdjejfjwuri i have lots of friends on here but idk how many

10- how many followers do you have?

1239 at the moment

11- how many people do you follow?

354!

12- have you ever made a shitpost?

babygirl that's all i do that's all i'm here for

13- how often do you use tumblr each day?

i will close tumblr and then by muscle memory i will open it again immediately. hotel california

14- did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

never with an actual person, but anons try to start shit with me REGULARLY. back in the day, some anon tried to accuse me of pretending to be canadian because i made one (1) post about liking the tragically hip. like HELLO?

15- how do you feel about “you need to reblog this” posts?

don't guilt people into reblogging shit; furthermore, even if it is important, tacking a "yOu NeEd To" onto your reblog is a surefire way to get everyone else to ignore it out of spite lmfao

16- do you like tag games?

YEAHHH i love them so muuuuch please tag me in anything and everything i don't care if we're mutuals i don't care if it doesn't seem applicable to me please. tag. me. anyways.

17- do you like ask games?

ALSO YEAHHH but i'm terrible at remembering that i reblogged one, so then i'll get distracted and forget to answer them in a timely fashion ajskajdwkndme

18- which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

bro i don't KNOW. possibly some of the fic authors? or some of my bandom mutuals? one of my mutuals (who doesn't have many interests in common with me so idk why she's still here but i think she's super fuckin cool) is probably "tumblr famous" bc like. all her posts get notes?

i think tumblr is great just bc you have NO IDEA who's "famous" and who's not. like, unless ur mutuals with fuckin setheverman or pukicho, it's just a mystery

19- do you have a crush on a mutual?

........i liked her long before we were mutuals and i'll say nothing fucking else thanks

tagging: @sleeping-dead-dying-sleep @greatesthitz @residentjoth @lunathemacron @softnsquishable @ibidflash and litchrally anyone else who wants to!!

[bluewinnerangel]

Ooohhhh hi @justalarryblog @lovingstheantidote @skepticalarrie @ialwaysknewyouwerepunk @laurelier (I feel like I've just been tagged by 1D themselves [but then who is who] this lil group of bloggyfriends is AWESOME) thank you for tagging me! <3

answer 10 questions and tag people you’d like to get to know better:

1. relationship status: we're getting close to 10 years together, a relationship as old as WMYB, jeeeeeezzz

2. favorite colors: PURPLE to blue (pretty much the color range on that meme coming up / my header gradient thingy)

3. three favorite foods: 1) anything cheesy (even if it's not cheese someone's trying not to eat dairy over here but just has them ~cheesy aspects~ to it. 2) a good and I mean GOOD strawberry or raspberry. 3) does a drink count? because I'm addicted to tonic / bitter lemon.

4. song stuck in my head: MCR's Teenagers because @larrysballetslippers and I were just talking about how teenagers scare the living shit out of us. But this past 2 weeks or so it's been predominantly Paul Simon's Graceland and I hope you'll find out why soon because that monster of a draft really needs to stop eating at my brain ~omg teasers for shit nobody asked for~

5. last thing i googled:

OK @laurelier I'm working from your post copypasted and I just have to leave your bit in because you'll see: "HAHHAHAHAHAA let’s have a list shall we. in one of my tabs the last 5 things i googled are literally: “i can’t believe stay there forever” “i cant believe that first time state ive been” “i cant believe that first kiss song” “what is i cant believe stay in heaven song” and……….. we finally got there “heaven bryan adams lyrics” because my dumbasaboxofrocks ass was trying SO hard to figure out what harry was saying in that unseen and i can’t lip read worth a shit sksjdjjfjfj"

It's not the last thing I googled but I went to the timepoint when that unseen came out and (this is in reverse chonological order and yes im too lazy to remove the hyperlinks): Searched for MONICA THAT FIRST NIGHT Searched for Eric Clapton Lyrics "Tears In Heaven" Searched for find song with lyrics Searched for Julia Michaels - Heaven Searched for song heaven Searched for dong heaven Searched for bryan adams heaven Searched for bryan adams heaven mp3 download Searched for bryan adams heaven Searched for i still cant believe that first in heaven Searched for imagine dragons believer Searched for that first ill say Searched for search lyrics Searched for can't believe that first lyrics Searched for cant believe that first time lyrics Searched for i still cant believe that first kiss lyrics Searched for i still cant believe that first kiss Searched for "believe that first kiss" Searched for i cant believe that first kiss Searched for i cant believe that first lyrics phil collins Searched for i cant believe that first lyrics Searched for i cant believe that after lyrics Searched for i cant believe that after all these years lyrics DID I EXPECT TO FIND IT IF I JUST SEARCHED THE SAME THING OVER AND OVER AGAIN??? also "dong heaven" asldkajslal

6. time: time to stop ignoring mentions

7. dream trip: middle of nowhere, no people but the ones I brought with me, nice nature, nature sounds, nature smells, comfy everything, but also still great internet, loads of boardgames and they're all really good but not to hard to understand and infinite amounts of cold good drinks and very cute cats everywhere, maybe some other animals too, maybe like a random deer that just chills and comes to check out who is winning, accidentally knocks over the virgin mojito but it's fine because he did it away from the boardgame anyway and then whoever is playing with me is like "ah thats alright ill make you a new one" and goes and then 5 kitties come and just jump on my lap while the deer is like licking one of their faces and I just wanna be Snow White but still get that notif when Louis tweets you know.

8. anything i really want: ~energy~

Ok there's different 9 and 10's on your posts so imma answer them both:

9. a favorite song at the moment:

10. personal catchphrase/trademark mannerism if u have one: @laurelier your "christ on a cracker" asdlkjaskldj I say "we're (not) crackalackin" more than you think would be applicable because it's usually literally about whether we have crackers at home or not.

And then the other leg:

9. pick ONE Harry song: ARE YOU INSANE. euh. I probably have listened to Sunflower vol 6 the most?

10. pick ONE Louis song: .....Perfect Now. Yap. Two cute lil cuties for songs bubye.

I'm late with this and think everyones already tagged soooo Im just gonna tag @larentsaloud only because I know your ass isn't on tumblr enough and I'm trying to drag you back on here <3

[taiyakiiwrites]

If your requests are still open, can I have a matchup please (preferably with a male). I’m a Pisces and my personality type is INTP and I’m a lawful neutral. Im an ambivert. I have straight black hair and brown eyes and beige skin and 5”4. I have dark circulars around my eyes so I always look tired lol. I sorta look like Kusco from Emperors New Groove.

Personality wise I would say I’m a kind person who likes to joke around with my friends. I’m sarcastic and like to pull pranks/trick my friends occasionally but its always lighthearted and never mean, I don’t like hurting peoples feelings on purpose. I try to help people (mostly my friends) when I can. I nosy and I like eavesdropping into conversations and listening to drama. I worry quite a bit about life in general and contemplate the future a lot in my head but I never usually tell people any of my concerns since I sorta fear what they’ll say. I’m standoffish with assholes and sometimes mess with them behind their backs if they deserve it. I can be envious of people and annoying and clingy at times too but I try not to be. In friend groups I tend to be the least loyal friend so I occasionally feel insecure and upset.

School wise I’m a slacker but I’m still able to get good/decent grades. I procrastinate a lot due to laziness. My favourite subjects are history and geography and my least favourites are English, maths and PE. My handwriting is really messy and sometimes even I can’t read it.

My hobbies include watching Netflix/YouTube, listening to Marina (obsessed with her songs) drawing, writing and origami. I like taking Uquizzes and talking to my friends too. My favourite movie genres are mystery and comedy’s. I like baking but I’m really bad at it. I also like trying new things but I get annoyed when I’m not instantly good at it lol.

My dislikes are homework, waking up early and being told what to do. I also get annoyed when I have to clean and I hate extreme weather like heavy rain and heatwaves too.

If requests are closed please ignore this, if not thank you!

i match you up with… DENKI KAMINARI

notes: one thing i want to say is that i absolutely adore how you described yourself as kusco—anyways, hope you enjoy who i picked out! (also im actually loving the edit i did for the kaminari header—sorry just had to give myself that pat on the back)

⇉ requests are open!! || main masterlist || rules

definition of “prepare for trouble and make it double”

you guys are going to wreak havoc

and i am ready with the popcorn

lawful neutral x chaotic neutral: a very interesting combo

i’m getting (potentially childhood?) friends to lovers or you two met on the first day of school and just instantly hit it off

you two don’t like to do schoolwork, but seeing you get hella good grades without trying rlly just get’s kaminari all “excuse me tf 😀” and that’s how he decided that he needed to Get Good™️ because 1: to impress you and 2: he wouldn’t be able to keep up with you otherwise

even when you two start out as friends, it is basically impossible for someone to tear one away from the other

the bakusquad had gave up trying at this point

and you both mutually pined for each other, kaminari being extremely obvious, so no matter what amount of time it took for you two to get together, it was far too long

things they love about you

he 100% vibes with your more artsy side—the times you create and let your imagination flow. kaminari has good ideas, he just can’t flesh them out. you, on the other hand, can. and he loves that. sometimes, talking to you on end about story or illustration ideas and watching you create is all he needs to recover from a bad day

every single time he sees you stand up for yourself, him, or anyone, he just falls more in love with you. he only has moments where he doesn’t run away and you? you do it so easily. it’s more than admirable in his eyes

you’re fun! with you in his life, there’s never a dull moment. you guys set up elaborate pranks for your friends, go hunting for rumors and gossip and report to mina with your findings, and when you two are in a room together, you make the ultimate comedic duo. kaminari could wish for nothing less in a partner!

kaminari loves your hair. i mean, he is obsessed with it. don’t ask me why because i don’t really know

also i just need to say this again but you said you looked like kusco and i love that you chose that wording omg—

if kaminari heard you say that, he would lose it (in a good way, i promise)

relationship headcanons

you guys try to study together whenever you can as to not entirely fail

emphasis on try

whether you successfully study or you don’t, the sessions always end in you and him watching netflix in the comfort on his dorm room

he’s always trying to find new movies for you—almost every day he sends you a link to either one during school with an ironic “saw this and thought of you 😳🤪😍” and will then proceed to beg you not to watch it without him

the day kaminari isn’t by your side to ease your worries is the day he is dead—somehow he knows exactly what to say every single time you get too worked up about something, especially your insecurity of being disloyal. and i am going to talk about this in a seperate bullet because i find this very important:

kaminari has had trouble with people trusting him in the past as well. it was mostly because people saw him as dumb and unreliable. he believes that with even whatever faults you believe you have, you also have that “good” inside of you and if you left him, it was for a good reason. he puts his whole trust in you, even if you don’t

a good 60-70% of your dates include movie nights, video games, and trying desperately to bake something edible while avoiding bakugou’s judgmental glare from the common room’s couch

MARINA 👏 KA 👏 RA 👏 O 👏KE

JUST YOU TWO JAMMING OUT IN YOUR DORM WITH HAIRBRUSH MICROPHONES AND MARINA BLASING

you both have similar struggles but seeing each other dealing with it puts things into perspective. y’know the saying “take your own advice”? with each other, you’re able to do that and ultimately grow as both individuals and two halfs of a whole <333

songs that remind me of you two

sunkissed by khai dreams

share your address by ben platt

favorite poison by fuller

we fell in love in october by girl in red

beachboy by mccafferty

[baldwinpdf-archive]

tagged by @bowiepop to make this. tysm ♡

WHY DID YOU CHOOSE YOUR URL?: hmmm current vincent price obsession.

ANY SIDEBLOGS? IF SO, NAME THEM AND WHY YOU HAVE THEM?: I have an ugly behavior of creating sideblogs after i have a new interest and i honestly never use them. my only active sideblog is @sapphoandaristotle bc im a lesbian and i love my people and our history so i just made it to archive some lgbt related posts!

HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN ON TUMBLR?: since 2011. But i only became active in 2014/2015 i believe.

DO YOU HAVE A QUEUE TAG?: no and honestly dont see the point of it.

WHY DID YOU START YOUR BLOG IN THE FIRST PLACE?: i had an online friend i met via orkut (it was the brazilian myspace at the time lmao) and she stopped using the site and came to tumblr so i created an acc in 2011 but didnt use it bc i didnt knew how lmao. then in 2014 or so i started using it as a glee blog bc they used to post spoilers on twitter lmao

WHY DID YOU CHOOSE YOUR ICON/PFP?: ...current vincent price obsession. i actually wanted to put this pic into a shirt and had it saved on a pinterest board for awhile and since i wanted to rebrand my page after i came back......

WHY DID YOU CHOOSE YOUR HEADER?: was looking up the movie slap shot to watch for free online and came across this paul newman interview in which his looks made me loose my mind so i took 57 screenshots of it! and since i was bored with my old header i decided to make use of the screenshots! i actually dont like how it looks but im too lazy to search for something else!

WHAT'S YOUR POST WITH THE MOST NOTES?: I feel like it's either the dolly parton wearing a cowboy outfit one or one of the ONE inc screenshots. im not rly sure tho i havent rly looked at the notes of these in a long time!

HOW MANY MUTUALS DO YOU HAVE?: idk 😐

HOW MANY FOLLOWERS DO YOU HAVE?: 1.058

HOW MANY PEOPLE DO YOU FOLLOW?: 386

HAVE YOU EVER MADE A SHITPOST?: im not sure what a shitpost is but im gonna say yes!

HOW OFTEN DO YOU USE TUMBLR EACH DAY?: it depends on the day tbh. today i was here basically all day long but there are days i dont even open the app. I feel like most days i must spend at least 4 hours here on total! not straight up tho!

DID YOU EVER HAVE A FIGHT/ARGUMENT EITH ANOTHER BLOG ONCE? WHO WON?; yes. i dont think anyone won, i made fun of the other person bc they tried to "call me out" on my queercoded villain quizup, i called them either king or queen in an ironic gay way and they got upset cuz i misgendered them. I apologized, they called me a transphobe and went off on their blog about it. I felt bad and shut the convo off.......memories.....

HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT "YOU NEED TO REBLOG THIS" POSTS?: i hate it???? is there any other way you are supposed to feel towards it???

DO YOU LIKE TAG GAMES?: love them!

DO YOU LIKE ASK GAMES?: it depends. some are repetitive but its the only way i can bait yall into sending me asks 💕 i love sending them tho, answering them sometimes gets overwhelming!

WHICH OF YOUR MUTUALS DO YOU THINK IS TUMBLR FAMOUS?: idk maybe @lakevida bc 67% viral posts i see on my dash were made by them jfmsjsncjdms

DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON A MUTUAL?: no 💕

i'm tagging: @gaypkins @johnsonshildy @rothko and @1000knives ♡

[troybarnesbucky]

tagged by @sabitchhh :)

Why did you choose your url?

troy barnes (community) and bucky barnes (mcu) are two of my fave fictional characters who happen to share the same last name!

Any side-blogs? If you have them, name them and why you have them

i do but I will not elaborate because I dont use it anymore and its a cringy fandom. the account was weirdly popular and I hate it lol.

How long have you been on tumblr?

on and off since like 2012-13, but ive had this account since 2018 or 19, I dont remember. 

Do you have a queue tag?

nope, too lazy to start one and dont care enough to.

Why did you start your blog in the first place?

I was lonely, didnt have any friends and needed a vacuum to scream into about my dumb fandom things. 

Why did you choose your icon?

donald glover is hot... next question.

Why did you choose your header?

was too lazy to make a cool one and I found this edit that went well with my theme so.

What’s your post with the most notes?

nothing fun lol its my post about sarah halimi and how antisemitism is ignored by everyone. 

How many people do you follow?

303 but I'm constantly unfollowing and it seriously went down after the increase in antisemitism on here. also most of them are inactive anyways. 

Have you ever made a shitpost?

I don't know what counts as a shitpost but probably?? I would say I used to on my side blog but I mostly reblog or vent on here. 

How often do you use tumblr?

sometimes I'll go a day or two without checking, but I deleted insta and tik tok on my phone so I've been on tumblr a lot more. 

Did you have a fight/argument with a blog once? Who won?

actually yeah I have but it was awhile ago, it was about antisemitism and I reckon I lost because I essentially left the fandom because of it. 

How do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this post’?

fucking annoying, a symptom of this performative activist mentality that has been so pervasive online in the last few years and I hate it. 

Do you like tag games?

yeah I love talking about myself im a jewish virgo, but I always feel so embarrassed when I do them and tag other people bc I feel like im bothering them :/ if I ever tag you and you dont wanna be tagged anymore pls lmk !

Which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

a few ! but also I had a lot more mutuals that I unfollowed bc antisemitism that were pretty popular accounts. 

Do you have a crush on a mutual?

I haven't had a crush since 2013 lmao but lowkey yes, on a few <3

Last song you listened to?

45 by bleachers ! psyched for his new albummmm.

What’s your phone background/lockscreen?

a collage my friend made me that matches my phone case, it’s cute but a bit cringy and I'm never getting rid of it. 

tagging @pointeful @smores100 @labelma @kosher-catboy @officialhannahmontana @malka-nediva @moodyyehudi @afterafternoons  @gfbucky and of course anyone who sees this and likes talking about themself as much as I do lmao