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I’m sorry, who is this?

~In which your childhood best friend, Isagi Yoichi, uses his saved up goal points to buy a phone at blue lock so he can keep in touch with you while he’s gone-

Warnings: Not adherent to canon timeline at ALL. Set back in team Z days. This is purely for funsies as I have not read the manga and am only up to ep 18 of the anime. Fluff, use of curse words, mutual pining, multiple pairings, slightly suggestive themes if you squint.

proofread kind of (it’s 2:30 am and i don’t wanna wait to post this)

It was in the wee hours of a Saturday morning, drifting off amidst the lull of a nature documentary, that you received an oddly familiar message from an unknown number. 10 Digits of mystery floated at the top of your phone screen for a moment, before sliding up into your notification history. Bloodshot eyes strained to read the numbers, trying to make sense of the arrangement before you promptly gave up to acknowledge the message attached.

(Unknown):

U up?

A frown settles over your features. Did someone get a digit wrong in their haste to make a booty call? It certainly seemed to be the case.

(_______):

I think you have the wrong number.

Three dots pop up at the bottom of the screen as you stare blankly, eyes closing in a slow blink.

(Unknown):

wait.

this isn’t _______?

Once droopy eyes laced with sleep snap open to full attention. Who on earth had your number?

(_______):

no YOU wait.

just who tf is this???

(Unknown):

I asked you first.

(______):

idgaf you’re the one who texted ME.

YOU introduce yourself FIRST mf.

(unknown):

It’s Isagi? Isagi Yoichi??

(_______):

WHY ARE YOU SAYING THAT LIKE ITS OBVIOUS

hOW ARE YOH EVEN AVLE TO TEXT ME ANYEAYS?

i thought you weren’t able to have phones??

(Unknown):

You can trade goal points for privileges

like phones

to text people with

You scan the message, the baritone of isagi’s voice rattling around in your skull as you stare through narrowed lids. You can hear the shit eating grin on his face, expression so palpable in your minds eye that you could practically reach out and squeeze his cheeks between your thumb and forefinger. Isagi had always been sassy, you are aware of this, however his tone is almost smug - cocky, even.

Whatever. You can fix that.

(_______):

alright

go text someone then

i’m going to bed.

(Unknown):

WAIT

______ please

talk to me

(_______):

how are you so sure you’re speaking to this _____ person, hm??

(Unknown):

you wouldn’t be responding to me otherwise

besides i know how you text

i got it locked in

(_______):

yea right okay

come to think of it

(Unknown):

?

(_______):

this is a new phone right?

(Unknown):

yea

completely new

only one contact allowed

i gotta win more to get more slots

(________):

so

you just

have my phone number memorized?

(Unknown):

…

yes

(______):

AWWWWWWW

yoichi!!!

are you embarrassed???

You watch as the three dots at the bottom of the chat bubble up, only to disappear and then reappear with a simple;

(yoichi):

maybe.

(______):

NOOOOOOOO

it’s cute that you have it memorized

AND i’m the only contact you have? i’m so flattered, Ichi.

Isagi let’s out a heaving sigh as he throws his arm across his eyes. It really was between you and his mom, but he doesn’t want his mom bombarding him with questions. Not to mention she probably isn’t awake at this hour either.

Ichi. You used to call him that when you both were real little. His first name was ‘too many syllables,’ apparently, your old reasoning still not making much sense ten years later. Still, it never failed to make his heart flutter in his chest when you addressed him by his childhood nickname.

“Who’s gotcha all worked up, hm?” A sing song voice chirps over his shoulder. Big yellow eyes stare inquisitively at the phone screen, glinting amongst the dark.

“Bachira!” Isagi whisper yells, jolting in his futon.

“Yeeesss?”

Isagi’s eyes narrow at the brunette, but he chooses to say nothing further to scold him, only locking the phone and placing it atop his chest.

“You gotta girlfriend or somethin?” Bachira pries, unrelenting.

“Go back to sleep. Please.”

“How can I do that now that I’m intrigued?”

“Unintrigue yourself.”

Isagi rolls to his side, bringing his phone in front of his face. He has yet to type a reply, feeling slightly intimidated now that he has an audience.

How ironic, he thinks.

His thumbs hover over the keyboard, rosy cheek caught between his teeth.

Amidst his contemplation however, a devious Bachira sat plotting.

With a heaving sigh, Bachira feigns disappointment, shuffling in his bedding as if preparing to go back to sleep.

“Fine then, if you won’t tell me then I’ll just…” The moment he sees Isagi’s shoulders relax at the notion of being left alone, Bachira makes his move, “have to figure it out myself!”

With deadly efficiency, Bachira reaches around Isagi’s shoulder’s to snatch the phone from his hands. He’s quick to burrow himself back underneath the zip up covers, hoarding his prize.

Muffled protests come from outside, but Bachira merely ignores them, opting to snap a quick, up close and personal selfie, and press send.

(yoichi):

heyyyyyyyy

An undignified snort escapes you when the photo loads. Two large eyes stare at you from your phone screen, distorted by the lack of distance from the camera. It’s mostly forehead if you’re being honest, but you can make out an impish smile on the stranger’s doll like features.

(______):

LOL

Hi there

(Yoichi):

So

eho is thid

Isagos gf or smthn???

This time an audible laugh escapes you as you flip over on your side.

(______):

Isago? im not familiar with this… isago?

An imaginary friend of yours perhaps?

(yoichi):

no

issgi is real

osagi

sagi

I

SA

GO

**GI

ISAGI

REAL

You’re wheezing into your hand at this point, vision blurred with tears.

(______):

Ohhhhh ISAGI !!

yea i know that guy

(Yoichi):

So you ARE his gf then

(______):

Hmm no, i am not

sorry to disappoint

(Yoichi):

You coulf never fisappoint me ______, pinky pomise ;)

(_______):

whoah are we on a first name basis already?

moving a little fast aren’t we?

(yoichi):

well if you’re not isagi’s gf then you can be MY gf and i’ll b YOUR gf

and we can make him jealous bc we’re gfs and hes nobody’s gf

(______):

hmmmmm

u kno what

you’ve convinced me

what’s your name gf?

(yoichi):

meguru

(______):

is that ur first name, meguru?

(yoichi & meguru):

mhm

i gotta go now tho

isgi’s gettin mad cuz i nabbed his phone

he’s trying to fet me unfer yhe cuvers

(______):

tell him ur my gf and he can’t have u

(yoichi & meguru):

ok.

You giggle at the sudden shift in tone, his punctuation making the ordeal seem so much more serious than it really was.

Three dots bubble up at the corner of the screen once again and you wonder who’s in control of the phone this time.

(yoichi & meguru):

HES RLLY MAD _______

IM NOT SURE HOW MUCH LONGER I HAVe

TLK T O YO U LA TERB YEGF

The chat goes dead after that, and you’re left wondering if you’ll get another text from your new friend or his assailant the rest of the night.

Soon enough you have your answer as the dots pop up again, this time in a much more familiar cadence.

(yoichi & meguru):

jesus fucking christ

(_______):

HAHAHAHAHAHA

(yoichi & meguru):

seriously.

(_______):

everything ok over there???

how’s your victim? is he breathing?? does he still have a pulse???

(yoichi & meguru):

he is NOT a victim he is a conVICT.

(_______):

GASP

don’t talk about my gf like that he’s sensitive

(yoichi & meguru):

WTF

GROSS

dONT TYPE OUT GASP YOU FUCKING LOSER WHAT

(______):

your j mad u arnt gfs like me n meguru

(yoichi & meguru):

yk what

(______):

no

tell me

Isagi rolls his eyes, shifting underneath the covers of his futon.

(yoichi & meguru):

I don’t need this. I’m going to bed.

(______):

awwwwwww okay

goodnight, miss you lots

can’t wait for you to come home a big soccer star

(yoichi & meguru):

yeah yeah

reluctantly

i miss you too

You smile groggily at your phone, a pang of sadness hitting your chest. You’re proud of him, you really are, but you miss your best friend more than anything right now.

(______):

hehehe

talk to you later, ichi <3

I’ll be cheering you on as always!!

‘Man, you really aren’t being fair,’ He thinks to himself.

(yoichi & meguru)

yea, thanks <3

talk to you later

(______):

OH

BEFORE YOU GO !!

(yoichi & meguru):

yeah?

(______):

give my gf a smooch goodnight for me, k?

that’s all ur the greatest gn !!

And just like that’s it’s back to antics.

Isagi can’t help the annoyed groan the escapes him, followed by a mischievous giggle from the space behind him.

“Holy fucking hell, shut the fuck up.” Three spaces over, Raichi lays with his pillow shoved over his head, “If I’m not at my ‘A’ game tomorrow because the two of you were up gossiping all night I’m going to make it your goddamn problem, got it? Now go to fucking sleep or I’ll make you.”

“Ooooo, so scary.” Naruhaya pipes up from opposite the disgruntled striker. “Seriously though guys? with all due respect? Shut up.”

‘Message received.’ Isagi thinks, finally shifting into a comfortable position for the night.

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I'm not trying to be disrespectful, but you need to stop tagging your fics under "xreader" when they're clearly "xblack!reader". You're clogging the tag with it. "xreader" is for non-bipoc. Just tag your things and leave "xreader" out of it, please. Thanks.

And exactly what do you think "non-bipoc" means? Exactly, WHITE PEOPLE. Y'all have been excluding BIPOC from your fics for DECADES, literal decades, telling us that your fics are inclusive when the most inclusivity you have is not explicitly naming hair color so that some white girl can imagine the reader as blonde or brunette. "He ran his hands through my hair" and "My pale skin glistened" are not inclusive.

You do not own the x reader tag. That tag should be meant for inclusivity, therefore readers of all races, sexualities, genders, etc. should be able to find fics under it as well. Everybody should have space in the x reader tag. Also, notice how I tag my fics as x reader as well as x black reader/x black!reader? That is so that people can look in both tags and find themselves and so that assholes like you can just scroll past my work if you think you're too good to read a story revolving around a black character when we've been stomaching your lack of representation for years. White people need to be tagging their works as x white reader since y'all want to blatantly describe your characters as white. Put your works in both tags, I don't care, but don't you dare act like you're entitled to the x reader tag.

White is not the default. Just because you've pushed everyone out of your spaces and forced us to create our own does not give you entitlement to that tag. BIPOC are just as entitled to be in fanfic spaces as y'all are, so shut the hell up and stop acting like you have the right to try and push us away. We're done with y'all thinking you can just dominate and exclude us without any push back. We're pushing back and we're going to make ourselves heard in the spaces you exclude us from as well as the spaces we create for ourselves.

Goodbye, Anon. I hope you choke.

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University AU Alphonse doodles for my best friend,, First day of class (colored drawing) vs the rest of the semester (drawing on the top right)

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Edit: Did you know guys - I actually wrote this horrible thing: here’s the first chapter.

I know that my jokes are painfully unfunny, but there’s no stopping me when I get a stupid idea like this. I tried to make it look more cartoony to save me some time - didn’t work, still spent 3 days drawing it.

For anyone with sense of humor as broken as mine, here is my pitch of an FMA School AU - 80s teen movie style (because that’s all I watched as a kid):

Students: Ed Elric - the angsty, edgy kid who draws horns and pentagrams on school desks, never wears proper uniform and gets into fights with Principal Mustang, about to discover a great conspiracy Al Elric - diligent student who skipped one year, generally tries to follow rules but constantly gets involved in his brother’s trouble Winry - secretly reads automail catalogues in class, teachers pressure her to go to a university, but she’d like to work in a workshop instead Lin Yao & Lan Fan - exchange students from a far away land, they seem nice, but mysterious and keep to themselves - they seem to have a secret agenda… Also, they keep stealing other people’s food Paninya - Winry’s best friend and a trouble child, who’s had run ins with the law in the past Envy - the emo kid who hates everyone and is prone to mean pranks, Ed’s sworn enemy Younger kids in the lower grades: Mei Chang (also exchange student), Selim Bradley (mayor’s son), Nina Tucker (I had to guys, don’t hate me) Staff: Roy Mustang - the principal, who wants to reign in the rebelious students by all means possible, dreams of becoming the mayor Riza Hawkeye - principal’s secretary and assistant, the only person taking care of all the paperwork and school records Olivier Armstrong - the ruthless PE teacher, who tortures her students with insane routines, her motto is ‘survival of the fittest‘ Alex Armstrong - the art teacher, who loves all his students and seems oblivious to the fact that they all hate him Solf J. Kimblee - crazy science teacher, who blows things up and endangers students on regular basis, yet always gets away with it - no one knows how Tim Marcoh - kind-hearted biology teacher, who had a horrible accident that damaged his face, and since kids are the nicest of humans, they tell each other horror stories about the teacher’s supposed criminal past Vato Falman - history teacher, literally no one knows what his teaching is like, because everyone is either asleep or not listening - he tries really hard though Sheshka - school librarian, she can never get the students to return books on time, always lost in her reading

Others: King Bradley - the towns mayor, who advocates for the school to become more elitist and get rid of all the problem children, has some dark secrets Shou Tucker - former biology teacher at the school, fired for unethical behavior - secretly plots revenge Scar - wanted criminal on the run, comes to town to settle things with the people who framed him, gets help from students who uncover a conspiracy and some characters’ dark past Maes Hughes - local sherif and Mustang’s old friend, he suspects that the Mayor is plotting something and manipulating the police force for his own purposes

I can think of more - like Greed running a local motorcycle gang, for example. Or how about the urban legend about Barry The Chopper? Hey, my imagination knows no shame :D

Bonus doodle: Ms Armstrong teaching class. As you can see, I have some unresolved trauma ;<

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Learning to Love Slowly

Parings; Jason Todd x Female Reader (1) Pride and Prejudice and Hair (2) Seven-Eleven Karens and Pinky Promises at 3 AM (3) Google and Hand Holding (4)Cookies and The Butler and The Girlfriend (5)Push-Ups and Hoodies (6) Slushies and Happiness and Pizza (7)Book Recommendations and Jane Austen (8) Gotham Mornings and Daydreaming

9- Text Messages and Older Brothers

Hey, Honeybee, won’t be home tonight, but stop by my apartment because I left you a surprise in the kitchen! 

Jason was sitting with Nightwing on the top of Wayne Enterprises when he got the text. A solid ‘ding’ in brooding silence was enough to make the black and blue vigilante glance over. Knowing his brother’s intrusiveness, Jason moved to the other side of the rooftop to read what you had sent him. 

He was lucky he had been wearing his helmet because the smile that crossed his face couldn’t be helped. Then, when you sent him a picture of you in a cute outfit that you were wearing for family night, he promptly saved it. 

“Who ya texting, Jaybird?” Jason didn’t even hear his brother creep up on him and answered by elbowing him in the stomach. Or attempting to. Dick ducked under his arm before reaching for his phone. 

The moment Nightwing was hopping away with the phone in his hand, the Red Hood was almost foaming at the mouth to get it back. No, those texts were for him. Not for Dick to see and poke fun at. 

“Give me my fucking phone, Dick,” Jason demanded, voice loud. “That’s none of your fucking business.”

“You have a girlfriend, Honeybee?” The question echoed on the rooftop. 

Frantic, Jason reached Dick as he was walking along the edge and pulled him down, slamming him on the ground. He didn’t know why he was so angry, and it wasn’t like he didn’t want his brother to know about you. Maybe it was because he wanted to tell Dick in his own time instead of having the news ripped out of him forcefully. If he could, Jason would have told his older brother about you sooner. He trusted Dick, second only to Alfred. 

Holding his hands up, Nightwing surrendered. “Hey, it’s great if you do, Jay.”

Letting go, Jason sighed. “Just…Just keep your mouth shut about it.”

“Will do, will do,” Dick climbed to his feet, staring at his younger brother before asking, “What’s her name?”

After a moment of thinking about whether or not to tell him, Jason relented. Then, he asked another question, but, instead of answering anymore, the Red Hood disappeared off the rooftop. Too much information had been divulged anyway.

It never took Jason long to get to your apartment, and he climbed through the window with great diligence to make sure Nightwing didn’t follow. Everything was dark in your home, a sign for most burglars that the home was empty and could be robbed, so he doubled checked that everything was locked correctly. You had been robbed once before, on the street, and Jason could still remember the angry tears on your face--He didn’t want to see that again. 

Jason felt comfortable enough in your apartment to take off his mask and use your bathroom, but, still, a bit awkward since he was all alone. You had reassured him through texts after you had left him alone there before, your home could always be considered a second home to him. 

After checking that everything was squared away--and taking back a hoodie you had stolen from him-- he went to the kitchen. Switching on the light, Jason grinned. On the counter next to the fridge you were the little red Robin Tupperware. Next to it, orange pop in the glass bottle--His favorite one. 

He was opening the Tupperware when he felt Dick walk up behind him. Rolling his eyes, Jason turned to him. “Get the fuck out.”

Dick held up his hands like earlier, indicating surrender. “Hey, I just wanted to see what the surprise was.”

Jason narrowed his eyes before slowly moving to hold out the Tupperware toward his brother. “Take a cookie and get out. Last time I’m telling you before I tell Damien it was you who wrecked that painting he did.”

Dick gasped, hand still going to take a cookie anyway. “You’re lying.”

“Fuck around and find out.”

Nightwing put the cookie in his mouth as Jason walked him to your apartment window, and paused to praise your work. “They taste just like Alfred’s!”

Jason pushed his brother out onto the fire escape , bribing him with another cookie to keep his mouth shut. Dick started to leave before pausing, turning to his baby brother. “Jason, I won’t tell anyone, I promise. I would like to meet her, though, or for you to tell me more about her.”

Red Hood stared at him, pondering on what to say, before just nodding. That seemed enough for Dick as he swung away from the apartment building, leaving his younger to continue eating his cookies and drinking his soda in peace. Fuck, Jason thought, he was going to have to introduce you to his family one day. Not something he was looking forward to. 

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Ink: Mikey

You're the unlucky one chosen to be Bonten's unoffical tattoo artist. More parts to follow. Characters: Mikey x gn Reader Warnings: None

Your boss was the one who usually dealt with what he liked to call the 'big clients'. It wasn't because he doubted your skill or wanted to hide who these people were, you were a very talented and capable artist who knew the less than savory occupations of the customers, it was just that he knew how difficult some of these people could be and his years of experince meant dealing with them was much easier.

The first time you met a member of the gang you later found out to be known as Bonten, they were indeed booked in to be seen by the boss, however the out of place looking blonde came in on a quiet evening and decided he'd much rather spend the hour with you.

There was nothing sinister about his request, nothing that suggested he chose you for any other reason than 'she seems nice'.

Any objections were short lived when it seemed this man who was only in the diary as 'Sano', could get what he wanted without even raising his voice.

You should have felt intimidated when you took a seat on the black leather couch opposite him, placing a sketchpad and pen on the coffee table seperating you both, but despite knowing he was powerful, something about him was oddly child-like and it was hard to be nervous when faced with that.

"So," you smiled. "What would you like?"

It was rare anything was pre-drawn with these clients. Confidentiality was a big deal and so was hiding any potential association with the world of organised crime. You just hoped it wasn't anything too extreme for the time of day.

'Sano' took a small piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to you.

You unfolded what turned out to be a convenience store receipt with an questionable amount of pastries on it, however on the back was a rushed, minimalistic pen drawing. It wasn't something you'd usually do but you had to admit it was a nice concept and atleast it would be easy.

"Just this?" You ask.

He nodded.

"Okay, I'll draw it up out the back. Just give me five minutes."

- The room where you tattooed was small and cosy, no windows but bright due to the light overhead, and the walls were scattered with designs you drew and art from some of your friends. Something about it seemed to appeal to your customer who told you to call him Mikey, as he stared at the figure collection by the door whilst you were half way through his tattoo.

"My sister liked that show." He said quietly, pointing to an enthusatic figure with blonde hair and a short green dress.

"Oh really?" You said glancing up. "To be honest I've never actually seen it.. I just thought it looked nice."

He hummed in reply. "She thought she looked a bit like her."

"She must be pretty then."

"She was."

You gathered by his response that his sister probably wasn't around anymore but his statement didn't create an awkward silence, infact you got the feeling that he had enjoyed talking about her. You'd gotten very good at reading people in this job although Mikey was more on the challenging side. He didn't really seem to speak unless spoken to but when you could engage him in conversation he'd participate fully, almost a little like he was desperate for it.

"Where did you get this design from by the way?" You asked, wiping some of the ink off of the back of his neck.

"..someone I knew when I was younger."

"I like it. It suits you."

"What do you mean?"

You stopped the machine for a moment, thinking of the best way to phrase your thoughts. "Well, ignoring the placement, I think it seems like a good representation of you. On the outside it looks quite simple but there's probably a deeper meaning or something more going on beneath the surface.." Mikey liked to think he had crafted a personality that was enough to scare people away, never getting close enough to find out the slightest bit of information about him, but there he was, being easily and perfectly analysed by you. He also liked to think that the reason you were putting him at ease and he found himself engaging and actually enjoying your company was because you genuinely liked him, and not because you were just good at your job.

He certainly (and unexpectedly) liked you.

Either way, the rest of the session went relatively quickly. He enjoyed listening to you talk about your life outside of work and strange tattoo requests you had, and in return you would get vague retellings of simpler times in Toman.

-

"So you're all done." You smiled at Mikey. He had seemed pleased with the tattoo when he finally saw it, not based on his expression which was unchanged from the moment he walked into the shop, but the way he spoke. He sounded a little lighter. "I need to clean up in here but my boss is the one that deals with the money anyway so you can just go back out and speak to him." Mikey hovered by the door, hesistant to leave your company because once he stepped outside the shop he wasn't your customer anymore, he was the head of Bonten.

"Thank you.." He said, two words that you didn't know rarely passed his lips.

"You're welcome, it was fun. It was nice to meet you Mikey!"

He bowed slightly, any earlier confidence in your presence quickly diminishing . "You too.."

-

Sanzu: Car's coming! :)

Mikey rolled his eyes as he put the phone back in his pocket. Despite the time the street was still fairly busy and he didn't really want to be waiting around any longer than necessary. He leant against the side of a cafe whilst he waited for the car in an attempt to avoid getting shoved in the crowds. He was tired. He'd actually found the process of the tattoo somewhat meditative and now it was over the fact he hadn't slept for the past three days was catching up with him. "Hey! Mikey!" He turned round to look down the street, surprised to see you running up to him. "Damn, I'm so unfit." You laughed, bending over slightly and trying to catch your breath. "Are you okay?" He asked, confused by your reapperance.

You nodded, blushing slightly. "Yea uhm.. now I think about it this might actually be a bad idea but uh.. do you want this?" You stood up and held out a small blue bag you'd been carrying.

Mikey hestinantly took the bag from you and opened it, the smiling face of the figure from your shelf staring up at him.

"I'm not particiularly attached to it and I dunno maybe she'll have a better home with you.. I'm sorry if it's inappropriate I didn't really think this through.."

That night Mikey finally slept well, watched over by the photo of Emma next to his bed and the toy he'd told her he was given by a new friend.

- It had been a couple of weeks since you had seen Mikey, the regular flow of customers keeping you too busy to really dwell on previous clients but a large box that had been left on the front desk was sent to make sure you wouldn't be forgetting him.

"What's this?" You called out to your boss as he walked into another room.

"Dunno, delivery driver dropped it off for ya~"

The dark blue box was from what you knew to be a high-end confectionary shop in Ginza, although you'd never been there and certainly hadn't placed any orders. When you opened it up you were greeted by a large assortment of dorayaki and a rather childish drawing of the sender on the message card inside. Sorry for what's to come. - Mikey You were a little confused by the statement and slightly concerned considering the business you guessed he was involved in but half an hour (and three dorayaki) later, the door opened and a tall man with short pink hair walked in and over to you at the counter.

"I believe you're the one I need to speak too, right?" He grinned, holding out a tatty recipt with a simple deisgn you had a strange feeling you would be seeing alot more of. "I'm Ran."

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Not Quite Unrequited

{Hanahaki AU} {Sero Hanta}

You were completely aware of Sero’s condition, however, try as you might, you were never able to figure out who was the cause of it.

It came as a shock to you, when you found out about his condition in the first place.

It was a typical weeknight, the two of you sitting in his dorm studying - you on the hammock and him on the bed - when all of a sudden he started to cough. At first, you thought that he got a popcorn kernel stuck in his throat, but when the coughs started to sound violent and he rushed to the bathroom, you realized something was seriously wrong.

When you managed to stumble your way out of the hammock and over to the restroom, all you could see was a flourish of soft pink rose petals decorating the floor and your best friend hunched over the garbage, struggling to breathe through the plants obstructing his windpipe.

Unsure of just what, exactly, you should do in the situation, you swiftly turned to make your way out of the bathroom to find help, only stopping when Sero managed to utter the word ‘wait’ followed by another flurry of coughs and petals.

The look in his eyes pleaded for you to stay, pleaded you not to tell a soul. And despite your better judgment, you did just that - staying right beside him, with what you hoped was a comforting hand on his back for the rest of the fit. It dissipated a short time after, but you were left with the knowledge that this must’ve been a common occurrence for him to be able to have handled it so calmly.

Since then, you’ve tried to convince him to talk to someone, get prescribed special medicine that helped soften the petals, or to just get the surgery to have them removed permanently. Much to your dismay, he refused every single one of your suggestions, saying that he didn’t need to talk to anyone because he had you, that he didn’t want to rely on medicines with countless side effects that could hinder his ability to perform, and lastly that the recovery time for such an insignificant surgery would take away from training time and set him back.

It hurt you, knowing that you couldn’t do anything to help him, that he was dealing with feelings that you couldn’t even comprehend, though knowing this you doubted your pain could hold a candle to his.

Lately, it had been bothering you more than usual.

He was losing sleep, that much you could tell by the bags under his eyes and the way he was constantly dozing off in class. He struggled to hold a conversation, often losing focus and sometimes even falling asleep.

It was one of those typical nights, where you sat comfortably on the hammock and Sero across from you on his bed as the two of you went back and forth with review questions for the upcoming test, a bowl of popcorn and an answer key somewhere in the space between you. However, your study partner was being less than diligent, to say the least. It wasn’t the first time tonight that he had dozed off during your study session, but it would certainly be the last.

You almost didn’t want to wake him, he looked so peaceful - well as peaceful as one could look while sleeping in an upright position - but if you let him stay like that it would compile neck problems on top of all the things he had to worry about.

“Sero?”

The only response you got was a light snore.

“Sero.”

“Hm!”

You sigh when Sero snaps up, dazed and confused while trying to blink away the bleariness in his eyes.

“I think we should call it a night.” You conclude, flipping your binder closed and collecting the answer key from where it lay in front of you.

“What, why?”

“You can’t keep your eyes open for more than a few minutes and your attention span is even worse. I think you should try and get some rest.”

Sero frowned as he watched you collect your things and rise to leave. It wasn’t just the fact that you were leaving, something seemed to be bothering you by the look on your face and he didn’t want you to go before he got it out of you.

“Night, see you in the morning.” You called over your shoulder, glancing back just in time to watch as Sero’s hand wrapped around your wrist.

“Wait. There’s something bothering you, isn’t there?”

You sigh. You feel like you’ve been doing that a lot lately. Turning to face him, you can no longer mask your worry behind an indifferent expression. You part your lips, mulling over your words.

However, your train of thought comes to a screeching halt when you see Sero’s face morph with discomfort as his free hand reached up to clutch at his chest.

“Dammit.”

He quickly rushed past you to the bathroom and the realization set in. You feel the panic rise up inside you only to force it back down. You’re about to follow after him when you hear the first fit of coughs and you’re stopped in your tracks. They sounded different from when you had first heard them all that time ago. 

They sounded worse. Much worse.

When you tried to move again, your legs felt as if they were made of lead, slowly dragging along the ground toward the bathroom. Toward Sero. The room seemed to elongate with every step, but it didn’t matter, you needed to make sure he was going to be okay.

When you reached the bathroom, the sight before you rendered you motionless.

Petals were strewn across the floor, like before, but this time they were accompanied by full flowers, stem, leaves and all. In the middle of it was Sero, hunched over drool and streaks of red running down his chin while tears cascaded down his cheeks. The same red smeared on his chin was dotted on the pink rose petals as well as the spiky stems. You felt the color drain from your face as the realization hit you.

His blood. It was his blood.

“Oh my god.” 

You were aware that it had gotten worse but… you could’ve never imagined this.

Sero’s eyes cut to where you stood in the doorway, your expression nothing short of horrified. He once again feels the stabbing pain in his chest as he heaves out another fit of coughs, blood speckling out as he feels a particularly thick stem force it’s way up his esophagus.

You notice quickly that this one is different than the others spread about the room. This one’s longer, the stem thicker, and the thorns sharper. You have to cover your mouth and force the urge to sob back down and before you’re even aware of what you’re doing, you’re right beside him, carding your shaky hands through his hair and gently pulling it back so it no longer sticks to his face.

At the moment, you weren’t sure if you were helping or hurting, but the desperation yanking on your heartstrings was threatening to rip you to shreds if you continued to stand there and do nothing.

With a final heave as well as a small cluster of petals, the entire flower dislodged itself from Sero’s throat. Once you were certain that it was over, you let his hair fall from in between your fingers and sagged down beside him.

Sero slowly leaned away from the garbage, his entire body fatigued from the ordeal. His breathing is ragged and his throat raw, he focused on taking slow even breaths, as to not agitate his throat further.

Your head falls limply on his shoulder, the stinging behind your eyes suddenly becoming too difficult to suppress any longer. Silent tears drip down your cheeks, plopping onto the petals below you.

“You’re so stupid.”

Shocked by your choice of words, Sero turns his head in your direction to see your head resting on his shoulder, your own shoulders noticeably trembling.

“___-“

“Has it ever occurred to you, that you could die from this someday? That you could be one damn rose petal away from ending not only your career but your life?” Bracing yourself, you lift your head from his shoulder and stare straight into his eyes.

“Say what you want, Hanta, but you can’t live like this for the rest of your life - however long that may be, at the rate you’re going!”

Sero opens his mouth to respond, but you quickly cut him off.

“I know it’s selfish of me to say this, especially when you’re going through what you’re going through, but… do you- do you even realize how much it hurts to see you like this? To know that you’re going through this and I can’t- I can’t do a single damn thing to help you?”

Your hands had found their way to his shoulders and you were kneeling in front of him now, instead of beside him, fingers digging in so hard there would be bruises there the next day. You were a teary, snotty mess at this point, your face was blotchy and red, your voice thick with emotion, and he was so blurred that you couldn’t even see his stupid, wonderful face anymore, but you held firm and stared him down through your tears.

“Please, just do something because it hurts too much to know that someone I love has to live through this.”

Silence hung in the air as Sero stared at you, his expression unreadable through your blurred vision. The tears slowly came to a stop as you fell forward, gently wrapping your arms around him and burying your face in his neck.

“Please, Hanta.”

Your voice is so quiet, but somehow it’s enough to snap him out of the trance he was in, the echo of one word bouncing around in his brain.

‘Someone I love’ you had said.

Could it be that maybe…?

No, there was no way. Not a chance. You loved him, but not in that way.

But, what if? What if he took a chance? What was the worst that could happen? He would continue to live through this, but at least he would have closure.

Maybe he would even take your advice.

But he couldn’t think about that now.

Sero’s heart pounded in his chest, as he silently, slowly, wrapped his arms around your waist and brought your bodies together, resting his chin on your shoulder.

He was so close that you could feel each breath by your ear and a small shiver ran down your spine at the sensation. Anticipation bubbled up inside you, but you weren’t sure as to why.

“I…”

Sero feels his throat tighten and his mouth go dry. He was absolutely terrified. Terrified of you confirming what he already knew, terrified that he would end up ruining a friendship that he valued with everything he had. But he wanted - needed to tell you. Not only because he needed closure, but because you deserved to know.

“…I’m in love with you.”

He feels your entire body stiffen in his hold and immediately fears the worst.

What he doesn’t expect, is for you to start crying all over again. Your tears drip from your eyes and onto his neck, where your face was buried.

“_-____?”

Sero hastily removes his arms from around your waist to pry your arms off him. He gently guides you away from him so that he can see your face.

“So you’re telling me that I’m the reason that you- that it’s my fault you-!”

The more you try to force the words out, the heavier the tears flow and any sounds that make their way out of your mouth are embarrassing gibberish.

“H-hey, hey, hey,” Sero reaches up to cup your face and brushes away your tears, momentarily forgetting himself. “None of this is your fault, okay? My emotions aren’t your responsibility.”

“B-but-“

“‘But’ nothing, now just try to focus on breathing.”

Giving him one last look of wariness, you close your eyes hesitantly, focusing on taking oxygen in through your nose and out through your mouth.

Sero watches as your brow slowly becomes unfurrowed, noting that your shoulders are still tense. He slowly glides his hands down from your face to rest on your shoulders, just above your bicep. Shaky breaths escape from your swollen lips 

Once he sees you relax completely, he lets his hands fall from you altogether.

Silence falls over you, and for a while, neither speaks.

Your eyes open just slightly, sore and dry from tears shed. You see Sero’s larger hands resting right next to yours, the white cotton of his loose pajama pants, and the soft pink of the petals scattered about the floor.

“So, is it true?”

“Is what true?”

Your lips press together as you struggle to collect your thoughts. You didn’t want to outright repeat what he had told you - in all honesty, you didn’t think you could handle that right now. You were so overwhelmed at the moment that you could barely piece together proper sentences.

“What you said- that you, well-”

“That I’m in love with you? Yes, I was telling the truth.”

Your face flushed as his words echoed in your brain

Sero was… in love with you?

Since when?

For how long?

Thoughts and questions began racing through your head so fast you became dizzy. You leaned forward, planting your head on Sero’s shoulder for some much-needed balance. You had never thought of him that way, he had been in your life for so long as a friend that it was just what you were used to. But when you did think about it, maybe being more than friends was just the next step in your relationship. Images of you holding hands, going on dates, and kissing flashed through your mind… and it felt right.

“Okay.”

Yes, it was pathetic, but it was all you could bring yourself to say at the moment.

“Okay? Does that mean… you feel the same?”

“… I’m not really sure, but… I want to give it a try.” You take in a deep breath and raise your head to look Sero square in the eye. “Besides, who would make a better boyfriend than your best friend, right?”

A dry chuckle escapes Sero as he pulls you against him once more, resting his chin on top of your head.

“My thoughts exactly.”

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OK I KNOW WHAT I SAID ABOUT BEING BURNT OUT WITH BNHA BUT THIS HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY DRAFTS FOR LITERAL YEARS AND IM PRETTY PROUD OF IT SO HERE YOU GO

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best friends to lovers prompts

going as each other's ''platonic'' date to a mutual friend's wedding

agreeing to kiss each other ''just to see what it's like''

punching the guy who broke your best friend's heart at prom

refusing to admit your feelings but making up ridiculous excuses to spend time together

''i'm not in love with my best friend'' but everyone knows you're full of shit

there's only one bed, we decide to share it (we lowkey been waiting for this moment)

friends and family thinks we're dating because we're always acting like a couple

sharing clothes — you're just that comfortable with each other

accidentally blurting out ''i love you'' during a random conversation

“i’ll kiss you right now to prove i don’t feel anything for you” but the kiss does the exact opposite

knowing your best friend inside out, everything from their favorite song, to what they named their favorite stuffed animal in second grade...

hiding your feelings to not ruin the friendship, even going as far as avoiding each other completely, yet somehow always ending up sharing an intimate moment

the first kiss and the realization of ''it's always been you''

starting to see each other in a different light

i'm watching you date all these other people and it's definitely not jealousy i'm feeling

complimenting your best friend for small things they do that realistically only someone who's in love with a person would notice

holding hands for the first time

first official hug after going exclusive, it feels very different from all our previous hugs

that ''oh shit'' moment when you realize you're in love with your best friend

the first official ''date'' which isn't really a date but it feels like one

showing up at each other's house late at night

your best friend's upset and disappears for a couple hours, you're the only one who knows where to find them (aka at the location you always used to hang out at as children)

one has come to terms with their feelings, maybe even dropping hints, the other one is completely oblivious

hearing your best friend say you're nothing more than friends and dying a little on the inside because you want to be so much more than that

family and friends constantly pointing out how compatible you are with each other

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Help yes it was an event req LMFOAOSOAS anyways less hyper this time💀💀

Neck kisses w scaramouche and xiao :DDD

summary; neck kissses <33 pairings; scaramouche, xiao x reader (no pronouns used) warnings; a bit suggestive! nothing explicit or too crazy tho, lots of kissies, no beta notes; HEY MO <33 i have not stopped thinking abt this since u req this so i'm poking my head out of my hiatus just to write this rq <33 xiao's is a little shorter bc i got so carried away with scaras but anyway i hope u enjoy this my love !! and i loved this so much that i wrote drabbles instead of hcs omfg my brain (also this song is so hot it multiplied the brainrot x 1000) song; so beautiful; DPR IAN | 300 event !

reblogs are highly appreciated <3

you have scaramouche trapped. he glares up from under you, his knuckles going white by how hard he's gripping the desk you cornered him against, his tense posture and heavy breaths betraying him. you hum, fingers only barely brushing his skin as they travel up the length of his free arm to lace between his, keeping both of you steady as you continue your assault against his neck.

your pointer finger lazily drags his shirt collar down, his breath hitching as your soft lips brush against the base of his neck, pressing soft, sweet kisses until you find his collar bone, a small swipe of your tongue earning yourself a surprised groan from your lover.

his fingers grip yours a little tighter as his breathless voice dips down to your ear.

"you're being so good for me."

you hum again against his skin, your attempt to hide your flustered face making him chuckle.

you make your way back up his neck, relishing in his delicious reactions to each open-mouthed kiss. as you get back to that one spot by the corner of his jaw, you remember his words prior to your steamy little session:

"no hickeys."

you briefly wonder if it's worth the trouble, but your foggy mind is only telling you yes.

the second you bite down the absolutely sweet sound he makes sends proud tingles through your limbs, but the moment is short lived, as suddenly his hand is in your hair, roughly pulling you off of him. his other hand grips your hip roughly, spinning the two of you so you could take his place cornered against his work desk.

"you think that's funny, don't you?" your chin is gripped firmly between his slender fingers, his face so close he was almost speaking into your lips. your mind was hazy, feeling hypersensitive to his tight grip on your wrist and his hand tangled in your hair, aggressively pulling to the side to better expose your neck.

"well, darling," he said the name almost mockingly, but you can't help the way it makes you shiver. "don't think i'm going to let you off for not following my instructions."

xiao is almost never prepared for your random bouts of of affection, and this time is no different. he grips your hips tightly, his head is bowed, hiding his completely flustered face into your neck as you attack his own, each kiss sending shivers through his entire body.

with one of your hands gripping his nape and the other holding his arm for dear life, you place kiss after kiss against your boyfriend's neck, savoring each grunt and groan he makes with a smile.

your aim was to take things slow, not wanting to push him out of his comfort zone. but on the other hand, you weren't sure how long you could restrain yourself.

not when you know how his little muffled growls sound when your teeth graze against his skin, or how his breath hitches when your lips meet certain places. every time he presses himself impossibly closer, your resolve breaks just a little more.

so you continue with the same rhythm, taking things as slow and steady as you could, the barrage of lingering, soft kisses never-ending.

but suddenly, the hands that were so rigid against your hips slid up to your arms, his hidden face leaving the safety of the curve of your neck.

"stop teasing me," he breathed, leaving a kiss against your ear as he spoke. you froze in surprise, blinking up at his incredibly red, but determined face.

"w-what-" you choked out, stammering as he dipped down to your jaw, mimicking your previous actions as you were left a flustered mess.

"you know you want to," he murmured between kisses, his hand coming up to hold your opposite cheek lovingly.

when he bit down you were sure you were dreaming, clinging to his shoulder as you breathed heavily, knees feeling weak.

"a...are you sure," you managed, hiding your own face against xiao's shoulder.

"yes," he said firmly. "i want..."

he drew a way slightly, tilting your chin to so you could meet his eyes.

"i want to feel you."

© hqrbinger. all writing and works belong to me and me only, do not repost, translate, or copy any of my works under any circumstances.

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i still stand by this but now i need to rework it for Itto, i think he’d be somewhere between thoma and zhongli but idk

Genshin men and why they would be good (or bad) In a relationship: From worst to Best

(in my personal opinion)

Coming in last place is: Xiao!

reasons: Doesn’t want a relationship. Has “too many demons”. Emotionally unavailable.

Following Xiao is: Diluc!

Reasons: Daddy issues. Broods way too much, literally mondstat’s batman.

Following Diluc is: Albedo!

Reasons: Doesn’t show emotion. Cannot communicate for shit.

Following Albedo is: Kaeya!

Reasons: Fears Commitment. Kaen’riah’s last hope. A bit of a man whore.

Following Kaeya is: Venti!

Reasons: Broke. Drunk. Will impersonate you after your death. Sings you songs he made about you.

Following Venti is: Dainsleif!

Reasons: Wouldn’t mind having a partner to adventure with, but would constantly friend zone you. “Two people one bed” trope.

Following Dainsleif is: Childe!

Reasons: Cooks for you. Buys you things that remind him of you. Likes arguing way too much.

Following Childe is: Thoma!

Reasons: Always makes sure your needs are met. Prioritizes other people’s problems before your relationship problems. Will try to “fix” you.

Following Thoma is: Zhongli!

Reasons: Absolutely adores you. Has all the time in the world to spend with you. But he’s broke. Slightly disappointed you don’t share the memory of osmanthus wine. old.

After Zhongli is: Baizhu!

Reasons: Takes care of you when your sick. Makes great tea. Shady.

And at the top of the list is: Kazuha!

Reasons: In tune with his emotions. Great communicator. Knows how to comfort you. Soothing. Just a tad traumatized. Slightly over protective.

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kissing them, and their reactions

♡ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: itto, childe, zhongli, diluc, xiao, kaeya, scaramouche, thoma x gn!reader

♡ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: fluff <3

♡ 𝐚/𝐧: this took me so so so long <3 | like/rb if you liked this!

ITTO is super blushy! head in hands, his hands act like a shield for the vulnerability he feels. it's so soft, and so sweet at the same time! it's genuinely adorable. i think he's a rather cuddly guy, even though he protests – he'd simply melt into your arms. itto likes your kisses a lot, but he might have to bend down or he'd carry you just so that you could kiss him. he's rather tall, right? you could punch him in the stomach to make him double over for you to kiss him XD

ZHONGLI is a tad embarrassed. but he thinks it's adorable, and he lets you kiss him all the time. you usually have to tip-toe because he's so tall, or he'd bend down just for you. zhongli loves your kisses, and you kiss you right back without hesitation. how could he be embarrassed when it was his perfect lover that was kissing him? he definitely holds your hand or something and swings it right after. it's very cute.

CHILDE is grinning like a madman; he's so in love with you! he leans over to kiss you back as well, then brings you into a soft hug. he loves all your kisses and physical touches – anything to do with you makes him happy. he's like an excited puppy, wagging his tail for more! it's quite adorable and silly how he's down for kisses all the time, if i'm being honest. it's cute. he's also rather tall, so he might need to bend down for you!

DILUC is embarrassed, but he would ask for more! he actually does likes it, but he wouldn't openly admit... it might take a few more kisses to get him to admit it. diluc genuinely likes your touch, he's soft for it! he'd bend down and tap his cheek, signalling you to give him a kiss, or he would lay his head on your shoulder to hint at the physical touch he needs. it's quite cute to be honest. he can melt at your touch. also, don't tell kaeya – this man can be snuggly when he wants to.

KAEYA leans down for more. he taps his cheek, asking for more kisses as you laugh and oblige. he cuddles you right after, snuggling into his precious lover. he loves and soaks up every bit of your touch, and would probably hold your hand and swing it around or something. it's very endearing to see him act.. looser, in a sense. there's a quiet contentment within his eyes, a look so soft you kiss him over and over again. very cute, very recommended.

XIAO is embarrassed, and he looks away – but he longs for more of your touch. you can see it. he's like a little cat, snuggly, but would never admit it! it's cute. he hints to you about wanting the kisses again, a soft blush forming on his face. he melts into your arms quietly, soaking up all the affection he can get from you. of course, you notice it right away, and you're more than willing to give him the affection he needs and wants. that's what lovers are for, anyway.

SCARAMOUCHE is... well... do i even have to say it? XD scaramouche is embarrassed! he shies away, but seeing your crestfallen face... he inches a liiiiiittle closer. just a teensy, little, insignificant amount that in no way shows that he wants your kisses. nope, zilch, nada. he hints to you as well, but it's not that obvious. you know he wants it, but you gotta make him work for it, yknow? he ends up blushing and asking for it anyways. very cute. would cuddle you right after!

THOMA blushes a lot, but he's absolutely okay with it! he loves every bit of your touch, anyways. he leans in to get more, and you oblige, peppering his face with kisses. it's actually very cute. please give him more and more kisses each day. i think thoma would be one to very not-subtly hint to you that he wants it >< he's very sweet about it as well! kind of lays his head on your shoulder, or presses his cheek against yours. they're all small gestures, but you get the hint, and he gets what he wants. XD

aaaaa i hope you all liked these >< let's try to get this past 200! i'm trying this out to see if we can get it past 1000 notes again.. XD | like and reblog if you liked it!!

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SOMETHING RECKLESS. (m)

who: genshin impact. tohma x f!reader. brothers best friend!au.

info: 4.515k words. smut + light hurt/comfort.

kinks protective!tohma, dom!tohma, pussydrunk!tohma, crybaby!reader, consent kink, enthusiastic consent, reassurance kink, praise kink, pet names (sweet girl, pretty girl, sweetheart, and more), size kink, corruption kink if you squint, squirting, dirty talk, dacryphilia if u squint

— this is dedicated to @2dboys @kaexin and @killerkyou for helpin me write it and also screaming to give ideas so this could be born 😩

+ this blog contains dark content!

He was someone who you had always known. He was your older brother’s best friend, always hanging around your house. But he was kind, reliable.

You kept your secret pining over sweet, handsome Tohma a secret ever since your brother first brought him home. You were sure that he would never see you as anything but his best friend’s little sister.

But still, he was the first person you thought to call. Your brother himself was out of the question, you knew he would just tease you and make you feel even worse than you already did. It was a little past 3 in the morning when you called him, his raspy, drowsy voice immediately picking up with a soft call of your name.

“Everythin’ alright, darlin’?” he asks, making the floodgates open. You try to get out what the problem was but all you could do was mumble his name and string together some semblance of needing help. You heard a sharp rustle of movement over the line before he spoke again, sounding much more alert, “Tell me where you are now, sweetheart, I’ll come get you.”

You take a breath and quickly relay your location before you both hang up so he can drive.

By the time he shows up, you’re sitting on the curb, hands stuffed between your thighs as you shiver from the cold air. When he gets out of the car, his hair is messy and pushed back, like he has run his fingers through it over and over again.

He wears a pair of loose gray sweatpants and you want to laugh at the sight of his t-shirt on inside out, clearly thrown on without a second’s hesitation. He rushes over to you, crouching beside you, hand on your back.

“Hey, sweetheart,” he pants, “Are you alright? Are you hurt?”

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Genshin men and why they would be good (or bad) In a relationship: From worst to Best

(in my personal opinion)

Coming in last place is: Xiao!

reasons: Doesn’t want a relationship. Has “too many demons”. Emotionally unavailable.

Following Xiao is: Diluc!

Reasons: Daddy issues. Broods way too much, literally mondstat’s batman.

Following Diluc is: Albedo!

Reasons: Doesn’t show emotion. Cannot communicate for shit.

Following Albedo is: Kaeya!

Reasons: Fears Commitment. Kaen’riah’s last hope. A bit of a man whore.

Following Kaeya is: Venti!

Reasons: Broke. Drunk. Will impersonate you after your death. Sings you songs he made about you.

Following Venti is: Dainsleif!

Reasons: Wouldn’t mind having a partner to adventure with, but would constantly friend zone you. “Two people one bed” trope.

Following Dainsleif is: Childe!

Reasons: Cooks for you. Buys you things that remind him of you. Likes arguing way too much.

Following Childe is: Thoma!

Reasons: Always makes sure your needs are met. Prioritizes other people’s problems before your relationship problems. Will try to “fix” you.

Following Thoma is: Zhongli!

Reasons: Absolutely adores you. Has all the time in the world to spend with you. But he’s broke. Slightly disappointed you don’t share the memory of osmanthus wine. old.

After Zhongli is: Baizhu!

Reasons: Takes care of you when your sick. Makes great tea. Shady.

And at the top of the list is: Kazuha!

Reasons: In tune with his emotions. Great communicator. Knows how to comfort you. Soothing. Just a tad traumatized. Slightly over protective.

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hee hoo funny edit 🐱

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talk too much (until you forget how to speak) | h. sero

⤷ { the four times hanta can’t shut up around you, and the one time he’s too emotional to utter a word. }

word count: 6.1k

tags/warnings: fluff, just tooth-rotting fluff,,, & maybe like one swear word bc bakugou but-

a/n: at long last i’m finally back with an actual fic LMAO,,, this is part of a collab that i did with the bnha pocuties server called a wedding to remember !! it was honestly so fun to get back into writing with everyone and panicking the day before as usual hjskjdfg buT ANYWAYS,,, i really hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it !! once you’re done reading, be sure to check out and hype up all the other works in the masterlist as well !!

i. the first proposal: elementary; 8 years

Hanta is eight years old when he makes eye contact with you for the first time.

He’s seated on a swing he crafted himself, fingers taut around the strings of tape that hang from a sturdy branch as his feet lightly dangle a few inches off of the grass. The sound of laughter fills his ears, leaving him hungry for some interaction with his agemates. But he knows what will happen if he attempts to join them. He knows how the kids will react as soon as their eyes latch onto the unusual shape of his elbows. He knows how it’ll hurt to see them migrate to another location, leaving him with nothing but the sting of their insults to keep him company. So to prevent the burn, he avoids the fire.

A shadow migrates towards him, providing him more shelter from the sweltering sun. He dares to look up, and he comes face-to-face with a young child around his age. Both of you are silent for at least a full minute as you glance over his figure. When your eyes settle on his elbows, Hanta bites his lip and averts his gaze back to his shoes. He already knows what’s coming.

What’s wrong with your elbows?

“Did you make that yourself?”

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Domestic Headcanons for the Obey Me! Demon Bros

bc these thoughts plague me and i need to get them out somehow-

Mammon sings in the shower

He thinks no one can hear him

however, everyone, in fact, is able to hear him

No one says anything though because his voice is actually amazing???

like duh they were all once angels, of course they’re all amazing singers

You definitely hear every one of them singing or humming a little tune every now and then

Beel has a super deep singing voice

that shit rumbles and it’s honestly hard not to be lulled by his voice

he sings belphie to sleep

they low key (but not really) fight over who gets to sit next to you for movie nights

mammon is always quick to use his “I’m her first man” excuse, but that get’s old really quick

Lucifer and Satan are hella condescending about it and absolutely roast him

“Mammon, I didn’t know MC mattered to you so much”

“N-NO! Why would I care about some dumb human?”

“Well, if you don’t care about MC then you wouldn’t mind if they sit by me tonight?”

“HEY WAIT-”

It’s too late, he’s talked himself into a corner

“Why does it have to be one of you? Let MC pick who they sit next to” - Levi, in a huffy tone

“Levi~ are you sure you not saying that because you want MC to yourself? Can’t say that I blame you, they’re just so nice to hold don’t you think?” - Asmo

Chaos ensues

Eventually Beel just calmly walks over to you, hoists you up from wherever you’re sitting and plops you on top of his lap, Belphie snoozing not too far away

He wakes up only to snuggle into your chest and then he’s out like a light

Beel loves to cook with you, but Satan makes a better cooking partner

Sorry Beel

He just ends up eating too much of the food

Satan is surprisingly lax in the kitchen, as long as you don’t get in his way too much

He’s definitely picky about how certain foods are prepared.

If you’re not chopping something to the right size, he’s quick to reach around you and guide your movements

does this subconsciously and doesn’t seem to understand the romantic implications of it

(he totally does, he just has an excellent poker face from thousands of years of practice)

rolls up the sleeves of his sweater to make sure they don’t get in the way of food prep

the sight itself is something to drool over, let alone the lovely aroma coming from the stove

Lucifer works really late into the night and sometimes forgets to sleep at all

I mean we all know this but more often than not he tries to get at least four hours of sleep a night but sometimes he just… forgets

so the mighty Avatar of Pride isn’t perfect after all hA

ok but bring him tea

He usually prefers to make it himself, but if you bring it to him in the middle of the night his heart melts, just a little

tells you to go tf to sleep but is actually really grateful

but as soon as you shut the door he has the s o f t e s t expression

It’s not often that he’s the one on the receiving end of care so it’s nice, even if your tea is a bit on the watery side

self care nights with Asmo

SELF. CARE. NIGHTS. WITH. ASMO.

Has literally every skincare product known to all three realms

but only the best of the best when it comes to the both of you

there’s a plethora of delicious but health conscious snacks to choose from, and some cheesy drama playing in the back ground that neither of you are paying attention to

Asmo loves giving you makeovers to get a rise out of his brothers

but he also loves the way you can’t stop looking at yourself in the mirror when he’s finished

Wants you to love yourself as much as he loves himself you

Levi swims in his fish tank when he’s upset

and just whenever he wants to in general really, but there’s something about being in water that makes him feel calm

…

Wants you to join him but he’s hella nervous about it

When he finally works up the nerve his face is beet red and he nearly runs away before you can answer

>is super confident when he’s in his element

He moves through the water so gracefully it’s hard not to fall into a trance watching him swim

notices you staring and it’s such a boost to his ego omf

definitely makes like he’s about to get out and when you reach out to help him he yanks your dumb ass in with him

your DDD is ruined and Lucifer is mad but in Levi’s mind it was all worth it, even if he got in trouble and is mildly embarrassed about it

Mammon is super receptive to affection when he’s tired

he fell asleep on you once when the both of you were hanging out in your room and woke up to the feeling of you running your hands through his hair

he’s so groggy he can’t find it in himself to muster up the tsundere act

he just nuzzles deeper into your hand

if Belphie finds you napping he is 10/10 times going to join you

You’re not “safe” napping alone anywhere that isn’t your room

he doesn’t want his brother’s disturbing you and he himself doesn’t want to disturb you

so he just cuddles up next to you

at first this was especially shocking, not only to you but to the brothers as well but it soon became such an often occurrence that everyone stopped questioning it

partly because Belphie would never answer any questions, opting to just nonchalantly shuffle away

honestly it happens so often and you’ve grown so used to it that it’s more of a shock when you wake up and he isn’t there

is oddly protective of you

has a sixth sense whenever you’re in danger and will straight up materialize to scare away the threat by looming over them with his intimidating aura

asmo does everyone’s nails

you think lucifer has the time to do his own nails??

or that beel would be able to concentrate long enough to finish his second hand with out wanting a snack??

or that belphie would waste hours he could spend napping waiting for nail polish to dry??

no

asmo takes it upon himself to do their nails for them

the only other person who does it themselves is Levi, who paints his nails while binging long running shonen anime that only requires a part of his attention

they use gel nail polish so it dries quicker and doesn’t chip as easily

you’ve never had a better nail salon experience than at Asmodeous’s at Home Beauty Parlor

He does the hand massage and everything, but only for you

He’s had millennia to practice his craft so if course you’ll be getting the best of the best with asmo

Satan is a closet weeb

now LISTEN- l i s t e n

he probably stumbled across one of levi‘s TSL collection and decided to investigate and was immediately enthralled by the plot and the amazing artwork they held

now he regularly checks out manga from the library and pre pre-orders new upcoming series that catch his eye

his favorited genre is romance, but he also gravitates to magical girl series

make no mistake tho, if you find out somehow, he will have to kill you

please give them affection, none of them are used to it and once you start being casually affectionate with them they’re hooked almost immediately

Obv some are less receptive at first than others - satan, belphie, luci - but that’s okay just give them time

Asmo and Beel are the most comfy with affection and are willing to initiate majority of the time

Asmo always has an arm linked with yours whenever he’s next to you, at the least. He likes to hug you from behind and rest his chin on your shoulder so he can nuzzle into your neck to tickle you

Beel will casually pick you up for hugs, and hold you in his arms to make you safe. he also likes to hold your hand just ‘cause

Levi and Mammon want in on the action once they see beel an asmo being so touchy with you, but are definitely in denial about it for like, a week before they give in and stop being so wussy about it

mammon likes to throw an arm around your shoulders just so others stay away, bc you’re HIS human ofc. also likes it when you play with his hair as previously stated.

Levi is a little more shy about it, but loves it when you link pinkies or choose to sit next to him at the dining table and link ankles with him. He’s also hella smug when you lean on him but is also a blushing mess.

Satan, Luci, and Belphie (for obvious reasons) take the longest to warm up to affection. Satan is the first of the three to warm up to it - he loves reading with you cuddled up beside him. not necessarily on him, but with your sides pressed together as you each read your own book or whatever it is you’re doing while he reads

belphie is next, before lucifer surprisingly. this is kinda when he starts joining you for naps and you’re kinda too scared to question it. also seeks you out to use your thighs as a pillow bc they’re the softest

Luci’s heart kinda melts when he sees you being so close with his brothers. His affection is typically head pats that are more him gently and barely combing his fingers through your hair and tucking it behind your ear

In short i love them all more than words

[chucklegigglechortlesnort]