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megumi doesn’t notice at first. or maybe he does, but he just assumes you’re cold because, well, it’s winter. everyone’s cold.

but then spring rolls around. then summer. and somehow, your hands are still ice cold every time he touches them.

“why are your hands always freezing?” he asks one day, frowning as you casually reach for your drink. you shrug like it’s the most normal thing in the world.

“dunno. just how i am, i guess.”

he stares at you like you just told him you’re actually a lizard in disguise. “that’s not normal.”

“it’s fine,” you say, waving him off. “i’ve always been like this.”

he clearly does not think it’s fine. and you know this because, after that conversation, megumi suddenly starts holding your hands a lot.

like, all the time.

walking down the street? he slips his fingers between yours and acts like it’s nothing, even though you know he’s doing it just to warm up your hands.

lounging at home? he’ll wordlessly grab your hands and tuck them under his hoodie, keeping them pressed against his stomach.

watching a movie? he doesn’t even ask anymore—he just pulls you into his side, traps you under a blanket, and subtly rubs circles into your palms like he’s trying to bring you back to life.

you don’t comment on it. because, honestly? it’s kinda nice.

and if it means getting megumi to be a little extra affectionate with you? well. you’re not complaining.

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wrapped around his finger - tyden fic

part 2 of 'head over heels'

https://www.tumblr.com/asco-bisco/759455647684280320/head-over-heels-tyden-fic?source=share

Summary: tyler gets fed up with aiden's teasing after they wake up and makes the 'first' move

btw there's swearing

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“Ugh…” Tyler groaned. Lights seeping from the window blinded him but that wasn’t the only light. A bright light shone in his face followed by a giggling sound and he had to force his eyes open.

That’s when he realized it. Taylor was back and she was the source of the giggling. The bright light? Her phone. She was recording them.

Fuck.

“Delete that!!” He bellowed and reached for her but was held back as someone’s arms tightened around him holding him back. Taylor squealed and lowered the phone, looking at the screen with a grin before running out of the room. “Taylor! Ugh…!” 

Tyler propped himself up by the elbows but was brought down immediately. “I’m trying to sleep…” Aiden mumbled, voice vibrating against Tyler’s neck. “Aiden! Get off me!” Tyler’s face flushed as he put his hands on Aiden’s shoulder, trying to push the blond off him. “I thought you liked cuddling with me…” Aiden muttered before exhaling deeply.

A shiver ran down Tyler’s spine as Aiden’s breath hit him. “T-Taylor saw us!” He stammered, struggling to keep his composure as his heart began beating loudly against his chest. Aiden hummed and got up, hands beside Tyler’s chest. “What? Was this supposed to be a secret?” A sly grin rose on Aiden’s face as he got closer to Tyler’s.

“I–” Tyler gulped as Aiden’s face inched closer to his, he couldn’t even hide the obvious. He had to force his eyes away from Aiden’s lips, trying to maintain eye contact but, oh God.

Those lips, they looked so soft and Tyler’s mind always wandered off thinking about how they would feel on his own, how they would taste and–

“My eyes are up here.” 

Shit.

Tyler blinked and realized he had been staring at Aiden’s lips far too long. “F-Fuck– I-I know that!” Tyler clenched his jaw and gave Aiden one final shove. Aiden was moved away but he kept his spot on top of Tyler, sitting on him.“G- Get off me already!” Tyler demanded, watching as Aiden didn’t move. “Do you really want that?” Aiden arched a brow. “I don’t know, Tyler, but after last night…” Aiden’s voice trailed off as his eyes landed on Tyler’s lips.

Tyler gulped, knowing exactly what Aiden was referring to. “I…” His breath hitched once Aiden’s eyes whipped back to his. “Uh–” 

“--Tyler?” A voice from the door.

“That’s not Tay’s voice–” Tyler and Aiden whipped their head to the door to see Tyler’s mom standing there. “Ah– Mom!” Tyler gasped. Mariana switched confused glances between Aiden and Tyler. “I didn’t know you had someone over…” She locked eyes with Tyler. 

Tyler’s eyes widened, sweat dripping from his forehead. “I-It’s not what it looks like— I–” Tyler turned his head to Aiden who was still on top of him. 

“Mom!”

Taylor appeared in the doorway behind her mom and Tyler felt relief wash over him as he looked back at the door. “I made breakfast!” She cheered and Mariana smiled at Taylor before looking back at Aiden. “You want to join us?” She asked with a smile and Aiden nodded.

“I’d love to!”

—

Breakfast with Aiden was horrifying. Tyler couldn’t count on two hands the number of times Aiden referred to last night. 

When they cuddled.

Together.

On Tyler’s (not big enough) bed.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck–” Tyler chanted in his head as Aiden continued talking about something that happened in Florida, Tyler couldn’t pay attention. He was still flustered about what happened minutes ago when Aiden was on top of him, basically asking to kiss. 

Mariana was the first to finish and leave since she needed to get ready for work—no wonder she was up so early. Taylor was the second, leaving her dishes at the sink before heading upstairs to unpack. Tyler hurriedly ate his food after that, adrenaline rushing through his body as he desperately wanted to get out of the situation where he would be alone with Aiden.

“Hey–” “--I’m going to wash the dishes!” He stood up abruptly, took his plate, and rushed to the sink. He let out a sigh of relief, trying to calm himself down before he would break something. He felt jittery all over, warm, and uneasy. Yeah, he wasn’t going to calm down in time.

But he tried anyway, turning on the water as he put the liquid dish soap on the sponge and got to work. Aiden ate silently at the dinner table and Tyler washed the dishes silently, but his brain and heart were the opposite.

He couldn’t hear the running water over his heartbeat, still beating loud and fast against his chest. His mind racing with thoughts—or more like Aiden’s voice. His voice played like a broken record player in his head, repeating as he could only think of what could’ve happened if his mom hadn’t walked in.

“Done!”

“AH!”

Aiden was beside Tyler suddenly, holding eye contact as he put his plate in the sink. Face inches away from Tyler’s.

“Y-You scared me!” Tyler scowled and Aiden moved away but he didn’t leave, he leaned against the counter nearby, watching Tyler wash the dishes with his arms crossed. “Whatcha thinking about?” Aiden smiled knowingly, cocking his head. Tyler looked away, feeling his face heat up again. “N-Nothing!” Tyler blurted out, nearly dropping a plate.

Aiden hummed, sounding unconvinced but it’s not like he was trying to hide it. Both of them knew what was running in Tyler’s mind.

And it was making Tyler go insane.

He could see in the corner of his eye, Aiden. Watching him silently and oh, so, carefully.

“When are you going to leave?” Tyler finally asked, glancing at Aiden. “Ouch!” Aiden put a hand on his chest and clutched his shirt, “You want me to leave that badly?” Tyler bit on the inside of his lip, trying to focus on getting the dishes done rather than Aiden’s question.

Because the answer was no but never would Tyler admit that. Never would Tyler admit that he didn’t want Aiden to leave. Never.

There were a few seconds (that felt like hours to Tyler) before Aiden hummed and walked away, out of Tyler’s sight. He fought the urge to turn around and ask where Aiden was going, he hated how he could be when in love. “Finally…he’s gone,” Tyler tried to feel relief, dropping his shoulders as he tried to feel more relaxed.

Aiden didn’t come back at all after that but Tyler knew he didn’t leave because if he did then he would’ve heard the door open or Taylor announce it. Unless Aiden decided to leave unannounced and out the window.

Fuck, Tyler would hate that. He could feel his heart sink just thinking about the possibility, silently asking where Aiden could be.

He finished the dishes which meant that he could find more things to distract himself with instead of thinking where Aiden was but once he turned the sink off, he felt someone wrap their arms around his waist. Memories of last night flooded his brain as he looked down and saw that it was Aiden’s hands.

“Finished?” Aiden asked, breath hitting Tyler’s ear. He yelped and tried to move away but Aiden’s grip was firm. “L-Let go of me!” Tyler moved his head away so he’d have enough space to turn to Aiden who rested his head on Tyler’s shoulder.

But there wasn’t enough space. Their noses brushed against each other, lips an inch apart. Tyler felt all his blood rush to his face, he felt himself emitting heat. “Hm?” Aiden lifted his head and released his grip. “What? Worried about getting caught?” He teased, backing away from Tyler.

God, this was torture. 

Tyler whipped his head away. “S-Shut up…” He muttered and began to walk away. “When are you leaving?” He repeated his question, knowing Aiden was following behind. “When do you want me to leave?” Aiden questioned as they reached the living room where Tyler was planning to clear his head next but no point when Aiden was there.

Tyler sighed and stopped, turning around to face Aiden. “Isn’t Ben worried or something?” Tyler crossed his arms, trying to cool himself down but Aiden didn’t stop walking. He got closer to the point Tyler had to start backing away until he was pressed against the armrest of the couch. Aiden put his hands on the armrest, trapping Tyler in his position.

“Do you want me to leave?” Aiden cocked his head, eyes narrowed as he stared at Tyler with those damn red eyes, the eyes that always drove Tyler crazy in every possible way.

Tyler tried to look anywhere but at Aiden, eyes darting around the living room. Aiden hummed, “It’s rude to ignore your guests.” Something rose in Tyler as he forced himself to look Aiden in the eye, imagining himself in a competitive state so he wouldn’t look away. “Is this the same Tyler from last night?” Aiden had a sly grin as he inched his face closer to Tyler’s. 

Tyler gulped but tried his best to stay still, holding on to the armrest with all his might as Aiden didn’t take his eyes away. “The one who held my hand?” Aiden’s finger grazed Tyler’s hand. “The one who played with my hair? The one who cuddled with me? Shared a bed with me?”

Tyler held his breath once their noses touched and Aiden stopped moving, eyes slowly trailing down to Tyler’s lips. Then Aiden moved his head away.

Again.

He moved his head away– fuck, Tyler couldn’t stand it.

Tyler felt Aiden’s warmth leave and as Aiden was about to turn away, Tyler took his wrist and pulled him closer. “Fuck it,” Tyler thought before taking Aiden’s head with his other hand and leaned in, shutting his eyes as his lips landed on Aiden’s. 

They were soft against his and, fuck, they felt amazing. Tyler pulled Aiden closer, tilting his head and feeling his heart flutter when Aiden did the same. Tyler let go of Aiden’s wrist to cup his face and pull him closer as Aiden put his hands on Tyler’s waist, pressing against Tyler’s lips harder.

Tyler didn’t want to pull away and he was sure Aiden didn’t want to either with how firm his grip was on his waist.

But then because they were human and needed air meaning Tyler had to pull away.

He gasped as their lips parted, fluttering his eyes open as pants left his lips. Aiden’s face was flushed, small pants leaving his parted lips as his half-lidded eyes were focused on Tyler’s lips. “Fuck…” Tyler muttered before closing his eyes again as Aiden leaned in once more.

Tyler was melting under Aiden’s touch, warmth seeping through Aiden’s shirt as they pressed their bodies against each other. Tyler wanted this to last forever, trailing his hands down to Aiden’s neck and pulling him closer, he was so fucking desperate.

But then Aiden pulled away and Tyler leaned in as he did so, not wanting Aiden to leave but their lips parted. Tyler opened his eyes to look at Aiden who had a smile on his face, cheeks red, and his eyes.

Fuck, his eyes had Tyler wrapped around Aiden’s finger.

“So, what does this make us…?” Aiden breathed out, he was breathless—no, he made Tyler breathless. God, was Aiden breathtaking. “B-Boyfriends…!” Tyler blurted out. “Uh– Be my boyfriend…Aiden…” Tyler groaned and let go of Aiden’s neck before taking a deep breath. “Aiden Clark, will you be my boyfriend?” Tyler waited for Aiden’s answer, watching the blond blink at him before his smile grew.

Tyler swore he saw sparkles in Aiden’s eyes. “Yes, Tyler Hernández, I will gladly be your boyfriend,” Aiden grinned from ear to ear, looking at Tyler with eyes that made him weak in the knees. “But I expect to be taken out tomorrow,” Aiden asserted, “At 6 o’clock, to be exact, and at a restaurant.” 

Tyler rolled his eyes, feeling himself calm down a little after Aiden finally teased Tyler in a normal manner. “You ruined the moment…” Tyler muttered, looking away. “No, I didn’t,” Aiden said before leaning in again, giving Tyler one last kiss on the lips before parting away.

“I hate you…” Tyler breathed out with a scowl.

“Aww! Thanks, boyfriend!” Aiden beamed.

“You guys are dating?!”

They whipped their heads to the voice, Taylor’s voice, she was jaw-dropped.

“Fuck.”

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head over heels - tyden fic

Summary: aiden sneaks into tyler's room while he's alone then proceeds to ambush and flirt with him while tyler is still trying to gather his feelings

btw there's swearing in this fic

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Tyler was lying in bed, trying his best to sleep. It was 1 in the morning, Taylor was at a sleepover and his mom was fast asleep. And then he got a text.

After checking who it was from, he opened it right away. He didn’t care about sleep anymore, Aiden just texted him.

Moron:

r ur windows locked or what?? 🤨

Tyler blinked at the message before he heard a light tap on his window. He jolted and sat up quickly, staring at his window intensely. He slowly made his way off his bunk bed, careful not to slip as it was dark and he couldn’t see shit. 

Another tap was heard and he began hesitating. Only a white girl would look out his window in this situation but after he got a second text, the anxious feeling lightened.

Moron:

knock knock lol

Tyler didn’t have any blinds in his room, all he had to do was open the window and stick his head out in search of blond hair.

But he didn’t see any. The first thing he did was open his phone again and text the group chat.

You:

Someone call 911

Despite it being 1 in the morning, the others replied right away but at the same time, it’s only been an hour since they woke up from their hellish nightmares.

Tay💞:

WHAT HAPPENED

Space Nerd:

WHAT

Moron:

STFU TYLER

Dw guys he’s just overreacting 🥰

Van Gogh:

…guys Aiden’s not home

Tyler closed his phone and looked out the window again to see light coming from a nearby tree. “What the…” Tyler squinted his eyes, not finishing his sentence. The tree was near his window and the chance of Aiden being at his house was high, he was scared out of his mind.

A little bit of him wasn’t, knowing Aiden was going to be here with him at night, but he buried that little bit of excitement deep down.

A few more texts from his phone and the light disappeared. Tyler knitted his brows, maybe he was too tired for this and maybe Aiden was messing with him. Somehow.

He turned around and reached for his phone to check whatever happened and was genuinely freaked out as he heard a noise from behind him. Maybe he should close his window.

You:

SOMEONE CALL THE POLICE WTF

Okay, typing in all caps was going to worry them but Tyler was anxious. But before he could turn around to close his window, something heavy hit his back.

“AGH!” He fell to the ground and he heard chaotic laughter from whatever was on his back. He turned his head around and saw Aiden sitting on top of him, he should’ve known. “Haha, you should keep your windows closed” Aiden taunted him, a visible grin on his face Tyler could see as his eyes adjusted to to the dark. But there’s always a grin on his face yet every time Tyler sees Aiden, he hopes each time the grin is a little more genuine for him.

Aiden suddenly pulled out his phone as a string of dings and pings were heard from it. Before he could do anything, Tyler pushed himself up quickly and rolled over, causing Aiden to fall off him. “Ow!” Aiden exclaimed as he hit the ground and Tyler took his opportunity to take his phone.

“Hey!” Aiden bellowed and Tyler ran to the end of the room with Aiden’s now unlocked phone.

BEN🗣️🗣️👍❤️:

Aiden answer your phone

The group chat was already opened so Tyler took this opportunity to text them.

You:

THIS IS TYLER

I TOOK HIS FUCKING PHONE

BC HE’S INSANE

Tyler typed as fast as his thumbs would let him as Aiden began dashing at him and jumped on him before his next text could be sent.

You:

A1V*86:{]

“PSYCHO!” Tyler shouted as he was pinned on the floor and Aiden only laughed as he sat on top of him. “You’re window’s still open,” Aiden chuckled, glancing at the open window. Aiden suddenly jumped off Tyler who quickly stood up, confused and scared thinking someone else got inside only to see Aiden reach for Tyler’s still unlocked phone that lay on the floor near the window.

“Don’t touch my phone!” Tyler lunged at the blond who picked up the phone quickly and dashed out the door. “Fuck!” Tyler groaned and picked up Aiden’s phone off the ground, taking his time to walk out the door since it was not like Aiden could go anywhere.

Except for the front door

Aiden. Going through the front door. With Tyler’s unlocked phone.

Shit.

Tyler quickened his pace only to hear the sound of a door shutting and realized it was the bathroom door. Aiden didn’t leave Tyler’s house with his phone, thank the Lord. He groaned and walked back into his room.

TAYLORRR🛹🔧:

OH MY GOD IM COMING HOME TY

WHAT IS GOING ON

Ty⚾😤🤭:

No theres no need tay just have fun at ur sleepoever🥰

Tyler blinked at the phone. “...fuuuuucckkkkk,” He groaned, trying to ignore the fact his cheeks were warm just by seeing Aiden had Tyler as “Ty” with a string of emojis. 

Ty. Aiden somewhat ‘secretly’ called Tyler ‘Ty’. Fuck, Tyler was head over heels for him.

The bathroom’s lock was one of those locks where it’s just a slit. On the inside, you just turn the lock and it’s closed. Tyler unlocks that lock from the outside with a coin or whatever he can find that’s thin but strong and the first object he can think of is a coin that was somewhere in his wallet that was somewhere in his room.

He made sure Aiden’s phone stayed open as he set it on the desk, taking glances before deciding to reply through Aiden’s phone again.

You:

HE HAS MY PHONE

THIS IS TYLER

THAT MORON HAS MY PHONE

BEN🗣️🗣️👍❤️ :

what 

PEW PEW💥:

are they together rn…?

ASH🍊:

Uh-

Tyler rolled his eyes and continued searching for his wallet before finally finding it in his varsity jacket that hung on the chair tucked in the desk. He should’ve checked there first.

He glanced back at the phone before keeping his eyes on it as Aiden began exposing Tyler, not on a drastic level but the realization of Aiden having the ability to go through his phone only hit him now so he needed to hurry. He quickly opened his wallet with one hand and typed on Aiden’s phone with the other.

Ty⚾😤🤭:

OH MY GOD GUYS HE HAS ASHLYN AS CARROT TOP

LOGAN AS SPACE NERD

ASH🍊:

carrot top? tf

You:

STFU

BEN TELL UR STUPID ASS COUSIN TO GO HOME

Ty⚾😤🤭:

BEN AS VAN GOGH LOL

Tyler had enough of this, he found the coin and dropped his wallet, he’ll deal with the consequences of that later. As he ran down the hall to his bathroom, he felt grateful for once that his mom was somewhat of a heavy sleeper, she wasn’t going to wake up if Aiden were to scream.

But Tyler and Aiden had been screaming for a while now, she was fast asleep.

Once he reached the bathroom door, he still had Aiden’s phone with him so he bit on the coin careful not to get his saliva on it but the idea is still disgusting. He didn’t care that much, though.

PEW PEW💥:

wait 

are you guys okay???

You:

Yeah that moron just climbed my window and got inside

brb promise we’re fine

TAYLORRR🛹🔧:

Oh my god Ty

U gave me a heart attack

You:

Ben get your ass over here

He finally closed Aiden’s phone and took the coin before inserting it into the slit of the doorknob and began twisting it. He ignored the pings coming from Aiden’s phone as the group chat continued to be filled with text before he finally unlocked the door.

He swung the door open and Aiden let out a yelp who was standing in the middle of the bathroom. “Give me back my phone!” Tyler lunged at the blond and now it was his turn to fall on the ground with Tyler on top of him. Aiden squirmed and began flailing his arms as Tyler’s phone was still in his hand.

Tyler reached for his phone but Aiden wouldn’t stop moving so Tyler resorted to the next thing his mind thought of. Tickling. 

He reached for Aiden’s sides and tickled him. Aiden quickly erupted in laughter and his body automatically curled up, causing his hand to get near Tyler’s. Tyler reached for it and got his phone successfully, getting off Aiden as he did so.

“Ugh,” Aiden whined, “You’re so mean.” He groaned and got up. Tyler rolled his eyes and began exiting the bathroom, not knowing where Aiden’s phone went or the coin was in the process of everything. “You broke into my house,” Tyler commented as he turned his head around and watched Aiden roll his eyes with a shrug as if it was the most normal thing in the world. “I was bored,” Aiden chuckled.

Tyler rolled his eyes and began walking away. “Close the lights on your way out,” He commanded and heard the sound of the switch flick as he walked the dark halls. A few quick footsteps and Aiden was beside Tyler, the two walked to Tyler’s room in silence.

“Can I sleep here?” Aiden questioned, closing the door behind him. Tyler turned around, putting on the best poker face he could manage but it was dark, it didn’t matter if he failed to control the heat in his cheeks. “You’re stupid,” Tyler only managed to get two words out and that was stupid.

Aiden scoffed and opened his phone, where did he even find that? It was a quick open and close before he walked past Tyler to his window. 

Tyler thought he was going to leave and he couldn’t tell whether that’d be heaven seeing that he could finally sleep in peace or hell because he would regret this decision later.

No, he heard the window shut behind him and he couldn’t turn around in time to see what Aiden was going to do next because he felt something against his back along with something around his waist.

“I’m cold,” Aiden spoke into Tyler’s shoulder sending shivers down his spine. There was a slight shudder in Aiden’s voice and his cheek felt cold against Tyler’s neck.

He froze. He looked down at the hands that intertwined at his abdomen reached for them and tried to unlock them. “D-Do you want me to get blankets?” Tyler was stuttering, he knew he was fucked. “W-Why are you h-hugging me?” If Tyler wasn’t screaming out loud then he was on the inside. Aiden wouldn’t let go and, damn, Aiden’s hands were unreasonably cold.

And Tyler’s face was unreasonably hot. He swore he was radiating heat at this point, his cheeks felt so hot he was going to get heatstroke.

“You’re really warm…” Aiden mumbled before finally lifting his head. “I’m also tired, by the way,” He chuckled softly, his breath tickling Tyler’s ear. “YOU’RE GOING TO KILL ME!!” Tyler shouted in his head as he froze again. “T-The fuck you want me to do!?” Tyler’s feelings got ahead of him and his voice was louder than it needed to be, he sounded like an idiot.

“I wanna sleep,” Aiden sighed, his breath hitting Tyler’s neck. Tyler had it. He wasn’t going to let this slide, he had to get Aiden off him before things got worse. 

Tyler blinked and started trying to get Aiden’s arm off him again. “T-Then go home and sleep!” Tyler argued, struggling to get Aiden’s arms off him and ignoring how Aiden tightened his grip. “Noooo!” Aiden whined, head hitting Tyler’s shoulder again. “It’s so cold outside!” Aiden suddenly let go of his own hands and took Tyler’s hands.

“See how cold my hands are!” Aiden wrapped his hands around Tyler’s and it was cold. Tyler tried so hard to control his heart, it was beating so painfully loud against his chest that he couldn’t even hear his thoughts. “Woah,” Aiden chuckled, “Your hands are really warm.”

“That’s it!” Tyler threw Aiden’s arms off him and spun around. “F-Fine! Go sleep on my bed or something!” Tyler huffed and turned around to leave the room. He couldn’t face Aiden anymore, everything was too much.

If he was tired before he was pumping with adrenaline now.

“Where are you going?” Aiden questioned, not moving from his position. Tyler took Taylor’s pillow and blanket from the spot on her bottom bunk before approaching the door. “Sleeping downstairs,” Tyler finally got his voice to calm down now Aiden wasn’t that close anymore. “My spot’s on the top, by the way–” “--We aren’t sleeping together?”

Tyler froze, his hand was reaching for the doorknob and Aiden just had to let his mouth run. “W-What!?” Tyler whipped his head around and Aiden was standing with his head tilted. Tyler couldn’t read Aiden’s facial expression like this but it’s not like he was going to get closer to find out.

“I-I don’t know!” Aiden blurted out, “I thought we were just gonna sleep in your bed or something..” Tyler tried so hard not to scream. “...together…?” His voice was quiet and it cracked, he sounded like a mouse. He didn’t even know if Aiden heard him but there was a nod. “Yeah,” Aiden answered, his voice calmer than Tyler’s.

Tyler was more excited than he should’ve been. The thought of being in bed with Aiden. On Tyler’s not wide enough bed. Close together.

Fuck, Aiden really did have Tyler head over heels for him.

Tyler opened his mouth but nothing came out, he wanted to say yes. Say something like “Aiden, I’m in love with you and I will gladly go to bed with you” but no, Tyler was speechless. Out of all the times his vocal chords decided to stop working it had to be now. 

“Say something!” Tyler shouted at himself.

Aiden cleared his throat. “...Okay so I made things awkward,” He sighed and Tyler could see him rub his face. “Ugh…Sorry,” Aiden apologized, “I’ll just sleep downstairs or leave or–” “--No! W-We can sleep!” Tyler finally managed to talk and he didn’t care how loud he was being or if he was showing more excitement than he should be.

He wasn’t going to let this opportunity pass.

Tyler put Taylor’s blanket and pillow back on her bed, his phone getting lost somewhere in that. “Come on,” Tyler began climbing the ladder to the top and Aiden followed. Tyler crawled onto the bed before turning around and watching Aiden do the same.

Aiden let out a sigh as he fell on the bed, head in Tyler’s pillow. Tyler’s pillow. 

Aiden looked at Tyler who was only sitting up. “Are you going to lie down?” Aiden snickered and Tyler had to throw his feelings out the window for two seconds if he wanted to move. Tyler didn’t respond, he wanted to but couldn’t think of a proper response so he silently got under the covers as Aiden did the same.

“Am I dreaming? I’m going to cry if I’m dreaming,” Tyler put his head down. Right beside Aiden’s. Yeah, he’s so fucked.

Aiden shuddered again, how cold can this guy be? “Are you still cold?” Tyler knitted his brows and began sitting up again. “I-I can get more blankets,” Tyler offered, “Yeah, I’ll just get more blankets…” Before he could fully sit up, Aiden pulled him back down, arm wrapping around Tyler’s torso.

Once Tyler’s back hit the bed, he felt something on top of him.

“I’ll get warm eventually,” Aiden spoke into Tyler’s chest.

In a matter of seconds, Aiden pulled Tyler down and laid his head on Tyler.

Tyler’s heart was beating so fast he knew Aiden could hear it, he was positive. He was so sure Aiden could feel it beating, hear it. He was so screwed.

“Like I said,” Aiden mumbled, “You’re really warm…” 

“Yep, this is a dream,” Tyler eventually relaxed but his face was still warm and his heart wouldn’t calm down. Aiden had wrapped his arms around Tyler and entangled their legs under the covers. Tyler was still, letting Aiden do whatever at this point.

To think this was all happening because Tyler didn’t go downstairs fast enough. Because he didn’t turn around in time. Because he had to open the message from Aiden and open his window. He had to.

And he didn’t regret it. 

Aiden was against him, breath tickling his chest as Aiden shuddered yet again.

“...I can get blankets–”

“--Shut up and go to sleep.”

Yeah, Tyler didn’t regret it one bit.

He hesitantly raised his hand before putting it on Aiden’s head. He waited for a response: none. He ran his hands through Aiden’s hair.

“Am I really doing this right now?” Tyler held his breath and closed his eyes, twirling strands of hair in between his fingers, his heart was doing backflips.

Out of nowhere, Aiden started shuffling a bit, lifting himself off the bed for a second before lying back down.

But instead of his head on Tyler’s chest, he had moved up so his head was resting in the crook of Tyler’s neck. His chest was against Tyler’s, nearly on top of it, and his leg draped over Tyler’s thigh. Suddenly, Tyler felt something touch his hand, Aiden’s.

Tyler couldn’t tell if this was an invitation to hold hands but they’re basically cuddling and holding hands is usually before that.

So Tyler moved his hand and Aiden took it immediately, intertwinning their hands. He could feel Aiden smile against his neck.

Tyler was going to explode. He was going to die. Something was going to happen to Tyler and it was because of Aiden Clark, something always happened to Tyler because of Aiden Clark. Tyler’s peace got invaded because of Aiden Clark, Tyler couldn’t think properly around Aiden because of, well, Aiden Clark, and Tyler’s heart would beat rapidly because of Aiden Clark.

Aiden this, Aiden that.

God, Tyler was obsessed.

He was head over heels.

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part 2:

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idk if you are writing much for sbg, let alone how to request much, but could you do romantic or platonic sbg (or just Tyler and Ben) with reader with like long curly hair, similar to Sunday kalogeras and she doesn't know what to do with it most the time.

-> context: curly haired girls are so fine

-> fandom: school bus graveyard

-> warnings: none?

TYLER

Sometimes you had no idea of how to manage your hair. You swore it had a mind of its own. Spiraling curls that framed your face like storm clouds. Most days, your let it roam free, more out of surrender than choice. You owned six different hair products, none of which worked the same way twice. One morning it bounced like a shampoo commercial, the next it looked like you'd fought a bush and lost.

So somehow, through all that mess, Tyler still managed to find his own ways of liking it. "By the way, your hair looks good. I like it like that. Just… thought you should know."

That compliment caught you off guard but practically made your whole day. The way you beamed and awkwardly laughed with a small thanks made Tyler want to say more just to see you smile once again.

The wind picked up once again, the sky gray and blinding. Your hair, predictably, went wild once again. "Ugh," You muttered, brushing it back. "I should just shave it off."

Tyler glances at you, thinking for a moment before muttering, "Don’t."

You squinted at him, pausing your walk, "Don’t what?"

"Shave it," He said. Then shrugged, as if it was nothing. "I mean. It’s... Food. Like that. Or however it is. Doesn’t matter."

"You think my hair’s good." You asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah." He sounds like he’s admitting a war crime. "I mean, it’s a mess, but it works. On you." He shifted on his feet awkwardly and you forced yourself not to chuckle in amusement at his sudden bashfulness. "I like it."

You stared at him for a moment, though he avoided eye contact like it was physically painful. "...You like my hair?"

He exhaled hard. "I like you. The hair’s just part of it. Unfortunately." He rubbed the back of his neck, looking ready to bolt.

She blinks, stunned, before standing beside him once again with a chuckle. "You suck at this," she says.

"Yeah," He sighed. But it was worth it to see you smile at him.

BEN

Some mornings, it feels like your hair wakes up before you do. You've watched enough tutorials to know you're supposed to love your curls. Embrace the volume. Romanticize the frizz. But you’re not sure how to “romanticize” waking up with your head looking like that.

You've tried tying them up, taming them with pins, wrapping them in scarves, only for a stubborn curl to spring free like it’s laughing at your efforts. Sometimes you catch people staring, and you're never sure if it's admiration or awe at how you haven't burst into flames from sheer frustration

You were fussing with your hair, again. You turned to see Ben staring at you with a slight smile before he noticed your gaze. He paused, cheeks tinted pink before he quickly signed 'Beautiful'. HUH?! You opened your mouth to ask him to elaborate before Aiden had caught his attention with a ladybug.

It was late afternoon and you were sitting with Ben in the park. Aiden and Taylor were doing an arm wrestle as Ashlynn begrudgingly recorded and Tyler and Logan watched.

Your curls were frizzy from the humidity, and you were constantly pushing them behind your ears. “I don’t even know why I bother with this hair.” You muttered.

Ben stared at you for a moment before gently reaching out and tucking a stray curl behind your ear. “What are you doing?” You asked.

He held your gaze for just a moment longer before giving you that adorable smile of his you loved. "They're really pretty." He typed on his phone.

You stared at him with slightly wide eyes before smiling bashfully. Warmth filled your chest, making your hands tingle and your legs shake slightly. "... Thanks."

(A/n: keep in mind I DO NOT HAVE CURLY HAIR, so i am unfamiliar with this ask! so sorry if this is wrong and please tell me in the comments!)

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❝ THINGS THEY DO THAT GIVE YOU BUTTERFLIES ! ❞ ╰┈➤ MHA EDITION

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ includes: shoto todoroki, kirishima eijirou, hitoshi shinsou, denki kaminari, katsuki bakugou, izuku midoriya, sero hanta

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ warnings: suggestive? ig lmao, mentions of marijuana/drug usage

BAKUGOU KATSUKI

✮ helps you do your skincare and looks at your face so focused as he rubs aquaphor/vaseline on your skin

✮ holds you by the waist while walking across the street

✮ just something about the way he says “c’mere.” man

✮ will fight people to sit next to you when y’all go out to eat with friends

✮ when he’s stopping you from going somewhere or doing something stupid he forces you into a hug, burying your face into his chest as he restrains you

✮ wipes food off the corner of your mouth and eye crust off the corner of your eyes

✮ lifts you up off the ground and throws you over his shoulder with ease

✮ kisses your hands from your fingertips to your palms

✮ gives you rides to places y’all get invited to even if he’s not going because he wants you to be safe

✮ adjusts your bonnet/scarf for you while you lay down (and if you wear glasses– he takes them off for you when you fall asleep with them on accidentally)

✮ grabs you by your neck to kiss you.

✮ makes you put your face in the camera on facetime and constantly telling you “get off paused”

TODOROKI SHOTO

✮ insists on feeding you his food every time he gets something to eat and you’re in his vicinity— he’ll just bring food up to your mouth and say “open”

✮ and shares drinks without not caring one bit about swapping spit

✮ mindlessly kisses your cheek while he studies sitting next to you

✮ will sit in the bathroom with you while you pee

✮ leans his forehead against yours before/after kissing you

✮ brings you around his friends because he wants them to love you as much as he does

✮ constantly hugging you from behind

✮ is quick to defend you any time his father says something slick, and will tell endeavour about himself immediately

✮ will carry you up the stairs if you feel lazy

✮ has a habit of spoiling you that he has no intention of breaking

✮ says “bless you” with the sweetest voice every time you sneeze, and pats your back every time you cough

✮ brushes hair out of your face even if you don’t notice it there

✮ he has a hard time with feelings, so on special occasion— or if he just feels like it, he’ll write you lengthy love letters signed with his initial and a heart at the end

MIDORIYA IZUKU

✮ lays you in his lap when he studies so he can still hold you while he’s occupied

✮ if you even utter the words “i want”, he’s buying it.

✮ always offers to tie your shoes

✮ drags his y’s when he calls you baby or honey (“but babyyyy”)

✮ holds your hand in front of his friends with no shame

✮ wears anything you buy him no matter if it matches his wardrobe or not

✮ licks his lips a lot

✮ lets you mindless play with his hair and he does the same with you

✮ gives the best massages known to man

✮ bounces his leg often, especially when you’re sitting in lap

✮ also always hugs your waist when you sit in his lap

✮ has a highlight for you on his main instagram account that he’s constantly updating because he’s constantly posting you

✮ rushes to zip up your jacket for you before you can do it yourself

✮ pats your head to tease you

SERO HANTA

✮ always throw his arm over your shoulder when he sits next to you on the couch

✮ when you try to get sassy with him he straight up laughs in your face and noogies you

✮ lifts you up to sit on the counter while he fixes himself something to eat in the kitchen

✮ laughs when you show him guys talking to themselves in your dm requests

✮ smiles at you with half open eyes when you smoke together

✮ also the best trip sitter in the world

✮ quick to call you and ask what you want went he grabs something to eat for himself

✮ if you hug him standing up while he’s sitting down he hugs you tight around your waist and leans his head in your stomach

✮ willingly lets you drive his car and if you don’t know how to drive, has no problem teaching you

✮ lets you sit in his lap when he’s on the phone or on the game

KIRISHIMA EIJIROU

✮ gives you princess treatment. always.

✮ literally has a seat cover on his passenger seat that says “princess” that he puts on whenever he’s about to have you in his car

✮ holds your hand and walks you down the stairs

✮ offers to wash your hair for you

✮ will send you money without a question if you even utter the words “i’m hungry” or “i want..”

✮ carries you everywhere even when it’s not necessary

✮ always refers to you as “my lady” or “my baby” to other people— he barely uses your name.

✮ brushes your hair and puts lotion on for you

✮ geniunely enjoys going perfume shopping with you and will try different ones out to help you choose

✮ fixes your posture if you’re hunching while sitting

✮ pokes your cheek when he thinks you look cute or if he just feels like it

✮ king of forehead kisses, he gave you ones even when y’all were just friends

KAMINARI DENKI

✮ looks at you with glossy eyes while you’re high together, making direct contact as he stares at your lips while you talk and licks his own as he plans his next action

✮ is constantly calling you “baby”

✮ throws his head back as he gulps down a can of soda, his adam’s apple bobbing up and down his neck as he gives you an amazing view of his jawline

✮ certified french kissing addict

✮ says “hmm?” in a soft tone to tease you- or when he genuinely does not hear you

✮ puts his hands over yours to show you how to do something

✮ squishes your cheeks when you pout and laughs in your face

✮ kisses your neck in a sweet way, not even to start something

✮ him playing guitar. that’s all i need to say.

✮ wipes the food of the corner of your mouth and licks it off his thumb, just so casually

✮ in general- casually touches you in a way or says things that leave you flustered out of words and acts like it’s nothing (sometimes it’s not even on purpose)

✮ does that hand/finger motion with his two fingers when he wants you to hand him something or come over to him (ik y’all know what i’m talking about)

✮ feeds you his food and asks you to feed him, leading to yall always feeding each other when yall go out to get food— even around y’all’s friends

HITOSHI SHINSOU

✮ pulls in his lap whenever he feels like it and rests his hand on your thigh, rubbing it with his thumb

✮ “use your words” –in the most casual way possible.

✮ will check you every time you have an attitude just to get you flustered

✮ makes you maintain eye contact with him when you’re flustered and will tease you endlessly

✮ whispers in your ear in public (mainly to talk shit)

✮ while give you his jacket in public without you asking and just let you keep it after you go home

✮ rolls blunts for you while fake complaining that you need to learn how to roll (he’d still roll for you even if you did)

✮ smacks his lip and rolls his eyes lot

✮ taps his finger on his desk or the arm of his chair when he’s thinking

✮ leans his head back on his chair often

✮ prefers you to face him when he has you on his lap

© rumisgf

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I think bakugou needed to be a little more honest with himself throughout the series because he's actually THE biggest shouto supporter there ISSSS.

like "oh I don't care about him," but you decided to change your approach when dealing with troublesome kids because you remembered how he was raised and wanted to take his feelings and past into consideration..

you were also trying to lighten up his mood by making a slight joke when he had to face his brother??

AND you were the first person cheering him on when he won the fight??

you're a liar. I also saw you stop dead in your tracks and wait for him to catch up to you..

finally, after everything, you now sit next to him like you guys are best friends or some shit. probably even gossip or sumn.

but yeah ok. you don't care 🤷🏽‍♀️

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Till grieving Mizi (round six):

Then Till grieving Ivan (final round):

Conclusion: Bisexual

(Real conclusion: Till cares deeply about all his friends and is understandably under immense stress. Also bisexual)

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I’ve always loved the parallel between these two encounters.

The way Mizi and Till notice Sua and Ivan first and look at them with sparkling eyes, while Sua and Ivan return their gaze with lifeless, empty stares—but they still look back. I also thought it might be the first time Mizi and Till see another human maybe (in Till’s case, he doesn’t even really remember his mother) so they’re simply fascinated by someone like them. I imagine Mizi must have felt very lonely. After all, she lived with a loving and kind Guardian, and then suddenly she’s alone, locked away in this box heading to Anakt Garden. And then she notices Sua, who looks beautiful, immaculate, and perfect. It mirrors their relationship well, which seems ideal and flawless at first glance. Meanwhile, Till must have been just as lonely since he’s been “on sale” for who knows how long, and he hates the aliens. Maybe Ivan is the first human he sees pass by. Till is curious and fascinated, even though Ivan has imperfections at that moment—but that’s what makes him human. It reflects their imperfect relationship, rooted deeply in their reality.

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A list of things I can now infer properly about Ivan's Nowhere!!

Now that the song is officially out and a bit of context about it was posted on Alien Stage's official page, here's some collected thoughts and things:

+ We now know this was recorded at some point in Ivan's time in Anakt Garden, which makes it his earliest song. Stating the obvious but good to have confirmation that this expression of his feelings came way before what he wrote in Black Sorrow.

+ Ivan did compose and write for himself independently, which he previously wasn't shown to be inclined to, so it's nice to know too.

+ Being a private song that he did intend to keep that way (as he hid or discarded the CD), it makes sense that Nowhere is much more openly emotional, vulnerable and defeatist than the latter Black Sorrow, which was made with public performance in mind.

+ Ivan has always been cagey about his feelings, but knowing the context of Nowhere (personal, private, done without outside input), it turns out it IS the raw contrast between his feelings of love and the impression that he's unlovable/only knows how to love wrongly anyway/destined to be unwanted (what he started with at the intro vs what he went with for the rest).

+ My doubts about some of the self-deprecating parts are now cleared up!! 

I was wondering if the bits about his "disgusting teeth" and "cruel lips" were a general expression of guilt for selfishly kissing Till in Cure, but having a timeframe for when he wrote this song, it seems more likely that Ivan wrote that over the guilt of WANTING to kiss Till in the first place. Might be related to the disgust Till showed him when first learning what kissing was; it would make sense that it resulted in Ivan feeling twisted/guilty.

I think those are all my first realizations / impressions. Gonna write a proper, larger interpretation piece on this song and contrast between Ivan's emotional state here vs Black Sorrow later!!

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You can NOT convince me that the only thing in Till’s mind during R6 was Mizi and her missing status

Ive seen so many posts and reels saying how he was “so depressed during the 6th round because of Mizi and was ready to die without her in his life”.

WRONG

You’re telling me he’s ready to give up his life solely for the reason that his idol and his friend is most probably dead while the closest person in his life is put in a death game against himself in which only one can live?

Till was concerned about Mizi, very much too if I say so myself, but Ivan was also one of those concerns.

When Mizi lost the round against Luka, you could see the way Till looks at her - he was heartbroken. And then she went missing and who knows what happened to her. He was horrified, of course he was, she was his light, his sun, his idol, his hope, his everything. That doesn’t mean she was his only source of misery.

At the end of the all-in animation, we see Till punching the screen where his image is shown to compete against Ivan. He hated the fact that he would have to compete against Ivan, his best friend, the closest person to him in all of Anakt garden. Even though their relationship has been tumultuous, Ivan was still his closest link. Heck, when they were not fighting or bickering Till genuinely seemed to enjoy Ivan’s presence.

At the end of round 3 as Ivan is close to finishing his singing (and i must confess i saw this in a reel on instagram) we can see Till is conscious - with a serene expression too - and his collar has a very clear green light - indicating his mood is, well, good.

That light had NO reason to glow green considering Till was bleeding a lot.

But it was.

The only reason i can come up with is that Till was comforted by/liked Ivan’s voice, so much so that the pain of the wounds on his head was overshadowed by Ivan. Till did care.

and then he finds out he’s supposed to go against Ivan in round 6. What a joke. His idol was gone and they wanted to take away his (his what? Friend? Best friend? Enemy? Universe? Wait what-) too?

He weighed his options and decided his life was just not worth it without Mizi and Ivan in them. Both Mizi. And. Ivan. If Mizi was his sun then Ivan was his moon.

that was the plan anyway before Ivan said nope and sacrificed himself. Now that rekindled a fire in Till, a fire that had gone missing with Mizi and was supposed to die with him before Ivan thwarted his plans, a fire to give his best and to live, for Ivan. Not Mizi, Ivan, because Ivan gave his life for Till and oh Till could now see everything Ivan was in his life (his god, his universe—), Ivan who could have won against Luka at any given time, Ivan who showed him freedom and at last, Ivan who was his everything.

ahem. Point is y’all stop saying Till never cared about Ivan he loved him just as dearly as Mizi its just neither of them knew how to express their emotions in a healthy way and didn’t realise their true feelings since they never experienced normal and healthy human interaction

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something i love about parkour civ!evbo is that he’s like flawed as a character . which is stupid to say but evbo (cc) could’ve totally made evbo this nice heroic character but no , evbo clawed & cheated & bribed his way up the ranks and is even a little egotistical about it all . but also he’s my babygirl and he’s done no wrong and even if he did he was just having a bad day

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Selfshippers with memory problems !!

Your f/o will never ever ridicule or belittle you for them. If you answer with "I forgot" or "I don't know", they'll never scoff or insult you. They'll understand and will accommodate for you. If you forget to do a task, such as a self-care one, your f/o would patiently remind you to do it without yelling at you. Forgetfulness is never your fault, and your f/o knows that because they love you so much

pr0$h1p dni

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hello selfshippers... imagine your f/o is sleeping and they're resting their head against something... and it squishes their cheek... 🥺🥺

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Cant find x readers with misaki so im settling for ronin :(

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(You definitely don’t know me from the server shhhhh)

Okay hear me out. Ronin with. With a trans guy reader who is a total fucking simp. Absolutely obsessed to the point that it’s unhealthy. Follows him around irl and in chat like a puppy

Perchance

finally a request like this. Man, i love you/p

The hum of your phone screen glows against your face as you scroll through the messages in the group chat, your thumb hovering just above the keyboard. Ronin’s last text is pinned at the top like a beacon—a snarky, careless thing he dropped hours ago. "Bored. Someone entertain me. Or don’t. I’ll live."

Your heart skips just reading it. The rest of the chat moves fast—memes, shitposts, stupid jokes—but all you care about is when he’ll type again. He’s addictive, like a song you can’t stop playing on repeat, no matter how sick it makes you.

You’re already perched on his every word like a moth to a flame, hanging on for that next little crumb of attention. It's pathetic, really—you know that—but you’ve long stopped caring.

Because it's Ronin. He breathes chaos and leaves a trail of destruction, but to you, every step he takes is gold. You follow him in real life, too. Not in a creepy, serial-killer way, no—just… close. Close enough that he knows you’re there, always orbiting him like a loyal moon to his sun. You’re his shadow, and you love it that way.

Some people would call this obsession. Maybe they’d be right. But it’s not like you care. It’s Ronin, after all. You don’t know how it started—when that fascination began to bloom and curl around your brain like ivy—but now it feels like he’s embedded under your skin, and the idea of pulling him out makes you itch.

You trail him everywhere, half on instinct. When he leaves the garage, you’re there. When he starts up his bike, you’re already climbing onto yours, a silent tail. When he’s at the diner, you're sitting two booths over, scrolling your phone with one ear always tuned to the sound of his voice.

And when he’s online, of course you’re in the chat. He notices you, sometimes—throws you a bone with a sarcastic message or some mocking pet name. The attention? It’s intoxicating.

You live for the crumbs.

Headcanons

Ronin knew from the moment you started hanging around him like a shadow that you were obsessed. And god, does he love it. He can smell your obsession from a mile away—the way your eyes light up whenever he so much as glances at you. It’s like a drug to him.

You don’t even try to hide it. If Ronin’s got something to do—whether it’s fixing a car, hanging out at the shop, or even just running errands—you’re right there. Arms crossed, wide-eyed, fidgeting with excitement as you follow him like a lovesick puppy.

“You always this clingy, or is it just me?” he’d smirk. And when you stammer, his grin just widens. Oh, he lives for the way your face heats up every time he teases you.

“I—I just like being around you…”

“Yeah, I bet you do.”

In group chats, it’s even worse. You blow up the server with messages directed solely at Ronin—memes, jokes, random questions about his day. Even if no one else responds, it doesn’t matter. You’re laser-focused on him, waiting for even the smallest crumb of attention.

When Ronin finally sends a “👍,” you light up like it’s the best thing to ever happen. And ohhh, he notices.

“Damn, dude, I send one emoji and you’re already planning our wedding?”

You, typing faster than light: “I would actually marry you, no lie.”

“I know.”

Ronin plays it cool—smug as hell—but it feeds something deep inside him ego, too. He likes being adored, needed. He likes knowing that you’d do anything for him.

And yeah, it’s kind of messed up, but he leans into it—leaving little breadcrumbs just to see how far you’ll go.

"What, you gonna follow me to the bathroom too?" he says with a raised brow. And you? You'd consider it.

The power imbalance? Oh, it’s palpable. And Ronin? He owns it. He sees how much you crave him and revels in it—letting his words hang just long enough to keep you chasing after more.

But every now and then, he throws you a bone. A rare smile, a lazy “good boy” when you’ve been particularly helpful, or even a hand through your hair when you’ve been good. And it wrecks you. Completely.

“You’re so easy to please, y’know that?” he mutters, smirking down at you. And the worst part? He’s absolutely right.

When Things Get Messy…

There are times when your obsession starts to wear at Ronin’s patience—not that he’d ever tell you outright. Instead, he pushes boundaries, seeing how far you’ll bend before you break. He loves testing people, and you’re no different.

“You ever think of getting a hobby that’s not me?” he’ll ask, leaning in with that smug, infuriating grin. And you’ll just shake your head, dead serious.

“You are my hobby.”

Sometimes, he ghosts you for a day or two—just to see how you’ll react. And predictably, you fall apart, blowing up his messages and spiraling in chat until you finally get that one-word reply.

“Relax, I ain’t dead.”

You cling to that message like it’s air after drowning. And Ronin? He’s grinning on the other end of the screen.

But there’s a limit to his games. He’s not heartless, after all. If he ever senses you truly spiraling—if the obsession starts tipping into dangerous territory—he reins it in, albeit in his own way.

“Alright, kid, c’mere.” He’ll grab your wrist and pull you in close, hand on the back of your neck, holding you still until you stop shaking. “You’re not gonna lose me, yeah? I’m not going anywhere. Breathe.”

The truth? Ronin always knew you were obsessed. It wasn’t even subtle. From the way your messages filled his notifications to the way you hovered just a bit too long at the shop, fidgeting with your hands, waiting for any scrap of attention he threw your way. You were everywhere—IRL, in chat, maybe even haunting his dreams if he had any.

And the worst part? He loved it.

“Didn’t think you’d show up today,” Ronin says, voice low and smug as you stand awkwardly in the doorway of the garage. You’ve been standing there for twenty minutes—he knows, because he was counting. Just watching you fidget like a lovesick idiot until he couldn’t take it anymore and had to drag you in by your metaphorical leash.

“Of course I showed up,” you say a little too fast, cheeks burning under his gaze. “I always show up.”

He hums, tilting his head, the corner of his mouth curling into that infuriating smirk that makes your heart race. “Yeah, you do.”

Your stomach twists in a knot. That mix of shame and excitement blooms in your chest, and you shift on your feet, fingers drumming anxiously against your thigh. He knows, and worse than that, he enjoys it.

Ronin leans casually against the workbench, wiping his hands on a grease-stained rag, his dark plum hair messy beneath his beanie. “What’re you after, puppy? You need somethin’, or you just here to follow me around again?”

Puppy.

You hate how much you love that nickname—hate how it makes your skin prickle with heat, how your mind blanks when he calls you that like it’s normal. It makes you feel pathetic, and Ronin knows it.

But God, you don’t care. You live for it.

“I—uh—” You stammer, stumbling over your words. There’s a wrench in his hand, and somehow, he looks hotter holding it than any human being should. “I just—wanted to see you.”

His grin widens, teeth showing now like a predator cornering his prey. “That so?”

You nod, swallowing hard. “Yeah.”

Ronin chuckles, low and dangerous, and takes a step closer—slow, deliberate. He’s enjoying this way too much. “Y’know, most people’d call this stalking.”

You flinch, heat burning the back of your neck. “I—I’m not stalking.”

“Oh?” He raises an eyebrow, clearly entertained. “So what do you call it then?”

You chew your lip, heart pounding so hard you swear he can hear it. “I—”

“You just can’t help yourself, can you?” He’s right in front of you now, close enough that you can smell the faint scent of cigarettes and motor oil clinging to him. His gaze is heavy, like he’s trying to peel you apart and see what makes you tick. And damn it all, you like it.

“No,” you admit softly, barely above a whisper. It’s pathetic, really, how easily you fold under his gaze. “I can’t.”

Ronin hums, like that’s exactly what he expected. His fingers tilt your chin up, forcing you to meet his gaze. “That’s cute, y’know. In a sad, fucked-up way.”

Your breath catches, and for a second, you think your legs might give out. You’re so screwed.

“Tell you what,” Ronin murmurs, his voice a low purr against your ear. “Stick around. Maybe I’ll throw you a bone if you’re good.”

Your knees nearly buckle at that.

Later, in the group chat, it only gets worse.

You: u were so cool today i think i might die fr Ronin: [🎥: “This idiot said they’d die if I breathed at ‘em.”] Uploaded to the server bot. Looping.

Angel: 💀💀💀 this is like watching a car crash in slow motion V: The simping is unreal. Stop this madness immediately. Misaki: lmfaooo you deserve this humiliation ngl

You bury your face in your hands as the bot repeats your voice for the fourth time—“u were so cool today i think i might die fr”.

And Ronin? Ronin’s grinning ear to ear, kicking back as chaos unfolds, thoroughly enjoying your downfall.

“See, puppy?” His message pings in chat. “Told you I’d throw you a bone.”

And despite the overwhelming embarrassment, all you can do is type back:

You: i hate u so much rn

And then:

You: see u tomorrow? 🥺

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Something to think about regarding Anya

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anya and daisuke playing dti on roblox together. daisuke outplacing anya because even though her outfit was gorgeous, his was a hilarious spin on the theme. anya accidentally gets her roblox account banned for cussing him out.