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do you trust me? [tamsy caines x fem!reader insert]

song inspiration: my boi —billie eilish

author's note: mild spoilers. just read at your own risk. I apologize if tamsy is ooc.

warnings: just fluff.

synopsis: in which tamsy wants you to trust him.

"Do you trust me?"

You didn't trust Tamsy as far as you could throw him. But that didn't stop your foot from slipping and your body from tipping backwards. Before your instincts could kick in, before your skull could meet the ground, you felt gravity stop. You didn't open your eyes until you felt his breath tickling your cheeks.

Tamsy.

He was so close, yet so far away. A glimmer of an upside down smirk rested on his lips, stretching the marks on his face. Marks you didn't have the courage to stare at until now.

"Where'd you get those scars from?" You asked, remaining upside down as Tamsy's effortless hold on your shoulders kept you only a few inches from the ground. You didn't know what compelled you to ask such a question at a time like this, but it was all you could think to do to keep yourself from staring into his questionable gaze.

"The less you know, the better," he said, as the world turned right side up and did a 180. Tamsy straightened your posture, his tall frame reminding you how small you were in comparison—even with a pair of skates on. Automatically, your hands gripped onto the fabric of his long attire to keep you from slipping again. He lifted a brow at this, though the ends of his lips curved upwards. You felt his hand brush at an imaginary wrinkle on your shoulder. "We can just count your misstep as a...necessary trust fall," he whispered before you released him.

You furrowed your brows as you grabbed onto a nearby rail to keep your balance. "Thanks for catching me, but I wouldn't exactly call me nearly breaking my neck on these skates a trust fall." You grunted as you managed to get into a comfortable standing position after a couple of seconds of wobbling to your feet. You gripped the rail with both hands, knuckles tense. "Nor, would I call it necessary."

Tamsy shrugged, lanky arms at his sides. "Mistakes are inevitable," he said as he glided near you, "But, otherwise necessary."

You lifted a brow. "I don't think you're making any sense."

"Says the cleaner with two left feet." Tamsy tapped your left skate with his right one as he pulled up to next to you. Without so much as a warning, he looped his arm through yours, prompting you to lean against his tall frame. He gently tugged you from the rail. You let go of it reluctantly, your breath hitching.

For a while you both glided across the ground throughout town. With every wobble, your grip on Tamsy's arm tightened. Passing over rocky terrain was like riding a roller coaster, but Tamsy never once let you fall. In fact, he seemed a little too relaxed. So much so, that he would hum or chuckle every so often at your soft gasps that derived from your occasional imbalances.

"You're a natural."

You took his compliment with a grain of salt. Within months of knowing Tamsy, you had already figured him out to be a snake. A garden snake or a rattlesnake—you still weren't quite sure which suited him best.

"I mean it," he clarified, lips going into a straight line, though his eyes still remained aglow like a month to a flame. You two eventually came to a slow halt, your free hand finding the corner of a brick wall. "Putting on the skates was half the battle. You practically won the war, y/n."

"And I only fell once," you pointed out.

"And you nearly fell once," he corrected proudly as he slid to the ground next to you while you were already reaching for your laces. "That's pretty impressive."

"Well, I had an interesting teacher."

You both held each other's gaze at this. Tamsy's fingers had somehow found their way to your skates, hovering over one of the bunny ears that kept them secure there. Your fingers lingered on the other loop of the lace— halfway undone.

Tamsy shrugged nonchalantly. "You have passion, which makes teaching a lot easier," he said with a friendly grin. He looked down at your skates, his forefinger now wrapped around the loop he was holding. "May I?"

With a quiet nod, you leaned back against the brick wall as Tamsy took it upon himself to untie your skates. You didn't realize how tightly they had been secured to your feet until the loops were undone. It was mere seconds before your socked feet were resting on solid ground again.

"We should do this again sometime," You said as you gathered both skates with one hand and sat them next to you. Tamsy had managed to squeeze closer to you, the sliver of dirt between you no longer visible.

"Only if you promise to say you'll trust me."

"Fine," you said with a playful roll of your eyes, despite the truth you were hiding in your gut. "I trust you, Tamsy Caines."

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kurama headcannons —fem!xreader

summary: random fluffy kurama headcannons!

warnings; none, just fluff!

pretty sure you and kurama's relationship could be summed up as friends to lovers. it didn't take long for you two hit it off, given how similar you both were in personality. you both were smart, bookworms who were always neck in neck when it came to obtaining the highest score in math class.

you always managed to get one point higher. and one day, kurama got the courage to ask you to tutor him. the rest is history.

in an effort to keep your relationship thriving, kurama kept the origin of who he really was from you. he always saw you as delicate in his eyes and wanted to do as much as possible to spare you from any sort of angst.

the gentlemanly type, he's most likely to show up randomly and surprise you with flowers (obviously lol).

he prefers quality time with you over anything. with time being so fleeting, he gives you his undivided attention when you both are together.

when it comes to you, he won't hesitate to stand up for you at all costs.

he'd kill an army of S class demons for you; calmly intimidate a man who didn't apologize for bumping into your shoulder in passing on the street; or even shoot a glare at a random stranger who even thinks of looking at you funny.

whenever you ask him about his childhood, you often catch a hesitation in his eyes. like he doesn't want to reveal the whole truth despite his story checking out.

you've questioned him once about this and he smiles, tells you it's nothing, and presses a kiss to your temple.

you never press too much, assuming his childhood was complicated underneath the surface.

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coachella vibes—seongwha x idol!reader

summary; in which you catch up with your favorite member of ateez at coachella.

author's note: first time writing a kpop fic. please be kind!

Divider by: @plutism

You had been fiddling with the strap of your dress all night.

"Alright everyone, squeeze in tight!"

The pulsating hum from the music bass in the background jostled your heart against your chest. It didn't help that you were shoved between your group mate and Seongwha - who you hadn't seen since the promotion of Ateez and [insert your kpop group name] song collaboration last year.

Although you obviously knew way in advance that [insert your kpop group name] and Ateez were performing on separate nights at Coachella, running into Park Seongwha still threw you for a loop. During the promotion of each groups' shared song, you two had gotten closer than intended - a well kept hushed secret that was made of prolonged eye contact, inconspicuous flirtatious smiles, and subtle, gentle nudges of each other's arms and shoulders in passing.

"A little closer!" The camera man said while holding the phone horizontally to ensure everyone fit in the picture.

You felt Seongwha shuffle closer to you, the fabric of his shirt rubbing against your bare arm. You two had been positioned at the very end of the line, thanks to your closest bandmate.

Oh, if only you weren't surrounded by wandering eyes, you would give your friend a good—

"This okay?"

His arm fell across your shoulders as he leaned in, subtly tucking you to his side. Your eyes widened, though naturally, you molded into him as he drew a peace sign with his other hand that happened to be stuck in his pocket.

"Yeah." It was the only word your mouth could produce as you drew your own signature peace sign.

The camera flashed multiple times before the cameraman told everyone to 'look cool' this time.

You and Seongwha dropped your cute peace signs simultaneously. He shifted and stuck his hand into his pocket. Meanwhile, your hands stuck out from the front pocket of your jeans, one knee bent so you looked more relaxed.

Click. Click. Click.

"Long time no see, right?"

"Tell me about it," You replied under your breath as the group either switched poses or facial expressions. You could hear your groupmates laughing and talking with the rest of the group. "We should definitely do this more often," you joked.

He chuckled lightly. "What? Take pictures or catch up?"

"Both," you said between the next set of clicks.

"Agreed."

Seongwha dropped his arm from your shoulder, shifting the loose shoulder strap of your blouse to the upper part of your bicep. You had forgotten about the darn thing until now. It had been a nuisance all night - seeming to fall off your shoulder every time a wave of nervous energy coursed through you. But your stylist insisted this was the perfect night to show it off to the world of Coachella. You internally groaned.

But before you could reach for the fabric, Seongwha had already draped it back onto your shoulder securely before loosely resting his forearm on your shoulder, posing another time. You were quick to flash a smile just before the last picture was taken.

"Thanks," you mumbled as the group began to disperse. You hiked the strap higher, ensuring this slip up wouldn't happen again...at least not while you were both interacting.

"Don't mention it," he said before the performer onstage began his set. Seongwha stepped towards you so his voice could be over the cheers from the crowd. His breath fanning your cheek. "Don't forget to kill it tomorrow, okay?"

And just like that, you were left with your group as the next artist's set began. You both were pulled into separate directions with your groupmates, sparing one last longing glance before the incoming rave music drowned out the sound of the crowd's screams.

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you snooze, you lose—fraken stein x fem!reader insert

Summary; in which stein attemps to find you guilty of sleeping while grading papers.

Warnings; none, just fluff!

Authors note; ask and you shall receive. thank you all for voting in my latest poll! expect another one soon!

"Getting sleepy, aren't we?"

You lifted your head from the stack of papers on your desk that were desperately in need of being graded. "Not at all. I'm just resting my eyes," you said, picking up the red pen that had somehow slipped from your fingers.

Stein scoffed, rolling towards your desk in the chair he sat in backwards. "Yeah, right, sleepy," he said, poking your cheek. "I saw you drooling."

Lazily, you slapped his hand away. "In your dreams, cheater. At least I'm actually grading papers." Playfully, you snatched the unlit cigarette from his lips and tossed it in the trashcan next to you. "Also, there's no smoking in my classroom."

Like a lost puppy, he braced his chin on his wrists and pouted, easing forward until his chair hit the front of your desk. You were now face to face with him, though you lowered your head back down to the essay you were in the middle of grading - right before he could place a kiss on your lips.

"But, I finished grading," he replied in playful defense.

You lifted your head and looked past his shoulder at the numerous stacks of paper haphazardly towered over a smooth wooden surface. You lifted a brow at your opponent.

"Okay...so I only graded one stack," he added quickly, sitting up in his chair, blocking your view of the mountain of papers behind him. "But at least I haven't snored yet."

"I do not snore," you said defensively as he began to laugh. In the midst of his contagious laughter, he threw his head back, the ceiling light reflecting off of his glasses. Before he could compose himself, he slipped and the chair went down with him in a loud crash.

Smirking, you peered over your desk at your boyfriend on the floor. Your chin resting in your palm.

"Aha! So you were sleeping!" He pointed at you from below, adjusting his glasses as if the chair had packed a good punch to his face on his way down.

"You have no proof," You said simply before standing from your chair. You turned to face the blackboard and began erasing your notes in hopes of getting more energy circulating through your veins.

"Ah, but I do, pretty," he replied, pulling himself to his feet. He wiped the dust from his lab coat and clumsily stepped over the squeaky chair before making his way towards you. Wordlessly, he took your wrist, the one erasing notes from the board, and held it up. "Exhibit A."

His thumb ran over the imprint marks from you leaning on your spiral bound notebook. The marks ran from the back of your hand to your forearm.

"So?" You gently took your wrist back and faced the board again. "Doesn't mean I was sleeping."

"Exhibit B," he said, continuing his charade. He reached out to touch your chin, gently turning your head to face him. His thumb swept just below your eyes. "Large pupils, droopy eyelids."

"Which indicate what, Stein?"

Stein smirked and whispered, "Sleep deprivation," before kissing your cheek.

You stifled a soft laugh and turned your chin away from his grasp. You playfully rolled your eyes despite the heat rising to your cheeks.

"And what's your final submission of evidence?" You asked before using your other hand to stifle an untimely yawn.

"Exhibit C," he said, pointing at you with a smirk.

Playfully, you swatted at him like he was a pesky fly, but he dodged your attempts easily. "Good thing you're a scientist," you mumbled in between yawns and giggles. "Because you'd be a terrible lawyer."

Nodding in agreement, he took both your cheeks in his hollowed hands and placed a kiss on your lips.

"Yeah, right. I'd be a fantastic lawyer, and you know it."

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haunted adventures with you—ft. haikyuu boys

summary; the boys go through a haunted house with you

warnings; just fluff

song; calling all the monsters -by thriii

*header images do not belong to me

author's note; happy fall!

"Heart thumps and you jump, coming down with goosebumps..."

"Shoyo...can we go through the haunted house?"

Asking Shoyo Hinata to go through a haunted house with you at the fall festival was a mistake. Of course, you were oblivious to the fact that he had been avoiding the haunted house all night. Between stuffing each other's faces with cotton candy and riding the same carnival rides countless times, you were unaware that a journey through the cheap haunted house was the last thing on Shoyo's mind.

"Sure, babe, let's check it out," he said, wanting to impress you. If there was anyone who would get scared, it was going to be you. At least that's what Hinata was banking on.

But, boy was he was wrong.

The moment you both stepped through the threshold and a man with a ski mask walked out with a chainsaw, the sound of your shrill-like scream was drowned out by a blood-curdling cry.

When he realized that he was the one screaming, Hinata looked at you and cleared his throat.

"What? He caught me off guard!" He said, waving his arms around as if to try and convince the entire haunted house that his scream was justified. You could only laugh and grab his hand before pulling him through the rest of the haunted maze.

The rest of the walk through the haunted house consisted of you and Hinata holding onto each other tightly as you both were in search of the exit.

Yeah, you both were never doing that again.

"You stayed in too late, to be getting afraid..."

"Hey, Toshi, can we check out the haunted house?"

Convincing Wakatoshi Ushijima to go in the haunted house with you took a lot more effort than you thought it would. It wasn't because he was scared (obviously) but it was more so because haunted houses weren't "his thing". In fact, the entire fall festival wasn't much of "his thing", but you managed to drag him on every single roller coaster and kiddie ride for the past three hours. And with every ride the two of you rode—even though he tried not to show it—you caught him smiling in enjoyment when he wasn't looking.

"I'll pass," he said, while juggling the giant teddy bear he won you from one of the carnival games; as well as two bundles of cotton candy. "I don't like haunted houses."

"Why? Are you scared?"

You both knew the answer to that question. If anything, the haunted house should've been scared of your boyfriend who stood over six feet tall and often wore a frown like his smile didn't exist.

Rolling his eyes, your gentle giant set aside the cotton candy and handed you your prize before taking you by the hand.

"Let's just get this over with. It's getting cold," he said.

You did your best to hide excitement as you gripped both the teddy bear and [insert first name's] hand. As you both walked past the creaky doors, a faceless man with long hair jumped out of the shadows, giving a guttural scream.

Just as you jumped and tucked yourself into your boyfriend's side out of surprise, you saw the haunted house actor fall to the ground. He was rubbing his head and peeling off his mask while muttering a bunch of expletives.

"Toshi!"

"Sorry," he said to you, seemingly embarrassed, though his expression made little difference to anyone but you. His lips were pursed, though his eyebrows were slightly raised as if he had seen a ghost. You and Ushijima took turns apologizing to the man.

The actor finally got to his feet, narrowing his eyes at both you and your boyfriend before he looked down at Ushijima's hand. "Whatever. Can I least have my chainsaw back?"

While holding in your laughter, you watched as your boyfriend handed the prop back to the actor who slid back into the shadows, muttering something about "not getting paid enough to do this". When he was gone, you hunched over and clutched your stomach as you laughed.

"I didn't know you were going to be this scared," You said once you were able to compose yourself. You clutched the large teddy bear in your arms and shook your head in amusement.

Rolling his eyes for the umpteenth time, he smiled slightly and wrapped his arms around your shoulders, pulling you close to his side. "I wasn't scared," he said, pressing a kiss to your brow. "I was just trying to protect you. You're welcome."

This time, it was your turn to roll your eyes. "Whatever, Toshi."

And you for the remainder of the evening, you both wandered through the haunted house —you clutching onto your boyfriend's arm so he wouldn't accidentally injure another actor.

"Tetsu, let's go to the haunted house!"

"This scene's extreme, I'mma get you so scared..."

This man was a little too eager when you asked him to go with you through the haunted house. If anything, you were starting to regret asking him about it after he plastered on an overly confident smirk that was riddled with nothing but mischief.

"Heck, yeah. Let's go!"

It was too late for you to turn back now as he dragged you towards the entrance. You were skeptical knowing the haunted house would only boost his ego. You gripped onto his hand as you both entered the house. The floorboards creaked as you inched forward.

"You know you can hold onto me if you get scared, [your name]," he said, wriggling his eyebrows. You rolled your eyes and shoved your boyfriend playfully, the action causing you let go of his hand.

"I'm not scared," You said, crossing your arms.

Amused by your overconfidence, Kuroo smirked. "Well, alright then. See you on the other side."

And like the childish boyfriend he was, he bet you to a race. The first one to get through the haunted house without so much as a scream was the winner. Of course you didn't have time to agree—or disagree—with this plan, because he was already walking down the hall.

You did your best to catch up, but he was already way ahead of you. You could hear his laugh echoing throughout the place as ghosts and skeletons popped out of nowhere.

After seconds of trying to find him, you ended up walking alone.

"Tetsu, this isn't funny. Wait for me," You said into the hallway that was lit with decorative skull lights. Crossing your arms you carried on, slightly annoyed that your boyfriend had left you to traverse through the haunted house alone.

The sudden cascade of creaking noises made you stiffen, but you did your best to ignore it. This was your first haunted house, and although it took a lot to scare you, that didn't mean you weren't at least jumpy from time to time. Stopping before another dark hallway, you looked around. Just as you looked over your shoulder, a set of arms grabbed you around the waist.

"Boo!"

You screamed as your boyfriend's laughter rang throughout the haunted house. It took you a moment to register that it was him, and when you finally did, you glared at him.

"That's not funny," You said, doing your best to hide your smile as you turned to face him.

"Yes, it is," he said, another laugh surfacing. "And since you screamed, you owe me a kiss."

Narrowing your eyes, you bit your tongue from protesting. As childish as he could be at times, you found it hard not to forgive him. Slowly, you rose on your tip toes and kissed his cheek. Before he could complain, you broke free as Kuroo, a pack of mummies, and ghouls chased you throughout the haunted house.

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Fall Beginnings—Sugawara x reader insert

prompt; tying your lover's tie [prompt by @screnwriter ]

warnings; just fluff

divider by; @firefly-graphics

A kiss to your brow startled you from your sleep. 

Naturally, you flinched, but relaxed when you realized it was only your husband kissing you goodbye before he left for work. He gave you an apologetic look before murmuring, “love you”, and straightening to his full height. You murmured the words back as you slowly rose to a sitting position while your eyes adjusted to the foggy haze of exhaustion that clouded your vision.  

As he leaned over the side of the bed to pick up his briefcase, you noticed a lanky piece of fabric hanging loosely from his shoulder. 

Suddenly, as if caught by your gaze, he straightened again and turned to look at you one last time before inching towards the door, a subtle smile lacing his features. 

Ignoring the bed’s pleas for you to stay, you threw back the blankets and rushed over, snatching the tie from your husband’s shoulder before he could protest. He was never good at tying his own tie and you both had known this since the very first date you both went on together.

“You could’ve asked,” you said, wrapping the tie around his neck.

“I didn’t want to bother you,” he replied, dropping the suitcase and turning to face you fully, his face ridden with guilt. He lowered his head, tendrils of his hair flopping out of place. 

“But it’s the first day.” You made sure the ends of the tie were even before you started looping them together intricately. It took a couple of tries, but eventually you got the knot just right. “And you’re never bothering me.”

With a final tug, the knot was secure. 

“Done.”

But before you could step back to admire your work, he caught you by the waist and tugged you close to him for a brief kiss. 

“Thank you,” he murmured quietly, as his hand swept along your upper back. “I think I’m just nervous.”

“Don’t be,” you said. “You’ve done this before.”

He hummed in agreement, pecked your lips one last time, and dipped down to grab his briefcase. Reluctantly, his hand fell from your waist as he silently bid you goodbye. You smiled, opened the door, and watched as he stumbled out into the hall, heading for the schoolhouse just down the street.

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Our Little Secret (MHA Drabbles)

warnings; none, just fluff.

Divider: @firefly-graphics header: images from pinterest

prompt; you're a teacher at ua who is also in a secret relationship with aizawa, hizashi, and toshi

✦ Aizawa Shota; Today was one of those days in which the quiet man with sad eyes and binding cloths covering half of his face sat on the couch alone—eyes glued to the news broadcasting channel—while you stood on the opposite side of the room nursing a cup of bitter-tasting black coffee. When the bitterness got too much for you, you tossed the paper cup in the trash and walked over to sit on the couch. He sat with his arms sprawled across the back of the couch as you sank into the cushions and resisted the magnetic force pulling you towards him. That magnetic force eventually manifested itself into a binding cloth, gentle wrapping around your shoulders and tugging towards the empty space against him. After a second or two of resisting, you gave in and settled against him, your head resting against his chest and your legs tucked underneath you as you snuggled against his side. Although risky, you both were comfortable as you both watched a couple of pro heroes being interviewed after saving a family from a gruesome fire. "How's your day going?" You managed to ask as his arm now rested along your shoulders, pulling you closer. "It's going better now, And you?" he mumbled, resting his head on yours now. You couldn't help but smile, your body relaxing as you two enjoyed each other's company for only a few minutes longer. "Same here. Much better," you replied. The two of you remained like that until the bell rang, signaling that lunch was over. Unfortunately, you both were reluctant to leave each other's grasp.

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✦ Hizashi Yamada; Sneaking around with him was nothing less than a thrill and a difficult task. At this rate you wouldn't surprised if the other UA instructors knew of your relationship given the many close calls you both had getting caught. Almost everyday when the students were dismissed for lunch, you found yourself migrating to his classroom. He'd be sitting at his desk, pretending to not be eagerly awaiting your arrival. When you saw you, he could never keep his voice down nor hide his excitement. As if he hadn't seen you in years, he'd spring from his desk and rush to you, his arms engulfing you into a hug before you could remind him for the umpteenth time that your relationship was to remain a secret. However, this warning does little to stop him from quickly pecking your cheek just before anyone in the hallway can catch you both in close proximity. During days when you can't find him in his classroom when the bell rings, he'll have one of his students deliver a note to you saying to meet him a secure location on campus during lunchtime. It felt like highschool all over again with the two of you sneaking around on school grounds to talk about your day and the progress you both were making with your students. Everytime you both parted, he'd quickly pull you close and kiss your forehead before whispering, "I'll see you later, babe." When the bell rings signaling lunch is over, you head back to your classroom, unable to wipe the chipper smile from your face.

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✦ Toshinori Yagi; Resisting the urge to hold hands with Toshi as you both head for the teacher's lounge is more than you both can bear. Sometimes, if the coast is clear and no one else is around, he'll take you by the hand and give it a gentle squeeze. Unfortunately, you both don't want to deal with questions from your coworkers, students, or the media so you both quickly release each other's hands if someone's walking down the hall. You both find solace in the teacher's lounge, where you sit side by side and eat lunch together all while talking about your day. Occasionally he reach for your hand and squeeze it under the table in case someone comes walking in. Lunch goes by fast when you're with him. There never seems to be enough time to recap each other's day, because you both are two busy stealing glances towards the door everytime someone passes. When the bell rings, signaling your departure, he'll take by the hand and press a quick kiss to the back of it. "Enjoy the rest of your day, beautiful," He'd say just before the both of you go your separate ways for the time being.

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✘nsfw/smut

✘extreme gore, suicide, verbal/physical assault, incest, etc

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jujutsu kaisen; gojo, geto, nanami

my hero academia:  izuku midoriya, bakugou katsuki, kirishima eijirou, tenya iida, monoma neito, shinsou hitoshi, tamaki amajiki, aizawa shota, toshinori yagi

haikyuu;  kuroo tetsuroo, sugawara koshi, kenma kozume, kageyama tobio, tsukishima kei, tanaka ryuunosuke, sakusa kiyoomi, aran ojiro, ushijima wakatoshi

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masterlist

✦soul eater - you snooze, you lose (stein)

✦haikyuu- fall beginnings (suguwara) ; haunted adventures with you (HQ boys)

✦my hero academia - our little secret (MHA drabbles)

✦yu yu hakusho - kurama headcannons