#[what if u tell me too that your muse is a kid and its kids rumble lmao

[convxction]

ooc. Imagine you like this post for an ask from kid chrom?

[one-winged-dreams]

Birthday Habit

ship: adri x jacob corbett (my house is your house) source: original content word count: 1211

I MEANT TO FINISH THIS YESTERDAY BUT I GOT TOO DEPRESSED AAAAA happy 48th, Jacob, I love you ;_;

Anyway, I had to throw some sprinkles of personal issues in there ya know

tag list: @dearly-beeloved @adoredbyalatus @kylars-princess @dorothys-wife @the-sleeping-city

@dear-gambler @goldenworldsabound @sunstar-of-the-north @mahitosoulmate @faerie-circle-ships

Jacob wouldn't call himself a smoker, necessarily. Anita had always been the more… HEDONISTIC of the two, and it was she who had turned him onto nicotine.

He only smoked on special occasions, his birthday included.

The morning had been… eventful. So eventful that Adri was currently in the shower.

He'd all but moved all of his bath products into JACOB'S bathroom now.

Jacob mused over this fact as he took a drag, sitting out on a bench in the backyard, he took in the morning air, the balmy heat of summer fast approaching. It was pleasant, though. He'd always enjoyed the summer.

Another drag made another thought cross his mind.

Dave had asked if the U-Haul joke applied to men as well, and he hadn't really had an answer for that. The circumstances were different in so far as they had met BECAUSE Adri had needed a place to stay while he got back on his feet. All of… This. Was unexpected.

He didn't think he minded. It had all been a very pleasant turn of events. They were both still easing into it, but so far it seemed… promising.

He was so lost in his thoughts that he hadn't heard the sliding door open.

"I didn't take you as a smoker," Adri's voice snapped him out of his thoughts. The question didn't come off as judgmental, only curious.

Jacob offered a sheepish smile, gesturing with the cigarette.

"Just a guilty pleasure. Only for special occasions." He patted the bench next to him invitingly, and Adri took his cue eagerly.

"That's fair," Adri replied, making his way over, secretly grateful the smoke was blowing in the opposite direction.

"Figured I'd treat myself on my birthday, you know?" Jacob chuckled. "And yes, I send 'em off to recycling. Don't knock any points off my eco-friendly meter, now."

"Well. I can't tell you what to do, but special occasions only sounds fine to me," Adri hummed, leaning into Jacob's side. He was quickly rewarded by a strong, burly arm wrapped around his shoulders. Pausing for a minute, a shy smile found its way to his face. "And… not a little attractive, maybe?"

Jacob arched an eyebrow at this, a charming smirk crossing his features.

"Oh? Is my little habit a turn-on, then? I'll keep that in mind."

Adri giggled in response.

"Like I said, OCASSIONALLY, maybe?"

Laughing, Jacob gave Adri's shoulder a shake, pulling him into his side.

"Ahhh, I'm kidding, bunny. Just today since it's my birthday," he teased. Finished, he extinguished the cigarette into the ashtray he had brought out with him, setting it to the side and sitting back to take in the sight of all the flowers and plants lining the fence.

"So… any plans for today?" Adri broke the silence after a moment.

Jacob made a thoughtful expression before replying.

"Nothing much. Lucy and Anita are probably gonna give me a call, but… I think I'd like to do something low-key with this cutie right here," he chuckled, rubbing up and down Adri's arm. "Maybe dinner later and hopefully some more of whatever we got up to this morning."

Adri blushed, chuckling shyly.

"Uhm. Definitely some of that later, I promise," he said, flustered, but unable to keep a smile off of his face. "I had something in mind, but if you'd rather we just stay at home, that's fine too."

"Oh?" Jacob seemed intrigued. "You didn't have to go and think of anything, bunny. But if you've got something in mind, by all means."

Adri was quiet for a moment, and for a few beats, Jacob seemed concerned.

"Uhm. There's this cafe that's… really special to me. I told you I don't really… enjoy birthdays all that much, but… I want to enjoy yours with you. So…" Adri trailed off.

"Aw, sweetheart." Jacob's expression softened. "You told me. If birthdays freak you out then we can just-"

Adri shook his head, a faint blush tinging his cheeks.

"N-No! No, really. I want to. This cafe was REALLY special to me once and I…" He took a deep breath. "I want to go back. With someone special. And since it's your birthday…"

"Ahhhh, I see," Jacob chuckled good-naturedly. "Well I'm honored, sweetheart. If this place is so special to you, the fact that you want to share it with me just warms my heart."

Adri nodded, looking down at the ground and unable to realize he was being pulled into a hug until he was practically in Jacob's lap. Stammering wordlessly, he looked up at Jacob with a flushed and bewildered expression as Jacob flashed him another one of those charming grins.

"I'm proud of you for taking this step forward, bunny. We'll get you settled back into this whole socializing thing yet. But for now, your openness is the best birthday present I could ask for," Jacob hummed affectionately before smirking playfully. "On top of being your 'special someone,' that is."

The direct quote of Adri's unintentional show of how much Jacob really meant to him made his face burn. He could only imagine how darkly he was blushing based on the expression on Jacob's face.

At Adri's lack of verbal response, Jacob laughed, reaching up to ruffle his hair.

"Alright, alright. Enough embarrassing you, what do you say we get the day started?" He released Adri from his lap, standing up and offering his hand.

Taking it, Adri stood and smiled shyly.

"Well if we're going out… Did you have any other ideas?"

Jacob chuckled again, seemingly appraising Adri for a moment.

"I guess you could say that. Hey, in all my ignorance of alternative subcultures, bear with an old man for a second?"

That was a curious request. Adri's head tilted off to the side, contemplating where this was going.

"Uhm, of course."

Jacob paused, blatantly taking in Adri's appearance yet again, but to what end remained to be seen.

"Keeping the weather in mind, because I know how hard it is for you out in this heat what with your meds on top of all that black," Jacob started with a chuckle before his gaze softened. "Wear your favorite outfit for me?"

That was… a direction.

"Any… reason?" Adri asked curiously. It wasn't a PARTICULARLY odd request. "Even if it involves platforms?"

Jacob outright laughed at that.

"Yes, even if it involves platforms. Though, you're still hopelessly shorter than me, bunny," he commented playfully, making Adri blush before he continued. "But no, seriously. I want to see how you like to express yourself. Go all out for me, not just shorts and band shirts this time."

The thoughtfulness of the request wasn't surprising. But it still caught Adri off guard all the same.

"Are you sure…?" he questioned cautiously. "I can put together my favorite summer fit if you really want, but…"

"How about this," Jacob hummed, crossing his arms over his broad chest. "What if I told you… that there was a record shop I think you'd like? Might as well go do something fun on my birthday, right? Who knows, maybe I'll score a good album today."

This caught Adri's attention, making him blink a few times in consideration.

"That… sounds fun. What's it called? Maybe I've been there before."

"It's S-"

[boxcakeboi]

Gilded Gluttony: Part 2

Hello! Apologies for the time this took for this part to come out, I was getting close to dropping the story since I was lazy about it, but quite frankly my muse came back, hope u enjoy it!

*The two went to the lounge and grabbed all the snacks they wanted, loading up on the pastries, chips, crackers, drinks, and more, everything they could get their hands on*

Gage: *holding all the snacks in his arms* hey follow me!

Keith: *he followed Gage to a room with the company sleeping pods* woah what are these?

Gage: you have never seen these?!

Keith: nope!

Gage: geez you really were breaking your back for this company, these are our sleep pods for midday siestas, I like coming in here to chow in peace, it’s great come on!

*Gage walked up to one of the pods opened it and motioned Keith to get in*

Keith: *he went in and laid down on the soft cozy bed*

Gage: *he went in and closed the door and laid all the snacks on the bed with Keith* pretty roomy huh! It can fit both of us!

Keith: I’m shocked we have this here, i guess I was always too busy to notice…

Gage: *he grabbed a doughnut that was wrapped up unraveled it and started munching on it* yeah dude it’s great here when you let yourself relax…come on dude have some!

Keith: hehe alright *he followed suit and partook in the bounty*

*About an hour passed and they both plowed through snack*

Keith: Man, I'm kinda full…and tired

Gage: same dude…guess that's what a sleeping pod is for

Keith: we’ve been gone for about an hour, will we get noticed?

Gage: nahh dude we’re good, like take a nap, then after I’ll show you some more stuff!

Keith: *he laid down and got cozy* sweet sounds good

Gage: *he also laid down* see ya in a bit

*two hours passed*

Keith: *he woke up feeling a bit groggy, he looked at his phone* shit! we’re more than halfway done with our shift!! wake up, Gage!

Gage: *wakes up half asleep* huh???

Keith: dude we’re gonna get in deep trouble! we have been sleeping for two hours!!

Gage: oh! hehe, no worries I’ve slept in here for way longer, but hey it's good time to go grab a bite to eat!

Keith: oh…okay? sounds good

*The two left for the food court and Keith got a chicken salad and veggie chips, while Gage was 2 burgers and fries with a large soda*

Gage: Man the food is great here

Keith: ehh its alright

Gage: dude it's because you get that rabbit food, here have a bite *he held the burger towards Keith's face*

Keith: *he took a bite and chewed and swallowed* holy crap…THATS REALLY GOOD!!

Gage: told you, man! trust and believe, I know what's good here! you can have the rest of this burger, next time I’ll show you the good stuff

*The two ate together, joking around and bantering, Keith noticed something, he felt good and joyful, he looked at Gage, a realized why he was so relaxed and happy all the time, the Gage he knew back in high school was a bit different from now, not as frustrated as he was back then, he did what made him happy, or satisfied, Keith remembered the once troubled kid he knew Gage as now a kickback adult, Gage’s lifestyle showed, considering he was a chubby guy, him eating and sleeping definitely made him a doughy guy, he didn’t mind though, Keith realized why he was this way, as Keith thought about Gage and his plumping frame his face became flushed and he was slightly turned on, he crossed his legs hoping for his member to relax*

*The two were done eating and got up, Keith's excitement passed on*

Gage: and just like that less than an hour before our shift ends!

Keith: damn that flew by!

Gage: so tell me? again tomorrow?

Keith: *he thought for a moment*…hell yeah dude, that was awesome!

Gage: really! sweet we can do this all the time! whenever we want

Keith: *he chuckled* well guess we go back to our desks and wait for the day to end huh?

Gage: yup!

*The day ended Keith left the office and drove back to his apartment, he walked into his apartment, hung up his bag, kicked off his shoes, and went to his bedroom, he undressed and looked at himself in the mirror and noticed his belly slightly popped out due to how much he ate, his stomach was still taught*

Keith: *he burped* damn we pigged out today…*he thought about Gage*

*he then lay in his bed and looked at his phone, eventually scrolling through old photos of him and Gage, back in high school Gage was an angsty teen who was stick thin, then a chill skateboarding stoner in college and now a chubby kickback adult, Gage was about 230 pounds, Keith was guessing, quite hefty compared to his previous thin frame, the feeling Keith had at the food court washed over him again, he was flushed again and his face had slight red glow*

Keith: god…gage…*he slowly moved his hand towards his belt line, flashing images of Gage and his gut, his blossoming breast, his thicker legs and arms, and his face all covered in his body hair, he soon reached and realized how stiff he was and he quickly moved his hand*

Keith: *he lay there for a while and thought* what the hell??? what's going…on… *he shook his head a chose to move on*

*a few weeks of this gluttonous behavior went by*

*Gage and Keith were eating all the snacks they grabbed from the lounge, they sat in an empty conference room*

Gage: *takes a bite out of a muffin and chews*

Keith: *munching on some cheesy crackers* dude have you seen that new person that joined the team?

Gage: oh yeah the one lady, her name is Jenna

Keith: Jenna? ey…thoughts?

Gage: um just a co-worker *he shrugs*

Keith: oh thought you would have had more of an opinion, she kinda looks like your type from high school

Gage: ehh not my concern right now of who’s gonna be my life partner, besides I'm sure she's more of a person outside of her appearance *he said in an assertive tone*

Keith: *he felt a bit embarrassed* oh yeah right, yeah…

Gage: but hey if you want to get to know her as a human more, i’d suggest talking to her…

Keith: *he thought about his emotions last night* yeahhh maybe just a co-worker buddies…

Gage: *he laughed a bit*

Keith: *soon a wave of tiredness creeped up on him* geez i’m kinda tired…*he stretched his arms out above his head and yawned* *when doing so this made the fabric of his button up shirt taught against his midsection and chest, this revealed after weeks of gluttony, it started to show physically, Keiths once flat stomach was now a little starter belly, his pecs also seems a bit plumper but with now a thin layer of fat over them, he wasnt fat by any means but his appetite was taking its effects*

Gage: *he noticed and then snickered a bit*

Keith: *he swung his arms down, tucking the fabric of his shirt between his arms making the fabric still tight around his chest and mid section* whats so funny?

Gage: nothing crazy, buttt looks like you’re getting your first signs of pudge!

Keith: w-what? *he looked down and noticed his shirt and how is was displaying his belly and chest, he got embarrassed* uhh-i-um *he quickly readjusted his shirt*

Gage: dont feel bad man! i’m just noticing!

Keith: thats easy for you to say!

Gage: it’s okay man, having some pudge ain’t bad at all!

Keith: i’ve never been fat! I dont really wanna start now!

Gage: it’s not all that bad! besides, its kinda of a result of eating this shit and sitting on our asses all day

Keith: dammit, i knew this was gonna be a bad idea, i cant do this anymore, i gotta think about myself *he got up and started walking out*

Gage: wait dude where are you going???

Keith: i’ve gotta go work!

Gage: dude look i’m sorry, i didnt mean it offensive, that would be ironic coming from me! i’m literally 230 pounds, your like 160, i’m way bigger than you! my goal wasn’t to shame you

Keith: you have to admit though Gage this lifestyle isn’t okay! you can do what ever you want but i’m out, before i get too deep *he left*

Gage: *sighs*

*the next day*

Keith: *he was at his desk typing up a report, working diligently*

*soon his stomach growled, requesting he go on his daily run to the lounge*

Keith: *he looked at the time* it’s not even lunch yet??? am i already used to pigging out with Gage at this time??

*he worked though the hunger, ignoring his impulses to go eat and take a nap from pigging out, this gave him a splitting headache*

Keith: *what felt like an eternity, the lunch hour started, Keith took himself to the break room and tried eating his pre packed salad, he used to enjoy it, but now it taste very bland and unfulfilling, considering his diet just a few hours ago was ultra processed, salty sugary snacks that has flavor profiles of pure indulgences, he sighed feeling his pounding headache, he slowly ate his salad not finishing it*

*he struggled through the whole shift wondering how he did it before, eventually the shift ended and he was ready to go home and nap, the shift was so slow and boring considering he didn’t talk to Gage all day and shoot the shit*

Keith: *the work day ended finally and he left the office and sat in his car and as soon he got buckled in, his phone rang with an alarm*

*the alarm rang with the title of “Gym”*

Keith: dammit, i forgot…the gym… *he lightly laid his hand on his pounding head*

Keith: you gotta go, get the rest of the pudge off *he turned his car on and drove to the gym*

*in the gym locker, he undressed and noticed how his body has slightly changed, with some soft fat, he started at himself in one of the full length mirrors, he grappled some of his belly squeezing and massaging it, he watched the warm flesh squish and mold around his hands, he then felt flushed and turned on, he quickly stopped when he heard some other people walk in and got dressed*

*he tried his normal workout realizing just a few weeks of gluttony has changed his bodies capabilities entirely, though he could still lift the same weights as before, cardio was extremely hard, barley being able to do half of what he was just doing a few weeks ago*

Keith: *trying to run at his old pace, gasping for air and sweating extremely, soon he stopped* okay…i cant anymore *turned off the machine and stood there exhausted, sweat dripped down his back and and his face and his hair was starting to get drenched* shit….i’m already this out of shape…dammit Keith, why did you do this

*he looked across the the line of treadmills and looked at the slim fit people running*

Keith: fuck this…*he grabbed his bag and walked back to the locker rooms to change*

*the the locker room*

*he took off his sweaty clothes and noticed they where extremely drenched and a bit more musky, he lifted his armpit up and sniffed and noticed he was quite ripe*

Keith: damn, i should hit the shower *he went to a shower stall and closed it, he turned on the shower and as it flowed down on him, he sniffed his armpits again*

*he stood there for bit still, then went in again*

Keith: not…bad…*his sniffing turned to practically huffing, enjoying the smell of dirty musky underarm, he felt his penis slightly stiffen* i’m getting off? to this?

*he stood there for a moment then decided to dig deeper, he reached in between his legs and package and then slowly breathed in the scent track on his fingers, this made him harder*

Keith: i’ve never stank this bad, not until i’ve put on a few pounds…how would i smell if i was…bigger…

*he was fully erect at this point, he rubbed his penis and leaned up against the tiled wall, and clenched as he stroked, he rubbed his starter belly, and images of his stomach being huge and flabby flashed in his head and soon his climax, his load excreted from his tip like tube of frosting, as it washed down the drain*

Keith: well still got some cardio in…*he said catching his breath*

*though he enjoyed his musk he still washed up since the feeling of sweat was bothering him, he dried himself off and got dressed and left the gym, he sat in his car and thought for a moment*

Keith: what am I doing…

*he thought about Gage, thinking back to his words and ideologies*

Keith: *the thoughts swarmed around his head*…god fine! *he grabbed his phone and texted Gage*

*the text reading “can we please talk?”*

Keith: *with some hesitation, he sent it and then put is phone down a put his hands up in the air* its done! now its no longer in my control *he sighed*

*a moment of peace came, but then a ding on his phone played with text back from Gage, reading “of course, can you come over in a bit?*

Keith: *he quickly texted back, saying “yes i’ll make my way over” he drove off and quickly made his way to Gage’s Apartment*

*in Gage’s apartment*

Gage: *he was quickly putting on clothes having had been in just underwear playing video games*

*the door bell ringed*

Gage: shit…*he quickly walked to the door and opened it seeing Keith*

Keith:…hey…

Gage: hey….

Keith: mind if i come in?

Gage: oh yes, yeah…come in

*he let him in*

Gage: *he closed the door behind Keith* sorry pardon the mess, i should have tidied up a bit before

*tons of clothes and food containers littered the area with dishes and trash, Gage lived with the cleanliness of a frat boy, he never minded mess, but knew his messy was quite jarring*

Keith: all good, i kinda dropped in on you *he was used to this mess for Gage*

Gage: even though it hasn’t been that long, it feels like it’s been forever…

Keith: yeah…it does…im…sorry

Gage: dont apologize! i should!

Keith: I was being sensitive!

Gage: I was being insensitive!

Keith: we both kinda messed up…

Gage: yeah…we did…can we put it behind us?

Keith: yes please…this is exhausting, i miss my partner in crime…

Gage: *he chuckled* yeah me too

Keith: hey and even if I’m getting chubby you’re still chubbier!

Gage: *he laughed* yeah you’re right, talking about that…got time to game tonight?

Keith: i was hoping you would ask

Gage: sweet i’ll get us some food delivered

Keith: *he sighed with relief*

[affinitystoryblog]

Oc ask 4, 9, 10

4. How did you find the name for a certain character?

im not sure which oc you want me to answer this for since theres no specific oc in your ask so ill just be general

i dont think too hard....LMAO im not kidding you when i generally just go off vibes and usually its the first name that comes to mind. Sinie's name is made up, it comes from a part of the name Mnemosyne because when this story was still in its early baby stages of just thoughts and ideas back in good ol 2015, there was a lot of greek mythology influence. csilla's name was Mnemosyne and since i knew my main girls were going to share a soul all along i took "syne" and made "Sinie". csilla's name has long changed tho because i took out most of the greek mythos influence. however! some of the ideas still exist in my characters Urania and Calliope who are two of the muses in greek mythology. however nowadays, my urania and calliope dont have 7 other sisters haha its just them

9. What is one of your character's theme songs?

FUNNY U ASK ANON I HAVE PLAYLISTS!!

the playlists are very short i need to go thru and add more but ill share everett's since his song actually fits him :3

i also have ost stuff :3c

10. Do any of your OCs contain symbolism in themselves/their story?

WHOOO GIRL LEMME TELL YA.....MOST OF EM YEA LMAO

[cruisinmississippin]

You know how sometimes the musicians music only gets better the bigger their heartbreaks are?

N how some only get better when theyre poorer n have no clout so they have a lot of proving to do?

Ay yo someone go n break Dominic Fikes ❤️🙄🤌🏻 fr dawg

You would expect much more from the dude who got the biggest record deal from Columbia Records (while locked up in jail too) which is bdydgsgshooof insane but so's his first EP. So that was well deserved, he was so promising then.

With every new release, its mostly meh material ( a few was cool, but nothing off tbe charts). Its obvious that hes jaded af with fame, drugs, n sex because he talks about it extensively in his music. Whatever tho cause really I think you can still rock it, but the most staggering thing is, that theres nothing profound about the way he phrases those things. Its just another dude lost in LA.

Theres no wisdom, wit or whatever csuse he aint lookin for it in the first place.

Theres also not much consistency n overall coherence to his songs or verses too, like hed have a really good opening lines for Cancel Me 🔥, n then the rest is just meh. Bruh come on naw, you can defo do better. Write a better twist, insert a little wisdom in the bridge maybe, write something poetic, do chord changes, whatever, yoo.

Issa shame la because I think everyone saw him as this huge hit making kid whos gonna pump out $$$$$ with his gifts, but naw MF goes around doing hard drugs (hes very open about it too), ends up being wayy too hazy to even write anything better than what he used to.

I LIKED YOUR STUFF BETTER WHEN YOU WERE CHASING HOES n not the other way around, yoo what happened?

I usually never would perscribe a lifestyle of chasing girls or ppl in general, but in this case yeah. Its clear that his best stuff or attention or MUSE are GIRLS.

Also, its weird as hell tht drugs n excess are making creativity run dry like that since soo many of the worlds best songs are made with the influence. O.O

You feel me?

I guess thats what you get tho when u surround urself with ppl who wont tell u if u suck cause u rich af, got ppl like Bieber n Paul McCartney chasing after you cause of that 1 song u made so u think u hot

No hate on the dude, I just wanna see him do better creatively cause his stuff has been mid for a long time now. The kind of mid thats not worth 4 million dollars. Awf.

[maknaesdancersrappers]

🌙

[ssamie]

paper rings.

·˚ ༘⌗ chinen miya x gn!reader

·˚ ༘⌗ childhood promises aren't unusual. miya and you had made many to each other, but the most notable one would be the classic promise to marry one another. miya was getting impatient with time, and decided he didn't need to be a grown up to marry you. after all, paper rings will do, right?

·˚ ༘⌗ warnings: fluff, both of you are still in middle school lol 😃, miya being cute and kind of ooc??

gen masterlist.            sk8 masterlist.

miya grumbled as he sneaked quick glances at you from across him. you were both at school eating lunch underneath a tree for shade, like you always do, and for some reason, he was acting strange and awfully fidgety ever since the morning you went up to greet him.

"alright, what is it, miya?" you asked with a sigh "h-huh?" miya jumped as he nervously sipped on his drink, avoiding eye contact as his fingers fiddled with his switch.

"you're acting so weird" you said as you throw a candy wrapper at him "you've been looking at me strangely all day" you said as you narrowed your eyes at him

miya gulped and shook his head "no way!" he denied "you're getting too confident, you slime!" he said as he stuck his tongue out playfully

you rolled your eyes and laughed at his antics, throwing another piece of wrapper at him as you tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. "whatever" you said

"and don't call me a slime, im your best friend!" you whined with a laugh. miya blushed and jutted his bottom lip out in a sort of pout. "you're still a slime if you keep acting like that.." he muttered

you raise a brow in confusion "acting like what?" you asked. "a-acting so... so.." he stammered out, looking so flustered as he tries to maintain eye contact with you, even though he could practically feel his heart palpitating.

"so what?" you asked again, this time even more confused as his face visibly becomes a brighter shade of red all the way to the tip of his ears.

"so cute!!" miya finally admitted, accidentally raising his voice a little too high, causing a few students to turn their heads.

"aghhh" he groaned out as he ducked his head to avoid their gazes out of embarrassment.

"oh.. is that so?" you cooed out with a laugh as you cover your cheeks which were heating up from the compliment.

"well, you're pretty cute yourself" you teased "even for a slime"

miya looked up and glared at you, despite his quivering lips and shaky voice he still managed to let out a small "im not a slime.."

you smile and pack away your bento, standing up on your feet and pulling him along. "im gonna keep calling you a slime if you won't stop acting weird around me" you said

"anyways, let's go. lunch is about to end" you say as you take his hand in yours and proceed to walk away. miya gulped as he stared longingly at your intertwined hands.

more specifically, your ring finger which seems to be quite bare.

"hey, y/n.." he muttered. "yeah?" you reply

"remember our promise?" he asked ".. yknow, when we were kids?"

you hummed for a moment before replying, "i think so.." you said "i mean.. i remember promising not to tell anyone when you fell into a canal when we were like five-"

"not that!!" miya shrieked with a bit of a pink tint to his cheeks "forget about that whole thing, that's embarrassing!" he whined

"then what?" you asked with a laugh "i can't name every promise we've ever made all in one go, you know?"

miya huffed and abruptly stopped in his tracks, causing you to halt along with him.

"i meant.. when we promised to marry each other." he said in a soft whisper

"miya.." you mumble as you stare at him in surprise. miya simply looked away, avoiding eye contact as his lips quiver into a small frown.

"um. yeah, i remember" you replied with a nervous smile as miya takes your hand in his and locks your fingers together.

"y/n, i think.." miya stammered out "i think i want to get married already."

you blinked in shock and confusion before letting out a sheepish laugh "haha, miya you can't be serious" you said

"we're too young, plus, you're saying that as if you like me or something" you said in a joking manner as you playfully hit his shoulder "but you don't actually like me, right?" you asked with a nervous gulp

miya shook his head and placed your hands over his chest, holding them tenderly as he stares up at you with his eyes glimmering with admiration.

"i like you a lot, y/n" he admitted "i've liked you since we were kids and-" he cut himself off

"actually, i think i love you. so um.. i wanna get married so nobody else can love you but me." miya said with a look of determination on his face as he nervously waits for your response.

"well uh.." you stammer out as you nervously look around "i.. i love you too, miya.." you finally admitted as you send him a bashful glance

miya's eyes widened as his smile turned into a wide grin. "really?" he asked with excitement

"yeah i guess" you muttered bashfully as you try to avoid his entrancing emerald hued eyes.

"that's great! let's get married." miya said as he took your hand and pulled you along as he ran towards the infamous cherry blossom tree in your school.

"miya, slow down!" you whined as he practically dragged you along while you struggled to keep up with him since he was basically sprinting.

"hurry up, you slime!" miya exclaimed with a laugh as he slows down to match your pace

"geez. you know we can get married at like 20 or 25 instead, right?" you said as you let out a breath of air

you were both underneath the cherry blossom tree. the beautiful pink blossoms fall and sway around due to the wind as the both of you lay on the grassy ground.

"we don't even have rings" you laughed as you turned to look at him. "don't worry i already have those" miya said with a cat-like grin

you watched in amusement as he dug into his pocket and pulled out two rings made of paper with small cat and video game stickers and both of your names written on the inside.

"oh gosh you actually have them" you sweat drop "ofcourse! i made these this morning and put a lot of effort so you better accept it" miya playfully scowled

you both sat up as he held out his palm, urging you to place your hand on top of it.

"my vows would be.. uh i'll love you forever and let you play my games. and i won't ever leave you and call you a slime ever again" miya muttered as he slid the ring into your finger, blushing madly as he does so.

"wow, nice vows. very heartfelt." you say sarcastically with a laugh, causing him to grumble and gently hit you with his fist.

"just say your vows, you slime!"

"you just said you wouldn't call me a slime anymore!"

"that only applies after! we're still not together since you still haven't told me your vows, slime!"

you sigh as a fond smile grazed your lips. you stare at miya through your lashes, chuckling to yourself as you see him waiting expectantly with a concerning amount of blush on his cheeks.

"my vows would be.." you muttered "that i would never leave you and i'll be with you and support you in whatever you wanna do." you said

"and-"

"that's enough" miya cut you off by waving his hand at your face, while covering his with the other. "u-um.. im fine with just that, you don't have to say anything else.." he said

you blink in confusion but agree anyways. "okay then" you smiled

miya gulped as he shakily lends you his hand, watching in astonishment as you slid the ring onto his finger.

"there, we're now officially together forever" you said with a laugh as you intertwined your hands together

"yeah." miya mumbled as his lips slowly curled into a loving smile

you gave him a smug grin as you point to your lips "this is the part where you kiss me-"

miya didn't let you finish as he suddenly tackled you into a hug and pressed a soft kiss onto your lips before moving along and pressing his lips onto both of your cheeks and nose.

"thanks for marrying me" miya muttered against your neck as he buries his face against your skin

"anytime" you chuckled. you wrapped your arms around him, causing him to sigh in satisfaction and relax against your body.

"mhhm, love you y/n" he mumbled

"i love you too miya"

"man, you'll never understand since you're too young" reki said with a smug grin as he patted miya's head to emphasise his point

"love is just too complex for kiddos like you" reki teased

miya simply grumbled and glared up at the redhead, causing reki to laugh even more. "oh yeah?" miya taunted

"well, it's not like you have a lover of your own" he scoffed "you can't flirt for the life of you, and girls wouldn't even waste their time of day to look at you"

reki let out a pained smile as he sulked over miya's harsh words. "ahahaha, those are some big words for a little kid like you" reki squeaked out with a chuckle

"tch.." miya gritted his teeth as he glared up at reki "you have no room to talk when your ethe one who doesn't have a s/o, you slime!" he exclaimed

"eh??" reki mused "why? do you have a s/o?" he taunted "i think not-"

"yes i do." miya cut him off with a smug smirk

"ha?! how?! you're like three?!?" reki exclaimed in surprise, which seemed to catch the others' attention

"ha?! im thirteen idiot!!" miya yelled back with a scowl

"what happened?" kaoru asks with a raised brow as he looks between the two boys. reki seemed to be in shock and suspicion, while miya was sticking his tongue out at the redhead.

"cherry, miya said he has a s/o!!" reki exclaimed "how is that even possible?! he's a child!"

"im a teenager!" miya exclaimed

"really?" kaoru hummed in amusement as his eyes slowly trail over to you, who was too busy munching on burgers with langa to even notice their arguing.

"who is it??" reki asked "its y/n." miya replied with a proud smirk

"Y/N?! IMPOSSIBLE!" reki exclaimed with widened eyes. he ran over to you and hugged you protectively to his chest. "y/n, answer me honestly!" he said

"are you and miya together?!"

you blink in confusion and look at langa for an answer, though he simply shrugged and carried on eating. "um, well yeah." you said

"no way?!!!" reki exclaimed "oi you slime, why does it seem so unbelievable to you anyway, huh?" miya asked him with a raised brow as he pulled you closer to him

"it's just a shock to me!" reki said "i never would've guessed that.." he let out a sigh

kojiro sweat dropped and patted miya and yours' heads. "well, it was pretty obvious they'd end up together" he said

"yeah, we even got married." miya said in a nonchalant tone as he intertwined your hands.

"EH?!" now this time, everyone had let out a scream of their own. they looked between the two of you and blinked in shock.

"impossible. since when?" kaoru asked

"a week ago" you replied with a smile as you raise both of your hands to show them the rings on your fingers.

"but thats just paper-" kaoru slapped langa's mouth with his fan and smiled proudly at the two of you.

"that's wonderful. are those your rings?" he asked with a hum

"yeah. miya made them" you replied "it was really fun. the 'wedding' was a bit unexpected but its fine." you said

"the children are growing up!" kojiro exclaimed as he covered his mouth, while he wipes the stray tears of joy away.

"kaoru! the children are grown!!"

"shut up, you gorrila! you act like they're our kids." kaoru rolled his eyes. he then turned to you and smiled softly once again.

"congratulations" he said

"heh. hows that, you slime?" miya sneered at reki as he flaunts the paper rings with a smug cat-like grin.

"those are just paper anyways! so you're not really married- ow!" reki yelped as he felt kaoru's fan hit his head

"tch. whatever! im gonna get real rings soon!" miya exclaimed.

"no need to rush things, you know?" you mused as you patted miya's head

"yeah.." miya muttered "paper rings will do for now.. right?" he asked.

"right."

[gojo-x-reader]

Not So Special Now

Relationship(s): F!Reader x Gojo Satoru

Warnings: canon-typical violence

Tags: fluff (at the end), reader-focused

AO3 Link: here

Words: ~4k

Request: “hello there, i love ur soulmate and marriage life hc 🥺 can you make scenario/hc/drabble whatever u prefer where his fem/gn so is also a sorcerer and gets hurt/injured on a mission? thank you!”

“Are you sure you’ll be fine?” Your boyfriend, Satoru, asked you. His hands were on your biceps, giving it a worried, yet comforting squeeze.

“Yes, Satoru,” you answered, a little annoyed at how he was treating you. It’s been several years since either of you were in high school; this wasn’t your first mission.

“I can’t help but worry, you know. It’s your first ever special grade assignment.”

“Just because I’m not the same rank as you, Mr. Special Grade, doesn’t mean I’m weak. Besides, there are two others going so I’m not doing this alone.”

“I know, I know.” Satoru pressed his lips gently onto your forehead, then gazed into your eyes lovingly. In a rare instance while on the job, his blindfold was replaced with dark sunglasses. You reached up to shift them down, allowing you to gaze into his bright blue eyes. They were breathtaking no matter how many times you saw them. You moved your hands from his glasses to his shoulders, forcing him down so you could reach up to leave a chaste kiss on his lips.

“I’ll see you tonight,” you promised.

The two of you embraced one more time before you joined your other group members for the mission. You turned back and waved at him as the three of you entered the car to be driven to the location for your mission.

“Sure wish Gojo-san was coming with us,” one of them mused. “He could handle this mission single-handedly and we could just stay home.” He sighed deeply, then put in headphones and stared out the window.

“Why isn’t he taking this mission?” your other group member asked. She stared at you, eager to know.

You had just met these two today (not even knowing their names, except that they were both Grade 1 sorcerers like you) and you weren’t sure how well this mission would go. “Well,” you began, “for one, he works best alone. Second, Satoru fights best when he’s away from civilians.” 

The girl hummed, then crossed her arms in thought. The three of you awkwardly rode in silence for about five minutes, before the girl grabbed your arm suddenly. “Soooo, how long have you been dating Gojo Satoru?” She asked eagerly. There was something about her that seemed familiar, but you just couldn’t put your finger on it.

You weren’t sure why this was any business of someone you just met, but you decided to indulge her to hopefully make this awkward car ride, well, less awkward.

“Two years, almost three,” you answered. The two of you had known each other since high school, but it wasn’t until almost four years ago that you had reconnected after you moved back to Tokyo, and almost three years ago when you started dating. To this day you still had no clue why he would get a crush on you over all people. There were much prettier girls he had spent more time with, why you?

“Annnnd? A ring soon?” She gushed, gripping your arm harder.

You shrugged. Satoru and you had discussed marriage at some point, but both of you were busy at the moment, especially with Ryomen Sukuna being somewhat revived into the world. While Yuuji was still technically “dead” to others, Satoru had trusted you enough to tell you about how his student had pretty much been revived from the dead. On your days off, you often visited your boyfriend and helped out with Yuuji’s training regime. He was a nice kid, despite his circumstances and being thrown into the jujutsu world suddenly.

The girl let go of your arm and got out her phone, furiously typing to someone. “Oh, my little sister won’t be happy to hear about this.”

“Little sister?”

“Yeah, my sister Momo goes to Kyoto. She’s pretty close with another girl, Kasumi, who I consider almost like another younger sister. She was super excited to meet Gojo-san a week ago. She’s like a superfan of him or something. I like to indulge her sometimes. I think she even made a fan club for Gojo-san or something. Anyways, Momo, even though she’s friends with Kasumi, she often gets annoyed with her talk about Gojo-san.”

You vaguely remember Satoru mentioning a girl from Kyoto that asked him for a picture. It wasn’t exactly a rare occurrence for your boyfriend to be asked to take pictures with, from the jujutsu world or from civilians; he had devastatingly good looks, so you couldn’t blame any of the people who asked for pictures. Besides, you knew his heart belonged to you and you only, so you were fine with others recognizing his allure.

“Oh, Kasumi’s calling me,” the girl said. She answered her phone, only for a younger voice to scream over the speaker. It was loud enough that you could hear it. Your teammate held her phone away from her ear.

“What do you mean he has a girlfriend?”

“Oh, come on Kasumi. You know how handsome he is. Besides, he’s like, what, twenty-eight? Twenty-nine?”

“Twenty-eight, twenty-nine in December,” you confirmed.

“Way too old for you, ma’am,” the girl relayed to Kasumi.

“I don’t like him like that , Sumi-san! I j-just really admire him, okay! W-Who wouldn’t? World’s strongest jujutsu sorcerer in all.”

“Mhm. Anyway, I’ve got a mission today with the said girlfriend of Gojo Satoru. Want me to get you an autograph?” Sumi joked.

“...Could you?”

You let out a tiny laugh. This girl was funny, so you decided to humor her and leaned toward the phone. “One autograph for Kasumi?”

“M-Miwa Kasumi!” the voice on the phone squeaked out. She told you what kanji made up her name as you rummaged for a scrap piece of paper and pen from your bag. You made out the autograph, laughing a bit as you handed it to Sumi.

After you told her you signed an autograph for her, Kasumi said goodbye, hanging up the phone before Sumi could reply goodbye back. She seemed embarrassed about the ordeal.

“You were right, she seems like a good kid.”

“Kasumi is nice. She really balances out how serious my little sister Momo is,” Sumi responded.

For the rest of the car ride, you and Sumi chatted. Apparently, this was also her first Special Grade mission, as well as her first mission after graduating from Kyoto. Their other group member was also from Kyoto; he was two years Sumi’s senior. His name was Takahashi Daisuke. She didn’t know much about him since he tended to keep to himself. But she did know this wasn’t his first Special Grade mission. That relieved you substantially since you were nervous about this mission (as much as you didn’t want to admit to Satoru).

Eventually, the roads transformed from paved to just dirt. The driver turned onto a road on a hill, then began briefing the three of you on your mission. This was a Special Grade, suspected to be awakened by a Sukuna finger. This was just based on speculation, since the last Special Grade to pop up was from a Sukuna finger as well. The Special Grade had taken over an abandoned shrine, supposedly terrorizing the local village just down the hill (which had been evacuated just hours before). As the driver parked the car, the three of you exited the car. The air was crisp, with a distinct chill in the air. You could sense a particularly strong cursed energy in the premises, on par with Satoru’s cursed energy. You shuddered; this was not going to be an easy task.

The driver placed a curtain around the area, the sky darkening. It only made the situation seem even more grave. There was something in your gut telling you to run, not from being scared of the Special Grade, but because something bad was going to happen.

Sumi grabbed a wand from her belt. Her family was a pretty small sorcerer family on her mother’s side, as she had told you in the car. She and her sister have cursed techniques similar to “witches”; hers involved spells while her sister’s involved levitating a broom, among other objects.

Your cursed techniques, however, involved nature. There was a reason why you were selected specifically for this mission; the shrine was in the middle of the forest, the perfect place for you to go wild. Cities like Tokyo were incredibly constraining for you to use your cursed techniques, so you almost exclusively were assigned missions out in the country where nature was plentiful.

Neither you nor Sumi knew what Daisuke’s cursed technique was, but you assumed it was pretty strong considering he had been on missions with Special Grades before.

The mission started off fine. The three of you approached the shrine. It wasn’t particularly impressive, nothing that you would expect to house a Special Grade curse. The stone torii at the entrance was standing tall, unbothered by neither age nor the moss and vines growing on it. The shrine itself, however, was crumbling. One of the pillars holding up the roof was destroyed, so the roof was lopsided. The shimenawa knots were cut in half, the ends completely frayed. Definitely not a good sign.

After crossing the torii , you felt the Special Grade’s presence. It was overwhelming, unlike anything else you had experienced before. It possessed near-equal amounts of cursed energy as Satoru, but unlike your boyfriend, it held malicious intent within its cursed energy. To your left, Sumi was shaking. You held out a shaky hand onto her shoulder and squeezed. While you yourself didn’t feel confident about this mission now, you had a duty as the oldest member of the group here to be strong, for their sake.

The shrine began to shake, then the roof was suddenly blown off. You used your cursed technique to form a barrier of tree roots that erupted from the ground. Slabs of wood hit the roots, then bounced off. After the rain of wood subsided, you controlled the roots back into the ground in their original position.

You finally got a good look at the Special Grade curse. It was humanoid, but only in form. Its flesh was midnight blue, with eyes covering every centimeter of its body. Great, it had no blind spots. The curse had no apparent mouth, yet you were able to hear it let out an intimidating roar.

Daisuke made the first strike. He quickly pointed a handgun at the Special Grade and pulled the trigger. Out came a burst of his own cursed energy instead of a bullet. The blow just grazed the Special Grade enough for it to let out a screech of pain. Interesting, so this was his cursed energy. You wondered if it was limited to guns, or if he could apply it to a bow as well and use his cursed energy for arrows. You’d have to ask him later after this mission was completed.

It was apparent after Daisuke revealed his cursed technique that all of you were primarily distance fighters. There wasn’t much Sumi could do if her cursed technique focused on spells through her wand apparatus and Daisuke seemed to only have a gun on him. So, that meant you had to switch to a melee approach.

You weren’t the biggest fan of hand to hand combat. You weren’t very strong, preferring to assist from a distance. Recently, Satoru has been helping you learn new ways of fighting in close quarters. You decided to take the risk and make an attempt at using this still relatively new technique. You reached out your hands, summoning leaves from the trees. They surrounded your fists like boxing gloves, your cursed energy reinforcing the leaves to be almost as hard as the bark from the trees they came from.

You sprinted toward the Special Grade, preparing to land a blow. As you reared back for a punch, the Special Grade disappeared from in front of you. Then you felt a blow land on your back and you were sent through the forest until a particularly thick tree stopped your projectile body. Luckily, you reacted quickly enough to reinforce your front with cursed energy. If it wasn’t for your quick thinking, you probably would’ve been knocked out immediately.

You picked yourself up from the ground, but the world was spinning. You leaned against a tree to collect your thoughts and rest a bit. The Special Grade was insanely fast and had no blind spots. You were panicking; this was well out of your skillset. Perhaps Daisuke was right; Satoru should’ve joined in on this mission. But you knew that wasn’t possible, as he also had his own Special Grade mission to handle today.

You brought a hand up to your face and gave yourself a hard smack. This was no time to doubt yourself or panic. You had two comrades out there fighting a Special Grade curse alone. There was no doubt that the Special Grade would notice you if you tried to rejoin the fight, at least on the ground. Your best bet would be to get the high ground; there would be fewer eyes on the top half, so the chances of you being noticed would be less than if you arrived by foot.

Okay, you had an idea. Now, to get an idea of how the fight was going. You kneeled down to the ground and placed your hand onto the ground, closing your eyes. You sent a minimal, hardly detectable pulse of cursed energy toward the fight through the ground. From what nature informed you, the fight was mostly one-sided in favor of the Special Grade. Daisuke was pretty beat up, and Sumi wasn’t in good shape either.

You got up then hurriedly began climbing the nearest tree. As you climbed up, you manipulated the bark to form grooves for you to place your hands and feet on. As you reached a decent height, you created a bridge with the overlapping tree branches sturdy enough for your weight. You sprinted across the bridge, ignoring your double vision. You definitely had a concussion, but now was not the time for you to worry about that. You didn’t wanna lose your comrades on this mission. Not again.

You wiped the tears that were threatening to fall from your eyes. In your final year of Tokyo High, your two classmates were killed right before your eyes on a mission. You escaped out of pure luck, but was determined to get stronger to avenge their deaths. If you let those two die… well, then, that meant you hadn’t gotten strong enough to protect anyone else.

Once you were just out of sight range of the cursed spirit, you closed your eyes to sense the battle again. Sumi was sitting on the ground, back to a tree as she watched the fight between Daisuke and the Special Grade. She was barely conscious, and it seemed like she had lost a lot of blood. You had an idea, but in order for it to work, you needed her help.

Using thin vines, you sent a message within her sight: I am still alive. I’m going to trap the Special Grade curse with branches. Use a fire spell on it when it’s bound.

All you could hope was that she was able to read the message and had enough cursed energy to cast the spell. You began moving branches from distant trees close to the Special Grade, as fast as possible without your cursed energy being detected. Once they were close enough, you waited for the right moment.

As Daisuke finally landed a hit with his cursed energy, moving the curse to the center of the shrine remnants, you launched your attack. The branches extended as fast as you could make them move. The hit Daisuke landed had temporarily slowed the Special Grade, enough for your branches to immobilize it. As the branches gripped the curse, Sumi sent a fire spell toward it, just as planned.

The branches (and the cursed spirit) caught on fire. But something was wrong; normally, you could extract cursed energy from a curse with your cursed technique to exorcise, but that wasn’t happening. Was it resisting? You felt a tug on the branches.

Without thinking, you acted on your own. You re-equipped the leaves cursed technique, as you jumped from the trees above. As gravity brought you closer to the Special Grade, you reared back to prepare the punch you had wanted to introduce it to earlier. As your fist landed on the curse, you allowed the leaves to leave your fist, sending it into the curse’s body. The leaves caught on fire before they entered the curse, imploding it.

So, you managed to exorcise the Special grade. But, doing so took all of your cursed energy and you had no more left to cushion your fall. Luckily, you managed to adjust your fall so that you slid on your stomach parallel to the ground instead of falling headfirst. It still hurt, and you definitely broke a few ribs doing that.

You somehow had enough energy to turn yourself onto your back, looking up at the starry night sky as the curtain was released. Your first Special Grade mission. Everyone lived and you exorcised it without Satoru’s help. Ha. He would be so proud of you.

You began to fall into unconsciousness right as you felt familiar arms lift you up.

When you woke up, you were in Shoko’s infirmary. There was a thin blanket covering your bottom half. Suddenly the events came back to you.

You sat up, gasping for air. Where were Sumi and Daisuke?

“You might want to lay back down,” a familiar voice told you. “Shoko healed you, but the pain might still be there.”

You did as the voice said, laying back at the elevated position you woke up in. You look over and blinked a few times, seeing your boyfriend sitting in a chair next to your bed. He was in his work uniform, including his blindfold. You winced as you felt a pain in your chest; Satoru was right, there still was residual pain.

“I exorcised a Special Grade,” you croaked.

“I know. I’m proud of you.” He grabbed your hand and squeezed it, giving you a soft smile, showing off his tiny dimples. His smile quickly turned to a frown as he lectured, “However, what you did was risky and crazy.”

“Aren’t you the one who says that jujutsu sorcerers have to be crazy to survive?” you argued.

“Yes, but there’s a difference between crazy and throwing your life away.”

“You saw that?” you asked, much more awake than you were a few seconds ago.

“I hurried as fast as I could with my own mission to come assist you if you needed. I got there right as you pulled that stunt of yours.”

You pulled your hand from his and placed your face in both of your hands, embarrassed that he saw you launch yourself from several meters high, use up all of your cursed energy, then make a hard landing onto the ground.

“How’s the other two?” you asked, refusing to move your face from your hands.

“Alive and doing well. You’re the most beat-up out of everyone.”

You removed your hands, clasping them together in your lap. “Thank goodness…”

“There wasn’t a Sukuna finger either,” Satoru reported to you. “The villagers’ fear of the shrine must have caused it to grow to a Special Grade. Now, come on. Shoko said you could come home once you woke up.” Satoru stood up, then scooped you up from the bed. You screamed in protest, now wide awake.

“Wha--Put me down!”

“No can do, honey. Doctor’s orders. Nothing strenuous for the next week.”

“Satoru, I don’t think walking counts as strenuous!”

He smiled his signature shit-eating grin, then gave you a kiss on your forehead. No fair, he knew forehead kisses were your weakness. You melted into his arms at how tender his kiss was, now docile and less likely to argue with him.

In a flash, he teleported the two of you to his apartment, setting you on the bed in front of him. After placing you on the bed, he yanked off his blindfold and began rummaging through his dresser, looking for a set of his clothes for you to wear. He tossed the shirt and pants toward you, not even bothering to turn around while you changed. You’d been together for so long (or at least, it felt like a long time) that there wasn’t anything particularly embarrassing about changing in front of each other.

You winced while lifting your hands up to take off your shirt, so Satoru was by your side in an instant, helping you take off your shift without much pain. He even helped you out of your bra and put on his shirt.

“You don’t need me to help you with the pants, do you?” he teased.

“I think I can handle it on my own,” you replied, standing up and shuffling out of your pants. Satoru’s pants were much too long for you, so you had to roll not only the waistband but also the cuffs so that they didn’t constantly drag on the ground. Not like you minded doing that; there was just something about his clothes that was infinitely more comforting than your own, and he knew that more than anyone else.

As you adjusted the pants, Satoru left the bedroom to head toward the kitchen, no doubt to start cooking some of your favorite foods. You laid down on your shared bed, happy to be home. It was a long day (Days? How long were you even unconscious?) and you were glad to have such a caring boyfriend, even if he was being a little annoying about this.

About an hour later, Satoru came into the bedroom with a tray of food. He wouldn’t let you even touch the chopsticks, insisting on feeding you food because he didn’t want you to “strain yourself.” You thought he was just being a little too overprotective, but you allowed him to feed you anyway. The look of satisfaction on his face was just too cute for you to deny him this tiny pleasure.

After dinner, you immediately wanted to go to bed. Satoru quickly ate his portion of dinner then changed out of his work clothes into something much more comfortable to sleep in. He joined you under the covers, using his cursed energy to turn off the lights. You felt his arms gently snake their way around your waist, pressing you into his front. You sighed in contentment; he was warm, but not too warm.

After a few seconds of silence, you piped up, “Satoru?”

“Yes?”

“Thank you for taking care of me. I love you.”

He placed a gentle kiss on your neck, just behind your ear. “Anything for you, my love,” he breathed onto your neck. You could feel him smiling gently. “Maybe we should just get married.”

You grumbled something, not even quite sure what you said or even what he said completely. Before sleep overtook you, you mumbled out one last final “I love you,” incredibly happy to be in your boyfriend’s arms at the moment.

[saturnznct]

➸ request from anon; hello could you maybe do a nct dad au where one of the boys gets another child? maybe taeyong, yuta or doyoung

➸ note; im a lil bit drunk i think so apologies for any tagging spellong errors i do not feel freal rignjt now lol. but i watend to post this thank u for reqeusting bestie  skrry if its short

➸ word count; 437 words

➸ akane; aged 3, kaede; newborn

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‘Look,’ Yuta smiles, his seemingly huge finger wrapping around your new daughter’s tiny fist, ‘look how beautiful she is.’

‘Just like Akane... but smaller,’ you croak, voice hoarse from all of the screaming and lack of sleep.

Yuta, who is laying on his side next to you, removes his hand from your hair and sits up.

‘Do you want some water?’

‘No,’ your voice is still incredibly raspy, your eyes filled with the tears from your yawning, ‘stay with us please.’

‘Of course,’ he lays back down.

‘I can’t believe she is finally with us,’ you say, finally tearing your gaze away from Kaede, ’you have the two girls that you wanted.’

‘Akane will be thrilled,’ Yuta muses, thinking about all of the times that Akane would insist that your baby was a girl.

When you catch Yuta’s gaze, his eyes are glazed over with a faint veil of tears, although you’re not sure from what, tiredness or overwhelming emotion.

‘Do you want to hold her?’ You ask him, ‘I feel as though I’m hogging her.’

‘Yeah, come on Kaede, lets give your mama a little break,’ Yuta moves up the bed so that he is sitting down next to you.

He takes your new daughter from you, who whines and protests at being shifted.

’Sorry Kae,’ he whispers, bouncing her a bit, ‘but surely you know me, right? You heard my voice while you were in there. To be honest, I wasn’t sure if it was possible to love someone like I love your older sister. But today I feel like you’ve made the size of my heart double… I love you so much Kaede.’

‘I can’t wait for Akane to meet her,’ you say as you turn onto your side, yawning, ‘do you think she’ll be happy?’

‘Are you kidding?’ Yuta exclaims, eyes wide, ‘she’s been looking forward to her baby sister for months.’

‘I guess you’re right,’ you sigh, ‘but you know how much I can worry.’

‘And there’s no need for it,’ Yuta removes one hand from Kaede’s body to comfortingly rub your side. You study Kaede’s face

‘I think Kaede looks more like you than Akane does,’ you tell him, ‘Akane is definitely more me than you. But Kaede has your eyes. Your big brown eyes.’

‘She has your mouth though,’ Yuta muses ’so pretty.’

‘I was worried too,’ you admit, ‘I worried whether I had enough love to give her. But you gave me yet another beautiful baby, And I am so grateful that you’re their father.’

‘I love you,’ he grins, leaning over for a kiss.

‘I love you too.’

[convxction]

ooc. breaking news, i will rant. *fixes glasses & eyebrow raises for seriousness*

first of all, how... THE FULCUK DARE YOU INTELSYS NOT GIVE ME CHROM AND EMMERYN DUO HUH??????? I HAVE BEEN BEGGING FOR YEARS... JUST GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AT LEAST LISSA!!!!!! OR WITH FREDERICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 COME ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AT THIS POINT YOU'ER MAKING ME RENEW MY PASSPORT JUST TO COME AND START A STRIKE INFRONT OF YOUR COMPANY! ...just give me chrom with someone else beside robin ;;a;; lucinaaa????? VAAAAAAAAAIKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sobs....uuughhh.....someone else please..........chrom has many supports....please....i beg of you.... i love c/hrobin but cooommeee oonnnn ;;a;; on my spaghettis knees.....

*fixes the problem*

jokes aside. i like the arts. everyone is adorable and makes you think about how a four years old is going to murderize you with that big ass axe she got.

respect the liz. respect the toads and frogs she leaves in your tents.

now let me look at the lines and whatever curve lore balls they have for us. and ofc i will be checking jp, too because i always say this my krumb and my awakening muses in general are mix of both.

already with pain.

in jp robin is a bit...clueless to why she on reflex hide her hand. or the vibe i get. like is the brand visible at that age? does she know what it means? did the grimleal tell her or her mom or dad??? aaa...the brand topic is just the chef kiss to make my brain go brrr lets think. also this is a child, not the older version avatar. obviously, she got baggage she still does not fully understand--why her brand gives that bad vibe and everyone is always EYES EMOJI at it. not the greatest pressure to grow up with sobs.

listen my dude. you need to tone down how 'idiotic' chrom looks. please. intelsys we get the whole idiots can be adorable but sometimes u push it a little bit too far and it gets repetitive and boring. in jp it is clearly he is more interested in the fact there are different kinds of 'girls'. meanwhile, in english hes like 'wow cant believe girls exist ugh' this is why i dont trust localization easily. tbh his jp line can be idiotic too but if you think about chrom and his circle of 'girls friends/ associate' are limited to his sisters then you can understand why he says something like "there are different kinds of girls huh' also i love that he is saying that to a girl.

chrom: wow so there are different kind of girls, huh, robin

robin: .... haha ... yeah

tldr: chrom is idiot. i can say this. you can't. it is the law here. dont break it.

you mean your sisters-in-la---*shot/stabbed* ...tiny tear because in JP she calls chrom...Chrom-san......... CHROM SAN...............................CROM SAN........... OLDER CHROM HAS SUSTAINED CRITICAL DAMAGE. A FRIEND SHOULDNT USE SAN WITH HIM WHYYYY TINY ROBIN NOOOOOOOOOOO DONT KILL CHROMMMMMMM!!! DONTTTTTTTTT its a nice detail ngl because they are not 'friends' their bond is still on the work and she knows he is a prince so she is being polite...waaa.....

chrom: chrom is ok

robin: ...............chrom......................san.

chrom: ;A; !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

insert your training generic line.

chrom panic mode. gotta stick with his sisters!!!! GOTTA PROTECT THEM!!!!!!

lays on the ground ........ cry. why are you making this child suffer? please.

the fact in jp she is not 100% sure if he is 'good person' is super funny to me LOL listen. with that scowl and big sword she can freely press A to doubt lololol also she is throwing shades at him asking if his sisters are suffering because of him ...--GIRL............listen................we................dont have a defense. true. it is all true. also this actually makes me go ooooooo because i always thought he was rebel when he was a kid. this confirms he is pretty much a troublemaker (to some extent ofc) and robin is already on his BS lol hear me out. a little boy who suddenly saw his country turn upside down in mere months and not only that but people chanting curses and vindication at your father who started a war and lost it; and by default doomed everyone with him. yeah. 'cheerful' chrom was a hard earned phase after that hurt and confusion phase he went through.

still a bakaptain. once a reckless idiot, will always be reckless idiot.

chrom got that 'mature' vibe to him when he speaks no? guess it does not help when you are forced to grow faster after your stupid father fucks things up. ... add him so we can punch the daylight out of him but make him ugly so i dont go IF HE BAD WHY HE HOT HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM cough

oh no...

oh noo.....pain...

聖痕...seiko..stigmata ...stigma huh. if you consider the fell dragon brand a bad omen, then calling it a stigma is not farm off, you know?

禍々しく不吉な… sobs stop.... stop hurting heeeerrrrrrrrr. a child saying they have something on their body that is sinister and ominous is not fun guys ;a;

also confirmed chrom is idiot.

robin: i have something sinister on my body...

chrom: WOW COOL SAME HAT? THATS WHY WE WERE TOGETHER~

robin: km pls

deep fried sigh ... let👏her👏be👏happy👏damnit!!!!👏👏👏👏👏👏

hmm ... i prefer chrom's line in jp because it does fit his mindset of wanting to help emmeryn and not just 'have to'.

cries. robin's love for books is adorable waaaaa.

unknown footage of chrom reading some books she recommended. help me they are cute.

also chrom wanting to be a strong man .. hehehehe buddy let me tell you that you will be the stronkest of them all--WALL CRUSHER!!!!!

i told konkon that what if they did meet (in a parallel world) when they were kids and chrom's dad finds about chrom's new friend and perhaps wanted to use that in his favor etc etc etc ... FATHER WHY MUST YOU BE AN ASSHOLE???????????????????????????????????

what if.... they actually meet .... but naga is like nah too soon. erase their memories because of the previous idea^^^ dad might abuse this friendship sobs ...

i mean naga already intervened a couple of times but not to the extent that she can 'change' things directly so perhaps the use of the brand or someone she can ....uuuh communicate with???? i might want to think about this hmm ~ i feel like naga does have more 'power' or like ...uhhh... things going on but we don't see all her plans.

oh and emmy and frederick convo ;u;

nobody deserves emmeryn ... or frederick ngl. MY MAN WILL KEEP COLLECTING DEM PEBBLES AND PEBBLE CHROM'S ENEMIES WITH THEM AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAA!

i love my awakening children ;u;

[rk-xin]

I would tell u but I have zero clue, they slept on the same bed, I think? Idk maybe they fucked or maybe they just talked about boys (eachother) or maybe its maybelline

i hear you, i see you, i respect you. heres a drabble based on your dream bc why not! (for continuity purposes, this would probably take place somewhere in-between the events of chapters 8 and 9..... so not yet where we are in canon.) enjoy <3

「 prompt(?): astutia and carys room together on a school trip. and, as always, things get... interesting. 」

cw: they make out. uh. yeah. 👍

“And much to my own dismay,” the teacher sighs, “you will get to choose your roommates for the trip.” He completely ignores the burst of cheering that comes from the students piled into the lecture room before him. “You’ll be in pairs. Choose wisely, then come to me with your assignments.”

As he prattles on about the rules and regulations regarding the field trip, Dream feels a shiver run up his spine, almost like a sixth sense, before a voice whispers by his ear, “How ‘bout it, prez? You gonna share a room with me?”

He whips around, hand reaching up to cover the heat on his ears, to meet George’s smirk head-on. Tilting his head to the side and gazing into Dream’s eyes with feigned innocence, George laughs under his breath.

“What’re you blushin’ about?” he muses, raising a brow. “I do hope the school president’s not thinking about doing inappropriate things on a school trip.”

Dream narrows his eyes at him. “I wouldn’t dare.”

George hums. “Oh, but I would. You know that.”

For his own sanity, Dream ignores the comment. “Who says we have to room together?” he queries, clutching desperately at any opportunities to escape. He doesn’t think he can survive a night with George Carys.

“Well,” George drags out, glancing around at the students who fail to hide their staring at the hit-couple of the school, “I’d say this is as good an opportunity as ever to really solidify our relationship.” When he grins, his fangs gleam. “Don’t you?”

Dream curses himself in his head. If he argues, it’ll be for naught. It’ll be suspicious. So he sighs, pinches the bridge of his nose, and gets up. “Fine. I’ll go put our names down.”

Entirely happy with winning, George grins, leaning back into his chair with a satisfied sigh. “Attaboy.”

-----

“You have got to be kidding me.”

Carrying both his and George’s luggage, because of a bet gone wrong, Dream stands at the entrance of their room, completely flabbergasted at the sight. Meanwhile, George loses his shit right beside him, cackling laugh echoing throughout the probably-very-thin walls.

They’ve arrived in the hotel room they’re supposed to stay in for the night, assigned by the school, and Dream is staring at one bed. A singular bed. If you do the math - two people, one bed, George Carys - it doesn’t add up all that well.

The president (delicately) drops the bags on the floor, before pivoting on his heel. “I’m going to talk to Mr-”

“Oho, no, you don’t,” George cuts in, wrapping an arm around Dream’s waist and shoving him away from the door.

He stumbles on his feet, taking a few steps backwards to regain his balance. “Carys, what- are you supposing we share a bed?”

George scoffs, rolling his eyes and striding over. “I’ve had your tongue in my throat before, prez. Sharing a bed won’t be the worst thing you’ve done with me.”

The comment shocks Dream enough to have him avert his gaze and clear his throat. Sure, he and George have engaged in... activities before, but- Well. It might be because of those activities that he’s not too keen on sharing a bed with the man who might as well have spawned by the Devil’s side.

He’s keenly aware of the fact that George has closed the door, and per the itinerary, they’re stuck in their rooms until seven tomorrow morning. Which, unfortunately, leaves Dream to spend the next excruciatingly stuffy nine hours alone with George Carys.

God help him.

-----

At an hour too dark to know the difference between night and dawn, Dream lays awake in the sheets. He can’t tell if the heat he’s feeling is coming from the slow ceiling fan, the heavy blanket, or the warmth of George’s body radiating from him in waves.

He tries to focus on anything other than the body behind him - switching from listening to the ticking of the clock, listening to the small indicators of nightlife outside the window, and counting his breaths.

Too many minutes have passed, of him simply trying to fall asleep. Maybe even hours.

And when he hears George stir, he knows there’s no denying it.

George isn’t going to let him sleep at all tonight.

There’s a hum, contemplative and low, and way too close to Dream’s neck for his own good. “How many people do you think are fucking right now, trying to keep quiet?”

“That’s none of our business,” Dream answers, wishing he was already asleep. “And stop being so crude.”

Really, he needs George to stop. Because any more snide remarks about fooling around might lead to Dream thinking about fooling around, and Dream thinking about fooling around might lead to him wanting to fool around.

And he can’t have that.

“Oh, come off it, sweetheart,” George laughs, low and gravelly in the otherwise silent hours of the night. Dream tries so, so hard not to let the petname register in his head. “You love my foul mouth.”

“I really don’t.” (He really does.)

Instead of words, Dream gets a response with a familiar hand winding its way across his waist; before he can react, his back is against the sheets, and there’s a shadow hovering above him.

The only light in the room comes from a streetlamp outside, behind their closed sheer curtains, basking Dream’s view in rays of dull gold. It catches on the studs and rings of George’s piercings; on the fang-toothed grin.

And Dream can’t decide whether to focus on how pretty George is in the moment, or to focus on the fact that he’s probably really truly undeniably fucked.

George cocks his head to the side, curls following the movement. “You do know that everyone expects this from us, right?”

“They do not-”

He’s interrupted by George’s snickering. “C’mon, sweetheart, you can’t be that oblivious.” Dream can't find it in himself to answer - not when he can feel the weight of George's legs on his own, pinning him down; not when he can feel those callused fingers trail a path up along his arm. “Everyone’s well aware that we’re together tonight - and they’re more than aware that we’re together. Successful plan and all that, right?”

Dream risks a glance away. “Even if we were actually together, we wouldn’t- I wouldn’t-” Having George above him, hearing his breath in his ear, feeling their chest press up against each other - it’s all way too distracting for his brain to work. “Most people have self-control, Carys.”

“I’m not most people, prez,” he answers, and Dream can just hear the grin in his voice. And once he lets his eyes focus in the dark, he can see it too. Just as devilish as ever; just as promising.

This was a really... really bad idea.

And Dream knows it - he's very aware of it.

But with Carys, anything bad ultimately turns... well, worth it. In some way or another. (And who is Dream to fight that?)

Focused eyes mean he can see every painfully beautiful detail of George's face as he leans in; leans closer; as his dark eyes flicker down to what Dream can't mistake as anything other than his lips.

"Carys," he breathes out when he feels chapped lips against his own, voice barely audible, "the walls, they-"

George smiles against Dream's lips, the warmth of his chuckle flooding the inside of Dream's mouth. "What about them? 'fraid people will hear?"

"Of course I am, you-"

"Guess you're gonna have to stay quiet then," George taunts.

"That's-" An all-too-familiar force pushed against him completely shuts the president up, setting off all his instincts. And, after that, he's nothing but a man with his hands cupped around a soft waist, and his gut twisting into knots.

He doesn't know how long he's stuck there, dancing around to George's whim, keeping all his heavy breaths and groans repressed in the back of his throat.

The students may already know what happens behind the closed door of the president and the delinquent, but Dream sure as hell isn't going to give them audible proof of it.

He has some respect.

But, apparently, zero shame - because when he feels a slender hand snake its way under his shirt, pressing the palm against his stomach, he does absolutely nothing to suppress the choked gasp that escapes his lips.

With the infinitesimal amount of mercy in his blood that he has, George pulls back for a brief moment, if only to laugh. "What ever happened to 'quiet', sweetheart?"

Dream squeezes his eyes closed, embarrassed to no end. Oh, he really hopes whoever is in the next room is dead asleep. "Shut up," he grumbles out.

Not even the shadow of an unlit room can hide the pure red blush forming across the president's cheeks and ears. George revels in the new information.

Dream covering half his face with his hand doesn't help to hide his flush, either, but George doesn't love a barrier. So he holds Dream's wrist in his grasp, pulling his arm down to rest that broad hand on his chest.

It would be romantic, Dream thinks, to be able to feel George's heartbeat.

In any other situation.

But the one that he's currently in leaves him with nothing but hazy thoughts and a steady beat against his palm, the pounding reverberating in his ears. He can't tell where his heartbeat ends, and where George's starts.

"Foul mouth," George hums, voice husky in an effort to remain in whispers. "Let's train that out of you, hm?"

God.

Dream really should've roomed with someone else.

-----

At breakfast, Dream raises a brow when Quackity - of all people - pulls a chair up at the table and sits down next to him.

"Hey, Dream." Well, Dream's not one to complain about making friends with peers.

"Good morning, Quackity," he replies. "Did you sleep well?"

Quackity's shoulders jump with his little 'hm' noise, something in-between a shrug and a hum. "Could've been better."

Before Dream can reply with some casual response of 'that's how it always is on school trips, isn't it?', Quackity is leaning into his space, like he has a secret to tell.

"Listen," he starts nonchalantly, voice quiet and meant for purely the two of them, "next time you and ol' Georgie over there wanna be hormonal teenagers, could you, like, keep the noise down?"

Dream chokes on his apple juice.

From beside him, George snorts.

[the end. lol.]

now, as much as i'd love to tell you they did the deed, it simply does not line up with the timeline of the fic. so, sorry to disappoint, but canonically they probably just made out here. but like. feel free to imagine smth else if you really want to lmao I'm not in charge here.

hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! (yes, I did use this as an excuse to procrastinate on chapter 7. sorry not sorry.)

thanks for sharing the brainrot, lime. hope this was as good as your dream lmao <3

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Day 7: Free Day / AUs - Lies

To her left was Jade, and to her right was Crowley. Something was definitely wrong with this picture.

Awkward “family” dinner time~

jnjadaafiabasd I was not built to do timed prompts... Everything felt rushed or not fully proofread, but I tried my best with what little time I had! 🎉 This last week was a bit of a struggle, but I’m proud of myself for pulling through in the end!

A flurry of footsteps reverberated through the Crowley household. Raven hurtled down a stairwell and practically threw herself at the front door, flinging it open. Beyond the door, a masked man and his suitcases awaited.

“Uncle!! You’re back!!” she cried breathily—tired from the dash from the attic to the front porch.

“Hohoh.” Crowley lowered the golden key in his hand. “You’ve beaten me to the punch, it seems.”

“It helps when I’ve got a big window to spy from.” Raven grimaced as talons wove themselves into her hair and raked along her scalp. Her head was left a mess, hair sticking up at odd angles. “How was your trip?”

“There will be plenty of time for stories—you do so love those, don’t you? Just give me a moment to get settled back and have a bite first, little black bird.”

“Okay!” Raven chirped. She eagerly reached for a suitcase. “Here, I’ll he—”

“Please, allow me.”

Her fingers met only air, for the suitcase was snatched up before she could make contact. The other was claimed just as quickly, ending up in the hands of a slimy, smiling eel.

“... Jade Leech-kun.”

“Headmaster.” Jade lowered his head in mock deference. “It is a pleasure to have you back with us. I do hope your conference fared well.”

Crowley’s mouth tightened into a straight line. “You’ll not hear a single peep from me!”

“My, my. You’ve entrusted me with handling your home and your niece in your absence, but not with casual conversation? Truly, I am hurt.”

(Raven shot Jade a warning look, but it went ignored.)

“Leave my bags, and leave us be. Your services are no longer required,” the headmaster crowed. He dug into his pockets and produced a (wrinkled) checkbook and gold-plated fountain pen. “Name your price.”

“I believe that is a value that would be best negotiated with Azul—but worry not, I am not personally interested in your madol.”

... That’s obviously a sketchy thing to say, especially for Octavinelle. They always collect what they’re owed, Raven noted. What does he have up his sleeve now?

Jade’s shoulders suddenly sagged, and a sad smile made its way onto his face. “It is a shame, though... to be chased out before I was able to share my cooking with our esteemed headmaster. It brings a tear to my eye.”

Crowley’s ears perked up—while Raven’s stomach sank.

“Cooking, you say?”

“U-Uncle, don’t fall for it...! He’s baiting you!!” Raven hissed, tugging harshly on his cape.

“I had plans to prepare an extravagant feast, too,” Jade continued, “to welcome you home. A hearty wild game stew, garnished with garden herbs. Fresh baked bread, with a thick crust, perfect for mopping up excess stew. Braised duck in a bright citrus sauce, so succulent and tender that the meat falls off at the bone. Mint gelée on the side—”

“I’m listening...” Crowley’s beady eyes narrowed with vague suspicion. “And just how much would this hypothetical feast cost me?”

“Don’t listen to him, Uncle!!”

“Fufu. There is no need to concern yourself with such trivial matters. Consider it a gift from myself to you.”

“UNCLE!!” Raven screeched—but her frantic calls no longer reached him.

The headmaster was far gone, lured to the water’s edge by a siren’s song. Plastering a wide grin on his face, Crowley spread his arms.

“Jade Leech-kun, why don’t you join us for dinner?”

Raven slowly lowered her face into her hands.

To her left was Jade, and to her right was Crowley. Something was definitely wrong with this picture.

Raven glared into her platter of food, refusing to look at either of them. She poked at a slab of meat with her fork, watching the shine of fat dance. Did that glisten belong to a tasteless poison, or to a savory glaze?

Well, the other meals he prepared were safe. This should be fine too... right? Raven carefully inserted a corner into her mouth and tore off a chunk.

Crowley let out a delighted laugh from his seat. “Delicious! Simply delicious!! You’ve outdone yourself with this meal.”

“I am glad to hear that you enjoy it, headmaster.” Jade was handling his silverware a little too deftly for Raven’s liking, driving a knife into his steak with the skill and precision of a predator digging its teeth into vital arteries. And still, that polite smile remained.

She stared—and it did not go unnoticed.

While the headmaster continued to gush, Jade lifted his eyes to meet Raven’s. His smile turned decidedly less kind for a few moments, taunting her. How easily he had infiltrated the home and gotten her guardian wrapped around his finger. It was maddening.

“Miss Raven, you haven’t touched your food,” Jade pointed out.

“Don’t tell me what to do.”

“I am merely advising that you look after your own health and wellbeing,” Jade insisted. “And to think you were so eager to consume my cooking when it was just the two of us...”

“Sh-Shut up...!! I... I can’t help that I’m not used to unwanted guests at the table!”

“Now, now, Raven-kun!” Crowley waved his fork at his niece. “Jade Leech-kun has provided a number of useful services during my absence. We should be more grateful to to have such a helpful young man with us!”

“Do I need to remind you that this same ‘helpful’ young man also ‘helped’ Azul enslave over 200 students?”

“That was then, this is now!”

... You’ve got to be kidding me.

“Yes, I do believe the headmaster is correct. Let us leave the past in the past.”

“As soon as you leave, I’ll gladly purge the events of last week from my mind.” Raven turned to Crowley. “Uncle! I’m no longer a child. The next time you need to leave, you needn’t call for a babysitter—I can take care of myself!”

“Hmm...” The headmaster glanced helplessly between his half-eaten dinner and his niece’s pleasing eyes. “We shall see what comes, given the circumstances.”

Raven sighed—still not fully satisfied with the answer, but unable to wean anything better out of him.

She jabbed her fork into a cherry tomato and chomped down hard on it. Her fangs pierced the red skin, sending some juice squirting onto her cheek. Raven wiped at it with a napkin, then continued to angrily munch on the tomato to vent her frustration.

The clinking of silverware filled the dining room. The air, stiff as stale bread. Crowley coughed—attempting to alleviate the tense atmosphere, but to little success.

“So,” the headmaster began, “did anything interesting happen while I was at the conference?”

“... We argued a lot,” Raven replied flatly. She tactfully left out several details, knowing that she would turn as red as the cherry tomato if she elaborated.

“I did learn quite a few interesting facts during my stay.”

Crowley glanced up from his plate, arching an eyebrow at the eel. “Such as...?”

“Oh, a great many things. For example, how a glittering object catches Miss Raven’s eye, the messiness of her quarters, her midnight musings, the odd manner in which she sleeps...”

Crowley (who had been peacefully inhaling his dinner up until that point) almost choked on a piece of bread. “E-EXCUSE ME?! I don’t recall granting you permission to enter the attic—”

“Wait, you didn’t?” Raven’s brows furrowed. “Then why...”

... Oh.

Another lie.

All along, it had been a lie.

Crowley’s panic, Raven’s confusion—neither seemed to faze Jade. He simply smiled, as collected as ever. Like he had planned this all along, she realized.

“I’m afraid that Miss Raven allowed me in of her own accord. Fufu. I am pleased that she has grown to trust my presence within her private quarters.”

“Is this true, Raven-kun?!”

“Er...” She shrunk back into her seat, wishing she could vanish into her feathered shawl. “I-It was an honest mistake... I didn’t mean to...”

“You know better than that, young lady!!” Crowley chided. “How many times must I warn you to keep shady characters out of your room?!”

“But Jade said--”

“Headmaster, you cannot blame her entirely,” the eel cut in smoothly. “Part of the fault lies with me, as well.”

He’s... confessing? That’s weird.

“I had to deliver her meal, since she refused to eat at the dining room table. Once I saw the state that the attic was in, I sought to return in the subsequent days to assist with cleaning it up. There were also times when I came to check in on Miss Raven, as she has a habit of staying up late into the night. They were all measures I took to ensure her health and comfort, at the cost of breaking a rule--and for that, I must apologize.”

“Oh?” Crowley rested his chin in a taloned hand. “Rule breaking aside, I must commend you for taking action. Putting others’ wellbeing above your own... Perhaps I initially misjudged your character, Jade Leech-kun!”

“I live to serve.”

“How very admirable of you! Yes, yes,” Crowley nodded enthusiastically, “I can rely on such a responsible youth to look after you in the future, Raven-kun!”

“H-Huh? No, no!! He’s definitely still every bit as shady as you thought he was!!” she protested, leaping to her feet and thrusting an accusing finger at Jade. “He’s just lying again...!! He always lies!!”

“Oya, Miss Raven... It’s not healthy for you to become so worked up.” Jade hid his mouth behind his hand--no doubt that his teeth would otherwise be on full display in a cruel grin. “Here, have some more mashed potatoes--I’ve infused them with garlic. This should help temper your blood pressure.”

“I don’t want your stupid mashed potatoes...!!”

Oblivious to the tension in the room, Crowley lifted his glass up and laughed. “Hohoh! It’s nice to see Raven-kun socializing with her peers.”

[bondedtrauma]

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lobotomy i LOVE ur filthy rot brain. the aesthetics that your blog + muses hold are so FUCKING!!!! GOOD! we don’t have NEAR enough interactions on this blog NOR MY MULTI. i’m gonna bodyslam u into discord for plotting. also i hope u like the nickname ‘tomy’ because it’s sticking for life. i love your psd for your icons! it makes me want to switch my own to match lol. it can fit a lot more of an expression in a bigger canvas and brrrrr it scratches my brain. your blog aesthetic is so perfectly creepy and i ADORE IT. i love our alpha conversations ooc on discord too! some of the shit u and leo be saying tho.......my god i added both of the biggest crazies on this hellsite. also ur graphics are all gorg and i love seeing u post edits/reading new bios!

as for MUSES: HISAO is such a rat i love him SO MUCH. i want to write more with him and kaneki ofc -- they have such a funny dynamic and even if ken pushes him around he really loves his company :) he’s starting to see him as a dad figure that he always craved as a kid and it makes me....angsty. 12/10!!!!! AGELOS is a character i just KNOW elli’s savior complex would just jump out at. i havent interacted with him yet but i just read his bio / interactions and ;w; WEEP!!!!  i’m taking him away from u bc ur too mean to him. i wanna kiss their little forehead and tell them tht theyve done enough.

IZZABEL is so interesting to me ! i havent interacted with them yet, but i see her threads on my dash with other ppl and im always just so ENTRANCED by her. the best word i can use to describe her is just haunting. they are another oc i just wanna hug and say everything will be okay!!!!! i hope she finds peace at one point UGH. deserved. ELLIOT has such an intriguing backstory! the mystique of finding out that you dont actually know as much as you thought you did about someone is always a harrowing experience, and i feel like that could be explored so well within lovelace’s psyche. mwah i love that trope tldr LOL. 

i haven’t yet interacted with JUNIOR, but i’m always SO excited to see his threads on my dash. he is the literal definition of ‘ little shit ‘ , and i feel like sekiko would wanna punt him across a football field. i crave that interaction LOL. i don’t know much about him quite yet, but i want to learn ! hanako being his fc fits ur blogs aesthetic too oml...pats him on the head. he seems like someone who would bite. does he bite? EUN is my favorite muse on ur blog. like hands down i adore him. i actively look forward to seeing his threads with you and my mutuals. he is SO FUCKING FUNNY. like he’s not even trying to be but the threads have me cracking up each time. also his BROTHER is hot and thats extra points. he’s such a brat and elli would mother him 100%. if he ever tried a pick up line on sekiko she would laugh in his face.  ALSO putting the rest under a read more because its getting long lol

DAEJEON yes sirrrrr!!!! im proud to say i was the first like on ur first starter call for him after his creation. clocked in a .4076 miliseconds because i’m just built that different. i love the interaction that he and elli held, and i think they could have a really cute platonic/sibling dynamic!! she just needs to be looked after 24/7 she gets into so much trouble just because of her naivete all the time. another possible plot could be them working together seeing that she interns in cyber forensics :) i always love ocs with chainsawman characters as a fc and MIER is no exception!! i love the uncanny valley vibe he has going and want to see more of him on my dash!!!! LET ME INTERACT WITH HIM!!!!

grabs SYBIL by the neck and squeezes him like a squeaky toy. I LOVE HIM. i love characters like him and idc if its problematic i just adore them. hes so creepy and rude and the idea of him wearing/creating masks is SO cool. he and sekiko’s past threads have cracked me up and we should have more of them!! GIVE ME A STARTER FOR HIMMM I COULD FIX HIM. GORI is so heartbreaking!!!! i have a thing for being TERRIFIED of losing my s/o and gori’s backstory is so sad :( i can’t imagine having to raise a kid after such a Wild(tm) incident. he has all of my support and i want to give him a forehead kiss....

JURO my love!!!!!! he’s reminiscent of frankenstein’s monster for me, and i just LOVE him. he’s so precious to me tbh idek why i have such an attachment to this muse. i just DO. grabby hands give me more of him!! SEVEN is such a perfect twist on the guardian angel trope. we haven’t had many interactions, but he was so kind to sekiko and i just want to hug him!! he seems so gentle and kindhearted but know you hes probably secretly fucked up LOL. CASINO is the coolest name ever so i wanna get that out of the way LOL. i love disturbed characters and i love putting elli in front of them with her ‘ i can fix them ‘ mindset. please let her try to fix him. he’s so gross but i LOVEH IM!!!! nasty, nasty, NASTY. i wanna know why sybil let him go 👀 and, lastly, tomatsu! i don’t believe i’ve seen any interactions with him yet, nor interact, but his design is SO COOL. i want to see a thread of him going feral <3

tldr: follow lobotomy for pretty graphics and wild muses!!!! plot wiht me tomy

[damn-stark]

Room to grow

Ellie x reader

Requested by anon “hiya could u please do an ellie from the last of us imagine with ellie saying how much she loves and appreciates the reader and its all fluffy? thanks!!!!! x”

Warning- swearing, talks of weapons and fluff!!

———-

It had been years since you had seen Ellie, years where you thought one another dead.

And how could you not, the world you lived in wasn't so merciful, you couldn’t hold room for hope for someone as reckless as Ellie. It would be a tragedy….it was for a while.

But alas here you were with your weapons pointing at one another's faces.

“Ellie?” You gasp softly.

Her eyes narrowed on your face and she fell completely paralyzed to her spot. You slowly lowered your weapon and searched her face, still unable to grasp the idea that it was in fact the same girl from your military days. She looked almost like an illusion, she didn’t even look like herself. But then again how could you not expect her not to grow up and mature in the past years.

One thing that didn’t change was that she was still very beautiful.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” she mused as she lowered her weapon. “Y/N?!”

You slowly release the breath of air that you didn’t know you had held in and nod slowly, feeling your lips tug slowly before you both simultaneously run up to each other to meet halfway for a tight embrace. “I can’t believe it,” you exclaim happily, “you’re alive!”

“You are too!” She replies in the same happy tone you had used. “Wow.” She tightens her embraces and you miss her grin. “I’m happy to see you!”

You hold each other for a moment longer before you both pull away to meet each other’s gaze.

“Wh-what are you doing all the way over here?” She asks as she hooks her weapon over her shoulder.

“Trying to live,” you shrug, “I left the military a long time ago. I needed to get out of Boston so I've just been wandering around to find a safe place.” Your eyes again search hers and you can’t help but smile wider. “What about you? What happened to you? I went to bed one night and when I woke up the next day there were reports of you missing.”

Ellie’s eyes drop and she sighs, “well, it’s a long story.” Her eyes lift to meet yours and she smirks. “You out here all alone?”

“As of yesterday.”

“Well,” she nods as her smile falls, “I’m sorry about that.”

“What can we do about it,” you whisper gloomily, “that’s life now.”

Ellie nods slowly in comprehension, her eyes checking out the forest beside you for a brief moment before her attention falls back on you to nervously interject. “Well, you know you can...come with me.” She laughs nervously and averts your gaze as you meet hers. “I'm part of a community and well I’m sure they’ll take you in….unless you have some secret evil intentions.”

You snort whilst you place your own weapon back to your side. “If I did, why would I tell you? Not much of a secret intention then, huh?”

Ellie laughs and shakes her head. “Guess not.” She points her head to the way she had come from and waits for you to fall by her side before she begins to lead you to her community, her humor still very much the same. “No, but really, no evil fucking plots, yeah?”

Your eyes slid to the corner to look at her as you grinned brightly and raised your hands to prove your innocence. “All good here. Unless you disappear again.”

Ellie shakes her head and meets your gaze, causing a heat to grow on your cheeks and for you to swiftly look on ahead. “I won’t. I swear.”

A short silence falls over the both of you where all you could hear were the birds singing in the depth of the forest to your side, the crunching of twigs and other greenery under your footsteps and the blue running lake to Ellie’s side. Hundreds of questions ran through your heads like the flowing water to her side, but none get shared out of how overwhelmed and shocked you both felt upon finding each other. Seeing one another felt like a dream, something that could be swept away if you closed your eyes.

To try and debunk that thought you both kept stealing looks at one another, slowly assuring yourselves that neither was in fact an illusion as you thought of something to ask. Mistakenly at the same time.

“How—”

“So how—”

You both cut each other off and keep your eyes on one another for a lingering moment before she lets you continue. “How have you been?”

“I’ve been,” Ellie begins to slowly answer, “good. All things considered.”

You release a lighthearted huff and assure her, “well y’know with how life is, that’s better than anything. We have to appreciate the good.”

Ellie draws in a deep breath and agrees nonetheless, “you’re right. Like you've been everytime before.”

You smirk and playfully push her shoulder. “Look at you, you’ve finally come to recognize what I’ve told you hundreds of times. You really have matured.”

“Pshh,” she expressed softly, drawing in another deep breath and slowly releasing it as she built up the courage to express what came to her mind. “If you have to know, I’m glad you’re alive, I’m glad we crossed paths again.”

You feel your cheeks burn hotter, contrasting the chilly weather that had taken over today. Your gaze falters nervously just like Ellie’s, but you let her continue.

“I never said that before but I always appreciated you,” she gently hits her palm with her fist and a blush begins to creep on her cheek. “I’m sorry I left you behind, everything just happened so quickly and I couldn’t go back.” She swallows thickly and finally pulls her eyes away to look ahead of her. “You were always nice to me, I always found you funny and very pretty...I still do,” she mumbles, “I….actually never stopped thinking about you.”

Your breath hitches and you can’t help but let the smile on your features from spreading wider, from feeling your heart do somersaults inside your chest. You notice her eyes steal glances but they don’t focus on you, they can’t because of how nervous she felt.

“I never,” you reveal, “I never stopped thinking about you either. Trust me I tried, but I never could.”

Ellie turns her head and remains silent for a brief moment, studying your face for a minute longer and finishing with what she needed to say. “I loved you, y’know.”

Slowly you register what she had revealed and don’t know if to smile or stay quiet. She totally surprised you with feelings you didn’t know she felt too. And you continued to stay quiet to wait if this was some joke. You waited in the silence that wrapped around the both of you until you couldn’t take any of it anymore. “I...loved you too.”

Again silence fills the air, but it’s a comforting silence unlike the one before, one where you both knew that now that you guys were back together that there was room to grow. To once again feel those same feelings as before.

[rouiettes]

raya and the ugliest fucking dragon i've ever seen holy fuck who the hell thought to give a dragon fuckiNG EYEBROWS WHY WHY—

aka the musings of a filo non-binary bisexual who feels victimized by the dragon designs of this fucking movie supposedly centred around THE LAST DRAGON???? MAYBE THEY SHOULD HAVE STAYED STONE GDI WHAT THE FUCK SERIOUSLY WHY DO THE DRAGONS LOOK LIKE THAT

let's get one thing straight.

none of the characters in this movie. rest assured. not a single straight person was in this movie. trust me.

raya and the last dragon had all the foundations of a good movie

IT COULD HAVE BEEN SO GREAT

BUT IT WASNT

AND HERE'S WHY

(in my humble opinion okay pls dont come for me)

a disney movie with sea culture at its heart and soul, i was so hyped to finally watch this movie

(not as hyped as i could have been tho bc let's be honest DISNEY DID SHIT WITH RAYA'S MARKETING)

(AND PERHAPS FOR GOOD REASON LOL I SWEAR I DONT HATE THIS MOVIE OKAY)

you had the amazing score, the amazing concepts for plot and characters, the solid solid worldbuilding???

if you just told me about how raya's setting and premise, i'd probably be "wow this movie sound like the whole package"

and then i'll actually watch the movie and have just as much trust issue as raya did :/

but i digress

A DISNEY MOVIE WITH SEA CULTURE AT ITS HEART AND SOUL

do you know how diverse sea culture is??? VERY

and one thing i was very happy to see was how raya handled it

it was by no means perfect but

the subtle shows of culture in the way the characters acted, and the environment of the movie was just CHEF'S KISS

not only that but the ideas the movie had in terms of its world and the people in it felt genuine, it felt alive

a dragon that isn't the typical fire-breathing lizard

characters who look like they could easily be my neighbours or children i've played with

instead of pandering to this movie felt like an actual homage to sea cultures

and for good reason bc seeing all those familiar names rolling in the credits had me feeling some type of way :")

also that fucking soundtrack gave me chills throughout my watch of the movie

okay now that we've got the things i actually like about the movie, let's talk about what i don't like

if there's one word i could use to describe disney's raya it would be: rushed

like i said in the beginning, all the groundwork for an astounding disney movie were already there

but all of it just goes to waste bc the plot and it's characters feel so Unfinished

the movie felt like a bullet-point presentation of the story

WHICH IS SO FUCKING DISAPPOINTING BC THE CHARACTERS SEEMED SO INTERESTING but all we got were shadows of what they could have been

cardboard cutouts of the archetypes they filled

i'm not asking for a bottomless well of depth, but i at least wanted more for the cast than just: angry misunderstood princess, angry misunderstood princess with an undercut, that one dancing kid from moana but with more spice, boss baby, and the mountain

and i get that they had to sacrifice some of their depth to keep the run time of the movie short but you have got to be better than this disney

i hate to compare but it felt like this movie tried to go beyond what moana gave us, and shot so far that it ended up back to where it started, and then stumbled back a few steps

AND IM NOT EVEN SAYING A DRAGON MOVIE WITH A BIG CAST IS IMPOSSIBLE

BC IT'S ALREADY BEEN DONE

HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON DID IT THREE TIMES

and you'd think the plot for one of the few disney movies with a non-western setting would have more than just a macguffin considering how batshit sea folk tales can be

but you'd think wrong folks.

GENUINELY IT FELT LIKE THEY WERE ATTEMPTING SOMETHING BUT WERE SHORT OF BRINGING IT TO FRUITION

sure moana had a macguffin too with the heart of te fiti, but the heart itself wasn't the heart of the movie

it was the journey of moana and maui

it was that BEAUTIFUL TWIST WITH TE KA AND TE FITI

ALL DELIVERED WITH A NATURAL FINESSE THAT HAD YOU ON THE EDGE OF YOUR SEAT

YOU WERE ALONG FOR THE RIDE OF THE STORY INSTEAD OF QUESTIONING EVERYTHING THAT WAS GOING ON LIKE I WAS

maybe this was just me but like, i felt so bad for the friend who watched this movie with me bc all i could go on and on was how the plot felt like it was getting in the way of itself

why didn't the different kingdoms (??) kept the gem in rotation or smth, when did they decide that heart would keep it and then get mad at heart for keeping it????

why didn't awkwafina dragon just show herself to the kingdoms bc everyone seems to be in agreement that dragons good right? that they would be the key to getting rid of the druun right??? SO THEY'D ALL AT LEAST HEAR HER OUT OR SMTH RIGHT????????

and yes raya has trust issues but it seems to only spring up at the most convenient times plot-wise, we didn't really see her learn to trust other people again OTHER THAN THE TIMES WHERE SISU WOULD HAMFISTEDLY SHOVE IT DOWN OUR THROATS THAT SOME PEOPLE ARE GOOD SOMETIMES RAYA

we see it with boun, but then she just trusts noi, her monkeys, and tong THE GUY WHO STRUNG THEM UP AND WAS THREATENING TO TORTURE THEM????????

i'm gonna be honest and say that if it weren't for namaari i'd have absconded the moment sisu came on screen

as far as i'm considered the actual plot of the movie is just the entire sword fight scene between her and raya

and finally

we get to the part i will be erasing from my brain for my own mental well-being

WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT DRAGON DESIGN

WHY OH WHY TH  E FUCK DOES SISU SOUND AND LOOK LIKE THAT

my friend said they looked like the ponies from mlp in 3d AND NOW I CAN NEVER UNSEE IT

THEY HAVE EYEBROWS THEY HAVE HUMAN FACES

HUMAN FACES ON MAJESTIC DRAGON BODIES

THE INTERNET HAS COLLECTIVELY DECIDED THAT SISU IS BASICALLY FURRY ELSA

every time we got a sisu close up i lost 5 years to my life

disney i am suing for damages

if you want me to drop the charges i demand raya 2: electric boogaloo but it’s just raya and namaari enemies to friends to lovers ark

and also for them to never say dragon nerds ever again

AGAIN. HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON GAVE US BEAUTIFUL DRAGON DESIGNS. HELL IF YOU WANTED MORE EASTERN LOOKING DRAGONS FUCKING SPIRITED AWAY??? HAKU??????????

AND YKNOW WHAT. SISU WOULDN'T EVEN LOOK THAT HORRIFIC IF THE MOVIE WAS IN 2D

im not the first person to be side-eying disney's decision to keep pumping out these 3d movies but like.

no amount of added dimensions could ever make that dragon design okay

and there so many more points i could go off on to show how this movie was rushed

how the other dragons, and even sisu's siblings whom she had been missing for the entire movie DIDNT MAKE A SINGLE SOUND???? NOT EVEN A FUCKING GROWL DISNEY???? DID YOU EVEN TRY WITH THE DRAGONS AT ALL??? THE SUPPOSED CENTRE OF THIS MOVIE'S PLOT?????????

HOW THE CHIEFS OF THE OTHER KINGDOMS WERE BASICALLY PLOT DEVICES????

THAT ONE CHIEF'S SKELETON WAS MORE INTERESTING THAN ANY OF THEM COMBINED ALIVE

kudos to that one granny chief though

u can never have enough bad ass old ladies

AND GOD THE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS JUST FELT SO FORCED

ALONG WITH WHATEVER LESSON SISU WANTED TO IMPART ABOUT TRUST

LOVE THESE CHARACTERS THEY ARE FUNNY THEY ARE FRIENDS FOUND FAMILY

TRUST PEOPLE IF U WANT THEM TO TRUST U

TRUST PEOPLE OR ILL LITERALLY FUCKING KILL U

children aren't stupid disney. if you tell your story well enough, they'll pick up on the messages you want to give them. YOU DONT HAVE TO THRUST EVERYTHING IN OUR FACES

i was exhausted by the time i finished this movie

bc i really wanted to love it. i wanted to feel more for it than just: well, it's a movie :)

i dont hate this movie though like it's not even worth the energy for that

i think that ultimately, despite all my issues with it, this movie was a step in the right direction when it comes to having non-western stories being told by non-western people in big name productions

i'm glad raya and the last dragon exists

i just can't help but be dissapointed though bc this movie put so much effort into putting my people and culture at its forefront but at what cost???

good characters and story for a good setting and design????

does it have to be one or the other?????

DOES THE DRAGON HAVE TO HAVE EYEBROWS??????

[ssamie]

ten. love is war!

oikawa tooru x fem langa!reader

(hq x sk8 the infinity)

warnings: spelling mistakes, swearing, 2k+ words, u have langa’s blue hair sorry

gen masterlist.                  "snow" masterlist

oikawa grumbled under his breath as he walked alongside of y/n. normally, he would be more than happy to be hanging with her so casually. but that certainly wasn't the case at the moment, seeing as, not only is iwaizumi with them, but also the five other friends of hers

"hey hey, where are we going exactly?" oikawa whispered to her

y/n peered back at him and smiled "well, we're just going wherever. it's been pretty long since i last saw my friends, after all" she said "but you can stay behind if you don't wanna come with oikawa-san" she said with furrowed brows as she took notice of his grumbling

oikawa took one quick glance at reki and grumbled even more as he shook his head "no, im coming with!" he huffed 

y/n nodded and chuckled sheepishly "okay, oikawa-san.. tell me if you need anything" she said 

"hey, actually.. am i even allowed to be here?" oikawa asked with a look of dread as he looks around them 

joe, cherry, miya, reki, and shadow were casually chatting along and yet he felt a little left out. 

"of course, oikawa-san" y/n reassured him with a smile "why? do you feel awkward?" she asked him. she then averted his eyes towards iwaizumi and mused "even iwaizumi-san is getting along with them quite well" she said 

oikawa sweat dropped and followed her line of sight "that's cus he's bonding with joe over some weird crossfit stuff!" he exclaimed. oikawa sighed and stared longingly at his best friend "even miya likes him" he playfully cried "all that kid does is bully me and call me a slime" he sulked 

y/n sweat dropped and chuckled at his antics. "well then, you can stick with me if you want" she mused. "i won't let you feel left out, oikawa-san" she chuckled "since you did the same for me when i fist joined the team, remember?" she smiled 

oikawa stared up at her with comical tears flowing down his cheeks and beamed "thank you! you're the best, y/n-chan!!" oikawa cheered 

y/n laughed as the brunette hugged her arm and leaned down to rest his head on her shoulder. "you look silly oikawa-san, please stand straight" she sweat dropped as she struggled to walk with his towering form clinging onto her 

oikawa laughed and did as he was told, though still keeping their arms locked together. "dont be like that, y/n-chan~" oikawa cooed "y know you love me" he grinned cockily 

y/n chuckled and sighed "sure, oikawa-san. whatever you say" she said 

from behind them, reki watched with a smile as she and oikawa goofed around. he's always happy to see her so lively and becoming close with new people, after all. 

"well..??" miya mused as he gestured to the two with an expectant look 

"well what?" reki tilted his head in confusion 

miya rolled his eyes and pulled him down to his height to whisper "aren't you gonna do something?" he asked 

reki furrowed his brows and let out a sheepish laugh "what do you mean?" he asked "what do i need to do?" 

miya sighed in exasperation "you're so stupid. no wonder you can't go up from your position as a slime" he said 

reki huffed and ruffled his hair, making miya groan in annoyance "don't call me stupid! also, what're you even on about?" he said

"what're you gonna do if she suddenly gets together with him?" miya asked him 

reki blinked in response and let out a nervous laugh "what..? what kinda question is that?" he mused 

"and what kind of answer is that?" miya spat out in annoyance "you know what? whatever" he said "just don't blame anyone but yourself if y/n suddenly finds a new best friend and gets a boyfriend that isn't you" miya sneered 

reki frowned and hit him in the head, making miya whimper "shut up! she won't do that" reki said with a meek laugh 

reki peered up at her, watching as she listened to oikawa with a weary look on her face as he rants to her about something stupid with his usual charming but cocky grin. 

"she won't do that." he muttered to himself. "she promised."

soon, all of them had arrived at some random restaurant since y/n and reki had been complaining about food for about an hour straight, and frankly, cherry has had enough. 

"y know, you probably should've declined adam's beef" reki mused. y/n raised a brow and looked at him in confusion "what? why?" she asked "i won either way.." 

reki sighed and turned to look at her "well yeah, but adam's totally nuts! and didn't you promise you won't skate with him anymore?" y/n gulped and looked away from him "i did promise that didn't i.." she mumbled 

"well, it's whatever." she waved it off "it already happened. besides, im totally fine!" she grinned 

reki watched as she went to grab some of the food, only for her to wince as her wounded hand grazed the hot bowl. "ow" she winced under her breath as she cradled her hand 

reki sweat dropped and laughed at her "see? what'd i tell you" he mused as he went to grab her hand "here, let me see—" 

he couldn't seem to finish his sentence since he was beaten to it by oikawa's interjection. "tsk tsk, y/n-chan you gotta be careful you know?" oikawa playfully scolded her as he grabbed her hand and gently massaged her palm to try and ease the pain down 

y/n huffed and nodded along as she let's oikawa hold her hand for a while longer "sorry, oikawa-san" she muttered as oikawa playfully pokes her cheek to annoy her 

"hm." reki pursed his lips as he let out a low hum, watching the scene play out with partial confusion and annoyance 

"haha! be careful next time!" reki exclaimed with a grin as he ruffles her hair and pulled her closer to him, making oikawa loose his grasp on her. "yeah sorry" she grinned sheepishly as she looks up at reki with reddening cheeks 

reki side eyes oikawa and sends him a smile, to which the brunette responded to with an irked and painfully forced smile in return 

"haha, well then.." oikawa mused "here you go, y/n-chan" he said as he held a sushi before her with his chopsticks "you should let me feed you since your hand's pretty messed up" oikawa suggested with a smile 

y/n looked up at the brunette and then down at the sushi and eagerly nodded. "okay!" she said as she went to chomp on the sushi, only to be met with nothing. 

"eh?" she mumbled in confusion as she stares at the chopsticks which were now empty 

"actually, i'll do that!" reki interjected with a sweet smile as he snatches the sushi from his chopsticks with his own "here, y/n! say 'ahh!' " reki cooed as he held it to her with his hand cupping the underside from crumbs 

"oh.. um.. okay?" she muttered in confusion as she turned to face reki with her cheeks slowly heating up "a-ahh" she smiled nervously as she went to eat the sushi, only for it to be snatched away once again 

"my my, reki-kun~" oikawa cooed with an irked smile "you shouldn't pass around people's food" he said "now it's all mushy and gross" oikawa stiffly laughed as he put away the sushi and reached for a new one 

reki took a deep breath and sent him an equally irked smile as well. "ah is that so?" he chuckled "my bad.." 

"have this instead then, y/n" reki said as he reached for a dumpling and held it to her mouth 

"have this instead, y/n-chan~" oikawa cooed as he held the sushi to her mouth as well 

"oh..okay.." y/n sweat dropped as she looked at the two boys beside her with a look of dread. "actually, maybe i'll just finish my drink for now—" 

"ha, see! she didn't want the sushi anyways! haha what a shame!" reki cooed as he taunted oikawa 

"well apparently, she's also not in a dumpling mood, is she, reki-kun?" oikawa cooed back through gritted teeth 

as the two boys telepathically argue, y/n sat quietly as her stomach grumbled, wanting nothing more than to eat at the moment. 

"geez. those two slimes really are a good-for-nothing" miya said with a sigh. he then turned to y/n with a smug cat-like grin and held his chopsticks out for her 

"guess i'll have to feed you instead" he cooed with an evil laugh  

y/n beamed and happily munched on the food, "thank you, miya" she said with a smile as she lets miya feed her the meal 

miya chuckled and sent the two boys a smug smirk. reki and oikawa deadpans at him and huffed. "did he just." oikawa muttered "yeah he did." reki replied

"just how long is this gonna go on for?" shadow sighed as he watched oikawa and reki subtly shove each other by masking it with friendly smiles and conversations

"dunno, but im enjoying this!!" miya exclaimed as he happily let's y/n feed him as well

shadow deadpanned as he watched the boy purr and roll around like an over joyed cat. 

"well of course you are" he sweat dropped

"man, just how long til we get there?" reki groaned out as he shuffles around in his seat

"but it's so boring! why can't we just skate there" reki huffed as he reluctantly planted himself still in his seat

"you're not a child. stop acting like one or im kicking you out of this car" cherry said in annoyance

"because it's too far and everyone here will pass out from the heat" cherry responded with a sigh "also.. if its so hot.." he trailed off. "then why are you two cuddling as if its the peak of winter?!" he exclaimed as he gestured to y/n and reki, who was pressed against each other as they both practically melt into a puddle

"because reki said he missed me" y/n replied "so i wanted to comfort him"

cherry peered down at her with a grimace as he took note of her sweat drenched face, and her meek smile "you're sweating all over the seats. that's disgusting." cherry deadpanned

"but i don't want reki to be sad" she reasoned

"he looks perfectly fine to me" cherry shook his head in exasperation "and you." he averted his eyes towards miya "what are you doing?"

miya looked back at him and grinned sheepishly "we're bonding, don't you see?" he cooed with a playful scoff

"bonding?! who the hell said that?! get off me!" oikawa exclaimed as he tried to pluck miya off of his lap 

"we're bonding!" miya hissed at him "it just so happened that theres an ac directly above you, so this position is necessary" he said 

"piss off, catboy" oikawa playfully scowled at him "if it's so hot then take off that damn cat hoodie you have on!" 

"no way!" miya exclaimed as he tried to pry away oikawa's hands, thus causing more chaos within the car 

"hey stop moving around!!" shadow scolded them  from the driver's seat "and you two love birds! stop sweating on my seats!" 

"we're not sweating on them!" reki exclaimed 

"its practically river back there, shut up redhead!" 

cherry had a look of dread on his face as he managed to just sit and endure the whole thing. though that was soon ruined as he turned to look at joe and iwaizumi, only to find them arm wrestling like a bunch of crazy gym freaks. 

"arm wrestling? really?" cherry scoffed in disbelief "in the middle of a car ride? in a moving vehicle?" 

"dont worry kaoru!" joe mused "im totally beating this kid" 

"yeah right" iwaizumi grinned as he slammed joe's arm down with a look of triumph 

"what the?!" joe spluttered "no way! kaoru! he cheated i swear!" he exclaimed 

"i don't care" cherry grumbled back "hey, step on the gas and just take us there for christ's sake" he said to shadow with a weary sigh 

"geez, no need to tell me twice" shadow replied 

"WOAH!" reki and y/n cheered as they looked around the empty skatepark "SO COOL!" they exclaimed as they ran around the open space 

"how'd you find this, oikawa-san?" she asked the brunette with sparkling eyes "i didnt think miyagi even had skateparks!" 

reki perked up and faced him "girls? do you have a girlfriend already or something?" he asked the brunette 

"oh? you like it here huh?" oikawa mused "then let's go again sometime" he suggested "also, one of the girls at school told me about it" he said 

"i don't" oikawa replied with furrowed brows "why?" 

"no reason" reki cooed as he have oikawa a friendly pat on the back "just thought it'd be weird to be so close to y/n if you have a girlfriend" 

"but you don't so it's fine.. totally fine.." 

"oikawa-san is very popular at school so he has a lot of fangirls." y/n explained as she skates past them

"popular?!" reki exclaimed in surprise "you're popular, oikawa-san?!" 

"huh? so what if i am?!" oikawa huffed in response "and why are you so surprised?!" he narrowed his eyes at the redhead. "well i didnt think you would be famous like that" reki said with a laugh "well i guess it makes sense since you're an athlete and all" 

oikawa sweat dropped and peered down at him "i can't tell if you're mocking me or if you're being genuine" he said 

reki smiled at him and sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck "im being genuine" he said "its cool that you're a big shot athlete already at your age. you're probably really talented too" reki said "you're pretty admirable, oikawa-san . i can see why y/n enjoys being with you" reki let out a soft chuckle 

oikawa's eyes softened at his words and awkwardly shuffled in his place. "you're pretty cool too, reki-kun" oikawa admitted with a sigh 

"im kinda jealous of you, actually. you don't even have to try and yet.." oikawa trailed off as he watched y/n look at reki with love filled eyes from afar. 

reki looked at him and tilted his head in confusion. "yet what..?" he asked 

oikawa shook his head and waved it off "nothing, nothing. nevermind" he chuckled "just go skate or something" he said "i'm staying here" 

reki grinned and playfully slapped his back. "don't be like that!" he laughed "you're the one who brought us here, so you gotta join in on the fun!" reki beamed as he dragged oikawa over to the rest of the group 

"oh? have you two finally made up?" cherry mused as he watched reki drag oikawa around, while the brunette complains about the wind ruining his hair. 

"made up? but we never fought" reki mused as he got in his skateboard 

"you say that as if we didn't have to sit through your passive aggressive exchange during lunch" shadow sweatdropped 

"eh? what'd you mean?" reki cooed "your memory's going stale, old man shadow!" 

"im only twenty four!" shadow yelled back 

"over already?!" reki whined as they reluctantly followed them to the car 

"well, its already dark" iwaizumi said as he stretched his arms over his head. "and we've been here for hours"

"hes just sad cus he hasn't skated in forever" miya sneered as he skated past them and placed his board into the trunk 

"fine" reki sighed in reply. "hey, was it fun?" he asked oikawa, making the brunette shrug. "it was fun, yeah.. though falling on my ass wasn't exactly the greatest" oikawa replied 

"exactly! let's just stay here for a while!" reki pouted. "we can skate again tomorrow, reki" y/n said with a smile as she patted his back reassuringly 

"don't worry, oikawa-san! you were actually pretty good!" y/n complimented him with a grin 

"yeah yeah, you flatter me too much!" oikawa chuckled as he nudged her playfully with his shoulder 

"anyways, im pretty tired." she yawned. "i think i'll just sleep on the way home" she said as she entered the car and sat down on the leather seats 

"..." 

oikawa and reki side eyed each other, shuffling on their spots as they send each other one last 'friendly' smile before sprinting towards the car, trying to claim the seat next to her. 

"what the hell" iwaizumi deadpanned as he watched them push and shove each other as they fought for the seat beside her "i thought they made up already" iwaizumi sighed 

"and are they really that dumb to not realize she's sitting in the middle." miya chimed in as he peered at the two with a grimace 

"you can sit on both sides, slimes!" miya yelled at them 

"oh right" they both muttered in realisation as they quietly take their seat on either side of her. 

"ehem." reki fake coughed. "y/n!!" he cooed at her with a beaming smile 

y/n looked over at him with tired eyes and smiled back "yes reki?" she asked as her cheeks gradually heat up

"if you ever wanna sleep, you can use me as a pillow" reki suggested with a grin as he patted his shoulder 

"me too! but im probably more comfortable since reki-kun here would probably poke your eye out with his spiky ass hair" oikawa cooed with a sweet smile 

y/n spluttered as she looked back at oikawa with a look of disbelief "what? his.. his hair?" she muttered 

"awh! but oikawa-san, you might suffocate her with the amount of hairspray you have on to keep your hair in place!" reki cooed back with a giggle 

y/n sweat dropped and nervously looked at the two boys as they continue to smile and beam at each other despite their awfully insulting words. "i see.." y/n nervously chuckled. "well, i appreciate it" she said 

"no problem!" they beamed at her

"its been half an hour." miya commented 

"yeah." iwaizumi nodded along "what's gonna happen next? i think i know." 

miya hummed and side eyed them. "y/n's asleep." he muttered in a deeper 'narrator' type voice 

"i see." iwaizumi nodded 

oikawa hummed to himself as he slyly watched her head slowly starting to fall and instinctively lean against somewhere. "wow. this ride's pretty long" oikawa mused 

"her head is falling." miya said. "i see." iwaizumi replied.

"mhm." reki nodded 

a soft sigh could be heard as y/n's head slowly falls towards reki's direction, causing a smug smirk to form on his lips 

"the slime won." miya clapped quietly, with iwaizumi sulking for his friend 

oikawa gritted his teeth as a vein popped out of his temple out of frustration. he swiftly grabbed her head and dropped it down to his own shoulder, waking her in the process from the sudden pull 

"what the..?" y/n mumbled as he looked up at oikawa in confusion 

"nevermind! the other slime won by force!" miya commented as he glared at oikawa while iwaizumi smiled proudly 

"what're you doing?!" reki exclaimed as he grabbed her head and forcefully rested it on his shoulder instead 

"im letting her get comfortable, that's all" oikawa mused as he placed her head back onto him 

"reki?! oikawa-san?! what are you guys doing?! " she frantically asked as she felt her head being shook around, and her neck coming close to snapping 

"shh! sleep!" oikawa shushed her as he held her close and gently ran his fingers through her hair. "i- why are you guys pulling on me?!" she shrieked out 

"okay that's enough." cherry sighed as he turned around to hit both boys on their head with his fan "let the girl rest. and stop fighting." he sighed "just sleep altogether or something"

"how?!" 

in the end, oikawa and reki ended up resting their head on her shoulder while iwaizumi rests peacefully beside them. miya, however, was sprawled out on top of them with his head on y/n's lap and iwaizumi holding his legs down to keep him from slipping 

all in all, it was a cute sight, and whether they admit it or not, joe, cherry, and shadow definitely took loads of pictures. 

"geez." joe sighed 

"these kids are making me feel old" he mused "when was the last time we were like this, kaoru?" he asked as he gestured to their sleeping figures. 

"since never." cherry deadpanned "not once did we ever do that" he said, making joe sweat drop 

"sheesh, atleast play along or something" 

sorry for the spelling /grammar mistakes if there are any :>

idk if this is good i'm so sorry 💀