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[hongseungie]

I want a TASTE of you♡

❥ Jungkook one-shot, fluff, smut, friends 2 lovers, angst, (F) reader, mdni, insecure Jungkook, Jungkook doesn't realize how attractive he is, self-sabotage, reader is a baddie, reader is a great friend, uhhh yeah

❥summary> Being best friends with one of the sexiest men you've ever seen isn't easy, especially when he doesn't see himself as such. After hearing Jeon Jungkook talk down about himself. You promise to make sure he remembers he's good looking on the inside and outside.

❥ word count 1887/ CC 10,536

❥ I tried my best to make sure the grammar the grammar is correct. if there's any mistakes, i'm sorrrryyy

Smut warning under the cut ❦

♥ smut warnings- oral (m) receiving, sub- Dom implied, kissing, grinding, straddling, blowjobs, hand job, needy Jungkook, nipple sucking, hair pulling, edging, teasing, cursing, I think that's all.

You always knew Jungkook was a very attractive man, since before you two went to college and decided to get an apartment together. But right now, seeing him getting ready for his date with his hair down, loose but fitted black shirt, and black jeans is killing you. You've tried not to lust over your own best friend, but you're just a girl. You may or may not have had days wondering how it would be to have Jungkook as yours. It's a risk you're not against taking. I mean, he's attractive, funny, sweet, and he’s really the only man you actually trust.

Getting out of your lustful thoughts, you open the fridge and decide to cook something to eat.

"Hey, which shirt looks better?” you hear Jungkook ask you as you're looking in the fridge.

Turning, you see him wearing a black turtleneck that hugs his body perfectly.

“Fuck,” you say under your breath, trying not to stare too hard. clearing your throat, “Uh, uhm, either one looks great." You announce turning away from the delicious sight.

"Y/N… help me. " I want to actually look good for once,” he says, slightly annoyed by your answer.

Hearing him, you turn around and push your lust to the side. "Jungkook, you always look good no matter what you're doing. But if you want my advice, I'd say, both enunciate your features well, but it's hot outside, and I think you'll burn to death in the turtleneck.” Hearing what you said, Jungkook nods, disregarding your compliment, and puts on the loose shirt again.

Huffing to himself, he walks over to you, who has now finished cooking your dinner and is eating at the kitchen island.

"You promise I look good?” he asks you seriously this time, anxiety eating away at him.

  "You look beautiful,” you say sincerely, meeting his gaze.  Jungkook goes pink. "Jesus, now I'm shy,” he says, laughing and trying to hide himself. You laugh at his cuteness and presume eating.

Hours have passed since Jungkook asked you for advice. He’s since left the apartment to go on his date. Trying to convince yourself that you're not bothered. You decide to leave the apartment and head to the library to do some studying. Getting lost in your homework; you don't even realize that 3 hours have passed since you last left. Checking the time and seeing it's 12 Am, you decide it's time for you to head back to the apartment.

 Opening the door to your shared apartment, you're greeted with pitch-black and no sign of life. Being slightly confused, you take off your jacket and shoes at the door and head towards Jungkook's room. You were about to put your fist to the wood until you heard something that sounded like sniffing. Being even more confused, you knock on his door softly.

“Kookie, are you in there? Can I come in?” you ask. On the other side of the door, you hear a muffled “mmhm,” taking that as a yes and pushing his bedroom door open.

When you do, you're presented with Jungkook sitting on his bed with his head down, hair messed up, and a tear-stained face.  Walking over to sit down beside him. You question,

“What's bothering you, Kookie?”, looking at him while he looks down at himself.

“I just—I fuck up everything, Y/N…” he breathes. “I don't know what happened; she and I planned this out 2 weeks ago,” he sniffles. “We were going to go to her favorite restaurant since she is a very picky eater, and I wanted her to enjoy her food. I texted her this morning and 2 days ago, making sure the plan was still on. She was so positive and had nothing indicating that she'd ghost me.

He expresses, frustratedly, “I don't fucking understand why every time I find somebody I'm interested in; they play with me… I know I'm not the best-looking guy out there, but I am not an asshole…” He sighs, trying not to tear up.

"Am I ugly?” he says more to himself before laughing in disbelief. “Must be ugly, you can't even get a girlfriend, Jungkook. Of course you're ug-”

“Jungkook, shut the fuck up,” you raise your voice, interrupting his spiral.

“Look, I know how hard it's been for you to get into a relationship,"

remembering all the times Jungkook has been in this exact position with different women who did him dirty.

“But you are not ugly, Jungkook. If anything, those women who can't see how awesome you are. They are the ugly ones. You're smart, handsome, sweet, and funny; you're the full package, Jungkook. You're nothing less than that.’

You say to him, expecting him to look at you, but when he doesn't move an inch, you decide to cradle his face in your palm, forcing him to meet your eyes.

When he does his big doe orbs, you love so much are filled with hurt and confusion, making you weak. "You. Are. Not. The. Issue,” you say to him, leering into his eyes, making sure he sees that you're serious. Jungkook meets yours. Gazing at you like his life depends on it.

‘Do you really mean that?" Jungkook exclaims. His voice dropped a little deeper.

“Of course, Koo—“

Before you can finish what, you were saying, Jungkook cuts you off with a slow kiss. Being surprised you don't reciprocate immediately, but once you realize what is happening, you kiss him back. The kiss continues to be innocent until Jungkook's tongue slips out, trying to deepen it. Starting to get more heated when you open your mouth, allowing him entrance. Running your hands through his hair as you straddle him. Hips planted right onto his thighs.

Not breaking the kiss, Jungkook lets his hand wander and caress your waist, waiting for your approval to do more. Breaking it so he can breathe, Jungkook looks at you with so much fire in his eyes, you feel it burning inside you.

" Can I touch you?” he needily asks, biting his lip after. Nodding, you go to kiss him again. 

He hums into the kiss and runs his hand under your shirt fondling with your bra.

“Let me take this off,” he says against your lips, playing with your bra clasp.

"Do whatever you want Koo” you respond out of breath.

Jungkook grabs your shirt pulling over your head

“You're so fucking hot,” he says. Before diving into your neck, placing hot kisses.

He smiles against your skin and travels down your chest to your boobs, sucking them through your bra.  Whining feeling yourself gets wetter and wetter with each passing minute.

‘Kookie…stop teasing, please," you moan desperately. 

He gladly listens and takes his arm around you to unclasp your bra. Once he does, he doesn't hesitate to put his mouth against your right nipple, sucking and lulling around it like it's a lollipop. Dropping your head on his shoulder, you start grinding down on his obvious bulge. Jungkook's breath catches at the feeling moaning against your skin.

“I need to taste you,” he murmurs. Pulling away from his neck, you regard him.

“As much as I want that,” you say, slowly climbing off him to slide in between his legs. 

“I think you need some reassurance, Koo”. 

“Fuck” Jungkook whispers under his breath watching as you Pull his pants and boxers down, his dick flings out standing hard and long precum leaking from it.

He sighs in relief, looking at you as you wrap your hand around his dick, giving it a long lick from the base to the tip. His head immediately rolls back, and his hand goes to your head, just sitting there, not pushing. You wrap your lips around his tip and suck hard, swirling your tongue around it before slipping your tongue through his slit. He moans out at the feeling.

‘Y/nnnnnnn,” he drags out.

You answer around him, humming and pushing him deeper inside your mouth until he hits the back of your throat. Gagging around him, you pull away for a split second and do it repeatedly, pushing him deeper each time.

‘’Ahh,’ he moans out, head looking towards the ceiling, trying so hard not to push your head further.

Once you Pull off his dick and go for his balls, sucking and licking them. He couldn't stop himself from moaning uncontrollably at the feeling.

Stuttering, he says, ‘B-baby, I'm going to cum if you don't stop,’ looking down at you with his needy doe eyes.

You off, jerking him off.

“I'm not stopping until you realize how perfect you are.”

He moans in response as you sink deeper onto him until your nose touches his pelvis. He gets overwhelmed with how good you feel and accidentally rocks into your mouth, making you gag and pull off.

‘Shit, I'm sorry, pretty,’ Jungkook says, looking down at you, coddling your face with his hand.

‘It's okay, handsome,’

he shyly smiles at your compliment before you go back down on him. Picking up your pace, making him hit your throat. He outright moans at the feeling, chanting,

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

Feeling more and more precum seep out into your mouth, you can tell he's getting closer to his release. Still not being pleased with him, you hop off the second you hear his moans increase in pitch, indicating he's about to come. He whines submissively.

‘Why'd you stop?’ breathlessly and hungry for a release.

"Say you're handsome,’ you tell him, jerking him off and looking up at him with dominance.

He groans at your words, feeling his dick get sensitive to touch because of the edging.

“Do I have to???” he cries out. 

Shrugging, you pull your hand away altogether: “Not unless you want to come,” you tell him. 

‘Fuuuck, fine…… ‘I'm handsome,’ Jungkook says not convincingly.

You start rubbing him again, but not how you know he wants you to. He groans in annoyance. ‘I’m handsome,’ he says again with a little bit more trust, but not enough.

"Not convincing me, kookie,” you apprise.

‘I'm handsome, I'm handsome, I'm handsome,’ he chants,

making you smile as you push him into your mouth for the last time, sucking him hard until he falls back onto the bed, eyes roll back, back arched as he comes in your mouth. He comes so much and so hard that his veins in his arms pop out. You continue to suck him off through his orgasm until he physically begs you to stop because he's too overstimulated.

  Popping off him and licking your lips, you sit back with your hands behind you, looking at him. Jungkook is breathing heavily, eyes blown out, looking at you sitting there so innocent and pretty, like you didn't just make him see God himself. He huffs in disbelief.

“You're an evil lady," he jokes.

Laughing alongside you. He leans forward, pulling you onto his bed, making you rest with him. He grabs his blankets and pulls them over both of you. Holding you tight with your face buried into his chest. 

Breath evening out, date long forgotten. You and your best friend end up falling asleep in each other's arms. Legs tangled together, snoring like no other.

❣The End

#First fanfic kind of nervous

[yutassweetangel]

Val special ♡

kiss kiss fall in love! 💋

song: ᵏⁱˢˢ ʸᵒᵘ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵒ・┈ I know, you know, chska

❥⁀➴featuring ! jjk men and how they'd confess to you through cliche ways! (+ kiss chu!)

︶🤍Pairing ! gojo, yuta, yuji, geto x reader

🤍 Cr ! @enchanthings-a , @ethereal-graphics

︶🤍authors note ! Had sm fun designing this! Oh yeah and im alive :D.Working on a fanfic heheheheehheh. Enjoy for now and happy valentines ♥ im alone.... As usual... heh.... Also the colour for the borders dont fit... Heh... Happy (late) valentines day! PS. This was kinda rushed sorry if the writing sucks.

🤍 word count ! 2.1K

︶🤍 warnings ! geto almost chokes you and loves to tease you, he kinda lashes out on you, but he's tired so dont blame him :(, mentions of kissing, biting and licking your lips 💋 mentions of tongue ON TONGUE YAHOOOOO, no smut but there is A LOT of spice in the kissing part

gojo

confession

not so cliché..... but gojo would confess through flirting. yes, flirting. it honestly sounds like him... one moment you'd be talking to him, just chatting. next second he's grabbing onto your hand, rubbing circles that would relieve you of any stress and anxiety before popping the big question—smoothly of course.

"did I ever tell you how beautiful you are?" gojo compliments, and you giggle at. "no like, do you want me to confess right now how much i want to be yours?"

your blood rushed to your cheeks and you look down, to notice gojo rubbing your soft, delicate hands. "y/n. how about i make you mine right now, hm? your cute, im cute, lets make cute children together eh?" he confessed.

you giggle. you can tell he wasnt joking by the way he looked deep into your eyes, searching for an answer. "gojo if this is another one of your jokes...." you said, jokingly and gojo looked hurt.

"am I THAT unserious?" gojo asked, chuckling. "yes." you agreed. "yes to my confession? love you pumpkin." you were about to retort before gojo pulled you into a hug, and squeezed you so tight, it took your breathe away.

i guess you'd let him win...... for now.

kiss

your first kiss with gojo is as expected. rough, but tender. he'd kiss you by grabbing your arm and pulling you into the most hot and intimate kiss of your life. he'd tilt his head to get better access to your lips. he'd bite, lick and nibble on your bottom lip before finally sliding tongue in once your mouth was open. he'd leave you breathless after the kiss, leaving kisses on your neck before feasting off your lips again. he'd place his hand on your chin too, for a much better access. the heat of your body radiating off his. rough, hot, passionate and tender. but also, sweet

________________________

yuta

confession

definitely through letters. what can you say? yuta is a scared and anxious guy. he's tried to confess before, but fumbled so badly you'd think he was saying his first words.

yuta's first time was so bad he'd get second hand embarrassment from it. he walked up to you in an empty classroom, his hand behind his back as if he were a little kid. unbeknown to him, you had ear pods in one ear at full volume so you could barely hear a word he said.

yuta cleared his through loud enough to get your attention. his soft cheek would turn a light pink as he looked to the ground and immediately stammer on his words before finally making a comprehendible sentence.

"erm... y/n.... I..i.... like you!" he squeaked and he immediately felt embarrassed. he wanted to disappear so badly right now. lucky you didnt hear him.

"what?" you shout, taking your ear pod out. "you like what?" you ask him, and yuta froze up. he was both happy, and disappointed. happy you didn't hear his very awkward confession, disappointed you didn't hear his awkward confession.

"I said I like poo, good-bye." yuta dashed out of the the room in embarrassment and you stood there confused.

his second confession is.... too embarrassing to say. since both his approaches failed, yuta decided since he cant voice out his love for you, he'd write out his love for you.

its a usual friday morning as any usual one, until a letter falls out of your locker. a love letter? on Val? thats so cliché yet so cute. you read the letter and it said:

"I love you. I love you, every time I breathe in, and every time i breathe out, im reminded just how much I love you. the way your cheeks rise up when you smile, the way you twirl your hair in class, the way you bite your pencil when you dont know the answer to a question, the way you jump up when your excited. the little things, I love that too. I wish you could hear how much my heart races every time i see you. I love you. they may sound like just empty words, but if I have to say it a million times before you believe me then so be it. I love you.

so can I be yours and yours only?

—yuta, your classmate if you dont remember:)"

fuck. yuta hated it—the feeling of waiting that is.

he paced around the classroom, deep in his thoughts. what if you hated it? what if you saw it as too cliché? what if—

"yuta?" your sweet, sugary voice called out to him and he froze. "y-yes?" you looked at him, both amused and in adoration. he was so cute, you thought to yourself. you ran up to him and hugged him.

yuta was stunned at first, but he quickly reciprocated it back. having you in his arms, made him the luckiest man on earth.

kiss

yuta's kisses would be just like him. soft, gentle, intimate and a little rough. yuta had this exterior of a softy, but deep inside he was an animalistic fool, and it showed most when his kissed you. he'd cup your cheeks and pull you in immediately, and then he'd go berserk. finding ways to make the kiss as deep as possible so you can remember it all day. biting your lips until they bleed. feeding off them like they're a midnight snack. then when he's done he'll ask you in his usual softly and gently tone, "are you ok? did it hurt?" as if he doesn't know what he just did. but you had to admit, they were always the best.

____________________

yuji

confession

yuji gives of MAJOR football, basket ball, or just any sports typa guy. but for the sake of these headcanons we'll do football (american yk the one where they tackle people)

yuji would definitely be the star player of the football team due to his resilience, endurance and his strength. his way of confessing would be through writing on the field for you to be his.

it would be the hottest game of the season, if yuji's team won this, they'd go to nationals. one. more. goal. that was all that rang in yuji's head as he crotched down, eyeing the opposite team member holding the ball.

he looked up to see you in the crowd holding a banner with his team name. he had to win. not for his team, not for himself, but for you. then he could pop the big question. for you to be his.

the referee blew the whistle and in an instant the ball went flying in the air, yuji immediately went after it, catching the ball and running towards the opposing teams post. he pushed, fell, stumbled and crawled his way to the goal post.

as he ran he looked at the timer, sixteen seconds left. a group of the opposing team jump on him, and just in the last second he threw the ball into the opposing teams post.

"goal!!!!" the crowd scream and erupted into cheers, some crying and cheering yuji's name, other groaning and calling the game a fluke.

yuji looked up at you, excited, happy and gorgeous as you hugged your best friend beside you in happiness. with the tension of the game finally at ease, yuji asked the big question. he ran up to the head cheerleader, whispering something into her ears before going back onto the field.

and there it was, written on the cheerleaders pom-poms and on a big paper, which his team mates held. "may I be your boyfriend y/n?"

you immediately gasped as you looked at yuji and everyone in the crowd turned to look at you. how could you ever say no?

you shouted out in the crowd a big "yes" and yuji couldn't help but smile as the crowd erupted into big cheers.

kiss

yuji's kissed would be unexpectedly soft and gentle. he'd kiss you by holding onto your waist and smash his lips onto yours. despite the way he did it, he makes sure to go soft and easy. its after sometime that he'd finally slide his tongue into your mouth—with your permission of course. your tongues would share a dance before he'd pull out, breathy as ever. a irresistible smirk on his face. oh, you just want to wipe it off... chu!

____________________

geto

confession

geto is a calm, quiet and reserved guy who doesnt seem like the type to just put himself out there and tell you he liked you and has been dreaming about kissing you, touching you and being with you every other night.

he'd confess similar to yuta's own, through poems. he seems like a man who knows his literature. he'd write you the sickest poem in the world, but he can't just make it just off the bat.

you were someone special, so this poem had to be just as special as you.

one night, while geto was brewing an amazing love poem for you, you knocked on his door and geto would respond with a tired "come in"

you allowed yourself in and was amazed by the outcome of his room. geto was a germaphobe. so to see his room, scattered in crumbled up papers and for him to writing with only a dim, yellow night to accompany him was crazy.

"hey..," you leaned on his door, crossing your arms on your chest. "are you ok? your room is... not.. you." geto sighed, running his hand in his hair and rubbing his temple in frustration.

the single light that lit up his whole room shined on his face and you could see the very visible eye bags under his eyes.

"I'm just... tired." he said, his voice deep and hoarse from the sleepless nights. you looked down at what he was writing, but couldn't see it due to the lack of lighting.

"whatcha writing about?" you asked, stuffing your hands into your pockets, your posture relaxed.

"about you." "what—?

"fuck, y/n, this is what love does to you. it drives you crazy and makes you do stupid shit," has he lost it? "look at me! I'm a mess, for you." why was he lashing out on you?

"listen geto, your tired, I think its best you get some rest." you suggest and geto sighed again, nodding his head to your suggestion. "ok. yeah, I do need some rest." geto gets up and walks over to his bed, rolling over before closing his eyes and immediately falling asleep.

you watch him and sigh before looking at the lamp. you lean over to turn it off before you look into his book.

"if now is the only time and only place, the only place, then let be with you. if i have to hold cars our heart together, then let it be with you. I want to with you, despite how mad you make me. how sad you make me. how crazy you make it. how much you break me. please, im begging you now, please say yes..."

the rest were just scribbled and crossed out words. a smiled creeped up your face as you turned the lamp off and closed the book before shutting the door behind you and smiling to yourself.

kiss

geto would pull you in for a kiss, holding onto your chin. he'd pull you so close with your eyes closed shut. waiting for him to close the distance between yours and his lips. then he'd smirk, knowing how much he's been craving for you everyday. now that your his, your craving for him. then he'd pull you in, finally closing the proximity and you'd taste his tongue, feel his hot breathe, feel how much he's been wanting this for like, ever. he'd grab onto your neck as if he's choking you, but he doesn't, he just wraps one hand on your neck, the other on the back of your head. it was like poison. his mouth, tasted like poison.

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PLATINUM IT IS!๑♡՞

in which, your boyfriend stumbles into your shared home, drunk

and keeps mumbling about something..

GIF isnt mine

─ͥ─ͦ─ͮ─ͤ➼♥

aged up

Warnings: Intoxication, Love Drunk + Actually Drunk Shoto, Fluff, Puppy love 🫶.. and spelling mistakes

❥ · ﾟ₊ You were patiently waiting for your boyfriend to come to your dorm room, he had been spending the afternoon with the guys somewhere. although you and the girls also went out, you had gotten home way before he did. it had just been a few minutes ago when you received a text from izuku, informing you that he'd be dropping your boyfriend off at your door. as apparently, he's been fussing about wanting to see you ever since they left the restaurant.

the green haired boy also told you that your boyfriend was drunk, so you had enough minutes to prepare your room. taking a sip of the cold water you placed on the counter, you turned when a knock came from your door. you opened it to reveal your pouting boyfriend with his arm slung on izuku's shoulder.

your shoto's face instantly perks up at the sight of you. laughing as you picture his metaphorical tail wagging a mile per second, izuku sends you a tired smile. almost like a reflex, shoto latches himself onto you, happily nuzzling into your neck. izuku waves you goodbye and whispers a 'good luck' before he closes the door. you fumble to lock it with your boyfriend putting all his weight onto you.

"my lovelyy.. i'm homeeee," he slurs, tightly hugging your waist to keep you close to him.

you giggle as you brushed his hair out of his face to reveal his dazed smile, "i can see that, my love," you whisper as you press a kiss to his nose.

he all but hums, closing his eyes in bliss. as he slumps his figure onto you, he softly mumbles something into the crown of your head. leaning up to kiss him along his jaw, you whisper and ask him to repeat what he said.

he lifted his head up and quietly recited his words, "my darling,, let's get married," he suggested with a caring smile on his face.

your eyes widened, struggling to respond as you nearly fumbled while carrying your boyfriend's weight.

"oh shoto.. honey, you're not thinking clearly, let's get you some water and then to bed," you muttered, feeling your palms getting moist by how flustered your boyfriend could make you even when drunk.

"I memorized your ring size way back when we started holding hands,, so now you gotta tell me, pretty.." shoto murmured to you in a hushed whisper.

you dragged the stumbling boy towards the kitchen, pouring water into a glass, you lifted it towards your boyfriend's lips, "and what should i tell you, handsome?"

with a gentle smile, he leaned away from the glass, "you need to tell me what ring you want," he dropped that information as if it was nothing and leaned toward the glass of water in your stilled hand.

"i-.. pardon..?" you blinked feverishly, did he just say what you thought he did??

he kept silent as he gulped down the water you held up to him, letting out a delighted sigh when finished, "what do you want your ring made of? is there any diamond you have in mind?"

you stiffly placed the glass into the sink, shutting off the lights behind you and sauntering the both of you towards your shared bedroom. zoned out, you only snapped back when your boyfriend repeatedly poked your cheek with a noticeable pout on his face.

"i want my answer, dearest.." he seemed to sulk when you didnt answer his question.

"shoto.. i'd rather have this conversation when you're sober,"

"love, please, any diamond you could be thinking isn't out of my reach,"

"i really think we should talk about this in the morning-"

"there's no limit to any brand sweetness, i could even call up someone in the states-"

"darling, let's get you to bed-"

"y/n.."

hearing him say your name crumbled your resistance instantly, sheepishly turning to face him, you shrunk at the saddened yet stern stare he gave you. giving up on avoiding the question, you sighed and turned away to hopefully hide from his pricing gaze.

"i'll take platinum.. any brand is okay.." not even noticing how his entire being perked up, you turned back as you felt him lift himself off of you.

he stumbled and flopped onto your shared bed with a happy and satisfied smile. he snuggled deeper into the pillows, as if you not answering his questions were the only thing keeping him up tonight.

yet even if this was cute, which it was, you realized something..

he didnt even brush his teeth yet.

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Kyoya x Insecure! Plus-sized! Reader

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Headcanons

Being Kyoya Ootori’s s/o meant that you were watched and talked about around the school for dating the stiff and stoic Kyoya. 

Kyoya adored you in a way he never thought possible.

Kyoya enjoys being with you and having you around him while he is hosting or studying. 

Despite not liking PDA, Kyoya loves to at least have his arm touch yours and feel your warmth radiate to him. 

On days he is at home and needs to relax he will lead you to his bed for some cuddles

Although he may seem all cold and distant, trust me when I say this man is as touch starved as a cookie desperate for milk that analogy tho- 💀💀

So anyway, Kyoya is very giving and he loves to provide you with things he thinks would look amazing on you!

He also likes to give you flowers and positive affirmations during the day 

He is aware of your insecurity since he is oh so observant and so, he is very subtle about his approach to help you feel better that you may not even notice!

Kyoya truly loves to look at you and see you so full of life and it gives him a warm feeling in his chest

As we all may or may not know, Kyoya is someone who does not have much muscle or plump to him, so he really adores looking at you and how lovely and full you look

Kyoya does hear people when they talk about you and they are not always bad

However, Kyoya does deal with those that wish to or have spoken ill of you

He will hear none of it! Nor will he tolerate slander against his lover! Hmph! >:(

While hosting he does get questions about you and he tries to answer them in a way to redirect the conversation so that it’s not about you 

If there is any time that you decide that you want to lose weight or try to, he will support you however he can

If you want he can even get someone from his family’s hospital to help you 

That is, if you want to!

Otherwise, he will help you set up a plan and help you through it 

Overall, Kyoya is a very supportive, loving and protective lover!

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Story

Another day, another class to get to, and another day at the host club. You had just finished your last class, and were heading to the music room to meet up with your boyfriend! The one and only Ootori Kyoya! No one believed you when you said that Kyoya is your lover, your friends were freaking out and it was utter chaos, however, they were very happy that you finally found someone for you. 

As you approach the club, you can hear Tamaki screaming about Haruhi being ‘so mean’ to him. And it gave you a little chuckle. With a brighter mood you opened the door and headed in, per usual the flowers and blinding light action all went down again, at this point you were used to it, but the first time it happened you really thought you had passed away and were about to meet your ancestors. 

Anyway, you proceeded to the other side of the room towards your boyfriend after spotting him, on your way you greeted the club members and attendees. Once you were close to Kyoya, you slowed down and stopped as you saw him with a client having a cup of tea while they were both laughing about something. You shifted uncomfortably with a little tightness in your chest. ‘Kyoya doesn't really laugh with clients, nor does he really enjoy being with them, but he looks genuinely happy talking with her’ you thought as you backed up a little, and turned away. 

As you were turning though, you caught the girls’ eye and she smiled, ‘her smile looked so pretty..’ you thought as you walked away to sit with Mori, who surprisingly did not have a client. “Hi, Mori! How are you?” you asked, trying to sound cheerful, Mori looked at you with ihs blank stare and hummed a response, while nodding his head once. 

You smiled and quieted down, now with your thoughts alone. You glanced around and saw some clients looking towards you, and you shrunk under their judgmental gaze. “My, my~ Look at her being so pitiful, she looks so out of place and like a kicked puppy” one of the clients said loud enough for you to hear. You looked up and around to see if the others heard it, but it seems it only reached your ears, or so you thought. 

As you were about to dwell in self pity and self hatred, Mori put a comforting hand on your shoulder, you looked up at him and he shook his head, “Don’t listen to them, they don’t know what they are talking about.” Mori said. “Talking about what?” came another voice, you turned your head and met Kyoya's eyes. He looked at you with a raised eyebrow. Mori grunted and got up, giving you one last look and nod, and made his way to Honey, who looked to be eating too much cake for his own good. 

You looked back at Kyoya and shook your head, “Oh- nothing! How was your day today?” you asked, changing the subject not so subtly. Kyoya gave you a fishy stare, and hummed, “Yes, today was good. I just finished with my one and only client for the day, so it seems I am free as of now. Though, I still have to be at the club to keep Tamaki in check.” Kyoya said, looking at his notebook and glancing at you from time to time. 

After the last client left, the club was packing for the day and Kyoya was the last one in the room. “You have been zoned out quite a few times since you got here. Is there something wrong?” Kyoya asked, looking at you after closing the door to the club. “Um, no! No, why would there be anything wrong?” you said a little startled, “Well, you have looked miserable since I finished with my client. Does it have something to do with me?” Kyoya said, matter of factly. “I-” “Please do not lie.” Kyoya said this time with a look in his eye. He approached you slowly, and sat down in front of you. He sighed and looked at you, 

“I understand that sometimes I cannot figure out what you are thinking about, however, that does not mean that you should keep away whatever you are feeling. Keeping it from me is the last thing I want you to do, therefore, if this is about me or the client earlier, then, tell me.” Kyoya said, looking down. Tears pricked at your eyes, and you launched yourself onto him, and held him so tight to you.

 Kyoya was surprised, but reciprocated and hugged you back with a small smile. “There, there, it will be alright. You don’t have to worry or feel that way alone. I am here.” Kyoya said in a soft and tender voice. You pulled back and wiped your eyes, giving Kyoya a small smile. “ Thank you, Kyoya. Thank you so much!” You said hugging him again and breathing in his comforting scent. “You’re welcome, my love.” Kyoya said, rocking you a little. In the end, you both went home and had a nice bath and cuddled together as you told Kyoya about what you felt and what you heard. Kyoya comforted you, giving you reassuring words and kissing you all over. Kyoya had murder on his mind, but he would save it for later, and focus on you, his one and only lover. 

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GAh DAYUM! I wrote a LOT! I think I got sidetracked in the story, but I hope you like it! 

-Ray out

Tag: @lilacprincessofrecovery​ 

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❥ Ericson Headcanons ❤︎ Crush who has a Child

Characters: Clementine, Marlon, Mitch, Aasim, Louis, Violet, Ruby

Description: The Ericson kids have found themselves crushing on somebody who has a small child with them, but unfortunately that child does not like them very much.

Warning: Mentions of death, sacrilegious language

Notes: I had this written on my phone for a little while, I hope it’s okay!! I wasn’t very confident writing for Violet and Ruby, sorry if they’re out of character!! Also, the child doesn’t have a name, but will have a specified gender depending on who the person is. They’re not related to you, you just kind of… Got them somehow.

Clementine

♥︎ Clem was relieved that there was somebody closer to AJ’s age that he can relate to. As much as he got along with Willy and Tenn, sometimes the seven year age gap became really apparent.

♥︎ She would watch them play from afar, but every time she got close to them to see what they were drawing together, your little one would huddle up and back away. Clem didn’t want to press the issue incase it made them worse, but it did sting.

♥︎ She’d ask AJ about it later, but AJ didn’t really have an answer. It didn’t make the situation any easier.

♥︎ With the missing finger and the missing leg, it might have made her a little scary looking for a small child who’s never seen anything like that before, but Clem couldn’t do anything about that.

♥︎ Eventually she decided to approach you. She’s wanted to talk to you more for a while, but you tend to be with your own kid and she didn’t want to upset both of you.

♥︎ “Hey.” She sat down next to you. The kids were all together, so she finally got the chance to speak to you and hopefully ask about the problem.

♥︎ You greeted her and she had to wet her dry lips before speaking, “Your kid seems to have a… Problem with me. They seem scared of me and I don’t know what to do…” Clem wanted to dart around it, to make it seem as nice as possible, but you had a look in your eye that made Clem immediately regret it. Maybe she shouldn’t have said anything.

♥︎ “Her parents hid her from the world almost completely. She’s been scared of everything, but they’re starting to get used to things… It’s just taking a while.” You explained, “and they’ve never seen anybody like you before.” You added.

♥︎ Clementine knew somebody like that too, somebody who panicked when she saw what the world was truly like. She could understand the fear of it all. Kids being exposed to something new, to something terrifying, it would take a while to adjust.

♥︎ “What can I do to make her not think I’m so scary?” She asked, desperate. She’d spare glances at the table where she was happily doodling with Tenn, giggling at the drawing they were working on together.

♥︎ “You need to show her that you aren’t. Have you tried actually talking to her?”

♥︎ “I didn’t want to make it any worse.”

♥︎ “In the morning we’ll talk to her together. She needs to understand that you’re not any different just because you’ve lost a few limbs.”

♥︎ It made sense, and Clementine nodded and finished eating her dinner alongside you, chatting about things that didn’t have to do with your kid. It was nice to finally talk to you and she forgot how long it’s been since you two have had a conversation.

♥︎ In the morning, Clem kept to your plan. Your kid was gawking at her when you pushed her closer. You explained to her briefly what happened, nothing too upsetting that would scare her, but you let her know that she did lose her leg.

♥︎ She managed to ask a few questions like “did it hurt?” And “could it grow back?”

♥︎ Her fear seemed to have melted away since then and Clem wished she came to you sooner.

♥︎ She remembers going down to lunch and your kid giving her a drawing, it was her as a pirate with this elaborate peg-leg that could shoot fire. She seemed very proud of the drawing, saying Mitch lit something on fire for her so she could have a reference.

♥︎ Not having your kid be scared of her means she’s gotten a lot closer to you too, and she’s very appreciative of that.

Marlon

♥︎ Marlon really liked you, but he didn’t like that your kid seemed to keep their distance from him. He didn’t know what the issue was, he was the tallest there and maybe it scared them? But Mitch was only an inch or two shorter than him and they liked him just fine, so what’s the issue? He couldn’t figure it out.

♥︎ He was very quick to act on it. He asked about it in a game of War.

♥︎ “Your kid doesn’t seem to like me a whole lot… Do you know why?” He tried to not sound upset. Louis quietly teased him and Violet said the smell of his hair probably freaked them out, but he ignored their taunts and focused on you.

♥︎ “I think you remind her of somebody. She had an older brother that looked kind of like you.” You told him, and he waited for you to continue, “He was bitten and didn’t tell anybody… He turned and attacked her. She’s been a little shaken up about it since, but she’s gotten better. You just bring back bad memories, I guess.”

♥︎ That hurt, and his friends didn’t say anything. They just shot him looks of sympathy. Louis especially could pick it up, so he just made the first move to flip a card over.

♥︎ If he wanted to get close to you, he had to get close to her too. You came here together and he couldn’t ignore the small girl that would hold your hand nearly everywhere you went. If she remained scared of him, you might not want to be around him to protect her from the fear.

♥︎ Rosie was a sweet dog and she’s seen them all when they were small. Willy and Tenn were only around six years old, so she’s used to children and she knows how to be gentle. Kids love dogs, right? Maybe he can use this to his advantage.

♥︎ Your little one was… A little bit afraid of Rosie at first. She was so small compared to the strong and muscular dog. Marlon knew this is where he should come in, to teach her that it’s okay.

♥︎ It took a while, but eventually your kid grew the confidence to take Marlon’s hand and guide it to Rosie’s nose. He then gave her a signal that meant it’s okay for her to pet Rosie, and she did. She giggled and her eyes lit up, looking at Marlon almost to say ‘look! She likes me!’

♥︎ You were sitting with your kid at breakfast when you saw her wave to Marlon from afar. You were shocked. Marlon came over to speak to her, sitting beside you.

♥︎ “She’s… Definitely warmed up to you.” You said, stunned.

♥︎ Marlon grinned, a little smug, “it took a while, but I’m glad it worked out."

♥︎ His heart skipped a beat when you smiled at him, your eyes warm. You were silently thanking him for making her just a little less scared in such a scary world.

Mitch

♥︎ Mitch didn’t like you when you first got here, but he took a liking to your kid. He had a smart mouth and, much to his liking, said a few cuss words behind your back. Mitch and Willy found it very funny how he whispered every time he swore, always scared you’d catch him.

♥︎ But even though he found your kid funny, your kid didn’t like him and he just didn’t understand why. When Mitch got close to you, your kid would hide behind your leg and glare at him.

♥︎ He’d try to talk to him a few times, but your kid would clutch onto you desperately.

♥︎ Mitch was admittedly a little bit startled when he mouthed ‘fuck you’ at him, completely out of your view.

♥︎ “Hey, what’s his fucking problem?” Mitch asked, walking up to you, but that was too close for your kids liking. Your kid lashed out at him,

♥︎ “leave them alone!” He tried to push Mitch away, but he was too small to be effective.

♥︎ You had to take him away to calm him down, apologising to Mitch as you went.

♥︎ Mitch decided to confront you about it later that night, when you were on your own. Willy was trying to wrestle your little one, Ruby telling Willy, “be gentle, he’s a lot smaller than you!”

♥︎ “I’m really sorry about him, he’s just a little nervous.” You immediately started to apologise to Mitch when he get near you, picking at your fingernails.

♥︎ Mitch sat beside you, “But why? What’s his problem with me?”

♥︎ You gave him a completely blank stare, which he returned… Was he supposed to already know?

♥︎ “Do you remember how you threatened me when we first got here? Said you’d let me get eaten or something like that?”

♥︎ “I didn’t mean it! Well, I kind of did. Okay, I did, I meant it, but I don’t want you to get eaten anymore!” You laughed at his slightly flustered face,

♥︎ “Well, he’s not really over it.” Oh. Right. That made sense. It clicked right there. Of course he was scared of him, Mitch threatened to let you die right in front of him. He was such a dick…

♥︎ “Fuck, I completely forgot about that…” he groaned, letting his hand hit his face. He was such an idiot.

♥︎ “Maybe you should apologise to him.” Mitch made eye contact with you for a brief second, pleading to not have to apologise to a six year old boy. It would’ve been embarrassing.

♥︎ It was embarrassing. You were right behind him with your arms crossed. Your kid stood up straight, fist clenched. Considering Mitch was crouched down to their height, they might punch him in the face. He probably wanted to. Mitch couldn’t have blamed them though…

♥︎ “Listen, uh… I know what I said when you two first got here and, uh… I didn’t mean it, that wasn’t okay. I didn’t know if you were going to be bad people or not.” He kept stumbling over his words, but eventually he managed to say a decently worded apology.

♥︎ Your kid looked him up and down and shrugged, “alright, but threaten them again and you’re dead.”

♥︎ “I’ll keep that in mind.”

♥︎ You’ve all started hanging out together, Willy and him teasing the two of you constantly. Mitch’s face would turn red when they would sing lovey-dovey nursery rhymes just to piss him off.

♥︎ But it was worth it when he saw you laughing at them together.

Aasim

♥︎ Aasim was quick to like you and he admired how gentle you were when it came to your child. They were incredibly young and Aasim pitied the fact they were born into such a cruel world. He wanted to be there to support you, but your kid would just burst into tears when he came near.

♥︎ He’d constantly write about it in his journal. He wanted to talk to you without your kid crying. He could see how tired you were having to take care of a two year old all the time and he wanted to support you.

♥︎ Everybody else helped at least a little, but he couldn’t even get close.

♥︎ You were sitting on the stairs, your kid asleep in your arms. He tried his best to quietly approach you, sitting next to you. He said hello, asked you how you were, said it was a nice night despite it being exactly the same as it was yesterday.

♥︎ In the middle of your somewhat awkward conversation, he pointed to your sleeping toddler, “they cry a lot when I’m around…” he trailed off slightly, a little flustered with the motherly look in your eye just from the mention of them.

♥︎ “Every group I’ve been in there was always somebody who drove them nuts.” You explained, “I’m not sure what it is, but they’ve just got to get used to you. We never really had the chance to ‘get used’ to our last groups…”

♥︎ He nodded, understanding.

♥︎ He sent your sleeping child a sympathetic look. You two had been incredibly unlucky prior to coming here, and Aasim wanted nothing more than to make this place a complete safe haven; nothing like you’ve experienced before.

♥︎ He tried to insert himself more into your life little by little. Talking to you from a distance, making sure he’d walk by your table instead of anybody else’s.

♥︎ Your child wouldn’t bawl their eyes out anymore, just resorting to a small whimper and a sniffle. It wasn’t the best improvement, but it was something.

♥︎ It took a while for them to finally get used to Aasim. They remained quiet, chewing on their own fingers and babbling to themselves. He sighed every time he got near and they didn’t get scared. He’d tense up, waiting for a fearful glance to be sent his way, but it never came. Your child was in their own world, one where he wasn’t feared by them.

♥︎ You could see his relief, “I told you. You shouldn’t have stayed away.”

♥︎ Aasim’s face softly reddened, but he agreed. He did not like being away from you.

♥︎ He remembers the first time he left with the hunting party and your child, peeking through the bars, babbled out a “bye-bye, Aasim!” With a small wave. A few people didn’t contain their emotions and audibly “awe’d” and Louis nudged him with his elbow, excited for him.

♥︎ Aasim was excited too. He hid his red face behind his bow, telling Louis to stop being annoying for once, but he was excited.

♥︎ He was excited to watch your kid grow up with you. He couldn’t wait until they were big enough to take out hunting with him.

Louis

♥︎ Louis mustered up the courage to finally talk to you. He’d been rehearsing a whole thing in his head, flirting that was subtle enough that it wasn’t obvious, but you could totally still pick up on it. It wasn’t too much, but it was there. It was perfect.

♥︎ Perfect until your four year old boy barrelled toward him and kicked him in the shin.

♥︎ Your toddler ran into your arms and you picked them up, but you made sure Louis was alright.

♥︎ “Yeah, yeah. I’m… I’m good. I’m okay…”

♥︎ He wasn’t, he was embarrassed and completely humiliated.

♥︎ He took this as a queue to leave, his dreams shattered.

♥︎ It happened again when playing a game of war, when he asked if you’ve ever been in a relationship before. Your child has been keeping his eye on him and he did not like that question. Again, he snuck up behind Louis and kicked him in the leg.

♥︎ “It was just a question!” He squeaked out, Marlon, Clem and Violet laughed at him.

♥︎ He decided to go to your dorm. Your kid wasn’t there, probably playing in Marlon’s office with AJ and Tenn. he sighed in relief, his leg already tensed up incase he was ambushed.

♥︎ “It’s nice to talk to you without… Him.” Louis was obviously nervous and you couldn’t help but laugh at his fear of a literal child, “no offence of course.”

♥︎ “None taken. He’s really been laying into you.”

♥︎ He laughed, “Tell me about it.”

♥︎ Louis shut the door behind him, wanting some privacy incase he was right around the corner. Then he popped the question.

♥︎ The question being why your child would not stop assaulting him.

♥︎ “He said he’s jealous. Well, he didn’t, but he is. He thinks you’re going to… Steal me away or something.” You laughed, “I don’t know where he got that from. It’s not like you’re the only guy that talks to me.”

♥︎ Louis stared, laughing with you, but he was a little bit… Surprised.

♥︎ Your CHILD picked up on his flirting… And not YOU?

♥︎ “Well I hope the other guys around here haven’t been saying exactly what I have, because then I’d have some competition.”

♥︎ Please understand, please understand.

♥︎ You looked away with a small small and mumbled out an ‘“oh…”

♥︎ Oh, thank God. They understood.

♥︎ The conversation then had a small… Flirty tone to it all. He said he’d see you at dinner and left, fist pumping the air as soon as he got out the room. You finally got the hint and you might actually like him back. He was thrilled and desperately wanted to squeal his throat out.

♥︎ No words were explicitly spoken, but you two were starting to see each other more and more and there was definitely something there. Your kid was not happy.

♥︎ The first time Louis tried holding your hand was the last, because your child punched him right in the centre of the back. You had to take him away to scold him. Louis was bruised and in pain, and he heard a couple of snickers.

♥︎ Louis was getting bullied by a little boy.

♥︎ So Louis decided to whip out the thing he knows best. His musical talent. He did what he could to get your child engaged, and he quickly was. He was amazed.

♥︎ He’s never heard a piano before, he hardly even knew what it was, and he really wanted to know more.

♥︎ You walked in the room to see your partner (though you guys haven’t exactly talked about labelling it yet…) and your kid sitting on the stool, Louis guiding his hands to the right keys, trying to teach him Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.

♥︎ Now when you and Louis got a bit flirty, your child just groaned and left to go play instead of getting violent. Sometimes they left to go and smash the piano keys until they made something that almost sounded like Mary Had a Little Lamb.

♥︎ “It’s okay if you want to be with Louis, just don’t leave me behind, okay…?” Of course you told him you wouldn’t, and that was enough for him.

♥︎ Louis’s shins thanked him.

Violet

♥︎ You and Violet weren’t on good terms when you first met. With the amount of kids that magically disappeared, it was a lingering thought in the back of her head that there was a serial kidnapper out there just waiting for their next victim.

♥︎ She wanted to fish alone that day, getting into a small spat with everybody else, so she was a little bit farther than the rest of her party. That was when she saw you.

♥︎ Somebody completely alone with a child, she just jumped to conclusions. You must’ve been working for them, whoever they are.

♥︎ Violet drew her cleaver and held it by her side. She wanted answers. She snuck up behind you and then…

♥︎ Your little girl burst into tears. She was somehow even smaller up close, her big eyes overflowing with tears as she screamed. She ran up to Violet, trying to push her away by pushing her whole body against Violet’s legs.

♥︎ You didn’t kidnap anybody.

♥︎ After her friends heard the scream of a little girl, they ran her way. They gained your trust enough to take you back to Ericson. They scolded Violet in front of you, checking up on you and your little girl.

♥︎ Violet was really embarrassed, but she knew you and your little girl were completely terrified in that moment. She couldn’t just dwell in her humiliation, she has to apologise.

♥︎ Violet walked straight toward you, but your child saw her first. She clung to your leg, trying to use her small body to shield you from her. It hurt Violet’s heart. She really terrified this poor little girl by just… Being completely irrational.

♥︎ “Hey, listen.” You jumped, recognising the voice, “I just wanted to apologise. I should never have done that. People don’t usually come ‘round here and I figured you weren’t here for a good reason.”

♥︎ She spared a glance to the small girl who was basically pleading her with her eyes to not hurt them. She sighed, “and I’m… Really sorry for putting her through that. That wasn’t right.”

♥︎ You finally smiled, petting the little girls hair to assure her. You told Violet that it was alright and that you understand.

♥︎ After that, you and Violet became good friends, but your girl was still very hesitant to come near her. On one end, she was intimidated by Violet, but she also wanted to protect you despite her tiny size.

♥︎ Violet respected the nature of your girl. She found out during a game of war that she was the last one standing from a failed, chaotic group. You two were the only ones who got out alive and you’ve been taking care of her alone ever since. She watched everybody around her die, mostly from the gunfire by your own men, and you were all she had. Of course she’d try to protect you.

♥︎ Violet decided to give her a present, a button for her shirt. It was a rainbow behind a cloud. Kids like bright colours, right?

♥︎ Your little girl was very nervous to accept something from Violet and looked at you for approval, but you nodded and told her to take it. She gingerly thanked Violet, staring at it. Her eyes lit up, those eyes that she’d previously only seen fear from.

♥︎ You helped her put it on, and your little girl didn’t seem so afraid of Violet anymore.

♥︎ Violet even caught her showing people her brand new button, bouncing up and down as she did so.

♥︎ You sat next to her during dinner, your little girl off with Violet’s usual group. It’s been a while since they’ve seen a kid, so Marlon and Louis were having a nice time playing with her and listening to her babble on.

♥︎ “You’ve really helped her open up to people. Thank you so much.” You almost sounded like you were about to cry. With what you’ve seen beforehand, Violet couldn’t blame you. She doubted you’ve even seen people in a good, long while. This must’ve been hard for you both.

♥︎ Violet moved her hand slightly closer to yours, pinkies barely touching, but the gesture turned her cheeks a faint pink.

♥︎ “It… Was nothing…” She said, a small smile on her face.

♥︎ You moved your hand closer to hers, hands ever-so-slightly overlapping. You both remained quiet, but the feelings were loud.

Ruby

♥︎ Ruby wishes your first meeting was different, but it wasn’t.

♥︎ Willy called to everybody from the watchtower, and everybody rushed to see you carrying a young boy.

♥︎ “He’s hurt.” You pleaded, “Please, I’ll leave right after, but please just do something.”

♥︎ It turned out to be a reckless mishap with a gun. Ruby got to work, doing her best to help the boy.

♥︎ He seemed to be panicking a lot. His pain tolerance was pretty low and he thought Ruby was hurting him intentionally. When Ruby told you she was done, you rushed in and he reached out to you, sobbing.

♥︎ “She was hurting me…” he cried.

♥︎ You knew it wasn’t intentional, but you didn’t know how to console him. His throat was starting to hurt from his raw crying, so Ruby decided to give you two some space.

♥︎ “Thank you so much. We’ll leave as soon as possible.”

♥︎ “Now hold on, that boy is in no shape to get on the move again. I’d let him rest up for a while and then we’ll see.”

♥︎ Truthfully, Ruby didn’t want to see you go. She was hoping you’d change your mind for the few days you said you’d be staying there.

♥︎ It was hard to talk to you when you spent to much time with your little boy. He started crying every time she came in the room and it seemed to just make the pain worse.

♥︎ Ruby started taking meals to you as an excuse to have a brief interaction. She’d knock on the door and you’d answer and have a brief conversation at the door. She was nervous, not wanting your little boy to hate her, but nothing seemed to change.

♥︎ One day, she knocked on the door and there was no answer. She waited for a while before deciding to go in. There was your little boy on the bed, eyeing her down and sniffling.

♥︎ “Hey there, hun. I’m not gonna hurt you. I’m really sorry about all the pain you’re in, I wish there was something I could do to help…” Ruby eyed him sadly, setting the food down next to him.

♥︎ Your boy sniffled, “T… They told me… It would’ve hurted worser if they did it and not… You…” your boy was hiccuping, cheeks wet from tears.

♥︎ Ruby nodded, “I didn’t want it to hurt, hun. I’m afraid that was as painless as I could get it.”

♥︎ Apparently you managed to help him understand in your own time. You walked into the room to see the two conversing. It wasn’t much, but he eventually stopped crying.

♥︎ “Oh, hey there. Sorry, I went to the bathroom.”

♥︎ “I think he’s doing better.” Ruby said, “I think his emotions are the only thing keeping him down. Soon you’ll be able to… Get outta here in no time.”

♥︎ She didn’t like saying the words, it hurt. She wanted to talk to you more, but soon you’ll be gone. Your child was only just starting to trust her.

♥︎ She came to you tomorrow to check up on him, which he let her do. Your boy seemed fine. He was still a little bit shaken, but the pain was only a horrible memory. Apart from that, he was physically okay.

♥︎ You were beaming, “Is there anything I could do to repay you?”

♥︎ Ruby smiled back at you, “You could stay for one thing. It’d be a shame to see you go so soon.”

♥︎ She didn’t expect you to react so positively to her offer, but you did. You wrapped your arms around her and hugged her tight.

♥︎ “Thank you.” You said, “Thank you for giving us a home again.”

[dissociaticn]

seineijashu asked: ❥✗☾❣♆♥

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❥ : Describe a verbal way they would express complete trust.

"I have you.” Because it goes both ways.

✗ : Explain how they portray feelings of hostility or dislike

On the surface, Kabuto remains very level-headed when dealing with those he dislikes or hates. His go-to is to clench his jaw and smiles while secretly fantasizing about their demise. As a spy his personal feelings towards others don’t matter so it’s very hard to catch him letting the mask slip unless he wants you to. But that doesn’t mean he’ll forget your discretion either. Kabuto is an incredibly petty, jealous person who will put you on his kill list without a second thought. You may not die today or tomorrow but one day when you’ve long forgotten how you pissed him off Yakushi Kabuto will orchestrate a very tragic accident. So I guess to answer the question Kabuto deals with feelings of dislike by murder.

☾ : On a sleepless night, what would they be found doing?

Bold of you to assume Kabuto sleeps. Depends. Sometimes he can be found sitting at the kitchen table, sipping on tea or coffee. Other times he’ll be with Orochimaru entangled in the sheets and afterglow. In canon he might go down to the labs and putter around with menial tasks. He uses the time to let his mind wander and think about anything from petty grievances to complex problems. In modern he can be spotted reading medical journals and making notes. You’ll never find him doing nothing. 

❣: Describe a way that will earn affection (whether platonic or romantic) from them.

If you pre-empt what he needs, even if it’s in a small way. He’s not used to be people stepping in and being reliable. Kabuto has a very ‘do everything yourself’ mentality. The hardest part is probably getting him to allow you to be decisive. Most people don’t get far enough for him to trust them to do a good job.

♆ : Are they prone to violent outbursts or thoughts?

His thoughts are constantly riddled with the violence, usually over relatively petty issues. He’s definitely someone who finds it therapeutic to to imagine the thousand different ways he could murder you. Kabuto manages to contain himself most of the time, but it’s the equivalent of putting a tight lid on a pressure cooker. Eventually he erupts. There are a few clear triggers for his violent outbursts, usually involving instances which challenge his worldview. Kabuto maintains a very black and white view of human nature. While he understands there is technically a lot of nuance he dislikes the idea that said nuances provide uncertainty in his analysis of situations, people, ect. Those who act foolishly based on love, friendship, or for intangible ideals are idiots in his mind. When they espouse their philosophies they run a real chance of pissing him off. Their views challenge the very nature of his own cynical understanding of the world and portray a level of unconditional security and comradery which he has never had.

♥ : Name one thing about the way their emotions work that they despise.

Everything. Kabuto is actually a very emotionally based individual. This has proven unfortunate as he favours a hyper-rational approach to life. Such a duality has often left him attempting to rationalize the irrational. Get mad at a 12 year old Naruto for risking his life to protect those he loves? Totally rational. Kill subordinates who may get too close to Orochimaru out of preemptive jealousy? Totally rational. Inject the DNA of Orochimaru and then start a war in his memory after his untimely demise? Totally. Rational.

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❥ Ericson Kids ♥︎ Tattoo Headcanons

Characters: Marlon, Violet, Louis, Clementine, Ruby, Aasim, Violet.

Description: What kind of tattoos would the Ericson kids want and how do they feel about yours?

Warnings: Cussing, but that’s it.

Notes: Writing headcanons really shows who I like the most and least, huh? I’m guilty of favouritism, I will admit.

Marlon

♥︎ Marlon has always wanted a tattoo, even when he was a little kid. If he wasn’t sent to Ericson, he probably would’ve given himself a few stick and pokes until he was old enough to get a tattoo of his own.

♥︎ He probably wanted some random metal logos, or some skulls with flames. Just outright edgy stuff.

♥︎ As he’d get older it’d be more tame and just a little more thought out. He would definitely still want some skulls though.

♥︎ I think Marlon would really want a hand or knuckle tattoos. Either with some phrase on his fingers like “drop dead” or some flames or barbed wire around his knuckle bones.

♥︎ It makes him feel really cool and tough. He’ll show it off to anybody.

♥︎ If he gets a judgemental look from a passerby, he’ll lavish in it. He likes the thought of somebody caring enough to hate his tattoos. It makes him feel cocky.

♥︎ If you have a tattoo or multiple he’ll be incredibly jealous. He almost feels bitter that he isn’t the tattooed Ericson kid and instead you are. He’ll ask a lot of questions, but tries to seem like he isn’t too interested.

♥︎ He doesn’t want you to know just how jealous he actually is.

♥︎ Sometimes he’ll even wait until a game of war so the questions come naturally. Just simple ones like “how long did it take?” And “how much did it hurt? Which one hurt the most?”

♥︎ You can tell he’s listening intently to your answer, biting his tongue so he doesn’t ask any follow up questions. He thinks you’re really cool. He admires you quite a bit.

♥︎ Will pair you up with him if he can. He wants to be subtle, but he feels cool by association. Well, cooler. He already thinks pretty highly of himself, but he thinks highly of you too.

Violet

♥︎ I think Violet would get a wisteria tattoo on her ribs or just any kind of astronomy tattoo. She’ll probably get a constellation somewhere on her body, maybe her arm. It’d be really simple, but she’d love it.

♥︎ Violet didn’t grow up with a lot of money so she’d try to give herself tattoos. A star above her knee, Saturn on her shin. They weren’t great, but she liked them anyway.

♥︎ I think Violet would also suit a tattoo behind the ear. It’d probably be some flowers. I just think it’d suit her.

♥︎ Would get at least one violet tattoo. Just for the joke of it. There wouldn’t be much thought about it, just a tattoo she’d get on impulse.

♥︎ I think Violet looked to TV as a comfort and often found herself lost in the cartoons she was watching. I think she’d get an old retro TV tattooed because of it. It’s a tattoo she’s more sentimental about and probably won’t explain the meaning. She’ll just say it’s because she likes TV.

♥︎ Will perk up when she notices you have tattoos. Calls you a little rebel with a smirk.

♥︎ She’ll ask about them with caution. She knows they might have meanings and doesn’t want to pressure you into telling her anything.

♥︎ Will definitely want to touch them. Her fingers will lightly trace the skin. She isn’t exactly jealous, but she wishes she could get some too. Didn’t really think about them until then.

♥︎ Might bring it up to Tenn and he’ll design a hypothetical tattoo for her. She falls in love with the idea. She thinks you’re cool and wants to be cool with you.

Louis

♥︎ I don’t think Louis would ever want a tattoo. He can see the appeal though, but I doubt he’d want one.

♥︎ He’d hype the pain up in his head greatly. He doesn’t want possibly six hours of pain. No way.

♥︎ I think he’d get a tattoo of sheet music. Either his favourite song or the first song he learned on piano.

♥︎ I think it’d either be on his forearm or on his chest.

♥︎ That or just a simple music note. He’d keep it small.

♥︎ Once he sees your tattoos he’ll just whistle and make a small comment. Probably “God damn!” Or “So what’s the story behind all of those?” He’s surprised and he can imagine the pain that came with them.

♥︎ He’ll ask upfront for the stories and ask how much they hurt. He’ll be surprised if you tell him certain ones didn’t actually hurt that much.

♥︎ But he just chalks that up to you being super tough. I mean, you’re probably tough if you’ve got all those tattoos right?

♥︎ If you describe the feeling like “oh it’s like tiny cat scratches” he’ll suck air through his teeth. No way. Never. Not worth it.

Ruby

♥︎ I can’t imagine Ruby would want tattoos either. I feel like she was raised in a very religious household, so tattoos were a no-go.

♥︎ But maybe she wanted to be just a little bit rebellious… She did get sent to Ericson after all, but I don’t think she’d go against her family that greatly.

♥︎ I can imagine Ruby with a big, pretty sunflower tattoo, maybe on her back, or a cute cherub tattoo. Ruby is cute and I feel like her tattoos would be too.

♥︎ She might also get a butterfly :o) I think Ruby would be drawn to more nature related imagery and that includes bugs like bees and butterflies.

♥︎ That or some sort of religious imagery. Not like a huge cross or anything, probably just small angel wings or little cupids.

♥︎ But if she sees that you’ve got a tattoo she might find them a little distasteful at first.

♥︎ “Now why’d you go and do all that?” She grabs your arm and runs her finger over them. Her parents hate for them came through her that very moment.

♥︎ But as time went on she’d quickly realise it’s actually not a big deal. She’ll begin to actually like the talent and art behind them. She doesn’t think it’s for her or that she’d suit them, but she likes them on you. She’d feel bad about disliking something you can’t get rid of and would apologise to you at some point.

♥︎ She was quick to judge but she’ll make up for it.

Clementine

♥︎ Clementine actually has two tattoos. One from the New Frontier and one on her hand that says AJ.

♥︎ Though I think you need to go with Jane’s route to get it? Still, very cute, though I guess it’s less likely to be canon… Because who chooses Jane?

♥︎ But I think if Clementine had the choice, she’d go with something more flower based, or a little lemon tree.

♥︎ Clem would get fruit tattooed. Fruit that surprisingly isn’t a clementine.

♥︎ But if she’s willing to get a tattoo for AJ I think she’d also get a tattoo for her parents.

♥︎ Since she has a tattoo of her own she isn’t very surprised to see somebody else with them, though she kept her tattoo hidden. It comes with bad memories, so it’s completely different when she sees somebody with tattoos they’re proud of, something they designed themselves.

♥︎ Somebody who got a tattoo because they wanted it and not because they had to.

♥︎ She doesn’t really ask questions, but she’ll comment on them. She’ll say they’re pretty or cool and she’ll ask how long ago you got them. It’s mostly just for quick conversation.

♥︎ She doesn’t really have an opinion on them, she’s just glad they’re tattoos you like showing off since she knows how it feels to want to hide hers. She feels happy for you.

Aasim

♥︎ Aasim canonly went to Ericson for setting fires. He’d probably want something to represent his love for fire somewhere on him. Maybe something flaming on his bicep.

♥︎ But his love for flames and fire died down quite a bit when he went to Ericson.

♥︎ I don’t really know what kind of tattoo Aasim would want, but he’d keep it somewhere he can easily hide it.

♥︎ I think it’d have to be meaningful. Like a tattoo for the family dog he had when he was, like, six. He’d feel a bit embarrassed trying to explain it though. He just wanted it to have meaning.

♥︎ Isn’t too sure what to think when he sees your tattoos. I mean… When could you have gotten that done? Were you part of some group?

♥︎ He’s a little intimidated, but only because he’s not sure what to think of you. Once he starts talking to you however the story is completely different.

♥︎ Isn’t entirely interested in your tattoos when he realised they aren’t nefarious. They don’t represent some group, they’re just pretty. Won’t ask many questions, if at all.

♥︎ That isn’t to say he doesn’t like your tattoos, he just doesn’t really care.

Mitch

♥︎ Probably a grenade. Something to do with explosions and bombs. Edgy and cheesy.

♥︎ Skulls, daggers, knives.

♥︎...Monster energy logo.

♥︎ Mitch would get tattoos for pretty cheap just so he can say he has them. Like yeah, he’s got a few tattoos… They didn’t even hurt.

♥︎ He’ll show them off and he’ll love to mention that he’s got them, even though they are not good. It makes him feel cool and tough, so he doesn’t even care if people don’t like them.

♥︎ Give him a few years and he’ll realise that they really are not as great as he thought they were…

♥︎ He’ll need to get a coverup… Or two.

♥︎ Doesn’t notice your tattoos until Willy points them out. Willy is excited and starts nudging him, telling him to check you out.

♥︎ And he does. Woah.

♥︎ That’s fucking awesome.

♥︎ Is very forward. Will just walk up to you and point, asking you where you got them. It’s a little uncomfortable at first, but he’s just admiring you.

♥︎ He’s jealous and it’s pretty obvious.

♥︎ Doesn’t want to seem soft, but if you let him touch your tattoos you can hear him muttering “so fucking cool…” under his breath.

♥︎ He won’t admit he thinks you’re awesome, but everybody can tell he wants to be around you. He has to be your friend.

♥︎ Definitely tries to flex his knife making abilities. See? He’s cool too! Don’t you want to be friends with a cool guy?