#Tried a bit of a different style hehe

[olibensstuff]

@raisondetre2012 ret usage😽😽 also working on a little comic but I’ll share that later

[sysig]

I think the world is so wonderful... (Patreon)

[sunnie-writes]

kiss marks !!

pairing: wally darling x reader !!

genre: fluff, friends to lovers.

tw: stimming(?), mentions of intense staring.

plot: julie convinces reader to try makeup for fun, and then end up leaving a certain yellow fellow easily flustered by this.

pronouns: they/them, makeup has no gender !!

sunnie, talk that talk: AAAAAAAH MY FIRST WELCOME HOME FIC !! i seriously hope you guys enjoy it <33 feel free to give any constructive criticism if needed !!

"trust me, you'll look delightful!!" julie happily said.

you could only smile at her antics. in this situation, you were being julie's test doll as she tried different makeup looks on you. after some time though, she decided to set on a particularly chic look on you, smokey eyes and cherry red lipstick. not only that, she made you dress up in clothes that fit the makeup more, saying something about "fitting the dark fancy look".

"aaaand done!!" julie placed down the lipstick, "oh. my. gosh!! you look absolutely stunning!!"

"do i? where is the mirror??" you asked, going directly to your reflection.

you could agree, that looked absolutely great on you, maybe you should try different styles for often. only with julie around, though.

"you look like a hollywood star, or maybe one of those crazy rich people on tv shows!!" she stimmed, flapping her hands nonstop.

"thank you, i... liked this." the praise made you shy.

"oh, we need to go now!! poppy is holding a friend gathering tonight in her backyard!!" julie smiled while catching your hand to hold hers.

you both left the girl's house and began walking towards poppy's. on the way, you thought about what could the neighbors say, maybe even a certain yellow artist would notice and think of you as something more.

truth be told, you had a huuuuuge crush in wally darling, the artist in your lovely tiny neighborhood. nobody could blame you, those half lidded eyes with a cat-like smirk surely would make more than just you fall completely down the stairs of love.

as you two finally arrived, you could see everyone eventually get into your point of view. the food table was full of delicious looking meals, and not to mention how everyone was dressed in different outfits from their usual daytime clothing, opting for a more formal look even.

"oh? julie and y/n arrived!!" barbaby exclaimed, "how are you doing, lady and--"

everyone immediately looked in your direction, julie hugged your arm on your side and giggled. heat started pooling in your cheeks as each of their eyes seemed to get wider at your presence. sally was the first to break the silence.

"oh my, y/n looks amazing!!"

barbaby whistled, "julie sure did a great job, you look stunning."

you chuckle as more praises pour in. unfortunately, it seems like the reason you got overly dressed up hasn't shown up yet. moving to the table, you get yourself a nice glass of grape juice while looking over to the gateway incase wally randomly pops out of the air.

looks like your prayers were answered, you hear poppy scream like a mother seeing her son in graduation clothing, "wally!! you're finally here!!"

you look over to him, your cheeks heating up immediately and heart beating a bit more fast. standing in a blue tuxedo with a red tie was wally, with his pompadour still up and his mesmerizing eyes. you swallow the air as to control yourself.

"ha ha, hello everyone." his voice still sounds as calm and relaxed as ever, which doesn't help at all with your flustered state.

"let me guess, you're late because you were working on your pompadour?" frank sarcastically spoke.

"oh, you guessed it. nice one, ha ha!" wally just laughed before looking around him, "all of you look amaziiiiiiiingggg..." his words slurred down as his eyes stopped at you.

you could feel his eyes burning through your skin. if you were made of wax, you would've melted already. his stare was everywhere, your clothing, your hair before finally stopping at your face, meeting your gaze.

"oh my..." wally had his mouth wide opened.

"hehe, surprised?" barnaby questioned his friend with a knowing face.

"y/n decided to let me do their makeup and choose their outfit today, don't they look amazing?!" julie exclaimed happily.

snapping out of his thoughts, wally answered.

"yea, of course." he smirked as usual while looking in your eyes, "what a sight for sore eyes."

you blushed before thanking him, earning another one of his half lidded eyes stare. wally made his way to you, holding one of your hands and planting a kiss on the back of your palm.

"oh my, what a gentleman we have here." you chuckled, trying to play cool.

it seemed to work, his usual yellow cheeks earned a light red shade. liking his reaction, you decided to be a bit more bold, planting a kiss on his cheek before walking away to julie, leaving a flustered wally holding where your lips once were.

"ooh, what was that?? you looked so... powerful!!" she jumped up and down.

"w- well i mean, two can play this game, right?" your tongue failed you, making you stutter and julie giggle at that.

"hehe, sly y/n!! i like this side of you, makes you look all cool and mysterious!" she striked a pose with finger guns, you laughed at that.

suddenly, sally walked right behind julie, waving at her and stopping in front of you, motioning for you to get close.

"i don't mean to gossip, but wally can't keep his eyes off of you!" the sunshine whispered.

you looked over your shoulder, making eye contact with that smug stare of his. you could feel him scanning your face, which was obviously making him more flustered since he couldn't stop staring so much.

seeing the romantic tension in the air, julie and sally looked at each other before walking together to the opposite side that you were, starting a conversation with eddie and frank. wally, seeing this opportunity, approached you with confident steps.

"so, mx. l/n, what made you dress up so... differently?" he asked.

"oh, you know darling, just for the friend gathering." you took use of his last name, obviously causing a reaction as he noticed what you did.

"ha ha, clever as ever, i see."

"thank you. any other question?" you smugly smiled at him while screeching on the inside.

"hmm, do you wanna take a walk with me, we can take a look at the stars maybe."

you were jumping up and down inside your head, "of course, lead the way."

you walked by his side, interlocking your arms together. his shoulders relaxed and he widened his eyes before walking out of the gateway with you by his side.

you gotta' give him credits, the sky looked absolutely beautiful that night.

"the stars look beautiful tonight." you spoke, eyes shining like the billions of lights above you two.

"not so beautiful as someone i know." wally was obviously hinting at you, but you decided to play his game.

"oh really? who?" you jokingly questioned.

"you know who." he responded, you tilted your head in a provocative manner, "you, of course."

"quite the romantic you are." you leaned closer to him, making his cheeks get brighter, "any other reason of why you wanted to take me out in this particular night?"

he looked to the side before staring right back at you.

"there is another reason." he released your arm and got in one knee, "you see, i have something to confess to you. y/n l/n, ever since you moved in here, i was never able to take my eyes off of you. even as you walked by and just laughed with our friends, i could always find my gaze stuck upon your figure. i thought i was able to keep my feelings hidden for you, each and all of my pining could be hidden as i fell more deeper for you. but today, you showed up in a way that i can't explain, blessing my eyes and enchanting this puppet's heart right into your palm." your heart was beating so fast, eyes almost watering before you calmed down, cheeks reddening at the sight of his moonlit self, "so i beg and ask of you, would you wanna give this artist a chance and become his one and only muse?"

you were speechless, only nodding your head before he got up and you threw yourself at him, kissing his face and leaving multiple lipstick marks. cheeks, forehead, the space where his nose would be, and finally, his lips.

you were so happy, couldn't contain yourself from leaving him absolutely breathless.

"of course, i do." you chuckled while he tried to recompose himself, only to be stared at by heart eyes and a loving sigh.

"give a man a warning before you rock his world like that." he laughed quietly.

you held his face on your palms, and it felt like you were holding the world, feeling confidence wash over you as you traced your eyes towards the marks you left on him.

"WOOOO-HOOOO!! GO Y/N!!!!" you heard someone scream.

looking over your shoulder, you were met with all of your friends watching you guys from afar. eddie and frank holding hands while eddie laughed and his boyfriend just slightly smiled, julie jumping up and down while stimming alongside sally who was shining even more brightly, howdy chuckling while clapping all of his four hands, barnaby clapping while howling happily and poppy stared with watered eyes like a proud mother.

well, at least you two didn't need to spend the rest of the night explaining how you and wally darling became a couple.

and with that, you gave him another peck on the lips, before pulling him to all of your friends, while he lovingly stared at you, his for now and forever number one muse.

"dearest, you're the absolute most."

sunnie, talk that talk: HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOYED!! I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS OMG SUFNEJFJSJDJS n e ways, byeeee dear reader, ily mwah /p

[yuri-is-online]

Random JadeYuu scenarios because I also have no self control:

Earth and Twst have completely different species of mushrooms and Yuu tells him about earth mushrooms and then they try to cross breed different types of mushrooms to get this One Really Cool Mushroom from Yuus world

Similarly, Yuu tells jade about the Himalayan mountains and Mt Everest (I know a weird amount if Mt Everst lore)

Jazz band! Maybe there's a style of jazz that only exists in twst or on earth and they just combine them to get a whole new jazz! Like cyber jazz or something (That's actually a newly invented genre irl)

Visiting the coral sea and Yuu just starts trying to find old ocean fossils like a fucking nerd

Visiting the coral sea and Yuus trying to figure out why Jade is glowing like the fish equivalent if a glow stick

They go to a rave. Idk they just do shrooms and go to a rave in scarabia. Ft high clingy Jade

Silently courting Jade and watching him flip out

Teaching him how to drive (he cannot)

I love jadeyuu, getting random jadeyuu brainrot increases my lifespan... probably... i think...

I think this is such a cute idea. Apparently our world has deep sea mushrooms so I think it would be very cute of JadeYuu to go diving looking for Twisted Wonderland's equivalent. I also really like the idea of them trying to research how to crossbreed mushrooms for completely wholesome and mundane reason but ending up with a bunch of information on how to grow psychedelics. This is fine by them too.

Jade would have such a silly painfully in love face while Yuu talks about the mountains of their world. He memorizes every word you say and kisses you painfully slowly afterwords, he really loves when you tell him things about your world that make him want to see it. (Mt. Everest makes me sad because all I really know about it is how tourism has been fucking things up for it.)

I really love jazz music ( ˘▾˘)~ and the idea of music evolving in a different way in different worlds is not something that I think is too far fetched, music is influenced by the culture around it and the Coral Sea is super different from anything in Yuu's world. Jade would really enjoy playing music with Yuu, I think he would feel like it would help him understand them better.

Floyd would find this so funny. He already makes fun of you on the log in screen for collecting random junk, and now you are grabbing random sea shit too? This is hilarious. Even funnier that Jade gets super defensive of you and tries to help you pick out the nicest things to bring back to the surface. Don't listen to him pearl there really is no accounting for taste these days.

( ` ꒳ ´ )✧ hehe Jade can control his facial expressions but he cannot control his body's mating signals. He's literally glowing with happiness at having you here, under the sea, all to himself, and so... soft looking. Vulnerable even, so why is he the one breathing heavy and feeling faint? You're unbearably close and so painfully gentle with him as you trace the light down from his shoulder to his chest... come on now, be a bit bolder and go deeper, won't you? (his smile is all teeth and he's literally shaking, which is only worrying Yuu more)

I'm just picturing Jade glued to Yuu's side, really touchy and so honed in on you he's forgotten that you are technically in public. He's saying absolutely filthy things... at least you think he is. He's kind of mumbling and the music is really loud, but you know where his hands are going... maybe you should get out of here before Jamil kills you.

You hand Jade a handmade bracelet and watch him have the most stressed out smile as he tries to determine if you want him or want him while he tries to not make it too obvious which one he wants. You know. You know which one he wants everyone does he is so not slick.

Yeah he refers to something as a "dilly of a pickle" his ass can't drive. I bet he gets horrible motion sickness when riding in cars, similar to how he is with roller coasters in the Playful Land event. He still wants to learn how so he can helpfully insist on driving Azul somewhere (he wants to watch him throw up.)

[yourbestprincess]

Could I get some Danny Johnson (ghostface) with just some fluffy headcannons with an S/O who is extremely touch-starved and clingy, like always has to have a hand on then kind of thing.

LORD YES 🙏🙏🙏 I’m gonna do half fluff n the other half smut cause why not hehe. this is gonna have lots of ddlg 😔 have fun!!!

FLUFF-

-Danny let’s you touch him all the time. He basically branded you and you’re never gonna get away from him, so he just lets you touch him all the time.

-He treats you like a princess, like oml. But, don’t you dare piss him off or disappoint him or you’re getting punished.

-Since you don’t like to be alone, sometimes he lets you come to help him kill (pre dbd). Like, he’d break into the house of the victim when you were knocking at the door, distracting the victim…then he’d come up behind them, and…SLASH!

-He wouldn’t want you to necessarily kill anyone, but if you did he would find it attractive if you were all bloody, but god forbid if you got hurt. You’re never going out with him again if you get hurt.

-On days where he’s not stalking, he’s on the couch letting you lay in his lap/ sit in his lap. He actually really enjoys this more than he thinks he should.

-Carries you around Dbd style when he’s not in a match. You kinda love it kinda hate it.

-he will hold your hand if you ask.

-he LOVES to hold your thighs.

-he holds you like a baby if you ask.

-This man loves to just drive you around.

- Eventually, after a month or so, he’ll take off his mask around you.

-Always carry’s his knife when you two go out incase someone tries to hurt you.

SMUT-

-Lord have mercy, this man is rough as FUCK. He will literally fuck you for hours.

-He throughly loves overstimulating you. He loves it so much.

-He loves to use his knife to make you bleed. He will never cut too deep though. If he ever got the urge to go deeper he throws the knife and becomes only A LITTLE bit gentler.

-he would definitely enjoy car sex.

-he lets you suck his fingers while you’re fucking.

-loves loves LOVES being called daddy. Don’t ask me why, he just does.

-he loves your size difference.

-He also loves to chase you around, it turns him on to the max.

-pulls your hair enough to make you whine sometimes.

-if you ever dressed up as him he would be so aroused.

-uses his Polaroid SO MUCH. This man has to buy so much film because of you. Before you knew what he looked like, he would go to your work and place the pictures by your desk/work area and lurk around to watch your reaction to them.

-this man is SO HORNY. All the time. 24/7. He is ALWAYS down. (I mean, have you SEEN his mori?!?)

[in1-nutshell]

Hi! Subscribed to you for quite a while. You have a very cool writing style! Read a lot of posts and decided to request too)))

Okay, how about Buddy's Bot with the Russian greyhound altmode? It's a breed of hunting dogs that run really fast. Imagine what Buddy's character would be like! Energetic, restless, almost as fast as Blurr, cheerful, but can be serious if necessary. Oh, don't forget their very sharp nose! Maybe during the great war they were a scout that no one could catch?

How would the TFA Autobots react?

PS: Take care of yourself and don't overwork))) Sorry for my mistakes, English is not my native language, hehe)

This is something new, I welcome the challenge!

Hope you enjoy!

Bot Buddy with a Russian Greyhound alt mode with Team Prime

SFW, Platonic, Cybertronain reader

TFA

Buddy had chosen a peculiar mode of transportation when they arrived on Earth.

To be fair they thought the greyhound was a mode of transportation and not an organic pet.

When they were offered the option to change alt modes they declined.

They had grown rather fond of this alt mode.

Buddy was happy to get an alt mode that was different than the others, it made them stand out more and they liked that.

This form was fast, perfect for their speedster form.

The nose certainly took a while to get used to, but their new frame worked perfectly with their restless pedes.

Team that tries to calm the bot down a bit

These bots want Buddy to slow down a bit. Not permanently but enough to listen to instructions better and to take breaks. They understood that Buddy was rather energetic, but it was also important to take breaks every now and then. On the plus side, they get along great with Blurr. Though they do warn Buddy about teaming up with Blurr. As much as they want to catch the bad guys, they also don’t want the streets to get too damaged by their pedes or for their pedes to get damaged by something in the way.

Optimus

Prowl

Ratchet

Team that likes having an energetic team mate

These bots find their new team member to be a great addition. They can certainly keep up with the faster villains. Meaning Bumblebee would have back up now instead of trying to take them on his own. Their cheerful attitude is something they certainly love about this bot. they aren’t too serious about everything and can take a joke. Buddy is often used as a Blurr translator whenever he comes around the Plant. How does Budy know what Blurr is saying? There are many theories, but none have been tested out.

Bumblebee

Bulkhead

Sari

Team that wants to race the bot

These bots want to race Buddy all the time. Since Blurr is more focused on doing his undercover work than racing, Buddy is the next best bot to race. They don’t care if Buddy uses their alt mode or not. They just want a race. These bots will twin up with Buddy for speedy combos going up against fast villains or simply getting to a place faster. Will they admit that Buddy is faster than they are? Nope, and they will never do it until they finally beat Buddy in a race.

Bumblebee

Sari

[minazusho]

I was going through songs on my old phone and came upon a banger that made me wonder, what if Jesse met Lukas and the other Ocelots at Hadrian’s games as contestants. I loved this episode and the concept so much but wasn’t super fond of the characters that came with, so it’s a little bit of a character swap (but ofc with Jesskas included)

To anyone interested, here are the simple designs:

I imagine Lukas being very skilled and confident, a good person at heart just like he is but with the influence of his friends, plus the desire to win and go home - he’s a little bit cocky but nonetheless incredibly charming. Lukas finds the idea of new contestants (Jesse, Petra, Ivor) rather exciting and interesting, and takes special interest in their leader - Jesse. He likes challenges and believes there’s no one who will beat him and his team, hence the name - Rival AU - having someone on his level to compete against would prove rather exhilarating to Lukas and definitely motivate him to show just how good he is (plus it’s the song name hehe)

On the other hand:

Aiden is Aiden. Rude, arrogant, hot-headed, however he is a good at the games (even if he isn’t the greatest team player at times). He is definitely someone people don’t like fighting against due to his offensive fighting style. He, unlike Lukas, hates the newcomers and gets super jealous seeing Lukas getting along with them, repeatedly tries to eliminate Jesse as he sees him as a threat in both the games and his relationship.

A little bonus design comparison next to each other, with their height difference:

I was drawing a little comic for myself with this au before but needed the designs and got way too invested in this whole thing so might as well share it all hahah

Once I’m done with the comic I’ll gladly post it and to anyone reading this, thank you for so much for your attention! :>

[rachalixie]

hi hello hey!!! i love your writing and i was wondering if you could write something on helping felix get ready??? this is very very very self indulgent hehe but just like helping him put on his piercings, styling his hair, chosing and putting on rings, complimenting him because he's the prettiest ever <3

a/n: well of course! this thought did not leave my head. this was so self indulgent im so sorry haha

you don’t think you will ever get over how pretty felix is. every day, the second you wake up and your eyes lay on him you’re taken aback by his beauty. even when your relationship evolved from days unto weeks, weeks into months, and months into years, you still find yourself in awe of how gorgeous he is. right now, in the low bathroom light that you’re both under, he looks positively angelic sitting on the counter, letting you apply his makeup. it’s one of your favorite things to do, it gives you an excuse to stare at his features without him teasing you for once.

you swear, his face was hand sculpted by the gods, their signature being the splatter of freckles that adorned his cheeks and nose.

you tell him as such as you swipe a careful layer of blush high on his cheekbones, the finishing touch, and his nose scrunches up as he disagrees; for all of his beauty, this boy is hopelessly unaware of just how irresistible he is. he doesn’t see the lingering stares when you go out, too focused on you, but you do. it makes you all the more grateful that he’s chosen to keep you by his side.

you smile when he tries to hide his embarrassment by covering his face with his hands, and you take them into your own hands instead. your thumbs stroke over his fingers gently, swiping against the polish you had carefully applied the night before while he looked at you with pure adoration in his eyes.

you take the opportunity to reach onto the bathroom counter to gather his rings, sliding each one onto his fingers and kissing his knuckles when you’re done. he’s getting drowsy under your ministrations despite having just woken up, even more so when you set your hairdryer on the lowest warm setting and begin running your fingers through his hair, styling it just the way you like. you’re careful around his ears, not wanting to tug on the earrings adorning them, small hoops and studs that you helped him pick out and place in order. his eyelids flutter closed, mouth dropping open in bliss as you scratch at his scalp a bit with your nails.

“don’t fall asleep, lix,” you say with a small laugh. his head chases your hand when it leaves his head, and your heart almost bursts from how cute he looks. you help him slip a hoodie over his head, making sure it didn’t muss up the hair that you just styled, and you swoop in to press a soft kiss to his forehead when you take in his sweater paws from the oversized sleeves.

“ready?” you ask, giving him a once over and nodding at your work. he looks good, he always does, but something about the way he looks in a comfy sweatshirt just hits you differently than he does all dressed up for an event or performance. this is your felix, the one who goes on dates with you and cooks for you and kisses you at night. this is the felix that you don’t share with his fans, or the people staring at him outside, this is the one who exists only for you.

“ready.” his deep voice echos as he hops off the counter and takes your hand in his.

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[akookminsupporter]

So many questions. So many things to say but I want to talk about certain parts of the conversation? Between Jimin and Jungkook that stand out for me. As Jack the Ripper would have said, let's take it one part at a time.

🐰come out of the blanket? Will you be able to handle it? Hehe nooo way

🐥as for me I can handle it

🐰reads Jimin's comment* kekkekekekek right as for Jimin hyung, he can handle it.

🐰damn funny hehe

Explain to me how we should interpret these comments in a different way than the obvious. Especially Jungkook's comment. And we have to keep in mind Jungkook's expressions while he was saying those things!!!

🐥you left at 2 so go and sleep soon now

🐰right I left at 2. Why do I hate sleeping so much

They were together yesterday until 2? Where were they? Doing what? Would it have something to do with whatever they did in New York? No, I still haven't forgotten about New York and the fact that they were using GoPro.

🐥no but hyung is scared of you

🐥I feel like you'll hit me

🐥kekekekeke

🐰noo what do you mean hit, you'll hit me? ME?

🐰what do you mean, don't portray me like that hyungnim

🐰when did I do like that? If it's so then it's me who got hit

🐰it was just for fun

This part is perhaps the most intriguing and I don't know about you but the way I interpret it is that Jimin speaks from experience. Jungkook's comment at the end more or less confirms it. And once again I wonder what they do when they are together because whenever they mentioned something about when they are together, we are all left with more questions than answers. Yeah, I still want to know why Jungkook was holding Jimin bridal style and spinning him around for Jimin to give him a hickey on the neck.

🐥looks like Jungkook forgot what type of person I am

This could mean many things but I decided to interpret it as Jimin saying that Jungkook forgot that Jimin does not show his house to the world under any circumstances.

🐥sleep soon once your this promotion is over

🐥hyung will come (to you)

🐰promotion.. I'm also not sure what will happen ..

🐥hyung is not in a state to do a LIVE

This part is a bit interesting but more because of Jungkook's comment than Jimin's. Jimin probably meant that his face was puffy or something like that, he always tries to show us his best side, even if we don't really care about that stuff, we just want to see them/him.

🐥if you see the picture I sent you, you will understand later, hehe

WHAT PICTURE?! SHOW US THE PICTURE!

🐰"right Jimina you also do the LIVE", "Jiminie hyung play around with Jungkook" see they're (ARMYs) are also saying, so why don't you just do the LIVE (with me)

🐥I'm not that easy (deleted)

🐰*Reads Jimin's comment*

🐰huh? Jimini hyung's comment weng missing

🐥heheheheeheh it's deleted heheheh

🐰exactly see, weverse censored the (comment) you said that you're not that easy. So let's go, on LIVE, I'll come there

🐥no, but just look at the picture for a bit kekeke so sorry

This part. THIS PART.

Jungkook I applaud how shameless you were by practically begging Jimin or trying to get him to WLIVE with you; using us was a smart move, too bad it didn't work.

Jimin knew he had Jungkook begging him on freaking live to do a wlive together and that's why he wrote that he wasn't easy. No one can convince me otherwise. And then he deleted the message but Jungkook saw it. And he repeated it so that anyone who didn't see it would know what he was saying. That man is a menace.

And again,

WHAT PICTURE?

This interaction was definitely too much but the way Jungkook flirtatiously begged Jimin or was trying to convince him to do a WLIVE together was the most surprising thing... maybe.

[stevebabey]

Hi hi hi!! Congratulations so much on your milestone! I haven’t been following for very long but you are one of my favorite Steve writers, bar none. Thanks for sharing your writing with the internet 💖

📽 If I may step behind the beaded curtain of Family Video…

Post-battle, one of the many you’ve shared with Steve, and you just want to stop thinking. Thinking hurts, especially when you think about the fact that you almost just lost each other!! Steve is being lovey and sweet and altogether way too nice while you make out so you bite his lip, ruck your hands through his hair, roll your hips a little harder. He lets you flip him underneath you, but it’s still not enough, so you’re pulling at his mouth and fisting his shirt in ur hands and avoiding eye contact bc if you cry that’s it, it’s over, he won’t fuck you like you want it. But of course he notices, and tries to soothe you, “baby baby honey. Please. Shhhh. Talk to me” with kisses on your cheeks and petting at your hair and worry creasing his brow. And godammit if he doesn’t make you talk to him like a healthy adult who processes their feelings 🙄 before eating you out while holding ur hands for comfort. And maybe he doesn’t fuck you like you want it, but definitely how you NEED it. He always knows 🥺

(I’m sorry if that’s too long I just got so excited to share this and talk with you and if it’s not your style I totally understand and congrats regardless!!!!)

anon u came to the RIGHT place for some tender loving sex i am ALL for that shit!!! also hello!!!! i’m so very pleased to have u here!! u make me blush honey, and yes indeed come behind da beaded curtain hehe - also DAMN i do not know how to shut up apparently, i sat down to write this, fixed myself a g&t and clearly went a bit insane <3 hope u love! 18+ content below the cut MDNI

maybe it’s a bit too much of a close call this time, or it’s just that you’ve been here too many times but either way your nerves are frayed tonight— and the solution lies in steve’s arms. there’s something bout the skin-to-skin that soothes one part of you entirely while setting another part aflame- you love him and you nearly lost him tonight and it sets you about with a burning desire, nearly delirious in how his lips feel against yours, how he feels pressed against you when you grind in his lap and clutch at his shirt- you’re tugging at the fabric but don’t even pause your kisses for a moment, just try to tug it up and off. it’s the first sign to steve that tonight is different, that you’re needier than usual. he murmurs his assurances of love, soft and low, “it’s alright, honey,” he mumbles between the heated kisses, “we’re both alright, we made it out,” and he gives what you want, his shirt off and then your own

but he’s being soft, all delicate and caring with you and normally you adore that- the sweet lovebites scattered along your neck that’ll be gone by morning- tonight, instead it feels like you’re treated like glass, like in your mind maybe he’s still preparing to say goodbye in some twisted final way — so you use your hands to press him down, knees straddling his waist and try your best to let the message sink in; if he fucks you rough, it’s like none of the hurt of tonight happened, like the shit you went through didn’t happen at all. hands in his hair, hips rolling down sinfully and pulling groans from his throat, you reattach your mouths and desperation pours from your lips- you don’t want to slow down, to think about what you’ve both barely escaped and agonisingly, steve can tell — his hands grasp your face and halt your kisses but the moment you pause, you won’t look at him, can’t look at him. suddenly you’re embarrassed and steve is all quiet murmurs, “hey, hey, honey, what’s this? what’s going on with my girl?” and his nose nudges against yours, encouraging u to answer and your voice is smaller than ever as you give some pititful excuse, some line that usually riles him up, “just wanna feel you, stevie, just wanna fuck you,” and you grind down on him

steve knows you better than that though and though he hisses, pleasure spiking at the grind you give, he moves his hands to stop your hips- the movement they pause, his hands climb up and cradle your face as his features give away his worry. there’s a terrible furrow in his brown, eyes pooled with concern and he pulls you close, dozens of kisses against your cheeks, your nose, your forehead as he murmurs to you, “honey, please, talk to me,” and you do exactly what you’d been trying to avoid, fat tears welling in your eyes and shit, now you’re crying but it’s like it’s exactly what steve’s expecting — his arms are ready to hold every piece of you together while you cry shakily, whispered fears and confessions of love he’s already heard before and steve listens to it all- his kisses take your tears and when you calm, fear finally taking the back burner in your mind and breathing normal, he’s ready n waiting for you. “d’you want to just sleep?” he checks, lovingly and your shaking your head no quickly; you weren’t lying before, there’s an itch under your skin that can be sated only by his touch. steve doesn’t seem surprised but rolls the both of you over, kissing you with a bit more fervour now that he knows you’re truly alright - then he’s moving down the bed, kisses against your collarbones, down your sternum and when you voice your confusion steve’s raspy voice just says, “shh, it’s alright, lemme take care of my girl, yeah? you gonna let me take care of you?” his rough hands are already teasing the inside of your thighs so you can’t help but sigh out a yes

and he does take good care of you, one hand intertwined with yours as the heat of his mouth works your cunt, drawing whines and whimpers out- you’re clutching his hair and feeling hot in your skin, squeezing his hand as steve whispers his praise to you, “that’s it, so good f’me, doing so well,” until you’re spilling over the edge and quivering beneath his touch- but steve’s not done and he can tell you aren’t from the look in your eye. he’s somehow managed to melt away an extra layer of stress that you only notice in its absence so when he kisses back up your tummy and stretches you nice on his cock, you keen and melt into him, completely unwound— steve’s just as he was in the beginning, soft and sweet, all i love you’s scattered between the moans but you can tell know this is exactly what you need. you’re chest to chest and only trying to get closer, fingernails clawing at his back- you’d crawl into his skin if you could- and steve fucks you through it perfectly and you somehow come apart at how he just knows — he knows you, knows what you need and when to give it to you and that’s a kind of love you don’t think you’ll ever get used to- it’s a flurry of rushed kisses and sweet words, steve urging you with a rasp to cum with him, pleading and whimpering into your neck until you both come undone. you fall asleep in his arms to the ghost of a kiss in your hair

[z0mbi3g1rl]

Outsiders h/c🔥🔥

(The gang has an alt/goth partner)

Hehe, i kinda wrote this for myself, but i hope u enjoy

These are all if it was the 80s. So, in different time period, then the outsiders originally

♡Sodapop♡

This mf js ABSOLUTELY head over heel he likes that you're different

You and him are constantly listing to music

He tried to copy your makeup...it didn't end well..

He probably paints his nails to match youres

I can see him wearing chains fr

♡Ponyboy♡

I feel like he would wear bandana that match you're outfit

He's so sweet 🥹🥹

You two Probably have matching rings I'm the shape of skull bones or bats something like that

Reading+music dates would be so cute

I feel like he would draw you with youre makeup on because he thinks it's super cool

♡Darry♡

He would definitely try and match you. I feel like he would wear baggy jeans boots and a band tee shirt(something like that)

I could see him buying and then drying flowers for you

You probably have dried flowers all around your house because he gave you so many

Honestly you're style doesn't bug him. He just thinks it's bad ass

I feel like he would listen to the same music you do so he knows what bands and songs you're talking to or referring to

♡Dallas♡

This man is so down bad for you stg

He DEFINITELY paints his nails and matches you

He wears jewelry to match you all the time

Teases you with stuff like "christ, you look dead doll" or "how the hell did you get out of your grave?"

10/10, he loves it

♡Steve♡

This dude teases you..alot

"How are you so pale?" "christ, I didn't see you there. You look like a ghost."

Thinks it's hot

Probably asks you to do his makeup

Absolutely down bad when u wear corsets or the waist corsets things(pls tell me yk😭)

♡Two-Bit♡

You probably scared him a few times on accident

Teases you all the time it's non stop

He probably thought u were wierd at first

Like Steve absolutely loves when u have on a corset

Asked you to do his makeup a few times

♡Johnny Cade ♡

Looks at you in awe all the time

You two probably listen to music alot together

Laying In the parking lot w music happens alot

I feel like the two of you would go to cemeteries and js vibe

ALWAYS wears matching rings

[lovely-showtimes]

Hehe… silly request time… Can you do Tsukasa, Airi, and Haruka x a reader who is “self-aware” (self-aware in this instance meaning they know they’re in a game)? It’s okay if not (^_^)

♡ . self aware.

characters - haruka, airi.

type - scenario.

warnings - unreality.

a/n - i'm so sorry that this took so long T_T i wanted to get to this earlier because i think 'self aware characters' as a concept is very interesting !!! but my brain wouldnt let me write unfortunately... haruka might be ooc, despite how much i love them im very unfamiliar with mmj as characters & their stories </3 i'm also sorry for not doing tsukasa for this one, i wanted to include him and i originally did have an idea for his section, but i took so long to write this i forgot what it was ... i hope you enjoy anyway!

"Do you see anything you like?" You call over your shoulder, turning your attention away from the sweatshirts in front of you.

Airi stands by several dresses, scrutinising them. The two of you decided to go out shopping together, as you felt like your wardrobe was lacking. Airi was eager to help, confident in her sense of style that she can get you something nice, as well as something for herself.

Her brow creases in thought and she stops in front of one particular dress.

"C'mere for a sec," she calls back to you, and you walk over. Airi steps to the side, gesturing to the dress with a furrowed brow.

"Have I worn this before?" She asks. "I mean, I doubt you'd know, but still. It feels so familiar, but I also feel like I've never seen it before."

You squint at the dress. That's right... you recognise it, don't you?

"You wore that in the trained version of your Re-tie Friendship card, didn't you?" You comment quietly. "I liked that one, it was pretty."

Airi goes quiet for a few moments. You catch a befuddled look on her face out of the corner of your eye. "...Excuse me? What's a 'Re-tie Friendship card'...?"

You spin to face her, eyes wide. "Eh? It was your third focus event. Don't you remember it?"

Her confusion only grows. "What on earth are you saying? No, I don't remember it."

Your eyes lock for a brief period of time, the two of you studying each other for a single hint of what the other was talking about. Then, it hits you.

"Oh!" You gasp. "You didn't know about the whole game thing...? I thought everybody knew, but we weren't supposed to talk about it."

The fact of your entire life being a simple game was one you've always been aware of. You had never tried to bring it up to anyone else, or research it before. It had never occurred to you - it was as obvious a fact as saying "the sky is blue".

Airi shakes her head, placing a hand on her temples. "You're making no sense! What game thing?"

You open your mouth to respond, but you hesitate. Should you really elaborate on what you mean? Maybe it's for the best that you don't tell Airi about your shared existence within a game. It might be a bit much to take in all at once.

Maybe another time.

You smile brightly and shake your head. "Oh, you know what? I just realised, I was thinking of something else. Oopsies! Ignore me."

"...Right." Confusion and slight frustration still lingers on Airi's face, but she sighs and shakes her head. You're probably just referencing something from some game you like, right? Maybe she should look into it later, to understand what you just said to her.

Airi's gaze drifts back to the dress once more. That feeling of déjà vu still hovers in the recesses of her mind when she gazes at it, and it's unsettling. Maybe she should look for something different to wear.

"I had the strangest dream last night," Haruka comments, staring at the sandwich in her hands thoughtfully. The sun shines down on you both as you sit on a warm, grassy hill on a red-and-white checkered blanket.

You beam brightly, head tilted curiously. You swallow the bite of food in your mouth. "Oh? What happened?"

"I was dancing to a song I've never heard before. It was in a completely different style than we usually dance to as well, it was quite mellow and calm. I was dancing with a few other people too... Kohane, Ichika, and two other people I didn't recognise... a girl with grey-ish green hair, and a boy with ginger hair."

Haruka shakes her head. "How strange. And the weirdest part was, when I woke up, I remember thinking 'Ah, another one of those dreams'. I haven't dreamt of anything like that before."

She takes a thoughtful bite of her sandwich.

You can't help laughing a little at her bizarre dream. "I always have those dreams! The people who play this game like to make us dance with the other characters. It's quite fun, I like trying to think of what kind of person makes me dance to a certain song with certain people."

You tap your chin curiously. "Perhaps they like to think of me and the others in a romantic relationship? Perhaps they like to think of a different scenario where we are in a band together? Perhaps they feel romantically towards me? It's so interesting."

You chuckle to yourself once more, taking another bite of food. Goodness, it's so tasty. The work the two of you put together to create this whole picnic really paid off! You were especially looking forward to trying those cupcakes, you put a little extra love into each of them! In particular, you-

"Love, what game? What- What are you talking about?"

Haruka's voice snaps you out of your thoughts. Her gaze is full of confusion and concern for you. Her grip on her sandwich has gotten just a little tighter.

You simply gaze back at her as if it's all perfectly normal. "The game we're in. You didn't know?"

Silence hangs in the air. Haruka's gaze shifts around, landing on you for a moment or two before looking away.

Eventually, she clears her throat and nods, deciding to play along. "Right! Of course, I remember now. How could I have forgotten?"

Your joke had unsettled her a little, but she decides to just shake it off. That's all it was, anyway. You're just joking, aren't you?

...Aren't you?

[doobea]

Hello! I've following your blog recently, but I like your headcanons and writing style!! Your blog is so comfortable omgomg😭😭🛐🛐🛐

Can I ask any guys from bllk with tall reader? It's just that there are so few works about the tall reader aaaaaaaaa-

Perhaps the reader's height will be about 185 cm, but plus high-soled shoes and the reader's height becomes 192 cm??

Thanks in advance!! Good luck to you and take care of yourself!!

I would prefer to remain anon, but you can call me 🍥anon if you don't mind ٩( ᐛ )و

(Sorry for my English, this language is not my native language)

omg that's so sweet of you to say!! those vibes are exactly what I wanna give off for my blog so I'm glad you think that way ;-; and omg your english is perfect dw abt it hehe - i hope you enjoy!!

contents: tall!reader, gn!reader, sfw, like super fluffy its insane, established relationships, narration heavy, word vomit, small time-skip for bachira, 5'9 isn't small but I guess in this context it is LOL characters mentioned: bachira, nagi a/n: imma be real for a sec... irl im like 5'1 (155cm) and my bf is like 5'10.5 (179cm) so im gonna try my best to capture some height dynamics here LOL

Some people might say that having a drastic height difference could be a bit too much and that one partner may end up feeling insecure. Bachira Meguru didn't think so. Bachira never really gave a second thought to his height nor does he care that if some might call him short - it was never a concern. But one thing he will admit is that he absolutely adores your height and how you tower over him and everyone else in the class.

The silly crush started out so small that Bachira didn't even realize it evolved into something more until the day he memorized all your small habits. He took notice of how you had to slouch more than the usual student because the small desks didn't accommodate your height. When lunch came around, you were always the first one to get up and spend at least five minutes stretching out your limbs before running to the first-floor cafe. If there was an out-of-reach item, you were essentially the designated person to go to.

And he memorized your flustered profile - the way the blood rushed to your ears, how you shuffled awkwardly and tried to cover your face with your fingers - when he first confessed to you.

"I like you, do you wanna go out?"

He loved planning sleepovers with you when you guys were living separately, often too many times he's showing up to your doorstep with a bag filled with everything but a change in clothes just so he could steal your oversized ones. "Sorry that this keeps happening." He would say, but his infectious smile would give away his true intentions. When you guys felt comfortable taking the relationship to the next phase he suggested an apartment in the city. His kleptomaniac hands wouldn't leave your t-shirts alone after that.

Teasing and play fighting are common between the two of you, mainly because Bachira loves instigating and it always ends with him tangled between your long limbs. "I'm tired, let's just stay like this for the rest of the night, yeah?"

The only downside of the height difference is whenever photos have to be taken. It's either you take up the entire frame and he has to sacrifice his half or he has to find someone to take a full body shot that always ends up blurry because no one can hold a phone still enough these days.

"Hm, I don't look good in this one." You say, scrolling through the recently filled camera roll. "They made me look like a giant next to you, Meguru."

"Guess we'll have to hire a professional next time!" Bachira chimes and prays that you don't look through his phone history where he had recently purchased two shiny rings.

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There are three things that most people know about Nagi Seishiro. One, he's basically a genius without even trying it's almost scary. Two, he doesn't really talk to anyone aside from Reo. Three, he is tall. Never does a day go by where he doesn't hear people whispering all the shallow reasons about how they're jealous of his stature - the common one being how it's the perfect height to gain a woman's attraction. But relationships weren't his concern, it wasn't even in the top five things that he cared about.

Not until you transferred to his school.

You immediately caught everyone's attention. You usually stand at the same height as his best friend but, due to your added platforms, you became the tallest student in the class. It wasn't a surprise soon after that everyone wanted to give you Valentine's Day chocolate, male and female students alike. You turned all of them down.

Strange, Nagi remembers thinking but he was glad that he had more breathing room now.

Before he knew it, you were slowly integrating into his circle - which really didn't consist of much but if Reo had taken a liking to you that must mean you're a good person.

"They're just like you, except more talkative." His best friend teased and Nagi couldn't help but grow curious.

The trio hangouts later turn into 'Reo forgot he had private tutoring again so I guess it's just us'. Which then turned into 'Let's hit up the arcade after classes' to 'Wanna study for this exam back at my place' to 'Wait, are we supposed to be kissing right now'?

Right, Nagi isn't used to the concept of being in a relationship.

He wasn't exactly sure what caused his initial attraction to you, but he was glad that he didn't have to strain his neck to kiss you, he was glad that he doesn't have to second guess about placing items around your shared living space since you can easily grab it, and he was glad that he can finally experience what's it like to be a little spoon.

"I gotta use the restroom, Sei."

Nagi groans in protest and tightens the grasp he has with your arms, sinking in deeper into your chest. "Five more minutes and then you can go."

[swampgallows]

so i was reading both of your posts on the orcish language in wow cuz you posted them both in the yamyell discord (hehe) and it made me think about thrall and his upbringing as an orc raised by humans, and how he might have struggled with speaking common. obviously thrall would still have the same limitations as other orcs with his jaw shape/position being different to humans and his tusks being in the way, making consonants like m, p, b and maybe even v really hard to make…but i'm also thinking maybe because common was the first language he learned to speak, he may have been able to adapt/learn faster cuz he was given no other choice and was sort've forced to adapt to the language in other ways? what do you think? :]

orc language posts are here (pronunciation) and here (Orcish linguistics).

I think so too! Since it was his native tongue I think he probably managed to work around it. If anything, maybe his actual physiology changed a bit as he grew to accommodate it since he was using certain muscles to speak that he otherwise wouldn't have. i don't have any actual linguist knowledge aside from a couple of things ive read in the past but that seems to be the case with certain languages. for instance, a lot of people can't roll their Rs or whistle or things like that, but chances are if their language required that to speak it properly, they'd be able to do it (barring physical conditions). or like this great tumblr story of a Deaf woman who speaks with a brooklyn accent because she learned by watching mouth movements, so the physical positioning of her mouth and lips affected how she pronounced the words. or how even in short instances of isolation, new accents can develop due to environmental and biological factors, as it did for astronauts on the moon or members of an antarctic expedition. chances are that thrall has a very specific kind of common accent, and i wouldn't be surprised if orcs among his original horde developed this kind of accent alongside him due both to their facial structure and learning from thrall's example.

@shamanofthewilds also makes a great point about how most of azeroth probably speaks "common" anyway, and that both different human kingdoms and orc clans probably have their own languages but were speaking "common" as early as the second war. @mrpinchy also has a great post about azerothian sign language here, and how different digits and worlds affected common sign.

it's hard to say how canon this is because blizzard characterizations rarely maintain any consistency, but thrall's smaller tusks and more upright posture could be due to human influence affecting his physical development. in comparison, wod!grom's tusks are almost as tall as his nose. i tried to get a similar angle to show that even though their heads are tilted upward, grom's tusks are significantly longer.

head on, compare thrall's tusks (center) also to grom (left) or saurfang (right), orcs born and raised on draenor (au and mu). thrall's tusks are much more prominent in his in-game model, but since the hi res cinematics are all custom, giving thrall smaller tusks here seems a more deliberate choice. (also i arranged the images like this so that you can click them and it's not just three orcs staring you down while youre scrolling lmfao).

there could also be an age factor involved since saurfang and grom are older orcs, but i'd wager that thrall now is about as old as wod!grom is/was during warlords. there also isn't a lot of lore on whether or not orcs alter their tusks (e.g. shave them down hellboy style) save for accessories or piercing, but in that case it could be a cosmetic choice thrall makes too especially for diplomacy's sake.

anyway yeah i think you're right! i like to believe thrall's upbringing affected not only his linguistic but physiological development from being raised by and around humans speaking common.

[sumeruin]

♫♪: strip tcg!!!

♫♪: warnings: written by a minor, sub reader, gn reader, marking, mentions of edging

♫♪: pairing: cyno x reader

♫♪: a/n: tried to use a different writing style this time, lmk what you guys think!!! the reader is described as shorter than cyno i’m totally not projecting he’s actually 6’0 in cannon. also there will probably be a part two to this later i just wanted to post it cause i’ve been writing it for too long hehe

♫♪: minor writing smut, dni if uncomfortable!!!!

you were so excited for tonight. you almost never got to have date nights with cyno because of his busy schedule, so even if it was just a night of staying in a playing tcg together you wanted to make sure everything went perfectly. you knew what these usually ended in and so you spent hours deciding on which outfit an lingerie to wear, cyno always liked it when you dressed up for him after all.

you had even made him dinner and already set up the cards, so now you just had to wait for him to arrive and then you could finally spend some well deserved time with your boyfriend.

after another half hour of waiting, you suddenly heard the doorbell ring, and you rushed over to open the door for cyno. you immediately wrapped your arms around him in a tight hug once he stepped inside your home, too excited to wait.

you could feel a light chuckle rumble through cyno’s chest as he hugged you back. “are you really this happy to see me?” his voice still had a slight hint of laughter to it.

“mhm! i missed you so much, you’ve been gone for so long.” you pouted against his chest.

“oh i’m sorry lovely, i missed you too. i’ll do my best to make it up to you tonight, ok?” he gently cooed down at you, softly rubbing your back with bare hands.

“okay. you better keep that promise.” you tried to muster up your best glare to look at him with but the uncontrollable smile on your lips betrayed your true feelings.

slowly, cyno pulled himself away from you. “i will, don’t worry.”

“anyways, we should go eat before the food i cooked gets cold! it’s always so much better fresh.” you moved away from him and started the walk to the kitchen, cyno eventually following behind you.

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after you two had finished eating, you brought him over to where you had set up the game.

“i have an idea this time.” you looked up at him curiously, his words sparking some confusion in your head. “tonight, i think we should spice our game up a bit. whenever someone’s cards get taken out they have to strip one piece of clothing. we play as many rounds as needed until one of us is entirely bare, and the loser has to do whatever the winner wants for the rest of the night.”

you could feel your face heating up at the suggestion. “so? what do you say?” it was hard to formulate your thoughts on the suggestion with cyno smirking at you like that.

“i don’t- i don’t know…..” you couldn’t help but stutter at the thought of it. while it excited you, you were hesitant to agree. you knew he probably wouldn’t lose, and you doubt you’d be able to focus on the game if one of his cards was knocked out. on the other hand, you would probably end up naked in front of him tonight anyways, and it never hurt to try something new.

cyno looked at you with an expectant expression. “i don’t know isn’t an answer pretty, i need you tell me if you want to do it or not.”

you felt your face heat up even more at the petname.

“ok, yeah, we can do it. get your cards set up and i’ll put out mine.” you looked over at him and gave him a slightly nervous smile.

“good. you’ll like it, i promise.” he shot you a reassuring smile, scanning your face to make sure you were really comfortable with it before finally starting the game.

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it had been three games and you were miserably losing, cyno only ended up removing his headpiece and some jewelry, but you had had to remove everything but your underwear. you had known this would happen so you weren’t too disappointed, but you couldn’t help but pout a little at the outcome.

noticing your expression, cyno laughed “are you that upset about losing?”

“i’m not upset! i’m just thinking about what to do for my turn.”

cyno just chuckled and gave a little shake of his head. “whatever you say. go, it’s your turn.” he gestured towards your cards.

you just attacked with the first one you could, all your cards were close to getting knocked out and his were still on full hp so you knew it’d only be a couple more turns until you ended up completely losing.

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by the end of the round cyno had taken out your last character card and you had to admit full defeat.

“i think i actually want to be the one who takes off the last piece of your clothes, you’ll be such a pretty present to unwrap.” he had a smug smirk on his lips as he spoke, beckoning you over to him from across the table.

you huffed in mock annoyance before moving towards him and crossing your arms over your chest, waiting for him start taking off your last article of clothing.

cyno smiled and wrapped his arms around your waist before pulling you against him, making you loose your balance and fall on his lap. his hands started to slowly move down to your waistband while his head moved closer to you neck. you could feel him smile against the sensitive skin before he started to press light kisses all over, every so often pausing to suck little marks into the more sensitive areas.

you couldn’t help but start to squirm under his careful ministrations, letting out small whines under your breath and grinding down against his lap. cyno’s hands tightened around your waist, his head lifting up from your neck. “why- why’d you stop!” you whimpered, disoriented from the kisses and the sudden shift in atmosphere.

“do you not remember the second part of our bet? the loser has to do whatever the winner says for the rest of the night. i don’t recall telling you hump me like a whore.” cyno’s voice was rougher than it usually is, a clear sign he wasn’t as unaffected as he let on. “now, i’m going to keep doing what i was doing earlier, and you’re going to sit there and be good for me, or else you won’t be cumming tonight, ok?”

“ok…” you couldn’t stop the disappointment from seeping into your tone, making cyno smirk at how worked up he could make with just a couple touches and a few kisses. he smiled and kissed your forehead before going back to marking up your neck and rubbing teasing circles around your underwear.

you were in for a long night.

[ssourcandiess]

i’ll cheer for you from afar / harua x reader x taki

pairing: harua x f! reader x taki

genre: (hopefully) angst (enough), pinch of fluff, high school! au, photographer! harua (and taki)

warning: a very poor attempt of writing angst </3 (this is my first time writing angst), heart break, love triangle, probably grammar error, idk what else actually…

wc: 5.5k

summary: while working on his last project in the photography club, harua feels unsure about the theme he's picked. he worries that whatever he chooses might affect your friendship. but deep down, he wonders if he can push away his feelings for you and move on.

i made a pinterest board for this fic hehe

anyway, enjoy, i hope you’ll like it :]

Becoming members of the photography club in their last year of school meant Harua and Taki had to prepare for the winter exhibition, a big event before their graduation. Choosing a theme for his final project was hard for Harua. He had an idea but felt scared to use it.

Unlike Harua, Taki had a clear plan for the exhibition. That afternoon, the three of you gathered in the school's backyard. Taki wanted to make a short film for the exhibition and aimed his camera at you, asking you to be in his film.

"Say something about yourself," Taki directed.

"I never agreed to become a model, you know!”

"If not you, then who else?" teased Taki. After a bit of back-and-forth, you eventually agreed to calmly stand in front of the camera. Taki began asking simple questions, usual for introductory videos. Then, unexpectedly, he asked a personal question.

"Do you have a crush on someone?”

Your silence made Harua curious, but he tried not to show it.

"Come on, y/n, do you have a crush on someone?" Taki teased again. You hesitated before finally saying softly, "Yes, I do.”

Taki grinned. "Can you tell us who it is?"

“That's none of your business, you fool," you replied, playfully covering his camera lens with your hand.

Harua was stunned by your answer. Watching you and Taki laughing together, he knew he had to give up his original exhibition idea. He didn't want his theme choice to ruin their friendship.

---

In his first year of school, Harua met you. Joining the photography club was a great decision for him, even though he was still figuring out his new camera. Harua was on the school's rooftop, trying to capture the beautiful sky. While aiming his camera, he saw you in the distance, looking thoughtful. His heart raced, so he quietly took a picture of you.

His friend, Taki, interrupted this moment, surprised to see Harua taking a portrait, something Harua usually avoided. Taki's voice got your attention, and that's how the three of you started being friends.

It all began with a strong friendship, but over time, the dynamics among them slowly began to shift. Harua always preferred taking photos of landscapes rather than portraits. He believed that his landscape shots show his feelings better and match his style. But that doesn't mean he stops taking your pictures.

Even when he doesn't realize it, he often finds his camera pointing at you. Whether you're focused during practice, smiling during your marching band performances, or when you’re spacing out, his camera always seems to capture you. But what he likes the most is when you playfully try to get into his photos, maybe to ‘ruin’ to his scenic shots. Every time your mischievous smile appears in the corner of the photo, Harua can't help but smile too.

He thinks all your pictures, whether they're planned or spontaneous, turn out beautiful. When he takes your picture, he feels a lot of emotions that make him pause for a moment. He doesn't exactly know why he feels this way, but he likes it. Maybe... he actually knows what it means, but he doesn't want to admit it. Especially after noticing that Taki is starting to act differently around you.

Harua knew Taki was someone who loved to joke around, which made him quickly grow closer to you. However, by the second year, Harua began to notice a change in Taki's attitude towards you. Taki became more caring and gentle, despite all his jokes.

Harua noticed something different about Taki. He saw that Taki often smiled to himself after sharing jokes with you. It was a special kind of smile, showing how happy he was to make you laugh. It seemed like a secret happiness just for him.

Harua also noticed Taki's caring side. When there was a competition or show coming up, and you got busy, Taki made sure you took care of yourself. He brought you vitamins every day to keep you from getting tired or sick easily. He made sure you never missed your meals and always got enough rest. It was like he was your personal health guardian, and everyone could see how much he cared.

The biggest sign for Harua was when he saw how Taki comforted you. One time, you were really upset because you didn't get chosen as the flute section leader for the marching band – a dream you worked hard for. Even though you tried to hide your sadness, both Taki and Harua could tell. Taki quickly comforted you. He hugged you while you cried, letting your tears dampen his uniform. At the same time, he gently stroked your head to make you feel better. He didn't let go until you had completely calmed down and could smile again. Right then, Harua realized, even though no one said it directly, that Taki had feelings for you too.

Since then, Harua started being extra careful about how he acts around you and Taki. He tried hard to hide his true feelings from you because he didn't want to mess up the good friendship between the three of you. But sometimes, he too wonders, for how much longer can he hide his feelings for you? Even though he truly wanted to be there for Taki and support his feelings for you, Harua couldn't ignore the little pain in his heart when he saw you and Taki together. It was tough for Harua, trying to be a good friend while dealing with his own feelings that he never talked about.

---

Seeing the cherry blossoms in full bloom, Harua wanted to capture them for his photo exhibition. After classes, he went to the nearby park and got lost in taking pictures of the beautiful flowers. His focus broke when he heard someone call his name.

"Harua!" The voice surprised him, and he turned to see you approaching. "Why are you alone?"

"Taki is still in the club room. He wanted to stay a bit longer," Harua explained.

You nodded, looking at the gently falling cherry blossoms. "They're so pretty, right?" You took off your school jacket and put it on the grass, inviting Harua to join you. "Come on, let's watch the cherry blossoms together."

Harua smiled, thinking it was time for a break since he had taken many photos. He sat next to you, enjoying the cherry blossom petals falling from the trees, making a beautiful scene. He peeked at you while you closed your eyes peacefully. Then, he took off his jacket and gently placed it over you. A single petal landed on your cheek, and he leaned in to brush it away without waking you.

At that moment, as his fingers touched your cheek, you opened your eyes, surprised by the unexpected touch. A silent understanding passed between your looks, creating a mix of emotions in Harua. A warm feeling grew in his chest, and his cheeks turned a bit red.

Suddenly, Harua leaned in, showing a desire to be closer but also feeling a bit unsure. His quick movement caught you off guard, making you curious but a little nervous too. A part of him wants to leaned more closer to you, but seeing your discomfort, Harua stopped himself. Instead, he pulled back and playfully flicked your forehead, turning the serious moment into a fun one. It was like taking a step back, trying to keep things light and friendly, even though he had deeper feelings inside.

"Ouch," you whined, rubbing where he playfully flicked your forehead, "that flick wasn't needed, you know."

He chuckled softly, a warm and friendly sound that made any awkward feelings go away. "Sorry," he said, his laughter making things light and comfortable.

Harua sat next to you, feeling a mix of emotions—relief but also a bit sorry for hesitating earlier. He realized he had avoided a situation that could have made things complicated between you two. Looking at you again, he liked seeing the calm and peaceful look on your face. "Don't get too carried away," he silently reminded himself, understanding the delicate balance between their playful friendship and the deeper feelings he had inside.

---

It’s a slow evening, Harua and Taki sat on a bench, watching the busy field with lots of after-school activities. Even though they didn't say it out loud, everyone knew they were there to see you practicing with the marching band.

During a break, you started goofing around, playing with the flag as if you were part of the color guard. As you swung the flag, revealing an unexpected skill, both Harua and Taki couldn't help but smile. Encouraged by your newfound confidence, you decided to throw the flag, only to toss it too high, leading to a struggle to catch it. Instead of a graceful catch, the flag ended up hitting your head quite hard, prompting a loud yelp from you.

"That fool," Taki couldn't help but chuckle at the amusing scene, and Harua joined in, unable to contain his laughter.

"But that's why I like her a lot," Taki smiled to himself, his eyes filled with genuine fondness for you.

Harua turned his head, fixing a thoughtful gaze on Taki.

Taki met his gaze and asked, "Did I say that too loud?"

Harua faked a laugh, teasing, "Well, I don't have a sixth sense to read your mind," adding a playful tone to his words.

Taki looked a bit embarrassed and playfully pushed Harua. "Well, it's true anyway!" he mumbled shyly before running towards you. With a gentle touch, he caressed your head where the pole had hit. Harua observed the two of you silently from a distance, , feeling a mix of emotions. Taki's words made it clear that he had feelings for you. While it wasn't a big surprise, Harua felt a bit sad hearing Taki openly confessing his affection for you.

---

Before summer break, the three of you found yourselves lounging in the cozy corners of the school library, getting ready to work on assignments together. Even though you were in different classes, you liked teaming up for homework. It was an attempt to make sure they didn't get too lost in their photography club world.

"Any plans this summer?" Taki asked.

You responded with a casual shrug, "Not entirely sure yet, probably filled with studying for the university entrance tests or band practice maybe."

"That's boring," Taki exclaimed, his playful disdain evident. Turning to Harua, he asked, "How about you, Harua?"

"I want to go photo hunting in the next town, maybe at the beach too," answered Harua with a glint of enthusiasm, "You know, summer = beach."

Taki's eyes lit up, "to think of it, this is our last summer together. Wouldn't it be better if we spent it together?" Taki suggested, "we've never gone on a trip together before.”

Your brow furrowed with a mix of surprise and concern at the realization that high school was nearing its end. "Don't say it's ‘our the last summer’, it’s not like our friendship will end after high school…”

Taki sighed, realizing his words were a bit heavy. "Well, you know what I mean!" Taki huffed, "hey Harua, can we join you?"

"Yeah, sure," Harua chuckled, his laughter echoing in the library's quiet corners.

"Why 'we'? I didn't say I wanted to come," you protested.

"You're our model! So you have to come along!" Taki exclaimed with a mischievous grin, emphasizing the importance of your role.

Seeing the two of you playfully argue, Harua can’t help but smiled, "He's your model, Taki," he corrected. "You know I prefer capturing landscapes," he explained, highlighting his photography preferences.

Taki shot Harua a glance that held a mysterious meaning. It seemed like he wanted to say something important but ended up sighing instead. Harua could only glance back at his friend in confusion, trying to figure out what Taki was thinking.

---

So now, you, Harua, and Taki are in the next town, ready for a full-day trip. The three of you planned a full-day trip, eager to be part of Harua's photo hunting adventure. Without specific plans, you decided to let the day unfold naturally, going wherever your feet take you.

But this trip brings a mix of feelings for Harua. He's happy to spend time with friends like you, but there's also a little sadness in his heart. While you and Taki enjoy the trip, Harua is sorting through his feelings about friendship and things he hasn't said.

Right now, as always, Harua stands a bit apart from you and Taki. Even though he tried not to, he found himself pointing his camera at you. Surrounded by nature, you're lost in thought, looking at the forest with a bit of longing. It's the same look you had when he first met you on the rooftop two years ago. Harua adjusted his camera to capture your moment, but just as he was about to take the photo, you turned around and smiled right at the camera. He caught his breath, lowered his camera slowly, and hesitantly met your warm smile with his gaze.

"You should've told me you were taking a photo," you joked, before playfully turning away.

Harua looked at the picture he took. You looked peaceful and your eyes sparkled in a gentle way. The wind moved your hair, making the picture even nicer. It wasn't just a regular picture to him – your smile made it feel special, stirring up a lot of feelings.

As he looked at the scene again, Taki unexpectedly stepped into the frame next to you. He smiled and gently placed a flower behind your ear, making a shy smile appear on your face. Harua felt a little hurt seeing this sweet moment. He decided to ignore the sadness in his heart and looked away quietly. As usual, he tried not to let those feelings take over, but the sadness stayed, no matter how hard he tried.

---

Because of your curfew, the day trip needed to end before sunset. The bus ride back home was crowded with people heading home from work, but luckily, you found seats at the back for the three of you. Choosing the window seat, you wanted to enjoy the scenery a bit longer.

As the bus got fuller, an elderly lady got on, and Taki kindly offered her his seat. Harua, always considerate, suggested Taki take his seat, but Taki wanted to stand near the door. Now, it was just you and Harua. Harua noticed you were getting sleepy, your head bobbing.

"Just sleep if you're sleepy," Harua suggested.

You nodded with your eyes closed, trying to rest your head on the window to nap. But it didn't work well, and you ended up bumping your head against the window. Seeing this, Harua gently put his hand on your head, guiding you to lean on his shoulder instead.

Harua felt a twinge of nervousness, questioning whether it was okay for him to take this step. In his mind, he questioned himself. Was he being selfish, or or if he was just trying to make sure you were comfortable, even though he had deeper feelings for you. He was stuck in these thoughts, wanting to do something that made you feel good while also dealing with his own complicated feelings.

When he gently guided you to rest on his shoulder, Harua's heart had a mix of caring and worry. He really hoped Taki didn't see what he was doing. Harua didn't want to make things complicated between the three of you or make the already tangled emotions even more confusing.

---

Summer vacation had ended, and school activities were back. Harua walked down the school hallway, thinking about taking pictures of interesting things. When he got close to the music room, he heard the gentle sound of a flute. He smiled, thinking it must be you practicing. Carefully, he peeked through the door, not wanting to interrupt. There you were, playing the flute by the window, with a look of deep longing.

For some reason, Harua always found your deep gaze interesting. There was a feeling in it that fascinated him. When he saw it, he couldn't resist taking a picture to capture that special moment. Hearing the shutter sound, you stopped playing your flute and jokingly said, "Are you sure you’re a landscape photographer? Not a paparazzi?”

Harua chuckled, lowering his camera, "Maybe a bit of both. Your expressions are just too interesting to miss." He then gestured to his camera, adding, "But don't worry, no paparazzi secrets here – just capturing the beauty of the moment.”

You rolled your eyes playfully at his answer, and he can’t help to let out a chuckle. Harua walked over, asking, "What are you looking at?”

You gave him a small smile and shook your head, saying, "I was just thinking about something."

Harua nodded in understanding and smiled back. The two of you just stood there, sharing a comfortable silence, gazing out the window together.

"Hey, Harua," you broke the silence, "Since we’re graduating soon. If you like someone, will you confess your feelings to them?"

"Eh? What’s with the sudden question?" Your inquiry caught him off guard. You asked about what had been on his mind.

"Just curious," you replied, lip pressed together, showing him a thin smile.

Harua stayed quiet for a bit. He also thought about your question since forever. Would he finally tell you he likes you? Even though he knew it might be hard and there's a chance you might say no?

"Even if i want to confess, i don’t think it's that easy. I'm afraid of making a mistake, so is it better to just keep those feelings hidden?" Harua answered honestly.

Hearing this, you slowly nodded. Harua then turned the question to you, "What about you?"

"Just like you," you smiled, "who isn't scared of being turned down? But... if you don't say it, will you regret it later? I'm worried I won't be able to move forward if I keep my feelings inside."

"You're right," he agreed.

"Plus, my life won't stop just because someone didn't feel the same way," you added.

"You're right again."

Harua stayed quiet for a bit, thinking about your question. The idea that he might have to tell you about his feelings one day crossed his mind. Your eyes turned to him, and you could see the inner struggle on his face. It was clear that he was wrestling with the choice of sharing his emotions with you. He knew it could be tough, and there was a chance you might not feel the same way. The air felt tense as both of you stared at each other, silently thinking about the feelings that were not said out loud.

"Harua! Y/N!" a voice called from outside, interrupting the moment.

Both of you were surprised and looked down to see Taki waving energetically. "Can you guys wave at my camera?" he called out.

You smiled and waved at Taki's camera. Harua, on the other hand, took a moment before joining in the wave. It was in that moment that he realized—you had been looking at Taki the whole time.

---

When Harua first met you, he remembered how you looked at the marching band with a strong desire to join them. Your eyes showed that you really wanted to be part of the team, and there was a passion in your gaze—a quiet longing for something you dreamt of achieving.

Now, Harua is dealing with the fact that he didn't realize your deeper feelings sooner. It wasn't just the marching band that held your attention; there was a consistent, unspoken yearning directed toward Taki.The realization hits him suddenly, leaving a feeling of regret. He wonders why he didn't see these signs earlier, realizing that your heart had always been connected to Taki's.

Harua feels really sorry for not noticing your feelings earlier, and this realization makes his emotions even more complicated. Even though he knows he should step back and move on, it's hard for him to let go of his feelings. He understands what he should do, but the emotional challenge of facing the reality in front of him is tough. Inside him, there's a big struggle between wanting to detach and holding onto his emotions, and it's making his heart feel heavy.

---

As the day of the exhibition got closer, the photography club room was buzzing with excitement. Harua and Taki were busy working on their projects, surrounded by a creative mess of pictures, cameras, and equipment. Taki wanted to break the quietness and asked Harua for his opinion on his project.

But Harua stayed quiet, staring at his laptop screen, lost in his thoughts. Wondering what had caught his attention, Taki went closer and stood behind him, looking over his shoulder at the laptop screen. There it was—an amazing candid photo of you.

In the picture, you had a bright smile, and your relaxed pose looked just right. The photo captured a moment of happiness and fun, freezing it for everyone to see. The colors and the arrangement of everything in the photo made it even more charming.

"Are you thinking about putting this in the exhibition?" Taki asked.

Harua, surprised by Taki's sudden appearance, cleared his throat, feeling caught off guard. "No, I don't think so."

"I think it's great. You should include it," Taki encouraged, nodding reassuringly.

Harua's voice trembled a bit as he hesitated, trying to understand Taki's feelings. "Are you okay with that?"

Taki, puzzled by the question, furrowed his brows. "Why do you ask?"

"It's nothing," Harua mumbled, his heartbeat sounding loud in the room. His finger moved through the photos on his laptop, each click making a sound in the heavy silence.

"Look, I know you know I have feelings for her, but you don't need to hold yourself back like that. I don't want there to be any misunderstanding or competition between us."

"What do you mean?"

"Harua, I know you like her too," Taki sighed, feeling the weight of Harua's unspoken feelings in his heart.

Harua, however, laughed it off, quickly denying any romantic interest. "Whoa, you've got it all wrong. She's just a friend, nothing else." Harua closed his laptop and walked towards the door.

"Are you tired of lying to yourself?" Taki's question hung in the air, carrying both concern and frustration. Harua's steps came to a halt.

Taki kept his gaze on Harua. There was something heavy in the air—unsaid things hanging there, making the room feel tight. Harua stayed silent for a moment before leaving the club room, leaving Taki with a sense of unresolved tension.

Taki stayed in thoughtful silence, haunted by the unspoken truths and hidden feelings between them. He knew Harua was lying. Taki stared at the picture of you taken by Harua two years ago, stuck on the club room walls. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was a deeper story behind it. "Everyone would immediately know if they saw the photo you took," he thought, the room now filled with a tense air reflecting the complexities of their emotions.

---

After the argument with Taki, Harua decided to keep some distance from both you and Taki. Even though Taki tried to talk, Harua avoided him because he felt guilty and uneasy. Talking or meeting with Taki became something Harua feared.

This discomfort also affected his interactions with you. Being around you used to be comforting, but now it made Harua feel sad. The joy of being with you turned into a heavy emotional burden, leading him to avoid you too.

As the exhibition day approached, Harua felt more and more stressed. The pressure increased as he tried to decide on a theme and choose which photos to display.

But wait, that's not entirely true. Harua already picked the photos he wants to show. There's a picture of the day you both first met on the rooftop, another one of you practicing for the marching band, a snapshot of you running, and a sweet photo of your smile – all these pictures, each capturing a special moment with you, hold a special place in Harua's heart.

But he couldn't just display those photos. They're not just pictures; they're a collection of his deepest feelings for you. Each pictures holds the weight of his hope, a longing to always be by your side.

Is it okay if he's a little selfish, just this once? Can he wish to always be with you? Is it okay for him to hope you won't go away? Can he think that you'll always remember him? He already knows the answer, but still, can he be a bit selfish, just this one time?

Harua went to the rooftop to clear his mind and take pictures of the snowy view. He set up his camera to capture the peaceful view, and then you showed up in the frame, just like the first time he met you. It brought back a lot of emotions for him.

Your eyes met his camera, a sweet smile on your lips, just the way he liked it. With hands trembling slightly, he pressed the camera button.

"Hey," you greeted, and Harua smiled back at you.

"I heard you had some sort of arguments with Taki. He didn't tell me much about it, though..." you said, your voice soft.

Harua stayed silent, a heavy pause filling the air as if words struggled to escape his lips. His eyes, once focused on the camera, now seemed lost in a distant contemplation.

"Harua, I'm worried about you. You look and act differently these days. You seem distracted, like there's something on your mind. You can always tell me about it," you expressed your concern.

"You'll never understand, y/n. Even if I tell you everything, you'll never understand," Harua replied, his voice tinged with frustration, a mixture of emotions playing on his face.

"How could I understand if you never told me anything about it?!" you raised your voice. Your words held a plea for him to open up, to share the burden he carried. "I'll always listen to you, you know," your heartfelt words lingered in the air, each one carrying a plea for Harua to share the burden he carried. You genuinely offered to listen and be there for him, trying to close the gap between his silence and your understanding.

Harua looked into your eyes, feeling a surge of emotions. His love for you grew stronger, and he realized that his feelings were still deeply rooted in his heart. Tears filled his eyes, and a heavy ache settled in his chest, like a silent scream.

"Taki is right, I'm tired of lying to myself. I give up," Harua chuckled, his laughter mixed with tears streaming down his face. Your worried gaze met his.

Unable to hold back his emotions any longer, Harua confessed, "Please let me be selfish, just for once." Pulling you closer, he closed the gap between you, and tenderly kissed you.

As your lips met, a mix of emotions overwhelmed Harua—a blend of happiness and sorrow. Confessing his love felt liberating, but the pain of facing reality lingered. "I love you," he whispered against your lips, his heartfelt words hanging in the air. "I've always been in love with you.”

Tears rolled down your cheeks as Harua's confession settled in the space between you. He gently wiped them away, seeking a connection with your eyes.

"But Harua," you whispered, avoiding direct eye contact, wrestling with your own feelings.

"I know," he replied with a sad smile.

"If I could be a bit selfish, I'd want you to choose me. I want to stay with you, take care of you," he admitted, taking a deep breath, "but I know I can't."

"I don't want to make you unhappy. I don't want to force you to be with me if there's someone else who can make you happy," Harua expressed, his words carrying both understanding and deep sadness.

"And that's not me." The unspoken weight of unfulfilled wishes and the acknowledgment of an inevitable reality hung heavy in the air. Harua's eyes stayed on you, silently pleading for understanding and forgiveness.

"I'm sorry," you cried out, your voice filled with regret.

Harua shook his head, “It’s not your fault,” his heart clenched as he saw your struggle.

"I hope you find happiness, even if it's not with me," Harua said softly. Despite the emotional turmoil, he tried to muster a smile, hiding the deep sadness that lingered within.

With a soft pat on your shoulder, Harua turned away, walking off the rooftop without looking back. You stood there alone, carrying the weight of his words and the lingering emptiness he left behind. Regret and sadness mingled within you, casting a shadow on the quiet rooftop.

Unseen by Harua, tears continued to roll down his face as he found a secluded spot away from curious eyes. Overwhelming sadness engulfed him, leading him to sit on the ground, holding onto the flood of emotions inside him. The pain of letting go of his feelings became almost too much to bear. Yet, amid the tears, there was a faint sense of relief—he had finally opened his heart to you, even if it meant breaking his own in the process.

---

And at last, the big day came—the exhibition day. The gym building transformed into a magical art gallery, showcasing the impressive projects created by the photography club members about to finish their class.

Harua found a spot in the back row, eagerly waiting for the screening of Taki's short film. The film was a carefully crafted piece for this special occasion, and Taki's gaze remained tenderly fixed on you. This cinematic creation was, without a doubt, Taki's heartfelt confession to you.

As Harua's eyes met Taki's, he offered his friend a supportive smile, genuinely happy for both of you. It was clear that the film had touched you deeply, and Harua couldn't help but feel a sense of joy seeing Taki's heartfelt confession bringing happiness to someone he cared about.

After the film screening ended, a strong desire led Harua back to the exhibition space. There, he found Taki deeply contemplating his own photo. Harua decided to approach Taki, recognizing the significance of the moment. "Your film was incredible," he praised, genuinely admiring Taki's artistic contribution to the exhibition.

Taki chuckled and complimented Harua's photos in return. In the end, Harua gathered his courage and stuck to his original idea. Among the beautiful landscape pictures, he strategically placed candid shots of you. These photos represented how he had always admired you from afar, and that was his idea. Even though he got 'rejected', he promised to always keep cheer for you from afar.

"I'm sorry for lying all this time," Harua admitted. "You're right; I also like Y/n."

This caught Taki's interest, and he asked, "Do you know what I envy about you?"

Harua shook his head and waited for Taki's answer, and Taki smiled, saying, "Y/n's photos always look prettier on your camera than anyone else's." Taki admired the captivating images Harua had taken, each one telling a story of admiration and affection. "No matter how hard I try, my photos will never be as good as yours."

"You love her so much that your photos can show your feelings so clearly," Taki added, expressing both admiration and acknowledgment. "Anyone who sees a photo taken by you for the first time will immediately know that you love her."

Upon hearing those words, Harua's smile carried a blend of gratitude and a touch of longing. He took a deep breath, letting his emotions settle into a bittersweet realization. "I confessed to her a while ago," he shared, his lips pressing together as he recalled the moment. "And yeah, I got rejected.”

"I'm sorry," Taki sincerely apologized.

Taki looked at him and nodded slowly, a small smile appearing on his face. Harua returned the gesture with a warm smile, gently squeezing Taki's shoulder before they went their separate ways. From the corner of his eye, Harua noticed you approaching Taki. Turning to you, he couldn't resist giving a comforting smile. As your eyes met, he mouthed, "Be happy." Continuing his walk, he sensed your gaze and smiled again as he glanced over his shoulder.

Harua's sole wish was for your happiness, even if it meant not being with him. His self-made promise remained steadfast—he would always cheer for you from afar, ensuring that your journey was filled with joy, no matter the path you chose.

a/n.

this plot been dusting on my notes for years, i finally got the motivation and inspiration to write this fic after listening to back numbers again lol (i would recommend their songs to every angst writers out there); i repeated christmas song like crazy when i write this jasdalkdja

i originally have 3 endings idea for this fic, an open ending, taki’s ending, and ofc harua’s ending.

about the ending… i actually think it as an open ending, because it is not stated that whyen taki is the end game (even though harua make it sounds like she ended up with him). as i personally think it’s the best for whyen not to end up with any of them.

this fic is more of harua pov, so i actually been thinking to write the taki’s version too. in his ending, ofc the two of them will ended up together as an end game. lmk if you’re interested to read his ending ;]

as for harua’s ending, it’ll be set a few years after their graduation (probably in their college year), where he’ll reconcile with his past and meet y/n again. I was thinking to make his ending as a sequel to this fic, but again i still don’t know for sure and i’m don’t know if i’ll have time to write long fics anytime soon… so yeah, maybe we’ll see?

and last but not least, this is my first time writing angst dhshsh so i hope this fic is angsty enough to be considered as angst? bcs idk i actually have a mixed feelings with how this fic turns out dhshs so yeah i hope this turns out okay…