#but sometimes we can't be blinded by overwhelming emotions and say everything is okay or good

[creative-kny-fics]

OMGG YOU SHOULD DO LEE!OBANAI AND LER!MITSURI!!!! THEY ARE MY FAVORITE AND I RARELY SEE TKL FICS OF THEM ALSO YOUR SANEGIYUU FIC???? I FELL IN LOVEEE

ALSO IF MY REQUESTS ARE TOO MUCH FOR YOY I WILL BACK OFF LMAO

We think the same! Their relationship is very cute! Although in the manga or in the anime they didn't have many moments, it doesn't mean that it's my favorite ship! So sure! (Thanks)

Warning: This fanfic contains tickles. Also remind them that I don't speak English, so if they find any errors, let me know to correct it. I hope you like it!

Ler: Mitsuri Kanroji and kinda Kaburamaru

Lee: Iguro Obanai

'You look distressed, Obanai. Is there something that gives you a complex?', fuck, Iguro wanted to go unnoticed, but he couldn't do anything. He turned to meet the master, who was accompanied by Gyomei, but... Maybe...

'You promise... not to say anything...?', he whispered, Kagaya smiled and pointed to a place next to him to sit down.

Despite being embarrassed, he steeled himself, fuck that shame, the more time passed, the more opportunities he missed

Kagaya waited patiently, he wanted Iguro to gather his courage and comment that he was overwhelmed.

'I'm... In love...' 'Kanroji, right?', Iguro looked up, Gyomei knew?!. 'H-how did you know?'

'Sure, I may be blind, but I can sense and feel people's emotions. When you talk to her everything in you is different. Your tone of voice, your look, your aura, your behavior. Everything changes, it's evident and it's almost impossible not to notice it' 'That's very sweet Obanai, I couldn't expect less from a boy as good as you, but then tell me, if you're in love, why haven't you shown it to her?'

Iguro sighed, but when he looked away he saw Kaburamaru. Well, he guess what should he tell them about, he needed urgent advice and support

'It's because I don't feel like I'm enough for her. I know almost everything about her but she doesn't know anything about me, I haven't told her for fear that she'll panic and hate me or stop talking to me. I want Kanroji to be happy, I want to give her that happiness, but I don't think I can... I'm not enough'

Gyomei cried, reciting his verse and Kagaya's smile diminished a bit, it was not possible for one of her children to feel bad Unless I thought it was insufficient, I couldn't tolerate this.

'Iguro, I'll tell you this and I want you to think my words well. The past does not affect the present, from your words I can realize that your past was sad and complicated, but despite having the option to be cruel, you didn't. You decided to improve and I'm proud of you. I don't think Kanroji cares about that, she's a good-hearted girl and you're a boy who always strives to meet my expectations. And well, with what Gyomei has said, I'm sure that you and she are soul mates. Go ahead, don't be afraid of the answer, trust that you will find happiness', Kagaya gently caressed Obanai's head, he was completely sure that everything would be fine for the couple.

'Oyakata - Sama... Himejima - San... Arigato', Iguro thanked, so he got down to business.

He planned everything, the place, the time, the activities, the food, everything was perfect. Iguro was gaining confidence, those words made him think and reconsider, there was no time to waste, it was now or never

'Okay, today is the day. Finally I will tell her everything I think and feel for her' 'Iguro - San!', she arrived, Iguro kept him calm.

'Tell me, what was so important that you needed to tell me? Or well, show me' 'I was sent on a mission a few days ago, while I was walking I found a tree with beautiful flowers that reminded me of you. I wanted to invite you to have lunch under its fruits', Kanroji blushed and became extremely nervous.

'EH?! Iguro - San and me?! On a date?! I can't believe it!!', Kanroji was excited, it was too much for her, it was so much that Obanai had to move her to wake her up from her trance

The answer was obvious, that's how they both went to the place.

Iguro sometimes looked at Mitsuri out of the corner of his eyes, she smiled as she saw everything, admiring and thanking him for taking her to that place.

'This place is so pretty Iguro-San!' 'I knew you'd like it, now, close your eyes, we're about to arrive and I'd like it to be a surprise' 'E-eh! O-Ok-Okay!', Mitsuri closed her eyes, Iguro took her hands and I carefully led her to the picnic she had planned for so long.

'Are you ready?' 'Of course! Don't make me wait any longer!' 'Then open your eyes', Mitsuri opened her eyes slowly, beginning to water, everything was so beautiful.

It was a picnic under a tree that matched the color of her hair and from which beautiful flowers sprouted that fell on the blanket and the baskets with food, but something was missing, Obanai extended a bouquet of roses towards her, she couldn't take it anymore and began to cry

'Ka-Kanroji-! Why are you crying?! Didn't you like it?!' 'No, I didn't like it...', Iguro's eyes widened, expecting the worst.

'I LOVED!! THANKS A LOT!! IT'S THE BEST THING THEY'VE DONE FOR ME SO FAR!!', Mitsui hugged Obanai, who blushed and felt somewhat uncomfortable, he wasn't used to physical contact, but because it was her, he put up with it

'Kyaaa! This is delicious Iguro-San! Thank you very much again!' 'There's no problem, okay? Huh?', Mitsuri pushed some food to Iguro's mouth, but Iguro immediately shook his head and refused.

'Iguro - San, come on, open your mouth! Eat with me!' 'No thank you I am fine'

Kaburamaru hissed. Iguro hadn't even eaten at home, he must have been hungry, so if he didn't eat something Kanroji offered him, he himself would force it.

For a whole minute, Mitsuri was trying to get Obanai to eat something, but he wouldn't. He knew what was under his bandages would displease him. No matter what his stomach growled at, he wouldn't eat anything.

'Iguro - San...' 'Kanroji-!', Iguro covered his mouth, looked at Kaburamaru, he wasn't on his neck, where was he? A tingling in his back made him jump. 'Damn Kaburamaru, not now! Not in front of her!', Iguro thought, trying to shake his snake out like that, to no avail-

'Iguro - San, everything alright...? Are you getting a fever? Your cheeks are red' 'I-I'm fine-! D-don't w-worry!', Mitsuri put down her food and approached Iguro, noticing that his haori was acting strange, as if something was moving in it.

'Kaburamaru-Kun? Is it inside your uniform?' 'Ye-Yes! O-Okay!', Mitsuri got closer, she could see that under his bandages, Obanai was struggling to hide a smile, Kanroji then understood

'Iguro - San...YOU'RE TICKLISH!', she exclaimed excitedly.

Iguro shook his head, saying that he just felt weird because Kaburamaru was biting him. 'Oh yeah? Then it won't matter if I do this~', Iguro's eyes widened, seeing how Kanroji was coming closer moving his fingers, he tried to get away from her, he only managed to do it a few inches, before Kanroji caught him, hugging him so he wouldn't run away.

'Kanroji, let's talk about this...' 'It's not good to lie Iguro - San, do you know what liars get? Tickles!', Mitsuri squeezed his sides, there was no reaction, maybe he wasn't ticklish there? Wait a second...

Kaburamaru! Mitsuri took a closer look, Kaburamaru was... on his back? Mitsuri blushed and laughed, it was the first time she had seen someone with a ticklish back.

'How about here?', Mitsuri gently ran her fingers along him back, the reaction was immediate, Iguro arched his back and covered his mouth and face with him haori in embarrassment.

'Ka-Kanroji-! I swe-! Gah! I'm-!' 'Again lying Iguro-San? I think you need a little lesson. 'Kaburamaru, could you come out for a moment? I don't want him to hurt you', Kaburamaru came out almost immediately and wrapped himself around Kanroji's neck, well Iguro, it seems that there will be no reason for Kanroji to leave you anymore

Mitsuri gently slid her nails into Obanai's lower back, who in response fell onto her chest, trying as hard as he could not to laugh, it was humiliating. They were alone, but it did not take away humiliating

'Come on Iggy! Laugh for me!' Mitsuri didn't stop, she knew he wouldn't run away, he was trapped in her hug.

'Kahahahanroji-! Grr! MPHM!!!', Mitsuri whispered in his ear. 'Cute~...'

It was enough, Obanai was unable to hold on and began to laugh, trying not to hit Mitsuri with his kicks.

'KAHAHAHANROJI!! STAHAHAHAP!! NOT THE BAHAHACK!! GEAHAHAHA!!' 'Awww~ Iguro-San, you're so cute~! Listen to that giggle! It's the cutest I've ever heard! Not your back? For what reason? Is it too ticklish? Can't stand a few tickles? But everyone needs to be tickled sometimes, don't you think?', damn, Iguro felt his ears burning, the childish tone with which Mitsuri spoke, regardless of the way he tickled,

3 words: Obanai was screwed-

'Besides, today you did a lot for me. You bought me food, you brought me to this beautiful place, I'm sure you must be tired! Come on, relax a bit!' 'WAHAHIT!! I CAHAHAN'T!!' 'Why can't you~?' 'BECAHAHAUSE-...!! I WAHAHANT TO TEHEHEHLL YOU SOMEHEHETHIHIHING!!', Mitsuri stopped, looking at him curiously.

'You wanna tell me something? What's wrong?', Iguro caught his breath, it was only a few seconds but, hell, he didn't think that Kanroji would make him scream in such a short time.

'Iguro-San...?', Mitsuri placed her head on his shoulder, waiting for the answer.

Iguro sighed and took her hands, staring into her eyes...

'Kanroji, do you remember the first time we met?' 'Yes, I remember, it was at Oyakata-Sama's residence, I was lost... But, Iguro-San saved me'

'...I must confess, ever since I saw you, I was planning to ignore you or walk past you and leave you with that problem. But, as time progressed, I was able to get to know you better, you were able to touch my heart. Your charisma, your way of treating others, your kindness and heart really captivated me and I fell in love with you, but I was unable to tell you because I wanted to get to know you better first so I could know everything about you and start a nice relationship. Although it was also because I was afraid, afraid that you wouldn't reciprocate me and get away from me. I'll totally understand if you don't feel the same, I just wanted you to know'

Iguro opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Kanroji crying. I knew... She didn't...

'I love you too Iguro-San!!', Mitsuri came over and hugged him.

'Your words were the most beautiful that a man has ever said to me! I love you! I am so happy! Every day what happened with you, I forgot my insecurities because you saw me with those eyes of love, my days were brighter and my meals tasted sweeter when I ate with you! I love you so much!', Mitsuri tried to lower Obanai's bandages but he wouldn't let it.

'Perhaps your opinion will change... After seeing this...', Mitsuri didn't care and lowered his bandages, seeing Obanai's scar.

'I know, it's disgusting and disgusting... You don't have to...' 'You don't care about my strange hair color, why should I care about that?', Mitsuri leaned in and kissed him.

'Isn't love pretty?' 'Mhm! Yes it is!' 'Ara~ I thought he wouldn't dare' 'They are made for each other, that's final', commented the hashiras seeing Mitsuri and Obanai return happily holding hands

[bellepark]

so I've just done watching episode 8 and honestly it wasn't my fav episode not saying it wasn't good but i just wanted to point out that i felt the entire episode was a bit of a rush. i just couldn't take a breather to just enjoy a scene properly before they jump into the next scene. with a paid subscription on iqiyi for a 40+ min episode which some people also tweeted what was the uncut part? was starting to get a little bit disappointing. oh and not forgetting to mention the vegaspete topic omg people on twitter are starting to go feral boc did not start showing their couple story yet and we're already halfway through the series guys. i really don't know how are they going to fit every couples story arc looking by how every episodes unfold its just, well, too soon for me to mention more flaws beyond this. who knows boc might just surprise us or exceed our expectations in those upcoming episodes. we sure can hope right? 6 more days to wait let’s do this

<3

[spicymayo1983]

Hiya. This is part 2. You delve deeper into your relationship with Poe and he reveals some secrets about himself that break your heart.

Will you ultimately sign the papers and walk away?

Warnings, smut, angst, talk of PTSD and genocide, fluff, not for anyone under 18.

Scene 2, Aftermath

The atmosphere in the room immediately changed, from the giddy euphoria of great sex to one of awkward silence.

You had given in to temptation and his seductive charms. Poe could look at you with his smoldering good looks and he knew that you would soon be in his bed.

You hated yourself for having sex with him and enjoying it too. But Poe had that effect on you, mentally and physically, it was nearly impossible for you to resist him.

You suspected that Poe knew this, and took advantage of it at times.

After a chance encounter at a birthday party for a mutual friend you met Poe. You fell hard for the handsome, brave black leader and he fell for you too.

You were both absolutely besotted and had trouble keeping your eyes, and hands, off of each other.

You'd never loved anyone with such an intense passion, a ferocity, as Poe.

After dating for nearly one year the two of you decided to get married in a quick but lovely little ceremony. Surprising everyone around you.

Some of your friends had expressed a little concern that things were progressing too quickly, including Finn.

But you were too blinded by love, maybe even lust, to listen.

Your son was conceived on your wedding night, both of you were ecstatic at the news that you were going to be parents.

But noone was more excited than Poe. No matter what he tried to be there for every check up and pampered you while you were pregnant and after the birth of your son.

Everything happened at a dizzying pace, a blur. Within two years you had become a wife and a mother.

You were starting to realize that maybe things happened too quickly. That instead of spending a little more time to know and understand Poe you had instead rushed off, gotten married and had given birth to his child.

But then you would gaze into the dark eyes of your beautiful baby, kiss the top of his little head that was covered in dark curly hair and see Poe, your husband, and start to fall in love even more.

It was a painful cycle that was ripping you apart at the seams.

"I guess I could say that I'll always have some affection for you because you are the father of my child." You explained calmly as you looked down. "But I can't say that I love you anymore".

"I'll always love you but then again I'll always love Finn too". Poe confessed as he looked away from you. "We have a special bond that you wouldn't understand, we've been through so much together".

"Why weren't you honest with me about Finn? Are you still closeted?" You continued calmly. "I don't get it, I feel like I was lied to and led on".

Poe looked irritated at your choice of words. Finally with a deep sigh he looked at you and said,

"There was never a closet, I fucking hate that term".

"Then what was it then?" You continued, genuinely curious.

"I always assumed that everyone knew about us, that Finn and I were more than friends, we were so obvious at times". Poe continued, laughing bitterly. "But certain higher ups didn't want us to be together so we kind of kept things hidden, a secret".

"I'm so sorry to hear that and I can't say that I understand how it feels". You confessed as you looked down again. "Just so you know I don't hate Finn, this isn't his fault, he's still my friend".

"Jakku broke me a little". Poe confessed with a bitter laugh as he fought back tears. "A lot, actually, I still have nightmares about everything sometimes, Finn supported me and helped me with things when noone else wanted to, or could, he understands me".

Poe's candid and raw confession brought tears to your eyes. You could see the hurt and torment in his eyes and hear it in his voice.

"If you want to cry, do it". You told him with a slight smile as you took Poe into your arms. "Let it all out, if you can, talk to me".

"The first order killed everyone in their path, including women and children". Poe told you as he buried his face into your shoulder and started to shake. "A mother and her little girl were killed right in front of me, when I try to sleep sometimes I can still hear their screams".

You had to remain strong for him but your heart was shattered by his confession.

You held onto him tightly and protectively, kissing him on the top of his head, as Poe started to cry. He felt safe in your arms as you lovingly cradled him.

"I love you and I don't want you to go". Poe confessed as he snuggled closer to you.

Poe got on top of you and started to kiss you again, you let it happen, and progress. It didn't take long for him to be back inside of you, and you were enjoying soft, half asleep sex.

Your bodies, and souls, felt deeply connected.

You'd be a liar if you said that his bare cock didn't feel good inside of your body. It felt too good, actually. The raw, skin on skin sensation was almost overwhelming to your senses.

Poe enjoyed his second climax deep inside of you, you felt it too. His cock got extremely hard, and warm, as he spilled his thick seed within you.

You were taken back to the warm, beautiful night that your son was lovingly conceived.

The scent of sex clung heavily in the air, just like that night too.

Only this time you felt like the smell of your sweaty, mingling bodies was taunting you.

"This isn't good, not good at all". You confessed as you burst into tears and held your head in your hands.

"Gee, thanks a lot". Poe snapped as he turned his back to you.

"Why did you even marry me if you knew that you were in love with Finn?" You screamed as you burst into tears.

"Because". Poe snapped, sitting up and looking you deeply in the eyes as he fought back tears. "You could give me the one thing that Finn can't, okay? I don't know what I would do or where I would even be without my son".

"So you used my body like an incubator?" You screamed back as you slapped him as hard as you could across his handsome face.

"It's not like that". Poe explained as he started to cry. "I love you too, I didn't use you, it's just that you could have my children, and I guess I wanted my kids to grow up with a mom and dad".

"You picked a poor choice of words". You screamed as you stood up and got out of bed. "It's over, Poe".

You went into the kitchen and shakily signed the divorce decree, as soon as you were finished you got dressed and left, without saying goodbye.

Six months later

You were free. A single woman again. Much to your surprise your last sexual encounter with your now ex husband had resulted in a second pregnancy, another boy.

After many tears and much debate the two of you decided to keep the baby.

Poe was excited that he was going to be a father again.

Finn and Poe were living together and engaged. You had patched up things a little with your ex and were now friends.

"You're huge! How are you feeling?"

"A little tired and achy but otherwise fine, the second pregnancy is going along a little easier".

"I can't wait for our second little boy to be here".

You were nearly 7 months pregnant and had decided to surprise Poe in the resistance hangar.

He looked ridiculously sexy in his orange jumper, his curly hair askew.

Even though you were no longer together Poe was once again a loving and supportive partner.

You were the friendliest of exes. You even had plans to attend his wedding after the baby was born.

"Why did you walk away so easily?" Poe asked with a slight smile as he lovingly rubbed your massive baby bump, leaning down and kissing it.

"Everyone deserves to be with their soulmate". You confessed as you fought back tears. "And it can't be denied what you and Finn have".

"So you love me so much that you let me go?" Poe asked with a soft smile as he lovingly embraced you.

"Yes". You confessed, finally losing control of your emotions as a flood of tears streaked down your face.

"I love you too". Poe whispered into your ear as he held you tight. "And I'm sorry that you found out the way you did".

The end

[borathae]

From horny to sad in just one chapter. It's so full of emotions. It brings me to tears. How much sadness can I take?

The first sentence and the atmosphere is clear. How you manage to create this, it's insane, I feel the sadness lingering in my bones.

It's almost winter, and Tae's favorite smell is crispy winter air, I am am not crying😭

Tae is always present yet so far away.

Koo really wants to leave Sanguis. It makes me sad, he is now with Yoongi I get it but still. Can't they merge groups or something?

Someone please cuddle her.

Do they really have to force her out? She is more lonely than ever. Sometimes it seems like they have forgotten how it is to be human. At least Hobi is an angel and tries his best to understand her.

At this point it is easier to be angry than feeling this overwhelming sadness.

How long has Jin bottled up his emotions to react like this? And when I think he has experienced the worst, boom the next tragedy takes place.

How are vampires even able to not lose themselves in madness. The loss, the grief, the burdens of being alive, it's forever yours to carry.

Another plot twist wow

Jin's world will never be the same

I am so impressed how we get to know more about the vampires bit by bit. Being able to relieve a memory, I am stunned.

So interesting yet again how things human desire are more of a burden when you have to carry them with you all the time.

We remember things that are important to us, the rest we forget piece by piece until we wander on empty streets and pass by unknown shadows. I don't know what to say. This is everything.

How many has Yoongi tried to safe and how many have refused. The crushing weight that no matter how much power he has, he can't save them all.

He is so judgement free, so helpful towards them. He has always their best in mind. He hides it all so well. He had forever to practice, I guess.

I am really curious how this mess will be solved. Will Jin really search for her only to be more heartbroken than before?

And what is with Tae? This must be so horrifying that he wants to prevent oc from seeing him at all cost.

I am seriously asking how much sadness this woman can take until she breaks completely.

And no is's not okay to reveal this painting now in the saddest moment please.

And the trip to the apple farm is so precious yet so heartbreaking. Will they ever be able to experience something like that😭

Yoongi tries but this is just the most complicated situation.

Yoongi always does things with the best interest. He simply does what needs to be done, no matter how others will react. This can be good at times but right now it just makes the situation worse. Oc is so blinded by her emotions. She hurts the people close to her because she is basically hurt to the point that hurting others is a relief to her pain.

Please Yoongi come back.

You ripped my heart with this beautiful tragic. You did it again. I don't know how to compliment you anymore. It is incredible💜

🌟

It's almost winter, and Tae's favorite smell is crispy winter air, I am am not crying😭

This!! :( I am so sad too :(

How are vampires even able to not lose themselves in madness. The loss, the grief, the burdens of being alive, it's forever yours to carry.

I feel like this makes it so plausible why so many vampires decide to turn off their emotions. Honestly if you are plagued by the knowledge that you can't even escape the loss & grief must be such a burden that it is so totally understable why some chose nothingness and emptiness as their last resort.

Not me crying each time you mention Yoongi HAHHAHA i love this lil dude so much my besties :(

Yoongi always does things with the best interest. He simply does what needs to be done, no matter how others will react. This can be good at times but right now it just makes the situation worse. Oc is so blinded by her emotions. She hurts the people close to her because she is basically hurt to the point that hurting others is a relief to her pain.

the way you just worded this omfmgm 😭😭 i love this so much omfg "she is basically hurting to the point that hurting others is a relief to her pain" this is such a heartbreak sentiment. Oh, to be so broken by the world that you want to see it break and shatter just to get a glimpse of relief. I am so :(

ALSO YOU GUYS I AM SO EXCITED FOR TODAY'S CHAPTER THE PLOT IS GOING TO THICKENFNNFNGNFG 👀

I truly love you my pretty star!! You always put so much effort into your reviews and I truly appreciate it with my entire heart!! 💜💜

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Autumn leaves || K. Bokuto

Hello everyone ! Here is another Haikyuu HQ server collab :) Please let me know of you guys can see this, last time o uploaded it it bugged. Anyway hope you guys will enjoy this and here is the link to the masterlist.

September 20

The soft pattering of the raindrops on the window felt like a comforting lullaby that whispered into his ear. It kept him trapped into his slumber, the comforting irregular melody trapping him under its spell.

It wasn't the warmest day of the year, that could surely be said for the man unconsciously nuzzled his face deeper into the covers to get away from the chill that tickled his body. Then again, sleeping without a shirt on and only in a pair boxers wasn't exactly the best pick for a pyjama on a september day.

As he was slowly waking up bit by bit one of his hands slid over matras in search for the source of warmth he'd cuddle up to each morning before waking up, only to find nothing but an empty spot next to him a very light trace of warmth still there.

It was a sunday, so usually it meant that there were no plans for that day but to sleep in and enjoy each other's presence.

Slowly peeking open one eye, Bokuto glanced at the empty spot next to him while grumbling. You were supposed to be there next to him, like usual, but it seemed like you had already gotten out of bed. Not too long ago, for your warmth was still present on the spot you once were.

The blinds were closed, yet if he peeked through the small gap he could see the rain covered window and how the dark clouds overtook the once blue sky making him feel like it was in the late afternoon.

The man inhaled sharply before rolling over onto his back, his arm thrown over his face with the other still in the empty spot next to him before he sighed loudly and stretched his limbs. Bokuto for the love of god could never stretch like a normal person for he always let out this loud groan that sounded like a bear screaming out in pain.

But really, was just your 6 feet tall boyfriend waking up.

Slowly creeping one eye open, Bokuto let his eye get used to the light. Everything was still fuzzy and blurry, he felt like his eyes might of have been glued shut for how heavy and sticky they felt.

A sound coming from the hallway made him poke his head out of the covers to take a look at the door. The footsteps got more silent with every step closer to the door. When they halted, Bokuto could hear the door very softly creak open before catching a glimpse of your (h/c) hair poking through the door followed by your face.

Your eyes widened at the sight of him up, well still drowsy and it was clear that he was still tired and hadn't completely had a grasp on reality yet. "Ah, you're awake already? Weren't you tired from yesterday's practice?"

Bokuto pushed himself up, his hair falling in front of his eyes, and started rubbing his eyes trying to rub the sleepiness out of himself. A very inaudible raspy noise left his throat before a smile made its way onto his face. "Mm, s' yesterday. T' was cold" He said before pulling the big fluffy blankets closer to his body.

A chuckle left your mouth as you walked towards his side of the bed and sat down next to him, your hand settling on his cheek causing him to press his face further into you touch before grabbing your wrist and pulling you forward. Bokuto pressed his lips against your own and hummed softly, hand cupping your face lovingly and the other one snaking its way down to your thigh.

Kissing him was like taking the first bite out of a warm freshly made campfire s'more. The extremely sweet aroma immediately overwhelming your tastebuds and making you giddy and excited for the next bite to come. Yet, after a second or two the warm comforting feeling of the warm marshmallow warming up the inside of your warmth takes over and you can't help but melt into its touch sinking deeper and deeper into the addicting sweet warm taste.

With a sigh of content, Bokuto parts his way from you and looks into your eyes with a big grin on his face. Before you even get the chance to react, he already dipped down to place a quick peck on your lips to top of the kiss he had just given you before.

“Happy birthday, my love"

You whispered, cradling his face in your hands with your cheeks still warm from the aftermath of the kiss. Humming softly when Bokuto wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer to cuddle you closely, you pressed your nose into his neck and left some feathery light kisses on it.

You earned a chuckle from the man that currently had you trapped into his arms and squealed when he quickly threw you next to him on the bed and hovered over you, attacking your face with smooches while his hands were digging into your sides and armpits. The laughter coming from you had his heart melting and it didn't take long before he connected his lips with yours again this time the kiss lasting a little less longer than the one before.

For a few seconds it was just Bokuto staring down at you with eyes in awe. I mean yes, he currently was sitting on top of you with you trapped between his legs and your hair a mess due the fact you had been trashing around to get free from his hold but god you were so fucking beautiful and he loved you so fucking much.

"Kotarou get off! Your ass is crushing meee I can't feel my legs" You whined with a giggle escaping your mouth that you were trying oh so hard to hide. "Your breakfast will get cold and I'm not making you a new one."

Once again Bokuto laughed but finally gave in at the mention of you having made breakfast for him. He climbed off of you and held out his hand for you to hoist you off the mattress with a quick tug on your arm he had you up on your feet with an arm slung around your shoulder. He swayed a bit at the beginning, for having gotten up too quickly for his own good and his head felt very light.

The wooden floor was cold especially after just having get out if bed and not having any clothes on but for a pair of boxers. Goosebumps rose on his skin and the man could be seen visibly cringing at the feeling of the new temperature hitting him. He would do nothing rather than stay in bed all day long, but it seemed like you weren't gonna let him stray from your side any time soon today. Especially with how you were excitingly guiding him towards the living room and showing off the big birthday breakfast you made for him that included all his favorite even from some of the countries he had visited.

The fact you had been able to remember warmed his heart, almost radiating enough heat to warm him but but not quite yet for he was still slightly shivering from the cold.

"It tastes wonderful, babe! S'good!" He said with his mouth stuffed with the contents of the plate. You loved Bokuto, you really did, but his eating habit were,,special. A small trial of grease from the bacon glistening underneath the kitchen lamp currently running down his chin and all the crumbs sticking to that said trial of grease made you cringe at the sight of it.

The fact he didn't even bother to wipe it off was..

Grabbing a napkin from the napkin holder that was placed on top of the kitchen counter, you crumbled it up before stepping towards Bokuto and turning his face your way. "I swear sometimes i feel like a mom having to take care of you, Kou your whole face is covered babe!" You laughed, wiping away the food stains on his face only to be wrapped up in a pair of strong arms immediately.

“That's cause i know you'll always be there to take care of me, even if you act like my mom." He said with a grin, eyes still half closed. It seemed like that man probably hadn't had enough sleep yet, after all you do recall him saying yesterday's practice was kinda intense and the fact he went out drinking with the boys afterwards wasn't necessarily s good addition to that.

Putting the napkin down, you took his face in your hands and squishes his cheeks together, just slightly. "Tell me the truth Kou, how tired are you my love?" You whispered, softly running your thumbs underneath his eyes to calm him down.

Even though his hair was already flat from yesterday's shower, you could easily see the man deflate at your question. Why exactly this had triggered his emo mode, you didn't know but atleast you knew what to do and say if it got bad.

The pout on his face and his eyes getting a little glassy made you frown yourself.

"I'm sorry for being such a useless boyfriend..you probably had all these things planned for today but i'm just a tired piece of no good. You should probably go out yourself and leave me be.." Bokuto said while pressing his face into your chest, the arms that were wrapped around your body getting tighter.

When Bokuto was tired, he'd always seem to go into his emo mode a little faster than usual. No matter how big or small the reason he'd always find atleast something to sulk about, but only if he was really tired and his emotions were spilling out of the grasp he had on his brain.

Smiling softly, you tangled your hand into his hair and used your other one to softly run over his back. "Today is your day Bokuto, its okay if you're tired. To be quite honest with you, i'm still a bit sleepy myself and could also use two hours of more sleep so..what if we got back into bed, took a long nap and afterwards we'll watch a movie on the couch with blankets and cake and tonight we'll take a warm bath together hm? Does that sound nice, Kou?" You whispered in his ear, your fingers gently running over his ear shell before you pressed a soft kiss on his temple.

“I love you”

Giggling while you grab his now empty plate and glass to put them in the dishwasher you smiled. “I know you do, i love you too very much Kou. I’m very glad to have been blessed with meeting you and loving you and be loved by you, so thank you for all these years and may there be many more to come.” You said while walking towards him, wrapping your arm around his arm and planting a soft kiss on his lips.

The way Bokuto’s face lit up almost made you believe his hair was about to go straight up by itself. It was the smile he gave you whenever he scored a point in volleyball with his very first instinct being looking for you sitting in the bleachers. The smile he gave you whenever you greeted him at the airport when you came to pick him up and he spotted you among the crowd holding a “welcome home” sign in whatever language of the country he traveled to. The smile when he first got to hold your hand,

The smile whenever he realized just how in love he was with you and how badly he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you and only you by his side.

So holding you close in bed, with you nuzzled into his chest with his arm wrapped around you securely nose pressed into the top of your head and legs entangled, Bokuto wish he could be like this for the rest of his life. The two of you had never talked about marriage, but thinking about him being able to call himself your husband.. sounded like a sweet honey dripping down his ears.

“You okay? Thought you wanted to sleep?” You mumbled, very close to falling asleep yourself.

Bokuto smiled softly and hummed, pressing your head back down his chest.

“Never been better”

[hoopdiddies]

I'm Not Over You// Ben Hardy x Reader (10.1)

A/N: The last part! Here you go! Thanks for supporting the entire series, guys. Means a lot ♥ ♥

Summary: A wedding brought you apart and it will be a wedding that will bring you back together

Warnings: Microscopic angst and FULL ON FLUFF

WC: 3k

Tags: @haendel-me-with-care

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@mickmoon

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@mrsmazzello

@valeriecarolinaw

@queen-turtle-boiii

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Parts: 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1

"What- I thought Gwil- never mind, did I hurt your shoulder?" You stumble over your words and he chuckles, the curve his red lips are sporting making your insides melt.

"No, you didn't."

"Oh thank heavens. Sure I didn't add to your injuries? " You had to say it but luckily, he shakes his head good-naturedly and seems to have shrugged off the issue. "I'm okay now. I've been for so long actually." At least you've got the conversation going, against the odds of you doubting that it might've ended up awkward with how long you haven't been in touch. You smile crookedly and rub your arm, sighing profoundly to say another word but as you open your mouth to do so, Ben beats you to it. "What about you? How've you been?"

You shrug. "Same old but tortured...and pissed...at Joe...for doing me injustice like that." He rubs the back of his hair and cocks his head to one side. "Oh? Tell me about it."

You give him a brief, speculative look– thinking that it's a miracle you're talking normally like you haven't kissed each other the day you left him lamenting on a hospital bed, been in contact for an entire year and made love with your eyes during the ceremony– in that order.

You snap out of it and look around the busy reception. "I- well-"

"To make it easier, let's head out for a walk on the beach, shall we?" Ben steps aside to let you leave before him and you tuck a tendril of your hair behind your ear, nodding as you walk ahead. He follows you out and you glance over your shoulder, looking past him and seeing Joe wiggle his brows at you from their table– to which you widen your eyes in annoyance and a little gratitude.

Your walk has been graced with the twinkle of a thousand stars and the calm splash of the evening waves against the shore. You've let your hair down from the tight bun you've put it in and taken off your sandals to traipse along the water while Ben remains along the dry sand to stay practical– not that you aren't. He just has his shoes on while you're holding onto yours.

You haven't strolled far from the party with the lamps spanning from the vicinity within the reception still present as you tread along. You've told him all about Barcelona and your studies and everything else concerning your life there; so far it's been good and jolly. He's taken a new project and is in the process of filming, something you've congratulated him on as well– the previous one being his full recovery and you didn't bother to bring up the prior events to that, it might just lead to something you'd lose your voice to talk about. It's a relief that you are able to share a few laughs in between, something you thought wouldn't be possible anymore. You haven't talked to each other like this is ages.

"I guess we're both working our fingers to the bone." He chuckles and stops in his tracks to enjoy the breeze. You involuntarily mimic his stance and stand semi-still on the water, tossing your sandals onto the driest part of the sand.  "I guess. Business before pleasure they say."

"Well my business is my pleasure so it seems like it only applies to you." The smile on his face widens thoroughly and you scoff underneath your breath, swinging your leg back and forth, creating mini splashes. "Excuse me, it applies to neither of us. I love working for something I know will finally lead to my dream."

He hums and bends down to pick up a pebble, casting it smoothly against the water and makes three skips. "It just occurred to me that you never once told me anything about your dream to become a doctor or anything." You give him a fleeting smile and shake your head, crossing your arms as you begin admiring the sky. "If I had told anyone, it wouldn't come true."

"Seriously?"

You raise your hands up briefly in defense and let out a chuckle, bending down to pick up a pebble to skip as well. "I'm living proof that it's effective, you should try it sometime." While you cast your pebble and watch it skip, he studies you intently and with great focus, drawing in a sharp breath before taking off his shoes to join your spot in the shallow water. He sets it aside and stands next to you, lifting his gaze up to the sky and then to you as you take in the cluster of stars dotting the heavens.

The gleam in your eyes as you beam at the starry view puts him under a spell and you sense his piercing stare, encouraging you to catch his fixed look. "What is it this time?"

He gulps, his mouth going dry. "I've sent you a message a couple of weeks back. Never got a response from you..."

You angle your head to one side amusingly. "I replied? Maybe you just don't check your inbox that much- and wait, I changed my number, how did you-"

"Our boy, Joe."

Of course. Joe really needs a new girl in his life, he must be exhausted from being such a mediator.

"And yes, I don't check my inbox a lot. Busy as a bee lately." He adds with a defeated smile present. You weave your fingers together, keeping your vision limited to the horizon yet sensing his eyes penetrate through you.

A little shy to let him see your blush creeping up your cheeks, you tear yourself away from his gaze and sigh inwardly. "I know that look somehow."

"For the third time asked in this lifetime, would you care to finish the dance we had at the after party? A dance to satisfy all the dances we never had the chance to finish. "

Your mouth shamelessly hangs like an attic door with loose hinges at how he was able to remember that. You recall his attending physician say that there would be no risks of amnesia or any sort of memory loss, although he shouldn't be able to recall minor details.

But then your dance wasn't a minor memory.

Ben's still waiting for your answer and you recompose yourself from the jaw drop, stuttering in the slightest as you speak up.  "Uh y-yeah. I mean, we never get to finish dances, am I right?"

Without tethering himself from taking your hand in his, he draws you close to him, the movement of your legs making small ripples and swishes in the water. You can't keep a firm eye on him and as he understands your uncertainty due to how long it's been since the pair of you have closed a distance, he manually positions your arms around his neck, putting a little forethought into snaking his hands around your waist to ease you into it again.

"Hey, like old times, right?" He cajoles softly and you look up at him.

"Like old times." You repeat after him and find it easy to stare into his eyes again, once more submitting yourself to the metronomic beat of your heart. He initiates with light sway, feeling the crashing waves beneath your feets put an effect to how you're moving. With you studying every detail of his face adoringly, you notice the small yet noticeable scar on the near left of his forehead; a small residue of his injury. You frown as you reach up to trace your finger smoothly across his scar, your heart breaking at the memory of that night.

Ben takes notice of your flitting expression and cups your cheek to alleviate the worry you've put yourself in at the sight of his scar. "Hey, hey. Don't worry about it, I'm okay now."

You hang your head apologetically, chewing on your bottom lip with the urge to bring up what you wanted to suppress out of guilt.

"I'm sorry if I left you like that. At the time you really needed me the most, I scrammed and ghosted you for an entire year. I broke my promise, your arm and a small fraction of your skull," as inappropriate as it is to laugh a little at it, you let it slip past your lips anyway to give it a stretch and lighten the weight on your shoulders, "and it's all thanks to Joe for making up that worst case scenario."

Joe did say you'd hurt him on every possible level– ranging from physical to spiritual. Though you didn't afflict him physically per se, your carelessness on the highway did. "I'm so sorry, Ben, for letting my emotions get in the way of what we had. Our friendship. You loved someone else then and being in a way cursed with unrequited feelings, I-I had to distance myself."

He assures you with a loose smile, twirling you under his arm and leisurely pulling you back to his body. "Every bit of it is alright. I had sworn on the day we met that I'd protect you with every fiber of my being and I should be the one that's sorry. All you ever did was love me," he stares down at you intimately, lifting your hand to his lips and kissing your knuckles, "though how clueless and unbearable I was," a kiss to your wrist, "through all my complaints and nasty fits," a kiss to your cheek, the sensation making you giggle slightly, "through my clumsy tendencies, " a kiss to your nose, "through all my mood swings after a bad day on set," an elongated kiss on your forehead, parting away deliberately before flicking his eyes to your lips and back to your Y/E/C orbs. He gulps audibly at how he's asking you for permission to do it. "When I couldn't return that love to you because I was blind enough to let Rosy stay. For loving me...in both my lowest and highest."

He's risking a few inches in but you can tell he's holding back. You slacken your arms from his neck, little by little dropping them to your sides as his green eyes finally overwhelm you.

The corner of his eyes crinkle as he smiles, breathing out the words you've long waited for. "You've held my heart in your hands even when you were miles away and though you won't be staying for long, I'll always be waiting." In the same way you had when you left, you tip your head back to let his lips meet yours only this time it doesn't take him by surprise. Your lips don't move against each other for a few seconds and you pull away, breathless.

His green eyes are wide yet flecked with awe, unruly brows lightly creased together with small strands of his combed back, blond hair falling into them but they soften as the smile on his face widens. "You're not with Joe, are you?"

You chuckle, shaking your head and heaving out a defining exhale. "I never was. You're not with Rosy anymore, are you?"

He shakes his head as well and it appears the blissful grin on his face won't be coming off anytime soon.

"Long done. I love you, and you alone."

You'll be blaming him later for the ear-splitting grin now etched on your face.

"I love you too, Benjamin."

He throws his head back in relief and lifts you up in his arms, tilting his head back as he savors the full feeling of your lips on his, the kiss gradually becoming open-mouthed.

As if on cue, the fireworks meant for Rami and Lucy come launching up into the sky and bursting into bright colors, the sparks raining down and vanishing into thin air shortly after. Cheers of the people emanate from the party as Lucy and Rami share the same kiss from outside at the same time you and Ben are. You pull away with unridable grins on your faces and share the magical sight of the fireworks lighting up the night sky with no other disturbances to ruin the moment.

"You think they'd start wondering where we are?" You hum with your head rested against his chest. He kisses your hair and smiles as he tightens his hold around you, revelling deep in the moment.

"They'd get the idea, babe. They'd get the idea."

Lucy was right, Ben has always been your soulmate; the three dances you've had in your lifetime somehow always brought you back to each other. Hopefully the one you just had will be the one that will never tear you both apart ever again.

You've yet to thank Joe for tricking you into thinking that it was Gwilym he wanted to spin you off to.

How magical is that tape you used to stick the polaroids together?

It somehow pieced you and Ben in the same manner and stood the test of time.

-Fin-

[michaeldaaboul]

The Logic of Emotion

Logic: Why are you so grim?

Emotion: I am always grim.

Logic: This is true, but why?

Emotion: I wasn't gifted with logical reasoning, I create a world of profound feelings and I become open to attack.

Logic: I haven't been gifted with any emotion. I create a world of reasoning. Filled with right decisions.

Emotion: What kind of life is that? Living with no emotions.

Logic: There's emotion there, but I have no control over that. I make the hard decisions, the choices where you usually become so grim over.

Emotion: I know you cause me much pain.

Logic: For the better.

Emotion: How do you know this?

Logic: I don't. I merely facilitate the changes.

Emotion: Change? I am a victim of change.

Logic: We are all victims of change.

Emotion: I have this dream where I am happy. Everything is alright, everything is okay. She is there smiling and feeling love. Everything is perfect. A visual wonderland, a true feeling of belonging.

Logic: How does this dream end?

Emotion: It doesn't. I am haunted and tortured every day. As I awake, I am reminded of my burden, alone and broken.

Logic: You will move on in time.

Emotion: But you see, this is perfect. As much as you can see the flaws, there's a fundamental perfection that's hard to comprehend.

Logic: Why isn't this dream a reality?

Emotion: It was. Things changed. People changed. My emotion surpassed their emotion and it continued to build while they deteriorated. You see this, but you're blinded by so much feeling and love you don't see the rust.

Logic: It's a sad truth.

Emotion: My dream is so real. I believe we experience death with every moment like this. I don't believe there's any difference emotionally. It's death.

Logic: Death with a new beginning.

Emotion: The hardest part is knowing you're living to forget. You truly live, while the state of emotion is dead, there's a fundamental sadness that will live on. Especially how life turns out. I imagine being old and I see her, her life faded away and she wasn't happy. As much as it kills me to say, she is happier being with someone else based on what has been learnt in this failed relationship.

Logic: But life needs to go on. Reasoning states if one doesn't feel the same anymore, they move on. This is life.

Emotion: Do you know what this dream feels like? It feels eternal. Feels like the secret to all life. I belonged.

Logic: We all belonged at some point. Sometimes people are not happy, people will not work for a solution. We become comfortable so much we fail to respond to needs and communication becomes difficult. Unfortunately, this is not entirely your fault. You need cooperation between two to work at building something special. The fire was strong is what you recall in your dream but fail to see how the deterioration has been left out. Sometimes people realise they don't want to spend their life with someone for whatever reason. Dreams remind you of a nostalgic wonderland. They will provide you with the ultimate feeling of longing. If there was any feeling left, you could always work on a solution. Is it really worth it to end it? Is it worth it to continue? Is the end strong enough to destroy the history or in time will the choices made be for the worst?

Emotion: I wake up and I am stripped of it all. I don't believe it's worth it to end unless there's no other way.

Logic: That's how it is. Take a look at the Universe. Endless, filled with wonder and raw emotion. Life begins, life has a structure, but it must end. Stars shine brightly until one day, they sadly die. It's sad for you Emotion, that the burden is so overwhelming. As I have no heart to feel, I assure you if I did, it would be breaking.

Emotion: It's so hard. It was so real.

Logic: It was never going to be easy. You will feel like you're the only one on this planet and the pain will eat away your mind. But as you're facing the storm, it doesn't get any better. This is not your only worry and when it all feels like you have lost everything, I assure you that you will survive. When you pull through the pain, you will be there but you will be able to live without feeling destroyed.

Emotion: It's still not sinking in. Do you know what it feels like to not do something or have anything to share with that person or see their face? Everything they do, their habits, conversations and just holding them in silence or just being there, next to you?

Logic: I have an idea, but I don't know what it feels like.

Emotion: Losing it all feels like death, stranded on the edge of a black hole, alone with no one to talk to, no support.

Logic: As much pain as you're in now, only time can numb the feeling. Unfortunately there's nothing you can do but brace yourself.

Emotion: I don't want to.

Logic: You have no choice. This is reality. It's not fair and it's brutal. These words are not just thrown in. Understand the meaning of 'brutal' and 'reality'.

Emotion: I have no choice. But I can't help but remember what I have lost.

Logic: It's unfortunate.

Emotion: It's not fair. How do I know it's the right choice?

Logic: I don't believe you have a say in the matter. However, if you did then you don't know. It's a risk and in the end if it was the wrong choice, that's the consequence and you can't change that or avoid it. When you have someone that is not willing to work on a solution, it will be unavoidable. Coming back to your dream, if it was the wrong choice that would be the ultimate pain, to realise you lost something over hastily decisions. Again, it's brutal, it's how it is.

Emotion: Can I save it?

Logic: Even if you tried, the outcome will surely not be in your favour. It's not up to you, you have nothing left to do. It may well be saved if both tried hard enough, but there needs to be effort there, in this case, effort has been exhausted.

Emotion: I will just dream, everything is perfect there. She is there, happy, I belong. I could have done so much more to save it!

Logic: That's what we all do is dream, but remember, dreams are not reality. I wouldn't stay there long, it will be a reminder of what you don't have anymore and a reminder of what you could have done.