#going to pride tomorrow ^_^ after work tho

[berrryparfait]

❝ you're sleeping on the couch tonight. ❞ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

♥︎ featuring: sylus, zayne, rafayel, xavier, caleb x fem!reader

— ༉‧₊ᐟ premise: how he reacts to you telling him to sleep on the couch after an argument. 「but the couch is so hard...」

— ༉‧₊ᐟ tags/cws: fluff and slight angst, yall got into a petty argument earlier that day and he's worried it's spiraled into something serious, you're just being sassy tho (and maybe a little emotional), innuendo

— ♫₊ᐟ soundtrack: interlude: i'm not angry anymore – paramore

✧ a/n: inspired by @/erikadayshawn's jjk tiktok (¯ ³¯)♡ i seriously love her so much she's so damn good (ﾉД`)

You’re still butthurt about it, and you’re going to make sure he knows it. Sure, it was a petty argument and it happened hours ago, but you refuse to be the one making amends this time. If he’s so certain you were in the wrong, he can sleep outside for all you care!

Maybe you’re being a little toxic by avoiding communication, but you’ve been in your feelings all day while he was out and about doing god knows what (***he was working)—so the space next to you on the bed is currently occupied by your Jellycat.

“You’re sleeping on the couch tonight,” you huff, refusing to turn around as you hear the bedsheets stir.

You can’t see him, but you just know he’s giving you that same haha-you’re-hilarious look you’ve practically memorized by now. He’s standing at the side of the bed, one hand on his hip and an eyebrow raised at your curled-up form.

“This is my bed, sweetie.” He sounds amused, yet something tells you he feels as if you’re being ridiculous. Nevertheless, that velvety, husky voice of his nearly has you caving.

“I don’t care. I want to sleep alone tonight.”

He sighs, long and exaggerated. Does he pity you? Or is he annoyed at you? “You’re upset about our quarrel. It’s best we settle it now rather than bottle it up and let it fester.”

His maturity and composure jabs at your pride—you’ve never been one to act reasonably in the face of embarrassment. “...You just want to sleep on the bed.”

When you turn to look at him, he’s staring at you with an asshole smirk on his face. His tone is placating when he responds, “The couch is hard, Kitten. And besides, I forgive you.”

FORGIVE YOU?! Oh, he’ll be forgiving you all right— You smack him flaccidly on the arm and he pulls away with a chuckle, flashing that dashing smile of his. Canines.

“Go back to sleep. You can deal with me later.” He crawls under the blanket with nothing but a pair of pajama pants on, smelling of soap and fresh flowers.

You cave. You’re no longer angry, but exhausted—and so relieved he’s here. How your tender heart aches for his company, even when you’re mad at him… Soft sniffles emerge from your side of the bed, and he reaches for you with warm, gentle hands.

“Aww… C’mere, sweetie…” He wraps his arms around your waist and you relax into his touch, his chest against your back comforting—grounding. “I’m sorry about earlier. How about I take you to that French restaurant for dinner tomorrow night? Would you like that?”

“...Whatever,” you mumble as his fingers wander beneath the waistband of your shorts.

He just stands there in silence, taken aback. “...Is there something you want to talk about?” he asks, ever the logical, problem-solving boy from your childhood.

“No.”

A few beats pass before he mutters, “...Alright then. I’ll sleep on the couch.”

You close your eyes and force yourself to fall back asleep as you listen to his footsteps in the living room, swallowing the guilt rising in your throat. He settles onto the wide couch and rests his head on one of the stiff decorative pillows, utterly spent from a crushing day at the hospital.

Am I overreacting? He must be drained as hell… Am I a shitty girlfriend? Doubts and worries swarm your mind as you toss and turn on the half-empty king bed, your heart squeezing at the thought of him having to spend the night alone out there. What if he catches a cold? What if he starts hating me? What if he gets eaten by a skin-walker?

You shove your fuzzy bedroom slippers on and trudge into the living room, trying your best to maintain your nettled expression. He opens his eyes at the sound of you stomping across the carpeted floor and stares at you, speechless.

“Aren’t you gonna try to make amends with me?! You really don’t want to sleep in the bed?!”

He fumbles for words, pushing himself up with his elbows. “Y-You said you didn’t want to talk—”

“Well I didn’t mean it!” you squeal, holding back tears.

He senses that your emotions are all jumbled up right now, and gets up on his feet to put his arms around you. “Okay. Okay, let’s talk about it,” he says, calm and soothing. His hand massages the back of your head as you wail into his t-shirt. “Shh… It’s all right. I’m here.”

You look up at him with red eyes and pouty lips, too caught up in his embrace to be riled up anymore. “I was upset about our fight in the morning…”

He presses a kiss to your forehead and gently wipes the tears from your cheeks. “I’m sorry for what I said, baby. Will you forgive me?”

You’ve been waiting all day to say “yes”.

“Oh, hell nah—”

“Too bad, Raf! That’s what you get for pissing me off,” you spit, glaring daggers at him as he physically exhibits the five stages of grief.

“But-But the couch is so pokey and hard and—” He flails his arms around in protest, remembering the backache he had to deal with for a week after taking a nap on the couch.

You won’t be hearing any of it. Serves him right. “You should’ve thought of that earlier before saying my makeup looked weird!”

“But it did! Your contour was asymmetrical and your lips were way too overlined!”

Raw indignation rivalling the power of the sun bubbles in your gut, waiting for a chance to explode. How dare he pretend he knows anything about makeup?! “GET. OUT.”

He grumbles like a child before storming out of the bedroom and flopping onto the couch, both of you throwing silent tantrums while listening to your stomachs churn. Fuck. I could really use some Wingstop right now.

Half an hour passes before your phone dings. Notification from Rafayel. You’ve calmed down by now, so you begrudgingly open his message.

Wait a minute, is he...? Oh my god, he totally is. You've known him long enough to tell when he's down for sexy time.

You waltz into the living room with your head held high and say, "C'mon. We're going to get Wingstop."

The way the hope in his eyes disappears nearly has you cracking up. "I hate you," he sneers.

"I love you too."

He pauses, unsure of what to say. “...Is this about earlier?”

You don’t respond.

He climbs onto the bed anyway and gets under the covers with you, pulling you close and pressing his face into your hair. “Please don’t be mad at me. I can’t go to bed with you mad at me,” he whispers, fear lacing his words.

Though your heart squeezes, you lock in and wriggle out of his embrace, knowing exactly how much it’ll sting. It’s his fault for constantly forgetting to let you know when he’ll be working overtime. Some nights, you sit on the couch and blankly stare at the wall, worry eating you alive from the inside.

“Please, talk to me—”

“There’s nothing to talk about. I need some space tonight.”

You can tell he’s holding back tears when he agrees to leave you alone, sliding off the mattress like a heavy weight sinking from a rock underwater. “...I’ll be outside if you need anything.”

Am I too hard on him? You’re angry at him for stressing you out—and you wonder if he even realizes that you’re only stressed for his own good. Still, how can anyone stay mad at him? He’s the purest, kindest, most sincere person you know. Forcing him to sleep on the couch feels like kicking a small puppy.

Quietly, you creep into the living room, where he’s curled up on the couch with his eyes closed. I’m too hard on him.

You crawl into the space between him and the backrest, his arms immediately reacting to your presence like a bug caught in a Venus flytrap. His eyes flutter open, and his grip tightens around your midriff. “I’m sorry… I’ll call you in advance next time. I promise…”

He must’ve had a long day at work, because he sounds utterly exhausted. Broken. “Baby… You can talk to me—about work, about anything.”

“I know. I’m just glad you’re here, even if I haven’t been,” he says, his thumb tracing slow circles on the bare skin of your torso. “I want you to know you’re always on my mind—no matter where I am, no matter what I’m doing. You’re the reason I come home at all.”

“Don’t be like that, Pips. Let’s talk about it.” He rests a hand on your hip, warmth seeping through the blanket.

“There’s nothing to talk about.”

He scoffs, though his voice is void of hostility. “Clearly. Listen, I don’t want this to turn into something serious, okay?”

When you don’t respond, a crease forms between his brows. Is it too late? Have you already started to see him in a different light? Nausea churns in his stomach as he slowly inches away from the bed, afraid to even make a sound.

His thoughts spiral like a swarm of moths in his head, dark and foreboding. She’s better off without me…at least for now.

You doze off a few minutes later, when all of a sudden, you hear the front door shut. Panicked, you jolt upright and slip on your slippers, fearing the worst. Oh my god. Oh my god—

Still in your pajamas, you run out of your apartment and down the stairwell, praying he’s just round the corner— 

“Pips?”

You still, the icy cage around your heart beginning to thaw at the sight of him. He’s standing in the middle of the pavement, his breath fogging in the cold air.

Tears well in your eyes as you scream, “Where are you going?!”

“...To the convenience store? I was going to get you some Buldak—” You cut him off by seizing him in your arms, relief flooding you like a river bursting through a broken dam. He chuckles, wrapping you in his jacket and resting his chin on top of your head. “I’d never leave you, Pipsqueak. You should know that by now.”

“I-I don’t want Buldak. Let’s just go back inside,” you say between sniffles, clutching his shirt with such force it might tear.

“...Can I sleep on the bed now?”

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[amoeganism]

HIIII I just saw your post about your event and thought I'll be silly and request smthing ^_^ ok sooo first time meeting ness ! 😯 (one shot or hc whichever you feel more comfy writing! <3) have a great dayyy (⁠＾⁠3⁠＾⁠) ♪

ACADEMICALLY SMART BUT EXTREMELY STUPID alexis ness

aka. how u meet ness aka academic rivals to lovers but ness dont gaf bc hes just trying to #play #ball

you meet him at quite a young age and share a few things in common

ill fitting school uniforms and the wandering eyes of any child

while you find yourself fascinated by the numbers written on your teacher's chalkboard, ness is folding dinosaurs and stars on pieces of scrap paper, mumbling to himself

you didn't mind him and he didn't mind you

you guys were classmates and that was that

but then middle school came around and you started acting like you had a stick up your ass 24/7 as long as ness was around

like wtf that mf almost never studies why is he at the top of your class...

suddenly you get distracted in classes because you're focused on drawing mini ness figures with fat x's covering his face and devil horns

ness sees this one day after your notebook fell to the ground and at first is like omg!!! cute drawing of me as a fantasy creature but then he was like wait what the fuck why do they have it out for me????

he barely thought about you until then but apparently you've developed a passionate hatred for him just because he scores higher grades

he still has no clue

you are FUMING

so you start studying even more if that's even possible

while you go to your schools library to bust your ass in the textbooks ness goes outside with a ball he managed to shove into his bag and starts kicking it around

ness: :D ball!!!! no school!!! ball :D

you: KILL YOURSELF KILL YOURSELF KILL YOURSELF KILL YOURSELF

after one particularly hard test that you flopped (it was like an 80% be serious) you caved in and asked ness with help studying

he looked at the material and was like man idk it just makes sense

little boy thought you were going to punt him into hell like he does with his football

him, terrified out of his mind and just wanting to go to his football club meeting, sits down and looks at the material

you show him your notes and he quickly explains it but is running late on time

he gives you his number and says hes going to text you help

you went home that day like ???? that dude lied to me he isnt sending me shit ??? before it clicked

he does not text you because he does not have your number... he gave you his number...

so you swallow your pride and shoot him a message, begging for help a second time in the same day and on his end, he laughs at you a little but offers to call

you guys work on the subject for a good couple hours and before you hang up, you offer to study together for future exams because he's admittedly a good teacher

ness is trying to find a way to say "no thanks i don't care about school good luck tho XD ROFL LOLLLLL" but then he realizes that it's going to make his parents trust him a little more

he accepts and you guys go to the library together once a week

he finds that you're actually kind of funny and cool and not just a human bomb that's plotting his death

he tries to be slick about offering to meet more often

"oh... this unit is a lot more difficult than the last one.... you wanna heh.... come back tomorrow? *gulp*"

"ok"

"WOOOO"

one day ness told you he was going to try out for bastard munchen and you somewhat knew of them because of ness going on tangents about football

you supported him on it, not realizing it would cut down your weekly meetings

suddenly there was an alexis-shaped-hole in your chest but you didn't want to admit it to him

and for alexis, there was a you-shaped-hole in his chest that he tried to fill by training with kaiser and the rest of bastard munchen

yes, the team was filled with dicks, but none of them had the same foul personality you had!!

texts dvery day checking up on each other but it was nothing like hanging out in person

calls were better but still not the same

as soon as he heard about his first off day, he called you and asked to hang out

you tried to be nonchalant about it but who were you kidding both of you guys wanted to see each other again

although the directions of life the two of you were headed towards were almost polar opposites, being reunited at a stupid library table for the first time in months was all that mattered

[lostpiewrites]

Do you remember the rain?🌧

a/n : art credits for missatoru on insta. and slight manga spoiler.

synopsis : little did you know that your new summer job to make your pocket money would give you not only a new friend but a prom date AND the love of your life...

FT : Hiori Yo from blue lock

You needed money. Not because you came from a financially struggling family , but because they weren't approving of what you wanted. You are a senior year student and it is the most normal thing for a student to attend their own graduation party. You told your parents about it and they approved first but they backtracked when they saw the dress you want to wear because it was too "expensive".

a/n : any body type and skin color is appreciated. the photos are used only to show a visual image of the clothing you want to wear. (also if any brand name is visible , it isn't an advertisement).

You knew that wasn't the case and they didn't want to upset you by saying sth like "you can't wear that , it's too revealing for an 18 y.o to wear". You didn't blame them , you knew that they were trying to protect you. You also knew it was revealing , bold and probably not the best choice to wear at a prom party where there will be hormone machines walking around , thinking that they have grown up now that they have turned 18, chugging down goblets of alcohol like water. But it was a matter of pride for you. You took a bet from the queen bee of your school. She said that you would never be able to attend that party and look better than her and you said "Bet i would steal your date without trying". So you HAD TO attend that party. Because of that ; you cleaned the house , washed the dishes , cooked the dinner , mowed the lawn and acted as a "good girl" to bribe your family to accept your conditions. In the end , if you were to pay for the dress and the heels , you could attend the party wearing them.

So a few days later , you talked to one of your friend's older sister who works at a café , telling her that you would do anything if you were to be accepted as a part-time employeé. Through her , you were accepted in the same café as a part-time cleaner/waitress who works only on weekends , for 30$ per day. It was more than enough for you to save the money you needed for the dress until the prom party which is about 7 months later. You would go to school on weekdays and work on the weekends. It was a perfect plan but little did you know that God had even better plans for you...

Right now , at 8pm on a Saturday night , you were moping the floor. The café closed at 8pm and you were planning to go home after you finished cleaning. But until then , a heavy rain started. Thunders ,bone chilling cold, a few snowdrops here and there... All of it. The type of rain that people are scared to even just poke their heads out of their windows. So you thought "Okay looks like i am stuck here for a few hours. Glad that there is at least no school tomorrow". You cleaned everywhere and settled down onto a table , doing your research homeworks on internet to spend time as throughout the weekend you wouldn't have time to. You texted your parents about it and without waiting for an answer , you zoomed in.

About 20 minutes later , a guy around your age entered the café , even tho you were sure that you have hung the "closed" sign onto the door. He smiled politely and said with a cute Kansai dialect:

"Sorry , i have seen the closed sign but here is the only shop i have seen around here with lights on and people still inside. It's raining cats and dogs outside. Can i stay here until the rain stops ? Or at least slows down..?"

You looked at him up and down. He was drenched in water , hair damp and water droplets pooling down on the floor around him. You mentally squeezed your eyes shut and thought "omg nooooo! i have just mopped the floor. It will all be covered in mud right now. God why do you have to torture me like this ?" but caved in after seeing him shiver subtly even under the thick clothes he was wearing. "Well i am not that evil , it is probably freezing as well. Also it wouldn't hurt to have company this late at night. It's almost 9 pm. There may be creeps outside."

"You can stay , it's okay. I am here waiting for it to finish too."

After hearing that , he sighed relievedly and sat down next to you on the table. Putting down a sports bag next to him on the floor. You stood up , turned the heaters on , then went inside to bring both him and yourself a cup of hot chocolate . You gave him his while teasing him and chuckling.

"Ever heard of sth called umbrella ? With that much of cold water over you , you will probably catch a cold , dont get sick on me now... Here, drink this. Bon appetit. Oh and i am y/n y/l/n btw."

He laughed a little at how fast you were talking while taking the hot chocolate from you. He held the cup in his palms for a few moments for his hands to warm up. Than spoke :

"Thank u. And i am Hiori Yo. Nice to meet you y/n"

With introductions being out of the way , you chit-chatted for hours until the rain stopped. You told him everything about you and your story, how did you end up working here. Then he talked about himself , his soccer career and how did he end up in Blue Lock. Talking with him felt easy and comforting even tho you have overshared about yourself. He didn't judge. Laughed , cringed and gossiped with you like he was your personal therapist. Homework ? Long forgotten. After the rain stopped, you went home with the goofiest smile ever on your face and a phone number that will tie you to your destiny.

After that day , the 15 mins of bathroom breaks both at your school and at the café have become sacred periods of time for you. You don't even remember how... But not long after , they were a breath of fresh air between the brain-melting lessons of your school and "tf did i do this time ? why people are yelling at me ? i hate life" shifts at your small workplace . You could text him for whatever reason and there was never a single doubt in you. He would reply , always , no matter how "busy" he is ; without realizing that he puts the biggest of smiles on your face and recharges your social battery so you can continue dealing with people's shits. But little did you know that he was also looking forward to that spesific 3.25-3.40 pm period on weekends where he knew you would text him the stupidest shower thought on your mind , making him giggle like a school boy in love. But isn't that what he was ? A stupid , cringy school boy in love... One that always came to "study" in the café where you are working , ordered the most expensive drink/pastry so you could get more promotion bonus , scored more goals and played better overall to exchange the points he gained for a day he could spend with you out of that cursed blue lock building...

A few months after , he was nervously holding his phone and sitting on his bed. The Neo Egoist League have just ended a few days ago and he came home before the U20 world cup season started. "It should be easy. We are close friends." he thought. He was planning this all along , after the day he has met you in that café that you used to work. You have left the café after saving up enough money for that prom dress and heels. You were happy that you finally had ordered them and your parents would have no say in it due to your agreement. But he was upset that he wouldn't be able to see you more. So he had to ask this, if he wanted to spend more time with you. He nervously texted you , asking if he could be the prom date you wanted. It was a pleasant surprise for you. One that brought a few tears into your eyes. Because he wasn't from your school and knew nobody there but would go into lion's den to make you happy. Moreover , you wouldn't expect him to remember sth you casually mentioned about 7 fcking months ago. You accepted it. Without a second thought. Because if anyone would make you happy just by being beside you , it was him.

A few days later , you guys stood at the entrance of the hall. He was wearing a black suit , to match your dress. Your legs were wobbly because of your heels being too high. He gently held your hand to help you steady yourself. And just at that moment , a gentle rain started , as if congratulating him for the move. He looked up and giggled before saying ;

"Do you remember the rain that brought us together ? Does it accompany us on important dates ? Should we expect rain to come whenever we are having sth going on together?"

You laughed with him and followed him into the hall. You were the most beautiful girl in the whole party , with the most handsome boy in your life accompanying you. People were recognizing him as one of the blue lock's last 23 to play at the U20 world cup and looking at you like you have grown a 2nd head , wondering how in the world you could bring him in as your prom date. You have won the bet by now. You have always wanted to be seen by boys , that's why you took that bet and dolled up the prettiest you you could muster. But with him beside you , you wouldn't even give two flying flocks about it anymore.

While you guys were inside and having fun , the rain started pouring heavily , just like the day you two met , singing a romance song while you two slow-danced. And Hiori was right. It would accompany you on every important day in your lives. From your first date to the day you were walking down the aisle towards him with a wobbly legs because of your heels being too high...

[cheeseceli]

When I was your man

Pairing: idol!Bang Chan × gn!Reader

Genre: angst

Warnings: alcohol consumption (nothing much tho, it's barely there)

Request: ok so as much as i hate sad fics, i have an amazing idea that is definitely going to break many hearts... when i was your man by bruno mars, as inspiration for a chan fic.

A/n: ik this is inspired by when I was your man but listen to "shot glass of tears" by jungkook and "million reasons" by lady gaga, it really adds to the experience

He could just call you. He knew you would pick up and listen to what he had to say, even though it was probably going to be nonsense. Even if all he had to say was bullshit and excuses, you would listen. You could even give him another chance. But that time, he didn't want that.

No, horrible wording, Bang Chan thought to himself. Of course he wanted another chance. He loved you so much that all he could think of, even when the alcohol was all over his brain and the members and staff were talking about the new comeback, was when he'd get another chance to see you. I'm still not over with all the work for today. Tomorrow we have rehearsals. The day after that we have recording. We probably have something to do later as well, but I can't recall what it is. I don't think I'll have the time this week.

Oh, that was one of the problems. Time. Or the lack of it for that matter. He'd always be late for dinner and would always miss breakfast. In the beginning you thought it was understandable, although you never liked it. But as time went on, you felt you were dating a ghost: the only thing that guaranteed you had a boyfriend was the same old message he would sent you before any date. "Won't be able to make it. I'm sorry. I love you." After receiving so many texts like this in the spam of the last six months, you started to doubt the last two sentences.

But he was sorry. And he loved you. He was planning on how he could show you this now. Maybe he should buy you flowers. You've always liked it, you felt as it was romantic. But there's nothing romantic in excuses that hold no regret. Your words, not his. Won't buy flowers. Yeah, he'd already tried that one before.

Maybe he should take you out. A real date. He'd show up this time, he was sure of it. But would you? He remembers the episode of last week. He showed up after what felt like an eternity without seeing you. But you stood him up. At first he thought it was a little revenge. He would've deserved that if that was the case. But you weren't playing any games. You had just given up. How can you call it a date if you don't look at my eyes throughout it, just because you're to worried a paparazzi will show up? You can't even bring yourself to hold my hand. He read the message you sent at least a hundred times, enough for him to know it by heart and for those words to follow him everywhere he goes. It was the last text you sent him.

He could've called. You would've picked up. He knew you were just looking for a reason to stay, though you had a million reasons to quit. But you still had faith. You still loved him. Right now you were probably looking at your ceiling with teary eyes, trying to make the worst seem better. He knew you that much, and he knew you well.

But he didn't know himself that well. He didn't know then that he was able to put his pride aside. He didn't know that you weren't looking for a grand gesture. He didn't know that he was enough. You just wanted him, and he wasn't able to give it to you. He should've called. But he didn't.

If he had called you, you would've heard him. You would've believed in whatever he had to say. You wouldn't be dating someone new. Someone who has time for you. Someone who gives you flowers without trying to use it as an apology. Someone who's not afraid of being seen with you and holds your hand. The things he could've been to have you by his side if he had tried a little more.

Yeah, he should've called.

Dividers by @cafekitsune

Feedback and reblogs are always appreciated!

[quailfence]

Finished Deltarune chapter 3, gonna play ch 4 tomorrow cos I think that's what Toby recommended? Anyway some random thoughts/emotions/theories below the cut, proper review to come when I've finished chapter 4 it turned into a proper review lol

(also no ch 4 spoilers in replies/reblogs pls!)

Is the knight thing that took Toriel Dess? Or maybe Rudy? Not super likely and mostly based on the horns + I was randomly thinking about Noelle when they turned up

Also, weird that Noelle seems not to have been mentioned at all in this chapter - wonder if that's a consequence of Toby having to write around Snowgrave, but trying to work around diverging routes by ignoring them isn't Toby's style

Also Undyne!! The music when she turned up didn't sound like her at first but it became more familiar as it went on, not sure what it's reminding me of

Speaking of music, even if you didn't know the Word Of Toby saying that Mike was part of Spamton's backstory, Tenna's boss music (+ also the 'heart on a string' in one of the boss minigames) makes it really obvious that him and Spamton are connected

Overall Tenna seems like a combination of Mettaton and Spamton, I think I like him but I'm not super obsessed with him - can easily see why someone(/Tumblr) could tho

His boss fight was HARD, easily took half a dozen tries i think

The cooking/serving minigame was also really tough, took me like 4 or 5 tries and even then only by the skin of my teeth, mostly cos I kept getting the controls mixed up

Reappearance in Tenna boss fight was super easy though, by far the easiest of the minigames in that fight

Rhythm game was also fun and pretty easy, took me like two tries. I wanna look up the lyrics to the song cos the little I caught was a wild mix of silly and serious

I guess this is turning into a review so quick speed round of the things I didn't like:

I was probably kinda getting my hopes up but I wish Elnina/Lanino/Rouxles had stayed together

The format of boards 1 and 2 wasn't bad per se but it was kinda weird and it was a relief to go back to something more normal for 3 - do like how it furthered the Themes tho, in particular I'm thinking of the bit where everyone swaps controllers and so Kris (and by extension, the player) is controlling someone else/someone else is controlling Kris

Also there really needs to be save points in them - my laptop died right after my first attempt at the rhythm game so I had to replay the whole of board 2

aaaand finally Toby isn't really the kind of guy who would do this + as I said I do like the character but it sorta seems like Tenna is trying to recapture Spamton's popularity? Though now that I've written that down it kinda seems like it might be the case in-universe/there's some other in-universe explanation for that but idk if/how much it'll ever come up in game

Okay back to speculation/positivity but I kinda get the vibe that Ralsei isn't gonna be a player character in chapter 4, mainly from the trailer bit + something about the end bit in the LIght World? IDK how to explain it

Oh yeah I think I'll have to rewatch the ending cutscne (specifically Susie's speech to Tenna) cos my audio cut out for some of it + when trying to fix that I accidentally skipped a few textboxes

aaaand addressing the beginning at the end - the start hit me with Susie/Ralsei feels (note to self, reblog some art of them when I'm done with chapter 4), but I was also hit with Ralsei/Susie/Kris feels which suprised me cos I wasn't into the ship from ch 1+2 and yet all of a sudden I was?? not complaining tho, new ship acquired I guess lol

I don't think I ship it as a triad tho, I think Susie dates Kris and Ralsei and Ralsei has an unrequited crush on Kris

Other ships aquired: Rouxles/Westherpeople (as mentioned above), Tenna/Mettaton, maybe Tenna/Spamton

OH YEAH Rouxles is confirmed bi and poly, happy pride

Also one of the quizzes confimed Kris' last name as Dreemur, before I was one of the "well it's not explicitly stated" people but now that it has been I'm now wondering why I thought that/why their AO3 canonical isn't listed as that? Either way that tag's gonna have to be updated

I think the secret boss was found by sailing for a really long time to the left and up in board 2, and Susie might be the victim of this chpater's Weird Rout if there is one (due to the aftermentioned contoller swapping), but otherwise I have No Idea who/what they might be I wouldn't be very surprised if I'm wrong

uhhh I guess that's it, see you tomorrow or the day after for chapter 4 yelling

[olderthannetfic]

oh man sorry OTNF when I sent in that original 'pride flag war' ask I just wanted to share my pettiness and amuse you guys, not inspire another round of this debate. Especially not one that seems so... removed from what's actually going on, I guess? My country only recently (22/23) passed a marriage equality law and there's been a few incidents (like (rainbow) flag burning and violence) that could've been either continuing intolerance or pushback and which contributed to my decision. I'm still in the 'questioning queer' phase so the flag was/is the first & only piece of rainbow merch I own(ed). And yes, buying it & putting it on display was a move made to antagonise, but only after a good long think about whether we could afford to antagonise the neighbourhood in such a manner and what would the possibly consequences be.

It's actually been really amusing reading various responses (I love all the assumptions about me and my motives!) but I'm also procrastinating as hell because I should be putting the finishing touches on my thesis instead -- I'm finally handing it in tomorrow! (Wish me luck, everybody!)

... Damn it's hard to look away tho...

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*snickering*

I keep having to turn my queue down slow so I can ignore tumblr for a few days and get work done.

[official-lauchzwiebel]

SPOILERS FOR THE FIRST TWO EPISODES OF GOOD OMENS SEASON 2.

Semi-coherent jumbled thoughts after watching the first two episodes:

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The opening. This is what i saw on some bingo cards but that i certainly did not have on mine.

Crowley -- (or whatever his angel name was) he's so proud and joyful and --

Very immersed in his work and Azirphale is so adoring and glad to help

-the LOOK on his face when crowley called his creation beautiful. And how his smile fell when he realised what crowley was talking about.

The advice. The cut.

THE WING SHELTER PARALLEL.

i am losing it. God.

There is so much happening ngl

MAGGIE!! YOU GO GIRL!! (i feel you sweetheart.)

Jim's appearance. Work. Y'all better keep an eye on the flies.

Uriel's and Michael's passive aggressiveness. (Me from the sidelines: rip each other to shreds!)

HELLO!!! MURIEL!!! IN PLAID AND KILT! (foreshadowing much?)

GOOD OLD FASHIONED LOVER BOY. MY PRAYERS HAVE BEEN ANSWERED. THANK YOU.

The argument the break up

The lightning bolt (same) the aur naur we're stuck together what do we do.

beelzebub's appearance - 'oh this old thing?'

Not sure how i feel about nina's partner. Excited to learn more about her.

THE FUCKING. APOLOGY DANCE. WHAT IN. I AM LOSING MY MIND I WAS SCREECHING THE HOUSE DOWN.

'Together'. I am Fine.

Work.

The cut from 'we did well' to alarms blaring in heaven. Comedy.

Job's minisode. I. The characterization. The details. The understanding. The joy. The lie(s). The tears. (My heart broke! Lol!) I might need a few business days to process that.

No words left i cannot form coherent sentences about this minisode and all it gave us yet. Bravo tho.

Everyday!!!! It's a getting closer!!!!

Jane austen? A woman of many talents it seems. Loved the inclusion of the first line of p&p (foreshadowing?).

Rain and canopy? Cotillon ball? Why not both? (Aka Pride and Prejudice 2005)

Aww poor maggie :( i get u girlie.

Yeahhh baby the wheelchair ramp!!

Aziraphale bestie. What a save. Good luck in your endeavour.

A Clue! Please feature a clue boardgame at least once. The references (red herring and the like) make so much more sense now. Excited to see how Private Detective Aziraphale (with unforeseen art skills) will deal with all this and investigate.

PLEASEEEEE THE CAR. YOU KNOW HOW MUCH IT MEANS TO CROWLEY PLEASE. OUR CAR. I AM GOING FERAL. DOES ANYBODY WANT ANYTHING.

Roadtrip to e. Next! I hope!

Lots of thoughts. Head full yet empty (just like jim). Time for sleep.

Until tomorrow! (SO excited!!)

[iamthecomet]

Hoot!

(Finally replying, heh)

I honestly really hope that the meds will work too. I‘ll keep on taking the same ones I take now and take the other ones in addition, but they actually benefit? each other (as in, both probably will work better when taken together)

I‘ll most likely start tomorrow, but it will take 4-6 weeks for them to actually make something change. And also my symptoms of like dizziness and headaches will likely get worse at the beginning (this will get better over time tho)

They can also make you feel more suicidal in the beginning (which is because they make you more aware, including more aware of problems) but that also gets better after those 4-6 weeks when the actual effects set in (the new one is a kind of antidepressant)

So like, I’m pretty nervous about that

Yeah, going outside is pretty good but also hella hard to do. Sometimes my friends manage to drag me along, which I very much appreciate (they also need to go slower when we go somewhere by bike because of me, but they do that without ever complaining, for which I’m very thankful).

And you‘re so right. In the past, I’ve sometimes not treated them very kindly because of my insecurities and how I’m scared of being a burden, which is also why I isolate myself a lot, but whenever I feel a little less bad they always welcome me with open arms (they‘re also the reason I can watch movies/series, because 2 of them are so aware of my phobias that they will make me feel safe whenever something triggering happens. It’s literally so damn good, because when I’m watching with them, I can actually enjoy watching without being constantly scared that something triggering could possibly happen)

Also seriously, the way one of them immediately offers her hand for me to squeeze while simultaneously covering my eyes is just the sweetest thing ever

But like, there are other good news I think!

I‘ve been thinking about using a cane for at least months now. I sometimes feel very dizzy, to the point of pre-syncope (even though I never actually fainted before) and especially in the past few days, I feel even more unstable when walking than I usually do. I‘m very scared to go outside, especially on my own and just really don‘t feel safe. And especially during disability pride month, people where explaining what mobility aids can be helpful for what, and dizziness was often mentioned for canes.

And I honestly really think that it would help me a lot, and give me a sense of standing/walking more safely.

I always wanted to wait because I was/am scared that I’m just telling myself all that because I want a cane to get attention.

But my dear ex roommate (and one of the sweetest people alive) actually was like “well if you‘d benefit from it, who cares even if would be partly for attention? What about attention is so bad?“

And I think that they are very right. (They also added that canes do look cool as hell and they are also very right about that. I cannot wait to put stickers all over mine if I actually get one)

So on the next appointment I’ll have with my doctor, I’ll ask her if I can get a prescription for a cane.

Oh god, this got long again. Sorry about that

At least it included a lot of (pretty) positive things I think

At least for me, engaging a lot in fandom content helped me with my post-Ritual depression (as far as it was related to that cause I got regular depression going on as well xD)

But it seems like you‘ve been doing that /pos

~ @owlishanon

Finally digging this out of my drafts SORRY! ♥ I'm so glad things have been looking up! I hope that your meds aren't too hard on you during the adjustment period, and that your side effects are minimal. I'm glad you're friends have been so supportive, and are so good to you. I've probably already said it, but real friends are going to be there for you no matter what--they love all of you (even the not as fun parts) and I'm glad you have some like that. I'm with your ex-roomate on the cane stuff. If it's going to help you, you should do it. Who cares what other people think. If it makes you feel safer, more stable, you shouldn't hesitate to get one. I hope that your conversation with your Dr. about it goes well and you can get one and that it helps! Lots of love to you, I hope things are still going well!

[clippedwingsmuses]

ooc: new ooc icons are still a wip but!! i thought i'd go ahead and show what i've got cooked up so far! i think i'm going to use these as the basis for all of my icons on this blog, cause i'm kinda attached to the design to be honest, but i'm considering making the main square a little bit smaller so i might have to widen the icon itself (theyre supposed to be 50x50 but tumblr is making them bigger even tho ive got icons with the same dimensions...........)

i've done a lot of rambling for this post, so i'm going to be putting all of the extra info i have typed out under the cut! (extra info includes some fun facts about these icons, new muses i'm bringing to the blog, the status of my icon making, etc.)

first off, yes i'm using song lyrics for these icons; i'm gonna try to make the icons have song lyrics from their theme songs that i picked out (which includes my icons, the lyrics are from nothing by catie turner bc its a song that i resonate with a lot)

and yes im also using pride flags for these icons!! the amount of pride flags may fluctuate based on my character headcanons, so the amount will vary between just 2 and all 4 of them; the flags in my icon in particular, in order (top to bottom), are transmasc, boyflux, uranic, and the 2019 polyamorous flag

anyways, i'm going to work on the rest of my ooc icons tomorrow! i will also get to work on editing all of my character icons...... it's going to be a hellish process (primarily because surge and twilight have well over 150 icons i'll have to re-edit) but that's the joy of running a multimuse is icon making lol, and i kind of miss doing it

my main 4 characters (kieran, kitsunami, wanderer, & kokichi) will have their icons done first since they are priority characters. i will slowly work on everyone else's icons as i go. all of my muses will still be available! they will just be iconless for the time being

i'll be using a mix of my old icons and new icons until all of the new icons are done (old icons will be used if that character's new icons aren't done yet) and all of my new muses will get the new icon style right away!

with that being said, i want to announce the new muses here since i haven't made a proper post about it (or i deleted it lol); the brand new muses i am bringing to this blog include rose quartz (and pink diamond), lapis lazuli, boyfriend, and kinitoPET!

additionally, i have taken a look at my considerations list and i have decided that i will officially be bringing puss in boots, discord, and bonnie to the blog! the newest muse up for me to consider is amethyst, so she has been added to the list in replacement of the others that i'm officially taking on or removing

speaking of removals, i've decided to remove mordecai and mystery from my considerations entirely, as i cannot effectively play them until i fully invest myself in learning their lore in its entirety (i was planning to play them primarily based on just the lackadaisy pilot and the msa episodes, but that's not the best course of action i can take right now)

so yeah, i think i'm finally done rambling now! with all that being said, i am 100% going to be active tomorrow! as always, every meme in my memes tag is open to be sent to the askbox, and i'll work on responding to roleplays or sending out unprompted/meme things inbetween my icon making (based on whoever is active), so i'll see you guys tomorrow! (after i finish my daily artfight attack ofc lol)

[coochiecowgirl]

My work schedule is going to change starting next week so I’ll be working Tuesday-Friday and have Saturday-Monday off. I’m working 5 days this week and tomorrow is my actual Friday and I’m so glad I get a 3 days weekend after this instead of the 2 days I’ve been getting. I need to sleep for 16 hours.

Also I’m in a volleyball league with some people and we had our first game last night and at one point the ball smacked me right in the face, but it bounced off and my teammates played off it and I don’t remember who ended up scoring after the volley but it was hilarious that the ball bouncing off my face was considered to be in the play. I wish there was a video of it lmao.

Tonight I went to a union meeting since my coworkers are very interested is joining one and right now we’re just looking to get more people interested/involved but it felt good and seems promising and I hope we are able to unionize. Since we’re a non-profit all of the head people’s wages are public and I found out the CEO got a bonus last year that is the amount I make in one year, which is wild. I get that our funding comes from donations and the government and whatnot so it’s in flux and blah blah blah but we all know we could be getting paid more and feeling less stressed about the work we’re doing. Healthcare is rough. I feel like everyone working in healthcare should be part of a union tbh.

I also had my 6 month review (one month late) with my new manager and she said I’m doing really well and that my attention to detail is great, so that felt good to hear. I know I’m fucking good at my job. I take pride in my work. And I also get my shit done so I’m not letting my coworkers down. But some people just don’t wanna put in the effort of doing anything, which sucks, but every job has those people.

Idk where I’m going in my life. Idk how long I’ll work at this place. But I do like my job and I like most of the people I work with. So it’s fine for now and I’ll see where it takes me. Maybe some day I’ll be a manager and make more money or something. I literally have the rest of my life to figure out what I want to do and this job pays the bills (even tho I’m still struggling lol), so even though I’d be happier not working I’m glad I have a job and a roof over my head and good roommates and good cats.

[ratilyn]

Holy shit have I got a surprise for past me. I'm now in uni which I wanted to quit this week but I got through it so easily, all I had to do was swallow my pride and anxiety and ask for some God damn help and now im excelling at it. I'm studying music production and song writing and I'm better at it than I thought. I'm coming up 9 months sober and my shifts at work have changed due to my studying so now I start early and finish early and this was all possible because I finally got my licence a month ago right before my birthday! I also saw my dad for my birthday for the first time in 5 years! And my whole family sat down and had dinner for my birthday and my dad, step mum, step sister and her fiance met my boyfriend which was incredible! They love him! I'm just so happy. I've been struggling emotionally this last week But yesterday and today have been so fucking good. And today a girl in my class who came all the way from America asked me if I'd like to study with her and some others in my class tomorrow outside of uni so I think that means I'm gonna have a few more friends!!! And once I get properly settled (even tho it's already half way thru the trimester) I'm gonna go on road trips with my two best friends and start seeing them more!!! We've been talking about all these road trips since high school and it's finally gonna happen! Then in a month my boyfriend of 2+ years and I are gonna go up to Darwin to see my dad! And then I'm gonna see my friends up there too! Everything is happening and it's so scary and exhausting but I'm so fucking excited! I've left a lot out because my mind is racing with excitement but I'm in such a fucking good place at the moment. My own house, my own car, I'm studying what I've dreamt of becoming since I can remember. I'm on my way to making my own music very soon and becoming who I know I'm supposed to be. I'm happier than ever ((: I am so fucking proud of myself. Everything I've been through as a teenager was fucking worth it. And my mum and i, the woman i swore id never see again after i left home, we're so close now. I almost lost myself but I made it out. I fucking made it!!!

[hobbitunderthemountain]

i came out to some coworkers today as ace which was uh interesting idk if it registered to them on any level but our design team was asked to make a pride vers of our logo for june (WE’RE ALREADY GEARING UP FOR PRIDE LOL) and i was working on stuff so the dude who sits next to me was like ‘oh i can do it I already have the logo files on my computer’ so I was like ‘sure ok’ cause i had a million other things and i wasn’t gonna fight for one more on top of it 

as he was putting his finishing touches on it I mentioned ‘huh I wonder if [our HR lady] would want to do different versions for different pride flags’ and other dude is like ‘wait there are other pride flags?’ so i was like ‘yES’ and googled like trans/pan/bi flags and inevitably ace came up and i was like asexual is me!! and i love these colors too hey!! and then realized as the words left my mouth ‘oh huh.... so that happened...’ 

[yanderelovlies]

I mean- giving Bo head and him pounding you aint a bad idea tho 👀 if you dont mind ofc- take ur time gurl

god i want Bo to breed me lowkey........anyway i got you love

🔪THIS FIC IS 18+ AGELESS AND BLANK BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED 🔪

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You've learned many things while sleeping with Bo, and one of them was to always make sure you were not going into work the next day when you wanted to suck on his dick. Something about the act drove him feral, and by the end of it you could barely move. Since you had tomorrow off you decided on your way home that you didn't want to walk tomorrow either.

Walking into your apartment you see bo sitting on the couch, head tilted back as soft snores come from him. Ah he was asleep���even better.

You quietly put your things down then snuck your way to him. Once in front of him you got down on your knees so you were staring hungrily at his dick straight on.  No longer able to wait, you undone his pants, and pulled both his pants and boxers down allowing his semi hard cock come out. He must be dreaming of you…might as well make it a reality. You began by kissing up his shaft till you got to the tip.  You then licked down his shaft continuing the process till his dick was fully hard. 

Since Bo has always been too big for you to handle on your own you slowly took what you could in your mouth, and once you started a pace you had a hand come up and wrap around what you couldnt fit. You could hear the whines that left him as he shifted a bit as your pace began to pick up.You could feel pride bubble in your chest knowing that you were making me like this, but that was slightly replaced by fear when you felt something on the back of your head pushing it down making you take more of him in your mouth.

“A-aah! Puppy….i need to feel more of you.”

You relaxed realizing it was just Bo finally waking up from your mistrastions. You scooted up closer to him, your hands finding themselves gripping on to his jeans as you head came closer and closer to his hips, and his further further down your sweet tight throat. You felt the hand on the back of your head grab a fist full of your hair. Using that grip to pull you off his cock, looking up at him. His usual cheery demeanor no longer visible as pure lust, and need took over.

“Couldn't wait huh puppy….You needed a good fucking that bad?”

You whimpered as you nodded your head the best you could. Bo smirked down at you pleased by how truthful you were.

“Dont worry puppy……Ill fuck you so hard you wont be able to THINK of anything else.”

He kept that promise that night. Once your mouth was around his dick again he used his grip on your hair to move at a pace he wanted. Sometimes he would keep your face squished to his pelvis, while his cock was down your throat. It felt so nice to have his dick wrapped around your warm tight throat. He would pull you off to allow you to breath for a bit before face fucking you once again. 

“G-God puppy! Your throat is so fucking..t-tight!”

“Im gonna..paint you white…so everyone knows who..you belong to!”

“Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!”

Due to his knot he can't cum down your pretty throat like he wants to, but that just makes him quick to take you off his cock, into his arms, and throw you onto your bed. He takes off his clothes on his way to you, then all but rips off your clothes throwing them somewhere.

“I'm gonna fill you up so much puppy!” 

he takes his dick and lines it up with your entrance slowly pushing himself into you.

“We are gonna have so many litters after this.”  

This was the last time he was soft with you that night . Once he was fully seated in you he fully pulled himself out once again before slamming into you making you back arch moaning his name. His long thick cock hitting every sweet spot with every thrust making you see stars. You could hear the bed creak and crack with each powerful thrust. He was making sure to fuck you into the bed. Making sure you will only be thinking about him.making sure you NEED him. 

“F-fuck take it! Take it all, p-puppy!”

“I-I can't wait to see you full with my pups.”

“F-ffuuucck!...so tightttttt.”

When you started to feel like you were ready to cum Bo stops making you cry out.

“N-now now…be patient puppy…you might like this.”

Bo moves back a bit before grabbing the back of your knees, and folds you in half. Once he enters you again you could feel every inch until it hit your cervix. Tears began to stream down your face as he began thrusting into you again. As each thrust became harder and more rough you could feel your eyes cross, and tongue hang out as drool dripped down and slid between your bodies. As he watched the drool go down he noticed a bulge in your stomach right where his dick would be. He pressed down on the bulge making you squirm, arch your back, and moan loudly.

“God look at you….already a slut for my cock.”

“Your insides will be in the shape of my cock. Now and forever!”

As much as he would love to keep this going he needs to cum in you so bad. He NEEDED to see you full of his cum. Full of his pups. Full of HIM. Not long after that his thrust became quicker and sloppier and his hand reached between your bodies rubbing sloppy circles on your clit.

“Cum with me p-puppy Cum…With…MMMEEEE”

Feeling his knot inside you causing white hot pleasure to course through you as you could feel yourself cum alongside him.

Bo collapsed on top of you still buried inside you due to his knot. You couldn't feel anything but the pleasure still coursing through your veins. This was exactly what you needed, and it made you excited for the next 10 rounds of that night.

[bring-forth-your-justice]

Hiii !! I saw ur bsd request so if its okay can i request an Chuuya x reader where reader couldnt sleep tho they just went to the grocery store it was almost 3am but then they got attacked by an ennemy and chuuya saves them since reader is just a normal civil ♡♡

*Me deciding to write this at 1 am* I think I made this a little too comical at the start just cuz I’m laughing at my own inability to sleep… ever. The tone does shift slightly but overall it's not too jarring

I definitely took the request and ran with it so I hope it’s still to your liking even if it went in a slightly different direction anon!.

TW// Blood and violence

Word Count: 3.5k (yea idk why it became so long either)

Staring up at your darkened ceiling you wondered how the youtube video that prided itself in the title, “By the end of this video you’re guaranteed to be asleep!” failed in its one and only purpose. 

It was 3 am.

You had work tomorrow and you had counted about 137 sheep by now, not feeling any less tired than when you started. If anything you were getting antsier. You switched your sleeping position for the 30th time, hoping this one would change quite possibly anything about your current disposition. Yet, of course, nothing. 

So you got up, and in a fit of annoyance, you threw your teddy across the bedroom. You motioned to decapitate the other when you paused and recollected yourself. 

It was definitely the lack of sleep that was making you adapt your boyfriend’s mannerisms. 

His tendency to throw fits when things wouldn’t go his way was something you may have accidentally picked up. Realizing this, you hurriedly made the decision to go wash up and collect yourself before you began to copy his murderous stages in his fits. 

~~~~~~

You ended up wandering into your kitchen somehow. The lack of sleep was clearly affecting you because it felt as though you were periodically blacking out. While you showed some concern about this fact, you figured you would be fine when you got something in your system. Perhaps the hunger ate away at your capability to sleep peacefully.

The moonlight filtered into the room through the brief cracks in the blinds, creating subtle arrays. If only the tranquility of the room would aid in your endeavor to gain some respite.  

“Milk… yea… warm milk might do the trick.” You mumbled to yourself as you flicked on your kitchen lights and ushured out the dim moonlight. Trudging slowly towards your fridge you noticed the quaint roses that sat beautifully on the island. 

They were from your aforementioned boyfriend, Chuuya Nakahara. 

The previous comments regarding him would cause someone to have a mental image of a crazy, and possibly lethal, person. While they would be partially correct, he was more like a shouting pomeranian, a really sweet and loving one. He thought of you constantly and would check up frequently, especially since his work kept him away from you quite often. 

Actually, he had called around 1 am to make sure you had put away your work and gone to sleep. He really cared about you and truthfully it was endearing but you wished he worried about himself too. He was obviously calling you at 1 am so he wasn’t getting much sleep either. You brought up your concern to him softly. Turns out he was on a stakeout mission and would most likely be unable to sleep. 

Ironic, really. 

You weren’t doing anything and yet you couldn’t sleep either. Must’ve been a soulmate, string-tying-your-sleep-schedule-together thing. Next he comes over, you’re going to treat him to some princess-styled pampering. He really needs a break.

After adding some water to the rose pot, you returned to your previous mission. Just because you were in discomfort and dying internally did not mean the flowers deserved the same treatment.  

Opening the fridge you were greeted to the sight of nothing. 

There was no milk. 

And suddenly, you could really care less if you took after your boyfriend. 

~~~~~

With sleep deprivation fueling any and all organs in your body, you made your way to the local grocery store. You groaned slightly at the wind that tickled your body even though the light jacket you wore. It wasn’t cold by any means but the wind at the dark of night always felt sharper, as if warning everyone to be alert.

Chuuya always warned you against going outside at night. It was an obvious thing to be wary of, yet it was something deserving of more concern in Yokohama. 

The city itself was riddled with crime and destruction. It was especially dangerous for those without abilities of their own. With no method of self-defense, at night, the streets became wolves prowling around, hungry for their next victim. And oh were there a surplus of potential victims to be found in Yokohama. You just had to be careful to not be one of them. 

Typically, you would heed Chuuya’s warnings, he practically knew Yokohama’s underbelly like the back of his hand. But the grocery wasn’t too great of a distance away from your apartment, and the walk to it was already feeding into your senses; clearing your mind. You figured the recent stress from your work may have subconsciously been pricking at your ability to sleep. 

If you were quick about it, there really wouldn’t be any need for concern. Plus you were doing your best to be keenly aware of your surroundings. Any sound that echoed through the streets had you quickening your pace and checking yourself, particularly regarding the location of your wallet and phone. 

You would be fine, sure you had no ability but that didn’t mean you were stupid. If anything, living in a city like this had caused you to pick up some tricks here and there. 

Chuuya himself had a powerful ability, and sometimes you would be lying if you said you didn’t want one like it. With his ability, no one could really touch him, or you for that matter - should you be with him. 

Although he wasn’t particularly a fan of that idea. The thought of someone using you as a possible leverage against him left him in a cold sweat. That was the last thing he wanted; his position putting you in danger.

Thinking of your boyfriend’s constantly anxious character when it came to you made your mood shift to one a little more bitter. He’d lost enough in his life, he shouldn’t have to worry about you being another person he’d lose. You would make sure of that.

Your thoughts returned to your surroundings and your destination. You figured you could pick up some supplies to cook up something for Chuuya too while at the store. 

It was a win-win situation, you thought. And with that, plus a slight cheer in your step, you quickly made your way to the grocery. 

~~~~~~

‘All right, that should be it.’ You thought to yourself as you walked out of the mart. The wind was the same as before; scraping your cheek the moment you faced its direction. 

‘Tonight had no reason to be this cruel.’ 

It really was. 

An hour of sleep was all you asked for, and instead, you got handed a side mission to get food. But hopefully, it would be the last thing you needed to catch some sleep.

“Chuuya I hope you’re getting more sleep than me, even if it’s a power nap.” You mumbled into the night with your head facing the stars in fatigue. At the very least, you exhausted a lot of your energy, feeling more ready for sleep now than 2 hours ago. 

You traded the receipt in your hand with your apartment keys in your pocket. The small jingle they made was the only sound heard in the vacant parking lot of the grocery, even the register in the store was as silent as a ghost.   

That all-consuming silence did feel a bit odd. 

A chill went up your spine as you slowly registered the eeriness of the night. It was a feeling akin to being stuck at a graveyard at a time you knew you shouldn’t be there, or rather, you weren’t wanted there. 

“Um excuse me miss-” 

CLANG

The groceries you held were scattered on the ground, some rolling a brief distance before stopping. The voice of the employee had left you a bit more than just ‘frightened’. Perhaps the fact you were so vulnerable was playing up your nerves to a degree you couldn’t possibly calm them; thus, resulting in your current predicament.  

Still shaken from the sudden appearance of the employee, you bent down to grab the dropped products. You noticed another hand helping you; it was the employee. 

“Ha, you’re lucky there wasn’t any glass in there huh-” He seemed young, maybe around your age. He appeared energetic, even in the dead of night with presumably no sleep. He was the only one working the night shift too, you truly sympathized.

“Y-yea, looks like that’s the only lucky thing to happen tonight..”

“My apologies for startling you miss, that wasn’t exactly my intention.” He handed you the last product which you promptly put back in your bag, awkwardly shifting away in an attempt to end the conversation and go home. It felt as though you had already lost two lives in that scare alone, you might as well run home now and preserve the last one. 

Besides, the fact that the boy had snuck up on you without making a single sound in the already stilled night was a tad unnerving. 

“You seem really tense miss, something wrong?” He seemed to shift closer to you, possibly in concern. Yet, the dullness in his eyes had your hand twitching; the jingle of your keys serving as a reminder of where you had to be.

“Ah- you know it's just late and I don’t think anyone could particularly say being alone at night is something you can do while being carefree. Um was there something-”

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

“Uh- what does-”

“Where is he?”

“H-huh..?” 

Your heartbeat filled the void left by the lack of noise in the night. Suddenly, you weren’t just shaking because of the salient winds. 

There was a swift motion in front of you; blurred by your panicked eyes and the speed at which it took place. He stood there, more or less emotionless, whereas your eyes were as wide as plates, staring back at him in horror.

“UCK-!!”   

You dropped down to your knees, clutching your stomach. That warm feeling that filtered out from your body left you cold; the sound of your heartbeat slowly disorienting you.

It was blood, you were bleeding. 

The boy threw a dagger your way, so fast you had no time to process what he had done. If you were shaking before, you were certainly incapable of stability in your current condition. You weren't even sure if you were capable of vocalizing a coherent sentence right now; your voice felt like a dimmed candle, barely heating its radius.

“Wh…wh-y..” You managed to croak out, wincing at the pain simply talking caused you. 

“Eye for an eye. Isn’t that how it works?” His head shifted its weight onto one side as if he was questioning you. Yet there was barely any sign of human emotion in his eyes. He began walking towards you, the sounds of his steps echoing in the barren lot. 

You couldn’t move your head up to look at him, so you had to settle for the sight of his feet making their way over to you. 

‘Badum Badum Badum’

If he didn’t finish you first, your incessant heartbeat would. 

Even with your eyes a little clouded, they stayed locked on the feet of the boy who appeared less lethal than he was. His feet stopped before you. The feeling of his ominously desolate eyes staring you down wasn’t something you could miss. With fear locking you into place, you couldn’t move to look him in the eyes. 

It was then he knelt down to look you in the eyes instead. Being able to fully inspect him now, you realized, his eyes weren’t dull. 

No not at all.

They were simply so full, full of unbridled fury that it was hard to pinpoint anything else in his eyes. That far-off look was just a mask for whatever he held underneath. And what was held underneath was hatred, and for you, it seemed. 

“Quite the catch you got. That boyfriend of yours I mean.” He brought a second dagger next to your cheek. The tip threatened to cut you should you move, and with how much you were shaking, it had already pricked you.

“That Port Mafia bitch cut down my brother not long back, and the law of equivalent exchange states that to obtain something, something of equal value must be lost. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if I followed through with what he started.”

Ah yes, the Port Mafia. 

It was hard to ignore what Chuuya did, who he had to cut down, and how his actions affected others. After all, you considered his sins to be yours the moment you gave your heart to him. His work wasn’t something you couldn’t change about him, it was something you accepted was a part of him. You loved Chuuya, he was deserving of your love. And so, you were willing to pay for any sins he committed, because, at the end of the day, you wanted him to have peace...

“Being an assassin has its perks you know. I’ve been silently watching you and waiting for this perfect moment. Once you’re dead, I’ll give him your body in the same condition my brother’s- URK-!”   

...But for Chuuya to have peace, you knew you couldn’t die. 

Mustering all the strength in your body, you swung your keys at him as fast as you could. The keys left a gash on his neck, one which he was clutching with his hands now. The only opportunity you would have to escape with his hands now preoccupied.

You quickly made space between the two of you and ran as fast as you could, stumbling slightly as you got up. The groceries were discarded the moment you got up, they would only slow you down. 

Your pace was bad and your vision was even worse. 

You knew he would find you if you even tried running off in the direction of your home. Although an alleyway was the worst place to go, it was the only place that was close in proximity and provided coverage from the streetlights. 

There was no way you could run anymore. You’d lost enough blood by the time you found an obscure corner to slump down on in the alleyway. The dagger was the only thing holding back the rest of your blood from escaping your body, and it still wasn’t enough. 

The heartbeat in your ears dimmed down to the point you could finally hear the quiet of the night, but you weren’t sure that that was a good sign. Your hands felt cold and weak, but still, you moved to grab your phone from your pocket and called the only person you thought could save you.

“Ch-chu..ya..” 

The ringer continued to resonate in your ear. Not knowing how long your hand would have the strength to hold onto the phone, you prayed he would pick up soon. 

Your hope of him being with you seemed to dwindle with each ring, until finally, a sound. 

“Y/N-!”

Although you could barely move or feel anything, your head still turned to that warm voice you knew and loved. With the phone still ringing for him, there he was, running to you. You weren’t sure if the lack of blood was making you see things too, but you really hoped that was him, even if it felt impossible.

“Chuuya… y-you came..” He got to you in the blink of an eye. Particularly since your blinks were becoming just as slurred as your voice. You felt his arms wrap around you, gently lifting you up off the ground. 

“Of course I would- Hold on, shit-! I’m so sorry, let’s get you patched up quick, just- just hold on okay?! Please, please..”

“Don’t… worry.. I won’t .. leave you..” Before you lost consciousness, you felt his lips graze the top of your head, alongside a drop of what felt like rain. 

His grip on you tightened as you let go of your consciousness. 

You were in safe hands now so you could finally rest easy.

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When you next awoke, it was to the sound of repeated beeps and the hushed murmurs of nearby staff. It was the hospital. Your head turned to look at the heartbeat monitor which had wires that trailed back to your body.

‘Well that explains the beeping- good to know I’m alive at least.’ 

While the beeping was the first thing you took note of, you paid extra attention to the red-headed man resting his head in the space next to your legs. 

‘Looks like it wasn’t a dream then..’ You reflected as you hung your head back, snug against the pillow. 

Truthfully, when Chuuya appeared before you, you’d thought you were seeing things. After all, you had just called him seconds prior, but here he was, resting rather peacefully next to you. 

So he had come for you. 

The moment you attempted to move your torso in order to reach him, an excruciating electrical current shot through you, forcing you back to your original position. Your shuffling woke up your resting visitor as you continued to wince in pain. 

“Y-y/n-! Let me go get the nurse-” Chuuya shot up, as though he wasn’t just resting just seconds ago. Even through your hazy gaze the panic and frustration on his face was something even a blind person could see. 

It had been some time since you had last seen him this way, and you couldn’t help but feel a tinge of sadness. He was panicked.

 “Chuuya wait! Please stay..” You spoke breathlessly, it felt as though you were slowly drained of all your energy the moment you awoke.

You tried to move your hand to grab him, but all you could muster was a hapless imitation. He stopped before he could grab the door and carefully, he turned back to face you. His eyes were flushed and his head lacked that oh-so-familiar fedora, so his hair ended up appearing messier than it would look any other day. 

Least to say, he looked as well-put together like a bride whose wedding plans all fell short. 

Even if it hurt, you chuckled anyway. A soft smile played on your lips as Chuuya nimbly took his place next to you, hesitant to make eye contact. This was the most quiet you’d seen Chuuya since the day he drank so much wine that he was passed out for a whole day. And again, you laughed, not letting your abdomen’s current condition restrain you. 

Now Chuuya was looking at you like you had grown another head. At that, you tried to collect yourself and finally speak to him.

“Chuu listen, I know you probably think what happened was your fault, but don’t blame yourself ok..? Look at me right now- I’m still alive, a little bruised up- but fine!” 

He looked as though he was angry, but you knew better. He was in pain. He was regretting everything and recalling every mistake that led to this outcome. 

Your eyebrows unconciously knit themselves together in disquitude. You turned your gaze away from him momentarily, reflecting, while he continued to stare at your absurdly white bed sheets. 

After a pause, you starting again. This time, more somber and raw in your tone.

“Thanks for saving me… I… I don’t know what would’ve happened had you not come in time- I mean I think I held up well enough right?” You turned back to him nervously chuckling. 

The air in the room was becoming more thick with the words Chuuya couldn’t say. The wait was intense but you just wanted him to say something. If anything, to know he was okay too. 

“It- I… I was done the mission.. I was going to come over to check up on you when I saw what the bastard had done … and I saw you running- I’m not done with him yet, he’ll get what he dished out tenfold but-” Chuuya paused. His head tilted up to finally meet your eyes. 

“I’m sorry..” 

He mouthed some words but each one was held back as if he was unable to pick what he wanted to say most. So you began to say what you knew you had to express.

“Truthfully, Chuuya- I.. I was so scared. Everything feels like a haze right now because it felt like a horrible nightmare. I don’t want to think about it because I know if I do, I won’t stop shaking..” And now, your hand was quivering at the thought of the night prior. Chuuya’s gaze fell to your hands which he swiftly wrapped in his own, protecting them from everything that plagued your mind. 

“...I’m still scared… but I feel safe with you by me. I wasn’t going to let him take me down with him… because I want to be with you from now until forever.” 

Coming so close to death, you knew the words a person had to say before they regretted not saying them at all. It was better to express every weakness and strength, emotion and secret before everything fell down and all you were left with was the words you held tightly on the tip of your tongue.  

When Chuuya came and held you again, careful not to touch your wounds, the two of you took solace in the beating hearts of the other. Chuuya was scared to lose you, you could tell as much from his embrace. 

“I’ll always come for you.. I’ll always come and protect you. I promise that with everything I am.” 

And if he could read your touch - and you certainly wish he could - it would speak volumes of your love and trust for him. But most importantly, it would tell him; 

‘I’m not going anywhere.’

[honey-milk-depresso]

That Flower Shop in Mondstadt (Various Mondstadt Characters)

“Oh! Mr. Diluc!” Diluc comes to your flower boutique every morning to pick up new flowers to replace to freshen up his winery which was just next door to your boutique. You always wonder why such a wealthy man would wanna buy flowers from your plain, humble shop. He had all the money in the world to buy much more beautiful flowers from much more famous and luxurious flower boutiques, so why buy here? Well, you weren’t one to question him, and you didn’t mind him.

“Good morning,” he simply stated as he went back to looking at the flowers.

“Those windwheel asters....did they come in yesterday?”

“Yeah! My family is constantly harvesting flowers, and I’m trying my best to help them!”

Your family run a farm all the way back in Liyue where they not just sell flowers, but fruits and vegetables too. 

“Are you perhaps preparing for the Windblume Festival to take place? You sure have a loaded amount of it, as well as cecilias.”

“Well, I told them that and asked if they can import more of those flowers to, you know..”

“Economics.”

You giggled at his statement.

Your shop was at hot topic during the Windblume Festival. Not only were your flowers good quality, but they were cheap too, something you prided over your shop.

“Anyways, I would like to buy these windwheel asters.”

“Alright!”

After paying for his flowers, you greeted him.

“Hope you have a nice Windblume Festival, Diluc!”

It wasn’t visible, but his face was printed with a small smile on his delicate features.

“You too.”

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“Good afternoon, y/n!”

“Hi, y/n!”

“Jean! Barbara! Welcome!”

Jean and Barbara, the two beautiful sisters, would always come here to visit your boutique to check out new flowers and, of course check up on their best friend, you. Always in the early afternoon.

“So, y/n. What tea have you brewed today?”

“Some osmanthus tea.”

Your family love delivering herbs to you, just so you won’t miss the taste of home. You found that really sweet, and also a great opportunity to share this earthy tea to others not from Liyue.

“Ooh! Nice!”

You poured the tea into three teacups as the smell of the osmanthus tea wafted through the air which helped calm the atmosphere of the tranquil boutique.

“One for you and one for you.”

“Thanks y/n!”

“Thank you very much, y/n.”

“Hope you have a wonderful Windblume Festival!”

“You too!”

“Yeah!”

You three giggled.

“Cheers!”

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“See you got super excited over the Windblume decorations of your store, y/n!”

“Yes, hello Venti.”

The bard would come to your boutique randomly, but always in the afternoon. He likes coming to your boutique to talk about many things and he even offered to play some music for some “boutique jazz” is what he liked to call.

“Say, I like those turquoise and gold banners you have this year!”

“You don’t say?”

“Mhm! Anyways, do you still have some of that, ahem, osmanthus wine of yours your family is also well known for?~” he raised his eyebrows with that, oh so, suggestive smirk. He might be cute, but he was very much a mischievous bard.

“Yes, yes, I do,” you smiled and rolled your eyes, taking out the auburn bottle with a yellow gold and white label on it.

“Ahahahaha! Wonderful! As thanks, I’d like to invite you to be one of my pupils!”

Oh, you know this. He always does it every Windblume Festival where he would get people and teach people on how to write a good poem. Looks like you made pre-payment for a class you haven’t attend yet.

“Oh, no, I really shouldn’t! Ahehe...”

“Oh where’s the fun, y/n? It’ll be way more fun than last year! Promise!”

You sighed. That’s what he said every year. But you couldn’t resist thos adorable puppy eyes he was giving you. Ah, he’s lucky he’s cute.

“Alright, fine.”

“That’s the spirit, y/n! Meet you at five in the evening! Have a wonderful Windblume Festival!”

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“Albedo.”

“Y/n”

Albedo came here to buy your flowers and use them for experiements.

Sometimes he came with Sucrose but it looks like today he came alone.

“Any flowers you would like to buy?”

“Hmmm, yes. Those qinxings and wolfhooks over there.”

“Alright.”

As he finished paying, he asked you, “So, y/n. Have any plans for today’s Windblume Festival?”

“Oh, eh, yeah. Just recently. Venti asked me to participate in his poetry class,” you sighed.

He simply chuckled. “Well, that’s nice.”

He gave you an amber stone, on it, or more like inside it, was a cecilia.

“I was experimenting with minerals and in the process I made this. I found it quite beautiful, so I thought maybe I should give it to you for the Windblume Festival.”

You smiled softly. “Yeah, it really is beautiful. Thank you so much, Albedo!”

“You too!”

“Oh yeah, tell Sucrose I said hi!”

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“K-Kaeya??”

“Why if it isn’t the Lady Silk Flower herself, y/n!”

“Please stop calling me that...”

Kaeya was that flirtatious knight, as well as Diluc’s brother. He would always be at Diluc’s winery to drink together with Venti and Rosaria. He’s not really there to buy flowers, more so of your osmanthus wine you sold, but he’s not really a regular customer, nor was he a rare visitor. Usually in the evening. But as charming as he is, why did he want to learn poetry when he’s a natural at being a poetic and constructive flirter?

“Well, Venti, what do you say?”

“Deal!”

You groaned internally. Great, now there’s homework.

“So, Silk Flower, what are you going to be writing about?” Kaeya asked as he gave you a playful smirk.

As much as this guy was pulling at your nerves, you couldn’t help but swoon internally of how fine he looks. That damn knight.

“Love,” you said as your facial features remain stoic.

“Ahahaha! Oh you!”

There was a comfortable silence between the both of you.

“Why not tomorrow at seven in the evening I invite you over to the Dawn Winery? Hm?~ Don’t worry, the drinks are on me.”

“I don’t really drink, but, if you want, I can bring a bottle of my family’s osmanthus wine?” you offered.

He simply let out a soft chuckle before he used his hand and gently grab your chin and tilted you up to face him.

“I just want you, though.~”

You blushed a crimson red before you pushed him away. “Oh shush! You want my wine or not?!”

“Of course , of course!” he laughed

Geez.

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“Hm?”

“Surprise!”

Dawn Winery was filled with all the familiar faces. From Diluc to Sucrose and even Albedo was there, smiling.

“What’s going on?”

“It’s a thank you party of course!”

“Thank you party?”

“Yes,” now Diluc got your attention, “Before Windblume, I saw you working day in and out to import and export flowers, and of course your family wine. We just wanted to thank you and that we appreciate your hard work, y/n. You’re flowers and presence really freshen and lighten our day.”

“Mhm! Now come sit down and be merry with us, y/n!” Venti exclaimed with that drunk smile of his.

“You-you guys...you really didn’t have to do this.”

“Of course we had to, y/n,” Jean smiled warmly.

Barbara nodded. “Yeah! You deserve it!”

Albedo simply nodded.

“But-”

Diluc cut you off as he pat your head to which you instantly shut up and looked at him with a slightly red face.

“Yes. Yes you do, y/n. Now, let us enjoy this moment together. All of us.”

Now he really smiled.

[maizumis]

— HAIKYUU BOYS WHEN YOUR CHILD DOESN'T WANT TO SLEEP ON THEIR BED

ft. timeskip! bokuto koutaro, iwaizumi hajime, osamu miya, sawamura daichi, suna rintaro

note: female reader ‼️ you can say I have something for naked chests

•BOKUTO is getting ready for bed, finally some alone time with his precious baby mama, as he calls you. today you were reading to your lovely daughter her bedtime story, what bokuto didn't expect was that you were reading to her, on your own bed and not hers "little pumpkin, you should be sleeping in your bed" your kid rolls her eyes, you already tried to convince her of that "ugh! mommy and you are so alike! let me sleep here, after all mom is mine" bokuto gasps, he doesn't care if it's his child, he saw your first "don't go with the bold words missy, you're going to sleep in your bedroom, I didn't pay for that bed just for decoration you know" your kid looks at you with 'i don't care' eyes and replies him "you can sleep on my bed daddy, I assure you is very comfortable" before bokuto could start ugly crying, as if he was the child, you interrupt "look, you can sleep here tonight BUT mommy is sleeping on the middle, so both daddy and you can have a little" rolling her eyes, again, with a sigh she answers "I think I can manage that" bokuto gets into bed with the two of you, pulling you by your waist closer to him and before sleeping he murmurs a little "good doing business with you, little fuck— ducking demon, love you both so much tho"

•IWAIZUMI was already preparing his speech for the night, he knew your baby girl wouldn't go to sleep alone in her room, her pretty nice room there, for nothing; he needed a night with you, alone, craving all your attention just for him, maybe his gonna ask makki and mattsun for a little help "mommy!!!!! look at this, is so cool!" she is literally standing with two hand and only one leg up, iwa looks at you with an is that a good thing? expression "emh, uh— whao, you should show that to your gym teacher baby, do you want me to read you a bed time story, in your bed?" she starts jumping everywhere until she stops and plops herself on your chest "I think we should read it here, mommy would get so bored if not!" why? why does she always has an excuse? "but papa wants alone time with Mama, just this night, please baby, please" she looks at him, while getting under the cosy sheets with you "umh I'm very sleepy papa, good night" not again, he thinks, once your baby is asleep you say in a quite and calm voice "I'm sorry iwa, I want to be alone with you too" while getting his shirt off, he gets on bed and pecks your lips, something small but still so loving that makes your tummy full with butterflies, like a teen in love "it's okay, it's not your fault, I'm gonna text the boys tomorrow, I'm sure they would gladly watch her" you him, getting close to his chest while your daughter is on top of yours, his warm is something you couldn't find anywhere "I tell you this daily at this point iwa, but thank you, thanks for giving us her, thank you for being for us, just thank you, we love you" he pulls you even closer to him, if that even possible, his heart full of love, remembering all the memories with you, he didn't answer but the little gesture means everything to you

•OSAMU wanted to lay on top of you after a long day at work, your hand caressing his hair while he ranted about his day, what he didn't plan was you in your shared bed with your two boys already on top of your chest, sleeping soundly, he is so happy to see the three of you but what happened to the alone time with his wife? "samu, your staring, it's all okay" he pouts "what happened to ma alone time with mama? a wanted to be in yer chest too" you rolled you eyes and signaled him to come with you "they wanted to watch a movie and wait for you to say goodnight, but they fell asleep samu, I'm sorry" he smiled, he missed his two boys so much he couldn't be mad " it's 'kay baby, yer a great mama, am so proud of ma boys too" you looked at him with heart eyes, chest full of pride too "we are proud of you baby, this kids have the best papa out there" putting his bed clothes on the first thing he does is find a place in your neck to sleep "'samu your breath tickles, I don't want wake up the twins" he laughed and landed a kiss on you "good luck then, cause I'm going to sleep, good night"

•SUNA was already in bed with you, your child 'sleep' in her room, getting a little bold he started kissing your neck "yuck dada! don't kiss mommy like that in front of me" his grunt could be heard from the other side of town, of course he loved her daughter, but could he have you a little just for himself? like the old times? "let's take you to bed baby, again" her mouth open and brows raised "uh, dad I think you're not understanding, I'm here to have a sleepover" is she really a five year old kid? "but you always have sleepovers here" opening your eyes a little, you said to him in his ear "you already lost this rin, let her come here and we all can go to sleep" disappointed expression on his face, he wanted to be alone with you, it seems like he can't have you just for himself even a little bit "but—" you lay a little snack on his big shoulder "no buts, come here sweetie, let's go to sleep, give papa a goodnight kiss" she literally throws herself to him to give him a little peck in his nose, all feeling suna had was now replaced with love, the little kisses you and your daughter gave him we're addictive, he swears he can't go a day with out them "good night papa, I love you, you too Mom" rintaro's arms made his way to hold the two of you, he wanted to feel his daughter and wife safe, safe in his arms, safe with him "we love you too, good night angel"

•DAICHI loves you son, with all his heart, but he was such a mama's boy, he couldn't be a second without you and he loved the fact that he had such a loving family, but he wanted his alone time too "okay buddy to sleep we are�� you know that's not your bedroom door" the kid looks at him with curiosity on his face "I know it's not! I'm gonna sleep with mama tonigth, you can sleep in my bed if you want!" his child wasnt only kicking him out of his own bedroom, but it was technically sending him to sleep in another room "haha very funny, com here let's go" the kid was running to your arms the moment he opened his father opened his mouth "mommy, daddy was being funny!" daichi sighs, his child really didn't take him seriously from time to time "I wasn't being funny, I was actually being serious" his son already lying beside you with his little teddy bear "yeah yeah, good night, love you both" looking up at daichi with soft eyes you tell him "take off your shirt, wanna sleep on my big chested husband tonight" he smirked and threw is shirt to the other side of the room, his feet carrying him next to you "yeah? you want that? is all yours then"