#hence me sobbing rn

[helloimtired]

never being anyone’s best friend or the most important person in anyone’s life, ever, can really fuck you up emotionally

[takinghisbow]

@ahogedetective​ asked: ❝ "I'm happy to know you enjoyed breakfast today, Kokichi: I wanted to make it a bit more special for you, today... !" He chuckles, currently washing the dishes they used after they finished their meals. Shuichi had made miso salmon with steamed rice with an umeboshi plum on top, miso soup, and tamagoyaki slices. "So ah, one of the first places I would like to take you out to today, is this bookstore I found along the way home from care work one time... connected to a small teahouse: the one I had brought you home a tea from. The inside looked so pretty... I just have to bring you there. I think that would be nice, right? And the bookstore part looked like it had some nice selections as well. If you see any books you would like, I'll happily get them for you! Then we can go wherever you'd like afterwards, and while it won't be until later tonight: I made us reservations for a restaurant! I hear it's a beautiful view of the city and lake from the big windows, which sounds so nice.... I'm so excited to take you there. Ah, but before we head out, I would like to give you your gifts now, if that's okay! They're all in the living room."

Once Shuichi finished washing the dishes and dried his hands, he walks over to where Kokichi is sitting. With a smile lightning up on his face, he goes to lift Kokichi up in his arms. “..If I may be allowed to carry my king there. Heeheehee... “ He hums, giggling as he sprinkles kisses to his face and lips. He holds him snug as he brings him to the living room, and sits him down on the couch. On the table in front of him, sat a cake box wrapped with a purple ribbon, and a medium-sized gift box. There was a third present as well that was not currently on the table, but Shuichi wanted to save that for last....

“Here they are! I hope you’ll love them... “ Inside the cake box, would reveal a homemade red velvet cake, which shaped and designed to look just like the DICE emblem. “I thought it would be creative and fun to make you a cake that looks like the symbol of your organization! The base is red velvet, and I used white chocolate buttercream frosting. I used black food coloring for the black diamond part of the symbol. I know it might not look perfect, b-but it was a lot of fun making this for you all the same!” He giggles, hoping Kokichi will love it. And then in the gift box, would reveal three books as part of a series. “This is one of your favorite authors, yeah? And that he recently released some new books... which I maaay or may not have ordered you special editions of them. After all, you deserve the best quality, so I was very happy I could get them in time.”

He lets Kokichi have a moment to fully get a look at his gifts, before Shuichi speaks up again. “Now, ah... I know that might look like that’s it, but I... have another gift for you. O-One that... I wanted to save for last, because it’s special... “ Feeling his heart begin to race, Shuichi first sits down next to Kokichi.. before pulling something out of his pocket: a small jewelry box. “H... H-H-Here you go! F... F-For you... !” Inside contained a dark purple ring. The outer part was the dark purple color, and had a design of a fancy vine-like patterns to it in black. The inner part of the ring was a black gold color. And... just like the ring Kokichi had given Shuichi on Christmas, the inner part had a message on it. This message, however, instead says: ‘To my sweetheart.’

“A-Ahaha... ahhhh.... “ Despite how deeply red his face was, and his heart pounding so nervously, it could burst: he gives Kokichi a warm, soft smile, as he begins to explain: “S... So um... that ring you gave me all the way back in Christmas.... I love it dearly, and love every chance I can get to wear it. And since then, I’ve always wanted to give you a ring, too! One with our colors and a message on it as well... a-almost like matching couple rings! In a sense... h-haha... goodness, I’m acting so nervous as if I’m proposing to you or something! Unless you want it to be one. To ah, quote a certain someone.... “ He laughs, of course just making a lighthearted joke. “...If I may put it on you... “ Slowly, and carefully, he proceeds to place the ring on Kokichi’s ring finger for him, gasping in awe at just how nice it looks on him... “O-Oh my god... ohhh it looks even more beautiful when you wear it... “ He softly giggles. He then cups his hand gently in both of his, raising it up to his mouth... and places the softest kiss to the back of his palm. “...I wanted this ring... to express my immense love for you. I love you, Koki... and just like you are forever mine.... I am forever yours. Thank you... for existing in my life. And just like how happy you make me, every single day... I promise to make you even happier than ever, today! Happy Birthday, sweetheart... “ And, while giving him a gaze pouring with even more love and warmth than it always does, leans closer to him, so that he can plant a deep, loving kiss to his lips, holding him close... (HAPPY BIRITHDAY, KOKICHI... 🎲📚💍) ❞ ( birthday ask! )

“Mmhmm,” Kokichi agreed, sidling up behind where Shuichi was standing and washing dishes so that he could wrap his arms around Shuichi’s waist, cheek rested between his shoulder blades. Sure, him latching onto Shuichi had to be making washing dishes more difficult, but it was his birthday. And the birthday boy wanted to hold his boyfriend. “The miso salmon was sooooo good.” He rubbed his face into Shuichi’s shirt, shuffling awkwardly behind him whenever Shuichi had to move. “It was all good, though. My beloved is my favorite chef!”

Listening intently, Kokichi perked up at the mention of the bookstore and teahouse. “We can read our new books while we drink tea.” He paused, his growing grin obvious in his tone when he added, “You’re such a nerd.” He only squeezed Shuichi tighter, though. “It’s a good thing I’m secretly one too! Because now I’m super excited.��� The bookstore and teahouse did sound perfect, after all. He couldn’t imagine a better place to spend his birthday, especially if it was as beautiful as Shuichi suggested.

He finally released Shuichi, moving to hop up on the island counter, legs swinging. “You’re making me feel so fancy, Shumai,” Kokichi joked. “A reservation, huh?” They had made reservations at restaurant before, but it still struck Kokichi as surprising every time. He had never thought of himself as someone who made reservations at nice restaurants. But that was part of what made it special—Shuichi taking him out somewhere nice rather than ever having made assumptions. “A dinner and a view, plus the hottest date ever? Sounds perfect! I bet it’ll be almost as good as the breakfast you cooked.” Flattery, but not insincere.

“Gifts?” He bounced in his seat, genuine delight lighting his eyes and smile as if he truly hadn’t expected any gifts. Said delight only heightened tenfold when Shuichi picked him up, Kokichi laughing as he wrapped his legs around him. “Obviously. My beloved consort would never make me walk all that way,” he joked, laughter returning when Shuichi peppered him with kisses. “I’m the luckiest person in the world to have such a devoted beloved,” he said, tenderness slipping in between the cracks of his teasing.

As Shuichi lowered him to the couch, Kokichi pressed his lips to his with a hum. He just couldn’t stop himself from stealing a kiss before getting comfortable on the edge of the couch. His eyes fell to the two boxes, drumming his hands on his knees briefly before reaching out to carefully open the cake box. His eyes widened at the sight, hands freezing as he took it in. DICE’s emblem—he was enough of a baker himself to know that this wasn’t easy to make. “Shut up,” —his instant response to Shuichi implying that the cake wasn’t perfect. Kokichi finally tugged his gaze from the cake, reaching out the grasp Shuichi’s hand so that he can pull him down onto the couch with him. Then, he pitched forward to press their lips together. He smiled into it, hand cupping Shuichi’s cheek. He didn’t pull away until he was breathless, bumping their noses playfully before finally sitting back. “It is perfect. It must’ve taken forever. . .” Unspoken and hidden behind the gentle warmth in his eyes were his words’ real meaning: I can’t believe you spent so much time on me.

And then his playful grin returned, an almost predatory gaze settling on the gift box. It was all an act, of course. . . for the most part. He couldn’t deny that he enjoyed receiving gifts. Maybe for lack of getting them in the past. Or maybe he was just a bit selfish. Probably both.

Despite his expression, he picked up the gift carefully, opening it with a smile that only brightened when he saw just what it was. “Y-yeah.” He ran his index fingers along the lettering of the title of one, heartbeat speeding up. “I never told you—” —who his favorite authors were. Shuichi had noticed. Kokichi grasped his hand, pulling it up to press a kiss to Shuichi’s palm. Cheek against Shuichi’s fingers, he mumbled out, “You’re the worst,” with the intonation all of his love confessions came in. Perhaps it was just another love confession, spoken in a lie Shuichi would surely see right through.

When he moved the books from his lap, still in the box for the time being, he does so with a special sort of reverence, as if he was now much more worried about damaging them. Most of his books were written in, highlighted, tabbed, and ripped with worn spines. These books, however, were special. He couldn’t ruin them just yet.

The gits out of the way, Kokichi glanced up a Shuichi with a gaze that gave it away—he was ready to explode, to crawl onto Shuichi and kiss him breathless. But then Shuichi was speaking, mentioning another gift. “You didn’t have to get me anything else,” he replied, words deadly honest. He didn’t need anything but Shuichi, but the books were already everything.

Shuichi pulled the box out and Kokichi’s heart skipped a beat. His mouth, however, did not: “Yes, I’ll marry you! Finally.” Despite his joke, the smile that he cast up at Shuichi was wavering, fingers shakily taking the box from him. He hadn’t even seen what was inside and his throat was already burning from attempting to maintain his composure. He opened the box. He knew it would be a ring, but that didn’t prevent the sight of it knocking the breath out of him. “Shuichi.” It was all he could say as he examined it. Their colors. The intricate, beautiful design. So similar to the one Kokichi had given Shuichi. And the message—he read it again and again.

He listened, practically hanging on Shuichi’s words. He was unnaturally silent, like the ring had driven him speechless. In truth, he feared that he would break down the moment he spoke, and he wanted Shuichi to at least finish first. And then he was sliding the ring on Kokichi’s finger (like a physical sign of their commitment, like a promise).

The dam broke, tears finally falling down his cheeks and hand grasping at Shuichi’s with desperation. He didn’t deserve something so perfect. He didn’t deserve Shuichi, but he sure as hell would never turn him away. “Shut up, you’re killing me,” he replied shakily, pressing into the kiss eagerly.

Then all of his emotions finally exploded, Kokichi clambering into Shuichi’s lap, hands on either side of his face as he kissed him, deeply, desperately. Like he had to make sure Shuichi felt every ounce of love he was feeling. He broke the kiss, leaning back only just enough to meet Shuichi’s eyes and let his guts spill out.

“Marry me.” Great job, Kokichi. “I-I don’t mean now, but—” He was rambling, tumbling over his words and trying to amend them in real time. “Not that I wouldn’t marry you now—I would. I mean— I just need,” —he took a deep breath, burying his face in the crook of Shuichi’s neck— “you. Always.” He hadn’t actually commented on the ring at all. “I’m never taking it off.” He nuzzled against Shuichi’s shirt, heartbeat slowly settling down. “Except to shower. And cook.” His fingers stroked down the other side of Shuichi’s neck, a slow, shaky breath passing his lips. “I love you. And also. . . thanks.” He leaned back to meet Shuichi’s eyes once more, flipping the hair from his eyes. “You’re perfect. And you can even make a dumb day like a birthday amazing.” His smile was tender, hand cupping Shuichi’s cheek and thumb brushing across his cheekbone. “I love you,” he repeated, glancing at this ring again. 

Finally a little breath escaped him, the heels of his hands coming up to rub the dampness from underneath his eyes. He usually would have found the weakness disgusting, but maybe Shuichi was worth real emotion. He pressed a kiss to Shuichi’s cheek, then locked eyes again, so tender and loving. Then—

“So. . . I get birthday sex tonight too, right?” His smile, oh-so innocent, was coupled with his ‘explanation,’ “I mean, I figured yes, but you didn’t mention it, soooo. . .”

And with that, Kokichi Oma was back to his usual self.

[demoiselettes]

hello there<3 may i request tanjiro, muichuiro and zenitsu with a darling that has anger issues, they distance themselves from them because they dont want to. Lash out! How do they react to this? ( Remember to take a break:) )

Darling with anger issues

Pairing(s): Tanjiro x reader, Zenitsu x reader, Muichiro x reader

Category: hmm.. fluff? Slight angst?

Warning(s)/note(s): gn! Reader

Tanjiro Kamado

•He’s honestly very confused.

•He doesn’t exactly mind you having anger issues(as long as you don’t act out of line, he’s had bad experiences with Sanemi) but he’s very unsure of how to approach you

•He’ll do his best to stop you from getting angry often, but when he fails to ensure this, he’ll settle for simply remaining by your side and to listen to you vent, or just silently rubbing your back and patting your head, if you let him

•When he notices you growing distant, he’ll panic an awful lot

•He’s afraid he might’ve done something to upset you

•He’ll pick what he deems to be a good time of the day to talk to you, preferably when the two of you are alone

•Then he’ll just ask you if he did anything bad, like- him????

•When you tell him, you’re afraid you might end up taking your anger out on him and hence the reason why you’re distancing yourself from him, he’ll start to fret.

•He’ll assure you that he knows you won’t do anything as such even if there is a possibility that you might, and he tells you he can at least try to and help soothe you

•He’s just so desperate to have you stay, at this point he doesn’t even mind if you take it out on him since he’s so used to being there for everyone :(

•He’ll give you space, and he won’t pry into your personal affairs unless you want to talk to him about anything, but he’ll try his best to convince you to stay

Zenitsu agatsuma

•Zenitsu is slightly less understanding than Tanjiro in the beginning.

•He’ll be upset as to why you get angry rather quickly, often narrowing it down to it being his own fault

•And it’s worse when you start growing distant

•He’ll be so scared that he really messed up this time and the moment he sees you he’ll straight up pounce on you, clinging and sobbing and asking what he did wrong

•He won’t even give you time to answer in between his cries because he’s already apologizing for whatever he could have done wrong

•You’ll have to ruffle his hair to get him to calm down, then explain the actual reason why you’ve been growing distant

•He’ll be slightly scared at first that you might actually end up lashing out at him like so many people have before but his love for you is too much :(

•Like Tanjiro, he won’t pry into your personal affairs but he’ll do his best to get you to stay close to him

•He’s very affectionate.. so the times when you choose to stay away from him is basically torture

•He’ll follow you around like a lost puppy, barely saying anything but trying to listen to your emotions to figure out what to do to make you feel better

•If you do end up lashing out at him, he’ll just look down at the ground and try to hold make sobs i’m making myself cry rn

•But he still won’t give up. He might be upset for some time, but he always ends up running back to you, so please don’t hurt him :(

•When he starts to hear the anger in your tone, he’ll automatically be at the ready to comfort you if need be, he just has to be close to you

Muichiro Tokito

•I’d be surprised if he did notice.

•See, despite his love for you, Muichiro is often in a world of his own and has little sense of what is happening around him unless he’s on the battle field

•And since he prefers to be by himself, he might take some time to notice you growing distant

•But even Muichiro can get clingy and in need of affection at time, therefore when he’s on his way to get some good ol’ [Name] time and notices that [Name] isn’t really in the mood, he’ll start worrying

•He’ll directly confront you about it. He’ll be unintentionally blunt like, ‘it’s rude of you to avoid me’ which, in Muichiro language, translates to: ‘i need hugs pls gimme’

•While you’re explaining, he’ll get a vivid sense of familiarity, like he’s interacted with someone who used to get angry rather easily as well..

•But the memory is too far out of reach, skittering right on the edge of his brain and he finds it annoying to try and recall, so with a click of his tongue his attention is back on you.

•He’ll be quite unsure of how to react, but the one thing he’s certain of is that he loves you.

•And he can’t stand you growing distant.

•So he’ll do his best to give you time to sort things out, even willingly helping out if you accept his help just to show you that he doesn’t mind you having anger issues because he can help you deal with them

•He might get angry a couple of times when you take your anger out on him, and this might result in him not speaking to you for a short period of time

•He then either forgets what happened or he decides he isn’t going to let the problem go about unsolved and let it sour your relationship and he’ll pull you aside to have a serious talk with you, during which he’ll try to solve things out

•He doesn’t like beating around the bush and is much more keen to be upfront about problems, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t try to be considerate when talking to you even if at times he accidentally ends up saying something rather hurtful. He just really loves you

[myimaginesandrp]

Unwanted Reunions

Summary: You’re not exactly the best at this superhero stuff, but you try. Everything seems to be going okay until a creature who's  not from around here crashes your universe. And that means… they won’t be the only ones to do so. 

Notes: 2k, Miguel O’Hara x Spider Woman reader

Warnings: Mild angst  maybe?...

A/N: Please be nice. This is the first time I write for the ITSV/ATSV universe. This man just has me in a chokehold rn 🙈 {Also this was 0% Edited. oops}

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The cool breeze of the evening sky brushed against your cheeks as you slowly made your way up another floor on the glass covered skyscraper you found yourself on. Man you wished you were home. You wished you were in your tiny apartment, laying in bed cuddling with a book, or rotting your brain away with a show like you had planned. Instead  you were here, in the middle of the city, crawling up the 50th floor of some random building as balding men in suits watched you trying, and failing, to keep calm because you were scared out of your mind. The last time you had gone up this far you had almost thrown up inside your mask. As it happens, getting bit by a radioactive spider comes with many perks that don’t include taking away your fear of heights. 

Why you still tried to help people on this side of town was a wonder to you. They were all snobby jerks who looked down on people like you. People with “enhancements” or as most of the population liked to call, “unnatural freaks”. Hence why you had decided to opt for the suit and the mask. It helped keep your sanity and your normal life as “normal” as you could get. As “enhancements” went, yours weren’t so bad. You could’ve been some rando with glowing skin, or some deformed fella with multiple limbs, or like that one poor girl who had spikes sticking out of her back.  Such things happen when you mess with stuff you shouldn’t. The people you worked with didn’t know when to stop, and so here you were shooting webs out of your wrists and feeling tingles every time you were in danger. And of course, crawling up ridiculously tall buildings because you were just a girl trying to help people. 

Today people happened to be two idiots who were filming videos on a loose platform instead of cleaning the windows like they were supposed to. They were young, one blonde and the other with rainbow colored hair who were looking around frantically as the platform they stood on swung in the wind. Their camera was a scattered mess of plastic on the ground, and if you didn't hurry, they were going to be joining the scraps soon. But the farther up you went, the harder the wind pushed against you, and honestly maybe this superhero life just wasn't for you anymore. It had been months of near misses and property damage, and rude ladies telling you to mind your own business. 

The snap of a rope above you pulled you away from your thoughts and you looked up just in time to see the last cable holding the platform give out. You leaped up with all the strength you had and grabbed the rainbow haired guy, as the other held on to what was left of the support cables with all his mind. As a series of webs later and you had him all wrapped up around you, holding on as you reached for the other who would not let go. 

“Buddy, you need to let go, that thing is gonna give out!” Exasperated, you reached out to him only to have him kick at your hand, sending his shoe straight up to hit your forehead before it went tumbling down below.

“ I don't want your help, you're a woman! I’ll wait for that one guy with the rocket suit to show up”. Your eyes flashed red. There was no way this guy was for real. 

“Look asshole! He’s in jail! He was laundering money”  you yell back at him while the other young man wrapped around you began to sob.

“I don’t care, I’ll just wait here”  the blonde screamed, shaking his head. A warm puddle of what you hopped were tears spread down your back and you reached forward again only to get hit in the face with another shoe. 

“Look you can either come with me, or you can turn yourself into a puddle of guts once you hit the ground. Your choice!” You took several deep breaths and offered your hand again. This time he reluctantly reached out his arm and you pulled him quickly before he changed his mind. 

The way down was ridiculously slow. The screams and cries of the two men mixed together with the force of the wind made the whole ordeal that much more unpleasant. The last rays of the day were hiding behind the rows of buildings as you focused all your attention on not looking down.  A decent sized crowd gathered at the bottom, a fire truck just pulling into the street to help. Just as you were about to reach the bottom and be done with this mess, you felt your body go rigid. 

No, not now. You thought to yourself as your “tingles” went off, letting you know something was off. What could possibly be happening now… Your answer came in a scatter of screams from the people below. Bodies ran into one another and others pointed up into the sky. You turned in time to see a mass of colors paint the sky and a single figure stepped through. And as a flash of familiarity hit you when you saw him, so did a large creature on your left. 

The two men went flying into the ground and you were lifted into the sky by an enormous pair of wings. It took you a second before you realized it was actually a man, or at least he looked like a man, with a large beak and a set of talons that began clawing at you. Glass broke around you as the man creature flew through buildings heading towards the part of the city you knew was trouble. 

The large green building you worked at came closer and closer and all you could do was try and try to pull and jump and evade his attacks. Still you managed to redirect him towards the river. A moment later you were crashing into a large and thankfully empty warehouse. The creature was shifting and screeching in pain and you rubbed your eyes to make sure you were seeing correctly but this thing was not from around here. And if this thing was not from around here, then others would follow. Your heart dropped to your stomach as you realized you were in for a seriously unwanted reunion. 

Shaking your head you leaped up and made short work of the creature. Now that you had your feet on the ground it was easy for you to work your way around the threat. With a long sigh you finished tying him up and dropped to the ground, to check on your wounds. Most of your arms were scratched up and a nasty gash on the side of your waist was throbbing, but you were okay. You stood up and looked over at the falcon man? Who was knocked out in front of you.

“Now what am I going to do with you? Hmm?” You said as you walked around to get a good look at him.

“I’d be more than happy to take him off your hands” Said a familiar voice behind you. Your body tensed and relaxed as you turned to meet a pair of brown eyes you thought you’d never see again. 

“ Jess!” You made your way over to her and she welcomed you into her arms with a  warm embrace. “I’ve missed you so much” 

“Me too girl, Headquarters hasn’t been the same without you and your big brain” She said with a warm smile. 

“Oh I doubt it, Lyla should have everything taken care of…” 

“Not everything” she replied and nodded her head to the side. Your eyes trailed away from hers as another figure stepped out of the Shadows. 

You took a step back as your heart betrayed you by speeding up to a mile a minute. He had his full suit on so you couldn’t see his face or any emotion behind the new mask as he made his way toward the two of you. He was so tall, taller than you remembered, and his gaze was fixed on you as he began making his way towards you. His name slipped from your lips before you could stop yourself.

“Miguel” 

“I thought you were going to wait for me by the river?” Jess said as she began to play with her watch, scanning the creature. 

“You took too long,” he replied as he looked over at the creature before coming back to meet your gaze. 

“I guess this one is yours?” you cleared your throat. Your name left his lips and you had to move before your body betrayed you and did something stupid like cry. “He’s all knocked out. You should be able to take him with no issues I-”

“You’re hurt” Jess said as she reached forward and lifted your arm to reveal the gash on your side. “We gotta get this looked at”

“No, it’s fine” you said, stepping away “I’m sure it will heal very soon, it's not a big deal.” A firm hand  wrapped around your wrist as he called your name again. 

“She’s right, just have someone in headquarters look at it and you can come right back” he said stepping closer to you. 

“That’s not a good idea. I have a lot to do here. I have people to look after here” 

“Chiquita, it will be quick. I promise.” Your body went rigid at his words. 

“Yeah I’m not sure your promises have much weight to them anymore.” He winced at your words, letting go of your wrist. 

“I’m gonna let you two catch up for a second.” Jess cut in, “See you at headquarters!” she said before disappearing into a portal.

“Chiquita…” Miguel started but you took a  step back shaking your head.

“No, you don’t get to call me sweet names anymore. You broke your promise”

“You know I had no choice. I had to do what I did for the good of the universe. You know that!” 

“You don’t know that! How could you possibly know what the outcome would be?”

“ All the calculations said-”

“He was a child, Miguel! A child! I told you to give me a chance to help him and you went behind my back and you did what you wanted anyway” your voice getting louder and louder.

“You think I wanted to do that to Miles? You think it was easy for me to do what I had to?” he said pacing around.

“ I needed time” you said shaking your head “ I just needed a little more time and we could’ve found an answer”

“But we didn’t have time!” His tone finally reached yours. “We didn’t have time and he was going to destroy millions of people’s lives.” 

“You lied to me Miguel. You lied to me. You were so hellbent on doing what you thought was okay that you didn’t care who you hurt on the way.” Your breath cuts off as the pain in your side burns through you. He runs over and catches you before you fall over. In a moment his mask is gone and you’re staring into his eyes. His eyebrows furrow with concern as he looks over at the red on your  suit that is growing each second. 

“ We can talk about this later. Please, let me help you.” he pleads.

 You don’t know if it’s the loss of blood making you dizzy but you nod your head reluctantly.

“Fine, but as soon as I heal you bring me back” you say. Or you mean to say, but instead a mess of syllables leaves you.  A moment later he lifts you into his arms and as you lean your head on his chest the world around your shifts into a colorful mess. He steps through the portal and you let the heaviness of your eyelids win, welcoming the darkness. 

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Tysm for reading :> it’s been a hot minute since I actually wrote something so I know this is gonna be a mess. Either way if you made it this far, thank you so so much for taking the time to read this ❤️

Ps. I’ve been working in this chapter so I’ll be posting an updated one very soon. Please look for ward to that!

[scrunkalicious]

🛌 🪓 🎞️💜 ATTACKING YOU

USUING TACTICAL DEFENSEZ RN ARGH

🛌 – who sleeps in and who’s an early riser?

(for mordecai!! am i hallucinating or is this the 2nd ask youve given me w mordecai that has bed emojo & has to do w sleep)

Oh Mordy def wakez up earlier than Marly,,, whether it be for work or just bc thatz literally how he has set up his schedule, even if he doesn't wanna get up early,, he is not one to sacrifice his schedule,, unleesssss he has no work that day and marly is feeling persuasive, perhapz he could stay in bed with marly for a bit more,,,

and marly??? some dayz she'll wake up supa early then go back to sleep, or if shez having a heavy sleep day, someone will need to wake her up or else itll been 12 noon when she wakez up LMAO

🎞️ – you each pick three movies for a movie marathon. who’s picking what?

(for viktor my silly scientist forever) OUUGGHH MOVIE NIIIGHT

Marly is choosing:

~ Coraline! (By far one of my favorite moviez, so silly n goofy hgngangfdhhh)

A movie she's known since she was young, this brings a ton of nostalgia and good feelings to Marly. It's honestly not that scary of a movie, and she has the most sweet smile as she watches this movie (Vik is occasionally glancing over to see her face half the time during the movie kgkjlsalk)

~ WolfWalkers! (I've only been able to watch this one on a low quality plane screen w headphonez that didn't work well </3 the art style and way the film was created is so intuitive)

Before the movie Marly is absolutely GEEKING on how good the artsyle and production of the movie is, with Viktor nodding his head as he listens to her. During the movie they're both watching to intensely because who wouldn't wanna watch a movie where the characterz can become wolvez and the artstyle is amazing???

~ Nimona! (WOOO OSCAR NOMINEE!! LETZ GO GAYZ AND QUEERZ!!! i kin nimona so hard you dont even KNOW)

they both end up crying during the movie ugyrhauh (I ALMOST CRIED WHEN FIRST WATCHING THIS MOVIE ARGH), deadass sobbing in one anotherz armz ong

Viktor is choosing:

~ The Creator! (a recent 2023 film!! itz actually supa good, i highly suggest!!)

He has heard of the film from Marly, and hence was immediately interested. He loves the idea and visualz of the movie, and watches with lil shimmers in his eyes <3

~ Avatar: The Way of Water! (longahh movie, saw this one w my best friend once!!)

Both of them have never seen the first movie, but Viktor heard his peers talking about it and decided to check it out. He's impressed by the graphics (marly geeked out abt how the directors of the movie made a motion-capture animation revolution by taking mo-cap underwater), and he thinks that the blue ppl are kinda goofy lmaooo,, also choose the movie for the lenght, to keep marly by him for longer asjlkljaslkj

~ The Aristocats! (MY ELEMENTARY SCHOOL DID A PLAY ON THIS AND I GOT A ROLE BUT THE PLAY GOT CANCLED N I WAS SO MAD)

Viktor would absolutely LOVE the older animated style. Growing up in a poorer area, isolating himself from the other kids, something about this movie would really comfort him. He loves the cats (he is soo cat coded and a cat person), and he would definitely compare himself and Marly to Thomas O'Mallry and Duchess in the best way possible. these two are cuddling on the couch as they watch

[dglvr1760]

Sobbing-

So my brother started this stuff with one milkshake, meaning 1 milkshake= 100 ep of one piece.... he's given me three in total-

Im only at ep like 45 (just finished arlong arc)..... I've got college in a few days!?!?! Well kinda, gotta help with college stuff.... so-

Anyways yup, thats where I'm at rn and I've been seeing more and more spoilers for everything... hence thus

I got bored, going to do an au with @ughsadking so watch their stuff for it! Hehehe, welp, back to drawing and more episodes, might break 100 by the time I go back to school- have a good one guys and again, I'll take questions, au suggestions, or art wants. It's free, so don't be shy lel

Niiiiiight!

[blueparadis]

I— I don't know what to say accept *chef kiss* aahhhh bby delicious 🤤🥵. Thanks for writing that kinda Shinji I nvr knew I'd needed. considering the origin of the ask 🤭🤭🤭 Now now tell me, bby I hope u enjoyed writing him that way as much as I enjoy what you've served! 💋 Anddddd any other chara in Bleach u're thirsting hard for rn? Wanna dive into the rabbit hole more? 😉😜

THANK YOU. I'M SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT. He is a wild card. (* insert evil laughter)

i've 4 to 5 plot ideas and all are kinda challenging breaks into sobs. I mean the tropes are common but the characters are different and hence hard to decipher their characterization graph. so, very tensed and i'm ... like... just pray for me.

hints.

[cptsadist]

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I have four projects right now. Café Noir (vampire and werewolf dating sim, demo out), Sick Bunny (sci-fi visual novel), and Siren from Hell and Rip Your Heart Out (both murder sims with very dark content)

I also have a mini project planned for the future called Corruption of Innocence

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[capricioussun]

Hm

I know I like, haven’t talk about it ever at all but I’ve had this longstanding hc that UF Papyrus actually knew Chara as a ghost when he was younger (for reasons that make more sense with context I won’t get into rn) and that he actually can still see them when Frisk shows up in the underground but pretends he can’t (again, for reasons) but like. Eventually they find out he can see them and it’s like, this whole thing.

Anyway as with most of my headcanons that one changes a lot and sometimes Chara winds up stuck w/ Frisk even on the surface, and in VF especially they actually wind up able to follow Void, too, so long as he’s in the timeline (hence their appearance in that one drawing where Void is dancing w/ Frisk and Flowey).

Anyways again lately for some reason I’ve also been thinking a lot abt multiverse situations, and that US and/or SF Chara wind up getting along especially well w/ Edge and just like. Idk. It gives me a lot of feelings bc I have a hc parallel between Asriel and Chara and Sans and Papyrus so like. They’re this kid who’s just. Had a really hard time with things, and then went through some pretty serious trauma underground bc of geno runs, and wind up being able to talk to Edge about stuff they feel like they can’t with anyone else and he helps them process and cope and helps them recover from the idea they’re evil etc etc and in turn that actually helps him unpack a bunch of stuff he’d long since repressed and helping them lowkey helps him, too and just. Ough, yeah

Specifically what brought this on tonight was thinking about a scenario where all the bros and kids are together under one roof for Christmas/Gyftmas for the weekend, and US Chara has a terrible nightmare in the middle of the night, they rush to find either Stretch or Blue or Astilbe and wind up running into Edge, who’d been up from his own issues (hard time sleeping in a house with so many others, feels like they’re vulnerable to a serious attack all in one place at one time), but he’d gotten up to see what the fuss was when he felt a sharp spike in upset intent.

They’d talked a little before, he knows the kids got issues, but never anything super in depth, and they’re so upset, he’s very concerned, especially when they realize it’s him and not even someone from their own timeline, but they still just grapple onto him anyway, shaking and trying to muffle their sobs. He picks them up and takes them to a more secluded room so the two of them don’t wake/worry anyone else, and he just holds them, calming them until they finally stop crying. They don’t talk and he doesn’t ask, but it’s the first time that kind of sets a precedent for them seeking him out when they have the opportunity and need the help.

[kpophubb]

Ahhh talking to you makes my boring sunday so much better sob sob*

What were you reading hon?

Dressed up ? 🥰🥰🥰 bet you look 💯

Aww you re-read mine? I’m trying to put as much love & nice vibes in my messages , but I’m sooooo bad in writing 😭 but the fact u do it ^^ my heart 。(⌒∇⌒。) 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

How’s your day? Your weekends ? It’s raining here and I’m stuck in Starbucks so I decided to read your blog again heh see if you maybe replied ^^

The TAGS U USE AH 😭😭🥹😭🥹

I wanted to ask if your requests are open ?:) I wanted to request something for my birthday 🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈

🐁 💋

Ahh today is our eid festival so I was all dressed up hehe😝❤️ but it was quite lonely cause you spend it with your friends and family but my family members are away from home :(( so I was all alone and reading the “twisted love” series by ana huang. I really love young adult, romance literature novels so <33 hence when you dropped a msg I was so happy that I had someone to talk to🥹💗 Aah rain!! 🤩 wish it rained here today, it’s so dang sunny🥲 and I LOVE the rain too much! And aweh 🥺 whether you write short messages or long, you’re nice from the heart so that’s what makes you a warm presence to me 💖 and ofc!! I’m on a vacation rn and I have a few months before I get into uni so I’d love to write for you🥺🥺 (pls make it sfw 🥲) my 🐁 anonie’s bday?! Omg WHEN IS IT?😳 I’d love to bash you with love!!❤️🥺

[maiverie]

hii!! i’m not quite sure if your taking asks but!! sorry in advance if this is long & messy 😭. it is currently 1am, but i wanted to share how i am absolutely in awe?? i just read up to recent chap in “triage”,,,,

let me just say that your work is utterly fantastic?? seriously, like i’m in genuine awe at how wonderful and lovely this series is?? the only way to possibly describe it is “just every single positive adjective in the book”. — the emotions????? I FELT DURING READING, MY GOD??? SERIOUSLY I WANNA CRY?? the way you wrote everything is absolutely amazing,, the dialogue?? the descriptions?? - literally about to go full-on english teacher?? i’m in shock. the characters are so,, meaningful, and have such a beautiful story / personality to them?? like, basically, everything just goes together so well???

heeseung & y/n….

im crying?!3!:@2&:9:&2&@:@/‘ ITS SO GOOD THE DEVELOPMENT,, THE BLOSSOMING?? i’m so in love w the characters, and that takes such great skill??? for an author to create characters who the readers adore?? you’re immensely talented, & i mean that!! the plot is perfect, and i cannot even fathom how brilliant you are to have created / written such a wonderful story?? it’s truly such a work of art??? literally bowing down to you rn 🫡🫡🫡

ahh,, anyways, i would write much more, but i don’t want to spam too much 😭😭 — basically, your writing moved me & many others!! keep up the great work!! & thank you for sharing such a lovely story!! so proud of you! - btw! if you see this, would you add me to your tag list? hehe!! ~~ i’m excited for the next chap!! ~~ :D / very very very interested to see what’ll be next for the two!

kind regards, (get it? ~~),

- a huge fan! (i’m new!! but i will be reading your other works as well hehehe, just had to share my love for this series at 1am)

STOP THIS LITERALLY MADE ME WANT TO SOB YOURE SOSOOSOSOSO NICE????? 😭😭😭😭 PLEASE DONT apologise because this genuinely made my heart melt +++ gave me the final push i needed to finish triage :(( it's been a while since i last logged into this acc hence the late reply (im so sorry!!!) and i've just been really busy + lacking motivation,,, so thank you os much for sharing such kind words —- i cant even express how much this means to me T^T

im literally in awe and all your compliments and feedback im @$ER#T&y8oiujsadhfygoj going insane my brain is gen not functioning rn ;-; THANK YOU SO MUCH?? ILL REREAD THIS EVERY NIGHT BEFORE BED?? MARRY ME?? HAVE MY BABIES??? IM FR THE ONE BOWING DOWN TO U HFJLASDOIJWE ILYSM FOR THIS AAA thank you so much for the encouragement!! i think i really needed this :(

[fwuffletail]

I’ve been down in the moods for a bit so don’t mind me and lemme draw Rowan real quick

[realcube]

haikyuu!! boys with a s/o that becomes clingy/affectionate while drunk

characters: kyōtani, kenma, iwaizumi, matsukawa and bokuto

thank you anon for this marvellous request mwah

ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP!

tw// drinking, suggestive themes, sexual references, swearing

Kentarō Kyōtani

kyōtani was used to having a cool, laid-back s/o who was just as awkward about physical touch as he was 

i mean, that’s kinda a part of the reason he liked you so much - so y’all could get over your awkwardness together

so imagine his surprise when his usually level-headed, calm s/o came stumbling out of the club, a blubbering mess and threw themselves into his arms, wailing something about a maths test

THE AMOUNT OF EMOTIONS THAT FLOODED HIS MIND IN THAT ONE MOMENT OMFG ADFGHJKL

he was like ‘omg why are they touching me? i kinda like it- wait are they crying? tf? i ain’t ever seen them cry before- should i help them? lord everyone is looking at us now. so what the fuck do i do- AYE DON’T TOUCH ME THERE’

so he had no choice but to dip with you flung over his shoulder lol

he took you back to your shared apartment and forced you to drink some water and instead of ordering a take-out, he just gave you his leftover burrito which he took to the club smh

it was probably cold 

but that was the best he could think of at the time bc he simply needed to shut you up with food bc the alcohol in your system was causing you to become especially touchy, hence resulting in kyōtani getting especially aroused

but the last thing he’d do is fuck you while you’re drunk and i firmly believe that despite the fact kyōtani is a bit of a lout - he still has like a basic moral compass

but i mean if you kept being so damn suggestive then it was gonna be a lot harder for him to resist his urges

you were rubbing him up and shit, calling him every pet name in the book so ofc he just stuck a burrito in your mouth and went ‘stfu 😡’

the painful part was that he was silently enjoying it too (┬┬﹏┬┬)

(though, he was red from blushing lol, not anger) 

and he wasn’t used to it either so obviously he was gonna get flustered, i mean, everything was happening all at once

oh and you told him ‘i love you’ and he literally combusted like lord have mercy on this man 

just that morning you were calling him your ‘annoying rat boyfriend’ (jokingly, ofc) and now you love him?-

that wasn’t the first time you told him that you loved him but he was still blushing none the less 

and he stammered out a ‘love you too’ PRAYING that you wouldn’t remember any of this the following day

anyway, he cuddled you to sleep and railed you as soon as you sobered up - the end ❤

Kenma Kozume

pov: you’re kenma happily being a wallflower in the club then your s/o approaches you, demanding for you to fuck them 

- ok, end of POV - 

anyway, your speech was slurred so kenma wasn’t really sure if that was what you were asking him to do but if it was, he would’ve happily obliged if it wasn’t for the fact you were clearly drunk

mans was blushing though

bc y’all hardly ever do it but now - all of a sudden - you were tightly wrapped around him, garbling erotic threats into his ear

kenma was worried at first but you were like..really weak

so it wasn’t hard to get you off his torso, usher you out of the club and grip your hand as he ordered a taxi 

also kenma had read enough wattpad fanfictions to know how to deal with someone while they’re drunk 

but none of those fanfictions ever mentioned a single thing about how to deal with yourself while your partner is drunk

like seriously..he was in pain

both from the throbbing erection he had and the aching embarrassment he felt - both stemming from the fact you tried to give him a lap dance in taxi ✋ please oml

anyway, he took you back to his apartment and insisted that you have a few slices of the left-over pizza in the fridge along with a glass of water

after you changed into your pyjamas, you had clearly sobered up slightly as you could now compose coherent sentences

but that wasn’t any better for him bc now you were draped over him, whimpering into his ear about how much you love him

‘i’m so lucky to have you, kenma. i love you so much. you remind me of my first cat - you’re such a cat- i mean, blessing..you’re such a blessing.’ 

ngl, at that point he would be at a loss for words, just deciding to hug you until you fall asleep

like he finds it so cute that you’re finally opening up to him about how you feel as you’re usually quite composed and restrained 

but also- what does he do now? 

you eventually fell asleep in his arms and the next day, you woke up to kenma having made breakfast and telling you how much he adores you which was..confusing, to say the least

he told you about how you acted when you were drunk and to say you were embarrassed would be an understatement 

also, he’ll tease you about it for the rest of your life ;)

Hajime Iwaizumi

literally all you had to do was send him a text like ‘iwa...,,.,...ily so mycj ❤’’ and he’s already waiting in the line to get into the club lol

he marches in there, finds you, grabs your hand and drags you home 

let’s hope that your friends know what iwaizumi looks like so they don’t have to just watch a random guy haul you out the club-

and tries to act all like angry iwaizumi >:( but when you are trailing behind him, muttering about how amazing he is, he becomes more like angy iwa grrr (* ￣︿￣)

by that, i mean that angry iwaizumi would bring you home and lecture on how irresponsible it is to get so intoxicated 

but angy iwa just takes care of you but with a disapproving scowl 

and angry iwaizumi would make nasty, bitchy remarks about how inappropriate your outfit is 

while angy iwa would be like ‘babe, your outfit is lovely but maybe wear something different next time, idk....’

either way, he takes good care of you 

he makes sure you eat (and he cooks good food btw - he doesn’t make you eat leftovers lmao) 

he lets you change into more comfortable clothes

he ensures that you don’t die in the shower 

and he forces you to go to bed

but all of that is rather difficult when you’re clinging to him like your life depends on it, raving on about how sweet of a boyfriend he is and covering his face sloppy kisses

his original plan was to go train some more in his gym (yes, there is a gym in y’alls house-) but when you were peppering his cheek in kisses, begging him to stay with you for whatever reason, of course he didn’t have the balls to leave

 so he ended up laying like a log in bed as you cuddled up to him like koala, resting your head in his chest and allowing him to run his hand through your hair as you slept

in that moment - as he stared down at your tranquil figure - he realised how grateful he was for moments like these, as he finally got see a side of you that he knew you’d almost never exhibit when you’re sober

like yeah, you often tell him how much you love him but he can always tell that it’s as if you’re setting aside your pride to say such a thing but now, you’re gushing on about it with the most genuine look in your eyes, he can tell that you’re being completely sincere 

and to say that he adores it would be an understatement 

so yeah, you were kind of a pain while drunk but you were also the most adorable thing that iwaizumi had ever laid his eyes on (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

Issei Matsukawa

ok so the only reason matsukawa wasn’t getting drunk with you was bc the first time y’all got drunk together he got fined for public indecency and you got done for public intoxication

so you decided that it was best (for your wallets) if you took turns getting tipsy

emphasis on ‘tipsy’ bc you both went to the bar together (along with a few friends) and you promised matsukawa that you’d only have a few drinks 

so please explain to him why he is now having to carry you bridal style out of the bar because you are too hammered to walk properly 

and he was kinda grumpy bc he had to leave his friends mid-conversation bc not only were you pestering him but also, the erotic things you were whispering in his ear caused him to get a boner

and he was getting weird looks from people as he carried you home but that was the least of his problems tbh- he didn’t even notice lol

the biggest issue on his mind rn was the fact that you made him hard yet you can’t help him bc you’re drunk smh 

like he was tempted at first bc you seemed down to do it but he quickly came back to reality and realised how morally incorrect that’d be 

so he was mumbling curses the whole way home just to tune you out bc if he paid any more attention to the racy promises you were muttering in his ear- he’d explode

he’s alright at taking care of you like he isn’t iwaizumi’s level of caring but he’s a close second, i mean he’s gotten drunk plenty of times so he knows the basics

he was like ‘drink water idk lol ’

anyway, once he handled himself he wasn’t too fazed by your lustful advances

and he was so smug about it too deadass like ‘keep talkin’ me up, (y/n), you ain’t getting shit until you’re sober.’

smh ANYWAY he thinks you’re so charming when you’re like lovey-dovey drunk but SO annoying when you’re horny drunk bc like- he can’t get some (T_T)

Kōtarō Bokuto 

best for last 👌

ok anyway he’s an athlete and he doesn’t need alcohol to have a good time- he’s forever drunk tbh- drunk on life :)

so while you’re getting hammered with your pals, he’s doing stupid shit while sober lol

once you both rendezvous outside the club to head home and you’re absolutely steamin- he’s just like ‘hi, babe! how’s your night been?’

SO OBLIVIOUS OML

anyway, he drives back to y’alls house and since you’re fatigued at first, you spent 90% of the car ride sleeping

but when you get home, more awake, you’re all up on him

but you’re not like sensual drunk- more like..emotional drunk but with love 🥺

so basically you are sobbing into his chest about whatever and bc he is an such empath he will start crying too, or at least get a bit emotional 

you could say something like, ‘omg, bo. i hardly get to see you because you’re at work so often- i wish i could spend more time with you. i miss you so much’  ╯︿╰

and he would deadass reply whole-heartedly while weeping into your shoulder, ‘I’M QUITTING VOLLEYBALL, (Y/N)!!’

(ok, so maybe he was a bit tipsy too- but like..definitely not has drunk as you)

he has no idea where to start when it comes to taking care of you but he tries (´◡` ‘) 

at the very least, he ensures that you don’t having any more alcohol and that you don’t die somehow 

he’s v overprotective though 

you could be getting a fork to eat your instant-noodles with and he’ll be like 

‘apologies ✋ but i cannot allow you to handle such a dangerous weapon while intoxicated. maybe eat with a spoon instead, idk.’ /h

other than that, he just cuddles you to sleep and deals with you in your badly hungover state the next day

[seung-scrittore]

→ okay, normally I don't burst out in appreciation posts like this, but when one of my mutuals ( *cough* @tbzloonar *cough*) doesn't accept how awesome they are, I go crazy <3, hence this post.

→ below you will be listening to my rambling because xan is amazing.

✿ reasons to love xan;

one.

→ OKAY, BUT HAVE YOU READ HIS WORKS??!

(the man is a literary genius, and he portrays such beautiful messages??? IN SUCH LITTLE WORDS???? HELLO, HAVE YOU SEEN HIS OLIVIA FIC?! CUZ I CRIED. but no actually read his works or I will come to each of your houses.)

→ here is their masterlist because you have no reason to not read all of his works rn. go ahead I'm waiting.

→ plus have you seen their duality when it comes to writing???? one minute he's writing angst (his sunwoo fic, hello, I'm in tears???), and the next he's writing the softest fluffing fluff? (CAMPING WITH BEOMGYU OH MY GODS <33333)

→ there's also just not many loona writers on Tumblr, so can we just take a moment to appreciate them for that????

two.

→ the fandoms this little fella is in???? we appreciate his taste

→ okay admittedly I'm not a Potterhead, but like???? THEY WRITE FOR HARRY POTTER TOO??!

→ genuinely no one else is on Xan's level, prove me wrong? oh wait, you can't. yeah.

→ ALSO HIS TBZ WRITING. okay, that's another tangent in itself, but like, OH MY GODS, SOBBING.

three.

→ HES SO???? there are no words to describe xan,,, other than? xan.

→ they're so nice???? AND THEY'RE ALSO BEYOND TALENTED???!

→ the gods picked xan from this earth and decided that was the man they wanted to give endless talents too, because ???!

→ not to mention he handles things so well? like there are things I've seen him handle that I would've been fuming, and they're just calm and collected ?! xan how.

four.

→ I'M AWARE YOU MADE AN APPRECIATION POST FIRST. BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU'RE NOT THE BEST???

→ if anyone reading this is not following xan right the heck now, I will actually single you out and threaten you. test me I will.

→ (this is just a side note, but that man's THEME AND LAYOUT???? it's so pretty, no one can compare??? honestly how are you that organized it's scary, plus your tagging system is so- just? in general pleasing to see)

five.

→ there are not enough numbers to describe how awesome they are. that's right. there are an infinite amount of things to say about him. you heard me.

→ I stopped writing to write ABOUT xan, and if that doesn't say how amazing he is??? i don't know what will.

→ I will stop here but I will let you guys know how amazing they are?? beyond sweet, though I was slightly intimidated by them in the beginning if I'm honest

xan, being your mutual is an honor <3 I'm glad I get to interact with you :)  (especially like this, and don't test me because I WILL make a part II).

-leo

[george-fabian-weasley]

if we had 5 more minutes — f. w.

Summary: You thought you could save Fred from the rumbles of falling stones; you did your best, only to be in the rumbles with him instead.

Words: 2,160 words

Warnings ⚠ : ANGST, TW: Death, TW: Battle of Hogwarts, TW: war, TW: injuries, Fred died, you died, big Pain™, I strongly suggest tissues and a dozen of comfort chocolates, I cried so you will too, Basically An Emotional Rollercoaster, Read At Your Own Risk

Disclaimer: inspired by Billie Eilish's cover of The End of The World, so... ya'll know this is going to be a painful ride. Buckle up your seatbelts and enjoy. Reblogs and Comments are Highly Appreciated! <3 p/s: reading this with the song at the background really helps with the tear pouring effect ;)

Disclaimer 2.0: i know what yall are thinking... what tf is syaf doing, posting a fic when she’s in a hiatus she just posted yesterday? Also where is mad hatter chap 5 and epilogue? well, my brain likes to conjure up ideas at very inappropriate times (like rn) so bare with me and uh i’ve been really physically and mentally exhausted from work (retail is bathshit crazy) to write the mad hatter series so idk when will i update the two chapters but i’m working on it! thank you for being patient, and im sorry for causing you guys to wait for so long, ilysm don’t kill me <3 

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The end of the world.

The Battle of Hogwarts looked like the end of the world. Curses and spells thrown left to right, different kinds of bodies found at each corner and crook, walls here and there crumbling as down as hope for freedom. And blood.

At that point of time, the pools of blood on the floor look the same; pureblood or not. Because they bleed the same anguish red.

You didn't need to see the apocalypse of the world anymore. Screw the end of Mother Earth; this battle in front of your eyes was more than enough — sadly — to be your end of the world.

“Hey,” You called, causing Fred to turn his head around to your direction, his lips etched up a smile before replying with another hey. You sat next to him, the place where George had sat before he got up and left to speak with Professor Lupin.

Evil is winning, and good is losing. But then again, what difference would it make; if good kills as many as evil? At the end of the world, there is no good and evil alone. There are desperation, madness, and hunger for power, lust for victory brought along with them.

So, at the end of the world, you chose to be side by side with your lover, Fred Weasley. The red-headed dork you’ve taught yourself to pour your love into had become the very source of your life. He is your elixir, he is your soul, heart, and happiness.

It was silent for a while, none of you had anything to say. Yet the silence was comforting, with only the presence of each other as calming as it is. “Y/N,” Fred suddenly turned his head to you, biting his lower lip in contemplation. “Hm?” “Can you just stay at the Burrow?” 

You blinked, “What?” Fred sighed, “Can you just stay at the Burrow right now and not join the war? I- I don’t want you to join in-” “Fred-” “I-It’s dangerous and it’s literally a war a-and I don’t want you to get hurt I would- I would rather die than have you hurt-” 

“Fred!” You raised your voice, your hand clasping onto his securely, an effort to calm his frenzied thoughts. He stopped rambling and stared at you with those doe eyes you adored so much, “You know I can’t do that.”

“We need everyone on board for this war. I am no exception- bloody hell, even your parents are joining in, Freddie!” You tried to explain slowly, and Fred closed his eyes in denial of defeat. 

“I love you,” he suddenly blurted out. He noticed the slight fluster you had, your eyebrows were raised for a millisecond before they furrowed upon a realization, “Wait, why are you saying this now? I-“ “I love you, Y/N,” he repeated himself and you shook your head, realizing what he was doing, “Wait, hold on a minute, no-“

He was saying it in case anything happens.

“Y/N, I love you-” “Don’t you dare say it one more time like you’re not gonna make it, Fred Weasley, I swear to Merlin,” You cut him off, your jaw clenching at his absurdness. “… Aren’t you gonna say it back?” Fred asked, his voice was small.

“I-” You sighed, “No, I won’t because I don’t want to say it right now, given the circumstances,” You paused, your voice quieting down, “It felt like a goodbye when you say it like that.” “Then when will you say it? We’ve been dating for almost a year and you'd never say it before,” He said.

“Really? This is the time to argue about this?” You gave him a pointed look, but your expression softened as you understood the meaning behind his actions. “Look, Freddie, I- You know how I feel about us,” You sighed, looking down at your hands on your lap, “You know I’m not that expressive with my words but- but I’m trying and- okay, let’s make a deal,” Fred’s ears perked up the mention of a deal. "I'm listening," he drawled.

“I’ll say the words when the war is over,” Fred gave you a sour look that clearly said ‘really?’ and it caused you to huff a smile, “Once everything is over, and everything is okay again, I’ll say them as many times as you want me to, okay?” Fred leaned into your touch as you cupped his cheek with your hand, kissing his forehead.

“Even if I made you say it a thousand times?” He asked and you chuckled, your heart warming at his childlike question, “I’ll say it for an hour if you asked me to.”

It happened so fast.

One second you were fighting off the Death Eaters with Percy and Fred, and then the other, you find your body aching at the major pressure from the rocks and debris that used to be Hogwarts’ protective wall from the outside world.

It was dark, and it was dusty, but you were too unconscious to notice. That was until you felt your cheek being patted a few times. As you gained consciousness with a cough or two, you also gained the pending pain spreading all across your whole body. You couldn’t feel your legs, or safe to say your whole lower body part. 

Memories of you a few moments ago trying to push Fred away from the rumbles but ended up facing the falling stones head-on with him instead began to flow back into your mind. How foolish could you be to act like a hero, as if you could sacrifice yourself for him to live.

“… Y-Y/N…”

You turned your head with a silent grunt, and your eyes fixate at the body beside you, a few feet away, Fred. 

He had blood leaking from his nose and ears, probably from the impact, and his face was dusty with debris from the stones. As he looked at you, he threw you a smile; a weak, hiding the fact that he’s in immense pain kind of smile.

“F-fancy seeing you here,” he grunted with a wince, a smile nevertheless rested on his lips. “Fred…” you could only mutter his name, closing your eyes for a brief second at the growing pain on your thighs. The pressure from the rumbles had slowly increased, and you felt yourself losing consciousness again. Only to be brought back to open your eyes as Fred poked your cheeks a few more times, “Hey, hey, s-stay with me, love.”

“We’ll… We’ll be okay.”

You winced at the trickling sensation on your skin as you tried to move your fingers towards him, “It’s… It’s impossible, Fred…” You voiced out, your voice cracking up. You saw Fred’s lips quivered before he threw you another comforting smile, “Don’t… Don’t say that. We’ll make it… I-I know we will.”

“We… We will?”

Groaning from the injuries on his body as he tried to move closer to you, he nodded, “We will.”

You felt his fingers trying to reach for yours, and you handed him assistance as you hooked your fingers with his. His hand was cold, trembling. But it was Fred’s. And Fred’s hand is always warm.

“It’s… It’s so heavy,” You whimpered in pain, looking at Fred for comfort. All Fred wished to do at the moment was to be strong enough. Strong enough to push off these rumbles pressing onto his body. Strong enough to pull you out from the pain. All he wished for was for you to not be in pain anymore. But he knew he couldn’t do anything. The rumbles were too big, too heavy, and it would take a while for anyone to find them at the bottom of everything. 

Fred breathed out heavily through his mouth, slowly finding it difficult to breathe through his nose anymore, trying his best to look strong for you, “Stay with me, love. S-stay with me. Five more minutes. F-five more minutes and they’ll- they’ll save us…”

“Fred…”

“Five more minutes, I promise…”

You saw the desperation in his eyes, trying his best to somehow keep you afloat until you two are saved. You heard muffles from the other side, Percy screaming for Fred and you. His screams were sad and painful to hear; you would’ve cried for him if it wasn’t for the constant high-pitched ringing in your ears.

“Fred, h-hold my hand. P-please,” You whispered, finding no more strength to say anything louder than a whisper. He instantly intertwined your fingers with his, stretching as far as he could to reach you; no matter how screeching the pain in his lower body was.

“Fred,” You called him again. He chuckled a bit, “You’re… you’re saying my name a lot of times right now, darling.” You huffed a smile, the corner of your lips twitched, “… I want to ask you something.”

“… Anything.”

Your eyes met his, even in the darkness, his eyes still managed to look so beautiful. So earthly beautiful. “… Are you happy, Freddie?”

There was something about the way you say it, Fred couldn’t get a touch of what it was but… it felt like a goodbye. As much as Fred hated to admit, he wasn’t holding on much longer either. He was bleeding heavily from everywhere, his wand was out of his reach, and his body was starting to numb. His vision began to blur by itself, hence he blinked his eyes repeatedly. Trying his best to see your features clearly, one last time, if the worst happens.

This is it, he thought. This is the end of my line. 

Finding an urge to cry, but didn’t have enough strength to sob, Fred let out a tear or two onto the dusty surface he laid his head on, his eyes closing after the content stare of your beautiful— though bloody and dusty— face. How ironic, he’s slipping away first even though he was the one who said five more minutes.

If only you had five more minutes.

“W-with… With you? Heh, always… “ The whisper coming out from his mouth caused you to narrow your eyes at him. It felt strange, it felt wrong. Was he saying goodbye? Watching Fred close his eyes was alarming, so you gained all your strength to pat his hand a few times, “H-hey, Freddie… Five more minutes. Hang… Hang on for five more minutes, please.”

You squeezed his hand, and he naturally squeezed back, only this time it was weaker than usual. His grip on your hand started to soften, but you tightened yours desperately. The pain all over your body was partially forgotten, your only focus was on keeping Fred breathing and alive, as well as yourself. 

“I’m… I’m trying, my love… but I’m sleepy… and tired…” he mumbled, his words became slurred by time. He was on the edge, you realized that. Upon the sad realization, you bit your tongue, trying your best to prepare for the worst. “L-look at me, darling,” Your voice quivered, feeling the sandy surface on your temple as you tried to force your eyes open, to properly look at him, “Look at me.”

You knew it. He was slipping away from your fingers, and you were slipping too. It didn’t matter anymore even if Percy bulldozed his way to you now, it was too late. Simply too late. And that’s none of his faults. It’s none of his and none of yours.

Some things are just meant to be.

You took your other hand and placed it onto his cold, dirty cheek. Caressing his cheekbone gently, you gave him a comforting smile, “Fred.”

He looked at you, a faint smile on his lips. He’s at the end, you acknowledged. You widen your smile to assure him, although the tears escaping your eyes say otherwise, “… You make me happy. You make me so so happy. And I… I love you.”

“I love you, Freddie.”

With a big smile, Fred widened his eyes weakly, letting out a sigh of content as he looked at you with gentle eyes,“… Now that wasn’t so hard, now was it?“

Gentle eyes that soon hollowed empty.

“Yeah,” the dam of your tears broke down, “Took me a long time...” You squeezed his now lifeless hand, trying to find comfort and warmth from him for the last time. You smiled at Fred, whilst tears rolling down your temple slowly as if mourning the passing of your lover for you. You inched closer to him, careful not to graze your injuries, and met your nose with his.

You caressed his cheek, finally feeling yourself lose consciousness. This is it, you thought, I won’t wake up ever again. “You said we’ll be okay,” You whispered weakly, huffing a content smile on your lips. Staring into his eyes that had held so much love and pure unadulterated affection for you all these years, now empty with no trace of life, had sent you into pain more powerful than the injuries present on and in your body.

“I guess we will be, after this.”

“… You spent your last five minutes with me, huh?” You felt yourself going in and out of consciousness, and your vision blurring continuously, “Aren’t you a sappy git,” the mere whisper escaped your mouth with a sigh. The warm smile never left your lips, and the only thing in your mind was how peaceful he looked as of that moment, and you wondered if you’ll ever be in that state of peace, with him.  

“No- no- no!” someone was shouting. “No! Fred! no!” And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them with his hand on Y/N’s head, and the pair of lovers stared at each other without seeing, the ghost of their last smile still etched upon their faces.

On our last few drags of air, we agree

I was, and you were

Happy

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“Take you to Paris”

Shigaraki Tomura x reader (angst-to-fluff-to-smut)

Word count: 2813

Some hurt comfort smut because I want to hug Shiggy rn

It all started with Ratatouille.

Tonight wasn’t any different from usual. Friday is date night, a tradition Shigaraki and I have managed to uphold ever since we started dating four months ago. It’s not always easy but we manage, despite his hectic lifestyle.

Going out, having to deal with people, has never been either of our strong suits. Because of that it usually ends up with him stealing us buying a random game and trying to speed run it, or renting a movie. 

Hence how we got to Ratatouille.

His arm is draped over my shoulder and I’m cuddled into his side. His hand absentmindedly draws patterns onto my shoulder, artists gloves allowing him to move this freely.

The Eiffel Tower comes on screen and I can’t help but let out a tiny gasp, “I wish I could go to Paris one day.” I said it more to myself than anything, just marveling at the beautiful animation, but suddenly the hand on my shoulder freezes and I feel him stiffen up against me.

I look up at him questioningly, “Baby are you oka-“

My question dies in my throat when I see his face, well, more like the face. It’s a shield, formed by years of ignored hurt. It's a shield that he puts on around others, but usually never me, at least for a long time he hasn’t now. Though his eyes are still firmly trained on the tv,  they’re unfocused, I can tell his mind is somewhere else, somewhere dark.

“Shiggy?” I question as I slip out of his grip to turn the movie of. As soon as my warmth leaves his side he shrinks in on himself, eyes now dropping to the floor, hand flying up to his neck.

I quickly make my way over to him, snatching his wrist and pulling it away from his neck, he flinches at my touch and pulls his wrist out of my grip like I’ve burned him. I try to reach out again, lift his face to look at me but he cowers away from my touch again. So instead, I kneel down in front of him, putting myself right in his line of vision to try and meet his gaze. It’s only now I see that they’re glossed over, filled with tears that want to spill but are being held back.

“I can’t take you to Paris-“ he mumbles it quietly, so quietly I assume I must’ve heard him wrong. I place my hand on his cheek and try once more, “What baby?”

“I can’t. Take you. To fucking Paris!” He slaps my hand away from his face and I flinch at his unusually harsh tone.

As soon as his own reaction registers to him his eyes widen in horror. He stands up and walks all the way to the other side of the room, trying to put as much distance between us as possible.

“Shiggy I don’t get what yo-“

“You want to go to Paris and I can’t take you,” he curtly states, like that is supposed to explain it all. Instead, he only manages to confuse me even more, “I wasn’t actually serious.”

“That’s not the point, don’t you get it?! Look at me Y/N!” He gestures wildly to himself, “I’m a villain, I can’t take you to the movies, we can’t go shopping, hell, you can’t even have pictures with me on your phone! So I’ll never be able to take you to fucking Paris!”

“Baby you know I don’t care about that, I know who you are and I love every part of you, no matter what.”

“Don’t say that so carelessly! I know you don’t mean it! I know that you’ll eventually realize how big of a mistake you’re making and leave! And if you don’t then you’re a fucking idiot,” he’s pretty much shouting at this point, words laced with venom making my chest tighten, “I have done so many bad things, that’s why here, inside these four walls, will always be the only place I can be with you, don’t you get that?” His words hurt but I ignore the dull sting they leave.

“I might be an idiot,” I say softly, crossing the distance between us in a few swift strides. “But,” I continue as I grab his hands and hold his gaze in mine, “I’m not leaving you. Ever. And I’m not ignoring the things you’ve done either. I know what they are but I love you despite that. You, Tomura Shigaraki, are the love of my life and the thought of having to spend a day on this earth without you makes me sick. No matter what, I will love you with every fiber of my being until the day I die.”

My words finally get through to him and he crumbles, tears flowing freely as he quite literally falls into my arms. Soft mumbles of ‘why?’, muffled by my shirt, fill my ears as I stroke through his hair, each of them breaking my heart.

After a couple of minutes pass, I pull his face up from my shoulder so I can rest my forehead against his, “I love you,” I whisper once more, just for him, and lean forwards capturing his lips in a soft kiss. A sob wrecks through his body, he continues to cry softly as my tongue licks at his lips, tasting salty from his tears, but he nonetheless still parts them to grant me access.

After a while his hands find purchase on my hips as he tries to pull me impossibly closer, as if he let go I might disappear. 

“I love you,” I murmur against his lips again before I move on to kiss his cheek, “I love your laugh,” I kiss his ear, “I love your shouts when you lose a game,” I kiss his jawline “I love our indoor date nights.”

I travel lower until my lips are pressed against his neck where tiny scars litter his skin, “I love your scars too,” he lets out a whimper as I softly place my lips on the skin there, “they don’t define you, but they’re a part of who you are so I love them just the same.”

I lean back and bring one of his hands up to my lips, “I love the way your hand feels in mine,” I take my time to kiss all of his fingertips before pressing a kiss to his palm, “I love how it feels when you let your fingers dance along my skin,” another whimper, “and I will not stop loving these hands because they can do bad stuff.”

“I will not stop loving you,” his tears have stopped flowing but his lips are still trembling so I put a tiny peck on them, “ever.”

“I love you too,” it's silent for a few moments before he hesitantly continues, “please let me make love to you.”

His words catch me by surprise and I feel my face heat up.

It’s not like we haven’t had sex before, we have, but ‘Making love’ would never be a good way to describe it. It’s always rough and fast with Shigaraki, gentleness not of concern. 

“Okay.”

His lips are on mine again in an instant, slow and passionate in their movements. The pace is bittersweet and leaves me lightheaded.

He walks me backwards until the back of my knees hit the bed and I softly let myself fall down, Shigaraki following my movements not wanting the kiss to be broken for even a second.

My hands tangle in his hair as his find their way under my shirt and explore my soft skin, the difference between the smooth silk of the gloves and his calloused hands leaving goosebumps in their wake. My shirt and bra are soon to be discarded and his hands eagerly continue their exploration.

He softly cups my breasts and toys with my nipples, all the while not breaking our kiss, and I can feel heat start to pool between my legs.

I pull at his shirt and he helps me take it off, “See, now it’s fair,” I giggle against his lips, I feel them curl up into a smile before he finally breaks the kiss, smiling down at me for a second before greedily attaching his mouth to one of my nipples while his hand continues to toy with the other.

His hips are already slightly rutting against my thigh, he’s rock hard, more slick pools in my panties and I can’t take it anymore, I need him even closer and I need that now. 

“Tomu, stop,” I call out to him, he immediately lets go of me, eyes frantic in fear of having done something wrong, “lie down for me baby.”

He gives me an unsure look but nevertheless follows my request.

I situate myself between his legs and slowly slide his pants down, I leave small kisses and nips along his leg as I do so, when those are removed, I follow the same process as I make my way up again. A large spot of precum is already staining his boxers, “let me take care of you m’kay?” I say as I pull the waistband of his boxers down, he hisses as the cold air from the room hits his sensitive member, head red and already coated in precum.

I place a kiss to his tip, followed by a small lick that makes him groan. The bitter taste of his precum making me let out a low hum as well.

Shigaraki holds my hair back for me as I take his head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it and savoring the flavor some more before I slowly start bobbing my head up and down his length. I find a steady rhythm, taking him as deep as I can while pumping what doesn’t fit. 

Shigaraki is already a whimpering mess above me, the slow pace such a huge contrast to how it usually is that it makes his heart flutter. He softly pulls my hair, guiding me up and down his shaft at a slightly faster pace. I gag a few times but also fall into the rhythm after a while. His moans making my core ache for some relief.

I snake my hand down my body and into my, now soaked, panties. I rub slow circles along my clit causing me to moan around his shaft. Which in turn makes him let out a guttural groan. 

He pulls me off and I whine at the interruption, “No matter how amazing this is, it’s not what I want right now. I need to be inside you baby, gonna fill you up nice and good. Can I do that love?” His vermilion eyes bore into mine with an indescribable earnest, his pupils blown wide with desire, I whimper; “please.”

Shigaraki swiftly flips us over, pinning me below him. His lips find mine again in a sweet embrace but he pulls away before we can get sucked up into another heated kiss. He’s still close enough that I can taste his breath, “I’m going to make you feel so good baby,” with a huff he pulls up my skirt and rips my panties off. 

I let out a yelp in surprise which quickly turns into a drawn-out moan when he plunges his index finger into my tight heat. “Such pretty sounds,” he mumbles against the skin of my neck before leaving a dark bruise there as his thumb start to circle my clit, ripping even more sounds from my throat. Soon after, a second and third finger are added, the long slender digits turn my brain to putty.

The coil in my stomach pulls impossible tighter as I near my orgasm, Shigaraki can feel it too by the way I’m clenching down on him, “Go ahead love, let go. Fuck-  you have no idea how beautiful you look right now.”

His husky voice finally sends me over the edge, the knot in my stomach snaps, I let out a high-pitched cry as Shiggy guides me through my orgasm. I don’t get long to catch my breath though, not even a moment later he’s already pressing another kiss to my lips.

“Ready baby?” he asks while lining himself up with my entrance, I nod and he slowly pushes himself inside. Once fully inside he gives me a moment to adjust, no matter how much he stretches me or how often we have sex, it always causes a dull ache in the beginning.

“You can move Tomu, please move,” Shigaraki doesn’t need to be told twice.

He pulls out almost completely before slamming all the way back inside, and again, and again, and again, until he eventually falls into a steady pace. The pace is slow, but that doesn’t matter, not when his tip is nudging my cervix with every thrust and he’s staring at me like that. His eyes stare into mine with so much love and adoration that I completely lose myself in them.

The sound of skin slapping skin fills the room as a thin layer of sweat starts to form on both of our bodies. “Tomura!” I shout as he hits that spot inside of me that has me seeing stars. He smirks, angling his hips in order to keep hitting it, succeeding even further in turning me into a moaning mess.

It doesn't take too long for the knot in my stomach to tighten again, I pull his head down for a deep kiss and he swallows up my moans as it snaps for the second time tonight. My orgasm brings him closer to his own, he fastens his pace and pushes my legs up until my knees are to my chest, allowing him to hit even deeper.

“Fuck Y/N, ngh, I’m close, I-I’m close,” he says with a strained voice, grip in my thighs turning bruising as he continues to piston into me. ”Don’t pull out,” my own voice surprises me and it startles him as well, he looks at me with wide eyes, hips faltering for a second before continuing his brutal pace, “a-are you sure? You’re not on-”

“I know,” I cup his face and smile up at him, “I’m sure. I love you so much Tomura.”

“Shit,” is head drops to the crook of my neck, his thrusts growing sloppy until he stills inside of me, hot white ropes of cum coating my insides and shooting directly into my womb.

We stay like that for a moment, both catching our breath before Shigaraki finally sits up. I whine, wanting to keep him close, but my body is too worn out to make any useful protest. My eyes follow his figure across the room and into the bathroom, where he soon merges from again with a damp cloth. He cleans me up before discarding the cloth onto the floor and slipping under the covers with me, the rest can be worried about later.

He pulls me close against his chest and nuzzles his nose into my hair, I let out a happy sigh and melt into the embrace. We rest like that in a comfortable silence and I can feel my eyes start to droop as his steady breathing lulls me to sleep, until: “We’re leaving.”

“Hmm, Shig, what?” I try to move back to look up at him but his arms keep me pinned firmly in place.

“I said we’re leaving,” he takes a sharp inhale before he continues, “I still don’t know what kind of mistake the universe made that made you end up with someone like me-” I try to interrupt him but he pulls me closer to him and sighs, “Let me finish please.”

I nod and he continues, “As I was saying, I have no clue how it happened, but it’s the best thing that ever happened to me. You, Y/N, are the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I fell madly in love with you and miraculously you felt the same. I didn't want to let myself believe it at first,  I couldn't, not when at any moment you could become aware of the mistake you were making and leave, taking my heart with you in the process. But now I know that you plan on staying, I’m never giving you that chance again. I want to stay with you forever, I-I wanna have a family with you, love,” his hand gently strokes over my stomach, “but I can’t do that. Not yet at least, not while we’re still here.”

I try once more to look up at him and this time he lets me, his eyes are teary but he has the happiest smile on his face that I’ve ever seen, he pushes his forehead against mine.

“Let me take you to Paris.”