#i wanted to gif when i couldn't huhu

[hooned]

jungwon & his soju pepper skills

[fuxuannie]

╭₊˚ ๑︰babysitting sigwinne :)

:★: relationship : wriothesley x g-neutral reader

:★: warnings : none! fluff

:★: a/n : saw a pretty mf and took my chances 🦕 disclaimer : i'll be going with the popular hc that hes nearsighted / blind but if what i write is incorrect or innacurate, please let me know & i'll immediately change what i've written! i'm always welcome to constructive criticism especially in areas im unfamiliar with. i talked with a partially blind friend to help me with this huhu.

You really didn't know what to expect when your boyfriend WRIOTHESLEY tells you that he's coming over.

He could be happy, angry, sad, it's just really hard to tell his mood over paper.

But when you hear that doorbell, you walk over to the door and see him standing there but.. there's a child holding his hand? "Hi!" The little bunny girl waved, smiling brightly however when your eyes shift back to your dearest lover - he seems exhausted, almost the verge of passing out.

"Hello!" You reply with a smile, watching Wriothesley let go of her hand, trudge past you and on his way to your very comfortable couch. "What's your name?" You inquired to the little lady. "I'm Sigwinnie, but I know all about you (name)! Mr. Wriothesley talks about you very fondly."

You couldn't help but feel your heart squeeze at the idea of him talking about you so sweetly, you move away from the door to let Sigwinne in and look at her surroundings - familiarizing herself with the home. "So, do you mind telling me why you're here? Since my boyfriend seems just about dead on my couch."

"I can hear you."

"Great! You can answer."

Picking Sigwinne up into one of your arms, you approach the couch and stand infront of him with your free hand on your hip. "So?"

"Tired."

"I'll kick you out. Explain."

You can hear a defeated groan into the couch cushions. "I have to take care of her, but work came up.. I'm really exhausted but I really didn't want to disturb you like this." He mumbles softly, a hand through his hair while sighing.

Already knowing how much your boyfriend works, you were happy to do this for him and Sigwinne seemed to be a very behaved child at heart. "Alright, rest well." You murmur, bowing down to kiss his forehead softly.

. . . . 💐 . . . .

A few hours pass, Wriothesley is awoken by the sounds of giggling in the distance. His eyes take a moment to adjust, rubbing them softly as he yawns. He looks over to the table to what seems to be a bunch of markers and papers, all depicting what seems to be a happy family.

"Shhh! You're gonna wake him up!"

His head turns to what he can remember to be the general location of the kitchen, hearing hushed giggles followed by the sound of cups clanking.

Of course, it doesn't sound like anything that could cause trouble, but he may aswell check what's happening. Due to the fact he has your home layout memorized, he really has no struggle navigating through the furniture and towards the kitchen.

At first the sight is a blur, what seems to be Sigwinne in your arms reaching up for something in your pantry until a little 'Oop!-' escapes your lips when you realize you've been caught.

Wriothesley takes a moment to adjust his eyes, taking a few steps closer until your smile comes into clear view. "Good morning!" You giggled, the girl in your arms waving enthusiastically as a greeting.

Maybe he's yet to properly process anything, but the sight of you and Sigwinne getting along makes his heart melt. It's adorable to see the light peeking from the windows into the scenery of the kitchen and almost illuminating you in his vision.

"Ah- well- um.. Good morning." He murmurs, turning his head away as he feels that oh so familiar warmth on his cheeks. "Are you blushing???"

To shift the topic, "What were both of you doing?" He asks, remembering the giggles and whispering he had heard. "Oh! We wanted to make you tea."

He then feels a tug on his sleeve, looking down at the Sigwinne who had the sweetest smile on her face. "Tea!"

He hovers his hand over the cup and chuckles.

"I prefer my tea hot, this is ice cold. This is one of your drinks, isn't it?"

"Huuuh?! Not fair! How does he always know.." Sigwinne pouted, her ears flopping downwards in defeat.

You ruffle her hair with a smile. "Oh well, we tried."

"You were apart of this?"

"Noooooo..?"

Wriothesley pulled you by the waist and buried his face into your neck, his laughter echoed into your as his breath tickled your neck. "You really are a handful.."

"Are you guys gonna kiss?"

[pandorasprongs]

CHAPTER FOUR | come home to my heart.

'it's nice to have a friend' fic masterlist + playlist | previous chapter

PAIRING: jamie tartt x fem!reader

WORD COUNT: 3.1k

SUMMARY: jamie tries to get reader to forgive him.

WARNINGS: language

A/N: hello! sorry for such a long wait, i've been on vacation. i also haven't been able to proofread huhu but hopefully the interlude prepped ya'll for this moment because a good chunk of this one is from jamie's pov! don't have much to say because i don't want to spoil much hehe but enjoy jamie's comeback!

Losing Jamie for a second time felt the exact same: like absolute shit. Except this time, you were an adult and couldn't sulk in your room all day. So for the next few weeks, — aside from said crying sessions — you've been dragging yourself to all of your lectures and powering through office hours as if nothing happened.

You already told Liv about it the morning after, and after seeing your bloated face and the fact that you had a massive hangover, she decided to withhold her 'I told you so' speech, much to your relief. 

It was unraveling the exact same way as last time and the cherry on top was the fact that Jamie wasn't reaching out in any way, shape, or fucking form. No texts, calls, or anything. 

Every now and then, you'd think about reaching out yourself. It was you who yelled at him that night and told him to leave, but you would shake your head every time. No, if Jamie really wanted to preserve your relationship, he would have to be the one to reach out. You got to say your piece and that's it.

And maybe you were being a little petty, taking down all your photos with him from the shelf and stuffing them in a box with all the tokens from Jamie that you couldn’t bring yourself to throw away, but at least it stopped you from nearly breaking down every time you passed your hallway.

Jamie wasn't taking it so well either, despite what you assumed.

After that night, he had this sinking feeling in him. He knew he fucked up, — ghosting you and treating you like a complete stranger at the pub in front of his teammates, — but it hurt even more hearing you shout and tell him how badly it fucked you up.

To this day, he doesn't know why he did it, really. Maybe it was the fact that he felt guilty for never talking to you after you left. Or maybe you were right; he cared too much about what his teammates thought that he ended up hurting you in the process. But no matter the reason, he ruined one of his most important relationships that night.

So what was he going to do? What he always did. Ignore it. Focus on the season, despite the fact that Richmond has been on a losing streak since the West Ham game. While Jamie might be off his game because of you, he wasn't going to acknowledge that. Just bury it and hope it disappears.

It wasn't until after the fifth match in the losing streak that he got a message from an unknown number he was forced to confront it. 

Hi Jamie. I'm Liv. I'm not sure if (Y/N)'s mentioned me, but I'm one of her friends and I got your number from her phone. I was hoping to talk to you soon when you're free.

So now, he was sitting in a white office like he was waiting for some test results. It didn't help that the person sitting in front of him was in a lab coat, either.

"Sorry, I know it's weird we had to do this in an office." Liv started and Jamie straightened up in the chair. "I thought you'd want somewhere private to talk."

"Right."

"Yeah, so you're probably wondering why I wanted to talk to you. Uhm, (Y/N)'s been a little off recently. She told me about what happened, which I honestly saw from a mile away, but that's not the point." Liv sighs before continuing. "The last time this happened, back in uni, she practically quarantined herself in her room till her parents came and picked her up. She barely ate, and barely talked to anyone. It was terrible. And I can tell that she's on the way to that again."

Jamie's eyes widened, filled with guilt once again, but he said nothing.

Something about his reaction just triggered something in Liv. "Right, so I'm sorry if this sounds rude, but what the fuck are you doing, man?" The footballer moved back in his chair, but Liv wasn't dismayed. "Why haven't you called her? Or even texted or something."

"I," Jamie's completely at a loss for words. "I thought that she didn't want to talk."

"What gave you that idea?"

"She told me to leave that night so harshly, so I thought..." Jamie trails off, realizing how terrible that reasoning is after saying it out loud.

Liv is thinking the exact same thing, causing her to roll her eyes. "Come on, Jamie! You can't actually think she wants nothing to do with you now. She won't ever say it, but do you know how many times I've caught her checking your contact to see if you've sent anything? She misses you and seeing how shit you've been playing these past few matches, I think it's safe to assume that you miss her too."

Despite this woman being a complete stranger to Jamie, he's suddenly compelled to admit, "Just because she misses me doesn't mean that she wants me back in her life. And I don't think I should be, to be honest." She's better off without me. 

Liv's expression finally softens and she looks down at her desk before saying, "She at least deserves an apology."

—

It had been a few days since then, which Jamie had been using to think it over. He knew Liv was right; he needed to apologize. He just didn't know how. And of course, he had to talk to the most emotional man he knew.

"Jamie! What brings you here?" Ted who, despite the team losing yet another game, greeted quite cheerfully. It almost made the football player turn right back around because he wasn't sure if he was in the mood for his coach's relentless optimism.

But he knew there wasn't anyone else he could go to, seeing as you were obviously unavailable, Keeley was way swamped with her new company, and telling his mum would be indirectly telling your parents too. He shuts the door behind him and moves to Ted's side of the office. "Right, um, I was hoping to talk to you about something."

His coach seems to pick up on Jamie's uneasy demeanor and leans forward with a sympathetic look on his face. "What's up, buttercup? Should I gather the diamond dogs for this?"

Jamie, recalling the name that the coaches and Higgins called themselves, was quick to reject the idea. "No, no, I'd rather not have them find out about this. Uhm, look, I know I haven't been doing my best recently,—"

"Oh, we'll get a win soon bud, don't worry." Ted is quick to reassure the player and while Jamie appreciates it, he shakes his head.

"No, I know, but that's not it." Jamie takes a deep breath before continuing. "It's just, I've been a bit distracted recently."

"Is this about a girl perhaps?"

"No," though Jamie thinks about it for a second. “Yes, but no?" Seeing the slight look of confusion on his coach's face, he explains, "A while back, I reconnected with an old friend. She was my best friend actually, back in Manchester. We didn't exactly end on the best of terms and it was my fault. But when we met again, she told me that I didn't need to apologize."

Jamie continued to recount the past few months to his coach, from his blind date to the Bones & Honey incident, along with what he did to you in the pub all those years ago. 

"So now, I don't know what to do. Her best friend said I should apologize, but I don't really know how. I'm not really the best with these types of things." Both of them still remembered how long it took for Jamie to get the team to forgive him when he first came back.

Ted takes a second before responding, trying to figure out the best thing to say in this situation. "You know Jamie, I've always thought the simplest ways are sometimes the best ones. Overthinking things tends to complicate them more. You want to apologize right? How'd you used to do it when you were kids and you threw your little tantrums at each other?"

"Coach, I don't think bringing her chocolate is gonna work this time around." Jamie gets flashbacks to your first-ever argument as kids. Jamie accidentally ate the last slice of chocolate cake that you had unofficially saved and you stormed out and locked yourself in your room for an hour. 

All it took was Jamie sliding a bar of chocolate through the bottom of the door, explaining that he got hungry, and promising to save her a slice of cake the next time they had a party. You ended up sharing the bar with Jamie.

"Probably not. But in all the times you fought, what were the things that got her to forgive you? What did you say that made her understand your side and know that you actually were sorry for what you did? And how did you prove to her that you weren't going to do that to her again?" Maybe if Jamie thought about this advice later tonight, it'll make more sense, but right now, only one question was occupying his mind.

"D'you think she'll forgive me?" He thinks out loud.

"I honestly don't know Jamie, I don't even know who she is. But if you show her how much you care like how you're showing me right now, I'm sure things will be fine." Ted, now standing, offers a comforting pat on the back.

Without looking up, Jamie whispers, "I never meant to do this to her. To hurt her like that."

"We rarely ever mean to hurt the people we love." Ted offers.

Love. Yeah, Jamie thought, he did love you, even after all these years. Especially after all these years. What, with all the 'absence makes the heart grow fonder' bullshit.

"All we can do after is try to atone for our mistakes and hope they forgive us. And even if they don't, at least you leave knowing you tried." Jamie nods his head and thanks his coach for the advice.

As he got into his car to leave the clubhouse, he pulled out his phone. Hi, are you free tonight? I was hoping we could talk. 

He anxiously waited for your reply and started listing all the places he had to pass by before heading to your place if you even answered. But before Jamie even left the car park, you already replied, Sure.

—

Maybe you had been hoping for Jamie's message more than you thought. You were in the middle of the lecture when you got his message, so while your class passed the handouts around, you took the chance to grab your phone and reply.

So now, you were anxiously waiting in your flat, still unsure of how you were meant to feel about all this. You knew there was still anger there, but you weren't sure if exploding on him relieved that feeling or made it worse. A part of you also felt guilty for it too, for not even giving him a chance to apologize in the first place. Maybe instead of awkwardly letting him inside later, you would've been having yet another movie night together.

That's what he was going to do now right? Apologize? You didn't really press on for my details when he messaged you earlier. You just hoped that seeing him again will trigger the right response to whatever he had planned.

You heard the doorbell ring and suddenly, it felt like your heartbeat quickened. You take careful steps towards the door and after mentally preparing yourself for whatever this was going to be, turn the doorknob.

"Hi," Jamie greeted, in the most awkward way possible for a guy as confident as he could. You notice him holding a box of LEGO flowers under his left arm and a pack of chocolate nuggets in his right hand.

In an attempt to lighten the mood, you jokingly ask, "Is your apology just going to be flowers and chocolate?" though it may have come across as harsher than you intended.

"No, but uh, in case you changed your mind about talking to me when you saw me, I thought this would at least get me through the door," Jamie explained and you slowly nodded your head.

"Well, you were right." You take the things from his hand and let him inside. 

You had already cleaned up the place before he came over and hidden all the messy catalogs and test papers in your room for the time being. Its current condition could honestly pass as one of those display sets in department stores.

You placed the items on your dining table before turning back to Jamie who was awkwardly standing in the middle of the living room.

You didn't want to delay this any further. "So, why'd you want to talk?"

"Right," Jamie started, still unable to look you in the eye. "I wanted to say sorry for not messaging you these past few weeks. I've just been busy and Richmond's been on a losing streak too,—"

"Is that really all you wanted to say?" Your tone was soft, but even you knew you were being blunt. You just couldn't handle the sinking feeling of anxiety in your chest anymore and while you might be rushing him, you just wanted to get this over with.

"No, it's not." Jamie closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He moves towards you and starts looking at you intently. "I'm sorry. For everything. You deserved an apology and an explanation a long time ago and I can't go back in time, so I want to do it now."

He pauses for a moment, and when you realize he's waiting for you to say something, you respond, "Go ahead, Jamie."

He nods his head and almost looks like he's psyching himself up before a match. He takes another deep breath before continuing.

"I wanted to start from when I started to get distant. I never told you, but after I started at Man City, dad came back into the picture."

"He did?" Your voice was barely a whisper, and you're unsure if he even heard it because he keeps talking.

"You know how he is, right?" Of course, you did. 

Growing up, you knew the exact times his dad would be coming over. There’d be some beat up car in their driveway and if you looked out your window, Jamie’s window blinds would be down. During the early years, you’d ask your mom to call their house, but after the first time and about a ten-minute call with Georgie, she started telling you they were busy. It was only after that outlying car in their driveway disappeared that Jamie would come knocking at your door, asking to play. He'd have this air of discomfort the first few days, but you were so happy being able to see him again that you’d end up ignoring it.

"Anyway, he was on my arse that whole time. He always had something to say after every match about how I fucked up or, how shit I'd been. Even if I was just sitting on the bench, he still had something to say. It was exhausting," You could tell that Jamie was starting to get angry at the reminder of his father, and without thinking, you reach out to hold his hand. Jamie seems to relax at your touch and when he seems to have composed himself, you let go.

"He would go on about the same things. Don't be soft, it's the fucking Premier League and shit like that. I just, I wanted it to stop. And I thought that toughening up would stop him from him getting under my skin. That meant removing everything that did make me soft, vulnerable. One of those things was you, but I realized now that it was in a good way. As in, I only ever felt comfortable and safe when I was with you." Your eyes widened at his confession and you felt tears threatening to fall.

"But fuck, Dad was really in my head back then. I thought that you were making me weak. And I hated the thought of him calling me that. So I stopped picking up your calls and messages. I just blocked you out.

"But when I started to realize I was becoming a prick, I thought you'd never want to talk to me again. That you'd hate me and it wasn't worth trying to get you to forgive me. Plus, Mum always had great stories about you, so I thought you were better off without me. I guess that's why I was such a prick back in the pub, pretending I didn’t know you. Might as well lean into it if I already lost you." At this point, you were resisting the urge to envelop Jamie in a hug and never let go, but you knew he wanted to finish his piece.

"And I know that it doesn't change the fact that it was a shitty way to treat someone I loved, but it's the best explanation I can give you. I really am sorry." Jamie held your eyes, emphasizing how genuine he was being. Someone I loved, did he really just say that? But he starts again before you can even consider what that meant.

"And, I really am trying to be better. I want to be worthy of staying in your life, if you'll let me. This time, I promise I'll never leave you like that ever again."

You were processing his words and couldn't answer immediately, so Jamie added, "And if you decide that you don't want anything to do with me, then you'll never have to see me again. But I promise to keep trying to be better even then."

You continued to stay silent and Jamie took that as your answer. "Right, so that's all I had to say, so I'll be out of—"

You wrap your arms around him, stopping him mid-sentence. The footballer is slow to reciprocate it, but when he does, you're transported back in time. It feels like you're eight again, and Jamie's football team just won the finals. It feels like you're fifteen again, and you've made up during a midnight run to the grocery after a stupid argument. It feels like you're seventeen again, saying goodbye to the only boy you've ever loved.

"I don't know if I'm ready to forgive you yet, Jamie. To go back to how it was before." You finally answer, and if you're being honest, you don't think you ever could go back. "But I want to be able to," you whisper and you feel him relax even more in your arms. "Just, don't fuck it up and leave again. Because I'd really love to have you in my life again."

"I promise I won't." And this time, you believe him.

A/N: and there you go! the angst is over! (or is it? muahaha) some cameos from liv and ted to help snap jamie out of it :) i had written jamie's apology monologue the same time i wrote reader's angry monologue from chapter three with some slight revisions when i put them in their respective chapters, so hopefully it matches up well stay tuned for the next chapter!!

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[bsverryin]

: ̗̀➛ Playing hard to get with Genshin men

Who?

╰┈➤ Kaeya, Wanderer, Diluc, Alhaitham, Ayato

Situation?

╰┈➤ They confessed to you but you're acting hard to get.

✎ HEADCANONS ONLY!!! This is really short!! This is kinda like my warm up cuz I'm gonna be working for a short story that I'll send for school I'm kinda nervous but I really need to learn more as a writer for like a better grammar 🥹 huhu someday I won't be able to keep It simple and use fancy words🫡 jkjk but for now i cannot assure you of perfect grammar but enjoy!!

: ̗̀➛ KAEYA

You didn't expect that Kaeya would really confess to you, he's playful and flirty and you'd always think he's like that to everyone. Other than being flirty, Kaeya was a hard working and gentle man. You disregard your feelings for him before so why is that he had to confess when you thought you've moved on?

You didn't say yes or no when he confessed. You wanted to get to know him better before officially starting to date him, but you knew it yourself that you liked him back but where's the thrill if you'd answer him that fast?

You started to hang out with him often and let him do things for you. He compliments you and does everything just so you could feel confident about yourself. He didn't realize that you liked him back after one month when you're showing signs, you compliment him more than he does and became more flirtous with him. When he realizes what you're doing and finds out himself that you liked him back, he immediately meets up with you and when you're about to talk he kisses you, only because he loves you.

: ̗̀➛ WANDERER

You didn't process when you heard wanderer confess to you, You didn't know that he could feel human emotions because you knew from your friends that he's a puppet. When you asked him why he did, he didn't answer and waited for your other response which you didn't give because it didn't feel right, you didn't know it was possible at all.

Wanderer was disappointed because you couldn't give him an answer that day when he confessed, so whenever you met him he looked like his usual self where he looked annoyed and you were shy around him because your heart was always beating fast, he hated those moments where you're shy that he wished he didn't confess to you to keep you comfortable.

When you finally had that alone moment with him, the silences were killing you both that you had no choice but to confess out of nowhere, he teased you when you said you loved him and laughed about it but he felt joy secretly as you let him hold your hand for the first time.

: ̗̀➛ DILUC

Diluc was confident when he confessed to you but he felt embarrassed when you couldn't give him an answer. You couldn't answer because of two reasons, one because you were so happy. Two because you didn't know what to say. Either way, you couldn't answer because Diluc was so popular that everyone has been greeting him and you didn't know what to do.

You liked him too but you didn't know if you're mentally or even financially stable enough for him. Diluc gave you all the time that you needed and all you did for weeks was think about his confessions and you were scared that if you won't answer sooner he'll get tired but you knew he wasn't that kind of person who changes feelings overnight.

So when you think that you're finally ready to face him and tell him about how you feel he was more than happy. He knew that you liked him but still he gave you time because he didn't want to make you feel overwhelmed with everything. All diluc wanted to do was to make you the happiest that you can be and you really wished you played more hard to get just to see his cute reactions.

: ̗̀➛ ALHAIHAM

When alhaitham confessed, all you thought about was playing hard to get because your heart, mind and soul knows that you loved alhaitham. Ever since the first day, alhaitham got your attention and you were so focused on him that you didn't think that he'd like you because of that.

Alhaitham knows that you're really trying hard to make him jealous and get him things to do for you, he doesn't mind because he lets you do everything that you want him to. Sometimes, he teases you by making you jealous just like what you do to him. It makes you want to answer him and tell the world that you're dating him but it's fun playing hard to get.

You didn't realize that you're building bonds with him by your moments together. You both knew that you like each other and completely forgot about the dating part because you already act like couples. He'd take you to beautiful places and buy you everything that you set your eyes on and you'd do the same for him. When you're both visiting a place with beautiful scenery, you initiated the first kiss to give him a sign that you're officially dating.

: ̗̀➛ AYATO

Ayato felt sad when you couldn't give him the answer that he wanted to hear because he thought that you liked him too. Ayato is your long time crush maybe you liked him for about five years and him confessing was the happiest day of your life, it didn't feel real that you ran before you could even speak you knew that it wasn't the right thing to do but you would always run around like a puppy when you're happy and he knows that but this time, he misunderstood you. He thought you ran because you didn't like him which made him very sad.

You were already imagining how you and Ayato would be like as couples, you even tried to be all naughty and hard to get around him but you'd always fold when he does the most gentle man things he usually does only to you. Your playing hard to get plans didn't work on him because he was busy to even realize that still, he balances his work and you.

One day, you woke up touch-starved that you decided that, that day was the day you're gonna finally answer him. Ayato was happy when he finally heard what he had been wanting too. After that, he lets you stay at his office, he would kiss your cheeks every minute holding your hand while he's working.

[warabidakihime]

Secret Woes of the Heart

Characters: Geto Suguru x Reader | College AU

Synopsis: In the quiet of the night, beneath the starry canvas, we laid bare our secret woes, uncovering the raw, imperfect beauty of our hearts, and in that vulnerability, we found the strength to love.

Content warning: none

A/N: please accept this peace offering from me for not being able to update my works consistently huhu. it's the last quarter of the year and that means, it's extremely busy at work and it needs my 100% attention and focus. i was also not feeling the best and so i couldn't really bring myself to write. hope you'll like this one. this fic's pretty much self-indulging as i wrote my genuine feelings into this one in hopes of feeling better lol. hopefully soon i can finally update my toji fic and post it as soon as i can.

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The clock on the wall ticked away the early hours of the morning, casting long shadows across the quiet corridors of Jujutsu High's dormitory. It was a time when most were lost in the embrace of sleep, a time when the world seemed to hold its breath in anticipation of a new day. But for you, this was not a time for rest.

Restlessness had become a familiar companion, and sleep remained elusive. The weight of your own thoughts bore down on your shoulders, an uninvited guest in the solitude of your dorm room. You tossed and turned, unable to escape the grip of your anxious mind.

Desperation led you to a decision—a decision that would take you through the silent halls to a particular door—the door of Suguru Geto, a man known for his night owl tendencies. You hoped his room held the comfort you sought, even if it meant intruding into his world at an ungodly hour.

As you stood before Suguru's dorm room, uncertainty danced in your heart. Would he be awake as usual, or had sleep claimed even the night owl's restless soul? There is only one way to find out.

With a hesitant hand, you gently pushed the door open, the soft creak of the hinges echoing in the stillness of the night.

"Huh? What're you doing here? It's like... 1 AM," Suguru mumbled, the harsh light from outside disturbing his slumber, his voice drowsy with sleep.

You smiled sheepishly. "Sorry... Am I disturbing you? I can go if you want."

Suguru waved you off, "Nah, it's fine. I was just... trying to sleep, that's all. You need something?"

You chuckled sheepishly as you entered his dimly lit dorm room and settled down on the corner of his bed. "Nothing in particular. Just can't sleep, is all. You're always awake at this hour, so I didn't think twice about not going, but I guess this was the day you decided to sleep early. Sorry again."

Suguru raised an eyebrow, looking around his room, slightly puzzled. "Don't worry about it. But, uh, what are you doing just coming into my room?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.

You shrugged, trying to play it cool, but it was clear something was bothering you. "It's really nothing, Suguru. It's just my insomnia acting up again."

Suguru sat up, leaning forward, concern etched on his face. "What's wrong? Come on, don't play coy with me. I can tell something's bothering you."

"Look at me," Suguru said sternly, using his assertive voice.

Pouting, you sighed like a child caught red-handed and slowly turned to face him, avoiding eye contact. "What?"

"Look," Suguru repeated, still using his stern voice. He reached out, gently grabbing your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze. Suguru gave you a smirk before leaning back. "So... come on. What's been troubling you?"

"It's really nothing, but if you're so itching to know..." You sighed again, allowing yourself to get comfortable on his bed, even going as far as resting your head on his lap before opening up. "I was just thinking about stuff while I was in my dorm room, and one thing led to another. Well... I found myself overthinking stuff again. Like, I love the idea and potential of love, but when it comes to actually being in love with someone and staying in love with them... I can't bring myself to believe that I'm capable of such a thing, especially given my history of exposure to toxic and abusive relationships.That thought terrifies me. I want to be able to love and receive love, but what if I'm bad at it? What if I hurt the person?"

Suguru's face flashed in your mind, as he was your person of interest, but you'd never really acted on it out of fear that you might hurt him. "Never mind. I told you, this isn't something to worry about. It's just me being dramatic and pessimistic. Don't worry about it, Suguru."

Suguru thought for a few moments, his gaze fixed on you. "You know, I never knew you thought about these things. Well, if you really want my opinion, I think you're fine. I don't see it as being dramatic at all. Your feelings are entirely valid, and it's not your fault for having these thoughts, given your experiences." He chuckled softly and patted your head. "But I also know you're someone capable of both. You're a good person, and I'm sure you know how to love."

You chuckled humorlessly, "You're just saying that, Suguru. But thank you; I appreciate the effort." You laid down more comfortably on his lap, finding solace in his warmth. "Talking about this without drinks is so funny and embarrassing. I never thought I'd spew stuff like this sober."

As you lay your head on Suguru's lap, a comfortable silence settled between you. The dim moonlight filtering through the curtains casts a soft glow in the room. Suguru's fingers found their way to your hair, gently combing through the strands as he began to speak.

"Y/N, you underestimate yourself. Love is a complex thing, and it's perfectly normal to have doubts and fears about it. But it's those very doubts that make you human. It's those vulnerabilities that make you capable of the deepest, most genuine love," Suguru said, his voice warm and soothing. "I've watched you from afar, and I've seen the kindness in your heart, the way you care for others, the way you listen. I know you're capable of love." Your eyes met his, and there was something in his gaze, an intensity you couldn't ignore. "I could say the same about you, Suguru. I've seen it in the way you've protected those dear to you and in how you've always been there for me." Your voice trembled slightly as you carried on. "I've admired you for a long time."

Suguru's fingers stilled in your hair, and he looked deep into your eyes. "You've admired me...?" He trailed off, his voice soft but tinged with surprise. You nodded, your heart pounding in your chest. "Yes, Suguru. More than that, actually, I... I've had feelings for you for a while now. I just never had the courage to admit it, especially when I was convinced that I couldn't love anyone."

A gentle smile crept across Suguru's face, and his fingers resumed their tender motion in your hair. "Y/N, you have no idea how long I've wanted to hear those words from you. I've been harboring these feelings for you, too, afraid that you didn't feel the same way."

Suguru's voice then softened even more, and his gaze held nothing but sincerity. "But please, don't worry about hurting me. I wholeheartedly trust and believe in you. I've seen the kindness and warmth in your heart, and I know that love isn't about one person doing all the work. It takes two to tango."

As you gazed into each other's eyes, the unspoken sentiments between you seemed to hang in the air, a tangible tension filled with anticipation. Suguru's fingers left your hair to gently cup your cheek, his thumb brushing lightly over your skin. The kiss that followed was soft and tentative, yet it carried a rush of warmth and a sense of long-awaited fulfillment. If someone stumbled upon the two of you, they'd probably find it adorable—like characters in a movie, finally realizing their feelings. The kiss marked a significant turning point, a sign that this slow-burning romance was finally moving forward.

Suguru eventually pulled away, but his gaze remained locked on yours, emanating warmth and longing. "Y/N, you are more than capable of love, and I want to demonstrate that to you. I want to be the one to prove it."

Your heart swelled with emotion, and you nestled even closer on his lap, burying your face in his chest while mumbling a soft thank you. Suguru's arms wrapped around you protectively, and his voice, already soft, sounded even more loving as he whispered, "You're welcome. It means a lot that you've entrusted your feelings to me."

-

Days turned into weeks, and your journey with Suguru had become a steady progression. You cherished every moment you spent together, learning more about each other and growing closer with each passing day. Your feelings deepened, and you both discovered the joy of sharing love with one another.

One evening, while you sat on Suguru's dorm room floor, surrounded by books and notes, he gently placed a cup of your favorite tea in front of you. You looked up and smiled, touched by his thoughtfulness.

"Y/N, there's something I've been wanting to do," Suguru said, his voice filled with anticipation.

You tilted your head, curious. "What is it?"

He reached for a book and opened it to a marked page. "I thought we could read together," he suggested with a playful glint in his eye. "We can take turns reading out loud. It's a way to share something new."

You nodded, captivated by the idea. "I'd love that."

As the two of you took turns reading, you found yourselves lost in the words of a story, sharing laughs and moments of quiet reflection. It was a simple yet meaningful way to strengthen your bond, and it felt like a promise of many more shared adventures to come.

In the weeks that followed, you both continued to grow as a couple, taking your time one step at a time. You embarked on more shared activities—exploring the city, discovering new cuisines, and even practicing jujutsu techniques together and going on missions together.

One evening, as you lay together on a blanket under the starlit sky, Suguru leaned in for a tender kiss. It was a kiss filled with love, and as you pulled away, he whispered, "I love you, Y/N."

You smiled, your heart full of affection. "I love you too, Suguru."

Suguru's eyes sparkled mischievously, and he couldn't help but tease you gently. "Told you you're more than capable of loving someone."

You chuckled, leaning in to place another soft kiss on his lips. With a playful glint in your eyes, you retorted, "Well, maybe I just needed the right person to come along and prove me wrong."

Suguru's laughter was as sweet as the night air, and he replied, "I'm honored to be that person, Y/N." He leaned in to seal your banter with another affectionate kiss.

It was a trait you'd discovered early in your relationship: Suguru was incredibly clingy and affectionate, and he had no reservations about showing it.

And as the two of you lay there, beneath the vast canvas of stars, you knew that your love story was just beginning.

[yelenasdiary]

Hey, this weekend is my birthday huhu. You could do something like Wanda waking Y/n up with kisses and a lot of affection and then also with her organizing a surprise party with the help of our kids (Billy, Tommy and America) I will be very happy if you can do that, thank you 💞💞

Happy Birthday

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Summary: Wanda along with your 3 children surprise you on your special day   

Fluff | Wanda & Reader share 3 kids | 1.3K | 

AC: Happy Birthday!! I hope you enjoy this, and I hope you had a wonderful day!

If there was anybody more excited for your special day, it was Wanda and the kids. For Wanda it was almost like a second Christmas, a day where she could shower you with love and show you how much she and the kids love you and everything you do for them. Everyday Wanda showered you with love of course but it was always extra special on your birthday.

"Good morning" Wanda smiled softly against your lips when her gentle kisses woke you up, "happy birthday, my love" she added with another kiss. You hummed at the feel of her soft lips on yours, "good morning to you as well" you smiled, "I promised you nothing major today, just a day with the kids so that's what we'll do" Wanda's soft smile never left her lips as she took in your features. 

"A day out with you and the kids means more to me than anything"

"How did I get so lucky huh?" Wanda kissed you once more, this time a little deeper. "Can we come in now?" you heard a young Billy call from outside the door, "they made breakfast" Wanda whispered before slipping out of bed an wrapping herself in her robe, "come in loves" she added. 

The door swung open, and you were instantly greeted with the wide smiles of your three children. Billy and Tommy held gifs in their hands while America held the tray full of food in hers. "Happy Birthday Ma!" the twins rushed to be the ones to sit beside you while America carefully placed the tray of food across your lap, "Happy Birthday Mama" she smiled. 

"Thank you, all of you! This looks delicious and I do hope that you will help me eat it all" 

"The boys will but I have to finish a protect for school, I'm really close, I'm sorry" America replied with sorry eyes, "it's due tomorrow and I just want to get it done before we do whatever it is Mum has planned" she adds. "That's okay darling, you don't have to explain" you smiled softly, the twins already helping themselves to the grapes in the bowl. 

"As for me, I'm going to make a coffee" Wanda announced before following America out of the room. "Ma open your gifts first! Please!!" Billy looked up at you with, his cheeks stuffed with grapes earning himself a chuckle from you, "already, who's first?" You smiled. 

"Did Natasha get back to you?" Wanda spoke softly to America as they stood in the middle of the living room making sure they had everything ready for your surprise. "Yeah, we have the park for 4 hours before they have to allow the general public access" America couldn't hide her excited smile. Wanda and the kids have been planning something very special for you for weeks now, the biggest worry was the twins getting too excited and accidently spoiling it. "She has no idea!" Wanda smiled proudly. Today's plan was to have the twins keep you distracted as much as possible while Wanda and America got everything packed into the car. 

After breakfast with the help of the twins, Wanda returned with a coffee in hand standing in the doorway, "Boys, why don't you go get dressed for today, we'll be leaving in 45 minutes" she announced. The twins nodded a little too quickly as they jumped off the bed not without giving you a kiss on the cheek and wishing you another happy birthday. 

"What have you got planned?" you raised a brow as you looked at Wanda as she placed her coffee on the bedside table, "just a day in the park, why?" she looked back at you with a light smirk. "Wands, those boys are really excited about something, I knew you couldn't help yourself" you chuckled, placing the empty tray to the side and pulling Wanda closer to you, "I promise you my love, it's just a day in the park. You know the one the boys kept going on and on about recently? With the big playground? That's the park" she assured you. "Okay, that makes sense" you smiled before kissing your wife again. 

"As much as I'd love to stay here and kiss you all day, but we leave in 40 minutes" Wanda informed you as her eyes drifted to the alarm clock on her side of the bed. "Want to save time and join me in the shower?" you suggest, Wanda chuckled with a nod, "good thinking" 

----

You'd been in the car for over an hour now and the boy's excitement was making you very curious as to where exactly this park was. "How far is this park?" you looked over at Wanda who kept her eyes on the road in front of her. 

"Just another 30 minutes" she replied, "which reminds me" she reached one hand to the backseat and gentle padded America on the knee, "You have to put this one" she hands you a blind fold. "Oh, I knew it!" you playfully shook your head as you took the blind fold from Wanda's hand, "you couldn't help yourselves, could you?" you added, talking to everybody. "Shut up and put it on, will you?" Wanda chuckled as she quickly gave you a playful glare, "Yes Ma'am" you joked as you put the black blind fold on. 

"Good, now just another 25 minutes at the most" Wanda smiled too the children through the review mirror. The rest of the car ride felt like it went on forever, you weren't sure if that was because you were excited but didn't want to give into Wanda and show her or if it was the fact, you were blind folded. You could hear the giggles and whispers from the twins in the back which only led to more excitement building up wanting to know what exactly your family had planned, you were sure by now that it wasn't a trip to some park with a huge playground for the twins to enjoy. 

"We're here!" Wanda announced with a hand on your knee, "oh goodie! I can take this off now" you reached for your blind fold only to have Wanda slap your hand gently, "not yet, we'll tell you when. You just wait here while we unload the car" she spoke giving you a quick kiss on the cheek. 

The only stuff that needed to be unloaded was everybody's backpacks, Billy and Tommy begging Wanda to hurry up and get the backs out of the trunk before they started fighting over who would be the one to take off your blind fold. America shook her head and rolled her eyes as big sisters too in such a situation. "How about both of you take it off Ma?" Wanda suggested in a whisper, "fine" the boys sighed. 

"Are you ready love?" Wanda called as she closed the trunk, "I've been ready all morning!" you joked. Tommy opened the passenger door then with the help of Billy, you took a hand each as they guided you out of the car, "Keep your eyes close Mama!" Billy said while he and Tommy got you to kneel to their level before taking your blind fold off together, "okay! Open your eyes!" the boys said almost in sync. 

As you opened your eyes, you were greeted with the wonderful grates of Disney Land, you've always wanted to go but never found the time. "SURPRISE!" your little family cheered, "Happy Birthday my love, thank you for always being the best and much, much more" Wanda smiled softly as she pulled you in for a kiss. "You've out done yourselves!" you smiled at your three children, "just wait until you get inside! Everybody is waiting!" Billy spoiled the last surprise causing you all to giggle. "You brought everybody here?" You turned to Wanda. 

"Everybody is here and we have the park to ourselves for four hours, told you we were going to a park" she playfully winked as she intertwined her fingers with yours, "I love you, all of you so much" you said as you and your family made your way through the gates.

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[ticklygiggles]

Tickletober Day 12: Invisibility

Ft. Albedo x Aether

A/N: This one's probably a little too random, but that's okay, right? Also this was half-written while I was waiting for my mom to get her haircut huhu

Also, these are suppose to be drabbles, but this one got a little longer huhu

"Ah, traveler, it's good to see you."

Aether arched an eyebrow. "Traveler? Do you have any business with me, Chief Alchemist?"

Aether grinned when he saw a soft pink hue creeping around the shells of Albedo's ears. The alchemist cleared his throat and moved his hand to show a glass full to the rim with a transparent liquid.

"What?" Aether crossed his arms above his chest. "Do you have more experiments to do on me? I thought we do plenty of experiments by now."

The soft pink hue turned red and quickly spread across Albedo's cheeks. Aether giggled.

"Stop teasing me," Albedo said, sheepishly rubbing the tip of his nose. "This is not an experiment to find out about your peculiar constitution," he explained, carefully holding the glass in his hand. "This... will probably help you out in your adventures."

"How?"

"... It makes you invisible."

A moment of silence. Aether looked at the glass and then at Albedo's eyes. The glass and then his eyes again.

"Like... Completely invisible?" Albedo nodded. "For how long?"

"That's... Something that I have yet to discover, but I'd say for around fifteen to twenty minutes?"

Aether frowned, so this was the experiment that Albedo had had his nose stuck in all this time? Although Aether couldn't say that it was a bad experiment, at the end of the day, having a fifteen to twenty minute adventage on an enemy was, simply put, a wonder.

Aether hummed and he grabbed the glass from Albedo's hand, sniffing at it. The smell and transparency were not unlike that of water, Aether might even think that Albedo wanted to prank him, but he knew that his boyfriend was very serious when it came to alchemy.

"Any side effects?"

Albedo shook his head. "There shouldn't be any, in any case the only thing to worry about would be the duration of the potion. Maybe instead of fifteen minutes, it can be a few days?"

Risky, but having Albedo by his side, he knew he was going to be, one way or another, safe. So thinking about it one more time, he raised the glass to his lips and drank the liquid. Just like the color and smell, the taste was the same as water. He handed the glass back to Albedo and waited.

"How long- oh!" The first thing that disappeared was his feet. He felt weird and a little dizzy when he saw that, suddenly, there was nothing past his ankles.

Albedo looked at him intently and they both gasped as Aether's legs also disappeared. He fully trusted Albedo, but instinctively, he patted the place where his legs should be and sighed in relief feeling them there.

The next thing to go were his hands, his arms, his torso, and finally his head. A deathly silence fell over them, both holding their breath.

"... A... Aether?"

"I'm here! This is so weird! When my legs disappeared I couldn't see them, but now that I'm fully invisible, I can see my body just as normal! Can you see me?"

Albedo shook his head, "I cannot. So you say..." He grabbed his notebook and began scribbling, checking the clock on his desk once, "... That you couldn't see your body as you became invisible, but now you can see it?"

"Yes! You really can't see me?" Aether waved his invisible hand in front of Albedo and the alchemist shook his head again. "But wait, can I get through things?"

Albedo chuckled. "I think you can grab everything just perfectly."

Aether hummed and he grabbed the pen Albedo was holding. He was right, it felt just as it would feel some other day. Albedo took the pen back and scribbled on his notebook again.

"This is so interesting. I was expecting it to work, of course, but not so well. Do you feel any discomfort?"

"I don't."

"Good. Did you feel anything strange as you were gaining your invisibilihihity- hehey!" Albedo flinched when he felt a sudden poke to the side of his ribs. "What are you doing?" he asked looking to where he supposed Aether was.

Aether giggled, "I'm over here," he said, poking Albedo's other side. "Or maybe here?" He wiggled his fingers on the back of Albedo's neck. "Or right here!" He said, now clawing his fingers on Albedo's tummy.

Albedo squeaked and he tried to stop the invisible tickling, but goodness, how could he without seeing the offending hands?

"Oh, I think I like this experiment very much!"

"Stahahap! Thihihis is nohohot why I mahahade thihis fohohor!" Albedo giggled, doubling over and pressing the notebook to his chest when he felt an ambush of pokes to his ribs. "Dohohon't pohohoke me thehere!"

Aether giggled and Albedo squeaked when he felt his breathing right against his ear. "You must look so funny right now, Albedo! Laughing yourself silly when no one is here," he teased him and Albedo flushed heavily. "What's so funny, Albedo? Why are you laughing when no one is here?"

"Gohohoodness, stohohop! You're mahahaking me feheheel- ahahaha! Stahahap!"

"Making you feel what, hmm?" Aether asked as his hands latched to Albedo's lower sides and squeezed.

"Nehehervohohus- stohohop!" Albedo squirmed, finally letting the notebook fall so he could try to catch Aether's hands, but he just couldn't see him and Aether kept jumping from spot to spot, startling Albedo and making him feel more helpless than what he already was.

"You can't catch me? You're always so fast! What's going on?" He teased playfully, nibbling on the side of Albedo's neck.

The alchemist squeaked and he reached to the side, but was surprised to feel Aether's arms hugging him from the front, his own arms trapped by Aether's embrace.

Albedo gasped, "Don't!" He warned and immediately ducked his head down, chin pressed to his chest, trying to protect the mark on his neck.

Aether giggled, "Oh, you think you can hide it?" He playfully asked and Albedo giggled brightly when be suddenly felt Aether's fingers wiggling on the back of his neck, forcing his head back.

Aether's lips immediately latched to Albedo's mark and started nibbling at it.

"AHAHAHA! Hohohold uhuhup! I cahahahan't" He cackled, fighting his invisible boyfriend's embrace.

Aether simply hummed, making some embarrassing noises as if he was eating Albedo's sensitive skin and, in case the nibbling wasn't enough, Aether also started blowing raspberries on the soft skin and Albedo nearly lost it, his hands clutching what seemed to be Aether's sides and he wiggled his fingers.

Aether giggled, "Aha! Trying to tickle me back now, huh? That just won't do!" He said and without warning, he wrestled Albedo to the ground, his fingers immediately finding Albedo's ribs.

"GAHAHAHA! Nohoho! No plehehease!" Albedo squirmed like a little worm, looking hilarious to anyone who didn't know that Aether was on top of him, tickling his most sensitive spot.

The invisible tickled were driving Albedo up the wall. He could feel the hands tickling him, of course, but his mind was already so stimulated by the intense sensations that he just couldn't control his hands and try to push Aether's hands off his body.

"What's so funny, Albedo? Why are you laughing like that when no one is around?"

His blush spread across his whole face as he heard Aether's words. The teasing making him shy and silly, and he even sent a quick glance to the entrance of his camp to see if no one was watching the scene.

"I always forget how ticklish your ribs are, Albedo." The both knew that was a lie. "And I'm suddenly hungry, y'know?"

Albedo shrieked. "NOHO!" He said, desperately squirming under Aether, but the traveler simply chuckled and Albedo shrieked again when he saw Aether's head lowering to his-

"WAIT! Wahahahait! I cahahan seehehehe yohohou!"

Aether pouted, "aw, already? Oh well!"

"NO! N-NAHAHAHA!" Albedo howled with laughter, his head tilting back as he felt Aether's teeth playfully sinking into his clothed ribcage.

Tears of laughter clinged to his lashes and he weakly pushed at Aether's shoulders and head, but it was useless. If anything, he laughed even more when Aether started to make those silly noises as if he was eating him... again.

"I GIHIHIVE! I gihihive uhuhup!"

Aether giggled, stopping all at once and leaning his body against Albedo's, barely letting him room to catch his breath.

"I'm dihihiyihing," Albedo giggled, cleaning the tears off his cheeks. "That w-was unnecessahary."

"Hmm, I just wanted to check if this new discovery would actually help me out during a fight!" Aether said with a bright grin, pressing a quick kiss to Albedo's lips. "I think it would!"

Albedo chuckled and nodded, "Very well, I'll get you a few bottles ready for your next adventure."

"Hmm, my boyfriend alchemist is the best."

[summercreolefanfictioner]

I can't get my fave girl out of my miiiiiiind

maya sakamaki random headcanons pt 2

she actually trains herself to become immune from vampire poisons and stuff. she's immune from human poison but ever since turning as a vampire, she easily knocks out or gets suffocated from reiji's poison stash (had to train so karl won't dispose of her as the sakamaki doll soon)

maya ate one of her classmate's dream bcos apparently this one girl saw laito having sex with a girl from the library while drinking her blood and she went batsht yandere on her own, having fantasies abt being the one with laito instead. maya had to eat that dream bcos she has no faith this human can be trusted.

there was a time when she showed kanato the answer to the tests via dream (and yes he passed bcos she just doesn't wanna deal with his tantrums over reiji not giving him his sweets)

she keeps a lighter in her bag and was mistaken by some classmates to be a smoker (nah she keeps it to burn all the people and vampires she killed bcos being a special maid requires leaving no evidence behind)

she can't sing for the life of her. however, kanato has noticed her humming "Someday My Prince Will Come" several times and he secretly likes it.

being the new master of the dream world, maya actually puts all laito's dreams and nightmares in the highly-classified info category. like it's so untouchable that only the dream master can see them.

there was a time in maya's original lore that gilbert and devyn (@secretarykang) spent the night together (like they were drunk and lonely). and karl made maya eat that dream a few years after so devyn won't remember. tbh maya said that dream was the most delicious dream tho.

maya killed this one teacher who almost stole yui's pe uniform (ofc main girl has no idea they have a perverted teacher) and buried him in cement from a construction site

up to this day, she is still unaware that subaru had that crush on her like the bros tease him every time he's left with her or when he offers to help her with the groceries but she just thinks he is either being helpful or annoying

ayato stole one of her colored pens bcos he thinks they bring good luck for his exams (it actually did tho for some reason)

despite her cherry obsession, she actually doesn't like smelling them on her. basically, anything citrus or fruity scents is a no for her. she only likes them on bathing products but as a perfume, she detests them.

she actually met one of her siblings in person. she just didn't know it was them. however, they knew her but they weren't allowed to introduce themselves to her under kanato's strict orders.

basically, this sibling knew it was her so kanato wanted to test if maya would be willing to meet them. turns out, she gets anxiety at the idea of them reappearing in her life so yeah you get the gist.

there was this one girl from another class who fell in love with her. like she found maya so beautiful every time she bakes and her elegance and air of dollness.

sadly, the girl died bcos she tried strangling kanato during after-class duties.

she actually hates cleaning laito and subaru's bedrooms. her fave would def be shuu's. reiji doesn't like anyone going to his room cause he be experimenting abt reviving beatrix. kanato's room is mostly organized bcos she always sleeps there. ayato's room is okay like the mess can be easily fixed in a few minutes.

when maya was still a newbie vampire, there was a time when she couldn't sleep at night bcos she heard yui and ayato having sex next door (like her heightened sense of hearing made it difficult for her to cover the noises)

she is browsing through catalogues of breast reduction surgeries bcos she believes her breasts are the reason she can't grow a bit taller

she doesn't know how to make keiichirou (@gingerall) forget the time when she gave him mental trauma (she still figuring it out like give her time huhu)

maya broke the glass of the family limo once by throwing a baseball on it. won't hesitate to do it again.

she has this nasty habit of chopping food loudly or placing the tableware or any dinnerware on the table with a thud whenever she's mad

[two-white-butterflies]

of magic and men pt. 2

Description: When a Targaryen is born, the gods flip a coin; madness and greatness. Who said that they couldn't be both?

Your uncle Daemon fights a war with the Crabfeeder and whispers tell you that your father favors his son, Aegon. Which leads you towards a dark path – one of the blackest magic. (requested by @izzybella016) (she/her pronouns used) (TW: creepy behavior, manipulation, blood magic)

Featuring an original character

pt. 1

There were no bells that rang that night. No clocks that signaled midnight. Only a dark thick curtain that laid atop King Viserys' bed, that told everyone that a new era would begin.

"The King is dead." Ser Alvarro announces in the small council, watching as his lovers face contorts into pain. "He died comfortably according to the maesters." he added hoping to somehow comfort their pains.

Daemon shifts his sword to his left hand, his eyes prowling upon Ser Alvarro. "Thank you, Alvarro." Y/N mumbles as she presses a hand on her chin, and tears began to brim in her eyes.

She spent years thinking that her father rebuked her, and she completely forgot to spend time with him. "Now that the weight of the crown shifts on your head, we must deal with conflicts of interest." he broke the silence, acting like he couldn't notice Daemon's glare.

He still believed that he exerted power over her.

"Conflicts of interest?" she could hear Lord Beesbury question from behind her as Ser Alvarro nods. "The Hightowers, especially Queen Alicent." he tried to point his fingers at his ex-lover, a statement that earns a bitter chuckle from the Queen.

"The only conflict of interest here is yours." she announced loudly and his eyebrows furrow. "My Queen, I have been nothing but your loyal sheep." he acts clueless and Daemon twirls his sword once more.

"You pinned me and my father against each other. The things you have said to me, warrants for treason." she accuses boldly as the Kingsguards began to point their swords at him. "Take him to the dungeons as he awaits his trial." she commanded, her eyes watching as they dragged the knight away.

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A year after that Queen Y/N married Daemon Targaryen. Their rule was known as Jaehaerys' second-coming. The realm had been bountiful, and the House of The Dragon ruled for many more years.

AN: I know that it's short but I really just want a happy ending for Daemon huhu.

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Hi!! I saw you were asking for requests so if you still are, I am always searching for more Matt Murdock fluff! Maybe waking you up from a nightmare bc he can hear your heart start to race? Doesn’t matter completely up to you if you want to write it :)

3AMs & you ➳ matt murdock

pairing: matt murdock x reader

word count: 361

genre/warnings: fluff, hurt/comfort, a bit of triggering topics like a family member's death, matt murdock being sweet & domestic bc yes that man acting all lovey-dovey gives me a heart attack 😩

synopsis: your grandmother's death took a really big toll on you. luckily enough, matt's there by your side.

a/n: hi anon!! tysm for requesting this, i’ve always wanted to write a matt fic but my writer’s block got in the way huhu also im so sorry its too short i wrote this last night while recovering from a headache 😭 but anw i hope you enjoy this little blurb and hopefully i successfully satisfied your request i’ll stop now hehe enjoy!!

It was your first night at the hotel you booked in Manhattan for your grandmother's funeral. A really dangerous place for an old woman to be in, but hey, there was no changing your grandma's mind. Your grandma had died of an illness and all your relatives are coming to her funeral. But out of all of them, you were the closest to her. Whenever your mom or dad was at work, she was there to take care of you and when your sister was born, it was your turn to help her take care of your sister. Which is why her death struck you most than it did your other relatives besides your mom. Thankfully, she had met Matt a few years before she died.

"Grandma!" You heard a little voice similar to yours when you were younger call out. You turned your head to the left side of the field to confirm if it was really you and it was. You were five, playing with your grandma in her field. You smiled at the memory being played in front of you. You were about to go to your grandma until she slowly passed out on the ground. You ran to your grandmother then your surroundings changed to seeing her in her death bed, the monitor by your side flat-lining.

"Y/N, wake up!" You were jolted awake by your lover's voice. It was all a nightmare. Matt seemed to have woken you up, detecting your accelerating heartbeat and you breaking into a cold sweat.

"Matt?" You called out, even if he was embracing you in his arms. "Yes, sweetheart?" He answered back softly. "You won't leave me like she did, right?" You asked lightly, tears pricking your eyes as you did. "Oh, baby. You couldn't let me leave you, even if you tried." He said with a small smile, pressing a kiss to your temple. "I love you, Matthew. I love you, so so much." You said, finally letting the hot tears roll down your cheeks.

"I love you, too, Y/N. I love you more than you can imagine." He replied back, slightly tightening his hold on you.

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That’s the thing about illicit affairs

Pairing: Andy Barber  x Reader

Warnings: Soft!Dark Andy, Swearing, Alcohol consumption, Sexual themes, mention of cheating, drama. If you’re not 18+ please, PLEASE, do not interact. Be mindful of the warnings. Let me know if I miss anything.

A/N: HIIIIII. I’m going to have my upper wisdom teeth surgically removed tomorrow since they’re impacted. Lol huhu I got my lower wisdom teeth removed back when I was a junior in college and I remembered it hurting so bad I had to miss univ for a week. Pray for my fast recovery plz. I remember that it hurt a lot, but I forgot how painful it was.. Time does that, doesn’t it?  Anywayyy thank you for the support, likes, reblogs, replies, for following my account! I hope your days are always as beautiful as Helen of Troy!

You were my Helen, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, End

Andy's face flashed a brief recognition, brief surprise, and a brief panic before he was able to school his expression to nonchalant. This was never part of the plan, he never intended for you to be dragged onto this mess- his mess. His years as a practicing attorney afforded him the ability to remain calm despite the shock that was you.

He smiled at you and Laurie, his wife. He walked confidently to her, before planting a kiss on her cheek. He unbottoned his jacket before sitting beside his wife. "I'm sorry." He looked directly at you briefly before smiling at his wife, "I hope I'm not too late."

He was.

How could he act like he didn't know you, like he didn't spend days and nights with you, like he didn't live with you, like he hadn't been inside you- as if you were nothing, as if you didn't matter. You wanted to cry, you wanted to scream, you wanted to disappear. The truth was screaming right at you, the truth was sitting in front of you. And you couldn't do anything. You felt so powerless.

You were flabbergasted. You had been living a lie for the past months. You felt so stupid. You were frozen, and you didn't notice that you were shaking.

"Dear? Are you fine?" Laurie's sweet voice asked you as she noticed you remained standing.

You breathed deeply before slowly releasing a shaky breath. You sat down slowly, elegantly. Finding your composure, you looked at her again, your demeanor back to being a professional journalist. "I'm fine, Laurie." He ruined your life, but you would make sure he would never ruin your career. "Shall we continue?"

You shoved down your emotions as best as you could, but you couldn't stop your hands from shaking. And he noticed. He noticed everything about you. But why were you so blinded when it came to him?

Andy looked at you worriedly, "We don't have to do this if you aren't well," he said softly, his eyes on you, but his whole demeanor was off. He was offering you a way out of this mess. He felt sorry for you- you could see it. But if he did, then why did he lie to you? So this was who he really was, Andy Barber the CEO, Andy Barber- the one who broke your heart, betrayed you, and made you a fool.

Laurie held on to Andy's muscular arm before looking at you with concern on her face. How could Andy cheat on his wife when she was this wonderful? How could he do this to her? To you?

"Yes, dear. Andrew's right. We can reschedule this some other time."

You breathed in shakily, before mustering the courage to smile at the couple in front of you- the one you didn't know until now that you almost ruined.

"No, I'm okay. I'm sorry about that. Shall I continue?"

And you did.

Looking down at the paper you were holding, "You've mentioned how you needed a partner you can trust in order to be successful, can you tell us about how you found each other?"

Laurie looked so in love at Andy who was only silent, before telling you how they met when they were younger, how Andy had a vision for the company, how he was so ambitious that she could not help but say yes to him. "I am really so lucky that I found a man like him, you know?"

You did know. Because you loved the same man.

She smiled at you, before looking down at your ring finger. Her eyes widening, "Oh I missed it, you're engaged, dear?"

Andy froze upon his wife's question. You gritted your teeth. You could not believe he had the audacity to ask for your hand in marriage when he was already married. Did he have fun playing with you? Did he have fun manipulating you?

Did he have fun breaking your heart?

"I was. Not anymore." You answered briefly, your eyes focused down on your notes.

Andy clenched his jaw from your answer. He wanted to be mad, to be angry- but he knew he was the one at fault here. He could not blame you. But still, you were his. He was a bastard for promising you forever when he could not do it. He was a selfish man for securing you for himself, when you could not have the whole of him. And you deserved better than this. You were just soldiering through the interview, swallowing down your self-pity in order to finish the job. You were a strong woman, and your mother did not raise a quitter.

"I'm sorry about that, dear." She said solemnly. "I'm sure you'll find someone better than him."

"I will."

And you would make sure of that. You would find someone who was true, who was not hiding you, who was who he said he was. The next time love found you again, you would look for the signs, you would listen to other people, you would not jump without thinking. You could feel Andy's eyes on you.

"It says here that you had a son..." you trailed off as your eyes voluntarily went to Andy's. He had a son? You could not believe your eyes. This was too much for you. For today. For this month. For this year. "If you don't mind me asking, how did this devastating event change the course of your lives?"

Laurie smiled sadly, her eyes becoming glossy, "His name was Jacob. He was seven when he died from a car accident. W-" she breathed in deeply, holding onto Andy's arm for support, "We put up a foundation for children. We take then under our wing, send them to schools, fund their educations. You know? Something we can no longer do."

They lost a child?

"I promised myself," Andy spoke for the first time, his baritone voice resounding on the office walls. You dared not look at him, you could not. You were barely hanging on a thread as it was, just wanting to finish the job so you could deal with your heartbreak. "that when I get the chance to be father once again, I would give everything to him, that I would be the best father. I will make sure he has everything he could ever need, that he will have a complete family."

You looked up to him, his dark eyes looking straight to yours.

It was an hour with Andy and his wife when you reached the end of the interview. You smiled professionally at the couple in front of you before offering your hand to Laurie who accepted it with a warm smile.

"I really am sorry," you smiled sadly at her, "for the late substitution." and for falling for your husband.

You had no choice but to do the same with her husband. He offered his left hand to you. Not having any choice, you accepted his hand. His large hand clasped yours tightly, before briefly running his fingers on your ring.

It took him a moment before he let go of your hand. You refused to look at him again as you walked away from them, from his life.

You walked out of the building, your heart started breaking. Only when you entered your car did you let yourself feel. You let yourself feel the betrayal, the shame, the sadness. You wanted it all to be a dream, but it wasn't. This was your reality, this was how the love that you felt, that you poured, that you experienced, ended. There was no potential happy ending with this. And you knew, at the back of your mind, Andy was not who he said he was. There were warnings- warnings that you chose to overlook because you were a fool in love.

They said what you don't know won't kill you.

They were wrong. It did kill you.

You were hunched over your steering wheel, your shoulders shaking as you cried your heart out, as you finally let yourself be weak. You jumped when someone knocked over your window. You looked at him over you tear-stained eyes.

He was looking at you with worry in his eyes, his brows furrowed. You looked around the parking lot with panic you have never felt before. What was he doing? What if somebody saw this?

You were scared because now you knew you were a mistake, that this was a mistake, that this should never have happened in the first place.

That you were his fucking mistress. No matter how unwilling you were, he made you his.

"Open the door, Helen," he pleaded as he knocked again. You shook your head at him viciously. You were starting your car when he started pleading more. "Helen, baby," he tried opening the door that you luckily locked, "Open the fucking door. Let me explain, please."

Did this man have no shame? The only good thing with this was how deserted the parking lot was seeing as it was an off time. You looked at him, tears streaming down your face. Could he not just let you go with whatever dignity you were left with?

What was there left to say?

He was married. For fuck's sake, he was a married man and he asked your hand for marriage. How fucked up was that? How fucked up was he?

"You're dead to me." You said so quietly, but he heard it. He heard the hurt, the pain, the anger in your voice. And for a second he stopped trying to get to you. Only when you tried to drive out of the parking lot did he start panicking once again, knocking over your window so hard you thought it would break. He was simultaneously trying with all his might to open your car door. "Helen," he called at you, "Helen, baby please. Stop. Let me talk to you. Stop running away!"

He even moved with your car, but you that only made you more insistent to get away from him, from this nightmare that was him.

You didn't look back as you left. There was nothing more for you.

By some miracle, you made it at your shared apartment. You didn't know where to go, but you were sure it wasn't here. You were lost, and now you didn't know where home was. You went straight to your huge walk-in closet, the one Andy was so happy to fill with your clothes beside his. He had the audacity to play house with you when he was a spoken man, when he was married. You were wiping your eyes angrily as you shove your clothes in your bag. You would only take your essentials.

You were putting your passport, makeups, and whatnots in your other bag when you heard the front door slammed against the wall. His heavy steps could be heard as he called for you, agitation apparent on his voice. You hurriedly closed your bags, lifting it up and wanting to escape now. You would come back for the rest of your stuff- but for now, you could not stay.

Just when you exited your bedroom, Andy saw you. His eyes wide, his breathing heavy as he walked closer to you. His steps were big as he closed the distance between the two of you. "Thank God you're here." He whispered. He was about to take you in his muscular arms, the one Laurie held mere hours ago when without thinking, your hand found his face, slapping him as hard as you could. His head faced to the side from the impact, his skin reddening.

Slowly, he turned his head to you. His pleading eyes found your resentful ones, "I thought you left me already." He breathed a sigh of relief before his eyes found your bags behind you.

"You're leaving me?" he began as you stepped around him. Andy's hand found your bag, wrenching it away from you, "Where are you going? You're leaving me? Why are you leaving me?"

Still not meeting his eyes, you tried to get back the bag he was hiding from you, expertly maneuvering his body so you could not reach it. "Helen, you promised me you wouldn't leave me when things get messy. You promised me! Were you lying to me?"

You froze. You looked up at his blue eyes, looking at him for the first time and truly seeing him. He was no prince charming. He was not going to save you. You should have known better.

He was Helen, who was unhappily married to Menelaus.

He was Delilah, who was the one who betrayed Samson leading to his demise.

He was Cleopatra, who only used Julius Caesar for her gain.

And the worst of it all, he was Hades, the one who trapped Persephone, giving her no choice but to stay with him in the underworld.

"Then that makes the two of us, don't you think Andrew?" your voice held the contempt you had been feeling. He had lied to you so much that you were blinded by him. He had lived a double life too carefully he could have gotten away with it far longer if fate had not decided to intervene, if God didn't take pity on you.

But thank God, He did intervene. Otherwise you would spend your life so utterly in love with the man you really did not know.

Andy was silent, but his eyes held the same panic that he bayed when he saw you back in Boston. He was still holding your bag away from your reach. "So now, what? You're just gonna leave me when things get difficult? Is that it, Helen? I thought you love me!"

You could not believe him. You really did not recognize the man standing in front of you. Yes, he looked just like the man you loved. But he wasn't that person, anymore. Now that you knew who he really was.

"I love you." you stated so certainly it left no doubt on his mind. "I do."

He shut his eyes tightly, tension radiating from him. "I love you, too." he whispered so softly, so contrasting to his body language, "And I know- Helen, I know we can get through this. I'll do all the hard work, all you need to do is to just stay with me. Helen-I swear, you will not be hu-"

"But I don't think I can love you anymore because right now all I feel for you is hatred."

Andy was weakened by what you declared that you were able to snatch your bag away from his hand. You didn't realize you were crying. You looked at him before turning your back on him. You were almost to the door, your hand opened it when Andy's large hand slammed the door down. His muscular chest flattened behind you.

"Where are you going?"

"Away from you."

"We are not yet, done. We will never be done-"

You turned to him so abruptly that his face softened when he saw the state you were in, with your tear stained cheeks, swollen eyes, and crushed expression.

"Was it fun playing with me? Was it fun making a fool out of someone who only loved you?"

Gently, Andy pulled your farther away from the door. He blocked the door with his muscular body, "I'm telling you, Helen, I will fix this for us! I will leave her, I will-"

You thought you had already lost it, but hearing him justify what he did, hearing him showing no remorse made you saw red. You thrashed against him, pulling your arm away from him. You created distance between the two of you, "You made me think I was crazy." you accused him. Your eyes went down to that big stone sitting on your ring finger. And it disgusted you how your relationship was built on a lie, on a pretense of a future that could never happen. "You accused me of cheating on you when between the two of us, it was you who made me a cheater! A mistress! Your whore!

"You are not a whore! I will not have you calling yourself that! You are the love of my life, Helen."

"Why can't you just let me go? Please just let me leave." you sobbed over your hands.

"No. You're the one for me."

"You're fucking married, Andy!"

"Yes. I know. I told you I will leave her! I will come back for you! I love you!" His voice was increasing now, willing for you to understand him.

And right then and there you knew he would not go down without a fight. He was a man who knew what he wanted. And he would get it no matter what. Right now, what he wanted was you. He would never give you up.

Finally, you fell silent. It was dawning on you that you could never win against the Attorney Andrew Barber. No matter what you said, he would never changed his view that you were his. He would not let you win. And you were just so damn tired that your knees gave out. Andy was quick to kneel in front of you. His hand was caressing your cheek, looking at you with so much conviction and love.

You were never scared of Andy. He had always given you a choice before, but now? Now he was taking charge. Now he was boxing you in to the life he wanted for himself. And the feeling of being directed to what you should feel was making you nauseous. Was it because you hadn't eaten? Was it because of the revelation you had seen today?

Changing tactics, you held on to him, leaning into his arm, "I just want space to think about this." Looking deep into his eyes, you willed your face to soften, "Can you please give me that? Please?"

Andy looked into your eyes, trying to read your mind. He looked skeptical, but only when you leaned in to kiss his lips did he soothe the tension in his body. He agreed to leave you be for the day but only after he kissed you harder, kissed you deeper as if he wanted to mark you from inside out.

You moved fast once he left, making sure that you took everything you would ever need. You had a hunch that you shouldn't go back- and this time you were listening to your instinct. Andy was someone you shouldn't have ever danced with. He was Hades incarnate.

You went straight to the only one who could understand you- your bestfriend, Jayson. He opened the door to their house, took one look at you disheveled form, and pulled you in to embrace you. "Oh, honey." he breathed in, guiding you inside his house.

"He's married." You started once you calmed down enough to sit in his dining room. You looked up when he didn't say anything. He pursed his lips and was avoiding looking at you when you pieced it together, when you remembered his warnings, his looks directed to Andy, to his wedding day.

"You knew."

This was a long-con, and the only person who wasn't in it was you. Because all of them made you a fool. "You knew? And you didn't tell me? Why?" you were trying to make sense of it all. You thought by now your tears had ran out, but by each betrayal, you felt more devastated as ever. Was there no one you could trust?

Jayson looked tormented, "I-I wanted to tell you, believe me. But Andy," he rubbed his forehead, "Andy has a hold on Edward's business. Andy threatened us, threatened him- that if you knew there would be hell to pay. That only thing I could do was to warn you of him. I'm so sorry." He stood up to hug you.

Just how evil was Andy? Just how far would he go for you? You said yes to the man you didn't know, and now there would be castigation because just he wouldn't let you leave him.

You slapped his hand away before standing up so abruptly that you couldn't stop yourself from falling down, losing consciousness as you went.

You did not know how many hours you lost. Opening your eyes slowly, you heard Jayson talking quietly to his phone as he held your hand. You looked around you, and you were in a bedroom. Noticing that you were finally awake, Jayson stood up, quietly assisting you to sit upright.

He was looking at you with pity. And only when you looked at your hand did you see a dextrose connected to your vein. "W-what happened?"

"You lost consciousness...I called a doctor, honey," he started, before slowly sitting on the bed. He clasped your hand in his, before continuing, "did you know?"

Know what? Your face must have showed your confusion because he closed his eyes so tightly, as if it pained him that your life came to this, as if he did not want to say it.

"Y-you're pregnant."

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Please take note that I give no permission for my work to be reposted or published anywhere other than on my Tumblr account.

REBLOGS ARE MUCHOOO APPRECIATED!!! If you made it this far, comments are highly appreciated!  Also, I don’t own Andy Barber’s character and any of their work, this is just purely a fanfiction written by a fan!

[vinnival]

H👋🏻iii hia👋🏻👋🏻a👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻 hellooo 👋🏻👋🏻hii 👋🏻👋🏻hiiii👋🏻ii 👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻

Is it okay if i ask for a madness combat matchup???????(if not then you can ignore this, i will understand you)

I'm a 5'2 , female, straight. I have fluffy curly dark brown hair, about chin length, wich i desperately straighten every day😩 I have grey eyes. My skin is pretty pale, because i rarely go outside, except work. I wear glasses, bc I have very VERY poor eyesight, sometimes i feel like an old man............

I think i would call myself quite friendly, but on the other hand afraid to make new friends, because I'm afraid to seem stupid and uninteresting to them. I am always optimistic, laugh a lot and try to cheer up my friends somehow. i am quite calm, very rarely show aggression to people i don't like. Also i like to bite and pinch my friends.

I am interested in programming, guns and other military stuff, play retro games. My favorite game is Blood and Doom!!!!

op u sound so badass wtf !!!!! though as a person w/super curly hair and my knowledge on hair safety you should probably stop straightening it all the time :( it could damage your hair beyond repair, but otherwise you do you!! Enjoy :]

You got a match! You're matched with...

Agent Torture!

<3

You were a teacher for A.A.H.W., teaching newbies about different guns and training them

Suddenly, you heard gunshots in the distance

"Aw fuck another ANTI attack?!"

You groaned as a MAG agent tore through your small doorframe, destroying it yet again for the third time in the past two weeks (you JUST HAD IT FIXED AARRRG)

But you paused

This one looked like the infamous Agent Torture, one of the first MAGs to survive the tests

He scanned the room, looking at all the rookie students

His eyes landed on you, and grunted very loudly, nodding to you

"Okay, everyone, file out calmly, MAG Agent Torture will lead you to a safe area where you won't get attacked"

You had to stay and defend your room, it had valuable tools in it that could NOT be taken

Once everyone else left, Torture stared at you strapping up

"Go, Agent. I'm tasked with defending my ground in these cases."

The gunfires were getting louder

He left after that, wanting to protect the newbies

You did a bit of fighting, but the stragglers that survived and made it so far were weakened and you kind of felt bad

Kind of

Torture came back to check up on you

You were very soft spoken and considerate to him, and he couldn't help but reach his hand out to pet your hair

You were dumbfounded at that djsndndn

He quickly pulled back and kept staring at you

You could tell he liked your curls :) so bouncy huhu

You love being his friend, especially since you know he wouldn't judge you :D

I mean,, he was physically altered into a giant with the intent of killing and given the name Torture, why would he judge others when he already faces judgement from others nearly every single day?

(That broke my heart to write)

He holds you a lot

Very gently

Also loves petting your hair

When you mentioned you like to bite/pinch a lot, he offered you his finger

he lets you bite him bc he doesn't feel the pain from it HHHHDHDFF

You feel very extremely safe around him

He sits in your room when you're teaching newbies

Some of them are nervous most of the time but you adored the fact that he appreciated you and liked you enough to actively be around you

He also watches you play retro games :]

He wishes he could play too sometimes poor boy

He loves it when you pet him, pet him a lot pls

You woke up to him carrying you somewhere one day

"Where are we going, Tor?"

A low rimble came from him, and you looked out to see a nice view of Nevada

He brought you to the cliff near the A.A.H.W facility!!

You two just sat there for a bit, taking in the view of the oddly beautiful gray desert

You felt very gentle taps on your shoulder from a large finger

You looked over, and Torture was twiddling his thumbs

"Hm?"

He hesitantly leaned over to you, and then placed a kiss on top of your head

You almost c r i e d

You hugged him immediately and planted kisses all over his face

He loves you aweee!!

I hope you liked this op!!! Writing for torture is fun I might (might) do more sometime soon👀👀👀👀👀

[fuxuannie]

╭₊˚ ๑︰i hope these words reach you in the universe where you didn't leave my life.

:★: relationship : (filo & modern au) blade x g-neutral reader

:★: warnings : PANGET TAGLISH KO WWHWUWHWSH, other than that .. none!

:★: a/n : WE BACK WITH THE FILO AUS 🔥🔥 plz i would've made this on twt if it wasn't for the bonfire going awn there.. rip 🙏 (no translations for this talaga kase its honestly better for me when its written in tagalog huhu)

"Hi, Blade!

Sana pagnakita mo to, I didn't take 500 years to send it to you hehe. Or infact, di ako natakot and never sent it talaga. Sounds like something I'd do.

Anyways.. I think sobrang obvious naman na gusto kita, I mean childhood friends kami ehhh! Since grade 1 naalala kita sa buhay ko, and I really wouldn't have wished for anyone else to grow up with.

I know were gonna be super busy with college na, and I just.. nakakatakot haha. I know that you wanna move back home para you can be with your family ulit but I just.. Yoko talaga na aalis ka tas wala pa akong sinabi, di yan talaga tama sa puso ko eh. It's not right to torture my own heart with the what if's of life.

So when you read this, it's most likely nasa eroplano ka na or I ran off super dramatically kapag binagay ko to kase I don't want to know how you reacted sa talaga lang. I want to tell you and that's it, you're not obligated naman to return the feelings or ganun! Whatever your answer is, I will accept, and even if walang answer.. I'm sure I'll be okay. :) Gusto ko lang na alam mo that while you're gone, meron naman hihintay sayo hanggat babalik ka HAHAHA.

I really do hope future me gives this to you. I hope you're happy back home, and tell tita naghello ako please!

And I love you.

Ang panget mo, from : (name)."

You feel the paper in your pocket as the car ride to the airport was.. painfully silent. Not in a way that you had nothing to say, but both of you had too much to say. Not enough time as you already see the familiar building within your view, all the while still fidgeting with the paper with uneasiness.

You help Blade with his bags, seeing the dark circles under his eyes indicating he couldn't sleep until this moment. It's clear he's scared too, almost as if torn between home and home, the home he's made with you in the Philippines. "You okay..?"

Blade doesn't realize how he's just been staring at you, shaking his head and giving you what seemed to be the saddest smile you'd ever see on his face. "Wala lang."

You walk him to entrance, each step making your heart feel like it's being crushed by a hydraulic press. Blade went to grab a cart as you stood there and stared at the entrance, not being able to fathom that this was it. This was your last moments with him in person.

"So.."

He cleared his throat while you placed his bags onto the cart, looking up at him with those lost and admittedly scared eyes. Neither of you could hide the pain that came with the situation, both afraid for the future without the person you considered your other half. "I.. I just wanna say thank you, for being here and being in my life."

You chuckle, wiping away a tear as you try to smile. "I wouldn't have wanted to be anywhere else."

Then you remember the note, digging into your pockets and immediately recognizing its material and texture. You look back at Blade and sniffle, "I just wish there was more tim-"

But before you could finish, his arms wrap around you with such desperation. He held onto you like he didn't want to let go, which admittedly - he didn't want to.

You blink away your tears as your head rests on his shoulder, it's all going so fast. The day had long disappeared and the sky shifts to a dark blue, you hug him back as tightly as you could.

And in the moment, your heart drops at an idea.

"What if he falls inlove with someone he could actually be with?"

I mean.. the idea was possible, long distance relationships are.. hard. Certainly not for the faint of heart, and you'd both have to be ready for years of no physical contact.. not to mention being busy with college.

He could be with someone that's there for him 24/7, who can be the pillar to support him when you couldn't. Someone he deserves, and is one drive away, not on the other side of the world.

You were just about to slip the note into his pocket, but your hand stopped and you crumpled the letter in your own sadness.

"Uh.. Blade, I think it's time to go." You muttered, hesitantly pulling away even if it hurt your heart to do so. "Take care, okay?"

He smiles at those words, knowing you were his reminder to do so. "I'll do so for you."

That answer made your heart ache.

But Blade notices a piece of paper in your hands. Intrigued, he asks; "Ano yan?"

Taken aback by the fact he noticed, you tear up the paper and try to laugh it off. "Wala, just trash." But Blade rolls his eyes and takes it from your hand, despite your small gasp of surprise. "I'll throw it out."

You were.. hesitant about that, but you agree nevertheless.

You two share a little more time to talk before he realizes the time, and not wanting to be late for his flight - he decides that it's time to go.

"Thanks again, don't miss me too much." He teased to ease the tension.

You scoffed. "As if I'd miss you."

He loved it when you played along with his antics, he was really going to miss this. "Bye, (name)."

You stayed strong for these last moments, holding your tongue to stop yourself from crying out how much you loved him.. and begging him to stay.

"Goodbye, Blade."

[plsbyallmeans]

update on moonlight? 🥺

I'm so sorry I couldn't post it because I'm not yet donnneee! I'm still halfway finishing it. I am not able to finish it this week because of my commitments. Huhu. I'm trying to finish it soon! :)

Here's some excerpt tho to make up for it. huhu. sorry! I'll post it really soon the moment I finish it. :)

Hillary’s head was slightly tilted to the side looking at him curiously, “Are you angry or something?” “What made you ask that?” Hillary slightly spread her arms on her side and said, “You haven’t said anything since we left the lobby.” Bill dropped his eyes on the tips of his shoes with his hands propped on his waist. Hillary thought he was angry and he wanted to laugh because it was far from the truth. “What?” Hillary asked impatiently. Bill looked at her and he went to her in a few huge steps, grabbed her by waist, spun her around and pushed her against the wall then crushed his lips against hers taking her by surprise. He gripped her waist with his large hands holding her captive. It happened so that it took her for a while to take in what happened, and when she did, Bill already pulled back and told her achingly, “That’s why I wasn’t talking.” He pressed his forehead against hers, “I keep wanting you, Hillary.” He gave her a self deprecating smile and then bit his bottom lip. “I was trying so hard not to kiss you… I wasn’t angry… I was…” he searched her face, “I was craving for you.”

[ticklygiggles]

Tickletober Day 13: Puppet

Ft. KuroDaiUshi

A/N: huhu rarepairs, yaaaay! This one came out a bit rushed... But it's okay, huhu *sobs*

"Get that thing out of my house."

"Tetsu, c'mon! It's literally so ugly! It's perfect for Halloween decoration! Look!"

"No!" Kuroo said, covering his eyes, even Ushijima at his side turned his head to avoid looking at it. "It's... too creepy, Daichi! I wouldn't even doubt that thing is haunted, just having it around makes me shiver!"

Ushijima nodded quickly, avoiding at all cost looking at the thing in Daichi's arms. Honestly, where did he get that? Kuroo briefly looked at it and he felt like crying.

That thing Daichi held for dear life was a horrid puppet. Some kind of demonic clown that Kuroo was sure would make him have nightmares if he saw it one more time- shit!

"Please, Tetsu! We can hang it outside the door and-

"No!" Both man said at the same time. "I don't want to see that thing when I come back!" Kuroo said, looking horrified. "C'mon, give it to me or throw it out yourself."

"No! I'll keep it!"

"Daichi! Not even Wakatoshi wants to see it!" He said, pointing at Ushijima who was looking at the floor intently. "Are you going to torture us both?!"

Kuroo had a slight hope that Daichi would agree to get rid of that monstrosity. He saw how he looked almost sheepishly at Ushijima who simply refused to look up from the ground. Then his eyes found the hideous thing in his arms and Kuroo almost felt bad seeing the sadness in his brown eyes.

To finish, Daichi looked up from the puppet and looked at Kuroo with the eyes of a stray puppy and something in Kuroo's heart broke, but he didn't say anything, he wasn't going to stand to see that thing even for a second and-

"You're going to have to rip it out of my hands, Tetsu. I won't throw it away."

For a moment Kuroo was speechless, blinking a couple of times and barely noticing that Ushijima had finally looked up and was seeing Daichi with wide eyes.

Kuroo snapped, "Daichi, you little- give that shit to me right now or else," he said, reaching out to grab the puppet's little, horrid and bloody hand, but Daichi held the thing closer to him and he ran away. Kuroo gasped.

"Daichi!"

"You can't! I'll keep it wether you like it or not!"

"You! W-Wakatoshi!"

Ushijima was confused, but as soon as he heard Kuroo, he lunged at Daichi, nearly catching him as he circled the couch, but Daichi was fast and agile and was able to dodge not only Wakatoshi but Kuroo as well.

Childish giggles filled the apartment as Kuroo and Wakatoshi chased Daichi all around the house, his hold on the puppet not giving up at all, if anything, he was holding it tighter against his chest.

Kuroo growled, Daichi was spreading the evil of that disgusting thing all over the house! Fine, if Daichi wanted to play, Kuroo was going to give him some fun, then! He made a silent sign to Wakatoshi, in which he quickly told him that they were going to corner Daichi back in the livingroom and catch him there.

Daichi didn't see it coming until it was too late and Kuroo and Wakatoshi were closing in on him from both sides, blocking his escape.

"N-No! This is mine! I bought it and I want to- agh!"

Kuroo and Ushijima lunged at Daichi as he gave his unconvincing monologue, and quickly pinned him to the mat. Daichi struggled and Kuroo and Ushijima couldn't stop him from turning face down, protecting the puppet.

"Daichi, baby, c'mon! It's horrendous!"

"Not as much as your face!"

"Pfft-"

"Wakatoshi?!" Kuroo said, offended that Ushijima almost laughed at Daichi's taunts! "You think you're funny Daichi? I'll show you funny, and, believe me, You'll wish you had given me that nasty thing sooner!"

"No! I already said that I- kahahaha! No! Nohoho! Tihihihickling is cheatihihing!" Daichi giggled brightly, tightly pressing his elbows against his sides as best as he could as Kuroo started to squeeze his waist.

Kuroo had to laugh as he saw Daichi squirming like a worm, still trying to protect that stupid thing.

"I wohohon't lehehet gohoho! No mahahatter whaaahahaha!" Daichi jolted heavily when he felt a pair of hands sneaking under him to tickle the sides of his tummy, his giggling became more frantic and he tried to suppress it against the mat.

"Ah, so you are helping after all, Wakatoshi?" Kuroo asked sarcastically. "I thought you were already on Daichi's side, since you laughed at his stupid joke about my face!"

Wakatoshi chuckled under his breath, "I don't want that thing either. I'm on your side, Tetsu."

"You bohohoth ahahare so mehehean!" Daichi cackled, shrieking when he felt the fingers vibrating on the sides of his belly. "I wohohohon't gihihive uhup!"

Kuroo smirked, "we'll see about that," he said, stopping his tickling at Daichi's waist.

Daichi immediately relaxed his arms a bit, and it was enough for Kuroo to quickly shoot his hands up under Daichi's arms, his fingers wiggling against his armpits.

Daichi gasped before he broke into loud cackling, he tried to roll on his side and, seeing the opening, Ushijima quickly centered his fingers on the middle of Daichi's stomach, right around his belly button, and started to vibrate his hand.

Daichi threw his head back with loud barks of laugh and let himself fall back on his stomach, Ushijima's fingers now clawing at the sensitivity skin as Kuroo's fingers dug into Daichi's armpits.

"STAHAHAP! Nohohoho!" Daichi shook his head and kicked his legs. "Nohohot thehehere, plehehease! Y-You guhuhuys! I'm seheheherious!"

Kuroo hummed, "and I'm dead serious when I tell you that I want that thing far away from here, but do you listen? Of course you don't!"

"I wahahant thihihis thihihing mohohore thahahan yohohou!"

Kuroo gasped, "that's it! Wakatoshi!"

Ushijima rolled his eyes fondly, but he grabbed Daichi's side and pushed him on his back. Daichi barely gasped as Wakatoshi suddenly grabbed his wrists and easily pinned them above his head. The puppet falling miserably to the side.

"No! Nohohoho, plehehease!" Daichi giggled, pulling at his trapped arms, but Ushijima's had an iron grip on his wrists.

Kuroo smirked, "any last worst, Dai?"

Daichi shook his head, looking at Kuroo with a huge grin on his face. "Your- Your fahahace is ahahactually prehehetty!"

Ushijima snorted and Kuroo rolled his eyes, "I'm well aware of that," he said and his fingers scribbled against Daichi's armpits.

The former Karasuno captain nearly lost it. His back arched off the carpet and he desperately pulled at his arms, but he simply couldn't escape his fate.

"What do you say now, Dai? Are you ready to throw that awful thing out?"

Daichi shook his head, "LIHIHIHISTE! It's thehehe behehest- ahahahaha! Plehehease!"

"The best what?" Kuroo asked, rubbing his thumbs against the middle of Daichi's armpits.

Daichi howled with laughter. "DEHEHECORAHATIHION!" He shrieked, "okahahay! Okahahahay! I'll throhohow ihihit! I prohohomise!" He said, lost in hysterical laughter while Kuroo's fingers moved this way and that against his unprotected armpits. He knew exactly what to do to make Daichi beg for mercy, and that he did.

"Tehehetsu! Plehehease! Plehehease, Tohohohshi, mahahahake hihihim stohohop!"

Both Kuroo and Ushijima lifted their heads and looked at each other. There were playful smiles on their faces, but they knew they had to stop soon before Daichi went crazy, plus it looked like they both had a really good idea, if the glint in their eyes meant anything.

"Tell you what, Dai-"

"FIHIHIRST STAHAHAP!"

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"How's that huh? I think it looks pretty cool!"

"I still think this is not good," Ushijima said, faking that he was against this while thing.

"I mean, it's better then having it at our house, right Daichi?"

He couldn't seem to hear them as he watched that hideous puppet decorating the door of Ushijima's flower shop. His eyes sparkled with excitement and he had already taken more than fifty photos with his phone.

Ushijima and Kuroo shared a knowing smile. Well, this place was actually better than seeing that damn thing on their house!

[ticklygiggles]

Easing the shy boyfriend | MafuYama [n$fw-ish]

A/N: Part 3/6 of Max's (@wertzunge) commissions ☕, hehe. Aaaa it's been a hot minute since I read Given, so I hope this is not too ooc! It also looks a bit like Ritsuka is the bottom, but he's not hehe~ there's nothing too explicit, buuut there are mentions huhu

Summary: When it comes to problems in bed, your friends have the best advice, or at least that's what Mafuyu has discovered!

Words: 2495

"So, what did you want to tell-

"Uenoyama-kun is scared of sex."

There was no emotion on his face or in his voice. He had said so as naturally as when someone says 'it rained a lot last night, eh?', not really expecting an answer and just trying to make small talk while waiting for the bus or something. 

Mafuyu wasn't trying to start small talk, he wasn't waiting for the bus and he, definitely, was expecting an answer.

But Hiiragi just couldn't. "W-What?!"

Mafuyu barely blinked, and if there was any expression on his face, it was probably annoyance because he disliked repeating himself. 

"Uenoyama-kun," he said slower, "is scared of sex," he finished, but this time, wanting to make things clearer, he continued. "Everytime we're just about to do it, he pushes me off and says that we shouldn't… what should I do?"

"W-Why are you telling me this?!" Hiiragi looked around the little coffee shop they were at and Mafuyu wondered if he was waiting for someone. 

"Well, because I need advice. What should I do?" 

Hiiragi sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as his cheeks started to turn pink, for some reason. Was it too hot here?

"Mafuyu, why do you think I would know?!"

Mafuyu shrugged. "You are smart and observant. I thought you could help me think of something." 

Hiiragi didn't say anything, but he sighed one more time and Mafuyu stared at him. Why was Hiiragi acting like this? He could simply think of something Mafuyu could do to help Uenoyama… he really was different from Yuuki.

Yuuki was direct all the time, unlike Uenoyama who felt shy even if Mafuyu brushed his fingers against his. However, Mafuyu just couldn't compare them. He loved the way Uenoyama was, he liked to see him blush and stutter. It was a touch of fresh air that Mafuyu would never have known that he needed if Uenoyama had never appeared in his life. 

Now they had been together for a while and the happiness Mafuyu felt every single day he spent with Ritsuka, was honestly one of the best feelings he had ever had in his life. 

Mafuyu couldn't help but smile fondly at the thought of his shocked and very blushing boyfriend, but his reverie was interrupted by hearing his companion pretend to throw up. 

"Why are you smiling like that?" Mafuyu shrugged his shoulders, feigning ignorance and Hiiragi could only sigh for the umpteenth time. "Mafuyu, knowing you, you probably just pounce on him, expecting him to embrace you right away."

Mafuyu tilted his head like a confused puppy. " Is it not supposed to be done like that?"

Hiiragi shook his head. "If Uenoyama is shy like that, then you should try approaching him slowly and try to coax him into doing that with you."

"Huh, slowly?"

"You know!" Hiiragi barked, his cheeks turning red again. "Tr-Try to help him relax! K-Kisses, cuddles, t-t-tickling! Stuff like that!"

Mafuyu beamed. "Tickling?" Was Uenoyama-kun ticklish?! "That's actually a good idea! I might try it tonight!"

Hiiragi stared at him and he took a sip of his coffee. "I have a feeling that maybe I got Uenoyama in trouble."

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Mafuyu could barely hold his excitement. The hours didn't go by fast enough, his outing with Hiiragi to the mall and then to eat something light seemed eternal. His feet and hands itched to get home, the keys in his back pocket were heavy and, once he was on his way home, he seemed to walk on sand, making his steps slow and heavy. 

After all, he got home and his heart fluttered when he saw Uenoyama's shoes arranged in the doorway. 

"I'm back!" He said, stepping off his shoes and taking his jacket off. 

"Ah, welcome back, Mafuyu," Uenoyama said from the living room.

As usual, he found him latched to his guitar with a small notebook in front of him. Mafuyu loved seeing him like this, concentrating with his hair almost covering his pretty eyes and his pencil drumming against the notebook, creating a rhythm that he later recreated with his guitar. 

Uenoyama looked so hot. 

"Did you eat?" 

Ritsuka nodded. "I had something on my way back," he answered, his attention diverted between Mafuyu and the song he was writing. "Since you were going to eat outside," he said and after a heartbeat, he raised his head, a notch of concern in his eyes. "Why? You didn't eat?" 

Mafuyu chuckled and nodded, making his way towards Uenoyama and taking a seat beside him on the couch. "I did eat, don't worry."

Uenoyama hummed and with slightly flushed cheeks, he leaned to press a tender kiss against Mafuyu temple before turning his attention back to his guitar. 

Mafuyu hummed happily, moving even closer to Uenoyama, wanting to feel his body as he carefully and skillfully strummed the strings, creating a lovely melody that Mafuyu hadn't heard before. 

"I like it," Mafuyu mumbled and Uenoyama chuckled, nodding his head once in a little 'thank you' or perhaps a 'I'm glad you do'. 

They stayed like that for a bit… until Mafuyu felt his lips and his hands itching to touch Uenoyama. It wasn't entirely his fault, how could he resist when Uenoyama looked so, so good frowning like that?

He started slowly, just as Hiiragi had said: he sneaked his arms around Uenoyama's middle, hugging him from behind. Ritsuka leaned back against him and Mafuyu felt encouraged, this time pressing a tender kiss on the back of Uenoyama's neck, the latter shuddered, his skin covering I'm goosebumps, but he let Mafuyu be. 

Another kiss and another and one more were pressed on Uenoyama's nape, his skin felt hot against Mafuyu's lips and he saw in delight how it started to turn red, Ritsuka was blushing. 

"Is it nice?" Mafuyu asked and Uenoyama cleared his throat. 

"It feels good," he admitted solemnly. "Though, it's a little ticklish th-ehehehere."

Oh, that sound. That was a sound Mafuyu didn't hear often and he immediately became obsessed with it, his ears wanting to hear it one more time, even though it still echoed inside his head.

"Here?" He mumbled, kissing the spot repeatedly and Uenoyama shrugged his shoulders up.

"Yehehehes!" He giggled brightly as the kitten kisses continued, one after another. "Wahahait!"

Mafuyu hummed and he actually stopped to press a kiss on Uenoyama's pulse, the latter seemed pleased as he relaxed again, even tilting his head to the side to expose more of his tender and heated skin. 

Oh Lord, this was the first time Mafuyu had seen Uenoyama so willing to let him touch it like this. It wasn't like he did things against Ritsuka's will, on the contrary, Mafuyu respected Uenoyama's space very much, but, even if Uenoyama himself wanted to kiss and hug him back, he was always doubtful and nervous, but right now he felt different. 

Different good. 

"Stohohop with thahahat," Uenoyama giggled when Mafuyu nibbled at the tickly spot on his neck. He said stop, but his body barely flinched away. 

"I didn't know you were ticklish, Ritsuka."

Uenoyama flushed and he shrugged a little. "You didn't ask." 

Mafuyu hummed. Wow, this tickling thingy was actually working! It was surprising and so endearing and Mafuyu beat himself mentally for not trying it before! 

"Leave this, yeah?" He whispered against Uenoyama's ear, making him gasp and shudder. He gently touched the instrument and Uenoyama nodded softly, moving forward a little to place the guitar on its stand. 

Mafuyu nearly collapsed in the spot when Uenoyama leaned back against him, exposing his neck again. Mafuyu would probably die that night, he really would, but meanwhile, he was going to enjoy it to the fullest. 

Kissing a tender spot behind Uenoyama's ear, -making him gasp and cover his mouth-, Mafuyu started to move his hands, his palms gently rubbing against Uenoyama's torso: from his stomach to his chest and down his sides and waist and even gripping at his hips. 

Uenoyama arched his back, "Ma-Mafuyu, this- ah! Ahahaha!" Sweet, surprised laughter escaped from Uenoyama's pretty lips when Mafuyu's fingertips tickled his ribs. 

The touch was gentle, barely a trace against each bone, but it was enough to have Uenoyama squirming between his arms and make him giggle like a little kid. 

"Thahahat tihihickles!" 

"Does it now?" Mafuyu mumbled as he started to pepper open mouthed kisses to Uenoyama's neck. 

Uenoyama whined, his hand coming back to cover his mouth, trying to prevent more of those giggles to pour out and also that certain sound that sounded dangerously close to a moan as he melted under those kisses to his neck. 

Mafuyu started to feel heated up. He didn't know exactly where this was going to lead them, but he liked it and it seemed like Uenoyama was also enjoying it, so feeling brave, he walked his fingers up, sneaking under Uenoyama's arms. 

"Mahahahahafuyu!" Uenoyama laughed, tilting his head back and clamping his arms to his sides. "Whahahat ahahare y-you dohohoing?!" 

Mafuyu chuckled, sucking underneath Uenoyama's jaw, finally pulling out a giggly moan that made Mafuyu blush softly.

His fingers were wiggling against the hollows under Uenoyama's arms, tickling him gently, but vigorously, stealing not only giggles from Ritsuka's lips, but also loud laughs, squeaks and more of those sweet sounds that made Mafuyu shiver. 

"I wonder," Mafuyu said, kissing the shell of Uenoyama's ear and stopping the tickling. "Are you… getting turned on?"

Uenoyama moaned again, his legs closing and only then Mafuyu noticed he was getting hard inside his pants. Mafuyu licked his lips. 

"I am…," he answered sincerely, tilting his head back to look at Mafuyu. "Is that… bad?" 

Mafuyu gasped and in a second, he had Uenoyama with his back pressed against the surface of the couch; one knee gently pressed against Uenoyama's crotch, arms pinned above his head. 

"Ngh! M-Mafuyu," Ritsuka whined, grinding against Mafuyu's leg. "Wait, this is-"

"Should I stop?"

"N-No, I just… you're not like this," Uenoyama mumbled, his cheeks were beyond red and to Mafuyu's eyes, he looked adorable and so out of character.

"You're not like this either," he replied and when Uenoyama didn't say anything back, Mafuyu leaned in.

Noses gently nuzzling together and lips meeting right after in a soft and shy kiss that soon turned into a heated one when Uenoyama opened his mouth to gasp as he felt one of Mafuyu's hands sneaking under his shirt. 

Mafuyu touched the smooth skin softly; fingers tracing the shapes of Uenoyama's toned muscles, feeling them tremble and jump under the attention. Mafuyu sighed as his mouth was being filled with Uenoyama's whines and soft cries, he could feel him grinding almost desperately against his thigh and Mafuyu wanted to dive in, but damn, he didn't want to scare Uenoyama. 

"N-Nohohoho!" Uenoyama giggled, letting out a surprised squeak and jerking heavily to the side when the back of Mafuyu's fingers traced his waist. "No mohohore tihihickling, it's distrahahacting ahand- ahahaha!"

Best option was to keep easing Uenoyama into it and tickling seemed to do the trick, so Mafuyu started to gently rub circles against Uenoyama's ribs with his thumb. Ritsuka arched his back and laughed heavily as his hips moved a little faster, rubbing his crotch harder against Mafuyu's leg. 

Ah, this was also doing things to Mafuyu. He hid his face against Uenoyama's neck when he felt his cheeks heating up and started to suck on the tender skin, stealing lovely moans from Ritsuka. 

"Mahahafuyu! It- ah! It tihihickles!" Uenoyama laughed, and Mafuyu thought that his words came out a bit slow, as if his tongue was heavy and he couldn't articulate the words well. "Plehehease!"

Mafuyu hummed, too busy sucking on Uenoyama's earlobe as his hand tickled up each rib, following the path back to Uenoyama's armpit. Ritsuka's laugh became more hysterical and erratic as Mafuyu's fingers got closer to that spot and by the time he was tickling his highest rib, Uenoyama's head was already thrown back and, in addition to moans of pleasure, small pleas of mercy were also escaping from his mouth.

"Plehehease, Mahahafuyu! Nohohot there!" He said, over and over until Mafuyu finally touched the sensitive skin. 

Uenoyama arched up and started to yank his arms desperately, but Mafuyu was holding him firmly and he smirked against Uenoyama's ear. "Does it tickle?" He asked with playful malice as his fingers vibrated against the center of Uenoyama's armpit, making him laugh like crazy and move against Mafuyu's leg as if his life depended on it. 

Uenoyama nodded and that was pretty much all he could do as Mafuyu tickled him to pieces. Mafuyu finally looked up and fell in love with Uenoyama all over again. He had never seen him laugh like that, his smile almost split his face in half and little tears of mirth escaped from the corner of his eyes and why was his nose wrinkled like that? It made him look three thousand times more adorable!

"Hmm, should I stop?" Uenoyama nodded quickly, shrieking when Mafuyu changed from digging to scribbling against the hypersensitive skin. "Really?"

"Yehehehes, plehehease!" He howled, twisting his body to the side, trying to escape from the madding sensations.

Mafuyu chuckled, "very well," he said and he stopped, also letting go of Uenoyama's wrists to hold his waist with both hands. Uenoyama lowered his arms and wrapped them around his torso to prevent any surprise attack.

If Mafuyu looked at him with a little more love, maybe one of them would explode, but he couldn't stop watching him try to catch his breath and stifle those residual giggles that made Mafuyu's heart flutter. 

"Are you okay, Ritsuka?" Mafuyu asked, lovingly nuzzling Uenoyama's cheek.

Uenoyama nodded, opening his teary eyes to look at Mafuyu, "St-Stohohop with the tihickling," he begged breathlessly, his hips jolting up. "I can't take it anymore, please." 

Mafuyu understood that Uenoyama didn't mean that he couldn't take any more tickling, but that he couldn't take what was growing and warming between his legs. So with a heavy gasp, he leaned down to kiss Uenoyama again.

"I'll ride you," he stated decisively, his cheeks rosy. 

Uenoyama widened his eyes. "W-What?! Don't say that and-

"I'll ride you," Mafuyu repeated, holding Uenoyama's gaze. "I'll ride you so don't run away. We'll have fun together," he said with a warm smile and his heart swelled as Uenoyama smiled back at him, nodding. 

"I won't," he promised, kissing Mafuyu's lips. "Let's finish what you started."

Their giggles were stifled between their kisses and their hands were lost in each other's clothes, undressing, touching and stealing sounds of pleasure that seemed to have no end. 

Not only had he discovered that Uenoyama seemed to be really ticklish, but he had also found a way to convince him to have sex with him - wow, next time maybe it would be good to treat Hiiragi to lunch to thank him for the great advice!