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[koshifairy]

𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡

kuroo, atsumu, bokuto and tsukishima having online classes with u, aka crush of them :)

imagine the we are in 2019 - 2020

𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐔

lmaooo atsumu is gonna pin ur screen and pays attention to only u

ok... discreetly trying to flirt with you...

making the face 😏 just to look hot and u fall for him... 💀

and y/n answer me is this working? 🤨

he be like ☺ seeing u

and if u smile or laugh

he is like 😁😆 !!

osamu is sending messages about this

“so simp look at ur face” *sends screenshot of atsumu*

“how can i not be? look y/n's smile!”

but after atsumu is like 😳 bc the teacher asked him something about whatever they were studying and he didn't know.

when you start talking he puts his volume at 100%. he doesn't care !

and if someone starts talking over you.. oh gosh

osamu is already waiting to see atsumu make a bad face

and trying to get back to the subject you were talking about

“sorry but y/n was talking 😑 u can continue now y/n!! 🥰”

atsumu is going to be so so so upset if dont open your camera. he likes to appreciate u :(

so open this camera y/n !

and if u aren't in the class atsumu is just going to sleep while is having class

camera off

mic off

𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀

he is happy about online classes

now he can watch you without anyone noticing and find it weird

because c'mon if he does that everybody would notice it and thinks he has a crush on you

yamaguchi already knows tho

but he pays attention to the class !!

but he is also unable to hold himself and ends up looking at your camera 🥺

HE IS TRYING SO MUCH TO NOT SMILE OKAY

is because tsukishima thinks u r so cute

but sometimes he can't handle so is he like 🙂

he kinda gets sad when he’s not in your group

if he had the courage he would ask to change to the teacher and stay with you !!

he is observant, he perceives when you cut your hair even when it was a little <3

he gets so soft when he sees it on the camera that you smiled because the dumb guy of the class told a joke 🥺

ayo tsukishima is finally seeing your beautiful smile !!! 🙏

he is mentally thanking this guy 🙄

also he wants you to always have the mic on, he wants to hear your laugh when this happens

he is missing your laugh y/n 😿

also, if he sees that you are stressed because of online classes, he will definitely ask for your number and try to help you

because besides wanting to help you he wants to talk to you :( <3

𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐎

nervous

“kenma am i pretty? i need to know if i am rn i cannot be ugly y/n is in the class !!”

no but really, kuroo wants to be really handsome for u

is he late for class? yes, but class can wait, he's not showing up with messy hair ✌

lol sometimes he uses really pretty clothes

just for u. 😼

kuroo is like 😳🥺 seeing u with the face of someone who just woke up

bc u look SO CUTE

if u don't appear in the class kuroo is gonna be v v v worried and he is gonna ask the teacher if he knows where are u

he hates when u aren't there

nothing to appreciate

but he pay attention to the class

he heard about that u like smart guys so 😏

kuroo realLY wants to ask for ur number but he is so shy

already asked to yaku if he can have your number or even some social media

but yaku is not doing this. unfortunately 😢

so he is like waiting ( like this 🤞 ) the teacher says that you and he are together to do a homework together

and he will finally have ur number 😼

𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎

definitely fix ur screen too/2

he is never late for class

bc he is so excited to see u

if u miss class. bokuto emo modo on.

everyone can see him through the screen him like that 🥺☹️

ok this is gonna be a little but scary but -

he IS taking screenshots of you and sending to akaashi after or while the class

“look akaashi 😿💔 so pretty today 😫”

and yk, bokuto is not ashamed to show that he is proud of you when the teacher ask something and u know the answer !!!

“y/nnnn !!! so smart wow 😲🤩”

and if the teacher complain u

he is going to agree with him.

if you have a high grade bo will congratulate you

“ congratulations y/n !!! i knew that you could do that<3 ”

lol even if you say you are not going to turn on the camera because u look messy.

“y/nnn u are not ugly !!!”

also he just open his mic to say something really dumb or tell a joke just to see your smile or listen to your laugh :)

yep we can see that bokuto is a simp for u.

[virusgeist-art]

can i have some lore in the two boyos u just posted!! THEY LOOK CUTE AF

Ah omg!! Thank you!! I'm really flattered you are interested in them because they are my babies and favorite boys of all time,, 🥺

The boy with black hair is named Reed- Reed is a one man band and a great singer/guitarist. In the beginning of their story at least... cause he also is very lonely and wishes he had friends or other band members to play his tunes with.

He pretends to be assertive and look "scary" but on the inside he's super sensitive. He used to be more soft and nerdy on the outside but got his heart broken by his first girlfriend and decided to be emo, LOL. The breakup might have left him heart broken but it sparked up his ambition and determination to play guitar and go after his dreams to try to be a famous rockstar like his longtime idol Trip (another oc).

He gets invited to a popular music tournament where he meets Isaac (the boy with blonde hair in the pic who is also a guitarist of his own band). Except... Reed and Isaac REALLY didn't get along at first. Isaac picked on him the moment he layed eyes on him. (mostly because he thought he was cute) Reed thought he was an asshole from then on out though. They became rivals through most of the tournament. Making jabs and jeers at each other any chance they get.

Isaac eventually has a disagreement with his bandmates and they kick him out. First place he goes is to Reed to ask if he could stay with him for a temporary truce. Reed was hesitant at first but ultimately decided to let him stay with him... but definitely makes it clear he sleeps on the floor. Which Isaac didn't really mind.

They go through a some stuff together and over their time bonding for that time to continue participating in the music tournament together they realize maybe the other is not so bad after all. Reed maybe even LIKES his company. Isaac's bandmates wanted him back after they seen them play really well on stage and of course Isaac went back with them leaving Reed a little disappointed.

They may be a little nicer to each other but they are still musical rivals after all. Reed starts developing a big crush on Isaac and can't get him out of his head. He tends to avoid him like the plague and it was really bugging Isaac because well... he didn't get to see him anymore. Isaac goes to look for Reed himself and he finds him in his room. He starts asking him questions frantically afraid perhaps he's hit a chord or pushed him too far with his playful insults or that he just simply doesn't want to talk to him anymore. Reed just shut him up with a frantic kiss and Isaac kissed him back, easily. Though Reed freaks out and pushes him out of his room in a hurry because he's really confused emotionally, maybe even physically too... all his life he thought he was a straight guy but now he's not too sure.

Reed writes a song about all his overall feelings and plays it for the next tournament round but on his way on the stage he starts to feel really embarrassed and chicken out running towards the exit door. He happens to bump into Isaac who gives Reed a pep talk and tells him he's really talented and to not walk out on him dream.

Anyway Reed played his song and Isaac decides to invite him into his own band and Reed couldn't be happier to say yes even though he tries to play it off cool.

The rest of their story they're in a band together,, eventually meet Reed's idol, Trip, I talked about but he's perhaps not the greatest guy in the world as Reed initially thought.

WELL ANYWAY THEY HAVE MORE STORY IN THERE AND AFTERWARDS BUT I DONT WANNA TALK YOUR EAR OFF. FHSHJFJD.

BUt thank u for being interested,, makes me really happy !!

[pluviophile-imagines]

im so sorry @saintshigaraki usurper gojo grabbed me by the throat n suddenly this appeared......... (edit: went insane, if u liked the concept check out the masterlist or my usurper!gojo tag)

it’s a whisper that rushes through the guards as they lead you through the twisting corridors of the castle’s dark, claustrophobic escape routes—a frantic, hushed whisper, full of incredulous tones and wild-eyed glances at her majesty whose side you never leave, whose hand you never let go of.

gojo satoru, it hisses, and it makes your blood run cold.

the leader wears a blindfold, they say—to cover up his eyes, that distinctive blue, marking the gojo family lineage and last seen on the former crown prince, only child of a king who passed of a fever mere months before his son’s assassination. or so the whisper says, by the dim light of the torches, bouncing off the low ceilings of the corridors, spilling from the mouths of the very people sworn to protect you until their last breath.

your queen is aging, greying at the temples, wrinkling at the eyes; her hearing has been going for years yet the name rings for her clearly enough that her manicured fingers tighten their grip on yours. it surely would, for it belongs to her long-deceased nephew—not by blood, no, she has married into the family, princess of a neighboring kingdom.

your memory conjures up boyish laughter, long fingers tugging on your hair, striking blue eyes soft with first love. you dare not measure it against the terrifying description painted for you of their commander—brutal, enormous, swift, cutting down swathes of men with ease. inhuman, say the whispers, a beast, a monster.

the sounds of battle echo through the claustrophobic tunnels—the clanging of metal, the dying cries of men. behind you, two of your companions weep, clutching onto each other and barely keeping pace. this corridor will open up near the entrance to another, in your favorite library, and from there will be the final stretch beyond the walls. steeds await, one for each courtier and most of the guards. you will escape to the east, the queen’s homeland, where her family is sure to take you in.

you do not get that far.

there are men waiting beyond the bookshelf. too many; they swarm around you like wolves to a downed doe, so dense and armed, push past into the corridors to surround you. and their leader stands at their front—towering over even the tallest of men and holding himself high, blood streaking his tunic and his silver hair, eyes covered with a black cloth.

a war god sent to punish, to consume, to destroy, say the whispers—the ones in the back of your head. the guards are silent.

the queen lets go of your hand for the first time since the captain of the guard had stormed into her room and told you all to flee. she orders her men to stand down; outnumbered as they are, it will be little more than a bloodbath. regally, she approaches, head held high, much to the amusement of the brute before her—his mouth stretches wide and he lifts a wicked sword, arm so long that he needn’t even step forward for the point to press beneath her chin.

“hello, auntie,” he says, grin flashing teeth sharp as the blade he points at your queen. “i hope you didn’t plan to run off before my coronation. we wouldn’t want to miss the festivities, now, would we?”

and you still want to disbelieve, yet with his free hand he reaches up, hooks his thumb beneath the cloth, and reveals a single brilliant blue eye—a gojo eye, the color of the sky and the sea, sign of the gods’ blessing, the physical marker of one born to rule. cold as steel and directed not at the queen but at you, stealing the breath from your lungs with the manic light within.

“not when everything i’ve wanted for so long is finally in reach.”

[storiesforallfandoms]

speaking code ~ eminem

word count: 1683

request?: yes!

“hii do u think u can write an eminem imagine where the reader and eminem are dating and shes around 26 and she works at a cafe and shes walking home and someone starts to follow her so she calls marshall and he comes and saves her? sorry if thats too much and u obviously dont have to write it”

description: in which a strange man starts following her home, so she calls her boyfriend for help

pairing: eminem x female!reader

warnings: swearing, tense/scary scenario (the man following you home)

masterlist (one, two)

Being followed was nothing new to you, especially after announcing your relationship with one of the biggest rappers in the world. It wasn’t unusual for you to find someone lurking in bushes or around corners with a camera at the ready to snap a picture of you, or for over excited fans to follow you around a store or to your place of work to ask for pictures as if you were the famous one. At first, being just a normal person with a normal life and all, it intimidated you, but you eventually got used to this new part of your life.

But this wasn’t like those times.

You left work around 9pm. It was pitch black outside besides the dull orange street lights. You said goodnight to your coworkers as you walked out the door and headed in the direction of your apartment building. You were digging around in your purse for your phone when you first heard something behind you. You stopped and looked over your shoulder. The only person was a man sat on the steps in front of a store, a lit cigarette in his hand and a puff of smoke coming out of his mouth. You shrugged to yourself and kept walking.

You eventually dug your phone out of your purse and sent a text to Marshall to tell him you were on your way home. You were waiting for his response when you heard what sounded like footsteps behind you. You glanced over your shoulder again to see that there was someone walking behind you. It looked like the man who was smoking earlier, except now he had the sweater he was wearing zipped up and his hood pulled up so you couldn’t see his face.

You didn’t want to assume the worse, but your heart started to pound with fear. He was walking a good distance behind you, but there was no doubt that he seemed to be following you. And you were all alone, at night, in the dark.

Panic started to rise in you as you grabbed for your phone again. Your hands were trembling as you dialed Marshall’s number and held the phone up to your ear. You tried to act casual as you listened to the phone ring.

Come on, come on. Pick up Marshall, please.

“Hey babe,” he said. You could’ve sobbed with relief when you heard his voice. “I was just about to respond to your text. What’s up? You never call me when you’re on the way home.”

“Hey!” you said, still trying to act as normal as possible. “Yeah, I’m just leaving work. I should be home soon. I’m not that far now.”

“Uh...okay?”

Please hear that something’s wrong. Please.

“No, it’s just me. They let me go a bit earlier than everyone else because I finished my side duties early,” you continued. “So it’s just me...walking home alone.”

Your words finally started to clue in as Marshall asked, “(Y/N), is something wrong? Is someone following you?”

“Yeah!”

“Where are you right now?”

You glanced at the nearest street sign. “I’m just passing (street name) now. I should be home soon.”

As you looked, you took a moment to notice if the man was still following you in her peripherals. He was, and he seemed like he was closer. Your heart was hammering so loudly you were sure the man could hear it.

“Oh, closer than I expected,” you said through gritted teeth.

“He’s close to you?”

You went to nod your head, but forgot Marshall wouldn’t be able to see you, so instead you mumbled a quiet, “Yes.”

“Okay, keep walking the way you usually go. I’m gonna come get you. Stay on the phone, if he gets any closer or he tries to do anything, start screaming descriptions of him for me.”

You were shaking so bad you could barley see ahead of you. You felt lightheaded with panic and worried that you’d pass out from this feeling. You put your other hand back down in your purse, searching for the mace that you had got for moments like these. You had never been followed like this before, but Marshall insisted you had some sort of protection just in case. The mace was the only thing you felt most comfortable with.

You kept chattering on to Marshall about your day as normal as you could. You could hear him getting into his car and the engine starting. You could hear that he was driving faster than normal, so definitely over the speed limit. You prayed that he didn’t get pulled over or anything before he got to you.

“How close are you to home now?” he asked. “Give me a rough estimate.”

“Like five minutes maybe.”

“Okay, I think I know where you are. Can you stop under the nearest street light for me, baby? I’ll pull over and get you immediately.”

The thought of stopping and letting the man get closer to you caused your panic to bubble over and tears started falling from your cheeks. You lowered your head to whisper, “I can’t, I’m too scared.”

“I know, but I have to be able to see you to know it’s you. I’m coming down the street between work and your apartment now, I’ll be to you in seconds, I promise.”

You knew he was right, but that fear was still so prevalent inside of you. You slowed your walk slightly as you came up to the next street light and stood directly under it. You turned to see the man was approaching you, now closer than he had been before. It became hard to breathe as he came so close you could see his face in the light. You were about to scream when a car pulled up next to you and stopped. Marshall quickly got out and crossed around the front of the car.

“What the fuck are you doing following my girl, man?” he snapped at the man, who was so shocked by Marshall’s presence that he had stumbled backwards a little. “The fuck is wrong with you? You’re lucky I don’t beat the shit out of you right here.”

The man quickly turned and started to run off. Marshall shouted some more profanities as him until he disappeared into the darkness. When he turned back to you, he saw that you were trembling and crying. His face softened as he quickly wrapped his arms around you, cradling your head against his chest as you started to sob.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I got you now, you’re safe.”

He held you for a while, just letting you cry into his sweater. When you finally felt calm enough, he helped you into his car and got in the other side.

“Do you want to stay over tonight?” he asked. “I have a feeling staying at your apartment isn’t going to feel the same after...that.”

If he was just a regular guy, you probably would’ve insisted on him staying with you instead of you going to his place. But, being famous and all, Marshall’s place was one of the safest places you could think to be right now. Still feeling unable to speak, you just nodded. Luckily, you already had most things you would need for the next day at his place, so he brought you right there.

Once inside with the door shut safely behind you, you felt like a pressure had been taken off your chest. You went up to Marshall’s room and changed into one of his shirts, comfortingly oversized on you, and got into his warm, safe bed. You were supposed to work the next day, but you decided to call your manager and explain the situation and ask if you would be able to have the next day off. Luckily, she was understanding and told you to take all the time you needed.

Marshall got into bed next to you and took you into his arms. He pressed soft kisses into your hair as he held you tightly in his arms.

“I’m sorry that happened to you,” he said, softly. “God, I really hoped you’d never have to endure something like that.”

“At least you got to me in time,” you said. “I don’t know what I would’ve done if I got to the apartment and he was still following me. I probably would’ve had to keep walking and make him think I lived somewhere else or something.”

You cuddled in closer to Marshall’s chest, taking in his familiar scent as comfort. Anything could happen now, but as long as you were in his arms, you felt safe.

“What if you moved in with me?”

You moved your head so quickly to look up at Marshall that you nearly hit him in the mouth with your forehead. “What?”

“I said what if you moved in with me?”

“Yeah, I thought that’s what you said. Do you...do you mean it?”

“I wouldn’t be asking if I didn’t.”

You playfully shoved him, but he just tightened his grip around you so it didn’t do anything.

“We’ve been together for a year now. Most of your stuff is here anyways, you stay here most nights, you already have your own key. I can take you to work whenever I’m home, and when I’m not home, at least you can have somewhere to stay by yourself that has security to even get into the neighborhood, and then a gate and alarms here that will notify you and the cops if anyone tries to break in.”

He didn’t have to map out all the reasons why you should move in. The minute he confirmed he was serious, you already had an answer.

You lunged at him, knocking him onto his back and nearly onto the floor. You sat so you were straddling his lap and kissed him deeply. His hands found your waist as the kiss became more passionate. He paused a moment to pull away.

“So I’m assuming that’s a yes.”

You giggled. “That’s a big yes.”

[hobgayblin]

I’ve made a gay little beast for the eldy rings haha don’t worry about it

I stayed up until like 6am the other night frantically writing a shit ton of notes for this guy and how he would be interactable as an NPC so I’m gonna put that under a cut here too sghfghd 

tl;dr: He’s a vampiric shapeshifting beast that wants to be a dragon so bad he’s going to eat all the dragons. And Varre wants to study him because of his weird blood magic. They are gay friends :)

Draethil, Draconic Impersonator (He/It)

Albinistic Vampiric entity, can drink blood of creatures to shapeshift into the source. Obsessed with dragons, desperately wants to be one but cant transform into something that big. Decides to hunt and drink the blood of every dragon it can find to hopefully be able to slowly change into a dragon. Tall, elongated neck, kinda gangly but obviously strong, spikes and small horns, claws, probably tail, etc etc. Current draconic features come from hunting dragons/draconic beasts on his own for a while. Can shapeshift into many different things including a regular human form but given his goal of becoming a dragon he prefers his fucked partially draconic state at the moment.

As an NPC  - large, scary, but very passive, can be encountered randomly in fields, picking flowers or hanging out with animals - if talked too will be surprised you want to talk instead of attacking him - tells you about his interest in dragons, asks if you have encountered any - if you have you can say yes and tell him an area you've seen one in. He will go to that area and can be summoned to help fight that dragon - if you send him to a dragon he will stay there until you kill it OR if you do not kill it before the great rune boss of that region he will try to fight it alone and die. His body will be found by whichever dragon and you can get his armor. - if you summon him and reload/go back to the area you will see him crouched over the dragon/part of it sucking blood from it and muttering to himself about becoming a dragon. You can get his attention by hitting him once and immediately tell him the location of another dragon, which he will again help you fight etc etc - if you dont immediately tell him you will have to find him in one of his random spawns again  - you can also attack him several times in the field/when hes eating if you wanna fight him I guess. He will be difficult either way but he will be MORE difficult if you attack him while eating a dragon corpse. Will use more blood magic incantations and be more aggressive  - if he helps you kill all the dragons and is able to eat them you can find him in [location pending] as a secret boss fight hee hee hoo hoo - he becomes a giant draconic/humanoid abomination and he is such a hard bitch oh man. You dont even know bro. Will no longer drop his armor instead will drop uhhh weapon or helmet that let's you do a draconic transformation like in dark souls

Special Varre interactions/Questline - Sometimes if you talk more to Draethil While he is in the fields he will tell you about a nice masked man he met. This will activate a secondary quest line with Varre - The quests are with Varre but Draethil will tell you more about Varre and himself every subsequent time you find him (while not eating a dragon) - IF YOU HAVE JOINED THE BLOOD CULT. Varre will talk about what an interesting creature Draethil is. Basically he wants to study him like an ant because of his weird blood powers and he wants you to give him an invite. If you find him in the field again you can give him and item and he will accept, stating something along the lines of "a new home? for me?" - You can go back to Varre and see him initiate Draethil Into the blood cult. Reload and Varre will have more dialogue about him, but he will be gone and continue his regular quest line - Gives Varre a quest line where u dont have to kill him to finish it - Whenever you kill a dragon for Draethil's quest line Varre will have more dialogue about him - if you get all the dialogue from Varre he will be summonable for Draethil's big boss fight - If you kill Draethil with Varre summoned you can reload and see him kneeling by the corpse, being sad and saying sad shit. Varre will give you Draethil's armor. This is the only way to get the armor and do the boss fight - If Varre is summoned and can survive the fight, when Draethil is at about 1/5th health Varre can help pacify him and there is an option for surrender - If you spare him during the boss fight and then attack him anyway he will die instantly, giving you his boss item,  but Varre will immediately become hostile and attack you - if you let him live you will get gay dialogue between him and Varre and he will permanently go hang out with him. He will also assume his human form (realized his dream may be a bit fucked, finds new comfort in humanity) and become a teacher for blood incantions. - He will also give you an item called Vampiric Blood Vial or s/t like that and it’s basically a mimic veil but instead of changing into objects in the area you change into fauna like turtles or goats and can run around as those.

[t0shii]

scary video games with hq boys

suna rintaro, kenma kozume, matsukawa issei, hanamaki takahiro, nishinoya yuu, tanaka ryunosuke x gn!r

!warnings! mentions of death, gore, etc. some slight game spoilers but tbh it's nothing major so dw! rlly just fluff! light swearing, nothing major.

pt. 2 here

SUNA RINTARO.

plays scary video games very often & is lq a scaredy cat but never lets it show. he especially likes when u sit in his lap & either watch him play or where ur hugging him w ur cheek smushed against his shoulder. holds u super tight during the scariest scenes

currently you were sitting on your boyfriend rintaro's lap, chin resting on his shoulder while he played the latest resident evil game. at first you were watching him play while sitting beside him but after a while it became too much to watch so you took to moving to his lap for comfort.

you could feel sleep creeping up to you, eyelids droopy, cheek smushed on your boyfriends shoulder, that was until rin's character died and screamed so loud you jolted awake, which seemed to startle the boy.

"sorry baby" he says with a sigh, rubbing your back soothingly, "just a few more minutes and i'll be done." to which you nod in response, then lay your head back unto his shoulder, trying your very best not to fall asleep before he was finished.

KENMA KOZUME.

u sitting in his lap while he gamed is nothing but routine at this point. he loves when u hold him while he plays so either sitting in his lap OR sitting behind him is a must must must!! he plays any and all type of games as we know but he seems to gravitate towards scary ones sometimes just so youll hold him a little tighter wont admit it tho

currently you sat behind your boyfriend kenma, both legs beside his. you had originally been playing a game of your own until you got bored of it and opted to playing with kenma's hair instead, putting little braids in it, taking them out and repeating. he never once broke distraction from the game but honestly the game he was playing, outlast, was getting a little too gorey even for you. you wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your face atop his shoulder, "ken," you mumbled, a little muffled from your mouth being pressed against his shoulder but you weren't sure he heard you as there was no reply. "hey ken," you said a little louder than the last, "hm?" you heard him repsond. "can you.. uhm play a different game now?" you mumbled shyly. "is this one boring?" he pause the game and turned his head slightly to look at you . "oh no! it's just that... it's a little scary." he looked at you for a second and blinked once before responding, "let me save real quick, yeah?" to which you nodded in response.

"what d'ya want me to play?" he asked looking back at you again, "anything is fine, ken." he nodded at that and opened a different game. "babe, i thought you liked horror games?" kenma questioned. "yeah i do! that one was just a little too much i think." you explained you got a hum in response while he continued the new game.

MATSUKAWA ISSEI.

he and makki, always playing games together. hes not the biggest gamer & rlly only plays mainstream games

currently, issei was in his gaming chair playing the last of us 2 ,whilst you layed in bed and watched. you had watched him play through the first game so of course you wanted to watch this time too! what you werent ready for was the major character death in the beginning of the game!

issei swore he was hearing something your muffled tears odd but he couldn't tell what it was, that was until he paused his game and heard you cried on your shared bed. "baby?" he called out before walking over to you, "are you crying?" "yes," you said softly under the comforter through little hiccups. "oh baby." he said with a slight chuckle, sitting next to you on the edge of the bed, "c'mere." and when you did you were met with strong arms engulfing you in a hug. "i know it's sad but it's only a game, angel." he explains before kissing the crown of your head

HANAMAKI TAKAHIRO.

again he and mattsun play games all the time with eachother! honestly only plays horror games occasionally and their usually only mainstream tbh.

you and your boyfriend makki were sitting on your shared bed, you in between his legs watching him playing little nightmares. to be honest you were trying your best to pay attention but the chase sequences were starting to get to you, especially as the antagonists all piled up to eat his character.

"makki... i don't think i like this game." you admitted shyly. "oh, why?" he asked raising a brow you couldn't even see, "it's pretty popular though.", "yeah but the chase sequences are really scary makki." you whined leaning your head back on his shoulder. "it's almost over, dont worry." he said with a smile while looking down at you and pampering your cheek with a million little kisses to make you feel better.

NISHINOYA YUU.

i swear he stays up so goddamn late playing games with his bestie tanaka it's almost annoying but his hushed giggles when tanaka makes a joke that only the two of you would actually find funny makes it worth it! don't let him near horror games omg.

you have no idea why you let yuu choose a horror game, he was shrieking every 5 minutes even when nothing was happening on the screen. currently, he was playing PT and you sat beside him, laughing at his exaggerated reactions all the while getting scared at the jumpscares just as bad as he was.

"babe i'm not answering that phone, nuh uh,no way" he said pausing the game and looking at you. "yuu the guide says you have to in order to progress!" you giggle at him. "well i guess i'm just not gonna progress!" he exclaims dramatically, tossing the controller somewhere in the room. "besides, i'd rather cuddle with you instead." he grins throwing himself onto you, causing you to fall. "you're such a scaredy-cat." you laugh rolling your eyes, while combing your hands through his spikey hair.

TANAKA RYUNOSUKE.

actually is super passionate abt his horror games 😤 hes a pussy but pushes through every time.

you liked watching your boyfriend ryu play games, but this game just wasn't doing it for you. currently he was playing outlast 2, and the atmosphere was creeping you out so bad you had to look away, not only that but the chase sequences were making you feel anxious.

"holy fuck stop chasing me damnit." ryu mumbled under his breath as the veiled antagonist chased him for what seemed like the 10th time. and honestly you couldn't take it anymore. you snaked your arms around his waist from behind and rested your eyes over his shoulder. "you doing okay?" he asked, a little concerned. "can you take a break from this one ryu?" you mumbled. he thought for a minute before pausing his game and turning to look at you, "is my baby scared?" hey cooed at you, which you nod a yes in response. hugging you real tight he says, "of course we can take a break but only if i get cuddles in return." it was a deal you simply could not refuse.

a/n love horror games so ofc i wanted to write abt it lmfao. i rlly wanna play the new little nightmares game SO BAD ughhh. any who i tried to add some variety in here so pls enjoy lmfao. sorry for any mistakes i def didnt proofread 😩

[blxetsi]

modern sasha braus dating headcanons

lowercase intended !

college!sasha braus x gn!reader

had to write something for my queen 😌✨

- she shares her food with you. I Dont Care She Does

- also since this is a modern au i dont think she would have such an obsession with food as she does in the canonverse (if we can even call it an obsession) i still think she would have a big appetite (and she'd be proud of it tf 😏🙏) but i just dont see her always being hungry as the fandom makes her out to be

- really likes to hold hands with you

- i think itd be really cute if she was studying to become a baker ?? maybe taking a culinary course at the university you two attend ?? maybe you somehow met there or through a friend

- i think she'd still be insecure about her accent (ig if this is au is set in america she'd be from the south 😐🤚) and would speak kind of like a robot to people she didn't know that well

- connie and jean ALWAYS bring out her accent tho,, like with them she can really be herself

- i think when you were starting to get to know her she would be speaking very formally, and youd take it like shes being kinda stand offish or like,, just doesnt wanna talk so youre thinking "okay maybe she doesnt wanna be friends 😁👍" and would back off

- now sasha's upset because you are so cool and unique and she just wants to know so much about you but youve been very distant lately ?? like did she do something wrong ??

- she tells connie, jean, marco, and niccolo one night and connie and jean are on the side of "find y/n and demand to know why their behavior has changed" while marco and niccolo are on the side of "respectfully dm y/n and ask why they havent been wanting to see sasha recently"

- sasha goes with the latter of the two and dms you after passing you in the dining hall, you two literally keep glancing at each other, texting while you sit with your respective friend groups

- after everything gets cleared up sasha is immediately inviting you to hang out with her crew, and even getting some of her other friends like eren, mikasa, and ymir and historia to come join too

- if she has all the people shes comfortable with there, itll be less scary talking with her accent !

- You Love It. You Think Its Adorable.

- you guys would definitely have a friends to lovers type relationship

- like friendly hugs turn into slightly longer hugs, and now sasha will constantly ask to sit next to you during movie nights

- loves to rest her head on your lap while she spreads across the couch

- i think you two would have your first kiss in niccolos apartment

- you two were sitting in his kitchen, with sasha munching on the leftover food he made that night for your get together

- his mom had called him so he decided to leave to go to his bedroom to answer it

- and slowly you guys just kind of,,,, leaned in 🙈✨

- it was slow and really romantic, kinda rough with the crumbs that were around sasha's lips but you didn't mind

- niccolo barged in and ruined the moment 😐🤚 good going pal 😁👍

- you two were so shocked that you two tried to leave

- ended up just walking down the road in silence like wtf i thought yall were trying to get away from each other 😭😭😭😭

- sasha ended up staying the night 🤩‼️

- NOT in a sexual way

- but in like a,,,, rue and jules kinda way where jules comes in through the window (but only sasha didnt come in through the window she came in the front door with you) and you two held each other and gave each other smooches for the rest of the night

- sasha woke up late and missed her morning classes 😐🤚 didnt even care and went back to sleep with you

- i think for the most part you get along well with her friend group

- youre definitely closer to connie, jean, niccolo, marco, and historia

- ymir teases you guys a lot and you cant tell if what she says is just jokes (it always is) or if shes completely serious

- eren, mikasa, armin, annie, along with reiner and bertholdt are more of aquantances to you, just because you dont see them as often as you do the others

- she has such a weird relationship with her english professor

- will literally complain how much work he gives his class and then the next day will gush about how great he his bc he gave her a granola bar for her effort in her assignment

- girl pick a script and stick to it 😐🤚

- has a collection of stuffies on her bed. i dont make the rules.

- anytime theres a carnival in town she drags EVERYONE there.

- you all agree to split up into groups so you can all check out what you want, but you always agree to meet up and eat funnel cake together 🥺

- sasha tries to get you to win her new stuffies

- if you cant do it, or just want some for yourself, shes calling connie and niccolo up PLEADING with them to come find you guys,

- then she claims theres been an ACCIDENT and that you two need help

- niccolo is zooming bc he cares abt his besties 😌✨

- connie texts jean and marco to come find you guys too 😭😭😭

- who gets a kick and a lecture for lying courtesy of niccolo ? sasha. but who also gets a bunch of stuffies won for her courtesy of niccolo ? sasha.

- for your anniversary i think she'd want to do something really fun with you

- she'd set up a pillow fort and have a bunch ot string lights and stuff, have all of her favourite stuffies (which are the ones she thinks of you when she sees) in there too.

- she has chips, she baked little pastries and cookies, and she ordered your favourite takeout

- you guys just watch whatever you want on netflix or whatever and its such a nice night

- it becomes a tradition for you guys, but you two always take turns with setup

- one year sasha did all of the planning, baking and whatnot ? okay now its your turn 😁👍

- you guys even started doing themes now 🤩

- if you guys play board games with your friends youre on sasha's side whether you want to be or not.

- shes also the kind of person that says "i can win fair and square !" but then when bertholdt starts kicking her ass in monopoly her script changes real quick 🙄

- now its "y/n,,, give me some of ur money" and "y/n, buy this property for me" like girl,,,, what happened to playing fair 😍⁉️

- will try and do all of those s/o pranks you see on tiktok

- its hard to get a genuine reaction out of you bc you can TELL SHES RECORDING but she tries anyways

- we love a perservering queen 😌✨

- will call you at random times of the day asking if you guys can see each other

- "y/n ??? are you there ??" "sasha its 2am wtf do you want 😐" "do you wanna ride your bike with me down to the park 🥺"

- also is very observant, knows when youre overworking yourself

- will try and pull you away from what youre working on like "lets go get you something to drink, or maybe we can watch an episode of that show you like before you continue working !"

- if youre persistent that you just HAVE to finish it tonight and cant stop and take a break she'll respect that, until you stay at your laptop for over an hour 😐

- just softly pulls you away like "no lovebug, lets get some sleep okay ?"

- is also very protective of you

- overheard someone making fun of you ?? talking shit ??? her besties better hold her back before she gets suspended 😤‼️

- and since connie and jean absolutely ADORE you, you better believe theyre helping their girl sasha out

- those three are the LEADERS of the "protect y/n club"

- it just becomes niccolo and marco trying to dissolve the situation before it gets physical, and then reiner and armin joining when they walk directly into the chaos

- armin tells you what happened and as much as youre thankful that sasha cares about you so much that she'd defend you like that, you lecture her, jean and connie on not making scenes like that again

- sasha's love language is kind of like,, a mixture of quality time and physical touch

- she just really loves spending time with you, but also very much enjoys being in your arms

- she doesnt shy away from it, and is usually the one to initiate those things

- will hold your hand PROUDLY down hallways or on streets

- always hypes you up too, shes very much so your personal hypeman

- "oh lovebug you look SO GOOD rn oh my god" "sasha pls im in my pyjamas" "and you look like a model baby !"

- sasha is very stubborn however, and if you guys ever fight she is NEVER the one to apologize first, or seek you out to talk about it

- even if shes in the wrong she cant bring herself to admit it, she dug herself into such a deep hole with the stance she took that she doesnt want to take the walk of shame in admitting that she wasnt right

- this can cause a lot of problems in your relationship, but after you explain how much it affects you, shes trying to change

- will always work on her stubborn-ness and pride

- and it actually makes her feel a lot better being able to admit defeat, or being wrong

- she really likes being communicative and honest, especially with you

- i think overall your relationship with sasha is very very fun, filled with good memories, good food, good friends, and most importantly, love.

no bc i really do love her 😐🤚 lemme marry miss braus rq 😏✨

hope u guys enjoyed !! remember requests are open so if you have anything youd like me to write DONT BE SHY ❤️‼️

[senacal]

Hey! Would u wanna write one where right after cuba in the hospital charles asks her to sing to him, and all she can remember is an old song from sweden (slightly personalized in that, i hope you dont mind!!) called Flyktsoda by ebba grön, she sings in swedish and he translates lyrics by telepathy. she ends up kinda confessing with the line "dont be scared of me, i am so scared of you" bcz shes a bit scary and mad all the time but shes super weak for charles. then u can decide how it ends 🥺🥺

Request: Requested by Anon

Pairing: Charles Xavier x Fem! Reader

Prompt: Hey! Would u wanna write one where right after Cuba in the hospital Charles asks her to sing to him, and all she can remember is an old song from Sweden (slightly personalized in that, I hope you don’t mind!!) called Flyktsoda by Ebba grön, she sings in Swedish and he translates lyrics by telepathy. she ends up kinda confessing with the line "don’t be scared of me, I am so scared of you" bcz she’s a bit scary and mad all the time but shes super weak for Charles. then u can decide how it ends 🥺🥺

Warnings: self deprecation? Charles isn’t okay and neither is the reader 

Author’s Note: I don’t mind at all ^.^ I listened to the song and it was super catchy, even better when I found out what the lyrics translated to (I speak no ounce of Swedish lol 😅) Sorry it took so long btw, I fell into a funk but here I am, forcing myself out 😬

Requests Are Open!

After the events of Cuba, Charles hadn’t been the same. He wasn’t to blame, of course, his whole world had changed with a single bullet. It was heartbreaking to witness the once cheerful man turn into this broken person. He plastered on a smile when he needed to and he pretended to be the same cheeky man, but (Y/N) knew it was an act. Not only had he lost his legs, but he also lost Raven and his best friend Erik that day. Despite Erik being capable of making his own choices, Charles blamed himself for what happened. He blamed himself relentlessly and it annoyed (Y/N) because she knew the turmoil it was giving the man. She hated seeing Charles putting himself through that self-inflicting guilt. 

No matter how many times (Y/N) or Hank tried to tell him it wasn’t his fault, Charles still continued to place the blame on himself. Charles did stop communicating that guilt out loud around them when they visited him in the hospital, but (Y/N) was willing to bet that it still resided in the back of his mind. She didn’t have to be a telepath to know that because she could easily see it in his eyes. She liked to think that she knew him well enough through everything they’ve gone through together. 

Before Cuba, Charles and Erik had found her working a tireless job to keep herself off of the streets. She was barely scraping by and she lived in a crappy one-bedroom apartment. It was located in the bad part of town and the crime rates were skyrocketing, but the mayor didn’t care to fix that. So she suppressed her powers and forced herself to fight for what little she had. She couldn’t afford for her landlord to figure out that she was a mutant and kick her out. Thankfully her mutation was easy to hide, as long as her emotions were kept intact. The only hint at her mutant powers was the growing life around her wherever she went, meaning, she could manipulate plant life either with a thought or a simple touch. It aggravated her to see people treat the plants in her neighborhood soo poorly. 

When Erik and Charles first went to collect her, she couldn't understand what they would want with a girl like her. She was on the verge of homelessness, worked a dead-end job, and had a criminal record. The charges against her weren’t too serious, a couple of shoplifting charges and she might have beat a guy up here and there who tried to attack her. But regardless, she knew she wouldn’t fit in with the others Charles and Erik had recruited. So when she met them, she glared her way through each conversation and ignored the CIA’s requests. But for some reason, Charles managed to worm his way into her heart. Maybe it was his charming smile that should have annoyed her or his eyes that were shockingly blue. Or maybe it was the fact that he understood her even though he was the complete opposite of her. Whatever it was, Charles was the only one who had seen her softer side. 

It was almost funny seeing Hank’s shocked face when he witnessed her caring side for the first time. They had both decided to visit Charles in the hospital when Charles had asked for a small favor, some comfortable clothes, and (Y/N) had readily offered to get them. Hank was possibly more surprised than was necessary. (Y/N) did nice things! The other day she helped Erik with his powers, granted that was before he betrayed them and Hank wasn’t there to witness it. Now though, (Y/N) reserved her soft spot for Charles. Hank seemed to understand, he didn’t make any comments about it; but that was probably because when Alex did, (Y/N) manipulated the roots of a tree to keep him stuck for a whole night until Charles turned a disapproving eye on her. He learned his lesson after that though.

But that was all before Cuba. Now it was just (Y/N), Hank, Alex, Banshee, and Charles. But even Banshee and Alex went their own way. (Y/N) couldn’t say where they went, she wasn’t sure. But she did know that their departure had added to Charles’ grief and guilt. She made it her duty to stay by his side while he was in the hospital, a reassurance that she wouldn’t leave him. Charles had turned her into this soft mushy person and it scared her shitless. She couldn’t remember the last time she had loved someone. But the thought of him leaving or being taken away terrified her. Charles terrified her. But she pulled herself together so he wouldn’t realize anything was wrong, he didn’t need any extra guilt.

(Y/N) sat next to Charles's bedside, a book in her hands to keep her busy while Charles slept. She arrived early that day because of the construction happening on the street where the hospital was located and she didn’t want to be late. She wasn’t expecting Charles to be awake which was why she brought the book. She was immersed in the story when Charles woke up, which is why he surprised her. 

“You’re here early,” He spoke groggily.

The flowers’ leaves on the other side of Charles’s bedside shot out of their vase and wrapped around Charles’s wrist, forcing it flush against the bed. (Y/N) might have gotten startled since she was distracted. She looked up with a guilty smile and released his wrist when he gave her an unamused look. “Sorry, you scared me,” She grumbled.

“It’s alright, love,” Charles rubbed his wrist. He hadn’t expected the grip to hurt since they were tulip leaves.

“How’d you sleep?” (Y/N) set the book in her hands aside and shifted so she could face Charles. 

“Okay, I guess. I’m ready to get out of here,” He shrugged. He adjusted the bed so he could sit up.

“I can ask the doctor when you can be released if  you’d like?” (Y/N) offered. 

‘No, it’s okay,” Charles waved her off, “I’d much rather keep your company a little longer,” He smiled. 

(Y/N) nodded, a faint smile on her lips. “Of course,” She drummed her fingers on her lap. “Did you need anything? The nurse? More medicine? Food?” 

“I’m alright for now, thanks though… Can I ask you a question?” Charles hesitated.

“Yeah, anything.”

“Do you mind if, you can say no, but do you mind if I ask you to sing me a song? I’ve been quite bored here and the radio stations are rather crappy and there’s never anything good on the telly,” He rambled.

“Oh, uh,” (Y/N) furrowed her brows, what song would she sing?

“Never mind, it was weird of me to ask, you don’t-”

“No, I’ll sing for you uh, Is it okay if it’s in Sweden? I can’t really remember any songs right now,” (Y/N)’s cheeks flushed and her fingers began to fidget in her lap.

“I don’t mind,” He smiled kindly.

(Y/N) nodded and cleared her throat, here went nothing, “Lyckan kommer, lyckan går. Dom säger tiden läker sår. Jag släcker lampor. Jag öppnar fönster. Letar efter mönster. Jag kommer aldrig. Jag kommer aldrig, kommer. Kommer aldrig komma hem.”

‘Happiness comes, happiness goes. They say that time heals wounds. I turn off lamps, I open windows. Searching after patterns, I will never, I will never, will never come home,’ Charles lay back in his bed, his eyes closing as his mind translated the lyrics for him, one of the better aspects of his telepathy, the ability to understand any language.

“Flyktsoda, ta mig i hand. Sätt mig i brand, ibland ibland ibland. Flyktsoda ta mig i land. Sätt mig i brand, ibland ibland ibland,” (Y/N) could feel her stomach flipping, her chest filling with anxiety. She hadn’t realized how much this song actually meant until now. She hadn’t been happy before Charles came into her life. She was merely going through the motions, living because it was expected of her, but with Charles, hell even Hank, they gave her a reason to keep going. Only Charles was her reason for staying.

‘Escapesoda take my hand. Set me on fire, sometimes sometimes sometimes. Escapesoda bring me to shore. Set me on fire, sometimes sometimes sometimes,’ Charles inhaled deeply, (Y/N)’s voice soothing the ache in his chest. He appreciated everything she has done for him while he was hospitalized. If it weren’t for her, he was sure he wouldn’t have made it out in one piece. He barely made it with her there, but her persistent presence kept him grounded and kept him from falling into despair. 

“Var inte rädd för mig. Jag är så rädd för dig,” (Y/N)’s voice stuttered over the words. They pierced her heart when she sang them. They rang true and she was afraid it revealed just how much Charles affected her.

“Don't be afraid of me. I'm so afraid of you,” Charles's eyes opened when he heard the vulnerability in her voice. He looked at her with questioning eyes, he almost felt bad when he read what she was thinking. 

“Do you really think that I am afraid of you?” He asked softly.

“I, well, everyone else was, why not you too? I hurt you just a little while ago,” She pointed to his wrist.

Charles's wrist was rubbed raw from the leaf, but it wasn’t too bad, plus he had startled her, “I startled you, it wasn’t your fault.”

“That’s not the point Charles, I’ve done some bad things so why wouldn’t you fear me?”

“You fought to protect yourself. You are so much more than your powers, (Y/N). You’re magnificent, you’re amazing.” Charles wished he could reassure her and comfort her more, but his fucking legs couldn’t move. He shifted as best as he could, “Now why do you fear me?” He wondered.

(Y/N)’s heart was racing, she swore her heartbeat was louder than the heart monitor attached to Charles. “I- you don’t- why-” She ran her hand through her hair. “If I tell you, promise me this won’t change anything between us, okay? You’re all I have and I can’t lose you as a friend.” She spoke softly.

Charles nodded, “You could never lose me.”

(Y/N) bit her lip, wondering how to start. How does one even tell the person they love they fear them because of the hold they have on their heart? Charles managed to shove his way into her life and now she couldn’t picture her life without him in it. “I fear you because how easily you fit into my life,” She looked up at him, tears in her eyes, though she didn’t know why she was crying, shame maybe? “For a long time now it’s been just me, I had nobody, my parents didn’t want me, my landlord was looking for any reason to evict me, my co-workers were all selfish assholes, and I’ve been attacked countless times by men in the streets. I made sure no one could misuse my trust and I made sure no one could hurt me, but here you are,” She wiped a stray tear that ran down her cheek, “You pushed through the walls I’ve built and now I’m afraid to lose you.”

(Y/N) ran her hand through her hair again, she probably looked so pathetic to Charles.

“You could never look pathetic,” Charles reached his hand out to her which (Y/N) hesitantly took, “I know I said this wouldn’t change anything, but perhaps it can change just a little?” 

(Y/N)’s brows furrowed in confusion.

“Perhaps once I get out of here we can go on a date?” Charles asked nervously, “You don’t have to agree, and we can continue like normal, but now that I know for sure that you harbor feelings towards me maybe we can-” 

(Y/N) stood from her seat to press her lips to Charles’s cutting off his ramblings. She pulled away from the kiss and smiled, “I’d love to go on a date with you.”

Charles grinned, almost looking like his old cheeky self. He might have lost some things in Cuba, but he gained something too. He’d be damned if he let (Y/N) be taken away from him too. “I hope you know you’re stuck with me now.”

“I guess I can live with that,” (Y/N) laughed, “But promise me one thing okay?” At Charles nodded, (Y/N) continued, “Never tell anyone that I sang to you.”

Charles laughed despite her serious look, “I promise not to tell anyone.”

[amelinksworld]

Falling

“Would u do me the honor of marrying me” were the last words Amelia heard, she just stood there, wondering where, when, and how did it happen, she thought it was clear she wasn´t ready for marriage, at least not yet. Link has been so focused in planning the proposal that none of them did what they had agreed on; checking in, for more tan eight months he didn´t notice Amelia has not been herself and that she has been going to meetings more tan before and the way she used to zone out while feeding Scout.

She didn´t want compolsury, and he thought because  he has been planning everything for weeks it meant it wasnt but it was, and at her sisters wedding? She thought. Is all shes gonna think about every time someone talks about it. Link then asked the kids if they could go back to the party. They were confused, especially Zola. Why would auntie Amelia just look at Link and not say a word? They love each other, she was still little but she had the mind of a grown up woman. She also knew that whatever it was it was between them and that she would always choose her auntie Amelia, she would love her no matter what.

Link, I – I told u, I´m not ready, not yet, I love you, and I’ve never loved someone the way i love you but- And before Amelia could continue to explain the situation to Link, he says, then why would u say no?, the brunette then said, I thought we were on the same page, and that we had the same opinión on marriage, and Link, you know that marriage wouldn´t change things between us, is like we are already married, we will always be together.

Link then said, if marriage wouldn´t change anything. Then why don´t you accept?. Because I´m not ready and I don´t wanna have kids, I know u do, I do not want to make u be with me and give up on your dreams and what you want. You and Scout are all I need. Then she said to him what he told Owen months ago. I don´t think I could have a baby without losing myself. The way I love you and I love Scout, it´s scary, it scares me. And that could mean I would slip. I dont want that, I want to be present enough to enjoy every momen with Scout and you, to be a good mother and someday a good wife, you and our baby are my life and my home, I do want to marry you but not yet, We just got out of Meredith’s house. One day at a time, lets just stay like this for a while. Just the three of us in our house, what was Amelia said while tears were streaming down her face.

Amelia, I love you, but I thought thats what you wanted too, and I didn´t want to wait, I still don’t, so now I just need some time to think. He said with pain that was visible in his eyes.  I just need to be alone now, were his last words before leaving her alone.

Amelia stood there crying, hoping they can rise up together. After all, they have  been through worse, but the look Link had on his face? She has never seen him like that before. And she was scared.

This is my first fic, I hope you enjoy it and tell me if u would like a part two.

[emotionalsuppork]

Heyyyy🦋 So for kind of reason I had to thought about tendo when I listened the song "scary love "from the neighborhood 🤓 so I wanted to ask if you could do a fluffy scenario based on the song with our small boy tendo?🤩Is it possible because I dont know if you do something like this D:

Okay so I wrote this rlly quickly because I wanted to get it out, but I'm currently fostering 3 kittens and one of them just got sick. I might re-write this later and add to it, but for now this is what I have down.

Also yes! Hi! I will write song fic!

This is kinda like a bunch of little scenarios based off individual lines from the song? I felt I could paint a better picture this way.

❤ Tendou ❤ ~ Scary Love - The Neighborhood 

Move to the city with me

Tendou's eyes blew wide.

What? Did you say?

You didn't move from your spot on the bed, leaning against the wall, curled into his side, safe in his warmth, with your legs tossed over one of his thighs. He had been idly dragging his fingers up and down your calves, only to abruptly stop when you spoke.  

You looked up at him, but he kept his gaze locked forward on your record player, the one he bought you, still spinning leisurely. The music kept playing, the world kept turning, but Tendou had stopped.

Then he started once more.

All at once he had snapped his gaze to meet yours, Vermillion eyes flitting over your entire body, long fingers wrapping around your ankle, questioning eyebrows knitted tight.

You tilted your head to the side in confusion.

Tendou tilted his as well, silently willing you to repeat your question. Lucky for him,

"Can I come with you?"

He let out a sharp sigh and shook his head, completely shocked, eyes still wide.

That was probably the last thing he had expected you to say to him coming over to your parents house to tell you that, since he had just graduated and wasn't planning on college, his parents thought it was best if he leave and figure out what he wants from life 'on his own dime'. Honestly after overhearing some stories from his classmates he had expected you to be angry. Then, as you opened your door and greeted him with a sweet smile and saccharine kisses, he realized that you wouldn't be angry with him, you'd never be angry with him. Which brought on his next realization, one that scared him even more.

You'd be sad.

The first thing he did when you agreed to be his girlfriend was swear that he would never hurt you. You had giggled and nudged his shoulder, telling him that you knew that and pecking his lips.

So he let you lead him into your room, let you put on a record, let you drag him into your bed, and tried to build up the courage to break the news that he was leaving.

And as he told you, you stayed sweet.

You listened attentively as he explained. You nodded empathetically when his explanation of the situation turned into venting about it instead. You stayed cuddled up to him when he went quiet and shifted to stare anywhere else. You let him have those few needed minutes of silence as you digested what he said to you.

Then you shocked the hell out of him.

Don't wanna be alone

Standing here now, in your nearly empty bedroom, Tendou wondered why he didn't see this coming. He wondered why he even bothered making you take a few days to really think about it. You were the one who brought up coming with him in the first place.

He turned his head to look at you, then flicked his eyes back and forth, from you to the boxes stacked against the wall. You rocked from heel to toe and back, looking up at him with the most innocent smile he had ever seen. He rolled his eyes and you laughed, bouncing over and throwing your arms around his neck.

"Don't be like that!" You tugged him closer, "We both know that neither of us could make it on our own."

No one has ever cared for me As much as you do

"Satori? What are all these?"

He looked up and quirked a smile at the box in your hands, making grabby hands at you and bringing you into his lap when you tried to sit next to him. You had obviously snooped a little bit, but all the photos were still arranged neatly enough.

"These are all the pictures of me growing up!" You grinned and, after asking permission which he granted with a laugh, quickly started flicking through.

He remembered most of them, hooking his chin over your shoulder and adding in little anecdotes to set the scene. You both were laughing so much you didn't realize it at first. But after a little while, you had to ask.

"Why are you always alone in these?" Turning to look at him you caught the sad smile crossing his features.

"I hadn't met Wakatoshi-kun yet." He took out a separate stack of photos. These were all with Ushijima and him, then ones of Semi started showing up, along with Reon too. He looked happy, but there was something about his eyes that bothered you. When you brought your hands up to his face and turned his head to look straight at you, he chuckled, confused. It turned nervous when you continued staring into his eyes. After a minute of you comparing the pictures in your hands to the Tendou you were sitting on, he seemed to realize something and he took out the last two stacks of pictures.

These pictures all looked completely different. He seemed perfectly content with the world. Like something had clicked into place.

"What changed?" He pulled a picture and held it up to your eyes.

"I met you."

Your love is therapy

Sitting him down on the bed you tried to pull away, only for his arms to tighten and drag you to sit in front of him, bracketed between his knees. Closing his eyes and squishing you into his chest, Tendou shakily breathed you in. A moment later your hands came up to rub his back and he shuddered.

"Satori?", he hummed quietly, "Are you...okay?"

A strangled laugh clawed it's way out of his throat. Your hands clutched at his hoodie and you leaned back to see his face. He let you, then quickly regretted it when your already worried eyes softened further.

"Hey, hey what's wrong? Satori please, talk to me."

God, how did you not realize you were too good for him.

"Do you like being with me?" His voice came out scratchy and he closed his eyes, not knowing if he could continue staring your concern in the eyes. He didn't mean to say that, but the alcohol was letting his vulnerability out to play.

"What? Of course I do. I love you, Satori." He thinks you're pulling away but then your hands come up to hold his cheeks, thumbs stroking over his cheekbones, “I love you, but I can’t help if you dont tell me what happened.”

He breaks.

"I ran into some old classmates at the party," He whispers, "It didn't go so well."

You deflated a little in his arms, wishing you could've gone with him, understanding now why he was so randomly insecure. You pulled away and your heart broke when he misunderstood and curled into himself.

Grabbing all the sweets, junk food, blankets and pillows in the apartment, you made him stand and change his clothes, pretending you didn't notice him watching you curiously. When you arranged everything and crawled into bed, Tendou just stood at the edge. You had never seen him look less sure of himself. You lifted the corner of the covers and smiled softly.

"Let's talk?"

[babysizedfics]

the first time vee regressed in therapy (and meeting michael after)

NOTE: this is almost 2k words... so it continues under the cut. No TWs!

for the first few sessions of vees therapy with dr picani, patton is in the room with them because of vee's selective mutism, so patton hung around to help translate for vee during seasions until she is able to speak for herself, and thru these firsts sessions emile sees how attached the two are to each other

and after about three or four weeks, once vee can reliably talk for herself, patton stil sits in the waiting room so if vee needs him he's there

im their first session without patton, emile actually prompts vee to tell him what she calls her uncle patton. she says "patton" but emile is like do u not call him uncle? and she hesitates bc she definitely doesnt call him uncle but she hates lying

and emile smiles knowing that she doesnt. then he asks "are there any other names you call your uncle, vee?" because unbeknown to vee, emile actually heard her call patton "dad" one day in the waiting room

she is made rlly nervous by this question but emile assures her he isnt trying to trick her or anything, he just wants her to be honest. and after some more coaxing she whispers that she calls patton "dad" and emile is like thats lovely

and suddenly vee is teary and panicky because shes scared emile is being sacastic or will quiz her about it, but he insists that its very nice that she is comfy calling patton that and that they are so close and it makes vee feel a lot safer

but that prompts emile to start asking her about her biological father, janus. has she ever called him dad or was he always janus? does she know why that is?

vee really tries her best to stay calm and answer, but the questions suddenly get too much and before she knows it virgil goes non-verbal bc she realises she is starting to regress

emile notices vee's distress and changes his voice like softer and more clear. he asks what is wrong, he assures her they dont need to talk about anything vee doesnt want to talk about. Can you breathe with me? Good thank you, can you talk? No thats alright you dont have to. Is there anything he can do to make her feel safe?

and the soft caring words just push vee compeltely into half regression and she starts fully crying, tears spilling down her cheeks and shaky breaths and little squeaks and sniffles and tightly cuddling her softie she took with her (a lilac octopus, dr violet)

after a couple minutes of just crying and emile givinf her some space to let it out, the tears arent slowing down. so she cries " i w-wan pa-p-p-..." giving up after she realises her voice is definitely little now

"what do you want, vee?" emile prompts so so kindly that it just makes vee's chest ache

she whimpers "w-wan papa" and trails off in sobs

and emile instantly knows she means patton. he very easily rolls with this infantile behaviour, being a child therapist a lot of the time. he just sees her acting like a toddler and he immediately thinks okay time to turn on the toddler therapy, no questions asked

emile stands up carefully and speaks clear and gentle "okay vee. dr picani is leaving for just a moment to get your papa, okay? I'll be back very soon" and vee just squeaks through her tears, so he hurries out to the waiting room to fetch patton

pat literally jumps from his seat when emile calls him in saying vee is upset and practically runs through the corridor and into the office. he immediately pulls her into a one armed cuddle on the couch while emile just closes the door rlly gentle for privacy and hands a box of tissues to patton. so patton softly shushes his baby and wipes her tears away while emile takes quick notes in his book

patton is rlly quietly shushing her and comforting her, trying to be discreet. emile notices that this is obviously a common occurence, and also notices that patton seems to be holding back something

so when patton looks up briefly and catches emiles gaze, emile just smiles and speaks softly "do you know what age regression is, patton?"

and patton breathes a massive sigh of relief and hugs vee tighter "yeah... yeah we do"

and emile nods and smiles a little sympathetic looking back at vee and patton jumps right back to comforting her, not trying to be discreet this time, going full papa mode now that he has the confirmation that emile knows about regression

patton lifts a still crying vee into his lap and cuddles her to his chest and rocks her. "its alright, baby, shh shhh, papas got you" (vee still crying and grabbing pattons shirt tightly) "i know i know, baby, youre ok"

then emile adds in softly "youre doing very well vee" and patton smiles at him then repeats for vee "did you hear dr picani? he said youre doing sooo well! youre so so brave, hunnybunny"

and eventually when vee is comforted enough and the tears have stopped, emile raises his eyebrows questioningly at patton and pat talks to vee: "vee, are you ready to talk to dr picani again?"

she whimpers and grips patton tighter. "its okay babygirl, papas not going anywhere..." patton hesitstes and looks up at emile a little worried "uh, as long as thats alright with dr picani"

emile nods and smiles softly when vee peeks over her softie at him "of course. you can do whatever you want vee, if having your dad - or your papa here makes you feel safer then of course he can stay. would you like patton to stay so you can feel safer?"

vee doesnt respond but frowns and hides behind dr violet again, and emile looks to patton

patton explains gently "we need simpler language than that for her when she's regressed."

"oh my apologies..." emile starts, then tries again. "Vee?" he waits for vee to lower her softie from her eyes again to show shes listening. "Do you still want your papa?"

vees shoulders are tensed and shes hugging her softie so tight, still hiding partially behind it, but she nods a little

and so they continue with patton in the room

throughout the session she is REALLY shy of emile in this headspace but emile is just rly gentle and treats her like an actual young child while she sits in pattons lap and tries to interact with him, so emile manages to coax some stuff from her. and is shocked to find that this seems to be a headspace that actuslly allows vee to be more open and honest with him even if her language is limited

he asks her how does she feel right now? its okay if she doesnt know. is she scared? thats okay, it is very scary. she's being so brave. but is papas lap soft and warm? thats very nice! does it make her feel safe? does it help her tears go away? well thats good to hear, we dint want you to be sad. do you love papa? Can you show me how much? Woah that's a lot!!

and once vee has calmed down a lot and giggled a little at how nice dr picani is being to her, emile sees vee start to suck her thumb

unfortunately its not sanitary for her to suck her thumb in oublic since she must have touched surfaces, and pat brings her thumb away and desperately apologizes when vee whines and starts tearing up when papa wont let her suck her thumb. she dorsnt have her pretty paci so what else is she meant to do!

then emile announces in a very babytak voice. "vee, can you guess what I have in my desk drawer? Haha No, not frogs. Look!" and he pulls out a handful of lollipops! all different colours! and vee starts bouncign a little on papas lap and smiling

with a quick check that she has no allergies (egg, but there aint no egge in lollipops) emile lets her pick a flavor/color then givs it to her to suck on

patton needs to hold it for her though in case she accidentally swallows it, so her lil hands are just holdin gently on papas hand as he holds the lollipop for her and her legs are swingin, dangling down from papas lap bc she happy stims when she is eatin sweets by kicking her feet!

nearing the end of the session emile tells vee how good ahe's been answering al his questions and being well behaved for her papa. so he lets her pick a sticker to prove how good she was today!

but she doesn't want to touch the sticky or have it one her pretty dress, so patton asks her to point to her favourite and papa can pick it up for her. but shes too shy to pick one

so papa chooses one for her, a puffy pink kitty, then puts it on his nose to make her giggle. shes shy abt giggling in front of emile and buries her face on papas shoulder and patton cradles her head and coos and emile just watches all of this rly softly

and then their time is up and patton smiles and pats vee's leg and asks if she wants to be carried and she shakes her head with a proud smile. patton gasps "are you gonna be a big girl and walk on your own?"

then vees smile drops and she whines and grabs pats hand and patton giggles "no no not completely on your own. paps gonna hold your hand baby" so she nods and they get up with patton holding her hand

then patton says goodbye to emile and thanks him for being so kind to vee, and emile says "my pleasure. i'll see you next week vee!"

vee squeezes her papas hand and shuffles behind him a little. but she waves her softies tentacle at emile to say goodbye and emile smiles and waves to them "byebye dr violet, make sure you keep vee safe and happy this week!" and vee giggles and patton leads her outside

in the waiting room vee is much more closed off because theres the receptionist and a couple other clients in there so she just keeps her eyes down while papa signs them out - then she hears a slightly deep voice say "oh, I really like your stuffie"

vee doesnt really know how to react, she looks up a little and sees dark blue jeans and thick legs and vans sneakers but then quickly tugs pattons hand and steps behind him to hide from the stranger

"Thank you! It was a 'well done for going to therapy' gift from me" patton says cheerfully, and vee starts stroking his fingers as a comfort stim

"aw that's sweet!" the stranger says just as joyful as patton... so vee feels okay looking up now that she knows this stranger wasnt trying to make fun of her

she only catches some shaggy brown hair and a tshirt with what looks like a horror film image on it that she doesnt recognise. she doesnt dare make eye contact but she can tell the stranger is smiling at her

and she cant talk, shes too little, but shes not little enough to not understand whats happening. so she lets go of pattons hand bruefly to sign "thank you" then quickly grabs his hand again, feeling her cheeks warm and looking back to the ground

"you're welcome!" the stranger says, still happy, so vee smiles a little, then tugs pattons hand and looks up at him pleadingly

patton is beaming, his cheeks bunched in the biggest smile. "ready to go, sweetie?" vee nods "okay, here we go. It was lovely meeting you..."

"michael!"

"michael" patton smiles and holds out his other hand to shake michaels hand. "im patton and this is vee! have a good night!"

"you too, patton!" michael bids as patton and vee start walking away. then the voice soeaks again "bye vee!"

vee doesnt respond but she smiles and pulls dr violet up to hide it

patton leads her out to the parking lot and as he buckles her seatbelt for her he presses a big kiss to her cheek "im so so proud of you, babygirl"

and the whole ride home patton speaks softly and recaps what was good about theraoy this week. he does it to reinforce with vee that this is a good thing to do.

he talks about how lovely dr picani was and how he already knew what regression was. he talks about how funny his jokes were and how much she giggled. and her lollipop and her sticker - which they just realised was still on pattons nose and laughed about. and he talked about the lovely boy in the waiting room who liked vee's softie!

and the whole time vee is smiling and giggling and blushing and getting closer to full regression so that when they get home vee is just a bouncy wiggly giggly baby all night

[bedtimebrain]

EXO KAI: Detective Gone Wrong P2

Characters: JonginxYou

You came to know Jongin by accident, but have no clue he’s EXO’s Kai. And when you found out....

Part 1 Part 3

Your text messages with Jongki didn’t just stop there after that night. You guys texted frequently, on and off work. Though neither of you always replied instantly, the conversation kept going.

Jongki seems to have really long working hours occasionally. You were still not sure what kind of job he does, he seems to be doing a variety of things during his working hours, and even travels around sometimes.

You came to a weak conclusion that he might be a fitness trainer for those rich family wives, which explains why he would need to go to the gym during his working hours and his nice body. You decided to tell him you wild Guess tonight when you go over.

‘Jongki oppa!’ You knocked on his door and shouted excitedly.

‘annyeong Y/N!’

‘I came with food bribes to use your TV! Ginseng chicken soup!’ You presented the thermal pot to him at the door removed your shoes

‘Anyway it’s meant for you, i already ate some at home before coming over. I mean it’s almost 9pm, I’m sorry I couldn’t wait to eat w you’ you added

‘Gumawo, this food bribe is more than what I expected, haha. I’m gna eat on the dining table, just use the TV’

‘Woohoo!’ You cheered and speeded over to his sofa and switched on his TV while he set his dining table.

‘Oppa! You have Netflix? I’m gna use it ok!’

Seeing how excited you are he couldn’t help but laugh.

‘Omo 100 days my prince. My friend loves this show, she say loves the male lead! Oppa did u watch this?? Or are u not into dramas?’ You turned your head back to ask jongki who was eating at the dining table

‘100 days my prince ?! Wow, I guess it’s really popular among the females. No I didn’t watch the full thing, just here and there.’

You loudly declared you were going to watch it, and toggled to watch the first episode. But you were hooked. You couldn’t stop at the first episode, by the time you were done with the second it was already past 12.

Nicely, jongki also came out from the shower as your episode ended. Saying your byes and your goodnights, you thanked him for hosting and he thanked you back for the food. You headed home, it was a good night indeed!

—

Again in that week, you both decided to meet for supper. Over supper you asked

‘Oppa I wanted to ask you previously but I forgot, are you a fitness trainer for rich people? You have such a nice body and you earn so much and you have not so regular working hours. I’ve been thinking about it..’

‘No I’m not! Why are you always coming up with strange conclusions, hahah. I’m pretty sure I don’t sound like a fitness trainer right, I told you I just came from a show’ he said as he stuffed the ssambap into his mouth

‘Right , I thought so too. Are you a model then? I’m sorry but I know you have abs’ you said it with your mouth full and sent a wink to him, making him laugh

‘How would you know I have abs! I’m not a model but you’re close hahaha’

‘Ok, I’ll continue thinking about it then, haha’

—-

‘Oppa, don’t you think the male lead is really charming? I found out his name, he’s do kyungsoo from EXO!!’ You kept your eyes on the screen , oblivious to the questioning look jongki had on his face.

Tonight, you were at Jongki’s place after work again, to catch up on 100 days my prince since he was home.

The past few times you watched, he never sat down with you as he was always busy with chores. But today he decided to, and he was starting to irritate you when he kept cracking up once in a while.

‘Oppa what’s so funny? You’re so annoying!’You threw a cushion at him , but he caught it and stuck his tongue out at you

At the end of the episode, Jongki quickly took the remote on the table.

‘I’m deciding what to watch next!’ He gloated

But the previous episode ended on a cliff hanger! You weren’t going to let him have it. You attempted to snatch the remote from him and you both ended up in a chase around the house.

Obviously you weren’t going to win against the owner, giving up, you both sat back down on the sofa, panting and dying of laughter. Looking up at the TV screen, it was now on YouTube. You guys must have accidentally switched the screen while fooling around.

His YouTube homepage were all EXO Kai dance videos. Not that you know exactly who that is but you heard about him.

‘Ohhhh opppaaaaa you’re an EXO fan? You like EXO Kai~’ you raised your brows at him and said it in a teasing tone

But he started kneeling over in laughter. You didn’t get what’s so funny though, but anyway you continued asking

‘Oppa can you dance ? Im sure you like dancing right? Show me please !!!!’

Recovering from his fits of laugh, he looked straight at you

‘You really wanna see?’

‘YES!!’ You shouted like a fangirl.

He connected his phone to his speaker and started playing some pop song that was totally not your style. It went something like ‘don’t mess up my tempo~~’. Though the song wasn’t really blessing your ears but jongki’s dancing was absolutely world class in your opinion.

You didn’t know much about dancing. But damn, anyone would know he’s a good dancer. Though he was just dancing for fun, just for you, he bothered with his facial expressions, giving life to his dance. You felt your heart started thumping, as you realise how attractive jongki was in this moment.

When it came to an end, you did a standing ovation just for him and cheered.

‘You’re hella hot, I’m serious.’ You raised a thumbs up at him and he got a little shy at your honest compliments

‘How are you not attached if you’re so eligible though. How do girls around you not fall for you?’

Seeming not too sure how to answer your question, he started

‘Uhm, actually I’ve been in and out of relationships. But I guess they dont really last because of the nature of my job? And some other reasons I guess’

‘Are you a back up dancer ? That’s why? I mean it can be little hard if you’re always dancing with hot girls or something’ you replied thoughtfully

‘About love, I’m fine, fate will come. But Y/N, I look like a back up dancer to you?’ He was all serious as he asked, and you were a little shocked

Teasing him, you replied ‘you’re the main dancer in my heart’ and you showed him a heart sign. His expression softened, showing that ‘I’m so done with you’ face

‘Oppa I know you’re done with my nonsense for tonight, and I’m not going to watch your Kai dancing videos, you can slowly watch them when I’m home sleeping. Bye~ see you soon’ you picked up your belongings and gave him a side hug as you said your goodbyes.

—-

‘Y/N ah, let’s watch a horror movie tonight.’

Tonight you both were having supper take out at his place, since it was too cold to go outside. By the time the food arrived it was already late, but you didn’t mind since you had an off the next day.

‘But I really can’t , I’ll have indigestion’ you pouted

Not really taking your aegyo jongki insisted ‘I’m sorry , we are watching it. At most we finish our supper first’

And he was smug about it, especially when you kept whining after.

‘Oppa, I’m warning you. I might scream, cry, bite you or tear your clothes apart because I’m a scaredy cat. Don’t regret your decision’ you warned him just before he offed the lights

The movie barely started but you were already feeling scared. You moved closer to him and hugged the cushions tightly. At every scary part you looked away and leaned closer to jongki without thinking.

Omg omg, the jump scare is coming!

You quickly shut your eyes as the story progressed to it’s main crux.

‘YOUR SOULS SHALL BE MINE’

The boom of the zombie’s voice sent you in a scream and you jumped onto jongki. You hugged him tightly and burst into tears, you were scared out of your life.Of course, this got jongki cracking up instead.

‘It’s just a movie , don’t be scared’ He put his arms around and gave your shoulders a rub.

After you calmed down a little, you attempted to sit up and recover the distance between the both of you. But suddenly there were flashes of light from the TV. And you headed right for Jongki’s chest, grasping him tightly.

‘I DONT WANNA WATCH ANYMORE’ you yelled and sobbed hard

Seeing how you were really in a bad state, jongki gave in and stopped the movie.

‘Y/N I’ll go on the light, ok?’ He tried to free himself from your hold but you weren’t letting him go, you were scared and when you were scared you were clingy like a child. Getting the hint, he stayed beside you and let you cry your fears out. Feeling a little bad about this, he apologised softly ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t know you hated it so much’

‘I definitely won’t be able to sleep tonight. You jerk’ you threw a punch on his chest and said in between hitches of breaths, not really calm yet.

He tucked your head under his chin and pat you lightly, hoping to comfort you the best he could. Your eyes started to feel swollen and heavy from all the crying, together with his rhythmic pats, it all produced a hypnotic effect on you. Without even knowing, you drifted off to sleep.

You had no idea how long you were asleep for before you woke up to see jongki laying you down on the bed.

He turned around ready to leave but you reached out for his hand before he walked far. You could feel him gently trying to remove himself from your hold but you subconsciously asked

‘can you stay for a while?’

He lightly tapped your hand, and you let go of it. The next thing you feel was the bed dipping down on the other side.

Opening your eyes, you saw jongki sitting up beside you then you safely drifted off to sleep again.

It was already morning when you woke again, checking your watch it was 6.30am. Still sitting up, jongki had fallen asleep. You laughed a little seeing him like this, but at the same time feeling a little bad and guilty. You slowly got out of the bed and went over to the side where jongki was, wanting to adjust his sleeping posture without waking him up.

You put one hand over his torso and one hand behind his head, wanting to gently adjust him. But you were only able to move him slightly before you got stuck in a really awkward position. You managed to get half of his torso lying on the bed, but your hand was now stuck under it.

You tried pulling your hand out as lightly as you could, but you the awkward position you were in was not really holding you up well, and you were losing your balance. You quickly grabbed the bed frame and steadied yourself, but seeing jongki’s sleeping face so close made you forget about the task at hand. You leaned in to take a closer look, and the more you looked, you don’t know why there was this overwhelming desire to kiss him. Without thinking, you quickly gave him a peck.

It was as if he felt your kiss or something because he suddenly turned over to his side making you fall onto him. You let out a Yelp in shock.

He opened his eyes and murmured ‘What are doing?’ You were in such an awkward position you couldn’t even think of a good answer. But he didn’t wait either, he just continued saying

‘Just sleep, it’s still early’ and pulled you right back into bed instead, this time locking you in his arms as he closed his eyes.

You were utterly confused at what had just happened and there’s no way you could be sleeping with your heart almost exploding in your chest. You tried to wriggle out of his hold, but it wasn’t much use. So instead, you forced yourself to take deep breaths in and out and the next thing you know, you were woken up by the jarring alarm.

You thought jongki would be shock to wake up next to you, but you were totally wrong. He seem to be very much clear that he had you sleep right next to him. Turning off the alarm, he turned to face you and tucked your hair behind your ears. Catching you off guard like this, you jerked your head backwards.

‘What are you doing?’ You asked and sat up, wide awake now.

‘Didnt you kiss me last night?’ He looked at you straight in your eye, and tried to control his smirk.

Realising you fell into your own pothole, you immediately tried to escape. Jumping out of bed and out of the room. You went straight for the washroom and tidied up yourself as fast as you could. Grabbing your coat and your belongings you stood by the door all ready to leave. Only that you needed Jongki’s fingerprint .

After about 5 minutes had passed as you waited nervously, he finally came walking through to the living room with his mad scientist hair.

‘What’s up with you ? You literally transformed in 5 minutes’ he joked

What in the world was he thinking? Is he playing with you or what? What’s all his actions suppose to mean?

You had this inner thoughts but did you really wanna know the answer to these?

Okay, yes you wanted to. But do you dare to ask?

No you didn’t. So you could only suck it up like a loser and be confused and embarrassed all by yourself.

He took a step closer to you but you massively overreacted and almost fell backwards. But all he wanted was to reach across you to open the door.

Seeing how flustered you looked, he took the chance to tease you. Keeping his hand on the handle, he stepped closer to you and you moved back. Just like in the movies, his head kept moving towards you until you hit the wall. You shut your eyes and scrunched your face

‘What do you want!!!’ You pushed him away and yelled

You didn’t realise you have been holding your breath all this while. Jongki on the other hand seem to be having fun with this. But you were trying your best to look serious and firm about this.

He didn’t reply, but simply opened the door instead. You stepped out right away the minute he opened it.

‘Okay bye’ giving him a panicky goodbye wanting to run away already. But he called you

‘Y/N! Look behind you!’ And he pointed to behind you

You quickly turned but there wasn’t anything. What the hell ?

Turning back, you came face to face with him instead and he gave you a kiss on your lips.

‘Okay you can leave now, bye bye! See you soon!’

What just happened? You have no idea what just happened.

Your mind was blank. Really blank, as blank than an empty canvas.

And your heart was beating erratically as you walked away in a daze.

Kim Jongki.... am i falling for you? are you falling for me? ------------

Decided to split another part out so i don’t have to rush the ending. The story hasn’t exactly hit the climax yet? Let’s see how it turns out!

Edit: Part 3

[bakatenshii]

Katsuki x Leese HCs

I uhhh have no excuses for this. This turned out so much longer than expected and I just?? Hope you don’t lose too many braincells hehe Inspired by our mutual obsession love for the Yakuza. For @lookslikeleese 3.5k! U make my kokoro doki doki ♡︎ \٩(๑`^´๑)۶/ ♡︎

So we all know Weese Leese as this saint, an angel sent from above, a pure soul that could do no wrong.

Leese, who puts up with our spamming, random bursts of thirst at 4am, answering everyone with nothing less than kind words straight out of a self-help book.

The reincarnation of Mother Theresa herself, if you will (minus the controversial problematic part)

Except I’m bout to blow your mind right now, cue the big TRIGGER WARNING: MIND BLOWING INFO AHEAD:

She’s a bit of a closet brat. No, not the kind that’s outwardly sassy, she’s just not a pushover. And maybe a lil stubborn.

Especially if someone who has no right to challenge her is speaking down to her.

See: 6’3, beeg beefy undercut Katsuki

Katsuki, who’s patrolling his district in the Kabukicho, making sure no one’s doing illegal business in his area, his property

He probably didn’t need two bodyguards with him, he could handle himself just fine. (He doesn’t know that they were just there to keep him in line, make sure he doesn’t blow up a hostess club because a man walked in who looked like Deku)

But it was a spectacle to see either way, three massive tatted men storming down the rowdy streets like it’s nobody’s business— (soon there might be none left if they keep scaring the fucking customers away)

Don’t get impatient, we’ll tie them together somehow I promise, and no they’re not going to fight over spilt boba this time

(Or any mugging of any kind, though that’s a good fuckin trope that I will shamelessly re-use)

Weese Leese is walking home from work, and sees some sketchy men in a dingy alleyway in sunglasses and suits— she knew right away that they were Top Tier suspy

I mean, if the way they were trying to coerce an innocent-looking girl in school uniform didn’t already give it away, the sunglasses at 8pm definitely did the job.

So Weese Leese took her whole Mother Theresa, Thou Shalt Not Hurt an Innocent Girl (pls no one religious attack me please) ass over

Because she’s too good for this world, honestly

Can’t help but jump in to try and help someone in potential danger, she knew it all too well herself.

Of course the men flip out, screaming at her to fuck off or take the poor girl’s spot

(for the sake of this AU we’re going to pretend that either we all speak fluent anime Japanese or it’s in English, plotholes be damned)

This is when Big Boss Katsuki comes marching in, wide as the alleyway itself, and—

Doesn’t come to Weese Leese’s aid, SIKE yall thought he was gonna be a knight in shining armour?

Nah, he’s pissed that a random woman is sticking her nose in somewhere she doesn’t belong

There’s a lot of ‘aniki’s and ‘oyabun’s and ‘kumicho’s going around, and Weese Leese has seen enough Yakuza movies fantasized about enough tatted men with missing pinkies to understand that she fucked up

Sort of.

This 200lbs of pure muscle of a man is the Head of Some Family, probably, and like, yeah, realistically she should be flittering in fear, but the only thing she’s getting are fanny flutters (alliteration or whatever, we out here)

BUT how much she wants to fuck this man still doesn’t excuse the fact that his subordinates were trying to force a (most-likely) underage girl into fuck-knows-what

So when Katsuki, in true aggressive on-brand fashion, practically roars out a

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, woman? Stay in your lane, this is my business”

She actually, to everyones surprise, retorts:

“Maybe teach your subordinates to use their brains a lil and pick out someone who’s not clearly underage and still in uniform next time, then.”

So now we’re back to the beginning, end of the: record scratch, freeze frame, ‘Yup, that’s me. You’re probably wondering how I got here’ sequence

Told you it’d all tie together, sans-boba

Back to the show:

Katsuki’s fucking shocked, kinda impressed, but mostly pissed off that some ‘stupid woman’ is talking back to him telling him how to run his business

Weese Leese is… kind of terrified, mostly turned on though, because her brain’s wiring must’ve gotten tangled when she turned into this alleyway.

Sucks for him because she had a point, and Katsuki’s not fucking blind— he can see the uniform clearly on this stupid girl’s body.

They deal with it some Yakuza way, I’ll spare yall the details and me the work of doing research and writing more nonsensical irrelevant waffle (because weese has the attention span of a 3 year old and doesn’t like long drawn out narratives boohoo)

Cut scene back to Katsuki, his two irrelevant bodyguards, and Weese Leese, stood alone in the alleyway.

He’s fuming because she’s demanding an apology for his attitude, his bodyguards are only slightly worried they might have to repave the alleyway (again), and Weese Leese is…

scanning any sliver of exposed skin for some yummy scary tattoos

Long story short, one long passive aggressive (from Leese’s end), straight up aggressive (from Katsuki’s end), argument later, he swallows his pride and offers her a drink at a local bar he owns as a means of apology.

because he’s not saying those words

(also to flex, he’s a proud bastard, he is)

We’ve all read Weese Leese’s hcs about drunk! Leese right? So we know how bold she is?

And how touchy she is and how her brain-to-mouth filter takes a holiday on a Caribbean island so she’s spouting shit like ‘show me your tattooooooos’ and not noticing how he’s blushing in response?

Drunk! Leese gets too drunk, and conveniently loses her keys (she just can’t find them, dont worry we’re not losing deposit money here) so in true Josei manga fashion, he takes her to a hotel 

(THAT HE OWNS, HE OWNS EVERYTHING, OYABUN KATSUKI COMING THROUGH)

Because he can’t take her back to his, obviously. Not only is that embarrassing but also dangerous.

(Not that he cares what happens to her, obviously)

Stupid fucking tsundere

Do they diddle the do at the hotel? You decide, but they definitely diddle the do the next morning when she wakes up, sees him splayed on the bed on his stomach and she absentmindedly traces over the back-piece he’s got.

Yeah, he’s for a back-piece. It’s entirely self-indulgent, I don’t care. He’s also got all ten of his fingers because I say so.

And he wakes up with a raging boner mighty need and a half naked girl in his bed caressing the muscles on his back and

BLEEP

Insert censor bar here.

He doesn’t admit that he likes her, of course he doesn’t. Do you even know how tsunderes work?

He just thinks she’s nice, and comforting, let’s him be loud and angry all he wants, but can also stand her own ground and so, so lovely fun to be around. She’s great company, that’s all.

The head of a house needs a woman to play around with, right? That’s what all his shateis say (see: Yakuza term for younger brothers)

So what if they don’t buy their women flowers, take them to fancy dinners at restaurants they own, pound them against the penthouse windows of hotels they own, and begrudgingly take hot soaks in the fancy marble bathtubs the morning after.

He’s just better than them, that’s all.

He’s always the best at what he does, always has to be #1, so courting a woman shouldn’t be any different.

It’s not until his shateis poke fun at how soft he’s become and asks him when he’s inviting her to move in when he realizes—

fuck.

He’s in too deep.

But there’s something special about fucking his woman on the ancient tatami flooring of the house, (he’d only had to replace two holes, so he’s doing alright to be fair) 

Or outside on the wooden planks of the hallway, legs pushed down to her ears as he plows her in front of the judging eyes of the Koi fish in the Japanese garden.

Or having her parade around in clothes he chooses for her, proudly displaying her as his. And so they live happily ever after, Yakuza movie style.

They might pop out an heir within the next two years, but that’s all for the better, right? Gotta continue the bloodline and whatnot.

edit: weese made a picrew with yakuza! katsuki

[shorkbrian]

INBOX

SO! I know I hoard asks. It’s a bad habit. Reasons?

I like to go look at them when I’m sad because they cheer me up.

I don’t want anyone to get annoyed that my blog is clogged up with asks, it’s a fear of mine that someone will think I'm annoying.

BUTT! My inbox is so cluttered right now, It’s hard for me to find certain requests. I saw someone else do an mass ask answering like this, and I LEARNED that if I tag it, I can look that tag up on my blog!

ALSO PSA you can also comment on my pics or message me to talk!!!!! I will never turn anyone away!!! I love you all!

ANOTHER PSA - if you want to not have to see this in the future, pls block the tag “shorkbrian answers a lot of asks”

Lets get ready to rumble!!!!!!!

These are in no particular order! Know that if you don’t see an ask you sent, it’s because I plan on writing something for it, probably like a lil Drabble cause those are my favorite (can you tell?)

Hello! My pronouns are They/Them or He/Him! I want to like give u a big ole hug for this question, You’re super sweet!

OOP Okay listen I’ve had a couple dreams with very unsavory happenings and each one is awful and so so scary. I hope your dream didn’t make you feel icky or anything dude. I Lub u, stay safe.

I am speechless. This is.... wow man. This is an amazing, positive review of my work and I feel so blessed and honored that you took the time to message me. I LOVE LOVE LOVE reading what people think of my work, and this one made me just like. I am like so blessed dude. Speechless (in the best way possible)

AHHHHH Thank you!!!! Look at those emojis!!!! SO bright and colorful and fun!!!!

As a fellow Hornee person that is dumb, I would like to say...... Why stop at a chefs kiss? are you afraid to kiss me on the mouth, homie? For future reference, I like tongue. (asdaslhjkah sorry I’m stupid but Thank you for these kind words!!!! What nice descriptors man, I’m like wilting under the praise its too much!)

Yes, reader is NOT going to have a fun time. Thanks for reading! I appreciate your support so so so much!!

Hey, listen! Requests are “closed” so I can have time to catch up without getting overwhelmed. If one or two slip in, they won’t get deleted :)

Bro, I recently talked to a friend with a similar experience. I’m so sorry for the things you’ve had to deal with, it sounds awful. The world is big and scary and VERY loud, and you are so amazing for navigating it. Bakugou would give you insane cuddles to help u feel better, remember dat okie?

Maybe! I’m getting around to things babey, it might take a hot second. But I will try!

Thank you! I try babey I try lol. I Lub u by the way thank u for msging me

I accept this wisdom. Thank you for sharing. I pray for a time when I will be able to use it.

You nailed it. I want this on my tombstone pls and thank u.

omg omg thank youuuuuuuu!!!!! Honestly, I think Izuku is still so so so shy, even when it comes to doing stuff with his darling.  ugh his poor darling. Ur right tho, no one would ever believe that Izuku was doing bad stuff. But once again!!! Thank YOU for reading and taking the time to send me an ask!!!! Warms my heart

wait wait okay I LOVE LOVE LOVE Kirishima I am his BIGGEST simp and this compliment? SENT ME TO OUTER SPACE. I squealed so hard I got like liftoff and I made it out of the atmosphere. This is the BEST thing EVER Thank you SO much my heart is POURING out love Grimm I would DIE for u no cap 

idk? Personally, I hate being touched so I probably would politely be like “Pls dont ahah” but I would hit him with paper airplanes with cute little notes inside.

I wish I wish with all my heart that I could turn into a small person tonight. Like, I'm crying. I am 6′0 and built like a refrigerator aint nobody able to manhandle me... *sobs in big man syndrome* I will continue to feed u tho bc it is a GIANT fantasy of mine to be manhandled and tossed around. lets goooooo

I don’t want to be a religion, can we start a cult? I’ll be the sacrifice.

bonk bonk bonk bonk bonk bonk TOO LATE (Also thank ant the comment abc my humor! Inspires me and tbh enables me)

no U 

“hey google?”

“What can I help you with today?”

“Why do I have the SWEEEEEEETEST followers ever? How did this happen? They make me blush I can’t handle it”

I have a SIMP???????? Come off anon u and I are going to talk and then passionately kiss. (not rlly but I do Lub you, thank you for the kind and gentle words)

bonk bonk bonk bonk (Also this was sent to me on a Sunday? I live in America bruv)

Pls don’t I almost peed my pants I was snorting at 2am and trying my hardest not to disturb my cat it was very hard (Repeat I almost PEED my PANST U HEATHEN)

wait stop stop u always give me such amazing comments skid I want to give u a candle made with wax and tears of love. You are so sweet. Pls never hesitate to reach out for a chat I luv u okei

BLACK HEART ANON I’m dedicating everything in my will to u, hope you know that. Okay, but seriously - I get being afraid of people. I don’t think you’re being hypocritical, I think you’re being kind and selfless and reaching out a helping hand to a loser like me. Black heart emojis low-key always make me think of you now and it fills my heart with warmth. Thank you for existing dude,

What have I said about the chefs kiss? Kiss me on the mouth u cowards. Do it.

Also this ask made me SAWFT I want to gibe u like idk a candy heart necklace to show how SOFT and Ugh demonstrate my LUB

I am glad I found YOU!!! Not everyone bothers to comment or interact or send me nice asks. They make my day man. You rock!

YYaaaayyyyaa!!! I’m cool with all the canon characters of BNHA except for Bakubro. I adore his fanon personification, but just how he acts in the show..... that aint it chief. I totally get u

TYSM!!!! Heart heart!! Aizawa has the potential to be so creepy and awful, he’s super interesting to try and write for! I’m glad you like my content, and thank you for telling me such!!!!!!!! LUB U

GRIMMM STAWWWWWWP I’m like on the verge of like melting into a PUDDLE of goopy admiration how the heck do u even know my blog ur so cool and I still can’t believe I can like.... talk to you. Ur rad dude.

BLACK HEARTTTTTTT You are never invading my privacy. Your asks are two that I hold very near and dear to my heart. I reread them over and over and they help when I’m having sucky days. Pls pls pls recognize that you’re an amazing person and you lift up my spirits and you are genuinely awesome. I love u Black Heart

I LOVE Kiri, have I mentioned? He’s my fav. And yes!!! I am VERY open to ideas!!!! Love pretty much everything and anything that comes my way!!! thank u for sending me an ask dude, means a lot :)

Sensitive anon, my dear dear friend if ur reading this know that I adore talking with u and I like hearing about ur day and You are so sweet and you make the world a better place by being in it

WE SIMP...... TOGETHER!!!!

Another beautiful baby that I always see interacting with me!!! I love you so so much and Each time your name pops up in my motifs I get so excited to see what you say!!! I’ve been holding onto this ask FOREVER because the little picture is SO CUTE and it makes me softer than melted butter man.

Okay, we’ve done it lads! I love each and every one of you!!!!!!!

[moody-bloosh]

congratz on finishing finals! (◕ᴗ◕✿) 💝💝 can i request either a continuation of the prosciutto yandere cheating or cheating prosciutto trying to win his girl back? 💝💝

Anonymous said: hello! i would like some angst if u dont mind! Prosciutto cheats on his s/o who’s also a part of la squadra then s/o leave the team

Thank you! I’m proud to tell you all that I finished strong and I got myself that 3.8

hope you two don’t mind that i combined your requests bc mmm they were both so spicy uwu 

Anyway, now it’s time to suffer so please enjoy this angst

watering dead flowers (Prosciutto)

The letter you turn over to Risotto is written with a hasty hand, so different from your usual, easy, free flowing script. It is damp, he notes, as he takes it from your shaking hands. He tells you to stay and to please sit.

“You don’t have to go this far.”

You blink in surprise at Risotto’s choice of words. The way he was looking at you as if he wanted you to at least, reconsider. His words manage to give you pause.

By leaving, you would not only be turning your back on Prosciutto. You would be turning your back on the whole gang. Certainly, this gave you some cause to reconsider just the slightest bit. You would miss them all bitterly. But was that enough to tide over the waves of heartbreak you were still drowning in?

You mull over Risotto’s words for a second, you really do. But when you stepped into his office, you had already made your mind and you vowed to yourself that you would not take no for an answer. No matter how convincing the capo could have been.

“For a good chunk of my life, everything I did was for him, for his sake,” you explained as you slowly stood up, without his leave.

Yes, you could not let your resolve waver. Though your voice was hoarse and your eyes were red from all of your crying last night, you managed to plaster on a smile. Because even though it was difficult, even though it was painful, you wanted to start off your new beginning on the right foot.

“This time, I want to do something for myself.”

Without waiting for your former capo’s response, you bowed and thanked him for everything, then you promptly escorted yourself out.

You see him, leaning by the door on your way out, trying to look carefully nonchalant as he lights a cigarette. Normally, you would snatch those things from him, you’d been trying to get him to drop the habit but now you could care less about him.

Still, your pulse quickens as you step closer to him, you fear that he will hear the traitorous, erratic beating of your heart as you come closer. You fear that if you were to look into his eyes, your resolve would crumble. So you avert your gaze, you train your eyes on the door in front of you.

He doesn’t say anything, just takes a long drag of his cigarette as you leave.

Even though you should be used to it, his silence hurt. You remind yourself that this was nothing new.

When the door slams behind him, Prosciutto finally exhales. Walking through the cigarette smoke, he finds a position by the window where he can observe you unnoticed. He stands there for a few seconds, the sight of you driving away imprinted into his mind, before he finally leaves.

Thank God you hadn’t noticed your suitcase hidden behind him.

Truthfully, he had considered slashing the tires of your car. But that would have been too obvious and it wouldn’t have done anything good for him in the long run. Stealing your luggage, important things of yours meant that you were guaranteed to come back for it. You would have to ask him very nicely to return your things and when you did, he would certainly find a way to get win you back.

In the privacy of his own room, he opens your suitcase and selects some choice fabrics. Your favorite scarf, a cherished sweater, a beloved shirt, and he tucks them all way somewhere. That way, even then, you would have to keep coming back to him. Petty, pathetic, but this was all he could do.

That night, he holds your sweaters close and he breathes in your scent. You would come back and he would do everything in his power to win you over again.

He can hear your voice now, soft and sweet.

“Goodnight, darling. I love you.”

It has been a month since you’d left and you showed no signs of caring about the whereabouts of your missing luggage. The fact that his plan failed soured his mood immensely. The fact you would rather deal with the loss of your precious clothes than see him again felt like an earth-shattering punch to his gut.

There was a foul look on his face as he sat beside Pesci in the restaurant with the rest of the team. He had not even touched his food, too busy concocting another plan to win you over.

He couldn’t - no, he wouldn’t let it end like this.

Enjoying his teammate’s distress and intent on further annoying Prosciutto, a roguish look settled on Formaggio’s face as his tone betrayed something mischievous, “since _____ is free now, maybe I should have done what I wanted to do all those years ago…”

“Manners, Formaggio,” Illuso snickers, “remember the 3 month rule, we still have 2 more months before _____ is officially free.”

“Whatever, it’s not like Prosciutto minds, after all-“ Formaggio’s words trailing off as he acknowledged the downright murderous look in his teammate’s eyes, “heh, what’s with that scary look, huh, Prosciutto? I’m right, aren’t I?”

Pointedly ignoring the way Prosciutto’s jaw clenched, Formaggio persisted in his goading.

“If you like something, you gotta hold onto it, right? I mean, if you’re going to be mad at someone-“

“Enough,” Risotto cut in, annoyed. “Not another word about this.”

“I was only joking,” Formaggio said, shrugging haphazardly.

Whatever fucked up sense of humor Formaggio wanted to impart were lost on Prosciutto as he stormed out of the restaurant. His fists clenched so tightly, he was drawing blood from the soft of his palms. Formaggio’s words had more of an effect on him than he wanted to admit. But perhaps, he had already admitted more than he would have like when he made his swift exit.

That damned Formaggio.

He knew it well. He was the one who messed it all up. If you were to seek your happiness elsewhere, with someone else, he had no right to complain.

Already images of you with his teammate filtered through his mind, xxpressions that would have only been for him, a voice only he had been allowed to hear once, if they were to be witnessed by someone else…

He slams the door of his car with a little more force than necessary and rests his head on the steering wheel. It was not supposed to be like this. He was presumptuous enough to think that by the end of the month he would have you in his arms again.

Even though he knows that he lost the right to call you his long ago. When he had let go of your hand and foolishly expected you to stay put like a dumb little doll, blind to his infidelity.

He knows well, how shameless it is of him to have expected you to stay, how selfish it was for him to want you back after how terribly he treated you.

“I loved you wholeheartedly, Prosciutto. That’s why I have no regrets now.”

Yes, you were right. Because regretting was his job.

He brings down the visor, so he could pore over the photograph of you he’d tucked away in there. The photo of the two of you, smiling as you held each other, blissfully unaware of the sad future awaiting the two of you. His heart aches, as he runs his fingers over the photograph, trying to remember how it felt to hold you, how it felt to touch you.

He understands now what he must do if he wants you back.

You knew sooner or later that he would show his face around your apartment. You were just thankful that he had taken his sweet time. You’d known that it was him the moment you pulled up to the curb and saw his car parked two blocks away. Did he think you wouldn’t recognize it? Just like the day you left, he was leaning against the door of your apartment. He was smoking, though once he caught sight of you, he quickly put it out.

“_____.”

“Spare me the dramatics,” you sighed, pushing past him. “It’s been a long day and I’m tired.”

“Wait,” he said, grabbing your hand to keep you from leaving. You catch the almost imperceptible tremble in his lips, the way his eyes flicker with an emotion you don’t want to understand. The sight of it is almost enough to make you pause.

“Please,” his voice is barely above a whisper, “hear me out.”

You scoff, so was this how he intended to win you back? By throwing away his precious pride? Interesting. If this was how he was going to play then you were going to milk this for all it was worth.

“Why should I? Don’t you have other people to attend to?”

“I know I hurt you, I know what I did can’t be forgiven.”

“If you know this, then why are you here?”

“Because I love you.”

The audacity of his words. You couldn’t help but let your mask of indifference drop. Hearing his foolish reasoning, you try to pull away from his grasp. His touch suddenly felt disgusting to you.

How dare he?

After making you suffer through his affairs, spending your nights sobbing as you questioned why you weren’t enough, why he took it upon himself to seek another’s company. He’d come to this realization only now? Really, you didn’t know what you were expecting. But it certainly wasn’t this.

“Even now, you want to lie to my face,” you hissed, “how shameless can you be?”

He held onto you tightly. He let you go once, he wasn’t going to do so again.

“Please, give me another chance.”

“Fuck you.”

“Fine, then look me in the eyes and tell me that you don’t want to see me ever again.”

“Fine,” you huff in agreement, finally extricating yourself from his touch. You were going to shove him off of you too for good measure, surely that would knock him down a peg or two.

It was easy. All you would have to do was hurt him, hurt him and make him feel a fraction of what he did to you. It would be so easy.

Look him dead in the eye and say it.

Say it.

“I…” I don’t ever want to see you again. I hate you.

When you looked into his eyes, those beautiful eyes of his that you’d spent countless afternoons getting lost in, you found that the words you wanted to use against him falling flat and useless on your tongue. Your bottom lip trembled as you gazed in his eyes, silently cursing your heart and your memories for betraying you at such a crucial time.

Really, really.

Why did he have to make it so difficult?

Your shoulders slumped as you hands came to rest upon his chest, unable to really push him away from you though you desperately wanted to. So instead, you pound on his chest, a futile attempt at hurting him. All the while you call him names, ‘asshole, bastard, cheater, I hate you.’ Before you know it, before you inch away from his touch again, his hands wrap around your wrists.

“A good man would let you go,” he said, holding you close enough that his breath tickled your ear, “but there’s just one problem with that, _____.”

A pause as you look up at him, your teary eyes meeting his icy blue ones.

“I’m not a good man.”

And then his lips are on you, greedily drinking in what little affection for him you have left. You try to push away from him though you know it is futile. You’re trapped once more in his web.

Your tears fall in earnest, just as your lips part. His touch is featherlight as he gently wipes away your tears.

“Please, let me make it up to you,” he begs.  

I would spend the rest of my life making it up to you.

“You need to be careful with me,” you warn him bitterly. “I’m not easy. I’ll leave you if I get even the slightest notion that you’re cheating on me again. And I won’t care even if you grovel.”

“I understand.”

You looked up at him again, your eyes still watery as you considered the way he was looking at you. Really, he was so unfair. But then, you were the fool who was sincerely considering on giving him a second chance again.

“You’ll have to earn my trust again,” you tell him. “And I won’t make it easy for you.”

“I don’t expect you to.”

Tentatively, he let go of your wrists in favor of snaking his arms around your waist. You do not protest, finding yourself leaning into his touch. He sighs as he holds you tight in his arms.

“I missed you.”

You take a moment to compose yourself, before you find yourself hesitantly hugging him back.

“I…missed you too.”

Oh, you missed him. You really did. But you couldn’t get rid of the feeling that there was something you were missing.

Ah.

“I want my suitcase back too, you asshole.”

[willykappymarnsmatts]

Wrong Direction: Chapter 2 (K. Kapanen)

@moriellymakesmesoft

“I just got off the phone with Max,” it's been two weeks since I've moved into Will’s place, my stuff still in boxes all over the apartment.

“Oh?’ William responds, tossing me a smoothie from the fridge as we get ready to go to practice. I still go to sleep in tears and wake up with puffy eyes, but Willy makes me feel like everythings going to be okay, if not today then someday soon. “How is he?”

“Good,” I tell him, scratching at the back of my neck, refusing to look up at him knowing what comes next. “He asked me to come stay with him. Well, he didn't ask. He's kinda forcing me.”

“Oh,” Will says. He turns around and faces me with a look on his face of a mix of betrayal and hurt, and it makes me want to burst into tears. “Um, well, are you gonna go?”

“I have to, babe. He's my brother, and he said that if I don't come by myself he'll pack my things for me the next time he comes to Toronto.” I feel bad, but I do miss Max.

Willy just frowns at me. “When are you leaving?”

“Uh, tomorrow. He said he'd buy me a plane ticket.”

“To Montreal?! I could drive you!”

“I know, its okay. He’s the one paying so I don't really care honestly. Don't we have to get going?’

“Yeah,” he giggles, glancing at the watch on his wrist.

On our way to the arena, I take deep breaths to try to calm my racing heart and shaking hands. Seeing Kasperi this often still hurts just as bad as seeing him in bed with that girl. But the whole situation has given me a lot of inspiration for a new song that i've been working on, bouncing ideas off of Will day and night.

He notices my agitation and reaches over to grab my hand. “After this, you won't ever have to see him or me ever again.”

“Hey, don't say that,” I pout. “I'll be back and i'll move back in with you, if you let me, in a couple months. I just need a break from Toronto. Everything I know is laced with memories of him. I can't even enjoy your games because he's there.”

Will nods without looking away from the road. “You're always welcome at my place. We’re all still really pissed at him, you know. Mitch hasn't spoken to him since that night, and you know how Mitch is. Auston doesn't even look at him, and Zach’s only talking to him because he feels bad that everyone is making every effort to ignore him but me. The whole fucking team loves you, Y/N. Oh, and Derms took a slapshot at his ankle the other night and he had to sit out for an entire period.”

My eyes are brimmed with tears and I have to look up at the ceiling of the car to keep them from spilling over. “Can you let the guys know i'm leaving? I'll obviously talk to them, but I don't want to be the one to break the news to them.”

Will nods. “Of course.” he smiles at me then and looks away from the road for a split second to wipe away a tear.

•••

I sit in the third row to watch the boys’ practice and try to continue writing, but the yelling and pucks hitting the boards constantly is distracting, so eventually I give up and watch them skate. During a water break, I catch myself watching Kasperi. All he does is take a few deep breaths, but watching him like this, as if nothing ever happened, makes my heart shatter. Before I can look away, he looks up at me and I watch his entire face fall. He stares at me and I stare back. He studies me, as if to memorize me. I can't look away, and he refuses to skate away. He continues forward, until he's at the boards and we’re a few feet away from each other. Neither of us can pretend we weren't looking at each other. He stops, and so does my heart. And we just watch each other. Just stare. My heart is breaking with every moment that passes, and my stomach hurts, because he was my everything.

A whistle blows. Kasperi whips his head around. The sounds of the rink come back into my ears, and we’re both taken out of the world where we were the only two people who existed. He skates away, glancing back at me once before never looking back at me again.

•••

“Y/N,” Willy says as soon as I answer his facetime call. I've been in Montreal with Max for about two months and I released my song about a week ago. Wills is driving back from practice, which is when he gives me a rundown on how “incredible” he was and how he's gonna kick ass at the next game. But today he looks anything but confident, his forehead a mass of worry lines and his mouth turned down into a frown.

“Y/N, your song is saved on my playlist, and I got the aux this morning. After practice, it came on. Most of us were singing, and I glanced at Kap, and he was just sitting there in his stall. He wasn't moving. Just staring straight ahead.”

I sit up. “Woah, slow down. I thought Kasperi and I were finished.” When I moved away, after the day at the rink, Will told me that Kasperi stopped seeming to care. He was out with a different girl every two days, bringing random girls home every day of the weekend. It still hurts, but it hurt more to realize that our entire relationship meant nothing to him. But if Will is telling the truth, which I don't doubt he is, it makes everything a whole lot more confusing.

“I thought so too, but listen. I think that it was your voice at first, Y/N. He hasn't heard your voice in months. And then he heard the rest of the song, he listened without moving, and as soon as it ended he got up, in just his slides and shorts, and fucking left the room.”

I'm silent, letting Will talk. “The rest of us didn't know what to do, so I tried to follow him. I found him in the weights room, and he was in tears.” Will flicks on the turn signal and turns onto his street, then glances at his phone to see if he should continue the story. I nod at him, holding my breath to keep from breaking down at the thought of Kasperi.

“I went to him and sat with him, and he just cried. I haven't seen him cry since he thought I was getting promoted to the bigs and he wasn't. But he was sobbing. So I sat with him, and eventually he calmed down enough to choke out that he misses you. He told me the girls were a front, and that he hasn't been able to sleep ever since that night. And, Y/N, I dont think he's lying. His eyes always have huge bags under them and he's so shaky. So I asked him why he did it, but he didn't have an answer. He said he missed you and he felt like you didn't love him anymore because you were always out doing stuff for your album, but I told him that was bullshit and he said he knew it. He told me he can't breathe without, and that he hates that he hurt you. So I told him to talk to you, and he said he'd try to text you later today.”

“Damn,” I respond, not sure how to feel. “I want to love him again, but I don't know if I can trust him.”

“You don't have to. He knows he hurt you, and that he has to work to get you back, but I am asking you to please just try to talk to him, because fuck, Y/N, if there’s a such thing as soulmates, it’s you guys. You're both in so much pain. Take your time, keep your walls up, but just talk to him.”

“Okay. Okay, fine.”

“Thank you, beautiful best friend. I'm home now, so I'll call you back in a couple hours?”

“Yeah, that’s cool. See ya.”

He ends the call and I'm left in silence. Then my phone dings with a text notification in my hand, and my heart picks up speed. I know exactly who it is, and I don't want to look at it, not right away, so I throw it across the couch with a pillow on top of it.

I put my head in my hands and try to slow my speeding heart by taking a few deep breaths. “Fuck!” I yell, then silently thank Max for going out a few hours ago. I wipe my face with my hands and sit straight up.

I stare at the pillow my phone is sitting under, knowing without ever checking that there is a text from Kasperi Kapanen waiting for me. My phone dings again and my heart jumps. I stand up and rip my phone from under the pillow.

‘wrong direction huh’

‘i miss u’

I cover my mouth with my hand and my eyes brim with tears. I sit back slowly onto the couch and read over the messages two, three, four more times before unlocking my phone and tapping on the text bar.

‘Dang, how'd u know it was abt u?’

I smile slightly as I type out the message and hold my breath when I hit send. I don't have to wait even a second before the three bubbles come up on the screen.

‘no idea’

‘ig im just tht good’

I laugh and type out another response.

‘Imyt. How r u?’

I bite my lip when the text bubbles come up, and a few seconds later his response comes.

‘could be better tbh. can’t sleep @ the apt nymore so i spend the nites b4 games @ 1 of the guys places’

My breath catches at the words. Then another message pops up.

‘im so sry 4 everything’

I bite my lip and close my eyes, taking a breath.

‘Thx. I havent stopped thinking abt u’

‘me neither’

I take another deep breath. Kasperi was my favourite person, my person, for so long. It's scary how easily we can fall back into simple, comfortable conversation, as if nothing ever happened. So I decide to be straight up and honest with him, and if he really does still care about me, he’ll understand.

‘U broke me, Kasperi. I never thought tht u would hurt me, and u literally broke me. I miss u more than nything and it hurts so bad to b without u, but seeing u in bed with another girl, tht broke me. It felt like our whole relationship was built on lies, and tht u never actually cared abt me. So yeah, i cant stop thinking abt u, and i want to b able to love you again, but u broke my trust and idk if ill ever trust u like i did before.’

I hit send and feel like I'm going to be sick. Everything I type I’ve told Will and all the other guys, but after the day I left the apartment, I never spoke to Kasperi about anything. The three bubbles come up on the screen and I hold my breath, then they disappear. They come up and disappear a couple more times, until a message finally pops up on the screen.

‘i wish i could take back everything i ever did 2 hurt u, but ik its not tht ez. i rly do want 2 fix this, tho. would u b down to ft l8r?’

I can't breathe, but I manage to type out a response without screaming.

‘Sure. Just text me when ur ready’

I take a deep breath and click my phone off. I'm about to get up when my phone dings again. I glance at the message and it makes my chest feel like it's going to explode.

‘ok i will <3’

I smile down at the screen and go to plug in my phone so it's charged when Kasperi wants to call. I really don't know if I'll ever be able to trust him again, but the least I can do is give him a chance to apologize. He's already broken me so badly, even if he lets me down again nothing will compare to the amount of hurt I’ve already felt.