#lumi drabble

[aurorahrt]

sskk post-amenogozen holding each other... ;_;

There was barely any hesitation in going back to Akutagawa's apartment. Not even after Kunikida's protests, and especially after Lucy had offered to stay with Kyouka for the night.

(She'd given him a look, eyebrows raised and arms folded. Go, it read, we'll see you tomorrow.)

Everything was done. Atsushi went to the core of amenogozen, came out alive, defeated the bastard thing with Akutagawa and won.

(Akutagawa was in tears when Atsushi came out. They didn't talk about it, simply exchanging a glance of I see you and doing what needed to be done.)

There was even less hesitation when Akutagawa had come out of the shower, Atsushi waiting quietly and replaying everything over and over and over in his head, and climbed into the bed, nodding the space beside him.

Atsushi climbed in.

They'd already held each other—physically, twice, but a lot more than that if Rashomon over Atsushi's shoulders had counted—briefly when Atsushi returned and briefly after the fight was over.

This, though, in Akutagawa's dark bedroom, nothing but the sound of their still-laboured breathing, is different. It's intimate and ridiculous and necessary and painful. Akutagawa tugs him down and holds him so tight he feels like his bones are going to break all over again.

He reciprocates it.

His head nestles on Akutagawa's chest, curled inwards as Akutagawa's legs kick inbetween his. He presses his ear as close as he can, listening to the rapid thuds of Akutagawa's heartbeat and swallowing down every other sentiment.

Akutagawa had lived, after all. He's not sure, even with the weeks that had passed and the lack of control over himself, why he thought a stubborn bastard like Akutagawa wouldn't live.

When Atsushi reaches up to press his thumb against the jagged mark on Akutagawa's neck, Akutagawa's breath hitches. "Weretiger-,"

"Don't," Atsushi interjects quietly, tracing over the scar with a thick throat. "Not now. Not here."

It's not them, he knows that. It is, however, what they could be—what they could've been—pushing and pulling at each other when needed, but quiet and tender when all is over.

It's what Atsushi wants. At least, that's what he thinks he wants. They will never not be the opposing side of the same coin—but can't that be put to bed when it's just them?

[illuminiscentboba]

a special occasion : kuroo tetsurou x reader

tags: a bit of hurt to comfort? I tried

kuroo is disappointed in you, you can see it in the crease of his brows meeting, the impatient tapping of his foot, the expectant stare following you around his apartment, the incredibly vague hints that he insists are dead giveaways.

hes trying to tell you something or more accurately he wants you to tell him whatever he's been hinting at for an hour now. you've seen the hearts around both today and the date of your anniversary on his calendar, and when a sudden alarm roused you both from your slumbers.

you cracked an eye open, catching a glimpse of what you made out to be the reminders app illuminated the screen of his phone, a huge, sleepy grin bringing warmth to his face as he greets you with a raspy happy anniversary baby to which you could only cock your head in confusion, thinking you misheard him. but frankly, you haven't.

unable to stand his expectant stares, you take a seat beside him, leaning into him but he shifts away in the opposite direction. "not so fast." he chides you, almost giving in when you asked him to have breakfast together. "no cuddles from me until you tell me."

"tell you what?" you whined, latching your arms around his waist as he struggles to pry you off him. what did he want you to recall so badly? you guys had your one year anniversary literally yesterday so what on earth could it be to make him withhold his affection. and what did he mean by happy anniversary??

once he tears your arms of him he holds you by your shoulders, scanning your face. he searches deeply for repressed grin whenever you pretend to forget things to tease him or the way you can't meet his eyes when you tell a white lie. when he's only met by the furrow of your brows as you plead for a hint it dawns on him that you actually have no idea what he's talking about.

he heaves a heavy sigh, giving you one more chance to fess up and say you've been waiting to celebrate this day too and were thinking about it as much as he was. "Baby, today is an important day for our relationship."

you look at him like he's lost it. "was that not...yesterday?" its true that was also yesterday, but, "that was yesterday but theres something else."

you pause, taking a moment to retrace your steps. kuroo liked to be sure of himself and so last year kuroo gave it all in testing the waters. he started to flirt with you outside of dumb jokes and references, hug you longer than usual and make time to come with you on errand. he thought he was playing it smart and casual but who was he kidding when he agreed to come with you to babysit your sisters kid? when you two both know he is terrible with children!

but when you started returning his energy and giving him confidence in the mutual feelings between the two of you the proposal to be his significant other was grand and sweet with a huge bouquet of flowers, a love letter and balloons surprising you that afternoon.

but apparently it wasn't about that but instead 'something else'.

"I'm sorry baby but I don't remember what it is."

"our first kiss!"

"what?"

"we had our first kiss the day after the day I asked you to be mine." he jut his lip out, still sulking. oh god, how could you forget that? literally the first thing after he asked to be your partner you two were whisked away, him to his duties at his workplace and you with wedding events that went on for days, which felt like weeks to him.

you vividly recalled him driving to see you at the wedding, in a tux of his own and you excusing yourself to the bathroom so you two could have some time together and for you two to finally get the kiss he had been texting you about needing all day.

"oh my god your right!" he finally lets you hug him, leaning into your hold. "I've got to make it up to you...can I finally kiss you?" you imitate as he groans, a large palm over his face, one that he lets you slide off his face. "thank you for remembering."

of course he would, it was a really big deal for him. "happy anniversaries baby." "happy anniversaries" he mumbles into your hair and you swear you can finally hear the happiness in his voice. you can't let something like this happen every again you promise the two of you.

[metalmewtwo-kxb]

(placeholder) Zen AU, drabble 1

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Benta stepped lightly through the woods, which were surrounded by a perimeter he deemed safe. It included a rather ample expanse of land, such as the nearest empty city and its parks, as well as a stretch of wilderness and the routes nearby.

He was headed to the main clearing to check on his son and his friend Lumi. If...they could really be called friends. He knew the two of them met fairly often, but quite a few of their outings ended in arguments. More than Benta would like. Surely the other pokémon's mother wouldn't approve of that..?

All the same, he knew Zen wanted to be around the others. Having no other "mewtwos" around like himself made the boy want companionship with them. Benta knew he filled certain roles and holes in his son's life, but...fortunately, unfortunately, not that one. Not truly, in the way he understood as a key factor. Being that he was born and not made, he did not feel as though he could relate to Zen on that level. But, these others could.

So, he decided to allow the children to have their outings and simply look in on them from a distance from time to time so they could have their space. The cautious mother- whom he had never seen but did in fact notice- evidently had the same idea.

As long as Zen behaved, was duely careful, and expressed a desire for their presence, Benta planned to leave them be.

However...things did not seem to be going well at all today.

The older pokémon sensed a strong rise of distress, and the first thing he saw from where he stood among the trees was Lumi snarling at Zen. And all he heard were three words.

"You're a MONSTER!"

His son's sharp spur of internal pain stopped Benta entirely. Something inside him briskly and abruptly froze him like a shot. From here, he could feel the panic of the child's mother rise for having sensed it too. Lumi had gone too far.

Benta's eyes flashed in the shade.

That, he thought with a growl. Is Unacceptable.

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Zen stared wide-eyed at Lumi, stunned as if the wind had been knocked out of him. He was mentally shaken, but, most of all...he was hurt.

Badly.

They had arguments and spats before over more than a handful of things, but...this one had gotten way out of hand. Then Lumi said that, and Zen was swiftly overwhelmed by all that implied. And all it resurfaced too...

Should he have seen this coming..? Probably...?

What...was he supposed to say...?

Suddenly the pressure in the atmosphere dropped, and a shadow fell over the young 'twos as if it had appeared out of nowhere with a gust of wind. Zen saw the abrupt shift of expression on Lumi's face into one of fear, and promptly looked back to see Benta towering over both of them, his right eye gleaming as cold as ice.

When did he get here?? Was he in trouble?? "D-dad, I--"

The much larger pokémon deftly stepped around Zen, raising a hand to silence him while he glared down at Lumi. "You are calling him a monster?" he asked lowly. As he approached, Lumi shrunk down and moved back with his tail fluffing out in uneasiness as his tone briefly shifted to a growl. "I promise you...You don't know the meaning of the word."

Benta lowered closer to Lumi's level, his muzzle scrunched without baring his teeth. He did know better than to show his fangs to a child, but that didn't mean he was any less angry. "The real monsters have taken everything. They still take everything. They are why we hide," he went on. "Their eyes and actions wreak of blood and nothing else. They consume all before them. And they have no feelings. No morals. No regrets. No remorse."

He picked up his left hand from where it had been hidden beneath his cloak, revealing that it was entirely robotic up to his shoulder as an unnatural synthetic limb. And he balled his hand into a tight fist as Lumi's eyes widened at the horrific sight of it. "All they want is control, even if it means sacrificing the free will and lives of others," Benta told him.

"I have seen those monsters, and fought them and their wretched pawns with my own hands until I was close to death," he growled. "I know Zen has made mistakes by their hands that he is not proud of. But until you have seen them yourself and stared that death in the face--"

Benta glared sharply into Lumi's own eyes. More than aware of the fear coming off of his mother in the distance as well. "You have no right to call my son a monster."

Tears welled up in Lumi's eyes, and his heart raced as he felt the intensity of the older pokémon's own hurt and anger.

It was too much for him...

He turned and fled, back to the other mewtwo who appeared and waited in the trees with bated breath until Benta straightened up and let his hackles fall. After all, with his origin, as well as strange and later augmented abilities, he was arguably stronger than she was. Any kind of fight between them would become dangerous very quickly.

Benta had no intention of pursuing or harming either of them, though. He did in fact know better, and didn't want to actually incite a serious conflict. Instead, with a final glance back he simply turned to leave, giving a decisive flick of his tail to instruct Zen to follow.

Zen was in shock himself, somehow having never expected Benta to follow him to one of his and Lumi's secret meetings. All he could do was curl his tail around himself and follow after him quietly with his gaze focused squarely on the ground. He didn't want to make his dad any angrier than he already was.

But still...

I'm so sorry, Lumi...

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The two of them walked in silence for some time on their way back to the city, and all the while Zen couldn't make himself speak, and spent the silence wringing his hands uneasily. He was unable to bear the thought of meeting his adoptive father's disapproving eyes. Though, when he did manage to lift his gaze, he couldn't help but let it drift to Benta's back, and his left arm...

Of course it was synthetic now, but, it hadn't always been that way. The truth was, he lost that arm well over a year ago in a bad fight. And it had him laid up for weeks. Maybe months.

In fact...just like he told Lumi...it had almost been fatal.

And Zen was the one who did that to him.

When it happened he wasn't in his right mind or fully in control of himself, as a result of the humans that stole him from Benta as a cub. Nevertheless, and in spite of everything Benta had expressed to forgive him, Zen still hadn't forgiven himself. Even now, he felt utterly sick. About that, and everything his dad said to Lumi.

Mostly, because he didn't see how Lumi could possibly be wrong.

Zen's pace slowed, and before long he stopped and sat, curling in on himself without a word and burying his head under his arms.

Of course, Benta noticed and came to a pause. And he turned back to go check on him.

His tone, unlike earlier, was much softer. It wasn't filled with anger anymore like Zen expected, and was rather edged with concern. "What's the matter?" he asked carefully. "Is it because I interfered..?" When his only response was a subtle shake of Zen's head, tried again. "So...what is it then..?"

A moment passed, and Zen could only curl tighter on himself. A muffled sniff told Benta that he was crying. He took a deep breath and sighed, crouching down and bringing his tail forward to curl around his son's back. "You do not deserve to be treated that way," he said, referring to Lumi's initial insult and guessing that might be the reason. "I hope you know that."

"...yes I do," Zen whimpered, responding to the first part. "He was right, and you know it..."

"No, as a matter of fact I do not," he stated calmly. "What happened was not your choice. And I would never blame you."

"But why?" He looked up at Benta, his face wrought with grief. "It's not like I couldn't have stopped, and I didn't. Not even once. Not even when- w-when it was you," he cried.

Benta pulled Zen close and hugged him to his chest with his better arm. "Yes you did..." he said, quietly but confidently. "If you didn't, I would not be here. Neither would Lumi, or his mother."

"But--"

The older pokémon gently cut him off by hugging him tighter. "Stop. No 'buts.'" When Zen seemed to accept that, Benta continued. "You should not blame yourself for what happened when you were under the control of those who only wanted to use you, and forced you into thinking and acting in ways that were not right."

"I know that is hard to accept..." he added. "But I do know you better than you do. And you are not the monster they wanted you to be. You are free again to make that choice now, and be yourself. The you that existed before their influence. I know you can. And I know you can do better, and try to make amends for those things if you want to." Shifting back a little, he lifted Zen's face to meet his gaze. "However, you never have to apologize to me. I can be here for you again and protect you. That is enough. Okay..?"

When Benta let go, Zen rubbed at his face and feebly nodded, trying not to think about his claws. "But what about Lumi..?" he asked when he found his voice again. "I want to be his friend, but he'll never forgive me..." Now that he thought about it, his mom might not either.

"Sure he will. At least, eventually..." Benta assured. "Children tend to have a harder time understanding things than adults do, but in spite of what he said, I think he will be able to come around someday." When he felt as though things had settled enough to move on, he stood up and gestured for Zen to follow.

"Who knows. Maybe the next time you two meet he will have changed his tune," he added.

Zen snuffed and rubbed at his nose as he stood up too. "You got really mad at him though..." he pointed out.

"Yes, yes I did," Benta sighed as he cast his gaze to the side. "I will be owing his mother an apology for being hostile toward her young, even if it was deserved." He certainly couldn't deny that. "Though, for now, I believe it is best we give each other a proper distance."

He waited for Zen to come up beside him so they could walk together, and carefully placed his left hand on his son's head as a loving gesture. Even though it was only metal and circuits, somehow it was still warm.

"Now..." Benta said with an exhale. "Let's go home."

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Based on an au that @dingbat-things and I came up with for their zangoose/two OC Zen, and their art post -> here

As well as a distant continuation of that au started on my blog -> here.

Definitely hoping to do more with this in the future as things go along, perhaps as snippets, scribbles, and other drabbles.

[youreourdoublestars]

Where were the two? They were supposed to be heroes, right? They wouldn't leave her trapped in this god forsaken spaceship all by herself, would they? Sure, they just met, and sure, she was acting like them, probably being annoying and got the two annoyed, but they wouldn't leave leave her trapped here right?.. Her poor throat was sore from screaming for mario and luigi, practically begging that weird creature in front of her to let her go, to let her live, but no avail.

Worst part of it all? She couldn't use her powers, and she felt tired and cold. Which meant one of two things. Shes dying, or her power getting drained, which also means she dies. So technically one thing, but still scary! She was stuck in this stupid glass tube, looking around to see all sorts of machinery that hurt her head to even look at.

How long has it been? A few hours? Days? Weeks?! She couldn't tell. Everything was starting to blur. All she could do is sit still and be quiet or she would get shocked like.. like.. oh she couldn't think of a comparison, it hurts a lot though! So she sat still as her body leans against the glass. It was a chore to even try to sit up right now.

...they abandoned her didn't they? She was so annoying, not good enough for them, probably bothering them to the moon and back, where mario and luigi didn't want to save her huh.. Maybe mom was right. Maybe she should have stayed with her instead of traveling. She was just 18 after all.

..Maybe a nap is good. Just.. a small one. Yeah. Just a small one. Keep telling that to yourself Lumi. She didn't fight to keep her eyelids up anymore though, as she slowly drifted off to her doom, she heard a very distant door slam. And..some muffled voices. Huh. Wonder what that is all about.

[emberfrostlovesloki]

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The loveliest Lumi @citrusiove continues to warm me from the inside! I have a class observation tomorrow, so this is so appreciated right now. Today, I thought I'd share about a character that I don't write enough about, so here's a poem by Blythe Baird that I think is very JJ-coded. I love you Lumi, thanks for lifting me up today and every day. Love Levi ❤️

"I am trying to see things in perspective /

My dog wants a bite of my peanut butter chocolate chip bagel. I know she cannot have this, because chocolate makes dogs very sick. /

Madigan does not understand this. She pouts and wraps herself around my leg like a scarf, trying to convince me to give her just a tiny bit. When I do not give in, she eventually gives up and lays in the corner under the piano, dropping and sad. /

I hope the universe has my best interest in mind like I have my dogs. When I want something with my whole being, and the universe withholds it from me, I hope the universe thinks to herself, /

Silly girl. She thinks this is what she wants, but she does not understand how it will hurt." Theories About the Universe (Blythe Baird)

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[aamaranthiine]

OOC: well this got a lil bit outta hand.. Just a drabble AU of Amalthea and Mihawk meeting in Cross Guild.. @seaoftales here you are my friend, put it under a cut because it got long xD

Working for Cross Guild certainly is one of the strangest contracts she's had, given its flamboyant themes and lively employees. Admittedly those descriptors might be too kind but the artificer tries to give them some grace, even if the noise and crowds are often way too much for her. Going from independent freelance work to the organized chaos of a Guild is a tough transition for someone as reclusive as she.

It didnt help that several dozen of the lot had become smitten with her. Either she was under the scrutiny of the higher ups while drawing maps and helping them navigate, or she was being tailed by a handful of woefully lovesick (enchanted) men that kept trying to win her favor. The near constant state of being perceived quickly wore down her mental and emotional limits.

There werent enough places to hide in this gods forsaken place. She longed for dense forests and cool, damp caverns where the shadows could veil her from sight entirely.

She found a little reprieve in the vexing but not unwelcome camaraderie forged with Dracule Mihawk, of all people in Cross Guild. She couldnt help but be drawn to his steady, unaffected demeanor when everything else is discord and noise. The brief moments of mutual silence, whether over morning coffee or evening wine are small but meaningful blessings. Though Thea never said as much aloud, she did show her appreciation by gifting him a rare blend of wine from her own private cache.

Thea was always careful not to impose or crowd Mihawk, even when he gradually began to speak to her of his own volition. Quiet conversations late into the nights, his cool aplomb ever present but she got to experience his intelligence and snippets of his life. He expressed curiosity in her Pose Artificery and other projects, which she was happy to share without giving away too many secrets.

It was a friendship she thought felt easy, natural even. Despite the swordsman's reputation and severe manners, he felt trustworthy to her and Thea rarely encountered others who made her feel so calm.

What Thea also doesnt say out loud is how Mihawk's company deters her 'suitors' but she's certain he noticed. Certain he even purposefully stands between her and whoever tries to garner her attention that isnt Guild work related. He invites her to sit beside him in the meeting room or lounge, and she's only further endeared to him for the consideration. At one point he calmly makes an unveiled threat to several subordinates about pestering her further and watching them scurry away in abject terror was very satisfying.

It's a notable privilege for Hawkeyes to regard anyone with favor or esteem, that he actively sought the mapmaker out on the daily does bring quite a bit of gossip amongst the Guild's members.

Thea can only imagine the shock if they knew Mihawk offered her his private quarters to sleep in. Hell, she'd been caught off guard by the offer when he'd evidently picked up on her lack of sleep. How often she napped in strange, out of the way places and had no qualms staying up til the witching hour frequently, only to rise at dawn shortly thereafter. She didnt sleep in the common crew spaces, deeply uncomfortable at the lack of privacy and sharing with so many strangers.

Clearly she's earned his trust enough for him to share his private room, though she very sparingly invites herself to take advantage of the offer. And when she does? He is courteous enough to leave her be, finding a different area to lounge in when the whim arises for a nap.

A late afternoon finds Amalthea sprawled on the dark duvet and matching silk-cased pillows of Mihawk's bed, dozing in the simple comfort of somewhere quiet and safe to sleep in. It helped too, that everything smelled like him; smooth hints of cologne and sharp steel are ever present. She's quite stark against the wine-red and coal black tones, the long coils of her braided white hair hanging off the edge of the mattress.

She rouses from hazy promised dreams at the slightest disturbance, in time to catch Mihawk step over the threshold and close the door behind him upon entry. Meeting his acknowledging gaze but saying nothing, the brief eye contact enough as he strides across the chamber to peruse whatever it is he needed at the time.

Except when he passes by the bed, Thea reaches out to loosely grasp his sleeve to get him to halt.

"You should stay," she says quietly, "for a nap, that is." And before he could decline she adds, "I know you tend to find other places but you dont need to deprive yourself comfort for my sake. It's your bed after all, we can share."

Even in the lowlight she can see the subtle change in his otherwise impassive expression, "I wouldnt want to disturb you." It's not a flat out rejection but she recognizes the attempt to deflect politely.

"I think I'd sleep better with you here, actually."

A lull of silence and Thea swears the swordsman's face softens just a tiny bit, his acquiescence being the hum of Yoru being pulled from his back and hooked on the nearby wall. She cant help but smile as Mihawk removes his hat, coat and boots before stretching out on the opposite side of the bed. She rolls onto her side to watch him settle comfortably, and feels bold enough to wiggle closer to him afterwards.

"Thea-" he mumbles her name in half hearted warning, the glint of yellow as he observed her in his periphery.

A muted huff of laughter, "M'not doing anything, wake me up in a few hours, Hawkeyes." She curls up a little and oh so slowly out stretches an arm over the duvet, until her hand brushes his and when he doesnt pull away? Loosely tangles their fingers together, the gentle contact seems to both perplex and strangely soothe him for how he tenses and then relaxes in the span of a breath.

Content, the artificer hums and nestles into her pillow to let sleep drag her down into dreams again.

[luumiinaa]

bantering soulmates right off the bat 😂 honestly, still one of the best drabbles I’ve read; hilarious and cute all in one

soulmates, i guess

PAIRING ▸ choi yeonjun x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ soulmate au, fluff, crack

WARNINGS ▸ profanity

SUMMARY ▸ when you first meet your soulmate, their first words to you are tattooed on your wrist. choi yeonjun’s first words to you are “ew, you stepped in dog shit,” and you beg the universe for a do-over because those are the words forever inked on your wrist.

PLAYLIST ▸ angel or devil by txt 

WORD COUNT ▸ 2252 words

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ hello this drabble was inspired by writing @soobmint​‘s name on my wrist and panicking because it wouldn’t come off. also disclaimer: i like mint chocolate chip pls don’t come for me

THIS WAS, BY FAR, THE WORST MORNING IN THE HISTORY OF TERRIBLE MORNINGS.

It started with your alarm deciding not to go off after a long record of reliability. This led you to wake up thirty minutes later than usual, practically flying out of bed to get started with your day and get ready for school. Waking up late wasn’t the end of the world, but you were so frazzled that you ended up starting to shampoo your hair with a bottle of Nair.

On the bright side, you didn’t start massaging it into your scalp, but the ends of your hair were coming off as you desperately tried to wash it out. Needless to say, you started off the morning being a sobbing mess.

“Y/N, are you cutting your hair?” your best friend, Choi Soobin, asked over FaceTime. “Before school? This is a mistake. Please stop.”

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[illuminiscentboba]

[he needs you...tell him he's only human]

k. akaashi comfort fic

tw: akaashi experiencing an depressive episode and he's finally letting you give him the love he deserves during it

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many things come to mind when akaashi keiji is brought up; for instance, the words helpful, considerate, always has a back up plan for any situation that concerns those he cares about.

but he's only human you remembered thinking last week when you were searching for tissues to clean up the coffee you knocked over, akaashi already a step ahead, having procured the tissues from his bag, asking the waiter for help before you could blink. he really was prepared for everything.

to be loved is to be known and boy does he know you to a T. he knows your habits and silly mannerisms and makes you feel seen and heard. in most of your pictures together he isn't even looking at the camera but you instead. his dark aqua eyes seem to follow you, curious and interested in the framework that you define yourself with.

its cute and charming that he knows what you like and love and remembered even the smallest details and preferences of yours. he is never greedy with his affection but sometimes it worries you.

it worries you when he feels sluggish and his mind becomes cloudy. when he pushes you away as another slump takes over him. you wonder if he just needs his alone time and sometimes thats what he needs but other times he tries to hide himself.

"please don't look at me" he says when you walk in without knocking. normally he doesn't mind but during these slumps he can't take care of himself the way he normally does. he can't help the way he feels judged when you slowly blink at him and the mess of the room. the mess he is. his hair is a mess, its been another day of not brushing his teeth, he already contemplated going back to bed with piles of clothing stacked around the room.

he pushes himself deeper under the blankets as you pad over to him, sitting on the edge of the bed. "baby, whats wrong?" he sinks deeper under blanket. "i'm a mess." he says miserably.

"so? you've seen how crazy i can look when i'm sick and even when i'm not." he knows that...of course he knows that he knows the cues before your depressive episodes and when to give u space and how to support you with cuddles, eating breakfast together with you on the bed and him in the chair in front of your bed.

but this isn't the same. he's supposed to help you, be considerate and know what to do. taking care of his loved ones is something he's good at, it makes him feel secure, and warm inside to see their smile, to hear their thanks and tell him he's the best.

but he can't be that and when these slumps dictate his week or weeks, he feels the shell of himself, unloveable...like a burden.

so he's been trying to hide it, to hide himself and that part of him from you. but you know, how could you not?

"akaashi i love all of you. the sleepy akaashi, the lively akaashi, the grumpy akaashi, the chatty akaashi, the silent akaashi, the anxious akaashi, the sweet akaashi, the messy akaashi, the witty akaashi." he rolled over now, head and shoulders pooking out of the futon.

you were telling the truth, a fond smile on your lips, the warmth of your words reaching your eyes. you mentioned so many different sides to him, some that he tried to hide and others that he never really thought about before.

"you do?"

he knows you aren't lying but it feels weird, rather uncanny to be appreciated without doing anything. he didn't do a single thing for you in the last few days but yet you've been making surprise breakfast for him, tidying his desk and leaving notes for him, telling him he was cute and handsome. its funny that your words made him feel handsome and better when he was well aware of the state of his appearance.

"of course I do." you stroked his futon covered limbs, itching to hold him. "you don't have to do something for me to prove your worthy of my affection."

his eyes glazed over, a silence falling as he processed your words. you rose from your place on the best, wrapping your arms around him.

so far for most of his life thats how his world would opperate. by doing favors for his parents that they didn't ask for and thus being rained with warm, doing the less desirable work for the team, even relecutantly taking on class duties when people would ask him to, even strangers knew of his innability to say no and how much he cares for others.

his previous partners rejected this side of him, annoyed with his slip ups in their routine, his messy state and coldly didn't accept his attempts to make it up to them, adding to this feeling of worthlessness that would plague him.

every time he went out of his way to make it up to you it was almost like gift exchange. with how much you crossed his mind, he crossed yours and it wasn't long before you were presenting him with stuff he liked, objects that reminded you of him, matching objects, snacks, you name it.

there were less onsided screaming matches at his house, instead hesitant conversation where you two would talk about your feelings and things you liked to be resolved. you asked that he stop trying to make it up whenever he did something wrong and he has, but he still spoils you instead with random affectionate gestures instead.

he let you hold him, fighting the strong urge to struggle out of your reach, does he smell, he feels sticky and gross and he doesn't want you to. your grip tightens, almost as if you've read his mind.

"we're here for each other keiji, i'm here for you on your rough days and your here for me, we're a team. so please don't struggle all by yourself."

right, a team. he forgot that there wasn't supposed to be an imbalance with the roles of teams. every player matters.

"I'll try." he murmurs into your shoulder and you stay like that for a bit, finally letting go to pepper his face in kisses. "i missed my cutie sooo much." why cant he realize that he's still so fine to you, regardless of how messy his appearance gets? that he's still the sweet, cool sexy individual you know, even with the mood drops, when his mental health declines.

"productivity doesn't define you! you define yourself."

"you're only human, baby." you inform him, dodging the hand trying to prevent you from kissing him. as much as he adores you, its summer and maybe staying under his blanket wasn't a good idea with the way the perspiration was sticking to his body.

"y/n please, i really need a shower, i feel disgusting". you let him settle out of the bed, helping him find clean clothes to change into.

"despite that, you're still my super sexy and handsome husband." you remind him, giggling at the blush on his face. even his sulking is cute, you think to yourself as he heads to the washroom, upset that hearing you call him sexy and husband will probably forever rile him up.

note: i might publish the same kind of fic but with reversed pov's? or might make this into a series?

[shiroselia]

Honestly at this point I should just take a month and do nothing but write all the 300 JingFu oneshots I've got piled up because at this points it's. a solid amount.

[lumiambrose]

☆　MASTERLIST

matchup exchanges: closed

♡ - fluff, ✰ - smut

✦ BLUE LOCK ✦

➳♡　let the fear you have fall away feat. rin itoshi

➳✰　against all odds feat. rin itoshi

➳✰　come and mess me up feat. rin itoshi

➳♡　i've got my eye on you feat. sae itoshi

➳✰　i know how to drive you insane feat. sae itoshi

➳✰　i've fallen addicted to your love feat. sae itoshi

➳✰　dealers choice feat. sae itoshi

➳✰　open hand feat. sae itoshi + ryusei shidou

➳✰　hypnotic dreams feat. nagi seishirou

➳✰　tangled in silk feat. chigiri hyoma

➳✰　reflections of desire feat. michael kaiser

➳✰　masked intentions feat. tabito karasu

➳✰　unspoken accidents feat. reo mikage

drabbles

➳♡　mornings feat. sae itoshi

➳♡　dancing feat. sae itoshi

➳✰　riding him feat. sae itoshi

➳✰　on film feat. sae itoshi

➳✰　your neighbour kaiser

✦ KAIJU NO 8 ✦

➳✰　you know i want you feat. soshiro hoshina

➳✰　the sharp edge of passion feat. soshiro hoshina

➳✰　twisted fortune feat. soshiro hoshina + gen narumi

➳✰　one hell of a gamble feat. gen narumi

➳✰　chilling stakes feat. reno ichikawa

✦ HONKAI STAR RAIL ✦

➳✰　house rules feat. dr ratio

➳✰　the winning hand feat. aventurine

➳✰　double down feat. jiaoqiu + moze

➳✰　full house feat. jing yuan + blade + dan heng

➳✰　secret serenity feat. phainon

✦ LOVE AND DEEPSPACE ✦

drabbles

➳♡　breakfast feat. xavier

✦ HAIKYUU ✦

drabbles

➳✰　under the desk support feat. kenma kozume

✦ MULTIPLE ✦ explicit works only !

➳✰　big men

➳✰　mean men

➳✰　mean men pt. 2

➳✰　your rich boyfriend

➳✰　your sleep-deprived boyfriend

✦ EVENTS ✦

➳✰　lumis kinktober 24'

➳♡　romance trope series

➳✰　pixelcafe secret santa feat. marius von hagen

looking for something a little older? find my previous writings here.

[luumiinaa]

When you’re too much of a hermit, and your friends think your delusional 🤣 this series has me all, giggly and wide smiles, cause the couple dynamic is just so cute

still knocking on your door

wonwoo x fem!reader

college au, fluff, no explicit content but a steamy scene

words: 1280

a short little companion piece to knock on your door (aka my hermit nerd wonwoo cinematic universe), takes place after the events of the fic but you don’t need to read that fic to read this one

“Oh, I almost forgot, something happened yesterday that I wanted to tell you about,” Wonwoo looks up from his phone. His roommate, Mingyu, is out, so the two of you are draped across the living room sofa, idly scrolling while a rerun of a cooking show plays on the TV. Your legs are stretched across his lap and his free hand is settled on your knee, his thumb rubbing idle circles into the skin above your kneecap. 

“Hmm?” You put your phone down and scoot yourself closer to him so that you’re practically in his lap. 

“Yeah,” he says. “My friends think you’re imaginary.”

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[jazeswhbhaven]

Don't look at me, I'm writing a wholesome Asmo drabble.....

Astra keeps having kiddos with the devils around her, each baby adorable as the next. Asmodeus is having nostalgia about when his children were first born with his wife, their tiny hands and feet and big bright eyes. Astra's kiddos remind him of that feeling.

He's so unaffected at the surface, but his heart hurts inside. Everyone is under the impression that he's going to harm the babies, but all he wants is to hold them for a minute. He was only joking when he said he'd kidnap Cain from Levi, but that obviously backfired badly.

But one day, during his unprompted visits to Earth, he spies Baby Lumi by herself displaced in her stroller with no one around. Why is she by herself? Someone could come by and take her. Asmodeus gets closer to her, making sure she's okay and she is, noticing him immediately.

Baby Lumi focuses on Asmo, her pale "scary" eyes beaming up at him in curiosity. Asmo reaches out a finger to her and she grabs it instantly, cooing softly and kicking her feet. There is it. That feeling again. And even then she starts to babble, tugging his hand as she tries to bite him cause she's teething. He wants to pick her up out of her stroller and hold her. Just one time....

He unstraps her from her seat, pulling her to his arms and his body is enveloped with that warm, distant feeling of the past. Suddenly he was surrounded by the smells of good food and fire crackling in the background. His late wife is singing, a baby to her bosom and smiling at Asmo. Just as quick as the scene came to his head did it vanish when he heard a familiar voice yell at him.

It was Cain, running from a different direction with anger in his eyes threatening Asmo to put her down or else (he's willing to tango with a King for his sister, he's about that life) Defeated, he gently takes his hand away from Baby Lumi, and puts her back in the stroller who is upset by the loss of her new teething item, crying and reaching for him not understanding anything.

Thump thump!

Asmo's heart is beating fast, his fatherly instinct kicking in. He knows Lumi isn't his child, but her cries, the sadness in her eyes?? But he knows he must leave, watching from afar as Cain picks up his sister to calm her down and check if anything happened to her.

Later, he sends Ronove and Dantalian on a errand to Hades, a small package delivered that's unmarked as Foras takes it to inspect. He unwraps it, seeing that it's a small doll in the shape of a chibi Asmo but in a material meant for teething baby devils. Foras definitely tosses it out, but even as he does...Cain finds it realizing that it's for Lumi. She's been crying ever since that day Asmo interacted with her and it's been driving everyone in the palace insane. When Cain gives Lumi the small doll she instant stops, taking it and biting into it as she finally falls asleep clutching it with her hands. There's a faint smell to the doll too, similar to Asmo's natural musk that while has Cain wrinkle his nose in disgust, Lumi doesn't seem to mind it.

Though the interaction with Lumi was small, it affected Asmo in a way where he wouldn't even admit to himself that he was. It was, at least for now out of his system, but something nagging inside him is thinking that maybe...someday he could figure out how to work around the curse his late wife set upon him. But until then, he'd have to do without.

[illuminiscentboba]

kitchen waltz : akaashi keiji x reader

tags: fluff, suggestive themes, established relationship

you look silly, shimmying at your desk, your headphones barely sticking to your head with the sharpness of your movement.

another one of your favorites, akaashi notes. he props his chin on his hand as he watches you, an idle smile playing on his lips.

you guys have very similar tastes but he isn't sure what he thinks of your discography these days, as some of your favorite songs are breakup songs or label men demons that should be sacrificed to the volcano.

his heart does a funny flip when you hop out of your seat singing and rapping the lyrics with passionately, never enough you claim.

he watches with amusement as you stroll over to him, and pretend he's the boy theyre discussing breaking up with in the song. here you are before him, pointing in his face, casting a faux look of disgust with your eyes gliding up and down his figure.

he lets his jaw drop, turning away, in his seat, pretending to be offended as your disgusted persona wobbles in your failing efforts to hold in your smile.

you love it when he matches your energy, with his arms folded but a smile playing on his lips he replies, "I pay our rent" after you sing a lyric about broke men, "I don't lie or cheat." among many other accusations.

He successfully defends himself and his comebacks a little too quick...which means you probably got this one stuck in his head too. his silly quips and pleading to be spared make it all the more amusing.

he claims to hate it but randomly mumbles lyrics when working from home and even as he types away at work but how can he not enjoy the show with you as the star?

last time he was fed up with the countless breakup songs back to back to back standing up from his spot to plead with you "how about you love me now?...alexa play that boy is mine...god...any version is fine!"

he watches with hope as your overexaggerated movements from before still, changing into a slow, alluring stride.

it must be a love song.

he uses his knuckles to hide his growing grin.

he can't help but get shy whenever you serenade him, his ears turning pink with the lyrics and your touch.

he loves being your muse, the boyfriend, the love interest in the narrative you present to him. more than that though, he loves to add quips that make you blush. "i'll take you up on that." or "you can have a taste", he is unsufferable.

he is helpless when you hand cups his chin, staring into his eyes, the words mine, want and love falling off your tongue like honey. you press your forehead against his, and now he can hear the song.

its one of his favorites.

" you want me so bad," he teases as you pull at him to get up and dance with you. you stop, narrowing your eyes at him but he knows the next lyric. "I think about you almost every day" he hums in that smooth, velvety voice of his, enunciating the last part. it distracts you for a moment and you want to hear more.

but still, you leap on the opportunity "why not every single day?" you lean close to him, hands on your hips. he chuckles at your antics, lifting himself out of his chair to dance with you, pressing the disconnect button on your headphones. "fine...i'll clock in on fridays too."

the song changes once more and you go back to seducing...you mean serenading him, singing about his lips and he's peppering your face with kisses. body to body? he's got that figured out for you.

you're fighting for your life as a particularly dirty song comes on. by this point, you guys are both giggling as you try to get out the lyrics. he spins you, and does a dramatic dip, whispering very innappropriate responses to the prompts.

who's wooing who at this point? your face is a tomato, a few shades away from his and frankly, he's way too smug for your liking. your headphones, suddenly reconnect, a silence falling on the room while your temporarily deafened.

you scramble for the volume button as he pushes them off your head. "y/n! are you okay?"

your still wincing, rubbing your ears. he inspects them with a frown on his face, after water damage from the storm the month before they have been malfunctioning sporadically.

"we really need to get you new headphones..."

"i don't want to part with them just yet though." you mutter dejectedly. your headphones go silent and you think it may be broken for good but nope, the next song was beginning.

"I don't think we were finished yet, were we?" you take his hand, grinning as you two took to a slow sway, and he fails to hold in the warmth overflowing his system and the leaned in close to the smile that captivates him every morning.

"I never want this to end" you murmur as he presses your lips together. he didn't have a quick quip this time or a response, the lyrics from the songs prior coming back to him. your hands are lost in his hair as he pulls you impossible closer, a layer of hunger coming undone.

he leans back to admire you once you two come up for air. "it doesn't need to" he says, shifting your hair behind his ear. he leans forward for another in a trance, the music truly setting the scene.

until it doesn't.

the music comes to a sudden halt, the glow of your laptop suddenly turning black.

"noooo, keiji, you jinxed it!"

"we jinxed it." he corrects you, quick to cue the song on his phone.

[luminousbeings-crudematter]

MASTERLIST

~ Lumi, late 20s, she/her ~

~ ALL works are 18+ only, minors DNI ~ Ao3 ~

~ Currently writing for Call of Duty MW2 ~

*******

SIMON “GHOST” RILEY

Thots/Drabbles/Musings (Deep-throating || Face-sitting || Sex with Simon)

Situationship-verse (Complete) Summary: What you have is undefined, and you never agreed to commit to each other. And yet…he haunts you. He resides inside you. You don't know where he ends and you begin. What you have may be undefined, and you may have never committed to him, but the day before you met him was the last day you were truly free. OR You enter into a situationship with Simon "Ghost" Riley and forget what your life was like before him. where Simon is both injured and blown || where you cook for Simon but the food’s not all he eats || where Simon makes you come before you have to go || where Simon introduces you to Ghost || where Simon teaches you a lesson || where it begins to end || where Simon grapples with futility || where you both find what was lost || DRABBLES: pissed off || gratitude || Valentine’s Day || somno || first & last

Alford Plea - Chef! Simon Riley x F! Reader Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Epilogue || Outtake

Coworker! Ghost x F! Reader Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4

Other Ghost tags Reaper! Ghost - Ghost is Death Himself. Work Rival! Ghost - enemies to enemies who fuck Toxic ex boyfriend Ghost

*******

Simon "Ghost" Riley x Johnny "Soap" MacTavish

we go where we want to first light || matinal ||

Land Softly - Bed & Breakfast Winter AU Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5

Other Ghoap tags Wedding crasher Soap - My best friend's wedding AU (kinda) (but Ghoap edition) Amnesia! Ghost - 50 first dates AU (kinda) Ghoap x Reader - PWP Ghoap x Military F! Reader Donner Party AU - Ghoap x F! Reader

*******

JOHNNY “SOAP” MACTAVISH

Thots/Drabbles/Musings (Messy eater || Baby fever || SFW Alphabet )

Entanglement - Soap MacTavish x Medic F! Reader Part 1 || Part 2 || 

Other Soap tags Feral Horny Soap Ghoap x Reader Sugar baby Johnny

[yourangel137]

Stained lips

This one I made for my very good friend @flowerie-lumi , I hope you enjoy it<3 thank you for being my inspiration (also this art was my inspiration)

Pairing: Kazuha X Fem!reader

Warnings: S M U T without any plot, curse words. It's still considered very soft and cute I think

Type: Drabble

Word count: 871 words

Summary: oh what your pink lipstick does to him.

God he looks so good with swollen lips and your lipstick stained on them. The way his eyes are still half closed while his eyebrows are fully relaxed, he’s asking for more kisses even if his lips are already so swollen. The small bit of saliva covering his lips make them look even more delicious, who wouldn’t want to kiss them more? You lean in and press your lips against his again, immediately you feel him kiss you back, hands finding their way to your waist to pull you closer. He pulls you fully on top of his lap, his hands trailing down to your ass, softly squeezing it.

God his lips are addicting, his touches are addicting, his noises are addicting, he is addicting. You pull away to gasp for some air, his eyes now looking at you with such lust, such need. “You taste so good.” He quietly says, eyes already looking back down at your lips before they look back up at your eyes. “More.” You watch him immediately lean in again and he presses his lips on yours once more. It feels desperate, the way he kisses you. The way his tongue slips inside almost immediately, the way needy little noises leave his swollen lips and the way his teeth softly nibble your bottom lip.. This alone already makes you realize what he truly wants. Yet even if that wouldn’t give you enough hints, his hands would. The grip onto your body gentle yet with a touch of lust. Gripping your waist tightly, groping your ass lustfully and stroking over any exposed skin he can find with such gentle fingers.

This time you pull away from the kiss and your eyes catch the small bit of saliva between you and Kazuhas lips break its connection. The boy before you looks at you with those same lustful eyes, asking you to continue without using any words. You grab the bottom of your shirt and lift it up, removing it from your body and his eyes immediately trail over your body with such love and lust for it. His left hand softly holds onto your waist while the other explores your every curve and every skin texture. “You’re so gorgeous, my dove. Indescribably beautiful.” His lips find their way on your neck, pressing soft kisses here and there and creating small marks on your empty canvas. You can’t help but put a hand on his head, stroking through his long locks of hair, loving how it looks when it’s out of its usual ponytail. Your hand grabs onto Kazuha’s hand, softly stroking over his burn scars before pressing them against your chest as an invitation. The kisses pressed against your neck get more intense as his scarred hand squeezed your breast. “Stunning.” He whispers before both his hands move to your back to unclip your bra and fully remove it from your body. “Touch me more..” You softly speak out, your lips also just as swollen but still needy enough for more.

“As you wish, my love.”

His lips trail kisses down your neck to your collarbones until it eventually lands on your chest. You let out a small mewl the moment his tongue flicks over your nipple before his lips are fully around it. He sucks on it, your other nipple getting attention from his hand, squeezing and tugging on it gently. Your filthy mouth let’s more noises out, more moans and each sounding needier than the other. Your upper body feels so good being touched by the love of your life, your pussy is drenched because of all the attention he’s giving you. But you’re not dumb, you also know the effect you’re giving your lover. The tent in his pants is visibly shown and you can’t help but press your hand against it, softly palming him through his layers of fabric. You hear a soft whimper out of his mouth followed up with a; “fuck~”, something you love to hear whenever you touch him. Curse words like that, come out of his mouth so effortlessly beautiful and lustful. “Dove.. it feels good.. but I bet your lips would feel even better around it..” His words send shivers down your spine and even more tingles down your pussy. At this point you know your panties are completely soaked but you don’t care, he will remove them soon anyways.

“I’ll do anything for you.” You tell him without any shame. Kazuha lifts his head and looks into your eyes for a hot minute before he leans in again for another kiss. In the meantime his hands unbutton your pants and open your zipper before one of his hands slip inside your pants and underwear. Shamelessly you let out a moan once you feel his finger touch your clit gently. You feel his lips curl up and you already know what he’s about to say. “You’re so wet.” Despite knowing damn well he was going to say that, you still get goosebumps from his words. “Cause of you..” you say, a blush covering your cheeks.

“I know, but you started with those gorgeous pink lips of yours you know? Teasing me with them.. Now shall we continue?”

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Thank you for reading <3

Much love,

Angel

Made on: 04/09/2023

[houpss]

Lily's friends¡!

🧊–return to masterlist ¡! ✥

🧊–LEE TENSHI ¡! ✥

Okay, that was too obvious, BUT THEY ARE BEST FRIENDS. They've been friends since 2012, that's so long...

They were united by the fact that they were the only girls in a male group.

Tenshi is a very sweet "big sister".

Tenshi and Lily smells like lemon, sea and summer.

They are everywhere together, well, literally everywhere. The Sasaengs (yiwu) have a lot of photos of them together, as do the paparazzi.

Tenshi is so wise to Lily. 🥹

One is very active, and the other is calm.

They talk about each other publicly and actively support each other.

Tenshi literally went everywhere with Lily when Lily took rest. Tenshi did not leave her side (I will write a drabble about this)

Lily is very tactile with her, too much so.

Joint Live? YES. TikTok? YES.Songs? Maybe)

🧊–JEON JUNGKOOK¡! ✥

Her second best friend from BTS.

Jungkook as positive battery Lily.

ARMY often noticed her on Jungkook's live, but he was silent about her 😠

They starred in a commercial for Calvin Klein together.

Inappropriate fans believe that they are together.

Maybe they will record songs together???

Lily says her ideal type of man is Jungkook.

In difficult moments they are so comfortable with each other.

SHE LOVES HIS SONGS, SHE HAS THEM ON REPEAT 24/7.

Lily introduced Chan and Jungkook, now they are also friends.

Jungkook used to be very shy about Lily, but he is her first guy friend:((

Lily sometimes cooks for him, and he just fools around with her.

Frequently joke with each other on social media.

🧊–IM NAYEON¡! ✥

Friends from JYP!!

They are Park Jinyoung's main haters.

Lily daughter Nayeon)))

NAYEON IS SO GLAD THAT LILI IS HER CLOSE FRIEND, IT'S LITERALLY HAPPINESS NEARBY.

They fly together...anywhere, just travel when there is time.

Nayeon is a fan of SKZ 😈

Nayeon forces Lily to be friends and communicate with her plush bunny...

Nayeon is literally the sun and Lily is the moon.

They have lunch together in company.

Lily was ready to kill the leadership of JYP, when Nayeon's stalker became known.

🧊–SONG MINGI¡!✥

MY GOD.. HER BUN, HER BUNNY, HER CUTEST AND LITTLE BOY 🥺🥺🥺

LILY AND MINGI ARE LITERALLY SOULMATES AND THEY ARE THE BEST OF THE BEST.

Dispatch released statements about their relationship, but the company only said that they were very close friends.

In the summer they organize a fight against insects, and the pothos themselves run away from them.

Okay...they're having a drink whiskey together.

They became even closer during Kingdom!

Lily is Ateez's biggest fan and especially Mingi!

Mingi and Lily are very loud with each other, that can't be changed.

They've known each other for over 12 years!!

Lily taught Mingi to speak Russian for fun, but he does it very clumsily.

They are so supportive of each other and care so much :(((

🧊–Lily's other friends:

–Yeji and Chaeryeong (ITZY)

–Lily (NMIXX)

–Jake, Jungwon and Sunghoon (ENHYPEN)

–Karina and Winter (AESPA)

–Hwasa

–Lalisa Manoban (BLACKPINK)

–Soomin (STAYC)

–Keeho (P1HARMONY)

–Beomgyu (TXT)

–Yunjin and Eunchae (LE SSERAFIM)

–Ricky (ZB1)

–Dami (Dreamcatcher)

–Vernon (Seventeen)

–Soyeon and Minnie ((G)I-DLE)

–Kim Taehyung (BTS)